Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, April 21, 1914, Image 1

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^ XSSTJKP ggagr-waaHKi.*^^ l. m. grist's sons. Pubii.heri. } & <^a?nitg JJemspajw: 4?f promotion of the political, Social, Jt^rteultural ami (Commercial Interests of tht feojt*. { Tj!?L'IKL ff established 1855. YORKVILLE7STC.7TUESDAY, APR1L '21, 1914. JSTO. 32. ' | SEVEN I ... BALE 2 BY EARL DE ^ | Copyright, 1913 by tho Bobbs-M< CHAPTER XXIII. Exuent Omens. fi The professor looked up from his griddlecakes. "Why limit it to the country?" he asked. "I should say you were too parsimonious in your judgment." Mrs. Quimby, detecting in the old man's words a compliment, tiushed an even deeper red as she bent above the stove. "It's so seldom anything really happens around here," she said, "I just been hungering for news of the strange goings on up there. And I 4 must say Quimby ain't been none too newsy on the subject. 1 threatened to come up and join the proceedings myself, especially when 1 heard about the book writing cook Providence had sent you." "You would have found us on the porch with outstretched arms," Mr. Magee assured her. $ It was on Kendrick that Mrs. Quimby showered her attentions, and when the group rose to seek the station, amid a consultation of watches that recalled the commuter who rises V at dawn to play tag with a flippant train, Mr. Magee heard her say to the railroad man in a heartfelt aside: "I don't know as I can ever thank you enough, Mr. Kendrick. for putting new hope in Quimby. You'll never understand what it means when you have given up and your life seems all done and wasted, to hear that there's a chance left." "Won't I?" replied Kendrick warmly. "Mrs. Quimby, it will make ma a verv haDDv man to give your ^ husband his chance." The first streaks of dawn were In the sky when the hermits of Baldpate filed through the gate into the road, waving goodby to Quimby and ^ his wife, who stood in their dooryard for the farewell. In the station Mr. Magee encountered an old friend?he of the mop of ginger colored hair. The man who had complained of the slowness of the village, gazed with wide eyes of Magee. f "I figured" he said, "that you'd come this way again. Well, I must say you've put a little life into this place. If I'd known when I saw you here the other night all the exciting things you had up your sleeve I'd yf H-gone right ?p to Bwtdpute with you." "But I hadn't anything up my sleeve," protested Magee. . "Maybe," replied the agent, wink ing. "There's some pretty giddy stories going around about the carrying on up at Bald pate?shots fired and strange lights hashing. Doggone it! The only thing that's happened here in years, and I wasn't in on it. I certainly wish you'd put me wise to it." Two drooping figures entered the ^ station?the mayor and his faithful lieutenant, Max. The dignity of the former had faded like a flower, and the same withered smile might have been applied with equal force to the accustomed jauntiness of Lou. They filed out upon the platform, Mr. Magee carrying Mrs. Norton's luggage amid her effusive thanks. ^ On the platform waited a stranger equipped for travel. It was Mr. Max who made the discovery. "By the Lord Harry!" he cried "It's the hermit of Baldpate mountain." ^ And so it was, his beard gone, his hair clumsily hacked, his body garbed in the height of an old and ludicrous fashion, his face set bravely toward the cities once more. "Yes." he said, "I walked the tloor, thinking it all over. I knew it would happen, and It has. The winters are hard and the sight of you?it was too much. The excitement, the talk?it rdid for me. did for my oath. So I'm going back to her?back to Brooklyn for Christmas." "A merry one to you," growled ''argan. "Maybe," replied Mr. Peters. $ "Very likely, if she's feeling that way. I hope so. I ain't giving up the hermit Job altogether?I'll come back in the summers to my postcard business. There's money in it if it's handled right. But I've spent niy last winter on that lonesome hill." "As author to author," asked Magee, "how about that book?" "There won't be any mention of that." the hermit predicted, "in Brooklyn. I've packed it away. Maybe I can work on it summers if she ooesn i come up ucic v?m? n.*- ??? sist on running my hermit business for me. I hope she won't, it would ^ sort of put a crimp in It. but if she ^ wants to I won't refuse. And maybe that book'll never get done. Sometimes as I've sat in my shack at night and read it's come to me that all the greatest works since the world be?gan have been those that never got finished." The Reuton train roared up to them through the gray morning and paused impatiently at Upper Asquewan Falls. Aboard it clambered the hermits, amateur and professional. Mr. Magee from the platform waved good by to the agent standing forlorn in the station door. He watched the building until it was only a blur in the dawn. A kindly feeling for it was in his heart. After all it had been in the waiting room? Then he started for the smoker. On his way he paused at the seat occupied by the tm ex-hermit of Ualdpate aand fixed his . eyes on the pale blue necktie Mr. Peters had resurrected for his return to the world of men. "Pretty, ain't It?" remarked the hermit, seeing whither Mr. Magee's 0 gaze drifted. "She picked it. I didn't exactly like it when she first gave it to me. but I see my mistake now. I'm wearing it home as a sort of a white flag of truce?or almost white. Do you know. Mr. Ma-gee. I'm somewhat nervous about what {EYS TO ) IPATE ... RR RIGGERS ? srrill Company. ^ I'll say when I come into her presence again?about my inaugural address, you might put it. What would be your conversation on such an occasion? If you'd been away from a wife for five years what would you "Q" mhon vnii riHftprl hack?" "That would depend," replied Magee, "on the amount of time she allowed me for my speech." "You've hit the nail on the head," replied Mr. Peters admiringly. "She's quick. She's like lightning. She won't give me any time if she can help it. That's why I'd like to have a wonderful speech all ready?something that would hold her spellbound and tongue-tied until I finished. It would take a literary classic to do that." "What you want," laughed Magee, "is a speech with the punch." "Exactly," agreed Mr. Peters. "I guess I won't go over to Brooklyn ?T V, 11 York. I EUeSS I'll study the lights along the big street and brush elbows with the world a bit before I reveal myself to her. Maybe if I took in a few shows ?but don't think I won't go to her. My mind is made up. And I guess she'll be glad to see me, too, in her way. I got to fix it with her, though, to come back to my postcard trade in the summers. I wonder what she will say to that. Maybe she could stay at the inn under an assumed name while I was hermiting up at the shack." He laughed softly. Then Mr. Magee went forward into the smoking car. Long rows of red plush seats, unoccupied save for the mayor and Max greeted his eye. He strolled to where they sat, about half-way down the car, and lighted an after breakfast cigar. Max slouched in the unresponsive company of a cigarette on one side of the car: across the aisle the mayor of Reuton leaned heavily above a card table placed between two seats He was playing solitaire. Magee looked on. only half Intered. Then suddenly his interest grew. He watched the mayor build in two piles; he saw that the deck from which he built was thick. A weird suspicion shot across his mind. "Tell me," he asked, "is this the admiral's game of solitaire?" "Kxactly what I was going to ask." said a voice. Magee looked up. Kendrick had come in and stood now above the table. His tired eyes were upon it, fascinated; his lips twitched strangely. "Yes." answered the mayor, "this is the admiral's game. You'd hard ly expect me to know it, would you? I don't hang out at the swell clubs where the admiral does. They won't have me there. But once I took the admiral on a public service board with me?one time when I wanted a lot of dignity and no brains, pretty bad?and he sort of come back by teaching me his game in the long dull hours when we had nothing to do but serve the public. The thing gets a hold on you, somehow. Let's "Red. What else could it be? All red." see?now the spade?now the heart." Kendrick leaned closer. His breath came with a noisy quickness that brought the fact of his breathing insistently to Ma gee's mind. "I never knew how it was played," he said. Something told Mr. Magee that he ought to rise and drag Kendrick away from the table? Why? He did not know. Still, it ought to be done. Hut the look in Kendrick's eyes showed clearly that the proverbial wild horses could not do it then. "Tell me how it's played," went on Kendrick, trying to be calm. "You must be getting old," replied the mayor. "The admiral told me the young men at his club never took any interest in his game. 'Solitaire.' he says to me, 'is an old man's trade.' It's a great game, Mr. Kendrick." "A great game," repeated Kendrick. "Yes, it's a great game." His tone was dull. "I want to know how it's played." he said again. "The six of clubs," retlected the mayor, throwing down another card. "Say. she's fine now. There ain't much to it. You use two decks, exactly alike, shuffle 'em together? the eight of hearts, the jack of?say. that's great! You lay the cards down here just as they come, like this"? He paused. His huge hand held a giddy pasteboard. A troubled look was on his face. Then he smiled happily and went 011 in triumph. "And then you build. Mr. Kendrick." he said, "the reds and blacks. You build the blacks on the left and the reds on the right. Do you get me? Then?say, what's the matter?" For Kendrick had swayed and almost fallen on the admiral's game? the game that had once sent a man to hell. "Go on!" he said, bracing. "Nothing's the matter. Go on! Build, dash it, build!" The mayor looked at him a moment in surprise, then continued. "Now the king," he muttered, "now the ace. We're on the home stretch, going strong. There, it's finished. It's come out right. A great game, I tell you." Professor Bolton pushed open the smoker door and sat down. Cargan leaned back. Kendrlck's fever yellowed face was like a bronze mask. His eyes were fiercely on the table and the two decks of cards that lay there. "And when you've finished," he pointed. "When you've finished"? Mr. Cargan picked up the deck on the left. "All black." he said, "when the game comes out right." "And the other?" Kendrick persisted softly. He pointed to the remaining deck. A terrible smile of understanding drew his thin lips taut. "And the other, Mr. Cargan?" "Red," replied Cargan. "What else could it be? All red." He picked it up and shuffled through it to prove his point. Kendrick turned like a drunken man and staggered back down the aisle. Magee rose and hurried after him. At the door he turned, and the look on his face caused Magee to shudder. (To be Continued.) NARROW ESCAPES Hudson Maxim Has Figured in Some Perilous Incidents. One of the most thrilling adventures in my experience took place at the government proving grounds at Sandy Hook, N. J., when the United States government was testing maximite before adopting it. Near a light frame building in wHlch I was tilling shells with maximite, a ten inch gun was being tested. A number of shots had been fired from the big gun. Just as I had concluded my work and started for the wharf to take the government tug for NewYork, the signal was sounded for another shot. I was walking along a stretch of railway track directly behind the gun. At that instant I remembered that I several years before, when one of these guns was being tested, the breechlock had blown out, passed through the bombproof and killed six officers and men, but I argued with myself that the chance was infinitely remote that the breechlock would be blown out of the present gun on this discharge at the very instant I was in range, but upon a sudden impulse I ran with all my might. The gun was discharged. I looked round just in time to see the huge breechlock pass through a building near the one in which I had been at work. It came up the track, striking and breaking one of the rails over which 1 had passed. It ricocheted against the top of an old granite fort, a shower of stones and debris fell over a wide area and many fragments struck the ground close to me. I walked back to the scene of the accident and found that the windows in the little building where I had been filling maxamite shells were completely riddled with partly burned cylinders of smokeless powder that had been blown from the gun. I once had another curious experience at Sandy Hook during some trials of the Maxim automatic machine gun. Among the severe tests to which the gun was subjected was one intended to stimulate what might occur in making a lunding upon the seashore, where the mechanism of the gun might gel filled with sand. The test is known at the "sand test." The gun being tested at the time was of the kind using bluck gunpowder cartridges, for it was before the introduction of smokeless powder. There was so much energy in the re coil of the barrel that a great deal of sand could be thrown into the mechanism without interfering with the working of the gun. The commanding officer did not arrive to see the gun fired until after the board in charge had completed t. test. He then appeared and demanded that the tiring should be continued for his benefit. The chairman of the experimental board demurred, saying that the gun had passed through the test admirably and that it was too bad to fire it more than was absolutely necessary, with its mechanism filled with sand, lfut the commander insisted. A schooner was approaching near the line of fire. The commander said he only wanted to see a few rounds fired and that the firing would be completed before the schooner would come within range. Accordingly a belt of 333 rounds was inserted, an> the tiring begun. After perhaps fifty rounds were fired the command was given "Cease tiring," but the gun kept right on. It afterward proved that the trigger was blocked by sand, so that it was impossible to stop the gun The schooner came into range and the bullets flew over and around her. My assistant, who was tiring the gun, did his best to work the triggei and stop it. It did not occur to him on the instiint, to unlimber the gun and swing it round so as to bring the schooner out of range. As the gun tired at the rate of 7f>0 shots a minute the firing was all over inside half a iiuuuie. Fortunately no damage was done. When the .same gun was undergo a sand test at Annapolis, Md.. I came very near being killed by it. The gun hud passed successfully through a severe test, but the otticer in charge wanted to see whether he could put enough sand into the gun to stop it. So he had the gun box filled full. The gun fired about 150 rounds and then stopped. My assistant threw down the safe?that is to say. locked the trigger, so that it could not be pulled?and began clearing the gun box. Thinking that the gun was safe. I was just about to step round in front of it. Suddenly it fired a dozen or more shots so close to me that my clothes were seared by the powdet gases. One of the tests made at Annapolis was to fire a Mexican gun vertically into the air. We had fired a couple of hundred shots in this manner, when something struck very near us. 1< then occurred to the officer in charge that what go s up must necessarily come down, firing ceased, and we sought cover for a few minutes to avoid the leaden rain.?Hiram Maxim in Youth's Companion. FOOTSTEPS OF THE FATHERS As Traced In Early Files of The Yorkvllle Enquirer NEWS AND VIEWS OF YESTERDAY Bringing Up Records of the Past and Giving the Younger Readers of Today a Pretty Comprehensive Knowledge of the Things that Most Concerned Generations that Have Gone Before. The first installment of the notes appearing under this heading was published in our Issue of November 14. 1913. The notes are being prepared by the editor as time and opportunity permit. Their purpose Is to bring Into review the events of the past for the pleasure and satisfaction or me older people and for the entertainment and Instruction of the present generation. Having commenced with the year 1856, It Is the desire of the editor to present from the records, a truthful and accurate picture of conditions as they existed Immediately #ttceeding the Civil war. This will be followed by a review of the war period. Including the names of York county soldiers who went to the war singly and In companies, and then will follow the events of the re-construction period and the doings of the Ku-Klux. All along the editor will keep In mind Incidents of personal interest, marriages and deaths of well known people, weather events and general happenings out of the ordinary. In the meantime persons who may desire further Information about matters that may have been only briefly mentioned are Invited to call at the office of the editor and examine the original records. FORTY-FIRST INSTALLMENT Words of Caution. Thursday morning, September 27.? We gave our readers last week some "Words of Caution" relative to the duty of enforcing strictly and persistently our patrol regulations. Tne master, the owner of the slave and the overseer, have their part to perform in keeping our servile population where it will be best for their subserviency, their moral character, their usefulness and their happiness. Nothing can be more evident than that the negro ought to be at home, unless on an errand for his master, or for himself with his master's permission; and the nearer the master can put his linger on the slave at any time, the better for both parties and for the community. The legislature therefore, should revoke the law permitting indiscriminate monthly "passes," allowing the negro to come and go when and where he pleases; and the master should not wait for the law to make this change; but should at once cease to grant his slaves the injudicious indulgence. We endorse a resolution passed at a recent meeting of I olHoono r\f IaU'AP Ahhpville to or ganize a "Safety Association." This resolution binds the parties to give no general passes; but to specify where the negro is going and when he is to return. This measure cannot be too highly praised; for, while the masters and overseers thus take upon themselves considerable trouble and inconvenience in writing more and more tedious passes, they thereby assist the patrol immensely in managing the servile population. While speaking of this association, we venture to make one suggestion to the Vigilance committees. The association consists of a president, six vice presidents and patrols of six and holding jurisdiction in different beat companies or communities. Each patrol over and above its regular duties, is a kind of a detective police for the apprehension of either white persons or negroes found in suspicious places or connections. All such characters when uiitrsieu ait- iu uc uiuu6ih uciwv *.?**president and vice president, who, together with the patrol, constitute a judge and twelve jurymen "competent to try all cases." Another admirable feature of this association is that the presid&nt and vice president are to consist of "men of well known moderation and discretion." The aim seems to be to give it as much the "form and pressure" of a legalized court as possible. Stand by the old land marks. Don't let the troublous times hurry us needlessly into mobocracy. This is our suggestion. The negroes should be kept away from all such public gatherings as musters, barbecues, celebrations. At such places they come in contact with mean and low-bred white men, drinkers and gamblers; hear things they should not hear; contract vices they were better wiiuoui. rvetrp inriii away; /\nu even ut camp meetings and other religious meetings, do not suffer them to lay about the spring or door of the church, or in the woods around; make them go into the church, stay there, keep good order, and listen to the sermon. Wherever a gang of them are collected together, let an efficient patrol watch them and keep them in their places; and whenever they have no good object in view in assembling together, keep them at home. These are not the times to be giving negroes passes, and monthly passes, just to "run." Thursday Morning, October 4, I860. ?Married?On Thursday evening, 20th instant, by Rev. W. W. Carothers, Mr. John R. Hogue and Miss Elizabeth M., daughter of the late Samuel Smith, all of this district. * In this issue is a four-column report of the speeches of the legislative candidates, delivered in the court house on last Monday. The great question was the best course of the state in the event of the election of Lincoln to the presidency, in the election to be held on November 6. The candidates were Cols. R. G. McCaw and W. B. Wilson for the senate, and for the house, W. C. Black, Esq., W. I. Clawson, Esq., A. S. Wallace Rso Daniel Williams. Emu.. J. Bolton Smith, Esq., Maj. J. Thomas Lowrv, Dr. J. E. Lindsay, John L Miller, Esq., Col. J. W. Rawlinson, J. N. McElwee, Esq. Some of the speakers were doubtful as to whether Lincoln would he elected, and some were as sure as if the votes had already been counted. The concensus of opinion was that the election of Lincoln would bring on the "irrepressible conflict," and as it would be Impossible for the south to remain in the Union, there would be nothing left except to call a convention of the people of the state, and take steps looking to the organization of co-operative resistance. All seemed to appreciate the fact that South Carolina could accomplish little or nothing single handed, but all were convinced that if South Carolina should secede, the other southern states would speedily follow. Thursday Morning, October 11, 1860. ?In the election held on October 8, the vote for the legislative candidates was as follows: For the senate?R. G. McCaw, 1,384; W. B. Wilson. 1,036. For the House?J. Thomas Lowry, 1,771; Joel W. Rawlinson, 1,297: William C. Black, 1,078; John L. Miller, 1,029; John F. Lindsay, 815; J. Bolton Smith, 788; E?aniel Williams, 707: A. S. Wallace, 706; W. I. Clawson, 582; J. N. McElwee, Jr., 480. Married?On Tuesday, 2d instant, by Rev. R. Y. Russell, Mr. James M. Henry, of Arkansas, and Miss Marsaline j M. Black, of York district. On Thursday, the 4th instant, by Rev. R. Y. Russell, Mr. John H. Hood, and Miss Eliza C. Feemster, all of this district. On Thursday the 4th, by Rev. R. Y. Russell, Dr. Minor Owinn, of this district, and Miss Jane M. Ross, of Chester district. * ? The 80th anniversary of the battle of King's Mountain, fought within two miles of the North Carolina line, on the 7th of October 1780, occurred on last Sunday. This wus one of the most signal and important victories of the Revoh tion. As the day occurred on Sunday, the cadets of the King's Mountain military school commemorated the glorious event on Friday, by a joint parade with the Jasper Light Infantry, a picnic and a ball at night. The parade was equal to anything we have seen heretofore from the two companies in battallion, and was witnessed by a large crowd of ladies and gentlemen. Indeed we have never before seen a company so well drilled as the cadets, and the Jaspers are rapidly approximating them in precision, dexterity, and harmony of movement. (To be Continued.) LESSON IN TOLERATION. Franklin Mystified Friends by Pseudo Scriptural Verse. Benjamin Franklin, who as far as this country Is concerned, may be considered the patron saint of printers, is sometimes said to have been born on the 17th of January 1706. He was in reality born on what was held at the time of his birth, before the change in the almanac, as the 6th, old style, says the Indianapolis News. It may not be amiss to recall at this time that the American philosopher in the way of an apologue has given us a lesson in toleration which should be helpful. .It was as follows and Franklin used to mystify his friends sometimes by opening a Bible and pretending to ttnd therein these verses: 1. And it came to pass after these things that Abraham sat in the door of his tent abcut the going down of the sun. 2. And behold a man bowed down with age, came from the way of the wilderness, leaning on a staff. 3. And Abraham arose and met him, and said unto him: "Turn in, I pray thee, and wash thy feet, and tarry all nignt, and thou shalt arise on the morrow, and go on thy way. " 4. But the man said: "Nay, for 1 will abide under this tree." 5. And Abraham pressed him greatly; so he turned and they went into the tent, and Abraham baked unleavened bread and they did eat 6. And when Abraham saw that the man blessed not God, he said unto him: "Wherefore dost thou not worship the most high God, Creator of heaven and earth?" 7. And the man answered and said: "1 do not worship the God thou speakest of, neither do I call upon his name; for I have made to myself a god which abideth always in mine house, and provideth me with al things." 8. And Abraham's zeal was kindled against the rain, and he arose and fell upon him, and drove him forth with blows into the wilderness. a. .And ut mldnlfht God called unto Abraham, saying: "Abraham, where is the stranger?" 10. And Abraham answered and said: "Lord, he would not worship thee, neither would he called upon thy name; therefore have I driven him out before my face Into the wi. derness." 11. And God said: "Have I not borne with him these hundred and ninety and eight years, and nourished him, and clothed him, notwithstanding his rebellion against me; and couldst thou, that art thyself a sinner, bear With him one night?" 12. And Abraham said: "Let not the anger of the Lord wax hot against his servant; lo, 1 have sinned, forgive me, 1 pray thee." 13. And Abraham rose, and went forth into the wilderness and sought diligently for the man. and found him and returned with him to the tent: and when he had entreated him kindly, he sent him away on the morrow with gifts. it should be said as to this pseudo scripture that Franklin never claimed it as original except as to its literary style, for the idea can be traced back to the Persian poet, Saadl, who relates it as coming from another person. Newspapers and Doctors.?In the discussion of the principles of medical publicity that took place at the meeting of the Haltimore City Medical society, there was a good deal of suggestive interest. If it served to clear the atmosphere of some mutual misunderstandings. it served a worthy purpose and the facts and lessons brought out might be applied in almost every other community in the country. In the nature of things there are and always will be differences of opinion between the newspaper man and the physician. If a prominent citizen on a joy-ride with somebody else's wife meets with an accident and lands in a hospital, the newspapers will regard this incident as a proper subject of discussion. Un the other hand, some very high-minded and entirely ethical physicians consider it their duty in such circumstances to disregard the primary moralities and protect their patient and friend. It is just as well for the medical profession to realize in its ordinary 1 practice, as it already admits whenever it wants to build a hospital or effect a reform, that it lives in a newspaper a 'e. Newspaper editors are not going ti surrender to the doctors the final right of judgment as to what is or is not fit to print. If the editor's judgment is that the story should be used, is it not far more sensible to supply the facts than to create exasperation and increase suspicion and inaccuracy by an attempt to suppress them??Anderson Daily Mail. STATE ENCAMPMENT MATTER Governor and Secretary of War Have Tilt. CORRESPONDENCE TELLS THE STORY Secretary Garrison Undertakes to Select Encampment Site in South Carolina Without Showing the Governor the Courtesy of Official Recognition, and the Governor Resents ouch Discourtesy.: The following statements of facts in connection with the militia muddle, together with the official correspondence between himself and Secretary of War Garrison, was given out by Govarrmr Itlesiui- Inst VVedneadav: "It seems to me, and I feel that I am justified In presuming, that there is somebody in Washington connected with the war department, who is in conjunction with somebody else endeavoring to injure me politically. And it further seems to me, with the charge made day after day that I have no influence in the national administration, and that Senators Tillman and Smith have entire control of :->outh Carolina matters, that they most assuredly should have influence enough to bring this encampment to our state, and I would like to know what part they have taken in this matter, particularly the junior senator. "As stated In my letter of the 9th, I have not been consulted at all in reference to this matter by any one in authority. The secretary of war has ignored me entirely in it, notwithstanding the fact that the constitution provides that the governor is commander-in-chief of the military forces of his state, and most assuredly, regardless of what Mr. Garrison or anybody else thinks of me in divldually, I was entitled to be properly respected as the governor of South Carolina, and this political attempt, through prejudice, to help another by Ignoring me, will prove no benefit to that crowd. Mr. Garrison absolutely ignored my letter of April 9, and has not, in any manner or form by wire, by letter or otherwise, Indicated that he did not intend to ignore me in the matter, but his failure to reply to my letter has indicated that he Intended to treat me with discourtesy, and therefore I am to presume that he intended then and intends now to ignore me. I shall not withdraw my letter of April 9, until Mr. Garrison assures me that he did not intend to be discourteous to the governor of South Carolina, the commnn/lor.ln.phiof t\f hfir atfltf* TTI i 111 i R If the secretary of war had taken this matter up with me officially and properly, there would never have been any hitch, nor would there have been any reason for this controversy, but his absolute ignoring of me demanded of me, as 1 see it, to uphold the dignity of my state, and I have no apologies to make to Secretary of War Garrison, or anybody else, for having so done. "In my opinion this attempted maneuver is but a bluff, anyway. I believe it is simply a mobilization of the troops to have them in Charleston under the pretense of an encampment, where if they are needed they can be hurried on to transports and rushed to Mexico without further notice or preparation, and I would advise the South Carolina boys before they go to Charleston to consider well whether it is their start to the battlefields of Mexico. I know if a war is had with Mexico that South Carolina will gladly furnish her pro rata share of as true and brave men as there are anywhere in this nation, to up hold the honor of the American republic. But I do not want them slipped off. I want a fair, open call, so thut those who volunteer to go will know what they are doing, can make proper preparation to leave their business, and bid good-bye in a proper manner to their families and their loved ones. I have already had several telegrams and letters from individuals, and some from companies, offering their services if the call should be made. Therefore I have no fears as to South Carolina doing her part If she is called upon, but I do not propose to allow her to be insulted and her men huddled up like cows and driven into boats without the necessary notice and preparation." Copies of letters and telegrams are appended: Governor lilease received the following letter from the secretary of war: War Deuartment. Washington, April 4. 1914. "Honorable Cole L. Blease, llovernor of South Carolina, Columbia, S. C. "Sir: Referring to the special inspection of certain organizations of the organized militia, state of South Carolina, by Lieutenant Colonel D. C. Shanks, inspector general. United States army, for the purpose of determining whether the improvement in the military efficiency of these organizations since last Inspection has been sufficient to warrant continuation of Federal support In their behalf as organized militia, I have the honor to inform your excellency that the condition of the organizations inspected us reported by the inspector is as follows, and calls for the action set forth below, viz: (a) In the following organizations: Company B, 2nd infantry, Columbia. Company C, 2nd infantry, Columbia. Company K, 2nd infantry, Darlington. Company G, 3rd Infantry. Elloree, the degree of improvement in those Items udversely reported upon In the previous Federal inspection is determined by the war department to be sufficient to justify continued Federal recognition as organized militia, and such continued recognition is hereby directed. (b) In the following organizations: Company B, 1st infantry, Liberty Hill. Company K, 3rd infantry, Walterboro. Second company, C. A. C., Lancaster, the degree of Improvement in those items adversely reported upon in the previous Federal inspection is determined by the war department to be not sufficient to Justify continued Federal recognition as organized militia and such continued recognition from this date will be withheld. "Instructions looking to the proper disposition of Federal property pertaining to these organizations will be communicated to the adjutant general of South Carolina at once. "Respectfully, "Llndley M. Garrison, "Secretary of War." In reply Governor Blease sent the following letter on April 9th: I "Hon. Llndley M. Garrison, "Secretary of War, "Washington, D. C. "Dear sir: Your letter of April 4th, has.been received. "I regret very much that your inunonHno' nfflror unH ?nmp nthara rnn nected with him, seem, through prejudice, to want to continue to nag at some of our companies here. Of course, 1 cannot make you pay them their pro rata share of tl _ uppropria ti, but 1 most ussuredly will not muster any or them out of the service. I hope that this is plain enough. "I see from newspaper reports that certain maneuvers have been agreed upon and that certain orders have been issued for the same, within the borders of this state. I do not know that this is true. However, it seems a little strange to me that I, as governor of the state and commanderin-chief of Its militia, should not be consulted in regard to these maneuvers, or the place at which they are to be held; as to my state troops attending, or as to the state troops being sent into my state; but, on the contrary, all of this is being arranged, or it seems to be, without any advice to, or consultation, with me as commander-in-chief. If this is your manner of running your department in other states, probably, with them it is all right, but I wish to say to you that I deem it a courtesy due me as governor of my state that I shall at least be consulted in reference to this matter, and before the state troops of South Carolina attend any such maneuvers, I assure you that I will be consulted, or there will be no troops in this state. "Very respectfully, "Cole L. Blease, "Governor and Commander-in-Chief." To this letter Governor Blease staed this morning that he had received no reply in any munner, shape or form. The next official information regarding the matter came from Congressman Whaley, dated Washington, April 13th: "Hon Cole L. Blease, Governor of South Carolina, Columbia, S. C. "Will selection of Isle of Palms as site for south eastern encampment be satisfactory to you and meet with your approval? Will appreciate prompt reply. - Richard S. Whaley." This telegram was forwarded to the governor who was at Rock Hill attending the Red Men's convention and *-1 t. ~ j ?a a in reply ne leiegrupucu uucll iu ui? secretary of war from Rock Hill under date of April 14th, as follows: "To the Honorable, the Secretary of War, Washington, D. C. "As commander-in-chief of the military forces of this state, I desire and urge the holding of the encampment in South Carolina, and will do all in my power to make the same successful and pleasant. Cole L. Blease, Governor." The next official information came in the shape of the following telegram from the secretary of war from Washington, under date of April 15th: "Hon. Cole L. Blease, Gov. of S. C., Columbia, S. C. "Am I correct in assuming that by your telegram of April fourteenth you Intend to completely revoke so much of your letter of April ninth as deals with the matter of the Joint encampment In South Carolina? Lindley M. Garrison, Secretary of War." The governor wired as follows to the secretary of war from Columbia, under date of April 15th: null, miiuiey ai. uainaun, umswi/ of War, Washington, D. C. "I received from one of our congressmen yesterday the following telegram. 'Will selection of Isle of Palms as site for southeastern encampment be satisfactory to you and meet with your approval?' "In response to that wire and certain conversations over long distance telephone with parties In Charleston, I wired you from Rock Hill as follows: 'As commander-in-chief of the military forces of this state, I desire and urge the holding of the encampment in South Carolina, and will do all in my power to make the same successful and pleasant.' "My letter of April ninth stands, and I am still of the opinion :hat your department should consult me direct, and not through others. Cole L. Hlease, Governor." The next development was the following telegram to the governor from Mayor John P. Grace of Charleston, dated Charleston, April 13th: "Hon. Cole L. Blease, Governor, Columbia. s. c. "It occurs to me that if you will wire me as mayor that you as governor hate no objections to the encampment within the limits of South Carolina and if you care to do so you can even go so far as to say that you will be glad if it would be held here, I think that I could then, as mayor of Charleston, wire the secretary of war that I have been so advised by you. Party here will appreciate this } very much. John P. Grace. Mayor of | Charleston." ( Mr. \V. F. Blackburn replied to this telegram as follows, under date of April 14th, from Columbia: , "Hon. John P. Grace, Mayor of Charleston. S. C. i "Governor in Rock Hill. Your wire will be placed before him upon his return. W. F. Blackburn." On the governor's return from i Rock Hill yesterday, he telegraphed i Mayor Grace the following reply, dated Columbia, April 15th: "Hon. John P. Grace, Mayor of Charleston, S. C. 1 "Your wire. Wired secretary of war from Rock Hill as follows: 'As commander-in-chief of the military forces of this state, I desire and urge the holding of the encampment in i South Carolina, and will do all in my ! power to make the same successful and pleasant.' Cole L. Blease, Governor." The next development was the following telegram to the governor from P. H. Gadsden, dated Philadelphia, Pa., April 15th: "Governor Cole L, Blease, Columbia, S. C. "The war department has practically agreed to have the encampment at Isle of Palms of National Guard of North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia and Florida, provided you concur in their selection of Isle of Palms and will co-operate. The whole people of Charleston are anxious for this encampment and will be greatly disappointed if we fall to get it. I know that we can always depend on you to do everything in your power to help Charleston. I have an appointment with Secretary of War Garrison tomorrow, Thursday morning, at ninethirty, and will greatly appreciate it if you will send me a wire to New Willard hotel, Washington, at once, which I can show secretary of war that you will be pleased to have encampment of North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia and Florida National Guard at Isle of Palms, and will co-operate to make same great success, and that I am authorized to so state to secretary of war. I am depending on you to help me in this matter. (Signed) P. H. Gadsden." After many conversations over long distance phone, with parties within and without the state, Col. John K. Aull, the governor's private secretary, sent the following telegram to the secretary of war, under date of April 15th, 1914: "Secretary of War, Washington, D. C. "The governor has no objection to the encampment being held in this state and by request, consents to order being issued. (Signed) John K. Aull, Private Secretary." PEN PICTURE OF VILLA A Brute Every Inch of Him and Building Freedom Structure on Corpses. His name Is properly pronounced "Vee-yah," and his hair is kinky, reports Alexander Powell in an article in the New York Times, after an interview with the man who is making so much news in Mexico. Stocklly built, of medium height?not over Ave feet ten, perhaps?"with the chest and shoulders of a prize fighter and the most perfect bullet-shaped head I have ever seen." His skin is the color of a wellsmoked meerschaum, a small black moustache serves to mask a mouth which is cruel, even when it is smiling. The most attractive feature is the eyes, which are large and brilliant and extraordinarily piercing; "indeed, they are not really eyes at all, but crlmlets which seem to bore into your very soul. After I had looked into them I begat* to understand the dead ly fear in which his subordinates stand of him." His methods in this particular had been illustrated only the day before: Villa had ridden over to the railway station to superintendent the depart* ure o' a punitive expedition which he was rushing south to Madera to check the depredations of Maximo Castillo's bandits. Owing to some mishap to the engine the train was late in starting. After taking a few angry turns up and down the station platform Villa strode to his chief of transportation, and Jerking loose his heavy automatic, shoved the muzzle of the weapon in that startled official's face. "If that train isn't out of the station in five minutes," he snarled, "I'll blow your head off." "But, general," expostulated the trembling official, "I'm not responsible for the delay. The engine is broken down." "That doesn't concern me," said Villa, coldly. "I'm not an engineer?I'm a soldier. If that train doesn't move in five minutes you'll be dead." The train moved. Lined against the wall of the room Villa rrralvpH (hp IniirnaJlst. was a row of canvas sacks, each marked "1,000." There were thirty of these. A dozen Mauser rifles, two or three cavalry saddles, a half empty case of ammunition, a baby's chair and a sewing machine were other objects that caught the eye; and on the table were Villa's pistol, in easy reach, and his field glasses. Sitting timidly on the edge of a chair in the back of the room was a plain-faced little woman with a black shawl drawn over her head, peasant-fashion?Villa's wife, an illiterate woman, dressed In cheap stuffs, splendid rings blazing from every finger. All sorts of men were found in the entourage of the constitutionalist soldier; a Jewish-looking American artilleryman, a Prussian baron, son of the German field marshal who trained the Turkish army; young Garibaldi, grandson of the liberator of Italy. Villa's advisers, cultivated, polished men. for the most part, many of them educated at Harvard and Oxford and the Sorbonne, "at home in the best society of the world's capitals," stand hat in hand like messenger boys in the presence of this disagreeable colored person. The correspondent told Villa that his casual habit of causing funerals was not setting the best with sympathizers in the United States, and that if he would keep it up a little longer he would achieve a unanimous unpopularity in this country. Villa said all that he had killed, needed killing and badly; but he had attended to most of these, and from that on would be more circumspect. That was the day before he ordered Diaz's messenger shot. "It made a most unpleasant mt-ss in the garden," adds Mr. Powell. He fits the dark hour. The occasion seems to call for blood-letting; very well, Villa will let blood as cheerfully as squeeze a grape. Well, so have men struggled elsewhere in the world, and at other times ?building freedom and civilization and enlightenment and peace, upon a structure of corpses, and agony, and blood-soaked soil, as that of Torreon. But at this hour of the world's advance It seems a terrible price to pay, even for the greatest blessings. And Mexico's day of blessing is apparently far in the future. ti>' Knowledge is power; and yet many an old maid is single because she knows too much.