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J j j v 1 lewis m. grist, proprietor. | fitbcptitbtnt Jfamilg fttfospaptr: ' jfor f|t |)r<imotioit of fljc Initial, Social, ^gritallural anb Commercial Interests of Ik Sootlj. J terms--$2.50 a year, in advance. "V"OIj. 30. YORKVILLE, S C., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 27, 18.84. ?7Q. 48. ?he ^torn ?ritcr. S THREE DIAMOND RINGS. <; f( There had been a thunder-shower in the ? night. All the pink, shell-like petals were s beaten off the apple-blooms; the high grass ? in the orchard lay in long, flat waves close to the ground; the very daffodils and tulips in the borders were crushed into the rich black mould ; and Janie Barr was trying to tie them up again with as tender sympathy as if they had been little children fallen *= down. l When, suddenly, Mrs. Barr came out with ^ a perturbed face. "There!" said she. "I knew there would be trouble." "What is it, mother ?" said Janie, cheer- . ily. "It's those worn-out shingles on the roof," said Mrs. Barr, in the melancholy half- ? whine which was habitual to her. "The 15 rain leaked in on the boarder's bureau all (< night long; and she says she WDn't stay hero if she isn't to be properly protected ^ against the elements." t) Janie tied the last puce-colored tulip to its stake, and straightened herself up. "We must have the roof mended," said she- h "Who is to do it?" signed Mrs. isarr. "There ain't a carpenter to be had since Squire Follet commenced the new cottages; , and even Crazy Jim won't go up on that u steep roof. And if Mrs. Lepell goes away, what shall we do about the interest on your father's old note?" "She won't go away, mother, never fear," i; said Janie, brightly. "Don't fret. You'll t see that things will all come right." "But the shingles must be fixed right away," said Mrs. Barr. ' "They shall be fixed, mother," said Janie. * "Who will doit?" impatiently repeated the widow. | _ "I will!" said Janie. F "That's all nonsense!" groaned Mrs. Barr. "Why shouldn't I, mother?" said Janie, merrily. "Of course I haven't been brought up to a carpenter's trade, but any one could t manage a few shingles and a handful of v nails. You shall see, little mother! Only _ wait!" s "Janie, if you think of such thing, I shall 1 . 1>e very angry!" said Mrs. Barr. "Then I'll leave off thinking of it," said Janie. "Where's the basket and clasp knife, mother? I am going to cut some dandelion greens for dinner." "Of course she's only joking," said Mrs. Barr to herself, as she returned slowly to the house. j x But Janie had never been more seriously j in earnest in all her life. I s Mrs. Barr went to the Parish Sewing So- r ciety that afternoon. ; j Colonel Addison, from the Valley Hotel, ; v who was paying his addresses to Mrs. Le-j f, pen, ihe boarder, came with a spirited horse I ind a buggy to take her to the sea-beach, j ^ where a merry bathing-party were to take { advantage of the tide and practice the noble art of swimming. "Now is my time!" said Janie, exultant-; ly, to herself. j I * But Mrs. Lepell came back before she had , u got twenty rods away from the house. ! y "Janie, said she, "I forgot to tell you that I had left my three diamond rings in b the little left hand-drawer of the bureau. r< I might lose them in the water. I thought i g I would tell you, in case of fire, you know,j tl or any other accident." : p "Yes," said Janie; "but there won't be! p any accident." ' n Mrs. Lepell laughed, and ran back to the e< carriage and the impatient colonel. i tl And not until then did Janie perceive j a that a tall, half-grown lad, lurking behind e< the porch-rails, was waiting to speak with b her. t< "Who are you?" said Janie, briskly, a "What do you want? No, we haven't a any old clothes. Jf you really want work, i tl you had better go on to the new buildings, I ti a mile up the road. I dare say they can ! find something for you to do there." s< The lad mumbled out something, wheth- tl er thanks or otherwise Janie was unable to ' v discriminate, and shuffled away. And our heroine slipped on her hat, and ! si bolting the front door, ran across the back ' t< meadows to llalph Parsons' carpenter-shop, | some quarter of a mile by the wood path. ; a "I want a few shingles," said she, "and a 1 n pound of shingle-nails." i tl "What for?" said Ralph. t< "No matter," calmly retorted Janie. j "Plow much will they cost?" : n "They'll cost you about a quarter," said i r Ralph. "Is it a hen-coop you're going to si build? Because if you'll wait until Satur-1 \ day, I could do it for you." "It isn't a hen-coop, and I can't wait until si Saturday," said Janie, shaking the bright- j brown curls out of her eyes. "Here's the 1 tl quarter. And you needn't think, Ralph i ti Parsons, that we are going to call upon you j r again until we've paid something on'the ! ti bill that we owe you already." n She nodded good-bye, and hurried away ' a under the canopy 01 pimc appie-oiosoms. c Ralph looked admiringly after her. h "She's a regular clipper of a girl that Janie fi Rarr!" said he. "If ever I'm able to sup- e port a wife, that will be the one I'd choose." a Light as a thistledown, Jannie hurried back with her precious bundle of shingles, h and the pound of nails in her pocket. "Now I'll show them whether I can mend o the roof or not," said she, as, with a ham- a mer added to her stock in trade, she ascend- v ed to the garret and climbed an odd little b ladder that led out through a rusty trap- t< door to the steep roof. The slant was abrupt, tin; old shingles " were wet with the recent rain, and slippery I with green-moss incrustations; but Jatiie a Rarr was not one lightly to be discouraged, b and presently she found herself neatly bal- <1 anced, with her teet braced against the b broad gutter, one elbow leaning on the roof, j< and the other hand busily tearing away the a old shingles and replacing them deftly with a overlapping rows of new, fragrant wood. j t The click of the hammer, the ring of the [' nails, was like music in her ears. It meant | i that she had saved her mother a bill of P several dollars, to say nothing of mental c tribulations which could not be estimated; p that Mrs. Lepell would still remain with a them, and that she, Janie, had actually ? proved herself of some use in the world. s "I've always wished I had been born a ' boy instead of a girl," mused Janie. "Rut a now," with an exultant glance at the neat I r row of shingles, "1 am not so dissatisfied c with my lot in life." in Suddenly, however, as she sat perched v like a squirrel on the slanting roof, the \ v sound of voices struck on her ear. She paused to listen. la "Three diamond rings! I heard her say i b so herself. In the left-hand drawer of some bureau," said the same accents which half a an hour ago had asked her for charity. s "And no one but a woman in the house?'' "Sure of that ?" said a deeper voice. , 1 "Yes, plum-sure," was the answer. "And | ( I wouldn't wonder if there was other things I 1 for the picking up." it "Come on, then," said the other one; "and step lively. We can't stand here > jawing all day. The door bolted, is it? e Wait a minute; I've got a little joker here that would start any staple this side of Den- (1 ver." t i u *i i i i 11 JlUlie IISHI llMt'lit'u in iMt'iuiiicM nwrror. In sin instant, sis it were, she comprehended | the full danger that menaced Mrs. LepelPs v treasured gems?the three diamond rings o that the hoarder had once told her were worth thousands of dollars. And here was I j she alone and helpless! si Hurriedly she turned over the crisis in a her mind. If she were to re-enter the,'] house by the same way to which she g liad left it, she must certainly meet these : j ruffians, and any resistance which she could offer would be speedily overpowered. But? j s Janie Barr was not one to hesitate long, i While the thoughts yet careered through i a her brain, she sprang from the eaves into j t the blooming boughs of the great cherry-! e tree, which grew so close to the house that !t t ts branches scraped the roof on windy ; larch days. It was a hazardous thing to do for any one j vho was not swift of limb and accurate of ye; but Janie alighted, like a cat in the ork of the tree, climbed lightly down until he reached its lower bough, and thence saped breathlessly to the ground, springing wiftly across the meadows toward Ralph 'arsons' carpenter-shop. "If he is not there," she thought, "some f his men will be." "Janie, what is it ?" Ralph Parsons himself rose up out of the ! reen hedges, directly across her path. "I was drinking at the Ice-Cold Spring." e said, "when I heard your footsteps, j Vhat is it?" She told him as well as she could for exitement and breathlessness. "Come!" she cried. "Oh, do make j aste!" ' He paused only to blow a small willow j /histle which hung on his steel watch-' uard. "That will bring my workmen," he said, j It's a signal we have agreed upon, among | urselves, for just such an emergency as | his. You and Jones, Janie, shall go around > the back-door, Hall and Robbins will ,'atch the front, and I'll go up and settle he fellows." Janie glanced with shy admiration into j is set, determined face. After all, it was | omething to be a man. The little campaign was skillfully conucted. The two thieves were taken red- j anded, the diamond-rings, were delivered uto Janie Barr's keeping, and the ruffians i t*ere dragged to the nearest jail. "Oh, Ralph!" said Janie, when all the ittle crowd was gone, "how can I ever hank you ?" He smiled. "By letting me put on those shingles for ! ou," said he. "I can't!" said Janie, laughing and blush- i ng. "They are put on already. But I'll j iromise you my next job of carpentering." "Will you let me be your carpenter al-; rays, Janie," he asked. "Will you promise ne day to be my wife?" The "words had risen almost involuntarily o his lips as he held her hand in his?the | fords he had so longed, yet dreaded, to : peak. And Janie hung her head and colored ike a carnation, and said "she would see." j And Ralph Parsons knew that he had fon the day. Mrs. Barr and the boarder were alike mazed when they returned home. "Our Janie to circumvent a gang of burgiirs!" said the proud mother. "To save my three diamond rings?" hyserically cried Mrs. Lepell. "But'that isn't all I have done, mother," j aid Janie, laughing. "I have shingled the j oof. And?I have promised to marry I talph Parsons next spring. Upon the | /hole, I think it has been rather an event- I til day, mother, don't you ?" And Mrs. Barr did not quite know what o answer.?Helen Forest Graves. THE TERRIBLE ARM. The building of a railroad through the | Hack mountains, in Arkansas, explained a I uystery which for years was regarded be-1 ond the power of earthly agencies to solve, j Years ago when all traveling was done | y stage coach or private conveyance, the i oad which crossed Black mountains was re- j arded as?he best in the State. At one place j he road wound around through a narrow ass, on each side of which, rising perendicularly for hundreds of feet, was so I arrow that it required quite an experienc- j d driver to go through without striking he walls. This place was nearly so dark | nd gloomy that the traveling public dread- i d it, although no depredation had ever I een committed there, and very many at- ! ?mpts had been made to cut a road by ! nother route, but all the attempts failed, j nd Rock pass still continued to be the gap j trough which the stage was compelled to j ravel. One night, as the stage, loaded with pas?ngers, had gained the dreariest part of he pass, the horses stopped and the driver j ras heard to exclaim, "Great God!" "What's the matter?" demanded the j uperintendent of the road, who happened : :> lie in the coach. "Just come here!" the driver said. "I in't no coward, an' have tit many a man in iy life, but if this thing don't skeer me! hen 1 am willin' to throw down the lines j :> thetirst man that comes along." The sunerintendent got out and in a few | loments he was heard to say, "If I had oom here I'd run twenty miles without topping. Never saw the like in my life. Vhat the deuce do you suppose it wants?" "Money!" came in a voice like a stifled hriek. Every one left the coach and edged along he walls to get a view of the terrible somehing in front. From the middle of the oad arose an enormous arm, with the sleeve urned up. At the end of the arm, in the lost natural way possible, pale, and with subdued glow, the fingers of the hand i losed in a kind of circle, and from the j and came the shriek. Every one was 1 rightened, and the driver who was regard- j d as the boldest man in the country, sat nd shook the lines, so great was his fright, i "I want money," again shrieked the and. "Let us investigate this thing," said one f the passengers. "After we- leave here nd attempt to tell of the adventure, we ron't have anything to tell only that we ecarne frightened and gave up our money 0 something, we knew not what." "I am with you," exclaimed the driver. \ 1 never was bluffed yet by any man, and '11 be blamed if I don't argy with Satan n' feel of his weak points afore I let him luff me. Come on, stranger," and the j Iriver climbed down. The horses were so ( adly frightened that they shook in every ; >int, and the superintendent, having lost j 11 control of his courage, allowed it to slip way from him while he leaned on one of j he coach wheels for support. The two ! nen approached the hand, which lowered j tself to receive them. In the intelligent' iassenger's own words, we wil. give his j xperienee: "The closer I drew to thoapialling thing the more confirmed became ny impression that it was supernatural. ; iuddeniy the hand reached down and ei/.ed me and gave me a shake "hat 1 can j lever forget. Its grasp was cold and sent; chill through me. As soon as released I | etreated as fast as my trembling legs could arry me. The driver was more unfortu-j iate*. 1 Ie attempted to grasp the hand, but cas seized and hurled against the wall with a force that stunned him. Regaining lis feet with much difficulty, he staggered way moaning as though every bone in his ?ody had been broken." Just at this stage of the unholy performnce the hand drew up 'its fingers and houted: "I want money. The torture:! men in lades demand money, and I am their agent, iive me all your money and you may pass. tefu.se and I will hatter your stage coach o pieces against the walls." "How can we give you our money when 'ou shake us and sling us around so?" askd the intelligent passenger. "I will lie on the ground. Approach and leposit your money on my palm and I will lot molest you." "Come, gentlemen," said the intelligent assenger, "give me your money and 1 rill surrender it. I am sure that this is the inly way we can ever escape." Every one yielded and the intelligent assenger deposited the money in the hand s it lay on the ground. Closing its lingers round the money, the hand disappeared, fhe driver mounted the box, the passen-1 ;ers resumed their places and the stage roceeded on its journey. (treat excitement was created when the tory was told in Little Rock, hut many natter-of-fact people were disposed to scoff itthe passengers for their.silly fears. David 'aldron, a well-known blacksmith, ridi-, mled the passengers so mercilessly that here came very near being blood shed. ' Quite a number of the boldest men in town agreed to go back with the stage and investigate the mystery. "Here's a chance for you, Dave," said Captain Lomal, addressing the blacksmith. "I can't leave home," Caldron replied. "I am not afraid, for I don't believe thar's anything the matter out thar, but I've got too much work to do at home, and, 'sides all that, I ain't got the money to spar for the trip." "The trip shall not cost you anything," I the captain declared. "I don't believe I want to go." "You are afraid,"said the captain "You snort around and laugh at others, but when the time for showing your mettle comes you back out like the coward you are. You needn't get mad, for you know you are a coward." The blacksmith, whose courage had never before been disputed, bit his lips and walked away. " ' ' T * -i- ilw. ,? ..A ...!AU uapuun ijomai roue 011 me scat wun me driver. "Tell me," the captain said, "when we get nearly to the place." "We are nearly there said the driver, after a few moments. The captain examined his pistols. "For God's sake," exclaimed the driver, "don't shoot. I tell you the thing, whatever it is, ain't to be fooled with." "Leave that to me," the captain replied. "Hello, what's this?" The horses stopped and the driver whispered, "That's it." The arm arose. The white, phosphorescent hand gleamed with a pale light. The captain, despite the whispered protestations of the driver leveled a pistol and tired. The hand laughed. The passengers got out of the coach and the captain dismounted. "This is certainly very wonderful," he said. "Bruxton what do you think of it?" "I don't know," replied the person addressed. "Never saw anything like it before, and I hope I never shall again." "What do you want?" the captain demanded of the hand. "Money. Your relations in hades are suffering. Your grandfather is urging you to | relieve him. Satan holds his note for fifty i dollars and he will burn until it is paid." | "You are a liar," vociferated the captain. The hand drew up its fingers and laughed, j such a horrible, shrill, shrieking laugh that! old Bruxton turned to one of the adventu-: rers and remarked, "Wish I hadn't come." "Don'tgo near it!" implored the driver. I "Comeback!" but the captain pressed for-1 ward, wnen witnin a iew ieer 01 me nana the captain stopped and turned back, but too late, for the hand seized him. It whipped him against the ground tossed him up and caught him and shook hiin again. The poor fellow yelled and begged his companions to come to his assistance, but paralyzed by fear, they stood seemingly unable to move. When the captain was released he hobbled back to the stage and implored his friends to give up their valuables. The ! hand stretched itself on the ground and Bruxton, after being assured that he would not be harmed, deposited the money in its j palm. Then the hand disappeared. When i the stage reached the next town the villag-! ers were thrown into a high state of excitement. The adventurers would not return by the Rock Pass route, but walked over the mountain. When they reached Little Rock, the captain sought David Caldron, the blacksmith, and apologized to him. The road was abandoned, for people actually were afraid to? go through the pass. Sometimes private vehicles, owned by adventurers, would go through the pass, but never without being stopped by the hand, until a long time afterward, when the hand failed to appear, but the memory of the ter-1 rible arm deterred the stage company from I ever afterward resuming their business as | public carriers. David Caldron would never go to the place. Several years after the excitement caused by the hand he disappered suddenly and every one supposed he had been murdered. Several days ago while railroad workmen were cutting through Rock Pass, they suddenly broke into a cavity. Near the center of the place they found a skeleton under a large rock that had fallen lrom above. Further research discovered a great arm ingeniously made of steel and iron, and here, broken off by the fall of the rock, was an enormous hand of steel. The tin-' gers were jointed, and the thumb was hollow like a speaking tube. Another turn | disclosed a machine, to which one end of the arm was attached. The whole arrangement was a mechanism. By a closer search papers were found in an old poeketbook bearing the name, "David Caldron." Thus the old time mystery was explained.?Arkwvtwt Traveller. HHHBMDnnHBJ Tiie Oil-Spot.?About ten miles to the south of the Sabine River, which forms the boundary between Texas and Louisiana, and about a mile from the shore, there exn tiofufol ?%linn/\monnn L'lmiun tn Qtu'lnrc lOlO IV WtllU.C.l F..V,..VM..l..vr.. .. ?v. as "The Oil-Spot." In line weather there is nothing remarkable to attract the attention of a stranger; but when an angry gale from the northeast sweeps the ocean and great crested waves rise in battle array, this charming natural harbor reveals itself. No visible boundary divides it from the tempestuous ocean around, but within a space of two miles in length the wafers remain perfectft/ cairn, their only change being that they become turbid and red, as though the oil bearing mud were stirred up from below. A broad belt of white foam and towering breakers mark where the mighty waves, rolling shoreward in their might, with all the force gathered in an ! unbroken sweep of 700 miles across the | Gulf, are suddenly arrested and sink down, | conquered and powerless, as soon as they come within the mysterious influence of the gentlest of rulers. Unfortunately this peaceful haven is very shallow; its depth is variously stated at twelve and eighteen feet, so that only vessels of light burden can here take shelter. Hut to these, blessed, indeed, is the change of passing suddenly from the wild tossing of the outer ocean to the wonderful calm of this strange harbor, where the weary crew may rest as securely as though within an encompassing coral reef. Indeed, the stranger approaching this wall of breakers would naturally assume it to be caused by a dangerous reef, and would, as a matter of course, seek safety by steering away from it. We believe that no scientific examination of this so-called Oil Spot has yet been made. Sailors who have here found refuge state that the bottom is of a soft, soapy mud, into which they can easily push a pole to a considerable depth?a mud which, when applied to deck-scrubbing, is found to be exceedingly cleansing.?Popular Science Monthly. In Mkxico.?Mining in Mexico, until Americans or other outsiders came, was carried on in the most nrimitive fashion. A i recent traveler says "that all hoisting was done on the backs of the native miners. The shafts are almost perpendicular, with j notched poles set zigzag, their lower ends resting on shelves cut in the rock. The notches are barely large enough to let the foot in, with the toes of the shoes cut away. With 2(HI pounds or more of ore in a sack ; fastened upon their backs by a strap that | also passes over the forehead, men toiled up ; these poles from mines hundreds of feet deep, depending upon the precarious clutch of foot and hand in these notches. A mo-; meat's dizziness or a failure to reach the i notch with hands or feet would be certain death. Even so simple a contrivance as a hand windlass amazed them, and Mexicans came long distances to set; one, set up by a miner from California. It was sometime before any one dared to use it. Keenness in a man is not always to be taken as a sign of capacity, for it is generally observed most in those who are selfish and overreaching; and his keenness generally ends in that kind of penetration into other people's interests which will tend to benefit ids own. ^HisccUiiueous ftcadittg. II A WAIL BY BLAINE. ti . it THE PLUMED KNIGHT STILL WAIT I SO THE 0 JlLOODY SHIRT. \\ The Defeated Candidate In Serenaded and Ma ken g| an Address?He. is more Venomous than He teas j| duriny the, Days of llee.onsfruction?He. says the )Y Solid South Will Gradually Usurp the J'olltical Power of the Sorth. . tt A large number of devoted personal and political friends or Elaine serenaded him (1) at his home in Augusta, Maine, on the even- jf ing of the 18th instant, as an expression of ^ their personal good will and admiration of tl his conduct of the National campaign. ^ They marched through the streets under the Marshalship of Colonel Frank Nye. When e. they reached Blaine's house, their compli- C ments and friendly regards were expressed 0 in a speech by Herbert M. Heath, of the Kennebec bar. Mr. Braine responded, his ft speech being continually interrupted by s, applause. IIesaid;-> n Friends and Neighbors?The national ^ contest is now over and by the narrowest of .. margins we have lost. I thank you for ^ your call, which, if not one of joyous con- a gratulations, is one, I am sure, of confi- ^ dence and sanguine hope of the future. 0 1 thank you for the public opportunity you give me to express my sense of obli- jj gation, not only to you but to all the Re- r publicans of Maine. They responded to u* my nomination with genuine enthusiasm, jj and ratified it by a superb vote. I count j it as one of the honors and gratifications of a my public career, that the party in Maine g after struggling hard for the last six years p and twice within that period losing the r( State, has come back in this campaign to t] an old fashioned 20,000 plurality. No other ~ expression of popular confidence and es- ft teem could equal that of the people among y whom I have lived for 30 years, and to tj whom I am attached by all the ties that tj ennoble human nature and give joy and dignity to life. After Maine, indeed, along a with Maine, my first thought is always of p Pennsylvania. How can I fittingly ex- * press my thanks for that unparalleled ma- sj jority of more than 80,000 votes? An en- 'NV dorsement which has deeply touched my am/1 iiiKtnk hno nncoihlo 1 norAOCOfl uciii t nnu vviiii^n iia>-3, n pu wiuitj muuiu^u my affection for this grand old commonwealth?an affection which I inherited from p my ancestry and which I shall transmit to u my children. But I do not limit my thanks j. to the State of my residence and the State ^ of my birth. I owe much to the true and 0] zealous friends in New England who work- a] ed so nobly for the Republican party and p its candidates, and to the eminent scholars p and divines, who, stepping aside from their ft] ordinary avocations, made my cause their ^ cause, and to loyalty to principle added the special compliment of standing as my e) personal representatives in the National p struggle. But the achievements of the Republican cause in the East are even sur- |j passed by the splendid victories in the w West. In that magnificent cordon of States p that stretches from the foot hills of the j, Alleghanies to the Golden Gate of the Pa- u cific, beginning with Ohio and ending with ftl California, the Repubiican banner was borne p so lofty that but a single State failed to join j-t in the wide acclaim of triumph. Nor n should I do justice to my own feelings if I Z( failed to thank the Republicans of the Em- , pire State who encountered so many (lis- a couragements and obstacles; who fought p foes from within and foes from without, and who waged so strong a battle that the 0I change of one vofe in every 12,000 would p have given us the victory in the Nation. p Indeed a change of a little more than 5,000 p would have transferred New York, Incli- u ana, New Jersey and Connecticut to the p Republican standard and would have made e{ the North as solid as the South. My thanks S(' would still be incomplete if I should fail c. to recognize with special gratitude that . great body of workingmen, both native and (1) foreign born, who gave me their earnest tj support, breaking from old personal and p party ties, and finding the principles which p 1 represented in the canvass, the safeguard n and protection of their own fireside inter- n ests. The result of the election, my friends, t.( will be regarded in the future, I think, as u extraordinary. The Northern States, leav- c( ing out the cities of New York and Brook- s. lyn from the count, sustained the Iiepubli- ai can cause by a majority of more than 400,- ()l 000, almost half a million, indeed, of the p popular vote. The cities of New York and w Brooklyn threw their great strength and j1 influence with the solid South, and were gj the decisive element which gave to that p f rr*i rvf thr* MiiH'nnnl {4nvrc*rn ment. Speaking now, not at ail as a defeat- ai ed candidate, but as a loyal and devoted 't| American, J think the transfer of the polit- s( ical power of the Government to the South is a great national misfortune. It is a misfortune because it introduces an element , which cannot insure harmony and prosperity to the people,because it introduces in- jr.1 to the Republic the rule of minority. The first instinct of an American is equality? 1,; equality of right, equality of privilege, equality of political power; that equality which says to every citizen: "Your vote is just as good, just as potential, as the vote of any other citizen." That cannot be said to-day in the United States. The IV course of affairs in the South has crushed . out the political power of more than six j?j million American citizens, and has transfer- 1(j red it by violence to others. Forty two Presidential electors are assigned to the ^ South on account ot the colored population, who, with more than 1,100,000 legal votes u have been unable to choose a single elector. J.'; Even in those States where they have a j? majority of more than 100,000, they are de- 11 prived of full suffrage and their rights as 11 citizens trampled under foot. The eleven States that comprised the "rebel Confedera- 51 cy" had by the census of 1N80, seven and a ^ half million white population,;"),.'100,000 col- V ored population. The colored population, almost to a man, desire to support the c| Republican party, but by the system of cruel intimidation by violence and murder, j11 whenever violence and murder are thought a' necessary, they are absolutely deprived of . all political power. If the outrage stopped u there it would be bad enough, but it does not stop there; for not only is the negro population disfranchised, but the power tl which rightfully and constitutionally be- tl longs to them is transferred to the white population, enabling the white population of I1' the South to exert an electoral influence far I)( beyond that exerted by the same number w of white people in the North. To illustrate ')( how it works to the destruction of all fair tl elections, let me present to you five States tl in the late Confederacy and five loyal States w of the North, possessing in each section the id ' < -.1 1. l 1 I., 4U..u.,.,tl. <11 SUIllCIUllIlUCrOl CR'L'UHUI VUll'Ji. 111 I iif nwuIn ~ the States of Louisiana, Mississippi, Ala- di bama, Georgia and South Carolina have in ')( theaggregate 48 electoral votes. They have b 2,800,00(1 white people and overthree million >' colored people. In the North the States of sf Wisconsin, Minnesota, Iowa, Kansas and w California, have likewise in aggregate IS M electoral votes, and these have a white pop- 01 illation of f>,(500,000, or just double the five y* Southern States which I have named. These 1,1 Northern States have practically no colored 1" population. It is, therefore, evident that il' the white men in those Southern States, by M usurping and absorbing the rights of the ()I colored men, are exerting just double the 01 political power of tin? white men in the sl Northern States. I submit, my friends, f|i that such a condition of affairs is extraor- ti dinary, unjust and derogatory of the manhood of the North. Even those who are w vindictively opposed to negro suffrage will al not deny that if Presidential electors are as- lx signed to the South by reason of the negro gi population, that population ought to be per- je mitted free suffrage in elections. To deny fr that clear proposition is to affirm that the at Southern white man in the Gulf States fa is entitled to double the political power of p< the Northern white man in the Lake States, pi It is to affirm that the Confederate soldier Y\ shall wield twice the influence in the Na- T on that the Union soldier can, and that i le perpetual and constantly increasing su-! eriority shall be to the Southern white j lan in the government of the Union. If | lat be quietly conceded in tins generation i will harden into custom until the badge f inferiority will attach to the Northern hite man as odiously as ever a Norman oble stamped it upon a Saxon churl. This jbjeet is of deep interest to the laboring ten of the North. With the Southern Delocracy triumphant in their State and in le Nation, the negro will be compelled to 'ork for just such wages as the whites may ecree, wages which will amount,.as did the jpplies to the slaves, to bare subsistence, qual in cash, perhaps, to .'5") cents per day, averaged over the entire South. The 'hite laborer in the Norjh will soon feel le destructive effect of this upon his own ages. T. 1-1: l .. -I..??!.. JVUJJUUIlUiUlS IlilYe UlUill Iy ncuu IIUUI uiv; irliest days of reconstruction that wages i the South must be raised to the just recmpense of the laborer, or the wages in the .'orth ruinously lowered, and the party ave steadily worked for the former realt. Reverse influences will now be set in lotion and that condition of affairs prouced, of which years ago Mr. Lincoln amed the free laboring men of the North, 'ill prove hostile to their independence, nd will inevitably lead to a ruinous reducon of wages. The mere difference in color f skin will not suffice to maintain an enrely different standard of wages in conguous and adjacent States, and voluntay will be compelled to yield to the involntary. So completely have colored men 1 the South been already deprived by the emocratic party of their constitutional nd legal rights as citizens of the United tates that they regard the advent of that arty to National power as a signal of their j-enslavement and are affrighted because ley think all legal protection for them is one. Few persons in the North realize ow completely the chiefs of rebellion wield le political power which lias triumphed in le late election. It is a portentous fact lat the Democratic Senators who came om the States of the late Confederacy, all, nd I mean all without a single exception, ersonally participated in the rebellion gainst the National Government. It is a gnittcant fact that in those States, no man rno was loyal to the Union, no matter how rong a Democrat he may be to-day, has le slightest chance of political promotion, he one great av ;nue to honor in that seeon is the record of zealous service in the rar against the Government. It is certain? an astounding fact that the section in hich friendship for the Union on the day f trial and agony is still disqualification, nd should now be called to rule over the nion. All this takes place during the fe of the generation that fought the war, nd elevates into practical command of the .merican government the identical men ho organized for its destruction and plung-1 no in + Hlnrv/lioef r.nntnut nf mnfloril -* UO 111 VIIV> W*WVI1V,.JW VVXbV^w Wi ? mes. I have spoken of the South as laced by the late election in the place of ie Government, and I mean all that my ords imply. The South furnished nearly iree quarters of the electoral votes that efeated the Republican party, and they ill step to the command of the Democrats s unchallenged and unrestrained as they eld the same position for thirty years be>re the civil war. Gentlemen, there canot be political inequality among the citi.>ns of a free Republic; there cannot be a linority of white men in the South ruling majority of white men in the North, atriotism, self respect, pride, protection >r person and safety for country, all cry at against it. The very thought of it stirs id*blood of men who inherit equality from ie Pilgrims who first stood on Plymouth ^ock, and from the liberty loving patriot ho came to Delaware with William Penn. t becomes the primal question of Amerim manhood. It demands a hearing and ittlement, and that settlement will vindiite the equality of American citizens in all ersonal and civil rights. It will at least itablish the equality of white men under le National Government, and will give to le Northern man, who fought to preserve ie Union, as large a voice in its govcrnlent as may be exercised by the Southern lan, who fought to destroy the Union. The intest just closed utterly dwarfs the fortnes and fate of candidates, whether sucjssful or unsuccessful. Purposely, I may ly instinctively, I have disctissed the issue nil the consequences of the contest withut reference to my own defeat, without ie remotest reference to the gentleman ho is elevated to the Presidency. Towards itn personally I have no cause for the Ightest ill will, and it is with cordiality nit 1 express the wish that his official ca?er may prove beneficial to the country, nd that his administration may overcome ie embarrassment which the peculiar nirce of his power imposes upon him from ie hour of its birth. At the conclusion of Mr. Blaine's speech e invited the large crowd into his house, nd for nearly an hour an informal reeepon was held, as hundreds after hundreds tissed through the rooms. The greetings ere especially friendly and cordial. HOW PICTURES ARE PAINTED. "Now," said the artist to the reporter, in nswer to a query how to paint pictures, cturt 'if tliti v<irvr liiiirinniii(r vnn must live a canvas anil a pine frame. These irin the ground-work of the picture. The invas overlaps the frame, and is drawn tut and tacked down perfectly smooth, or fear lest the frame should give somehat, you had better have about eight thin ieces of wood, called keys, to tit into the ame and thus keep the canvas always ghtlv stretched. Now you must have a limber of tine camels' liair brushes of asirted sizes and with long wooden handles; palette, as we call the flat glazed board ith a thumbhole and a notch for the hand ?rest easily and retain the brushes. Next, id most important of all, you want some larcoal pencils, and oil paints of various dors. Now you have all the materials uy well regulated painter needs, except 11 easel or frame on which to place your retched canvas at the height most conven'iit to you. "Well, now, let's begin work. Take your larcoal pencil and on the white surface of le canvas trace out as carefully as you can le design which you intend to paint, pre'rving the distances by making the lines envy or light, as you wish an object to apL'ur in the foreground or rear. Of course, hat is known as aerial perspective cannot j delineated so well, for your paints and leir varying shades are needed to fix lese. Now, your lines are in, and you see hat you are going to work at. Don't be 1 t.i.l. #,i,t .1 f.nilHr miint '.111(1 fi v if I ill W 11/ 1 1.11/ UUt (Ir ItlUllJ Ui?v? ?*.% IV I rer again. Vou may have to work for a I \y or more at the charcoal sketch, hut it's I 2tter to have the groundwork perfect than j ?attempt to correct errors when you lay I i the paints. Now take your paints and j [ueeze out of the little cases some colors hich will blend in a faint neutral tint. I tix these on your palette and work in your itlines in these neutral tints. Now' use Dur first colors, looking mainly to the lasses of light and shade, with a general rception of tints. Don't hurry, above 1 things. Now get back from your picture | id examine the general effect. Ten to [ le you'll find something wrong, some line it of place, or some massing that does not lit. Take your brush and correct it careilly, going over the bad place a dozen j mes, if need be. "Well, now you have your picture pretty ' ell under way. So far, all of us work ' jout alike. At this point tfie difference < gins. Some artists, having laid in the oundwork, begin painting the far-olfob- j. ets iirst, and gradually work down to the : out. Of course you understand that I n speaking of the'perspective, and by the i r-otf objects mean those which should ap ar dim and indistinct. You follow my ;an and let's see what the result will be. 'e will first perfect our light and shade, his brings relief in the picture, and gives : you a working idea of what you are after, j When you have covered the whole canvas with broad colors, you have finished the easiest part of your work. The petty but all-important details must be gone through with. "My plan is always to fix in my mind some salient point, and having brought this out in the exact shade and breadth of coloring required to fix that point in just the position I desire, I begin on the next most important point. .So I gradually work from the most important point down. A Iter the great effects have been portrayed to your satisfaction, you find a new stump in your path. You find a little detail here and a small point there that must be touched up and toned down. The harder you work the more you have to do, and itsometimesseems as if the work were almost interminable. You must work for light and shade, and proportion in everything, and very often a tint may not be the one you want. Then you have got to try again. Sometimes I have been forced to try a dozen times on one single little detail before I got anything like satisfaction. Even then the fault against which I have to contend is harshness and coldness. "A painter's genius is very often liable to run him into difficulties. A certain amount of innate talent may be good enough, but hard work is better. Reubens had a fault of always making his women too bulky. His idea of beauty was a large ligure, and in that he was superb, but nearly every one of Reubens' figures are the same. Again, almost every one of the great masters was lacking in finish of some detail. Place them in the nineteenth century and the chances are that they would be torn to pieces by critics. < )ne of the greatest troubles of a painter is a certain?often unknown but always existent?tendency to exaggerate and too highly embellish one part of a picture at the expense of others. A sculptor can go around his marble, proportion each part by measurement, and come to mathematical exactitude, but a painter cannot. "An artist may be misled by his eye or his appreciation, but from his stand-point may -be perfectly correct. A connoisseur sees the work, and without understanding the artist's motive, finds fault. It is much easier to blame than to correct. One thing I want to impress on you is this?be not discouraged by a failure, ltub out bad points, and try and try again until you get them exact. All great artists have built up fame on failures. How long does it take me to paint a picture? Well, that depends. Some work I take hold upon when the inclination seized me exactly, and I will finish a neat piece in a few hours. Other .studies occupy nie a week or a month before I feel satisfied to trust them to public criticism. It usually takes me aday of good, hard work to paint the general effects, and a week to finish the details ready for gla/.ing." SONGS THAT HAVE MOVED NATIONS. Who Wrote Them ami What Inspired Them. The greatest poem of the war was written at Washington by Julia Ward Ilowe, under the title of "The Battle Jlymn of the Republic." It is sung to the tune of "John Brown," and commences, "Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord." Mrs. Howe wrote it early one morning and it is said she penned the lines with her eyes shut. The night before she had been out riding in the country near Washington and her party had narrowly escaped being captured by a party of Confederates. As they came into Washington they sang "John Brown's Body," and the tune kept ringing in Mrs. Howe's head all night. When she awoke before daylight she began to make verses to it, and in the fear that she would forget them she wrote them off, according to a habit she had formed to save her eyes, without looking at the paper. Mrs. Howe is still living and she ranks among the leaders of the Woman's rights movement. Speaking of "John Brown's Body," the tune itself is an old Methodist camp meeting tune and the words were adapted to it by a glee club of Boston in 1861. It was first published atCharlestown, Mass. Capt. j James Greenleaf an organist of the Har- j vard Church, set the notes for music, and a i Massachusetts regiment made them first noted by singing them at Fort Warren in 1861. The author of "Maryland, My Maryland," is a member of the editorial staff of the Augusta (Ga.) Chronicle,and during the sessions of Congress lives at Washington. You may see him iij the press galleries of Congress almost any day during the session. He writes gossipy letters to his paper during the session. His name is James R. Randall, and heisa modest looking, dark eomnloYioned man of 40. He must have I been very young when he wrote that beau-1 tiful poem. His ideas are broader now, and J he is as liberal in his views as any member | of the gallery. "America," was written by the Rev. Sam-! uel Francis Smith in 1832, and it was first sung in Boston on the Fourth of July of that year. Like the "Battle Hymn of the , Republic," it was inspired by a great tune, viz., "God Save the King." This tune is i in use in nearly every country, audit has been ascri bed to 1 landel. The writer of the j words still lives in Massachusetts, and he j says he wrote the song at a sitting. He is now 7(5 years old, and he graduated at Har-; vard in the same class with Oliver Wendell j Holmes. John Howard Payne's "Home, Sweet j Home," was written for opera, and he never got anything for it but his tombstone in Oak Hill Cemetery. It was first sung in I the Covent Garden Theater, at London, and made a big hit. One hundred thousand copies were sold the first year, and by the j end of the second its publishers had cleared : ?10,00(1 from it. Robert Treat Paine wrote "Ye Sons of Columbia," early in lsuo, under the title of "Adams and Liberty," and was paid 8700 for it. Paine was the son of one of the sign-; ers of the Declaration of Independence. He j was christened Tom Paine, but on account | of his dislike to Tom Paine's infidel tendencies, he had the Massachusetts Legisla- i ture change his name, and give him what I he called a Christian one. Foster got ?10,000 for writing "Old Folks I at Home." Crouch, the writer of "Katheleen Mavoureen," received ?20 for the pro-1 duction, and afterwards became a begging tramp while his publisher could have built a brown stone front out of its sales. George P. Morris wrote, "Woodman, Spare that Tree," because the purchaser of a friend's estate wanted to cut down a tree which his K.wl ^rilllUlilllK'i nan );iaiiiviii "Hail Columbia" was written by Joseph llopkinson, in the .summer of 17U8, and it I was first called the "President's March." : It was always sung when Washington car"3 i into the theatre, and one of the objects ih* ) ' writing was the cultivation of a jwtriotie j1 spirit among the people of the ne" Repub- ( lie. It was first put to music V a teacher . at Philadelphia named Roth* ! ' "The Star Spangled Iiar-ier" was written ? by Francis Scott Key "''die watching the < bombardment of Fo^ Mcllenry, in JNU. I j He was in a small vessel among the British ; j ships, and he sa?v his countrymen win the j} victory. Al' through the fight he watched ' anxiously to see if the Hag was still stand- j j ing, looking for it at night by the Hash of ( the lv>mbshells, and anxiously waiting the j i dawning. The song was printed in the < Baltimore American eight days after the ; j battle, under the title of "The Defence of i( Fort ."Mclienry." Ij Many people will be surprised to learn ; that "Yankee Doodle" is not of American | 1 origin. Even the words date back beyond i the days of Queen Anne, and the tune is i still older. In the wars of the Roundheads,: 1 says Commodore Preble, in his book on the j I Hag of the United States, "Yankee Doodle," i: or "Yankee Doodle," was applied in deris-1 < ion to Oliver Cromwell, and Professor Rim-! 1 bait It, a prominent musician of London, < wrote a song directed at Cromwell under t this title, The jingle of these two songs is j i about the same, and the words are not much 1 different. Dr. Shuchburg first introduced the song into this country in 1755, and this was also in contempt of the ragged colonial soldiers. At Concord and Lexington, the British, when advancing to fight, bravely played "God Save the King," and after they were defeated the Yankees, as they watched their retreat, struck up "Yankee Doodle."? "Carp," in the Cleveland Leader. ? 4- ? ? T. J. Mackkv.?It appears that ex-Judge Thomas J. Mackey was a supporter of Blaine and Logan in the late contest and did what he could for the defeat of Cleveland and Hendricks. On November 1, he wrote a strong letter to the New York Tribune, in which he undertook to prove that the Northern Democrats were traitors to the Union during the late war and lent secret aid and comfort to our side. He also held up the Democracy as making war upon rne industries and not the men of the North. Among other things, he said: "I was the chief engineer of the cavalry expedition that moved into Missouri and Kansas, under command of General Sterling Price, in the fall of 1801. It was an open secret in that army that the main purpose of that formidible expedition of 1">,000 horse was to stimulate and support an uprising of the Golden Circle, or Copperheads, in Missouri and Indiana, and it was generally believed among the Confederates that Thomas A. Hendricks was their recognized leader. We would have welcomed him to our camp with respectful salutes. We would have welcomed John A. Logan "with bloody hands to a hospitable grave." Blaine and Logan would have received then actually, what they are now meeting metaphorically, the solid shot of the solid South, which now seeks to conquer not the men of the North, but its industries. Under the free trade policy of the South, which is today the recognized master of the Democracy, that obeys the crack of the Southern plantation whip, the Northern cotton mills would be speedily closed. The South, with its' five millions of pauperized negro laborers can compete successfully with the cheap labor of Europe. Manufacturing cotton in sight of the fields which produce it, Southern mill-owners can defy even "Chinese cheap labor." In the North, "*x ? -! s\r\ 4-H.\A ffnn in jjcniocrilt'y JS suupiy jlcc nunc vviicc*jh ill italics. In the South, they emblazon free trade on their banners in capital letters. Permit me to add that the Democratic party has never ruled over the Union composed entirely of free States, and in my judgment the vote of next Tuesday will prove that the great States of the civilized Aorth do not intend that the hazardous experiment shall be tried now." Our ex-Judge, the champion of the Anglo-Saxon, evidently lost his reckoning this time and miscalculated the chances of victory. ^ ^ Love-Signs in the Face.?People do not generally think of marriage in a common sense way, but unite themselves with any one who takes their fancy. Divorce courts are full of cases based on simple iucompatahility of temper. The nervous temperament should unite itself with the bilious-vital, which is known by plumpness of person, dark hair, eyes and complexion, activity of the nutritive organs, fondness of social pleasures, etc. The features of the face indicate a great deal as to the activity of the brain and the peculiar direction of the faculty. For instance, full red lips, and broad, prominent chin show great strength and ardor in the love element. A narrow and pointed chin is more exclusive and monogamic. The former will usually be accompanied by a broad neck and expanded brain back of the ears, while the retreating chin will be found with a longer, narrower neck. Full, round eyes, high in the centre, are also indicative of honesty and purity of love, while the broad or flat eye is more inclined to be loose in love matters. Low and scowling eyebrows indicate subterfuge and resistance?a disposition to shift, evade and resort to many ways to accomplish a purpose or to avoid difficulties. Projecting eyebrows tell of mechanical skill, a stern nature, with talent for details. Full and finely formed lips bespeak a large heart. The perfect mouth is full, with the upper lip well curved in the centre, and with neither upper nor lower protruding. .Such a mouth indicates love for all that is beautiful and tasty; a whole souled and generous nature, good disposition, strong affections, desire for caressing and kissing, affections both active and passive. When the upper lip is thin in proportion to the lower, it shows that the affections are not balanced. Its possesor may receive caresesaiul kisses, but cares little about giving them. Lips turned up at the corner indidicate mirthfulness. A Word in Season*.?The State is full of negroes who are laboring under vague but distressing delusions?the result or a long series of teachings and preachings poured into open ears by their Republican friends and leaders. Out of selfish reasons they have been kept in a state of alarm, and now when a change of party is about to take place, they think the stories of their leaders are about to crystalize. Ridiculous as their delusion may seem to intelligent people, it is still very real to them. For this very reason great care should be taken during the next fifteen days to remove their foolish fears. Any rash actions or words on the part of the thoughtless would increase the alarm in the country districts, and the cotton fields would soon be deserted in this fine weather. If every white citizen would recall the peculiar circumstances of the case?sudden leap to freedom and the nature of the men who have ever since plied them with falsehoods?they will see the need of prudence and of kind words at this time. The negro will stand to the white man if he can be sure of protection and peace. He is alarmed over a situation that he does not understand because it is both new and sudden. He is in a thick fog, and is cast down. It is both our duty and our interest to see that he is quickly assured safety and protection, including, of coe-"^' all his war-created rights. If ever S??d citizen will take hold of this matte*1** onC?b 1,.,mi h?made hap py unci he will go to work to jarn ft living anil to lend a hand to we*1 carrying on the great industries of tly feouth. We cannot afford to have idu hands about us at this season of the an(l the leading men in each com?-,unlty should endeavor at once to restrain tne thoughtless of the white race and to -eassure the ignorant and deluded vkvims partisan cunning.?Atlanta constitution. ? ? ? Fkrsoxality ix Handwriting.?Persons writing naturally doso without thought regarding the peculiar construction of their writing. The hand operates the pen as it were automatically through the sheer force )f habit, by which all the innumerable personalities are unconsciously imparted to writing. Learners and forgers think respecting their writing, and hence, the more >tiff and formal style of their work; there is wanting the easy, graceful flow apparent in thoughtless or habitual writing. Lines show more of nervousness and hesitancy while the whole construction of the writing is more exact and formal; and, besides, .'very different handwriting abounds in wellnigh numberless habitual peculiarities, jf which the writer himself is unconscious, mil cannot, therefore, avoid. Thus, two ithcr insurmountable difficulties are placed in the way of the forger: First, to observe mil imitate all the characteristics of the writing he would similate; and, second, to note and avoid all the habitual characteristics of his own hand. Habit in writing becomes so fixed and arbitrary (not to mendon the great artistic skill required to ex-, ictly imitate an unpracticed hand), that io not conceive it to be possible for any ore to similate the writing of another, or tg?o lissemble his own writing, in any cons^erible quantity, as to defy detection though i really skilled expert examinationOuniting Room. / / / / j