Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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(New Yorl Fei. 1, 2011. Seren o'clock in the morning. The closed shutters pro long the night. John Smith sleeps peacefully. Suddenly at his bedside the ci upper of the phonograph-alarm "trembles and produces sweetly har monious sounds. John opens his eyes. Reaching out his hind he finds an electric button, ?which he presses. Automatically the -shuttsrs open. The window closes and the sunlight pours into the room.. John Smith's chamber is furnished ?with taste and even with a certain amount of luxury: not because he is rich, but that in this twenty-first cen tury luxury costs little and no one is poor. The brass bed is no longer that heap of blankets, feathers, wool and hair against which hygienists use* to rail. A metal mattress sup ports pneumatic cushions inflated ?with air, the temperature of which is regulated at pleasure. All is ready for Ms toilet and his bath. Through the room the air circu lates freely, ceaselessly renewed by Ingenious mechanism. Within tne walls, conduits of water, warmed by a central electric furnace, distribute everywhere an equal heat in the cold season. In summer the same con duits serve to cool the air. Such is the apartment occupied by John Smith on the forty-fifth floor of One Hundred and Eighteenth avenue. New York. But Mr. Smith has not yet risen He Is talking to the table beside his bed. "I want a cup of synthetic cocoa, very hot," he says. In a few minutes the table opens and the aromatic breakfast appears before the eyes of the hungry man. This is no magic table; no spirit is concealed in it; it is simply provided with a microphone by means of which Mr. Smith expresses his wants to the officials of the public aliman taticn service, which has its branch,'-? on Ihe ground floor of every house of any importance. While drinking his chemically pro duced cocoa Mr. Smith listens to the morning papers. Every hous? wHh 'modern conveniences' communicates with a central information bureau whii:h gives it at all hours the news only to slip a small coin into a slot, and a speaking trumpet is unco/ered, which at once begins in a sonorous voice to recite the telegrams of the night, the news items, the political news, the stock quotations, literary and dramatic criticisms. When Mr. "Smith has heard enough of one >u ticlj he presses an e'.ec ri? button anc. the voice tells something else. This continues till his toilet is ?n thrcugh. Mr. Smith is something of a dandp. He is dressed in a full tunic it- Gre ctai! style, which sets off his power ful and youthful figure and allows perfect ease of movement. ITi= shoes j arc polished by mechanical brushes, operated by electric buttons. What vehicle shall he take to go to his business? The railway that runs under every street? The mov ing sidewalk that passes before all the shop fronts? Shall he go on foct over the innumerable bridges which unite all the buildings of the] ?city at all heights? He decides upon an aerotaxl. Let us follow him in j th<- elevator, which sets him down upon the terrace of his dwelling, un tie" a sky that is shadowed by great wings that vibrate with the sirens of I tho aerobuses. A Harbor in the Air. I The sky resembles the harbor of a grijat port in which multitudes of veusels are moving in every direction.! Aerocabs, with polished hoods, buzz absut like big beetles. The ventri- j potent Tottenville-Poughkeepsie aerobus passes like a flash in a whirl wind. As it is scarcely S o'clock few private airships, with solemn footmen In livery and gauntlets, are seen. But many clerks mounted "upon old-model Bleriots, bought at second hand, hasten to their morning I work. Upon a biplane of archaic model, "which looks like a flying bureau, they mount a crippled sandwich man, who scatters handbills as he dodges about in the crowd with all the skill of the New York street arab. The use of balloons has not been abandoned; those cumbrous bind dors inflated with inflammable gas. thosti dangerous toys with which our an cestors used to allow themselves to flcat, not yet knowing how to fly. | They are to be seen everywhere nut without aeronauts. Reduced in sir.o and always captive, they serve :<s buoys and marks, bearing the names of the several streets that lie below, or of the landing stations. Like baskets, great Incandescent electric lights are hun? from them to illum inate the air routes at night. And then there are the advcrtisi'is: bal loons, launched from the roofs of the great stores like soap bubbles, which float in all directions to announce the great white sale here or the bar gains in furniture there. Mr. Smith mounts a cab which has come to a stop beside the terrace. Off he goes over New York. Some of the small antiquated buildings .'f the early twentieth century of the smr.ll antiquated buildings of the early twentieth century still exist?the Metropolitan Tower, the Public Li brary, the Cathedral of St. .lohn the Divine. But thpse cnce magnificent structures are insignificant now in this forest of fifty-story buildings, with their spacious roof terraces, "built for all time, of steel and ce ment, proof against fire or earth quake. These gigantic structures are studios, factories, shops, hotels. Man hattan Island is the heart of the city. It is covered from one end to the other with these buildings in which nothing but business is d^-ne, for n< one lives on Manhattan lslan.l any more. These buildings are tied to each other at almost every story by sus YEARS HENCE c World.) pension bridges, which give the cit> the aspect of fifty cities superim posed, each black with moving mul titudes. Electricity the Only Motive Power. All chimneys have disappeared. Electric light, heat ai>d power have long since done away with the use of steam, even for cooking. From the height at which Mr. Smith is hy ing he looks down upon avenues of trees and flowers through which cir culate the moving sidewalks. There is do dust, for there are neither wagons nor horses. ?Suddenly a platoon of flying police dashes into the cloud of airships, making a lane among them for a giant that darkens the horizon. A siren booms and a majestic shadow soars over the city. It is the express aerial Atlantic liner Prris-New" York, which arrives at 8 a. m. every day and settles like an albatross to dis charge its passengers upon a vast landing stage where Central Park was a hundred years ago. The great co-opeiu.tive societies absorbed the small factories and shops long ago. Each has a tower in which all branches of its industry are conducted. It is upon the ter race of one of these that John Smith's aerotaxi sets him down. It is called the Shoe House. For the elegant John Smith is a working shoemaker in the morning, ihe ex treme division of fortunes and labor abolished all idlers la this society, where every one takes his share of moderate work that is never tiring ind even manual labor is no longe* considered to be degrading. The workshop is vast. As wall it Ms fifty tiers of cel;s lighted from the outside?like the cells of a gi gantic dove-cote a thousand feet liigh. Each cell contains one man or several men, but machinery does everything and the workman is only the intelligence that directs. On arriving Mr. Smith registers his presence and goes to his own com partment, where he sits comfortably in an arm chair at a table covered 'with instruments. Mirrors enable him to watch in the space occupied by the machines, which fills the cen ter of the skyscraper from cellar to roof, that particular bit of mach anism which is his department. From time to time he touches a spring, In terrupts or opens a circuit or sends a. message over the telephone, hold ing in his plump hand?as soft as that of a bureaucrat?the little lever which regulates the movement of a wheel a hundred feat in diameter that performs automatically the work formerly done by a hundred men. Mr. Smith's every movement Is registered by a dynamometer. An other machine registers the number of hours he is at work. These rec ords are transmitted to a central mo chine which automatically calculates his salary. When his attention is not immedi ately necessary he chats with distant nersons, listens attentively through the microphone to tue lectures some professor at Columbia or Harvard is giving to his pupils. The clocks of the city chime noon. The workman's day is over. A few hours have sufficed for a world of workers to produce whatever roan kind needs in food, clothes, paper, light, heat, etc., for a day. A slot above his desk opens and John Smith's diurnal salary falls out. He is free for the rest of the day. The flood from the factories pours out upon the city, flows over the bridges, spreads out upon the ter races, humming wi+h life. On the edge of the streets three sidewalk? move at graduated speeds, in order that people may step from one tn the other without danger. That nearest the houses permits the promenaders to inspect the window displays In Use shops. There is a sidewalk for those who are in a hurry and one ft.r those who merely want to loaf. Th* latter has seats, telephones and little cafes upon it. Appetite euides Mr. Smith to a res taurant. No waiters are to be seen. He glances over the menu, which is a record of the progress of culinary chemistry, and selects for his lunch eon two scrambled eggs with grated cheese, a beefsteak, a salad and strawberry ice cream. He spe^.^j his order to the table us he would have done years ago to an attentive Lead waiter. The table opens and from the I hollow arise a plate, bread, forks, wine'and a steaming dish full of .-. golden mass. Needless to say. no hen laid those eg*p; they are an ad mirable composition of artificial al bumen. No cow gave the milk from which this cheese was made; no vine sjrew grapes to make this wine. A periscope in the middle of the table reflects into '.he basement the iraase of this man c.nd his luncheon, so that when be has finished the first course and pushes back his plate this vanishes instantly and is replaced quickly by a fine juicy synthetic beef steak and artificial lettuce. His meal costs him only a few cents. There is no waiter to tip, no cashier to pay. The price Is fixed. On leaving he slips the amount into a slot by the door. John Smith generally employs his afternoons in perfecting his educa tion. He often goes to the Museum wherein are preserved speciments of extinct animals such as horses, (loss, cats, sheep and ch.'ckens. He loves to study the day in which such be ings were the companions of men. For now, such progress have chemistry and mechanics made that man has no more need of animals. He has killed olT some and neglected to foster the multiplication of others. So they have disappeared. The whistle of machinery and the hum of motors have taken the place of the song of birds. The forests are de serted and the fields without moos, whinnies or larks. Entering the great hall of the '.Museum,''Mr. Smith attends the in augural lecture of a course that is to trace :the history of the conquest of the mpon. It was in 19S0 that a! new Christopher Columbus, long foreshadowed by the story-writers, landed upon our satellite. A vehicle was built, moved by apergy, that etherlc force which counteracts the attraction of gravitation and enables a body to pass through interplane tary space. The car, contained an abundant provision of oxygen in solid form, of which it was only necessary to melt a small piece in order to feed the lungs of the daring explorer for several days. lAfter six months of anxiety and hope this modern caravel landed its captain upon the moon at the bot tom Of an arid hollow which astron omers had called the Sea of Sereni ty. The man, in a diver's suit, took several steps outside his car, enough to gaze upon a vast amphitheatre, dazzling in the crude iight and brist ling with hard ridges and mineral efflorescence. He proved that this dead world was utterly uninhabita ble. Through the hermetically closed costume which covered him he could feel a glacial chill; his limbs swelled and gave him' acute pain; death was lying in wait for him. Hurriedly he started on his return voyage to the earth. Unfortunately the greater part of the stored oxygen had leaked out and spread itself over the surface of the moon, so that on the returin trip he was obliged to put himself on short rations of air, as ancient mariners used sometimes to have to do with fresh water, and he arrived home half asphyxiated about a year after his departure. But he opened the way. Crowds ventured to m-.-.ke the terrific voyaf,t.. Many never returned. Visionary per sons suggested that, as weight count ed for nothing in the etheroraobile, tons of solidified air might be trans ported to be liberated on the moon, where, held by the attraction of grav itation, it would little by little form an atmosphere. Such a task world have required centuries and would have impoverished cur own supply of air. Instead of this, chem ical reagents were employed which started a chemical revolution on the moon and liberated vast quantities of the oxygen that had been in com bination with its minerals. After many voyages and many ex periments a thin stratum of breath able air spread over the lower places at the surface of the ground. Slen der though it was it sufficed for the vegetation of humble plants such as mosses and lichens, and through nat ural chemistry to form vapor. Seeds were planted and they grew. From that time the dead moon was reborn; its atmosphere increased in volume through the sole agency of the res I piration of the plants. Little by little the Inhabitants of the earth noticed changes in the appearance of their satellite, now covered by fine, misty flakes, which broke up the light into exquisite twilight tints. It was at last possible to live there. The high er plants were now beginning to grow; the decay of vegetable matter was forming soil. A few small ani mals were taken there; then a whole Noah's ark. These, by supplying or ganic matter, were contributing to make the moon at some later day habitable to man. Matters have reached this stage now, when John Smith is listening to the story in the Museum. If man has not yet taken possession of his colony he has made many excursions to it and is accustoming himself to Its severe climate. The species of animals that are now extinct upon the earth, save in a few zoological gardens, are developing at liberty and transforming themselves natur ally to adapt themselves to their new conditions of existence. Catching a Bank Thief. When John Smith left the Museum it was about 3 o'clock. He was struck by the unusual aspect of the streets. The sidewalks moved, un occupied, scarcely a vehicle flew through the air. 'But a a vast crowd was gathered in one of the squares' and all eyes were turned upon a white sheet that hung before a win dow. Suddenly, streams of ink be gan tracing letters upon the sheet and Smith read: ."3 P. M.?In checking the ac counts of a certain Lafuite, cashier of the Boston Bank, away on his vacation, a deficit of $3,000,000 has just Jseen discovered. At this mo ment the portrait of the defaulter is being sent b$ wireless telephotogra phy to all points of the world. It is known that he is not in New York. Then the sheet was drawn up and an immense photograph of the dis honest cashier was shown. The crowd greeted it with hoots. At this very moment this very portrait was being displayed in every city and town in the world, from the cold abode of the Esquimaux to that of the Terra del Guegans, from the island dots in the middle of the oceans to the highest peaks of Asia. It was also appearing upon the re ceiving boards of ships upon the sea, of subterranean railroads and air I ships far above the clouds. It was appearing in the submarine abysses in which men were travelling or working. There was scarcely a hu man being at this moment who had ; not this picture before his eyes. Ah! {how difficult has the profession of j thief become! Throughout the city the news was discussed. Soon a new j dispatch was posted: "3:15 P. M.?It is announced that ?an etheromobile disappeared twelve days ago from a gnrace in Rrooklyn. I Lafuite is believed to have taken pos j session of it at nitdit in order to ''elude pursuit by taking refuge on I the moon. If this prov? true all [hope of finding him must be aban ' doned. We do not yet possess thanks to the carelessness of the' i Government any means of arresting a man upon the surface of our satel lite." Yes, the moon, 238,S50 miles from the earth, a five months journey, as a safe refuge for the criminal, lr the villain has twelve days' Btart he ! can never be caught and at the end, of his. journey he will have a whole world ?to himself. The crowd is struck with admira tion for the audacity of the criminal and half hopes this rumor may prove true. The whole city is excited. Vast crowds gather before the bulle tin boards of the newspapers. More than 30,000 are assembled before that of The World, now an hourly paper. From the balcony a vast trumjpet roaxs despatches as they are received from all over the earth. At 4:45 a shout goes up. The dis appearance of the etheromobile has been explained it is carrying a com mittee of four members of the Uni versity to observe meteorological phe nomena. So Lafuite is still on earth. ?At 5:3 0 a despatch from Vera Cruz announces that a man corre sponding to the description of La fuite and traveling alone in an aero plane descended in that city six days ago to get gasoline and food. He left again for the South at a speed estimated at 3 00 miles an hour. At last, at 6:05, a thunderous des patch proclaimed that the defaulting cashier has just been arrested in a cafe at Buenos Ayres, where he was Identified in spite of the fact that he had shaved off his beard and was wearing black goggles. Night falls upon the excited city. This is only a phrase, for there is no more night except in the room3 where men sleep. When the sun setj myriads of electric moons make an artificial day, as bright as the real, a terrestrial daylight that mounts into the sky and puts the stars to shame. It is the hour of evening promenaders. The citizens of New York, mounted upon rapid airships, go out with thtir families for fresh air in the Catskilis and the Berkshire Plills, which have become city parks, full of crowds and music. Dinner by Pushing Electric Buttons. For New York, which once was the tiny city bounded by Yonkers and the ocean, has swallowed its suburbs, eaten up the adjacent counties. It is no longer a city?it is an urban region. Around a monstrous nu cleus, the centre of business and pleasure, wherein no one lives out side working hours, extends in ev ery direction, the garden city of which the ancient hygienists used to preach. In this smiling country, filled with parks and gardens, the New Yorker lives, if he has a family. There are a few bachelors, like John Smith, who prefer to dwell on th'-? upper floors of skyscrapers on the edge of the business centre, but all others must have their own h ?uses. There is no home so humble that it is not tied to the universe by tele phone, telegraph and telephone, wire less, of course. The moving side walks and subterranean railroads take them to and fro, to say nothing of the aerobuses and aerotrains. A!.' these pretty homes are heated, cooled and lighted by electricity and pro vided with automatic apparatus that dispenses their Inhabitants from work. John Smith gladly accepts an invi tation to dine with friends. This ev ening he goes out to the hoi:?f of Mr. Barrett, a widower who lives among his rhododendrons on the southern slops of Slide Mountain, with his centenarian mother and a charming daughter. As soon as he arrives Miss Bar rett cooks the dinner with her o-vn dainty fingers. For neither here nor in the palaces of the banker-princes are there servants any more. The fai.-yi electricity has reduced culinary operations to a series of daintv ges tures, very similar to those made' by typewriters or pianists. All dishes are prepared in the dining-room, right on the table, by means of glit tering instruments of precision of copper and nickel. A Theatre in the Drawing Room. When they rose from the table af ter dinner Mr. Barrett expressed the hope that Mr. Smith would pass the evening with them and suggested that they go to a theatre. His daugh ter suggested the opera, Mr. Bar rett thought Mr. Smith might like to hear that ancient classic "Chantec ler," which was being given at Daly's. "I like those old-fashioned simple things," said the host," and in mu sic I confess that I do not under stand those new composers. I ha/o not go beyond Strauss; yes, Strauss, simple and old-fashioned as he is. And I really enjoy an evening of that antiquated Wagner, strange as it may seem. Mother, will you ac company us?" The aged Mrs. Barrett shook her head. "I will leave you," she said. "I have my own theatre, that of the old folks. "My mother," said 'Mrs. Barrett, "scarcely sleeps now by reason of her age, and she passes the greater part of her nichts calling up the past. She has in her room a phon ocinematograph and is never tired of making it unroll the films on which her whole life is registered. It is a tradition in our family to register all important events such as births, marriages, deaths, family feasts, conversations with dear friends, etc." They went into the drawing room and sat down in silence. "Daughter," said Mr. Barrett, "put out the lights and give us communi cation with the Old Theatre." 'Mr. Barrett had the telephotothe atrophone in his house. Darkness filled the room. Only the great mirror that covered one of the walls Beemed full of fluorescent liiht. A luminous vapor passed over it. The light grew stronger and a great red curtain appeared. At the sides of the mirror moved the heads of spectators, the horseshoe of the balconies spreag; fans quivered over flashes of diamonds on bare shoul ders. Expectant life seethed upon this animated picture. The buzz of conversation could be heard. The three persons had all the impression of being in the theatre. The curtain rose. The perform ance took place. Three hours later Mr. Smith took his leave, and before midnight was back in the city lighted by a thou sand artificial moons, and was re gaining his apartment in One Hun dred and Eighteenth avenue. His day was over. TAX NOTICE. Office of County Treasurer, Orange* burg County, Orangeburg, S. C. October 1st. 1910. The regular Tax Duplicate will be open for collection of all taxes due State, County and School for Orange burg County, from tht 15 th day of October to the 31st of December, in clusive. The following is the levy: State Tax.5 3-4 mlllB. Ordinary County.4 1-2 mills. County School Tax.3 mills. Road Tax... . .1 mills. Total.14 1-4 mills Also the following special local Taxes: Special Bonded Debt,1 Tax. District No. 27 .. ...4 District No. 28.4 District No. 33 .3 District No. 34.3 2 District No. 36 .,. .,. .. 6 2 District No. 3.3 District No. 8.3 4 DiBtrict No. 11 .-.2 District No. 12..3 [ District No. 13 .. .,.2 District No. 18.r.4 2 District No. 20 ... .. .,.4 District No. 21.2 District No. 22.2 District No. 23 .. '.. ...2 District No. 26 ....;?. 5 1 District No. 37 ?. .. . .2 District No. 38.2 District; No. 40.-.4 District No. 41.4 District No. 42.2 District No. 43.3 District No. 44 .. .:. . .3 District No. 4 6.3 District No. 47.1 District No. 48.4 District No. 49.2 District No. 55.3 District No. 64 .. ... . .3 District No. 65.5 2 District No. 68..4 District No. 70.5 2 District No. 71.4 District No. 72 ... . . . .4 District No. 74.4 District No. 75.2 District No. 76.3 District No. 78.3 District No. 82.3 District No. 83.3 District No. 86.2 Commutation Road Tax will be re celved at same time. The time for payment of Road TaxeB expires March lBt, 1911. A. D. FAIR, County Treasurer, 0. C. Prevent and Relieve Headache "It gives me great pleasure to be able to refer to Dr. Miles' Anti-Pain Pills as the best rem edy we have yet had in our house for the prevention and cure of headache. My wife who has been a constant sufferer for a number of years with above complaint joins me in the hope that they may fall into the hands of all sufferers." JOHN BUSH, Watervleit, Me. Used Them Four Years. "Dr. Miles' Anti-Pain Pills are the best I ever tried for the relief of headache. I have used them for nearly four years and they never fail to gfive me relief. I have tried many other rem edies, but have never found anjj better." JOSEPH FRANKOWICK, 854 Trombly Av., Detroit, MicK. There is no remedy that will more quickly relieve any form of headache than Dr. M?W Anti-Pain Pills. The best feature of this re markable remedy is the fact that it does not derange the stomach or leave any disagreeable after effects. Druggists everywhere sell them. If first package falls to benefit, your drug* gist will return your money. MILES MEDICAL CO., Elkhart, Ind. You can be Pleased Fit= ted and Made Glad BY VISITING' GE0. V. ZEIGLER and asking to be shown his line of Shoes, Etc. THESE LINES ONLY SOLD BY HIM. The Zeigler Bro?.? Shoes and Oxfords for Ladies, Misses, Children and Babies. The Walkin Shoe and Oxfords for Misses, Children and Babies. The "Educator" Shoes and Oxfords for Ladies, Misses, Chil dren and Babies. The Jas. A. Banester & Co.'s fine Shoes and Oxfords for Men. The Raliston Health Shoes and Oxfords for Men. The W. L. Douglas Co., Shoes and Oxfords for Men and Boys. And Many Other Lines. When The Fire Bell Rings is no time lo think of in surance. It is too late then. Don't wait tojsee' your homeland the results of your labor go\ip in smoke. Get Insured Now while your home business is insurable. Have us write you a policy today and protect yourself from the ruin that has fallen upon so many others through their neglect to insure, I6LER ;& DIBBLE Tbe Insurance Men I ORANGEBURG, S. C. THINK IT OVER fSOA/'T YOU THINA THAT' A CHECKING] ?ACCOUNT1 H E%E IS ?SOME THING TOU \tJEED tVHEN IT WILL MEAN A 'RECEIPT '?FOR EVE%T jCENi Expended-a bet) ter credit stand* tNG?AND RELIEFl FROM THE ffO'RJR.Yi JF CARRYING CASW )tff- YOUR PERSONA EOISTO SAVINGS BANK TOTAL RESOURCES SS257S0J5. 1% INIEHESIfAlllfU! SAVINGS . I crtilizcrs. Mr. Royster believed that success awaited the Manufacturer of Fertilizers who would place quality above other considerations. This was Mr. Royster's idea Twenty-seven years ago and this is his idea to-day; the result has been that it requires Eight Factories to supply the demand for Royster Fertilizers* F. S. ROYSTER GUANO COMPANY. FACTORIES AND SALES OFFICES. NORFOLK. VA. TARBORO. N. C. COLUMBIA. S. C. SPART AN DURQ. S. C. MACON. QA. COLUMBUS, QA. MONTGOMERY, ALA. BALTIMORE. MD.