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i ' ', *v* .. a-:.s , / YORKVILLE ENQUIRER. ~~ IgSTOD SEMI-WKEELT. L k. OEisi'i; 8058. Pibiith# . J % 4smi'8 U'rcswn: dfor tk< $ramolion of flu J3oliticaI, ?141*!, $jrty?lfni[al and (Eammrorial Jntdrsli of fh< Jeoplj. | 11 *Vi.o corv!nncmi" ESTABLISHED 1858. YO RKVILLE, S. C., TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 9.1913. IsO. 78. The Mie By CHARLES TE Author of Dhe Day / Soult (Copyright 1911, Ths Bobbs-Msrrt CHAPTER XIX?Continued. The Honorable T. P. Purcell coughed again. He glanced hurriedly out the door at a passer-by, then at the candidate. "I think, gentlemen, this is enough. All very interesting to Mr. Curran, hut it's nothing to do with his campaign. I'm glad"?he wiped his managerial brow perplexedly?"we ot?rtii i was coming to speak to Mr. Cut-ran about his campaign this fall, and we just stumbued on this?ah ?gossip, fortunately! We brought him to you, Wiley!" He looked at his watch and smiled: "This talk?if it is true? Well, I must go! And Wiley"?he turned to the candidate?"remember the committee wants you to go through Dallas county like a house afire. Start at Pleasantvllle on the tenth. But Harper will speak with you, and well arrange the rest of the programme later." He came to take Wiley's hand? "And, old man, I'd cut out all these malingerings of youth with our loquacious friend, here." "Tom." muttered Wiley, "It was almost twenty years ago!" "Then it's all outlawed. But this constituency of yours?and you know how sensitive they are to gossip of the sort. Decent, wholesome, God-fearing people?you know Americans in general will never stand for any sort of?of ?well, this sort of thing, Wiley! Purltans that's it?that's what we are! Except about money! But this sort of thing"?he looked about at the others ' again and smiled. "Just between . friends, eh?" Arne nodded. If Wiley Curr&n had ' confessed to philandering with the ] whole tribe of Clajuns, whoever they were, there would have been those to 1 love him. When Purcell had gone, 1 Arne arose and touched Wiley's arm. 1 "Look here, why didn't you ever tell i some one 01 inn r "Why? It was Ion* ago?before I ] drifted west?when I'd landed in New ; Orleans broke fro mCuba. We had a ' filibustering' gang and it busted. Ob, i well?" he sighed. "Arne, what's the < use of calling up things? I'm not < ashamed of anything?much. Young ' and foot free?any, anyhow, I always < played fair with women and every- I body." < "I know it. But this?girl, Wiley? Did you marry her?" There was a stillness for a long 1 time. Outside a late bird was singing 1 in the sugar trees and the wind was 1 south. It seemed to bring a dream to i Wiley's eyes; nights of youth, mis- I spent but unutterably dear in memory, i "Did you marry her, Wiley?" 1 Wiley turned slowly toward him with I a touch of defiance. "Tea." Arne stood back. "That's all I want to know, old boy. And Janet, too! c Tou'd better have everything above i board to begin with. It's the only way 1 Purcell's right?the people, the great, i clean, wholesome heart of the people! i They sort of love you, Wiley?but they 3 wouldn't stand anything in a leader that seemed?a?a double life." i "It never was that! I never conceal- e ed a thing. Only here, when I drifted ( back to the old town, what was the f use? All dead and buried, Arne. ? "This girl?" Arne turned abruptly to 1 Ladeau. "You know what became of 1 her?" 1 "Dat Wiey man?ask him!" i "I was told," retorted Wiley, "that 1 ' she died. It was after I went west? f two years after. I?I sent her money, t Arne. You see we never lived togeth- < er?we couldn't make It go. And we \ parted?and she . . . died!" r Arne took his hand. "I don't care. I ^ won't ask any more. I'm with Purcell. We'll be with you to the finish." He I turned away with a sort of choke. To 1 ? ** ? _ a ' Arne Vance, witn nis ascetic numur ui a propagandist, his capacity for enthusiasm, Curran had become, since his victory, a figure panoplied with power, their leader, their loved one. He had still a boy's vision and the need of hero-loving. When he had gone out to his team at the hltchlng-rall, Rube Van Hart sauntered after. "So Wiley's running for congress? Sufferln' Johnson. Arne?I can't believe it! But if this here Cajun I brought up from the bush league towns is going to hurt him, I'll kill the cuss! Yes, sir; take him to Eagle Point and let him fall off?accidentally." Arne looked back at the News shop. Harlan was in the door. The Cajun, in Wiley's office seat, rolling a cigarette, ' had come to stay, it seemed. "Hurt i him?" blurted Arne. "That story * would beat him, if Tanner and his t crowd ever got it! But we?we can "! keep it close, Rube, if you'll help." a "Help? Help Wiley? Why we was > kids together?htm and me!" ? He got in with Arne and they drove t off to the stables. 8 Back in the office, Ladeau, with the I air of a barber in distress, oily-haired. Bhabby of coat, was fumbling in a pocket for tobacco. Curran silently ex- r tended his case. "Mercl!" smiled the Cajun. "To* t sho' nev' fo'get old friends, Wiley!" Still Curran had no wora. narian, c studying him silently, had never seen a him so in & dream. The stranger set- ( tied himself In the chair with the air J of one who had come on a lucky turn < of fortune. "And I come up wif dat J Rube and find yo' first thing! Rube 1< say you run fo' congress?" 1< "Yes. I have the nomination. o "Who'd t'ought dat? Old Wiley who h used to play dat guitar fo' dem island t girls to dance at La Chenlere!" The candidate ran his hands through his hair and looked off at the Methodist g church spire. "It's different up here, p Maurice. I?I'm mighty glad to see t you?but I?I?wish you hadn't come!" s He seemed to have forgotten Harlan's e presence. Suddenly he uprose and v came swiftly to the other. "See here, Maurice! Why can't you A get out of town? You see you'll get to talking, if you hang around; and my friends?it will bother them! Person- t ally, I don't care, but they?the people, n these western country people?" S GLANDERS JNNEY JACKSON _ , My Brother't Keeper. Etc. U Company.) He stopped. In Ladeau's small eyesj was a curious confidence of evil. "Eheu! Dese Yankees! Dey boll d' coffee, Wiley! Savages! But dey don't 1 know you, eh? Dat It?" Curran was staring out the window. Ladeau came nearer. "I reckon yo' got 1 a dollar to' an old friend, Wiley?" Wiley's hand went down. "Here." "Mebbe five dollars? Look at dem 1 shoes?name of God! Dat Rube?we walk from St. Joe!" "I?haven't that much here, Maur ice. But?well, I'll get It. But for God's sake, go; let me think a bit!" Then, ' as Ladeau shambled on a step he hurried to him. "Walt. Yot know of : Adrlenne? She died?are you sure she died?" i "Madame Artols tell me when I go back to N'Awlyns fo' years after. She J says she write you'. She say you' send 1 back wan beautiful letter when Adrlenne died?just what a poet would say, Wiley. Wan beautiful letter?but no money to bury Adrienne!" "I?know. I was broke out In Arizona, Maurice. Madame Artois knows that. I Just could thank her for taking care of Adrienne, that was all.M "Oh, madame know! She cry when read dat letter. All women yo' can make cry, somehow, madame she say. Bheu, dat beautiful letter!" Curran was watching past him to the western sky. 'Tomorrow," he mut- * tered, "come back, Maurice, and I'll do what I can?that money. But I? haven't much. I'm in debt terribly." He watched Ladeau shamble down the street feeling of the dollar, turning presently into the billiard hall among the idlers. He did not see Harlan in the shadows. After a while he raised his hand toward the shiftless figure. 'That?might have been me! Me? me! But God help me?I'm saved!" From the numbing vision of his own t past he turned slowly and saw the g younger man. He came to him swiftly, f "Do you hear, Harlan? Just that?a t ihambler, a wreck!" He sat down and j covered his face with his hands. Pres- t Mitly he writhed with some agony. r *Ood, what a man misses," he exclaim- y sd, "what he flings away! What , {hosts come back, Harlan! After c :wenty years!" a "What is it, Wiley?mat nurts sor- a "I don't know. Fear?that must be v it Nervous fear. Of late It's been so a toe just to live, Harlan. To go down e :he street and feel that you've done v V _ lomeining: inai you uavt amuiuuii, jurpose; and that they've counted with t nen. That's It?that you've won! New R lope, new courage; I'v felt like ehout- r ng It to all the world!" b "I know, Wiley." f "No. you don't boy. You've got to be lown and out first; you've got to be 0 idrift and lose hope, and know yourself e he failure first, before you can ever ? ealize how fine it is to succeed, how fl iweet It is to live. Oh, boy, when I was t, ,-our age I drifted all over the old west n ?It was a big adventure. I wanted to t( vrite what I felt?Its sweep and power ind bigness! Nevada, New Mexico, ^ California, Alaska?wherever life beat 8 ast and free, I wandered. But I b ;ouldn't write it?no?no! It was too >ig and splendid ror me?tne epic, win f, : lived It, Harlan! And then I came jack here when father died, and left ne the old shop. No one knew; I had b 'ailed, that's all. I settled down here r ind worked, but the old fine ardor was ;one. Eight years of thin village? :ommon, prosy, dull?not ore to speak j vlth of the big things but you and Ja- c] ?et! And then I awakened?why here 0 ~ T Kft/1 an/1 Irtaf VCU3 IUC i^UCUI A ?au U? ^CMIK U ??iv> ivrav ?here was my work, my place, my 8 >eople?" He lifted his arm and swept h t out to hills beyond the leafy square, j, 'Yes, I grot back my old spirit, my ^ ightlng soul, but I didn't put It into a gl >oem, Harlan?but into politics, this n >attle?and won!" tl Harlan had stirred before his ecstacy. -y tfas this the man of yesterday?? \ his winging spirit, whom the smug f, own had never understood??who had p :ome back to an ennobling youth? Wiley came to put his hand upon the tl rounger man's shoulder: "I won, and ^ here's something for me, Harlan, rhere's work, there's life?there's love! p ie straightened and struck his fists e ogether. 'And I am not afraid, bpy! tl tell you I've not been myeelf all this f, rear?I've been reborn!" He sat at his fj lesk and stared out at the summer f, light. "The glory of It! Th* beauty of ^ t!" Again he turned and reached his 0 land across the table to his friend. "Oh fl he great hours we've Bpent here, boy! j, fou can't tell what It all meant. You ire so different from me, but here h rour manhood was formed, Harlan? ind you watched my fight, too! Just c latterlng away here at the old press? g; ind then the light dawned. She came, 8l iarlan!" w "She? Janet?" a The other man stared at him. "Ja- lc let? Why no! Aurelie!" h Harlan did not stir. Then he mut- h ered as to himself. "They told me!" h "Told you?" A high ar.d sirene smile ame to Curran's face. "I didn't think ci my one knew! Why, who could guess? ci )h, well?what matter! It's as Old c; ilich says: 'A little child shall lead fi em! Done lead 'em to the land o' h oy!' Yes: that was It, Harlan. She a ed that old whlsky-pedllng soldier to v ove and decency; and she led me out q f failure! God bless the kid with all nr ler impudence and poses and absurdi- ti les!" h "You never told me, Wiley!" II "What was there to tell? It just ci rew on me?that's all." Then he stop- rr >ed still; so still were they both that he crickets in the old shop wall re- c< umed their singing. Wiley first grop- vi d to utterance. He turned, and his p; oice was a whisper. t? "Harlan, that old affair??you and kurelie? You don't love her!" s< "Yes." tt Again the pause. And again the mut- cj er in the dusk. "Why, boy, you told st ne long ago you'd given her up. r< Ihe outraged you?your people?your hi standards?everything1. Why, I never dreamed?" He stared speechlessly. "No, I never told you. But I do, Wiley! I've waited?sometime Bhe'll need me?sometime, when things go wrong In this abominable business she's in! I've worked and waited and kept silent?but I've watched!" "She doesn't love you." "She does." The elder man was still. And suddenly the other leaned to him. "See here. What do you mean, Wiley?' "Mean?" "Yes. They told me?see here?do you love her?" Curran was silent again. Then his soft laugh, but it was wrung from a Btrange loneliness. "Love her? Are they saying that? Poor kid! As if she hadn't enough to contend with as it Is! And I?" "I ask you Wiley?" The younger man's voice arose In passion. "Tell me!" "You ought to know. You know what you've always been to me, boy. No one closer?no one In all the world! And what was finest for you ?wnai was lor your uap^iucoo?u??w >o what I wanted always. But Aurelle? [ couldn't think of that, somehow!" "But love her, Wiley?you!" The younger man arose. "No. I don't. Not that way. I can't. I'm a trlfler with everything. Only Aurelle?I can't explain It. Some beautiful mystery Is over It all. She touched me so! She crept so near. She's made life and work so precious. Ood bless the kid! I tell you I can't understand It, Harlan!" But the other man stared at him ivith his jaw setting. "I understand it!" He was up and turning to the loor. "Yes!" And he was gone. Curran sat In the dusk of his shop. 'Who will understand?" he whispered. 'Janet? Harlan? I can't myself! To Iream of her?to shelter and protect i#r?If that is lovlnar. then I love?" He broke off staring into the sumner night It grew palpitant with )hantoms; fears, fancies?ghosts troop ng out of the long years of failure and lespair. And he had thought of lato hat he had defeated the misbelieving lorde. CHAPTER XX A Little 8ilver Crucifix. That autumn, after the frost had put he fodder-cutting by, Bert Hemmlnrer, the member of the county board rom the bottoms district, drove down he road that wound from the clay hills >ack of the quarries to town, and came ipon a curious sight. About the abutnent of the unfinished bridge, under rhlch the diverted waters of Sinsinava creek were to flow back to a longhoked channel, were cement barrels md grading machines scattered as if .bandoned in some confusion. No work ras being done beyond the line fence, nd forty yards from that, on a blackned stump, sat a gaunt and silent man rho rested a shotgun across his kneea The county board member stared and hen drove on. In front of Lindstrom's ate, where he turned to town, Hemninger saw Uncle Mich sitting on a roken wagon tongue. "What's this ool John doing: up there?" he asked. Michigan continued to whittle the Id vegetable basket under whose covr he was wont to peddle his illicit rade. "Won't let the Tanner foreman inlsh the Job, Mr. Hemmlnger. Done aid 'em agin to quit. Perkins, the forelan, laid off his men and went back to awn to complain agin." "John'll get hurt foolin' with Perins' dagos?and the law, too." The upervisor's eye went to the old man's asket. "Uncle Mich?when this new istrlct attorney Is elected, all you ellows will have to quit the whisky rade!" "I reckon. The sheriff he ax all us ootleggers to let up until after he gets e-elected! But I quit for good." "Quit? You!" "Done quit. My little girl did it, Mr. lemminger. She and Mr. Curran, they one want me to quit. Mr. Curran and ur little girl." Mr. Hemmlnger drove on with a igh. The story of "them actresses" ad done Mr. Curran no good, despite is winning fight. Neither did his tuixotic championship of the Pocket , quatters. Mr. Curran was always leddllng in some unprofitable affair, tie defender of some lame-dog cause. ! Phen Mr. Hemmlnger reached Janet J 'ance's office to discuss the new seats , jr his district school with her, he juched on Mr. Curran's weaknesses. someDoay ougni 10 noia wuey in Ight, Miss Vance. He needs it. And e's coming on so big, Wiley is." She Bmiled, wondering what curious ain it gave her to hear Curran praisd by these rugged men of the counry who daily came into her office. Her irmer constituents took a shy gratlcation in Janet's appreciation of their omely afTairs. They were proud of er also. "Old Jake's girl was a smart ne?maybe she would marry this new ghting governor who was so mighty iterested in her! But then there was Wley Curran!" They were proud of im, too. An hour later, glancing out, she saw urran and Hemminger together, their boulders to a heavy casting which ome farmer was trying to load in his 'agon at Dickinson's warehouse. And gain her faint smile came. Yes, they ived him?they had made place for im. And she? Well, she had done er part also for him. And she knew im so much better than any of them! Curran had been busied all the final Einipaign. There was fear that the old ounty gang would knife his candiday, so his backers had kept him at the ont. But he had no misgivings. He ad returned to his home town brown nd hearty, pleased with the sense of Ictory. He had discovered surprising ualities in himself, a caustic retort, a , lerclless clearness that pleased the , irmers. The papers commented on , is "brilliance." Janet had read and , Tf nroa m apa n nrlnnincr Q OirilCU. ll nao muic uiau nuiiiiiig u. impalgn; it was the making of a tan. i He saw her when he passed the l jurt house and came to her, eager, t olatile. bubbling with tales of the . regressive cause. "I made 'em lis- ( sn, Janet!" I Then in her calm eyes, back of her ? irene smile, he seemed to read again 1 le inexplicable pain which he did not ire to fathom. And he went from her, i :ead!ed by a sense of her faith, but ?fusing to dwell upon it. It was like { Is estrangement from Harlan?at first ( It had been a desperate hurt. But through the weeks, rising with his new fighting life, he had fiercely told himself that he would yield nothing; he was crying out to life with a Dlonyslan gladness?he would seize growth and power and recreate himself. So, when he found a letter fromAurelie on his desk, he cried out as if a meteor had lighted his dingy shop. Aurelle, the village baggage, Old Michigan's girl; the one-time rabbit hunter of the hills, the ridiculous beauty-prize winner; an actress trapesing over the land with an ambition to come back with a bull-pup and a press-agent to startle the old town! Janet was right; If there was anything needed to "finish" Wiley Curran It was Aurelle Ltndstrom. But he would not admit this. His Celtic sense of romance begilded his world still; a bit of tinsel would hold his eye and always would. Tet he knew better than any one how desperately he needed the cool and soberJudgment of men and women?that was what could make him; that was what was making him now in his new life, the faith, the love of those prosy farm folk of the Midlands. But Aurelie had written! And at once the walls of his shop fell away to vistas of enchantment. "T'm m o-asI f ? ooM iimalla ??i har a CII5?QCU. oaiU /\ui ciict III not Arm, upright, high-school hand. Mr. Curr&n started feverishly. "In a musical comedy and the manager says I can sing! Oh, what do you think of that? Not much, but enough! But Ada Norman says my face did It, and I'd never got a show if I hadn't made Cohan's office boy laugh. But I tell you, Mr. Curran, we were right up against it! Ada and I pawned our trunks, and when she stacked me out in the best clothes we could get I sailed into some of these people. And I tell you, Mr. Curran, the day I got my Job we were down to oatmeal cooked over the gas jet in our room. But there's nothing to a race but the finish! Oatmeal isn't so bad." "Oh, Aurelle!" groaned Mr. Curran, "and that taxi, and the dollar you gave a bell-boy at the Metropole!" The letter went on: "And what do ] you think, Mr. Curran, I was only in that chorus six weeks when Cohan ft Snitz decided to put a road show out, ana tney picked me out or tne New , York production to understudy the comedienne. They said I was funny! | I suppose I made faces and kicked up ( my heels?" "Oh, Rome! Oh, the , Shakespeare Club!" murmured Mr. ( Curran.?"So I'm going out on the road | with the second Girl and the Burglar _ company. We aren't so classy as the New York bunch but it gives me a , chance. I like New York. You ought ( to see the clothes I've got. When we ( open in Chicago on the tenth you just got to come and see me act "P. S.?Tell all the grannies who don't like me, about The Girl and The Burglar. "*on't say anything about the j oatmeal! "P. S.?Pretty st>on I'll send you some stuff to put in the paper. "P. S.?I saw three little rabbits under a bridge yesterday when the train went by. With love, "Aurelle." The congressional candidate folded the letter over so that "With love, Aurelie." showed. He gazed at It. Then he sat down and tried to recall Aurelie. What she liked, and how she laughed or rebelled?what Inevitability of life had made her as It made all the rest of us. He went about the next month, In and out of the county, speaking wher-' ever the need took him. It was not until his next breathing space that, ? back In his office to pick up the odds . and ends of work?for the task of getting out the News had fallen to Aunt Abby and his mongrel printers?he met Harlan. While Wiley had been on his whirlwind campaign, Harlan had kept to his petty lawyering with Donley. He had no flght to make. The coun- y ty committee took care of that. His sort of politics needed no noise nor appeal?It was not a part of the Cambridge-Virginia traditions of his family. Harlan came in on him one chill night in October. Wiley had been hurt, ^ for It seemed, since his return, that Harlan had evaded him. Others had noticed It. Ame Vance had truculently attributed it to politics?Harlan was ( going the way of the old gang, was he? Well, Arne had grimely forecasted ( It. Associations and traditions were _ u too strong for Harlan. Curran and Harlan faced each other a now with a dumb recognition of the j hurt In each other's eyes. The old c glad faith?where had It gone? Curran had been at brief analysis of F It all, even with the turmoil of his batV tie. And Janet's serene aloofness, yet steadfast ardor for his success. "They think I love her," he had muttered restlessly, time and again. ,?I?why, It's ridiculous! Twice her age, and? lordy! getting bald as I am?and everything about me?a trifler with women." \nd then he studied. "Well, that kid! Sod bless her! Nothing never hit me so hard. I wish they'd understand." ? But to save Mr. Curran he couldn't g make out what he wanted any one to jnderstand. He was in some bewildering struggle, he told himself? and lould not understand himself! c He stood across his desk from the c imperturbable young man. How Har- ^ an had grown these years! His man's ^ 3ulk and dignity, his outgiving of pow;r and personality. Wiley had envied j it, even with his great hurt love for :he boy. It was curious how things lome to one man without price for . tvhlch another struggles lifelong In i-ain. He tried now to come back to r< :he dear familiar ground with Harlan, h ind Harlan would not have It. (To be Continued.) Age Before Beauty.?"Yes." said the >Id man to his visitor, "I'm proud of P ny daughters, and It is the ambition of 8 ny heart to see them all comfortably Tiarrled." "What more," he added knowingly. 'I've made a bit of money in my time, so my glrdls won't go to their husmnds penniless. There's Mary, for eximple, 25 years old and a real gocd lass F ?I'll give her $6,500 on her wedding lay. And to Bet?you see, she has jassed her 35th summer?I'll give her, U it any rate, $10,000; while the man who w akes Eliza can rely on taking with her v it least $25,000." "By the way," inquired the young J nan, "how old is Eliza?" y "Forty," replied the elder. & "Hum! I suppose you don't happen o have a daughter somewhere between T 10 and 70?" C ?jfti?cetbncou0 grading. REMBERT AND CHE8HIRE Hot Correspondence Caused by Newspaper Publication. In the laat Issue of the Anderson Intelligencer that appeared under the editorial management of Editor V. B. Cheshire, there was published a somewhat sensational attack on Mr. George R. Rembert for an alleged underhand ed attack on Senator McLaurin. The Intelligencer article was reproduced by several papers, Including the Pee Dee Dally of Bennettsvllle, and In Its Issue of last Wednesday, that paper printed Mr. Rembert's reply. The controversy appears below: [Anderson Intelligencer, August 29.] It ?s generally the rule for all of the candidates for any office to direct their fire on the strongest man in the race. This has always proven true in the race for governor and all other offices within the gift of the people. Already the candidates for governor have trained their guns on "Curley Headed" Johnnie McLaurin. They are all fighting him. Why? Because they realize that he is the man they will have to beat. A short time ago the Intelligencer received a communication signed "R L. Thackston," In which Hon. John L. McT.mirln was hltterlv denounced. After reading the communication, we realized that It was not penned by Mr. Thackston but by a lawyer. A few day* later Mr. Thackston called at the office and asked why we did not publish the communication. We said to him: "Mr. Thackston, you did not write that article and for that reason we did not print it. It had the earmarks of George R. Rembert of Columbia, who is a candidate for governor. Didn't he write it and send it to you and ask you to sign it and then send it to me for publication?" Mr. Thackston replied that he was going to tell the truth about the whole thing and admitted that Rembert did write the article and that his only part in the communication was signing his name at the bottom of the typewritten page. Now, that Is the kind of man that la If thin Isn't An underhand way to fight McLaurln, then we don't know the meaning of the word "underhanded." If Rembert and the other candidates fear McLaurin's strength, why don't they come out In the open Bind fight him like a man, not put the knife In the hands of press agents and private citizens? All of which will be of help to McLaurln, because the people of South Carolina will not stand for underhanded methods in politics, if they know It. [Pee Dee Dally, September 3.] Columbia, 8. C. Sept. 2, 1918. Eld 1 tor of Pee Dee Dally, Bennettsvllle, S. C. Qlr' Tnrathar with thin latter two bther letters will be handed to you 'or publication in connection with your 'ront page article of Aug. 30th, headed: 'Rembert makes attack by Proxy." I iresume that you will publish, those two letters .together with this as I have lot any reason to believe up to this time that you are not a fair man. In his connection, I will say, however, hat attacks have been continuously nade upon me for three months by Senator McLaurin by proxy through lis press agent, Leon M. Green, and his tfflclal mouthpiece and campaign jooster, Bull Moose Beard. You may nform yourself, Senator McLaurin and . ill of his aggregation of Republicans, Bull Moosers and political soldiers of 'ortune that I am able to take care of nyself on the hustings and off of it. If, , ike some other newspaper editors, rou have lost all sense of justice and < efuse to publish these three letters vithout making me pay for It, you will , cindly publish them as advertisements ind send me the bill. , Very truly yours, GEO. R. REM BERT. , l (Copy.) Belton, S. C. ( July 28, 1913. , dr. Geo. R. Rembert, \ Columbia, 8. C. , Dear Sir: Tou are the man I think ve should elect for governor for South Carolina in our next election and I ilm to carry Anderson county for you, f I can. I want you to write a letter , Jong the line of your being a better , nan to All the place than McLaurln , ind I will sign my name to It and have j t printed In the "Anderson Intelllgen- ] cr" Write Just as hot a letter as you } (lease and I will never give you away ( m It. You can beat me writing or I j rould not ask you to do It. Hoping you best success, I am, ( Your friend, ( R. L. THACKSTON. t (Copy.) * July 29, 1913. fr. R. L. Thackston, Belton. S. C. I My Dear Mr. Thackston: I have reeived your very kind letter of Ju.v 8th, and I wish to express to you my Incere appreciation of your generous upport. With reference to the Impression fhlch the newspapers are trying to onvey that Governor Blease Is In a omblnatlon with John L. McLaurln: 'here Is not a bit of truth in It. It 3 done for the sole purpose of trying o Injure me because they see that un?ss they can split our ranks I will ceralnly be elected governor. I enclose you a short communication or the Anderson Intelligencer, but I do ot believe they will publish It for the eason, as I am Informed that Cheshire as already lined himself with Mc aurln. I wish you would send me a list of tie voters In your community as I am reparlng a mailing list to use next f'JUK tt.uu duiiiiiici. Again thanking you, I am, 8 Sincerely, * GEO. R. REM BERT. t n Beard Replies to Remb?rt. (Pee Dee Daily.) [on. George R. Rembert, Columbia, S. C. 1 Respected Sir: You make an uncalled 8 jr attack upon me in the public prints c rhich I shall not allow to go unnoticed. v ou wrote a letter attacking Senator . L. McLaurln and sent It to one of r our henchmen in Anderson, who sign- ' d it and gave It to the paper there. e he editor of the paper, Col. V. B. * heshlre, taxed the party with it and 1 he confessed. You were "caught with the goods," and to escape the consequences of your puerile conduct you divert attention to "Bull Moose" Beard. I had nothing whatever to do with the matter. I am not a candidate. I had no connection of any kind with Senator McLaurin other than friendship and I brand your statement as wilfully and maliciously false. You say I have been attacking you for three months. This Is also untrue. I said In an Interview that you were not "gubernatorial timber." I am sure that a careful consideration of your insane bombastlcs would convince any Intelligent observer that I understand this proposition. I have heard many (not half as well informed as I) say that they did not want a "cheap imitation." Your reference to "Bull Moose" comes with ill grace. You are as much "Bull Moose" as L You know as well as I do that I was only a small pawn in the game last year. Every indication pointed to the fact that certain influences dominating the Jones crowd Intended to count Blease out and you, as well, as I, Intended to go to the general election with a full independent ticket if they did. Proof of which is contained in a letter from me to the News and Courier during that period putting out such a ticket, which, by the way you did not protest against at the time. All of us, you as well, as I, took advantage of the Progressive par ty to provide tne macmnery ior sucn a contest at the general election. Am I to be the scapegoat? This threat Is what kept John Oary Evans and others from forcing the Issue. It la also what frightened Tillman Into line. I did my duty as I saw it and I am willing to take my medicine like a man. But I refuse to permit one of the men who was as much in favor of It as I, to have the monumental cheek to twit me with "Bull Moose." Tou are tarred with the same stick. I stated In a letter once that I would support you as the Bleaslte candidate If you proved to be the strongest, otherwise I would support John L. McLaurin. I can't help it because you cannot measure up to a standard that will lift you out of obscurity. I have no malice towards i you and after our conversation on the train going up to Hendersonvllle, cannot understand why you persist In at- < tacking me, unless, Indeed, It be a last desperate effort to draw to yourself the i notice of the press, which seems to 1 either have forgotten you or never to i have had the pleasure of your acquaintance. This Is not the first time i I have had minnows to nibble at my i hook, or torn-tits challenge my fire, but < I have, and ever will, refuse to waste my bait and ammunition on such ] trifling trophiea < Regretting my Inability to afford j Mr. Rembert, through a useless and < unprofitable controversy, that publlcl- i ty he seems so much In need of, I i am, Very respectfully, 1 W. P. Beard. i Abbeville, S. C., Sept 6, 1913. , , , I More Womtn Than Msn.?The fact that In almost all civilized countries 1 women outnumber men has been ascribed to the higher birth rate of girl babies, yet statistics show that 106 boys are born to every 100 glrla According to figures compiled by a European statistician, the girl has a better chance than the boy of attaining maturity. He finds that from the 3d to the 15th year the mortality for both sexes is the same; from the 15th to the 19th year, the critical age for girls, the girl's chances are slightly better than the boy's; from the 30th to the 35th year the mortality among women is mailer than among men, and It continues smaller until the 70th year. men ror a aecuue aim a nan iuo bouo once more have the same chance of ' survival, but above 85 years of axe ( woman again stands a much better 1 chance than man. To account for this difference the 1 statistician points out that woman has greater reslstence in shaking off disease than man. It is true that the 1 physical strength of the man is great- ( er than woman's, but a woman's pow- 1 er of endurance is more robust One reason for this la that woman ( possesses a finer perception of her * power of endurance than a man, and 4 when her perception warns her of fa- ^ tlsrue she stoDs. A man does not stop c until his power Is exhausted. His * nervous system Is not as finely organ- r I zed as a woman's, and as Mosso, the t Italian physiologist has pointed out, men and women are entirely depend ant upon their nerves for caution not 8 to over-exert. While It is true that t tvomen more easily contract many dls- * aases, particularly nervous and mental * llseases, than men, they overcome c them with greater ease. 8 8 ' ' 8 Tillman and Smith.?There Is a split d Between the two United States sena- p tors from this state on the matter of c -ecommending a district attorney In e the place of the present incumbent t vho has been given to understand o :hat his resignation would be accept- s id. Senator Tillman favors the ap- p polntment of Hon. J. W. Thurmond, vho was Judge Jones' campaign maniger last year, and Senator Smith favors Hon. Francis H. Weston, the |{ aresent senator of Richland county. iVhether Smith will insist upon his ecommendatlon against Tillman will 8 aave to be seen later. If he does ^ ind the president Is put In the em- ^ aarrasslng position of not being able v o get the senators to agree, he may e ;a?e me mauer in nu own uanua a ind make the appointment lndepend- v ?nt of them. Tillman Is not accus- ^ omed to allowing a Junior senator to itand In hlB way when he becomes in- a ensely interested, and if Smith Is j, lot careful, his opposition to the b lenlor senator's wishes In this mat- n er may cause a breach between them ]( hat will be hard to heal.?Manning jj rimes. ' * 1 . CI tr Pat was buying a clock, and In w ecommending one to him the shop o ceeper remarked that It was an "eight si lay clock." "And phwat Is that?" In- n lulred Pat. "Why It goes eight days 1< vlthout winding." "So much as that," t< xclaimed the Irishman in astonish- d nent. "Begorra, there's wan thing I'd a olke to be after axing ye:?"If It goes q Ight days without winding, how long cl vlll It go If yez do wind It up?"?Pres>yterlan Witness. nr | .TILLMAN FOR WAREHOU8E8 8snior 8snator is Satisfisd With ths Psnding Bill. The following Is from correspondence between Senator Tillman and Hon. Alfred Aldrlch, published In the News and Courier: Hon. Alfred Aldrlch, Barnwell, South Carolina. My Dear Sir: I have just received a letter from a friend of mine of Ridge Spring, South Carolina, making inquiry about the Southern States Cotton corporation. 1 enclose nerewjm royi reply to him, and will be glad if you, have any comments to make or can give me information that will lead me to form a better Judgment or higher opinion of the Southern States Cotton Corporation than I have from an examination of the literature sent I have known for a long while that the southern farmers were robbed unmercifully by the "sharps." By co-operatlon and combination we can whip them out But I believe a better plan than the Southern States Corporation j is the warehouse scheme, which was passed by the South Carolina leglsla- * ture two years ago. I can see how the states of the south can get behind their < own citlsens and finance the warehouses with the states' credit and the | voters having control of the state governments through the election of the legislatures can protect themselves, because with the power of taxation to 1 back up cotton held in warehouses there can be no loss under a reasonable and wise administration. But before I elaborate and go any I further into this idea I will wait until I 1 bear further from you in full explana- I tion and advocacy of the scheme about ' which Mr. DuBose, of Ridge Springe, writes. Very sincerely yours, B. R. Tillman. 1 8ULZER SHOULD BE PLAIN Cel. Roeeevslt Discusses Psliticsl Sit* uatien in New York. Col. Theodore Roosevelt has advised 1 Governor Sulzer to make a "full and straightforward explanation and answer in reference to the charges" 1 which resulted In the governor's 1m- ' peachment In a letter replying to two 1 communications relating to the guber- ' natorial situation sent by the govern or ' to the former president while he was 1 traveling In the west. Col. Roosevelt ' says: "You owe It to yourself and to all 1 those who have supported you to take ' the earliest opportunity to answer the 1 charges made against you." j Governor Sulzer made the Roosevelt nuhll/? last Thursday without comment Asked If he would follow the y former president's suggestion, the governor referred his Interrogators to his general denial of the charges issued on idvice of his counsel three days prior to the adoption of the Impeachment resolution by the assembly.'. "My explanation will be given at the impeachment trial," the governor said. Colonel Rooaevelt'p letter In part follows: "On my return from Arizona I received your two letters: I believe I thorjughly understand the assault now being made upon you. I have yet to meet i single person who believes, or even pretends to believe, that a single honest motive has animated the proceedings of your antagonists. From Mr. Murphy himself to the legislators who >beyed his directions, there is no posilble question that all your assailants ire the enemies of the public and that " :he!r aim is to acquire the evil domilation of the state government and :hat the conspiracy against you has lot one saving impulse behind it that :an in the remotest degree be ascribed :o patriotism or civic spirit or to any:hlng save the basest impulse of :rooked politics. We have never seen k more startling example of the power >f the invisible government under the )resent system. "The extraordinary thing is that the conservative' upholders of this present lystem should have witnessed the de:rees of the Invisible government car ied out within twenty-four hours and vho nevertheless denounce as revolulonary our proposal for changes in the orm of government whereby the dellbirate judgment of the majority of the 'otera may be executed within a space * >f time no shorter than required for he execution of their deliberate Judgnent In the choice of a president of _ ho TTnlt?H Rtntea. "Let me add one thing, my dear gov- 1 irnor. You owe it to yourself and to E ill those who have supported you to * ake the earliest opportunity to answer '' he charges made against you. That he purposes of those bringing the harges are wholly evil, I am sure that * ill honest men feel. Moreover, I am v ure that honest men feel that the asault made upon you by your foes is e lue to your having stood up for the w trlnclples of good government and de- * ent citizenship,, even when It was nec- b ssary to defy the will of the bosses of p he two parties and especially of your a wn and to stand in the way of the n uccess of the corrupt schemes of the q arty machine's managers.' a a: TO CATTLE TICK p Charged Faults Found in 8outh#m ? * . 01 Laathar. {( Another Indictment against the outhern cattle tick haa been found by he department of agriculture, aaya the ^ Vashington Star. This Is the tick n which transmits Texas or splenic fev- ^ r. It haa for years prevented profitble cattle raising In the south, not- ^ withstanding climatic conditions of h hat part of the country. Now the leather dealers say that they ^ re obliged to reject or at least grade )w the hides from tick-infested cattle . ecause there Is more and more dep< land for "grain leather" and on such j jather the tick marks show and make T : undesirable. ^ It was thought when the disease- c< arrylng qualities of the cattle tick were first discovered that eradication f the pest in the south was an imposIble task. The agents of the departlent have been working at the prob ;m since 1906, and have found a way ti > systematically clean up the ticks by w Ipping and pasture rotation. Now bout one-fifth of the cattle under uarantine has been released and the lean area Is extending rapidly. j The department says that under ,j< todem leather-making conditions the ^ tick-Infested hides are graded at No. 4. The same hides. If free from ticks, would grade as No. t. The difference in price between these two grades of hides Is three cents per pound. As the hide of southern steers weighs about forty-live pounds, the presence of the tick In the hide causes a loss in the hide alone of more than $1.31 per hide. Government specialists point out that ftu r>nat nf tlok (a nnlv about fifty cents per head, so that if the counties make a systematic cam* paign to eradicate the tick, the increase in value of the hide alone would leave the farmer a net profit of about seventy-six cents per hide. Tennessee will probably bo the first state to be entirely free from quarantine for ticks. It already has eradicated the tick in fifty-one counties and all that now remain under quarantine are parts of Marion, Wayne, Hard man, McNairy and Decatur counties and all of Hardin, Henderson and Chester counties. It is hoped that by September 1 these counties will be free from ticks and the entire state out of quarantine. According to the specialists of the department of agriculture, ft has coat less than fifty cents per head to eradicate the tick in Tennessee, and the cattle owners as a result have gained greatly. WORLD'S RECORD 8TURQSON One Fish Provides Mssl for On# Thousand People. Very seldom indeed is the sturgeon, the flu ny monster which Edward n made a royal fish, and which, when caught in the Thames, becomes the property of the crown. captured in English waters nowadays. For this reason not a little interest was aroused a few days ago when it was announced that a sturgeon niae Feet nine Inches in length, weighing 139 pounds, had been caught in the EUver Delph at Weney Washes, near Littleport, Norfolk,, says London TitBits. This fish, which according to the estimate of a salesman at Spltalfields, who ultimately sold it for six pounds, would provide a meal for nearly 1,000 people, had been noticed In the river, Md attempts had been made to shoot it But the cartridges used were loaded with shot too small to have any effect on the sturgeon's hard skin. A large net, therefore, was drawn across the water to prevent the fish from escaping down the river, after which a boat was rowed alongside the fish, when one >f the men succeeded in forcing a large ind powerful hook attached to a strong >ole into his throat This enabled him :o keep its head out of the water Just J ong enough for the flak to be killed with a gun. Some idea of its slxe and weight may >e gathered from the fact that Ave men were required to land it This, howjver, Is by no means the largest sturreon which has been caught in Bngish waters. The record was a Aah^^SPIl weighing 480 pounds, while In the Korth sea, flsh weighing as much as i(2 pounds and 7S6 pounds have been saptured by travelers. It is pointed out that one of the most -emarkable facta about the flsh netted n the North sea is that they are siml ar to the American species, whence It vould seem that the specimens caught rom time to time in our waters must tave made the voyage across the Atantic, since the fish appears to have lied out as a regular inhabitant of British waters. Sturgeons pass the greater part of he year in the sea, but periodically as:end large rivers, and, it was due to his characteristic that the specimen vas caught recently in the River Dslph. Not only do they attain great slxe ind weight, but, according to the estlnates of some experts, they sometimes ive as long as 200 years. Apropos of he fact that Edward Q made the sturgeon a royal fish, it is interesting to tote that its flesh, quite apart from the act that caviare is made from the roe, s always held in great estimation, and n olden days was reserved for the ahlo tkf tho Icing AMAZON'S ASK CO NO FAVORS Vomen in Dahomeytfi Army Ware as Forn^iable at Man. An in teres tiny account of the protest of the Dabomeyan Amazons, the emale furies who fought the FVench urlng their struggle with the refrmeory King Behanzin. is given by Mr. tederic M&rtyn in hit book, "Life in he Legion." The author, a former Zngltsh officer, enlisted in the Foreign jeglon of France, and saw sharp fight ig both m Tonkin ana hi uanomsy. "The turn of the Senegalese Ttrail;urs came next A battalion of Amaons attacked them, and gave them a ery rough time Indeed, but the Tlrailjurs stood their ground until retnfored by some marine Infantry. Any one rho is inclined to sympathise with the Ltnazons on account of their sex can e assured that their sympathy is mislaced. Those young women were fat nd away the best "men" in the Daholeyan army, and woman to man were ulte a match for any of us. They were rmed with Spencer repeating rifles, ad made much better use of them lan the men made of their carbines, tor work at close quarters, they had a mall, heavy-backed chopping sword, r knife, very much like a South Amer:an machete. "They fought like unchained demons, nd if driven into a corner, did not dlsain to use their teeth and nails. A larine Infantryman seised and dlsara.1 one of them in this fight, but she as so far from being beaten that she lrned on her captor and began to bite is nose off. "The uniform of these female warrlrs was a sort of kilted divided skirt [ uiue vuiiun IlUll. iu? K?nue:n uoicr reached to the knees. It was suported at the waist by a leather belt lat carried the cartridge pouches, hey wore little or nothing above the aist, but on their heads they wore & >quettlsh red fez, or tarboosh, ornalented with an eagle's feather. These omen were all exceedingly well deeloped, and some of them were h&nd>me in their own way. "We of the legion had a good opporinity of seeing them in action, and e were much impressed with their ish and gallantry.''?Youth's Commion. Whether you'ret a hitter or n<j^. spends a great deal>on the class , of ie league in which you make them.