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- BY CLINKSCALES & LANGSTON. WE GIVE YOU, ONE AND ALL, A Cordial Invitation to come and inspect] our ? SPRING, 1890 "Will long be remembered for its Pretty Goods, and we have used every means to select for yon only the Choicest things of the Season! Our Millinery Department We are Proud Of! EaCH day brings orders from .the neighboring Towns of Greenville, Seneca, Bel ton, Spartanburg and other Towns. Several orders have been received from . other States. Why is tbis? Simply because we carry the largest Stock of Milli ry in Upper Carolina. We can fit yon up with as stylish a HAT aa can be built in any of the larger cities.' Trimmed Hats from 25c u p. Flowers, Ribbons and Laces in endless variety. Leghorn and Lace Flats are favorites for the little ones. ThoFamous Ribbon Hat?New York's latest fad?is oar specialty. Be sore and see oar French Pattern Hats. - \ Lf this Department you will' find always on hand' a complete stock of Butte riek's Pattern?. We are Butterick's agent for Anderson, and you can't buy them except, through ub. ABBESS G-OOZDS. ? '".j-' .? This Department is replete with all the choice things of the Season. French Pattern Suits at $8.50, $10.00, $12.50 and $15.00. A Lady buying one of these will have the only one of the kind, as they are all different. Trimmings to match all shades. Mohairs in all the popular shades, . Half wool Dress Goods at 7\z. "WHITE GOODS. This Department is pur pet?we are always tempted to buy pretty White Goods ; . ? whenever we see them. We bought a Tremendous Stock, but they are pretty and cheap. : India Lawn at 5c, 10c, 15c, 20c, up to 50c. i Plain India Linen at 5c, 9c, 10c, 12*c, 15c, 19c, 20c, 22c, 25c, 30c and 50c. Full stock of the New Hemstitched Lawns. ?% '?. Novelties in Bordered Lawns, 42 inches wide. This makes a big saving in making a dress. VanDyke Flouucingo and Edges are the correct thing for the season. Laces of all kinds. . . " Drapery Nets 50c, 75c, up to $2.00. Parasols from 25c to $10.00. Our Puritan Silk Sun Umbrella is warranted by the manufacturers not to split Gloria Parasols at 95c. Mourning Parasols. . Full line of Low Cat Shoes. Our line of Oxford Ties is complete?75c, $1.00, $1.25, $1.50 and $2.00 . Patent Leather Dongola. Glace, Eid, Goat in Common Sense and Opera Toe." We ha7e scarcely commenced to tell yon of our Stock, but our space is already taken up, so we will have to finish next week. Yours truly, H-S izsL^^ Manager. THE NEW BLOOD MEDICINE. Compound Syrup of Red Clover WE wish especially to call the attention of Physicians to the above remedy, and ask that they examine into its merits before making their prescriptions for the usual Spring disorders. We would be glad to furnish the for * mula for this preparation to any Physician who will call at our Store. This Syrup combines, in an agreeable form, the medicinal properties of the more recently dis? covered and most approved Alterative, Tonic and Blood Purifying remedies of the vegetable kingdom. It will be found much superior to the Blood Purifiers usually sold, and very much cheaper. ORR & SLOAN , ANDERSON, S.C. SULLIVAN MANUFACTURING CO NEW MACHINERY, NEW PLANT THROUGHOUT, A FULL STOCK OF LUMBER, dressed or undressed, SHINGLES, LATHS, W0QD-W0RK, and - BUILDING MATERIAL of all kinds. ALL ORDERS EXECUTED PROMPTLY, A CAR LOAD OF DOORS, SASH AND BLINDS, * . ? To t?e sold at Bottom Figures. J5?"* Our WorkB are conveniently located near the C. & G. Depot, with Mr. J. H. WREN, Superintendent. ASTONISHING, BUT ACCURATE, Are tile following Low Prices at the LADIES' STORE. Come and Investigate matters in the Millinery Line. TT ATS from 20c up to $2.50?untrimmed. No. 12 RIBBON only 10c. FLOWERS and PLT/MES at all prices. GAUZE and TULLE in solid and fancy colors. Now go to the other side, where you will find ROBES, SUITINGS and DRESS GOODS in all the new shades and designs. SILKS! SILKS! CHINA SURAHS and BROCADES from 50c to $2.50 per yard." VELVETS at 20c and upwards. Just step around to our WHITE GOODS counter and examine these CHECKED MUSLINS, varying from 5c to 35c. APRONETTE! APRONETTE! with fancy bor? ders, in various designs, from 12J c to 30c NECESSARY NOVELTIES JUST LISTEN : Ready-made TENNIS SUITS from 50c to $2.00. JERSEYS, BLOUSES and Chil? dren's KILT SUITS in all sizes, colors and qualities, from 50c to $2.50. Misses' and Ladies' CORSETS as low as 25o?also look at our Special Ventilating. Latest styles in PARASOLS! THREAD GLOVES at 10c. Ladies' Homstitched HANDKER? CHIEFS only 5c, leading to onr specialties at 25c and 30c. LACE and EMBROIDERY beginning at 2c and rnnning to $1.25 per yard. S ' $33" I have just returned from the Northern Markets, and carry? N NOTHING BUT STYLISH GOODS. V All orders promptly filled. *v.- - - ]Vfiss Lizzie "Williams. ITfl??H^'?OLUMN, ?U^ All commnnicationsj intended for this Column should be addressed to D. H. RUSSELL, School Commissioner, Ander? son, S. C. We spent a pleasant hour recently with Miss Janie Frierson at the West End school. This school holds on to the even tenor of its way with no noise or friction, and the teacher is striving, "by patient continuance in well doing," to lay the foundations deep and strong of solid character-building. Her school is small in numbers, but is neat, orderly and well-kept, and the little nnes are subjected'to careful training and, no doubt, years hence many of those pupils will .recall, with gratitude the kindly words and gentle admonitions of the teacher. We witnessed several credita? ble recitations, notably one by a class of six and seven-year-olds who began lajt September, and have now entered the third reader. The school at Midway feels very near to us, having once been the teacher of that school, and whenever we go there we feel at home. But a new generation is rapidly c aing to the front there, aB we found on our recent visit that we did not know more than half of them. The teacher this year is Mi'bs Leila Russell, and, of course, it would be improper for us to speak, as we would of one who was a stranger by blood. Suffice it to say that her patrons express themselves as pleased with the work being'dono, and all we have seen makes us firmer believ? ers, if possible, in the idea of training schools for teichers. Would that all our schools that hav'nt them could be sup? plied with trained teachers, and would that all our school patrons could go into the school room and Bee a trained teacher at work. "I don't want my boy to write after the copy in the book. I want you to set him one," said a patron to a teacher this winter. What could have been the object in view it is hard to see, for of course this father is honestly trying to promote the best interests of his boy, as he thinks he sees it. But what does this amount to ? What is bhe real drift of it ? Simply this, that the teacher does not understand her business, that she does not know how to do. that which she pre? tends to know, aud if this is true she has no business in the school room. The boy is sent there to learn to write, read or spell, and in the very nature of thingB the teacher must be the judge as to how it is to be done. She must do it in her own way, and not in somebody ele's way, or if she does not her school will be a confused mass, a jumble, without any system or order in it. No man would think of going for a physician to treat the bodily ailments of his child and then attempt to. dictate to him the method of treatment else, if he does, he defeats the very object in view, the securing of skilled service. The teacher professes to understand her business, and whenever it is found out that she does not lot her be bounced, but do not place any addi? tional hindrances in the way, for there are enough already that are inherent in the business. It is the undoubted, un? questioned right of the patron to say what bis boy shall study, but it is equally the unquestioned right of the teacher to say how it shall be taught. These are reciprocal rights, and neither should in? fringe upon the other. Success can only be achieved by the hearty co operation of both teacher and patron, and nothing but failure can result from an undue interference of each with the other. Here are some facts for those who sometimes sneer at our common schools, and also for those who, if they do not sneer, manifest a frigid indifference to the matter of sending their children to school. These are statistics that afford abundant food for reflection : (1.) One sixth of all the crime in the country is committed by persons wholly illiterate. (2.) One-third of the crime in the coun? try i? committed by persons wholly or substantially illiterate. (3.) The pro? portion of criminals among the illiterate is, on the average, ten times as great as it iB among those who have received, at least, the elements of a common school education. In other words the chances are ten times as great for an illiterate boy to be a criminal as it is for the edu? cated boy. These are facts that are proven by the criminal records, and what must the father think who is delib? erately keeping his boy away from school? Is he doing all in his power to remove his boy from the chance of be? coming a criminal? Or is he deliberately proposing to run the risk and take the chances of his boy becoming a criminal ? There are a few, and only a few, families that we know of who have lived almost within the shadow of a school bouse, and yet have not sent to school a day this winter. To say the least of it these fathers are guilty of a crimeand a wrong perpetrated upon their own offspring. These children have a moral and an in? herent right to some sort of an education, and a failure to give it is, we think, an offense in the sight of God, and ought to be in the eyes of the law of the land. The law would deal with the unnatural father who would fail to provide for the bodily wants of his child, with how much more reason then should it deal with him for a failure to provide for the men? tal wants of that same child. From what Bource is he exonerated from the one more than from the other? Give the children a chance to go to school. Have their minds polished and bright? ened up. They may be, and doubtless are, many diamonds in the rough am.ong them that, under the touch of the mortar, will glitter and shine and enlighten the world. ? Your children are what you make them; if you want their first and best you must give them yours; if you expect them to be refined and high toned, give the keynote yourself. "Good morning, my child," carries a benisou with it, and, in so expressing himself, no man need be ashamed; yet ho.v often does a mau neg? lect this trifling politeness when in the bosom of his family I?Ladies' Home Journal, ANDERSON, S. C, 1 BILL ARB'S PHILOSOTHY. Atlanta Constitution, There is an old saying which ha3 that sad refrain: "What can an old man do but die," I was ruminating over this because I had just parted with a venerable friend who told me with a smile that this was his birthday?his seventy fourth birthday. He always meets ua with a smile that plays among the wrinkles, and he never complains of ageor infirmity or anything else. He still pursues his calling and walks feebly to and fro, and will likely die in the harness of honorable toil. He is a man of culture?a man of convic? tions, and yet he never gives offense. This old man can do a great deal besides dyiDg. His very presence is a sermon to the rising generation. One such man in a community ia like a beacon?a light house among the breakers. If every aged man was like him there would be no wrecks, no lost passengers on the sea of life. There was another old man here not long ago, a veteran of eighty-five, whom the people of Georgia have long delight? ed to honor. His massive Scotch frame, smooth shaven face and rich gray hair, his cordial salutation and cheerful laugh give evidence of good health and a good heart. He has recently resigned a high office which he filled to the last with, un diminished zeal and ability. This old man can do something else besides dyiug. But these two are exceptional cases. Very few old men wear their age so gracefully. The cares of lifo sadden and sour them. Domestic troubles disappoint, the loss of friends or the loss of money drives the wrinkles deep, brings down the drooping corners of the mouth, bends the shoul? ders and gives the voice a sad, complain? ing tone. I met just such an one the other day, and he complained about a misery in bis brepst, and about his taxes, and the waterworks and gasworks and public schools, and wondered what they would get up next to r?b a man, and he wound up his lamentations with a sigh and said he didn't expect to live much longer nohow. I tried to comfort him with the story of the old woman who tried hard to keep her dog from biting a man at the gate, but at last the dog got away from her, and as the terrified man mounted the gate post she exclaimed: "Well, stranger, I reckon you'd just as well let him bite you and maybe he '11 be satisfied." Bub anecdotes don't Bet well on misery. That man grieves and sighs around the hearthstone. He is no comfort to his children and is a misery to himself. The old song fits him, "What Can an Old Man do but Die." I know another aged man of-fourscore years and he is blind. What can he do but die. A great deal, and he does it. Almost all the day he'sits on a big arm chair and talks to the children ?s they run to and fro?the children of the fourth generation, and they love him and are good to him and guide him around when he walkB. He, too, never complains, but says that God ia good and he is just wait? ing upon him. That old man is doing good every day. His very friendliness to death has disarmed its terrors in the minds of those children. But the chil? dren go to school and the good mother has her duties and sometimes the old man aits alone for hours and rocks in bis chair, and thinks and thinks and thinkB. When aaked what he thinks about when so long alone he said, "About my child? hood mostly, the BceneB of my youth; the time when I was between eight and eighteen years. I remember all that and I love to think about it, for I had good, kind parents and I was happy all the year round. Later on some trouble came, some sorrow and affliction, and still later on more sorrow, but all that is like a hasty dreum. God will not let me recall it. I can't tell you now where I lived or what I was doing when I was thirty and forty and fifty years old. Memory is a strange thing. One would think that what happened to ua when in the vigor of manhood would leave the strongest impressions, but they do not. The merest trifles of my boyhood are aa bright to me as they were seventy yeara ago, and they grow brighter as the years roll on. I see the little branchea where I fished for minnows, the trees I climbed for chesnuts, the hills and valleys where I hunted, the little school house and the winding path and the foot-log across the creek. I see, my schoolmates?the boyB and girls?and I would know them any? where, but they are all dead now, I reck? on. I see the school teacher, a good man he was, and there is the very crack in the log where he had his switch. I remem? ber the big log fires at home and tho old time ovens and skillets and the oven crane in the chimney, and the Johnny cake board that stood in the corner. Oh, yes, I remember a thousand things that are of no consequence, but they are pleasant to think about now. I was thinking how good the Lord had been in giving me such a happy child? hood and making me to forget all my troubles." And so I ruminated about that man, Suppose he had had a hard, unhappy boyhood, how miserable would be his memories now. I heard a man Bay that all his young life ho lived in fear and sometimes in terror of his own father. What will his memories be when old age shall come and blot out everything but bis youth. Then let parents try to make their children happy. If they have to be punished, let it be in reason, and for good cause. Don't scold, don't fret, don't let the children go to bed in sadness or in tears. There is no sound ao pitiful as the Bigbs of a sleeping child. Our school boys took a notion the oth .er day that the first day of April belong? ed to them, and ao they plotted to play the fool and not go to school, rule or no rule. These were the big, smart, uppity boys of the highest grade, and reminds me of the seniors of a college?tho se? niors I used to belong to. And so they asked the professor to give them holiday, and he said ho would like to very much, for he was about half sick and feared he was taking the raeasleB, but that he had no right to give holidays and the board might not like it. The boys interviewed the president of the board, and ho said that ho had seen the time FHURSDAY MOENI when the boys took holidays nolens vo lens nunc proc tune and bolus noxious, or words to that effect, which the boys un? derstood as a favorable response, and so they stroked their chin fuzz and laid their plans for a country frolic. They even inveigled some of the larger girls into the conspiracy. When the morning came the professor was left without a quorum. He pretended to be very mad, but he waaent. He never gets mad. He said he would report the whole concern to the board, but he dident. He went home to enjoy the measles, but got over them in an hour or bo, and was seen rid? ing with a young lady in the afternoon, and everything was calm and serene. The boys apologized and the girls smiled sweetly, and it was agreed all round they would not do so again for?a year?just a a year. Our boy brought in his monthly report, and it was all right?algebra, 88 ; Latin, 99; composition, 99; physics, 100, and deportment 100. 'That last was the best of all. In old times, the teachers wouldn't trust the boys with their reporjs. They sent them to their fathers, for they were afraid the boys would change the figures to suit their own propriety, and I reckon we would, for there was right smart hostility between teacher and pupil. Their relations to each other are much kinder now. The teachers used to stand upon their dignity and carried themselves with stiff and stately reserve. They are more compan? ionable now and have the love of their pupils as well as their fear. In the old times the boys were kept so disciplined and subdued that when they did break loose the havoc was fearful. They were like young mules in a pasture and kicked high and pranced around and brayed im? mensely. One time we boys took a notion to have a holiday and "old Cargill" Baid we shouldent. He kept good seasoned hickories always on hand, but he did smooth the knots down?I'll give him credit for that. Squirt guns were at that time all the rage with the boys. This devilish weapon of offense was a long joint of a large cane. There was a small hole in one end that was called the suck hole. ' The other end was open and had a drawstick or ramrod with enough rags around it to make it draw tight like a syringe?we could suck up a caneful of water and then shove the stick like a popgun and skeet the water on a man 40 feet away. Early in the morning wo toted j water and took possession of the school- i house up stairs and down, and when old Cargill came poking up the Bteps to the door, we opened on him with about forty squirt guns from all the windows above and below and deluged him until he looked like a drowned rat. For half a minute he kept his dignity and looked fierce and defiant, and then suddenly dropped his dignity on the steps and ran like a turkey. We ran him plum to his boarding house and saw him no more un? til next morning. We prepared ourselves for the worst, but he had the good sense to acknowledge the joke and made friends. But the way he did get even with us af? terwards was awful. He licked us on the slightest provocation. I never made much fuss over a common sized whipping, but when the hickory cut into an old mark that hadent got well, it hurt, I tell you it did. It was piling "Pelion upon Ossa"? that is to say, it peeled to the bone. The boys wouldent do a teacher that way now, nor would the teacher lick the boys like they did. Our young folks are having a good time and no mistake. To good, I'm afraid. They are taking up a power of time with their societies. There is the Bumble Bee club, that meets once a month, and it takes a good deal of time and talking to fix for it. They meet and laugh and talk nonsense and play all. sorts of plays and kick up the carpet and dislocate a window shade or two and three or four chairs and we have to grin and bear it, for the young folks must bo made happy, you know, for the Bake of future memories. Then there is another set who have gotten up a cooking club, the Y. L. C. C. If they have ever cooked away we have not heard it. We thought it was a good training school, but I don't see the train. It took my folks all day to make and bake a Rocky Mountain cake to carry to that club for a midnight lunch, and a lot of hungry boys eat it all up as soon as it got there, and I never got nary slice, and nobody there learned how to make it or bake it. Yes? terday my folks told me to send up some cabbage, and I thought it was for dinner and fixed up my appetite, but when din? ner came there wasent a sign of cabbage, and I found out it was converted into a bowlful of chicken salad for the club. So I never got any cabbage, nor chicken, nor salad, nor anything else hardly. I con? sider myself the injured person, for I am not asked to join the club, not even as an honorary member. It is all outgo and no income to me, and I'm almost ready to sing: ' What can an old man do but die ? ' Bill Aiu\ Youthrul Depravity. Carl and Ruth, brother and sister, aged G and 4, are known to their immediate relatives and to a good many besides as "terrors." The other afternoon they were engaged in a very promising sparring contest, when their mother intervened with some violence, took both contestants by the collar and set them clown sharply on the floor, one on side of the fireplace and the other on the other side. Then she seated herself between them. "There!" she exclaimed ; "now stay there, exactly where you are, and I forbid you to make a sound !" There was something unusually pe? remptory, perhaps, in this treatment, and for a few moments the terrors were cow? ed. Carl sat silent, blinking and looking puzzled. His mother would have sworn that he was studying up some means of getting around her comma1 da. And presently she was astonished to see him extend his hand solemnly toward Kutb, with the remark: "Let us pray 1" And the two children fell on their knees, while the boy repeated the Lord's Prayer. He knew his mother couldn't spank him for that.?Listener in Boston Transcript, NG, APEIL 24, 189C THE HEAD OF THE ALLIANCE. Col. E. T. Stnclchousc, tlio Successful Far? mer of Marion, It is doubtful if any man in this State is entitled to higher praise, not for what he has done for himself, but for the ex? ample which he has given to the country, than Col. E. T. Stackhouse; and it will be to such men that the State will be indebted for the position, which at her present rate of progress, she will occupy in the near future. As Col. Stackhouse is not so well known in this part of the State as in the Eastern counties, a short sketch of him may not be uninteresting. The father and uncles of Col. Stack house lived in the upper part of Marion County. They were farmers, of the class known a3 good-Hvcrs, and tbey were men possessed of more than average intelli? gence. They were industrious, frugal and hard working men, characterized by honesty, sobriety, and a firm adherence to conviction of duty?and from a line of duty, is they understood it, nothing could move them. These characteristics are possessed in a high degree by the subject of our sketch. The Colonel had such educational ad? vantages as the higher private schools of that day furnished. But those who re? member what many of the ante-bellum schools were will not be surprised that a boy possessed of a good mind with the energy and perseverance which he exhib? ited from a very early age should make rapid progress. Before he completed the course which he had marked out, and while studying and teaching, he met and married Mis3 Anna Ford, one of Ihe handsomest, state* liest and most intelligent women that County has produced in the last half century. And to her he is indebted in no small degree for the success that has crowned his life. After marriage he settled on a farm which one of his uncles had owned and which report says he abandoned because the land was too poor to sprout cow peas. It was poor but one would not think so to see it now. Thomas began his crop with a single farm hand?himself, and with but one horse?old gray. But soon his untiring energy, directed by a mind trained to study and investigate, began to show itself in its improvement. Some six or eight years later, and he had several hands and several horses, paid for with money made in farming, and the farm itself bad become one of the most productive in the County, while a large and comfortable residence had taken place of the dilapidated log struct? ure which had been the dwelling. But now the war began and E. T. Stackhouse was among the first to res? pond to the call. He had a comfortable home, a devoted wife, three loving chil? dren, everything in fact to make life pleasant, but duty called and with him there could be no compromise. On the organization of the company raised about Little Eock he was deprived of the honor he sought, that of high private, by being made captain of the company, which became a part of the 8th regiment, South Carolina Volunteers, Col. Cash command? ing. During the long struggle which fol? lowed his cool, deliberate, courage, uni? ted with intelligence and quickness of conception, at home, soon drew upon him the attention of those above him. During his recent visit to this county Judgo J. B. Kershaw related an anec? dote of Col. Stackhouse, which shows how highly he was appreciated by his superior officers and gives a full insight into his inmost character. While the battle of Fredericksburg was being fought Gen. Kershaw found that a creek which debouched into the valley on the left of his position could furnish concealment to columns of the enemy not only till they could pass our flanks, but until they had reached a position almost in our rear. If the enemy should discover this creek the day would be lost, and not only the day, but the army, because owing to their vaat numbers we could not have continued the- struggle, with our army cut in two and attacked in front, flank and rear. Our little force was already stretched out over a line far too long for our numbers, arfd we had no troops to spare to that position. Turning to Stackhouse, wLo was then commanding the 8th regiment, he explained the sit? uation to him. "Now Stackhouse, take your regiment and occupy that position and hold it .".gainst any force that the enemy may send against it." Later in the day, as the enemy continued to throw heavy masses of troops across the river, and as those troops drew nearer and nearer the creek, Gen. Kershaw's fears lest they should discover the advan? tages which the creek's bank would give became so great that he determined to visit the position. There he found Stackhouse standing motionless on a little rise in front of his line, his eye3 fixed on the vast columns of Federals maneuvering on the plain in his front to note their first movement in his direc? tion. The General said to him : "Stackhouse, you must hold your position here." "I will hold it, sir, as long a3 one of us," with a glance along the line of the old 8th, "is alive." This was said, continu? ed the General, not in a spirit of brag? gadocio, but in that cool, low firm, tone, which he was accustomed to use in ordi? nary conversation, but one had only to look into tboee honest gray eyes to be convinced that ho meant and would do what hcBaid. Continuing the conversation Judge Kershaw said: "I don't think I ever saw him excited." Kershaw's Brigade was often placed in position that a veter? an of the Old Guard would'have been pardoned for exhibiting some excite? ment, but such men as E. T. Stackhouse, whom a sense of duty governs at all times and under all circumstances, are surprised but never excited, as we uso that word. In lS6i5, when the war department or? dered the consolidation of the smaller regiments, the 3d and 8th were thrown together, and Col. E. T. Stackhouse was appointed to the command of the new regiment. He soon gained the confidence of the veterans of the 3d regiment as fully as ho had long enjoyed the trusfc ol ' bis own 8th. I. Wbeu the last blow was struck he re? turned to his home?not such as he had left it four years before, hut it was a home. He laid aside his sword for the plough handle, and clothed in such garb as the freedmen around him were, ha started to work on his farm, making two full hand?. In 1S67 he had Drought up his farm to an extent that on one field of forty acreB he made thirty bales of cotton; on a second field of thirty acres he made thirty bales, and on a smaller lot he made three thousand pounds of seed cotton to the acre. This, it must be remembered, was be? fore the days of fancy farming, and on land which had been abandoned a few years before because it was too poor to sprout cow peas. His farm has not only brought him a a competency, but its production has in? creased until the yield per acre has be? come like that of bi3 neighbor Drake, almost fabulous. But he has not devoted bin whole time to his farm, he has found time to read the newspapers and Btudy carefully the questions which they have discussed, and it will be hard to find a man more generally informed or better versed in the history of men and things, past or present. He not only finds time tc give to his own improvement, but he has found time to superintend the education of all his children, for he is a strong believer in the higher education of women, and has given bis daughters every advantage which our collegiate institutions furnish. He finds time, too, to attend every ser? vice of his church, whether on Saturday or Sunday, and to attend to the duties of the many official positions the church has placed him in for thirty years or more. But he not only gives his time to his church, but his money also?and that freely. Just after the war, when with him, as with every one in our country, it was a struggle for bread, Stackhouee met with an aged minister who had lost all his savings through unprincipled men, whom he had trusted. Stackhouae, on hearing of the conditon of the minister, went to him and, banding him some money, said : "My brother, thin will help you some. I wish it was more, but it is every cent I have in the world." Such is the man the Alliance has se? lected for its president in this State. If he were to do no other good than serve as an example to the young men of the country the selection will prove to be the best that could have been made. Col. Stackhouse'a Buccesa in farming has been greater than the average, bri his succees ought to be a lesson to eTery young man in the State. Few men can begin life poorer or on poorer land than he did and few wili be compelled to undergo such a long interruption as the one he bad to submit to during the war. If Col. Sfackhouse succeeded why cannot others? Let every farmer follow the course he has marked out and in twenty five years the hightest honor you can pay a man will be to say he is a success? ful farmer, for the intelligence, the re? finement, the culture as w-H as the prop? erty of the country will oe in the hands of the farmers.?Survivor, in the Barnxvcll People. Seren Hundred Millions at the Mercy of Burglars. Washington, April 1-1?Treasurer Huston, it is stated, has made a some? what startling discovery. He has ascer? tained that the vaults of the Treasury r.re open to the assault of any three or four expert cracksmen vho can overcome or corrupt the guard kept there at night, and that at least $700,000,000 have prac? tically for some time past been at'the mercy of any organized band of experi? enced and daring bank burglars. He has ascertained by actual experi? ment that the main safe could be drilled in seventeen seconds, and that a hole large enough to admit a man could be made in less than fifteen minuteB. The experts who accomplished these results would have two hundred and fifty millions of greenbacks within reach when they got through. A hasty meet? ing of the House Committee on Appro? priations was called to day, and it is said steps were takon to report to the House a bill for an immediate appropriation to procure new treasury vaults. In the mean time the watch force will be doubled at night, and every precaution taken to insure the continued safe keep? ing of the public funds. Treasurer Huston receipted lor ?771, 000,000 to his predecessor, and he does not propose to put his bondsmen in for any portion of that amount, This question of the insecurity of the treasury is not a new one. It was quietly agitated while John Sherman was Sec? retary in 1S77, when serious labor troubles were prevailing. in the country. All the old soldiers in the Treasury were at that time quietly armed with revolvers and put under the command of General Baum, Commissioner of Internal Reve? nue, and ordered to rendezvous in squads at certain places, to be ready to respond to any call that might b3 made upon them. This was to reaiut a possible attack by open force. Treasurer Huston's experiments have demonstrated that the Treasury has been vulnerable all the time to the ordinary wiles of the intelligent safe-cracker. The news of this fact, and its discovery and the means to be taken to prevent the accomplishment of auy such wholesale raid on the Treasury, will probably bring several sighs of discontent to numerous enterprising bank wreckers,?New York Star. ? "John ! John ! Wake up !" "What is the matter, Maria ?" "I hear a noise in the kitchen. Go down quick and see what it is. Maybe it's a burglar." "Mrs. Billus, what do you consider the actual cash value of the silver and plated ware and other stealable articles in the kitch? en ?" "There's ?10 worth, at the very least." "And do you suppose, madam, I am going to run the risk of meeting an armed burglar for a pitiful, beggarly $10 madam?" (Angrily.) "Why not, John Billus 1 Isn't your life insured for ?5000?"? Chicago Tribune. volttm: A Brave Texan. Newberry, S. C, April 13.?A little mound near the cotton mills in Newber? ry, S. C, covers the remains of one who has left an eternal monument to the South's chivalry. His name is unknown. Immediately after the close of the war the negro troops belonging to Sherman's army were marched by different routes to Port Eoyal and Charleston, there to be disbanded. The night of which I speak, a regiment of negro troops were encamp? ed in Newberry, near the railroad depot, The town had been plundered, and her citizens subjected to all indignities that a drunken negro mob could offer. A government train was then running from a point twenty-five miles North of Co? lumbia to Greenville to carry soldiers and refugees as near their .homes as possible. The night as the train slowed up at the depot it was immediately surrounded by a drunken, howling crowd of negro sol? diers. On board the train were two ladies. The negroes swarmed through the cars like a set of demons aetfr&a from the infernal regions, while white soldiers on boara were helpless at their mercy. What a place for two helpless women without friends or protectors! In the coach with the ladies was a soldier, and from his dress and demeanor, one would judge him to be from Texas. He was tall and stately, piercing black eyes, while his massive head of hair well became his brawny faco. He plainly showed that he had been a determined follower of the lost cause. In their wild carousal one of the drunken negroes came to where the ladies sat, and commenced to offer insults and indignities to the younger, too revolting in its nature for rehearsal. In trying to release herself from his loathsome embrace, she cried out in despair: "My God, have I no friend ; will no one protect me ?" In a moment a voice was heard in the rear end of the coach: "Yes, I will protect you, if I die for it." The tall form of the unknown Texan was seen rapidly approaching along the aisle. His eyes shone in the dim light like those of the wild beaHt ready to spring upon its prey. The keen blade of a knife was seen to glitter above his head and with a mighty blow was buried to its hilt in the breast of the black ruffian. With a wild yell he leaped from the car and fell upon.the side-track. The stranger quietly walked out of the coach at the other end, and stepped a few paces away, under cover of the darkness, and waited developments. He had not long to wait. All the imps of darkness turned loose could not have equalled the uproar and tumult this deed created. Word flew to camp that one of their comrades bad been murdered by a Con? federate soldier. A wild rush was made for the train, and for a few moments it looked as if all on board would be put to death. Search was made for lh<3 mur? derer, declaring that if found be should be shot at once. The stranger stood but a feet away, quietly listening to his, death sentence, as the soldiers madly rushed by. At last one declared he had found the man, ho seized one of the officials of the railroad, and others coming up, with equal positiveness swore to his identity. Violent hands were lain upon the inno? cent man, while the drunken mass that crowded" around him seemed as if they would crush him to death. His vain pleading of innocence were drowned by the wild yells of the surging crowd. He was being carried away for execution. Where was the unknown Texan ? He had shown bis courage, now would he waver in the face of immediate death ? With his hand he had protected the person of defenceless women, by dying it in the blood of her assailants., would he stand by and see an innocent man die in the stead ? With calm deliberation, without any emotion whatever, he made his way to the maddening crowd, and with a loud voice said : "Turn this man loose, he is iunocent. I am the one who did it? now- do your worst!" This gave new impetus to the drunken crowd, and he was hurried away to camp. A drumhead court-martial was conbened, and he was condemned to be immediately shot. While he was being tried, word flew like lightening over the town that a white man was to be shot, and every negro that could possibly go came rushing into camp and surrounded the brave Texan, offer? ing him every insult and indignity that their wicked souls could invent. The negro women outdid the men in rejoic? ing over the fate of the prisoner. Even the bloodthirsty and cruel Queen Esther could not have rejoiced more over her captives. At half-past twelve a spade was given the condemned and ordered to dig his grave. Selecting a spot near the brow of the hill, he commenced the heart? rending task' of digging his own grave Spadeful after spadeful was thrown up, until three feet is reached. Then stand? ing erect and stretching out his arms, he Baid: "I am ready." A hreathless stillness for a moment prevailed. The command fire was given?a volley rings out, and the brave Texan falls dead in his grave, amid the deafening stouts of the multitude, leaving uehind him the grandest tribute to Southern chivalry: that no other land under the sun rear men who give their lives to protect the honor of unknown women.?D. A. Dicht, in Atlanta Constitution. How's This? We offer One Hundred Dollars reward for any case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by taking Hall's Catarrh Cure. F. J. CHENEY & CO., Props., Toledo, 0. We, the uudersigned, have known F. J. Cheney for the last 15 years, and be? lieve him perfectly honorable in all busi? ness transactions and financially able to carry out any obligation made by that firm. West &Truax, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, 0. Waldixg; Kinsak & Marvin, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, 0. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mu? cous surfaces of the system. Price 7?c. per bottle. Sold by all Druggista. ? It's a very wise father who knows as much as hia son, E XXIV.--NO. 42. ALL SORTS OF PARAGRAPHS. ? Queen Victoria's doctor's bill is $4, 000 a year. ?The Illinois wbeat crop is materially damaged by unfavorable weather. ? A citizen of Franklin, Pann., is taxed nine cents on real-estate and ?3 50 on dogs. ? It is said that the citizens of Fort Worth, Texas, donated Sara Jone3 the sum of $2,500. ? Many a coffin is covered with roses by hands that never before gave its occu? pant anything but thorn3. ? In the poor house of Cock County, Illinois, there are fifty union soldiers. This is a remarkable record. ? The watermeIon;'aureage in south? west Georgia this year will be twenty-five per cent, greater than last year. ? Ex-PresidentSCleveland is said to have a law practice of $25;000 a year. More business is offered than he can at? tend to. " ? A Boston young man can ubiffc his heart from his left to his right Bide, and dislocate every joint and pull himself to? gether with perfect case. ? The -land of Central Park, New York, which originally"cost"the city $6,000,000, isjnow valued at;$100.,000,000. It costs', to^keep it up|S400,000 a year. ? A spectator of a^fire in Wilmington, N. C, met with singular accident. A stream of water from the hose struck him in the face and tore one of his eyes from its socket. ? "O, Mrs. Snappy! I saw your husband in the park with three'jor four ladies arouud'him." "That's all right, but let me catch him with one lady around him." : ?A Newport, Ey., widower forfeits an inheritance of ?75,000 by marrying again. It was his first wife's property, willed to him on condition that he should remain single. ?- A rat recently killed at Wingate's Point, Dorchester County, Md., measured seventeen inches from the tip of its tail to the end of its nose, and six inches across its back. ? The first peaches of the Beason have come to Savannah?fourteen crates of them.^They came from^C. B. Thorton, Tarpon Springs, Florida, and were consigned to BoBton and New, York mar? kets, ? ?Sheep grow to an immense size in southern California. One was recently killed in the mountain region of San Bernardino County which, it ia reported, dressed four hundred pounds of good mutton. ? Under the new marriage law in Brazil widows cannot marry until their husbands have been dead ten months. This seems hard, but perhaps it will make the wives take such extra care of their husbands that they won't die at all. ? An electrician has invented a won? derful watch that will tell a man when his note is due. His watch would be. a great dt?l more remarkable, as well aa useful, if it would tell the man where to get the money to pay the note with. ? Sound travels at the rate of one hundred and forty-two feet per second, thirteen miles in a minute. So that if we hear a clap of thunder half a minute after the flash, we may calculate that the discharge of electricity is six and a half miles off. ? Mrs. Jack Greene, living near Reynolds, Ga., has a baby six days old, perfectly formed, in good health and in place with all its surroundings, whose face can be covered by a silver dollar, and which will barely turn the scalos at one and a half pounds. ?In Georgia, when you ask a man how far it is to the next plantation, he '.will answer that it is a "peep and a right smart screech." He means that it is as far as you can see from where you stand, and then aa much further as a strong voice can be heard. ? Not every one knows that the sure test of genuine paper currency it to hold the bill up to the light, so that you can discern two lines running parallel across its entire length. These are a red and a blue silk thread inside- the paper. No counterfeit has them. ? An old bachelor who died at New? ton, Conn., last week said on his death? bed that there was one thing that would make him contented. That was that he might be able to swallow every dollar of the $100,000 he had amassed by his life of Blaving and saving. ? Harry?"Dearest Amelia, can you, will you give me your hand?" Amelia, (looking at Harry's grimy fingers)?"I don't know, Harry?no, I'd better not. It would be so hard for you to keep it clean, you know. I think you have rather more hands already than you can attend to." ? From statistics just published, Minnesota stands firiit in the country as a wheat growing State, having produced last year 45,000,000 bushels. . California comes next with 43,000,000 bushels. The Dakotas produced 42,000,000 bushels, ranking third. Minnesota has 3,100,000 acres in wbeat; California, 3,200,000, the Dakotas, 4,400,000. ? "Do you think your sister likes me, Tommy ?" " Yes. She stood up for you' at dinner." "Stood up for me? Was anybody saying anythiug against me ?" "No, nothin' much. Father said he thought you were a good deal of an ass, but sis right up and said you wasn't, and told father be ought to know better than to judge a man by his looks." ? Two little children of Brother James Buttrick, of Asheville,N. C, were watching the fluttering^ of a beheaded chicken. The little girl's sympathy was moved. "What a pity," she said "to kill the poor chicken." "Yes," said the boy, but it is a heap better for the chicken." "Why 1" asked the girl. " 'Cause," said the boy, "the cbicken has no soul, but if we eat it, it will go to heaven with us."? Correspondence of (he Christian Advocate. Confirmed. The favorable impression produced on the first appearance of the agreeable liquid fruit remedy Syrup of Figs a few years ago has been more than confirmed by the pleasant experience of all who have used it, and the success of the proprietors andjmanufacturers of the California Fig Syrup Company.