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BY E. B MURRAY & CO ~ " ANDERSON, S. C THURSDAY MORNING, JANUARY 21, 1886._VOLUME XXL?NO. 28. OUR HEW YORK LETTER, [From our Regular Correspondent.] New York, Jan. 15, 1886. While the joybells were ringing ush? ering in the New Year?while the shouts of glad children were awakening every household in the city, as they surveyed the rich treasures that Santa Claus had left them, a poor woman in her garret, in .one of the poorest streets was slowly dying of starvation. She knelt down by her bedside on New Year's Eve, so goes the story, to say a parting prayer as the old year went out, but the grey light o;* the 1st of January, 1886, as it broke through that attic, found her still kneel? ing there, but dead ; no sign of food or money, scant furniture, and a tattered dress were all that remained of her life story yet she had been a wife and a mother. Little ones had prattled about her knees and nestled in her breast*, and she had fought the battle of life as brave? ly as she could; but home, husband, children and friends bad drifted away from her, one by one, till at last she found herself alone, and she too passes into the great b?yond. Did He who watcheth the sparrows fall hear the last prayer that she uttered and in mercy call her away ? If so she had a Happy New Year; happier far than the millions she leaves behind her. And now comes the questionvis there actually any need of anybody suffering for food in this great city ? - On Christ.mas morning a poor widow sat with her two little ones unable to pay her rent, unable to get any Christmas dinner. Santa Claus had passed that poor chimney by the night before; and no drums or trumpets glad? dened the eyes of widow Morris's babies. The* reporter of a great daily newspaper found them- out and told their humble story, and within twelve hours that lone widow had her cupboards full of all sorts offgooch things,- and a respectable bank account beside. Thousands, if necessary, would have been ready to relieve her. But notwithstanding our proverbial char? ity and the magnificent organizations of which this city is full, the hard fact stares us in the face that there is still untold suffering, and the dreadful fact that twenty-one bodies lie unclaimed in the morgue, tells a story of woe' more eloquent, and-forcible, than ever was uttered by human tongue or written by mortal pen. I was strolling down Broadway the other day aud stopped in front of the Hoffman-House. This you will doubt* less remember, is the bostolry kept by E. S. Stokes, who killed Jim Fisk. A dapper young man stepped up to me and placed iu my hand a copy of The Bar. I stepped into the Hoffman and took a look in the looking-glass to see if there was auy advertisement on the end of my nose that entitled me to such attention, and I assure you on my honor there was not; but looking over the paper I find it is devoted to the beer and whiskey in? terest. Let us look this thing squarely and honestiy in the face. What /ire temperance people doing? In New York City there is at the present time not a -single temperance meeting or a single temperance orator that commands popular attention. A short time ago New York had Mr. Sawyer at the Cooper Institute where he conducted the Sab? bath meetings for years, but the devil tripped up h'is heels and he fell, to the great grief of all who knew him. In Brooklyn, Oliver Cotter a reformed whiskey seller, became the terror of his former associates, and many a one he had fined or sent to the penitentiary for violating the excise laws, but the devil got after Oliver Cotter; he disguised himself in a bottle of whiskey, he got inside of Oliver, and one very dull morning ho found himself among the drunks* in the police court. This cer? tainly was an exceedingly bad showing for prominent temperance apostles. But while the prohibition champions fall by the wayside, the whiskey interest grows stronger and more defiant every day, and why^sbouhHt not. It makes uur Gover? nor, our Legislature, our Aldermen and Supervisors?our Sheriffs, our constables and police. The man who keeps the saloon on the corner is a more potent factor in our local politics than the most eminent clergyman iu the city. Two policemen were tried last week, one for robbing a mau and ihe other for assault with intent to kill, and the excuse of both wai that, they were drunk. The policeman Couroy, now serving out a life sentence for clubbing an innocent pris? oner to death, gave it as an excuse on his trial that he was drunk. Prohibition will not become an accomplished fact in New York in the present generation, and as long as the Prohibitionists run separate candidates, just so long we will have free rum, Sunday and holiday in this city and State. The policeman who feels bis position in danger, if he com? plains of a violation of the excise law, is going to keep his eyes and his mouth shut, especially when he k nows that iu addition to his other advantt ges,Jt is to him free whiskey and money in hU purse. I dropped into the business men's prayer meeting at the old John street Methodist Church, on Tuesday last. The services were conducted bj Rev. Mr. Pentecost, a Baptist, at one time sup? posed to be like Paul, the straightest of his sec'. The meeting was welljatteuded by respectable- business men, the only peculiar thing about it was that there appeared to be no particular need of it, as every man wa3 a Christian in full fel? lowship, who had made his calling and election sure. I believe I was about the only sinner in the church, aud of course felt very uncomfortable. We are rejoicing in an operatic revival which h full of promise for ihe future, and if we have to pay a good price for a soprano i r a tenor, at least, we have the satisfaction of knowing that the money will be spent on this side of the water. And now for a little bit of musical gossip that ha3 never before got into the papers. When the late Doctor Damrosch was alive, there was a strong feeling of ri? valry between him and Theodore Thom? as. The Doctor, like Mr. Theodore, was a thorough musician, and he always re? sented Mr. Thomas' rather aristocratic ways. For before the doctor arrived in the country Theodore Thomas had set himself up as a sort of musical dictator, from whose ipsi duvit there was no appeal. Doctor Damro3ch sought to counteract Mr. ?homa3' influence in musical circles, and he inaugurated one of ihe mo3t magnificent series of concerts at the Seventh regiment armory, there had ever been beard in the country. Tbe result was not only an artistic, but fioancial success, and Doctor Damrosch retained bis influence up to the day of his death, having founded first-class German opera in this city where it promises to remain. When Doctor Damrosch died the baton fell from his lifeless baud iuto that of I his son Walter, and the German opera still continues?Wagner's Meistersinger, which was produced on Monday night, being the crowning glory of the operatic season. There was a great gathering of fashionable and financial magnates; tbe handsome face of our ex-Presidetit being seen in the boxes, and everybody was asking why cn earth ho has'nt got mar? ried. But you must not imagine that all the world ind his wife were at the German opera tX the Metropolitan Opera House; by no manner of means. On the same night Theodoro Thomas produced Goetz' comic opera, Taming a Shrew, at the Academy in Eoglisb. We. have here a musical enthusiast, Mrs. H. B. Thurber, wife of a wholesale groceryman and a lady distinguished in fashionable and musical circles. Tbe dream of her life has been first-class English Opera, which would enable the Amoricau public which loved music to dispense with tbe service of the hordes of vagabond foreigners who have fairly devoured our substance in the pnst. Theodore Thomas and the English opera scored a great success; though opera is even in Engiish a costly entertainment, anything like a fair seat costing two dollars and a half, and choice seats were five and ten dollars, so that notwithstanding the discovery that we have native talent in abundance, we are not yet prepared to offer opera at fifty cents and a dollar. I see O'Donovan Rossa is an applicant for a place in the Brooklyn navy yard. President Cleveland had better keep an eye on the Irish Boanerges or he may be afther blowin' up our entire uavee wid dynamite. A remarkable and sensational feature of the week has been the Dixie ball at the Metropolitan Opera. An actor named Dixie has been amusing the patrons of a little theatre on Broadway, called the Bijou Opera House for a year and a half in a burlesque called Adonis. Mr. Dixie and his manager Mr. Bice, have made a handsome fortune by the venture, but in consideration of his dis? tinguished services and the obligations under which he bad laid tbe public, Bice got up a ball at tbe Metropolitan Opera House. Tickets, $5.00. Boxes fifty. Of course there was a jam; all the fast people in town were there, and hundreds went just to touch elbows with theatrical people off the stage. Finan. cially the thing was managed so that Dixie and his manager got a pocket lull of rocks. At tbe sale of pews in Beecher's church this week tbe premiums fell off from $53,304 in 1875 to ?15,400 in 1885. Stocks are again on the ragged edge, one day strong aud tbe next day weak. The weather which a week ago was like a pleasant spring is now wintry enough to suit an esquimaux dog or a polar bear. Very truly yours, Broadbrim. A Deserted Bride. Barnett, January 5.?On the evening of Tuesday, December 29, near Willis ton, S. C, at tho residence of Robert L. Wade, two of his daughters, aged re? spectively sixteen and twenty-four, were married, tho former to a young man named Addison, aud the latter to Walter Stroud, a man about twenty-five years of age, and by trade a blacksmith. Both couples bade their friends adieu and started for Vicksburg, Mississippi, where it was supposed they intended to locate. They reached Thomson, Ga., the follow? ing day, Wednesday, where they halted and put up at the Knox House, and, re? gained until Friday, January 1, when they boarded train No. 1, and got off at Barnett with tho expectation of finding accommodations. Failing to do so, after spending several hours, Addison and his wife returned to Thomson by fast train to spend the night, and Stroud and his wife went to Sharon on tho Washington branch. In separating, tho baggage of the party, consisting of five truaks, was checked to Atlanta, and it was agreed between them that they would all meet the fol? lowing morning at Barnett, and proceed westward by fast train. When Stroud and wife reached Sharon they stopped at the Edwards House, and tho next morn? ing Stroud informed his wife that he would run out to Harnett and meet the other couple and would return on the next train. He carried with him a small black valise, and when he arrived at Barnett purchased a t cket ' to Uuion Poiut aud joined Addison and his wife and has not been heard of since, but it is supposed that he went to Atlanta, as the baggage belonging to himself and wife has been claimed there, aud be was in possession of the checks. It was very hard for the lady to realize that she had been deserted by her husband after being married only a few days, and when she was enabled to view her position in its true light she wept bitterly, and remarked that she would prefer death to having to return to her parents' roof under such circumstances. She was left without a dollar and among strangers, but she has been kind? ly treated and will be furnished with the necessary means to return homo. The father of these young ladies, R. L. Wade, is a respectable farmer, and the father of thirteen children. Walter Stroud is the son of tho Rev. W. H. Stroud, a Baptist minister, who has lived for some years in the vicinity of Willis ton, Aikcn County, and is the father of teu children. Mo is poor, but respected where he is kno.vn. In 1875 he removed from Langley, S. C, to Atlanta, Ga., where he located !or awhile, but nally returned to Carolina. Barnette, Ga., January 5.?Walter Slroud returned his wife's trunk from Atlanta by express to day, and wrote her, saying: "I know I have treated you badly. I am strapped, and it is best that we should never meet again." She left for home by tho fast train this evening.?Augusta Chronicle. MAJ. GEN RANDOLPH, U S. A. by annie kendrick benedict. [The following sketch is a true one. Every incident iu connection with Gen? eral Raudolph has come within the experience of a friend.?Autuob.] I was a young man of leisure. My physician bad prescribed a vacatioo, and I was taking it in a Summer boarding bouse among the hills, in company with an uncle and aunt and some pretty cousins. One of these cousins was Alice Braut ley. She was an orphan, my uncle's ward, and she added to the attraction of large dark eyes and a fair face that of a lovely disposition and a strong character. This is not a story of my courtship, or I might tell how the grape vines were ladeu with their purple harvest, the apples were showing their golden color through the leaves?in short, bow I had lingered far beyond my convalescence, all for the joy of sitting in the light of Alice's eyes aud listening to her low voice. But the time was coming when we must separate. She was poor. I bad yet my name and fame to make in the world. Wanting a position as governess, she bad replied to an advertisement from a lady iu tbe South. Her application had been accepted, mouey had been sent ior her outfit, and she was busy about her preparations. Alice and I were together under a big apple tree one morning, she stitching away on some of tbe numberless garments that women think they must have if they are going to make a jouruey, I lazily lying on the ground, trying to make her stop to eat the golden fruit with which I was pelting her, when my uncle came near with an open letter, which he throw into Alice's lap. "I am glad you will have company, child," he said. Alice read it. and in answer to my inquires told me that Dr. B., a well known divine from one of the large Eastern cities, who knew my uncle well, had written iutroducing Major General Randolph, of the Confederate Army, who was to come through our town, and would accompany her to her destination. We thought no more of it, except that I remember the iuward curse I visited on the poverty that compelled me to allow a stranger to do tbe task that would have been so delightful to me. Mrs. B., to whom she bad engaged herself as governess, also sent a letter of introduc? tion, and we only awaited his coming. Well I remember the morning that he arrived. We were sitting on the broad piazza in front ol the bouse as he walked up the drive with my uncle. He was a man of about medium height, rather slight, but giving the impression of great activity. His whole bearing was that of a soldier.' He had a remark? able face, wavy brown hair brushed back from a high forehead, fair complexion, eyes that changed with every changing motion, now laughing, now pathetic, now keen and sharp, now earnest, never really sinister or wicked. His grey trav? eling coat and handsome brown valise become him well, and his slough hat, of the finest, softest felt gave him a distin? guished appearance. With air of good breeding worn by a man of the world be acknowledged the introduction which my uncle gave in passing, and went to his room to remove the dust of travel. His coming marked an era inourquiet life. It was tbe last week in August. Many of the Summer boarders had fled, and those that remained were pet haps tho most cultivated who bad been with us. In those hazy days of late Summer and early Autumn there was little to do but to sit on tbe piazzas and watch the chang? ing lights on tho hills. General Randolph was here and there and everywhere. I have seen much of the world since, and Alice, my wife, is a keen judge of men and things, but we can both freely say that he was the most fascinating man we have ever met. He had a keen intellect and was brilliant in conversation. His fund of information seemed endless; ho would sit on the piazza an hour at a time, twirling the little cane which he always carried, dis? cussing a favorite author, or telling a funny story or a pathetic incident of his army life. We asked no greater pleasure than to watch the lights and shadows of his wonderful eyes. The ladies were charmed with him ; one of my cousins mixed his brandy and .water nightly, and a rich young widow, who had many suitors at her feet, receiv? ed his attentions with evident pleasure. But ho had the tact which made no one jealous or unhappy in his presence. Not a pang crossed my iniud in thinking that Alice would travel with him. He was my ideal of a Southern gentleman, and my only feeling was one of pleasure that Alice would be so well taken care of. He formed a special friendship for a gentleman who had a school in the neighborhood. I remember that one evening as we sat in the parlor he asked this gentleman to purchase for him a number of books during a visit to New York. He wrote down from memory the titles of at least one hundred of the best books, and our friend rea'.lily promised to do as he desired and give the privilege of his discount. The General also pro? posed to bricg bis brother to our friend's school, and offered a generous subscrip? tion to aid him in bis woik. He stayed two weeks and then left for a few days. He was expecting to return and bring hh brother, then take Alice on their journey. He came back, but his brother was not with him. "Harry came to the depot," h:; said in explanation, "but was suflt ring so m':ch from a felon ou his band that I had not the heart to insist on his coming. He will be here iu a few days." But all pleasant days n.ust end, aud and the last of our pleasant sea o-i came, He and Alice started. He had left a substantial check in the hands of our friend, and we were all sorry that we might never meet him again. I lingered a few days to gather my things together, and was spending my last hour with my uncle and his family, when our friend, the Professor, came suddently in the room with a daz'-d look, saying: "General Randolph's check has been returned /" We could not believe our ears. Gen? eral Randolph dishonest! Impossible! My uncle telegraphed at once to his clerical friend in the East. Alas 1 Dr. B. knew no such man. He was blind and wrote by means of a secretary, so that his signature had been easily forged. I was crazy, maddened ! Alice had gone with him ! Where? oh, where? I took a detective and started in search of her. I gathered my own saviugs, the bank furnished more money, and I de? termined to find him and bring him back to justice dead or alive. We followed them to New York, but they had left the day before. We traced tbem by meaos of a small cane which he had left to be marked at a jeweller's store. It was to be engraved: "From Randolph, of Virginia, to Bush, of Ken? tucky," and was to be sent to Lexington, Kentucky. We followed them to Cincin? nati. I recognized his handwriting on the register of one of the hotels in an assumed name. As I pointed to it the clerk laughed and said : "I'd like to collar that fellow. He played us the neatest bit of roguery that I've seen for many a long day. He went to the theatre one night and brought back with him a cb.ap that he picked up there. They were as thick as hops. They must room together. I bad charge of the safe, and as they came to the desk to get the key, your friend said to the other in the airest tones?you know what a way he had with him : (Yes, I knew.) 'Now, you must excuse me, sir: but of course we never met each other beforo, and I think it would be better to leave our valuables in the safe over night. I have a package of papers beside me that is worth a good deal, and with your per? mission I'll take a check for it.' The other chap did the same, leaving a watch and quite a sura of money. Now, what do you suppose that infernal rogue did ? Early in the morDiug| before the other fellow was awake, he slipped bis hand into his pocket, got out the eheck, dressed himself, came down and banded it over to the clerk (a different one in the morn? ing, you kno-v,) and received the watch and the mo?ey, leaving his friend his package of papers, worthless, of course. You may be sure we haven't seen him since." We then visited the chief of police, who conducted us to the rogues' gallery. I hate to live over again the d.strust of human nature that entered my soul that day when in a conspicuous place I saw the handsome face and brilliant eyes of our friend Randolph. "He is one of the biggest rogues in the country," said the chief. "He has been in prison twice for forgery, and has done more petty crime than any man I kuow of." We traced them, iu one slight way and other, to Buffalo. There, in one of the first clas3 hotels, to my joy, I found Alice. She si?d that General Raudolph had gone out for a few minutes, aud they were to leave that eveuiug. . He had taken her even to the town where she had expected to go; showed her the house of Mrs. B., but regretted to find that the lady was still in the North on her Summer trip. Alice had beeo treated with perfect courtesy, but rather by the power of his magnetism than in any other way he had got her on the cars and taken her to Buffalo.- We subsequently concluded that his purpose in taking her was to make her of use in counterfeiting. She was a fine penman, and that was one of his diversions. She promised the officer to board the train that evening, as had been agree'd upon, and, after it was iu motion, to point out General Randolph. She did so, and thus was he delivered up to justice. On the return home he escaped once, but was recaptured. Alter he was fairly locked in the jail I went to see him. He looked haggard, but met me with all his polished ease of manner "It is all a mistake," he said ; "all a mistake. It will be righted soon. I heard you were searching for me. and was traveling to find you." "Strange," I answered, "that we were looking so hard for each other and couldn't como together. I hope the matter may be righted, as you say." But it never was righted. He was tried aud senteuced to Charlestown State Prison for seven years. I have heard since that he played insane aud was released, and that be was afterwards feted in one of our smaller cities as Governor of Arkansas. Perhaps one of the few truths that General Randolph ever told was that his brother had "a felon on his hand." The many questions that will arise in the minds of my readers I cannot answer. I have given the facts ; you must form the theories. ? One of the most felicitous illustra? tions of that evangelistic oddity, the Rev. Sam Jones, is that in which he likens some bombastic men of small account to a little steamboat which he used to meet on a Southern river. This vessel had a very small boiler and a very big whistle. When the whistio blew the boat had to atop, for the boiler would not furnish steam enough for the engine and the whistle at the same lime. The compari? son is applicable to many of the most noisest of reformers and workers While they are trumpeting what they have done, their work, such as it was, comes to a halt. ? A very loquacious lady, calling one day to consult her physician, talked on and on with such volubility that the latter could not get in a word edgewise. Growing impatient, he :'.t length told her to put out her tongue, which sh-? did. He then said: "Now, plc.i>e keop it th 're until you have heard what I have got to say to you." "Don't." It has been many years.since Punch delivered the oracular bit of advice "to young people who are about to get married," which it summarized in the one cautious, emphatic and peremptory word, "Don't.'" And perhaps no single piece of advice that was ever given has been so often and so earnestly quoted, or has been so persisteutly disregarded. In a slightly modified form, there is no doubt that Punch's counsel embodies a vast deal of prudence and wisdom, and that it should commend itself to the matri? monially inclined. The reason why it fails to be accepted in so overwhelming a majority of cases, therefore, must be an unusually strong reason, and one deeply rooted in human nature. Herein lies the difficulty. It is no doubt safer and better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of; but there is a spirit in man, and in woman, espec ially in young men and young women, which irresistibly impels them to hope for better things than the things they have : and no ills ever seem so certaiu or so unendurable as the ills from which they chanco to suffer at any given time. The loving mother who once enjoined her daughter never to get married, was promptly met by the argumentum ad midierem of the daughter's own existence, which argument, it must be conceded, was conclusive to the daughter's mind. And when that perverse young woman was furth.-r remiuded that the mother spoke from experience, what more natural, as we say, than that tbe daughter should entertain aud express a desire to encoun? ter like ills in order to qualify herself, by like experience, to give like counsel at some future day. Thus it goes, from generation to generation ; and thus it happens that maukind and womankind make so slow advance towards a state of perfect wisdom?because the knowledge we so painfully acquire in a lifetime dies with us, and those who come after us must needs begin the spelling-book at a, b, c, and will insist upon regarding the story of the boy up the apple tree, of the ox that was gored, of old dog Tray, and eke of the sanguine milkmaid, as but so many cunningly-devised and inconsequential fables. And yet Punch was more than half right. With a slight qualification, tbe best advice to give to young people who are about to get married is "Don't," and that qualificat ion may be briefly expressed in the one word "unless." The formula then becomes "Don't?unless," and in this shape it is the very best sdvice that can possibly be offered and accepted under the circumstances. Love is well enough as a motive for marriage, and there should be, as there can be in truth, no marriage without it. But that they love each other, however fondly or foolishly, is not a sufficient reason why two young people should haste to be married. For it must not be forgotten that Cupid has wants as well as wings; that beatitude and bacon, happi? ness and houiiny, go hand in hand ; and that there are few thingynore conducive to the development and persistence of exalted eeutimeats than the gentle influ? ences of a coal fire, with the kuowledge that tbe bod is full behind the door, and a strong reserve in the cellar. It is easy to say, before marriage, that these things are of the world, worldly, aud are not worthy to be considered in comparison with the mere happiness of being aud abiding with him or her, as the case may be. But, fortunately or unfortunately, we live in a material world; lovers are not spirits, aud after marriage, if not before, they must eat and drink and dress like other people, or suffer because they cannot. Love has wings as well as wants, and there is an old saying that when poverty comes in at the door with its train of trials aud privations, we become aware of certain bright pinions fluttering at the casement, and the danger is that, ere we are aware, the gentlo guest who has dwelt with us awhile may take his flight, never to return. It is uot wise to incur so great a risk unnecessarily. It is better to pause beforehand and count the cost of even a wedding; better not to get married at all, than to marry in haste and repent at leisure; better to Avait than to wish, when loo late, that you had waited. It is better, far better, dear young friends, to go on loving truly and faithfully, and madly if so be, thau to marry without reason and without prudenc*, aud cease loving forever after. If you will not consider these things before marriage, depend upon it you will be compelled to consider them after mar? riage. Recklessness in regard to any important step in life never yet precluded reflection and regret, when that step has been desperately or impatiently and unwisely taken. Be suro your folly will find you out, and, if you arc a young man, don't begin life with the dearest woman on earth by placing her in a position which will inevitably entail disappointment and, perhaps, misery upon her for your selfish sake. If you are ayouugwoman, on the other hand, it is not necessary to lose your head merely because you have lost your heart. He may be the very bestand handsomest and most affectionate iover in the world, as he probably is ; but, if ho cannot oiler you a home; if he have not a certain profession or calling that will enable him to provide for you as well an for himself, to say nothing of others who are not usually taken into account; if he cannot take c:iro of you as well as lovo you, don't, we earnestly entreat you, don't impose upon him a burden which he cannot bear, even if that burden be your 6weet self, and so assure for both of you, in advance, the loss of the very happiness thai you seek. Examples of the danger of disregard? ing the advice which we have thus fully and freely given, and which, perhaps, you have received before from those who love you Lest, are not wanting. The dismal story of young lives blighted by ill-considered aud imprudent marriage is told anew almost every day. Do not fancy that your ease would be any better under the same circumstances. If you aro contemplating go perilous a venture, stop and consider. If you aie about to get married - unless you are fuliy pre Fared for the duties and trials of marriel fj?heed the word of wisdom, and Don't.? Charleston Sunday News. EDUCATION IX THE SOUTH. The Nation's Duty to the Colored Pooplo i'lain mid Imperative. The reconstruction policy that followed the late civil war extended suffrage to a million or more of freedmcn who were entirely uneducated as a class and entire? ly untrained in any of the responsible duties of citizenship. There was every reason why the Southern States should deny education to a servile race, as edu? cation could ouly endanger the tranquili ty of slavery, and it is not surprising that the poorer class of whites in the South present a larger percentage of illiteracy than is found in the North, where free schools have been established for half a century. It is too late to inquire into the wis? dom of enfranchising the colored men who were freed from bondage and clothed with all the prerogatives of citizenship. That has been done and it will not be undone. There is special force in the argument, now that the passions of sec? tional strife have perished, that suffrage should have been limited to the standard of intelligence, but it is too late. The South has the power to practically dis? franchise the colored citizens, but it will not be done, because the limitation of voters would be foiled by a corresponding limitation in representative power in the popular branch of Congress and in the Electoral College. Universal suffrage, regardless of race, condition or properly, is now the irrevo? cable policy of the Republic, and that compels us to look squarely in the face the appalling fact that ninety per cent, of the whole colored vote of the South cannot read the ballots they vote, and twenty-four per cent, of the white voters of the same section are equally ignorant, In South Carolina more than one-half of all the voters, white aud black united, cannot read their ballots, and iu Missis? sippi, Louisiana and Georgia, ouly a small fraction more than one-half of all the voters cau tell, from their tickets, for whom they cast their votes. These statistics- are furnished by the official census reports of 1SS0. It must not be assumed that the South? ern States have been remiss in enlarging facilities for popular education since the war. On the contrary, considering their resources and their extreme necessities, they have greatly surpassed the North in their efforts for the education of both races. The good work was hindered by the profligacy of carpet bag rule, that collected school taxes and promised edu? cation to the colored race, but wasted o. stole most of the school revenues. Since the reconstructed States have been al? lowed home rule they have made mar? vellous strides in popular education. South Carolina, where war left its lega? cies in direst vengeance aud desolation, pays nearly half as much for free schools as does Pennsylvania, aud employs more colored teachers than are employed in all the Northern States combined, while Mississippi, the ouly Southern State in which the colored race predominates, offers better advantages to colored pupils for higher education at the coat of the State thau does Pemisylvania. The plain duty of the nation is to give its voters, with whom are lodged the sovereign powers of the Government, the highest possible standard of intelligence, for only iu intelligence and virtue is there safety for free government. How the problem i.i to be solved ; how educa? tion can be so diffused as to rescue the supreme power of great Slates from the domination of ignorance, is a question of the graven moment. Earnest men have proposed a comprehensive scheme of ed? ucation by the General Government, but the country halts at the scores of millions necessary to carry it into effect, and many hesitate at any system of governmental power in the South that could be prosti? tuted to partisan ends; but the facts that a full million and a quarter of voters in the South are uuablo to read their bal? lots ; that the whole natiou has pledged its faith to the improvement of the freed meu, and that every intelligent citizen of every section is immediately interested in elevating the standard of intelligence among those who may control the destiny of.our institutions, speak trumpet-tongu ed for enlarged educational facilities in the Southern States. They have done their part generously, and will doubtless multiply and extend their schools as rap? idly as their resources shall be increased ; but they are unequal to the great work, aud the natiou should extend a helping baud in justice to itself as the exemplar of popular government among the peoples of the earth.?Philadelphia Times. In a Trance for Seventy Days, Columbus, Neb., January 12.?News has just reached here from a farm house several miles north that Minnie Dishner, Nebraska's sleeping beauty, recovered consciousness on Sunday, January 3, the seventieth day of her hystcro cataleptic trance sleep. The roads have been im? passable until the present time aud the news of her recovery could not be re? ceived before. The girl fell into a trance, from which she has now revived, October 2d last. During this long int' rval she hall lain to all appearances lifeless, with the exception of respiration aud pulsa? tion. When Miss Dishner awoke her mind was apparently clear and unim? paired. Her appetite and general feel? ings were good, but her arms and legs were paralyzed. She says she was con? scious during the whole time of her pro? tracted trance, but, though .-?he exerted her utmost power to evince her conscious? ness, she could not move a single muscle. She said she had no physical pain until the fortieth day of her sleep, when the electric battery was applied. Since then she has suffered a thousand agonies of body, ami at times it seemed as if her mind would give way under the strain, and she now complains of terrible phys? ical sufferings in consequences of the shock 10 her system. The doctor in at? tendance says, however, that she will recover iu a short time and will also regain the full use of her limbs. ? One linn iu weslpru Massachusetts last year made 130,000 drums, using half a million feet of lumber, 35,000 sheep? skins. 2,200 pounds of cord, and tens of <4b.er lutings. A Battlo with Wild Hogs. Few men are aware that there are such things as wi'd hogs in this country, but such is the case, however little the fact may be known. 3 [Not long since Jim Raynolds and myself were on a deer hunting expedi? tion on one of the numerous bayous that jut into Red River, in the* South? eastern part of Arkansas. We had with us two dogs, and were trailing along the bank of the bayou?the dogs some two or three hundred yards in advance. All at once the dogs began to bark and there arose the greatest consternation imagi? nable. It did not take us long to deter? mine the cause of all this commotion, as the dogs soon hove in sight fighting and retreating toward us. Attacking them was a drove of wild infuriated hogs, some of them so large and ferocious that a grizzly bear would be little more formidable. To say that they would strike terror to the bravest heart is but to make ?u assertion tbat would receive immediate credence if the reader should he ever be brought face to face with them. What was to be done? Here they came, with a deafeuiug aud unearthly noise, their every bristle projecting for? ward, eyes reddened with rage, froth dripping from their long tusks, ready to rip open any one or anything that offered combat. , We stationed ourselves by the water's edge so as to be ready to take to the bayou in case of our guns failing to check them. When they were about fifty yards from us we encouraged the dogs to stand their ground, aud so they did for a short time until one of them was struck by a very large boar, and literally ripped open, the poor creature's entrails falling to the ground before he expired. The other dog then beat a hasty retreat to? ward us, closely followed by these mad? dened monsters. We were armed with double-barreled breech-loading guns, one barrel rifled and the other shot, rifles 38 calibre and our shot cartridges contained No. 2 iihot. The remaining dog bad been so dis? abled that wc could expect but little if any assistance from him. It was all he could do to take care of himself, and rather questionable about his being able to do that for any considerable time. I suggested to Raynolds that we give tbem a volley from our four barrels at cnee, and perhaps it would so discomfit taem that they would retreat. This we did when they were about two rods from us, aud, although wc felled some three or four to the ground and crippled others, they seemed more enraged than ever, and were on us before we could reload our guns. The only thing left for us to do was to take to the water (and very fortu nate aat we bad water to take to) which we immediately did. Abandouing our guns, wc plunged in and swam to the opposite shore, the live dog taking kiud ly to our example. The bayou at this point was about four reds wide. After crossing, we each selected a tree which would be easy to climb in case the hogs should cross after us. Several times I imagined that they wore about to cross, but the dog now having ceased to bark and lain down, while we concealed ourselves behind the trunks of large trees, their rage seemed to assuage, and they presently moved off down the bayou. Some little time after they had disap? peared among the thick timber of the bottom, we swam back to our guns. After making an examination of the hogs we had dispatched, we concluded that we had had all tho bottom hunting that we desired that day, and struck out for the uplands. We learned that these wild hogs abound in considerable numbers along the bottoms of Red River and tributary streams in this locality. These hogs be? long to the "razor back" breed and grow to an enormous size, feeding principally on the mast of the bottoms and adjacent uplands. Wo were also informed that had it not been for our dogs tbey would probably not have given us any trouble, but would quietly have withdrawn on our approach. The tusks of the largest one that wo killed (an old boar) projected fully four inches from the jaw, curving outward and upward from their base on the upper jaw, aud upward aud outward on tho lower jaw.' They are frequently hunted in the fall and winter after the mast has fallen, and they have become fattened on it, aud make, it is said, fair bacon. Were it not for tho fact that the hog cholera makes frequent ravages among them, tho bottoms would swarm with them, and it Would be dangerous to travei there. As it is, one feels safer at a distance thatraraong them, especially if you have dogs with you, which they are certain to attack if tbey come within sight. In the drove that wo encountered there were fully thirty, the greater num? ber of them large, and must have been four or five years old. I presume, also, that, overflows destroy very many or them. If there is auything to bo dreaded more in tho woods than an attack of wild hogs in considerable numbers, I have yet to learn what it is. Thought He Could See Clear Through, A specialist in throat troubles was called to treat a Boston lady, who mani? fested so much interest in his surgical instruments that he explained their uses to ber. "This laryngoscope," said he, "is fitted with small mirrors and an elec? tric light; the interior of your throat will be seen by mo as clearly as the ex? terior; you would be surprised to know how far down we can see with an instru? ment of this kind." Tho operation over, the lady appeared somewhat agitated. "Poor girl," said her sister, who was present; "it must have been very pain? ful." "Oh, no, not that, not that," whis? pered the Boston lady; "but just as he fixed his instrument iu place I remem b'tel that I had a hole in my stocking." ?Xcw York Sun. ? Tho physicians of Lancaster have a blac'i list, and have agreed not to prac? tice for any persons whoso names are on it unless paid in advance. The Gallant Dead. We extract from "The Campaigns of Stuart's Cavalry," by H. B. McClellan, just issued by Randolph & English, Richmond, the following touching inci? dents which occurred in the late war near Brandy Station: "Butler had now secured a good posi? tion, covering the road to Brandy Sta? tion, and where he might expect soon to be reinforced by the 4th cavalry. More? over, he threatened the enemy's flank, should he advance towards 'Cuipepper Court House. The one gun that had followed Colonel Wickham from Brandy Station was now available, and Butler proposed to make a stand. But while in the road, side by side with Captain Far? ley, (of General Stuart's staff), their horses' heads in opposite directions, a shell from the enemy struck the ground near by, ricochetted, cut off Butler's leg above the ankle, passed through his horse, through Farley's horse and carried away Farley's leg at the knee. "The Hon. John T. Rhett addresses his narrative, from which I have already ? largely drawn, to the Hon. M. C. Butler; and thus describes a scene which, for knightly courtesy and heroism, cannot bo surpassed: "After we cross'cd the stream the ene? my placed a gun iD full view of us all. vVhile they were so doing you ordered us to retire. As we were moving off I was turned in my saddle looking backwards. I saw the artilleryman fire the gun, heard an exclamation, and saw that the shot had taken effect in the small group with you. Captain Chestnut and myself, with a few men, hurried to the spot. We first went to you, sending some men to aid Captain Farley. When we had placed you in a blanket you said to us : 'I wish that you two gentlemen, as you have placed me in the hands of my own men, would go and take charge of Farley.' "We went to Captain Farley, told him that you had scut us, took him out of a blanket and placed him in an old flat trough. He was very cool, in fact pleas? ant and smiling, though evidently in great pain. Just as we wore about send? ing him away, he cal'ed me to him and pointing to the leg that had been cut off by the ball, and which was lying near by, he asked me to bring it to him. I did so. He took it, pressed it to his bosom as one would a .child, and said smiling: 'It is an old friond, gentlemen, and I do not wish to part from it.' Chestnut and myself shook bands with him, bidding good-bye, and expressing the hope that we should soon again see him. He said : 'Good-bye, gentlemen, and forever. I know my condition, and we will not meet again. I thank you for your kind? ness. It is a pleasure to me that I have fallen into the hands of good Carolinians at my last moment.' "Courtoously, even smilingly, he nod? ded his head to us as the meu bore him away. He died in a few hours. I have never seen a man whose demeanor, in the face of certain, painful and quick death, was so superb. I have never en? countered anything so brave from first to last." Let the world, whilst doing justice to the memory of this preux chevalier, see the instinctive love of fellow Carolinians. "It is a pleasure to me that I have fallen into the hands of good Carolinians."? Columbia Register. Wages in Germany. Consular Dethmar, at Breslau, Germa? ny, has made a report to the Department of State relative to agricultural labor. He stated that the laborer usually lives upon the estate, and is employed the year round. The working hours are in summer from 6 a. in. to 7 p. m., and in winter from sunriso to sunset. He is given fre.i lodging and free fuel, aud it is customary also to allow his family the use of one hundred square rods of land for raising vegetables. As direct wages he receives per annum $19 to ?23.80 in cash, aud twenty-four bushels of rye, three bushels of peas and one and one half bushels of wheat. The laborer's wife is bound to work in the field when? ever required and receives for a day's work iu summer 12 to 14 cents and in winter 10 to 12. Of tea, meat, tobacco and schnapps the laborer gets but little. If he smokes a pipe, it is but seldom, arl his tobacco is unmanufactured leaf. In harvest time he is treated to schnapps to encourage him in bis new work. The government tax is no longer paid by farm laborers, but the commercial income tax amounts to fifty or seventy-five cents per year. A writer on economic subjects figures that a laborer's family consisting of himself, wife and fivo children under twelve years of age, can subsist for $1.Q9J a week, or $57 a year. Consul Dethmar also gives a tabular statement of the wages paid to theminersand mine labor? ers, showing that they receivo daily from 52V cents (which is paid to foremen, en? gineers, and carpenters) to 18} and 16 cents paid to women and minors. The average cost of-the subsistence of a miner's family, including rent, clothing and taxes, amounts to $122.80 ner an? num. The rents paid by miners range from 36 cents to $1.19 per month. Jones and Small. Cincinnati, January 12.?The meet? ings inaugurated by Sam Jones at Trini? ty Church are attended twice a day, de? spite the worst weather known here for 17 years, by crowds larger than the church will hold. No larger crowds can be accommodated outsido Music Hall, and the weather forbids its use for the present. The press of the city favor the movement, and urge Jones to strike and spare not. Very full reports are given, and general interest in the community is wide spread .and deep. The Christian co-operation will bo hearty, aud the prospects wero never better anywhere for success. It is likely that double meet? ings will bo necessary hereafter, Jones and Small preaching simultaneously. ? A Pittsburg woman having inclu? ded in her complaint against her hus? band that "he had kissed her in 1882, and she hadn't seen him since," the New York Graphic says some women evident? ly expect their husbands to hang around the house and make love to them all the time. DEATH VALLEY. A California Valo*;m Fatal as the Gmvo Upas. The name is fearfully suggestive, and yet few place? in the world deserve their appellation so well as d-.-.es the Death Valley of California, nor is it ea<y to find any other country whatever which gath? ers about itself so much that inspires horror and dread. A region where a man can die of thirsi while he has water within his reach, more than he can drink, may well bear the most terrible title that can be given it; and this name?Death Valley?given from the first known event in its history, thirty-five years ago, will doubtless cling to the spot to the end of time. In the Southeastern part of Iuyo County, California, and the point at which the meridian of 11G degrees 45 minutes West crosses 36 deegrees 10 min? utes North as nearly as possible is iu its centre of horrors. Probably only one other spot of which we have any knowl? edge, the Guevo Upas, or Vale of Poison, in Java, exceeds the fatality of Death Valley. The valley i:self is forty miles by eight, running nearly North and South, and every portion of this is desert I and barren in the extreme, as is, in fact, the entire surrounding country; but a narrow central space along the Eastern side about fifteen miles in length, embod? ies the typical features of their highest intensity. Into this very few persons have ever gone, that is, who returned to tell the tale, and what is here related pertains to the higher and comparatively moderate parts toward the borders of the valley. The dangers are the result of atmos? pheric conditions solely. Lack of water may be a fatal evil, but this can be avoid? ed ; supplies of water may be carried, or better still, it is now tolerably well ascer? tained that water is available by sinking even shallow wells in much the greater exteni of the upper portion of the valley. But the water fails to afford its usual lifo giving value from two causes. The first of these is heat. Of course this is mod? erated during two or three of the Winter months, and for that space of time a residence on the borders of Death Valley is possible without any exceeding great risk. But this soon passes away and the furnace is in blast. By about April the average (of day and sight) is about 00 to 95 degrees; and a little later it averages over 100 degrees, reaching often 120 to 125 degrees in the coolest place that can be found. If this was with a damp atmosphere it would stifle any human life with great rapidity, but a certain amount of dryness enables it to be borne with more safety. Here, however, comes the second of the two evils which have been indicated; the intense dryness of the atmosphere. This is so excessive as to be in many instances fatal, in spite of every precau? tion. The writer has never tasted the full severity of this feature in Death Valley itself, bat his experience along its immediate border renders him ready to give full credence to the statement that many cases of death have occurred "when water was plenty but could not be drunk fast enough to supply the drain caused by the de3iccative power of the dry, hot air." In fact, in one instance he himself nearly reached that condition, and a few hours of the heat and dryness would have placed his own name among those of its victims. It has been said that birds drop dead in attempting to cross the valley. Mr. Hawkins, who visited it in 18S2, says that he picked up at various times, two little birds, a mile or so from water, whose bodies were still warm, having just drop? ped dead." The bodies of men and their horses are liable to be encountered at any time; they have been found within a mile of water, and in one case with water still in their cauteens, and a supply of food as well, showing that the climate was the cause of death. With these facts in view, it is not un? reasonable to say that the name of Death Valley is well bestowed. And if this is the state of things on the elevated bor? ders, ranging from 1,200 to 2,000 feet and more, above the sea, what must be the heat and the dryness in the very focus ? For one of the additional wonders of Death Valley is that its central region lies away below the level of the sea. There is, perhaps, no other spot on the globe which at so great a distance from the ocean reaches such a depression?150 feet. The dead sea, with the gorges of the Jordan and the Arabah, of course greatly exceeds this, but it is not widely separated from the Eastern parallel bor? der of the Mediterraneau. Popping the. Quest ion in Ala inc. When I was a very small child I re? member hearing my father tell the fol? lowing story: "A young man away down in Maine went to see the idol of his loutish heart one winter's night. The kitchen was the place of rendezvous, and the kuchen fire the uninterested specta? tor of their rival sparking. But, from the distant position the two lovers lock from each other, I should imagine the fire had it all on its side; for Hezekiah sat upon one side and Matildy on the other of the wide, old-fashioned fire? place. They sat as quietly as Quakers, waiting for the spirit to move. The fire crackled, the old clock in the corner ticked mournfully, the cattle stamped uneasily in the adjoining stable, the cat purred, but silence reigned between the two. So quiet was it that a mouse made a mistake, and thinking the company had gone, scampered half-way across the room, then scampered back again. Time wore on, till the clock struck 10, when the swain spied the tongs. For the first time in his life, he was attacked with an idea. He was so surprised that he chuckled. Matildy looked up in sur? prise. He took the tongs, aimed them like a gun, and said, sheepishly: "I'm goin' ter shoot yer." "What yer goin' ter shoot me fer?" said the fair maid. " ?Cause I love yer!" And so in a few words, was the all important question popped. ? The annual income of a famous Baltimore chiropodist is $10,000. He is employed almost exclusively by the wealthy.