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We have extra bargains to offer. Give us a trial. Our prices are low and terms to suit. THE J. S. FOWLER COMPANY. P. S-We have a few last Fall's Jobs to go at Cost. MASTIC MIXED PAINT We Want to Sell You Your Paint. Come in to Bee us, and let us tell you all about it. We have sold this Paint for many years, and all have been pleased who xss? it. We have a fine selection of colors, and will gladly give you.a card showing them if you will call iu and request same. Also, a full line of Varnishes, Stains, Floor Paints, Furniture Polish, Paint Brushes, Eto. ORR, GRAY & CO., Hezt to Bank of Anderson. Reliable Druggists. Thia Establishment bas been Selling IN ANDERSON for more than forty years.. Daring all that time competitors have oome and gone, bat we have remained right hero, We have always sold Cheaper than any others, a> d during those long years wo have not had one dis satisfied oustomet. Mistakes ' will 'sometimes occur, and if at any time we found that a customer was dissatisfied wo did not rest until wo had made him satisfied. This policy, rigidly adherod to, has made us friends, trae and last ?ng, and we caa say with pride, but, without boasting, that wo have the confi- S dence of tho people of this section. We have a larger Stook of Goods this season than we have ever had, and we pledge you oar word that wo have never ?old Furniture at as close a margin of profit as we are doing now. This 4s proven hy the fact that we aro selling Furniture not only all over Anderson County but in every Town ia the Piedmont section. Come and see ns. Your parents saved mousy hy buying from ns, and yon and your ehildren can save :money by buying lox? tao. We oarry EVERYTHING in the Furniture line, C, P, TOLLY & SON* Depot Street The Old Reliable Furniture Dealers ft LONG LOOK AHEAD A man thinks it ia when the matter of life \ insurance suggests itself-but ciroutnstan* ces of late have shown how life hangs by a thread when war, flood, h arri cane and fire suddenly overtakes you, and the only way to be euro that your family is protested I? case of cala* ?ty overtaking yob > tb . In* * sure in a sobd Compary ti*?-* The Co* Brop;,!?^ Wk ..' v. S. .1. 4 M mi WAR SI Echoes .l.^rom tlio J3ai Katherine llubboll Cumming, Aug It W:I> in iJcccmber, that I , left ?Jt.-or?-'ia to j-jiu my husband, then | a captain in the Confederate army and on thc ntaff of Brig. Goo. John K. Jackson, whoso brigade was sta tioned at Bridgeport, Ala. The troops were guarding a bridgo about com pleted, which was to take the place of ono recently burned by the Federal forces. No town, village, or settle ment waB there-simply a house, and a rough otic al that, which tho brigade commander had taken for his head quarters; and it was to one room in that dwelling that I BO gladly went with my ton-months-old child and old colored "mammy." Better any sort of abode togother, even with hard ships and discomforts, than separation in thoso war times, with their daily uncertainties and anxieties. To one of twenty or thereabouts no serious views of the situation were taken as those of older and wiser hoads. This journey, now an easy and quick one, waa then quite formidable. It was a prolonged and by no means a continuous one, but I was not to be deterred. So with the light-hearted ness of youth I made the trip, pre paring my baby with a bag of camphor and asafetida around his neck. In the dirty oars and on tho irregular trains of thoBo demoralized times, crowded with troops aad no sanitary precautions taken, all sorts of conta gious diseases were abroad in the land. No one thought of germs or microbes then. I made many similar journeys during the four years of the war, and never boiled any water or sterilized any milk, yet I and my child live to tell tho tale. In March before tho time of whioh I write, I was in Chattanooga a little whilo, for I "followed the drum" whenever I had the chance. My stay there was cut short, aa tho troops were ordered from there to Mississippi, where early iu April wr.s fought the battlo of Shiloh. The baby was thou but two months old, and we arrived in Chattanooga during some bitter weath or, with snow and ice on the ground. At the little hotel-poor in tho best of times, and now crowded with troops ard tho accommodations totally in ad<quate-wo managed to obtain a very small room. In reply to a re quest for a fire, word was sent, from the omeo that one oould not be fur nished that eveuing. Then our re sourceful manservant-faithful to his young master throughout the war took a coal scuttle and walked the streets of Chattanooga till, by his piti ful talo of a freezing young mother and child, he touched some hearts in the express' office, where the souttle was generously filled for him. My baby slept in the tray of my trunk, and his sleep was as peaceful as if in a silk-lined crib. Io the next room, separated by a board partition only, with cracks wide enough for the light to shine through, was the body of a little child who had just died from measles. But ia those momentous times it made little impression. These were some of the episodes in my career as a Confederate soldier's wife. After thia digression, I return to my Bridgeport visit. Beaching my destination after by no means aa un interrupted journey, and in my de light at greeting my captain, I did not take in at once the rough looks of our house and its surroundings; but old "Aunt Betsy". was heard giving her opinion pretty freely: "What Merse Joe made of tobring Miss Kate and die yer ohile to sich a place-not fitton for while folks?" That same dingy old house, how ever, will always he associated with s hsppy period; for in my unhappiness during the succeeding years of pri vation and sadness I of ton looked baok at that month of bright winter days on the banks cf the Tennessee se the most ser one and satisfactory of all those of the three dreadful years that followed. I bsd only one room. A bare floor, a stove with tho pipe through a window pane, one mattress about two inches thick on a pine bed stead, a box on legs with a pillow in it (brought in my trunk) for baby's crib, ? hand glass tho only mirror, a table with washstand appointments, nails about the unplaetered wells fdr clothes-auch wore ' my quarters, * for which I waB most thankful. I must not forget tho cow wo hired for my little boy's benefit. But then ibero was fine weather, horseback rides every dsy, pleasant ? officers .in our moss, and a companion in tho wife of our brigade commander... So I lived from day to day shutting out the .fu ture, j ' This peaceful life wa?'suddenly and rudely broken up. : We had enjoyed our Christinas dinner, such as it waa, two days* before, - .-Lise a ihuudersia 1 eu* cfs, clear sky oome tba ordeirl 'ORIES. ttl G o?' ?S?tirl'reesboro, usta, Ga., in Confederate Veteran. attack it near Murfrecsboro, Tenn. What should I do now? Where Hhould I go Y I was very much alone, so it was a great relief when Mrs. Jackson said, "I've decided to go with troops as far as Wartraoo, wbece I have relatives," and, turning tu j me, "you must come too, for they are suoh loyal Confederates. I know they will cheerfully take in any one whoso husband is in tho army." I gladly accepted the offer. Then such a hurried packing up and get ting off-officers, men, horses, tents, o?mp furniture, cannon, ammunition, two lone women, a baby, a nurse. It was Sunday, too, for no time oould be lost. Well, we took a hastily im provised train, and about four o'olook that wintry afternoon it stopped at a small, desolate station, about eighteen milos from Murfreeboro, and deposit ed our forlorn little party and trunks on the platform, minus a waiting room, where there were no signs of life. Tho train sped on its way dwindling to a speck in the distance, while with heavy hearts and. tear-dim med eyes we watohed those nearest and dearest to us borne swiftly away to certain battle and not improbable death. Those were times that tried men's souls and women's hearts, lt might have been somo comfort to me if I oould have impressed on that ?mpetu eua young soldier of mino the words "Remember, caution is not fear, nor rashness valor's test; If he who tights and dies does well, who fights and lives does best." But no, I knew he would daBh into the thickest of the fray. Surely our situation was dreary. Night was coming on, and we did not know ex actly which way to turn, Mrs. Jaok son bestirred herself to find convoy ance for ourselves and belongings to our destination, several miles distant, the home of her relatives, where, un announced, we expected to take refuge. Tbe early-Betting December sun disappeared, and it was quite cold. Seoiog a bright fire through the open door of a little one-story house across'"' the wide country road, I took my baby over there for some warmth. Hesitating at the threshold, I saw a woman with a child stretched out On her lap apparently ill. She looked up and said: "You're weloome to como in out of the oold, but my cbild has scarlet fever." Any mother will understand my hasty retreat to 'the wind-swept platform. In the meantime a vehicle had ap peared-a one-horse affair without a top-so we jogged along, mostly through the woods, with night upon us, to an unknown plaoe and to people un known to me. On reaching the resi dence and before we alighted, Col. Erwin and his wife opened their door as welles their hearts to us. I received as warm a weloome as if I were a dear child returning after an absence, and from that moment I felt at home among them. And how inviting that comfortable library and big, oraokling wood fire looked after my rough quar* tnrs of the peat month I In thia love ly home were assembled various peo pie, for no one was turned away who asked shelter. It was hard to tell who Were the family proper, as re?a gee relatives and soldi us on tho way to and from' "the front" became un expected guests like ourselves. Of coursa the dining table was taxed to its utisost capacity. .-Thtf'4*ja*'l:p|? pie, who showed each boucoUo^feoW pitelity, wore afterwards\:t'{ftfl?d; to i leave their homo through th? exigea c?es ot wsr, and died/ soon af tor the \ clo so of hostilities impoverished and broken in body and spirit. Daily, under those beautiful but leafless trees of Beechwoo&l^ow wandered, walting, yet dreadiog, tho news from "tba front.''; And tuen the suspense af ?or the battle began 1 It was December 31. We were too far off to hear the firing of small arme. But O the booming of those cannon, the bursting of 'those- shells, ' whioh broke up thestillness of ejar. peaceful abode! And every dull boom aucV every exploding sholl represented so many lives .gone, so" many ; bek|ts; broken? in all parts of our dtstrioted "Ah! if beside tho dead slumbered tho pain! Ab! if the hearts that bled slept w^Ui^ ' theslaloV . . ". '/ ' U the grief-died! But no; Death will not have itm^ we/ were ; wM^ he?rts almost stood '?tili, euoh Wa? the tension. But I rec<lived a number of communications diieot from tho field j of baUle dttri'og tboss days of ceafliet (ana ; preserved io ; this time.) '$%?*f\ were scraps of soiled paper, minus* *D veiopes, brought or sent by soldiers >ing to the rear, with jtsat a few pen -- - m. . V> M-M J*M m oiled linee; but ? how I prized them! It was a marvel that they all reached me safely and without delay. Herewith are copies of extracts: "Lebanon Pike, Deoen 1er 2d, 1862. -Wo have at last oettled down in position to await the enemy. We aro ready for him, and everybody is in good spirits and confident." "Docomber 20, 18G2. - I hope you have not been uneasy loo iv ?nd that you received my scratch written this morning. It is now too late to ex pect a battle today, and if we have one to-morrow you will hear the sound of it. Keep your courage up. I sispt last night on pretty wet ground, but am quite well. I hopo you had no trouble in getting to Beechwood yes terday." "December 30, 1882.-We have a vory honorable place assigned us in line of battle in Hardee's wing. The enemy has not advanced cinco Satur ?ay. "Murfreesboro, Field of Battle, January 1, 1862.-The .go nor al and staff safe. My horse shot and killed under me. We hold the battlefield. I don't know whether there will be any more fighting." "Field of Battle, January 2,1862. Wo were not in any fighting yester day. The enemy are behind the rail road, to which we drove them. Col W. T. Blaok, commanding the 5 tl Georgia Regiment, r*aa killed day' be fore yesterday. Ed Anoley killed Ed Hall has died of his wounds," "Field of Battle, January 3, 1862 r-No serious fighting since Wedno* day. Enemy intrenohed. Gen Breokinridge attacked them and wa repulsed. If things oontinue thi unoertain many days, you had bette go home. Keep your trunk ready t move at a moment's notice. Not withstanding the bitter cold, inoh ment weather, and no cbelter, we ai well." History puts down Murfreesboro, c Stone's River, as a drawn battle an as one of the biggest and bloodiest * the great war. Tho fourth day af ti the battle had begun I was wanderin, as usual, ai m'en sly id restless about the grounds when 16aw a hors man approaching the house, and, ho ing ho might have some tidings of i terest to me, I hastened to interco him. Then I saw a gaunt and trav< stained-looking soldier who weari dismounted, and not till he spoke d I recognize my own husband. H< rejoiced I was, one can well imagin to seo him alive, literally just "out the jaws of death," even though told me he had but a few hours stay. How I wished he could tell ? wound severe enough to keep h from "the front" for a while; but i so. Although he had been down the "valley of death," stormed with shot and shell," sleeping oh t wet ground, olothes^oaked with ri and not changed for a week, little fe aud less sleep, yet he was whole ? well. / The Confederate army was in ord ly retreat, not being followed Roseorans, so he had made a deb from the main column to reaoh Bee wood and see us and hurry , us southward by the next train. V 3 oars might stop running at any i ment; the country wai full of * sit glers; it was a lawless time, aud t we. ran the risk of falling within enemy's lines. To be "within enemy's lines!" Boy* mttObV t meant to,, me ! for^ I was ? Nerti daughter,1 though V Southern v To stay where I then was meant i I soon might go, without let Or ?1 drtnoe, to an Eastern home; wi loving hearts were eagerly, wai ti nf welcome me and my baby whenovt could reaoh there. No other wei getting to them but by special flag of truce, or blockade runner, my native ' ;land was "now alien; after a little hesitation and con flic 'emotions, I felt that I must etan the land of my adoption and abor ?ry has always bs?fcjib jr. hbtoo,; with a people makes yon on ?:th*,miv;. ... ; :H ?: \#0tiiXti mo train i wenVr till ^nel morning. After much perauasioi I ~p_r^v*iledi -i* upon; ! o^r i ; worn and * I and wnt and hnn a rv \ a n)[A i A P in and dry bia c?o thea, partake of ; a meal, have a night's rest frota o ground, and ,' rejoin oomms! tho morning. By yieldiug t? on treaties ho had to mak^i;^?|iij the next day to overtake his t tnsi 3??? poor <hofse died fr?n gia to watch andf wait, t? posse! ;^ttl?: ia\;|jtt^ jopV?'- '-brave front abd a ^ ch Tribute to Confederate Yeteva? .'. '; Men y aro thjL eloquent tribute have Wn offered.thoConfeao^tf *r*U^ ?CBsi ve h ave over Se?n p??d RT j^f th? late Geo. John/B^?bydbb time ^h on n? . WM/^o'rnmt?d?r-ia of th? survivors ;&%?Q::Amy. South, tu one 'ei.ld^i^jbl .ftiesssifc^^ "oran tho public'--h^m? to1 tb^Wo^W*?*^ people. Were tho recipients of these honorn. tho ex-soldiers of victorious armies, bringing to a grateful peo ple the trophies of their triumphs, the world would comprehend the meaning of a welcome snob as is hero extended; but they were not the vic tors in that titanic struggle. They are tho shattered remnants of the long since disbanded armies, whioh leave to posterity no acquisitions of territory, no accretions of public wealth, or of political power. The ?t???oy which those mon leovo to their ohildren aud people is a record of un [ tarnished honor, and of the most heroic defensivo, struggle io human annals; and the sole compensation for their cervices and suffering is that re ward whioh noble natures feel in euch recognition Ly their grateful country men. "On the other hand, no popular as semblies of intelligent and high-spirit ed citizens, in the world's history, were ever freer from partisan eeal or self-Becking spirit, or ignoble jealous ies or sinister intent, and the muse of history will yet embalm in ono of her sweetest stories tho absolutely un selfish character and exalted aims of these Confederate gatherings. Tho pathos of that reoital will be doepened by its simplicity and its beauty heightened by the lesson it will teach to humanity. The story will record the simple but sublimo truth that these reunions occurred year after year and left behind them at every stage of their proceedings the indis putable proofs that these brQsd<micd ed men were neither embittered by disappointments nor dwarfed by ig noble passions, nor warped by politi cal ambitions, nor narrowed by sec tional prejudice, nor blinded to the interests of the oommon country by selfish aims; but that, made unselfish rt rough suffering, broadened and en nobled by sacrifice, refined and puri fied in the fires of affliction, they em brace as a brother every true lover of their country and acknowledge . no superiors in devotion to the Common wealth, and in unfaltering support of the laws, the flag, the honor and the freedom of the American republic" - To the political victors belong the broils. - An honest gas meter is the noblest work of a corporation. - Age may tell on a woman, but it seldom tells the whole truth. ' - A broken promise may be mend ed, but it will always Bhow tho crack. - A girl admires the tone of a bachelor's voice when there is a ring in it. . ' '? Thought He Yian a Serrant. i In her book, "A Southern Girl io 'ol," just published, Mrs. D. Giraud Wright tells this story about Gen. John C. Breckenridge, of Kentucky: . Ile waB invited by a certain lady of rank in London to luncheon. The lady had just advertised for a foot man. Mistaking the hour, Goneial Breckenridge roached tho house be fore tho appointed time, and by some ? accident was ushered into Lady Blank's presence without being an nounced. Tho day was iu June. Owing to the beat the blinds wero dravrn, letting in a subdued light. Lady Blank, glancing at tho advancing figure, to the astonishment of the visitor, addressed him thus: "Have you a reference from your last place?1' The general took in the situation in stantly and, with a twinkle in his eye, unobserved by tho hosteae, answered* respectfully, "Yea, my lady." - "Whet were your duties?" was the next query. "Well, my lady, in the last three places I held I was vice president of tho United States, major general in the Confederate army, and seoretary of war of the Confederate States of Amor io a." The lady, covered with confusion, exclaimed: "Oh, Gen. Breckenridge I' * But he was not tho least bit discon certed and treated the whole matter as a joke. Why He Htfet Wear Hat. Sorot evy Pi oreo, dressed in white, was suirounded by newspaper corre spondents, all smiling, for the genial seoretary was dodging a question by . telling a story, Baye the Chicago Chronicle. "So this old woman," said Seoretary Pieroe, "announced to all the world that she would turn Baptist. She had heard, you see, that young Bap tist minister was giving a roast of beef and fall wrap to every new con vert he got, "Her own pastor heard somehow, that it was not so much religious con viction as it was the desire for the beef and the wrap that was^ leading the old lady to chango her faith, and, accordingly, he sought her out. "n. . " 'Hannah,' he said, sternly, 'yon aro .going over to the Baptists, I hear?' " 'Yes, sir* th?t is? correct,* said the old woman, . " 'Hannah,' exclaimed the miniar ter, shakiug his forefinger at her, 'would you sell your soul for a roast of beef?' ?; ''She looked up anxiously: " 'No,' she answered; "not without the fall wrap.! " ; BY CLINKSCALES & LANGSTON. : ANDERSON, S. C., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1?05. VOLUME XLI---NO. 26. -?----^----?---r--_____-----------^-?-??^?^?^^^^??^?M?????^?^-- -