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VL MANNING, CLARENDON COUNTY, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JULY 4, 1888. NO. 2 VOL. III, __ ______ A Brollier'sKRper. A IVO IS WORK OF LOVE AID. DUTY. B Ma r rAMWRLL CATEHEWOOD, 1.4 oar " aAQuE o' DooM," "STZR'moh Grram," "TEM LoilK MAN'S . A3." AND OTra SToarms. C1, by tAe A. . Kediogg .etuels - per Company.l - "., The frivial experiences of common people, mere atoms in the universe, may seem Saqrcely worth the great reader's attention, -aatilhe remembers that he is himself mere ly one of those atoms, and that the ancient of all resees.nuceasingly cons this primer world and ia simple combinations. . Severalpeople were grouped around the -deep red Are, over which hung three iron kettles breathing an odorous steam into the :air. Beyond this stood atent of poles cov ered with brush and blankets, where the men who tended camp slept It was aclose ly wooded spot. Tom Holmes, in one of his woolly over coats, was stretched at the roots of a tree smoking. Randy Thompson, insulated by silence, sat upright and attentive near the ire. A sister of the two men who were boiling sugar occasionally helped them try a ladle-full in ozld water, or took her turn at the long stirer. As Gurley approached the camp he noticed these people after he bad seen that MoArdle was there sitting by Phebe White. To her black dress Phoebe White had added a scarlet shawl, looping it around her waist and hooding one corner over her head. He felt sure no influence of the dark out-doors world was lost upon her. She was listening to other sounds besides Mc Ardle's remarks. Ste heard the first sigh ings of spring in the tops of naked trees. "You're late, my lad," said Holmes, ris ing to meet Gurley and his horse, and at once taking hold of the bridle. "But 'tain't sugared yet," called out the elder of the boilers. "Mose, he poured a bucketful of cold sugar-water in the kittle when my back was turned." "Ididn't do no such thing," retorted Mose. "'Twas you went to sleep early in the evenin' 'at let the fire go out." "ie went to sleep! when everybody in the Mestrick knows you ain't never half awake. Forks mind yet how you used to sit fa school all day with your chin on your breast and the boys Erin' wads down your throat." "There ain't one word o' truth in it," mattered Mose, fixing his torpid regards on theire. "This looks like the gypsy scene in Tro *ytr" Sifting his hat as he joined the party, "even to the anvil-chorus. Adam sad Mose are going to fall to and hammer each other." ' "It is rather picturesquei" admitted Mc Ardle, looking about him. "But I appre hend you find it different from Miss Faw cett's dining-room." "Miss Faweetts drawing-room is not to "Ionly meant in point of fact," McArdle hastened to add, "that this is what you might call sylvan; while down at Fawcett Housi the refinements of life are-I would say-paramount." "Who's Miss Fawcett," inquired Phoebe. "she is a very beautiful, very wealthy. glady," explained MeArdle, "who has just returned from foreign travel to her .amestead not far from Gurley's. I be Sieve it is understood," added McArdle, i"that the proximity of those homesteads is considered a fortunate thing, under the cir - camstanaa " This 'sn't abad nag, Jack," remarked Tom Holmes, finishing a critical examina .-no of Gurley's saddle-horse. "But she'll never make a goer. You could have found more points for the money." - "Let me see her," said Phoebe, coming to ?lokat the pretty animal. "She has a nose just like velvet. If I werebuying a horse I shenld insist en a velvet nose." Phcebe * putone arm across the shining neck and she and the horse exchanged a caress. "My goodness!" exclaimed Randy. "Kiss A horse! That's most as simple as them ,hathens worshipin' dumb beasts." *" You like a horse, don't you?" said Gur ley to Faebe, with appreciation. "Indeed, yes. What do you call her?" 4'Bess. Do gu ride?" '"I[have always known how to ridemy ashIn It's as good as being like those -Centaurs; and not half so clumsy." "Jyd considerit a favor if you'd ride her .sumetlimes," maid Gurley. MOb, would yon!" "Yes; Pve really thought of makng a lady's horse of her." Fheebe rubbed her cheek against the mare's warm neck. "I would so love to get upon her now." "But she isn't properly saddled for you." - I don't mind about saddles. If you don't " Oh, I don't object," said Gurley, laugh ing, "except onaccont of your safety." He atooped to receive her foot, and in an instant she and Besshad shot away through -the trees. -" That girl will get her neck broke," ex . .claimed Randy- Thompson, apprehensively. " You were careless, Gurley," declared .XcArdle, oming forward with disapproval. " Let her alone," said Tom Holmes, spreading smoke around himself. "I . sholdn't be afraid to see that httle thing - ainnt a tiger if she took the xnotion. Be . akies, that nag of Jack's isn't going to run -.withanybody." - "Plput up alllIpaid for her, Tom, that - you'U be wanting to buy that nag of me be ~forezsix months. Its a way you have of :abusing my choice and then begging it :away from me." Fhcsbe came back -in a feWy moments, 'elipping to the ground and takig-te bridle .on her arm, as the horse paused. Fotg -were exhilarated by the run; and she tied ithe hbitchlng-strap in a horseman's knot awnd a branch by the' time Gurley was at bautto dolit "SOh, it was delightfl. We rushed like .wind to the very edge of Black Rollow. And there we stood still and looked *cr-os at -the nesnma light that shone like some thing one-yed just ready to spring at us. And then we scoured away from it as fast as we could go." - " The light in Painter's cabin," said oui ,pt the sugar-boilers.. "."And who is Painter?" "fainter," said Tom Holmes, waving -asid his smoke,. "ia a natural curiosity o: -she hills. It's odd how such human fung! wiI -pi~g up in the midst of wealthy clvii .zation. aven't you heard of him yet, Mi.a - .Phoebei ge's a. hermit, and as ugly -creassaeems you would want to meet. The3 -teltbat.Gme woman jilted him a centur3 -ro age, .adsoared him against the race Bug it'seny~ginion the old wretch was to< stingy ever 'to get married. He is ereditec -with -g barrelst~ ofmoney inthat ok den. W don't know where ae came from .Be and huewr suddelyere, 1li. -a saa i osseof the neighbors thWiek ,shut his wits all come honmewhei - -hea bargaw. He keeps his d~wm and I don't ,think anybody in this re ceever seen the indie.of is" it onct," sa4ii eae ithe sugar money together and made a gold stove. So I peeked at the winder when he'd gone off, but jest then he come up behind me makin' that noise in' his head, and I disre member wat I seen or what I done." "He's got an infirmity in his speech," said Randy, "and that's a great mercy, for folks can't tell what he's a sayin' when he abuses them." Phoebe sat looking in the fire with her hands crossed on her lap. Adam and Mose piled on more brush and the boiling liquid bubbled louder. "Hear what the kettles say. What do they say to you, Randyl" "Nothin'." "'Double, double, toil and trouble,' is the Shakespearean rendering of what boiling cauldrons say, I believe," answered Me Ardle, with lightness and grace. "That's.witch's nonsense," puffed Holmes. "These here kittles," interpreted Adam, '"says if they have good luck and Mose don't go to sleep and dip his head in them that they'll sugar off before long." "This is what they say, said Phoebe: %'"Trouble, trouble, effort double; trouble, ( I Yr... ' I.BVER COULD TELL f STORY TO ORDER." trouble, effort double.' They say Itover and over. Let's tell stories." "Suppose we do tell a limited number," said McArdle, "and draw lots for the envi able opportunity." "I never could tell a story to order," said Holmes. McArdle had already taken out his note. book; he out slips into his hat. " "Put the shadow of a subject on those fatal papers," urged Gurley, "so the vic .tLms may have a straw to cling to." "Good," said McArdle, sharpening his pencil. "Subjects are in order." "Injuns " spoke up Mose. "The thought of bein' scalped is wakenin' to Mose," remarked Adam. "Give us something pathetic-with tears in it," proposed Tom Holmes, with a com fortable smile. "Indians-Tears," voted McArdle. "One more will do." "Something about the North, then," said Gurley, tiping his head to look up at the dGrk sky. lng other point of the compass would do as well, but the lichens on the north side of this tree spoke first." "Very well," said McArdle, and he arose and carried around his hat for the drawing. "The Indians have me," confessed Gurley. "And I've drawn the North," said Phoebe. "But who has drawn tears?" inquired Me Ardle, looking carefully around. "This fellow will draw blisters," ex claimed Adam, dragging his brother's shoe from the coals. "He'd burn himsolf to ashes, and set smokin' two or three days before he found it out, if I didn't look after him." Mose struck out at his brother with a fist which revealed the third penciled slip. "Come, Moses," said Gurley; "let's have the menowing story first." "Oh, git out," muttered Mose, in discom fort. "Some short and simple tale," added Holmes; "only let it be calculated to touch the heart." "Oh, git out," repeated Mose, twisting un easily.. "If you have tears prepare to shed them now," quoted McArdle. "Ohi, blame it, git out," growled Mose, looking helplessly on all sides of him. "If you can't do nothing else cry a little," suggested Adam, secure in having drawn a blank. "Here, Mose, give me your hat for a for fet," said Phcebe White. "You'll redeem it some way. They shan't drive you to tears while I am by. It is Mr. Gurley's turn." Mose gladly gave up his hat, and curling his shaggy head nearer the fire, prepared for unlimited basking. '-This is sudden," said Gurley. "But give me your attention and I will endeavor to fol low the war-path.". Adam or his sister kept skrimmig the thick sirup, and the sound of the skimmer on the sides, or the stirrer on the bottom, of the kettle was Gurley's accompaniment. " Only a few miles from the place where we now sit," said he, "there is, as you all know, a mound so ancient that the aborigi nes of this country could give no account of it. Trees 'of censturies' growth spring from It, and it is believed to be the work of an ex tinctrace." "He's stealing bodily from pioneer pa pers," sighed Tom Holmes. "Mose, bring us a pitcher of fresh sugar-water. We all love that mound. It has been written about and photographed, but we like to rest our selves from it occasionally. We couldn't keep house without that mound, but when you attempt to give it to us for an Indian story, Jack, you are taking a mean advant age of local weakness." " Only a few miles from the place where we now sit," repeated Gurley, with a deaf expression of countenance, "there is a mound so ancient that the aborigines of this country could give no account of it. Trees of centuries' growth spring from it, and it is believed to be the work of an extinct race. That pyght to give me a fair start unless the judges persai in ringing mne back." " The Gurleys were always horsey," commented Tom. "But I could stand turf talk better than I can quotations from old pioneer papers." "Not many years ago the speaker was a Iyouthi who had a Familiar, and this Famil iar, justead of being such a mentor as his age ought to have made him, acted rather -as a tempter." "Tempt a mulish %Gurley I" murmured Tom Holmes. "Mexican relics and Aztec tradition inter ested us greatly, and we laid up heaps of knowledge; only, one of us became positive that this old ;nound was merely a burial' plce of the native Indians, and the other became equally positive that it was of more ancient origin. "Aftes long quarrelig we decided to dig until we found proofs to satisfy us. But as the law protected that mound from curious investigation, we decided to say nothing about our intentions, but to go quietly there in the night, with pick and spade, and avoid disturbing people. "It was fall, and hardly a leaf remained on the sighing trees. I hugged my coat col lar up to my ears, not because I was cold, so* pecause the weirdness of the woods and -season 4gpyp one in on hima. We found the spot previously agreedum~, and both of -us fellto work,' ' ' straight downward. OuaIdoatcaa upnsbah to flash on our discoveries. Before long we stood to our waists in the hole; and'then to our armpits. The Familiar, being corpulent and lazy, now climbed out and said he would hold up the lantern." "This story is a contemptible door per formance," continued Tom Holmes. "It grows better as it gets on," promised Gurley. "The lazy, fat Familiar, I said, opened the lantern slide and fatigued hitn self throwing light into the hole while I threw dirt out. And presently the metal struck something which rang in response. The Familiar squatted in excitement and hissed directions over my panting head, threatening me with his lantern because I did not upheave the whole find at once. The'spade scooped a great head over: and it continued turning slowly as if by its own will. The.. top of a helmet, on which I had been clinking, remained intact, but the lower partaroke away and an under jaw fell from its ancient repose. shedding teeth on the spade with the rattle of over-ripe peas. "We were wrapped in the emotions of the discoverer. I stooped down and took hold of the helmet, and I can still feel its pe culiar metallic thrill. The skull was gi gantic. We turned it in the lantern light. The ashen front head;had a delicacy of text ure which was almost infant like." "But you ain't tellin' about In'juns," com plained Mose, curling himself around in an other attitude. "Wait, Moses. Their moccasin soles make no noise, but step by step through the dark woods they are coming." Mose glanced behind him. "I whispered to the Familiar that both of us working together could hardly dig out his length in a week. "'You could do it yourself in half the night,' hissed the Familiar, 'while I hold the lantern for you, if you'd only put to it. I hope the whole skeleton is in mail and as well preserved as the head. This proves my theory that Indian tribes buried their dead in mounds, and some of them had reached ahigh state of civilization.' "'Don't deceive yourself,' said L 'This proves my theory that an ancient race made this continent great when the old world was plunged in barbarism.' "I threw out a shovelful of earth, and felt as if I had struck somebody. The Familiar lifted his lantern and flashed it around. We both saw, standing in unwinking gravity on the ridge of fresh earth, a tall Indian who never moved a muscle while the lan tern pierced him. The Familiar turned our light around the circle of the pit, and be hold, we were surrounded by a ring of say ages. The searching lantern revealed their war-paint, their steady glittering eyes, their moccasin thongs and even ting wrinkles in their skin. "Neither the Familiar or I spoke; we felt under a spell. When the Familiar was pushed into the pit, almost smothering me, Ithought it was a trick. But some hand took my spade, and earth showered back into that hole with terrific swiftness. We endured the shower of clay, tramping it under our feet in a dance so rapid, or we should have been buried. The Familiar,as if bewitched, still moved his lantern around in a circle,and there stood every brave motion less while the spade clinked and thej iirt fell'i. In abrief time we'stood on level earth, still tramping earth where the hole had been. But then the lantern was flung against a tree, the Indians seized us and we were tied to saplings before I could realize any thing except a deer-hide throng which cut palpably into my wrist. "The elder Indians stood in a group,while limber, young ones collected chunks, twigs, whole stumps, to wall us in for burning. Instead of preparing my mind for death, I found myself ruminating on the Familiar's immense capacity for combustion, and won dering if he would not burn up richly like a barrel of tar. "As our fires mounted so did the spirits of our captors, who were so determined to keep from the white man the secrets of their ancient land. They danced and threw tomahawks awhile; then they paused and stared; then they fell upon their knees in two circles and all blew the flames. I can still see those aquiline noses bent to earth, those leathern cheeks distending and collapsing as they blew. But that ghostly fire of the past, rubbed in the beginning out of two hard sticks, would not take hold of the breathing present. It failed even to warm us. And when those wretched be ings became convinced of that fact, they rose with one accord and tomahawked each other and threw each other into the fre, in true Indian fashion, until the Famil iar and I were walled aboutby their charred figures and not one brave was left." "I don't believe there's a word o' truth in It," commented Mose. "How can you be so incredulousi" re monstrated Gurley. "Why, it don't stand to reason," argued Mose. "Imagination,'" said McArdle, spreading his hands airily, "is a fine thing, Moses." "Oh, isn't it I" murmured Phcebe, watch ing the fire. "It's a kind of wonder palace that you can step into out of any thing. May be Lazarus had his head in such a pal ace. Whatever your self lacks you will find in a perfect self in that wonder palace. So that it seems as if God gave us a sixth sense with which we can enjoy things we don't possess." "What on earth is the girl talkin' about?" said Randy Thompson. "She is tuning her imagination for the story about the North," volunteered Gurley. "I thought one Out a long while ago," said Phebe, "when I was reading Scandinavian things-about Thor and Sif and Wodin-but this is about a hill Troll." "Now, what's a hill Troll?" complained Randy. "He was a little spirit fellow, sometimes good and sometimes bad, who lived inside a "There ain't none of them things," said Moe, with conviction. "There was this one Tro4l" insisted Pobe, "and he quarried rock. And one night when he put up his quarrying tools a wrinkled dwarf came and offered to show him sway down in the heart of the earth a diamond finer than any the sun ever saw. He did not hesitate to follow the dwarf. 'And if I find that diamond, I'll put up my cuarrying tools for a hundred years," said the Troll. "'1 ey went down and went down until the Troll began to distrust his guide and called a halt. They were under the very ribs of the earth. 'I'll go no further,' says the Troll. "The dwarf laughed. 'Don't you hear a booming sounds' says he. "'-Yes.' M'Well, that's thea sound made by people on the other sids of the earth trying to pick this diamond out.' "The Troll hurried on again until he felt smothered, and stopped again, saving: " 'I'll go no further.' S'Don't you hear the lapping of water?' cries the dwarf. "'Yes.' "'Well, that's the wash of the open sea. contending with men for this priceless thing.' "The Troll thought, 'if this way leads to the open sea, I can easily rise through that to the surface.' ISo on he wvent. "But presently they came under a rock dome hung with stony icicles, and at their feet .lapped a reservoir of water full of human fragments and pieces of ships. - med t aadn h erh rne the dwarf. 'The diamond I brought you to seek is that whirlingaielstrom which cuts its plan.es of waters onthis coast. The way is closed up belund&-yonlow get out if you can through the Maelsfr i "Then the dwarf disappeared just as if there never had been a dwarf. and the Troll stood under the roar of the Maelstrom, his knees shaking; he felt himself a dead Troll. For in those days the Maelstrom was a boil ing whirlpoolmilcs in circumference. When sailors became suddenly aware of gliding across a field of water depressed toward some unknown center, they knew the Mael strom had them. First sh( described a huge circle, as if swinging them around her vie tim's head. Then they-felt her fury. She whirled and beat them, she rolled.thenu over and crunched them in he awful jaws, out of which no ship :r man a.-sr rose aigain. "Pretty soon a voice near the Troll said: 'Who knows, Troll, but you may conquer this Maelstrom a.d quiet its rage for the remainder of the centuries. "He looked around and saw a white child. 'You have worked in the quarries and knit your strength,' says the child, and I can show you the way to the ore-dwarfs, and in their furnace you will find a hammer and anvil ready for any body who wants to use them. Never mind what any dwarf does, but take your heart, your brain, your hands and feet one after the other, end beat and temper them on the anvil.' a'They are all flesh,' objected the Troll. 'A nice temper I should beat into them on metal.' " 'The hammer and anvil are not metals,' says the child. 'You make yourself able to rise through the Maelstrom.' "So the Troll went to the furnace of the ore-dwarfs. He saw them fuse and force into upper rock and soil the metals for which men dig. The black fellows would seize jets of fiery liquid, and leaping like meteors. fling them to force their way upward. They looked curiously at the Troll and made faces. But without speaing to them, he went to the hammer and anvil which the child showed him. These tools, while he worked with them, passed through all the colors of the rainbow. 'They must be made of light,' he thought. "He beat away on his heart, but the more he thumped the larger it grew, and when he put it back into place it pushed out his chest and lifted him off the ground. At that the Troll dropped his tools, dashed out of the furnace and threw himself across the reservoir, which opened into the sea, sure that he could face the Maelstrom. His light heart carried him straight up the whirlpool, but before he had risen six fathoms he was pounded and suffocated-the sea threw him back into the reser'oir and shook her witch's fist at him through. the opening, as if saying: 'Is that enough fit you' "The Troll limped back to the furnace, where every grinning dwarf capered at him. But he hammered his brains and con densed them until they became magnetic, forcibly drawing or repelling objects. And when he put them back in his head he saw himself differently, and did not attempt the whirlpool again until he had followed all the child's directions-beating his hands and feet to an amberglowthe very tint of light under water. "Then he crept out and launched into the base of the Maelstrom. But it. beat him down, and lashed him across the face with bodies, and stung him with sea-nettles, un til he threw up his arms and was sucked among the dead in the reservoir, scarcely able to lift his nostrils over the brink. So stubborn was the Troll, however, that he crept again to the furnace, and this time the dwarfs stuck their flame-like tongues in his face, and bent over and slapping themselves and twisting their tiny black noses in de rision. "Without watching them, the Troll tem pered himself a third time. And after that trial of the Maelstrom he would not have lifted a finger for his life and the whole, world besides. "The child came and smoothed his bruised limbs, saying, 'Poor little hill Troll.' "'1'm ready to die,' said the Trol. But: after he had rested a long time he added: TIll die trying it, though.' "Over and over he tempered himself, over. and over he tried the Maelstrom, astonished' to find how life and determination did linger in him, until he rose through the whirlpool, and drew up calm under his feet. To this day t'he Maelstrom remains conquered, and: is no longer dangerous except in winter: storms. And the whole world-who did not: rare a pin for the Troll when he was beaten. just to death in his subterranean reservoir-: could not praise him enough." rro BE COM'DED) Robert Collyer on Labor. I have no'hesitancy in saying that the man who builds a strong, straight wall week days does better than the man who preaches a weak sermon on Sun days; that the maid in the kitchen work ing faithfully takes a far higher rank than the young ladies in the parlor who dawdle through the days reading the last new story-a story perhaps, which, tells of the grand di' yof the worker, while she herself is unabe to bake a loaf of broad or wash a shirt. The secret thread of this life of nobility, my dear people-this life of labor-I feel as free to say as you are to hear, lies in the isolation of the vast and ever-growing working forces from those who employ them; and may I not say also that this general great contempt of labor is steadily eating like a cancer into the strong manhood of American itizens? Be proud, my dear people, of the working folks in every calling, and do not forget that from their ranks have sprung the greatest minds in theology, science, literature and war. When 1 in memory recall my old friend Garfield, it is then that I recognize to what dis tinction and honor the laboring man can attain. I trust that ere long the silken thread of honest labor may weave a string which will in turn produce a cable, and then a bridge, upon whose broad span one and all-labor and capital-may stand and cheerfully fra ternize. The Sparkling Catawba. This celchrated watering place, under the management of its proprietors, Dr. E. 0. Elliott & Son, threw open its doors on the 1st of June. Aside from from its valuable health restoring min eral waters, including white and red sulphur, Jythia, iron, etc., it is one of the most'pleasant places in Western North Carolina to spend the hot months. Natural scenery abounds on all sides not less than half dozen peaks of noted mountains can be seen from the cupola of the "Old Castle." The temperature ranges there in July from 54 to 70 de grees. It puts new life into the debili tated.. Once you visit the Sparkling Catawba you will repeat it the next sea son and take your friends with you. Lancaster Lde. It becomes a wise man to try negotiation bfore arms. A MOMENTOUS MESSAGE. THE NATIONAL DEMOCRACY TO GROVER CLEVELAND. Presentation to the President at Washing ing of the Official Notification of His Renomination-Mr. Cleveland Receives the Delegation and His Answer is, as Always, Fitted to the Occasion. WASHmNGToN, June 26.-The National Democratic Committee and the ratifica tion committee appointed by the late Democratic Convention to notify Cleve daadThurman of their nomination for President and Vice-President met at the Arlington Hotel to-day. The notification committee met at 10 o'clock with the Hon. P. A. Collins, of Massachusetts, in the chair and Thomas S. Pettit, of Kentucky, as secretary. The proceedings were conducted in secret session. The committee ad journed at 12 o'clock, and it was an nounced that it had decided to notify the President at 2 o'clock to-day, and also to leave Washington to-morrow evening for Columbus, Ohio, to notify Thurman. The letter of notification was sub mitted to the committee by Mr. Jacob, of Kentucky, and was accepted by the committee. The letter was signed by all those present. The committee also accepted an invitation from Secretary Whitney to visit his country home at Grasslands to-morrow afternoon. The following is the notification com mittee: Alabama, J. H. Caldwell; Arkansas, Wilson Hemingway; California, W. D. English; Colorado, C. Bartla; Connec ticut, W. H. Barnum; Delaware, E. B. Cochran; Florida, J. B. Prout; Georgia, John Triplett; Illinois, J. S. Ewing; Indiana, A. W. Conduitt; Iowa, W. W. Baldwin; Kansas, S. F. Neely; Ken tucky, C. D. Jacobs; Louisiana, John Fitzpatrick; Maine, R. W. Black; Mary land, Wm. S. Wilson; Massachusetts, Charles D. Lewis; Michigan, S. F. Me Garry; Mississippi, John W. Allen; Minnesota, . John Lutewig; Missouri, J. N. Burts; Nebraska, John MeShane; Nevada, James S. Mooney; New Hamp shire, G. B. Chandler; New Jersey, Moses Bigelow; New York, Solomon Schen; North Carolina, T. W. Strange; Ohio, M. V. Ream; Oregon, J. L. Cowan; Pennsylvania, U. S. Patterson; Rhode Island, Isaac Bell, Jr.; South Carolina, Leroy Springs; Tennessee, M. T. Bryan; Texas, W. H. Pope; Ver mont, J. D. Hanrahan; Virginia, B. B. Gordon; West Virginia, B. F. Harlow; Wisconsin, R. R. Kirkland; District of Columbia, Lawrence Gardner; Utah, W. M. Terry; Wyoming, J. H. Dixon; Arizona, G. G. Berry; Washington Territory, J. J. Browne; Montana, James Sullivan; New Mexico, Rafael Romero; Idaho, John John M. Selcott. Honorary Members-P. A. Collins, Massachusetts; Thomas S. Pettit, Ken tucky; Basil Gordon, Virginia. All the members of the committee were present at the meeting this morn ing excepting E. B. Cochran, J. B. Proutt, John Fitzpatrick, Solomon Schen and J. L. Cowan. THE MARcH TO THE WHITE HOUSE. The notification committee, accom panied by members of the National Democratic Committee and the Colum bia Democrctic Club of the District of Columbia, met at the Arlington Hotel at 1.30 o'clock thi afternoon and, form ing into pairs, marched to the White House. They were ushered into the East room and ranged themseves in a circle in the south end of the room. Palms filled all the windows and alcoves in that portion of the room, and potted plants decorated the mantele. THE PESIDENT APPEAEs. The President was notified of their arrival and descended to the East room, accompanied by the following-named persons: Mrs. Cleveland, the Rev. Win. N. Cleveland, the President's brother, and his wife, of Forestport, N. Y., Mrs. W. E. Hoyt, the President's sister, of Fayetteville, N. Y., Mr. and Mrs. La mont, Mr. W. S. Bissel, of Buffalo, all of whom were present at the ratification of his first nomination; Mr. Bayard, Mr. and Mrs. Fairchild, Mr. and Mrs. Whitney. Mrs. Endicott~, Mr. Vilas, Mr. and Mrs. Dickinson, Mr. Benjamin Folsom and Speaker Carlisle. Their approach was the signal for a general lapping of hands on the part of the visitors, and as soon as the party had taken their places Gen. Collins stepped forward and addressed the President as follows: OHAIaMAN COLLIS's sPEECH. "Mr. Cleveland, we come as a com mittee authorized and instructed by the National Democratic Convention re cently held at St. Louis to convey for mal notice of its action in naming you for the office of President of the United States daring the next four years. "It would ill become the occasion or your presence to express at length the full meaning and significance of that great assembly. Its expression willI be found and heard elsewhere and other wise, from now till that day in Novem ber when this free and intelligent people will record their approval of your great services as Chief Magistrate. "We beg to congratulate you upon this hearty and unanimous endorsement of your course as President by the great historic party to which in all the days of your manhood you have belonged, and to congratulate the country upon the assured continuance of your wise, just and patriotic administration." THE LETTIER or NOTIFICATION. Upon concluding Mr. Collins intro duced Chas. D. Jacob, of Kentucky, who read the following letter of notifica tion: WAsHINGTON, June 26, 1888. To the Hon. Grover Cleveland, of New York-Sir: The delegates to the National Democratic Convention, rep resenting every State and Territory of our Union, having assembled in the city of St. Louis on the 5th inst. for the pur pose of nominating candidates for the offices of President and Vice-President of the United States, it has become the honorable and pleasing duty of this cmmittee to formally announce to you that without ballot ycu were by accla mation chosen the standard-bearer of the Democratic party for Chief Execu tive of this country at the election to be held in November next. Great as is such distinction under any circum stances, it is more flattering and pro found when it is remembered that you have been selected as your own succes sor to an office, the duties of which, always onerous, have been rendered of an extraordinary sensitive, difficult and delicate nature, because of the change of political parties and methods after twenty-four ?ears of uninterrupted domination. This exaltation is, if pos sible, added to by the fact that the declaration of principles, based upon your last annual message to the Con gress of the United States relative to tariff reduction and diminution of the expenses of the Government, throws down a direct and defiant challenge for an exacting scrutiny of the administra tion of executive power, which four years ago was committed in its trust to the execution of Grover Cleveland, President of the United States, and for the most searching inquiry concerning the fidelity and devotion to the pledges which then invited the suffrages of the people. An engrossed copy of that platform, adopted without a dissenting voice, is herewith tendered to you. In conveying,sir,to you the responsible trust which has been confided to them, this committee beg, individually and col lectively. to express the great pleasure which thay have felt at the results attend ing the National Convention of the Democratic party, and to offer to you their best wishes for official and personal success and happiness. We have the honor, sir, to be your obedient servants. (Signed by all the members of the com mittee.) Mr. Thomas S. Pettit, secretary of the notification committee, then presented Mr. Cleveland with a handsomely en grossed copy of the platform adopted at the National Democratic Convention. THE PRESIDENT'S REPLY. The President then said: "Iconnot but be profoundly impressed when I see about me the messengers of the National Democracy bearing its sum mons to duty. The political party to which I owe allengiance both honors and commands me. It places in my hand its proud standard, and bids me bear it high at front ina battle which it wages bravely, because, conscious of right, confidently because its trust is in the people, and soberly because it "omprehends the ob ligations which suc.ess imposes. "The message which you bring awakens within me the liveliest sense of personal gratitude and satisfaction, and the honor which you tender me is in itself so great that there might well be no room for any other sentiment. And yet I cannot rid myself of grave and serious thoughts when I remember that party supremacy is not alone invol ved in the conflict which presses upon us, but that we struggle to secure and save the cherished institutions, the welfare and happiness of a nation of freemen. Familiarity with the great office which I hold has but added to my apprehension of its sacred character and the consecration demanded of him who assumes its immense responsibilities. It is the repository of the people's will and power. Within its vision should be the protection and welfare of the humblest citizen;and with quick ear it should catch from the remotest corner of the land the the plea of the people for justice and for justice and for right. "For the sake of the people he who holds this office of theirs should resist every encroachment on its legitimate functions, and for the sake of the integri tand usefulness of the offce it should be kept near to the people and be admin istered in full sympathy with their wants and needs. "This occasion reminds me most vividly of the scene when, four years ago, I1 received a message from my party similar to that which you now deliver. With all that has passed since that day I can truely say that the feeling of awe with which I heard the summons then is in tensified many fold when it is repeated' now. "Four years ago I knew that our chief executive office, if not carefully guarded, might drift little by little away from the people to whom it belonged and become the perversion of all it ought to be; but I did not know how much its moorings had already been loosened. I knew four years ago how well devised were the true principles of true Democracy for the successful operation of government by the; people and for the people, but I did not know how absolutely necessary their their application then was for the resto ration to the people of their safety and prospeity. I knew then that abuses and extravagances had crept into the manage ment of public affairs, butlI did not know their numerous forms nor the tenacity of their grasp. "I knew then something of the bitter ness of partisan obstruction, but I did not know how bitter, how reckless and how shameless it could be.[Prologed ap plause.J "I knew, too, that the American people were patriotic and just, but I did not know how grandly they loved their country, nor how noble and generous they were. "i shall not dwell upon the acts and the pollcy of the Administration now drawing to a close. Its record is open to every citizen of the land. And yet I will not be denied the privilege of assert ing at this time that, in the exercise of the high trust confided to me, I have yielded obedience only to the Constitu tion and the solemn obligation of my oath of office. I have done those things which, in the light of the understanding God has given me, seemed most condu ive to the welfare of my countrymen and the promotion of good government. I would not if I could, for myself nor for you, avoid a single consequence of a fair interpretation of my course. "It but remains for me to say to you, and though you to the Democracy of the nation, that I accept the nomination with which they have honored me and that I will in due time signify such acceptance in the usual formal manner." serER THE SFEECHES. The Presidenit's remarks were made in an earuest and emphatic manner,and were frequently interrupted by applause. This close/! the speech-making, and then all present proceeded to the State dining room and partook of light refreshments. Afeardsa the nnismittaan became the guests of the Columbia Club and were driven about the city. THE NATIONAL ooMMTE. The national Democratic committee met at the Arlington Hotel at noontoday, and remained in session about an: hour and a half. The Hon. William H. Barnum presided, and E. B. Dickinson, of New York, acted as secretary. The following members were present: Alabama, Henry D. Clayton, Jr; Cali fornia, M. P. Tarpey; Colorado, T. M. Patterson, proxy; Cohnecticut, Wm. H. Barnum; Florida, Samuel Pasco; Geor gia, John H. Estill; Illinois, E. M. Phelps; Indiana, S. P. 8hearin; wa, J. J. Richardson; Kansaq, it Slair, Kentucky, H, D. McHenry; Louisiana, N. C. Blanchard, proxy; Maine, Arthur Sewell; Maryland, A. P. Gorman; Mas sachusetts, Charles D- Lewis: Michigan, 0. M. Barnes; Minnesota, A.-P. Gorman, proxy; Mississippi, C. A. Johnston; Mis souri, John G. Prather; Nebraska, J. A. MeShare; New Jersay, Miles Ross; New York, Herman Oelrichs; North Carolina, H. W. Ranson; Ohio, Calvin S. Brice; Oregon, A. Coltner; Pennsylvania; W. L. Scott; Rhode Island, J. B. Barnabay; South Carolina, F. W. Dawson; Tennes see, R. F. Looney; Texas, 0. T. Holt; Vermont, Hiram Atkins; Virgnia, J. S. Barbour, West Virginia; Charles J. Faulkner, proxy; Arizona, J. C. Hern don, proxy; District of Columbia, Win. Dickson; Montana, A. H. Mitchell; Utah, Wim. M. Ferry; Washington Terri tory, J. H. Kuhn; Wyoming, W. L. Kuy kendall. The committee decided to postpone the election of officers until the evening session and then adjourned. The committee met again at 10,30 to night and remained in session until after midnight. The committee was nulled to order by Senator Gorman, and proceeded at once to the election of a permanent chairman. Mr. Barbour, of Virginia, nominated William H. Barnum, of Con necticut, and his motion was seconded by Mr. Tarpey, of California, and others, whereupon Mr. Barnum was elected by a rising vote. A committee, with Mr. Gorman as chairman, was appointed to nominate a secretary and assistant secre tary of the committee, and subsequently reported the names of S. P. Sherin, of Indiana, as secretary, and E. B. Dickin son, of New York, as assistant eecretary, and they were immediately elected. At the suggestion of Gen. Collins the Chair was authorized to appoint a committee of fifteen to accompany the notification committee to Columbus to notify Mr. Thurman of hisnomination. On motion of Mr. Pasco Chas. J. Canda, of New York, was re-electred treasurer of the committee. On motion of Mr. Gorman the Chair was authorized to ap point an executive committee of twenty one members to take ganatscharge ot the affairs of the campaign,.and alorto appoint a committee of seven, to. be known as the "campaign ommittee," which committee is -empowered to select such persons, no nnembers of the oom mittee, as they may deem necessary to aid themn in campaign work. The chair man was made ex-officio chairman of the committee of twenty-one. A committee of three, consisting of Messrs. Barnum, Oelrichs and DaweoA, was appointed to select the committee's headquarters in New York city. On uo tion of Mr. Patterson, of Colorado, the silver gavel presented to the National Democratic Convention by the Colorado delegate, and now in the custody of the national committee, was presented to Gen. P. A. Collins, chairman of the Con vention. A committee, consisting of Messrs. Gorman, Ransom, Barbour, Pasco, Faulkner and Dickson, was -sp pointed to represent the committee at the Conventien of the Democratic clubs in Baltimore on July 4. After the trans action of considerable routine business the committee adjourned, subject to the call of the Chair. - A Hubbub in the Paterson High SchooL. The Paterson high school for girls .is in astate of ferment. Thirteen pretty would-be "sweet girl graduates" are bathed in tears, and thirteen irate parents are rcaming about with six.chambered revolvers, muskets, big sticks, horse whips and other things, vowing all kinds of vengeance upon the stony-hearted ex aminers who have dared to cast reflection upon the probity or scholastic qnalifii tions of their daughters. In the Pater son high school there was a large gradu ating class, composed of some of the prettiest girls to be met with anywhere who were believed to be gifted as well as pretty. The annual examination came on and the idols were shattered beyond all re demption. Ten of the girls were simply unable to answers the questions put to them, and, of course, did not pass. The remaining three were discovered to have obtained the majority of their answers from older and wiser girls. D. Rheinhardt, the principal examiner, was placed in aposition of peculiar em barrassment, but decided that he must be square. The result was that the whole thirteen are left out in the cold. But like all women they would not own to being fairly beaten and with heart rending sobs poured out the story of man's inhumanity upon the maternal shoulders. Then the thirteen papas of of the thirteen damsels called upon the Board of Education. The Board met in full conclave and decided, in face of Dr. Rheinhardt's protests, upon letting the three little plagiaristic damsels through, on the principlo, expounded by the chair man, that "all girls copy each other's work." Then they dried their eyes and went home flushed with their triumph over the tyranny of the examiners As to the unhappy ten who couldn't answer the questions, even with the aid of the others, it is understood that they will be allowed a chance to present them selves for re-examination and may gradu ate next September. A Dow Ipour in Mobile. MomIE. June 27.-A rain storm yester day and last night, lasting in all thirty-six hours, and at times approaching a deluge. was the heaviest rainfall ever recorded here. During the time mentioned the rain fell to the depth of ten inches and seventy eight hundredths. The streets through the city were flooded, and in a number of bus iness houses damages occurred owing to leaking roofs. The Daily Repiste'r omee, in course of construction, was nooded from top to bottom, and all the editors and com positors were driven out. Ten cents' worth of do is worth mang dllars of promise.