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A VOL XXIL BARNWELLvSOUTH CAROLINA, THURSDAY, APRIL 6, 189Q. ARP ON ASTRONOMY. HOW LUNACY 18 GROWING. tP i • > The Moon and the Sun Are Having a Disagreement—The Moon Has Af fected a Preacher Who Denies the , Truth of the Bible. Dr. Baker says that all these late disturbances of the elements are owing to the moon, and that we havent had a left handed moon before in forty years. The moon has been passing through a cycle of years, and isr just turning back to go the other way, sorter Tike the sun when it crosses the line and makes the equinoctial gales. ‘ l And|tha , ’s the reason,” says ho, "why everything is out of joint both in the heavens above and the earth beneath, for the moon is pulling one way and the sun is pulling another. And that accounts for the extraordinary weather and the storms andJloods and cyclones; and this left-handed moon seems to affect the people, too, and so we are having a hullabaloo about the jug and whiskey busia^ss, and they have got it down.) to tine now that if a rattle snake was to bitea man he would die before they cod'd get a drink of whisicy eats and to save him. And here is all this de vilment going on about mobs killing up the niggers, and to my opinion it’s all owing to this left-handed moon, for .you know that when a man goes crazy they call him a lunatic, and that word came from Luna, the moon, and so I reckon that about this time wo are all crazy more or less, and don’t know it ; 1 am, I know, or else I would have sold my cotton when it war vt the:high- water mark, and 1 dident.” Dr. Baker Is an old-fashioned philo sopher and has hla opinions and some superstition about the moon, and also about screech owls and graveyard rab bits, and the Uka;. Jput r hfi. ifl wrong Bl of forty years. It takes the moon only eighteen years to com plete its cycle, and I remember that ° eighteen years ago,we had a very Ipte • spring, and never got a chance to break up the land at all, but had to list it in April and plant anyhow. We made a good crop, though, and so we will trust in the Lord, who said that seed time and harvest should cot fall. This-moon b.gmesa has perplexed me all my.dife. 1 can’t keep up with it-^-l can’t foretell whether the next moon will set dat and hold water or set up and down and spill it, nor whether it will ride high in the zenith or course low down in the southern sky. It is the most mysterious orb U the heav- ens, and its movements the most com plicated. but to the astronomer It is the regularity of regularities. It re volves around the earth in twenty- seven days, but as the earth is speed ing around the sun it takes the moon twenty-nice days to keep up with it and make the circuit. Its orbit Is an ellipse, and sometimes it is near us and sometimes more remote. It wabbles and has a new path around the earth every time for nine years, and then f ets back again in nine years more. t has its librations on latitude and ’longitudes and its node* and aspides, - and, with all these complications, no wonder the people have their signs and superstitions, and believe in a wet moon and a dry moon and a left-handed moon, and see bad luck in looking at the new moon over your left shoulder or through a brushy tree top, and almost everybody bas a theory about planting laihe light or the dark of the moon. But If the moon ever does makes lunatics it is making them nowadays, and we are deeply concerned about r- those Northern Methodist preachers— we see from iht New York papers that 400 of them recently held a convection, with Bishop Andrews at their head, and listened with approval at the ut terances of Rev. Mr. Cadman, of the Metropolitan church, who declared thht the time had come when the only test of religious faith should be Christ and his teaching, add that all the miracles of tue Old; Testament should -beM&tsearded as fables and as contrary to human reason. “ We must cease to believe,” said her "tbfct Moses opened a way through the sea for the children of Israel to pass over, or that he made water to gush from the rock, or that Lot’s wife turned into a pillar of salt, or the tower of Babel story, or that Daniel went into the lions’ den, or that Sbadrack, Meschack and Abednago walked through the fiery furnace, or that the bun stoed still at the command of Joshua, or that the whale swallowed Jonah, and so forth.” The papers say that there was almost unanimous ap plause when hie closed, and no one re plied or controverted, the argument of the reverend gentleman. ‘W hat does all this mean ? The press says it looks like a perfect upheaving and over turning of the very founda tions of Methodism and orthodox Christianity, and that this was the most representative body of clergy men that ever met In America. Can this be possible ? Have they ignored Muses and the prophets of whom this same Christ whom they pretend to believe quoted and iadorsed time and again to bis disciples. Dldent he say to the Pharisees : *‘ Remember Lj/s wife?” Dident He say in one of His £ arables : " If they will dot believe loses and the prophets neither would . they believe though one rose from the dead.” Dldent Paul preach a sermon on faith and quote Moses and Eli jah and speak of the very miracles tney performed ? I confers that I was shocked when I read the Rev. Cadman’s new departure from the faith of the fathers; and still more "shocked when the 400 cheered him. It seems that they were not sur prised, for Cadman had been for some time delivering himself on this same line, and had made many converts among them.- " Our belief miut con form to human reason,” said he, and yet the Idiot can’t tell how his will raises his band, nor how he winks his eye, nor how toe leaves of the tree ex pand and grow and all conform to the same shape and siza, nor how the rose takes on beautiful colors. All ha turp Is a nuraole and glvesjphldence of x the existence of a Supreme Being, an! It is only the fool who saith in his heart there fs no God, or that thereJs no truth in the Old Testament. So far I am concerned, 1 feel as if I was noth log, and less than nothing In the scale of existence, fdr I do not know- whence I came nor where I am going, nor by what power 1 think, nor what makes my heart to oeat while I am sleeping. If I did not pat my trust In a great.and good Creator In whom I live and move and have my being I would be most miserable. He made me and He will take care of me. The Bible hat stood ts the bulwark and foundation of the Christian’s faith for nineteen centuries and now the Rev. Cadman and these 400 propose to strike down and annihi late the Old Testament. Moses and the old prophets andi the ten command- mentf must go, for they cannot strike out the miracles and leave the rert to stand. As yet, we have sesn no reply to or explanation of this astounding departure from the faith of the fathers. Are the times out of joint in the clos ing of this century ? Are wars to con tinue? Are mobs to administer the law? Are negro soldiers to tramp through this goodly land and outrage our people and make them desper ate? - , This reminds me of a letter that Bishop Turner wrote to us in kind remembrance of our v late wedding. I have known this eminent preacher for thtrty^fiyeyetti's'ana never knew anything hut good of him. In 1865 he was at Rome and used his tal- eloquence In pleading for peace between the races and in giving his people good counsel, I remember his public address there on onq occa sion, during the reconstruction times, when he and Albert Berrien both threw themselves within the breach and how they counseled the insolent Spanish captain and provost marshal, De La Mesa, to stop arresting the white peo ple on every trivial complaint of the ne groes. They had good influence over that conceited and revengeful officer and alarmed him into milder treat ment of the rebel traitors, as he called us. Tber&lksomething very £puching and pathetic in this long-continued de votion of Bishop Turner to his people. He has lived to see them all free and many of them to prosper, hut his dis couragement has at times almost driven him to despair. He sees the aliena tion between the races is growing wider and deeper and that it has arisen more from political factors ana foy-Jiear-rt fails me,’ he says. political purposes than from race, color or condition. He sees not less than 4,000 of them in the chaingangs of Georgia and a like proportion in the other Southern States, when there was not one In slavery days, and all this In the face of a degree of education that the African never bad before, for it is a fact of record that 75 percent, of these convicts can read and write and but few of them are old enough to have known what slavery was before the war. He has lived to read of a thousand outrages and a thousand lyndhlngs when there was not one in slavery days. Nj wonder he Is begging and pleading with his people to go to Africa. Hero is part of his letter to us: ^ " Bill Arp,' Esq,—Dear Doctor : Please permit a member cf the’ junior race, or as jouare pleased, to call it, the Inferior race, to tender you and your distinguished consort his sincere and unfeigned congratulations upon reaching vour golden wedding and being able, through the providence of God, to celebrate.your fiftieth marriage anniversary Tne privilege of spend ing fifty years with a devoted compan-., ion is an exalted honor and should call for a reconeecration of time and talents to the service of God and the better ment of mankind. Once In a while you have hurled some heavy blows at the degraded ’•portion of my race, but you have ever been charitable and always concnded the fact that there are some good honest and Christian begroes. I pray God that the remain der of your days and the days Of your loving companion may be pleasant and felicitous, and finally terminate amid the smiles and sunshine of our common Father. Your wide reading, your bright in.ullect, your wit and humor and wis dom, and your ceaseless Industry 1*111 rank you among the great and' nota bles m^n of Georgia. Again I tender you my congratulations. Next July I will celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of my connection with the Methodist church at Abbeville, S. C. Yours with high esteem, " Henry M. Turner.” We are pleased to place this good letter in our wedding scrapbook with all the. rest. Bill Arf. Ajau j \j\juv/V) uv? ocajr me,’ he says, ‘if ye ar-re not he says. ‘Mack; mo frind,’ banknotes that’d been dropped be th’ f ood farmer* iv Shekel island, but 'oar Reed. "Well, sir, to see th’ affection that those two gr-reat men showed at th’ encounter’d dhraw tears fr’m th’ eyes iv a hear-rt iv sthone. ‘Tom,’ says Mack, in falterin’ accints, 'where have ye been? F’r days an’ days I've skinned yon blue horizon f’r, anny sign iv ye,’ he says. ‘An ye come not,’ he says ‘Embrace me,' ar-rmed,’ says Tom Reed with tears in his eyes, ‘this,’ he says, 'is th’ happiest moment iv me life,’ he says. *1 cudden’t,’ he says, T cudden’t stay in Wash’n'ton,' he says, ‘with you so far away.’ he says, ‘where I cudden’t watch ye,’ be says. ‘Ye’re th’ on’y man in the wur- ruid I care f’r,’ he says, ‘but mesilf,’ he says, ‘an’,’ he says, T’d fall weepiu’ on ye’re shoulder this mlnyit,’ he says, 'but I don’t want to be disraysplctful be turnin' me back on Misthur Hanna,’ he says. "‘Well,!_.say*-MSck,‘set down,’ he ockyfeller,’ he says, ’tell Morgan 1’r to fetch up a kag iv sherry wine,’ he says. ‘Tom,’ he says, ‘we’ve been frinds f’r years.’ he says. ‘We have,’ says Tom. ‘We’ve concealed It fr’m the vulgar an’ pryin’ public,’ he says, ‘but in our hearts we’ve been frinds, barrln’ th’ naygur dlllygates at th’ con-yintion,’ he says. "Twas a mere iflcidentiVsays Mack. ‘We’ve been frinds,’ he says, ‘an’ I’ve always wanted,’ he says, ‘to do somethin’f’r ye,’ he says. ‘Th’ time has come,’ he says, T offer ye,’ he says, ‘th’prlsldlncy to succeed me,’ he says. ‘No, no,’ he TH not be rayfused,’ he says. says, ‘I'm tired iv it,’ he says. ‘Twas forced on me be foolish frinds,’ he says, ‘but I’m not th’ man f’jMhLplace,’ he says. ‘I haven’t dhrawn a comfortable bre&tth L not to speak iv salary, since I wlnt In,’ he SSyiT ' “Th’ speaker iv th’ house burrid his face in his hands an’ sobs shook him partly f’r tnanny minylts. Thin he raised his head an’ says he: ‘Mack,’ he srfys, T can’t take it,’ he says. "Twas mus’ gin’rous iv ye,’ he says, ‘but me 'What is it ‘Th’ white i MARTIN DOOLEY ON JEKYL. th’ ‘whin th’ goold exthracted,’ he President Mc^tnlfy and Speaker Heed on the l*\anid>^l<'riendshtp is a Sacred Thing. The Chicags Journal. , I'd like to been there,’- said Mr. Dooley. "Where’s that?” Mr. Hennessy asked. "At Shekel island,” said Mr. Dooley, ‘seeih me frind Mack an’ me frind Tom Reed meettn’ be th* sad sea waves. "Ye see, Mack was down there with Mark Hanna. He was tired k>ut with expandin’ an’ anxiety f’r fear me frind Alger’d raysign, an’ says < Hanna, he says: ‘Come down,’ ho says, ‘with mo,’ be says, ‘to Shekel island,’ he says. •’Tls th’ home of rayfinement an' r-riohes,’ he says, ‘wbeutus inlllylon aires r-rest fr’m taktn’ care iv th’ coun try,’ he says.. ‘There in th’ shade iv thr,coupon threes,’ he says, ‘we watch sea waves an’wondher,* he says, that’s In thim can oe says. ‘They’se naw thin’ to break th’ silence,’ he says ‘but th’ roarin’ iv th’ ocean,’ he says, an’ that sounds nat’ral;’ he says, ‘be cause ’tis almost like th’ sound iv th stock exchange,’ he says. ‘A man,’ he says, ‘that has th’ ticker eye,’ he bays, or th’ coupon thumb,’, he says, ‘Is cured in no time,’ he says. ‘Come,’ he says, 'Uv with me,’ he says. ‘They’se nawthin’ to keep ye here,’ he says Tv'ry wau Iv th’ cabinet includin’ th sicrety iv war’ll stick to bis place,’ he says, ‘like a man,’ he says. ‘‘An’ Mack wlnt with him. He was settle’ on th’ beach in a goold chair surrounded be millyonalnes with th prisldint iv a bank fannln’ him an’ th’ threeaeurqr iv a di’mon’ mine poorln his dhrinm an’ though he was feello well they twas somethin’on hi* mind 'What alls ye?’ ast Hanna. T was thinkin,’ says Mapk, ‘how pleasant 'twud be If me oT frind Tom Reed wps here,' he says. "Twud he paradise If he was here,’ he says, whin, lo ah’ be bold, who shud come acrost th’ di’mon’ studded beach, wadla’ through th to be prisident?’ says he. house,’ he says, ‘is a prison,” he says, ‘to which a man is sondimned,’ he says, ‘f’r fine wurruk at th’ polls,’ he says. ‘Th’life iv a prisidint is slavery,’ he says. ‘If I was to take th’ job,’ he says, T’d'be tortured day an’ night,’ he says, ‘be th’ fear iv assassination,’ he says. ‘Think,’ he says, ‘iv some arnychist shootln’ 13-inch shells at me,’ he says, ‘an’ maybe,’ he says, ‘dentin’ me,’ he says. ‘No,’ be says, T have a good job where I am,’- he says. ‘All I’ve got to do,’ he says, ‘is to set up at th.’ desk,’ he says, ‘aa^ not recall tb’ names iv th’ gintlemen on th’ flare an’ me jooty’s done,’ he says. ‘I thank ye kindly, Willum, but I cannot accept ye’re gin’rous offer,’ he says. ‘Go bacic to th’ ceil,’ he says, ‘an’ slave like a convict,’ he says. ‘1 will not rob me frind,’ he says, ‘iv such au honor. 1 ' But,’ he says, tell me whin ye thought iv throwin’ up th’ job an’ lavin’ me br-reak into this hateful prison,’ he says. ‘About th’ year two thousan’ an’ eight, dear fnpd,’ says Mack.. ‘No, no,’ says Tom Reed. ‘I cannot accept it,’ he says v iiressin’ Mack’s hand. ‘ ‘Tis too much,’ tie says, ‘an’ too long,’ he says. M ‘I lave ye,’ he says, ‘but I’ll call on ye,’ he says. ‘Take, he says, ‘this lit tle silver-mounted bottle iv broomo- caffeen,’ he says, ‘an’ think iv me,’ he says. T will,’ says Mack. ‘Ar-ren’t ye tired iv ye’re long journey?’ he says. ‘Wudden’t ye like to take a bath in th’ shark pond befure ye go?’ he says. An’ so they backed away fr’m each other, th’ tears rollin’ down their cheeks. Fr*riendship, Hlnnlssy, is a sacred thing.” “It is,” said Mr. Hennessy, "if they ar-re, but I don’t believe wau worrud ye tol’ me ” "Well,” said Mr. Dooley, "if they ain’t both frinds, wan iv them is. An’ annybow, I’m glad to know Tom Reed ain’t thryin’ to break into jail.'' A Peculiar Case of Forgery. The Washington correspondent of the Atlanta Journal says that the war de partment officials have encountered & peculiar case of forery in the army, which leads to the suspicion that there may be an organized system to defraud the YUVernment. Some weeks ago final statements and other documents necessary to the discharge of an en listed man of /oluther* was presented to the authorities in regular routine. Nothing was lacking to make the papers correct, and it was ordered that the army paymaster in the vicinity of the regiment should issue the check in behalf of the soldier to the amount of about $110. The name given on the discharge was that of Charles T. Hiller, of com pany K, Fourth Missouri volunteers The cause of the discharge was re corded as disablity on surgeon’s certl ficate, which was furnished. Every thing required in such a transaction was provided and the company and re gimental officers and the. surgeon’s signature were in handwriting ap parently different from th^t in the body of the discharge. The request was made that the soldierr'o money should be sent in care of a clergyman at Augusta, Ga. The latter held the check In expectation that it would be called for by a soldier whose ap pearance would correspond with the description embodied in the discharge. A few days ago the Augusta minister returned the check to the paymaster with a note saying it had not been called for and there might be some mistake, as he knew of no such man in or out of the army. A search of the regimental returns revealed no soldier named Hiller, and an inquiry of officers and men of every company of the Fourth Missouri did not produce any tiace of him. Further Investigation showed that the whole thing was clever forgery. The signatures of the officers were fairly good reproductions save ttrat full names were used where It had been usual to use only the ini tials. There were evidences tnat the author of the papers was thoroughly familiar with the customs of the service and that he had access to records. The case uas attracted much attention in the war department. 1 m THE SECOND REGIMENT. happy days. L would a thousand times rather be under fire and lying on wet ground in the open air than lying In a < omfortable bed within two or three doors dta case bf yellow fever. 1 am not easily frightened, but I must con- that in Cuba I suffered more from I right than I had ever done at any time in my life. One who has not gone through It can have no reallza'ftm of the dread that possesses one. For the I xst time I seemed to understand the I right of Macbeth and canie to know the Ghost of Banquo, 'Take any form but that.' At times I longed to meet^ome tangible foe face to face and fight it out, but tos It within a few yards of yel- iOw fever, not knowing at what time the disease would lay hold of you, is almost torture. It is not so unnerving first, but day after day, seeing the men you know and love die of it, is a ittle too much for me. " Before any other enemy retreat L possible with honor, but a soldier can not retreat before a disease. I would u Cauey and San Juan as a my experiences with yellow fever. Tbere'Ie not much dan ger of it In camp life and with the pro per care, but to be housed with it is terrible.” General Butler is used to yellow lever districts and he says that in a short timesthere would be no ianger of It in Cuban cities. Cuba, he says, should be healthy, and with cleanli ness in c ties the disease should almost disappear. Surgeon General Wyman feelfc most hopeful of keeping it out of the South entirely this summer. ' The State quarantine officers, he says, are alive to the necessity of enforcing the rules strictly, and with the splendidr condi tion of the country aft^r this winter he does not expect to see it make its appearance any where in this country. THE MEN WHO WORK THE GRAY The South Carolina Boys Are Camp, ed at Augusta—Col. Jones Talks Interestingly of Caban Experience. The Second South Carolina regiment has returned from Cuba and is now en camped at Augusta^ where they will be mustered out of/the service. 'The quarantine authorities of Savannah refused to let the regiment camp there, Tearing yellow fever germs. The Carolinians are receiving mucbl attention at Camp MacKenzie, and the * wh * t he meaat when he Bald Augusta ladies visit the camp every day. Many of the men have interesting stories to tell of their life in Cuba and they have many souvenirs, such as par rots, photographs and several Cuban boys. Qne of the men has a curiosity —a skull taken from the Havana ceme tery. . Companies A, B, C and D were mus- In on the 14th of May, under the first cat! 'Tor troops^ga separate bat* talion under oomn^amff r>f=^L4._ Col. hompson. Under the seco more battalions were formed, and the three were mustered in as a regiment on August 24. . \ ^ . - Ttfe regiment was assigned to the Seventh army corps and has- been in camp near Havana, where they arrived on January 11th. The field aud staff officers are as follows: Col. Wille Jones, Columbia; Lieut. Cot. Henry' . Thompson, Darlington; Mai. Have lock Eaves, Bamberg; Maj. Julius J. Wagener, Charleston ; M. L. Haselden, Marion, adjutant ;'G. C. Sullivan, An derson, quartermaster ^ . Jm. E. Poore, Andersom assistant surgeon ; Rev. P. A. Mur -ay, Beaufort, chaplain. ' - Col. Wtlle Jones was interviewed while in Savannah by a representative of the Morning News, and among other things he Is reported as follows : When he arrived In Savannah he was astounded to find that his regiment would be mustered out at Augusta. He had received orders at Havana from bis'commandlng general to proceed to Savannah to be mustered out. When he found that some of his men Iiad al ready gone to Augusta, and had not stopped in Savannah at all he was sur prised. On looking up Col. Bellinger, the depot quartermaster, he was ap prised of the changes that had been made in the original plan and that his regiment was one of those that would be mustered out at Augusta. He acd all his officers and men are i;lad to get back to this country, and the whole regiment i* happy in the thought of being soon mustered out. Col. Jones said he would ask the. war department to give his officers and men urloughs until such time as the ar rangements for muster out can be com pleted. He is anxious to see them all allowed to go to their homes as soon as possible, and sees no reason why they should have to remain in camp lor the month or so that will.elapse before they can be disc hurled, r While the Second South Carolina has been in Cuba, the principal object of officers and men has oeen to fight off disease, and in this way was very sue cessful. There were but two deaths all the while the command, was away, which was about three months.. Every possible sanitary precaution taken, and the officers were looking as keenly to the preservation of the health of the men as were the surgeons. . The Colonel was greatly impressed with the country, but of its people he does not think so highly. He says the Spaniards wnh whom the officers and men came in contact were found a much finer set than the Cubans. The Spaniards ssemed to like the Ameri cans better, and there could be no question but that the Americans liked the Spaniards betterthan they did the Cubans. Col. Jones says there need never be any fear that the Cubans will fight country. And it will not be love, he says, that will keep them from It, but fear. They have too sincere a respect Tor the prowess of the American army to think of bringing on hostilities, and any fighting they may have will be among themselves. The fertility of the soil. was one thing that impressed the Colonel par ticularly. He says crops of potatoes are raised In forty days the year round, and that the growth of plants is some thing wonderful. HOLD THE PHILIPPINES. A pneumatic horse collar finds favor with many horsemen, and the animals themselves seem to appreciate it, as It adjusts-lteelf to -every motion of the neck. < •' Gen. M. O. Butler Says Expansion Is Original Democratic Doctrine— His Plan to Capture Agnlnaldo. The Washington correspondent o: the Atlanta Journal relates the follow- Ing : General M. C. Butler, of Sonth Caro- ina, takes Issue with his party on the matter of holding the Philippines. He stands with his party on every other Issue, but believes that expansion is original Democratic doctrine, and that a study of Calhoun, Jefferson, Jackson and other lesser lights will reverse the opinion of the party now held on this subject. He believes that it Is going to be a very tedious thing to conquer the Philippine group as long as Agulnaldo is allowed to rove about the islands and stir up strife. " The best way to clear up the sltua tion there,” said the general, " Is to mount our men on Mexican bronchos and Texas ponies and put them under the command of young, agile officers It is going to take nerve and grit to capture Agulnaldo, but it can be done on horseback. They say that our horses cannot live In the Philippines They said the same thing about Cuba yet 1 never saw horses fatten and get in a better condition faster than those of our breed did which we sent into Cuba. The climates are pretty muc the same except that the climate of the Philippines is better than that of Cuba. “Round up Agulnaldo and after taking him confine him on Dry Tortu gas %nd the problem, in my opinion would be solved.", General Butler Is looking in re markably good health. His camp life experience In the late war seemed to have added to his years rather than subtracted from them. " 1 think my experiences In camp were good for me and have done my health good, if it needed anything. Fort Sumter Led On to the Fame of the Northern Lincoln and the Southern Lee. • Charlotte Observer. . The Confederate veterans who at tend the next reunion, May fOth to IDlb, wilt DC fortunate in that they are to see Charleston. It is well. Charles ton is an appropriate place for the re telling of the rousing Confederate camp fire tales. The Confederate vet erans will feel at home in this city by the sea, for the bombardment of Fort Sumter was the fire-bell in the night that thrilled the Puritans and the Cav aliers into that four yeat clash of arms —the memory -of which is responsible for these annual reunions of tne fast- thinning line of the men who wore the gray. Fort Sumter led on to the fame of the Northern Lit coin and the Southern Lee. Of this the white-haired boys U1 talk during these May-days in Charleston, and watching tho folds of the Stars and Stripes as they fly over the parapets of the present day Sum ter, they Will ponder how old-time ene mies, reunited, have just fought to gether and defeated a foreign foe. And □ the light of events, and because time has ripened and strengthened the angels of their better natures,” these old men, whose hearts brok when Lee sheathed his sword aqd^ furled the Stars and Bars, will cherish ‘not one Ignoble prejudice” because the ark of the Union floated safely through all that flood of flame from ’61 to’65. It vain, during these happy days, will Charleston’s blue gowned ocean nurse croon her everlasting lullaby, that monotone melody to which the, city has dreamed out its existence in the past (save when some rude earth quake has come along and overturned the cradle !) A Confederate reunion is that Charleston wtil wake up for ! There will be a new music In St. Michael's chimes ! The News and Courier—unreconstructed holdover of Confederate journalism—will brim over with tales of the battle’s tide, publish ed-for the first time, don’t you know The veterans will hobble down Broad and Meeting streets, and glory in the multitudinous cheers that greet the bullet-torn ensigns from Chancellors- vllle and Chlckamauga! After the toll and dust of the palrade the cadets, from the Citadel will pay court on the star-lit battery to the fair sponsors that come along with the camps 1 And best of all—the city will ring with the music of the voices of Charleston's daughters! Who hao ever heard it but to love it ? Unique, inimitable, In comparable Charlestonian accent' Spoken by matron or maiden, every word is like the striking of a harp chord and every sentence is a spoken song! All will be merry as a marriage bel . on these May days in Charleston. It ill be the best reunion of them all. Let the old fighters enjoy it to the full for ere another year rolls around, some one of them will surely lie down to rest, and the bugler sound "taps” at the head of a grave. A Sketch of Character and Scenery ' In the Mountains of North Caro lina. ' . " Ya’aa, I was at the funeril, audit was as purty » funeril as 1 was ever at, and you must say thar alnt many that I’ve skipped since my ole .man died, fur I just delight In funerlla; they make a body feel so solemn and uncom fortable like. " Betsy Ann Blake and me’s been neighbors nigh onto twelve y6ar. It aint mure’n ten mile by the bridle path to her cabin, and I alluz aimed to see her leastway half a dozen, times a year. I’ll miss her powerful. Betsy Ann was a good woman, aqd a powerful kind neighbor, none "better. I ’low the reason I didn’t know she was sick was because I was down at nhssln’ Mari, her that was Marl Law son, you remember, that lives down at the Settlement. Well, she’s got her tenth, and they are all mightily tickled cause its an " heir,” and looks as If it bad come to stay, while Marl, she looks dretful- puny and no^ Shouldn’t wonder if thar’d be a house of mournin' thar afore long. " Sam he warn’t for ’sensing me, but I promised faithful to go back again. I wasjust bound to git to leems’s to see how they all luck their 'fllction, and 1 got the nows so late, I plum bad to make my old nag lope all the way, and her with the heaves, too. . "it was awful suddept, Betsy’s death was, hadn’t been sick a week. Doctor said it was the maiary, but I knowed better. Betsy Ann bad a disease the dootor’s whole saddle-bags couldn’t cure, She was just plutedly wore out with Jeems’s manuYerlns, and care of such a heap of young ones. Betsy was one meek sort, and .never contrayed anybody, but she was awfuTsot—them quiet folks alluz it—and what passed between her and the Magraws I never knowed, nor couldn’t find out, but not one of 'em ever’d crossed her door step for moro-n a year, and I was cur’us to see if they’ be at the funeril. " Bless you ; every last one of ’em was on hand, from Paw and Maw M&g- the first time la tern years sad didn’t have to fir round and git sapper for the I crowd. ‘ It wee plam late afore we all said good-bye. When it come my tarn, I says : ‘Jeems,’ says L 'Bets? Ann was a monstrous good wife toys, aad I don’t reckon you’ll ever seeker like 3 fain. I don't eee how you’re to get ong’asysl. ’Ya’a*,’ said he, Tm toned to miss her'a heap, and my pathway looks mighty dark aad lonesome, bat I hope a light will be sent to lightea the lone ly wldderer’e path, and he draweda deep sigh. < “ ’Jeems,’ says I, (thinkin’ to mvself of Lav lay,),‘take keer ye don’t foller any false lighta,’ says X, aad with that 1 left him.— _ — " Well,‘-it certainly wuz a powerful nice 'funeril, and Jeems behaved reel becovnln’. Bat thSf * I jlsl give him six months.” —^ — WRONGED AND DECEIVED. The Date of Easter.—A question that has been often answered, what fixes the date of Easter each year, and why isn’t it, like Christmas, the samq date every year. Easter is the first Sunday after the full moon that occurs on or neil after March 21; and if the full moon fall oi the 21, Easter Is the next Sunday: OT course if tbb date were the same each year, the day would be Sunday only once in six years. Some of the early Christians did fix the date in this way while others used the present way But In the year 325 the matter wais brought by Constantine before council oT Nice, and It was evident thought best that the anniversary the event which changed the Sabba from the seventh day of tbn week the first day should always fall u. the first day; for they, dee*44$g be tween the two ways then in ufley select ed for the whole church the method which would bring Easter always on Sunday.' Since that decision Easter cannot fall earlier than March 22, nor later than April 25 In auy year. These dates are called the " Easter Limits.” Easter occurred on March 22 in 1818, but cannot come again on that day until 2285. raw, down to the babe In arms. Why you’d a thought they was nearest of tic, to see ’em all a bossin’ and directin' alt over and every-whar ; and the way ‘.hat oldest Magraw girl flustered around Jeems Blake was nothin’ short of outdacious brlgglty- ness. ' " My, but there was a set-out in the kitchen. The table was plum loaded with things lo eat. Thar waslchicken fix in’s and hog meat, and pies and akes, and light bread and corn pone, and more store tea and coffee than I ever see afore to oncet. I reckon Jeems scored a heap of votes; he’s a running for sheriff this fall, ye know, and he’s a mighty man for seizin’ the main chance. . " It did seem a little like ondecent haste to-iiavo the buryin’ and the funeril both to oncet, but Jeems is alluz mighty rushin’ and beforehanded, and he saia as tlmeider was on band, tnar warn’t no need of procrastination. Maybe he dldn’t want to meet up with no hindermiuts to his politics, nulhln’ later on ; any way, the eider preached the .funeriL sermon right then and thar, and a powerful good one it wks, too, though he said no wasn’t mhch prepared. Pears ta me the elder outdoes him self oq slch occasions. Why when he was a comfortin’ the mourners you could have heard him a mile, and nit remarks about Betsy Ann was all true and lovely, they was so. Somehow, I couldn’t help wtshiu’ she could have heard some of them words, or they could have been said to her whilst she was a livin’; it would have encouraged her mightily. Jeems was all broke up, and the tears jest ran in rivers down his cheeks, whilst Laviny Magraw, she stood by lookin’ for ail the world like she was achin’ to wipe ’em away. ‘Humph! I’ve seen them same tears How down Jeems’s cheeks twicet afore—Betsy 8 his third, you know— and 1 just give him six months to dry them weepin’ eyes. Yos’m, jest six months, and no won’t find nary another Betsy Apa to dry ’em neither. it was nigh on to sundown afore the percession got started. The elder’s sermon/ was Jong, and everybody anted to view the corpse. Jeems did all hepmld, I reckon, and Betsy Ann was c^fessed finer than i ever see her since she was . a bride. That black sateen she wore must have cost a sight, and the handkerchief in her hands was a boughten- one from the store. Lais! how strange it looked to see th^m bands still, and boldin’ a fine handkerchief and a-judgin’ from their looks, more thought that than me. f ‘ It was a long tedious walk over to ttje Cove, where James has his buryin’ tyt, and ail had a long ride afore me, l| didn’t go no furder than the pastur’ pars. As I stood thar a watchln’ the folks traipsin’ along through the med- Mer lot and cross the "run,” I felt it was a favor’ble time for pious feelinY] and quiet meditation. Them flawin’ pipe knots the men carried to light up the path made them all look so ghost ly, 1 was glad when they got to slngln' ’round the grave to turn my eyes away from the mournful scene. ’ " 'Ptared like the katydids and the crickets was awful anxious to jlne in the music, and the frogs down in the holler bellowed more hoarse and solemn than usual. Them was all sounds Betsy Ann loved ; she was used to bearin’’em, and I was glad for my part to nave ’em chip in and do their share. Way above all the other sing ers i could hear Laviny rtogln’ loud and bold, - - The Woman Who Is on Trial fbr Kill ing the Brother In-Law dent McKinley. All America waits Intently to haar the thrlllln^ttorj of ruin and retribu tion that will be unfolded, piece by piece, in the Canton court on April 4, The story will tell of a woman's frailty, a man’s villainy and the vengeance of Ode loved and then cast off with mock ing scorn. The man in the oaae was the brother-in-law of President Mc Kinley, and his tragic death on the night ol October 6,1898, sent a thrill of surprise -and borrow through every American household. Very few peo ple were aware that the gentle mis trees of the White House had a brother who, to speak as charitably as possible of the dead, was a libertine wboee tragic end no decent person oonld de plore. He died by the hand of the woman he had wronged and deceived— one of many. Little Allle Shoffer, of Canton, O, the first girl whom George Saxton wooed, died of a broken heart when she found him false to her. A leading Canton physician shot him for attempting to invaae the peace of his home. The libertine spent a vacation on a country farm, and after he had left, the pvetty little daughter of the farmer, a child of fourteen, erect out in the night pnd drowned herself In a pond. Then Saxton came Into the life of the woman by whom he met his death. He was a fine-looking mao, biff and blond, hearty, wealthy and full of Iffe. She was a happy wife and mother, sharing comparative poverty with her husband, a carpenter. The man of wealth was her landlord. His attraot- ive personality and his money gained for him first place In the affections of Mrs. Semple George. Then began the tragic part of the story. Mrs. George gave up all for Saxton. Saxton prom ised to marry nor vhfcen she secured a Dakota divorce. He had made that E romlse veryaoften in his lifetime, bat e died a bachelor. Sick at heart aad half mad over her troubles, Mrs. George came to Saxton one day to claim bis promise for the last time. "Go to the devil,” said Saxton. Two days later Saxton was shot to death In Canton. No one can be found who heard the shots fired. Mrs. George had told her seducer he should die for his villainy. Whether or not she must die for her act of retribution, or whether Ameri cans, who respect the sacred Institu tion of the home, will demand that sha be allowed to go free, remains to bn seen. The woman who Killed the lib-' ertlne sits In her cell, her glorlonn beauty gone and her happy life blight ed, waiting to be tried for murdering the man wboee whole life was as a ser pent’s trail. The trial will be of na tional Importance. Pray More and Whip Less —The venerable R, L. Dabney, D. D., is well known In this country and abroad. Upward of twenty years ago bin youngest son, Lewis, was a sharp- witted lad who promised to beooma a respected "chip of the old block." The lad was whipped one $aj for an act of disobedience, aud then had to undergo the more trying ordeal of sitting quietly on the sofa. He became deeply absorbed Jn thought and pre sently asked : Ma, why did you whip mo ?" ’ " So as to make yon a better boy," -was the rsdponse - - Lewis egain became lost in thought ful reflection. Preeently he blurted out: " Ma, do you believe in prayer 1" “ Yee, my son!" " If you were to ask God to make mo a better boy do you think he would grant your pray** *" H-o. ‘.‘I think he would, son." " Well, then, ma, I wish yon would pray a little more and whip a little Bat I would not care 'to^ undergo my experience in Cubaagaln for a World of . rHQne-half the land Boston is unoccupied. in thq city of " ’I’ll bid far’well to cv-ry fear And wipe my weepin’ eyes.’ " How that girl did aggervate me. I toon a heap sight more intrust in them dumb insects’s slngln’ than 1 did in hern, “The efementAJRas just beautiful. Back Trom'behind'the modhtalns the sun shot up such great streaks and shinin’ clouds of yaller and r^d as I never see. I didn’t know fur one minute but maybe the Heavens was a- openin’ to let Betsy Ann in. fur I’d got a leetle confused you see. ’Tennyrate, I hope Betsy is a walkin’ the golden streets with a harp in her hand and a crown upon her forehead, as the hymn says, and when I seed them folks all cornin’ back towards the house I was more’n glad Betsy was a restin’ for ie —Joshua Reed, of Burlington, Vt, will be 98 years old on April 4, aad has . livedtn the same house for sixty-five years. The place was bnilt over 200 years ago, acd was, in olden times, a garrison sgslnst Indians. In the wells are holes, long since covered with boerds, through which settlers used to fire st red-skinned marauders- —The increasing number of mid winter bathers along the Jersey ooast Is calling attention to the fact that the! sea there la winter Is only a little colder. If any, than in summer, and the feat, while not to be recommended an a health measure, especially for people who are not robust, Is nevertheless not so wonderful as it sourfda. —Two rival companies are fighting for the privilege of operating automo bile vehicles for public use on the streets of Boston. The omnibuses which they wish to use would otarry fifteen people each, and as they would be equipped with rubber tires they would make practically no poise. —" Mr. Perkins is a good business mas. Isn’t hd, my daughter ?" Jt* I think so, mamma; ten minutes iter he was presented to me he told me he wan a*widower." <- - - You have been deceived with die “Cam Alla” so often it’s bird to con vinos yen that there is so good'*, remedy as AlUg*- tor Liniment which will give yon satia-' faction in relieving your aches and pains or money back. This is the marantas; It has stood the test of ten yean and not a siiigle SOc hat befa returned or yet. Sold everywhere.