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1 lewis m. grist, proprietor.| 5|n Judepeitdent Jamitg $jtasp|jcr: Jor the |romotion of the folttal, Social, ^jriculiurat ami dfommereial Jntcrtsfs of the j^oitth. |terms?$2.00 a tear in advance. VOL. 86. YORKVILLE, S.C., WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 22, 1890. NO. 43. XL-LENA MAKES A DISCOVERY. By P. T. BAJEfflUM. Illustrated by H. Q OOULTAUa [Oopyrlfcbt. All rights reserved.] There comes a crisis in the lives of most people when sorrows crowd so thick and fart that there is a dreary satisfaction in the thought that "things cannot be moch worse." Bo felt Edna Urawxora, sitting witn bowed head and shaken nerves, on the train that is bearing her onward to the bedside of her dying father. She bitterly regrets ever having left him, and tortures herself with wild pictures of the sufferings he may have endured at the unscrupulous bands of Dr. Watson. For this man, so inextricably entangled with the sorrow and disgrace that are con* nected with her past life, she feels a deep and relentless loathing. It was through his prosecutions she was forced to leave her father's side, and remembering this, her young face wears an expression of such . intense hatred that it attracts the attention of the lady occupying the opposite chair. This lady had quietly entered the car by one door as Henry Henshall, powerless in the grasp of Detective Burns, was ejected through the other. | |j I * PWwjwl iwMi So felt Edna Crawford, sitting with bowed head. She was dressed in an elaborate light silk gown, totally unappropriate for traveling, and over a dainty little theatre bonnet was pinned a heavy dark veil that completely covered her face. Beneath the veil was the tear stained countenance of Lena Henshall, who had been aroused by the tragic expression of Edna Crawfords face into thinking there was perhaps some one else as unhappy as herself. Two hours before, when Henry Henshall left his young wife for the pursuit of his fascinating ideal, Lena had wandered aimlessly up and down her little parlor, a prey to bitter meditations. Sick at heart from brooding over her husband's neglect and thoughts of a lonely and loveless future, she called Mrs. Smith and announced her intention of passing the evening at the theatre. At the sight of the girl's tear stained face Mrs. Smith wisely held her tongue, but the cynical smile that played abont her thin lips caused young Mrs. Bull nil to feel for her trusted companion a sudden hot dislike. When Mrs. Smith left to make some preparation for accompanying her, Lena threw herself on the bed in a paroxysm of bitter weeping. Her thoughts turned longingly toward her father, to whom she had always gone for advice and sympathy, and with these thoughts came the sudden determination to go to him without delay. She knew that Banker Hartman was then in Chicago on an important financial mission, and summoning a bell boy Bhe procured a time table, and found that with haste she could catch the 8:30 Chicago express. , She thrust a few articles into a valise, and leaving a brief message for Mrs. Smith to the effect "that she had decided to go out alone and not to wait up for her," she stepped into a cab and was soon at the Union depot. She purchased her ticket, securing the only remaining section on the train, and before she had time to realize the importance of the step she had taken she was whirling away en route for Chicago. Lena was suddenly brought back to the consciousness of her position by the porter, who was collecting the compartment tickets preparatory to making npthe berths for the night Edna, who in the haste of her departure had neglected to secure any sleeping section, now found that everything had been previously engaged, and that the only alternative to sitting np all night was an uninviting looking lounge at the end of the car. Mrs. Henshall, who had been attracted by ' the girl's despairing face, stepped forward and offered her the other berth in her own compartment. Edna accepted gratefully, and warmly thanked her unknown companion for her courtesv. As she moved from the seat her foot touched a small, dark object lying on the floor close to her chair. It was a leather card case, stamped with the initials "H. R. H." With a view to discovering the owner Edna opened it, and extracting one of the bits of pasteboard read aloud, "Mrv Henry Rowan Henshall, New York city." "Why this must have been dropped By' the gentleman who spoke to me just as the train was leaving San Francisco," she said. i Lena had grown deadly pale. "The gentleman who spoke to you?" she questioned faintly. "Yes," replied Edna hesitatingly, "a tall, blonde gentleman who has followed me on several previous occasions. This evening he spoke to me and I resented it. A stranger present at the time came to my assistance, and'in the disturbance that .followed this card case was probably lost." Lena Henshall remained silent. Crushed and humiliated by this proof of her husband's duplicity she had not the courage to further question her companion. Her love for her husband was the first grand emotion of her life, and the discovery she had just made filled her with a mad, wild jealousy. When she finally retired for the night it was with the pleasing knowledge that in the berth above her, by her own invitation, lay the girl who was the cause of her husband's indifference, and probably the possessor of her husband's love. How long she tossed about in her narrow berth, wakeful and miserable. Lena never knew. Just as merciful sleep was closing her weary eyelids there came a sudden jar, then a horrid crash, a shriek that rent the air, a blow upon her head that made a hideous glare of light, and then darkness absolute and blessed unconsciousness. * The papers of the following day were filled with the ghastly details of the awful railway accident near B . The names of the surviving passengers, together with a list of the allied and wounded, were published, but the name of Edna Crawford, alias Louise Neville, did not appear in any of these accounts, nor did the strictest and most diligent in l^UUKO 4UWTT OUJ U5UV UU blio WUUI^JJCIC and mysterious disappearance of this young woman. XH?CONCLUSION. By BILL HYE. Illustrated by W. E SPBAGUE. [Copyright Ail rights reserved.] Across the peaceful bosom of the great plains no sound disturbed the night save > now and then when at long intervals the shadowy figure of a coyote crossed an aisle. In the sage brush, and opening his snapping, drooling Jaws gave forth that justly celebrated dletonio scale of his which is so well calculated to call out the goose pirnpies even on the death mask of Methuselah. Even the wind trod softly over the scorched and withered grass, and the well lubricated moon stole in and out among the clouds without a creak, Wth the ex^ oeptlon of Bitter creek, << Xwhich laved its alkali shores In tboxrali pjEEliNG [DEAIa ^ (Jreat ?omposit^ ffovel. THE JOINT WORK OF . H. Ballou, Ella Wheeler Wilcox, Maj. Alfred C. Calhoun, an Dale, Howe & Hummel, Luline Hall, Inspector Byrnes, John L. Sullivan, all Nelson. Mary Eastlake. P. T. Barnum, Bill Nye. tttdes, and bleached still whiter, as the years went by, the snowy bones of those who once Lad sought to invade this great undertaking establishment of nature?this , L ; petnueu uuou ui ccutuuco. Bat what soand is this that gently beats upon the tense drum of the listener's ear? The distant jar and gentle palpitations of a coming train from the westl Sacrcely do we hear this and catch the yellow twinkle of a headlight when another muffled roar from the east and a little crawling light growing rapidly out of the dusk and distance swallow the intervening miles, and in a flash the two screaming, snortiug, panting monsters have met like mail clad giants in a mighty tournament. Come to the bridal chamber, Death! Come to the mother when she feels For the first time her first bora's breath; ' Come when the blessed seals Which close the pestilence ore broke. And crowded cities wail its stroke. Come in Consumption's ghastly form! The earthquake's shock, the ocean's storm; Come when the heart beats high and warm With banquet, song and dance and wine. And thou art terrible. The tear. The groan, the knell, the poll, the bier And ail we know or dream or fear. . Of agony art thine. But to the heart, where love is dead. And hope is kneeling o'er Its bier. Thy face with joy is overspread. And so lights out with bounding tread The soul that only sorrowed here. When Lena awoke with this dull pain in her head she felt certain that she was dead, and was almost tickled to death to think that her sad heart would sorrow no more and that Harry was free; but almost at once came the smell of hot varnish and the slight suspicion of on overdone porter who ought to be turned over. "Great Gawd!" she Boid, as her breath came in brief pants, "the car is on Are. I must go away." To a spectator who might have seen the collision it would have seemed impossible that a living thing could come out of this terrible wreck and holocaust, but ere long a venerable apple worm crawled out of the cool side of a nice eating apple, and seeing that he could be of no further use on board the train came out of the car and slunk awny in the darkness. Soon the cheerful car stove begins to get in its work, and the chaos of broken woodwork begins to burn, at first slowly, then, as the swift winds of the plains catch it, the red blaze leaps oat and .greets the frightened night with a cackling laugh. To go back to Mr. Crawford, at Chicago, with the author is but the work of an instant. When Dr. Watson returned after sending his lying telegram to Edna he found' the house empty and the door locked, the a. ?. j a ali i a snurters urawn uuu everywuug ueseraeu. The raider will ask how he knew that every one was gone when the door was locked and he coald not get in, bat we mnst remember that he was in the hypnotism business, and could do things that other people might consider difficult. Many a time as a boy he had hypnotized a watermelon dog and then helped himself to the luscious fruit. He soon learned that Mr. Crawford had taken his whole household, and with light baggage had fled to the depot. He followed rapidly, and fortunately caught up with the carriage containing the party, for they were "bridged," and had been for nearly an hour. He tried to hypnotize Mr. Crawford. but the old man had shrewdly had himself vaccinated, aud so he was safe. There was nothing for the doctor to do bat to follow the procession, for Crawford bad evidently heard that his daughter was in California, and had resolved to goto her. For some time the doctor argued with the old man, but without avail. He then tried to hypnotize the ticket office into giving him a lower berth, but the agent had been exposed when he was young, and so wasn't afraid of getting it now. Therefore Dr. Watson had to jump hurriedly on the rear platform as the train pulled out, and sleep in the smoking car, with his front teeth resting heavily on his knees, all the livelong night. MR. CRAWFORD. In the drawing room of a pleasant and airv Bleeping car supplied with electric bells and a thermometer was a buffet, the sandwiches in which smelled like lower eight, while lower eight got even by smelling like a corned beef sandwich, and here sat Mr. Crawford and Miss Brown. Below is given a picture of Miss Brown. Her name was Celia Brown, but her friends called her Ceil and Brown with an air of badinace which brouurht a rosv flush and Bweet bright smiles to her fair face. The artist hus happily caught this smile with his little catch-as-catch-cau camera. The picture was originally a full length figure, but owing to the pressure on our advertising space and a note ju6t received from the chief of police we have decided to condense the portrait as much as possible. Briefly, but truthfully and tearfully, Miss Brown made a clean breast of her Borrowful slavery to Dr. Watson, the hypnotist, and on her knees she promised the old man that never again would she give him an opportunity to wield his ghoulish and disagreeable influence over her. MISS BROWN. As the fair head of the beautiful girl rested on his knee, and with trembling fingers he screwed up her Psyche knot a little tighter, so that it could not get muddy as the spirited roadster sped along the track, he thought he had never saw so fair a being, taken all around, as she was. [Mr. Crawford always used the choicest English in his conversation, but occasionally his thoughts were ungrammatical.] "I also have a confession to make, dear One," he said. "Prepare for a piece of information which you can hardly credit, save that 1, who am, or Is, or are, as the case may be. the criminal, tell it to you myself. "Would you believe that I, who am your comrade on this journey, whose face is so refined, so spirituellc, could have taken the life of Dr. Cronin? "Could you believe that I, a professor of religion and a worthy inside guard for two terms in the Littlo Bethel Independent Order of Good Templars, No. 88,702, could have gone under /&tyjf the cover of darkfjy,. \ ness and with a V?*** J bright new clasp V knife cut into the \V$p J nice warm vitals ?' a neighbor, and then, with his hot blood spurting up my sleevo. hacked the dying man to hknbr henshall. pieces, put him in a shawl strap and carried him away to a newer tran. and concealed his dishevelled remains so that the police could not get on to my spoor? "And yet for months this terrible secret has been preying upon my soul. Yesterday while Dr. Watson was uptown it occurred to me that possibly I did not kill Cronin, and so, picking up a paper, I read that another man did it. Following up this germ of thought, I soon also discovered that I was abroad all the year of the Cronin murder. I am now wondering if Dr. Watson has not been wielding an unholy influence over me which the delightful climate of California and some light stimulant like rye whisky and opium may overcome." A quick Bob came from the bowed form before him. "Oh, Ephraim, thank God. You may be able to prove yourself innocent after all," she said. She had never called him Ephraim before. He stooped and whispered a few low, passionate words in her ear. Her head bent lower and a quick flush of shrimp pink bathed face, neck and shoulders. It was but the work of a moment for Ephraim to call up a sleepy but clerical looking man in upper Ave, also in pajamas, who quietly slid down to the drawing room and in the presence of the sleeping car conductor and porter made the two man and wife. AFTER THE WRECK. And what of Henry Henshall, the hero and artistic ass of this stcryf Leaving his art to shirk for itself, and ikni Ua Un/1 nMAm Inn/1 AM + Vt n 4 LUXLtiiig tuab lie uou piuuitocu uu uuau very day to paint two largo barns for a party in Oakland, be fought madly for a place on the train in order to follow an unknown flaxen haired fiddler, who did not care a cent for him or his art. Henry Henshall was not a bad man, but he needed some great calamity or severe concussion to jolt a little sense into him. That was all. Life had been too smooth with him. He had painted several portraits of Beatrice Cenci, which had been accepted by tho family and paid for, yet. after all he needed something that would almost kill him, but not quite. This would, the doctor thought, knock the talents out of him, and give him an ambition to do as he agreed and pay his debts. Snch an episode was in store for him. JTor, by a strange fatality, this train he rode apon a few nights later (although Mr. Barnum. by a slight oversight, which is perfectly pardonable in a man who has a large amount of stock to feed and water and bed down and take care of nights, places the accident on the first night out) crashed into the train which brought Mr. Crawford west in search of his child. On that fatal night Edna placed her violin in her berth, where it could not get overheated by the steam pipes, and then, letting down her angelic hair till it fell about her slight figure like a halo of molasses candy, she looked so sweet that the porter thoughtlessly swallowed a pillow which he was holding in his teeth as hey up the step ladder and plunge into "V her couch with a I *<* MU glad cry. I i oy^e She soon stuck \?y . her head down AJr Into Mrs. Henshall's berth, how- \ . ever, and said ten- 'J \ derly: ( "My dear friend, \f&J> ' I do not know l> -C*'" why, but I think I - am going to die," EDNA Crawford. and she thoughtlessly quoted some lines from the deathbed scene in which Little Eva gently glides up the flume at 13 a week in an "Uncle Tom's Cabin" company. "I have saved quite a little fortune from my popular appearances before the public, and I wish you would give it to my father if Idle." A quick sob came from the lower berth occupied by Mrs. HenahalL It was hers. She made It herself. "Nay, nay, my dear," she said,"if eyether die, let it be I?or me, if that sounds better. Oh, let me diel" With that she moaned piteously, like a person who does not feel welL "Yes, dear lady," said Edna, handing her a crocheted purse containing $8. "This will lift the mortgage on the old farm and wipe out the personal indebtedness of my father. I am a poor, persecuted girl, followed at all times by either a wild eyed hypnotizer who is out of a job, or else a spitz whiskered artist who barely earns enough by kalsomining to follow me about like a mutton headed Nemesis all the while. I shall die content, dear lady. Good night." I cannot go to any great length to describe that horrible night. It was a wonder that one human being came forth alive from the terrible wreck?and awful hell, I was going to say. Henry Henshall was Btruck on the head by a fresh train flg, and for a time lay unconscious, but the smell of his burning f MAtinAtKi tinrl V* A rrnf 11I\ fift/1 nuuacio (uuu^cu u&uit (iuu no ^uu uji auu went out of the car. MRS. HENSHALL. Strangest of all, the blow had cleared his intellect and knocked the laudable pus out of his mind, as it were, and "Lena" was the first word on his lips. The awful picture seemed to bewilder him a moment, and then he set to work. From the window of a burning car a white and beautiful arm extended through the broken window. On the hand, though spotted with bright scarlet splotches, he recognized his wife's wedding ring. ? With a cry of agony he dashed into the crushed and burning wreck, and just as the flames were beginning to creep upon her be jumped from the hungry flames with hie fainting but happy wife in his arms. Again and again he blessed the happy blow on his head which had cleared his vision and made him see how near he came to losing a good, true and desirablo wife. Lena's hair turned snowy white, and is so yet, but she makes a beautiful matron, a kind mother and a good wife to the cashier of her father's bank, Mr. Henry Henshall, who has a signature now worth $250,000 in his own individual right. Edna was never fully recovered. Aside from the hinges of. her violin case, her re mains were never rounu. 1 hated to write this, but I am not here to be sentimental. I must be truthful. Iler money was used, or a portion of it at least, to relieve her father's indebtedness, and with the balance was founded a conservatory of music In Boston. Dr. Watson was pinned to the wreck by the ear and slowly scalded to death. Bofore he died he said he was sorry for what he had done, but yet with his last breath he tried to bite a preacher who was praying for him. lie was a low creature. He was a disagreeable person, and his death utterly failed to cast a gloom over the community. Mr. Crawford and bis bride returned to Chicago and remained there quite awhile. They were very, very happy indeed. Mrs. Dr. Watson went on the stage and did well. She receives good wages, and also got $35,000 insurance on her husband, whose lifo she had insured the year before. With this money she bought two beautiful dresses, which she now wears on the stage and which make a great hit. Mr. and Mrs. Henshall are real happy all the time. Henry is a good provider and Lena can construct a cake which will make one's hair curl. They have a good deal of company come to see them, and almost without exception each one says on going away, "We have had a real good time." poaI(Ehutchp5tot| REV. JOSEPH ALEXANDER, DA)~ A MISSING PAGE TO HISTORY'S SCROLL RESTORED. THE 8T0EY OF A HEEO'8 LIFE AND LABORS. Rev. Dr. English, in liis Address at Bollock's Creek, Tells of the Life Work of a Faithfhl Man of God-The Pioneer Preacher, the Sturdy Patriot and the Able Preceptor of Statesmen. "One soweth and another reapeth." So runs the old proverb, and most gloriously was it fulfilled in the golden harvest of souls gathered by the apostles as the long-delayed fruits of the labors of prophets and martyrs; so that our Lord could truthfully say: "Other men labored, and ye are entered into their labors." To-day is this saying again fulfilled; for as a church, and as a people, we are reaping the seed sown by our fathers? "The (jreut of old ! The dead but sceptered sovereigns who still rule Our spirits from their urns," many of whom sleep in unknown and forgotten graves. It is for the purpose of doing honor to the memory oi one of these faithful, but almost forgotten laborers, that we have assembled to-day in this Elace, where, a century ago, a lionearted soldier of the cross toiled and strove until death claimed its own. "Would that we could recount in rle tail the story of his toils and his triumphs ; but alas! the storms of a century have well nigh obliterated the tracks of the sower, leaving only the results of his labors to tell of his arduous toil. ^ Of the nativity and early years of Joseph Alexander, we know but little. As the Nile watered the fields of Zoan, and none could tell whence it came, so he appears in history as a dispenser of blessings, but with his origin wrapped in oblivion. Tradition, his traits of character and his name, alike proclaim the fact that he was a "canny Scot." What more fitting name for a Scotch Presbyterian than Alexander, reminding us as it does, by its Greek form, of their Greek-speaking kinsman of Galatia, from whom the Scotch doubtless received the gospel. Tradition makes him a Pennsylvanian by birth, and it is not unlikely that he belonged to the family of Alexanders who settled on the banks of the Susquehanna, whence some of them migrated to Mecklenburg, along with their neighbors from York, Chester and Lancaster, who settled and gave names to the Corresponding counties in South Carolina. When he came to manhood he entered Princeton college, then under the presidency of Jonathan Edwards, who doubtless made his impress on his plastic mind. While there, he was destined to come in contact with another prominent figure in the Presbyterian church, for, during his last year, President Edwards having died, Samuel Davies, of Virginia, the Chrysostom of America, was placed at the head of the institution. In 17(50, being then about twentyfive years of age, he was graduated. Now again, for seven years he disappears from our sight, but they were doubtless years of preparation for his life-work, for in 17G7 lie wa's licensed to preach the gospel by the Presby-/ tery of New Castle. /-" In answer to a Macedonian eryj from the South, Licentiate Alexan-I der, with others, was sent by thd synod on a missionary tour. Would1, that we could follow him in this thev first of his many preaching tours, but there are but few foot prints by which we ean trace him. Samuel Davies, the gifted and lamented president of Princeton, died at the age of thirty-six, but a few months after the graduation of young Alexander. Jean Holt, who was his second wife, with her little daughter Esther, returned to her old home in Hanover county, Virginia, and no doubt young Alexander made it con Yemeni, art uu juui nv\t nwuuinuiU) iu travel that way and renew his acquaintance with the widow of his his former president and her daughter, the latter of whom was scarce twelve years of age when he left college, hut who was now about nineteen. Whether or no the acquaintance was renewed in this manner is a matter of conjecture, hut this we know, that ahout this time he married Ksther ]Javies1 who thence forward was the companion of his labors, and now sleeps by his side in yonder cemetery. What was the precise extent of this first missionary tour, it is now impossible to say. With five others, he was directed by the synod to journey through Virginia, the Carolinas and Georgia for six months or more, hut the probability is that he did not proceed further than upper South Carolina ; but even there his stay must have been very brief, for on the lltli of October of the same year, he presented to the Presbytery of Hairover testimonials of having been licensed, and of his having accepted a call from Sugaw (or Sugar Creek, as it is now called) with a recommendation from the Presbytery of New Castle for bis ordination. If our supposition as to the place of his nativity be correct, it will be seen at once how natural it was for him to settle at Sugar Creek, since those who composed that congregation were, in part, his old neighbors and kinsmen in Pennsylvania. lie was ordained at a meeting of Presbytery at Buffalo, Guilford Court House, INorth Carolina, March 4th, 1708, and in May of the following year was installed pastor of Sugar Creek by lie v. David Caldwell. Of this, his first pastorate, but little is known ; even the length of it being a matter of conjecture. In May, 1770, the very next year after his settlement, seven ministers, including himself, were cut off from the Presbytery of Hanover, and erected into the Presbytery of Orange, having under itsjfeare a large gart of "North Carolina,? all of upper outh Carolina, and all of Georgia. , It is more than likely that the ilUCUO \JX UlllO UAl^UUCU 11C1U OU DDll^U his soul within him that he could no longer give his whole time to a limited pastorate, and that about this period he began those evangelistic tours which embraced all upper South Carolina, from Waxhaw on the east, to Ninety-six and Abbeville on the west, and which resulted in the organization of several churches, among thgm Nazareth and Union. \ ./At one time, while engaged in this ' work, he was on the point of settling not far from Glenn's Springs, between Nazareth and Fair Fojest, then regarded as the ultima tl>?le of civilization, but for some reason he altered his purpose and settled in Bullock's Creek congregation, about two miles southwest of this place. According to the generally accepted account, this church was organized in 17G9, by Revs. Asel Roe and John Close, two missionaries from the synod of New York and Philadelphia, but there is another tradition, not without probability, to the effect that these two men, as early as 17G5, organized Beersheba one week, and Bullock's Creek (under the name of Dan) the following week, and that these organizations were effected in connection with protracted meetings. At all events, these two churches were at first closely united, and ministered to by the same pastor, whose circuit was "from Dan even to Beersheba." nJL Tradition has fixed upon the year 1774 as the time when Dr. Alexander began his labors as the first pastor of Bullock's Creek. Often before had he ministered to these people in his evangelistic tours, but now, with his family, he came to dwell among them and to give them that careful overnrv/1 mrV*inK Anltr o anf aiiu liaiiuu^ ?niui tv o^ir tied pastor can give. s Would that we could picture tne field as it lay before the eyes of this man of God! Broad acres, untouched by the plow-share, and still clothed with virgin forests, once the happy hunting ground of savages, wno were now slowly and sullenly retiring before the steady advance of the sturdy pioneers; here and there a clearing like a scar upon the fair face of nature, with a settler's rude cabin upon it, linked to its neighbor by a bridle path through the forest. Here, in this central spot, gathered these early settlers for the worship of Godj whenever in his providence a( minister came among them. j How different in appearance thosof assemblies from this gathered hero to-day! One has described the man4 ners and dress of these primitive' settlers thus: "Hunting shirts, leggins and moccasins adorned with buckles and beads. The hair was clubbed and tied up in a little deer skin or silk bag. At another time they wore their hair cued, and rolled up in a black ribbon. Again it became a custom to shave off the hair and wear white linen caps with ruffles around. The women's dress was long-eared caps, Virginia bonnets, short gowns, long gowns, stays, stomachers, quilted petticoats, and high wooden lieels." Another says: "The ladies were chiefly their own merchants, milliners and mantua makers. They wore hats and wranners of their own manufacture. The men were clad in knee-breeches and long waistcoats, and low crowned and broad brimmed hats, and in summer usually appeared in church without coats. They always came either on foot or on horseback. No carriages encircled the place of worship, and it was common for young men and women to walk four and five miles to church." Here, in this fair and fertile valley, the tide of the Scotch, the ScotchIrish and Welsh immigration from Pennsylvania met a similar tide from the seaboard, and hence the people amongst whom he had cast his lot were for the most part Presbyterians; but the piety of even Scotch-Presbyterians is not apt to flourish without the means of grace, and when we call to mind the fact that when he took charge of this field,Rev. John Simp-> /son, who was preaching at Fishing [ Creek and Bethesda, was perhaps the only Presbyterian minister in the \ territory now embraced in the presbyteries of Bethel and Enoree, we friay well imagine that it was an arduous work that lay be/ore him. Coming to this field in the very prime of life, with a large and varied experience, he girded his loins about him and went to work with a will.. Where the congregation worshiped before his coming is uncertain, Dut securing the grant of a tract of six hundred acres of land, a building was erected not far from the spot where the present building stands, and there in "the old log church," as it was called, he preached the gospelpreached through all the long and dreary years of the War of Independence, and the years of poverty and distress that followed?preached until his powers of body and mind were exhausted, and then, after twenty-seven years of earnest and unremitting labor, on the 27th of March, 1801, he resigned his pastoral charge. < In 1800, in recognition of his high attainments as a scholar and his eminent services as an educator, the honorary degree of Doctor of Divinity was conferred upon him by the South Carolina college, he being the first, or among the first, so honored by that institution. / " He remained without a charge for eight years, spending his last days among the people he loved so well, and whom he had served so faithfully ; and then was laid to rest in this burying ground, his people, after the primitive fashion, marking his grave with a plain slab, with the simple inscription so in keeping with his life: IN MEMORY OF REV. JOSEPH ALEXANDER, 1). I)., Died jui.Y .'50, 1809, Aoicu aiiout 74 Years. I hiving taken tins rapiu survey 01 his life, let us turn again and view him in some of the various phases of that eventful life. Let us view him first as a patriot. Liberty belongs to the very genius of Presbyterianism. Calling no man master, and bowing the knee to none except the great head of the church, Presbyterians have ever resisted attempts to usurp the crown rights of Jesus Christ. But civil and religious liberty ever go hand in hand; for the same principle that leads to the rejection of the bishop in the church, equally forbids the king in the State, and hence Presbyterians have ever been foremost in the struggle for civil as well as religious liberty. In the dark days of 1G38, when Charles I attempted to force upon Scotland, Archbishop Laud a'd his Romanized Episcopacy, in defiance of his proclamation, GO,000 Presbyterians assembled in Edinburgh, and after a solemn fast, led by the aged and venerable Earl of Sutherland, signed the National Covenant, spread out on a tombstone in the churchyard of the Greyfriar's church?some adding to their names the words "till death," and others opening a vein and writing their names in letters of blood. That solemn covenant, renewing their former covenant, and pledging themselves before God to resist unto the death all encroachments on their God given rights, was the visible beginning of English and American liberty! In later years, when the descendants of the same men came to America, seeking that perfect liberty they had vainly sought at home, they were alarmed to find that British tyranny reached ev< n to these distant shores. Not only was their civil liberty threatened, hut what most alarmed these American Presbyterians, was the claim made by the government of Great Britain that the Established Church of England was also the established church of America. Says a writer: "The apprehension of danger to the religious liberty of the country was not a feverish dream of imaginary evils. It was pvfin letter founded than the aDDre hension of danger to our civil liberties from the claim of the British parliament to tax the country. They claimed it as a right that the support and extension of the Episcopal church should be made a national concern It is is true that American Presbyterians were never oppressed by the ^sactual support of the established church, except in rare instances, just as they were not oppressed by the paltry tax on tea ; but in either case it was the right claimed that evoked their stern opposition. It is not surprising, therefore, to find that when the struggle came, Presbyterians, almost to a man, espoused the cause of liberty, and especially was this true of the ministry. Mr. Reed, of Philadelphia, the grandson of Washington's military secretary, and himself an Episcopalian, says: "The part taken by the Presbyterians in the contest with the mother country was, indeed, at the time made a ground of reproach, and the connection between their ; efforts for the security of their religi-1 ous liberty and opposition to the op- ; pressive measures of Parliament, was \ then distinctly seeni* A Prestifyterian loyalist," he adds, "was a thing unheard of." Another writer of that period says: "You will have discovered that I am no friend to the Presbyterians, and that Ifix all the blame of these extraordinary American proceedings upon them." It was the Presbyterians of Mecklenburg, who, on the 20th of May, 1775, met in the hall of Queen's Museum, in Charlotte, of which Alexander was the founder and first presi' dent, and drew up the famous Mecklenburg Declaration. Again in 1776, when the Declaration of Independence was under discussion, and the rinnfinnntiil nrmorraeu1 woo wnvprimr VWMVI..VM VV/4.b* WW while libertylxembled in the balance, there arose a venerable patriarch, his head white with the frosts of years, and while every eye was fixed upon him, made a memorable speech which secured its adoption. It was John , Witherspoon, the venerable president of Princeton college, and the foremost Presbyterian minister of the country. (. York county was largely PresbyI terian, and consequently intensely f Whig. Bullock's Creek, Beershe'oa, Bethel and Bethesda were strongholds of rebellion, and stood like grim sentinels upon the four corners \ of the county, so that no Tory was \safe on the east side of Broad river. v We need not be at a loss to conjecture where Joseph Alexander, with his Presbyterian principles and Covenanter blood, would be found in the deadly struggle. He was a Whig of the most pronounced type, and from the time when the first faint mutterings of the storm fell upon his listen-, ing ears, until the echoes of the last gun had been drowned in paeans of victory, he spared no efforts and sac- j rifices in what he deemed the sacred 1 cause of civil and religious liberty. Prevented by his lameness from bear- \ ing arms, as many of his brethren did, he rendered more efficient aid in other ways. The tremendous influ-y ence wielded by him in upper South/ Carolina, by reason of his command-! ing talents, his official position, his' nminnnf otul nio nirifla on VllllllVli 1/ OVA V lV^vu| uuu tuo tr 1UV C*V- ) quaintance, was unstintingly exerted in this great cause, and often, in the pulpit and out of it, was his fiery eloquence brought under tribute to picture his country's wrongs ana to rouse his countrymen to a more desperate resistance. . In 1775, when the Council of Safe^ ty sent Drayton and Tennant into the back country to arouse the people, they came to his house, and mounting his horse, he went withj them from place to place addressing! the people and rendering mosteftl-i cient aid. \ * In the dark days of 1780, after the fall of Charleston and the defeat of , Gates at Camden, tradition tells of a , 1 meeting at Bullock's Creek of the pay Itriots of York, Chester and Unioru IThequestion was whether they should ;give up the seemingly hopeless coiv j test and try to save their lives ano\ the pitiful remnant of their property ' by accepting the terms offered by the British, as so many had already done, or whether they should fight unto the death. At that meeting Joseph Alexander was a prominent speaker, and under his eloquent and patriotic appeals, those hard pressed men resolved to make one more desperate attempt. The result was King's Mountain?a battle fought mainly by the ScotchIrish Presbyterians, led by officers of the same stamp, five .of the most prominent of then) bein^ Presbyterian elders?a battle which proved the turning point of the struggle, and the first in that series of disasters to British arms in the South that culminated in the surrender of Cornwallis at Yorktown. All honor to the noble patriot, who in the darkest hour of his country's need, stood in the breach and dared to scoff at failure! So great was his activity that he bes-camo particularly obnoxious to the tories, ana tradition tens us mat it J was a common sight to see the frail, , lame man of God limping into bis pulpit, rifle in hand, while the hoys and the few men that were left, stood guard as he preached to them the gospel. During those days of border warfare, Alexander's house became a hospital, and there many a sick or wounded patriot was nursed hack to life again. There he nursed cases of small pox, and himself was taken with the disease. Thus did this man of God, true to the traditions of his fathers and the promptings of his own genorous nature, cast in his lot with his countrymen, and it is a matter of congratulation that he lived to see some, at least, of the fruits of his labors. Let us next consider him as an educator From the days when Calvin planted an academy hard by his Genevan church, down to the present day, the Presbyterian church has ever l>een a patron of education. Hetherington tells us that at the very formation of the Scotch church, "It was considered as imperatively necessary that there should be a school in every parish for the instruction of youth in the principles of religion, grammar and the Latin tongue; and it is was further proposed that a college should be erected in every notable town, in which logic and rhetoric should be taught along with the learned languages. * * * * In {Scotland the kirk and the school have ever stood side by side." Inheriting such traditions, the zeal of our ancestors in matters of education is not surprising "f Of the Presbyterian women of this Piedmont section, the historian Foote says: "An education?a knowledge of things human and divine?they prized beyond all price in their leaders and teachers, and craved its possession for their husbands and brothers and sons. 'Bring me this, or be brought back upon it,' said one as she gave her son a shield to go out to battle. These Presbyterian mothers gloried in the enterprise and re ligion and knowledge and purity of their husbands and children, and would forego comforts and endure toil that their sons might be well instructed, enterprising men. * * * * With many, and they the most influential men and women, the desire of knowledge was cherished before a competence was obtained, or the labors of a first settlement overcome. "Almost invariably, as soon as a neighborhood was settled, preparations were made for preaching the gospel by a regular stated pastor; and wherever a pastor was located, in that congregation was a classical school." We find an Illustration of these 'remarks in the educational labors of Alexander. When he came as pastor to Sugar Creek, he found, under the shadow of that church, a classical school. We say found it, but unless there is an error in the dates given, he himself established the school ana made it famous before his licensure. At all events, when he came as pastor. he became its principal, and/ under his fostering care it becam^a power in the land. * With the help of other influential Presbyterians, it developed into a college, called "Queen's Museum," and located at Charlotte. This college was chartered by the Colonial legislature of North Carolina, and Dr. Alexander, its real founder, was its first president; but it had two many Presbyterian^ connected with it to meet the intolerent notions of George III, and he disapproved of it, but it was again chartered in 1777. under the name of Liberty Half?*'1 y^But it is of Dr. Alexander's work at 'Bullock's Creek that we wish now more particularly to speak. The condition of affairs at the close of the war was deplorable indeed. A book was a rarity, and Mrs. Judge Nott relates how she learned her letters from Locke's Essay, and was vtaught to write by forming her letters on the ground. y Under these circumstances, Dr. fAlexander, in 1787, opened a school at his own house?not a primary school as we might have expected; but the most famous classical school that has ever existed in upper Carolina?a school which, in the estimation of one who has specially investigated the matter, and who is competent to judge, has no equal in this section even in this enlightened century. The boys, who a century ago made these woods ring with their shouts, or to echo their Greek and Latin, have long since passed away, and none are left to tell of their school-boy experiences ; but from the description of a similar school of that period, we may get nn idea of the "daily routine. "The blast of the horn at day-break was the signal to rise, perform their ablutions and dress. Another signal at sunrise summoned them to roll call and prayers, after which they went to their studies. At eight o'clock they were dismissed for breakfast ; from nine to twelve they were brought together for study. After an intermission, study hours began at two and continued until five, when they were again dismissed with rollcall and prayers." With tne exception of a school in Laurens, taught by Dr. Abner Pyles, there was probably no other grammar school at that time in upper South Carolina, and in a few months after the opening of this infant seminary, yqung men flocked to it from all tne/ surrounding counties. j The course embraced Latin, Greek, moral philosophy and mathematics. It would be interesting to note how many prominent men received here their training, either in whole or in, part. Among them may be mentioned Andrew Jackson, afterward^ president of the United States; Wm. H. Crawford, of Georgia, afterward a candidate for the same office; Governor Johnson, of South Carolina, who in after years delighted to speak the praises of his old preceptor; Judge Smith, of Yorkville; Isaac Sadler, the poet; besides a long list of ministers, such as Rev. Samuel B. Wilson, a native of York county, and afterward a professor in Union Theological Seminary, N. Y.; Dr. James McElhaney, of Virginia; Rev. R. B. Walker, pastor of Bethesda; Jno. B. Davies, of Fishing Creek; Thomas ? T 1 YT LIU iseeiy, 01 l'urity; jonn neinpimi, the father of Hon. James Hemphill, of Chester; Robert M. Cunningham, Geo. Reid, and many others. The school was not only academy and college, but it was a theological seminary as well, and here, under the direction of Dr. Alexander, several ministers received their theological ^training. A such esteem was his work held, that in 1797 the legislature granted a charter for a college, to be located at Pinekneyville, and to be called Alexandria college, as an acknowledgment of his distinguished services, *as recited in the act granting the charter. For some reason the plan was never carried into execution, and perhaps not long afterward, by reason of increasing infirmity, Dr. Alexander gave up the school, and was succeeded in its conduct by Rev. Geo. Reid, who, after a few years, removed it elsewhere. It should be at once a rebuke and a source of inspiration, to those who now tread this soil consecrated by the blood and labors of those who sleep in yonder cemetery, to call to mind the fact that Bullock's Creek was once a centre of light and civilization for upper South Carolina; that those who tilled this soil counted learning and religion as above all price; and that this place was the Mecca of Presbyteriauism! The lapse of a century has made wonderful changes in the appearance of the country; in your dress, your houses, the comforts and conveniences of life; but has it made any improvement in your intellectual condition? l)o you place as much value on education as your fathers did ? It is to be feared that so long a time has elapsed since these once classic groves have heard the sound of Latin and Greek, that they would be startled at the sound thereof! Let Pu dock's Creek recall her glorious past that her light shall again illumine the darkness of the land! l>r. Alexander was a patriot and an educator, but above all he was an ambassador of Jesus Christ, and to this all else was subsidiary. As already intimated, he was a man of commanding talents, and in accordance with the time-honored, Godhonored policy of the Presbyterian kn ln'n^cnlf fnr I CI 1 U1UI1 j 11U piC|JtUCVt iuiiioviA ava work by si most careful and thorough intellectual training. Though like the great apostle to the Gentiles, insignificant in bodily appearance, yet none ever charged him with being "contemptible in speech." His forcible and animated delivery, rendered more attractive the strong meat with which he was wont to regale his hearers, and he was a preacher much sought after, and his services were in great demand at the stated communion seasons, once the occasion of great gatherings in all the churches. A volume of seven sermons, published by him in 1807, reveals the fact that he was an eminently scriptural preacher, a single one of those sermons showing, by actual count, no less than fifty-five passages of Scripture quoted. He was, from the beginning of his ministry, a pioneer, and strove like Paul "to preach the gospel not where Christ was named lest he should build upon another man's foundation." liis first settlement was indeed in an established church, but the sight of a ripening harvest in virgin fields, enticed him away, and pointed out to him his great life work. When at length, with his growing family, he settled here as the first pastor of Bullock's Creek, a most difficult task confronted him. Since the first settlement of the Broad river valley in 1750, a whole generation had grown up without the means of grace, save as they were ministered to, from time to time, by some passing evangelist, but by earnest, persistent and consecrated efforts, he soon gathered about him a congregation of worshipers, to whom he broke the bread of life. Nor were his labors confined to his public ministrations. Jt was his custom to go from house to house, conversing with heads of families, instructing the youth and children, and uniting with them in prayer for the Divine blessing. At stated intervals he made appointments at different points in the congregation, when he examined both old and young in their knowledge of divine truth. His work was eminently blessed, and when, 1801, he resigned his charge, he reported a membership of 85 communicants, having baptized 11 o /I iilfo n *> /-I >7^0 in n 4-l* o tki ha ^AflfJ iv\a uuuiiocuiu. MKJ iiixaiiio?a KUC icouiinr ny to the strict attention paid to the dutjr of infant baptism. >But his labors were by no means ''confined to this church, for besides occasional visits in every direction, he served in connection with this church, at different times and with more or less regularity, Beersheba, Salem, Union, Fish Bam, Duncan's Creek and Nazareth, the last named church having opened a bridle-path to this place for n is use. Pie was also virtual pastor of P'air Poorest up to 1794, baptizing their children, ourying their dead and marrying their young people, for which last named purpose he was accustomed to meet them on half-way ground, where the ceremony was performed. Dr. Alexander continued to preach even to old age. One who remembered him in his later years, described him as a little old man, whose mind had become in a measure enfeebled; his voice weak through age and the loss of his teeth, wearing upon his head a white linen skull cap. It is probable that his powers had failed, to a considerable extent, before he gave up his pastorate, and this may account, in part, for the "want of interest and harmony" among his people, which he assigns as the reason for his resignation. He was held in high esteem by his brethren, and the following resolution was adopted by his presbytery after his death: "Resolved. That the death of the Rev. Joseph Alexander, D. D., who departed this life on the 30th day of July last, brings to our lively recollection the sense we entertained of his great usefulness in planting many of our churches, and 111 devoting forty or fifty years of his life to the propagation of the gospel in these Southern States." Who can rightly estimate the results of his life! Reaping what he has sown, we do well to recount his labors, to revere his memory and to perpetuate it on enduring stone; but it is not here that we are to seek his monument. Sir Christopher Wren, when laid to rest in the great cathedral of St. Paul's, of which he was the architect, caused to be inscribed on his tomb : "Si monumentum requiris, circunispice." And if you would see his monument to-day. | you must pass within the veil ana 1 look upon the souls redeemed unto God by his faithful ministry. There /you will behold his monument. A f monument far surpassing this, and | one that shall endure while the ages of eternity shall roll! THE NEGROES IN COUNCIL. A Conference of Colored Men Meet in Columbia and Endorse Haskell for Governor. *" " Jr The conference of negroes, called "to counsel together upon their moral. intellectual and political interest," \m'et in Columbia on Wednesday last. There were sixty-five persons present, twenty-three from Richland county, pnd the others from Abbeville, Barnwell, Beaufort, Berkeley, Charleston* {Clarendon, Colleton, Lexington, INewberry, Spartanburg, Sumter, ^Marion, Fairfield, Georgetown, Kershaw, Florence, Laurens and Orangeburg. Tne convention was presided over ;by J. W. Morris, of Columbia. ! The chairman appointed committees 011 Address, Resolutions, Education, and the Advisability of endorsing the Haskell State ticket. At 2 o'clock p. m. the conference took a recess and re-assembled at 5. \The committee on education was the ' irst to report. The report declares ;hat the great needs and demands of he black people are full and compete instruction in the rudimentary /branches, and thus prepare the foundation 011 which to build a superstructure that will last for ages. It advocates a better public school system, and respectfully urges upon the Authorities to give the colored people lbnger terms, and in all places where available, let the graded school system prevail. The report was received and resolutions in harmony with its recommendations were adopted. The committee on resolutions presented and read the following paper: Whereas, the political situation in this State is at present very complicated, and in some respects delicate; and whereas, the Democratic party is divided and has two tickets in the State. Therefore resolved : 1st. That we do not deem it wise, prudont or practicable for the Republican party to put a ticket in the field. 2nd. That in regard to the Haskell movement, while we believe in good government, and a just and impartial administration of its laws, and while we believe that our rights, privileges and interests would be best conserved by the element represented by the Haskell movement, yet, taking into consideration all the circumstances, we do not think it wise or practicable to endorse said movement, but to leave the matter with the State executive committee, feeling sure that the wisdom and discretion of said committee will decide for the best and highost interests of all concerned. 3rd. That wo do not desire social equality, nor demand political supremacy as a race, but as citizens of this State and of the United States v/o do demand an impartial administration of the government under which we live, and a just and fair share in the administration. 4th. That we condemn the bitter partisan feeling and rashness which tend to engendor and stir up strife among the races, without conducing to the interests of either race. Objections were raised to the report as presented, and a lengthy discussion ensued in which the relative merits of Tillman and Haskell, as viewed by the different speakers, were freely canvassed. One speaker, Rev. R. Carroll; of Orangeburg, spoke in opposition to the negroes voting for eitner Tillman or Haskell. He said the Democratic party is now divided, which is all the Republicans desire, and to vote with either faction would only be grasping at a snuuuw. On putting the question, the resolutions were unanimously adopted. T. A. Saxon, of Laurens, from the committee on the advisability of endorsing the Haskell State ticket, presented the report ol the committee, and declared that Judge Ilaskell expressed his sentiments exactly when he said no party's will or race terror should prevent him from doing what his conscience dictated. [Applause.] He had been strongly urged by friends not to take sides in this matter, but he was not working for selfish ends, but for the good of the State and his race, lie read the committee's resolution, as follows: We, the committee, to whom was referred tho very important duty of considering the advisability of endorsing tho Ilaskell State ticket, beg leave to submit the following report: After having considered this important subject committed to us, after looking at tho subject from every reasonable standpoint, wo have decided not to endorse either of the contending factious of the Democratic party. This report likewise elicited a lengthy discussion, the speakers advocatin?or opposing the final clause. Tlie discussion was ended by J. E. Iiayne, of Berkeley who offered the following substitution for the final clause, which was changed to read: "Resolved that we recommend the no(iroes for the betterment of their condition to vote the Haskell ticket." The question was put and the chair decided that it had been carried by an oral vote. The result created much excitement, and the conference was a tumultuous scene for fully five minutes, a dozen men protesting against the passage of the substitution and claiming that the negative side of the question had not been fairly put. The chairman refused to recognize anyone, and finally the angered delegates quited down, and the secretary proceeded to read an address. He was so frequently interrupted that to quiet them J. J. Durham advised that the question be again put. Several others followed in the same vein, but the chair held that the question had been fairly put and decided. Finally the chair reput the question, and it carried by a very large majority. A wild scene of excitement followed, but the chair pvpnlnallv unnpoivWl in nniatinn VTVllVMirnj >JUVVVVV4V\A A 1 * VlUiVWIlt them. The reading of the address was then begun. The address declares that: "The real duty of the negro is to do whatever is in his power to overthrow every scheme and plan of the demagogues and politicians opposed to the genera] interest of the whole people, and of course both races. This convention, now assembled, has no other motive than to advise and discuss dispassionately wfiat it conceives, in common with the better classes of both races in the State, ' to be the course each should take, regardless of race or politics." The address then denounces the action of the late Republican State convention in deposing E. M. Brayton from the State chairmanship as the work of demagogues controlling the ring, and that such action did not- represent the will and wishes of the party. It then declares that the Republican party up to this convention existed practically in the few or many office-holders under the national government, and that "an immediate change ought to obtain." The address continues: "It is commonly spoken on the streets and in the newspapers of the State that the negroes were anxious for a split in the Democratic party, knowing that a split would afford them a splendid opportunity to capture the State out of the hands of the present rulers, and thus plunge it into ruin and degradation. The gentlemen who hold that view and promulgate the same do not voice the sentiments of any negroes in the Republican party. There is no class of citizens anywhere in the United States that are more interested in pure and good government, natioual and local, than the negroes. They do not want control of the State. They only ask fair play in the legislative halls, in the judicial departments and in the executive branch of the government. If, in short, the real and ideal principles of the original Hampton government of '76 are carried out faithfully, the negroes would bo contented under the circumstances. It should be remembered the negroes nave a record in inis country that is sacred to them and they are proud of it, and to it at all times and under all circumstances now they refer." By invitation, E. M. Brayton appeared before the conference .and made a speech. At the conclusion of Mr. Brayton's \ speech. Murray, of Sumter, denounced the action of the chairman in refusing to accord him a hearing on his question of privilege as ungentlemanly and unparliamentary. He also denounced Brayton, in whose interest he declared this conference had been called, said its principal object was the split the garty in 1892, and he appealed to the members of the conference not to allow themselves to be tied to Brayton's coat-tails. Prof. Morris gave the lie to the statement that the conference had been organized to break up the party. The point of order being raised and sustained by the chair that Murray's personalities were out of order, that obstreperous individual took his seat amid loud cries for Braytoq. The conference then, on motion of Prof. Morris, at 11.45, adjourned sine die. ENORMOUS CHECKS. Speaking of this sixty thousand dollar check which the Winans boys gave Latrobe for his legal services, says a writer in the Boston Globe, reminds me of a story of Jay Gould which I have never seen in Drint. It relates to the purchase of the Missouri Pacific railroad, which Jay Gould bought of Garrison. The road was paying good dividends and Garrison was not at all anxious to sell! Jay Gould asked him what he would take for his property, and his reply was: "Two and one-half million dollars." "That is too much," replied Gould, "and I can't give it." "Well," returned Garrison, "you / don't need to take it if you don't want / to; but I will teli you that the price / of the road will be three ipillion dol- J lars to-morrow." Gould laughed and went away. The next day he called again and offered two and one-half million dollars for the road. "You can't have it," replied Garrison. The road is now worth three million dollars." "I won't give it," said Gould. "I am not anxious to sell," replied uarrison, "ana 1 uom care wneuier you take it or not. But by noon tomorrow the price will be three and one-half million dollars." The result was that Gould waited over until the next day and paid three and one-half million dollars for the road. The largest check given in this country was that given by Gould to Thomas Allen for. the Iron Mountain. He paid two million dollars for it and he handed Allen a check for that amount upon his acceptance of his offer. Allen looked at the paper that represented this vast sum and said, "Isn't this a good deal of money for one man to have in one bank ?" "I don't know," replied Gould; "perhaps it is?let me have the check." Allen then handed the check back to Gould and he handed it over to his office boy saying: "Here, boy, take this check to the bank ancKhave the cashier certify to it." And the boy went out and did it. Enough to Turn the Hair Gray.?A printer well known in Atlanta, had an experience during the past few days which he is likely to remember. Like many a better man he got hard up in Birmingham last week. He wanted to come to Atlanta, so he crawled into the first vacant stock car he saw, and as it was night, rolled into one corner and went to sleep. lie was awakened in a little while by a lot of mules which were driven in on him. "Scared ? Well I think I was," he says in telling the story. "But I wanted to come, and I thought I could pacify the mules so they would let me alone. I soon found that wouldn't work. They eyed me suspiciously, then bit at me and kicked me until I began to realize that there must be a change or my last days had come. I made up niy mind to ride one of the mules. I tried one and was promptly landed aerainst the ton of the car/ Then another and another with the same result. The fourth one was docile, and on the mule's back I rode for a day and a night. It was the most horrible ride anybody had ever experienced, and you need not wonder at my hair turning gray."?[Atlanta Constitution. B&~ At the corner's inquest on the the body of a Massachusetts woman who was drowned in a well, the husban testified: "I saw her when she f leaned over the curb and tumbled in, y/ and I was going to help her out, but/*^ just then J saw the cow among cabbages and I thought I'd drh^Ger j out first. Mary orter knoy^nuff A to hang on till I got thera?_ jfl SS?" There is an Ind^^hief named Thomascat. S j