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YORKVILLE ENQUIRER. ISSUX1Z3 TWIOB-A-WBBK?WBDTJBS1DAT' A.ND FRIDAY. i. m. oeist 4 sons, publishers, j % cjfamilj Newspaper: 4Dr tli? fromotion o| ih? golitinal, ?o?ial, jgrigtopl and ^ontntqtial Interests o)j the jSoulh. {TERsmoil0cora?raBra cen4nce' VOLUME 42. YORKVILLE, S. C., FRIDAY, MARCH 13, 1896. NUMBER 22. AN ARTIST IN CRIME. By BODBIGUES OTTOLENGUL [Copyright, 1886, by G. P. Putnam's Bona.] - CHAPTER XV. MR. MITCHEL EXPLAINS A FEW THINGS. Immediately upon his arrival in New York Mr. Barnes went to his offica Here he was slightly surprised to find Lucette. "Well," said he tersely. "I came here," said the girl, "so that I could report to you the minute you got here. There is no time to lose." > "Why, what is up?'* "Your plan about my getting information from the East Orange poetoffice did not work. The man said that, though he would like to serve you, he was afraid it mignt De construed into tampering with the mails; that yon would need an order from the postmaster general I went to work then on the other ? line and began a systematic examination of every house in the place. It was hard work, but at last I found the ohild. You don't want details now, because she has been taken away again. Mitchel went down yesterday and brought her to New York." "Why did you not follow him and see where he took her?" "I did, and this time I am sure he ? did not suspect that I was after him He took the child to the Remsens." "To the Remsens? What can that mean?" "I don't know. ButMitchel and Miss Remsen are to be married at St Patrick's cathedral at 10 o'clock this morning. " "Not if I can stop it," replied the detective, and he hastened up to the ^ church with the result told in the last chapter. Promptly at 8 o'clock Mr. Barnes presented himself at the Fifth Avenue hotel accompanied by Mr. Neuilly. They were asked to go up to'Mr. Mitchel's apartments, and there they were greeted by that gentleman as affably as though they had been of his wedding party. Indeed he began the conversation in rather a jocular way, saying: /. "Ah! Mr. Barn68, delighted that now I can entertain you more at my leisure. This morning, you see, I was in a great hurry. Ton called at a very inopportune time, and I am afraid that I was rather abrupt." "Mr. Mitchel, I am not in the humor for nonsense. This is a very serious visit, I assure you. This gentleman is Mr. Neuilly of New Orleans, and he has come all this distance to aid t?e Mtnpp nf instioe." "Delighted to meet you, Mr. Neuilly, I am sure,"said Mr. Mitchel, approaching and extending his hand so cordially that the elder man took it, though he had thought that he would rather handle hot coals than the hand of the man who he supposed was guilty of wronging the daughter of his old friend in the south. Mr. Mitchel did not seem to notice his agitation, but, begging them to be seated, he himself took a comfortable chair and continued, "Now, Mr. Barnes, I am wondering if it is possible that you have traced my wife's ruby as far away as New Orleans?" "I have not been looking for it I suppose you know why I wished to stop . your marriage?" "Why, no; not precisely What was your reason?" "If you do not know it, why did you get married yesterday?" "I might reply that it is often done, but I will be honest and tell you that euch a procedure never occurred to me till I heard that you were coming home. Then, you see, I thought that you might take the idea into your head?you do get odd notions, you must admit?that I ought not to get married just now. I knew you well enough to believe that if you did harbor a thought of that nature you would not hesitate to interfere. I did you no injustice there, for that is just what you tried to do, you see. Consequently, as I had set my heart on being married in the cathedral precisely at the time appointed, I tost took the bull by the horns and persuaded my little girl to marry me yesterday. That is my story in full, I assure you. Now, what was your object?" "You know it very well, and all this yarning is pure bluster. You know well -, enough that I wanted to use Miss Emily Remsen as a witness against you, and that I could not do so after she .became Mrs. Mitchel." "Oh! Well, yes; I admit that idea was in my mind, Mr. Barnes. And now ?what are yon going to do about it?" "In the first place I shall arrest you - for abducting the child who was in the care or Kose Montalbon." Mr. Barnes expected some surprise from his adversary, but he was disappointed. "Yes," Eaid he, "and then?" "Than T Khali coninel von. through the court, to reveal her present hiding, place and to produce her." "I think you might have trouble to do that were it not that I do not object to it In fact, we will reverse your order of things and begin with the production of the child. Emily!" In answer to his call his wife came into the room, bringing with her a beautiful girl. Her husband arose, and taking the little one by ^ the hand coolly approached Mr. Neuilly, and said: "Rose, this is Mr. Neuilly. He was a dear good friend to your mother, and lias come all the way from Now Orleans to see you. I think ho would like to kiss you, would you not, Mr Neuilly?" That gentleman seemed much moved To him the vision ot loveliness standing demurely before him brought back the memory of the long ago. She reminded him of another little girl whost % growth into budding womanhood "he < bad watched tenderly, having in bis I youth loved her > mother, the grandpar- ' ent of the child before him. His suit 1 had not been successful, and for love of i that woman he had remained a bachelor I all his days. Now he could see chang- ? ing expressions in this young face, 1 which remin ded him of both those worn f en who bad been dear to him. Without 1 a word he drew her toward him, and i kissed her once. Then he arose, still < holding her hand, and led her toward i ka rinno nf tVio nort rnniTi: there he l kissed her once more, this time on the forehead, and then bade her wait, shutting the door after she left him. Then, turning with a fury in his heart and repressed passion in his voice, he exclaimed: "Mr. Mitchel, either you are. the most contemptible villain on the face of this earth, or else there is some hideous mistake here. Explain it, man! I must know at once!" "Must, Mr. Neuilly, is a word that I seldom obey. But I know how you have suffered, and have no desire to prolong this interview a moment more than is absolutely necessary. First, however, I must understand the situation. What do yon and Mr. Barnes here think it to be?" "I will explain briefly," said the detective, "provided your wife will withdraw. " ; "My wife is now a part of myself," < said Mr. Mitcbel, proudly plaoing an 1 arm aronnd her as she stood beside 1 bim. "You need not hesitate to speak: i She has promised to share my life with 1 me, to take me as I am. She will begin the task at onoa. Go on." "So be it. I know now that Rose ] Mitchel, who was murdered, was known ] in New Orleans as Rose Montalbon, I and that she was your wifa I have also 1 discovered that you deceived a young ] creole, the mother of that child who has 1 just left us; that when you deserted < her she died broken hearted, while you 1 allowed the Montalbon woman to take 1 the girl and pass it off as her own, < though later she was kidnaped by you i The woman suspected that you would i wish to marry again and swore to pre- i vent it Her appearance upon the scene 1 just as you were to become a husband ] must have been a menace to you. Do 1 you see the point? Murders have been < committed with less motive. 1 think, < therefore, that I have sufficient evidence 1 upon which to arrest you." "You might arrest me upon less evi- i deuce," said Mr. MitcheL "It is done j every day. But to convict me you would i have to prove all this." "How do Jon know that I cannot prove it?" "For the very simple reason tbatyonr facts are all wrong." "Very good, Mr. Mitchel, but yon will have to prove that." "I am fully prepared to do so. To begin with, according to your story, I abducted this child. There you are only partly right. I did take her away from the Montalbon, and I did it, as you might say, by stealth and force. But I had the fullest right to do so." "You admit, then, that yon are her father?" "On the contrary, I deny it, and there is the weak point in your story. Your argument all depends upon my having been guilty of wronging that girl's mother and the Montalbon's having me in her power. In point of fact, I am not her father, and the Montalbon had but a slim chance to blackmail me." "But you admitted to me that you allowed her to do so; that you gave her a large amount in jewels." "That is true, yet I did not submit to DiacKQiaij. - j "Mr. Mitchel, I seldom forget a mart's words. Yon told me that day in the vaults that yon were in the woman's power; that she could ventilate certain scandals which might break your engagement. Yet now you say you were c not in her power and that you did not < 6ubmit to blackmail. How can yon ex- i plain such conflicting statements?" < "Two conflicting statements may both ? be true, provided a lapse of time occurs t between them. When I admitted that 1 t had been in the power of that woman, i I thought so; therefore I spoke the truth, j When I say now that I was not, I also ? speak truly. In the interval I have 1 learned to appreciate the character of j the woman who is now my wife. That t is alL I know now that the Montalbon's 1 story, blazoned forth to the world, t would not have affected her faith in 1 me if I had told her my own version." 1 "For heaven's sake, gentlemen," in- ? terrupted Mr. Neuilly, "stop this argu- ? ment and get down to the facts. I am ] impatient to know the truth." t "Yes, Roy," said Emily. "Why not ? simply tell the story as a narrative, and let the whole truth be known?" e "That is what I mean to do. I have i only been enjoying a little sparring 1 ?'L n r>?t. it- { AVllI] iur. J-)UIIiC5. JL>III) it 10 UUCi lit iui. j Neuilly, who, I hope, will pardon nje. 1 To begin at the beginning, I must go i back to my youth in New Orleans. I i was in love with a beautiful young girl." Here he pressed his wife'6 hand, and she j returned it, as though to say that she understood. "I think I need not mention the name of Rose's mother, Mr. Neuilly, unless you have already done so." "Heaven forbid that I should have betmyed the secret," said the old man. "I did not suppose that you had, for I know you to be a true man, though I have never met you before. This statement may surprise you, but it is true. I am not the man for whom you take me. He is now in a lunatic asylum, while I am his cousin I know it is supposed that I am the crazy man, but that is an error, promulgated by the Moutaltou to serve her own ends. The facts then are thus: While a boy at school I loved my girl companion, little Rose's mother. Just before I left .the south to ;nter Harvard, I told my little sweetaeart?6be was then but 15?that I would marry her upon my return. This was my first love and hers. I had a cousin, older than myself by ten years, handsome and wealthy, but a gambler md addicted to heavy drinking. This woman Montalbon, as you know, kept i gambling den, and naturally my unfortunate cousin was a constant visitor it the house. One night, while intoxi:ated with wine, she persuaded him to marry her, a clergyman being called in wd a ceremony privately performed. He became entirely sober only after several days bad passed and then had entirely rorgotten about the marriaga rhe scheming devil, Montalbon, did not remind him or it, Dot ny patient wora insidiously persuaded him that he should be a married man. She even suggested a bride, none other than my little sweetheart. Her object in this was twofold, money and revenge. By leading my cousin into a bigamous alliance, with her own marriage certificate as a weapon, she could readily extort money from him. Her revenge was to be against the family of my little sweetheart, against whom she thought she bad a grievance. Her plotting was entirely successful My oousin was handsome, I was away, and once be bad besome thoroughly acquainted with the ?oung Creole's charms he became so aril en t a suitor that at length she listened to his pleading and married him. Then be was in the power of the Montalbon, md she bled him for five years, by which time little Rose had been born. "Meanwhile I had completed my col lege career, but had not returned to New Orleans because of my deep disappointment npon learning that my sweetheart had married another man. At this time I was in Paris, when one day [ received a piteous letter from the girl wife, telling me that the blow had fallen; that the Montalbon bad produced ber marriage certificate and claimed her bnsband, thus dishonoring the daughter rf her enemy. The letter also begged my forgiveness for the wrong done to me. I read between the lines and recognized the cry of a broken heart, the bleat of a lamb left to die on the frozen plain. I hurried home with but one hought uppermost?to have revenge upin my cousin. I arrived too late. Not jnly was the girl dead, but my cousin bad disappeared. "I heard that he had gone out west, ind thither I followed him. I would get track of him from time to time, but it seemed fated always that he should nave just left a place when I confidently expected to come up with him. Thus Ive years passed, and at last I did meet lim. I at once charged him with his srime and asked for revenge. He laughed at me and refused to fight I then warned him that I should take his life it the first chance that offered, when I sould do so either under seeming provoeation or else where I could not be suspected. " . "Are you not admitting," interrupted Mr. Barnes, "that you harbored a murderous spirit?" "Mr. Barnes, if all men were punished for their thoughts, the criminal class would be greatly enlarged. You cannot eall me to account for anything except my acts. At last my chance came. I followed him one dark night as he went prospecting in an entirely new direction ; we were in a mining conntry. He tramped most of the night, and 1 pursued. By dawn we were miles away brom a habitation. I then made myself mown to him and once more asked aim to fight it ont. He saw that I was in earnest and that he was simply compelled to battle for his life. "Under these circumstances, of jourse, he fought as the worst coward vould do when driven to desperation, le decided to nse pistols, though 1 vished to try our cause with knives. I ronfess that I wanted the satisfaction )f stabbing him again and again. I vanted to see his life's blood flow at ?ach stroke. It seemed to me tame to stand off at a distance and send one Utile leaden ball in his direction. Still I idmitted his right of choice, and determined to aim as accurately as possible md to send my bullet straight. You see, I did not think of my own life. I lad made this vengeance my one object, and after accomplishing that 1 shought there would be nothing more :or me to do. Consequently I expected :o kill him easily, and I did not care if lis bullet found my heart or not. Perlaps I hoped it would. Just as we were itanding up and preparing to fight, something occurred that almost completely unnerved me and changed the vhole result. He lowered his pistol and said: "'Wait a moment; I have a favor to isk. I feel certain that you will kill ne. You have been seeking my life so ong that I am sure you will get it. It s fate. But I, too, have suffered in the ast five years. The favor that I ask is that if I die you will promiso to get my child out of that fiend's clutches.' " 'Your child I' I gasped. 'I thought it died.' " 'That was the Moutalbon's lie. The little girl lived, and she took it. I have made a will in favor of my child, leavinr. 1,or oil m vnll Will filld it m6 "" j in my coat. Oddly enongh, I named you as executor. I knew that you had loved the mother, though, as God is my judge, I did not know it when I married her. But I am ready if you are.' "Thus we stood up and fired at each other. The startling news just received made my aim bad, for instead of hitting him in the heart, as I could easily have done, my bullet struck him in the head. He fell, and I rushed toward him, to discover whether he was badly hurt He was bleeding profusely, and I hastily bandaged up the wound and so stopped the flow of blood. I then went on to the next mining camp beyond. We returned with a Titter, "and" fook him back. There was a man" among us who claimed that he had studied medicine, and he attended my cousin. He removed the bullet, and found that the wound was not very deep, but the skull was fractured. He was ill for two months, and then slowly recovered his health. But his reason was entirely gona I took him to New Orleans and placed him in an asylum, and there he baa been ever since." "Very good, Mr. Mitchel," said Mr. Barnes. "But what proof have you that yon are not the father and the lunatic the innocent cousin, as so many believe?" "Why, in the first place, though we bad the same name, we are totally un like in feature. I think Mr. Neuilly will admit that he would not have recognized me, and he knew the guilty man. However, we will take that up later. I have no fear of not proving my identity. Too many people in New Orleans know me. To continue my tale, I determined to get possession of the child. I knew that the Montalbon would resist and that I would find it difficult to prove my story. More than all, I knew that I could not obtain legal possession of her without disclosing the secret of her birth, which I wished to avoid for her own sake as well as for her mother'a I therefore stole her openly in the streets. Detectives were sent out to search for me, but perhaps Mr. Barnes will testify that I am not much fraid of detectivea Perhaps, too, he will understand natter now wny I Know something about detective methods. I led them a dance for two years, until in disgust they abandoned the search. Then I went abroad, for I must tell you that as long as 1 was hounded I remained close at hand. I enjoyed the excitement It made me forget, or at least it gave me occupation. "I remained in Europe until my recent return to New York. It was not very long after that when I received the letter from Montalbon and the photograph which I showed to you. I recognized the picture, though,of course, I should not have known the signature, which was Rose Mitchel. I did not fear the woman, but I expected some enjoyment at her discomfiture when I should tell her to do her worst. I was not prepared for what occurred. When she met me, she began by saying: " 'I have not the least idea of attempting to blackmail yon, though perhaps I could do that But I have that to 11 L.-.L T J.U:? I U L. B3il wiiiuii 1 ixiiiiiL jruu wuuiu u? giau to buy.' I asked what it was, and she told me: " 'A certificate of marriage between your cousin and the child's mother, a certificate of marriage between him and myself, antedating that, and another certificate of marriage between myself and another man who was alive at the time that I inveigled your cousin into marrying me.' " "Great heaven 1" exclaimed Mr. Neuilly. "If she had those papers, they would prove that her marriage to yonr cousin was illegal, and that would make the marriage to Rose's mother perfectly regular." "Exactly so. I paid the woman $10,000, or the equivalent of that sum, for those documents. Were they not worth it?" "Indeed, indeed they are. I would have given twice the sum." "Now let me show you the audacity of the woman. She told me that in case I should refuse to-pay her price she intended to claim me as her husband, exhibiting her certificate and leaving me to prove if I could that she had married my cousin and not myself. This, you see, would have been most unpleasant, and us the papers were well worth the price, in clearing the name of my cousin and his wife and child, I paid over the money." "I must again ask you," said Mr. Barnes, "for proof that you are not the woman's husband." "Does not the fact that she sold me those papers indicute that?" "Not at all," replied the detective "Supposing you to be really her bus band, wishing to be married to Mis. Remsen, you would readily pay the woman her price for the paper which proved that your marriage to her had been fraudulent. Yon might have found it difficult to prove the existence of her first husband without knowing his name, even mougu sue naa given you me uiui that there was such a person." "I declare, Mr. Barr.es, you are a doubting Thomas. But I will give you one more bit of evidence." He went to his desk and returned with some papers. "Here is a confession which I exacted from the woman at the time that I made the bargain with her. You see, it confirms my story. But even that you might think manufactured. Here perhaps is better proof. This," handing it to Mr. Neuilly, "is the certificate of the marriage between my cousin and the Moutalbon. As is sometimes done, you see, the woman has pasred the likenesses of herself and my cousin upon the paper. Now, Mr. Neuilly, I ask you, is not that the man who was known to you?" "You are quite right, Mr. Mitchel. I recognize the face perfectly. This is the man I have all along supposed to be a consummate villain. Now I must confess that he was more sinned against than sinning. His one crime was drinking, and the entanglement which wrecked his wife's life and his own was but a wicked plot of which he was innocent. I am glad that it is so, as it leaves the dear little girl without the danger of hereditary taint." "Come, Mr. Barnes," said Mr. Mitchel. "What have you to say now?" Mr. Barnes' treply was calculated to 6tartle his hearers, but seemed to have little effect. He said: "Mr. Mitchel, who do you think killed Rose Mitchel?" "I don't think I am bound to answer," replied Mr. Mitchel quickly. "I wish you a good afternoon," said the detective dryly. "Will you go with the, Mr. Neuilly?" Before the old gentleman could reply Mrs. Mitchel interposed: "Don't go, Mr. Neuilly. You have seen nothing of Rose yet, and besides we would like you to attend our reception tonight." "Ha, ha, Air. Barnes! Is she not worthy of being my wife? She takes your witness away from you, for I think you will stay, will you not, Mr. Neuilly?" , "It will be a joy to do so. Mr. Barnes, under the circumstances I know you will excuse me and forgive me, will you not?" "Certainly. You are right to stay. 1 will leave you all to your happiness. And I hcpe it will last. Good day." With which he left them. "Really it is too bad, "said Mr. Mitchel, "bat these detectives are always so sanguine. Just think of it, Queen, he thinks, or he thought perhaps would be more correct, that you were a murderer's wife. What do you say, eh?" . For answer she kissed him gently on the forehead, and then went out and brought back Rose. TO BE CONTINUED. piscdtancous flatting. AS GOOD AS TUB VICTORIA CROSS. The Gallantry of Captain J. C. B. Smith a Petersburg Excites the Admiration o General Robert E. Lee?General San McGowan's Letter to His Old Comrade News and Courier. Columbia, March 7.-Special: Then * * * r*A(lfA?lAMio OAMlAtKl 117 VW Oi c OUUiC vuuicuct avc itviuivio tt u> do not like to exploit their acts o courage and fidelity during the lat< war. Such is the case with Captait J. C. B. Smith. It was only by' th< request of the Camp of Confederate Veterans that the following corres pondence has been given The Sundaj News: July 6, 1895. General Samuel McGowan, Abbe ville, S. C.: My Dear GenebalAs the white heads and tottering footsteps of most of the soldiers o the late war indicate very olearlj that they, too, must soon cross ovei the "river" to join those who fell 31 years ago, I write you to confirm b] letter an incident in my career as < Confederate soldier, of which onlj yourself and Colonel Charles Venable of General Lee's staff, are cognizant As I have never mentioned it to mj family it is only my desire to file youi letter away that, when I am gone my children may see that I performec my whole duty as a Confederal soldier, in a cause, though lost to us ever dear. With a view of refreshing your memory I will go a little iot< the events of the day of General Lee'i last effort to hold the works arounc Petersburg. You were in command o Wilcox's division, your brigade holding the right of main line, and th< Twelfth South Carolina regiment ot right of brigade. In the morning o the day when you ordered the columi to advance, which soon struck th< enemy in an old field pine thicket driving them rapidly for some distant behind their strongholds. At this poini the Confederate line baited, holding the ground gained until the turn o day, when it was ordered to fall back caused, as I afterwards learned, bj General Grant massing his troops anc breaking the Confederate line to th< left of your division. When your line had fallen back t< the point at which it commenced tb< attack in the morning, it was halted and line of battle formed to meet th? enemy. Just at this point you order iKnao omoll nnmrtonina t/ CU LUC VYII/U IU ICC OUittll VVUI|/M>I tvw m proceed to an elevated ridge betweer 300 or 400 yards to the right aod real of your main line, instructing me te hold it at all hazards. Before I had proceeded half way te I he point designated, I discovered th? enemy's line of battle advancing through the growth of small pines overlapping the right ofyour main line I at once deployed my little band anc gave the order to "give it to then boys, and fall back slowly." As we neared the little farm house 1 saw a mounted soldier, whom I die not know, in the country road tha ran along the top of the ridge. My men fought like good fellows passing around the farm house, anc through the garden, where they soot reached the ridge, and I proceeded down the slope through a forest o heavy timber to regain my regimeni which was done after some tramping fVi/v tttotr Ann nf mw mon QihH tf UU IUO ? C4J VUO Ui UJJ tuvu UM1V. v\ roe that that was an officer on the horse and bad asked him who was ir command of the detachment of troops and that he told him Captain Smith, o the Twelfth regiment, South Carolina Late that afternoon, when you re turned from General Lee's head quarters, you came in search of toe finding me sitting on a pine log, aud as you approached me you said: "Smith, my dear fellow, you have covered yourself with glory; I have just returned from General Lee's quarters, to whom Colonel Venable, ol his staff, had reported your conduct and gallantry in the evening's engagement." You said that General Lee paid me the high compliment of being one of the best men in the army and requested you to bring me up, and introduce me to him. Of course, so high a compliment, coming from sc good and great a man as General Lee, was very gratifying to me, and I must say that every man with me on that occasion deserved the same, for it was their brave and soldierly conduct that kept-me with them. The downfall of Petersburg and Richmond prevented the introduction, as you know. Now, dear General, I fear by this 1 long letter I have imposed upon your 1 patience, but I only want your answer to file away with my valuable keepings. Hoping to hear from you soon, and ' that you are in the best of health, I beg to remain, Yours most truly J. C. B. Smith. By way of endorsement there is the following: July 6, 1895. BJr. J. C. B. Smith?My Dear Friend : One of my old wounds makes me write with difficulty, and therefore I will not re-write this letter, but eimply endorse it as true, absolutely true. By the way, I must say that the old Twelfth regiment was one of the best 1 I ever saw, not excepting my old 1 Fourteenth. As a rule they were the best men of the continent. We must all soon go to the "Silent 1 Bivouac 1" God bless you and yours. Affectionately, your friend, 8. McGowan. POLITICAL GOSSIP. South Carotin* Politic* as They Appear In Washington. The Greenville News has a correst pondent at Washington who seems to r be pretty well informed as to the i various developments in South Caro. lina politics as they appear in the national capital. The following ex5 tracts from bis letters will be of more > or less interest in this section : f I was standing at the west door of 3 the senate chamber a lew days ago i talking to Senator Tillman, who has 3 been confined to bis home through ? indisposition for nearly a week, when . Senator Irby walked out of the Demo/ cralic cloak room and passed us. As be passed he uttered a few almost unintelligible words of greeting to . Tillman, who simply answered "Irby." . That was all that passed. I underr stand that it is about all that ever f passes between them. The newspa; pers here have contained reports that r they never speak j but this js. not so, , 5 Talking about the fight for Irby's f seat, a friend of McLaurin said that i Tillman could not afford to give either j his open or secret support to Governor . t Evans in preference to McLaurin. , . The latter, he said, stands too well j here not to be of value to Tillman, r He then referred to McLaurin's dignit fied defense of Tillman in the house, 1 when a member attacked the junior 3 senator from South Carolina and spoke f of hiiq as an anarchist. McLaurin r made a calm, deliberate reply, couched ' *- ii _i_ ) in wen cnosen worua. 3 There is oo doubt that McLaurin 1 will make the race for senator. If he f runs for anything, it will be for senator ' 5 or governor. 3 So far as his politics are concerned, ) McLaurin ought to be eminently satisf factory to some of these Reformers i who are looking for "light in the West." 3 McLaurin was a member of the free , silver conference held here in January, i and is one of the leading advisers of l the new silver party. He has the r credit of going out of the party ahead f of Tillman. McLaurin is also some, what a protectionist. He is in advance r of his faction in South Carolina in that 1 respect. That will make him some i friends among those who are beginning to embrace protection. He does not ) bold to Republican ideas of protection, i but believes in it to a limited extent. } This may be news in South Carolina, > but it is a fact. As the new silver . party is likely to take on protection ) and silver at oue load, and as that 1 I rv-k tKnn lib ol XT erof thfi T? O. 1 JJUIbJT win uiuic buuu imvij gw vuv a?vr form vote of South Carolina in the > national election, Mr. McLaurin is pretty well heeled in the way of cam) paigu material when he strikes the i stump. I Should McLaurin and Evans get to , pulling too many feathers off each . other for the senate, and it is deteri mined that for the good of the party l both should come down, there would be abundant material to pick from. [ "Secesh" Talbert is sawing wood and i saying nothing. He claims to be L somewhat of a stump man himself and often casts a "wistful eye" toward the , north end of the Capitol. Stanyarne I Wilson will keep out of the deals that i may be made, but wouldn't mind step1 ping over into the senate if a deadlock f should eosue. He will, however, pret, fer to come back to the bouse to taking . chances at the other job. > As to the talk about the opposition j to Strait, it is said here that there are i a raft of fellows who want to repre, sent that district. There is Finley, of f York ; Hough, of Chesterfield ; Tran . tham and Floyd, of Kershaw, and Barber, of Chester. Strait's friends - do not believe that any of these men , could beat him unless it was Barber, , and declare that the doctor has too ; firm a hold on the affections of the > farmer friends of his district for any> body to get ahead of him. This can i be said for Strait: He is a hard workF er and is always in bis seat. He is ; steadfast and true to the Reform move ment, and no disloyally along that line i can be charged to him. Strait left ; today for home to see how the land I lays and on account of sickness in his I family. fiST Education for children is a 100 , per cent, investment?if the children . are of the right sort to begin with.