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NEAR NATURE'S GOD. Col. Bacon Writes Eloquently of the Everlasting Hills-Some Obser vations on Hot Baths for the Rickety Rich. News and Courier. Hot Springs, Va., August 30.-To love beautiful things for th'eir own sake is what makes life a sacra ment and not a speculation. Up here in this beautiful valley and amid these towering mountains, if one does not live too much in the great hotel and :among its scenes of modern luxury and splendor-life may be made an uplifting and a helpful sacrament. We dwell in a large and elegant mansion, and yet, amid these vast pictures, it is but a white and red dot hanging upon the mountain side. The blue mountains rise up into the sky behind it and above it; now they stand out from it, and now they meet back again all around it. These moun tains seem to call to you-,and you may go to them and wvorship them on their extremest heights-them and their God an'. your God. A steep and narow path leads you up. tou are alone. The mountain brooks break into long, thin, white lines of foam all along your way. They rush down into the valley and seem to be lost. Sometimes you hear them break ing on the rocks three hundred feet below you. And the rocks grow higher and steeper on every side, and the top of the great mountain seems lost in the clouds. But God's eternal sunshine is over all and you do not feel tired. You smile, and are glad that the long day is before you. You look down into the -een val ley and feel that Heavei, not only -very high but very deep. The great dark, towering spruce pines stand on -ither side, throwing a, mysterious -pale-blue and deep green shadow -upon the earth. It grows cold. Lit tle chilly white ice plants hang from the crevices in the stone walls. But God's sun is an hour high in the east ern sky. and you are not far from the top. You stop to rest in a sort of lofty court made by four bare white walls of rock. The early sunbeams glint upon these white -walls and draw brilliantly colored pictures. Your soul is full of devotion, full of gratitude, full of joy, full of -sadness, full of a sense of vast un worthiness. You lean your elbows on your knees and gaze upon the pic tures that the sunbeams are painting 'upon the white walls. You see a Christ-a Christ in purple, carrying His cross. You see a Madonna in bilue and red. You see Roman sol <diers and a Christ with tied hands. Raphael never painted like this. You rise and go, half sad, half re joicing, to the broad but dizzy summit. You look around you and above you and below you, and your soul says:, This is God. "Enter-Rest-Pray !" It is Sunday morning. 8 o'clock, and we have just returned to our early communion in the exquisitely beau:iiul little Episcopal chapel in the valley elboy. It is called St. Luke's and we hear and rejoice, that a Southern woman-a faithful Sa vannah woman-was mainly instru mental in founding and building it. She has long been "numbered with the saints in glory everlasting." St. Luke's stands upon a very lovely spot under the shadow of the great red and white hotel, the greatest and grandest and most modern we have ever seen. This chapel is a free church. All the pews are absolutely free, and the doors are open morning, noon and night-forever and forever in God's grace. Above the front doors, in very large letters, are in -scribed the beauiul and noble wvords: "Entr-Rest-Pray." Its rector is a gifted and heioved young priest, the Rev. John Gardner Scott, a Rich mond man. On Sunday morning last, while Mr. Scott went to Warm ~Springs, five miles away. to feed a lit tle flock There. his chancel and pul pt -t;ere filled by the Rt. Rev. Bish op Leonard, of Ohio, and a Rev. Mr. Mayo, who preached a very excel lent sermon and ended by repeat ing that good old hymn, "My So'l, Be On Thy Guard." The Bishop assi.ed in reading the service, revealing a personal appear ance and manner of noble dignity, and a beautiful voice that rolled Out over his hearers like almost a heav -enly benediction. Bishop Leonard's oie is a southern voice-a voice very seldom heard out of the south. God deliver us from the general eastern or western voice. "Praise God from whom all blees ings flow." And now it is ii o'clock on Sun day night, and the great doxology that all the Christian- world sings re sounds and reverberates through the broad valley and surges up around all the mountain tops. It comes from the white, red and gold pergola of the great hotel. The Brothers Miglionico. The orchestra of the Hot Springs -hotel is a magnificent one from New York,-ten or twelve thoroughly ac complished italian musicians under the leadership of Signor Francesco Miglionico, ably seconded by his younger brother. Signor Glaccomo Miglio iico. These are genial and gen erous gentlemen-enthusiastic in 'heir art-with whom we have become in timate, and whose companionship we enjoy very much. They play on the piazza of the Casino every morn ing from ii to 12, every afternoon from five to six, and in the ball room every night from nine to eleven. Their Sunday evening concerts in the great pergola-no dancing-are splen did illustracions, in the main, .of the i very highest and noblest style of mu sic-Wagner, Gounod, Liszt, Bach, Schumann, Schubert, Mendelsshon. When the regular programme-a beautifully printed and illuminated one-is over, Signor Francesco plays a few introductory bars upon his magic violin, and Signor Glaccomo upon his silver flute, at which the whole vast and magnificently draped audience rise to their fee7r and stand in dignified silence. Then the whole orchestra booms forth the great uni versal doxology and as if by one mighty impulse every human voice is lifted in a mighty, soaring paean of praise to the one and only true God. Worthy of God's Blessing. We beleive in dancing and much dancing, (they say "darncing" here,) but no on Sunday-not on Sunday. Therefore we commend the Hot Springs company for interdicting the dance on Sunday. But they enforce another interdction still more worthy of the blessing of God. They sternly prohibit the nasty, noisy, 'tumultuous, death-dealing automobile. No Van derbilt, nor Astor, nor Gould, nor Wilheim Hohenzollern, nor Nicholas Romanoff can bring an automobile I here. Neither do the yachts of mil lionaires sail up the broad and deep river formed by the overflow of the soda, iron, sulphur and magnesia springs. The water of this river is so hot thatc it wou-ld burn out the millionaires' yachts in sixty min utes. "Are You Taking the Treatment?" Upon being introduced to a per son here the f-irst question the per son asks you is, "are you taking the treatment?" There are v'ery emi nient physicians here who administer and superintend "the :reatment," and the bath houses are magnificent in :heir appointment and perfect in their comfort. The treatment, so far as we can hear, means a fearful and won derful course of daily or every-other day baths in the hot, warm and tepid waters of the different springs. These baths are tempered from water hot enough to scald a hog in, to merely lukewarm, and are accompanied by stupendous and mysterious Turkish kneadings and massages. They wind uip, so we hear, with a 'terrible rub bing of the whole body with alco hol or vitriol. They cost a great deal of money and are splendidly effi cacious. Crooked people are made straight, and dead people are restored to life-and go leaping like a chamois over the mountain tops. This is true. Even in our two visits here we have seen some wonderful cures of rheu matism and of lame, suffering and rickety people. We answer the in evitable question by replying: "No, we are not rickety enough and not rich enough." Free Water and No Insulting Signs. Speaking above of the cost of the "treatment" reminds us to say. and we say it with admiration. tha'r these beautiful grounds, in all their length and breadth and glory, and all these lifegiving waters, are free to every b)ody. It is, "ho, everyone that :his:eth, come, without money and without price." There are no morti fying and insulting signs as these: "Do not step on the grass," "Step resusciated with great difficulty, were not pull the flowers," "Do not break the shrubbery." At Hot Springs you are free, be you a western mil lionaire in the great hotel, or a pov. erty-stricken, rag tag southerner in a modest outside cottage. The high and generous spirit of the Hot Springs company in this respect is most admirable. Godder-Hadder-HaRter. God have mercy upon our souls and still more upon our language - upon our "English undefiled," "Goi der" means "got to," and "hafter" means "have to." A genteel young drummer, apparently well educa:ed, says: "Oh, I didn't want to go, but I just hadder." A fashionable and cultivated looking lady says: "Thank you, but I can't, I hafter go now and dress for dinner." This is awful, un speakably awful. A *tall blonde boy said to us the --ther day, speaking of a beautiful and wealthy young girl in the hotel: "She skins them all with glad rags, I tell you she does. She just godder do it." We fainted, and upon being resucitated with great difficulty, were informed that the poor boy simply meant that the rich young lady dressed more handsomely than any other woman in the hotel. She "skinned" them all. Again, God have mercy upon our souls and our lan guage. Putters -Divers-Lofters-Bunkers. Putters drivers, lofters, bunkers, divots, brassies, caddies, T-grounds. These are golf game words and phrases. We have had a chance to really see golf-or rather to see real golf-in all its glory, and to learn it a little. It is a very noble and beautiful game and is much played here by human being of all sexes, ages and conditions. On the links, gray haired men and women are daily in strong evidence. The Hot Springs are certainly among the finest :. the world. The course consists of 18 holes and stretches away 'two miles from the starting point. When you have gone through the whole course, you have acheived threem iles, and when you throw in the running and bounding and leaping and scufflling and pating and perspiring you have achieved 23 miles. But after-writing all this about golf, the -thought oc curs to us sadly that only rich people have time to play golf, Should golf links be instituted here and there and yonder all over South Carolina, how few of us would ever have time to play. Mr. and Mrs. Wilmot De Saussure Porcher, of Charleston, are here the only South Carolinians, if we do not err. They are very popular and Mr. Porcher, were you to put a hel met and coat of mail on hi-m, would look and be just as real a Norman knight as any one of his ancestors who followed William the Conquerer more than a thousand years ago. A Blue Grass Belle. The most popular and most beau tiful girl here-and the richest per haps- is Miss Clara P>ell, of Lex ington. Kentucky. She is a lov'ely blonde. "A daughter of the gods. di vinely tall, and more divinely fair." WVe are sorry we mentioned Miss Bell's wealth, for really she is very far above any such consideration in her own mind, or in the minds of her hosts of friends. She is just a genial, honest, kind-hearted, unaffected, graceful little southern girl. The Hero Of Manilla. Admiral and Mrs. Lewey are here. The old hero is much younger and much handsomer man than we had expected to see. His mustache is snow white. He dresses well, and is extremely quiet. Mrs. Dewey, the only time we have had the pleas uire of seeing her, was a dream of tasteful style and quiet elegance in pale lilac. Shanghai Entertains Paris and Cork. Admiral Dewey's valet is a China man, who wears his pig-tail between his shirt and his skin. A few even ings ago-so we hear-he gave a ce lestial tea in compliment to the la dies' maids and chambermaids of the hotel. Many of these, as we under stand, are French women, while many are Irish ladies whose tonguies wag gedl first on the banks of the Liffy. This certainly might be called Shang hai entertaining Paris and Cork. We were not present at the entertainment. We would willingly have worn a pig tail be'tween our shirt and our skin to be admitted. Tams T. Bacon. Blessedness Of The Man With The Hoe. Sunday School Times. "It has been rightly objectea to most of the estimates of the balance of happiness and misery in the world, that they ignore the amount of hap piness which all thinking creatures find in activity. People make felicity to turn merely upon the possession or the warrt of enjoyable things, and on freedom from pain or enduraiice of it. But in truth the greatest of our pleasures lies in the joy of action. We are so made that every natural function, in our normal conditions, is accompanied with The enjoyment in its discharge, and the most so when this involves exertion. The lower forms of animai life show this. The bird flies and th.e fish swims with manifest pleasure in the motion, and they prove it by not confining the flying and the swim ming to what is necessary, but by add ing to it by way of frolic. -The horse races around -the pasture-field with evident delight in motion; and the climbing animals, such as the wild sheep bound with such ecstacy among the hills as proves that even that more toilsome forrr -f activity has its atten'dant and compensating pleasure. So it is with man's work of all degrees. fine and coarse, if it is rightly chosen and controlled by wis dom. We are tempted at times to speak of the toilers of the world as objects of our pity, and Markham's "Man with the Hoe" embodies a great deal of superficial opinion on the subject. But the man most to be pitied is the man without the hoe or any equivalent for it. He who has no honest and useful work to tax his energies cannot live a wholesome and normal life, and must miss the best joys of existence. Be he millionaire or tramp, noble or "hooligan," he is out of the line of real enjoyment. Nor can a man satisfy his need by sport in place of work. That is well enough for the immature who .h.ave not grown enough to enjoy work itself. The mature man knows that if he does not get pleasure in his work he will get it nowhere. Mr. Gough used to say that he had met but two persons who were perfectly happy, and one of them was a paper ruler, who said to him: "When I have a -fine lot of paper to rule, and my machine is workink well, I am perfectly happy!" That man had got beyond his boyhood to manhood. He 'did not need the useless, half animal activities of the play-ground to make his life endurable. He found satisfaction in useful work, which minis'tered to -th.e needs of the world. And all wise and experienced peo pie have learned to look to their work for their ha:ppiness, as boys look for it to their play. Mental activity obeys the same laws as physical. Real enjoyment in the things of the mind comes to us from1 exertion. WVe may get a sor: of amusement out of the books we read wit'hout exertion, but it soon loses its zest. If we go ;on with. them, it will be to kill time which is surely the worst motive for reading. The books that we look 'back upon with pleasure are those which made us work.' which kept our attention on 1 the stretch, wh.ich roused our antag onism possibly, and set us thinking. He is a good writer who does not' make 'things so clear to us as to leave us nothing to chew over, but who gives the brain wholesome activity. Such an author will stand high in the esteem- of thoughtful readers when the easy, commonplace books have been forgotten. 1: is the 'delight of mental exertion which has been the great stimulus to intellectual activity. The true scholar has in~ him something of Lessing's spirit, when he said that if God of-1 fered him the choice between 'truth itself and the search for truth, he would choose the latter. God has so ordered things that we have both, for both are needful to us. In th.e Bib!e itself the truth is presented to us,, not as a neat 'bundle of fact and princi pies, made up and handed over to us as a possession, but as the outcome of a process of loyaj activity in obe dience and search, by whic'h we pass from less to greater, not without toil and the joy that toil brings us." Speakeasies often seem to go with out saying. Looking on the bright side never Pointed Paragraphs. Across lots-ferry boats. Brain food is one of the things that )ught to go to the head. Isn't the doctor who is also guar lian, something of a ward healer? Sometimes an old dress does its >wner a good turn. T'he successful candidate appreci tes the "many happy reurns of the lay." The postmaster gives many things he stamp of approval. The cradle manufacturer travels a -ocky road to success. The long and short of it is, chat t doesn't take long to get short. It's quite a come-down to some mea o ge a new wife who blows them up. If new cider could speak, it might ay. "Will you love me when I'm 'The toy balloon man doesn't care o meet anybody who will take the vind out of his sales. ,ow the season's come to gun, * ot of sports are on the run. Phey themselves, as like as not, Nill come home at least "half shot." There is something about a square neal thatmakes them an who is eating t hink he is a mighty good fellow. Family life would be more beauti ul than it is written in the story >ooks if its history were not written )n t'he shop bills. 3TATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA -COUNTY OF NEWBERRY IN COMMON PLEAS. The Newberry Savings Bank, Plain tiff, against Thos. J. Boozer, et aL, defendants. By virtue of an order of 'Ehe Court ierein, dated July 26th, 1905, I will ;ell at public outcry, at Newberry lourt House, S. C., on the first Mon lay in October, 1905, all the right, :itle, interest and estate of the de endant, Thos. J. Boozer, in a tract >f land situate in the county of New )erry, State aforesaid, containing one iundred and fifty acres, more or less, Lnd bounded by lands of Henry D. Boozer, Levi Longshore, estate of . J. Longshore and others. Terms of Sale: Cash, purchaser o pay for all papers. H. H. Rikard, Master's Office, Master. Newberry, S. C., Sept. 8, Igo5. STORAGE NOTICE. Newberry, S. C., Aug. 26, 19o5. lo all merchants and whom it may concern: The fellowing circular from South ~rn Car Service association, office of nanager, circular No. 13, Columbia, . C., August Ist, 19o5: "The lines nterested in South Carolina, in order o avoid claim of discrimination have ound necessary to absolutely dis ontinue the practice of giving free torage to any article in or on their roperty at all their stations. You tre hereby instructed that on and af er September Ist, to allow nothing to >e stored at your station in your local lepot, on platforms or in other prop ~rty belonging to the railroads unless ull storage, as allowed by the rules >f the South Carolina Railroad Coin nission and the railroads, is collect (Signed) 3. C. Haskell, Man'r. Please take notice and be advised hat the storage rules at our stations vill be enforced as above. This ap lies to everyt-hing for this place, in :luding fertilizer. - J. P. Sheely, Agent Southern R. R. J. W. Denning, Agent C., N. &. L. R. R. LAND SALES. On Saleday, in October, 19o5, at II 'clock a. mn., we will sell at public Luction in front of the '.ourt house, ebout 350 acres of land, of the estate >f Mrs. Sibbie D. Cromer, deceased, >y authority given us in her will, the ame to be sold in four tracts, plats >f which will be exhibited at the sale nd may be seen before that time up >n application. Terms of Sale: One half of the >urchase money to be paid in cash and alance in one year, with interest from lay of sale, with leave to anticipate >ayment of the credit portion in whole >r in part, the credit portion to be ecured by note and mortgage of the >remises, with stipulation for 1o per :ent attorney's fees if placed in the 1ands of a lawyer for collection. Pur :haser to pay for papers. John A. Cromer, I. M. Smith,