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VOL XLIV NO.83. NEWBERRY S. Co FRIDAY' SEPiEMBER 13. 1907 THE~ NEWS OF BOSPERITY.IS Death of Mrs. Derrick-Marriage Y Bells Ring-Many People Mov ing About. E .0 Prosperity, Sept. 12.-Our town was cafled on to mourn to death of b one of our most estimable ladies. Mrs. i Ann Hentz Derrick passed away very suddenly on Sunday evening. Mrs. h Derrick was in the 53 year of her age. She leaves six children. Mrs. Derrick came to Prosperity about one year J ago in order to school her children. F She had been ill with typhoid fever a but was convalescent and was thought to be out of danger. Dr. Wyche was present conversing with her at the time of her death. t She will be missed by the ladies in their mission work and aid society and her place in-church will be vacant. . She was very regular in her attend ance upon the services of the church. She will be missed by a large circle of friends. Rev. M; 0. J. Kreps con ducted prayer services at the home. e She was buried at Bethlehem, Rev. J. J. Long conducting the last sad rites. f Miss Lula (raig has returned to n her home after a pleasant visit to Miss Isoline Wyche. t] Mr. Young Brown has returned to Erskine college. Miss Kate Thompson has returned. to Due West Female college. A number of the young men have returned to Clemson. Among the num ber we note Messrs. Thos. M. Hunter, Wm. Dominick, Pressley Felleis and b others. A number of young ladies will leave next 'week for Winthrop, Misses Ethel Counts, Isoline Wyche, Willie Mae Wise, Clara Gibson. Miss Minnie Folk and her brother' Geo. Derrick, of Columbus, Ga., came r in to attend the funeral of their moth , er, Mrs. Aann Hentz Derrick. e Mr. Julius Hentz came over to at- d tend the funeral of his sister Mrs. t Derriek-on Tuesday. 0 Mrs. Jennie -Capers has been visit- s ing friends in Prosperity. Mrs. A. B. Langley and children, of Columbia. are visiting Mrs. A. H. Kohn. c Miss Marie Whittaker has return- '" ed from a visit to Orangeburg. .Mr. J. H. Werts has moved from t the Prosperity hotel to the Beden- g baugh house on McNeary street. .c Dr. Littlejohn paid our town a short visit last week... Prof. E. S. Werts, of Memphis, s Tenn., is expected to visit his brother v Jas. M. Werts this week on his way back to his work in Memphis. v Dr. J. H. Wilson is with us,in the c interest of the Lutheran Orphan home n of Salem, Va. He conducted services la for Pastor Kreps Wednesday evening d Uncle Mike Kempson was in town s: Tuesday. n Miss Lucy Hill and Renwick Car- v lisle were visiting in Prosperity Wed- c nesday. h Miss Lu~.cile Fellers is visiting Miss i Annie Laurie Lester. . c Miss Ruth Halfacre is visitng. Miss s Julia Schumpert. Mrs. Dr. Halfacre is visiting Mrs. Io 5. B. Schumpert. jt: Mr. Jno. C. Goggans and Miss I Nora Lon'g have been visiting friends in town the past week. a 'Mrs. E. J. DeWalt, Miss Nannie y Simpson and Mrs. G. Y. Hunter have returned from their trip to James- c town, Washington and New York. 3 Mr. W. G. Mitchell has moved into r his new home on McNeary street. Mr. t Mitchell has one of the most modern' residences in our town. Mr. M. B. Bedenbaugh is preparing s to build on his lot purchased from t Mr. R. B. Bruce. b The Sorosis met with Mrs. C. T. Wychie on Wednesday afternoon. It n was an enjoyable musical feast. s Misses Bessie and Mary Burton. of t Newberry, have been visiting friends in town. I Mr. and Mrs. T. D. Copeland have It been on a visit to Col. and Mrs. H. C. h Mosel ey. n2 Miss Le rett will he with Mrs. Calmes again this season as trimmer in the millinery department. I Mrs. P. N. Livingston is visitina y her rdau-hter Mr. F. F~. Schumpert. t Prof. Cecil Wyche has gone to partanburg where he wi!l teach this ear. Mr. and Mrs. J. P. Harrison, of ig Creek. visited Mr. C. M. Harmon n Sunday. Mis.s Mary Lester, of Saluda, has een en a visit to her uncle, Mr. A. M. ,ester. Again. the merry marriage bells ave rune out, and they announce the ading to hymen's altar of Miss farie Reagin by Mr. A. N. Crosson. 'hey were married by Rev. M. 0. J. ,reps, at the Lutheran parsonage nd they left at once for Jamestown, Washington and other points north. We extend hearty congratulations the happy young peop>. A BRAVE DAIEYMAID. oy Her Ready Wit and Nerve She Saved the Title Deeds. It was astonishing how ma.ny sue peded in baffling pursuit from the ed of Culloden. The kilt gave great reedom to the limbs. Most of the ien were inured to long marches and ould exist on little food. They knew e passes through the hills, and the et hiding places were pointed ont . Lhem by the country people, who ept them from starving and would wve no information. -reward of ?30,000 was pium:Sed r nens that would lead to the ar-est f Prince harles. Many knew where e was. bit no word ever reached the amp or the garrison of the victor. ud th,e pince issued through the iidst of vigilant enenles and got 117%4y Safely to France. The a1ventures of the Aeobi:e; -cre 1unericss. This is how a dai ,aid saved her master: After King eorge's army had subdued the- reb Is they went through the country ispossessing, King James' friends of eir lands. A captain with a band f soldiers wtas sent to take posses ion of MacLachlan's land. They arrodnded the house and would not t any persons out without search 1g them. There was dairymaid there alled Christine Sinclair, who was ashing the house at the time. She knew the soldiers would try to ie the title deeds of the lands and, oing to her mistress, said she' ould save them. "What can you do, Christine?'' aid her mistress. "They will put a word through you if they find you -ith the deeds.'' But the dairymaid insisted that -ere the papers given to her she ould get them saway through the idst of all the soldiers. At last the idy allowed Christine to wrap the eeds in one of the cloths with which he washed the floor. A dry clout or apkin, was selected and the paper rapped up in this. She put the dry loth inside one of the wet clouts she ad used and wrung it to make it look ke the rest. She then put all the louts in a basket and went out to pread them to dry on a green. When she got to the door a hostila ificer with a guard was standing, here. He stopped her and asked, 'What have you in your hands?f" She let down the basket at his feet nd said to him, "There it is for He took his bayonet and pushed the louts backward and forward with it. then he saw what he thought was othing but a lot of wet clouts with le water wrung out of them he said You may lift them away with you.'' Christine went to the green and pread the clouts there, but took out bie title deed and, placing them in her osom, concealed them. The soldiers searched the house and 1ade the lady take an oath that what e said about ignorance of them was he truth. She could do this with a 'ood conscienee, as only Christine new what had happened to them. so le titles to the property were saved: y* the ready wit of her brave dairy iaid.-Chamnbers Magazine. "'Life is like a bank.'' says the otomery Advertiser. That's right; o are liable to be turned down at he mot nexnecterl moment. SOUTH CAROLINA PROSPERING. Report of National Banks of State Submitted to ComptroI ler. Washington, D. C., September 11. South Carolina's industrial prosperity is reflected in a report made to th( comj.roller of the currency from th( banks in the state doing a nationa, banking business. They show thal the aggregate amount of their loar and discount business was $15,481, 250.27: that their capital stock pai in aniounts to $3,485,000, and that th< individual deposits amount " to $11, 082,S75.29. This last item in itself i, significant and shows that the peopl of the state have money to put in th( banks and that they are using theii home institutions. It is expected thal the :eport of the Charleston bank. will be received to-morrow showins business done by them up to the pres ent time. From all parts of the coun try these reports indicate* a mos1 healthy condition of the money mar ket and that the people are enjoyincz general prosperity. Cotton is King. With over 1,000,000 bales of cottoi to be marketed in South Carolina thi; year, at the existing prices, the in come from the baled cotton will fal little short of $60,000,000. In addi tion to this, if all the seed is sold, at additional $8,500,000 will be paid fo that product to the farmers of th Palmetto state. This means much more for Soutl Carolina than most people think a first glance. It means first of all, i prosperity never before known to i hardworking, striving - people. I means also the forging ahead of i state now leading in many othei branches of industry. It means i great stride for world-wide recogni tion of the south's greatest product cotton. It may truly be said with Henr Grady: ''Cotton-What a royal plant it is The world waits in attendance on it. growth; the shower that falls whI pering on its leaves is heard arouni the earth; the sun that shines on i is tempered by the prayers of all th< people; the frost: that chills it and the dew that descends from the star; are noted, and the trespass of a lit tle worm upon its green leaf is more to England than the advance of th< Russian army on the Asian outposts.' And as a writer has recently put it ''You get up in the morning from bed clothed in cot toin; you step on cotton rug; you let in the light b; raising a cotton window shade; yoi wash with soap made partly fron cotton oil; you dry your face on cot ton towel; you array yoursel chiefly in cotton clothing; the 'silk in which your wife dresses is probab ly mercerized cotton; at the break fast table you do not ge't away fron King Cotton; eotton- oil has probabl: taken the place of lard in the biscui you eat and even these may be mad< of cotton seed flour; the beef and th< mutton are probably fattened on cot ton seed meal and hulls; your 'im. ported olive oil' is more likely from Texas cotton farm than from all Ital ian villa; your 'butter' is probably product of Southern cotton seed meal and is certainly improved if aibout 2( per cent. of cotton oil has been addei in the ehurning; the coal that burn ill the fire may have been mined b' the light of a cotton oil lamp; sheel from which youy woolen clothling cami were probably fed Onl cotton see< meal; the tonic you take may contai1 an extract of cotton root-bark; th< tobacco you smoke not unlikely grev under a cotton cover, is put up in otton bag andl may he adulterated with cotton seed hulls; your morning daily may be printed on cotton wvast< paper-iand even in the wvar it tella about in some far country the con tending fores were probably cloth ed in eotton (luck, slept under cottol tents. (otton was an essential in th highh explosives which were used, an' when at last war hlad (lone its wors surLercv itself calls cotton into requisi tion to aid the in.jureii and dying~. un til they are laid away in a cottor A WONDERFUL PIGE1ON. For Three Years the Daily Companion of Trainmen. Bill, the Train Racer, known to ev 'er' airoad man along the Air Line divisln of the New Haven road from this city of Middleton is the most wonderful pigeon that ever came to the notice of bird fanciers within the I borders of the old Nutmeg State. For thre. years he has been the - daily companion of trainmen who run i on this line and hardly a day passes but Bill starts in a race with one of - the passenger trains on the division. it ihiree years Bill has never failed, (h:t hiring the coldest weather of winter, to meet the first passen -er :rain from New Haven to this city when the train reaches East Hampton at S.51 a. m. ? If the train is a bit late he sits on - the telegraph pole nearest the station - and looks up and down the track un t til he spies the smoke of approach - ing train. Then he gives himself a i shake and prepares for his race to Lyman viaduct four miles away. Bill generally takes a handicap in the: race, but after bird and train are well I under way it is nip and tuck to the s Viaduct station, with Bill generally - winning out, although Charlie Ben nett, the engineer of the train, does - his best to overtake the train racer. 1) When Bill succeeds in beating the en r !ioeed to the station he perches on a a pole near by where he tries to at tract the attention of all those near i I by to his prowess. If no attention is t I paid to him he does a few tricks, such t as tumbling, which are bound to make i people sit up and take notice. t When the train pulls out for the t nex. tation Bill settles down for a r slow fly back home to East Hampton. Occasionally he lingers at the station - at the Viaduet until time for a down freight and accompanies that back. This is his daily programme. Bill, who has come to be the pet of all the railroad men hereabouts, was first noticed about the East Hampton station three summers ago. His pecu ..Iar plumane, which is chocolate col cred from his bill to the tip of his tail attracted the notice of railroad men, and they fed him some grain from one of the freight trains. That was just the encouragement that Bill was looking for; 'and after that he was a daily visitor at the sta Stion. One morning he was taking liis breakfast on the back steps of the station when he spied an up-train drawing into the station. Instead of being frightened away, Bill at once Sbegan to investigate the big snorting iron monster resting for a moment in front of the station. He flew up to the smokestack, so closa that Engin ,eer Bennett was sure he- would fall in, and then paid his compliments to the cab. 1Occasionally he continues his trip on up to West 'Ohester, three milea t further on, and waits there for a down Strain, which he accompanies back home. Old commuters over the route -watch every morning for Bill, and new -travelers over the route always notice Lthe chocolate-colored pigeon that joins -the train at East Hampton. SSome months ago Bill had an excit ing race for his life with the train ) which the travelers that morning have I not forgotten as yet. When Bill started out for East Hampton those in the rear car noticed that a big hen hawk was giving chase. BBi, who was taking it easy, saw the hawk. too. i Engineer Bennett, who was leaning 1 out of his cab. spotted the trouble in a an instant, and let out the steam, and in less than six seconds it was a race i for life between Bill and the hawk. I Whenever the hawk gained on Bill i and the engine Bill with great clev e erness would fly close to the windows of the car, then suddenly drop into - Ithe bushes to emerge 200 feet beyond - ear the engine. 1 IT didni't take many maneuvers of athui. kind to worry the h:iwk, who just I beore the train re.stha the station. t~~~ gave up he chiase. When~ the train - haIlted Bill was a worn-o.,t birdl. anO - we zlad to take a re.. en~r wait for the down train back.-Willimatie (Conn.) Dispatch. THE RIGHT TIME. How Greenwich Regulates the Clocks of the Entire World. ClarenceRook, in London Chronicle. I had read Mr. Maunder's book on "The Royal Observatory" and had learned that Greenwich "gives times to the world." So I thought-stroll ing in Greenwich Park-that my friend at the observatory on the hill might know something of the matter. He would be a precision in the mat ter of time. Into his private room I came. "Come down and lunch with me at the Ship," I said. He looked around at the clock on the mantelpiece. It had stopped. ''What's the time?' he asked. "Exactly what I wanted to ask you," I replied. "The right time." He looked uneasily at me. Then he drew me gently to a lobby where an ordinary looking clock was ticking. "That's the time," he said proud ly, "Greenwich time." "Then have I got the right time?'" I asked, pulling out my watch. "Well," he replied, "it depends upon whether you want solar time, sideral time, local time, standard time, apparent time or mean time," and he looked like the draper who has sever al other desirable lin1s under the counter. I explained that the right time was what I wanted; and with strenuous questions I dragged from him the damning admission that the Green wich noon does not correspond exact lj with the sun or the stars, the heav ens or the earth, and that Greenwich t-im: is a merely human compromise with the clock, the spangled heavens and the wobble of the earth's ads. This awful confession from an emin ent astronomer was rather startling. For, glncing round to make sure that no on3 was listening to the ad mision, he whispered in my ear: There's no such thing as the riht time-w. fake it." And tilen we went off to lunch. Over .neh he told me somethingi of the triupis of nja!i over time; for man has begun to> master the clock, and my astronomer dropped* his shame-facedness after lunch when he confessed the deception that Green wih has imposed on the world. There are two fundamental linies that en irle the earth, one' the equator, to which is due respect. What should be the other ? The meridians of Jerusal em and of Rome and of the Great Pyramid were suggested as the cross line that should start the time of day. But the supremacy of Great Britain on the seas, the necessity of accurate measuring of hours and minutes, brought the centre of the world to Greenwich; and Greenwich set to work to tell the time, and nowadays, when Greenwich says it is noon, it is noon. It is usually a compromise. The line might have been drawn over any oth er point of the world's sur,ace. But Greenwich has it, and sets the mean time. And when it is today in Green wich it is this evening in other places and yesterday of to-morrow in others. For when railways came, and swift steamships and men ran to and fro, Greenwich spread its compromise, the world went on spinning as usual; but men spun faster. The coach passen ger 's wateh in London would take him without disaster to Edinburgh, while the voyager to America had pro bably forgotten all about time in the wo-nders of space. But when men be zan to travel swiftly and far it was necesary to come to some agreement about time, since it would never do to fiddle with the watch or rest the elock at every station between here and Pezave. It was necessary to com p,romise. and compromise always .im plies a certain amount of deceit. Therefore. Greenwich made out its time. which is never the right time. anl the world chunks. If youf go round the world you lose a day. or aain it, accori(n! to your~ route. And thus coui will per~ceive that our ast'ronomer. has turned time to human devices. There are many important places in the world that are lured by Green wiehi to 2et up half an hour earlier than they suspect, or lie 3bed half an hour laer than t hey hoped. For exam ple, the man at Penzance who wants to get up at 8 o'clock, is turned out of bed twenty-three minutes earlier than the man in London. He never notices the difference. But the gas companiies at Berne noticed it; for Berne is on the edge of mid-European time, and the Bernese go to bed befora they have consumed sufficient gas to satisfy dividends. The companies begged that Berne should be hoisted into the next division, see less day. light, and use more gas! There is no such thing as time the right time-and if there were it would depend upon spac3 which we are supposed to be annihilating. Al ready, when we voyage across the At lantic the captain tampers with the clock in the night, robs us of half an hour's sleep one way every night, and gives it back on the.return journey and no one notices .the fraud. There are places on the ocean where a ship's captain-inspired by the fraudulent transactions of Greenwich-filehes a whole day from his passengers, or condemns them to an extra day of this transitory life. No one, grum bles, for no one suffers inconvenience And I think that on the whole I should welcome Mr. Willett's project of luring me from my bed and giving me the light of a whole day in sum mer and permitting me to pay back the debt by instalments in bed in the winter. I pointed out the situation to my astronomer friend and asked him whether, as he was obviogsuly quite un scrupulous in the matter of time, as he was putting an admittedly adul terate'd article on the market, he could not go a step further. "Your time is a fraud already," I argued. "Why not put -a little more sand into the sugar? You only want the sand. Get up in -the middle of the night and alirlIi clock, and I Greenwich says it's 8 o'clock in Eng lish Greenwich has only to blow a whistle or touch a button--and it is." "I could do it," he said enthusias tically. "But I should be discovered," he added frivolously. "When English is asleep?" I sug gested. "England is never asleep," he re plied. 'What about the railwky com panies? I'd like to see the face of tWa traffic manager who found- hilnself half ana hour out of recko-ning withNl his trains." -.. "He is used to- that,'~ fobjeed'X eheerfully. . ",And what about the gas compar es and the electric supply companies that would find their dividends drop-. ping as I fiddled with the time?" "You are a shareholder!" I ex elaimed. He did not admit this; but I 'saV the guilt in the wretched man's eye. He knew well enough that he was a fraudulent dealer in minutes, sending people to bed and dragging them to - their shaving glasses under false pre tences. But I am sure he will not give me those hours of summer day light and those beurs of winter sleep, just because the trade of the country would be disorganized thereby. What a very terrestrial attitude for an as tronomer! The Lawyer Won. Tit-Bits. The rigid observance of English rules in South Carolina courts and a negleet of the same on the part of- - Mr. Pettigru, a barrister well known - in~ his day, gave rise to the following passage: "Mr. Pet.tigru," said the judge, "you have on a light coat. You can't speak." "May it please the bench," said the barrister. "I conform stietly to the law. Let me illustrate: The law says the barrister shall wear a black aown and coat, and you honor thinks that means a black coat?" ''Yes,'' said the judge. "Well, the law also say the sheriff shall wear a coeked hat, and sword. Dos your honor hold that the sword must he cocked as well as the hat?" He was permitted to proceed. As near as can be ascertained, the unappropriated and unreserved publie lands of this country amount to 792, 238707 acres.