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V* VOL. V. MiANNING, CLARENDON COUNTY, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JULY 3, 1889. NO. 3O1~ "NEW SPRINGS OF JOY." Sermon by Rev. T. DeWitt Tal mage, D. D. What Caleb's Wedding Gift to His Daugh ter Achsah Signifies-No Life on Earth So Happy as a Really Christian ELife. -New Springs of Joy" was the subject of Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage'- recent sermon, the text being: 'The hast given me a south land; give me also springs of water. And he gave her the upper springs, and the .nether springs"-Joshua xv. 19. The elo quent divine spoke as follows: The city of )ebir was the Boston of an tiquity-a great place for brain and books. Caleb wanted it. and he offered his daughter Achsah as a prize to any one who would cap ture that city. It was a strange thing for Caleb to do; and yet the man that could take the city would have, at any rate, two elements of manhood-bravery and patriot ism. With Caleb's daughter as a prize to fight for, General Othniel rode into the bat tle. The gates of Debir were thundered into the dust, and the city of books lay at the feet of the conquerors. The work done, Othniel comes back to claim his bride. Having conquered the city, it is np great job for him to conquer the girl's heart; for however a woman faint hearted herself may be, she always loves courage in a man. I never saw an exception to that. The wed ding festivity having gone by, Othniel and Achsah are about to go to their new home. However loudly the cymbals may clash, and the olaughter ring, parents are always sad when a fondly cherished daughter goes off to stay; and Achsah, the daughter of Caleb, knows that now is the-time to ask al most any thing she wants of her father. It seems that Caleb, the good old man, had given asawedding present to his daughter, a piece of land that was mountainous, and sloping southward toward the desets of Arabia. swept with some very hot winis. It was called a "south land." But Achsah wants an addition of land: she wants a piece of land that is well watered and fertile. Now it is no wonder that Caleb, standing amidst the bridal party, his eyes so full of tears be cause she was going away that he could hardly see her at all: gives her more than she asks. She said to-him: "Though hast given me a south land; give me also springs of water. And he gave her the upper springs, and the nether springs." What a suggestive passage! The fact is, that as Caleb, the father gave Achsah, the daughter, a south land, so God gives to us His world. I am very thankful He has given it to us. But I am like Achsah in tho fact . that I want a large portion. Trees , and flowers, and grass, and blue skies are very well in their places; but he who has noth ing but this world for a portion has no por tion at all. It is a mountainous land, sloping off toward the desert of - sorrow, swept by fiery siroccos; it is a "south land," a poor portion for any man that tries to put his trust in it. What has been yourexperience? What has been the experience of every man, of every woman that has tried this world for a portion? Queen Elizabeth, namidst the surroundings of pomp, is un -*ppy because the painter sketches. too nutely the wrinkles on her face, and she nantly cries out: "You must strike -y likeness without any shadows." 'i, at the very height of his artistic is stung almost to death with cha -se the painting he had dedicated does not seem to be acceptable:. " ,:rietout: "Who is this Ho Take his trumperyof-nFe Brinsley Sheridan thrilled the earth h his eloquence, but had for his last words: "I am absolutely undone." ;Walter Scott, fumbling aroundtheinkstand, trying to write, says to his daughter: "O, take me back to my room; there is no rest for Sir Walter but in the grave." Stephen - Girard, the wealthiest man in his day, or, at any rate, only second in wealth, says: "I live the life of a galley slave; When I arise in the morning my one effort is -to work so hard that I can sleep when it ggts to be night." Charles Lamb, applauded 'of allthe world, in the very midst of his literary triumph says: "Do you remember, Bridget, when we used to laugh from the shilling gallery at the play? There are now nogood plays to laugh at from the boxes." But why go so far as that? I need to go no further than your street to find an illustra tion of what I am saying. Pick me out ten suee'ssful worldlings without any zeligin, and you know what I mean by succfsul worldlings-pick Jne out ten successfulI worldlings, an.d you can not find more 9gan one that looks happy. Care drags him across the bridge; care dragshim -back. MakeO your stand at two o'clock at the corne' of Nassau and Wall streets, or at the corne of Canal street and Broadway, and seeyfeagonizedphysiognomies. Yourbank e , your insurance men, your importers, /-4our wholesalers, and your retailers, as a class-as a class, are they happy? No. Care dogs their steps; and, making no appeal to ~God for help or comfort, they are tossed everywhither. How has it been with'you, - my hearer? Are you more contented in the house of fourteen rooms than you were in the two rooms you had in a house when you started? Have you not had more care and worriment since you won that $50.000 than you did before? Some of the poorest Jnen I have ever known have been those -of great fortune. A man of small means may be put in great business straits, but the ghastliest of all embarrassments is that of the man who has large estates. The men who commit suicide because of monetary losses are those who can not bear the burden any more, be cause they have only $10,000 left. On 2Sowling Green, New York, there is a house where Talleyrand used to go. He was a favorite~man. All the world knew him, and he had wealth almost unlimited; yet at the close of his lifehe says :"Behold, eighty three years have passed without any pr-acti cal result, savc fatigue of bod'y and fatigue of mind, great discou.r.gm'ent for the future and great disgust for the past" 0, .my friends, this is a "south land," and it slopes off toward deserts of sorrow: and the prayer which Achsah made to her father Caleb, we make this day to our Father God: "Thou hast given me a south land; give me also springs of water. And he gave her the upper springs, andithe nether springs." Blessed be God!i We have more advan tages given us than we can really appre ciate. We have spiritual blessings offered us in this world which I shall call the nether springs, and glories in the world to come which I shall call the upper springs. Where shall I find words enough threaded with light to set forth the pleasuresof rolig ion? David, unable to dcs-cribe it in words, played it on a harp- Mrs. Hemans, not find. ing enough power in prose, sings that praise in a canto. Christopher Wren. unable to de scribe it inlanguage,sprung it into the arches of St. Paul's. John Bunyan, unable to pre . sent it in ordinary phraiseology, takes all the fascination of allegory. Handel, wit ordinary music unable to reach the heighi of the theme, rouses it up in an oratorio. O, there is no life on earth so happy as really Christian life. I do not mean a shan Christian life, but a recal Christian' life. Where there is a thorn there is a whole garland or roses'. Where there is one gro'n, there are three- doxoiogies Where there is one day of cloud, therec is a whole season o. sunshine. Take the humblest Christian man that you know-angels of God canopy hin with their white wings; th'e lightnings o: Heaven are his armed allies; the Lord is his shepherd, picking out for him greer pastures by still waters; if he wyalk forth Heaven is his bodyguard; if he lie down to sleep, ladders of light, angel blossoming are let into his dreams; if he be thirsty, th4 potentates of Heaven are his cup bearers: if he sit down to food, his plain table blooms into the King's banquet Men say: "Look at that old fellow with the worn out coat;' the angels of God cry: "Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates, and let him come in!' Fastidious people cry: "Get off my fron steps;" the doorkeepers of Heaven cry "Come you blessed of my father, imherit th kindm!" When he comes to die, though he may be carried out in a pine oox to Ithe potter's field, to the potter's field the chariots of Christ will come down, and the calvacade will crowd all the boulevards of Heaven. I bless Christ for the present satisfaction of religion. It makes a man all right with reference to the past; it makes a man all right with reference to the future. 0, these nether springs of comfort ! They are peren nial. The foundation of God standeth sure having this seal, "The Lord knoweth them that are His." "The mountains shall depart and the hills be removed, but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed, saith the Lord, who hath mercy upon them." 0, cluster of diamonds set in burnished gold1 0, nether springs of comfort bursting through all the valleys of trial and tribula tion I When you see, you of the world, what satisfaction there is on earth in religion, do you not thirst after it as the daughter of Caleb thirsted after the water springs? It is no stagnant pond, scummed over with malaria, but springs of water leaping from the Rock of Ages ! Take up one cup of that spring water, and across the top of the chalice will float the delicate shadows of the heavenly wall, the yellow of jasper, the green of emerald, the blue of sardonyx, the fire of jacinth. I wish I could make you understand the joy religion is to some of us. It makes a man happy while he lives, and glad when he dies. With two feet upon a chair and burst ing with dropsies, I heard an old man in the poor house cry out: "Bless the Lord, oh my soul!" I looked around and said: "What has this man got to thank God for?" It makes the lame man leap like the hart, and the dumb sing. They say that the old Puri tan religion is a juiceless and joyless relig ion; but 1 remember reading of Dr. Goodwin, the celebrated Puritan, who, in his last mo ments said: "Is this dying? Why, my bow abides in strength? I am swallowed up in God." "Her waysare waysof pleasantness, and all her. paths are peace." 0, you who have been trying to satisfy-yourselves with the "south land" of this world, do you not feel that you would, this morning, like to have access to the nether springs of spiritual comfort? Would you not like to have Jesus Christ bend over your cradle and bless your table and heal your wounds, and strew flow ers of consolation all up and down the graves of your dead? "is religion that can give Sweetest pleasures whi:e we livr: 'Tis religion can supply Sweetest comfort when we die. But I have something better to tell you, suggested by this text. It seems, that old father Caleb on the wedding day of his daughter wanted to make her just as happy as possible. Though Othniel was taking her away, and his heart was almost broken because she was going, yet he gives her a "south land;" not only that, but the nether springs; not only that, but the upper springs. 0, God, my Father, I thank Thee that Thou hast.given me a "south laud" in this world, and the nether springs of spirit ual comfort in this world; but, more than all, I thank Thee for the upper springs in Heaven. It is very fortuate we can not see Heaven until we get into it. 0, Christian man, if you could see what a place it is, we would never get you back again to the office, or store, or shop, and the dutiet you ought to perform would go neglected. I am glad I shall not see that world until I enter it. Sup pose we were allowed to go on an excursion into that good land with the idea of return ing. When we got there, and heard the song, and looked at their raptured faces, and mingled in the supernal society, we would cry out: "Let us stay ! We are com here~ang . W.bvtake tle tmae.of going back again to that ofd world. We are here now, let us stay." And it>Would take angelic violence to put us out of that world if once we got there. But as people who can not afford to pay for an entertainment sometimes come around it and look through the door ajar, or through the openings in the fence, so we come and look through the crevices in that good land which God has provided for us. We can just cach a glimpse of it. We come near enough to hear the rumbling of the eternal orchestra, though not near enough to know who blows the cornet or whofingers the harp. My soul spreads out both wings and claps them in triumph at the thought of those upper springs. One of them breaks from beneath the throne; another breaks forth from be neath the altar of the temple; another at the door of the "house of many mansions." Upper springs of gladness: Upper springs of light! Upper springs of love !*Itis nofancy of mine. "The Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall lead them to llving foun tains of water." 0, Saviour divine, roll in upon our souls one of those anticipated rap tures!i Pour around the roots of the parched tongue one drop of that liquid life! Toss be fore our vision those fountains of God, rain bowed with eternal victory. Hear it. They are never sick there; not so much as a head achg, or twinge rheumatic, or thrust nen ralgic. The inhabitant never says: "I am sick." They are never tired there. Flight to farthest world is only the play of a holiday. They never si these. it is as easy for them to be holy as it is for us to sin. They never die there. You might go through all the outskirts of the great city and find not one place where the ground was broken for, a grave. . The eyesight of the redeemed is never blurred with tears. There is health in every cheek. There is spring in every foot. There is maj esty in every brow. There is joy in every heart. There is hosanna on every lip. How they must pity us as they look over and down and see us, and say: "Poor things away down in that world." And when some Christian is hurled into a fatal acci dent, they cry: "Good! he is coming!" And when we stand around the couch of some loved one (whose strength is going away) and we shake our heads forbodingly, they cry: "I am glad he is worse; he has been down there long enough. There, he is dead! Come home! Come home!" 0, if we could only get our ideas about that future world untwisted our thought of transfer from here to there would be as pleasant to us as it was to a little child that was dying. She said: "Papa, when will I go homes" And he said:' "To-day, Florence." "To-day So soon? Iam so gladi" I wish I could stimulate you with these thoughts~, oh Christian man, to the highest possible oxhilaration. The day of your de liverance is co.ming, is coming. It is roll ing on with the shining wheels of the day and the jet wheels of the night. Every thump of the heart is only a hammer stroke striking off another chain of clay. Better scour the deck and coil the rope, the harbor is only six miles away.r Jesus will cor down in the "Narrows" to meet you. Now is your salvation nearer than when you believed. Unforgiven man, unpardoned man, will you not to -day make a choice between these two portions, bet ween the "south land" of this world which slopes to -the desert, and this glorious land which thy Father offers thee, running with eternal water courses? Why let your tongue be consumed with thirst when there are the nether springs and the upper springs, comfort here and glory hereafteri Let me tell you, my dear brother, that the silliest and wickedest thing a man ever does is to r'eject Jesus Christ. The loss of the soul is a mistake that can not be corrected. It is a downfall that knows no alleviation; it is a ruin that is remediless; it is a sick ness that has no medicaflnent; it is a grave into which a man goes but never comes out. Therefore, putting my hand on your shoulder as one brother put his hand on the shoulder of a brother, I say this day, be manly and surrender your heart to Christ. You have been long enough serving the world; now begin to serve the Lord who bought you. You have tried long enough to carry these burdens; let Jesus Christ put his shoulder under your burden. Do I hear anyone in the audience say: "I mean to attend to that after awhilo; it is not just the time?" It is the time, for the simple rea son that you are sure of no other; and God sends you here this morn ig, and he sent me here to confront you w.aith ti meae; and von maust hear now that Christ died to save your soul, and that if you want to be saved you may be saved. "Whosoever will let him come." You will never find any more convenient season than this. Some of you have been waiting ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty and sixty years. Onsome of you the snow has fallen I see it on your brow, and yet you have not attended to those duties which belong to the very springtime of life. It is Septem ber with you now, it is October with you, it is December -with you. I am no alarm ist. I simply know this: if a man does not repent in this world he never re pents at all, and that now is the accepted time, and now is the day of salvation. 0, put off this matter no longer. Do not turn your back on Jesus Christ, who comes to save you, lest you should lose your soul. On Monday morning a friend of mine started from New York to celebrate her birthday with her daughter in Virginia. On Saturday of the same week, just after sunrise, I stood at the gate of Greenwood waiting for her silent form to come in. It was a long journey to take in one week from New York to Philadelphia, from Phila delphia to Baltimore, from Baltimore to Washington, from Washington to Virginia, from Virginia into the great eternity. "What thy hand findeth to do, doit." A TRAVELING MOUNTAIN. One that Might Have Saved Mohammed the Trouble of a Journe-y. Such a mountain is found at the Cascades of the Columbia. Ore. It is a huge triple peaked mass of dark brown -basalt, six or eight miles in length. where it fronts the river and rises to a height of almost 2,000 feet above the water. That it is in motion is the last thought which would be likely to suggest it self to the mind of any one pass ing it; yet it is a well established act that this entire mountain is moving slowly but steadily toward the river, as if it had a deliberate purpose some time in the future to dam the Columbia and form a ereat lake from the Cascades to the Dulles. The Indian traditions indicate immense movements of the mountains hereabouts, long before white men came to Oregon; and the early settlers, immigrants, many of them from New England, gave the above de scribed mountainous ridge the name of "traveling mountain," or "sliding moun tain." In its forward and downward movement the forests along the base of the ridge have become submerged in the river. Largetree stubs can be seen standing deep in the water on this shore. The railway engineers and the track men find that the line of the rail, road which skirts the foot of the mountain is being continually forced out of place. At certain points the roadbed and rails have been pushed eight or ten feet out of line in the course of a few years. The mountain is manifestly moving upon the river, and geologists attribute this strange picn omenon to the fact that the basalt which constitutes the bulk of the mountain rests on a substratum of con glomerate, or the soft sandstone, which the deep, swift current of the mighty river is wearing away; or that this softer subrock is of itself yielding, at great depths, to the enormous weight of the harder material above it. A ship canal and a series of very expet. ive locks for facilitating navigation on the Columbia have been determined on at the Cascades abreast of this ridge, and large appropriations of money from the national treasury have been made for the work by Congress. It remains to be seen how, "traveling mountain" will affect the heayy masonry of 1 deakT ADVICE ABOUT DOGS. Now Young Lovers Can Make Friends - With the Dreaded BullDog. A good many people are bitten by dogs, when very few needbe. Inthefirstplace peo ple should not meddle with dogs who do not know them. Every now and then somebody startles a dog by laying astrange hand upon im, pokes him with a stick or pushes him .ith the foot and "Is bitten by a vicious og." Why not let the dog alone? There are people .with the bad habit of eddling with what does not concern them, ad there are childrenwhohave been taught no better than to touch, if they can, what ver takes their fancy. These are the peo ple bitten by dogs. Not one in ten thousand imes does a dogmolest a person who minds his own business, no matter how crabbed he dog may be. If, however, you are bound to approach ad touch a dog. do it properly. There is nly one way. It is this: Put out your and easily and confidently to the dog, so hat he may smell it. Put it to his nose. If e sniffs at it and wags his tail or otherwise shows friendliness then you may speak to im and pat him on the head if you like, ad perhaps use other familiarities; but if, when you offer your hand, the dog remains sullen and passive, the sooner you take your and away the better. Never approach a strange dog with either timitidy oc menace; ut, as we have said, the best way is to let all strange dogs alone, and get any desired in ormation about them from those who have the honor of their personal friendship. ur Dumb Animals. -A good average of pharacter Is bettei than a lower level of character; but a g'ood average of character is never reached by a man who is satisfied with a good average. nly the man who persistently strives tG be at a high level of conduct will reach the plane of the average well-doer. An aver ge is made by the balance between the slips and the successes. The slips will come of themselves. The successes are a result of effort. He who aims no higher than an aver age, will be sure to fall below it.-S. S. Times. Chemical Sugar. lt. is generally known that .chemists an produce in their laboratory from ags a substance very similar to sugar nd having the same sweetening pro perty. The Germans are, however, hard at work~trying to produce artificial sugar on a large scale, and although its roductionl for practical pulrposes has not yet been realized considerable ad vance has been made and. at step has been takeni towards successful rtsuls. Her Emil Fisher has succeeded in ob taining a true sugar, which i capale of undergoing alcoholic fermentation by means of yeatst, just lika ordinary sugar. There is only one tlhing wanting in this new chemical sugar which causes5 it to differ from natural sugar, and thai is that it is optically inactive; it will not rotate a beam of polarized light either to the right or left. They call this new sugar "aerose." Glycerine, that sheet anchor of so many recent investigations, is the starting p)oint in tihe preparation of acrose, which must not be confounded with "saccharine", wvhich is not a sugar and can niever take its place as an ar tiele of diet. The discoverers of acrose are sanguine of making a perfect sugar at no0 distant dayV and their work is watched withi interest by the scentitie as well as the indlusrial and commercial DEATH OF MRS. HAYES. A Former Mistress of the White House Succumbs to a Stroke of Paralysis. FREMONT, O., June 25--Mrs. Hayes died this morning at half-past six oclok, after passing the night quietly. At 8 o'cleck last night she became much worse and gradually sank until the hour of 1er death. At the bedside were mem bers of the family. together with Mrs. Mitchell of Columbus. a cousin of Gene ral Hayes: Mrs. Hunmtington, a cotusini of Mrs. hlayes; Lucy Keeler, Mrs. A. HI. Miller and the phvsleians. Mrs. Hayes wl be bnried Frilar aft-ernoon. - M')OW ON TRIAL. THE SLAYER OF CAPTAIN DAWSON BROUGHT BEFORE THE COURT. A Jury Quickly Empaneled-Strong Coun sel on Each Side-The Testimony for the State and for the Defence. The trial of Dr. Thos. B. McDow for the killing of Capt. F. W. Dawson be gan in the Court of General Sessions for Charleston on Monday, the 24th uIt., Judge Kershaw presiding. The State was represented by Solicitor J. St. Julien Jervey and Mr. H1. A. M. Smith of the Charleston bar. The attorneys for the prisoner were ex-Judge A. G. Magrath and Mr. J. Barrett Cohen. After several challenges the jury was organized, with Mfr. Arthur Middleton as foreman. It was composed of five white men and seven colored. The testimony for the State the first day brought out little but what is already familiar to the public. Dr. M. Miehel, who examined the dead body, expressed the decided opinion that the shot must have been fired from the rear -the ball entering behind the middle line of the body on the left side. The other testimony covered only the dis covery.of the body, McDow's surrender and some parts of the evidence at the coroner's inquest. The subsequent pro ceedings are given below. CHARLnsTON, June 25.-[Special to The Register. ]-The sensational denoue ment in the McDow murder to-day was the appearance of the Swiss maid, the moving cause of the tragedy. She was on the stand for two hours and was sub jected to the most searching cross-ex amination. and, although forced to tell of McDow's villainy and her ow'n shame, convinced many of the spectators of her innocence. How the colored jarors will view it is another matter. It was noon when she took the stand. Immediately there was a crush forward of the dense crowd in the court room, so that the Judge, lawyers, witnesses and reporters had scarcely room to move. Several attempts were made to move the solid wall of humanity back, but without avail. Her name is Marion Drbeyon. She is A PRETTY GIRL, of exquisite form and strikingly beauti ful features: dark eyes and hair; an olive complexion, with the faintest blush of roses on the cheeks; large, lustrous eyes, which boldly looked in the face of the examining counsel. She has a most captivating manner of making little moves and of shrugging her plump shoulders when answering questions. Attired in a close-fitting, clinging cos tume of black cloth, with a tight-fitting black Jersey, which outlined a bust fit for a Venus, with a black chip bonnet, trimmed with jet and black ribben-this maid- on the witness box for two e . a e. rep , e 1 eforts to have an , but the defese objected an e Court sustained bhe objecthmT THE SWISS MAID'S STORY. 11r story was drawn out by repeated questions, the answers being always frank and delivered in the most piquant and delighful of pigeon English. This l is her statement, condensed: "I live n Charleston wiz Dawson family for! hree years. Born in Geneva and come to Amerique wiz Mees Dawson. I haf fa her: ees in Geneva, wiz my two bro hers: one brother ces in London." She met McDow on. the first of February ast, in the street. Knew him -but not o speak to. He asked her To RUN AwAY WITH HIM o France the first time. "What did you tell him?" "I say no, I would not lef Mees Dawson for anyzing in ze world." It seems that the acquaintance or irtation continued from February 1st, 189, to the day of the murder. During this time the girl admitted that she had frequently met McDow on the street and at Captain Dawson's house. He gave her flowers and a gold watch and chain, WROTE POETRY TO'HER. 'The burden of his talk with her was to run away with him. She knew he was married and a father, but he always said that he would get a divorce from1 is wife; that he had only married her for her money. His wife was a German1 woman, and he found it impossible to] ve with her any longer. She saw him. at Captain Dawson'si ouse, where the two remained in the library for two hours, and at another ime wthen they met in the cook's house n Captain Dawson's preniises. This was while Mrs. Dawson was away. ON THE MORNING OF THE MURDER sh met McDow in a street car by ap pointment. They rode up to the out skirts of the city and walked around for some time. Finally they got in Nunau street, where there was a small house occupied by a colored woman. McDow led her into the yard and asked the old woman to let them have the use of a room, which was refused, whereupon they wvalked out. When asked on the ross-examination why she entered the yard, she tried to explain that McDow jold her there was a detective after them, and b~e desired to avoid him. On returning McDow asked her to see him that night, but she re fused. She finally consented to see him in Captain Dawson's garden. She told him then that he had ruined her reputa tion, as her duty was to Captain Daw-~ son's family. and not to be running around in thie streets with him, a mar ried man and a father. M' DOW FOLLOWED HER almost every day when she was coming from school with the children. It was always the same thing-"He wanted me to leave Charleston with him and go away." She gave him some good ad vice. She told him he must have p~atiecee. He was not the omrly man who was not happy with his wife. sENsATIONA L cRoss-EXAMI:NATION. The w.itness was cross-examined byv Judge Magrath, one of the oldest law -e: s in the State, and it was dur-ing this cro)ss-exainnatio)n that the story became excitin. She remembered the first day *of February. wheii she mnt McDow tirst, because she had written it down in her diary. "Wha did you write?" 'I wrote, 'I will remember dis day.'" "What caused you to remember it?" A MEMORABLE DAY. " remember it because I think it was a memorable day when a married man asked a poor girl to run with him and lef her home." [Sensation.] "What did you think of his offer?" "I think it was v-ery bad. If he get divorce from lie's wife den dot not so "If you consideredlhis proposal wrong, "I don't know. It was wrong; but I can't tell. Each day I ask him by de name of God to lef me alone, and he will not do it." It was pitiful to see this girl, when pushed by a question she vaguely under- I stood, look around for help, and when asked a question that tended to compro mise her, answer: "I don't know; I can't tell." She said she did not know what love was, and she did not love McDow. She believed he thought he loved her. "'TWIXT LOVE AND LAW." The lawyer produced a copy of Jesse t Anness Miller's sensational novel, 1 "'Twixt Love and Law," and she ad- t mitted that she had lent it to him. She < said she knew what was in the book, t but could not be made to admit that the parties in the novel were in the same t relation as she and McDow. In the book she said the single woman is in t love with a married man; "but it was not a case for me, because the single woman there, she loved the married t man." t THE KISSING ACT. There was an .explosion in the court house when - the venerable counsel elicited from her that McDow had kissed t her twice during their liason. "Did he ever kiss you?" asked the t aged lawyer. "Yes," with a move and a shrug. "How many times?" "Two times-and two times too much."' "Only twice?" "Yes," very pointedly. "You want some more, eh' The counsel declined, but persisted in making her describe the kissing. It was on the occasion of the meeting in the library. She admitted that McDow had his arms around her, but there was no intimation of anything further than the 1 kiss. The defendant produced a carte de visite, which she acknowledged giving him, and on which was written: "MARIE, THE MOUNTAIN GIRL." Nothing could be got out of the wit ness as to McDow's intention in trying t to take her into the house np town on the day of the murder. Her answers were perfectly frank and apparently equally innocent. She said, in answer 1 to the question, "I don't believe he knows himself." Asked if she thought McDow loved her, she answered: "I thought so,.but not in the right- way-not in an honest way." When the witness was finally dis missed, it was difficult to say what im pression she had made. It was alto gether one of the most remarkable examinations ever held in a court room. FACTS ESTABLISHED BY THE STATE. John H. Devereaux, Henry Oliver and t Mike Hogan were examined by the State t to establish McDow's attempt to bury p Capt. Dawson's body atter the shooting. I The evidence on this point was over- t whelming. The State, thus far, has es- y tablished beyond question the fact of the t killing, the fact that McDow shot Daw son in the back, and the fact that he 1 tried to bury tloy. t ~he trial will probably' las two-or- ] bree days longer. s CHARLESToN, June 26.-(Special to he Register.]-The horrible story of the o illing of Captain Dawson was told on v he stand to-day by the only living eye- s. witness of the tragedy, Dr. T. B. McDow, f, is slayer. s The court convened at 10 o'clock, the state having closed its testimony the lay before. The defense first put up 3. W. Harper, a negro coach driver, whose testimony was to .the effect that C i had seen the decased enter McDow's c >fice and four or five min- tl es thereafter heard a pistol v <hot. This was followed tl by two awful groans and by the voice of si i man (meaning McDow), "As you said a you would take my life, now I've taken b yours." On the cross-examination he idmitted that he heard no scuffling before the pistol shot. Three or four minutes after the shot M(-Dow appeared I on the piazza of his residence and a looked over to the outside of his office. h Re also saw an old ground-nut-cake n woman peeping into McDow's office. i he was run off by McDow's cook. A b moment after McDow's coachman ran I back in the yard, got his hat and coat b and went dowvn the street. o Then Judge Magrath put up McDow d :n the stand -to testify. After giving the details of his age, etc., he pro- t< eeded to relate the horrible details of tl :he tragedy. His counsel would not n ermit him to give a connected narra- V ive, but led him on gently with ques- r :ions, allowing him to answer only one 1 it a time. The following is McDow's sTATEMENT. I was sitting in my sit ting room; heard ,~ :he office gong ring; went down tairs, and opened the office door. Dawson asked if this was Dr. McDow. - [ replied yes, and in vited him in, closing :he door. Dawson said: "Dr. MeDow, r [have just been mnformed that you have ti een guilty of ungentlemanly conduct d : one of my servants." I replied: " It A is untrue." Dawson said: "I give you a :o understand that I am responsible for N :at girl, and you must not speak tl :o her again." I replied: I ti ~vould speak to her as often as I de- a sired. until I was convinced that . 3 Le had authority to prevent mc. "Then,' b said Dawson, "if you (10 so, 1 will p)ublish is your conduct in the papers." "And if ti you do, you infernal scoundrel," I re- h plied, "I will hold you personally re- ]e ponsible. Get out of my office!" At bat time he struck my hat off with his 1 :ane and hit mec with his hand, knock- jI ing me down to the louuge. The two tl blows were almost simultaneous He y followed me uip and struck me again. I t< drew my pistol, and, rising, 11 FIRED AT HIM. I Ihad my pistol in my hip pocket. I abitually carry a pistol; have done so ever since I entered the practice of my profession. The counsel tried to get McDow to ~ state that when he shot Dawson the lat ter was facing him, but the witness either didn't understand the object of the ~ uestion, or aidn't hear it. lie said all le knew was that D~awson was in frontC of him when he fired. He fired the shot, he said, because he ~ didn't know' but the next blow would hurt him seriously. After hesitating ~ a while, he added that he thought his lfe was in jeopardy. Immediately after - he shot him, Dawson turned and began to stagger, saying in broken language. and an almost inaudible voice, "YOU HAVE KILLED ME." Witness replied: "You tried to takeu my life; now I've taken your's"-the e identical words that Harper is supposed J to have heard 125 yards away. Dawson, he said, fell with the back of c his head to the ground. e "I stoodl for a moment, then stooped I: down and -felt his pulse. Next I dragged j him by his feet, so as to get his body i nIa a recumbent position, aud thought of 3 .alling for medical assistacce: butl saw leath approaching, and wondered if I ,ould do anything to resuscitate him. He vas dead, however." Witness characterized Dawson's man ier in addressing him as arrogant and lomineering. The story of the horrible ATTEMPT.TO CCNCEAL THE BODY. ts burial and disinterment, was rought out in startling and appall fig reality on the cross-examination. during its recital the slayer sat as cool nd collected as if he was telling a fairy ale. He denied the statement made by rim just after the tragedy that his vie im had lived for half or three-quarters >f an hour. He said he did not leave he room while. his victim was alive; lidn't remember how long he remained here after Captain Dawson's death. He professed to have a most indis inct recollection of what took place after the shooting. He remembers eeing.Foliceman Gordon when he rang he gong. The body was at that time in he closet. He had removed it: He had o difficulty in getting the body into the loset. He broke the nails off and tore pen the door. As soon as life had left he bogy 'he closed the windows >f his office, and, taking he dead man's hat and :ane, threw them in the privy. Got a pade and returned to the office. He >ieked the body up under the arms and lragged it out of the office through the iallway to the closet and PUT IT IN THE GRAVE. There were no bruises on the dead nan's face when he put it in the hole. hen he tried to take the body out again, >ut it was too heavy. Then he aid it down in his sitting room, o rest awhile. Went out and bought wo candles, and then, returning, sac eded in getting the body out.- He wised the body up, dragged it back, rushed the dust from the clothes, cashed the blood from the face of the orpse and LAID IT OUT. 'hen he went and fished the cane out of he vault, washed it off and put it on he sofa. He hunted for the hat, but ouldn't find it. When he had arranged verything, he went out to surrender imself. He gave as a reason for re noving the body from its grave that he ranted the benefit of giving up the orpse at the same time. McDow swore that he had the pistol in is hip pocket; had it there all day; and lyays carried it there. He was con rnted with an interview with im, published in the Charleston Vorld, in which he told the re rter, F. W. Miller, that "while try ag to recover myself, and seeing him Dawson) in the act of aiming another low at me with his cane, I managed o get around to my desk and get my istol and fired." Being asked to ex lain this, McDow said it was not the ruth. He had told Miller, the reporter ho interviewed him, that he had aken the pistol from his ocket; but Miller told him that wotildn't >ok good for iim in print, and he had etter say that he gL thg isto. from is desk. 'Tfre agreed to this, and it was : published in the Charleston World. e admitted that the interview was read ver to him before it was published. He was ne:t confronted with an inter iew with him, published in the ime paper, thanking the paper )r its fair and truthful statements. He; tid that there were some errors. ALLED TO SEE THE MAID AFTER THE KIT.TJNG. McDow admitted that he had gone to' aptain Dawson's house on the evening f the shooting, but didn't send word to e family that Captain Dawson's body 'as lying in his office. He asked for e governess, but she was not there; ue was with Captain Dawson's children t dancing school, and he went off to is lawyer, Judge Magrath. .TO CONTRADIT DR. MICHEL. The defense next put up Ir. Forrest, to contradiet Dr. Michel's utopsy of the body. The testinmony, owever, was rather unintelligible to on-professioral ears, the witness form g his opinion from the position of the ullet hole in the breeches of deceased. r. Forrest also testified that McDow ad a very slight abrasion of his head n the night of the tragedy, but lie idn't think it worth attending to. W. WV. Sale was the next witness. His stimony was intended to prove that 2e deceased was a bully and a doiii-; ering sort of man. Major E. Willis 'as called for the same purpose, but iher disappointed the counsel by deny ig all that Sale had said. This ended the testimony for the (Ie mse. No allusioni was made du'ring [Dow's .examination to his relations -ith the governess. CHARLESTON, June 27.-[Special to The :gister.[-The McDow murder trial is pidly approaching the end. The tes mony in reply offered by the State to ay may be briefly summed up. Dr. R. .Kinloch, for forty years a physician nd surgeon and at present Dean of the [edical College of South Carolina. took ie stand to prove the course of thbe ball iat killed Captain Dawson. His testi ony corroborated the view of D~r. [ichel, who made the autopsy, that the al had beeh fired from behind, andl confirmatory of thle generml opinion iat McDow shot Captain Dawson when is back was turned and when he was avig McDow's office. John Hogan, the detective wvho took [eDow from the police station to the ti on the night of the murder, testitied 1at while on the way to the jail [Dow, who was handcuffed, told him look at his bat, where Dawson's cane ad struck him. Then, looking down, e said: "It's bad-bad-bad; but I shot im, and wculd shoot him again, or any ian who attempted to cane me. In reply to a question from Hogan as where he shot him, McDow said:" "I bot to kill, and I know where to shoot kill. My profession teaches me that."; This evidence of the detective is c~n idered important, in view of the state ient made by McDow yesterday that he id not take any aim when he fired on )awson, and would have prieferrIedl to isable rather than kill him. D r. feel was recalled, and test itied ane w bout the wound. The State then announced that it had o further evidence. Solicitor Jervey equested that the jury be sent to Me ow's office, for the purpose of obtain ug a clear idea of the scene of the urder, but McDow's counsel objected. n the ground that the jury might be nduly influenced by persons who had . proper connection with the case. udge Kershaw sustained the objection. Solicitor Jervey then announced,- the. ase closed, and requested the cour't to harge the jury on certain questions of tw. He then proceeded~ to address the ary, and made a good impression. Th'ie udience applauded when lie denounce2 [ne for sneaking around to C Dawson's house when he was a'se.n Mr. .Jervev spoke for two hour... Judge Magrath and Mr. Cohen will speak for the dlefense to-morrow. awil the argument will he closed by Major Julian Mitchell for the proseocttion. Judge Kershaw will then char;re. after which the case will go to the jury for their verdiet. The jury is now locked up. and will remain locked up until the verdict is rendlered. The general belief is that the result will be a mistrial. though it is possible that the prisoner may be found guilty of manslaughter. CHARLESTON, June 28.-The proceed ings in the MeDow trial to (ay consisted only of the arguments of Messrs. Cohen and Magrath for the defence. "Not Guilty." CHARLESTON, June 29.-The'argument t in- the Mclow case was closed by Julean Mitchell, Esq.. for the State. Judlge Kershaw charged the jury on the hiaw, and fhey retired for deliberation. In two hours they returned into Court with a verdict of "Not guilty." The an nouncenent was received with cheers, which were promptly checked by the sheriff and his deputies. The usual order of discharge was signed by the Judge, and Dr. McDow retired amid the congratulations of his friends. FOR PULLING A GOVERNOR'S NOSE. ' One Hundred Pennsylvanians Presan Major Armes with a Medal. PITTSBUr, June 20. --A number of individuals of this -conmunity firmly believe that they have ex pressed their disapprobation of Gover- t nor Beaver in a manner that cannot but impress that gentleman with a sense of heir displeasure. About the time that there was considerable talk in this vi cinity.concerning the Executive'salleged 1 tardiness in looking after the Johnstown sufferers, John F. Bair. of the Wheeling Soap Company, started a subscription to secure a medal for Major George A. Armes. . . Amounts ranging from five to fifty cents were received until enough was raised to purchase a handsome gold medal, on which is engraved the follow ing inscription: "Presented to Major George A. Armes by one hundred sub scribers, in approval of his pulling Gov. ernor Beaver's nose." This medal, with the accompanying letter, was forwarded to Washington to-day: PITTsBURG, June 20, 1889. Major George A. Armes, Washington. D.C. DEAR STn: We have the honor to for ward to you by this mail a gold medal, ptn chased from a pxpular subscription of one hundred of our citizens, in recog nition of the insight into human nature which you displayed in forming and so forcibly expressing, so early as March 14, an opinion of our alleged Governor.1 James A. Beaver, which we, in common with the rest of humanity, only arrived at some three months later. Your action t was, of course, intended simply to show your supreme contempt for the indi vidual. and we can assare you tluat.itias of Westei.. consylvania. Most truly yours, .JoHN F. lAiin. Treasurer. DROWNED IN SKIMMED MILK. The Curious Fate That Met a 15-Month- h Old Toddler. n The people who live in the country roundabout Septimius Turner's farm house, two miles from Bristol, Pa., can not believe that Farmer Turner's grand- I cild. George Dwver. was drowned in a wash boiler full of milk. It is a fact, ~hough, that Farmer Turner's 15-mouth- : old grandchild was found dIrowuedl, and that hie was drowned in a boiler full of i Farmer Turner's milk.v Little George was the pide of Tuir- e nr's farm, he being the kind old farm- t r's youngcst grandchild. The young- n ser, only fifteen months old, was 3 tronger than most infants at thatt age and couLld romp among the daisy b patches as well as Farmer Turnet's t :aughter cotuld. In fact, lhe had been walking stuce he was ten months old. t Mrs. Turner took the child with her on d1 her regular morning trip to thme daiiry 8 Monay. and while she attendled to some t :hurning and other work little George oddled around the spring house. A t big wash boiler of skimmed milk was o rawn off in a churn and placed on the r. loor, around which the child in boyishI t lee skipped and jumped. After awhile M(rs. Turner was called o the h irn and went there. leavimng the oy to play with the boiler filled with ilk. When lie was alone Georgie quietedl amnd every few seconds woul each over the side, dip his fingets in the milk, and taste it. Then lie wanted ~ o see what it we that tasted so good.I nd to do so jumped tip and down by the can, looking over the rim every ime lie got his hieadl high enough. Then thme youngster lint one foot over he edge and (lipped his head in the ilk to ge~t a dlrink. Tis was a fat:dI nove, for the ehidd lojst his b~alancie atm fell headlong into the white thud, withm his feet stieking out over the edge of he canl. One of Mfr. Turner's little damughters ame into the dairy, and seeinZ George' fet up ran and triedI to pull her little ephew out, but failed. Thena~ she called her muotthmer, who lifted the chmild out. lie was deadl A Disappearing Pond. Hlaw Pond is seventeen miles East of (.ord-ele, G;a.. andi~ is perhaups onet of the miost wonderfuil natural curmosities inl the State. It annually sinks with a roar about this tine in M1ay, and in a few minutes every drop of water dlisapplears. One darv last week about a dlozeni C.orde-i linsm lelft fot the pond1(. They carriedl iingm tatckle ini abundanee, andi spent a da a~11nm iht catching any jnnnber of the finest -pecimuens of the finny tribe. yev met about fifty others who had gatered 'at the pond to fish and wvaitI for the water to disappear. Where die fishermen~ dropped their lines to the deth of ten fe-et -Thursday night there was seamreelf a drop liv Satuday morning. In a day the water Thc di appeaed compiilleiely. For miils ar< d I :e grountd is said to lie unstablme. :tiif liable at aillv wiomen: to sink. (liy av, ew weeks ago thle bottom drioppeid out i onie place, and now only thme tops oL tme trees can be seeni above the groumnd.l E~ery year large crowds from the' sur rouding country gather to witness the (lisappearance. A Royal Betrothal. ToNvoN, J une'2S. -31irra|'sv Jiutzine t iodanees that Prince Albert Victor', n oldest sin of ~the Prfiiee of Wales, has v leen aflianced to Princess Victoria of 1 Prussia, sister of the Emiperor of Get'-o many. With this annoutneement the mn- ii foration is given that the Queen will i: give 9 rince a marriage settlement, .a um iment will no. be asked to j - iion for tiim. d HE MUST BE 3AD. A MIDDLE-AGED MAN MAKES LOVE TO A LITTLE GIRL. She Refuses to Speak to Him and He -% Kills Her in the Presence of Her BIothers-He Gives Himself 'Up, and. Says He is Insane. MEI1A. N. Y-. .Ine 23.-Last .iight ilout ..q o'clock at the little village of )ak Orchard. sip: miles North of 3fediga, agene Emery. a farm laborer, 40 years >f age. murdered Cora G rimes, the 13 -ear-old daughter of. John Grimes, a veil-to-do-farner. Emery had- fallen n love with Cora, and had of late con inued to force his attentions upon her, nuceh against her wishes and those of tor parents- Last evening, wh h the ;irl's parents were away and the only >oupants of Grimes's residence were'-Y ora and two small brothers,. Emery ntered and madle a last appeal to 'lher 'or her love. She would. not speak to ism and he left the -horse and returned hortly armed with a heavy 'club.' and itacked the defenseless child. -She.emied >ut for help, but the man did not eease iis blows until his victim h ty dead at his eet. The little brothers looked' on in rorror. After the murderer had reft he house they ran for the 'feighbors, who immediately summoned the parents. The police 'at Medina were notified, Ld arrived as sooan as possiele -with joronrer Munson of Medina. When .the 1eighbors arrived at the scene of -the :rime, the poor girl's body lay., on the lo'or bathed in blood. The surro nhig :ountrv was scoured for the murderer ill last nigeht, but nothing of him =ould ) found.. This morning, about oe'eloek, iowever, he gave himself up to thte To ice at Gaines, from -whence. he. was mediately taken to Albion, and placed tder the custody of Sheriff Searles..e Emery is very communicativ&ndiis viling to tell all he knows. He. is.lo nediun height, slight build, arid dark omplexion. - He says he saw the-mesi unting for .him with lanterns, batte vaded them. Had he- been found, }he would undoubtedly have been lyucbed& ;peaking of the murdered girl, hei: "She was the sweetest girl :I eve :new, but she was uglyto mt afat s. why I killed her." After 'the st )low. he says, she put her hand to her lead and said- "Oh, don't." 'He'ild te struck her twice mo'e and: then tarted North and East, - through the roods and fields, till he came to .the ailroad, which he followed to-Clark dills bridge, when he took the road tp maines village. The neighbors have expressed grave lobts as to his sanity for some time >at. He says that on Saturday last he ame to Albion for the purpose "of laving the Sheriff take him to the Bit alo Insane Asylum. but was afraid-that he Sheriff would laugh at 'him, and hought the 'physicians would do the ame if he said anything about it. in his cell at the County .ail Emery. ncars much deoressI. -Whon " A cy he gave hiniself up-he replied that was better than lying in the woods. o wamps for i vo or three weeks. He id he had not been feeling well for ree or four weeks and had been roubled with pains in his head"'and cart. He says that he has iived in Or ,ans County all his life and has a bother and seven brothers. . THE JOHNSTOWN DISASTER. .atest Estimate of the Number'of i Aes Lost. JoHns'owN, Pa.. June 28.-The time eepers in the Camhria office estimate 'at from 400 to 500 of their *orknien' the Gautier andl Cambria Iron:Works ere lost. Counting the women and' hiidren dependent upon them,.they pat iir loss of people at 2,000. -Teyestir ate the entire loss of life at 10,000. [r'. Haws, a tire brick manufactiursr, inks this guess is about right. 'He clieves at least 500 strangers were in >wn at the time of the ficod. About 200) deposit books of the Johns wvn savings bank arc -reported lost, by. epositors or their heirs. There were 774.000 on dleposit, 11( and uchpf this 'is 'Ie property of p~eole having no heirs.. The Fourteenth Regiment will be paid. us afternoon, and, with the exception f three companies,.will leave to-mor ). Tlhey have about 500 men, andj re pa:. roll will amount to $20.000. BROKE HIS NECK DIVING. - - Remarkable Suxrg'ical Case in a New Yorke Hospital. ~.- - Nrw YoRK, June 27-.-There is a re arkable surgical ease in St. Vincent's ospital. Patrick Mconry. a 16-year Id boy, while (living into the river at ei foot of lloratio street yesterday, ruk his head against the bottom in a allow spot. andl broke his neck at the' tth eervical verebrae. His companions - shed hun out of the water' and an mbulance ~took him to the hospital, nd( hre'is still alive, though the whole of .s body be.low'~ thre neck is paraly'zed. e snui'eonl in charge' ''of the case says: He complains a little of the pain. jiis ek. but his body is perfectly insensi c. '[he neck wvas loroken at' the~ nfth ervical vertebra'. ife .was consciouis hen he was br'oughrt here yesterday nd has been conscious ever since, ough lie was dlazed when he fi-st roke his neck. The r'espir'atory nerves. nd thle senisor"y nerves of the uoper rtiomn are still active. Thre pain is not 'evere, and it is ga1ite po'ssib~le that he myux survive somte time. 1 tr'eated the raeture by extension. and shall put the ee in~ 1a p laster east. Extension is rning the muscles into their proper' ositon by 'stretching." A Tomato Trust to be Formed. Th Ie very l'test of ali business comn inations' 's. at tomato trunst. which is. but to be fonnued by the paers of idgeton. N. .1. Thtis little city puts p in tint catns about one-third of the en 'e tomato crop of Newx Jersey evce'y son, anrd thie p ackers have comte to bec 'onelus'ioni thi;Lr thley c:mn se<:urle btat rt resurlts f'roottheir work by combin ig. An as- ,eation will acori~~ )mrmed w'it'rin a week or w"'he-'in --- tory st eps htaving aj .~3 been taken. 'hea'ation will t'egu late tire price n rawv mnater'al. and aLso the price- to e naid tot' cannredl tomratoes by the colle. A Discouraging Report. 'lie ren lr. o[ .J)'. Nanisen, the Nor 'ceia m wlio cr'oss'ed( Gr'eenlianrd last y'ear ar the latituide of time Arctic Circle, 'ill hrdlyv t'nenirge firr'the'r explora onl ier'e. ile fIoun cutriy ' l~t simpily at rnual or ve~rabe lit'. lThe land elevated. ihis rourte onuce ta;king him to l4meter' onl01 o .n'casioni t'eoided "Jt -.ree holow. zero.