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^^^'^^ ^ ^J^^ I ^ I, ' I ^^^^^^^ |, |' ^ J^^k^^ _ ? ? BY E. B. MURRAY & CO. ANDERSON, S. C, THURSDAY MORNING, JULY 31, 1879. VOL. XV-NO. 3. ULTOBTAKCE OF BIBLE S1TJDY. -An Address Delivered Before the Saluda. ? Baptbt Sunday School Institut ?, at An? derson, S. C, July 19, 1ST9, by J. Scott -Murray, Jr. {Published by Request of the Institute.) It is difficult for us rightly to estimate and appreciate Sunday School work, and the influence exerted by it. The Sunday School is occupying a field that cannot be filled by any other instrumentality, with results equally beneficial. Sometime since, a gentleman with whom I was conversing told me that about thirty years ago, a member of a church, of which he was a member, in Laurens County, disconnected himself with it for six or seven years because a Sunday School was held in the house of worship. There were many then who looked npon the Sunday School as an? tagonistic to the interests of the Church. But not so now. It is recognized as a most important instrumentality, in the hands of the Church, for educating and preparing the minds and hearts of those -who attend it for the reception of Chris? tianity. Here youthful minds behold the dawning of that sacred light which, flashing through heaven's gates, like the ?star that shone on Bethlehem's plains, lends to Him, on whom the hopes of a ?sinful world are fixed, to Him who in His tender humanity is God, and in His awful justice is merciful. And the ma turer minds, stored with those precious gems of truth found in the Scriptures, reflect the glory of the Author of light, and are the caskets of His sacred treas? ures. And those whose care it is to im? part information are stimulated to study in proportion to the advancement of their classes, and by trying to .impress others with the troths of the lesson have them impressed on their ovm hearts, in all their richness and fullness that study ?Umpi.rts. It seemB to us a sad and lam? entable fact, that the greater part of mankind must receive the views of their ?chosen leaders as the truth, however er? roneous they may be, and that they do not investigate for themselves the sub? ject which so much concerns them. Yet, to study the Bible is a privilege and a duty which all of us should esteem and embrace, and for neglecting it we must give account to God, who has given us the Scriptures, which testify of Him. I suppose that the conversion of so many of the Bereans under the labors of Faul and Silas, after their work at Thessalo nica, was the result, in large measure, of the study of the Scriptures; for we are told, in the 17th chapter of Acts that "they received the word with all readi? ness of mind, and searched the Scrip? tures daily, whether those things were" so. Therefore many of them believed." How many strange and erroneous doc? trines, professedly taken from the Scrip? tures, could be preached from Sunday to Sunday without our ever searching them to see "whether those thing3 were so!" We should encourage, in every way, to the fullest extent, the study of God's word. The word "search" does not mean to learn the answers to a few questions found in the uniform lessons or the ques? tion books, but it means to inquire dili? gently, to seek earnestly, to study thor? oughly ; and such study cannot be, as a rule, more successfully initiated and en? couraged than in Sunday Schools. It ought to be done at home, but here none the less. It is not encouraged at home sometimes from neglect, and sometimes on account of incapacity to instruct; and it is in filling these deficiencies that the Suuday School is efficient. "Whatever is worth doing, is worth doing well," and if the Bible is worth studying at all, it is worth understand? ing. It is impossible to understand it without the study which the advanced classes in Sunday Schools try to initiate. "Error? like strain upon tbo surface flow, Ue who would search for pearls must dive below." The knowledge of which Solomon speaks is the pearl of great price, the reward of a .studious, fervent and conse? crated spirit; "the knowledge above all knowledge," without which, in thh world, even a Byron is but mystery gaz? ing upon mystery; genius confounded ?with grandeur; the inquirer searching the inscrutable; "Vanity of vanities!" That belief which comes from a heart, full of the love and knowledge of the word of God, is the most sincere and intelligent of all beliefs, and will enable the Christian to say: "I know whom I have believed." The Bible classes in Sunday Schools ought to supplement our Theological Seminaries as far as possible. Whilst these seminaries are attended by a few, comparatively, the Sunday School is attended by many; the old as well as the young, ladies as well as gentlemen; and under the teachings there that char? acter should bo formed which can find companionship alone with purity and holiness. I once heard Dr. Tucker, of Georgia, say, in a sermon, "Eeligion is an affair of the head, of the heart and of the hands." The majority of those who are members of our churches were once Sunday School scholars, and if they studied well in the school they have an intelligent belief, and their religion is so far "an affair of the head." We need educated believers in the Christian war? fare ! We need the exercise of intellect and the power of study ! The sword of Mahommet is rusting in its scabbard; the rod of the heathen is broken; and the Roman Janus of Catholicism is closed perhaps for ever. Yet, fancy's visionary speculations on morals will vanish before the bold and wiery logic of the infidel, and Christians must go upon the arena of intellectual strife and conquer in the fight. "Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts." And if his spirit leads, the sword of the word must ac? company. "Life is real," aud the best actors in its drama are those who have studied their parts well. But perhaps some one Will say, Well, I will act in a tableau scene, and tKat doesn't require study. Think about it. Very few have the requisite qualities for a tableau picture, and you may come to the conclusion that you would appear to more advantage in some other scene. In fact, there is no tableau here 1 We cannot be silent pic? tures I We are under the awful respon? sibility of moral action ! And since we must ?ct, let us learn to love that study in the Sunday School which we may continue through all eternity; and let all commune through the word of God with holiness, and let the voices of earth and of heaven accord, with sweet har? mony, in the grand Jubilate Deo of the people of God. REVOLUTION All V INCIDENTS. The Bloody Scouts and Their Massacres Id Spartanburg. Son. B. F. Perry in the Spartanburg Spartan. The 10th of May, 1781, will ever be memorable in the traditionaty history of the Spartan District, as it was first nam? ed for. its horrors aud assassinations.? Perhaps there is not another instance in the whole of our struggle where so many cold-blooded assassinations were commit? ted on the same day, without the sem? blance of excuse or justification. It was a savage butchery, not in a battle or manly contest, but in the homes of victims, and in the presence of their families. The murderers, too, had to resort to acoward ly and treacherous stratagem, in order to accomplish their fiendish purposes. For some time previous to this memo? rable day, the Whigs of Spartanburg had been enjoying the smiles and bless? ings of peace and security. But all at once, and without the least warning or suspicion of danger, like the massacre of St. Bartholomew, they were visited by a noted band of tories, under the command of Capt. Bill Young. This tory captain and his bloody scouts were from the District of Laurens, then known as a part of Craven County. They first made their appearance at James Miller's, a prominent Whig in the upper part of Spartanburg. They had thrown aside tue tory badge, which was a sprig of pine top, and most treacherously fastened to their hats a piece of paper, on which was written the Whig motto?"Liberty or Death," in large capital letters. They were everywhere taken on first sight for a company of "Liberty men." An old man and a staunch Whig, by the name of James Knox, who happened to be at Miller's when the tory assassins made their appearance, eagerly went out to meet them with the extended hand of friendship and good faith. He was in? stantly cut down by the sabre of a horse- ' man, and horribly mangled even after he fell. Miller, who saw this fatal adven? ture at a distance, quickly made his es? cape unperceived by the bloody scouts. Knox lived until the next day, although his head was said to have been literally hewn to pieces. He was carried into, the honse by the wife and daughters of Mr. Miller, who endeavored to dress his wounds as well as they could, and ad? minister to him all the comfort in their power. The next house visited by Capt. Young and his scouts was that of John Barry's, who bad long borne the commission of a Captain in the service of his country, and who had been a most active and zealous Whig from the commencement of the 1 Revolution. Fortunately Capt. Barry was not at home, and ho thus escaped the fate which had just befallen poor Knox. Whilst the tories were in front of Barry's house anc. on the eve of leaving it, William Caldwell rode up, supposing the company to be what their badges purported, on the side of liberty and their country. He was instantly fired at by one of the scouts, and the ball passed through his horse's jaws. Notwithstand? ing, nowever, this severe wound which his horse received, he was able to make his escape in spite of all pursuit. Mr. Caldwell was still living at the time of my visit to the battle-field of the Cow pens, in the enjoyment of good health and much respected by all who knew him for his moral worth and Revolution? ary services. The report of the gun fired at Caldwell was heard by James Alexan? der, to whom I am indebted for all the particulars of this memorable day. Mr. Alexander was going to find out the cause of the gun being fired, when he met a young lady flying from the hcuse, who informed him that the tories were there. He changed the direction of his course pretty quickly, but not before he was perceived by the bloody- band. They immediately gave him a pursuit, and would unquestionably have overta? ken bim if be had not jumped from his horse and ran across a foot-log over the creek. "The bloody scout then went to John Nicols', who was an old man and. kept a mill, but'a true Whig, and ever ready to do all he could to serve his country. All the respect shown his gray hairs was an attempt to despatch him by the sword instead of the pistol. His hands and shoul? ders were terribly cut and mangled, but he recovered from his wounds and lived many years afterwards. The old man used to say, however, that his mind was not the same that it bad been. From Nicols this murderous band went to Mr. Howell's where they found John Caldwell and Thomas Dunlap, two very active and prominent Whigs. These gen? tlemen were both despatched by pistols before they were aware of the true char? acter of the scout. From thence they proceeded to John Woods', a bold, active Whig, and particularly obnoxious to the tories. He was also shot dead, without knowing the true character of the scouts. Thence they proceeded to James Wood's, a gentleman who it seems was still more obnoxious to their vengeance. He was taken from his house and put to death under circumstances of peculiar atroci? ty. The next bloody deed was the murder of John Snoddy, whom they met at Ber? wick's Iron Works. Mr. Snoddy was crossing the bridge when he saw the bloody scout, and was induced to suspect them notwithstanding the false colors under which they were marching. He endeavored to make his escape through the woods, but was overtaken and shot dead. From Berwick's Iron Works they went to Fair Forest, and there met Edward Hampton, a creat-uncle of Gov. Wade Hampton's. He was a bold, active and distinguished Whig, and said to have been tne best horseman of bis age. He was shot through the body and killed and the waistcoat which he h .d on and through which the bullet passed was pre? served by his family for a great number of years, and may still be in the possess? ion of some of his descendants. After killing Hampton, the day being Eretty well Rpent, and the tories appre ensive of the hue and cry of the coun? try, returned to Laurens. John Barry raised a company of Whigs and went in pursuit of them. They reached old Ma? jor Franks' house, who was a tory, and took all of his horses. David Anderson acted as a commissary, and the first case called after the establishment of the Court at Ninety-Six was Major Franks against David Anderson for trespass, &c. The Judge ordered the cilsc strick-i en from the docket. ' THE CRIME OF TUE CENTURY. A Vivid Plcturo"of the Burning of Colum? bia. Mr. August Conrad (Felix Clacius) having in his "Lights and Shadows of American Life duriny the War of Seces? sion" described the occupation and the sack of Columbia, by the United States troops, gives an account of the horrible acts that followed: Night with her sable pall covered Co? lumbia usually so quiet and peaceable, but to-night full of tumult and disorder. Night came on for the evil foe, who was laboring with many thousand busy hands at her destruction. Night was unwel? come to the unfortunate people who looked to the near future in anxiety and distress. There was rest and recupera? tion for no one this night. As it was getting dark the soldiers camped in the street and made fire to cook their supper. I spoke to the cap? tain quartered iu our house, representing the danger of this course?so much cot? ton lying near, and many other easily in? flammable substances. I had for my trouble my pains. The captain sncer ingly asked me what I had to do with the soldiers? whether I had a kitchen where they could prepare their meal? I said no more. I could not afford to offend this man, who still had a spark of decency and authority. I invited him and two lieutenants to partake of our frugal sup? per. Bus before it was ready a new event attracted our attention. A mighty pillar of fire and smoke arose at some distauce. One of the railroad depots situated at the lower end of the city was burning, and the cotton stored there furnished ample food for the flames. But in the excite? ment of the hour it made little or no im? pression till flamed were seen in the op? posite direction also; and when a few minutes afterwards a house standing next to ours was burning, the conviction be? gan to dawn on us that the firing of the city was premeditated, its extent incalcu? lable ; and this thought filled us with dis? may. When we noticed that the enemy made not the slightest effort to extinguish the flames, but rather seemed to enjoy the sight, we were confirmed in our suspi? cions that the fire bad been set. But I do not to this day know whether the fire set by this rabble bad been ordered or only "suffered by the military authori? ties. Under these circumstances the further spreading of the fire was unavoidable, and we were forced to leave our bouse. The poor widow who saw no possibility of saving her little property was in des? pair. Upon her knees she begged the commanding officer quartered with her to take her and her children to a place of safety, and to let bis men at least take a part of her property to the house of a family near the end of the city, where she proposed to seek refuge. This prayer, which might have softened a heart of stone, was answered after a fashion by the officer. He accompanied the unfortunate woman and her children to their place of destination, with a few valuables, especially articles of silver, which the children could carry, but fur? ther help, be said, be could not afford them. We hastily gathered up what we could in bundles, trunks and boxes, took them down stairs to carry them off our? selves if we could, or depending upon the assistance of the captain and bis men. But no sooner did any article reach the street than the band of robbers greedily fell upon it, dragged it off, or shared its contents before our very eyes, and every further attempt, to save anything ended in the same result. The commanding officer declared that he could do nothing to prevent this; we had to Bubmit to the inevitable, and were glad that the officer promised personal protection to the lady now frightened al? most to death. I now took my tin box and various little bundles that I had ta? ken out of my trunks and travelling bag3 and brought here for safety, and left the house, already burning, with the poor family, whom I now was obliged to leave to their fate. I bad to think of my own safety, if indeed it was possible. Thus loaded, carrying in my bands and under my arms my own property, and that of others that had been entrusted to my care, I resolved to look for an asylum in the bouse of Mr. McCul|y, a family I had long known. I avoided the direct road?Main street?where a dense mass of noisy soldiers were setting fire to cot? ton bales for their fun. I hoped to reach the bouse unmolested through more quiet streets. The city offered an indescriba? bly terrible [grauenvollen] sight. A large number of houses were now burn? ing in every direction, and the wind fa? vored the rapid spreading of the destruc? tive element. The satanic horde plund? ered and destroyed within the houses and upon the streets. Pandemonium let loose is but a faint image of what was transpiring here before my eyes. Heartrending cries of distress were heard amid this tumult from persons robbed or otherwise molested, or from people threatened by the fire. Here and there you would see unfortunates, with little children upon their arms, or with some few valuables or necessaries, run? ning from these human devils and from the lire, looking for safety, but only to find fresh misery and destruction in the place they had thought safe. It was terrible ! and the consciousness of the unfortunate that there was no pos? sible chance of escape made their condi? tion one of hopeless despair. * * * I had almost reached Mrs. Mc Cully's (still free from fire,) with only an occasional loss of asraall package, snatch? ed in passing by one of the soldiers, when suddenly a company of soldiers crossed my path, in marching" order, un? der command of a captain. This troop doubtless was acting as a patrol, and I was simple enough to think tnem no thieves, but the protectors of the distress-! ed. I moderated my course, almost ex? hausted as I was from my long and cir? cuitous walk. I met up with the detach? ment at the corner of the street, and hoped to make the rest of the way?same as theirs?under their protection. But I was halted, and asked by the captain what 1 was carrying. I told Lira I was Hanoverian consul, and that my baggage consisted partly of my own property and partly of the consular papers, rescued with much labor from the llanies. But the captain, who was curious, proposed to convince himself of the truth of my as? sertion, and took my baggage from rue. I had to unlock the box; the whole par? ty handled the scattered contents. One took this, another that, and they left me nothing but the empty box, the consular seal and a few letters and valueless pa? pers. Protests and prayers availed noth? ing; and my cries of despair at the great loss, the extent of which, in the excite? ment of the moment, I did not even re? alize, was met with the threat that I should be instantly killed if I did not stay quiet. Not satisfied with the result of this robbery, the captam now demand-1 cd my watch and my portcmonnaie; and humbled as I was, in presence of this hrute force, and also to avoid having my person searched, I voluntarily gave him what he asked. This, dear reador, was the work of a patrol of Shermau's celebrated army, which had the sympathies of Germany (not of England or France) in their work of annihilation against the South, incom? parably nobler in thought and action than were these supposed champious of human liberty. This was a sample of the thieving crews, and of the officers, who were led into the field against an earnest but noble foe ; officers and men who showed their bravery in the base and cowardly plundering, abusing and insulting of unarmed meu, but especially of women and children. I refrain studi? ously in this description from all exag? geration, and I leave the reader to form his own judgment. I cheerfully acknowledge, moreover, .that all the Northern troops were not composed of the outcasts of human soci? ety such as these were; perhaps they on? ly formed the minor part of the army. I had opportunity later myself to become acquainted with well conducted and well disciplined soldiers of the United States. I gathered up my empty box, and the few papers that were left, and gradually now began to realize the extent of my loss. I specially lamented the loss of the valuables my brother had entrusted to my keeping. He lost nearly every thine he had saved during years of labor; and being far away from home, ignorant of his great loss, it must come upon him as a terrible blow. A large part of my loss consisted in drafts on England, which I bad made, representing the dividends of the share? holders of our company, and payment of which to the wrongful holders was at present impossible to estop. The loss of the consular archives and of my own pa? pers troubled me less. But I was borne down by the great loss, and by the im? possibility to do aught for the recovery of what had been forcibly taken from me. I learned in that night, and later once again, how much a man can bear, and also that the fear of any apprehended calamity is always worse than the evil it? self, once you have the assurance that you can do nothing to remedy it. When I became alive to this consciousness, res? ignation took the place of despair. There was a comfort in the reflection that at this hour many had been visited much more severely by cruel fate than I had. j I could consider myself fortunate that i my life had been spared, aud that the values I was carrying around my person had been saved. True I had reason to fear for their further safety. With the little I had left I reached the McCully house exhausted and almost crushed in spirit. The poor family were in great fear and trepidation at what was passing around them, although as yet they had escaped all danger. My arrival was greeted with great joy. Mr. McCully, who had long been a paralytic, sat there without taking notice of any? thing. The old grandmother lay sick in bed, and the terrible events that were transpiring were carefully kept from her. Mrs. McCully and her daughters were quite confused with feat and anxiety, only increased by the brief recital of what I had just passed through. It was with much trouble I could prevail upon them to gather together and have ready for re? moval whatever they prized most in case fire or foe should render a hasty flight necessary. These good people had been fortunate to have among the soldiers who were quartered upou them a nice, gentleman? ly young mau, who not only was very amiable and considerate to the people of the house, but defended them and their property against the shameless thieves. Here he stood all alone among his com? rades, and strenuously foiled officers and soldiers, again and again, in their efforts to plunder, or to set the house on fire, till at last bis strength proved inadequate to cope with brute force. He denounced the conduct of his comrades disgraceful; lamented that there were so many scoun? drels in the army, mostly Europeans, ("Irish aud Dutchmen,") but maintained that cruelties were prepetrated contrary to the orders of the commanding gen? eral. Now at last the flames reached this upper part of Main street. The rush at our house became stronger, and soon our brave protector could no longer ward on" the robbers, who were breaking in doors and windows. The wild horde came, everything was broken open or knocked in. What they thought they could use they carried off; all else was destroyed. I took the poor family away almost emp? ty handed; the house was already burn? ing. We had the greatest difficulty to save the old grandmother, who barely escaped a fiery death. As she was being carried out by two faithful negroes I col? lared one of the soldiers of the noble ar? my of liberatiou who was in the act of setting fire to the bed in which the old lady Jay. I was summoned thither by their cries of distress, and in the nick of time prevented this cruel murder. In the dispute that ensued I learned to my horror that this brute was a German, who could barely talk English. This was one of the specimens of the brave sol? diers my Fatherland sent ostensibly to fight slavery, but in reality to rob and to murder. Nor, I am sorry to say, was he the only one of his race among those who perpetrated such deeds of shame. It was the usual custom of these vile rascals, after having plundered a house, to set the beds on fire, their object, to make the destruction thorough and fa? tal, beiug best accomplished in this way. Burned out again and roofless once more, I left the house with the McCullys, who now witnessed the sad sight of their house in a mass of flame, illuming to its late denizens their sad homeless way. But whither should we go? There was but little choice now; but comparatively few houses were left, and these most likely would fall a prey to cruel fate. I thought I would go to my friends, the Grouings, on Arseual Hill. Looking in that direction I found everything dark ; the fire had not reached that, part of the city. Part of my rcfugeeing companions, the old grandmother, the invalid father, (both of whom soon afterwards died,) with two daughters, found shelter with relatives near where I was going. Mrs. McCully and her other two daughters accompanied me to Mr. Groning's, where we arrived safely, not however, without having been robbed on the way of the greater part of the articles of value wc started out with. By this time I had become callous to the repeated attacks aud blows of fortune which during the last few hours?that! appeared to me a whole eternity?had J come upon mo so thick and fast. I be? came indifferent even at the terribly maguili.ent spectacle of the sea of flame, which, viewed from Arsenal Hill, whero 1 now was, was spread out before me and below me, from the midst of which resounded a tumultuous confusion of voices. I now thought only of my? self and the unfortunate people under my care, to whom I could afford but very little help or protection. I arrived early in the morning in my new asylum, perfectly exhausted, but was welcomed with my unfortunate trav? eling companions. Gradually the uninvited visitors ceased to call and to molest us, and with the break of day they were gone altogether. The vile wretches seemed satisfied at hist with the result of their devilish deeds, or were fa-, tigued from th9 work of the night, or else shuddered at the sight of the devas? tation, now laid bare before their eyes by the light of day?or, more likely than all, they were called to some other ser? vice. At all events we were not again molested, the streets became empty, and we breathed freely once more. I now went out to see what had be? come of Mrs. Volger and family, and other friends, and when satisfied of their personal safety, I walked over the scene of last night's destruction. Here we close our extracts. We feel greatly tempted to follow Mr. Clacius in his striking, we may say, thrilling narra? tion of the results of the destruction of Columbia; and in his numerous advent? ures afterwards, his journey to Rich? mond, and description of that city; his "running the blockade" across the Poto? mac, and the ill-success of that enter? prise ; how he was first robbed by neu? trals, then captured by the enemy, im? prisoned at Point Lookout, and almost shot for a spy; how he in his misfortunes met good people everywhere, whom he kindly remembers in these memoirs years afterwards. All this, and much more of great interest, is to ho found in this lit? tle volume; but our scanty space will not permit indulgence in further ex? tracts. We hope, however, that the book will he imported and offered forsalc here, as we feel sure many of our fellow citi? zens would like to have it. We have not, in many years, read anything of as much interest, local and personal. A WAIL OF DESPAIR. llow the Lcnillnc Memphis Tnpcr Fiicch the Inevitable* Woe. From the Memphis Appeal, July 19. Let us look the situation of affairs to? day in Memphis straight in the face. Let us look, if possible, beyond and in? quire of the future what more of wreck and ruin it has in store for us. The pres? ent looks as black, ugly and forbidding, made so not so much by facts as by croak ere. The future seems to bo aiirrounded by a lurid hue that dominates the fright? ful yellow tint, the sign of horror, woe and sorrow. The yellow fever, the first case of which was announced on the 9th, now counts its sixteenth victim. It counts the present destruction of the trade and industries of the community, and threatens the property which repre? sents the accumulations of the labor of the present and preceding generations. The yellow fever u in front of us, but beyond it may easily be discerned the torch of the incendiary, revealing the starving thousands who to-day have no resources. Never was a city in so deplor? able a condition. Most of her leading men are absent. Of all who under other circumstances would be foremost as lead? ers and advisers, but a few are now here the dangers and counsel the bewildered people what to do. Every man has made provision for himself, and* those depend? ent upon bim, but there has not been one word heard in behalf of the poor, no pro? vision has been made for the safety of property, not one cent has been subscrib? ed to maintain an integrity that once as? sailed by hunger will be found very weak indeed. The city government is power? less and helpless. It cannot use one dol? lar of the money in its treasury for the purpose of contending with the fever or succoring the poor and needy, and it can? not levy a tax for that purpose, and if it could, could not collect it. As for the county government, it will take no thought concerning us, for, if it did, it would result in nothing. The State can contribute nothing for our benefit; what the Federal Government can do remains to be seen. Our condition is seemingly without any relief. The doctors are ready for work, and many of them are sanguine that they are to have plenty of it. We are in as bad a condition as if the sporadic cases had joined their forces to make an epidemic. Trade un? til October, perhaps November, has been as effectually killed as if, instead of six? teen, we had sixteen hundred cases. Those who have left us went under the spur of panic, most of those who remain have parted with that sense of security without which peace of mind or health are impossible. All along our lines of railroad the people are prepared to en? force quarantine, after their own fashion, regardless of the rules and regulations of the sanitary council of the Mississippi Valley. They will cut off all intercourse, and save the State board of health the expense and the people the trouble of medical examinations and chemical fu? migation. Already boats have refused to land at our wharf. In a few days, when the crazed become crazier and the idiots more idiotic, we shall, perhaps, find our? selves hemmed in a living hell, where to maintain order and respect for life and property will be found impossible save at the point of the bayonet. We have been warned that some towns will not wait for the declaration of epi? demic by the hoard of health ; that they have set their own limit of cases, and will act upon private advices. They are victims of yellow fever quarantine insan? ity, aud there is no knowing what they will do next. The railroad people are our friends, but they cannot do anything to help us that the quarantinists will not permit. But this is not all. Our stocks of groceries are very low. The demand for them the past few weeks has been without precedent. The Howard Asso? ciation ha? but a few thousand dollars to begin operations with, and the fund that remained over from last year in the hands of the trustees has almost reached zero. The situation it will thus be seen is full of gloom, not merely on account of the presence of the yellow ferer, but because of the long train of evils it may bring with it. Memphis is once more sitting in the ashes of woe and despair. Out of this condition there is but one avenue? flight. The people must get away from the yellow fever and the doctors before an epidemic is declared. No one who has not had the yellow fever should be permitted to remain here. Blacks as well as whites, whether they will or not, should be forced into camps. It is better to live bearing the temporary inconve? niences of camps or neighboring cities than to drag out a miserable existence here in daily dread, perhaps ultimately to die like a dog; and it will be cheaper to sustain such camps than to pay the ex? pense of thousands of sick and it may be the funeral expenses of thousands of dead. To accomplish so desirable and benefi? cent a plan of operations not a moment should be lost. The railroads will have to dd better. They will have to take our poor away free. We say this, remember? ing their unnumbered kindnesses and charities last year. We are poorer now than then, anil can pay nothing. Besides, we cannot expect that the world will again help us as generously and lavishly as it did in 1878. We cannot expect that the world will help a people who do not hell) themselves, a people who soem to have no tics, who have regard for none of the obligations that bind communities, who sing loudly in chorus in the days of prosperity, but sing solo when yellow fever comes to test their courage, pluck and endurance. Our trade is killed for three months. We are without money, provisions or organization. We arc threatened by a rigid quarantine and the disorders that are sure to follow, unless the poor are driven from the city and are provided for. This is the work to be done now. Another Appeal to the People to Floo. From the Memphis Appeal, July 20. We entreat that every man, woman and child who has not had the yellow fe ver leave the city at once without a day's delay. There is nothing to be gained by j remaining here. Business is as effectu : ally killed for the next three months as I if we had ten hundred cases instead of I seven. Hereafter, until the health board j announces that it is safe for the people to come back, there will not be employ? ment for any but doctors and nurses. All mechanical business has or will be stopp? ed this week. No storc3 or oflices will be kept open save where men are employed who have had the fever. There will be nothing to do. It will, therefore, be a prudent thing for all to remove from the city, and get as speedily as possible to a place of safety. We may not have an epidemic?the fever may stop as sudden? ly as it begun, but it will be most sensible to act as' if it were positive that it was going to be an epidemic, and take time by the forelock. A live .nan is is of more value than a million dead men. The past teaches that there is but one and only one sure avenue of escape from yellow fever?flight. Last year ninety-eight per cent, of all the white peo? ple who remained here were taken with the fever, seventy percent, died. In other words, only two of every hundred escaped, and the doctors and nurses, after the ex? penditure of fabulous sums of money, great skill and a sleepless vigilance, could only save eighteen out of every hundred. Surely we do not want these appalling figures repeated. There is no known specific for this terrible disease. The doctors cannot grapple with it with the assurance that characterizes them in the treatment of any other of our local fevers. They have not yet been able to And a medicine that will arrest the speedy killing poison which disintegrates the blood, and delivers its first blow at the very seat of life. The best of them stand appalled at its suddenness of attack, its overwhelming savage and relentless sub? jection of the will, as well as the phy? sique, to its purposes, and the wholesale destruction of life that follows upon its appearance. Two in ten is but a slim ciianee for life. The theory of sanitary statisticians is that the death rate in a whole year should not be more than eighteen in a thousand. These figures, and the facts we have laid before our readers, should be sufficient without another word from us to induce the re? moval at once of every one who has not had the fever. When quarantine is de? clared, as it may be, it will be too late. All who are here then will be forced to remain, whether they will or not. We repeat, then, our urgent entreaty that without waiting for further developments, every man, woman and child leave the city to-day, or at farthest by to-morrow night, who has not had the yellow fever. We advise this as a measure of precau? tion justified by the dearly bought ex? perience of the awful epidemic of 1S7S. The Flight From Memphis. McKenzie, Tenn., July 21. Train after traiu load of Memphians now almost hourly pass through here, leaving a crowd of anxious people at the plague-stricken city waiting at the depot there for the first chance to get away. Memphians say that so determined are the people to get out of that city that they clamor with one another as a mob, and those passengers with the most strength and determination are those who run over the multitude of more timid people and escape. People have crowded about the depot for rWenty-four hours before being ablx: to get on the train. Overcome with heat aud fatigue men, women and children sleep, closely huddled together, until aroused and told that the hour of their liberation is near at hand. A fresh train has been made up, and they pass out to the transfer station, which is also always crowded. Instead of waiting for trains to carry them hither, they go out by every con? ceivable conveyance, and by that means often take the places of those who have been forced to come out on the trains, only to find that they have been deprived of a possibility of their early escape to a more healthy climate. Restive and com? bative under these circumstances men grow desperate and fight like tigers. Revolvers arc drawn in the most savage determination, and bloodshed is only prevented by the interference of a strong guard. People."" so closely sandwiched in the trains thai the heat becomes in? tolerable, passengers get restive, and al? most any one who makes it known can be easily accommodated with a knock down. A general scramble for scats continues all along the various lines until the conductor gets rid of the jam by dropping them here, there and every? where. A Niagara Falls of Perspiration. ?Robert G. Pillow, a son of the late ex Confederate General Pillow, lives on an Arkansas plantation, acrqss the river from Memphis. A few days ago, ac? companied by Aleck, one of the colored men on the place, he was out hunting a wild hog that had been seen in the vicin? ity. Pillow had a gun and Aleck had armed himself with a pint bottle filled with whisky. The hog was found and shot, and just as Pillow went up to the writhing animal an immense "cotton mouth" snake, whose bite is as-fatal as that of a rattlesnake, fastened its faugs on the calf of his leg. Pillow is not easily frightened, lie took in the Situationen a moment, and instead of exhibiting alarm he turned to his companion and quietly remarked: "Aleck, 1 think I'll try a little of that whisky now," whisky being considered an infallible remedy. He poured every drop down his throat without stopping to venture any remarks as to its quality. Then shouldering his gun he rapidly walked to the house, a half-mile distant, where he drank the con? tents of three ordinary glass tumblers filled with whisky. "lie was soon in what he calls a "Niagara Falls of perspiration," which rapidly expelled the poison and saved his life. For a day or two after he says he was the sickest man in all Arkansas.?Memphis Avalanche. Corpulent people can be reduced from two to five pounds per week without star? vation, by using Allan's Anti-Fat, a purely vegetable and perfectly harmless remedy. It acts on the food in the stom? ach, neutralizing all saccharine and ol? eaginous matter. 2S3 Washington Street, Boston, Mass., May 21st, 1878?Botanic Medi? cine Co., Buffalo, r.?Gentlemen : Without special change of diet, two bot? tles of Allan's Anti-Fat reduced me four and one-half puunds. Yours Respectful? ly. M. A. BUSII. Hundreds of letters similar to the above have been received by the Botanic Medicine Co. Anti-Fat sold by druggists. ? The smallest motion is of impor? tance in nature. The whole substance of the sea moves when we throw in a pebble. So in the life of grace, the most trilling action has bearing in its conse? quences upou the whole. Everything Fat People. A THRILLING SUICIDE. An Unknown Man Pnts His Head Under the Wheels of n Moving Train, and it is Mashed to ft Jelly?A Sickening Spec? tacle. Yesterday morning at 11.55 o'clock the inward passenger train of the Western and Atlantic Railroad was nearing the city, and was coming, on time, at the rate of twenty-eight miles an hour. Mr. W. D. Thrash, the engineer, driving his good engine the "J. W. Lewis," had just entered the rock cut three and a half miles from the city, when he saw a scene which he says lie hopes he will never see repeated. A man standing near the bank of the cut about twenty yards in front of the flying engine, began walking toward the track, but seeing that he would not get there in time for his purpose, sudden? ly rushed forward, threw himself down, and in an instant had placed his neck on the rail, grasped it with both hands in a desperate clutch, turned his eyes toward the engine and then?the terrible weight rushed over him. Mr. Charles Brown, son of ex-Governor Brown, was looking at the whole scene with Air. Thrash, and they both describe it as being the work of a moment. Before the terrible speed of the engine could be checked, it had done the work the suicide desired, and the bloody corpse lay on one side of the track, a sickening sight. The train was backed and a commotion ensued among the passengers. Ladies and children cried and shrieked as they saw the terri? ble spectacle that lay, in all its forbid? ding horror, just under their eyes. The train came into the city, and Cap taiu D. G. Wylie sent a switch engine out after the body. It was brought in and placed on the depot platform of the Western and Atlantic Railroad. The news of the fearful suicide spread over the city, and hundreds of people, urged by that strange desire to see any? thing terrible, walked down and looked at '.he unfortunate. Evidently he had intended that the wheel should cut his head off. The pilot, however, was the in? strument of death. When it first struck him it moved his head around a little, and then instantly the low bar, which al? most touches the track, mashed over his head and crushed out bis brains. Both his arms were broken. A more certain or more horrible form of suicide cannot , ? be conceived. ! Dr. Drake, the Coroner, summoned a jury and held an inquest over the re? mains. Mr. Thrash and Mr. Brown tes? tified to the facts as above stated. The fireman, Mr. Bart Goodwin, did not see the man at all until after he was killed. A verdict of voluntary suicide was re? turned. The remains were placed in the hands of the county authorities, and will be buried by them to-day. Crushed and mangled as was *he head of the suicide, it was almost impossible to tell how the features looked before death. The man was dressed in a new blue flannel suit, a new hat, new shoes and even new socks. He weighed about 120 pounds, had brown hair and very thin chin-whiskers. There was a band kerchief in bis pocket with the inital "F" marked on it. In his pocket were no letters or documents except two stain? ed pieces of paper. On one of these were the words: "Take one of the powders marked with an X at night. Take three of the others daily?morn? ing, noon and evening." The other paper was marked: "Food, no coffee; no pork, no spice; no pepper; no alchohic wines; no hot drinks at night. Bath with a sponge in the morning. You can have beer at dinner." These papers would in? dicate that be was in bad health, and it is possible that physical suffering may have caused his suicide. It is supposed by some that the un? fortunate man was James V. Nethers, who used to tend a bar at Union, S. C. Day before yesterday he w.? in the city, and called" at the store of Mr. Paul Jones, on Alabama street, and asked for Mr. Warner Jones, whom he knew in Carolina. He left bis card and said he would return, but did not do so. Mr. S. P. Jones saw Nethers, and says he had on an old suit of clothes. Mr. Warner Jones saw the corpse and 6aid it resem? bled Nethers some, but not enough for him to say positively that it was he. Mr. A. T. Shepherd says he met a man late the afternoon before the suicide, who asked him the way to the Cherokee road. Mr. Shepherd told him that Marietta was the nearest point to which the road came, and directed the man to Marietta. He asked him how he was going, and the stranger replied that be was going to walk. Mr. Shepherd saw ;he corpse and says it looks something like the man he talked to. But after all, these are mere guesses. There have been few cases so completely wrapped in mystery, and per? haps no one will ever know w ho was the poor fellow who rushed to his death, and perhaps clasped the cold iron as the only friend he had in a world which he had determined to leave. We cannot tell but that the secret of his identity and the sor? row of his life perished together in that awful suicide. Later.?Late yesterday afternoon the remains of the unfortunate man were buried. Last nightsome light was thrown on the identity of the suicide. About 11 o'clock the reporter learned that Mr. H. Franklin, the well known stove mer? chant, feared that the unfortunate was his nephew. A gentleman who saw the corpse described every article of its ad? dress, and Mr. Franklin said it must be his nephew. He and the other relatives are in great distress. Young Franklin left his home about half-past 9 o'clock yesterday and has not since been seen. He had beeu unwell lately, which fact accords with the directions of diet found on his body. The corpse had a handker? chief with the initial "F" on it. Even the shoes were described such as young Franklin wore. All the circumstances point plainly to the conclusion that hg was the suicide. Max Franklin was a man of about 25 and small of stature. He was connected with several business houses from time to time, but for some weeks past bad been out of business. The remains will probably be disinterred to-day for identification.?Atlanta Con' stitution July 19. Fixest Made.?The Superior quality of the materials used, and the perfectiou of their manufacture, renders Dr. Price's Flavoring Extracts the finest made. They impart such a delicious taste to pastry, etc., and are so wholesome and economical that we cannot but recommend them. ? Stern but True?"Young man," said a stern old professor to a student who had been charged with kissing one of his daughters, "young man, don t get into that habit. You'll find that kissing is like eating soup with a fork." "How so, sir?" asked the student. "Because," answered the stern old professor, "you can't get euough of it."?Exchange. Attracting Much Attention.? Dr. Price's Unique Perfumes are attract? ing much attention. His Floral Riches is indeed a toilet luxury. Iu the sick room, a disinfectant gratefully refreshing to the invalid. For the handkerchief, a persistent, delightful perfume. Dentists, clergymen, orators and professional men will be pleased with it. Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep. Who wrote that child's prayer? His work has done more for humanity than all the creeds of councils, or all the sys? tems of divinity put together. I fancy some gifted and loving mother composed it for her own darlings, not dreaming that for centuries it would be taught by innumerable mothers to millions of chil? dren ; that indeed it would be transmit? ted from generation to generation, through all revolutions, all political and social changes to the end of time. How many men and women brave, brave boys and gentle girls to-day date their first impressions, the first awakening of con? science, the first thought of God the Gra? cious Guardian of His children on earth, to that precious prayer? How many aged men and matrons, sitting serenely in the golden glow of life's cloud.ess evening, trace with gratitude to God, the promise and the potency of their charac? ters and destinies to the twilight wor? ship of the bed side when kneeling at their mother's knee they said that pray? er? Happy child whose mother solemnly and tenderly teaches her little ones the simple, the immortal words I In the very impressive and touching address of Judge Thomas Thomson, to five young men convicted of murder, he remarked that he pitied them ; and had thought perhaps notenderraothershield ed their infant innocence, andtaugh them kneeling at her knee that prayer: 'Now I lay me down to sleep.' I know not, said the Judge, who wrote that prayer but I would rather be the author of it than the finest poem in the world, for it has shaped the destiny of millions of the human race. Courts and codes of law may pass away but that prayer will en? dure to the end of time to bless man? kind. Then listening to Judge Thomson's words, I was reminded of a touchingly beautiful incident in the last hours of tho useful life of that noble and just man, Judge D. L. Wardlaw, of Abbeville, S. C. The grand old Judge lay on his death? bed. The family did not suppose that his end was so near. In perfect peace he bade them good night, saying that he would sleep well. He seemed to sleep sweetly and only a little grand daughter sat in his chamber. The silence of tho night in the old patriarch's room was Boftly broken by his voice, repeating the prayer of his infancy. As a little child, the learned and able jurist and statesman, with his hands folded on his breast said, "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep; if I should, die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take." The prayer concluded, he fell asleep and died before he woke, and the Lord took his soul! "And Jesus called a lit? tle child unto him and set him in the midst of them and said, Verily I say un? to you, except ye be converted and be? come as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven."?Ex. McGowan and Butledgc. Not to derogate from the H^n. J. B. Campbell, who is our persona, friend, and who will doubtless receive the fu? sionist nomination for Governor in the next campaign, and whom we should support regardless of party allegiance under any other circumstances than that while in his official position of Sf ate sen? ator he was also the attorney of exclu? sive rights against the interest of the people, we should like to see the names which head this article nominated and supported for the position of Governor and Lieutenant-Governor of South Car? olina, respectively. Of Gen. Samuel McGowan, of Abbeville, who is of the people, from the people, and has ever been their inexorable friend, it is need? less to speak. Every man knows him, and his name is a synonym of all that is gallant, pure and admirable. His record is without blemish upon the roll of Caro? lina's veterans in war, as foremost in the art of peace, and most of all he is above suspicion. To Gen. Rutledge our enco? miums can add nothing to his well meri? ted popularity, to his native courage or to his well recognized devotion to the cause of the people. Bearing an illus? trious name, and one dear to the heart of every Carolinian, his has been the posi? tion of a great Commoner upon all ques? tions affecting popular rights. Bold, self reliant, prompt, courteous, modest and eminently virtuous and meritorious, he could?onfy add lustre to our administra? tion which would be truly responsive to the behest of the people. His position on the phosphate question alone, contra? ry to every selfish inducement, to every seduction of powerful moneyed influence and to every incentive of social affinity to array him with the people's masters, is enough to insure his pledged fealty in fu? ture to the cause of the people. Of hypocrisy.and seeming Christian statesmanship mounted in the base metal which counterfeits gold we are superflu? ous in supply. Of the veneer of plausi are in glut of quantity. Of dexterity of manoeuvre for political promotion, we are full to loathing. Having exhausted all efforts at purification in the political stream, let us in these waters of Marah cast from the branches of the tree at its source such as will make the outlet sweet. Gen. Samuel McGowan, of Abbeville, and Gen. Benj. H. Rutledge, of Charles? ton. There is a magic in their names. Peculiar Case of Trance.?The case of a girl lying in trance at the Lou don Hospital is exciting the greatest sen? sation among medical men. Every med? ical authority in England has been called in to decide upon the case of the strange phenomenon. Tbc patient lies still and motionless upon the bed. Her eyes are closed, but when the lids are raised be? neath the doctor's fingers, the gaze is bright and intelligent, as though the mind were perfectly conscious of all that is passing around her, while the pulse beats strong and regular as that of a per? son in full health. The girl has been ly? ing in this state of trance for more than , three weeks without food. The account of her seizure is singular enough. She had already been a patient for a few days at the hospital, when the nurse was called in the middle of the night to her bedside by the most terrible shrieks and moanings. Tho girl was found writhing in agony, exclaiming that death was coming on, and that she had but a few moments J.o live. Before tho nurse could summon the doctor the patient had stretched herself out stiff aud senseless, and has never recovered motion or consciousness since that moment.?Tendon News. ? In a legal investigation of a liquor seizure the judge asked an unwilling wit? ness : "What was in the barrel that you had?" The reply was: "Well, your honor, it was marked 'whisky' on one end of the barrel and 'Pat Duffey' on tbe other end, so that I can't say whether it was whisky or Pat Duffey was in the barrel, being as I am on my oath." 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