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issued twioe-a-week?wednesdat aktd friday. t. m. grist * sons, Publishers. } % Jfamilg Beirsgager: 4or jpromofion of the political, ftocial, 3LsricuItut;at and <gommerLtiat Interests of the ?outh. j TERsl;?l corV.^HREE^^^' VOLUME 42. YORKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 8, 1896. NUMBER 3 FROM TH BY CAPTAIN C Copyright, 1894, by the J. B. Llpplncott Co. ^ CHAPTER XVHL The sun is not an hour high, but the bivouac at the springs is far behind. With advance guard and flankers well out, the regiment is tramping its way, full of eagerness and spirit The men can hardly refrain from bursting into song, but although at "route step" the fact that Indian scouts have already been sighted scurrying from bluff to bluff is sufficient to warn all hands to be silent and alert Wilton, with his company, is on the dangerous flank and guards it welL Armitage, with Company B, covers the advance, and his men are strung out in long skirmish line across the trail wherever the ground is sufficiently open to admit of deployment Where it is not, they spring ahead and explore every point where Indian may lurk and render ambuscade - *- ?* : 01 toe main column impusaiuic. mui Armitage 1b McLeod, the cavalry sergeant who made the night ride with the scout who bore the dispatches. The scout has galloped on toward the railway with news of the rescue; the sergeant guides the infantry re-enforcement Observant men have noted that Armitage and the sergeant have had a vast deal to say to each other during the chill honrs of the early morn. Others have noted that at the first brief halt the captain rode v back, called Colonel Maynsrd to one side and spoke' to him ; in low tones. ' The colonel was seen to 'Start with'astonishment. Then he said >a few words to his second in command and rode forward with Armitage to join 4 the advance. When the regiment moved on again -and the head of column hove in eight of the skirmishers, they saw 'that the oOlonel, Armitage and the sergeant df cavalry were Tiding side by Side, and that the offloers were paying Armitage and the sergeant of cavalry were riding side by side. close attention to all the dragoon was saying. All were eager to hear the particulars of the condition of affairs at the oorral, and all were disposed to be envious of the mounted captain who could ride alongside the one participant in the rescuing charge and get it all at first hand. The field officers, of course, were mounted, hut every line officer marched afoot with his men, except that three horses had been picked up at the railway and impressed by the quartermaster in case of need, and these were assigned to the captains who happened to oommand the skirmishers and flankers. But no man had the faintest idea what manner of story that tall sergeant was telling. It would have been of interest to every soldier in the command, but to no one so much so as to the two who were his absorbed listeners. Armitage, before their early march, had frankly and briefly set before him his suspicions as to the case and the trouble in which Miss Renwick was involved. No time was to be lost Any moment might find them plunged fn fierce battle, and who could foretell the results, who could say what might happen to prevent this her vindication ever reaching the ears of her accusers? Some men wondered why it was that Colonel Maynard sent his compliments to Captain Chester and begged that at the next halt he would join him. The halt did not come for a long hour, and when it did come it was very brief, but Chester received another message and went forward to find his colonel sitting in a little grove with the cavalryman while the orderly held their horses a short space away. Armitage had gone forward to his advance, and Chester showed no surprise at the sight of the sergeant seated side by side with the colonel and in confidential converse with him. There was a quaint sly twinkle in Maynard's eyes as he greeted his old friend. "Chester," said he, "I want you to be better acquainted with my stepson, Mr. Renwick. He has an apology to make to you." The tall soldier had risen the instant he caught sight of the newcomer, and even at the half playful tone of the colonel would relax in no degree his soldierly sense of the proprieties. He stood erect and held his hand at the salute, only very, slowly lowering it to take the one so frankly extended him by the cap tain, who, however, was grave ana qmec. "I have suspected as much since daybreak, " he 6aid, "and no man is gladder to know it is you than I am. " "You would have known it before, sir, had I had the faintest idea of the danger in which my foolhardiness had involved my sister. The colonel has told you of my story. I have told him and Captain Armitage what led to my mad freak at Sibley, and while I have much to make amends for I want to apologize for the blow I gave you that night on E RANKS. :HARLES KING. the terrace I was far more scared than you were, sir." "1 think we can afford to iorgive him, Chester. He knocked ns both out," said the colonel. Chester bowed gravely. "That was the easiest part of the affair to forgive," he said, "and it is hardly for me, I presume, to be the only one to blame the sergeant for the trouble that has involved us all, especially your household, colonel." "It was expensive masquerading, to say the least," replied the colonel, "but he never realized the consequences until Armitage told him today. You must hear his story in brief, Chester. It is needful that three or four of us know it, so that some may be left to Bet thinos richt at Siblev. God crant us all ? o? --O f w safe return!" he added piously and with deep emotion. "I can far better appreciate our home and happiness than I could a month ago. Now, Renwick, tell the captain what you have told us." And briefly it was told?how in his youthful fury he had sworn never again to set foot within the door of the father and mother who had so wronged the poor girl he loved with boyish fervor; how he called down the vengeance of heaven upon them in his frenzy and distress; how he had sworn never again to set eyes on their faces. "May God strike me dead if ever I return to this roof until she is avenged 1 May he deal with you as you have dealt with her!" was the curse that flew from his wild lips, and with that he left them, stunned. He* went west, was soon penniless, and oaring not what he did, seeking change, adventure, anything to take him out of his past, he enlisted in the cavalry and was speedily drafted to the th, 'Which was just starting forth on a ' stirring - summer campaign. He ?mb n'finfl hnrflflman a fine shot, a man who instantly attracted the notice of his offloers. The campaign was fnll of danger, adventure, rapid and constant marching, and before he knew it or dreamed it possible he had become deeply interested in his new life. Only in the monotony of a month or two in garrison that winter did the service seem intolerable. His comrades were rough in the main, but thoroughly good hearted, and he soon' won their esteem. The spring sent them again into the field, another stirring campaign, and here he won his stripes and words of praise from the lips of a veteran general officer as well as the promise of future reward, and then the love of soldierly deeds and the thirst for soldierly renown cook nrm noia in nis Dreasi. ne oegau to turn toward the mother and father who had been wrapped up in his future, who loved him so devotedly. He was forgetting his early and passionate love, and the bitter sorrow of her death was losing fast its poignant power to steel him against his kindred. He knew they could not but be proud of the record he had made in the ranks of the gallant th, and then he shrank and shivered when he recalled the dreadful words of his curse. He had made up his mind to write, implore pardon for his hideous and unfilial language and invoke their interest in his career, when, returning to Fort Raines for supplies, he picked up a New York paper in the reading room and read the announcement of his father's death, "whose health had been broken ever since the disappearance of his only son, two years before." The memory of his malediction had indeed come home to him, and he fell stricken by a sudden and unaccountable blow. It seemed as though his heart had given one wild leap, then stopped forever. Things did not go so well after this. He brooded over his words and believed that an avenging God had launched the bolt that killed the father as punishment to the stubborn and recreant son. He then bethought him of his mother, of pretty Alice, who had loved him so as a little girl. He could not bring himself to write, but through inquiries he learned that the house was closed and that they had gone abroad. He plodded on in his duties a trying year; then oame more lively field work and reviving interest. He was forgetting entire ly tne sting 01 ms nrst great sorrow and mourning gravely the gulf he had placed 'twixt him and his. He thought time and again of his cruel words, and something began to whisper to him he must see that mother again at once, kiss her hand and implore her forgiveness, or she, too, would be stricken suddenly. He saved up his money hoping that after the summer's rifle work at Sibley he might get a furlough and go east, and the night he arrived at the fort, tired with his long railway journey and panting after a long and difficult climb up hill, his mother's face swam suddenly before his eyes, and he felt himself going down. When they brought him to, he heard that the ladies were Mrs. Maynard and her daughter, Miss Renwick?his own mother, remarried; his own Alice, a grown young woman. This was indeed news to put him in a flutter and spoil his shooting. He realized at once that the gulf was wider than ever. How could he go to her now, the wife of a colonel, and he an enlisted man? Like other soldiers, he forgot that the line of demarcation was one of discipline, not of sympathy. He did not realize what any soldier among his officers would gladly have told him?that he was most worthy to reveal himself now, a noncommissioned officer whose record was an honor to himself and to his regiment, a soldier of whom officers and comrades alike were proud. He never dreamed?indeed, how lew there are who do?that a man of his character, standing and ability is honored and respu ted by the very men whom the customs of the service require him to speak with only when spoken to. He supposed that only as Fred Renwick could ho extend his hand to one of their number, whereas it was under his soldier name lie won their trust and admiration. and it was as Sergeant McLeod the oilicers of the th were backing him for a commission that would make him what they deemed him fit to be? their equal. Unable to penetrate the armor of reserve and discipline which separates the officer from the rank and file, he never imagined that the colonel would have been the first to welcome him had he known the truth. He believed that now his last chance of seeing his mother was gone until that coveted commission was won. Then came another blow. The doctor told him that with his heart trouble he could never pass the physical examination. He could not hope for preferment, then, and must see her as he was and see her secretly and alone. Then came blow after blow. His shooting had failed, so had that of others of his regiment, and ho was ordered to return in charge of the party early on the morrow. The order reached him late in. the evening, and before breakfast time on the following day he was directed to start with his party for town, thence by tall to his distant post. That night, in desperation, he made his plan. Twice before he had strolled' down to the post, and with yearning eyes had studied every feature otf the colonel's house. He dared ask no questions of servants or of * - v _ 1 a the men m garrison, duc ae learaeu enough to know which rooms were theirs, and he bad noted that the windows were always open. If he could only see their loved faces, kueel-.and kiss his mother's hand, pray God to forgive him, he oould go away believing that he had undone the spell and "revoked the 'malediction of his early youth. It was hazardous, but worth the danger. He could go in peace and sin no more toward mother, at least, and then if she mourned and missed him could be not find it out some day and make himself known to her-After his discharge? He slipped out of camp, leaving his boots behind and wearing his light Apache moccasins and flannel shirt and trousers. Danger to himself he had no great fear of. If by any chance mother or sister should wake, he had but to stretch forth his hand and say, "It is only I?Fred.'' Danger to them he never dreamed of. Strong and athletic, despite his slender frame, he easily lifted the ladder from Jerrold's fence, and dodging the sentry when he spied him at the gate finally took it down back of the colonel's and raised it to a rear window Rv the strangest chance the window wtu. closed, and he could not budge it. Then he heard the challenge of a sentry around on the east front and had just time to slip down and lower the ladder when he heard the rattle of a sword and knew it must be the officer of the day. There was no time to carry off the ladder. He left it lying where it was and sprang down the steps toward the station. Soon he heard No. 5 challenge and knew the officer had passed on; waited 6ome time, but nothing occured to indicate that the ladder was discovered, and then, plucking up courage and with a muttered prayer for guidance and protection, he Btole up hill again, raised the ladder to the west wall, noiselessly ascended, peered in Alice's window and could see a faint night light burning in the hall beyond, but that all was darkness there, stole around on the roof of the piazza to the hall window, stepped noiselessly upon the sill, climbed over the lowered sash and found himself midway between the rooms. He could hear the colonel's placid snoring and the regular breathing of the other sleepers. No time was to be lost, bhading the little night lamp with one hand, he entered the open door, stole to the bedside, took one long look at his mother's face, knelt, breathed upon, but barely brushed with his trembling lips, the queenly white hand that lay upon the coverlet, poured forth one brief prayer to God for protection and blessing for her and forgiveness for him, retraced his steps and caught sight of the lovely picture of Alice in the directoire costume. He longed for it and could not resist. She had grown so beautiful, so exquisite. He took it, frame and all, carried it into her room, slipped the card from its place and hid it inside the breast of his shirt, stowed the frame away behind her sofa pillow, then looked long at the lovely picture she herself made, lying there sleeping sweetly and peacefully amid the white drapings of her dainty bed. Then 'twas time to go. He put the lamp back in the hall, passed through her room, out at her window and down the ladder and had it well on the way back to the hooks on Jerrold's fence when seized and challenged by the officer of the day. Mad terror possessed him then. Ho struck blindly, dashed off in panicky flight, paid no heed to sentrys' cry or whistling missile, but tore liko a racer up tV>o oTrnf clnolrnno/1 cnoorl f.lll vuw UiiU UV/TCA OiUVabUVV* ? Sibley was far behind. When morning came, the order that they should go was temporarily sus- { pended. Somo prisoners were sent to a neighboring military prison, and he was placed in charge, and on his return from this duty learned that the colonel's | family had gone to Sablou. The next thing there was some strange talk that . worried him?a story that one of the men who had a sweetheart who was sec- j ond girl at Mrs. Hoyt's brought out to camp?a story that there was an officer who was too much in love with Alice to keep away from the house even after 1 the colonel so ordered, and that he was ! prowling around the other night, and the colonel ordered Leary to shoot him ?Leary, who was on post on No. 6. He felt sure that something was wrong ?felt sure that it was due to his night visit?and his first impulse was to find his mother and confide the truth to her. He longed to see her again, and if harm had been done to make himself known and explain everything. Having no duties to detain mm, ne got a pass to visit town and permission to'be gone a day or more. On Saturday evening he ran down to Sablon, drove over, as Captain Armitage had already told them, and peering in his mother's room saw her, still up, though in her nightdress. I^e never dreamed of the colonel's being out and watching. He had "scouted" all those trees, and no one was nigh. Then he softly called. She heard and was coming to him, when again came fierce attack. He had all a soldier's reverence for the person of the colonel and would never have harmed him had he known 'twas he. It was the night watchman that had grappled with him, he supposed, and he had no compunotions in sending him to grass. Then he fled again, knowing that he had only made bad worse, walked all that night to the station next north of Sablon?a big town, where the early morning train always stopped?and by 10 on Sunday morning he was in uniform .again and off with his regimental com rades under orders to haste to their station?there was trouble with the Indians at Spirit Rock, and the ??th were held in readiness. From beneath his scouting shirt he drew a flat packet, an Indian case, whioh he carefully unrolled, and there in its folds of wrappings was the lovely directoire photograph. Whose, then, was the one that Sloat hid seen in Jerrold's room? It was this that "Armitage had gone forward to determine, and he fotmd his sad eyed lieutenant with the skirmishers. 'Merrold," said he, with softened manner, "a strange thing is brought to light this morning, and I lose no time in telling, you. The man who was seen at Maynard's quarters, coming from Miss Renwick's room, was her own brother and the colonel's fctepscn. He was the man who took the photograph from -Mrs. Maynard's Toom and has proved it this very day, this very hour." Jerrold glanced up in sudden surprise. "He is with us now, and only mo thinnr remains which von can clear tip. We axe going into action, and I may not get through, nor you, nor? who knows who. Will you tell us now how you came by your cony of that photograph?'' 1 For answer Jerrold fumbled in his pocket a moment and drew forth two letters. "I wrote these last night, and it was my intention to see that you had them before it grew very hot One is addressed to you, the other to Miss Beaubien. You had better take them now," he said wearily. "There may be no time to talk after this. Send hers aftei it's over, and don't read yours until then." "Why, I don't understand this exactly," said Armitage, puzzled. "Can't you tell me about the picture?" "No. I promised not to while I lived, but it's the simplest matter in the world, and no one at the colonel's had a hand in it. They never saw this one that I got to Bhow Sloat. It is burned now. I said 'twas given me. That was hardly the truth. I have paid for it dearly enough." "And this note explains it?' "Yes. You can read it tomorrow." TO BE CONTINUED. THE PET MEANNESS. It is very curious that everybody, nearly, has a rooted aversion to giving away some one thing. No matter, how generous the man or woman may be, in this one thing he or she is a miser, writes Frances Courtenay Baylor, in Lippincott's. Baron James Rothschild did not in the least mind giving thousands of dollars to a hospital, tens of thousands in dozens of directions; but when it came to stamps, the great financier, it is said, could not bear to pay the postage on his private letters, but would send them at the expense of the firm. With "Madam Chere Mere," in one of Frederika Bremer's charming stories, it was lace. She could give her children houses and lands, and to yield them fields and farms did not cause her a pang; but when it came to a question of Duchess "point," she confessed that nothing could be more painful than to part from the least bit of it. One of the richest women in this couutry hoards matches as if they were so many wands studded with diamonds. She will give one or two under protest, to a relative in need of them, but she buys them by the gross, und lights and relights them until the last charred bit falls off, leaving her often with burnt fingers and a regretful wish that "she could have used , that once more." When her children ! come of age, she gives eaeh of them $200,000 with the greatest possible eheerf'ulluess, but if they were to ask her for a whole box of matches, she would feel that she was being impoverished, and if they took six, that she was being robbed. Then there is the well-known case of the millionaire who supports a newsboys home, but will never buy a paper unless he can beat down the boy who is selling it, and get it at half price? after which he uot infrequently pre- ; sents him with a quarter. B@T Little outgoes spoil large in- , comes, and trifling losses waste hand- , some profits. j representatives is doing little now bnt adjourning from day to day, pending the action of the senate on the bond and tariff bills that have recently been passed." SOUTH CAROLINA NEWS. Colonel John C. Haakell Married. Piilmrihiii R.eirist.er Colonel -T. (1. jttisccUiitumts grading. LETTER PROM HICKORY URUVE. Will Reorganize the Rifle Company?Talking About War?Pernonal Mention. Correspondence of the Yorkville Enquirer. Hickory Grove, January 6.?Your correspondent is informed that Captain Jno. D. Wbitesides, of the Hickory Grove Rifle company, is making an effort to get his defunct company together again, and to reorganize so as to be in readiness for any demand that shall be made for his services. This is certainly very commendable in Captain Wbitesides, and certainly shows his appreciation for the dignity of his State, and his sterling worth as a military commander. Once again we have the right man in the right place. The war theme is all one can hear in these parts at present, and, strange to say, with the exception of a few ladies, no importance is attached to the matter at present. We shall await the issue patiently (very patiently) and see how it all shall terminate, and should it be for the worse, it is safe to say England shall have some of the York county boys to whip, before she walks over little Venezuela. Xmas has come and gone, the new year is upon us, and this section has sustained the good reputation of the past, for God-loving, Christian people. With one exception, there has been no fights or A 3 lliil- J-J-.1.J ...LMa iusses, ftiiu very julih uriuttiug, nunc those who did have it, went quietly to their homes and indulged, as of old, with eggnog. Mr. and Mrs. J. Ed Leech gave their kind consent for their young friends to have a "pound party" at their residence on last Friday evening. Many young | ladies from Bullock's Creek, graced the occasion with their presence, and it is needless to saj , with such hospitable host and hostess as Mr. and Mrs. Leech, the evening was enjoyable and profitably spent. All our merchants have been busy the past week "taking stock," and all report a profitable year's work. There will be a few changes here which will be reported later. Mr. William White has been removed from office for reasons not known to your correspondent, and as yet his successor is not known. Mr. J. R. Ramsey, I understand, is a candidate for the position, and there is none who would reflect more creditor give more .universal satisfaction than John R. Ramsey. Messrs. W. B. Leech, J. T. Wilkerson, W. L. Leech, J. F. Watson, J. C. Leech, Esq., went to Yorkville Monday to be on th? "swaninc irronnds" and attend to important business. Mr. Chess C. Leech, who is a student at Wofford college, returned to his duties last Friday. We welcomed Chess among us once again, and it is with much regret that we see him leave. Mr. Joe Carson, who has been teaching school near Hopewell, had his leg broken wrestling with a friend. Mr. Carson will be succeeded by his father until be is able to be at his post again. Mr. Duff Smith, a very popular young society gentleman of this place, will leave on the 20th instant for Texas. Mr. Smith's friends wish him much success in the "Lone Star State," and sincerely hope the day will not be far distant when he may return to the home of his childhood. The infant daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Tom Smith, died last Thursday evening. Thieves broke into a storehouse belonging to Mr. W. S. Wilkerson last Thursday night, and stole $5 in cash and #3 worth of goods. Mr. S. B. Lumpkin, of the 0. R. ?t C., and Mr. W. S. Wilkerson, went on a business trip to Lockhart Shoals on Wednesday and returned on Thursday. Mr. Lumpkin reports great progress since his last visit, and says that the superintendent reports that the mill will be ready for operation by the 15th instant. Messrs. Wilkerson and Lumpkin will leave next week for Big Sandy River, in Ohio. They go for the purpose of studying the navigation of the river, and collecting practical ideas for use between the Darwin place and Lockhart Shoals. The boys were still taking Christmas last week by having shooting matches. Mr. Tom Brakefield is the champion shot of this section up to date. MERE MENTION. A special from Richmond, Va., says that thieves have stolen the bronze plate from the tomb of ex-President Monroe. The theft i.s supposed to have been occasioned on account of the renewed interest that the discussion of the Monroe doctrine has awakened in the deceased statesman. The citizens of two Mexican towns had a hot battle one day last week over a dispute as to the boundary lines of their respective towns. There have been several large dry goods failures in the New England States during the past ten days. A 10 year old Negro boy was arrested at Athens, 6a., on Monday, on the charge of stealing a horse. The London Chronicle says that Lord Dunraven, by his unfounded charges of fraud against the Americans in the yacht races, has done more to bring about bad feeling between the United States and Great Britain, than has been done by the Venezuela controversy. The gold reserve in the treasury is now very close to f(j0,000,000. The president issued his proclamation last Monday creating the territory of Utah as a State. The State government was organized last Monday with governor Richards as chief executive. The New York World has endeavored to interview all of the most prominent foreign bankers as to their opinion of the probable success of the new bond issue. The bankers generally are quite recticent; but intimate that, coin bonds will not sell as well as gold bonds. Associate Justice Peckhain, the latest acquisition to the supreme court bench, was sworn into oflice hist Monday. In his annual message, Governor McKinley, of Ohio, recommends that after 10 years imprisonmont, life convicts should be paroled and set at liberty, subject to future behaviour. The house of i Haskell and Miss Loulie Hampton, a niece of General Wade Hampton, are to be married at Millwood on Tuesday morning, the 7th instant, at 6 o'clock. They will leave for the North on a bridal tour and will probably make their future home in New York city. The Governor Favorx It. Columbia Register, Wednesday : Governor Evans says that he has received a number of letters from Chicago, iu reference to the proposed Cotton Exposition in Chicago next fall. The governor is heartily in favor of the idea and intends to call the attention of the legislature to the matter in his annual message. The governor is thoroughly of the opinion that better trade relations can be established with Chicago than New York. The Wfnthrop Appropriation. It is understood that among other things discussed at the meeting of the Winthrop executive committee on Thursday night, was the amount the legislature would be asked to appropriate for its support. There is a back debt of some $20,000 besides some building debts yet to be liquidated, which, with the amount necessary'fdr one year's maintenance, will run the total up to about $70,000. After this the annual appropriation Will necessarily be smaller. McLaurin'8 Distinction.?Representative McLaurin seems to have achieved a real triumph and to'have done the State credit in congress. A. place on the Ways and'means committee of the bouse is always coveted, and indicates that the man who gets it, even as a minority member, has made an impression. The Washington correspondent of The News and Cou ner gives an mstoncai review 01 South Carolina's representation on that committee. William Smith, 6f this State, was the first chairman of that committee upon its creation in 1794. Mr. Smith was from the Pinckney district. Robert Goodloe Harper, also of this State, succeeded Mr. Smith as chairman in the 6th congress, anil Mr. Nott, of South Carolina, from Union, was also a member. In the 9th congress, David R. Williams, of Society Hill, afterward governor, was a member of the committee. Langdon Cheveb was South Carolina's next representative in it, being its chairman in the 12th congress. In the 13th, Theodore Gourdin and William Lowndes, of tbfs State, were members. In the 17tb, Thos. R. Mitchell, of Georgetown, was a member. George McDuffie served on it from the 18th to the 22nd congress. In the 25th and 26th, R. Barnwell Rhett was a member, serving on the committee to the 30th. Francis W. Pickens was a member in the 27th congress. From his retirement in 1841 until the appointment of Mr. McLau?! ? *!-*?? Ctn*a tt?rtn niitkAiif o I IU, Hi 13 uvatc VTOO vrivuvuv U IV^IVUVU tative on that committee. The Wounded Antelope.?"The stricken deer flees from the herd." The term is supposed to be poetical, and may be so; but does any one know why the deer runs away ? A good many years ago, when Denver was a huddle of shanties and the overland stage was in its glory, the writer of these lines was crossing what was then represented on the school maps as "The Great American Desert." It was very early in the morning and light, though the sun had not yet risen, when the wagons started. Soon the leader stopped in silence, and everyone saw on an eminence, or "roll," a splendid antelope, standing and looking at the wagons us though surprised. Not a sound was made on. either side until the silence was broken by the sharp crack of a rifle. Tlje antelope fell, but only for an instant, and then bounded away. Arrived at the place where he fell, a little blood was noticed and, risiug the "roll," the stricken deer was seen making his way not from, but to the herd, some 400 in number. Then was seen a rather curious sight in the early light. Catching sight of the wagons, the whole herd started off at a smart pace, but not at a panic gait. The wounded animal had reached the herd, but was not wanted ; for two or three bucks made for him, and as long as we watched them chased and horned the poor animal until, presumably, he fell dead, a feast for the coyotes. For some reason peculiar to antelopes, they wanted no "stricken deer" about and wouldn't have oue.?Homeopathic Envoy. If there is any class of persons who need tenderness and encouragement it is the tired mothers; weary limbs and heart and puzzled braius all attest to the fact. There ought to be special privileges granted to tired mothers as much as to invalids. Those who have passed through this trying ordeal know how to sympathize, know how to excuse many of the shortcomings of those who are passing tnrougn toe narrow gateways, wie thorny pathways, the rough highways, where temptation holds high revelry and th? angel of peace sits in shadow. ICunning leads to knavery ; it is but a step from one to the other, and that very slippery ; lying only makes the difference; add to that cunning, and it is knavery.