Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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J? i. ,;; . ; ? "Whero'3 the. coward that would not dare ,' ? To fight tor such a land!" Col. Maham's family, during their stay in Charleston, were the guests of his friend, Dr. St. Julien. The Doctor's residence. .was one of the largest and handsomest in the city, delightfully loca TW^ff'colhWaSaeor a fine view otThe harbor and1 VfB ueighboring islands, which rested like gems on the fair bosom of :the. water. His daughter, Annie St. Julieh', ?' l?vely and gentle girl of eigh? teen, presided as mistress of the house. Doctor St.; Julien had been for many years A widower. His wife .dying when Annie was 'six years, old, the mother;s place had been supplied to the little girl forla. few yeai? by her aunt, (Mrs. Fer? guson) a widow lady,; who, with her two children, Arthur and'Jessie, had gone to live with her brother, upon the death of ' Ills WlfU. Wlf?ff Annie" waS"?nly"rweIve, and Jessie abp^t e%h]f; 'years of age, Mrs. Ferguson, whose health was never robust, rapidly declined, and in a few weeks her own children were orphans, and Annie a second time ,bjereaved, of a mothers care. Arthur* and' Jessie became thj wards of their uncle, and continued to reside with him. Every ^jSMffr ff schools and masters whienlhe cir^ afforded .wasprjj 'vided for the children's education .and Accomplishment: - Annie'was installed -, mistress: 6r the Doctor's large establish? ment, k which ?wonldt hare taxed many older and'wiser:, heads to govern. The little lady, however, found an efficient and willi9|;ass'istarit; in'; her nurse, a col? ored, woman of unusual intelligence, dis cretion -and -honesty; she had been/the trusted servant and valued tho'humble triend of Mrs.' 61.\ Julien. Mrs. Fergu? son also appreciated her worth. Like most of her race, Mammy Rachel'dis? played a devotion for her nursling, and the' children committed to her care by a dying mother,, which was little less than OTOT i \ ' ( \ i L /} { Mrs. Mat am and Mrs. Ferguson had been life long friends. Together they had gambolled in careless childhood ; the gleeful days of girlhood, with its goWen ?'dreams,'its fairy visions and; its enchant? ing hopes had been passed together,' and when they Tiad; entered upon tho more sober wdmanVlife' *t?eif * esteem and friendship strengthened, and each gave the other a sister's tender sympathy .and holy loyei' Alice Mafiam, with perfect gentleness, possessed an ardent tempera? ment;' to:love was a necessity of her be? ing; upon the children, who had been the objeqUioffhetf departed friend's anx? ious solicitude, she lavished an affection ?.scarcely less warm than that which she bestowed upon her own little ones, and .was repaid by them with grateful devo? tion. In her quiet, happy home, cherished and shielded from life's cares by a fond and attentive husband, "Old Time" had laid his hand so lightly upon her, she scarcely realized that for her the Spring? time of life had passed, and she had entered upon its maturing Summer. She possessed great influence over the young of both sexes, for her sincere and earnest piety was arendered more attractive by her bright and winning manners. To her children and their friends, she was the sympathising confidant and pleasant companion, as well as the wise counsellor "and careful guide. Gently, but earnestly and untiringly, did she strive to lead them in Wisdom's pleasant ways and peaceful paths. At no more favorable time for striking the fancy of the young and romance loving could old Charleston have been visited than that exciting fall and early winter of '60. The streets hung with the bright banners of the Secessionists, each bearing some appropriate motto and striking device; the crowds of busy, anxious faces passing to and fro; the eager and excited groups collected on the street corners; the sensational, al? though always unprovoked, 'rumors of a mob attacking andseizing the Forts ; all, all told the sad tale of a people betrayed, robbed and trampled upon, and who, conscious of their blood-bought right to self-government, had risen in a people's righteous indignation, and determined to throw off the chains of usurpation and tyranny! it was with pardonable pride and hon? est pleasure that her hospitable enter tainers;<$rried RoscrGordon to visit each spot of interest or beauty in their fair old "City by the Sea." And so the pleasant days flew by, and tinged with the rose hues of those joy-winged*hours were the letters she wrote to her gratified parents. Rose possessed a quick and intelligent mind, united to a degree of cultivation seldom found in a girl of fif? teen. We will, therefore, in her own naive language, give her fresh and girl? ish impressions of the old colonial city: . Cjiablestox, 21st Dec. 1860. . . - ?? n To Mr. E. D. Gordon, Atlanta, Ga. : JJX 1}eab.Papa?I have so much to write you of what I have.seen and en? joyed, that I scarcely know where to make my starting point, and I am very sure I will never reach the end. To-day a week ago Col. Maham brought us (his whole family) from romantic old Berkley to visit this not less interesting old city. We are the handsomely and pleasantly entertained guests of Doct. Edwin St. Julien and his daughter Annie, of whom I will write more fully before closing. I do not wonder at the enthusiastic love borne by the Carolinians to their old city, for it is indeed beautiful! I can conceive of nothing in the way of public ornament or amusement which can sur? pass the Charleston Battery and White Point, the beautiful garden attached. We have a charming view of the Har? bor from this house. Arriving in the city at early candle-lighting, my first view of the water was not obtained until morning, as it broke in soft, low, but deep-toned murmurs on the ear, and glittered like silver in the sunshine. 0, Papa! I do not wonder at Byron's love for old Ocean, expressed in that beauti? ful stanzas of "Childe Harold," and end? ing : "And I have loved thee, Ocean!" To sit and gaze upon the deep, deep sea, and harken to its music, awakens all of the unexpressed poetry of the heart, both tender and sublime. Methinks the tale of love would sound more soft and sweet if its melody mingled with the music of the sea! And for sublimity, doth it not still bear upon its heavy bosom the "Im? age of Eternity," as when God's Spirit just moved upon the waters ? I wonder how evil thoughts can fill the hearts, or evil deeds stain the hands of the dwellers by the seaside! One Teels here so really in the presence of the Great I Am! I love, too, to watch the gallant ships going out and coming in, freighted with the wealth of our own and foreign lands. Then in fancy, at least, I may become a traveler and.visit other, but I am sure not fairer climes than our own sweet sunny South! Yesterday morning the delegates met at St. Andrew's Hall, and "framed and passed the solemn Act of Secession. No persons outeide the delegates' and news? paper . reporters were permitted in the hall. But last night the people were invited to the Institute Hall to witness "the ratification of the ordinance."? There, at a very early hour, we repaired and succeeded in getting very good seats. I never saw such a crowd in my life.;. I suppose a great many did not get into the house at all, and- yet it is a very large and capacious building. The delegates are most of them old or middle-aged men, so we see "their princes" are hot "children." Papa, dearest Papa, I cannot describe to you how I felt, my heart actually stopped beating, and in that vast throng there was a death-like stillness as the members went up, one by one, and signed their names, thus registering the birth? day of the brave little nation.. But when they finished the grave and solemn cere? monial, and the President arose and in a voice deep with proud and manly emo? tion, said, "The Ordinance of Secession has been passed and ratified. South Carolina is no longer in the Federal Union," the shouts of the populace must have been heard a very long distance; and who knows? they may have reached the caverns of the sea, and startled the Nereides in their coral palaces 1 But, strange to say, I did not feel exultant, an inexpressible sadness weighed upon my heart. Proud, indeed, I am of our gal? lant little sister! Bnt can she hold her bold position ? and if she does, oh! what anguish may yet be her's before she proves her strength! I looked around to see if any felt as I did. The women, the daughters of Carolina wept, but as they wept they smiled, and waved their handkerchiefs. On manly faces I read deep emotion, but high and stern re? solve. Marion, like all of her family, is a warm secessionist. (Nay, do not smile, Papa, at a girl's politics, for in truth the children here on* that subject seem to feel like men and women.) When the loud cry of joy and exultation was raised, poor Marion trembled all over, and be? came as white as the purest marble. Ar? thur Ferguson observing her emotion asked if she was sick. "Ohl Arthur, after alLwe may not win!" she passion? ately exclaimed, and an abundant flow of tears relieved her painful agitation ; but she has never been her own merry self since. Ah! Papa, these are times which make girli feel like old women ! I seem to have lived so long since yester? day. Last night the private houses as well as public buildings were many of them brilliantly illuminated, and Meet? ing street had a long line of tar barrels through its whole length, which were lighted and looked splendid I I had almost forgotten to tell you what a gay and gallant sight Charleston pre? sents with her numerous banners of every color and various devices waving over her streets. I never take a drive through the city without being reminded of the description in "Marmion" of "King James Camp" near Dun Edin just before the battle of Floddeu : "Nor marked they less, when high In air, A thousand streamers flaunted fair? Various in shape, device and hue;? Green, sanguine, purple, red and blue, Broad, narrow, swallow-tailed and square, Scroll, pennon, pensil, bandrol, there O er the pavilion flow." And well might each denizen of thii lovely city echo the poet's involuntary exclamation of loving admiration in the midst of his description? "Mine own romantic town f Before leaving the subjects of liberty and patriotism, which are here the al? most endless topics of conversation, I trill mention that the building (now the postoffice, but during the revolution of '76 the provost) in which the patriot mar? tyr, Col. Isaac Hayne, was imprisoned v.-hen the British held Charleston, was yesterday pointed out to me. What a tragic fate was his, and what a triumph? ant death! His last remark to his friends, "I will show you how an American should die." Walter Maham told me the whole sad story; and of his character, how generous and how brave ! And he, the good and true, was condemned to death, and hung, without trial and against law, by the joint command of the vain and cruel Lord Rawdon and the wicked and arrogant Col. Balfour?names hateful to every true Carolinian's ear. Of such material as Isaac Hayne are the children of thw noble little State. Nearly every family has its hero of the past, around whose graves all soft, loving, brave, proud memories cluster, and whose names arc household words. When I walk thro' the old church? yards of this city, I fully realize that I tread the soil where the dust of herees lie buried. Can it be wondered, then, that her children will not tamely wear the yoke of tyranny ? Leaving the heroics, I will tell you something amusing. The day after we arrived here from Berkley, my curiosity was awakened by hearing a very frequent and peculiarly high, shrill, nasal cry on the street, varied by au occasional loud coarse, deeptoned bass, the only words I could catch of the song, which seemed to be all chorus, were, "going by I going by! yah!" I enquired of Marion what it meant After indulging in a hearty laugh, she explained it was the cry of negro women and men, pedling different commodities, such as oysters, fish, pota? toes, &c, on the streets, and they took that cheap, easy, and to them pleasant way of heralding their approach. She had heard, she said, it was a custom pe? culiar to Charleston. She had scarcely finished her explanation, when suddenly the high, shrill cry of "buy any oysters I buy any oysters! oysters! oysters I going by I going by I yah !" sound so near me I was startled, and turned (so perfectly was the imitation) expecting to see one of the sable venders in the drawing room. A merry face and -a wild burst of laughter from Jessie Ferguson, who had personated the oyster-woman, greeted me. Jessie is one of the sweetest and prettiest , imps of mischief you ever saw. Her figure is petite, light and graceful, and in the piquant expression of her ev.?r varying face, and the lustre of her meny black eye, you easily trace her Huguenot descent' As black and as glossy as the raven's plumage are the luxuriant tresses which curl in careless grace over her shoulders. Altho' not so beautiful as either Marion Maham or Annie St. Jul? ien, she wins all hearts by her girlish vivacity and good humored wit. Hany and herself are constant companions, warm friends and the very life of the house; fun-seeking, mischief-loving boy as he is, Jessie is always up to him. Ar? thur Ferguson, Jessie's only brother, (and they are orphans,) is quite different both in appearance and character. He is tall, graceful and handsome; he has the Boft, brown eyes I think poets ought to have, and a broad, white, intellectual brow; but he is a medical student, and I nhould not say there is much poetry in giving physic or cutting off legs and armsi. He says it is a noble profession, and opens a highway to both greatness gcodness. People often say, "Arthur ought to be the girl and Jessie the boy," bit I don't think so, for altho' soft and gentle in manners, he is perfectly manly. In temperament he bears a strong resem? blance to Marion, both of them being high-strung and poetic. She says they are far off cousins, which nearly every? body in these parts seem to be. The Mahams you already know and admire as they deserve to be; but I must tell you something of my newly made friends. I call them netv friends, but I cannot realize that I have not known them all my life, so homelike and pleas? ant has been my intercourse with them, and so kind and affectionate their atten? tions to your Rose. Doct. St. Julien, our hospitable enter? tainer, is a very tall and handsome mid? dle-aged gentleman, whose manners are both courteous and courtly. I can imag? ine him in his youth dancing a minuet, but never, .never a schottish Oi polka! Ht! is a little inclined to bombast, but is, withal, such a perfect gentleman that it neither excites ridicule oi aversion. He possesses more general information than any person I have ever mot, and with his great intelligence, he combines che rare faculty of imparting knowledge easily and pleasantly in conversation. But, altho' so entertaining ati a companion, and both courteous and kind to nie, there is something?I scarcely know what? which prevents me from regarding him with the great admiration I feel for our old friend, Col. Maham. When I ask myself why? or compare them at all, the words of the gentle Saviour ring in my ears: "Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye cannot enter the Kingdom of Heaven." It is the per? fect; simplicity and single-heartedness of the good Colonel which wins our love. I wish you could know Annie St. Jul? ien ! She is not a school girl like Marion, Jessie and I; she is. really a young lady, for she is eighteen, but as guileless and artle?s as a child. I might tell you her hair is of the richest, darkest brown ; her complexion so fair and delicate it would seem the lightest touch would stain its purity, and her eyes of the softest hazel; but I might exhaust all of the adjectives expressing beauty, and even then I could give you no idea of her perfect loveliness, for it is the sweet spirit of charity per? vading her whole being which makes her so charming. Love adds softness to her eyes' brightglance; humility leuds grace to her courteous, gentle manners; hope gire-i to her heart its joyous elasticity, and faith teaches her to cling with per? fect love and quiet confidence to our Father's arm. Sweet, gentle Annie St. Julion, all love her! She is, too, her father's idol, and repays his love with tendsr devotion. Oh! Papa, I^havo not told you the half of what I wanted to say, and Jessie is calling me to assist in arranging the supper table, for there is to be a party here to-night, and so I must wait for an? other letter to tell you of a delightful evening spent at the opera; of a visit to the beautiful and picturesque Magnolia, and many other places of interest and beauty in this charming city. Kiss dear mamma and the little ones for mo. Tell them Rose is very happy, but longs.to sec and kiss them for herself. Tell Jimmie to pat Jumper for me ; and Lily that I will not forget to bring her the promised doll, which she will have to call La Belle Caroline. And pray, darling Papa, don't be naughty, but write often and soon to vour loving Pet. ROSE. [to be continued. j For the Anderson Intelligencer. Nothing Lives to Itself. . A flower is only a little thing, just a handful of fading leaves and petals ; yet, without them, nature would be robbed of her brightest jewels, and small as they are, they have: a mission. How often, as if by the wave of a magic wand, they have lifted a cloud of sorrow from the troubled heart, and opened a trac'v through the crowded ex? perience of the past, and brought up viv? idly to the imagination, all the characters and incidents cloistered in the halls of memory. Little children gather flowers and strew them in their pathway; the youth plucks the sweetest rose-bud and honey-suckle ; and, our grand-parents gaze admiringly at the lovely flowers, be? cause they touch the chords of memory, and lead them back through the sunny days of youth and childhood. We put flowers in the cold hands of the dead, and scatter them over the coffin. Why is all this ? It is b scause th ey have a language of their own: they impart cheerfulness to everything around, and awaken the better nature within us, Flowers certain? ly do not live to themselves. The gentle breezes whisper, "God is -love," as they dance and play through the tree-tops, and then fly away to ran the fever ed cheek of the suffering invalid. The sun climbs above the eastern hills and drives away the darkness. It does a great work for man: were it not for its aid vegetation would be destroyed; and there would be no beautiful colors to greet the eye. The first rays of the morning sun kiss away the dew-drops, and all nature is bathed in a flood of sun? shine. When it has completed its mis? sion for the. day it quietly sinks .beneath the western horizon, and night spreads her mantle of darkness over the earth. Then the: full orbed moon steps .out into the great blue above, and lights the weary traveler on hit way. The glittering stars oome out to te ll us of God's wisdom and power. They do not live to themselves. No! these far off ligh& seem full of meaning to us; they awaken the tender est sentiments of the heart; cause a feel? ing of awe and reverence to steal over us, and lead us to think of "Him who doeth all things well." The stars must have breathed a sweet message of love to the little girl who exclaimed, "Mother, the windows of Heaven are open and the angeli are peeping through them !" A lonely and bereaved mother watched the pearly rain-drops' as they pattered against the window near which she was reclining. She was thinking?"my chil? dren i'ell fast as these rain-drops. As I was looking on them with the pride and fondness, which only a mother knows, my pi ecious jewels, one by one, sank into an early jj-rave." She cast her eyes up? ward and a bright smile suddenly over? spread her face; for she noticed the rain? drops were all scattered, but no sooner did they :reach the earth than they uni? ted, formed a little stream and flowed peacefully on together. This reminded her forcibly of her own situation. The members of the once happy family were all scattered, just as these rain-drops were, but as they united they suggested i.o her mind a thought of the happy re? union which awaited them in the future, when she would meet her children on Heaven's bright shore, whore they are already wearing their glittering crowns and beckoning their mother on. The j rain-drops' mission did not end here ; they refreshed the drooping; plants and flower} which spread over the earth to make it beautiful. These things should tench us a lesson. However frail we are, we have a great work to do. Little Sibbath-shool scholars, you can do something. Have you no little sick friend for whom you might gather a bunch of sweet flowers ? Are there no poor children living near you who are destitute of the comforUi of life? You can hunt up other little boys and girls and persuade them to. come to Sunday school ; you can tell them the story of the cross, as yoar parents and teachers have taught you. Do not think because you are small you cs.n sit with folded hands. You must do a child's work be? fore you can become a man or a woman. When our parents and teachers will have faithfully finished their work, and have gone to receive their reward, we, who are now receiving the benefit bf their instruct]o! is, must take their pJace in life. But we will not be left alone to battle with life's stern trials. No! our guar? dian angels are ever with us, and if we would heed their gentle whispers we would secure our happiness both now and hereafter. Already one of our kind, faithful teachers has left us, and, though we can? not cease to regret hie departure, we love to think of him as we imagine he is now. Happy thought! he is waiting at Heav? en's gate to greet his class of little boys a "welcome home." * Teacher, remember you. are not living to yourself entirely, but exert an influ? ence, either for good oj evil, over the minds and hearts of the children placed under your care. Then fasten a golden strand in your pupil's life-warp, so that in after life, when they have grown to manhood or womanhood, a thought will flit before them and lead them back to other days, when you, their faithful teacher, so patiently instructed them. It will touch a chord that will vibrate al? most to the cradle in which they were rocked. Do something, if you can do no more than give a good book and encourage its perusal and study;" and when you are sleeping beneath the sod the good work will go on, and eternity will reveal its blessed power. "Lead on, tho children's Christ is nigh ! Pray on, the Master linens; Sot,- on, the rains arc in the sky, Reap on, the harrest glistens: And, high above your doubt and dread, Shine tho vast crucifixion, Wlillc God's own surety overhead Crowns you with benediction." MOLLIE L. BEOYLES. Chucky Valley, Tennessee, The State Grange. The State Grange of South Carolina met in Columbia on the 8th December, and adjourned on the evening of the 10th. Three days of deliberation, with a morning, afternoon and night session each day, gave ample opportunity for the escapement of pent up gas, but not much time for reflection upon questions per? taining to the "good of the Order." The assembly was not so large as here? tofore, but still large enough to transact with dispatch all the business presented for its consideration. It was quite no? ticeable that the eastern half of the State was scarcely represented at all, only two or three Masters being present from the entire Pee Dee country.. This is not as it should be. The Grange is an organi? zation of groat power throughout the land, and its every purpose is well adap? ted to the resuscitation of South Caro? lina. But if those who are the chosen leaders allow themselves cither from lethargy, lukewarmneBS or other minor reasons, to become delinquent in duty, the masses who compose the rank ana file will soon become. demoralized, and render the entire organization imcompe tent to effect its original purpose. The western half of the State from Beaufort to Pickens was well and ablyj represented. And it was quite apparent that those Masters who were the most) energetic, presented the best record on the Secretary's book, where alone could be told the exact status of the Granges represented. The subject of finance was, of course, a question of importance, and received, perhaps, more than its due share of con? sideration. Its final disposition, how? ever, could not fail to have satisfied the demands of the most rigid economist on the floor. Retrenchment has been car? ried so far that development is likely to become paralyzed. The Grange in South Carolina has not drawn within its folds one-fourth the men- and women who should constitute rite working material, and until it shall have absorbed all that rightfully belongs to it, great efforts should have been -made to continue the ! employment of, active and trustworthy organizers. A different policy was adop? ted, however, and much work has conse? quently been left to be done by those who, from pairiotism or fraternal kind? ness, will labor for the Order during the nex t twelve months. The Master may, at his own option or by invitation, visit Granges and nave his traveling expenses paid, but will receive no per diem. The Executive Committee may and will meet, doubtless, as often as the needs of tile Order demand, but will receive no pay beyond actual traveling expenses. The Lecturer may take the field, but entirely at his own expenses. . The Treasurer has had his salary con? siderably curtailed, and the Secretary, with ? small increase of salary, is required to perform the duties heretofore impoeed upon the agent of the Central Bureau. This latter office is discharged, and the Bureau no longer continued. The Grange in South Carolina has no business agency but the Secretary. The expenses of the order during 1876, cannot go beyond the necessary printing, Sostnge, and stationery, the dues to the rational Grange, and the salaries of' the Secretary and Treasurer. There is cer? tainly no surplus sail in the rigging of the old ship this year. If she does not plough the waters of prejudice, and ride the' Btorm of adversity successfully, the crew must shoulder the responsibility, lor the man at the helm can only steer her as she is rigged. If every Master will but do his duty, our haven will be easily reached. Many of the radical changes to our constitution, which were submitted as amendments by the National Grange, for the ratification by the State Grange, did not receive sanction. If this Order is to be National every requirement of its or? ganic law should, as far as practicable, conform to this same idea. For each I State to construe for itself any funda? mental principle of the Order, means to destroy its uniformity, and unless the Patrons of Husbandry 'throughout the United States are established upon the basis of uniformity in their entire organi? zation, this co-operation amongst farmers will be a failure., The action of the State Grange of South Carolina is proof that) this body well appreciated this fact. Pomona Granges were left in statu quo by the State Grange, and proportiona te representation was not received with favor. . These are questions well worthy the consideration oi Subordinate Granges, and will be bi ought up before the Star? Grange at its next annual meeting, which, by th e way, may not be until the Spring of 1877, as the time of holding the nej:t meeting was left to the judgment of the Executive Committee, and it wes apparent that the Grange, for many rea? sons, did not find December a convenient month in which to meet. The same ob- j jections will hold against January, and the possibility is that the State Grange will not have another session until some time in Feburary, 1877. The question of life insurance was dis? cussed and reported upon at the recent session, but no action taken further than to commend the subject to the Order. No scheme was adopted, though one was proposed. There can be no system of co? operation accepted by Patrons of Hus? bandry more compatible with the designs of the Order, than some equitable plan of life insurance. It is a subject that should j receive the favorable reflection and ap froval of all the Subordinate Granges, ?fessional men, the clergy, railroad conductors, mechanics, and#all classes of | men, save farmers, have" co-operated upon this subject, and great good has re? sulted. Farmers should see to it, that they will not be outdone in utilizing such progressive and practical ideas. The question of fertilizers was not as prominent an one ?s we anticipated it would be. Efforts were made to have the State Grange secure che services of an agricultural chemist to analyze.fertilizers for the Order, but from the exhausted state of the treasury only recommendato? ry steps were taken, Subordinate Granges being advised to co-operate with each other on this subject, and pay for the work as it was done. The State Grange was a body of | thoughtful men, ana, doubtless, the re? sult of their deliberations will redound to the benefit of the Order throughout the State. So mote it be.?Rural Carolinian. All for the Best.?Dr. Johnson used to say that a habit of looking at the best side of every event is better than a thousand dollars a year. Bishop Hall quaintly remarked, "For every bad, there might be a worse; and when a man breaks his leg, let him be thankful that it was not his neck." When Fcnelon's library was on fire, "God be praised," he exclaimed, "it is not the dwelling of some poor man." This is the true spirit of submission?one of the most beautiful traits that can possess the human heart. Resolve to see this world on its sunny side, and you have almost half won the battle of life at the outset. ? Whole years of joy glide unperccived away, while sorrow counts the minutes as they pass, The Incidents of Approaching War. Grant is gathering, the strongest and most effective vessels of the navy at Port Royal. This harbor, which is the . best on the Southern Atlantic coast,. is favor? ably situated for a place of rendezvous for naval vessels in the event of a war with Spain.: That there is expectation of war, or de? termination tobring war about, is evinced by many circumstances. The gathering of the iron-clad fleet at Port Royal ana . the ordering;home from foreign stations of the most formidable ships of the navy are indications. The fitting out of the mon? itors, and their removal from League Island, where they were not only rusting but were liable to be frozen up at the crit? ical moment, to the warmer waters of Port Royal, are other significant facts.. Still another indication is the recommenda? tion by Commodore Howell, the chief of 1 the Navy Bureau of Yards, and Docks, that expensive repair and. machine shops be put up at the same place. Unless there was prospect of war there could be no possible need or excuse for erecting such buildings there. Repairs,-so far as required to keep the vessels of the, navy up to fhe ordinan'requirements of peace, can be better made, and made at much Tew expense, at the workshops in the North already established. * Add to these significant facts the com? bination formed among Secor Robeson's friends to buy lands at Port Royal and in its viciniy?? Ring which has'already been on hand to.purchase desirably situ? ated lands .alone that harbor, and has .se? cured considerable.tracts at low prices. Unless it was known to these speculators that Grant and Secor Robeson meant business, they would not go. to South Carolina to invest their money in lands which do not promise to increase in value rapidly or greatly, except in the event of war and the sudden change of Port Roy? al from a quiet anchorage, into- the busy seal; of warlike preparations, with the bustle and activity of a port where great fleets gather to obtain supplies, bo refit? ted and repaired, and otherwise put fn I trim for active operations. The specula? tors in land* at Port Royal and Beaufort evidently work .on a hint from headquar? ters. The Mexican Land Ring at Wash irigixm are ? encouraged! from the' same sources' to expect the huge profits for which they have long been waiting, and which Grant's designs for acquiring, a large slice of northwestern Mexico will by their realization surely give them. 1 ' These facts all p'?inf in only one direc? tion','' and ItHit'is* toward wki.'^Aiia1 to them the menace to Spain of Grant's message, his third term ambitions, the opportunities"for hostile measures afford? ed by the Rio Grande raids, and the heavy claims against Mexico adjudicated by the Mexican Claims Commission, and we accumulate a weighty load of indica? tions of war and pretexts for war with one or both countries; If we went into a war with. Spain on the Cuban matter, what would be.our chances of success?, We think that however much we might suffer at first by reason of our incompetent naval admin? istration, our success would be great and even, certain in the, end. Though our ship.i would probably at the outstart en? counter humiliating disasters, yet before six months were over-we' should have retrieved all these) and demonstrated our superiority on the sea over the Spaniard, in spite of his Krupp rifled.guns and the solid armor on his iron clads. In the war of the rebellion it took us but ninety days to produce the Monitor, a vessel destined to revolutionize the navies of the world. So also in another, war our practical ingenuity would speedily conquer the difficulties! in the way. ? For land forces we iihould not be at a loss. The host of the unemployed is so great that, volunteers, would be plenty, and the taste for military life which the rebel lion engendered would come to our aid at the North and South equally. Al? ready old volunteer officers are getting ready to make applications for commis? sions in the expected wars against Spain and Mexico.' : Grant therefore sees his way clear to? ward using, as the prime machinery of his third-term movement, the. warlike .spirit of the people,'their ambition for the further extension of their territory, and their eagerness to take advantage of an opportunity for giving life and activi? ty to trade,, which has for three years been so .stagnant. More. than all, he knowu th?t if he soon 'forces on one or ? both of these wars he wiil have no dan? gerous competitors for the Republican nomination for another four years in. the White House.?New York Sun. Care of the Eyes.?Diseases of the eyes are very prevalent, owing to the abuses to which they are subjected; and as weak eyes can never be handsome or pleasing, we desire to give our readers a few hints 'upon preserving their strength. It is very injurious to sit directly in front of a window, or to use a desk or table so i situated that you are brought in such a position ; for the rays of light strike di? rectly upon the' pupil of the eye, 'and cause an unnatural and forced contrac? tion of them, which will soon injure the sight permanently. Place your chair near the window while writing, reading or working, and sit in such a manner that your eyes turn from and not toward the light, and let it strike on your left hand, leaving the right baud furthest from it; or else have the window atyour back or above you, and the light will il? luminate the paper or .work, and will not shine so abruptly upon the eyeball.? Many young persons have nearly ruined their sight by not attending to these sim? ple directions. Another thing needful is, never read when twilight approaches ?as soon as the light fades put away all work. This is all-important; drawing nearer the light to read "just one page more," or take "just a few more stitches," has proved of the greatest injury to thou? sands of our boys and girls. When the eyes are washed, as they should be, in warm water every night and morning, wipe -them with a soft towel, gently rub? bing them toward the nose. Do not rub them toward the temples, as it injures their delicate constructions; and it is well for every person to fully comprehend it, and then they will be able to take care of it. The expression of our eyes <is a great deal under our own control. To us it gives the power to make them soft, gentle and loving, or sharp, cross and ugly, as we cultivate our dispositions; for the eye is the index of the heart, and out of its depths look the sweet passions of the soul or the reverse. ? A newspaper is a window through which men look out on all that is going on in the world?without a newspaper a man is shut in a small room and knows little or nothing of what is happening outside of himself. In our day the news? papers keep pace with history and re? cord it. A newspaper will keep a sensi? ble man in sympathy with the world's current history. It is an enfolding en cyclopr dia; an unbound book forever is? suing and never finished. ? A Nebraska man died the other day at the ace of 99 years 11 months and 30 days. We can imagine how mad that man must have been that he couldn't make it an e\en 100 years. A Reminiscence of the War? ' In conversation the other day with a merchant in this city, v/hoduring the war was a member of the i m mo rtalS Lone wall brigade, he told ;ho following, of which he x\as an eye witnese: ? > Is April, 1864. be was one among the largo number, of Confederate prisoners confined at Camp Douglas prison, the com .nandant of which was Col. B. J. Sweit, a kind-hearted of?cer and true gentleman.i When ti e news of the as? sassination of.President Lincoln was re? ceived, the flag was .lowered to half-mast as a mark of respect; but, owing to the 'great height of the staff, the banner, which was of the largest size, was blown so far.out that, there was imminent dan? ger.of-the lanyard, giving way, when It would come down with a run. '? To obviate this it- was'determined to senc; a man to the top of the "staff and re? move the pulley, intending to replace it at a point half way down, and a volun? tary was called from among the guards to peribrrn the patriotic service.' The danger was great and-the commandant offered a discbarge from ? the service to the man .who would climb the -giddy, height.? With this inducement a young man stepped forward and announced his' read? ings rto make the-attempt. - *? He was then furnished with apjir of legjruardflj containing small, sharp pro-' jections something.siniilar to those worn by tBlegranh cohstructionists, and with a stout belt buckled arc rind his waist and encircling the flagstaff,-he commenced the toilsome aqceoi. lilowly he proceed? ed. ( topping at intervals, to tighter the belt, which was rendered necessary by the gradually diminishing size of the mas:;. Onward and upward i he went, with the eyes of every man inside .the walls fixed upon him with an eagerness almost painful in its intensity. Still the dar!og man continue'cl, grorving smaller and smaller, until from his-lofty attitude beseemed no larger .that a child, He had almost reached thj.top, and retched out 3is hand to seize the lanyard which fluttered1 in' reach juiit above Iiis bead. ?In' an instant the cheers of thousands of anxious spectators would - break forth in admiration ,and. encouragement, vhen the :ord eluded his grasp, he lost bis bal? ance, and fell ^-down, with lightning rapiiity, the belt lightning every inch of the way,- until the tension became so great, the faithless band, worn-by rapid friction and the momentum of descent, gavlway. The unfortunate soldier fell headlong, striking the "platform at the bottom - of the flag-staff, and - crashing thro Jgh the heavy planking, of which it was composed. ... Hia horrified comrades at once ran to, his resistance'and pick ed up the mangled form, bat the injuries the unfortunate man had sustained, were fatal, and he died in a short, time. ,. . . )' The commandant though deeply re? gretting the accident, still wished the po I sition of the flag chang ed, but the tempt? ing offer'of five hundred dollars in green? backs ana a discharge from the service could not induce any of the garrison to make the attempt, with the fate of their comrade fresh in their minds. Cel. Sweet then made the same offer to the Confederate prisoners, and one daring ?fellow, a young artilleryman, announced his willingness to try the dangerous, feat. The proper equipments were furnished, and with steadfast nerve he slowly' made hia way upwards iill he reached the top. ?The ..anyard was removed from the end of th; staff and secured properly lower down, when,the unshaken Johnnie.safely descended to terra firms once more, when, with the commendations of the soldiers on duty as well atr his comrades, he received his discharge from prison ana five erisp $100 {greenbacks?more than sufficient to pay his traveling expenses1 home, while the flag floated at half-mast in boiior of the dead President,' fanned by the breezes from the great Northern lakes.? Rnoroillc Pros and Herald.. Grant In his Hoy r ood. Away up in the small hollow just this side of Amelia,' 'in Clermont County, 'there stood, a few years ago, an old coun? try school-house, .weather-beaten, tumble? down and disused, which the old- inhalii-1 tants pointed out as the place where Ulysses'S. Grant received his early edu? cation. The building has since been torn-down, we believe, but there are re? coiled ions connected with it which have become of historic interest. "Nobody thought when Grant was. a boy," said an old citizen of Clermont County, who attended this school at the same time the President did, "that , he would, ever amount to much. The most promising boy in the sJnool at that time was one named Henry Wattey. He was at the head of the class, in-mathematics, geography, spelling and all the. other studies, and everybody prophesied great thing) of him. But he is now running a. forty-acre farm up in Warren Comity. "How did Grant average his studiesT* . "Only middling. He would never be called dull, but he ,W3JJ never brilliant. He u: cd to spend a great deal of his time in reading the Life of Napoleon, which interfered considerably with his school duties, until the teacher -destroyed that book by putting it into the stove." ... "Was he punctual in his attendance 7" "Vsry. He never stayed away from school unless compelled to by circum? stances. He was never late, either, but was among the first to reach the school house in the morning." "Was he a noisy boy ?" "No, sir. Although courteous to everybody, he was not loud-mouthed, like the o .her boys, but spoke in a low a id quiet tone of voice, with unusual dignity for one of his years." ' "We always called him Hiram at school," continued the old stager. "No? body ever thought of caUing him Ulysses; and after the capture of Vicksburg, when we had not heard from him for years, a great many of us did not know or even imagine that it .was. the boy who used to fro to the old log school-house in the hol ow." "Vk'as Grant a playftil boy?" "Not by any means. Yon never could get h m to take part in any game or sport except a snow-ball fight In that he de? lighted. But as far as 'bull pen' or ball playing was concerned, he would never take (iny part, but would sit on a fence or stump and look on." "During his school days did he., ever exhibit signs of the persevering spirit for which he has since become noted?" i "I can remember but one occasion, and that was when the school-master flogged him to make him give up a jack-knife, with which he had been cutting the side of his desk. The school-master demand? ed the knife, but Grant refused to give it i up. The teacher tried to take it away, but could not do it. He then sent out into the woods and got a long, black hickory switch, with which he belabored the future President to make him surren? der the knife. But Grant persistently declined, and, at last, the pedagogue was forced to stop from sheer exhaustion. This incident was forcibly recalled to iny mind when he made the famous remark: 'I will tight it out on this line if it takes all summer,' and by many other similar incidents in his future career."?Cincin? nati Post. The Champion Liar, . One evening last week, when the win -ter.blasts moaned sadly around the street corners, and the captains of the ferry boats wore anxious look*) seven, or psght Vessel owners arid "laid-up" lake captains eat around a base-burner in a saloon near the river., After the - usual amount' of growling about the. weathor, one of them told a story. 'There might have been ah ounce of truth about it, bn t the crowd felt certain that one* ounce was offset by twenty-four poands of the "awfulest kind" of lying. Therefore a second man told a story to. beat it, and then a third man beat the seconds 'When the fourth man started out he said: - ^ "Gentlemen, I have also seen, tough times. When I was sailing the schooner Fortune, forty years ago, two of, us were swept overboard in a storm on Lake Eric one black I night; -1A hatch' cover1 Went with us, an i it so happened that'we both clutched it. It was not, large enough to support two; I was captain, be a sailor. I had a family?he had none. I shouted to him to quit his hold, and When Ho would not I reached over, clutched his throat, and held on till his fingers loos? ened and te went to the bottom of the lake. It wjs twenty miles'off Point Bet? sey, and wi .h a shrill, wild shriek, which .yet lingers in my ears, the poor wretch went to his death .'?-May the Lord for givemef: t \ \ui r \ i HI With his chair tilted against the. w.all, a lanky, sun-flowerish chap bad been nod? ding his head right and left, as if sleep? ing. As the captain's narrative was con? cluded, the stranger rose up and solemn? ly said: .. "I am that man j" 1 . The crowd looked' at Mm In astonish? ment, and he continued : ? ,"I landed on,Point Betsey next morn? ing in time for breakfast, and I swore I'd lick you for choking me, if I had to live a hundred years to do it ."?' "; ?'"?*??] "You can't be the man," replied the Captain, looking suspiciously at tbe fel? low's big fists; r'it was-fortyyears ago," WT know ;it'was, and'for forty years I have been aching to lick'ybtt but1 of your bootsl". n r. f*?i:!ri?-i*w The Captain had lied; but he didn't want to own it, and be said: ; .. ? "The sailor's name was Dick'Bice." "Kerrect!" bowed.the stranger, "that's my name!" .. "Bathe wiut taller than yon." "Being in the water, so long that night I shrunk about a foot!" was the cool re? joinder. ? "Well, I know your can't be the man," ?aid the Captain. .: "I am the man, and now; I'm ?. going to maul you to purp!'. No man can choke me and then brag1 about it I". He Bailed in and upset the captain, but: was then set upon by the whole crowd. ? He got into the eye of the wind, and hung there for a time,; but presently he paid off a little, got the' wind oln his quarter and went at it to lick'ten'times his weight in old liars. He-was a very ambitious man, and those who could get put doors got out, and those who couldn't offered bim a gallon of whiskey to come to anchor. He furled his sails on this j understanding, and ? he set his 'gloss j down for the third drink he, wiped his I bleeding ear, and remarked: "When.ft man tries to.-sacrifice me in order to save himself he don't know who he's fooling with V' "r "' He was the biggest liar of them all. but he made -.the .most of it,?".If, Quad in Detroit Free Frets. ? kjT South CABOLiyA.-pThe Gre'enyHle Daily News urges an immediate recon | struction of the State Executive Commit? tee of the Democratic party in South Carolina, as the present.members of that body have "fully committed themselves to the coalition policy which has brought the State to its present condition of utter degradation." From tbis.it would seem that a portion of the white citizens' of that unhappy State begin' to understand that they owe their- present almost hopeless condition < to the folly and cowardice of leaders, who, instead of taking advantage of the dissent ions that have broken out in the Republican party to organize thoroughly for the support of honest candidates tor office, have formed combinations with carpet-baggers like Chamberlain, by whom they have been humbugged, thus assisting to maintain in power the very men who are the most deeply responsible for the existing con? dition of affairs. Go v. Chamberlain,? who was to the old Ring.of Scott, Parker !'& Co., what Peter B. Sweeny was to the Tweed Ring?is the present idol of these 1 short-sighted politicians,-''and?s in the tease of the pretended Parker trial, they ?swallow all his noe promisee, r.ajid cling to his coat tails n: if he was their only hope, notwithstanding' that his protesta? tions of honesty were just tut profuse when he was ft member of the financial board. under Scott's administration as they are how. This wily demagogue twists tbe leading Democratic'politicians aroand his fingers as if they were made of putty. If those who lead in' public opip-ion in South. Carolina had had the courage, ability, and sincerity - which their brethren in Mississippi-have shown, they, might congratulate the.rnselveson r the prbspeict ef a speedy deliverance from 1 the rule of ignorance and rascality. ? As it is, the outlook for the future in that [ State is exceedingly gloomy. Tbe most carious feature of the South Carolina sit . uatioa is found in the aid and encoarage mer.t given by Democratic newspapers in other States to the attempt of .Cham? berlain to run both tbe Republican and the Democratic parties for his own benefit.?iv". T.Sun. "All Must Enlist."?On taking tbe chair to preside at the Barn well meeting, General Johnson Hagood rung out some earnest and spirited words: 1 ,:' I anderstand the purpose of this meet? ing to be to consider this misgovern men t in South Carolina, which, running through ten long years, has culminated in the shameful and shameless proceed in gt of our present Legislatnre. It is not for. me, here, to recall this disgraceful history in its details. You have borne with'it till patience has ceased to be a virtue, and from one end of this Ameri? can Union to the other, regardltes ef Sec? tion or party, the press?that mighty en? gine ana exponent,of. popular sentiment ?is now ringing with, denunciation, of tbe lost wrong inflicted upon you) and with commendation of the true arid faith? ful man who, with a heroism surpassing that of the battle field, is wiek?og each weapons as the executive armory can fur? nish in your temporary defense. This thing bos gone far enough! This crowd? ed hall?these earnest faces over'which a light flickers that carries me ba:k to a time since when my. head end, my. heart have alike grown gray, tell ine so. Ev? ery instinct of self-preservation tells nfe that the time has come when all in South Carolina, who are fit. to lire outside of ber penitentiary or expect to leave with? in her borders an inheritance for their children, must enlist in this struggle. It will be a contest in which no half-heart? ed recruit is wanted.; It is a fight for life ond<property, in which you wtjl hare to do all that a citizen may do?and, if uee'd be, and all that may become a man. -