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T>V f? Tt lUTTTTR AV Xr. CO. ANDEESON, S. C, THUKSDAY MOKNING, MAY 29, 1884. VOLUME XIX?NO. 46. . BOYS AHB GIRLS IN THE WAE. A CHILD'S REMINISCENCES OF SCENES IN RICHMOND. . f MupJjqMi?Muntf of,Iyhchburg% jfat in Char ? OC/v^?--- lestott WeeJdy.Ncwt. I wonder if the grown folk or childrea will care to hear a child's impression of "the war/' for I am going to commence when I was a wee bairn, just going ouVfo" school and learning to read with a very, childish lisp. We lived in Richmond, Virginia, aftemartiyuhe^capital of: the "Southern Co^?ir^eMi fc?d I would frequently 'hear 'the older members of the family, seated around the table, ex? claim, "By all means let us light under >%Fh?g-j -South Carolina may nt is clearly'poor policy."- I ? irit ".Peter ParlayteObild?81 , rv^about1 the war between the In 9 acioar first settlers'' 'and my. hair ] y BSftbfSr erid?' 'when I thought b'f | ,3b*ji!k?fce^tyrDgJhe,i^ in bags ana knocking their brains oat against a tree. So folly was I persuaded that we would be thus treated, that in the midst of the most earnest discussions going on in the parlor, or dinping-room, among politicians, I would cry oat, "Cut the treeth down I cut the treeth down ! all over Richmond." Just across the street from as was the beautiful home of the Van Lews?Unionists to the last? and though they felt differently from us on the slavery question, and'the elders of1 our v house a rgued hotly with them, yet often has my childish heart been relieved of its torture by stealing over into the lovely moon-l it garden, and having "Miss Bett," (who after the .war was appointed postmistress of Bichmona;) to allay my fears with her kind portraiture of the Yankee heart.. Here,' at least, Was a < ? haven for. us should that dread day arrive when our beloved city would fall into the hands of the enemy. Bat one 'spring day in April, 1861, all -~ Ricbmond was astir; Schools were brok? en up, and knots of excited men gather? ed at every street corner. Sumpter bad beep'^W.apcn7and Lincoln had order? ed the men of Virginia to rush upon 'p their bruihreu'Trftbe-South-and' put the rebellion down. Now "the die was cast," oar lot wa^wich.- tBeifs,'' and come weaf" or woe, wejwouId fight for independence:. How merrily the son-beam* danced "that day! how proud we childrea were of the great preparation for the illumination night I? how few recked of the great -unaerthrob ?f misery, grief and waut! Every patriotic citizen had his house ablaze with a thousand lights, and the dark ones were marked. I remembei distinctly my father taking us to see the Exchange Hotel and Ballard House with the glass balcony, stretching over the street and connecting the two houses, all 51itter^g^g(Lreflecting the crystal lights, 'o us it was a jgr?mf spectacltv and pur hearts'swelled with pride to think we could' say to our tyrants': ' "Thus far shalt thou come, and no further." The excitement permeated the schools, and those of our number who lived in the dark houses, or the non-illuminators, were dubbed-"Yaukees," "Abolitionists" and "Brack fiepnblicanSi" and virtually ostracised'. Saturdays we would spend in ^thejecj&rj^rnorns.of.the es we attended, where our mothers and groworup -sisters .were busy- ply ing the needJj, and^ujfo?HO?t clotbea for the soldier boys, 'and Indulging in such talk about the vile usurpers as would fire our young hearts with indignation. Snatches of song improvised for the emergency? "Maryland, my m Maryland," "John Brown's Body," "There's life in the Old L&ifi^&c., grew as &ffiliarTasr'3 want fo^e an Angel." ' In fact, we T?ad* a parody which ran thus: . I want to be a soldier, And with the ?Didier? stand, - A lrnapsack on my shoulder, A musket In my hand; And there beside Jeff Davis, So glorious and so brave, " "/{j^'wlUJ? the ettwed Yankee - ' - And drive him to his grave. BOYS FIGHTING MDIIC BATTLES. i. But what were our boys doing while the girls were sewing up sand-bags to fortify Dewry'a Bluff? It seemed the "Demon ofyDestruction" was possessing the whole land. The boys were keeping their patriotism warm by playing " Yank" and "Reb" in Mock battles, and so sore? ly did these jourg archers wound each other that steps had to be taken by the city authorities toward the suppression of | these hostilities. I remember being on Church Hill on one occasion, when the rowdies from Bocketts, calling themselves Yankees, came upoa our boys who were unarmed. Immediately our party of little giris- few j to. a coal-house near; which happened to be open (or replen? ishing,'and filling our little aprons with the dusky diamonds ran into the midst of a hot battle, screaming with all the enthusiasm of our young natures, "Kill thppi11 kill them I" We bound up beads ! &c(of^ed J)pckeU ^with "ammunition" till our nurses, noticing.our escapade, came to carry us to our mammas to be punished for Boiling our dresses. Our bravery increased with our suc? cesses. No news came but of victory, till .one"Sabbath morning, we-were all 8eaied^revirently abd-calmly ab church, .JBfJi^iLajrfiessejjgsr..arri^ed almost breath? less upon the scene and handed the minister,a. notice. He arose and., read aloud to the congregation that the-Paw nes was coming up the river. Themen were ordered to Bocketts at once, and the women requested to make and send car? tridges to them as speedily as possible. What a scene our parlor presented just a short-while afterwards! The men had flftgpDe' ony-leaving only women and children at defenceless homes, but no atera warrior ever stood at his post of j duty with truer heroism than these brave "Women of the South." We had living with us a lovely old Virginia matron, Mrs. Eliza Carrington, whose head, "all silvered o'er," bad passed ^hrough the trying times of 1812. She quietly remarked to the busy crowd seated round the parlor, that there whs .no cause for fear, the British had tried . that trick before and could not get over ..the bars. Yet her dear old bands kept -busy fashioning what seemed to us curi i ous parlor ornaments?cartridges?so her skill in this line had come into requisi? tion the second time. After all her words firoved true; the Yankees gave up that ittle game and we were left in peace as far as Bichmond was concerned. Then our courage grew stronger and stronger, no matter if we did give up our old established way of living, and curious dishes and vestments did take the place of costly viands and rich apparel. Bye coffee was good enough for us at home, when our poor soldiers way off on the battlefield had no better, and after a little while it would all be over?"Stonewall Jackson was in the field 1" Then home? spun dresses became a perfect rage, and bonnets trimmed with chicken feathers, dyed every conceivable hue. We would thow the Yankees we could do without their miserable old trades-people who made all their money out of the Southern folk, with, their-wooden nutmegs, paper soled shoes, &c, and forsooth we wore no ? more paper aoles but good, honest "wood? en bottoms" that let folks know when we were coming. THE DEATH OF STONEWALL JACKSON. One day I was out on the pavement playing when bur old Union friend, Miss vanLew, calling out. "Sallie, does your mother knoWStonewall Jackson is dead ?" Never, will I forgot tbe Cassandra-like dirge that rang through my childish ,hearj;..; ^No^J^ckson* no .victory/'.: I thought, and -with' streaming eyes ran home and gaining mother's lap cried out, "tbe Confederacy ith lotht! the Confed? eracy ith lotht I" Never for one mo* . meni afterwards did I hope; for success. ; Its seemed that God would not .take such a<:noly consecrated life from a good pause; that we must have made some mistake. It was just about this time that a col? ored man belonging to my blind uncle made his escape to the Union army. He wrote back to his old master saying that he had left from no ill-will toward him, and should time prove the success pf the cause he had espoused and .Fortune's ?frown be on his master he would consider it a privilege and-honor to assist him by any means in his power. He thus feel? ingly closed bis letter written with his own hand: "Yon have taught me to respect tbe. sentiment uttered by Patrick Henry, '.Give me liberty, or give me death,' and ./.liberty be dear to tbe white man,' why not to the colored? I am fighting for the freedom of my race, not from, hatred to tbe whites." Young as I was, this touched a vein of sympa? thy, and I wondered if we were not real? ly "in the dark." After the war, my uncle had occasion to visit Washington, and he was touched at his old servant, who held some government office in that place, begging an absence of several days to lead his old master around. Bat to tecur to those old days. Our fathers thought'the Yankees had another motive :than the freeing of the slaves ? the long pent-up hatred toward the Southern people who held themselves so aloof from them. "Human, nature - is only human nature; we often, plead a good cause the more zealously when along with it we can promote our own Welfare or gratify our passions." After Jackson's death the raids around Richmond became more frequent. Often did our gentlest girls wend their way to .school all. bedecked. jv_itjb^ the parapher? nalia of war. Then prisoners and hospi? tals-were crowded. Our private houses we^opened for the Bick and suffering, andrnght here it might well be said that no class of our people responded more readily to the calls of charity constantly being made upon them than our colored people. Bagged, worn, barefoot, hapless soldiers would weep over us children' as we banded them the little our store? rooms contained, because "Sissy looked so like _tho little girl they had left at home, and Would never see again." And these men were our bes:, the flower and chivalry of our land. God bless them 1 they died for what they deemed right? the protection of home and, loved ones? and., be the cause blameworthy or not, there can be few hearts so base as not to honor the heroes of the "Lost Cause." From garret to cellar of our once bright home there came the moans of tbe Bick, wounded and dying. One young man, ju it eighteen, a brother of Governor Brown, of Georgia, had run away from college and joined the army. Instead of carrying home the wreath of his hard earned victory as his diadem, in a few short weeks death claimed him as his own, and'he was taken from us to his far away, sunny home wi :h the .wreath of that "GreatVictor" on his brow. How many such pure, young lives were given on the altar of their country, which might have been spared had not hot? headed politicians "carried the war into I Africa." X\ ^" LIFE IN *TBE? COUNTRY. It was at this time, tbe fall of '63, our father wisely moved us to his country place, where he hoped we would not be disturbed by "war's rude alarms," but mother's high spirit could not stand the inaction. She organized a Soldiers' Aid Society, and as there was a chapel on the edge of our place, it was decided to hold prayer meetings there every Friday afternoon, and the business of the Aid Society immediately afterwards. We bad j only one preacher in the neighborhood, old "Parson Roach," a Baptist brother, and he was called on to conduct the ser i vices. We bound ourselves, women and children, to go without meat every Fri? day, and- send that much more to the soldiers. - . ' ' ' By this time homespun clothes and squirrel skin sboeu, feather flowers, Con? federate candles, sorghum molasses, rye coffee, &c, were no longer a rage, but had become a necessity. Our old colored mammy in her various manipulations for the comfort and support of the family .actually brought once to the table an urn of coffee raacle from parched black eyed peas. The patriotism of a Bayard or a Washington could not long have held out under that infliction. The sight of a man about those parts would scare us all but to death, as we held no man had any busincs at borne, and whenever we saw one we concluded at once he must either be a deserter or a Yankee. My oldest brother was off at our uncle's, in the same county, pretend? ing'to study with his cousins; but be tells "wonderful stories about their sitting till .the wee sma' hours of the night over a pine torch making plans about "going to help fight." -At last, doubtless to their boyish delight, th6 "High Bridge" in Prince Edward County was threatened and tbe force to protect it was inade? quate. If that were seized, all commu? nication between Richmond and that part of the country would be destroyed; So our band of t-.velye-year-old school? boys shouldered uL;ir guna and "marched off to tbe war." To escape detection at home they walked to the second station on the railroad, intending to "board the train" there: but an old neighbor hap? pened to meet them on the road, and seeing their warlike appearance, apprised my uncle of their exit. This uncle was the gentlest, most loving old man in the world, but with the keenest sense of the humorous. Calling up his oldest son, who chanced to be home "on furlough," he told him to get on the train as it went down that morning, and when the boys started to get on at tbe second station to have them put off and brought home. His orders were carried out to the letter, and when the culprits came into his presence he accosted them with these words: "Boys, you all have been very bad; you ran away from home without telling any one, and I am obliged to punish you, for fear you may try to run off again ; to-morrow morning you must all come in the garden for me to whip you." A DOMESTIC "COURT MARTIAL." The wardrobes of our urchins were very limited in those days, but by dint of scouring old chests and trunks they managed to wad themselves very com? fortably, especially when they had de? pleted the school-room of all copy-books, and folded them securely under their jackets. Will, tbe youngest of the crowd, seeing the laudable endeavors of tbe older boys to protect themselve?, essayed the same task, but. so complete had been the search of the ransacking party that the only success that crowned his efforts was a pair of linen pants and several jackets. Accountred thus, he sallied forth, confident that he could so manoeuvre as to keep the stripes confined to his upper region. The boys were taken according to their ages, and screamed in a most professional style. Will's time came last, and he scorned to cry, as long as his machinations were successful, but an illtimed stroke fell when he was least prepared, and his movements thereafter were said to resem? ble those of a supple-jack, which he imitated to such an extent as to compel bis pursuer to take in the whole compass of the garden, amidst the screams of the exasperated family, who saw their whole dependence for vegetables thus ruthlessly trodden down. For years afterwards my brother won his Winter boots from the old gentleman by "taking off" this scene. During this fall I had been at school at my uncle's in Lynchburg, Va., and as he "affected none of the innovations," I knew little <r what was going on in the country in the way of sorghum, &c. On going home at Christmas I found them all completely "submerged" in sorghum ; it seemed to absorb the whole family and to give occupation to num? berless darkies. Girltt from the cities would trade their ornaments for what was really onr currency then, and sorghum cakes were a "dainty dish to set before a king." I had found in Lynch burg, for my little sister's Christmas gift, what was very rare in those days, a fancy bottle filled with cologne. Seeing sorghum at so high a premium, and en? joying its novelty myself, I emptied the bottle of its contents and refilled it with Borghum. On Christmas morning I ran in mother's room to see Kate's delight at my gift. That little lady was about five years of age, and in that short time had wearied of all that smacked of "war-time doings," so when she spied her pretty bottle, and found it filled with sorghum, she straightened herself up, and without a word or look toward any of us, marched into the yard and possessing herself of two large rocks, placed the coveted bot? tle on one and forthwith crushed it to atoms .with the other, while the bystand? ers were convulsed with laughter at the donor's chagrin. A PHILOSOPHER IN AN APRON. Mother used to keep an upper cham? ber in our country homo as the "proph? et's room," and as we lived not far from Hampen Sidney we would frequently have visits from a grave theological pro? fessor on his way to his preaching place. This gentleman was from South Caroli? na, and had all the fire and enthusiasm of a boy. One night we were all gath eted round a roaring log fire in our drawing-room, arid "Dr. Peck" was apostrophizing in glowing language the beautiful spirit of our Southern matrons in meeting the exigencies of the times so bravely. About this hour every evening it bad been our custom to gather in one room, and while one read aloud the others would busy themselves picking cotton from the seed, or as we called it "seeding cotton." Having been reared in a city all these domestic pastimes had the fiharm of novelty, but on this night we expected to indulge in a little holi? day, out of respect to our guest. His eulogy was so inspiriting, however, and my mother's sense of humor so strong, that with a very grave face she informed Dr. Peck that we were in the habit of spending so much time every evening for the good of our country, and we expect? ed whatever guest we had to join us with a good-will. What was our surprise, a few. minutes later, to see a large apron spread over that dignified gentleman's lap, and the snowy flakes flowing thick and fast from his fingers, while he dis? coursed of things grave and' gay, and made the evening pass all too soon. PREPARING FOR THE RAIDERS. "Miss Bettie, law! Miss Bettie; the Yankees am jes a pa-raiding all round and will soon be here." Thus spoke "Aunt Ann," our colored mammy, as with a bold, defiant air she strode round picking up the silver and such articles as she thought would tempt the cupidity of our foes. "Jes gin 'em up to me chile. Ed's done tuk up a plank in my house, and we're gwine to bury your things in a hole and nail the plank down agin. I jes dares one of urn to come in my house." My sole possession was a silver knife and fork, the gift of my godfather, and the excitement of hiding it myself was more than I could forego, so I mustered my little force of brother, sister and small darkies, and spent one of the most exciting afternoons of my life hiding things from the Yankees?things which, if discovered, would have provoked a smile from the sternest warrior. In a small atic room "Aunt Ann" had secret? ed mother's pickles and preserves. A young cousin who was staying with us proposed that we might just as well get the benefit of these goodies as the Yan? kees. So each day we would go up and regale ourselves, enjoying them all the more for their being stolen, but never for one instant suspecting the tbelt would be discovered?for we would leave this Bin to the Yankee's account. However, the Yankees determined not to come that way and we were left to the sad reflec? tion, "be sure your sin will find you out." In our baste and fear of being discovered we bad made use of the readiest instru? ments for feeding, viz: our digits, and being told to see to the jars being re? stored to their proper places, we both/eft to crying. How the trouble ended the reader may be left to conjecture. THE SAD SPRING OF 'SIXTY-FIVE. During the early spring of '65 a new phase of life presented itself. Ever and anon there would come to our house squads of soldiers begging bread. Father would give as long as it lasted, but the look on his face was no longer proud and brave, but sad and thoughtful, and at times we could hear these men say, "Yes, we can't stand it much longer." Neighbors would gather and shake their heads ominously. All, all had a grave in their hearts, but they hid "the vital's gnawing fox" under their cloaks, until one day in April the news came that "Lee had surrendered." Then it was brave spirits quailed; a pall seemed thrown over our whole country ; even we children stepped more softly when we saw the agony on the faces of those so dear to us. We were only seventeen miles from the scene of the surrender, and for days the distant rumbling of the cannon had boen sounding in our ears; but we dreamed not of the end so soon. So soon! Four weary, toilsome years, rag? ged, foot-sore and bleeding at every pore, I yet strong to suffer and endure, 'till the great heart of Eobert Lee could stand I the sight no longer. The 9th of April, 1865, is a day never to be forgotten in the I history of our country. I suppose all over the South the chil I dren were slave-holders by the time they could talk. Our parents bad an idea that the sense of proprietorship would form a tie between us, and as we grew up togeth? er these ties would be strengthened by mutual dependence. So when father announced to his family his intention to ' have the servants assemble in the large kitchen, and there teil them of their lib? erty and his inability to keep them all under his changed circumstances, our hearts almost broke. It was hard enough for the field laborers to go, but to give up our maids and house servants was more than we could think of. It is difficult for people accustomed to hire? lings to realize the affection in which we held this class of friends. Why, they know all the ''inner workings" of "their family," and our old mammies would feel all a Virginian's pride in telling your genealogy in all its ramifications. Many a skeleton has been closeted in their faithful breasts, and in our deepest sorrows no distauce could separate them from the "children," as they always per? sisted in calling even tbe hoary heads they had watched over in infancy. Well, the hour arrived, and the heads of the colored families were seen coming up from the "quarters," leading the children by the hand. After they had all assembled, father went in and told them of their liberation. "You all know," he said, "that I have done what I could for you all through your lives. These last years have taken much from me, and I cannot afford to keep you all, nor do I expect all of you will wish to stay, but I cannot drive any of ray old servants from their home, and i those who care to stay with us will meet j with the same treatment they have ever received at our hands." SERVANTS LOATH TO LEAVE THEIR OLD MASTER. Within "tho house" there was the j keenest anxiety about certain servants to j whom we were especially attached. | When father came in, saying, "Edwin, in the name of his family, desired to cast in his lot with ours," there was universal rejoicing, for of all our attaches we loved them best. There were hot tears shed that day, not in sorrow, but gratitude, for surely, to a God fearing master, this proof of changeless affection, at a time when low, debased "carpet-baggers" were filling our land and firing the darkey heart against their old masters, was more than words could tell. So all of our best servants staid with us. Those who left we were better without. "Uncle George Jones" came in to make excuses to "Mars Jeeras" for his leaving, saying bis wife bad been such an invalid for years, and so much expense that she really would give more trouble than help, so he was going to Bichmond to seek employment and let "Jane" rest; but we soon after heard "Mrs. George Wash? ington Jones" was cooking at a hotel in Farmville for seventy boarders. Who will venture to assert that freedom is not the best medicine in the world?taken moderately ? Uncle Amnion said, if "Mars Jeems" j would jes len him a mule, and let him So to tbe Surrender, and pick up some of i em leffinga of the Yankees, be would come back and work. So he bestrode a mule, and was gone two days. When he returned we ran out to inquire into his luck, and found no change in his outward grandeur but a pair of enormous brass spurs, seeing which my brother called out, "Hello, Uncle Ammon, what are you going to do with those spurs ?" Seating himself sideways on tbe mule, Uncle A.'s face assumed a most impor? tant expression, as he replied: "You see, Mars Lonza, de Yankees is gwine to give us forty acres of lan en a mule; some of dem niggers down dar spent all , der time picking up trash, but you see, sir, my head want in no wise turned. I jes got me all dis harness you see hear behind, an dese hear spiu 3 for Sunday, and come long home? 1! ;n when I git my lan, an mule, I'll be jes roady to 'sot up." The other day I saw Uncle Ammon, old and gray, carrying up coal into a house on Main street in Lynchburg. He had no appearance of having "ridden on the high places of the earth." Thus closeth tbe "Book of the War;" but the year3 that come after are more replete with tragedy, with heart-stirring sorrows, with "hope deferred that maketh the heart sick," with battles fought by women, with hardship, misfortune and distress, than ever stirred tbe pages of any "History of the War." Sad End of an Elopement. A dispatch from tbe Greenbrier White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia, says: An attempted elopement Friday night in the southern part of Greenbrier Coun? ty resulted in the death, by drowning, of the fleeing lover and the avenging father and tbe narrow escape of the young lady. The lady's family are among the most prominent people in Greenbrier County, and the tragic occurrence has produced intense excitement. On Thursday even? ing Ellen Farrier, the daughter of James H. Farrier, eloped with John Biggs, who had for some time been paying attention to Miss Farrier, despite the strong oppo? sition and threats of her father and brother. They fled towards Greenbrier Biver in a buggy, intending to cross the stream and be married at the house of a minister some distance beyond, with whom they had an understanding. The father was absent from home when tbe couple left, but on his return he pro? cured a buggy and, accompanied by his son, started in hot pursuit. Biggs and his intended bride, unconscious of the chase, arrived at the river, and entering a skiff started across. Hardly had they left the bank, however, when the pursu? ers dashed down to the shore. Jumping into another boat the young lady's father and brother followed the lover, at the same time calling upon them to stop. When about half way across the river the fugitives were overhauled, and, drop? ping their oars, the father and bis son sprang into the boat. The former grap? pled with Biggs and his son took his sister into the other boat. A struggle ensued between the irate father and young Bigg3, in the course of which the skiff was overturned and the father arid lover were drowned. Miss Farrier and her brother reached the shore in safety. The news of the affair spread rapidly, and the next morning a searching party found the body of Biggs lodged in a pile of drift. Mr. Farrier's body has not yet been fouud. A .Miniature Locomotive. One of the finest exhibitions of tbe patient ingenuity of a skilled mechanic is a perfect reproduction of a locomotive made by Mr. Case, a watchmaker of Franklin, Penu. From the point of the cow-catcher to the end of the tank it is six and one-fourth inches long, and weighs two pounds. It is finished in gold, silver and steel, and to the most minute part is a perfect locomotive. Mr. Case has spent four years in building it. It makes its own bteara, pumps water into the boiler, has a throttle valve, bell, sand box and, in fact, lacks nothing found in a first-class locomotive. Many locomotive engineers have examined it, and they pronounce it perfect. Mr. Case will have a miniature track built and place it on exhibition at the Cotton Cen? tennial Exposition in New Orleans. ? The man who enslaves himself to his money is proclaimed in our very language to be u miser, or a miserable man, LAUGHING LULA ON THE STAGE. An Immense Andicnce at Hibernian Hull Delighted and Mystified by the Goorgla Phenomenon. Lula Hurst is the talk of the town. The story of her wonderful feats was the most absorbing topic of conversation all over the city yesterday, and the curiosity of the public was excited to the utmost. The physicians who were present at the private performance in the Medical Col? lege on Tuesday afternoon were met at every turn by those who wanted to know whether it was really true that the Geor? gia girl possessed the phenomenal power attributed to her. Ever so many men on Broad street, which, as every one knows, is a place especially devoted to abstruse speculations, attempted to account for the mysterious influence by which the Polk County prodigy performed her feats, but the explanations were even more difficult than the occult powers they were designed to illuminate. Such was the interest awakened in the i matter that Hibernian Hall was filled ! last night by one of the largest aud most skeptical audiences that has ever assem? bled in Charleston. Every seat was taken and the closest attention was paid to the performances on the stage, upon which there poured a perfect flood of light.. There was no chance for any de? ception as to how the thing was done, as the stage was open to the audience in front, and the rear and sides of the stage were occupied by a row of gentlemen, all of whom were citizens of Charleston, and were eager to catch at the slightest evidence of foul play. The phenomenon was very neatly dressed in a skirt of black velvet with an overdress of cream colored lace and looked as fresh as a daisy. Her father, Maj. Hurst, sat on one side of her and on the other she was supported by Prof. Atkinson, who, stepping to the front, be? gan the performance of the evening by announcing that tbe peculiar power possessed by Miss Hurst baffled descrip? tion, that no one knew what it was, and that she herself was utterly unaware of its origin. He referred to her father, Maj. Hurst, as being a man of high character and as having established his reputation for courage while marching with the boys in gray and fighting for tbeir cause. Prof. Atkinson then invited a number of gentlemen from the audience to take seais on the stage. Among those who accepted tbe invitation were Mr. Octavus Wilkie, teller of the People's National Bank, Mr. Alfred Taylor, of tbe firm of O. E. Johnson & Co., Capt. Alex. Mel chers, G. W. Dingle, Esq., Mr. Steedman Yeadon and perhaps a half dozen others. The first test was made with an umbrella, Mr. Magwood standing under tbe prachute with Miss Hurst and forming quite a taking tableaux. Miss Hurst held tbe umbrella in her hands and Mr. Magwood was there to catch it when it started off. But Mr. Magwood didn't do it, for before be bad time to collect his thoughts tbe umbrella went off at a tangent and was completely wrecked. Another umbrella was passed up from the audience, and was entrusted to the watchful care of Mr. Wilkie, but tbe fair phenomenon had hardly touched it before the umbrella went off with Mr. Wilkie making a vig? orous but unsuccessful effort to rescue it. Tbe next test was made with a billiard cue, which was held with a firm grasp by Mr. John Colcolougb, his instructions being to hold the cue steady. Miss Hurst touched the cue with only the tips of her fingers and in an incredibly short time Mr. Colcolougb was forced off the stage, dropping the cue and jumping down into the hall to save his neck. Several other gentlemen attempted to hold the eue, but with no better success. After a recess of several minutes the next test was made with a cane-bottomed chair, the object being for the person holding it to keep it steady and to resist the unknown force exerted by Miss Hurst, who used only muscular force enough to keep up with the procession and to keep her hand in contact with the. chair. Mr. Theodore Melchers failed to resist the "influence," and Mr. Alfred Taylor, after a most desperate and heroic struggle, which delighted the audience, gave it up, aud shaking his head gravely said, as he stepped toward the front of the stage: "No fraud about thai." Prof. Atkinson then recited in fine style a selection called, "Hear our Ruby play." The chair was then seized by Mr. Magwood and Capt. Alex. Melchers,two of tbe most muscular men in the entire audience. Miss Hurst, with one band resting on tbe top of tbe seat and one on the back of the chair, soon put them to utter rout. The audience expected a severe struggle and watched the test with much interest. At first Capt. Melchers began to tremble like a reed shaken by tbe wind, and then he looked across tbe chair appealingly to Mr. Magwood who was also uneasy, and in spite of nil they could do the chair obeyed the touch of Miss Hurst. Other experiments followed, but in each and all of tbem tbe unknown influ? ence was simply irresistible. Mr. Din? gle, who held the chair, was driven directly off the stage before he had lime to draw a long breath. A gentleman weighing 175 pounds sat down on a chair with one band touching the chair on each side, and the man, chair and all were raised up and forced over the front of the stage. A young man tried to keep tbe seat, but be was turned all about as if he had been a feather, and the chair, with Capt. Alex. Melchers, who weighs 200 pounds, seated on it, was raised from tbe floor. Then tbe chair was made to fly from tbe floor, and all the strongest efforts of Major E. Willis and two other gentlemen to force the chair to the floor were unavailing. It had been whispered around during the day that Col. Franz Melchers would probably go on the stage and expose if possible the mysterious force which Miss Hurst exercises. When Col. Melchers went on the stage last night be was applauded and it was expected that there would be a lively scene, but the "Force" made quick work with him, driving him to the wall with greater ease apparently than in the case of others. In reply to a question by a Reporter for the News and Courier as he was leaving tbe hall last night, Col. Melchers said: "It is only the A B C of spiritualism." Miss Hurst and her father and mother are all strong disbelievers in spiritualism. They vehemently assert that her power, whatever it is, is not spiritualistic. They maintain that it is a psychic force, and that it will do whatever the spiritualists can do, except "materialize." Major Hurst made a brief statement as to the peculiar power possessed by his daughter. He said that whatever it was it was calculated to get the better of any man's superstitions, that it was capable of imparting intelligence and tbat it was the next thing to the life prin? ciple itself. It was a force in nature that no one coulu comprehend. During the entire performance, and notwithstanding the vigorous exercise, Miss Hurst was in a splendid humor and seemed to have more fun than anybody else on the 'stage.?New3 and Courier. SHAMED TO COMMIT SUICIDE. A Victim of tho "Code." Louisville, Ky., May 15.?A great sensation was caused to-day by the Bui cide of Superior Judge Richard Beid at Mount Sterling, Ky. On April 16 Judge Reid was cowhided by John C. Corneil son, a prominent barrister, in his law office at Mount Sterling. Corneilson ac? cused the distinguished jurist of duplicity in an important lawsuit, and attacked him. Judge Reid made no resistance and failed afterward to call his assailant to account, although importuned to do so by his wife and many of bis friends. He wrote a long card at tbe time, in which he defended bis course by declaring that he considered it beneath judicial dignity and unbecoming a Christian to seek re? dress in a personal encounter. By many his course was approved, but others charged him with a lack of manly cour? age. His wife, who is a high-spirited woman as well as a most ambitious one, is said to have rebuked him bitterly. It is alleged that she threatened to shoot Coroeilson herself if her husband failed to do so. All these things weighed upon tbe spirit of the Judge, and to-day tbe affair ended in a pitiable tragedy. At 9 o'clock this morning he walked into the office of Judge Brock, at Mount Sterling, and said be was going up stairs to rest. At ten minutes past 11 o'clock Judge Brock found him on the floor, with his right arm extended along his side, and a pistol with one chamber dis > charged lying beside him. He was quite dead. The ball had penetrated the skull behind the right ear, and had found an exit on the opposite side. Nothing giv? ing a reason why he had taken his own life has been found. His wife is at home sick, and when she received the news her grief was most affecting. Judge Reid had been out on an elec? tioneering tour over tbe District, and re? turned only three days ago. His friends met him here, and after a consultation and the laying out of" work, he started out among those with whom he had been raised with bright hopes inspiring the thought that he would be the nominee of the party. This morning early be was mixing with his fellow-men, shaking hands, and urging them to come to the polls and give him their support. His mind was clear, and he used convincing reasons why they should give him their votes. When Colonel H. L. Stone, his law partner, entered the room where Judge Reid lay dead, he fell on his knees by the side of the corpse and wept bitterly. The Judge's aged mother, who has stood up under many sorrows, came to the room and broke down with grief. Busi? ness in Mount Starling is suspended, and men are congregating everywhere with this only topic before them. The tragic result of the unfortunate controversy between Corneilson and Judge Reid has completely dazed the public, and there are many expressions of condemnation of Corneilson, and his position is a thoroughly unenviable one. Judge Richard Reid was one of the most prominent lawyers and most popu? lar politicians in the Eastepn part of the State. He was elected to tbe Superior Court last year, and at the time of his death was making a race for the Court of Appeals to succeed Hargis. It is believed that Judge Reid stood up before tbe looking-glass, put the pis? tol behind his right ear and fired, falling at full length on his back. The ball had passed straight through bis brain and struck tbe wall of the room a short dis? tance from him. The following note, written on the back of a business card, was found on the bureau in Judge Brock's room: "Mad ! Mad! Forgive me, dear wife, and love to the boy." It was not signed; but it is tbe handwriting of Judge Reid. It is a singular fact that no one heard the report of tbe pistol. The weapon used by Judge Reid was one be kept at his house, but never carried, and appear? ed to have just been loaded. This is a tragic ending of the life of a man who has always been a believer in the Chris? tian religion and a mau of fine mind. The news of his death in such a tragic manner will be received with sorrow wherever he is known. His wife, aged mother, brother and si3ters are complete? ly prostrated. An Heroic Deed. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down bis life for his friends." This is what Chief Engineer Bain, of tbe steamer State of Florida, did. The only woman saved from the wreck of that vessel was Stewardess Jane MacFarland, of Glasgow, and she owed her life to the .self-sacrifice of the chief engineer. He was in one of the boats when he saw that this woman was left on the sinking steamer. He gave her bis place, returned to the Florida, and went down with her. Such a deed recalls that thrilling scene on the sinking Birken head many years ogo. There was only room in the boats for the women and children, and there were many British troops on board. At the command of their officers those brave men put all the women and the little ones in the boats; then drew np with parade steadiness on the deck, and as the vessel sank they fired a volley and went down with her, th^r ranks unbroken to the last. That was collective heroism, but it was no no? bler than the perfect self-devotion and manliness which the Scotch engineer displayed when he deliberately gave up bis own life that a helpless woman might be saved.?Neio York Tribune. Death of Cyrus II. McCormick. Chicago, May 13.?Cyrus H. McCor? mick, head of the great harvester manu? facturing company, and one of the rich? est men in Chicago, died this raorniug, aged 75. He had been au invalid for several years. Mr. McCormick was born in 1809 in RoGkbridge county, Ya. He was the son of Robert R. McCormick, a farmer, who invented the original reaper in 1816, but afterward abandoned it owiug to' imperfections. His son successfully com? pleted the invention in 1831, when 21 years old. For this iuventiou Mr. Mc? Cormick was elected by the French Insti? tute a member of the Academy of Sciences, and received the decoration of the Cross of the Legion of Honor. In politics he was a Democrat, and had been prominent in the party as a mem? ber of the National Committee. He founded and liberally endowed the Theo? logical Seminary of the Northwest, and also endowed professorships in the Wash? ington and Union Theological Colleges of Virginia. ? It is almost impossible to take fish with a net from Indian river, Florida, as the sharks attack the nets when filled with fish, and tear them to pieces. ? Mr. R. C. Strother, of West Uuiou, Ocouee County, since last August to tbe present time has paid out as much as $15,000 for crossties, or an average of $1,500 per month. This amount of mon? ey would purchase, at 25 cents per stick, 60,000 crossties, about the number bought by Mr. Strother. A Long Lost Hnsfonnd Found. Marietta, Ga., May 14.?Six years ago there lived in a cozy country home at Battle Creek, John Maginnis, who had but a year before won the heart and hand of Miss Emily Rogers. A little girl blessed the first year of their married life. The young couple were among the attendants at camp-meeting on Salem Camp Grounds in 1879. One night the revenue officers entered the tents and ar? rested six men, among whom was John Maginnis, and carried them off to At- j lanta on a charge of illicit distilling. The young wife was in the greatest grief at the loss of ber husband, aud tbe whole congregation >as deeply stirred by what in their eyes was a desecration of the sacred spot. Mr. John Hockenhall, since dead, who was one of the wealthiest citi? zens of Dawson County, procceilej short? ly after to Atlanta for the purpose of giving bail for the arrested men. On arrival there he was told that Maginnis bad effected'his escape under a dozen shots fired by his guards in the skirt of woods near Cumming, but that in the darkess of tbe night they found it impos? sible to find him. A week and a month passed and no word came of the missing man, and at last it was believed that he must have been wounded, and, escaping to some out of the way place, died. The young wife, however, clung to the belief that her husband would return, until at last there seemed no ground left for hope. A young man who had been a former lover pressed his suit, and at last Mrs. Maginnis agreed that if nothing was learned of her husband by May she would listen to him. May came and, more in sorrowful resignation than in joy, Mrs. Maginnis began making preparations for her nuptials. On Friday a bearded man made his appearance at her house and in him she found her long lost husband. His story was that he was afraid that the revenue officers would take him away, and going We3t be got into the cattle business in Montana. Neglect to write for a month made him ashamed to write later, and thus years past until the week before last, when, having counted his posessions at Helena, Montana, he foujid himself worth $20,000. He then deter? mined to come in person for bis wife and child, and yesterday the happy family took a Western and Atlantic train for their distant home. A Cyclone In Lancaster County. On last Wednesday evening a destruc? tive cyclone struck Mr. Henry Duncan's plantation in this County, doing consid? erable damage to bis outhouses and fences, uprooted large oaks in his yard, stripped many trees of every vestige of branches upon them, and literally destroyed his orchard. It had the appearance of being a large ball of smoke bouncing along at a rapid rate on the surface of tbe earth. When it reached the dweltiog it com? pletely enveloped it and hid it from view, and a neighbor chancing to see it, mis? took it for smoke and thought the hou3e was burning. In the Eastern sectiou of the County the wind and rain were accompanied by a most destructive shower ot bail, which literally ruined the vegetable gardens and field crops wherever it fell. A regular cyclone must have struck Mr. Calvin Massey's plantation in Chesterfield County, near 'he Lancaster line, blowing down many of the outhouses, and then swept down both sides of Lynche's River, annihilating everything in its pathway. A little negro was blown several hundred yards and not found till next day. What the wind failed to do in the way of destruction was fully accomplished by the mammoth hailstones. One hundred acres of fine young cotton on Mr. Mas? sey's place was severed from the earth as if with a knife, necessitating the replant? ing of every acre.. The plantations of Riebard McManus, Ervin Robertson, F. M. Lowry, Emanuel Faile, Samuel Belk, Jefferson Funderburk and others along and near the banks of Lynche's River, were subjected to similar treatment. Mr. Jefferson Funderburk's house was blown down, one of bis arms broken by the fall? ing timbers and his wife fatally injured by a stroke across the breast by a flying limb. The thriving little town of Taxahaw came in for its share of the damages. Mr. H. V. Massey, Wm. Cook and several of their neighbors lost considerably in tbe way of wrecked tenant houses and dam? aged crops. Mr. John R. Welsh, one of our largest and most successful planters, who lives in that section of the County, sustained heavy losses by both wind ana hail. He bad not many outhouses blown down but large bodies of Tine timber de? stroyed and many of his tenants will have to replant their entire crops. In fact, distressing accounts of the storm come to us from that whole section of the County. It will be a difficult matter for many of tbe farmers to procure cotton seed with which to replant their crops, as much trouble was experienced iu getting seed this spring anyway.?Lancaster Review, May 21. How to Tell a Good Cow, Many persons select cows from their knowledge of a single indication denoting quality, but it is claimed that the best sign for richness of milk is a deep orange color inside tbe ears. Such is said to be infallible, but there are accompanying points that assist the expert in making his selection from a number. After ex? amining the ears, feel the skin on the rump aud observe that it should be soft, velvety aud easily falls to its position when the hand is removed. The hair should be fine and silky, with a yellowish cast from underneath. The milk veins should be prominent, uniform, and the udder well balanced, extending full to the rear, and well forward in front to the main milk ducts that extend along the belly. Tbe bones should be fine, the eyes mild and expressive, the body show? ing a tendency to avoid accumilating fat, tbe teats even and at regular intervals, with the escutcheon well defined, dan? druff being easily rubbed therefrom, and the cow should give indications of being a good feeder. ? A terrible accident took place the other day at Auxonue, by which ono of the men connected with a menagerie, which is now being exhibited there, lost his life iu a cruel manner. The unfor? tunate man was showing the wild beasts to some friends, and in passing before a cage containing a lion and two lionesses he bad the imprudence to put oue of bis arms between the bars for the purpose of stroking the lion's mane. With a terrific bound the lionesses immediately sprang at tbe man's arm, in which they buried their claws, while the lion, by a single snap of his teeth, severed the arm clean from the shoulder. The unfortunate \ victim was taken away by auother atten > dant, who was obliged to beat tbe beasts l back into their cage with a three-pronged fork. The man died in hospital on Sun-. day morning in the most terrible pain.? London Telegraph, April 30. ? We have follies, troubles and evils j enough in our own lives without our giving attention to the shortcomings ot I others. Carp Culture. Editor of the Enquirer : For the bene? fit of those engaged in the cultivation of carp, I will give my experience with these fish. I have been engaged in the cultivation of fish for sixyears, beginning with the perch, when my attention was drawn to the carp. I procured twenty and placed them in a pond, in January, 1880. These young fish averaged about three inches in length. On the 9th of July following, I drained my pond, tak? ing from it the fish, which had grown to a length of from ten to sixteen inches. In March, 1883, they commenced s, ...vn ing, once a week for three weeks. Again in September I drained my pond and found about six hundred young fish from three to nine inches in length. These I placed in a pond of the dimen? sions of one acre. The fish are now from nine fo fourteen inches in length. The only trouble IJiave in raising these fish successfully, is that of keeping other species of fish out of my ponds, which is one of the most important essentials in the successful breeding cf carp, and every meaus should be provided, by screening, or otherwise, to prevent other varieties from entering into ponds. Carp will spawn at two years of age. In large ponds, where there is plenty of natural food, feeding will not be necessa? ry. It is claimed that; six hundred carp will stock one acre, and thrive without artificial feeding. If more than this number are in a one-acre pond they should be fed. A pond of smaller size than one-acre I consider worthless. A one-acre pond properly cared for will furnish one family of ordinary size with all the fish they will require for food, but to do this, of course the pond must con? tain more than they would consume. My fish commenced to spawn on the 20th of last month. The eggs hatched in eight days after they were deposited. I now have thousands of young fish. The young fish begin to take food in from four to five days alter they are batched. The necessity, therefore, of an abundance of acquatic plants, especially in the hatching ponds, will be apparent, since they serve the double purpose of supplying food for the fish, and a natur? al place of deposit for the eggs. Small ponds will not serve for growing carp, even if the fish are regularly fed artificially. Too many fish in the pond will keep the water constantly muddy, which will render the fish unfit for food, especially in the summer months. The carp is a large-growing fish, and requires plenty of water and food.?John* F. HiKSON, in Yorkville Enquirer, When Sugar Was Invented. The exact date of the invention of sugar is !o3t in the midst of fable. How? ever, sugar is said to have been known to the Chinese three thousand years ago, and there is not much doubt but that the manufacture of the article was carried on under the Tsin dynasty two hundred years before Christ. A strong claim for priority has been made for India. Prob? ably the Hindoos learned the art from the Chinese, and from China the knowl? edge was carried farther West. Three hundred and twenty-five* years before Christ, Alexander sent Nearchus with a large fleet down the Indus to explore the adjacent countries. When that officer rteurned from his expedition he brought to Greece an account of honey (sugar) which the Asiastics made from cane, without any assistance from bees. Tb is was the earliest idea the Western nations had of sugar, the Jews, Egyptians, Baba Ionians and Greeks knowing nothing of its use. As late as A. D. 150 sugar was prescribed by Galen, the famous physi? cian, as a medicine. Before the discov? ery of America sugar was a costly luxury, used only on rare occasions. During the wars of the Roses, about 1455, Margarot Paston, wife of a very wealthy country gentleman of Norfolk, wrote to her hus? band begging that he would "vouchsafe" to send her a pound of sugar. As late as 1700 all England consumed only twenty million pounds in the course of a year, but since the consrauption has greatly n creased, twenty million hundredweight now being used by the English people. The process of refining sugar was not known in England previous to 1659. That was probably an invention of the Arabs. A Venetian merchant learned the secret from the Saracens of Sicily, and sold the art for one hundred thou? sand crowns. A Love Tragedy in the Escurial. A singular tragedy was enacted recent? ly in the palace of the Escurial. While the visitors were being conducted through the cloisters, they were startled by three or four reports of a gun following one another in quick succession. Several of them ran in the direction from which the sounds came, and met in one of the passages a handsome and well-dressed girl, who exclaimed in piteous accents, "Help me for God's sake; my heart is cut in two." She was holding her hands to her breast, and blood was flowing in large quantities down her dress. A few lying in a pool of blood with a gunshot wound in his side. When he saw the crowd, and the girl among them, he just had the strength to exclaim, "Oh, look at me, thou star of my life! I wish to die with your eyes looking into mine." The two victims were taken into the hos? pital of the palace; they may both re? cover. It has been ascertained that the young man, a native of Madrid had for some time been in love with the girl, and, as she would not listen to his suit, he determined to kill her first and himself afterward, Hearing that she was going to visit the Escurial with oue of her friends, he thought the opportunity would be favorable for carrying out bis scheme of vengeance, and he followed her from Madrid to the palace without being observed, and called out to her while she was in one of the corridors, shooting her as soon as she turned round. A Chinese Superstition. As an illustration of the rcgardlessncss of the Chinese for the female offspring, a child of tender years was observed to fall from a sampan into the river on Sat? urday last, when no attempt whatever was made to effect its rescue. The infant, however, fortunately became entangled in the cordage of a broken spar, which, whilst drifting down the river, was picked up by the crew of another boat, and the child restored to her parents, who, as is customary, administered a souud Hogging to the semi-drowned infant. The theory held by the natives is, that by preserving a fellow-creature from a watery grave the rescuer is answer? able in the next world for all the sins I afterwards committed by the person res I cued ; which literally means that a wise dispensation of Providence has been frustrated.? Hong Kong [China) Mail. ? "I don't see why you are so partic? ular about your hair," said a churlish husband. ' I don't suppose Eve cvir wore bangs." "I don't suppose she did," replied the wife, with a quiet smile, "but then there was nobody in the world but her husband to admire her," paces further found