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BY CLINKSCALES & LANGSTON. ANDEE SON, S. C., WEDNESDAY MORNING, JULY 22, 1896. VOLUME XXXIL- -N0.4. . LOUDER than anything else. We could Bay in this "ad." all the arguments in the world would not induce you to buy from us if the figures we quote on our Goods were not right. We can save you money on your purchase. We have done it before, and in tend to do it all the time, no matter what others say or do. All we want is a chance to prove to you what we have just said. Just now we are making close prices on CLOTHING FOR SPOT CASH! If you need a Suit just come ^ad be con vinced. $1.00, $1.25 and $1,50 STRAW HAT at ?OCe B CRESCENT BICYCLES! JSS near Perfection as human skill can reach. THE Wheel that-barring accidents-will break down only after they have been literally worn out. Strong, light, perfectly balanced, beautifully finished, easy running, &c. Strictly High-Grade Wheels at moderate Prices. Seveuty-five Wheels cold by us this season in Anderson Couuty speak for themselves. 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I am not afraid of competition, but I want you to give me a call, and if my Goods and prices don't suit you, you need not purchase. Gk F. BIGBY. FREE CITY DELIVERY. " EAT, DRINK AND BE MERRY!" But be sure that what you eat and drink is bought at the Popular Grocery ! Nothing but First Class Goods are sold There. HATE you tried our SEAL BRAND or MORNING JOY COFFEES, put up in one and two pound Can?. If not you are behind the times. Tnair tqual is nut found in the city. The same can be truthfully said about KING AN HAMS and SWAN'S DOWN FLOUR. Why do you worry about something nice to eat and drink ? Simply because you havent boen tn see u?>. With OUR STOCK OF GROCERIES be'ore you it will take but a moment to select something for Breakfast. Dinner or Supper. .'A word to the wise is sufficient." Yours truly, LIGON & LEDBETTER, Wholesale and Retail Grocers, Anderson, S. C. $SS~ Remember, we sell the best LIME and CEMENT on the market. NEW JEWELRY STORE ! JOHN M. HUBBARD, IN HIS NEW STORE.IN HOTEL BLOCK. LOTS OF NEW GOODS. NOVELTIES IN PROFUSION. JUST WHAT YOU WANT. ONE CENT TO $100.00. jW"No charge for Engraving. J^Tbe Prettiest Goods in the Town, and it'? a pleasure to show them. P. S.-If you hare Accounts with J, M. HUBB ARD^&.BRO. make settlement with me at above place. JOHN 92. HUBBARD. SOME SOUTHERN HEROINES. Daring Feats Performed by the Women During the War. Gen. Stephen P. Lee, who was most loyal to the Stars and Bars, when asked by a Federal officer, after his surrender at Vicksburg, why the Southern people did not give up, is reported to have replied: "Because tho women of the South would never agree to it," says B. L. Ridley in an article on "Heroines of the South." General A. P. Stewart speaks of them "as a race unsurpassed for heroism, for deeds of charity and loving kind ness, for self-sacrificing and patriotic devotion to the cause of their country, for unswerving constancy and perse verance in what they knew to be right, and the uncomplaining fortitude with which they accepted defeat and all its adverse consequences." To show the blood that was in them, from wealth they met the conditions that con fronted them and submitted to sacri fices cheerfully, going to the washtub, the spindle and the loom to support the widowed mothers and crippled fathers and kindred, until our South land blosssoms with a heroine in ev ery home. I have read of the heroines in Na poleon's Court, "Families of Cleo patra's enchantresses who charm pos terity, who had but to smile at histo ry to obtain history's smile in re turn;" Mesdames Tallien, De Stael, Recamier, Charlotte Corday, of the deeds of Joan d' Arc, of Mollie Pitch er and Deborah Sampson, of our Rev olution, and Florencs Nightingale of England, but when I draw the linc of comparison I can point to women whose name and fame "in the war be tween the States" will surpass them in acts and deeds that will only die with the echo of time. The battle of Nashville gave us a heroine whose name General Hood placed on the roll of honor, "Miss Mary Bradford," now Mrs. John Johns. When Thomas' army was pouring the musketry into us and Hood's army was in full retreat, she rushed out in the thickest of the storm-cloud and begged the soldiers to stop the fight. The famous raid of General Streight with two thousand men, near Rome, Ga., resulted in his capture through the intrepidity of a Miss Emma San son, was an instance of female prow ess long to be remembered. Amid the flying bullets, thrilled with patri otism, she jumped on behind Gen. Forrest and piloted him across the Black Warrior. The Legislature of Alabama granted her land, and the people lauded her to the skies. When Hood's army on the Nashville cam paign passed Gadsden, this young lady stood on her porch and the army went wild with cheers in her honor. Another heroine in Gen. Morgan's cavalrytramp, on the line of Kentucky and Tennessee, grew to be a terror in her section. She was an expert in horsemanship as a Cossack, dressed in men's clothes and handled a gun with the skill of a cracksman. She bore the name of "Sue Munday," had manyen counters and hercarcer was exceedingly romantic. The old scouts in the West will re member two other heroiues through whose aid we were often ' saved from attack and told when and where to strike. Miss Kate Patterson, now Mrs. Kyle, of Lavergne Tenn., and Miss Robbie Woodruff, who lived ten miles from Nashville. They would go into Nashville, get what informa tion they needed and place it in a de signated tree, stump or log to be con veyed to us by our secret scouts. I have often wondered if the diagram of works around Nashville found on the person of Sam Davis was not gotten through them, notwithstanding* the impression received that it was stolen from Gen. Dodge's table by a negro boy. Miss Woodruff thrilled the scouts by her many perilous achieve ments. But I have a heroine of the moun tains who develop in war times, yet on account of her obscure habitation and the bitter heart-burnings existing between the two factions, so nearly di vided in her section, that history has not yet given her name merited fame. I got her record from the Rev. J. H. Nichols, who lived in her section of Putnam County, three miles from Cookesvillc, Tenn. Her name was Miss Marina Gunter, now Mrs. Joe Harris. Her father, Larkin Gunter, was a Southern man, and some bush whackers, claiming to belong to tba Federal army, resolved to kill him. One night three of them, Maxwell, Miller and Patton, visited his home and told him, in the presence of his family, that his time had come to die. They took him out from the house and in a short time this maid of sev enteen heard the licks and her old father's groans, when she rushed to the woodpile, got an axe and hurried ly approached the scene. The night was dark and drizzly, and the men were standing by a log, on which they had placed her father and he was pleading for his life. She killed two with the axe and broke thc third one's arm. He got away at lightning speed, but afterwards died from the wound. She lifted up her father and helped him home. Soon she sought and ob tained protection from thc Federal general at Nashville. She said after wards that upon hearing her father's groans she grew frantic and docs not know to this day how she managed it, nor did she know anything until she had cleaned out the platter. This is the greatest achievement of female heroism of its kind that has ever been recorded, and places Miss Gunter on the pinnacle of glory that belongs not alone to patriotism, but to the gran deur of filial affection, "the tie that stretches from the cradle to thc grave, spans the heavens and is riveted through eternity to thc throne of God on high." They talk about Sheridan's ride, but let me tell of one that strips it of its grandeur-the famous run of Miss Antoinette Polk, displaying a heroism worthy of imperishable record. She was on the Hampshire turnpike, a few miles from Columbia, Tenn., when some one informed her of thc contem plated visit of thc Federals to her father's home on the Mount Pleasant pike five miles across-said pikes forming an obtuse angle from Colum bia. She knew that some soldier friends at her father's would be cap tured unless they had notice, and in order to inform them she had to go across the angle that was barricaded several times with high rail and rock fences. There was no more superb equestrienne in tbe Valley of thc Ten nessee--and she was nf magnificent phy sique. She had a thoroughbred horse trained to her bidding. The young lady started, leaping the fences like a reindeer, and c;itue out on the '?'ko just in front of tho troopers, lour miles from hom?. They took after her, but her foaming horse was so fleet of foot, that she got away from them in the twinkling of an eye, and saved her friends from capture. (Supple mental to the above the following is furnished by a lady who has known the Countess since their girlhood.) Antoinette Wayne Van . Leer Polk is thc full name of this brave girl, given in honor of her maternal grand father, who was a nephew of Major General Anthony Wayne, of Revolu tionary fame, and who was command er-in-chief at the time of his death, and whose father was a son of a brave officer in thc French and Indian war, while his direct ancestor was a dis tinguished soldier in the Bartle of the Boyne, 30 that on both sides she was of heroic blood. She was not fully grown when she took this famous ride. After the war she went abroad with her father and mother and finished her education in Europe. The health of her father, Andrew Jackson Polk, having failed when in the Confederate army, he grew worse and died in Switzerland. Miss Polk had a most brilliant young ladyhood abroad, principally in Borne, where she was beloved by the Prin cess Margarito, and universally ad mired. She married a distinguished French soldier of the old regime, the Marquis de Charettee de la Contrie, like, herself, of heroic stock, and has her home in France. She has one son a youth of great promise. I recollect another heroine, a Lieut. Buford, of an Arkansas regiment. She stepped and walked the personification of a soldier boy; and won her spurs on the battlefield at Bull Bun, Fort Donelson and Shiloh, and was promo ted for gallantry. One evening she came to General Stewart's headquar ters at Tyner's Station, with an order from Major Kinloch Falconer to re port for duty as scout, but upon his finding that "he" was a woman, she was sent back and the order revoked. She has written a book. I have another heroine-bless her sweet soul. I have forgotten her name. One day General Morgan sent a squad of us on a scout and we were pursued by Col. Funkhauser's regi ment in Denny's Bend of Cumberland river, near Rome, Tenn. My heroine, a little girl of fourteen, directed us to Bradley Island for safety-a place of some sixty acres in cultivation, but on thc river side it was encircled by a sandbar, with drift wood lodged on an occasional stubby sycamore. This sweet, animated little girl brought u5 a "square" meal, and watched for our safety like a hawk during the day. Thinking it was a foraging expedition, and that they were gone, we ventured to leave late in thc afternoon, but ran into them and a running fire ensued. After eluding pursuit, we concluded to go back. In a short time a company of Federals appeared on the island, evidently having tracked our horses. We left the horses behind the drift wood, without hitching, and took shelter under a big fallen tree. The troopers were in ten steps of us at times. We could hear them distinctly, and one fellow said: "If we ca.tch 'em, boys, this is a good place to hang 'em." Another said, "Let's go down in the driftwood on the sandbar, and bag 'em." Hearts thumped and legs trembled! We thought we were gone. Ons of our squad said, "Let's give up," but the rest of us were too badly scared to reply. A frightened rabbit stopped near us, panting, watching and trembling with fear, producing a mimetic effect on our feelings. Ah, if a painter could have pictured that scene, and if a pen could describe that occasion. Wc lay there until night fall. They did not happen to see our horses and, through a kind Provi dence, we escaped. Our heroine came to us after nightfall, signalled and we answered. She was so happy over our escape; told us that she saw them leave and that they had no prisoners. General B. B. Coleman, of Indian Territory, writes of another daring heroine-Miss Puss Whitty, the daughter of Capt. Bill Whitty, of Johnson County, Missouri. Her father, Capt. Bill Whitty, with many others, came from North Carolina, in the fifties, and at the first bugle call raised a company, composed of kin folks, for the Southern cause. His nice residence, six miles from Knob noster, a Federal post, which was raided time after time, was finally destroyed. His daughter, a plucky and fearless girl of nineteen, did many acts of daring to decoy the Federals into the hands of her father's com pany; she went many nights in rain and snow to pilot the little bands of Southern patriots around the Federal post at Knobnoster, besides carrying many baskets of provisions to the brush to feed the Confederates while recruiting in Missouri. At one time, in the summer of 1863, she rode from home sixty miles, in the night, and carried news to the intrepid Quantrcll. At another time, when a company of Federals were at her fath er's house in the summer of 18G4, tearing off the weatherboarding in their search for contraband goods, she drew a pistol from her bosom, and shot a lieutenant in the face, and wounded a private in thc arm, then made her escape to the woods. Finally thc authorities outlawed her. Sheriff Wilk Williams laid in wait for her uncle, Sam Whitty, who was guard to Colonel Perkins' recruiting office, and shot him from ambush, breaking his under jaw and cutting off his tongue. Puss went twenty miles at night and hunted for her uncle in thc woods, carried bim home and hid him in an old well, where she nursed him until he recovered sufficiently to ride away. The authorities finally captured her and then banished her from the State. I have not heard from her since the great conflict. - "Yes. boys," said thc teacher, "honesty is the best policy. It will surely bring its reward ; it will give you a clean conscience, and will prove a blessing throughout your whole life. I am glad we have a good example of honesty among your number. John Smith stand up. (John Smith rises.) Now, John, when I was coming to school this morning, I happened- to drop a silver quarter out of my pocket, without the slightest knowledge of the fact, and you, like an honest and noble boy, returned it to inc. Tell thc boys what prompted you to do such au honorable act, when you might have kept it for yourself." "Please, sir, 'cause it was a counterfeit," replied John. There ls more f?t'rrh in this i>cclion of thu country than all other diseases put together, anil ?nuil tlie last few jrars was sunpns>d to tic Incur ahle. For a great many years doctors pronounced it a local disease, and prescribed local remedies, and hy constantly fal Ung to cure with local treat ment, pronounced it incurable Selene has prov en catarrh to ho a constitutional diseise, and ther, fore requires constitutional treatment Hall's Catarrh '"ure, manufactured hy P. J. ('heney it Co. Toledo, Ohio, !. the only constitutional euloon the market, lt is tafeen Internally in doses from IO drops to a teaspoonful, lt arts dir elly on tho blood and mucous surf .ces of the Bf stein. They ofter one hundred do1 lara for any case il fails to cure. Scud for circulars and ten?moni.il. Ad dress. F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, 0. O3..?old hy Dniggiat3, 73c. MY LUCKIN A TUNNEL. An Old Miner's Story. I am an old miner. Not one of the now-a-days stripe, but an old 1849 California miner. I have been en gaged in all description of mining transactions, except the new fangled one of mining stock in companies "feet," I believe they call it. Among my varied undertakings was one oper ation in a tunnel, in which I and my partners engaged in the summer of 1852. One afternoon in that year, as I was carrying up a bucket of water from the river to our tent at tho top of the bank, my foot caught under a large stone, and my perpendicular was at once changed to a horizontal posture, while the water from the overturned bucket spread itself in various direc tions. I raised myself to my feet again, and picking up the bucket was about to retrace my steps to the river, when my atteution was attracted by a folded paper, which had been placed under the stone causing my fall. When my foot tripped, the stone was overturned and the paper, folded in letter form, lay exposed to view. Bending over, I picked it up, aud began to examine it. It was written with a pencil, in char acters very ii regular and stiffly formed as if made by a person with awounded hand. The contents were as follows : If this letter should fall into the hands of any person I wish to inform them that I have been attacked and mortally wounded by my two partners, who wished to obtain my money. Fail ing to discover it, after wounding me, they have fled, leaving me here to die. Whoever gets this letter will find, buried in a ravine at the foot of a 'blazed' tree, 25 paces due north of this, a bag containing $5,000 in gold dust. That it may prove more fortun ate property to him than it has to me, is the hope of ANDREW FORREST. I stood for some minutes after read ing the letter like one awakened from a dream. I could not convince my self that the letter in my hand was a genuine document, and read it over and over again, thinking I might get some clue from the handwriting to the real author. It might be a trick got up by my partners to raise a laugh at my expense. No, the place where it was found and the purely accidental discovery rendered such a surmise very improbable. I sat down on a log and turned the matter over in my mind for some time. AtfJast I got up, and pacing off the required distance in the direction mentioned in the letter, I came to a large tree. Carefully ex amining it, I discovered a scar, clearly indicating that the tree had been "blazed" at some remote period. This was "confirmation strong as proof of Holy Writ," and I immediately went to work to discover the locality of the ravine. Here I was at fault. Nothing of the kind was to be seen. To all appearances a stream of water never had passed in the neighborhood of the tree. This was not encouraging, and I sat down on thc ground and read the letter again to see if I had not mis taken some of its directions. No, I was in the right place, but whore was the ravine? A tap on the shoulder aroused me from my meditation, and on looking up I saw my two partners, who loudly abused me for having neglected the preparation of their supper. As an excuse I showed them the letter and detailed thc manner of finding it. To my surprise, they were as much ex cited by its perusal as I had been, and looked around perseveringly for the ravine, but without effect for some time. At last Jack Nesbitt, who had been a miner since '48, said : "I think there has been a ravine here, but it has been filled up by the rains." On close examination we decided that his suspicion was correct, and af ter some consultation we determined that the next morning we would com mence digging. Morning came and we repaired to the spot with pick and shovel. Jack pro posed that we should follow the course of the ravine, which appeared to run into the body of the hill, rather than dig down in any oue place. There suit was that in a few days wc had formed quite a cave in the side of the hill. We worked at this tunnel for four days without finding the bag. On the fourth day Jack proposed that he and my partner, Bill Jennings, should carry the dirt down to the river, and wash it, leaving me to dig in the tun nel. In that way, they thought, we might at least "make grub," while searching for the hidden money. I thought the idea foolish, but as they entered so eagerly into my views re garding/the buried bag of dust, I made uo objection to the plan, and dug away with redoubled energy. In fact, I had thought 30 much about the ob ject of our search that I had become utterly regardless of anything else. I had dreamt of itwhen sleeping, mused on it when wakiug, and it had ob tained complete control of my mind. Day after day we worked-I digging and my companions washing; yet, strange to say. I did not become dis couraged. They said nothing about the bag of gold dust and I asked them nothing about thc result of their washing the excavated soil. Wc had worked about three weeks, and had formed a tunnel extending about 15 feet into the hill, when on one afternoon, completely tired out, I sat down to rest in the cave. I had only intended to sit a little while, but five minutes had not elapsed before I was fast asleep. I was awakened by a crash, and found my feet and legs completely covered by a mass of dirt and stones. The front part of the tun nel had fallen in, and I was in a man ner buried alive. About ten feet of the tunnel remained firm, and from my observation of its surface prior to thc accident, I was convinced that I had no reason to apprehend danger in that quarter. My partners had car ried dirt enough to the river to keep them busy for thc rest of thc day, sol had nothing to hope ftom their assist ance. The question that first present ed itself to my mind was, How long can life be sustained in this confined state? I had read a dozen times sta tistics in relation to the amount of air consumed hourly by a human being's lungs, but, like almost every body else, had merely wondered at the time and then forgot thc figures. How much would I have given then to have been able to recall them! The next thought was, How can I proceed to extricate myself? This question was difficult of solution. If I went to work with shovel and pick to clear away the dirt that had fallen, it was extreme ly likely that all which I could be able to remove would be immediate ly replaced by that which would fall from above. This was not pleasant. I racked my brain to devise some means of liberating myself, but with out effect. Leaning against the wall in utter despondcr""- I was about to throw my self on thi ?round and await my fate, when I observed quite a current of water, on a small scale, was making its way down the side of thc cave. At first I was alarmed, as I thought it might loosen the earth above, and bring another mass down on my head. The next moment the thought struck me that it might be turned to my ad vantage. Why could I not so direct it that it would wash away sufficient earth in its progress to the outlet of the cave to make an opening large enough to allow me to crawl through it? If it only succeeds in making an air hole, it would enable me to exist till my partners could come to my res cue. Carefully examining the course of the water, I succeeded in finding the spot where it entered thc cave, and to my great joy ascertained that I could easily direct it by cutting a channel out of thc side of my prison to the mass of earth that blocked up the entrance to the tunnel. The air at this time was quite hot and stifling, and I became aware that whatever was done must be done quickly, br I should perish for want of oxygen. After I had cut a channel for the water to flow toward the entrance, I enlarged the opening by which the stream entered the cave, and was de lighted to observe that it flowed with redoubled force. Taking my shovel I forced it through the moistened earth as far as I was able and then waited the further action of the water. Io a few minutes I was enabled to push it still further, till at last it was out of my reach. Then placing my pick handle against it, I pushed both as far as I could. With what eagerness did [watch to see the first opening made by the water, and I was soon gratified by observing that it flowed in a steady stream in the direction which I had pushed tho pick and shovel. In a few minutes I discovered a faint light glimmering in the distance, which might be an opening or thc ef fect of an excited imagination, I .scarcely knew which. But thc doubt soon resolved itself into a certainty, and an opening some five inches in di ameter speedily disclosed itself. Larger and larger the opening grew; lump upon lump was washed away by the stream until the channel became large enough for me to place my head in the opening and halloa lustily for assistance. Just as I was drawing my head back I caught sight of a buck skin bag. Hastily seizing it, I found that it was the one we were in search of, and which, but for the accident, I would never have found. Wishing to surprise my companions I concealed it and redoubled my cri.es. lu a few minutes they came running up the hill and soon liberated me from my un pleasant position. On opening the bag we found about $5,000 worth of gold. We could never ascertain anything about Mr. Forrest, so we divided the money among us. A Close Share. The Ashe ville Citizen tells of a very narrow escape a passenger train had a few days ago while coming down the Saluda mountain. The story is as fol* lows: "Down on the Asheville and Spar tanburg railroad there is, for a few miles a stretch of mountain road as steep, as wild and as grand as any thing the Switzerland of America holds out to the tourist. The particu lar part of the line referred to is that commonly termed the Saluda Moun tain, where the descent from the hills of North Carolina to the plains of South Carolina is so apid as to make the timid passenger hope for a quick, and yet not too speedy trip. The trusty engineer, no matter how many times this run has been made by him, keeps closer watch upon the huge machine under him and grasps with firmer hands the lever that controls the air brakes. For in descending this unusual grade the slightest mis take might bring disastrous results to crew and passengers; once beyoud con trol of the hand of the engineman there would be a wild race down the mountain, to end at the bottom of some gorge or when the train reached the level, if it should be so lucky as to stick to the rails. "It was on this short section of road an incident occurred recently that would have made the passengers catch their breath had they known it. .A passenger train was descending the mountain at the ordinary speed. Ata point where the mountain's side makes an almost sheer descent for hundreds of feet before the track is reached, a huge log, being cut for the mill, be came dislodged and began a flying, bounding, crashing trip down the mountain. The slow moving passen ger train was in its path and it seemed certain that it would be struck. But when near the track the logran against an obstruction, turned endwise and darted under the baggage car between thc rear and forward trucks, and tear ing off and taking with it the box un der the car (caliea 'the 'possum bel ly" by railroad men) kept on its way down thc mountain. "The train was not interfered with. "There was no perceptible shock, and as yet there are only a few who arc aware of the occurrence of thc in cident." - In order to prevent his wife from going to church a Texas man burned her Bible and prayer book. A few hours afterwards, relates the Atlanta Constitution, he was thrown from his horse and nearly killed, and now all thc preachers in that vicinity are holding him up as a terrible warning to the unregenerate. - A church at Winside, Neb., rent ed and planted to wheat GO acres of land, the crop to be sold for thc benefit of thc church, and the example has been followed by another church at Wayne, in the same State, the latter haviug rented a farm near thc village on which wheat, corn and garden truck will be grown to lift a debt of several hundred dollars on thc church property. Other churches arc expect ed to adopt thc same plan. Mrs. llhodie Noah, of this place, was taken in the night with cramping pains and thc next day diarrhoea set in. She took half a bottle of blackberry cordial but got no relief. She then sent to mc to see if I had anything that would help her. 1 sent her a bottle of Cham berlain's Colic, Cholera and Diarrhoea Remedy and thc first dose relieved her. Another of our neighbors had been sick for about a week and had tried different remedies for diarrhoea but kept getting worse. I sent him this same remedy. Only four doses of it were required to cure him. He says he owes his recovery to this wonderful remedy.- Mrs. Mary Sibley, Sidney, Mich. For sale by Hill Bro5.^ The President's Wife. So large is the volume of material which comes with each mail from North, South, East and West address ed to Mrs. Cleveland, that it has been found necessary to divide into classes those letters which appear de serving of any notice whatever. First in this category con e the requests for charity in numberless forms. Ap peals for money are abundant, of course. Next come calls for food and clothing. Then comes demands that she will make an apron for a fair in Podunk, or dress a doll for a church exhibition at Smithville. Perhaps the funniest of the begging letters are those which crave the gift of a baby carriage; they are usually accompa nied by a clipping or copied quotation from ao obscure local newspaper, in which an imaginative contributor de scribes thc Clevelands as receiving a car-load of little carriages as presents from inver' .rs and manufacturers all over the country directly after the birth of each child. As a matter of fact no such presents have ever come to them; but the fancy of the average Washington letter writer runs riot on occasion, and represents as a real hap pening what might have occurred if the whole guild of American carriage makers had let themselves loose in search of a great advertisement. A second-class of letters are those in which Mrs. Cleveland is besought to use her influence with the Presi dent to procure offices or other politi cal favors for somebody in whom the writers are interested. Even the wives of prominent Congressmen have been known to bespeak in this way the interference of the President to obtain coveted comm't*.eeassignments for their husbands in one or the other legisla tive chambers. To the third class belong letters ask ing the use of Mrs. Cleveland's name as a patroness for some enterprise, as a subscriber for some book, or as a subject of a dedicatory paragraph. In a fourth class arc grouped the conventional engraved invitations to take part in some festivity-a wed ing, ding, a reception, a christsn a birthday party, the anniver sary of a society, the laying of a cor ner-stone. The almost unbroken rule in all these crises is for one of the executive clerks to write a stereotyped form of answer, consisting of a polite acknowl edgement and a declination. Here and there a missive will have some distinctive feature which causes it to be set apart from the rest and brought to Mrs. Cleveland's notice when she retires from the breakfast room and neats herself at her desk. A request that she will allow herself to be named as godmother for some budding genius of a new generation is rarely refused, an autograph is given where circum stances warrant the belief that the courtesy will not be abused, and on rare-very rare-occasions a photo graph is added. Now and then, at long intervals, one of the other re quests receive a favorable response, but wheo the recipient is ungracious enough to share the news of his suc cess with the public, the result is such a deluge ol: appeals and demands from chronic mendicants that the kindly feeling which prompted the ex periment is turned to disgust, and the lesson costs the next thousand sup plicants a prompt denial of their pray ers. As an example of the use to which even the declination of an invitation may be put a single instance may be cited. From a social climber of the most self-obtrusive and offensive type, who had been eagerly bent for years in obtaining some recognition from the President's family, came one day a card for the wedding receptionnof his daughter. The stereotyped res ponse was sent by one of the clerks, expressing the regret of the President and Mrs. Cleveland that they would be unable to attend. The morning newspapers On the day following the affair contained a full account of -all that took place, ending with a list of distinguished guests, a id the recorded procession of generals and commo dores and judges wound up with the announcement that "President and Mrs. Cleveland were to have honored the occasion with their presence, but at the last moment were inavoidably prevented and obliged to send their regrets." Partners. A sturdy little figure it was trudg ing by with a pail of water. So many times it had passed our gate that morning that curiosity prompted us to further acquaintance. "You are a busy little girl to-day?" "Yes'm." The round face under thc broad hat was turned toward us. It wa3 freckled, flushed and perspiring, but cheery withal. "Ycs'm; it takes a heap of water to do a washing." "And do you bring it all from the brook down there?" "Oh, wc have it in the cistern mostly, ouly it's beer, such a dry time lately." "And there is nobody else to carry the water?" "Nobody but mother, an' she is wariin'." "Well, vou arc a good girl to help her." " _ . It was not a well considered com pliment, and the little water-carrier did not consider it ono at all, for there was a look of surprise in her gray eyes, and an almost indignant tone in her voice as she answered :- "Why. of course I help her. I always help her do things all the time; she hasn't any body else. Mothcr'n me's partners." Little girl, arc you and mother part ners? I)n you help her all you can? -Little Worker. - A Maine clergyman was talking to his Sunday school scholars, the other day, and he expressed the hope that they would never come ?own stairs without first saying their pray ers. A bright little boy promptly re sponded, "I sha'n't have to say my prayers' 'cause I don't sleep up stairs." Last suni incr one of our grand child ren was sick witli a severe bowel trou ble. Our doctor's remedies had failed when wc tried Chamberlain's Colic, Cholera and Diarrhoea Keuiedy. which gave very speedy relief. We regard it as the host mediciuc ever put on the market foi \owcl complaints.-Mrs. E. tr. Gregory, F rodericks town, Mo. This certainly is the best medicino ever put on thc market for dysentery, summer complaint, colic acd uholera in fantum in childreu. 1t never fails to give prompt relief when used in rea sonable time and the plain printed di rections arc followed. Many mothers have expressed thf sincere gratitude for the cures it Las effected. For sale by Hill Bros. Thc Best Speech at Richmond. To the l'Aitor of thc News and Cour rier: Without intending in the least to detract from the merits of the num ber of really fine addresses delivered at the Richmond reunion the assertion may be safely made that the address of Gen. Stephen D. Lee at the laying of the corner-stone of the Davis mon ument was the grandest of all. It is, so far as the writer's knowl edge extends, the finest tribute to the high character, great ability and un flinching courage of Mr. Davis, that has yet appeared, and it ought to be carefully read and preserved by all the Southern people, especially by those who fought so heroically for the short-lived Government of which he was the distinguished head. No cause has ever been championed and led by a more unselfish and in corruptible patriot, and in revering the memory of Mr. Davis the people of the South simply honor themselves and show themselves worthy that he should have suffered imprisonment and obloquy for their sakes. When time- shall have obliterated the pas sions and prejudices of the present day he will receive his due meed of praise, and his name go down in his tory as one of those great spirits who would have reflected credit upon any age or any country, and who, in all conjunctures, have been "true to themselves, their country and their God.'/ It is true that Mr. Davis made mis takes, but when thc difficulties that surrounded him are considered it is a . matter for wonder that he made so few. His military mistakes were as nothing as compared with Mr. Lincoln, and to prove this assertion it is only necessary to mention the fact of the latter putting such men as Pope, Burnside and Hooker in thc field against Lee. When the great Napoleon, by his mighty genius made himself master of the destinies of the martial Empire of France, and with its brilliant generals to select from he did not gather around him a more brilliant array of military talent than did Mr. Davis when he placed the destinies of the Confederacy ?G the hands of leaders not one of whom had ever commanded an army in the field. Even as far back as the time when Mr. Davis was Secretary of War he showed his remarkable judg ment of men in appointing the officers of a newly organized cavalry regiment. Thc field officers of this regiment, which, by the way. furnished a re markably large number of able men in both armies, were Albert Sidney Johnston colonel, R. E. Lee lieutenant colonel and W. J. Hardee and George H. Thomas. The most striking proof of the mili tary ability of the Southern generals and the indomitable courage of their soldiers is shown in the fact that at the time of Lee's surrender the Federal Government had more men in the field to crush the South than the Allies had when they gathered their mighty armies for a last great struggle with Napoleon and the French Empire. If there be any who are disposed to criticise Mr. Davis it will be well for them to bear in mind the fact that be selected the leaders whose genius made our struggle the grandest in all military history. In erecting this beautiful monument to our great leader we but perform a duty we owe ourselves and to those who are to come after us, for this is a visible sign of our love for the illustri ous dead, but the most imperishable memorial we can give him is to enshrine his memory in our hearts and to so live as to prove ourselves worthy to have been his countrymen. W. D. WOODS. Darlington, July 9,1896. j Just Holding the Lines. A father and his little son were riding along a familiar road with a gentle horse. To gratify the child the father placed the reins in his hands, but at the same time, unseen,retained his hold on them. As they rode on they saw approaching them at ter- ' rific speed a runaway team. The dan ger-was great and imminent, but the father guided his horse so that col lision was avoided and the danger es caped. When all was over the little son looked up to his father and, with choked utterance, said: "I thought I was driviDg, but I wasn't, was I papa?" So often <loes a child of God, when Some peril has been escaped or some deliverance has been vouchsafed in ways unforeseen and unthought of, have occasion to say : "Father I thought I was driving, but I wasn't." It is blessed to feel that the reins are in the hands of One mightier than we are. Foote and thc Lawyers. Foote was never tired of roasting the lawyers with his wit, of which a sample may be given. A simple country farmer, who had just buried a rich relation, an attorney, was com plaining to him of the expenses of a country funeral, in respect to car riages, hat bands, scarfs, etc., were very great. "What, do you bury your attorneys here?" asked Foote. "Yes, to be sure we do ; how else?" "We never do that in London." "No!" exclaimed the astonished countryman. "How do you manage?" "Why, when the patient happens to die we lay him out in a room over night by himself, throw open the sash, lock the door, and in the morning he is entirely off." "Indeed!" said the other amazed, "what becomes of him?" "Why that we cannot tell exactly; all we know there's a strong smell of brimstone in thc room next morning." Why tlie Seat Did Not Fit. When "Ben" Wade of Ohio was the presiding officer of the Senate, he used occasionally to call some senator to take the chair, and relieve himself by walking up and down in the lobby, which runs back of thc senate cham ber. Once, while thus walking, he was overtaken by a certain carpet-bag senator from one of the Southern States, who occupied the identical chair that Jefferson Davis had used while a member of the Senate. Walk ing along by the side of Wade, he rubbed his back wearily and said: "Wadc,*these seDate chairs are the most uncomfortable things I ever saw! My back is positively blistered from sitting in minc." Wade looked at him for a moment, and, as he turned away, muttered : "Davis left enough brains in the seat of that chair to blister the bucks of two or three such men as you ire." - There is nobody any poorer than the rich man who never gives. All Sorts of Paragraph!. - A pound of phosphorus heads ?| 1,000,000 matches. : \i - A man born to command is differ-i^jHj ent from one made to order. - - The hand that rocked the cradle J| is now guiding the bicycle. - The old serpent has not grown a quarter of an inch since he tempted , Adam. <''/ - How soon the soul starves, when ; r. it begins to look at everything through . 1| money. - The Bible is the c ly book ever written that poiuts out a sure way to li become rich. - There are 28,000 Hebrews in the . ;J city of Amsterdam, and over, 10,000 ? of them are dealers in diamonds. * - It was left for a New York young ster to describe the foolish virgins as I the ones that didn't get married. - The firstEnglish hymn boole used ' -jj a in public worship was that' compiled iii 9 by Isaac Wesley in" the year 1715. ||1 - McKinley and Hobart were each Am born in 1844. This was the year when flgjS Henry Clay made his last run for the Jin presidency. MM - The largest room in thc world JW said to be the hall of the imperial pal^^ffl ace in St. Petersburg. It is 160 feet :-'<% long by 150 feet wide. - Chamberlain's Cough Remedy ' j cures colds, croup and whooping cough. I It is pleasant, safe and reliable. For sale by Hill Bros. - Tbe greatest potato eaters are 1 the people of Germany and Belgium. J Their consumption of this vegetable Sk averages 100 pounds per ann am foi 9 each person. - Tbs telephone line stretched re cently from New York to Chicago is as long as twice the longest line known. Nearly 1,000,000 tons of copper wire la were used in laying it. - Fifty bicycles were impounded on ^ one day in Paris recently because they bad no plates bearing the owner's name ano. residence soldered to them, as the new law requires. - The art of dentistry was intro duced into New York by John Green wood in 1788. He is said to have made the first artificial teeth ever manufactured in this country. - A celebrated naturalist once said \ that he found out something new every time he studied a plant, even though he had apparently discovered all there was to leam about it. - A cambric shirt worn \j Louis '^I XVI on the day before his death re alized $570, and the napkin used at 1 mass on the morning of his execution 4? $300 at a recent London sale. - "Oh, yes, my husband haa been a collector of curios and such things for a number of years." "Was he it that business when he married you ?" "Yes, indeed." "I thought so." - There are forests of leafless trees *? in some parts of Australia. They res pire, so they say, through alittlestem, apparently answering the purpose of a leaf. The tree is known as "the leaf less acacia." - Mamma: "I don't like the. idea ^ of that young Harris hanging around Jenny so much. He hasn't a cent except his little salary." Papa : ,;v? "You needn't worry. They are both too busy talking about bicycles.to have any time for love making. - "Seo here," said the policeman to the drunken man, who had been holding up a lamp post for some time, "why don't you go home?" "Thanksh; Thanksh !" murmured the jag, ef? ; ^ fusively. "Swatl'lldo. Beenthinkin' fer a hour where I wanted to go." - The most curipus^uj^-to-wliicTr * paper is to be put is that suggested by the recent patenting of a blotting pa per towel. It is a new style of bath towel, consisting of a full suit of heavy blotting paper. A person, upon step ping out of his morning-lab, ha's only to array himself in one these suits, and in a second he wi! fe aa dry as a bone. * - The giant of the giant redwoods (sequoia gigantic) for which California is so justly celebrated, was discovered by Frank Loomis. It is in Fresno County, and was discovered Awhile Loomis and others were out bear hunt ing, in 1890. The tree is 143 feet and 5 inches iu circumference at the base. The largest one previously known was only 107 feet in circumference. - "Well," he said to the minister, at the conclusion of the ceremony, "how much do I owe you?" "Oh! I'll leave that to you," was the reply. . "you can better estimate the value of the service rendered." "Suppose we postpone settlement, thou, say for a year. By that time I will knOT*._,^ whether I ought to give you $100 cit nothing." "No, no," said thechrgy man, who is a married man himself, "make it $3 now." - They tell a good story on a law- . yer of Wooster, O. A client charged with stealing a hoc; admitted his guilt to his counsel. The latter was noted for his honesty in private life. After thinking the matter over, he said : "John, cut that hog in half and bring one-half to me." John obeyed. 'The evidence for the prosecution was weak, ~~ and when he arose he won the case easily by saying to the jury : "Gen tlemen, I can hold up my hand to heaven and say that the defendant has no more of that hog than I have." - The very heaviest nugget of gold ever discovered was found near the village of Moliagel, Victoria, Australia, j in February, 1869. The prospectors found it on the margin of a patch of~^ auriferous alluminum, within two feet of the bedrock of sandstone. The nugget was 21 inches long an J a fraction over 10 inches thick. When melted the pure gold it was found to contain weighed exactly 2,268 ounces, 10 pen nyweights and 14 grains. Before-being melted down the finders had given away a number of pieces of the speci men. Including these, the nugget is 3 estimated to have yielded 2,280 ounces of pure gold, worth $46,335. . - A good story is told of a certain ^ prominent railway director, who is.-~-* equally renowned for' his ability ijjr&*| take or make a joke. A railway em ployee, whose home i& in the country, | applied to him for a piss to visit his. a family. "You are in the employ of -1 the company ?" inquired the geinfle- "Jw man alluded.to. "Yes." "You re-?. Jj ceive your pay regularly ?" "Yes." }M "Well, now suppose* you were work--^| ing for a farmer, instead of the cern-3a pany, would you expect your employ- ^ er to take out his borne every Satur- j day night and carry you home ?" This seemed a poser, but it wasn't. "No," said the man promptly. "I would not expect that; but if they?? farmer had bis horses and was going my way, I should call-him a mean fellow if he would not let me ride.".^ The employee came oi-t three minutes after with af pass good for 12 months.