The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, October 15, 1885, Image 1

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i r~ VOL. XV- PICKENS, S. C., THURSDAY. OCTOBER 15, 1885. The.Old-Fashioned House. SOf all the tender and comfortable things bat now and then sweet memory brings, here's nothing dearer that love rgoalls han the old-fashioned house with its white washed walls. Not a mansion to-day, though a marvel of. an ever usurp Its place in my heart, Sor there my earliest prayers were said, 4nd I slept at night in a trundle-bed. leath ooverlids reaohing from feet to chin, ya mother's hand tucked gently in, d a ood-night kiss on my tired brow ear holds no such blessing now i oi garden was t..~ nt in flower-beds bhere arl olds lifted their velvet head%. And warmed by sunshine, refreshed by ew, Tho bachelor-button and touch-me-not grow. In the river, that curved like a shepherd's crook We Ashed Yor minnows with bent pin-hook. with little bare feet oft waded through, Aid bravely paddled our own canoe. Twas a home of welcome no one could doubt, rWhose iatoh.string hung invitingly out, And many a stranger supped at its board While biasing logs in the chimney roared. 0, this is an age of reform and change, jAnd things esthetic, modern, and strange provements that savor of silver and gold re superseding the cherished and old. But Iturn from palace built for show, WVith Mansard roof, and stories below f frescoed, caloiminod. dadood halls, To the old-fashioned .house with its white washed walls. -Boston Budget. A YANKEE SCHOOL TEACH ER IN UTAH. Lehigh is a little town a few miles south of Salt Lake City. I reached it late one cold Friday afternoon in Do comber, and when I alighted at the station asked a small boy who was standing near if he would direct me to the hotel. "Hotel! There ain't no hotel in this town." "Where do people go who want to stop in Lehigh over night?" "They go to the Bis hop's house over there." The Bishop's house! A Mormon Bishop, and I a Yankee school teacher sent out as a missionary from the Epis eopal church! But there was no help for it, as I must have shelter for the night; so I crossed the road and knocked boldly at the door. It was opened by the Bishop's wife, a tall, thin, careworn woman, who eyed me sharply. "Can I stay here all night?" I asked; "I have just com to Lehigh on the train." "Who be yon?" I told her my name, and added that I had lived part of my life in Louisiana, that portion of our country being less obnoxious to .these people than the Eastern States. "Bo you a Gentilo?" she inquired, atter another sharp look at me. "I am not a Jew. that's certaiu," i said laughingly, "So I suppose I must be a Gentile." 1"The Bishop don't allow Gentiles in this town. They never set foot here. But you can come in if you want to." I was surprised at the end of her sen tenco, which boro no resemblance to the beginning, and gladly accepted the rather equivocal invitation. The room which I entered was small and poor, used for parlor, dining-room and general sitting-room. In the apart .utnt beyond I heard the click of a sew ing-machino and the sound of girl's voices. "What d'yo come to Lehigh for?" Mrs. Evans inquired, still eyeing me with immense curiosity. "I came hero to open a school," I said. "A school! What sort of a school?" "A school for all the boys and girls that want to come. Haven't you daughters that you would like to send?" She ign'ored the last qucstion and faced me with her arms akimbo. "What be you going to chargeP" "Nothing. "Nothing! That's a queer way to keep a school. Guess you'll get tired of it 100on enough."' A long pause followed, during wvhich she seemed to be studying me and growing more and more perplexed. At last she shot at me this questionc "eoua Presbyterian?" "A Methody?" "No." She turned around abruptly and fiung open the door of the next room, where!I had heard theosewing machine. "Girls, comoe out here. IIere's a woman, an' she's young an' she'sa goin' to, keep) a school, an' you can all go, an' she ain't a Pr-osbyter-ian or a I is Impossible to express the vigor of her tones as shio annoimnced these separate facts, each one seeming equal ly surprising to her. 'The girls crowded around me-such a number of them I "Are all theso your daughters?" I inquiredi, though t fel t that it could not be possible. "Oh, no. 'They are MatildIa's, Ead Jane's, and Loreny and Martha Ann's." "And who is Matilda, and Jane, and Loreniy and Martha Ann ?" "The Bishop's families," and she set her tooth hard and turned away from I found afterward that no first wife of a Mortnon ever speaks of the ether women ho are "sealeed" to her hus band as his wives."'T "families.,, a soil hy arc always I noticed asalorgan ini the back room, standing opposite to the sewing machine. "Do you play?" I asked. They all shook their headp rather sadly. I learned that the organ was to tom a great and awful mystery. It - ad never boon opened since it vas -brought into the house some months e *fore, taken by the IBishop in part pay bf*ont of ade bt. There 1sas a man at the railroad station, hny' *ofd eo, who -could play an organ. Evidently they felt the greatest admiration for the mnan at the station. In packinr, my trunk that morning, I shad acCIdentally left out a little sing Ing-book, and at the last minute tucked it into my sateheL. I was thankful that I had it witin ra I eat down 'to the brgan and played and sang to 4the.m. As I went on from one piece to afnother, they grew more open mouthed and Wider-eyed. "Hlow many tunes do you knowP" -on1o them aked at 1..t* Y laughed as I told them I kne* good many. "Never counted 'emP" "No; I never counted thom." Tho man at the station; they in formed me, only know six. It wa plain that my musical reputation wa already far ahead of that acquired bi thQ man at the station. When I went to bed that night th Bishop had not returned. As I ap proached the dining-room the nex morning I heard a gruff bass vole growling, with a jerk on each word "Put her out! put her out!" I naturali supposed some sort of wild animal ha; entered the house, and hesitated an in stant before opening the door. "A Gentile woman-all night-in thi house! A Gentile woman! You put he: out! Put her out!" I opened the door then and walkot into the little room. The Bishop stoo in thb middle of it, in a perfect fury. "Good morning, sir, ' I said, a pleasantly as I could. "You're a Gentile woman!" hi growled, in response to my salutation "I laid out this town of Lehigh jus thirty.four years ago, and you re thi first Gentile woman who over got inmt it'!" "Well", I said, as I took a chair an< seated myself comfortably, "that I quite an interesting circumstance. I'u sure I'm proud of the honor of beinf the first. I appreciate it." - "You've got to go," he growled, is the same jerky tone in which he ha< said "Put her out! Put her out!" "-Oh, no," I said; "I've come tl stay. It is all the mOre necessary foi me to stay if I am the only one, but . assure you, Bishop Evans. there ar plenty more who will como after ne.' He looked as if he were going to strike me. I have no doubt but that he would have done so if lie had dared. But one's life is safe enough in Utah. The killing days have gone by, and the Mormons know it. They are afraid of our Government interfering when they shed blood. The Bishop simply glared with a ferocious look and clinched hands, then strode out of the houso, giving the door a terrific bang behind him. Mrs. Evans was nearly frightened out of her wits. "There's a train from Lehigh at 11 o'clo'ck," she began, when I i:nterrup ted her. "I didn t come to Lchirh at 6 o'clock Friday afternoon," I said, "to leave it on Saturday morng. I have come to stay, my dear madam, as I told your husband." That day I attempted to find a board ing-place, the attempt eonsistin- in walking from house to house, kno<.king at the door and asking for a room of some sort, not being particular as to size, location or furnishing. The doora were invariably slammed in my face, though in many cases the slamming process was preceded by the question, which after a while became ludicrou. enough to me, "Be you a Presby terian?" That I was a Gentile seemed somehow obvious enough. . Not getting a boardino-house, I bought a house-a poor litte affair o1 four rooms-and, though Saturday aft, ernoon was not a very favorable timc for setting up housekeeping, I managed to get my trunks, boxes and some pro visions into it, finding that hurried and uns,tisfactory operation proforable tc returning to the Bishop's house for the night, even if he had not carried into execution his threat to "put her out.' Sunday morning brought divers of his "families" to visit me in my novv abode-Matilda, Jano, Loreny and Martha Ann all had their representa tives under my roof. "Can you sing us a tune out of your own head?" one of the girls asked. I sang a few lines for her, then said: "Wouldn1't you like to get. a lot of your yugfriends in Lehigh to come and gaeego sing this afternoon? I have plenty of books in a big box, and I'Il teach you." "All the young folks in Lehigh?" "Yes; just as many as you can get." "Oh, my! They'll all come!" I never mentioned the words Sunday school, but that is the way I began one, the first in all the thirty-four-years in Lehigh. My day-school growv slowly and through bitter opposition. I had fur. nished two of my little rooms with the appliances sent fronm the East, and enough wvondor and curiosity was ox. cited by thomn to keep sonio of the chil dron in daily attendmnce. But their greatest wonder was about my religion. They became convinced at last that I wvas not a Presbyterian, but what I was rem)ained a mystery. One day a girl said to me in an insinu ating manner: "'reacher, you ain't a Presbyterian or a Methody, andit 1 can't think wvhat you be. Don't folks have any religion whe you come fromP" I answorodl; "Oh, yes, a very beau tiful religion. I was writing some of it this morning on the blackboard," as indeed I had done, and I turned the board that she might read those wvords from Ephosmans: "Le all bitterness anti wrath and anger and clamor and evil speaking be p)ut away from you, with all ma lice. And be ye kind one to another; even as Go0d, for Christ's sake, hias forgiven you.' God was not an unknownu wortd to the Mormon children, for they are taughit thmat every Bishop becomes a god in reward for faithful! service, and Iwas not surprised at the girl's next question: "Is your God a smarter man than lirigham Young?" They seemed profoumily impressed when I read to them that God made the mountains. "Blrigham Young couldn't do that,'' was one of the comments. "Did your God make the mountains round hero, teacher? I shouldn't think Ho could make themi if lie lives way off in the States." One of the boys brought me several packages of books from the post ofmee, andi conflid entially informed some of his playmates that "God wviti Ireal good friend of teacher's, and lie ves in the, 8tates, and made all the mountains in the whole wo:-ld and sent her books through the post olflce." Though all the Mormon fathers an'd mothers were oPposedI to tihe school, anid forbade the children attending, many of them came regularly, to my wurp rise. Upon questioning one of the girls, who every day brougjt her little sister with her, as to how she dared to to so, she, answered: "Father hasn't murt me yet, and I know ho won't mneddle with little nachol tum ho' whipped me-a.I I'd rather have a beating than stiay home from school." Bishop Evans thruiatenud to disinherit one of his graudchildren if she persist . ed in going to the Gentile school. The message reached her in the stree:t. She stood still for a moment, looking thoughtful, then with a sudden toss of the head she said: *Youi tell grandpa 3 that ho isn't very rich, and there's 166 grandchildren - besides mew, and 1'd t rather have an o,lucatlon than my share of the propuerty." One night the peopile turned out and stoned my house-1 had otten won dered why they didn't burn it down over my head. I certainly thought L that they would dtnuolislh it, but I lay t perfectly still until after a while I r could hear their speculations as to whether I was inside, and if so, how I could sleep through such a commotion. The next day one of my scholars said to m.: 'Didn t the stones wake you up, teacher?" "Oh, yes," I answered; "they made a good deal of noise." She gazed at me in astonishment. "Wasn't you-scared?" "Soared! No. I never thought of bein scared." " hy wasn't you?" "Becaue I was warm and comfort able in bed inside, and they were out in the cold and snow working hard, and I was pretty sure they would get tired after a while.""-joston 'ran scripl. Younir Navigators. As I approached Manikuagon Point, opposite the red light-ship, warning vessels off that dangerous shoal, I saw a very small boat standing in from the open sea, so far off that it seemed as if it must have como up out of the sea, ;and did not appreciate the dangers about it. As we both approached the beach, I saw that it contained a man and 'two children-a bright-eyed boy about eight years old and a girl about ten. The man jumped from the bow into the surf, and pushed the boat off, while directing the little boy at the stern in a grull, sea-worn voice: "Heave away, lad: got your oar over to starboard, or she '1 swing around. Now, Alary, shove her head over hurry up! don't you see that heavy swell? Hold hardl Now get her head about, quick as you can. That's it. Haul in your sheet." And at last those little mites were standing out to 'sea sain, and settling themselves 'down in the storn-shcots as cjnposed 'y as they might sit down on a door sill. "Whore on earth, sir, are your chil dren going, alone, and on this stormy coastr Will you ever see them again ?" "0 yes, sir," he replied, smiling ; they are used to a boat; thet ure tak ing some seals I have just broght in from the nuts down to the next bay; it's only a few miles. We don't think much ajhout such dangers; but we are perhaps a little too venturesome some times. One of my friends on Anti costi sent his two boys to take the boat abross the mouth of their bay for a load of hay. A squall cane up so heavy that the boat could not beat in to shelter, and they were carried out to sea. Nothing was ever seen of them afterward." Here he scanned the horizon, and looked after his own boat with a thoughtful expression. "But with this fair wind the children will soon reach home. We have an other danger besides the weather: sharks are dangerous here; they some times follow a boat for hours, and now and then they capsize her and take a man 'down. At least we supposo it must be done by the sharks. Last year, right out there, an Indian was after a seal; pretty soon we saw him stand up and fight something in the water with his paddle. In a minute his canoe capsized and he went under. When we got there all wvo found was his canoe stove in amidships." "But that seems more like the ac tion of the devil-fish." "Well, yes, but we have never seen any devil-lish here, and there are plen ty of sharks." -C. If. .Farnhama, in. Jiarper's Afagazine for September. The Flight of Humminag-Burds. The humming-birds are small (the largest species attaining to about the size of a swallow, the smallest not much larger than a bumble-bee) and of delicate structure. They are famed 'for their magnificent -plumage, whlich almost always displays meta ' tints. Their flight does not resemble that of any of our native birds, being main tained by rapid vibrations of the wings, which enables them to remain apparently motionless in one spot for a considerable time. Their passage from place to place is effected by a ser ies of rapid darts, almost too swift for the eye to follow. Their flight might perhaps be best comparedl to that of a moth. Like these insects, the hum ming-birds hover for long over a flow er, sap g the honey wit itheir long, .thmn bill, and in other p)articullars also -in color and form, for example humminga-birds and moths offer soe remarkable parallels. Representatives of each may be found, to distingtuish between wvhich needs a close scrutiny, and whlichi, when on the wing, might perplex the best observer. T1o all out ward appearane the humming-birds are birds when at rest, insects when in motion. -Popular cSicnoe AMonthlty for Septemfler. Imagine a slenderly built man, about the medium height, weighing, possibly, 140 pounds, and who, althougrh 88 years old, appears 60, but retains the erect figure and q1uick movements of youth; a complexion naturally dark and tanned by the suan, with biack, feverish eyes, black hair, anid a thin mustacho, so black that it seoms dyed; clothed In a plain business suit that may have been picked up in any ready-mado store, a standing eolnar, frayed at tihe corners, a black tie, a eommhonplaco straw hat, andl cheap shoes, staring, intensely black eyes, the most, prominent feature of the thin, restless face, which looks prematuroly agedh, and yet displays a wonderful vitality in overy glance This mani will be S:am-Jonos, the great Southern evangul ist. -1.0ouisv ille 'our ter Journal. P. T1. B;ian hans p)romiised to give Jumbo's skin to Truft's College when the elephant dies. THE WIlONU MAN. Worldn g the Cinfdenn (aJmo on an Old New Y,rk Soldier. James Chittenden is a well-to-do farmer of western. Now York, who fought under Gen. Grant, and who came to the city to pay the last sad tribute to the mm"nury of his old colu mandor. Time has whitened the long hair which streams over his coat-collar, and ons bending at the plow has it parted a stoop to his broad shoulders; but his face is ruddy with health, and his atop) as fim andi springy a1s ever, while his arm is as strong and his glance as bright as when he first shoul dered a musket. Many eyes were turned upon him as ie sauntered sadly down Broadway on his way to the city hall yesterday afternoon in his travol stained linen duster, heedless of the clamor of the passing crowds and the din of car-bolls and carrlage-wheels. A sorrowful expression clouded the benevolent countenance of the veteran, and he was walking along slowly near Canal street, saddened by thoughts of days that were gone, when he was as tonished by a cordial salutation from a slim, dudish youth, who suddenly smil ed up at him and waved at him an am brosial hand glittering with rings: "'Why, bless my soul, Mr. Smith," exclaimed this product of latter-day eivilization in the most honeyed tones, "who ever would have thought of see ing you? This is indcod an uuoxpoct ed pleasure." Mr. Chittendon for a moment was taken aback. le survoyed the new comer from the crown of his white tile to the points of his dainty patent-leath or shoes and saw at once that he was an entire stranger; but lie loves a joke, and a twinkle showed in his clear gray eye as lie replied with a quiet smile: "My name is not Smith; it's Brown." The dudish young man bowed his most fashionable bow and at once pass ed on, with profuse apologies for his mistake, and Mr. Chittenden again pursued his way. He had stopped laughiig at his little adventure and had relapsed into his former train of meditation when he was a second time accosted by another apparition in a standing collar and cuffs, and a voice even more unctuous than the first, sa luted him as "Mr. Brown." Whether Mr. Chittenden's faith in human nature had been shaken by his first encounter, or whether his love of a joke again im pelled him, he does not now remember, but he immediately seized the hand extended to him and shook it with cor dial violence, uttering at the same time the warmest greetings. "How do you find yourself, my dear est friend? There, stand off so I can look at you," cried the exuberant farmer, emphasizing every word by tightening his grasp of the stranger's haud. "I'leased to see me? 'Iho plcas uru is mine, sir;; oitircl' miine. Only to think of it's being yo'u! %1 hat, Como10 to see the funeral? How considerate of you, cli?" "Oh, yes, and-and all that sort of thing," replied the other, his smile a little fainter and his tone a little less cordial than at first. "Why, what an affectionate fellow you are, Mr. Brown?" "Aye, lad; cordiality runs in our family," rejoined the farmer, closing his fingera relentlessly and working his arm like the handle of a force pump; "a firm hand shows a warm heart. Affectionate? Well, I reckon I am. None of your loose grips for me. Meet a friend as a friend, I say, and don't be ba'ckward in showing your frien uship. Why, how well you look. I should never have known you." "'Timo dioes alter one, it's true. There, there, Mr. Brown; I have been suffering with a sore hand, if you would kindly-" "Don't mention it, sonny; don't mention it. Nothing like exercise to keep good blood circulating. I can never control myself at the sight of an old friend. WVell, well, only to think that it's you. How --how-you've growed 1" "Yes, indeed, and that reminds me -'ve an important engagement, and I see I have no time to lose, so If you'll just excuise me-" But Mr. Chittenden is not the man to p art froni old friends so hastily, and so he only jerked the arm of his new acquaintance the harder, renewing his exp)ressions of delight. By this time the thing was getting serious. The would-b~e confidence man was capering with pain, anti struggled in the vice like grasp of the stalwart rustic like a lobster in the cluitches of an octopus. His face and hins were colorless, and his brow streamned with cold perspira tion. His eyes stood out like saucers. His collar broke loose, his hat fell off', and the light seemed to have fadedl out of his life. The agony depicted on his face was not lessened when he saw that a crowd was gathering; and the farmer released him only after a final wrench which nearly tore the wily sharper's arm from its socket. "What, going already?" exclaimed Mr. Chittenden, who had never turned a bair and rather enjoyed the exercise. "Well, well, you needn't be In such a hurry," lie continued, in a reproachful tone, as the confidence man picked himself up and darted around the cor ncr out of sight of the a ppreaching fig uro In the helmet and brass buttons. "That's rather shabby treatment of an old friend like me-but lie didn't seem so very gladh to see me, after all," and Mr. Chitten don beamed benignly upon the grinning bystanders and calmly pursued his journey. -New York, World. Miss Belva L,ockwood is not quite so ridiculous as campaign carticaturles made her. She might be 40, or she might be 50. 11cr features are of the clear-cut Grecian,retined typo; aquiline nose, straight forehead, overhanging a p air of sharp,penetrating eyes, a glanc into which at once convinces one that the lady is endowed with more than ordinary brain power. Mantled over her foroehd Is a roll of handsome, wavy gray hair that adds much to her natural beauty of her face. There is nothing in her outward appearance or expression that would lead a casual ob server to guess thatt she belonged to that miuch-ridiculed class of women do. nomninatod "stong-tr indod. A Domestic Tragedy. Last summer while the writer was In Amelia County, Virginia, the following incident occurred, illustrative of the philosophical manner in which negroes accept the decrees of Providence. Amo lla, it will be remembered, is one of the black counties. Thie negroes occu py most of the old homesteads, and are given over t3ignorano and supersti tion. The Wigwam, the old Harrison p lace, a house well known in Virginia, s surrounded on every side ty hordes of negroes, who own small tracts of land, and farm them. One of these settlements is at "thm Ludge." once the property of Mr. Robert Archer, a dis tinguished Virginian gentleman of the old regime, now, with all his descend ants, dead and gone. My hostes.s and I was peeling poaches on the broad veranda, when Mary Ciesar, the dairy maid, appeared. "Miss Anna, gimmo piecc o' ?ight bread, please, marmt." "Who is sick, Mary?" said Mrs. II-, light broad being a luxury reserved for the ill negroes. "Sister Rose Archer, marm." All colored people claim the frater nal relation, whether there is any in reality or not, if they are members of the same church, or have "experienced a change." "Why, I thounht Roso Archer lived In Richmond. What is the matter with herP" Mary's large greasy countenance, which rivalled a bombazino dross for blackness, fairly shone. "Well, Miss Anna, you 'memuber Sis Rose was married to Unk Crutch henry Archer's son Willum, en doy moved fum de Lodge to Richmond. 'Bout three week ago Sis Ros cn Willum had a fight'bout somo'in', on Sis Rose hit Willum Archer orlick on de head wid a stick or wood, en it kilt him, it pintly did. Willum Archer always was a sickly nigger. Well, Miss Anna, she done all she could, en gin him er fun eral, en den, bein' cz she was awidder, en pore, she come up to do Lodno to stay here 'lon ger Willum's dadily en mammy. Unk Crutch henry Wore mighty 'flicted 'bouten Willum being kilt, 'cause he were do onliest son whar he had, but Sis Rose say she gwinc dar to be all to company she ken for Will un's folks." The peach knife fell. Mrs. H--, though schooled to Amelia eccentrici ties, stood transfixed. Then she gasp ed: "And William's father and mother lot her stay there after killing their on ly son?" "Miss Anna," said Mary. in a pecu liarly soothing voice, "Unk Crutch Henry done ax Rso'huck un, sho come to kill Willum Archor, en Sis Roso say she dni' know huc' umt.'' * S * . * . . 'This was Monday. Sunday afternoon Mary re-appeared, an expression of triumphant excitement in her eyes, though her manner was as gentle and deprecatory as eovr. "Sis Rose Archer dead, Miss Anna," sho announced. "Dead! When did sho die?" Mary smoothed her apron. "Well, Tuesday muornin', Miss Anna, Br'or Jemos Barksdale went to Court House, en do sheritf sont Sis Rse word to git ready, 'cause he was cumin' to do Lodge Monday nmornin' to git her en hang her for kilinii' of Willium Arch er. Eu Sis Roso say of do sherifi were comin' to hang her, ez sh were poroly enyway, 'tl:a'nt wuth while toga up, so she gwtne die." "Nonsense!" cried Mrs. H-. "As if people could die when they chose!" "'Sis Ruose done die,"' said Mary, stoutly. "S.. say 'twa'nt t/l whalc to get ut, jest to be hunyfltd, en shm die last night, en p)leaLse, Miss Anna, hom me go to tie funeral. Unk Crutch IIentry gwine gin her a mighty nice buryin', bumi' ez she wams a widdor en Willum Archer was die onliest son he hicd."'-J. U.* (Cabet, in A'detor's D)raw er, IJurper's .Iaya(zine for ; cti,br. A New Hotel D)odge. "Key to 278!" said the bell-boy to the clerk of a city hotel, as lie rushed up to the counter. The clerk took the key out of the box andi extendled it to tho boy, when a thou ghlt struck him, and he stoppled andi looked in the box at, the address on an enivelopo lyiiiw there. "WVho wants it?'iio inquired. "Lady~ in parlor-ini a hurry,'' re plied b ront, dancing a jig of imnpa tionce. "TIhat ain't her room. Go back and ask for her name." Front dhisappleared and returned presently, slowly. "She saysS it don't make any, differ ence--It's a mistake-and she's gone." "Thought so!" ejaculated the clerk to a reporter standing by. "She was working the'now racket. It's a p)retty goodl one, and sometimes takes; Oper ated by women generally. T1hiey go into the l1abes' parlor, ring for the bel boy, :.em send imb in a matter-of-fact way for the key of some rqom. Hie asks the clerk for it, and, if ho is bunsy and thinking of somethiing else, lie hands It out wvithout a question. 'Thion tihe female sharper goes through the room In a hurry, trusting to thieves' I uck that the occup)ant wvillI not return before she gets away. Then the hotel Is responsible for the loss. --St. Louis ChIronicle. The largest hotel ini Santiago, Chili, recently built, has Its oddity, like other things In that country. Tfhe oddity is, says a correspondent of the Sun, the bar in the cafe wvhere ladies are ex pected to lunch. '"It is,'' lie adds, "the only hotel bar iu South America, anti the p)ropriotor.of the hotel, who wanted to introduce aill the modern Im provements, was rather bewildered in selecting the location of this one. But it is a beautiful bar, anti the ladies ad mire it as mnueh as the men. At first they wqre disposed to walk up to it and say 'Th'o same for tme, if you please,' with their brothers or husbands, but. have been conviinced that the proper fornm Is to sit at tihe tables anti take their drinks there. To see a lady drink ing a cocktail in the bar-room of the Grand Central of Santiago may startle the prohilbitionist who comes here, but It Is quite as much the' fashion as to suck mlint juleps through a straw on the balconies of n. Long nhaiioh iotL" THE N$WS OF TUE STATE. Some of the Latest Saylngs and Dolg, In South Carolua. -The Citadel Academy is well undet way, with excellent prospects. -Newberry College has opeued unier very favorable auspices. -B. F. Welsh has been acquitted of the murder of W. C. Moore, at Lau caster. -The Green Pond Walterboro and B3ranchville railroad Is in a fair way to be built. -Z. M. Wolfe, of Orangeburg has been acquitted of the homicide of Albrecht. -An amalgamation of the Huguonot and Camperdown mills at Greenville is proposed. -Abbeville is to have a bank and Major A. B. Wardlaw has been elect ed President. -The New Brighton Hotel on Eulli van's Island is being put in trinl for winter travel. -The executive committee of the Piedmont Fair Association is booming the coming enterprise. -David Miller and James Carson had each a hand and arm lacerated by cotton gins in Spartanburg. -Congressman Tillman will address the survivors of Colleton at Walterboro on the 17th of November. -The State Convention of the Wo men's Christian Temperance Union will be held in Greenville on the 15th inst. -Thihree prisoners escaped from Newberry jail a few nights ago by taking the lock off the door of their cell. -Henry Butler, colored, accidental ly shot and killed another colored man in Bordeaux, Abbeville county, last week. -The South Carolina College has opened with about 175 students. The prospects of the institution are brighter thanl usual. -Tle 1Rev. A. W. Moore, of Lan caster, was thrown from a buggy in Laurens county last week, and pain fun)y injured. -Owing to the increase of business, two trains a day now run on the Abbe. ville branch of the Columbia & Green ville Railroad. -Mr. G. W. Williams, of Lancas ter, had his house destroyed by an in cendiary fire last week. Loss about $500. No insurance. -'Te lRev. 11. M. Allen, of Hall Township, Aiderson conty, was thrown from his horse and had his right arm, just above the elbow brokoi. -Mr. J. D. Avinger, of Vance's Ferry, claims to be the youngest Con federate soldier, having entered service whet he was only thirteen years and six months old. -The Columbia postotfice ueeds n separate delivery windows for ladies, as the crowds are such at the single window now used as to preclude the presence of ladies. -J. E. Elliott, of Lancaster county, fired two loads of bird shot into the head of a negro named (Geor2e Carter who had attacked him with the heavy end of a w,agol whip. -Henry Ashley, an aged colored man who had affiliated with the Dem ocrats, died in Aiken last week, and was buried by big white friends, the negroes having ostrrcised him. -Governor 'I'hompson has offered a rewvard for the airest of parties en gagedl in tihe lynch1ng of Culbreath andi has instructedl Attornmey-Gener.aI Miles to assist in the prosecution. .-An Orangeburg farmer has exper~ imnented in raising tobacco, and comes to the conclusion that it is a more val utable crop, and that it would require less cultivation and less fertilizer than cotton. -Major Jose ph Carter, trial justico at Carter's, Colleton county, in coming dtown stairs on Ihe evening of October 7, stepped on a small (log and fell, breakinig his arm in whichb he was wvounided during the war. HIe is doinig well. .-Mr. 1tobert Brodie, of Aiken, seiz/edl an immncse hawk by the wvings as it was endeavoring to carry off one of is chickens, wvhen~ the savage bird imialted Its talons in his legs and held( on until Mis. Brodie decapitated it with a hatchet. --The main statue for the Calhoun monument at Charleston has been fIn ishmed andt ill be shippel)d from Naples in a few (lays. Th'le statue is of bronze and1( represenits the great statesman in the act of rising from his senatorial chair. it will surmount the monu men t. -Trhe Adjutant and1( Inspector-Gen aral of the Uiited States has prepared uniiform rules for infantry art illery andl cavalry practice, and General Maniganlt will promulgate the rules at an carly (late ini this State, with the h,ope0 of securing uniformity of prac tice herce -Mr. C. L. Payscuri, of Lanacaster' bonght as o1(1 gold an old-fashioned medallion with thle following inscrip. tion on it: "This is the picture of Edwvard Fenwick, Esq., of South Car ohinas, grand son of Itobert Fenwick, E.sq., of Stanton in the County of Northiumbecrlan,d. Edward Fenwick was born in South Carolina January 22d, 1721, amid dlied July 8, 1775." -A gentleman just from Charleston says that D)r. Bellinger will be acquit ted ift tri ed for the killing of RIl9ey. lie says that suflcient evidenuce to jus tify his action will be brought out by Dr. Bellinger. It is rumored that ho consulted some of his personal friends before the difficulty, and was advised by them to follow the course that lie afterwards pursued. -The Presbyterian Synod of SouthI Carolina will meet at Chester on Wednesday, October 21, at 7:30 p. in. The 8.vnod embraces iive presbyteries, 116 ministers and licentiates amid 192 churches. Among the interesting mat ters before the meeting wIll be the observance on Saturday, October 24, of tihe centennial of organized Presbv te,'ianism In South Carolina, wlih 9.ddresses by D)r. Girardean, and the consideration of the Woodrow case. e sS man.sva, as4 Sa iraets .r Iatesres,Iin4tMWs talMr na -Germany in at o i poi Spain's claim to the CaroIf1' --Frandulent thousasd 40 on the District of Gioltmbia art culatlon. -The resignation of Civil-e. Comissioner Eaton eontinues toa o mnoh comment. -President Cieveland wni New York in NYovember to tovt Democratic ticket. -Yale College is keported to f; +' losing its students. Expensive living is the eause assigned. . -The "Moonlighters" In Ireland are forcing the farmers to take an oath that they will not pay rents. -The amount of standard dollars ut Into circulation during September, ?n th'reghr conrse of busiuess, was 2,700,000. -The Virginia contest seems to Ed -.< attracting but little attention, theugh it is said to be waxing hotter each sue ceeding day. -The cholera in Spainu l,still dimin. ishing--the new cases being less that two hundred per day and the deaths only a little over one hundred per day. -C. L. N. Reade, agent of the Southern Express Company, who ab sconded from Morristown, Tenn., with $12,000, has been arrested in Mexico. --The Supreme Court of Virgini hus granted a writ of error in the Cluverius murder case. This brings up the case for hearing before that tribunal. -The grand lury at Green River found "no bill' against the sixteen persons charged with complicity in the Chinese riots at Rock Springs, Wyo ming. - A suit for 1,000,000 acres of land in Mississippi between Col. H. Evers, of England, and Thomas Watson of Chicago, has just been decided in ftvor of the former. -The Rev. H. D. Jardine, of St. Mary's Catholic Church, Kansas City, Mo., has been convicted of Improper and indecent conduct and suspended from priestly functions. -The Texas beardless mall robber has been arrested. He says be was out of money and had to rob some one and thought that Uncle Sam couid stand it better than anyone else. -Samuel A. Green, of Boston, has been authorized to act as General Agent of the Board of Managers of the Peabody Fund, in place of J. L. M. Curry, appointed Minister to Spain. -The colored Republicans of New York have appointed a comtnittee to demand from the State Republican Con mittee "more recognition and repre sentation in the Republican party." -Haverhill, Mass., an important shoe manufacturing centre, hts for the past three months shipped- eight hun dred cases of shoes per month more than for the same period of last year. -The funeral of the Earl of Shattes bury took place in Westminster Abbey on Thursday last. An immense crowd, made up of all classes in life, were lq attendance, and the services were especially impressive. -The lawsuit In Iowa, known as the Jones County calf case, which has been In litigation over eleven years and ruined several farmers has been set. tied, after an outlay o $20,000, The four calves were worth *50. -W. D. Ne wsome was convicted at Salt Lake City last week of two' charges, polygamy and unlawful co habitation. This les the dirst double conviction under the Edmunds law. lie will be sentenced on Octobot- 17. -The immense wholesale stationery and printing establishment of HI. 8. Crocker & Co., of San Francisco, was burned last w'ek. Four men were buried in the ruins. The loss is esti mated at $500,000; libsured for. *150, 000. -Tho Irish Catholie Bishops counsel peace, and condemn all acts of violene and intimidation. Sir Richard C se Home Secretary, says that unn aI thinigs quiet down, repressive tn4Ae.. ures, more severe thair ever, will have to be employed. -The United States Geographical and Topographical Survey decides by measurement that Clingman's Dome a peak of the Balsam Mountain, NI. (. is the highest peak east of the 20oky Mountains. This settles a long dis. pntedI question. -Mrs. Cole, of Madison county, N. C., is the oldest woman in the United States, having been born in 170,j*. years before the accession of King (eorge to the throne, and haUa vivid recollection of events which occurred thena. Shte is a widow. -It is stated that Mr. Win. T. Black. wvell has built In Durham, N. C., dur lng last and this year ilfty.nine buid ings. He makes it a rule to sell any of these buildings at prha~e cost, and sIx per cent, interest on the linvesment, to ~arties wishing to become citizens of -Mrs. Veronica Bulls, who per formed the remarkable fast in New York, died on Thursday morning. Her fast began August 10, and since that time she did not touch a -morsel of solid food, living entirely on water in which 'small quantities of morphine were dissolved. -~The trial -of Agnacia CJortes, charged with the murder of Stani.. forth a brilliant youn lawyer, three months ago, at San Antonio,Taras, reslte ina verdict oif not nity. Cortez was the mistress of Stau. lie was found dead in her room. The defence maintained that Stanifortb committed suicide. -W. II. Stedrecker, a bookmaker ft New York placed his pocket.ok containgl 800, on a seat in arailra ear, ini order to count ether .aaoney with which he had just bsest p.144 bill on the train going to thme,T Park races. On the arrdval of train at the track, being aboeo~4 conversation with a friend, hp wais~ off, leaving his pocket-book bbE4 Stcdrecker has not since seem5 pocket-book or his ,nen.