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1 p X^^UKZ) 9KKI-WBEKL^^ l. m. grists sohs, PabUihtn. } % #mitS Hwspajti;: Jfor (M promotion of th< political Social, ^grieulturat and (Tommtgcial Jnteresfs of th< $eopI<. | '"VitioLKcotv.'" "^""' ESTABLISHED 1855. YORKVILLE, 8. CVTIJESDAY, MAY 12,1914. ~ JSTO. 38." r V I?? PARRO' By HAROLD % Copyright 1913. The Bobbs-Mer CHAPTER III. The Weak Link. ? The day began white and chill, for February nights and mornings are not particularly comfortable on the Irrawaddy. The boat sped down the river, smoothly and noiselessly. For all that the sun shone, the shore-lines were still black. The dust had not yet risen. Elsa passed through the dining saloon to the stern deck and paused at the door. The 9cene was always a source of Interest to her. There were a hundred or more natives squatting in groups on the deck. They were wrapped in ragged shawls. ? cotton rugs of many colors, and wooien blankets, and their turbans were as bright and colorful as a Holland tulip bed. Some of them were smoking long pipes and using their fists as mouthpieces; others were scrubbing their teeth with short sticks of fibrous wood; and still others were eating rice and curry out of little copper pots. There were very few Burmese among them. They were Hindus, from central and southern India, with a scattering of Cingalese. ^ Whenever a Hindu gets together a few rupees, he travels. He neither cares exactly where the journey ends, nor that he may never be able to return; so long as there is a temple at his destination, that suffices him. The past is the past, tomorrow is tomorrow, but today is today: he lives and works and travels, prisoner to this creed. Elsa never strolled among them. She was dainty. This world and the I people were new and strange to her, and as yet she could not quite dominate the fear that some of these brown-skinned beings might be coming down with the plague. So she stood framed in the doorway, a pict ture rare Indeed to the dark eyes that sped their frank glances in her direction. "No, Sahib, no; it is three hundred." "James, I tell you it's rupees three hundred and twelve, annas eight." Upon a bench, backed against the partition, almost within touch of her hand, sat the man Warrington and his servant, arguing over their accounts. The former's battered helmet was tilted at a comfortable angle and an ancient cutty hung pendent from his teeth, an idle wisp of smoke hovering over the blackened bowl. Elsa quietly returned to her chair in the bow and tried to become interested in a novel. By and by the *?*- fmm her fingers to her uuutv 4? v... w lap, and her eyes closed. But not for long. She heard the rasp of a campT stool being drawn toward her. "You weren't dozing were you?" asked the purser apologetically. "Not in the least. I have only just got up." . "Shouldn't have disturbed you; but your orders were that whenever I had an interesting story about the life over here, I was to tell it to you instantly. And this one is just rippin*!" "Begin," said Elsa. She sat up and threw back her cloak, for it was now growing warm. It's about Parrot & Co., I'm sure." t "You've hit it off the first thing," admiringly. "Well, go on." "it's better than any story you'll read in a month of Sundays. Our man has just turned the trick, as you Americans say, for twenty thousand pounds." "Why, that is a fortune." "For some years, yes. You see, whatever he was in the past, it was something worth while, I fancy. Engineering, possibly. Knew his geology and all that. Been wondering for months what kept him hanging around this bally old river. Seems he ? found oil, borrowed the savings of his servant and bought up some land on the line of the new discoveries. Then he waited for the syndicate to buy. They ignored him. They didn't send any one even to investigate his f claim. Stupid, rather. After a while, he went to them, at Prome, at Rangoon. They thought they knew his kind. Ten thousand rupees was all he asked. They laughed again. Then he left for the teak forests. He had to live. He came back in four months. In the meantime they had secretly investigated. They offered him fifty thousand. He laughed. He wanted two hundred thousand. They ) advised him to raise cocoanuts. What do you suppose he did then?" "Got some other persons interest cu. "Right-o! Some Americans in P Rangoon said they'd take it over for two hundred thousand. Something about the deal got into the newspapers. The American oil men sent over a representative. That settled the syndicate. What they could have originally purchased for ten thousand they paid three hundred thousand." "Splendid!" cried Elsa, clapping her hands. She could see it all, the quiet determination of the man. the penury of the lean years, his belief in himself and in what he had found, and the disinterested loyalty of the servant. "Sometimes I wish I were a man and could do things like that." "Recollect that landing last night?" Elsa's gesture signified that she was glad to be miles south of it. "Well, he wasn't above having his revenge. He made the syndicate come up there. They wired asking rwhy he couldn't come on to Rangoon. And very frankly he gave his reasons. They came up on one boat and left on another. They weren't very pleasant. but they bought his oil lands. He came aboard last night with a I check for twenty thousand pounds and two rupees In his pocket The two rupees were all he had in this world at the time they wrote him the check. Arabian night; what?" "I am glad. I like pluck; I like r & co. MACGRATH rill Company. j endurance; I like to see the lone man ! win against odds. Tell me, is he going back to America?" "Ah, there's the weak part in the chain." The purser looked thoughtfully at the deck floor. It would have been easy enough to discuss the Warrington of yesterday, to offer an opinion as to his past; but the Warrington of this morning was backed by twenty thousand good English sovereigns; he was a different individual, a step beyond the casual damnation of the mediorce. "He says he doesn't know what his plans will be. Who knows ? fernaps some one ran away with his best girl. I've known of them to wind up out here on that account." "Is it a rule, then, that disappointed lovers fly hither, penniless?" The mockery escaped the purser, who was a good fellow in his blundering way. "Chaps gamble, you know. And this part of the world is full of fleas and mosquitoes and gamblers. When a man's been chucked, he's always asking what's trumps. He's not keen on the game; and the professional gambler takes advantage of his condition. Oh, there are a thousand ways out here of getting rid of your money when the girl's given you the goby!" "To that I agree. When do we reach Prome?" "About six," understanding that the Warrington incident was closed. "It isn't worth while going ashore, though. Nothing to see at nigni. "I have no inclination to leave the boat until we reach Rangoon." She met Warrington at luncheon, and she greeted him amiably. To her mind there was something pitiful in the way the man had tried to Improve his condition. Buttons had been renewed, some with black thread and some with white; and there were little islands of brown yarn, at the elbows, at the bottom of the pockets, along the seams. So long as she lived, no matter whom she might marry, she was convinced that never would the thought of this man fade completely from her memory. Neither the amazing likeness nor the romantic background had anything to do with this conviction. It was the man's utter loneliness. "I have been waiting for Parrot & Co. all the morning," she said. "I'll show him to you right after 1? 11-mn't that T had for I IUIIV. IICVII. AW v? . k gotten." She nodded; but he did not comprehend that this inclination of the head explained that she knew the reason of the absence. She could in fancy see the strong brown fingers clumsily striving to thread the needle. (As a ma ter of fact, her imagination was at fault. James had done the greater part of the repairing.) Rajah took the center of the stage; and even the colonel forgot his liver long enough to chuckle when the bird turned somersaults through the steel hoop. Elsa was delighted. She knelt and offered him her slim white finger. Rajah eyed it with his head cocked at one side. He turned insolently and entered his cage. Since he never saw a finger without flying a* it in rage, it was the politlest thing he had ever done. "Isn't he a sassy little beggar?" laughed the owner. "That's the way; his hand, or ciaw, rainer, ugauni an the world. I've had him half a dozen years, and he hates me just as thoroughly now as he did when I picked him up while I wus at Jaipur." "Have you carried him about all this time?" demanded the colonel. "He was one of the two friends I had, one of the two I trusted," quietly ?with a look which rather disconcerted the Anglo-Indian. "By the actions of him I should say that he was your bitterest enemy." "He is; yet I call him friend. There's a peculiar thing about friendship," said the kneeling man. "We make a man our friend; we take him on trust, frankly and loyally; we give him the best we have in us; but we never really know. Rajah is frankly my enemy. and that's why I love him and trust him. I should have preferred a dog; but one takes what one can. Besides?" Warrington paused, thrust the perch between the bars, and got up. "jan, jan, jan: dun jail ja-a-au. the bird shrilled. "Oh. what a funny little bird!" cried Elsa. laughing. "What does he say?" "I've often wondered. It sounds like a bell-gong you hear in the Shwe Dagon Pagoda, in Rangoon. He picked it up himself." The colonel returned to his elderly charges and became absorbed in his aged Times. If the girl wanted to pick up the riff-raff to talk to. that was her affair. Americans were impossible, anyhow. "How long have you been in the Orient?" Elsa asked. "Ten years," he answered gravely. "That is a long time." "Sometimes it was like eternity." "I have heard from the purser of your good luck." "<?h!" He stooped again and locked the door of Rajah's cage. "I dare say a good many people will hear of it." "It was splendid. I love to read stories like that, but I'd rar ramer hear them told first-hand." Elsa was not romantic in the sense that she saw heroes where there were only ordinary men: but she thrilled at the telling of some actual adventure, something big with life. Her heart and good will went out to the man who won against odds. Strangely enough, sol'dier's daughter though she was. the pomp and glamour and cruelty of war were detestable to her. It was the obscure and unknown hero who appealed to her: such a one as this man might be. "Oh. there was nothing splendid about the thing. I simply hung on." Then a thought struck him. "You are traveling alone?" "With a companion." A peculiar question, she thought. "It is not wise," he commented. "My father was a soldier," she replied. "It isn't a question of bravery," he replied, a bit of color charging under his jkin Elsa was amused. "And, pray, what question is it?" t|e was like a boy, "I'm afraid of making: myself obscure. This world is not like your world. Women over here?Oh, I've lost the art of saying things clearly." He pulled at his beard embarrassed iy. "I rather believe I understand you. The veneer cracks easily in hot climates* man's veneer." "Ard falls off altogether." "Ate you warning me against yourself?" "Why not? Twenty thousand pounds do not change a man; they merely change the public's oplrion of him. For all you know, I may be the greatest rascal unhanged." He recognized that it was not a query; and a pleasurable thrill ran over him. Had there been the least touch of condescension in her manner, he would have gone deep into his ah^ll "No; there are worse men In this world than I. But we fire getting away from the point, of women traveling alone in the east. Oh, I know you "an protect yourself to a certain extent. But everywhere, on boats, in the hotels, on the streets, are men who have discarded all the laws of convention, of the social contact. And they have the keen eye of the kite and the vulture." To Klsa this interest in her welfare was very diverting. "In other words, they can quickly discover the young woman who goes about unprotected? Don't you think that the trend of the conversation has taken rather a remarkable turn, not as impersonal as it should be?" "I beg your pardon!" "I am neither an infant: nor a fool, Mr. Warrington." "Shall I go?" "No. I want you to toll me some stories." She laughed. "Don't worry about me, Mr. Warrlngtcn. I have gone my way alone since I was sixteen. I have traveled all over this wicked world with nobody but the woman who was once my nurse. I seldom put myself in the way of an affront. I am curious without being of an investigating turn of mind. Now, tell me something of your adventures. Ten years in this land must mean something. I am always hunting for Harunal-Raschild, or Sinband, or some one who has done something out of the ordinary." "Do you write books?" "No; I read them by preference." "Ah, a good book!" He inclined against the rail and stared down at the muddy water. "Adventure?" He frowned a little. "I'm afraid mine wouldn't read like adventures. There's no glory in being a stevedore on the docks at Hongkong, a stoker on a tromn atonmer between Singapore and the Andaman Islands. What haven't I been in these ten years?" with a shrug. "Can you fancy me a decksteward on a P. & O. boat tucking old ladies in their chairs, staggering about with a tray of broth-bowls, helping the unsteady to their staterooms, and touching my cap at the end of the voyage for a few shillings in tips?" "You are bitter." "Bitter? I ought not to be with twenty thousand pounds in my pocket." "Tell me more." He looked into her beautiful face, animated by genuine interest, and wondered if all men were willing so readily to obey her. "It always interests me to hear from the man's own lips how he overcame obstacles." "Sometimes I didn't overcome them. I ran away. After all, the strike in oil was a fluke." "T dnn't think so. But go on," she prompted. "Well, I've been manager of a cocoanut plantation in Penang; I've helped lay tracks in Upper India; had a hand in some bridges; sold patentmedicines; worked in a ruby mine; been a haberdasher in the Whlteaway, Laid law shop in Bombay; cut wood in the teak forests; helped exterminate the plague at Chitor and Udaipur; and never saved a penny. I never had an adventure in all my life." "Why, your wanderings were adventures," she insisted. "Think of the things you could tell!" "And never will," a smile brokeover his face. How like Arthur's that smile was! thought the girl. "Romantic persons never have any adventures. It is to the prosaic these things fall. Because of their nearness you lose their values." "There is some difference between romance and adventure. Romance is what you look forward to; adventure is something you look back upon. If many disagreeable occupations, hunger, an occasional flstcuff may be "laoeoH as adventure, then I have had my run of It. But I always supposed adventure was the finding of treasures on land and on sea; of filibustering; of fighting with sabers and pistols. and all that rigmarole. I can't quite lift my imagination up to the height of calling my six months' shovel-engineering on The Galle an adventure. It was brutal hard work; and many times I wanted to jump over. The Lascars often got out of trouble that way." "It all depends upon how we look at things." She touched the parrot ccge with her foot, and Rajah hissed. "What would you say If I told you that I was unconventional enough to ask the purser to introduce you?" The amazement in his face was answer enough. "Don't you suppose," she went on. "the picture you presented, standing on that ledge, the red light of the torch on your face, the bird cage in your hand?don't you suppose you roused my sense of the romantic to the highest pitch Parrot & Co.!" with a wave of her hand. She was laughing at him.. It could not be otherwise. It made him at once sad and angry. "Romance! I hate the word. Once I was as full of romance as a water-chestnut is of starch. I again affirm that young women should not travel alone. They think every bit of tinsel is gold, every bit of colored glass, ruby. Go home; don't bother about romance outside of books. There it is safe. The English are right. They may be snobs when they travel abroad, but they travel securely. Romance, adventure! Bah! So much twaddle has been written about the east that cads and scoundrels are mistaken for Galahads and D'Artagnans. Few men remain in this country who can with honor leave it. Who knows what manner of man I am?" He picked up the parrot cage and strode away. "Jah, Jah!" began the bird. Not all the diplomacy which worldly-wise men have at their disposal could have drawn this girl's interest more surely than the abrupt rude manner of his departure. (To be Continued.) LIVING AND LETTING LIVE Impotcible to Live Only For and By Ourselvee. At times it seems that life consists of relative importances and important relatives; and many who are wise about saying "yes" and "no" in the impersonal matters cannot be so sure when It comes to the personal complications. It is easier to decide that you will buy a spring hat or go on a Journey or build a house or make a speech or write a book or cast up tangled accounts than it is to decide that you will obey your uncle or placate your second cousin or deceive your husband or defy your grandmother. This is the world and we must live In it. We cannot climb up in a tree and pull the rope ladder after us; one cannot dwell in a hole in the ground with a stone over the mouth of it. We may wish we could hibernate, with the quilh: all pointing outward against the hand of a rash intruder, apd our ears closed against his voice, but we cannot We can insulate wires but not nerves. As long as we live we are subject to importunate demands, commands, advice, pity, rebuke, counsel, gossip, invasion and interruption. Our dream is to lead our own lives, and we are not allowed. What "they" might think, what "they" wish us to do, what "they" believe is proper, what "they" have mapped and determined? these are to be the finger-posts of our Journey. Where is our liberty, and where the punishment for the crimes that are committed against it? Has the immortal soul upon its earthly pilgrimage no tights that others are bound to respect? Are we not grown, and do we not know our minds and accept the full responsibility of our own acts? "Faithful are the wounds ol! a friend." We should grieve if none minded what way we took. We are hv the solicitude of those who really care, and make our best and lasting interest their concern. But it is another matter in the case of those who serve some selfish end that i9 all their own, or are bent upon maintaining a sterile academic convention that is only the cut-and-dried husk of dead things and not the living soul of an eternal verity. The spirit of a man must be given room to grow, and when it has been taught and nurtured till it has attained its self-control and its "divine majority," it must be released to its own choices, its own responsibilities and its own doom. There is time and it is right to encourage in any way we can, one whose life struggles upward to the light; but when we think of breaking down the barrier that hedges the privacy of another life, we should long and seriously ponder it beforehand? for this is holy ground wherein the angels fear to tread. Who are we that we should venture even the effort to alter another's course, not knowing all that went before, nor understanding the environment, nor having facts in mine or proofs in hand, and perhaps not even having love in our hearts? What have we done or been tnat qus.unes ourselves to sit In judgment? Have we made such glowing and complete sucoesses of our own lives that we can Infallibly tell others what tc do? If we behold others near the curving brink of a moral character of precipitate danger, should we do wrong if we did not rush to the bank and fling a shout and a rope to avert the peril? But In life there Is much Impertinent Intrusion to rescue the perishing where there Is no grave danger, and the rescuer knowB it, and he intervenes not from love or care but from the "Insatiable curiosity" that grows by what It feeds on and never stays at home or keeps offlce hours to mind its own business. We have enough to do to live, without keeping others from the freest and fullest use of nil powers that God gave them. They ought to concede to us the same right to lead uninvaded lives that we grant them. "The soul selects her own society," as Emily Dickenson says. Hamlet found those of his own household "a little more than kin and less than kind." Genealogy has little or nothing to do with congeniality. We must have the privilege of putting out our hands In what direction we choose to take the riches of friendship; we cannot have that precious possession imposed by the will of another. A mother rightly dictates or controls the choice of her children's associates, but once come to full-fledged maturity the selection for better or for worse must be our own. What shall be said of the "assassins of character," who. where they neither know nor care to know, circulate false witness and create anguish thereby? 11 Ultty ?rn uc uui i'ia)ri inai shall never be numbered among them, seeing the wicked mischief that they do.?Philadelphia Ledger. Hard on the Preacher.?A mother sent her little daughter down to open the door and entertain the minister, Mr. Black, while she finished dressing. When she appeared the little kitten ran in ahe..d of her, and the tiny maiden jumped u d and down and screamed to the top of her voice: "O Kitty, Kitty, go out, quick " The mother was horrified, anc. said: "Daughter, what makes you act so?" "Well, mother, Dad said last night 'that Mr. Black's sermons were enough to make a cat sick,' and I don't: want mine sick." FOOTSTEPS OF THE FATHERS As Traced la Early Files ol The Torkrllle 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 tne older people and for the entertainment and instruction of the present generation. FORTY-SEVENTH INSTALLMENT Secession Flags. Thursday, November 29, 1860.?A large Palmetto Hag may now be seen floating over Congress street between the buildings of Messrs. Adickes and Springs Moore. One wing of the flag represents the seashore at Charleston, with Fort Johnson in view and the harbor with the colors of France, England and Colonial South Carolina floating?indicative of free trade and the resumption of state sovereignty?a cotton bag with an anchor resting against it, a cannon ball, etc., and over It in huge letters the sentiment? "The Rubkon is passed." The other wing displays the blue heights of King's Mountain and the Blue Ridge in the distance; over which is the motto, "York will remember her ancestry." In the centre is a large Palmetto tree. I The Idea of the flag is "The State, the whole State, and nothing but the State." Messrs. Hare and Schorb were the designers and painters. It is very creditable .to their taste and skill. Two flags are now floating from the "sheer-mast" of the new Presbyterian church, in process of building. One is a small, but very beautifully designed standard, executed by Master George Schorb: the ground of scarlet, is powdered with fifteen stars, one of which is very large and made of gold leaf, representing South Carolina; two or three others are of gold leaf, but much smaller; the rest are painted on the colors. The other flag is a deep-red ground, displaying a large "Lone Star." Public Meeting. At a meeting of the citizens of Bethshiloh, held on the 26th instant, to nominate suitable persons to represent Tork district in the approaching state convention, P. McCallum, Esq., was called to the chair, and W. J. Bowen, Esq., was requested to act as secretwy. The chairman stated the object q? the mee ing; after which on motion of Wm. M. McElwee, the following gentlemen were voted for and unanimously sustained as the nominees of Bethshiloh, towit:?Col. Wm. B. Wilson, Dr. R. T. Allison, Samuel Rainey, Sr., Maj. A. B. Springs and Dr. A. I. Barron. B. C. Pressley, Esq., offered the following preamble and resolution which were adopted: Whereas, By a fanatical party in the northern section of the United States, the rights guaranteed by the Constitution to the southern states have been disregarded; and whereas the south has been harassed and driven to the issue of "the Union without slavery or disunion with slavery;" and whereas we believe it is the right of the people of this sovereign state to determine for themselves "the mode and measure of redress:" Therefore, Resolved, That we hereby approve of the call made by the legislature of South Carolina for a convention of the people. It was moved that the proceedings of this meeting be published In The Yorkville Enquirer. P. McCallum, Chairman. W. J. Bowen, Secretary. Meeting at Fort Mills. Messrs. Editors:?Public notice having been given a large and respectable meeting of the citizens of this portion of York district was held at Fort Mills, on Saturday, 24th instant, for the purpose of expressing the deep interest they feel in reference to the contemplated change of their political condition. In the absence of the appointed speakers for the occasion?who were prevented from attending, u is presumed, by the Inclemency of the weather?the meeting was ably and effectively addressed by Butler P. Alston, Er.q., Col. A. B. Springs, Capt. Robert H. Fullwood, J. Oadsden Alston, Esq., and Capt. John M. White. The most pleasing Incident of the occasion was the appearance among us of a citizen of "old Mecklenburg" In the person of J. Harvey White, Esq., who not unmindful of the spirit of the 20th of May, 76, nor yet forgetful of the spot of his nativity, yielding to the oft-repeated calls from the crowd, stepped forward, and with great effect addressed his former friends and fellow citizens, In a most ferved and eloquent strain. The deep feeling and enthusiasm which was manifested throughout the whole meeting, render It an occasion long to be remembered. Every bosom swelled with Indignation, upon the recital of the wrongs and injuries which * ? * !??.*> timp Inflicted (naa Deen irum umv upon us, and the cry of resistance was borne aloft upon the tide of true patriotic feeling by old and young, and the fair daughters of our little village seemed to have caught the inspiration, and manifested their patriotic devotion by waving incessantly, beautiful banners from the portico of a neighboring dwelling. At the close of the speaking, the following resolutions were offered by Col. A. B. Springs, and adopted unanimously: Resolved, That we do hereby heartily approve and endorse the late action of our state legislature in calling a convention of her people; and we pledge ourselves to support such further action as the people of this state may deem proper to adopt, in defense of her present position, or any other they may assume. Resolved, That it is the settled conviction of this meeting that there is no remedy for southern wrongs, nor hope for safety in the future, save in the government of the south by the south. Resolved, That it is the opinion of this meeting that to effect this object this state, as well as every other southern state, should act for itself, through the exercise of its own sovereign power, and immediately sever its connection with the present existing government. A call was then made for the organization of volunteer corps. Upon motion, Col. A. Baxter Springs was called to the chair, and B. P. Alston appointed secretary. A noble spirit of patriotism was like-wise here evinced?fifty-seven name? being promptly enrolled; and as evidence of the hearty good will with which they have given themselves tc the cause, the following resolution was unanimously adopted: Resolved: That we hereby tender our services to the governor of South Carolina, promptly to rendered, on the invasion of her soil, or any attempt made to coerce her. The following persons constitute the list of officers of the company: John M. White, captain; F. B. Moore, 1st lieutenant; Samuel E. White, 2d lieutenant, and Thomas B. Withers, 2d lieutenant. On motion, it was resolved to give the company the name "of the "Alston Riflemen," in honor of Gen. John A. Alston, deceased, whose memory is cherished by our citizens for his high, noble and patriotic Impulses, and his known civil and military qualities. On motion, the meeting adjourned. (To be Continued.) LONG COURT FEUD ENDS "Winner" la Heavy Loser in Litigation That Lasted for Years. The nnnnellv.McArrilA frnd. a rase that has claimed the attention of New York courts for the past 23 years is ended. Twenty-three years and one month after Michael Donnelly, an iron dealer of New York city, filed action against Patrick McArdle, his brotherin-law of Albany, the court of appeals sitting in Albany, ruled that Donnelly is entitled to part of his claim and awarded him $48,000. An attempted murder in a court room, pistols drawn on the streets of Albany, the expenditure of vast sums of money and the array of eminent counsel in the fight are several features that have made the case stand out prominently in the history of New York jurisprudence. During the period of litgation ten trials were conducted extending over a period of 100 days. Ninety-five lawyers were engaged before 45 judges in examining 249 witnesses. Seventeen justices, 13 lawyers and 72 witnesses have died during the litigation. In which Mr. Donnelly spent $188,000 for m J -?* lO a AAA * win counsel s lees anu iugi tio?,v?v W nui a verdict of 148,000. Mr. McArdle spent $200,000 in counsel's fees and lost. The estimated cost of New York Is $100,000. Now Donnelly threatens to sue several persons who, he alleges have wronged him In causing the small award stipulated In the verdict. Mr. Donnelly and Mr. McArdle married siste but the women never entered Into the feud. It is said that once Mrs. McArdle told Mr. Donnelly that her husband was losing confidence in him as a partner in an extensive iron business. Donnelly agreed to sign a bill of sale to guarantee his good faith, the bill to be null and void if the company known as M. Donnelly & Co., was found to be solvent. As a further evidence of good faith he did not read the agreement presented by McArdle. On this bill of sale and the effort of McArdle to take forcible possession of Donnelly's property in New York city the litigation hinged. It was fought back and forth through a maze of legal complications and in many New York courts until a final decision in Albany. In a trial before Justice Henry Blschoff, Jr., in 1894, Donnelly is alleged to have attempted to kill McArdle after an adverse decision had been rendered. In the battle many shots were fired but no one was injurea. Later Donnelly and McArdle met on the streets of Albany and both drew pistols. Friends prevented a duel and further complications of the long standing litigation. Agricultural Extension.?After being shifted about on the troublesome legislative breakers for many months, the house and senate agricultural extension bill finally passed the conferees this evening and now awaits the signature of the president to become law. The bill carries to the farm the approved practices and methods of the agricultural colleges, experiment stations, the department of agriculture and the best farmers and demonstrates their value under immediate environment of the farm Itself, thus providing the means by which the organi"oS nfrrimitnral institutions of the country may be made to serve all the people as should be the case, rather than a limited and privileged few. This bill would, at the beginning, grant something like $500,000, $10,000 going to each state complying with the requirements of the bill, the total being Increased by $300,000 yearly for nine years, with a permanent annual appropriation of $3,000,000 thereafter. The funds are to be expended In co-operation by the government and the various state agricultural colleges. This is probably the most important step which the national government has taken In a decade in the interest of the farmers and it is due to the long and continuous fight which Congressman Lever has made that it is now to become a law.?Washington special of May 2, to the Columbia State. ? Vera Cruz, May 5: The first American flag raised in Vera Cruz as the Aemrican marines landed on April 21, was the battle flag of the Maine, which was sunk in Havana harbor by a Spanish mine. As the first boat load of marines scrambled on the Sanitary wharf, Julie Olivio, a Greek-American, aged 60, poked the banner of the Maine through a hole he had chopped in the front wall of his house, 2 Landero Y Cos street. TTnitaH Qtotoa marinPfl SAW Hag break to the breeze and cheered as they were forming on the pier. They saluted as they marched past the national emblem on their way from the pier. Olivio said: "I was a bumboat man in Havana harbor and was on board the Maine talking to Captain Slgsbee when the explosion happened. I handled the laundry for the American warship. As soon as the explosion took place, I Jumped over the side and into my boat. I started to row and as I went under the stern of the Maine, the flag broke and the banner fell in my boat." Olivio has letters which were written in Havana at the time of the accident of the Maine by naval officers. PATRIOTISM OF THE SOUTH Splendid Memorial Address by Rev. Henry Stokes. MEN AND WOMEN DIDTHE1B FULLDUTY Soldiers Gave Credit to ths Generals, and Generals Gave Credit to Their Soldiers?the Whole Southern People Proved by Their Heroic Courage and Sacrifice their Loyalty to Their Conviction of Rights. Following is the full text of the address delivered by Rev. Henry Stokes, pastor of Trinity Methodist Episcopal church, at the Memorial exercises in the Presbyterian church of Torklast Sunday afternoon: Mr. Chairman, Members of the Winnie Davis Chapter of the United Daughters of the Confederacy. Ladies ! and Gentlemen: Permit me to express my appreciation of the honor conferred upon me by your kind invitation to address you on this occasion. I shall always regard it as one of the greatest privileges of my life. A great soldier of his country and soldier of the Cross has said: "Next to God is country, and next to religion is patriotism." The Bible has illustrious examples of patriotism. When the Jews were in exile they gave expression to the love of their country in these beautiful words: "By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zlon. If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief Joy." The Master him sen, wnue woria-wiae in nis sympathy and sacrifice, seemed to love with ( an indescribable passion the chief city ^ of his own people. Looking upon it He said: "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which , klllest the prophets and stonest them ( that are sent unto thee; how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood ( under her wings, and ye would not." ^ So 1 feel no hesitancy on the Lord's day to speak of the faithful southern soldier and the southern citiren who whether in war or peace deserves the ( well-done of his fellowmen. It In nnf the nnmnse nf these memo rial services to keep up hostilities; nor to expose the battle-scars of our re- 1 united country; nor merely to honor our heroic dead and pay a tribute to 1 the noble few of the "thin gray line" 1 still with us, but In meeting today we realize we owe a duty to the past. , present and the future. We look back- ' ward with due deference to our noble 1 dead and their surviving comrades and forward to the welfare of the present and future generations. For if , the sons are to prove themselves worthy of such sires, we must not allow their daring deeds and npble sacrifices to fade from the memory of mankind. I do not propose now to enter upon a line of argument to prove that our fathers were within their moral and legal rights in the position they took, but suffice to say that they were, is the verdict of many of the most brilliant constitutional lawyers of our common country. The spirit of the southern soldier was manifested in the magnanimity of his character. When the generals spoke of their trials and triumphs they seemed to give ail me giory to me privates, and I have never heard a veteran of the ranks that did not glorify Lee and Jackson, rather than himself. So what we say of these great commanders is equally deserved by the humblest private who was faithful to his trust, for whether he wore the regalia of an officer or the plain Confederate gray, each soldier made a complete sacrifice and we, their sons and daughters, place today afresh the seal of our approval upon their offering. Taking then General Thomas J. Jackson ?"Stonewall"? and General Robert E. Lee as types of the southern soldier, let us notice the motive and the spirit of the men who wore the gray. The motive that actuated Lee and Jackson and the boys that followed them was that of a high sense of duty. Neither of these great commanders wanted to disrupt the Union: neither advocated Secession. But both were strong advocates of States' Rights and believed that every citizen owed a duty to his state that took precedence over any allegiance he owed to the Union. The ruling principle in the life of each of these patriots had been from boyhood a sacred deference to a sense of moral right and personal duty. When Jackson was a cadet at West Point, he drew up certain rules by which to govern his conduct. One of these was "Through life let your principal object be the discharge of duty." When the civil war was pending this maxim of early manhood helped him t > decide under which flag he would flght. Up to the formation of the Confederacy, Feb. 9, 1861, Major Jackson, then a teacher in the Virginia Military academy, was strongly for the Union. "He never was a Secessionist and maintained that it was better for the south to flght for her rights in the Union than outside of it." Before Virginia seceded, the legislature of that state suggested a "Peace Congress" In Washington. Twenty-three states sent delegates. But their efforts were futile. When Lincoln called for seventy-five thousand volunteers to invade the south, and Virginia followed her sister southern states in Secession, that set- ? tied the question for Jackson. He was 1 ready then to shoulder arms in the 1 spirit of his advice to the cadets some s months before, when he said: "Young < gentlemen, draw the sword as the last ] resort, but when you draw it, throw s the scabbard away." But Jackson was pre-eminently a J Christian soldier. No man ever sought , daily divine guidance or believed more < thoroughly in the Providence of God 1 than "Stonewall" Jackson. Beneath the soldier's armor, there was a true and j tender heart. His strict discipline of i himself and others made him appear 1 stern, but he was not without sentl- j ment. If you would know the man as i he was, read the "Life and Letters of I 'Stonewall' Jackson," by Mrs. Jackson ! his wife, , Time forbids my speaking more In I detail of this Christian soldier, so I 1 must content myself by saying that from the time Jackson enlisted, till May 3rd, 1863, when he received his mortal wounds by mistake of his own men, he never faJtered. On the following Sunday afternoon?fifty-one years ago today, near the hour we are now in memorial session, this Christian soldier, weary and wounded, said: "Let us pass over the river and rest under the shade of the trees." Then, as we believe, went home to be forever with the Lord. General Robert E. Lee. What ahall I say of the south's great chieftain, foremost citizen In war and peace, Robert E. Lee! Apart from life itself, it cost Lee more to cast his lot with the south than any man that fought under the Confederate flag. From the day he graduated with honors at West Point till the day of his great decision, be enjoyed almost every position of remuneration and honor the United States government could give him ex cept commander in chief, and General Winfleld Scott offered him that But instead of grasping this highest of military prizes, and allying himself with what he knew was the stronger side in men and resources, he handed his resignation to General Scott with this characteristic utterance: "It?the resignation?would have been presented at once; but for the struggle it has cost me to separate myself from a. service to which I have given all the best years of my life and all the ability I possessed. Save in defense of my native state, I never again desire to draw my sword." To him duty was the subllmest word in the English language. Actuated by the high and holy motives of moral right and personal duty, he went with the south into one of the most unequal contests of arms as regards men and resources, and yet with his little army of half clad and less than half fed men, he fought some of the world's greatest battles, won some -k t tha n/nrM'a orpfltpat vintGHM APt1 beat back final defeat through four long and bloody years. In the language of another we a&y: 'When the future historian shall come to survey the character of Lee, he will .nd It rising like a huge mountain ibove the undulating plain of humanity, and he must life his eyes toward heaven to catch Its summit He possessed every virtue of other great commanders without their vices. He was i. foe without hate, a friend without treachery, a soldier without cruelty, a victor without oppression, a victim without murmuring. He was a public officer without vices, a private citizen without wrong, a neighbor without reproach, a Christian without hypocrisy and a man without guile. "He was Caesar without his ambition, Frederick without his tyranny, Napoleon without his selfishness and Washington without his reward. He was obedient to authority as a servant, and royal in authority as a true king. He was gentle as a woman in life, modest and pure as a virgin In thought, watchful as a Roman vestal in duty, submissive to law as Socrates and as grand In battle as Achillea" But back of the Confederate soldier a a V? I a Inantro frt/vn tn H r? H a r A ATlfl HIa. stood the southern woman. As valuable as she was as an inspiration to heroic endeavor on the field of battle, let none conclude that she was all sentiment. The story of the hardships she endured and the actual service she prformed can never be fully and fitly told. She was incessant in her labors. As has been truly said: "The morning dawn lighted her to her tasks snd the the midnight lamp witnessed their close." The south had not sufficient money to furnish proper nourishment and nursing for the sick and wounded that filled the hospitals, and so the southern woman became an angel of mercy to the wounded and dying. For the most part she was the silent sufferer and unheralded heroine of the Confederacy. Her name has not filled the pages of history like Clara Barton or Florence Nightingale, but in the hearts of southern men she is an uncrowned queen. Like the soldiers of the "thin gray line" she is rapidly passing away. The last will soon be gone, but she is well represented In the type of womanhood that constitutes the United Daughters of the Confederacy. 1 cannot commend the daughters too highly for the services they have rendered their country. By their system of scholarships they have fostered the cause of education, and by their patient toll and self-sacrificing service they have erected in almost every county of the south-land, a monument auch as stands like a sentinel at the entrance of our own beautiful Rose Hill cemetery. And the combined efforts of the daughters will soon show the world a beautiful and fitting expression of their zeal, enthusiasm and patriotism in the unveiling of the Arlington monument. When Qen. Lee surrendered the <\rmy of Northern Virginia. April 9, 1866, and he and his foot-sore soldiers returned to the places of their once ceautiful homes and fertile fields, probably human eyes never fell upon - - *" ? *1 1 -4 i sight so appaiung, anu me nmiu ui nan never undertook a task so seemngly impossible of accomplishment. It has been said the southern soldier returned to his home "ragged, half itarved, heavy-hearted, enfeebled by want and wounds, but he did not sit town in sulliness and despair. As ruin never before was so overwhelming, never was restoration swifter. The soljler stepped from the trenches of battle into the furrows of the field; the tiorses that charged Federal guns marched before the ploy, and the fields that ran red with blood In April, were jreen with harvest in June." Thus began the rebuilding of the touth and the nation. National pros>erity has increased with the years, but we must confess that for a long time, lectional strife between the north and the south was apparent. Mr. Rudyard Kipling, in one of his books tells a Jtnrv entitled the "The Ship that Found Herself." It narrates the story jf a ship newly launched, starting out an' her trial trip. At first every part pf the ship was finding fault with every other part. Every girder, beam and brace, every rod, piston and rivet, was complaining against all the rest. But by and by the heavy winds began to blow, the great green billows rolled clear over the deck, and then. In the emergency, somehow, all the parts of the vessel began to draw together. All those discordant voices melted Into one great voice, which was the soul of the ship, and that voice ipoke out iii oni; triumphant cry, as the splendid craft realized that she was not a thousand discordant pieces, tmt one swift, beautiful, indestructible vessel. It was In 1898 that our great coun(Continued on Page Pour.)