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ABBEVILLE COUNTY} " * 150 ?ores, in cultivation. 400 aores, in good atato cultivation.* . OCONEE COUNTY. Canter Township. 301 sores, well Improved, loo aores, well improved. 260 acres, 4 tenant da ellinga. 138 aores. 104 aores, 4-room dwelling, CO aoreB. r 178 acres, 7-room and one 8-room dwell lap. 175 acres, 2 tenant dwellings. J.1 ICO acre?, two 3 room dwellings. These Landa are well situated, in good localities, convenient to Charchas aae? Schools, and the larger places will be divided into small Tracta Where iSMi1ialila> 1 Hov?, ii jon MEAN BUSINESS come and see me. 3f you want to buy or Bell come to see me. J am in the Real Estate busineaa for the purrxas of furnishing Homes 3m fte Boodle* to-encourage new settlers, and to help those who want to se* Soxfe* in the beat country on earth. JOS. J. FRKTWKLTJ, Anderson, 8. C. j&.a Ui SiBIOELANI)^ WAR ST Two Brass Buttons-A Story c In the Bunny corner of my study stands a quaint, old-fashioned cabi net. While rummaging aimlessly through itH cedar reccB6es not long ago I came upon a lot of relics from thc battlefield of Gettysburg. There wan a handful of bullets battered into curious shapes, a grapeshot and thc rusted fragment, of a ?hell cut from the stump of a tree ou tho crest of Cul p's Hill. Taking up a musty piece of leather shaped like a crescent I poked my finger through a ragged hole in it? center. It was the visor cut from the cap of a Pennsylvania volunteer, and the ragged hole was torn by tho rifle ball that pierced his brain. And down in tho corner of a lower drawer my eyes fell upon a seal ed onvelope. I brushed away the dust and read upon ita time-stained surface th? inscription: DONALD GORDON. Twenty-eighth Georgia. C. S. A., July 13, 1863-July 13, . 1871. I broke tbe Beal-reverently, not oareleBflly-and thero fell into my banda two brass buttons. They were tarnished and spotted with verdigris, for they bad boen eight years under j ground before they --saohed my oabi j net. But still bright on the blacken ed background shone the raised shield and the letters, 0. 8. A.-the initials of an empty name, the herald ry of a lost oause. No commonplace relics, these. The buttons had a story. In the spring o? 1863 I was the young pastor of a new but rapidly growing mission in New York oity. Scarcely a day that brought its dread budget of battle news but brought bereavement to some ODO who had the right to look to me for comfort aod protection. Yet I longed with the longing of youth for work that waa nearer the front. At last the oppor tunity came. On the night of June 30, 1863, my church voted me a month's vacation. Twenty-four hours later I had determined how aod where I would epend.it, for the tele graph bad thrilled the pulse of the North with the omnious news of the first day's fight at Gettysburg. The first relief train that left the City of Brotherly Love for tho field where brothers had met in deadly bate bore a hundred good Samaritans -ii i-?_a-J uouti ujiua mo eauio OHBUU mu Qttoh, liko myself wearing upon bis breast the silver, scroll badge of tho United States- Christian qViumftalon. On tbs' sultriest of July's sultry days I entered.the Ht'le town of Get tysburg and found the borough trans formed inte ono. greet hospital. Every building of eonaidersble proportions -Court Hunts ohurch and store-wa*) an improvised hospital ward crowded ' io suffocation with men in every stsge o- mos tal agony. Even the public sq tare in the conter of the village ??s filled with mangled forms. There they lay, poor fellows, their heads pillowed oh the sun-baked ground un sheltered from the burning heat of midsummer, suffering, groaning, dy i . g. There were not Burgeons enough. t>? ears for half of those, who sorely ueeded their skill. There were not homes enough to shelter half of those who were dying for laok of tho com monest comforts. Confusion reigned everywhere. In the garish red brick 1 warehouse fronting the square on the west, where the Christean commission 'had established headquarters, ' I pre-, sen ted my credentials and was assign ed to duty in a portion, of the field hoBpitsl on the secoua noor. A drive of half an hour down the old Baltimore pike, between fields robbed of all their fences, trodden down by troops and strewn with the debris of sn army, a turn to the right and across Rooky creek hy a shallow ford brought mo to east ortho clump of woods wherein the second arm? corpt had established, ita surgical and medical headquarters--a position naturally solea ted by reason of the bountiful supply of water afforded by Hooky creek and the comparative proximity of tho wooded patoh to tho lines where the second.corps bad done ita fighting on July 3. The old farm house was only ohs of balf a dosen occupied by the men of Haucook'a corps, but . it wara type of ?hem all. Its every, room was a chapter of death aod the boards of shambling porch that girdtd it'?fifi ttii'ned with the blood of the mon for whom there waV no room inside. Tho shade of a vinc blad trellis gay? these poor fellows partial, shelter from the, scorching heat. West of the tam house and only a stone's (?brow from the vine* elad porch, with Ut freight of human .?^tt^iitfl^iW^pW t?rb.; This was ORIES. >f the Christian Commie sion. these poor ?trangers were left io an even woree condition. Yet they had not ' been wholly neglcetcd, for thc grim eight of a rudely constructed table juBt outside the barn doors <*nd a pair of turgeone workiug above it with tbeir arms bared to the elbows, told me that science with her knivee and Dpiato was already doing hor mer ciful work. It was to the barn that I was assigned to co-operate with thc burgeons as chief nurse. Within the cramped quai tera of that barn were eighty men, all terribly wounded. It was a barn of a type common in Adams County-and, in deed, everywhere-tho main entrance approached by an inclined drivoway, the tbreshing floor in the middle flanked on either side by tho hay lofts and beneath tho threehing floor, the cattle pens opening upon thc barnyard in tho rear. The smaller of the barn doors had been unhinged to serve as surgeon's tables, and there on the high floor and haylofts of peaceful husbandry war had garnered its awful harvest of death and agony. Such a harvest no Pennsylvania barn had ever stored before or since. Every, available inch of space was oooupied. The men lay close to oaoh other, side by side in long rows, as compactly as when, a few days before, in thc full vigor of manhood, they marched shoulder to shoulder across the Em* metsburg road, undaunted hy the grape and oanister from eighty union guns, as compactly as we laid their manged bodies a few days later, shoulder to shoulder in the long troncheo of the stubblefield. The cattle pens, too, still reeking rrith the litter of the barnyard, were as densely packed with victims as the threshing floor above, and I noticed with hor hor, as I assisted at the dressing of a bleeding wound, that the blood of the patient filtered through the cracks and knotholes of the floor and dripped upon the sufferers below. As night came on darkness threw a kindly mantle over such repulsive sights but the horror of the situation was hardly less acute. The only il lumination of the place came from the sickly yellow glow of an army lantern* A square box-like contrivance hung from a joist with an oil lamp in the middle and four oraoked panes of glass so soild that the duli yellow rays .barely struggled through t The meo--restless, suffering and unable to sleep-tossed and moaned . and raved in wild delirium. Th? weather* beaten hara resounded with' a horrid ohorui of ourses, imprecations arid groans that sounded doubly awful at dead of nighs, and the old array isa* tera's glimmering light wrought weird fan ta? ti o ehadows among the cobweb bod rafters of the roof* * II ; It was ia this chamber of horrors and on the 'first night of my appren ticeship as a Good Samaritan that I met Donald Gordon of -the 28th Georgie. I ssw the gleam of a lantern outside the barn, and a rough hut kindly voice said: "Take him in here KA??." *P|I?JI ?he ?atxM^fs ?twh?d mo mentarily on the grim relics of the s urg eon ' s table ; near the doorway, there was a shuffling of feet upon the threshold and two men entered and deposited a stretcher upon tho floor., Behind them oame a third, who wore bis left arm in a sling rudely impro vised from a cartridge belt and a hand kerchief. The two who; were able? bodied cleared a spot by removing the body of a poor fellow; who ; had juit breathed his last; The corpse waa taken outside to ba buried in the morning, and then Donald Gordon waB lifted tenderly :\ from / ,^e; ?tretoher and placed io the spot where the dead roan had Isla. In the nickering light of the lantern I saw his faee, handsome, though pate j sud haggard from suffering. It V7*s the face of a young man- he was bare ly 26-and every feature was eu index 9?manliness,. graced with the htglt?it sutters and refinement. Lieutenant Gordon was-^.use io Its beet e?aae a phrase that has some times been abused--a Southern goo. iK-man. Between him and his failli-1 ra) ;- eomrsde, Tom, 'Spaulding,' j wow?t? soldier, ??Wfese/^rr?n^?iV?D? kindly vol?e bsd directed the beams >f the stfeUfor burden, there existed that peculiar ,JX^ ot siTwUos that tot unodm tnqu between tuen of-widely opposite,, ittainmeatSi Grt^ ? i mo^?rstsly wealthy;-?m?nt?ft^W?? Ooluihbue, ;,G*Y He had gradua From oollcgo -With distinction, and ?Wn?ihs;^a?/:bw^ kai Jost o&mplete* hts .eourse iq a theological somio?ry, he ?oU^d with the mem^trr cl-tba Columns Light Q*ard Jo: Sh?v?8t5?: -:$Pr?i*log, |ho ijrts; *v< Mtgea^t. in ;i"be?, ^i^&m* - - ?. . ?.j ji.? . ble itnpulscB, but nwt a mao of bril liant parts. It waa a bcboolboy friendship begun in the schools of Co? ?unibus and never outgrown by either, though the one had far outstripped the other in scholarship and social rank. The lieutenant was wounded danger ously, ? grape shot-ono of tho drops in the iron storm hurled from Haooook's guns-has struck and shat tered his right leg just above the knee. The sergeant's wounded arm, painful but not serious, did not pre vent the many aots of ministering kindness that proved his loyal devo tion lo his comrade. Early in the day following that first ?wretched night in the barn hospital Donald Gordon's shattered limb was amputat ed, but he never rallied from the shook. Ho sank steadily day by day and when tho dawn of July 12 lighted up the gloomy coiucrB of the old burn j it was plain that before anothor sun rise came the struggle would be over. Gordon knew the end was noar and awaited it with patient courage. Tom Spaulding, kneeling beside him, pressed his hand and asked gently what he could do to cheer him. From force of military habit tho subaltern had addressed his friend as "lieuten ant." "Drop the lieutenant, Tom," said Gordon, with a faint smile; "we're both off duty now. Gall me Don aa you used to when wo were in Bobool together." Then his eyes dosed and he was silent for a time. When his big brown eyes opened again and look ed vacantly toward the grimy rafters of the barn it was olear that the sol dier's mind wes clouded slightly by the raging fever, that had racked his body for forty-eight hours. "Don, old fellow, do you want any thing?" whispered Spaulding. "Yes," he faltered. "Tom, I-I want to be dressed," and then, with a straggle to make his menning olear, he want on faintly: "Tom, you know I've lived like a gentleman. I know its hard to do mnoh here, but I think I'd feel better if you could wash my face and cool ny hands." Then, of tor G pause he wont on: "And Tom, oao't you dress me in a olc&n shirt? I-I don't feel olean. You know, old fel low, I've lived like a gentleman, and -well, I want to-to die like a gentle- j man." j Tenderly as men oould, we sponged the fevered body with tepid water and dressed the dying soldier in some neat linen taken from the hospital stores. His face ?Spf?BSs? tbs gratitude as he sank back upon the blanket thatserved as a rude pillow he noticed the two little cameo studs that still remained screwed into the solid shirtfront. "Pat in the studs, too," he said, ; "Mother gave me those. Let me keep j j them until-until I go home again." Wo did as he bade us, and then, ap parently satisfied, he sank into a quiet sleep. Toward evening bo roused j again. , Spaulding,' waii still beside him, but my duties for tho time called me elsewhere. His sleep had appar ently given the dying min a momen tary , lease of new strength, sad for half an hour b? talked with bis com rade ta whispers as tho two lay ; tide by aide. It wai then that be entruBt* ed to Tom Spaulding his last me* sages. ' . / < What passed between , the mea afc that time I do not know, and if I did the sacred oonfidenpes of that last half hour would; remain Inviolate^ I only know that sundry Httle trinkets ! among them a riog, the gift of bis; father, abd r. medallion locket enclos ing a portrait of the yo?og woman who bo pe d to be bis wife-rpasaed from the hands of the dying lieutenant to those bf the sergeant who s till hopad' to eeo fri?nde and home agaii?i? Shortly be foremidnight I : jmned iben^ and re^ mained until the end.; I asked'the young officer if there was nught .that I could do for him. V | "Nothirfg, paifeor," ha answered, (lt waa hie fandet > call mo pastor.) "Tom bas taken ajl the messfcge? I want to eenji: He will s?#?of7every thiug. :.to^t^^^t^-'?^u?? .pas-1 tor. I tbsj^k'-yotii'' ? He hesitated ,.i niomebt end lieu added; *enly one thing; do the b'ess^ojK^aftW'^v*: me a ?briet?anJbu>i?i;n Then turn ipgfrommo^^ ed: uA?? yriyTtm, w^?n you baa^. '.f?i?n the war'.iseyer^^ke'mei'back to motber aa^?a^e^ Thea the weary eyelids dropped, tho soldier feW into a painless stupor and just as the siokly glow of the old. army . lantern begaa to palo ia tho Oomiog dawn of ! to go. ro?iowiog the well beaten | path through the baruyard a small rivulet, we entered tao stubble, field and tramped on, a hundred yard? per haps, to the open end of the second of tro parallel trenches. There we did what little we could to make, a Chris tian burial. From the sides of a pair of craoker bodies, framed ever and around the body as it lay in the trench, we improvised the best sub stitute for a coffin that tho exigencies of war would permit. Tuen from memory I spoke a short burial ser- ] vice, offered a brief prayer, while the faithful Spaulding knelt beside me with uncovered head, and, with the terse but solemn formula, "Dust to dust, ashes ?to at?!>es," committed the body of Donald Gordon to tho earth of tho battlefield whereon he foll. Ot.? his light, as bc lay in thc shallow trench, slept 700 men who died for tho Same lost caufo-nest to him the her culean frame of John Briggs, a Flori I da soldier, who gave up the struggle I only twenty minu< ;s after tho lieuten ant died and v is buri ^ an hour bo- | j foro bim. OD his left, in the same j aoried ranks of tbjj fallen, wo bad laid, | before I left tho wretched bara for ever, 200 more of tho army of North ern Virginia. j Through all the latter hours of that funeral day Tom Spaulding eat, knife in hand, patiently carving letters in ] the lid of a hoz that I had nailed to the threshold of the barn so that he ; might work upon it with his ono un crippled arm. In the evening he oho wed me his work. Deep in the yielding pine he had out this simple j epitaph: "Lieutenant Don. Gordon, 28th Georgia, C. 8. A." He pointed significantly toward the stubble field ; as he explained briefly: "Shingles with a name written on them hurried ly won't stand tho weather long. This will do better, I think." So the next day we drove the board deep into the ground at the head of the spot where Donald Gordon lay and left it there on humble monument to mark a sol dier's grave. Three weeks longer I toiled on amid the ghastly soeneB ot the barn hos pital, and when at last I kissed'my wife and babies at home again I had ? H. ule battle of my own to fight-eix weeks' tussle with malignant typhoid fever. - Years afterwards I learned that the tender messsges entrusted to the ser geant, the ring, the medallion and the portrait, never reached those dear ones ia Columbus, and they heard cot a word of how Don Gordon died. Poor, faithful Tom Spaulding'a fate was even more terrible than his comrade's. Be recovered from his wound, was ex changed soon after, rejoined the army of Northern Virginia and waa shot dead in the d>"*?trous attack at Mine Bun. H ?d I know o thia afc the timo my Btoiy Uii6ht not be worth the tell ing, for 1 ui i sh t bsve dene, in psr? at least, what *> mid Gordon left to hiss to do. But I did hot tao* it. . And io for eight y earp Donald Gordon slept beneath the field of Getty obt whik hie comrado'i body lay^ t^c not where. ' I only know that eome fiber* io the bettie-scarrfld Sonta--*? tba field where- ne fell* or in Homo sol diers' cemetery, . perohanoe~Tom Spaulding's body Hfe, an ioGigoifioant unit in the great unnumbcrad array Of the unknown deed. .j '- . The above interesting narrative was printed originally in ihe Philadelphia Preey, and reprlntod in thej?olumbue I Enquirer Bun in 1887> _ The article;^ too long for one edition of this de? partaient and will be ooncludod uest i week. ? The SSgnatufjBi Was Goit& ? story is told oi?how tho J?t? ex-; I Gov; Joseph A. Gilmor^ shire, when ho was superintend^. T the Concord1 and Claremont ?Railroad, pnoo^febte a ietter;to one of his seot?oo^OiBes who had done ebmev thing to displease him; j^l the man eouid make o^ perintehd^hi^ Sometime lifters Cou cord, the man went to 43*11 ou the Su perintendent at his ornoo. said Mr.vGiiimore7; ei^l; what ?te theeeetip^B?r.^Gi?n?ore^l John.: ?;^pL ? frt?ti Mr?i?ilmore, "di^l from me?'.* namf?g eteJ?S??S-' ' "Why yesj1 eerUiniy/' inewered John. '' . "Weil, didnH yo? .know tha* ?bat j Steel Ties for P*ilroad8. The railroads have for some t?L beeu iookiog for a good substitutJf?r wooden ties, and steel seems M he about the only material that i? |pf tioabla for that use. In discussing this subject tho Manufaotarers' Keo ord eays tfiat tho railroads in tho South will be able to got wooden ties longer tban will lines in most parts of the country, bat that even in the Southern section the desire of railroad men to secure a more durable sub stance tbao wood is shown by tests which have been made by one or two So them companies of either steel or concrete , ties. The Record believes thac before long a satisfactory form of steel tie will bo invented. That paper goes far to predict that tuero will bo rush Orders for steel ties be cause of the fact that ??tod ties last io the proportiou of thirty yoars to { three or eight. Another advantage is that steel ties, after they are exhaust ed, caa bo sold for scrap, while wood ya ties are worthless after use and thousands are burned every year to get them out of the way. Tho question of tho cost of equip ping railroads with steel tios very nat urally arises. Taking into consider- j ation the life of wooden ties, it is be lieved that for the present it would be only necessary to oover 50,000 miloo at oertaio periods at a cc-st of $250,000, 000. This would mean the expendi ture of more than one billion dollars, if all the steam railroads in this coun try had to be equipped with steel ties. He Kept.Hls Promise, There lives in Washington a physi cian who has a ten-year old son, a boy of great spirit, but no over abundance of streogth. Last summer the boy I scoured his father's permission to join a comping porty, organised by boys itt ? the neighborhood; but in the parting * ! instructions there was one restriction: .'Now, my hoy?" said the father, "I don't wish you to go out in your cousin Bob's banoo. He and those other lads are quite used to the water, but you are not, and you haven't as yet learned to sit still anywhere. You'll be with them but a short time, and with the other amusements you'll have,you oatt afford to let the oanoa, alone this, visit, so that yonr mother will not be worrying all the while/ you're away." ~V\. : The boy promptly gave the dented promise. On bis return: he was^nost enthusiastio* witf; regard to t$e<pkiuV ures ho had eu joyed. :? j p . ..Didn't mind not canoeing a bit, father," said he. "The obfy time they used the canoe, anywafcwasjfclie last day, to go over to the other shore. But I remembered my promise? and |? wasn't Agoing tb break it at the last minute. :So X swam aarosB."?-Amer .iosn^?peeUtor*..'-v;q^ M??lti Si .