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VOL. III, MANNING, CLARENDON COUNTY, S. C, WEDNESDAY, JULY 11, 1888. N. 26 TO THE NIGHTINGALE. Oh, dear one, with tawny wings. Dearesot singing things. Whose hymns my company have been. Taon art come, thou art come. thou art seeni 8k, with the muslo of thy voice, Sweet sounding rustler. the heart rejoice; AhI louder, louder, louder sing, mute out the language of the spring; Nay, let those low notes rest, Ohl my nightingale, nightingale, rinl out thi Come, my companion. cease from thy slumbers. Pour out thy holy and musica. numbers. 1mg and lament withasweet throat divine. Its of many tears, thy son and mine; Cry out, and quiver and shake, dusky throat, Throb witha thrll of thyliquidest note. Through the wide country, and mournfuy through Leafy haired branches and boughs or the yew.2 Widens and rises the echo until Even the throne room of God is shall 81. Thes when Apollo, the bright locked, hathheard, "Ias.sehaeansrthine Vlgy, bird, 21aping histvory, aenstged aze tandiag agod to the high god's choir. Ay ad not beaone. Harkt om immorta throats aris. Diviner threnodies, Soanngn together in a heavenly moan, And thin. own. -. Mary F. Robnan, from Aristophane. A Brother's Keeper. 11 IOS 101 OF LOVE AID DUT. 3T MAT &ETWLL CATEERWOOD, AuSR or "CBAQUE O' DoOM," " STEPEnr GwrrnRIE" "TaE LONE MAN's CaUr ," AID OTua SToms. A prolonged snore from Mose covered the climax of this story. Adam dragged him up blinking like an owl. "T'whoo-oo!" imitated Adam. "Wakeup, :hicken-eater. The story's told and the molasses is a waxin'. You help me sling off :hese kitties." "You musn't let such back-achey, gruesome yarns get into your head, Miss Phebe," said Tom Holmes. "It isn't healthy. Life's not a tug; it's pretty much as one makes it. Here's Painter over the Bellow. He could be living like a decent Christian, but shuts himself up like a wolf. What if things haven't gone to suit himi A man can't boss the world. A man expects :o be trod on once in awhile, but let him :ake it with a good grace and kick back if ne can, and if he can't, grin about it." "People who are out of the water can give such lucid instructions how to escape crowning," retorted Gurley. "You've al ways had a good time yourself." There was some bustle in taking off the tettlesand helping the sugar. The party shifted about, talking. When Gurley arought Phoebe White her saucer of sugar, she said to him: "I wonder what that hermit is doing scrossthe Hollow? May be he's sitting be lore his fire with his heart all bitter." "Perhaps he is," said Gurley, smiling in lulgently. "I've been down in the mouth self when I was lonesome." Eoimas looked at her with the umused contempt which experienced people always bestow on visionaries. "Go over and invite Painter to join us, Miss Phobe," he suggested. "Id like to go and carry him some sugar, just to let him know there were human be ags in the world who could take a thought 'or him." "Do it," said Tom. "I'm curious to know aow he'll receivoyou." "I will," returned Phobe White, nettled, 'if some one pleases to show ie the path. Mose, nou forfeited your hat. Redeem it by going across Black Hollow with me." "I don't care nothin' about that old hat,'. :epiied Mose, slouchiig into the lodge with a3jrfal ot the grained sugar. "What'll you be up to nexti" disapproved Band.' "liobody will go with her," said McArdle, aufny. "It is too absurd." tt1iot at all absurd." said Gurley, ready wt another saucer of sugar. "Will you ake my arm, Miss White? I know every stepping-stone in the Black Hollow." "Pinter will shoot you both," said Tom "wat WhECl. cHcKEN-E.E3I" Malmss, chuckling. "You are a pretty pair ogoon such a fool's errand." When they returned, Adam called as soon as he-saw them at the edge of the camp. "You better limp back here fast, you lolks, what's left of you. Camp's breaki ap and the horspittle amb'lance is a-start "Yoadidn't staylong," remarked Holmes, jsanding by his democrat wagon, which had .ys arrived to take his party home. Mote stared at the adventurers, sus pending his business of washing out the MW'hat did Painter do?" "BE took the sugar from Miss White and san of it in his mouth," replied "And then he threw the rest of it at your hoid,"'said Holmes. 8Baf what's he got in his house?" in gurdBandy. MBottl'ed snakes," said Gurley; "Chemical starts and a fijrnace. I had the merest sabefore he shut the door on us. But haea man of science over the Blael ;perhaps an inventor: one who hasi at any rate fooled eyerybody as to his shagnter and pursuits." "He ain't fooled nobody in his looks," as Phosbe White was shivering close by the Ire. She had not spoken a word since re :ia-ning. McArdle approached and talked so her, and she turned her face toward him lo hasten with apparent effort. Garley was waiting to hand he' into the leinocrdt wagon where Randy bompson already sat wrapped up like a sausage. After Phobe had. drawn up her scarlet gxe and fastened it more snugly arond Sfor the ride, Gurley saw her takea Asbpotmonnaie frota her pocket and a crisp green note swiftly to Mo .ArDe'4 ''~a ghand. 'S Mge~n borrows money of her," the gaang man thoulght, with scorn, as he can zered home after they had separated. "Makes a. sort of triboutary chapel of hez title school-house, to sweli the church's do I. and sponge off her the rest of his life.. 0 that I had my will of him!" Psyche Fawcett rode over tolreturn-Mrs. Holmes' call, and she handed in a card for Miss Phoebe White also. iss Fawcett would not be taken into the room of state, but snuggled to the sitting-room fire of logs which was always kept burning there until the heated season put it out. "This is a sight that warms one's soul, &Iadam Drusie," said she. 'And my soul "TMS IS A SIGHT THAT wARMs'OiE's sOUL." has been in a shiver ever since we came home." "There is not much of you except your soul to shiver, my dear," laughed Mrs. Holmes. "I thought I had grown vastly corpulent. But Cupid says I have wai ted away. For his society." The idea of calling Jack Gurley Cupid! It always annoyed him; it made him so helpless with fury-a big bluff fellow to be mailed Psyche's Cupid. especially when he was about sixteen, and all knuckles and feet. "Is that your baby looking through the loor?" said Miss Fawcett, twirling a willow twig which she had snapped off during her ride. "The great monster ! how he has add id to himself. Come here, Thomas Holmes, junior, and see your aunt." Toddles slyly shut the door and patted away. The vision was too wonderful for him. Miss Fawcett was exceedingly slight, and tremblingly alive. She had a low orowed face, clear as alabaster, and the :color of her eyes varied from yellow to vio iet, according to their expression. They followed every speaker with change and sparkle, and her playful nostril and round-, sd cheek and chin spoke in unison with them. Phoebe White thought her the most beautiful woman in the world, as she her self passed inside the door to be introduced. Miss Fawcett stirred in response to the in troduction, and sent through the room a current of rose fragrance from the bunch f yellow roses at her belt. "Yes, I came on Saturday so I should be sure of seeing you," she exclaimed. "-Mr. Gurley has been telling me about you." Mrs. Holmes lifted her eyebrows. "I'm very glad he has," said Phoebe, so innocently pleased by the sight of Miss Fawcett that the young lady laughed. "I believe we aren't going to be a bit strange. I always hate or adore people on sight. Madam Drusie here was a big girl at school when I was a little girl, but I pinned to her and have hung on ever since. Iardly let her be courted in peace. To t!s day I believe Tom Holmes considers me a long-legged girl to whom he must per force offer his other arm if he wants a min ate with Drusie." "You forget how early Cupid' began his siege of you," said Mrs. Holmes. "Siege I I don't call it a siege when our people made the engagement and threw us at each other. You should have seen the way that fellow used to glower when his mother made him dance with me at children's parties, Miss White. He trod an my feet, too. I never forgave him." "But he has improved," laughed Mrs. Holmes. "You can't improve a Gurley. The old (rish is too strong in them. Can you both :ome and ride with me? I know this is a busy morning with you, Drusie, but I al ways made it a point to interfere with your affairs." Mrs. Holmes excused herself on many accounts, so Phoabe White only went with Miss Fawcett behind her ponies. "Where do you want to go?" inquired Miss Fawcett, as her low phaeton entered the road. "That is, after we have driven through Greensburg main streets. They are smooth, even at this time of the year, when other roads are full of ruts." "Anywhere," said Phoebe. "I love to be Dut-doors in this humid air without having to feel the ground moist under my feet. Spring weather makes one feel so new." Bhe thought suddenly of Thorney, chop ping wood across the Black Hollow, and half regretted being at ease herself and in the mompany of this untroubled girL. Miss Fawcett observed her closely from 1time to time as they poked along the fence morners. " I've been abroad several years," she said, "and dropped all may old strings. The girls are changed about. In a school-town so many of one's intimates are transients. We used to have the house full. N~ow it is really lonesome for me. I haven't settled myself. Someti.as I think I never can set tle myself. You snow my aunt lives with me, of course. But we don't get on. She's so set on having her own way. She's mamma4's sister. My father had no sister. Only a brother who wvent off and died, or he would have had half the property. It was real convenilent of him. Besides he was so ugly, poor man, with a deformed mouth so he couldn't speak plain; ad I know it would have torn me all to piece. I can't even remember him. Mr. Gurley says you have no relations." "1I have a brother," said Phoabe. " I'd like a sister," said Psyche. "An older sister who would take all the care and leave me nothing to do but spend money. How nice it must be for you! You can live just as Bohemian a life as you want to." "I don't think I like a Bohemian life," said Phcebe. "Oh, I do! I've always wanted to be a boot-black or an actress or a waneering poet." "Wheni you have your beautiful home?" "Beaiutiful cage ! who wan is to be tied by her foot to a perch I" "I should love every stick and every blade of grass on my homnester d," exclaimed Phoebe. "It tears me up 1 y the roots tc change from one place to an.>ither. I should think you would be so happ.J to have your home and all sorts of ties provided for you. No strain, no uncertainty, no half-witted brother depending on you -undisciplined "Is your brother half-witte.1? How ammus ing he must be. And it 'wor~d be perfectly delightful to meif Idid notknowwhat wa coming to-morrow andthe next day god the "You wolntlike," sadPhrebe, forc1 bly, "to be dogged by anevi!. fate, to have your best wishes crossed, to 'un like fugi tive through the world." "Tx es.Ishould, said MissFag(cett," watch ing her with iterest. "I shz -iddote onit could come out acharacter instead of a tuft of swansdown-as Cupid calls me." "And when you turned on this evil to fight it, suppose you had to fight, knowing it was part of you and you were part of it-and you never could get away from it!" "That's rather mixed. But one thing I do see clearly. You and I are in the wrong skins. You ought to be me and I ought to be you. You dote on the respectable and are just soaked with domestic fervor. I would love to be in some mysterious mess, and every day I want to pitch our unex ceptionable furniture through the conserva tory sash and start out in the world and seek my fortune. Travel cooled my noble rage, but didn't give me scope." "I didn't say 1 was in any mysterious mess," remarked Phoebe. "Look over yonder," said Miss Fawcett, pointing with her whip as they trotted in a level space below the hill. "'That's Mr. Gur ley's property. Cupid is a fair to middling young man. He is, in fact, not bad. But do you suppose any girl wants to settle down there and watch cows, and hear Jesse Stone's wife count the eggs, go to church on Sunday, give regular parties to the Greensburg folks-year after year the samei Or would you like that sort of things" "Oh, no," said Phobe, blushing, "that wouldn't do for me at all." Psyche laughed. " When I get on with you a little more I think I'll call you Ruby," she observed. "You have the color of life in you and I feel what is almost the di amond's grit. Do you like this long-necked classmate of Cupid's - McArdle, Mrs. Holmes' cousin?" "I am sorry for him," said Phebe. "His po sition isn't comfortable." "Poor dear," observed Miss Fawcett. "And it comes to you to complain ?" She shook the tassel of her whip over the ponies and added: "Never knit your brows at me, but hearken. Thursday evening of next week I am having the class at the Place, inform ally. There are nine or a dozen young men, and some of them are nice, I believe, and some are what the English call nawsty. We shall have just as many girls, and I want you to come; and perhaps dancing." "Oh, I don't know them," cried Phobe. "You will know them plenteously by the time the evening is over. And this McArdle, who, in common with myself, finds life a pair of Chinese shoes, will lean upon you for the occasion, and escort you forth and back, according to the custom of the coun try." There was a double log-house standing at the edge of a cleared space, and, on Mon day evening, Phoebe knocked at the door. She was now remote from Greensburg, up the hills, in the Barker distric). The door was opened by a taw-framed, thick-nosed woman, with large, white teeth, which she displayed in instant wel come. She kissed Phoebe White, and, , -E I tu THE DOOR WAS OPENED. though she was so uncomely, her dress looked full of snuggling places for chil drea's heads, and her large shoulder like a pillow for the forlorn. " Now, take off your things and be comn fortable," she said. -I was afraid you couldn't come this evening, the weathcr's so raw." " I don't mind the weather," said Phesbe, " when 1 am asked to supper with you. Here you are shut in princess-like, with a red-hot forest stacked in your fire place, the woods outside breathing, and the Ilitchen kettle singing. I wish Thorney and [ were set up in a log-house life." "How is Thorney?'' inquired Mrs. Barker. " He is well. . He is so stout and braw ny." She looked at the hearth without brightening. "lIam glad he has muscles, anyhow." "Mr. Barker's late to-night," said the schoolmaster's wife. "Hir. school is so full. He's fitting some of the young men for col lege, and often helps them after hours." She hung up her guest's wraps on deer. antlers. Several doors of various heights ,pened from this general room. Beyond one the kitchen showed its burnished stove. and tin vessels; another, stooping down-. ward a step, gave entrance to a bedroom, where Mrs. Barker's best finery hung on the log wall protected by a muslin curtain. rwo more doors just like it probably opened an similar state-rooms. But the master's library was a bolder conception, cast out like a dormer-window from the main pile, to be entered by a pine archway hung with curtains of chintz calico. The shelves were very full. Rudely carved pyramids of pomegranates supported the master's row of Greek authors. His study-chair was a gnarly stump, chopped into shape and cush ioned. A long clock in a cherry case filled one corner beside the tire-place, i ts yellow dial miarked in Arabic figures. One iron hand pointed to five~and with a deliberate, rasping voice, it told the hour. Phobe stood on the hearth to warm her bands, while M~rs. Barker drew a table from thne wall and set up its leaves on extra legs. The broad-boarded floor showed the many grooves this table had made in its manyv journeys. The master's-wife spread a cloth of unbleached linen, exactly balancing the ample folds at each table corner, and put her blue-edged dishes and horn-handled knives and forks in array upon it. Her talk with her guest was as brisk and con stant as the fitan leather pat of her foot steps on the naked floor. She brought jams and finally scented cake from her store room. The master's chair was dragged from his library to preside at the foot of the table like a throne flver two splint-bottomed seats and one wooden chair with gilding on the back. The hostess' sewing-rocker stood near the fire for Phoebe's use. "I told Mr. Baker if he saw your brother to ask him to supper along with you." '-Thorney would be too shy to come," said Phcobe, wistfully. "You 'pnar very different to me," re marked M. Bar'ker, candidly, as shie set down the maple sirup in a gleiss dish and arranged in a goblet the silver spoons she had bought with her owa first savings, be fore she married Mr. Barker. --I always tell girls," said the master's wife, standing back and admiring them, "-the first thing they ought to do is to get a set of spoons. Take some of your earnings and buy 'em whether you're thinking of going to house keeping or not, Then younaave 'em." "-Thorney and I can hardly afford silver when we set up our house,"- said. The(be. and petted the girl's head against her shoul der. The master, with his fists clasped, the thumbs pointing upwards, one at each side of the pile of plates, glared sternly at his pupil. " You've been worried out," he pro nounced. "The children of that whole dis trict need killing. I've said so repeatedly. They're a noisy, scandalous set." "Oh, no," said Phoebe. "Yes, they do. Some of them ought tobe skinned slowly and hung up in the sun to dry, Adam and Mose Guy, for instance." "Adam and Mose Guy ain't children," piped Orcutt, "and they don't go to school any more." "They used to," maintained the master. "I can't control myself wry well," plead ed Phoebe, drying her face. "But nobody is to blame." "She has to carry too old a head," said Mrs. Barker, putting her guest in the gilt backed chair and spreading her napkin. "She ought to be thinking of young folks and a good time, and here she is worrying to save money, and studying Dutch between whiles. Next time you come, Mr. Barker shan't hold a school examination over you." "Do let him! How little I shall ever know if Mr. Barker does not train me. And I have been seeing young people." She began to tell about Psyche Fawcett, and talked rapidly while the meal lasted. After supper the master and his son went into the twilight, chopped wood and kindling, fed the pig, and carried fodder to and milked the cow. In the midst of these homely cares, and while the master's bass reverberated among solemn trees with Old Hundred, Phoebe's voice and presence broke into his hymn. She was standing wrapped in her scarlet shawl ready to go home." "Good-night, Mr. Barker. I must hurry this evening." "But you are not going home now. You are going to spend the evening, and may be stay all night." "I muat go," said Phoebe. "Wait till I've milked the strippings, then," commanded the master. " You can't go alone. It's dusk." But repeating good-night, Phoebe was already on the paththroughthe woods when Sirs. Barker ran out of the cabin after her. However, the master had scarcely carried his frothing pails into the house when Mrs. Barker came back, drawing her shawl to a focus over her nose. "She wouldn't let me go a piece with her," said the master's wife. "I don't kmow what possesses that child to-night." She looked anxious as she hung her wrap m the deer-antler. "PIl just step out and overtake her," said Mr. Barker. "Don't." "But she oughtn't to go alone through the woods, ought she?" "She isn't alone, Ogre, dear. A man met her just out of the clearing. That's why I urned back. I saw she wanted me to." "May be it was her brother, or one of the neighbors' boys." "It was a stranger. I took a good look at aim, and enough worse looking he is than ner poor simple brother. I don't like it. And her getting so excited before supper, is if she saw something out of the window -and all." "I don't like it either," said the master, rubbing his grizzly head. [TO BE OONTXNUED] The Way Girls Do. "Oh, Kitty! I've something the best to ell you!" "No?" "Oh, but I have, though!" "Do tell me, quick!" "You'll never lisp it to anyone?" "No, indeed!" "I wouldn't have you breathe it for he world!" "Oh, I won't." "Not to any one, remember." "No-hope to die if do." "Well, then-oh, it seems so funny!" "Oh, do hryup ad tell me." "I'm afraid you'll teiL" "Oh, indeed, indeed, I won't." "I'd never forgive you if you did." "Well, but I won't." "He might not like it, you know." "Who's he?" "Oh, I forgot! How foolish I am!" "Are you ever going to tell me?" "Yes; yes-I said to myself right away hat I'd tell you anyhow." "Well, do, then." "Well, then-oh, you will be awfully urprised!" "Oh, do hurry and tell." "Well-I-I'm engaged!" "No?" "Yes!" "Well, who to?" "To Charlie Lawson." "Why-Lol-Brigham!" "I am!" "Tee, hee, hee!" "Isn't it funny?" "Why, you old darling!" "Don't you oongratulate me?" "Of course I do. Charlie's perfectly ovely. I'm awfully glad for you both." "Ob, thanks!"-Detroit Free Press. A Kilkenny Cat Fight. MUsLOGEE, I. T., July 2.-A desperate ight between United States oficers and wo notorious desperadoes took place at a rreen corn dance near Eufaula late Satur lay night. United States Marshals Phil ips and McGiaughlin attended the dance vith the expectation of arresting some es aped outlaws. They found two whom hey wanted, brothers named Barnett. ['he Barnetts refused to surrender, and in he fight which followed Phillips was in tantly killed. McGlaughlin and one of he Barnet brothers wee riddled with bul ets, so thot both died shortly. An out ider named McIntosh was shot in the rm by the surviving Barnett, who terror zed the gathering for some time. Effects of Kentucky Whisky. LoUrsvItta, Ky., July 2.-Near Pine rlle last night Jas. McGorge and Bill Imith, special sheriff deputies, ishot each ather to death. They were sent to arrest ome violators of the local whisky laws. leturning they stopped at a floating saloon in the Cumnberland river, and while drink og there they got into a wrangle over a >stol taken from a prisoner. Smith had he pistol and in the scuffle to keep it, shot vcGorge through the n'wk. McGorge trew his own pistol and shot three times vildly as he fell. One shot struck Smith n the head, killing him instantly, and the ither two wounded Bill Boskins and an ither bystander. McGorge will die. The people were much excited over the affair, .nd the owner of the boat abandoned it and a hiding. _______ Highwaymen in California. SAN FaRtcIScO, July 8.-The stage run ding between this place and Hildrneth was topped yestetday evening by masked men. ['hey jumped from behind rocks and comn selled the express messenger to throw away sis gun, and then compelled the driver to -sad over the express box containing $10, 0n in silver bullion. The robbers escaned. WHAT THh.Y TaINK. A Variety of Opinions from Many Sources --The Republican Ticket an Viewed fron Various Standpoints. Secretary Vilas-"Cleveland will be re-elected." The Times will give Cleveland and Thurman its hearty support. James G. Blaine: "It is a good nomi nation." Don Dickinson-"That temperance plank in the twelfth hour defeated them." Nashville American: The nomination of Harrison and Morton means a fight for both Indiana and New York. Senator Vance (Dem.) of North Caro lina-"i am a Democrat and it suits me. We'll beat him so badly his mama won't recognize hin." Senator Vest (Dem.) of Missouri, "Admiration shudders and shrinks into the coattail pocket of chagrin in the presence of Harrison. We will beat him easily. New York Times (Ind.): Albeit not a great man, General Harrison is a citizen of the Republic, who has done worthily such share of public work as has de volved upon him.* * * Senator Wade Hampton-It is the vtry best nomination that could be e for the Democratic party. It is the weakest nomination the Republicans could have made. Representative Bynum (Dem) of In diana: "The best they could make. But we will carry Indiana. The Pacific coast is lost to the Republicans. Secretary Bayard-"I don't see why Harrison should have been selected. He is a man of fair abilities, against whom nothing can be said, but still, it seems to me like a surprising nomination." New York Tribune (Rep.): In his whole career as soldier and statesman Benjamin Harrison has displayed a sound judgment, a well-balanced mind, and a character of the highest merit. Baltimore Sun (Dem.): While not a man of commanding intellect, or here tofore a recognized leader of his party in or out of the Senate, General Harri son has nevertheless been regarded as a gentleman of excellent parts and of irre proachable private life. Savannah News: The Republicans have nominated Benjamin Harrison, a Western lawyer and politician, for President, and Levi P. Morton, a New York banker and politician, for Vice President. It cannot be said that these gentlemen make a strong ticket. Atlanta Journal: We cannot regard this ticket as an exceptionally strong one for the Republicans, and we are inclined to the belief that it would have been a stronger one if the positions of the nom inees had been reversed. Petersburg (Va.) Index-Appeal (Dem.) The nominee for the first place on the Republican Presidential ticket seems to have been selected more on account of his availability as the favorite son of the doubtful State than for any individual merit of his own. Indianapolis Journal (Rep.) "If his nomination were not so clearly the re sult of human wisdom, we could call it The Sentinel (Dem.) says: "General Harrison's nomination is not in any sense a strong one." Macon Telegraph: Democrats should not make the mistake of believing that, though the Republican candidates are commonplace men and their platform a thoroughly bad one, their own candi dates can be sasily elected. Sam Douglass, State secretary of the Greenback party says: "There are 20, 00voters in Indiana, remains of the old Greenback party, who will vote solidly against Harrison. The policy of the present adiministration has been ac ceptable to the Greenback party." Representative Burrows (Rep.) of Michigan: "Harrison can carry every rdtate that Blaine carried in '84, He will sweep Indiana, New Jersey and Connecticut will fall in line under the banner of protection. The soldiers will support him enthusiastically." The Atlanta Constitution says in one of its leading editorials: "There is one fact that need not be disguised, and that is that Harrison will be a stronger man before the country than Blaine would have been. He is a man of high character, and appears to have conducted himself as decently dur ing his political career as any Republi can could be expected to do. A. K. McClure, in Philadelphia Times (End.): It is just fair to say that General Harrison is a clean, creditable Presiden tial candidate, and his nomination in vites the country to turn from the fiendish jackals of low grade politics to soberly consider and decide the grave national issues which are to be decided by the American people in November next. Guarding Against Falsehood. Dunn was an English farmer who em ployed a laborer named Paul. Mr. Du..a one day asked Paul to take lunch eon, and Paul refused; but afterwards the workman repented, and went to ask for the food. "No," was Mr. Dunn's answer; "you said you would not eat, and I never allow any lies to be told in my house." "So," said Panl; "I lost my dinner." Next week Paul returned to his work, the thought of his lost meal still rankling in his mind. Mr. Dunn asked him again whether he would take some luncheon, and, determined this time not to be done, Paul said, "Yes." A huge Cheshire cheese was set before him uncut, and Paul inquired, "Where shall I cut it?" "Just where you please," said Mr. Dunn. "Then," said Paul, "I'll cut it at home, and-you won't have any lies told in your house, you know." A Railroad Wreck in Montana. STr. PAU, Minn., July 3.-A Helena (Montana) special says: "An east-bound Northern Pacific passenger train jumped the track on Sunday night at Gold Creek, fifty miles west of here, the day coach, dining and Pullman cars rolling into a ditch. Miss Nelson, of Riley & Wood's Theatrical Company, and Mr. Ulin, of Missoula, Montana, were seriously injured. Many others were injured, but not danger ansly. GEORGIA'S MONSTER SNAKES. Stories of Them Revived by Attacks on Horses and Cattle. (Philadelphia Times Correspon'ent.) ATHENs, July 2.-H. H. Carlton, the Representative from the Eighth Con gressional district of Georgia, has a magnificent suburban home in southern Athens, to which is added an admirably equipped farm. Mr. Carlton taken especial pride in his horses, of which he has a -large and valuable stock, but which during his residence in Washing ton spend most of their time in a rict pasture at some little distance from the house. A few days ago two of the Congress man's horses became afflicted with an' ailment which baffled veterinar skill. They came up from the pasture lmping, with inflamed and running sores oz( their legs. Their eye-sight, too, ap.. peared to be affected, while a heavy dis charge of mucus from the mouth. and nostrils gave indications of lung fever. Medicine was copiously administered, but both the animals died. Others of Mr. Carlton's stock were taken sick in a similar manner, and in a short time the disease broke out among the fine blood ed stock of several gentlemen residing near by, and several of the animals have died. Tha matter was, of course thor oughly investigated, but without resuit, until it was given wide publicity. There are living in and around Athens several of the early pioneers of Wilkes and Madison counties, who near ly fifty years ago were actively engaged in agriculture there. When the news of the trouble with the horses became known these old people unanimousiy declared it to be caused by the bite of a species of monster serpent known as the "horned" or "bull" snake. Fifty years ago, they declared-and their state ments have been verified-this section of the country was overrun by these reptiles, and so desperate was their war fare against cattle that it was only with the greatest of care that any stock at all could be preserved from them. It was not until parties of hunters rid the country of these reptiles that cattle could be raised here. To describe these venomous reptiles almost necessitates one laying himself open to the imputation of witng a "snake story." Your correspondenthas never seen one of them alive, but he has seen the preserved skin of one, a mon ster some five feet in length and of un proportionately huge girth, which was killed near this city about ten years ago. The color is dark brown, and on the s.d of its tail is a spur or horn of about three inches in length,, somewhat re sembling the spur on the tail of a scorpion, although, of course, very much larger. All this I can positively vouch for and prove, if necessary. But I can only give you tradition -s to the way in which this now almost extinct snake carries on its warfare against cattle. The old settlers state that the snake would strike at their foes by throwing their tail foremost, and, with the horny appendage described, dealing a deadly wound. As is the case with the rattlesnake, they can thus pro ject themselves, albeit tail foremost, for several feet. These old people, were shown some of the wounds on the legs of the cattle, and are persistent in de claring them to have been caused by a bull snake. Farmers now living in Madison county, hard by Athens, have often been brought into contact with these monsters, and unqualifiedly ex press themselves in a similar manner. This story would be hardly complete were no mention made of a statement 'ven your correspondent by an old* ldMrs. Clarissa Evans, of this city, and corroborated by her children-now men and women. Mrs. Evans says that on her farm in Madsonn county she and her husband once encountered one of these snakes in a sapling thicket. Her husband struck at the serpent with .a fence rail, and the serpent simultane ously struck at him with its tail. Mr. Evans dodged the blow, and the ser-' pent's horn grazed the bark of a poplar sapling. This happened about noon. By nig'ht the leaves of the tree were en tirely withered and by morning were black, dry and shriveled. The Joins summer Meeting. On the occasion of the meeting of this Society during the Grange Encampment at Spartanburg, August 6th to l1th, the 8th of August a been assigned the So ciety on which day to hold its annual. summer meeting. The meeting will con vene at 11 o'clock a. in., when the fol lowing order of business will be ob served at the morning session and the following essays read:. Test of the purity and vitality of seeds, by Prof. R. H. Loughridge. Diversified industries as promotive of arcultural prosperity, by Hon. Samuel Dible. The nature and treatment of conta gious diseases of stock, by Dr. B. Mclnnes, V. S. The ideal farm, by Hon. yohn S. Verner. Viticulture, to beassigned. The Southern dairy, to be assigned. This annual gathering of our people from all sections of the State at the close of the cultivations of the crops, to com pare notes as to the bestimodes in the p reparation of the soil for seeding, the kid of manure, how much used and the cultivation of the various crope, and thes results obtained, is a pleasing ar~d profitable occasion for the meeting of the farmers of the State. Besides the pleasing intercourse of our people, the subjects for essays are practical, and the ssayists are gentlemen peculiarly fited to treat the subjects assigned. The discussion on each essay is anoth er pleasing feature of the occasion, fur nishing much useful information to those whom intended to benefit. All things considered, it would seem of the highest importance that there should be a full turnout of our people at Spartan burg during the second meeting of the [nter-State Farmers' Summer Encamp ent. It Rivaled the Sun in Brightness. APPLETON, Wis., July 3.-At 2.30 yes erday afternoon a tremendous meteor was >berved to pass across the Southern sky from east to west. It rivaled the sun ia >rghtness and left a long train of sparks in its wake. The meteor moved very slow yand was evidently at a very great height. [t was visible for half a minute and finally faded away without noise. "Merely to begin it will be a great under taking. But we have saved more than a hundred dollars between us, Mrs. Barker." "Well, that does first-rate for two or phans. And I hope you've put it out safe." "I-loaned a little of mine," said Phoebe, hesitating. "The rest I keep by me; to be always ready." "Mercy! you oughtn't to keep such a big sum in the house. You bear the spoons in mind," urged the master's wife, laughing. "You ain't going to keep old maid's hall with Thorney for ever." "I hope I am. It would be almost too much to have a snug log-pjle like this, and be sheltered up among Lrees, and. never tormented by anybody. Thorney is a good boy, and I have only hll). It would be nice," said Phoebe, locking .r fingers, "if I could be proud of him; zt- he were bright and handsome, like suchy.upg-men as Mr. Gurley, and could direct 7a4vise me in stead of my having todireetand advise him. But he can't help it, you know, and I must just cover up his weakness as well as I can and take him for his good qualities." "You dear child!" said the master's wife. "He's my brother," explained Phobe, sincerely. "And even if he appeared dis gusting to other people, it would be base for me to own to myself that I found him so. Other people do not know the best of him." "Does he favor the father's or mother's side?" inquired the master's wife. "I don't know," said Phoebe. "But your kinfolks could tell." "I don't know any of them," responded Phoebe, briefly, and a great stamping out side the door broke through this conversa tion. The easter entered with a second and smaller self at his heels, excepting that he was gray and stout and his son was light locked and chubby. He wore a blue army overcoat, and the boy one of similar cut and color. "Well, here you are, Ogre," said Mrs. Barker. "The Ogre's late to-night," he responded, in a great bass. "He had five stupid fools to eat up. And here's Miss Phoebe." He advanced his square paw and shook her hand. "Are you going to eat me for another fool, Mr. Barker?" "I hope not. But we'll see how you have your German. Orcutt Barker, take off your hat, sir, when you come under a roof, and speak to Miss Phobe." "I was waiting till you gave me a chance, sir," responded Orcutt, boldly, with the ap pearance of enjoying skirmishes with his burryisther. "Mind your tongue, sir, mind your tongue," growled the master, rolling his son's head between his palms. Neither of them could resist a tousling romp, which lasted until the elder felt sufficiently re laxed from his day's toil, when he anonce resumed his mastiff-like demeanor, and Orcutt gravely shook hands withPhoebe and hung up their wraps. "Well, Miss Phoebe," said the master, planting his feet on the hearth and gather ing his coat-tails under his arms, "what is the height of a tree on the opposite side of the river, which forma one side of a tri angle, the hypotenuse being--" "Please, no, Mr. Barker. Try me with the German." "What's the hypotenuse, pa?" inquired Drcutt, immediately bringing slate and pencil. "There is nothing in the world," said the master, "so beneficial and strengthening to the mind as that same science of mathe-. matics." "What's the hypotenuse, pa?" ropeated Drcutt,importunately,twitching his father's trousers. The master turned and drew a long switch off the mantel, where, from a limber nd jucy shoot it had dried in disuse to brittleness, and suggestively measured the listance between his outstretched hand and his son's fat legs. "That's the hypotenuse," threatened the master. The son set down giggling to solve >ther imaginary problems. Supper was coming upon the table. Mr. Barker's basso seemed to reverberate inong the dark joists. "Now, Miss Phmbe, let us have that verb :onjugated before we blunt our minds with Pheobe therefore plunged into German :onjunction and afterwards produced her xercise from her pocket; he examined it frowning. "What's this? This is too ambitious. A pood student keeps his eye on the structure >f the language; he doesn't run after senti ent." "It's the last part of Schiller's 'Diver,' and is familiar enough to every body but me," said Phmebe. "I did enjoy it. The sense of much of it came to me without the flictionary." "Yes, I don't doubt itl" commented the aster, dissentingly snorting. "Let me ~you pronounce now." -It bears one along," pleaded Phoebe, even the foolhardiness which took him nder the water a second time after he had rought up the cup in safety once." The master listened to her reading, giving rent to gutteral corrections, while she took er momientary stand in his book alcove. Lhe sash there was not so deeply imbedded in logs as were the other windows, and such ate light as still straggled across the clear ng illuminated her and her German text. Mrs. Barker drew back her own chair from he table and announced with housewifely formality that supper was ready. Orcutt, having suspended his ciphering to hear I Phebe's exercise, now briskly laid aside is slate; and the master was willing to< ostpone further drill until he had filled the lates on the table. "Come, Miss Phobe," said he. "Some< fay, with constant practece and the chance 1 f conversing with intelligent Germans, ou may get a fair grip of the language." "What's the matter, child?" exclaimed rs. Barker. "What do you see out there?" 1 " Oh, nothing, nothing," replied Phoebe, I ;oming swiftly away from the window. "WATs~H -ATR ~L "May be I fancied ope of the diver's mon strs had come up out of the whirlpool and was grinning at me. I wish I could plunge, ato some place and be hid and quiet far ver." She put her bands over her face, but not a i.mtoaStop a stray so..( A an. irkmarpet her aim aoamu Phmbe