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BT CUNKSCALE ? j. q. CLLNKSCALES, Editor. The trustees of.Varennes (District No. V 10} request as to announce that their echools will close Friday, March 30. .Mr. T. H. Garret, now a student at Furman vXJnivewity, was succeeded at Liberty Spring by Miss May Bussell. ? Miss Busaell has assisted her father in several.schools and. has learned from him the art-, oj teaching well. \Her sclipol was small, but has been well taught. The patrons of Liberty Spring would do ^ well to keep Miss May there eight or ten months in the year. ' _.y_ -Miss Mattie Brown, another Abbeville;j teacher, is teaching with great accepta? bility near Piercetown. If Abbeville baa - any more of that kind, we'll take 'eta. Miss Brown is a tireleless worker in the schoci'room- and gives general satisfac? tion, to her patrons. She occupies a good house, & first-class house, but unfortu? nately it is.not well seated. The benches are not properly constructed for school purposes. However, the excellency of | the large, roomy house makes up for what the benches lack in quality. Few teachers are so successful in win? ning the confidence of their pupils aa? ? Mrs; A. M. Darracott The Melton school is fortunate. The presence of I their teacher^ seems to be an inspiration '?: to the children. The house is remark* ably welt kept and the pupils noticeably decorous. .The hand of the tasteful, patient thoughtful woman, may be seen in all the surroundings. Our visit to If:' thai school was a delightful one?made so by tr^e pleasant reception by the teacher and the prompt, polite, attentive responses of the pupils. We are glad to know that all the school districts of the county except three are-wholly, or partially,. stocked ~ with Aopleton's Reading charts. The trustees seem to be determined to help' their children and their teachers. To ? argue that the chart is a good thing is. r*Tianec?58ary. It pleads its own cause? I wherever "^-has an opportunity. A teacher needs only to see it to fall iu love with it. Children become enthused over H it. It is true to nature and hofifrthe_at? tention of the child.. But what say out teachers about it t One writes us : "The children are delighted with the . chart We use it daily, and I can already notice the improvement in read? ing. We are especially pleased with the beautiful page in writing. Having the correct forms always before us, will cause them to become indelibly fixed in our minds, .which, of course,, will result in better writing. Our boards too aria Ily covered with the young artiste'; rork. If it .is the picture of a house X;jrod a bOy.near'b^''the boy is drawn as ?" -talfrHf^not: taller, than the house, but with more practice they will do better." ;AnQther .writes: " We are .delighted with'i?e char^?mi can hot now see how ' we got along without it." Another"The chart is worth its weight in golg." One says : "1 now see how it was that I could not hold the attention of my pupils?I heeded the chart; it fills the bill." Still Isnother: "I use-the /chart in teaching spelling, reading, writing, gram? mar, punctuation and composition." Our own appreciation of the chart is evidenced by the fact that we. bought one and havo it at home for the benefit of! our children;; I One of our teachers sends us a half dozen compositions written on the 22nd of February, Washington's birthday. They- discuss the life and character of j George-Washington, and, besides show-: ing accurate knowledge of the great man, they evince considerable tact in the art of .composition writing. We have frequently insisted upon regular exercises V of this kind and find no little gratifica . tion in the perusal of the papers before us. The way they are written, their i neatness and their general make up speak loudly for the work done in that particu? lar school.. Two of these compositions ; 'were written by children eleven years of age, and two others by children only nine if-jeare oId;;?Th'ey are Written in the child's own simple language which for as has a peculiar charm. The simplicity and earnestness of little children should teach older persons the folly of walking ? on stilts when they come to put' their thoughts on paper. Wethink we are in condition to fully appreciate such exer? cise? because of the fact that our educa? tion in that line was so sadly neglected. We were fifteen years old before pur teacher ever required us to write, an original sentence. What do youauppose he told 'ua to write about? "Persever ence." A regular stunner that. Eight -years of onr life during which we ought to have been trained in the work of I making sentences had been jumped, wasted, squandered. A boy properly "?' taught from the beginning of his school days ought to be able at the age of fifteen, if he is possessed of an ordinary intel? lect, to Write a creditable composition on "Perseverance;" but for one who, up to that time, has never been taught to pen ' a thought, it is a task unreasonable. Children must first be given ideas and then be trained in the expression of those ideas on paper. Let them write about what they are familiar with, and not on ' abstract subjects, and they find peculiar pleasure in the exercise. These compo? sitions before us are a credit to the school in .which they were written. Toe Delightful Liquid Laxative. . Syrup of Figs is a most agreeable and valuable family remedy, as it is easily taken, by old. and young, and is prompt and effective in curing Habitual Consti? pation and the many ills depending on a weak or inactive condition of the Kid neys, Liver, and Bowels. It acts gently, strengthens the organs on which it acts, and awakens them to a healthy activity.? For aale by Simpson, Beed & Co. ; ? Governor Martin, of Kansas, is charged with the grave offence of having Used "have saw? in a recent message. S & LANGSTON. BILL ARP Has Something to say era the Tariff Ques? tion. We are tired?-very tired. We want some protection against the tariff. We want a little time to rest and digest. The people are torn all to pieces, and no two are alike in their views. In fact, there is hardly any one alike. I am not alike myself and I believe I had rather pay my part and take a receipt and quit. The. whole thing is in a tangle. The Constitution interviewed six men the other day and they all differed. If the differences were small we could compro? mise, but they are not. I believe that the politicians are making more fuss than the people. If yon want to hear argu? ment just circulate around these people who haven't got anything else to do. Get about three lawyers and two editors and one doctor and two or three gentle? manly loafers together, and they will make the fur fly from the tariff. But it takes a candidate for the Legislature to j illuminate it. I overheard one talking to some farmers to day and I couldn't tell which side be was on. He said "if" and "provided" and "however" so often that I was reminded of old Squire McGinnis, who charged the jury that "if the c?w was on the track in the train's time, or the train was on the track in the cow's time, then they must find for the cow, provided they, could reconcile the evidence, and if they believed the lawyer on the cow's side, or the lawyer on the train's side, or nary one, or both just as they pleased, then in that case they should find for the cow. Bat if the cow broke oat of the paster with malice aforethought and jumped on the track in front of the bulgine, then they most find for the cow?-and my costs are- two dol-I lars and thirty-one and a quarter cents." The people who work hard for a living haven't got time to fool with the tariff. They lose more than they make by it. I knew a man over in Borne who lost, a whole week running about town trying I to have a man beaten for mayor because he was in favor of building an academy and taxing the people to pay for it. He just quit his work and cavorted about, saying it would ruin the hard working people to pay so mach tax. ? I figured up bis part and it was. just forty-five cents,, and so I gave him. a dollar and told him to hush. Cobe. says he don't, know nothin' about the dogon thing no h?w, I and he don't 'keer,' and he thanks the j Lortrey_ery night that he is out of jail. The rich ibtke^w.ho want to get richer seem very mach conc?rn?'! fuisX?jir the wages Of ithe poor laborers will comer down. . I like that. It shows their humanity, their sympathy. I reckon that is the reason Mr. Candler is so mad about the redaction on marble. He is afraid that marble company over in Cherokee will cut down the wages of the men who are at work at the quarries. I wonder if ;we hadenjt: better let the.; whole thing alone and" let that surplus get bigger and bigger and divide it oat among the States. Just let the money go round and round like the rivers run into the sea and the sea evaporates into clouds and the clouds send down the rain and keep the rivers going all the time. Georgia would, get about five ? millions a: year^that way arid it?.wo|la|T baild a good school house at every cross roads and pay the teachers and work all the roads and. baild all the bridges. There are so many different interests all aver the vast country that we can never harmonize on a tariff bill, but we could agree on a division among the States and the poor people would get the largest benefit. I am willing to that right now, and I know that Cobe is. When Uncle Sam gets rich he ought, to divide with the boys. Of coarse he oaghteot to'get rich off of the boys, bat they are quarrel-j ing all the time, and I reckon the old man had better tax them until they hush and give his money totbpse who make the least fuss and need it the most. Such as me and Cobe, for instance. Bat, then, all this is Utopian nonsense and Arcadian simp]icity, for Uncle Sain I is not going to do' any such thing; Ran? dall and Carlisle won't let him. They are the biggest boys in the school, and rather quarrel than not, and so we will have to let them and their followers fight it out. I reckon we can stand it. Sup? pose the marble is high; we won't want tombstones until we die, and as for mar? ble top bureaux and washstands, we can do without them a while longer. It is not the tariff that worries us.- It is these every* day expenses that n ever stop. There is no tariff on wood or coal, or meat, or'bread, or coffee, or school bills, or music lessons, or going to every fool show tbat comes along. There is no tariff on Methodist concerts, or Presbyte? rian- suppers, or Episcopal;an bazaars; but we have to go to them ail the came, and haven't a bit of protection from the j young ladies or the old ones. They go for ns, and get all our change and pay us off in smiles. Some of our churches take up collection twice a day besides the Sunday school, and are threatening to pass around the hat at prayer meeting. There is no tariff on the cook or the washerwoman, and when they want pro? tection they strike or quit. Then is no tariff on keeping a horse or a cow or three or four dogs. None on beef or pork, or chickens, or oysters, or fish, or potatoes, or turnip greens. I think we can dodge the tariff, and get along pretty well. Most of us are going to ppend all we make anyhow. And so we are happy, it don't matter much about the luxuries. Not long ago I visited the home of a. good old man in Alabama, and his strong, healthy, handsome girls showed me their handiwork?a great pile of woolen counterpanes woven in beautiful patterns, and there was no tariff on them. The old man and the boys were clad in home made jeans, and almost everything in the bouse and oat on the sapper table, came from their own industry, and the family were happy and content. And this reminds me of an aged patri? arch I met over there who was in the nineties. He came to see me to talk about the old times when he lived in old Gwinnet about fifty years ago, and be seemed to think that I was about his age and. knew everybody that he used to know. His dim and watery eyes glis? tened as he eagerly inquired about the friends- of his .youth. "How is your father," said he. "My father is dead," said I, "he died about fourteen years ago." The old man looked surprised and disappointed. "And Nathan Huth ina, how is he." "He is dead too," said I, "And Dr. Bussell and Mattie and John Thompson." "All dead a long time ago, thirty years and more," said I. The old man seemed to be in a.sad sweet dream of the past as he once more inquired, ;"Is Billy Nesbet dead, too ?" "Yes," said I. "And Thoma3 H. Jones," I bowed my head. "Well, what about John Mills and Bony Mackin and Billy Baugh and the Austins?" "All dead," said I. The old man wiped the water from bis eyes and said, "I knowd all them, and they are all dead. 1 knowd a good many more but I reckon it's no use?no use. Everybody is dead but me." "Did you know George Lumpkin," said I. "Of course I did?of coarse. He's dead, too, I reckon." "No," said I. "He is a live man?a very live man?about as old as you are, and more active. He is living in Borne and goes squirrel hunting and shoots without glasses. I saw him the other day and he said he conld heat me a foot race and I expect he could." This comforted the old man and he told about hunting poBsums with George and how George had over forty in a pen and fed them like feeding hogs. "I used to live over there in Gwio nett," said he. "I moved there from Athens." He called it A-thens with a long A. "I went to school to Fulton along with Howell Cobb. Did you know Fulton?" "No," said I, "but I knew .his children and grandchildren." "Well, did you know Howell Cobb?" "Ah, yes," said I, "I knew him. well." The old man smiled as he said, "I always loved Howell; he was a mighty kind* hearted hoy; I have played billiards with Howell, but 'we dideot mean any harm by it. No, we were boys then. We just played sometimes?we never bet anything. I loved Howell Cobb. I was sorry when he died. They read it to me in the papers just after the war. And what about the Doughertys and Junius Hillyer?" "All dead," said I. Then the old man got back to old Gwinnett and talked about old Fitzsimmons, who built the granite jail, and how seven Indiana were put in and burrowed out like rabbits, and bow he saw Tom Cham? bers hung and Captain Germany's com? pany go off to fight the Creeks at Shep? herd's plantation. How lonely that old man feels. I pit? ied him as I trust somebody will pity me if I live so long. As he left me with measured steps and slow, Tom Moore's beautiful lines came to me; and I almost murmured "i feel like one who treads alone Some banquet kali?deserted? Whose lights are fled; whose Garlands dead ; And all but me departed." How small the world is to him?how old and-shrunken. How few are his wants?the - tariff does not trouble him, and it will not trouble any of us long. But still we are troubled about the split and the dissensions in our party. The Republicans are rejoicing over the tangle. They couldent make a tariff if they had the power, and I wish our boys would turn.them, loose and let them try, just to see the fun. They -would quarrel over it worse than we-are doing, but they can agree on fighting and denouncing everything we dOi Then let us quit fuss? ing and agree on something and do it if the world comes to an end. Our people up here in North Georgia are not mad at all, for the bill as reported, don't hurt our iron industries. So let it pass and pass quick before some feller tacks on an amendment that will hurt us. Bill Arp. ? A-Stupendous Drain. In a lettter which was published in the Baltimore Sun a few days ago, Gen. Bradley Johnson has collected together some information, derived from the last annual report of the commissioner of pensions, which affords very interesting reading for the -people of the Southern. States at least. The official record tells its own story and requires but little com? ment. Since 1865 there has been paid out of the national treasury the enormous sum of $870,000,000 for pensions alone, the amount annually distrbuted on this ac? count rising from $13,459,996 in 1865 to $74,815,485 in 1887. The population of the United States in 1880 was 50,000,000f which indicates and average-of $17 per capita paid for pensions since 1865. The population is now about 60,000,000; the average per capita paid last year was therefore a little over $1.20. These statements and calculations are of inter? est to the people of the whole country; the special interest for the taxpayer in the South consists in what follows, The population of the Southern States is about one-third of the whole popula? tion of the country. Since 1865, there? fore, these States have actually paid in taxes for pension the sum of $296,000,000, of which amount $25,000,000 net was paid last year, and will continue to be paid yearly for a long time, with no pros? pect of change save in the way of the increase which is constantly demanded. Of this annual subsidy of $25,000,000, only about five cents on the dollar is re? turned to the States from which it is derived. * * * * * The result shows that these State? paid in taxes for pensions last year about $25,000,000 more tban they received on account of payments made to their own citizens. Cap:talized at 3 per cent., this represents a fund of $833,000,000, which, as Gen. Johnson says, "is the indemni? ty for th civil war actually levied on the Southern'States," after they had lost, by the war, "in slaves emancipated, credits, stocks and property destroyed," more than $6,000,000,000.?Charleston Mies and Courier. ? The Boman Catholic Church has in our country 154 hospitals, with 80,000 inmates ; 320 asylum*, with 40,000 in? mates ; cares for 20,000 orphans; has 124 Jesuit and oth er colleges and institutions of high grade, with 19,000 students of all classes under instructions and its church building and other edifices number about 4,000, with a seating capacity of 3,000 000. .NDERSON, S. C., TJ THE MOUNTAINEER'S HOME. A Description of the Abode of a Georgia Moonshiner. From the Athens, Ga. Banner- Watchman. Did you ever visit one of those humble little homes in northeast Georgia, that nestles at the foot of some spur of the Blue Ridge ? I do not reter to one oi the prosperous farm-houses you often see on the road? side, where summer tourists are^wont to spend the day or night; but I mean for you to leave the public highway, and fol? lowing one of those trails that lead directly over a mountain ridge and carry you to a little settlement that seems en? tirely cut off from the outside world. During my recent trip through White County I had occasion to spend the night at one of these rude homes, and will endeavor, for the entertainment of the Banner- Watchman readers, to draw a penportrait of it. I do not, in my de? scription, refer to one of the wretched little huts of one room, where hunger and misery guard the. door, but the abode of a mountaineer of average means and thrift. The house stands in a clearing of some ten or fifteen or twenty acres, comprising a narrow strp of bottom land on the banks of a little stream or branch, while the rest of the cultivated ground gently slopes upon the mountain side. The house is built of logs, the cracks either stopped with mortar made of clay or by split boards nailed over them. There are generally two rooms in the house, and the one I am about to describe had a rude porch in front used as a storage place for agricultural implements, as also a eaddle and bridle. A winding path of about fifty yard8 carries you to a bold spring, from which the family bring their water for domestic purposes. Tou summons the lord of this manor at the gate by a loud "halloa." He is generally found in the house or around the premises attending to some minor duties. The stranger is kindly received and seldom refused shelter or entertain? ment. Shortly after I had dismounted and seen my horse attended to, two pale, sickly-looking women came to the gate, each driving a little bull calf attached to a plough. They seemed thoroughly wearied out and touched my sympathy. They were dressed in cloth spun and woved by their own bands. Their heads were protected by oldfashioned sun bonnets, and their shoes badly worn. Pretty soon they were joined by a young mountaineer, apparently about 25 years old, with an axe on his shoulder. He was six feet tall, a remarkably handsome man, and proved to be tbe husband of one of the women, while the older was his mother. Introductions among this class are unknown, and if you wish to know a man or a woman'sjname, you are at perfect liberty to gratify your curiosi? ty by. asking them tbe question. I was as kindly received and treated as hospitably as their means allowed. On entering the door of tbe house I found myself stunned for an instant by receiving a severe blow upon the fore? head. I then discovered?what I after? wards found to be a custom among mountaineers?that in cutting tbe door, at least one more log should have been taken out: and unless you humbly bowed your head you are reminded of the in civilty by a bump on the forehead. In spite of the fact that the mountains abound in wood, you very seldom find a good fire. The wood don't burn as read? ily as the growth of middle Georgia, and when hauled up it is left exposed to the rain until ready for use. There is a scarcity of chairs in most all the mountain bouses, there generally being only enough for the adult members of the family.' The visitor, however, is given the most comfortable seat, while the family find accommodation on tbe beds and boxes in the room. The wealth of a moun? taineer seems to rest in bed quilts, and yon see'these coverings piled up in the corner of the room as high ns your bead. When these people have superfluous money, instead of investing it in stock or bonds, they go to tbe nearest 3tore and purchase calico with which to make more quilts. When one of the girls marry, this is her principal dowry. You find tbe room filled with beds, and they are stuck everywhere it is possible to place one. Their literature is of the crudest kind, consisting of several Grier's almanacs, dating back a cumber of years, and perhaps two or three odd volumes of old novels or a well thumbed school book. Thej are never read, however, for when I opened one or two of the books, I found on a shelf in the room, they were covered with a thick coat of dust. The room is decidedly uncomfor? table. There are numerous cracks in the floor and walls, through which tbe keen wind whistles. Tbe meals are prepared in the other rooms at an open fireplace, where is also kept the loom and spinniDg wheel. You are given a seat at tbe table, but the chair you occupy is so low that your plate is about on a level with your chin, and eating is a decidedly disagreeable undertaking. You are given a greasy old knife with one side of the handle broken off, and a fork with a single prong. Your plate is the oldstyle blue rimmed crockery, with a dirty crack nearly through it. The table-cloth has been stained yellow with the numerous meals eaten upon it since tbe last wash? day, and it is stiff enough to stand alone on its corners. Fried hog's meat, float? ing in grease, is invariably Herved, and this is passed to you in the skillet, from which you are expected to help yourself. Tbe piece of corn bread is also paesed by hand, and as it is several inches thick and cooked very hard, it requires a pretty strong grip of the fingers to break it. If you are given coffee, it is nothing but weakened water. If there is butter on the table, it is a white, pethy Btuff. While you are eating, two or three children, who are engaged in sopping out the frying-pan, get into a fight in which the head .of the house and old lady is pretty apt to take a hand before peace iB restor? ed. When bedtimo comes one of the beds in the room is pointed out as your place of repose. Perhaps there are several females in the room, and you of course wait for them to retire before disrobing EURSDAY MORNIN f jr the night. You will, however, find yourBelf disappointed. No more atten? tion is paid to your presence by these women than were you a log of wood, and they will keep their seats by the fire smoking and dipping snuff. When you have retired they will go to sleep in another bed in the same room, and per? haps not removed two feet from the one you occupy. Even when there are two rooms to a house, all the beds will fre? quently be placed in one apartment, to be occupied by the entire family and their guests. A mountain bed, however, is far from being a downy couch of ease. The ticks are stuffed with straw or shucks that have collected into lumps as hard as pine knots, fiilows are seldom used, but when you find one it is like resting your head on a rock. The quilts are kept more for an ornament than use, and you wake up in tbe night shivering with an icy gust of wind coming through a crack in the wall about on a level with your body. The next morning on asking your bill you will find tbe inevitable charge to be ?it matters not what was your fare or accommodations?twenty-five cents for each meal, bed and horse feed. Tbe mountaineer cares very little about what the outside world is doing, and you may tell one a piece of news six months old and it will be freBh to him. They are generally very illiterate, few being able to write their names, and their queer manner of speech mystifies and amuses an educated person. As I stated, however, these people are hospitable and kind. Some of the best soldiers in the Confederate army were selected from among these mountaineers, and if they were taught habits of indus? try and thrift and properly educated would make a superior class of citizens. Of course in this description I refer only to the rudest class of inhabitants'of our mountain counties?those who form the typical moonshiner. It is indeed an interesting and instructive study to visit the homes of these people and see how they live. Respectable Rascality. Is there any such thing as a respect? able rascality ? This seems at first glance somewhat paradoxical, but on reflection it will be seen that there is in modern society such a thing. Only-few who are classed as practition? ers under this head are ever stigmatised with the appellation, but every consci? entious, thinking man is ready to admit that there ia such a thing, and that re? spectable rascality is but the fruitage of some man who is really a respectable rascal. Successful rascality is always respect? able, and whenever government legalizes it by any enactment she only increases inducements, aud educates her subjects to look upon trickery and sharp games as accomplisments, and the man who suc? ceeds best is tbe aggressive and worthy citizen. After this state of affairs assumes respectable proportions and be? comes the ruling sentiment of the coun? try, backed up by the recognized govern? ment, then the effect is appalling. It intimidates good people, and many who are outspoken on all subjects, where wrong is not respectable, are struck dumb with silence, because of tbe fearful odds in favor of what they believe to be crim? inally wrong. It is always questionable as to the wisdom of legislating on any evil which only looks to the protection of isolated cases. Such legislation always ends in flooding the country with deception, and in the building of a fortification of pro? tection around respectable rascals. The creation of special or separate property rights in marriage, the home? stead law, and various other modes of protecting supposed cases, have become schools of high grade, from which come numerous full-fledged rascals annually. The country is always in a dangerous state when wholesale evils are prompted and rascality protected until it succeeds; when a man can buy goods under false pretence, and when charged with the crime can get a verdict of the jury in his favor; when he can deceive his neighbor and the law defend him ; when he can get in debt to scores of people, and the law say you need not pay unless you choose to do bo,?when he can do this and still more, and then be a hail fellow well met by tbe leaders of society. He pays poll tax only, lives in a fine house, runs a big plantation, talks pol? itics with a conceited air, and ia perfectly willing to set a juryman on a petty case of theft to judge of the guilt of some poor wretch who has been charged with stealing a hog. The law protects him, and be faces the public with the conceit of a sage and the cheek of a locomotive. He is always ready to criticise other people about small matters, but never seems to know himself or to know that be is known to others. His own life is a smuggle and a swindle, and yet he would have the pub? lic to adopt bim as a standard of honesty and respectability. He wishes to be con? sidered as the "pillow of propriety." His is the affected air of an "Israelite in whom there is no guile."?Lowndesville Advertiser. A Prisoner's Little Joke. "I had a funny experience once," said a youDg farmer. "When a boy, I con? fess, I was pretty green. I lived with my father upon u farm near Columbus, and used to haul wood into the city and Bell it for him. One day I had entered town with my customary load, when, as I passed a large building, some oue poked his heard partly out of a window and asked if tbe 'wood was for sale, I replied in the affirmative. 'Well, throw over this fence/ came back from the upper window. "The house was surrounded by a high wall, but I managed to pitch it over and then went round to the front for my pay. I could not get in ; I hammered and called in vaiD, when some passer by, attracted by my frantic efforts to gain an entrance, inquired what was the matter and informed me that the building was the jail. One of the prisoners had played a joke upon me. I could not get my money or the wood back and returned home with empty wagon and pockets." [G, MARCH 22, 188* The Inflncnce of a Mother's Prayers, More than thirty years ago, one lovely Sabbath morning, eight young men, stu? dents in a law school, were walking along the banks of a stream that flows into the Potomac river, not far from the city of Washington. They were going to a grove in a retired place to speod the hours of that holy day in playing cards. Each of them had a flask of wine in his pocket. They were the sons of praying mothers. As they were walking along amusing each other with idle jests, the bell of a church in a little village about two miles off, began to ring. It sounded in the ears of these thoughtless young men as plainly as though it were only on the other side of the little stream along which they were walking. Presently one of their nnmber, whond name was George, stopped, and said to the friend nearest him that he would go no further, but would return to the vil? lage, and go to church. His friend called ont to their companious, who were a lit? tle ahead of him, "Boys! boys! come back here. George is getting religious. We must help bim. Come on and let us baptize him by immersion in the wa? ter." In a moment they formed a circle around him. They told him that the only way in which he could save himself from having a cold bath was by going with them. In' a calm, quiet, but ear? nest way, he said: "I know very well that you have pow? er enough to put me in the water, and bold me there till I am drowned; and if you choose, you can do so, and I will make no resistance ; but listen to what I have to say, and then do as you think best. "You all know that I am two hundred miles away from home ; but you do not know that my mother is a helpless, bed? ridden invalid. I never remember seeing her out of bed. I am her youngest child. My father could not afford to pay for my schooling ; but our teacher is a warm friend of my father, and offered to take me without any charge. He was very anxious for me to come ; but moth? er would not consent. The struggle cost her what little life was left to her. At length after many prayers on the subject, she yielded, and said I might go. The preparations for my leaving home were soon made. My mother never said a word to me on the subject till the morn? ing when I was to leave. After I had eaten my breakfast she sent for me, and asked if everything was ready. I told her all was ready and I was only wailing for the stage. At her request I kneeled beside her bed. With her loving hands upon my head, she prayed for her young? est child. Many and many a night since then I have dreamed that whole scene over. It is the happiest recollec? tion of my life. I believe, till the day of my death, I shall be able to repeat every word of that prayer. Then she spoke to me thus: . "My precious boy, do not know, yoo never can know, the agony of a mother's heart, in parting for the last time, from her youngest child. When you leave home, you will have looked, for the lost time, this side of the grave, on the face of her who loves you as no other mortal does or can. Your father cannot afford the expense of your making us visits during the two years that your studies will occupy. I cannot possibly live as long as that. The sands in the hour glass of my life have nearly run out. In the far-off strange place to which you are going, there will be no loving mother to. give you counsel in time of trouble. Seek counsel and help from God. Every Sab? bath morning, from ten to eleven o'clock, I will spend the hour in prayer for you. Wherever you may be daring this sacred hour, when you bear the church-bells ringing, let your thoughts come back to this chamber, where your dying mother will be agonizing in prayer for you. But I hear the stage coming. Kiss me? farewell!' "Boys, I never expect to see my moth? er again on earth. But, by the help of God, I mean to meet her in heaven." As George stopped speaking the tears were streaming down his cheeks. He looked at bis companions. Their eyes were all filled with tears. In a moment the ring which they had formed about him was opened. He passed out, and went to church. He had stood np for the right against great odds. They admired him for doing what they had no courage to do. They all followed bim to church. On their way there each of them quietly threw away his cards and bis wine flask. Never again did any of these young men play cards on the Sab? bath. From that day all became changed men. Six of them died Christians, and are now in heaven. George is an able Christian lawyer, in Iowa ; and his friend, the eighth of the party, who wrote this account, has been for many years an earnest, active member of the church. Here were eight men converted by the prayers of that good Christian woman. And, if we only knew all the results of their examples and their labors we should have a good illustration of the influence of a mother's prayers. A Pretty "Business" Story. A rather pretty little story, which has the merit of being true, is interwoven with the history of one of the largest grocery homes in the city. ItB 'o jnder, one of pittsburg's Pioneers, before he went the way of all flesh, set forth in bis will that at his death the store should be stocked with a complete assortment of the goods carried by the firm and that the store and contents should then be turned over to the chief clerk. This was done. The clerk whose merits won for him thissubstantial recognition continued the business with unvarying success until a few years ago, when he retired. Not, however, before following the example set by his predecessor and employer. The freshly stocked store was turned over to his chief right-hand man, and if the latter is true to the custom of the house he will do the same- for his successor.? Pittsburg Bulletin. ? The young man who would waste time kissing a girl's hand would eat the brown paper bag and leave the hot-house grapes for some one else. J. A Chapter on Accidents, Very early in life the duty of acting instead of screaming in cases of pressing emergencies, should be instilled into the minds of the young. Presence of mind in cases requiring instant attention is a vir? tue rarely cultivated, notwithstanding all that ha9 been said and written on its im? portance. A young girl in one of our western schools, surrounded by her pupils, heard a rumbling noise, and looking from a win? dow saw a dark funnel-shaped cloud swiftly approaching. She understood its meaning; and though her heart nearly stopped beating, she turned her whke face'to the children, who as yet were ignorant of danger, and said calmly : "Children we have often talked of visiting the 'Hermit's Cave.' Let us take a little time, and make that visit this morning. Fall into rank and march in double quick time to it now. I will bring up the rear with the little ones." Before she was through speaking the older scholars had taken the lead, and without speaking, the mouth of the cave was gained just as the pillar of cloud came roaring across the prairie. The children began to scream as the air grew thick with dust and broken timbers, but a few quiet words from tbe young teacher induced them to enter the dark cave, where they remained in safety until tbe roaring and rumbling of the storm had ceased. When they ventured out into the sunshine nothing but a heap of stones and splintered timbers remaiued to show where tbe school house had stood. Had the young teacher, communicated her alarm to the children, a panic would have ensued, and the results would have been most disastrous. A few years ago in a school I attended a young girl fainted and fell to the floor. In a moment the teacher had raised her to a sitting posture, and the frightened children crowded around her, wringing their bands and crying. In the midst of the confusion a young miss of a dozen years came to the rescue by stretching the unconscious girl fiat upon her back. In a quiet firm voice she said, Mary has only fainted, and you must stand back and give her air. Instantly the circle that had formed about her widened, tbe win? dows were thrown open, and the young commander in a quick, calm manner pro? ceeded to remove all the compression about the chest of her patient. Applying ammonia to the nostrils of the prostrate girl, she waited patiently for signs of re? turning animation, and soon we bad tbe satisfaction of knowing that Mary was quite herself again. "Who taught you to act so promptly, Sarah?" inquired the teacher when her alarm had subsided. "Long ago my little brother fell from the landing at- the top of the stairs to tbe hall below, striking bis head upon the banisters in the descent. Thinking him dead, the nurse picked him up and began tossing him about. Mother took him from her arms and laid him upon tbe floor, setting the door wide open to give him air. Soon he began to breathe regu? larly, and then mother told us that when people fainted or were knocked senseless by blows about tbe head, they should be laid upon their backs with their heads a little lower than their bodies. As fainting is caused by tbe failure of the heart to supply the brain with blood, no one need be at a loss to understand tbe advantage gained by the prostrate position; yet in spite of this fact people still continue to pile pillows under tbe beads of their fainting friends, while the child who has received a blow on the head is jolted about roughly, or carried in an upright posture, as if blood could run up hill more easily than down.* A little girl of eight who had been trained what to do in case of fire, was so unfortunate as to drop a match on her cotton apron. Almost immediately the blaze flashed up in her face. Without a cry or a pause she threw herself face downward on the carpet, clapped her hands over her mouth and nose, closed her eyes, and rolled over and over on the thick woolen rug. Hearing tbe unusual noise, her father hurried upstairs in time to put out the smoldering fire. Tbe child's apron was in ashes, the front of her dress badly scorched, but beyond a few slight burns on the bands the brave girl was uninjured. When questioned about her conduct, she said, "Mamma has told me over and over to lie down on the blaze and stop my mouth, so as not to swallow the smoke, should I catch fire. I knew I would be burned up if I started to run. A patient in the dental chair failed to rally from the depressing effects of chlo? roform, and the physician who was hasti? ly summoned, with, the help of the attendant, dragged him to the door and began dashing snow upon his face. Tbe weakened action of the heart gave out, and ths patient lay back limp and appa? rently lifeless in their hands. "Stand him on his head; that's the way father does when tbey don't come round right," said a young lad who had been attracted to the door by the unusual stir. So the man was turned upside down until signs of returning life were manifest. By that time the boy's father, who was one of the leading physicians of the place, arrived, and his son's timely directions was followed by proper medical treat? ment. Last Winter a party of school boys were skating on the Muskingum River. The ice was supposed to be perfectly safe, until its treachery was revealed by the sudden disappearance of one of the lads* Fortunately he grasped the edge of the solid ice, and managed to keep himself from being drawn undc-neath by the current, which at that plac was unusual? ly swift. His comrades became panic stricken, and ran hither and thither, unable to render him the least assistance Luckily a farmer's lad passing by wit? nessed tbe accident, and hurried to tbe rescue by dragging a couple of hoop poles in reach of the drowning boy. "Grasp each of them firmly, and crawl out if you can," he said coolly, as he crawled along cautiously in the direction of the thin ice. "How did you happen to think of the hoop-poles, Frank?" asked one of the frightened boys, when the danger was over. "I can never think of anything in the right time." VOLTJMI "You must learn to think, and to act, too," said Frank, impatiently. "What good would the poles have done after Charlie had been drawn beneath the ice ?" A few weeks ago this same Frank saved the life of a man who chanced in some way to sever an artery. Tying his handkerchief tightly between the wound and heart he procured a stout stick, and placing it under the bandage, twisted it firmly nntil the arterial flow was checked. His capability consists, not in knowing more than other boys of bis age, but in keeping his wits about him and acting promptly as sudden danger demands.? Christian at Work. The Farmers' Alliance. The Farmers' Alliance is an organiza? tion which had its origin in the State of Texas about ten years ago. In that State it has grown rapidly and taken a deep and strong bold which augurs well for its future success. Interest in it has been maintained from the beginning, and after the lapse of ten years it is found to be still growing in,numbers and influence. It has spread into other States of the South, and in Louisiana and North Caro? lina it has met with unusual success. The last named State has been well or? ganized and has several hundred sub alliances which count their membership by tens of thousands. In South Carolina, so.far, little has been done towards the establishment of the organization in the various counties. In Marion County several sub alliances have been established, and a county alliance has been pefected. With the exception of one sub-alliance in Horry no other branches of the organization have been planted in the State. The speed of the organization and its growing influence in the community give it a power and prominence that demand and deserve more than a passing notice. A careful study of the constitution of the General Alliance will fail to reveal one thing to which reasonable objection can be made. Its objects, aims and pur? poses are strictly legitimate. More than this they are laudable, and if they are carried out in the manner and spirit contemplated by the original leaders of the organization they can but promote the interest of the agricultural class in every community. Its members are banded together for mutual improvement, for education, for the cultivation of a non-partisan spirit and to suppress personal, local, sectional and national prejudices and all unhealth ful rivalry and selfish ambition. There can be no more laudable pur? pose than is in an organization of this nature. There is no disposition to an? tagonize other classes of people. The spirit of the organization is friendly to all professions and vocations of men. Its primary object, of course, is to improve the condition of the farmers of the coun? try and to promote their interests as much as may be possible, but it does not I seek the consummation of this end by working barm and injury to others. It re cognizes the rights and privileges of other classes of citizens and inculcates and seeks to enforce the respect due to every class and individual of society. The Alliance deprecates and seeks to minify the prejudice which exists, or is supposed to exist, between the different classes of men, and while it seeks prima? rily the good of one class its ultimate object.is the good of all the people with? out respect to class or occupation. There is no hostility to either merchant, law? yer or banker and no disposition or desire to do aught that would injure the legitimate business of these or other classes.?Pee-Dee Index. Mrs. Cleveland In Curomos. Washington, D. C. March. 5.?Sev? eral days ago Representative Thomas, of Illinois, who has been an invalid for some months, stepped into an avenue drugstore. While the salesman was ex? ecuting the Congressman's order the lat? ter espied a large chromo lithograph of Mrs. Cleveland, which was used to advertise the curative powers of a partic? ular nostrum. Captain Thomas is a Republican and personally acquainted with the inmates of the White House, but his indignation was aroused that any lady's picture should be used for so vulgar and improp? er a purpose. Nor was be at all back? ward in expressing this indignation in vigorous language, in course of which he assured the druggist that before many days be would introduce a bill in Con? gress making it a misdemeanor to public? ly display any woman's picture after that fashion. True to his promise, Captain Thomas prepared the bill, which will be presented as a special privilege upon the assemb? ling of the House to-morrow. The full text of the bill is as follows: a bill to pbotect ladies. "Whereas the wives, daughters, moth? ers and sisters of American citizens, in? cluding leading officials of the several States and Territories are entitled to protection from the vl jar and unauthor? ized use of their likenesses, produced or reproduced by photographs, lithographs, chromos or other manner or processes for advertising purposes; and "Whereas the likeness or representa? tion of the wife of the President of the United States, with a coarse and ques? tionable inscription thereunder, is now being used as an advertisement for some patent medicine at present offered for sale in the nation's capital and elsewhere to the detriment of society, decency and morality; therefore "Be it enacted, etc., That any person or persons, for themselves or others, or for any corporation, who shall publicly exhibit, use or employ the likeness 01 representation of any female living 01 dead, who ia or was the wife, daughter mother or sister of any citizen of the United States, without the consent in writing of the person whose likeness it to be so used, shall be guilty of high misdemeanor, and shall, upon indict ment, be fined not less than $500 noi more than $5,000 and stand imprisoned until the fine and costs are paid." ? Wealth may bring luxuries, bui luxuries do not bring happiness. 1 XXIIL- -NO. 37. A Visit to Pompeii. It was oa a bright, sunny day that I drove from Vesuvius to Pompeii. The city, it will be remembered, was buried beneath twenty feet of volcanic and pumice stone just eighteen hundi years ago. About the middle of the century it was rediscovered, and eve since its excavation has been prosecut with varying energy. A larger part now been disinterred, and tbe result is revelation of tbe conditions of ole Roman life, such as is exhibited nowhe else. The houses, of course, are roofless, having been ignited by the red hot ashes and scoria. But their internal arranj meets, their painting and their content are preserved. It indnces a strange sen' sation to walk the narrow streets, of this long-buried city?they vary from fourteen to twenty-four feet wide?to observe the ruls made by the cart wheels eighteen centuries ago, and to see the stepping stones across the strees, with the marks of horses' hoofs. On either side are 8mall shops, just like those of Naples to? day, for the sale of bread, meat, oil, wine, drugs and other articles. The signs of the storekeepers can, in places, be seen, and even the stains of the wine cups on the marble counters. A barber shop,' a soap factory, a taunery, a fuller's shop, a '?' bakery, with eighty loves of bread in the oven, and several mills, have also been found. At street corners are stone fonn- ?>* tains, worn smooth by lengthened use. The dwelling houses have a vestibule opening on the street, sometimes with the word Salve?Welcome?or the figure" of a dog in moeaic on the floor, with the"^| words Cave Canem?Beware ol the Dog; t% Within was an open court, surrounded by bed rooms, kitchen, triclinium, or dining room, etc. The walls and col-^'; umns are beautifully painted in brighU colors, chiefly red and yellow, and adorned with beautiful frescoes of scenes 3 in tbe mythic history of the pagan gods ' and goddesses, landscapes, etc In public places will be read election - placards and wall scribblings of idhal school boys. Opposite one shop is the__ warning, in Latin: "This is noplace v for lounging ; idler, depart." TbepubliwM forum, the basilica, or court ofjusticeJM with its cells for prisoners; the temples of the gods, with their shrines and., images, their altars stained with incense ; ; smoke, and the chambers of the priests; the theatres, with stage, corridore, rows \;; of marble seats?one will hold 5,00fl3H another 20,000 persons; the public baths,. with niches for holding the clothes and? toilet articles, marble basins, for hot andjH cold water, etc.; the street of tombs, lined with the monuments of the dead, " and-the ancient city walls and gates, may ? all be seen almost as they were when the. wrath of heaven descended on the guilty city. About two thousand persons are sup? posed to have perished in its ruins. In the house of Diomedes the bodies of seventeen women and children were found crowded together. At the ;arden gate was discovered the skeleton of the pro? prietor, with the key in his hand, and near him a slave with money and jewels, ; . In the gladiators' barracks were found - ' sixty-three Skeletons, three of them in prison, with iron stocks on their feet. In the museum are preserved several casts of the ill-fated inhabitants in the attitude of flight, and in the very death struggle. Among these are a young girl with a - ring on her finger, a man lying on his""" side, with remarkable well preserved features, and others. The very texture . ;? of tbe dress may be seen. The sight of this dead city, called forth from its grave of centuries, made the old Roman life more vivid and real to me than all the classic reading I had ever done.?Pleasy ant Hours. -_- ; Hewitt on the S jlld South. At a recent meeting of the Southern ? Society of New York, Mr. Hewitt's speech?;; was the event of the evening. Among other things he said: "I have at last met the Solid South. I like it. Your noble sons of that sunny iand must be a pretty solid set of fellows, for I notice you thrive here where only > the fittest survive, and I fancy if you all betook yourselves back home New York. would suffer decidedly from a sense of, . goneness, and we would have to apply to the "Wise men of the East" to tell us how to fill the vacuum. I have heard a great deal about the lost cause of the \; South. I tell you, my fellow-citizens, you lest no cause. You walked through the ' valley of the shadow of death, but you' came out in tbe resurrection morn. Glo? rified by trial and ennobled by suffering you awoke to a consciousness of the vast resources with which God enriches your land, and you are now heroically building np the waste places, and enriching your? selves. Go on! I bid you God speed. Tbe day you were re-admitted to the Union New England lost her best change monopolizing the manufacturing interests " of this land, and Pennsylvania coal and iron mines were bcomed to overwhelming ' competition. Ere this century closes I believe the South will be the richest sec? tion of our common country." She Wants New Teeth, Albany, Ga., March 12.?"I have seen a good many cheeky things in my experience," said an Albany druggist yesterday, "but one of tbe worst is the lady who is going around town getting up Hubscriptions for the purpose of buy? ing herself a new set of false teeth." It is a fact that a female, apparently from a small neighborhood in one of. the ad? joining counties, is actually soliciting help here in Albany for the purpose of procuring a new set of molars. Her list is beaded with a subscription of five dollars, then follow a list of donations of ten and fifteen cents all opposite the modest signatures of "cash." Very few moved into good humor by the assurance of the whole affair refuse to contribute their mite and it is evident that the country lady will masticate her hog and hominy with a new set of grinders. ? The largest cotton mill in the world is said to be located at Kranholm, ?n Russia. The establishment contains 340 ,000 spindles and 3,200 looms, disposes - of a. force of 6,300 horse power and gives employment to 7,000' hands.