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I ? % * ISSUED TWICE-ArWEEK?WEDNESDAY AMD FRIDAY. l. m. grist & sons, Publishers. } % |[amitg |)eu:s|j;i|)cr: ^dflor the promotion of the political, Jsocial, Jfjricuttural anil Commercial Interests of the South. {""moKlrons ?m?? ??t?! i'* VOLUME 41. YORKVILLE, S. C., WKDNESDAY, AUGUST 38, 1805. KUMUKT* 57. - A DESERT CU17 B7 MABY B. BTIOOEY. [Copyright, ISM, by J. B. Llpplnoott Company.] CHAPTER XI. r Thanks to that opportune use of the telephone, it was but a little after 9 o'clock when the team rattled across the bridge at Big Cow creek, and Nelsine, like a wraith in her white gown, came flying down from the house. "Edith, is it really you? Oh, you dear, dreadful girl! What a fright you have given us I How could you do such a crazy thlngr x was sure you woum u? lost, and I was perfectly frantic. When Mrs. Campbell came and told me, I didn't know what to da 1 simply walked the floor and wrung my hands." She had the girl in her arms now and was laughing and crying together in a joyous excitement which filled Edith with dull surprisa She had not guessed that she had such a place in Nelsine's heart "Hugh camf back only a few minutes ago, and whei I told him what you had done he almr*; swore. He did indeed. He wanted to start right off after you. You would 1 iwe met him bad you been five minutes late:, but I insisted that he should have supper first He had been in the saddle all day, you know, and who oould say where and when he was going to find you?" Edith stood still, staring dully toward that open door of the bunkhouse, where a light glowed feebly. "I have brought the doctor, it Is not too later'' sne nau whispered, a choke in her voice. "And this is the doctor," cried Mrs. Ellery, extending her pretty hand, with a beaming smile which made that impressionable young man her slave from that hour. She was gregarious to her finger tips, this lady of K 6 ranch, and in her hunger for society of some sort it was questionable whether she would not have beamed with that same ravishing smile had she been called to weloome the devil himself, hoofs, horns and all, but this happily the charmed man now gratefully pressing her small hand oould not have guessed. "Dr. ?" she went on interrogatively glancing at Edith for the introduction which had been forgotten. "My name is Wright, Mrs. Ellery," the young-man said, with a glance of such frank admiration as he had never dreamed of bestowing on the yonnger lady, wnoee listless aigmcy anu preoccupation he had indeed found somewhat oppressive. Hngh Ellery had come ont from the boose, for the moment monopolized by Mr. Blythe and Tom Tregent, who were full of eager questions as to the lost horses, and now, while Mrs. Ellery went on to greet these others, he came over to his sister, a note of earnestness in his laughing complaint 'Wall rOTflriithiv unealrinc. von are a nice girl!" giving her a little shake, his hands resting caressingly on either shoulder. "Flying off on a wild goose chase across a country where even the geese fairly require a oompass to keep to the right oourse. To 6ay nothing cf taking chanoes on your own account sufficient to warrant a straitjacket, here you have deliberately spoiled the best appetite I ever had in my life. Don't you know, you heedless girl, that every time you start a man's heart to beating out of the normal you are deliberately driving nails in his coffin? And what right have you to out short a good brother's days in this fashion? What have you to say for yourself?" "Oh, her actions speak louder than words," laughed Mrs. Ellery, affectionately olasping the girl's cold hand. "She has brought the doctor to counteract all ill effects?that is, if it is really a true as you live doctor," she added, with a laughing glance at him. "It is by no means clearly fixed yet in my mind, I must confess, for how Miss Ellery could have managed to letch you so soon without the aid of magic is something which I shall have to have explained to me later. I will try to restrain my curiosity, however, until you have had some supper, for you must all be starving. Do oome right in." "Rnf. Katb 4a ncVofl T^r_ Wright, somewhat nurprised at this unprofessional greeting. Edith stood still, her eye6 fixed with a glanoe of terror upon that open door across the lawn, behind which an ominous silenoe seemed to reign. She knew Nelsine too well to imagine that even death, if it robbed her of none of her heart's dearest, oould long depress her lively temperament. With a sound digestion and not too much feeling, Nelsine could always be comfortably philosophical as to the ills which did not touch her personal happiness. "He is? dead!" the girl hoarsely exclaimed, clasping her hands oonvulsively together. "He may be dead?drunk, if one may be pardoned for saying so," laughed Hugh amusedly. "I think little of the venom aotually got into the ankle. Naturally the stocking absorbed some of It, and, happily for poor Brown, we have a heroine on the place"? "Artalissa! Only fancy!" cried Nelsine, who dearly loved to tell exciting news herself. "She deliberately puthor lips to the wound and sucked out tlie poison. Was it not heroic?and disgusting?" "But nothing could have been more sensible," put in the doctor appreciatively. "She was in no danger. The poison of serpents is innocuous in the mouth unless there should happen to bo some cut or abrasion, and I dare say the presence of mind of this person saved the man'8 life." "With the whisky which they have been pouring down his throat all day," added Ellery, laughing carelessly. "Would you like to take a look at him before supper, doctor? I dare say there is nothing you need do, and it will not detain you long." "Oh, let's go and shake with him anyhow, poor old cuss," put in Blythe, with affectionate interest in his sometime comrade, promptly leading the way toward tho bunkliouse. "And so it was Artalissa who saved his life," remarked Edith, with a queer staccato burst of laughter, as she followed Nelsine into the house. "It was horrible! It made me fairly sick, "returned tho other, glancing back, with a shudder, "but then"?she admitted tentatively, "it was grand in its way. I should hardly have thought her oapable of it" "There are times when we are capable of anything,'' muttered Edith moodily, sinking into the nearest chair. ' 'Oh, how tired I am! I am simply dead!" "Vnn vyt donr ohilrl!" fcenderlv re -,vw rww*t ? f moving her hat "To think of your doing saoh a thing merely for one of the men! Bat it was just like your impulsive unselfishness. Self preservation has nothing to do with the laws of your nature. You would let yourself be burned at the stake without a whimper if it seemed to you your duty. You are the most generous, self sacrificing"? "Oh, don't!" murmured Edith miserably, covering her face with her hands. "Oh, don't!*' murmured Edith miserably. "I am a fool, an utter fool, and I only wish the fool killer would appear at the door this minute." "You are an angel, only human enough to be half starved and all worn out," rejoined the other soothingly. "Sit right there, dearie, and don't move until I bring you a oup of tea." "I don't want anything. I cannot eat," the girl listlessly protested as Nelsine bustled about arranging a dainty little supper. "They gave me such a lunch at Cameron's. They opened all the canned things they had on the place, I think, but I could not eat. I was not hungry." "Then don't dare to offer that as an excuse for not eating now, you unreason- . able woman. Do take some tea at least, dear," holding ont the cnp, with a glance of tender coaxing. "Of oourse you must be half dead." "And to think that I might have spared myself all the worry and all that wild goose chase, as Hugh calls it; to think that while I was flying across the country, merely proving what foolishness I could be capable of, Artalissa was quietly saving the man's life by the Bimple magic of common sense! When I think how wild I was?and all for nothing?ah, it is such a joke, Nelsine, is it not? Did you ever hoar of anything funnier?" laying back her head and laughing in wild morriment until hysterical tears were pouring down her cheeks. "Oh, why don't you laugh, Nelsine? Such a ioke!" "Poor girl! It may become a serious joke for you if you don't eat something. You will make yourself ill, Edith," tenderly stroking her hair as she stood over her. "Try to be oalm, dear." "Oh, I am calm as a summer's morning. And I am waiting to hear all about it I want all the details of the joke. What did he say when she saved his life in such romantic fashion? Did he fall on his knees and cry, 'My preserver, my preserver?' What should one say when one's life is saved? So far as I remember, I said nothing at atL " "So far as I know, the horse trainer said no more," replied Nelsine dryly, yet hoping perhaps to divert the girl from her unnatural hilarity. "To tell you the truth, whether it was boozinees or embarrassment, whatever the cause, I thought the fellow behaved rather shabbily. But men take everything for granted when women are in love with them. I presume he will bo graciously pleased to reward her devotion by allowing her to lay down the rest of her life fnr him and I shall have the small sat isfaction of saying, 'I told you so,' while I am looking up another girL " "Without doubt What oould be more proper? It is only a pity that I oould not have known, so that I might have brought a minister instead of a doctor. Perhaps they will allow me to send one back from Cheyonne tomorrow. " "Tomorrow I What do you mean?" cried Nelsine, with a startled stare, for the moment oonvinced that the girl had taken leave of her senses. "I told Mr. Blytho that I would go back with him. He will be taking the doctor back to Hereford City tomorrow, you know." " But for you to think of going with him! Why, Edith, my dear, dear girl, whut can you mean? Surely you are not"? "Oh, don't you see?" peevishly interrupting the storm of expostulation ready to issue from the other's parted lips. "I was going in a few days anyway, and this will save you the loner drive to Hereford City. With all the trouble > about the horses, I am sure Hugh will i regard the opportunity as fairly provi- | dentiaL A day or two longer here would hardly count for much against such a < saving of time and trouble, and?you ? will but waste breath to oppose the ( scheme, Nelsine, for I am perfectly de- j termined upon going. " There was that j in her tone which showed she meant all ( she said. 1 "Well, perhaps you are right," ad- ] mitted Mrs. Ellery reluctantly, as though | yielding to the inevitable with what < grace she might "But with so much . happening at once?oh, dear, what will < come next?" "Oh, don't make it a serial story, to , V>? enntinned in onr next. " cried Edith, , laughing rather crazily as she gathered up her hat and gloves, moving toward her room. "It will be like the core of the little boy's apple, Nelsine. There won't be aav next " TO BE CONTINUED NEXT FRIDAY. ^rtiscrltiutcous Reading. GONE TO SCHOOL. The baby has gone to school, ah, me! What will mother do, With never a call to button, or pin, Or tie a little shoe ? How can she keep herself busy all day, With the little "hindering thing" away? Another basket to fill with lunch, Another "good-by" to say, And the mother stands at the door to see Her baby march away; And turns with a sigh that is half relief And half a something akin to grief. She thinks of a possible future morn, When the children, one by one, Will go from their home out into the world, To battle with life alone, And not even the haby be left to cheer The desolate home of that future year. She picks up garments here and there, Thrown down in careless haste, And tries to think how it would seem If nothing were displaced. If the house was always still as this, jiow couki sue ueitr lue iuiiciihc.v) ; JOHN' LIEOHTON WILSON. i i An Interesting Volume Interestingly Re- | viewed by an Able Reviewer. For the Yorkvllle Enquirer. ( M KM OIKS OF REV. JOHN LEIOHTON WIL- ] SON, D. I>., MISSIONARY TO AFRICA, AND SECRETARY OF FOREIGN MISSIONS. By Hampden C. DuBose, D. I)., Presbyterian Committee of Pub- J lication, Richmond, Va. Pp. 33G. 31.50. When, at the opening of the Synod of South Carolina, in Yorkville in. 1890, Dr. DuBose delivered a memorial address on the life and character of Dr. Leighton Wilson, many who heard t he address felt that the speaker would ( render a lasting service to the church and to the cause of religion by giving . it a more permanent form. The vol- c ume before us is the outgrowth of that c address. Though writteu by a busy t missionary, for the most part while c journeying from place to place, with t less tnan nours 01 nome worK aevoted to it, there is no evidence of any lack of care in its preparation; and while the author modestly claims only to be "an editor, not and author," yet he shows himself here, as elsewhere, "a workman that needeth not to be ashamed." We can all imagine that this work \.as a labor of love. Intimately acquainted with Dr. Wilson from his boyhood; powerfully impressed by his earnest and consecrated spirit; himself a devoted missionary, and sustaining a most intimate relatiou to him while secretary ; he could write "cou amore," and with full appreciation of his subject. The book is an interesting and inspiring one; how could it be otherwise with such a subject ? Dr. Wilson was not a brilliant man, but what was infinitely better, an eminently useful one; and it would be exceedingly difficult to find in modern times one who has done more lasting good in the world. For more than 18 years he did heroic service as a missionary in Africa. Graduating in the first class that went out from Columbia seminary, he and his youthful bride went out as pioneers to that dark continent, and we may catch some idea of the hardships connected with such an undertaking when we call to mind the statement made in this narrative, that with the exception of the wife of a missionary who came to their home from a passing vessel aud died there after an iilness of three weeks, Mrs. Wilson did not see the face of a white woman for five years. Two years after their settlement at Cape Paliuas they had the pleasure of welcoming a missionary and his wife who had been sent to share their labors, but in one short mouth they had bur- t :, .1 u u ?a I1 lt'U UUl/Il Ui LIK'lJi , el 1111 lllUSU Wliu \ joined that mission during the first 16 s years of its existence, one half died f shortly after their arrival. Although his fellow laborers were t: falling by his side, and though he was r himself often stricken with the deadly ( fever, yet I)r. Wilson decliued a fur- n lough, on the ground that his return t would endanger the mission, and re- o tnaiued in that deadly climate 12 a years before returning to his native n land. c While the direct fruits of his labors li were by no means small, it was as a a pioneer that he rendered the greatest ? service to Africa. He traveled up and jdown the coast for 2,500 miles; 1: explored the adjacent interior, gather- n ing a vast amount of information as to % the country and its inhabitants; reduced two languages to writing,prepar- s ing grammars and lexicons, publishing t a number of books and teaching the a people to read ; established two sue- f cessful missions; was instrumental in a suppressing the slave trade ; and then ifter 18 years of unremiting toil, returned home in impaired health. Upon his return he was chosen as jne of the secretaries of foreign missions, and held this positiou until the outbreak of the Civil war. That he icquitted himself well in this station, s attested by the remark of Dr. Uharles .Hodge, that "vr. Jjeigniou Wilson was the wisest man in the Presbyterian church, and had more of ;he Apostolic spirit than any one he jver knew," and when he came South it the outbreak of hostilities he said : 'Our wisest man has gone out from us." Great as was the work done in his iarlier years, perhaps the crowning work of his life was that done in the riper years of his life in the Southern rhurch. He took part in its organiza;ion in 1861, and it was no doubt argely through his influence that from ;be very beginning of its existence the missionary banner was unfurled to the >reeze though girdled by a sea of fire. When the war cloud passed away, eaving only desolatiou in its track, he iddressed himself to the seemiugly lopeless task of repairing the wastes. Eminently qualified for such a task, he jroved to the Southern church what Jhaltners was to the Scotch church in ;he Disruption. But after all, the work ,hat absorbed every power of his being was foreign missions; as he himself jxpressed it: "My little universe is roreign missions." That no mistakes * * i - * i ~ a 4 _ r ivere maae oy mm in me couuucl oi .his great and most difficult work will lot be asserted, but that he was emilently qualified for this work, and that le gave himself to it without reservaion, no one can deny. For thirty and :hree years he bore this great burden if responsibility, and then like one tvhose work was finished, returned to ;he quiet of his home to await the :all of his Master. Get the book and "ead it, and you will find it a good investment; full of interesting matter ; itirriug your religious emotions, and nciting you to a nobler life. Put it nto the hands of your children, and et them learn that the way to be 3reat is to be good, and to 110 300d. T. R. English. Hampden Sidney, Va., Aug. 21, 1895. BLACKSBURG BUDGET. in Improvement In the Working of Pnbllc Roads?Meeting at the Baptist Church Closed?Baptisms by Immersion?Baneball at Grover?Skilled Workmen for Lockhart Shoals Factory?Marriage of Cassidy-Brlggs?Payment of Insurance Policy to Mrs. Rufus Hardin?Telephone Exchange In Operation?Personal Notes, 'orrefipondence of the Yorkvllle Enquirer. Blacksburg. August 27.?Yester lay was road-working day on several if the public roads leading into our own, and if the character of the work :ompares favorably on all of them with hat done on the one I passed over, ?ur highways will be in very good londition for the fall and winter travil. The section of road referred to is hat from Morgan's bridge to Blacks>urg, and the overseer is Mr. John iVilson. The old ditch across the oad, which was not only a discomort, but an actual source of danger o the vehicle and its occupant, has >een discarded, and, instead, the ditch s run parallel with a high and wellounded roadbed, and carries the waer from both sides of the same. What ve still need and what will no doubt :ome in due time, is a certain amount if grading and eutire macadamizing if our public roads, and although they nay not be such grand and lasting nonuments of an enlightened age and rountry as the great highways which ed to Rome, yet they will certainly ie a wonderful source of pride and :omfort to?us, and a splendid heritage o leave to the coming generation. The meeting at the Baptist church :losed last Thursday, and the several :onverts who joined during the revival, vere immersed on Sunday night in the >uptistry of the church by Rev. Mr. 3ailey, their pastor. The rite of bapism was also administered to 18 perons at Moore's mill pond. Buffalo :reek, on Sunday last; 13 having oined at Buffalo, and 5 at Mount Parau :hurches. The meeting at the lutter shurch is still in progress. On Wednesday last, a game of basemil was played at Grover by the 'Lightweights" team of Blacksburg, tud the Grover nine, in which our soys were victorious. Ten skilled mechanics and raachinsts from Saco, Maine, passed through lere on Wednesday, going to Lockhart shoals, for the purpose of placing the nachiuery in the large cotton mill vhich has been erected there. They topped at Mr. J. W. Thomson's On Thursday, about 4 o'clock, p. o., at the Iron City hotel, Miss Maoie Briggs, of our town, and Mr. Charles Cassidy, of Charlotte, were ; mited in holy .wedlock. The officiaing minister was Rev. Mr. Winecolf, ; if the Presbyterian church. The ! .flair was a very quiet one, the cere- , nony being witnessed by only a few i hosen friends, and the happy couple ; eft very soon afterward upon the .fternoon train for tde home of the room. The bride was one of our lOpular and highly esteemed young adies, and the best wishes of her oauy friends for her future happiness ;o with her to her new home. The late Rufus Hardin who was hot by Logan Gibson, and died from ! he effects of the wound, two weeks I .go, was insured about two years ago | or $1,000. Yesterday the State | gent of the company paid to Mrs. < Hardin, widow of the deceased, the full ? mount of the policy, lacking $22, which amount was due the company for the last premium. The telephone is a fixed institution of our town. The system has been completed, and the central office located at the Iron City hotel, with Miss Helen Briggs in charge of the switchboard. At present only 15 phones are in use ; but the board has a capacity of 30, and it is probable that they will all he take up very soon. Mr. M. M. Freeman and family left on Friday for a visit to Mrs. Freeman's relatives and friends in SpringCaU "YT n rrt nf Y" nrlKonn tnwnc ueiu, auu umti iiuiiuuu wtiu^, The same day Postmaster John M. Guyton, went to Washington, D. C., on official business. Judge Wm. H. Armstrong, of Philadelphia, who was one of the original project ors, and is a stockholder in the Caloric Reduction and Sulphuric works at this place, is spending sometime at Cherokee Inn. Mrs. D. S. Brown and family returned on Saturday from Statesville, N. C., where she has been visiting the family of her brother, Mr. Gregory, for the past two weeks. w. a. A MYSTERIOUS TRAGEDY. A brief statement of the shooting of Mr. Samuel Leroy Davis, at Rock Hill, last Thursday morning, appeared in a portion of Friday's issue of The Enquirer. We did not hear of the tragedy until after the paper had gone to press, and were only able to print a bare statement of the fact that Mr. Davis had been shot. The unfortunate man died on Thursday afternoon, and the Rock Hill Herald, of Saturday, contains the testimony that was given of fV*o nnrnnor'c inntipcf. Mr. Davis was a citizen of Bethel township and had been married about a week before to his cousin, Miss Mamie Evans, of Rock Hill. The bride was very unwell at the time of the marriage, and up to the time of the shooting, was still too unwell to attempt the journey to her husband's home near Zeno, in Bethel township. The testimony is to the effect that Mr. Davis was in good spirits on Thursday morning. He ate a hearty breakfast, and during the meal talked interestingly with Mr. Marvin Evans, his brotherin-law, on the comparative merits of steam and electricity. The shooting occurred within a quarter of an hour afterward in the bedroom of Mr. Davis's wife. The testimony of Mrs. Davis was as follows : "I am the wife of the deceased. This morning my husband got up as usual, dressed and went to the breakfast table with the other members of my mother's family. I was not well and did not go to the table. Immediately after breakfast, my husband came into my room. There was a pistol lying on the bureau belonging to my brother, Willie Evans. It had been there for sometime. Mr. Davis picked up the pistol and came to the bed where I was lying and sat down on a chair and commenced to examine, or fool with it, his right side being toward the bed. He was apparently engaged in mak mg an examination 01 'it, or soiiieining 01 that kind. While he was doing this, I started to get tip. My wrapper was lying near the bed. Just its I turned towards it and started to pick it up, the pistol fired and Mr. Davis fell over across the bed. I was not looking at Mr. Davis at the moment when the pistol went off. I suppose the pistol was usually left on the top or about the bureau in this room. There was 110 one in the room when the pistol was fired but my husband and myself. My mother had just gone out of the room. When Mr. Davis fell over 011 the bed, I screamed and mother rushed into the room. This is all I know about it." The testimony of Mrs. Evans, mother of Mrs. Davis, was practically the same as that of her daughter. The testimony of Mr. T. A. Lee, grandfather of Mrs. Davis, goes more into details. It is as follows : "T was at the home of my daughter, Mrs. E. C. Evans, at the time the pistol was tired, lie married my grand-daughter a short while before; but she had been too unwell since the marriage to go to his home. Mr. Davis had been to his home a time or two since his marriage. He returned to Rock Hill, Tuesday, and was stopping with Mrs. Evans, and intended to take Tiis wife to his home just as soon as she was well enough. This morning Mr. Davis, while at the breakfast table, sat near me and talked about matters as usual. I remember that he and my grand son, Marvin Evans, were talking about the use of steam and electricity. Mr. Davis appeared to be in usual health and spirits. Mrs. Davis was not feeling well and did not get up and come to breakfast. I think her mother carried breakfast to her after we had oaten. After breakfast I wont into my room and built a fire for my wife, who was also in the house. While we were sitting by the fire, I heard a pistol shot; but I could not make out in which direction. It sounded like it was under the house; but hearing Mrs. Davis scream I went toward the room as quickly ?o ?/\oii{UlA on/1 mnf Loe /imninrr nut T saw her husband sitting in a chair with his head across the bed. I went to him and spoke to him, but he made no answer. I raised his head up and found that blood was gurgling out of the right side of his head or temple. I looked down and saw a pistol lying on the door at his feet. I picked it up and went out, and at once sent for a doctor. Mr. Davis never spoke after I entered the room. When I raised his head up he seemed to be unconscious and was groaning considerably. lie was speedily given medical attention ; but was never conscious again. He lingered until about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when he died. The shooting occurred between 8 and 9 o'clock. I think the shooting must have been accidental, as I know of no reason why heshould have killed himself. I have known something of Mr. Davis nearly all his life; but have seen very little of him since grown, until recently. My wife and his mother arc cousins. Do not know of or think there was any unpleasantness existing at the time of Mr. Davis's death between himself and wife ; but everything seemed to he as pleasant is possible between them. 1 know he seemed to be somewhat worried about not being able to take his wifo home after they were married, on account of not being well enough to travel, and his having to go home and hack again a time or two to look after his business, etc.; but can't think he was more worried than one might expect, as lie lived in the upper part of the county, and not close to the railroad, and had to travel through the country by private conveyance." "Dr. T. A. Crawford?I have carefully examined the body of the deceased, and tind a pistol shot wound in the right side of the head, in the temple. Am satisfied that he died from the effect of the pistol shot. I)r. W. F. Strait and myself carefully probed the wound and found that the ball had entered the right side of the head, or right temple, and ranged slightly downward and a little to the front, passing nearly through and across the front part or the head, lodging near the skull on the opposite side of the head. From the position of the wound on the right side of the head, and the fact that the ball was inclined to range downward, I would say it was impossible for it to have been fired while the deceased was fooling with the pistol and holding it in his hand in front of him. If fired by himself, it must have been held in his right hand at the time, and the right hand must have been held up or placed on an elevation with the right side of the head or temple, as the ball evidently passed from the right toward the left side of the head or temple. There were evidences of powder stains on the skin around the wound, showing that the pistol must have been held very close to the head when it went off. After hearing all the testimony, the coroner's jury returned a verdict to the effect that the deceased came to his death from a pistol shot fired with his .? own hand, and in their opinion with suicidal intent. In the opinion of Mrs. Davis and her relatives, the shooting was accidental. Mr. Davis was a member of one of the most highly respected families in Bethel township. He was about 34 years of age, had a nice little property and an established character that was above reproach. The sad and mysterious circumstances of his death have proved a great shock to his relatives and numerous friends. His remains were interred in Bethel cemetery on Friday. New County Schemes.?The approaching constitutional convention has given a boom to the new county schemes. The county papers are already beginning to contain advertisements, required by law, of the proposed uew counties. Butesburg couuty is one of the first to come to the front, and an unnamed county, likely to be known as GafFney, is also advertised. It is pretty certain that the Greenwood county plan will be revived in time to get before the legislature, and that Pnlhnnn Kaliwla Wnironor Ninety-Six and other counties, will be rapping at the door for admission at the next session of the legislature. While it is conceded that the convention can organize new counties, it is regarded as quite likely that after arranging for smaller areas, the convention will turn the entire matter of the new counties over to the legislature, and it is just about as well for the legislature to amuse itself with such matters as to tackle unknown aud unheard of schemes. If the county propositions are referred to the legislature, lobbying that will put the female suffragists to a discount may be expected. It can he counted that about ten new county propositions will be presented to the next legislature, and the maps and notices have, according to law, to be on file at least three months in advance of the session of the legislature.? August Kohn, in the News and Courier. Up Salt River.?"Bound for Salt River" is a phrase heard every day. Aspirauts for political honors seldom run very long without knowing how itfeels to be saluted with the words. Everybody knows what it means. Not so many, however, are so well informed as to when and where the expression originated. Away back in the early forties an old office fiend who'lived in Pike county, Mo., about the mouth of Salt river, ran for the legislature and was defeated. He moved into the next county further up the river, where he again tried to persuade the people to elect him to the legislature. Again he was defeated. Nothing daunted he moved further up the river and once more announced himself as a candidate for the legislature. Once more his constituents started him on his voyage up the river in search of political elevation. Many years afterward, when people made inquiries about the -u 1 a. m.mmI.i oki umue-see&er, iuu uu&wci wuuiu iijvariably be: "He is still moving up Salt river and running for the legislature." There are a few old people still living about Florida, Mo., who knew the man, whose constant defeat has given birth to a phrase that will live longer than any work ever performed by a member of the Missouri legislature. His name has escaped politeal history. ?Philadelphia Times. tfST A country newspaper publisher sizes up the "span of life" and the trials and troubles of an editor as follows : A child is born ; the doctor in attendance gets a 810 fee ; the editor notes it and gets nothing ; it is christened and the minister gets $5; and the editor writes it up and gets 00; it marries and the minister gets another 810 ; the editor gets a piece of cake, or 000 ; iu the course of time it dies, the doctor gets from 85 to 8100, and the minister perhaps gets another 85, the undertaker 825 to 850; the editor prints a notice of its death and an obituary two columns long, and a set of resolutions of a lodge or organization to which the deceased belonged, and receives 000, and then has the privilede of running a free card of thanks and a lot of poetry, besides.