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tJtTUUtruutrtrrr I [ OUISA'S gILV i ef v\ By HELE^ ^*0>C OU may marry bim. Louisa, 1 ^ _.?. V since you are so deterO Y 0 mined. But you know tbat 7L -* ^ neither your mother nor myself approves your choice. The sou of a drunkard, and one who is likely to become one himself, is no fit husband for you." "Oh, father, Vineeut will never drink Intoxicating liquors: he has promised me that he never will." Father and daughter sat alone in the cozy sitting room ^ of their country home. Louisa was as wayward as a spoiled child. She was the only one left at home of the little flock that once nightly gathered there. Her brothers and sisters were all married. The former were brawny, well-to-do farmers, living not far away, and the latter contented, hard-working wives of farmers. Of course, everybody expected Louisa, when her time came to leave the paternal roof, to marry some thrifty tiller of the soil, and settle down near the old home, as the others had done. And it might have been so had not Vincent Lenoir, with his handsome face and captivating manners, come among them and opened her eyes to the fact that she was not born to drudge forever in a dismal farmhouse. So Harvey Webb, the honest, big-hearted fellow, who the neighbors thought would lead away the old deacon's pet, war discarded and Vincent Lenoir I took his place, and a much larger place than poor Harvey had ever filled in Louisa's heart! Vincent had come from a distant city, and for a time he was greatly lionized on account of his brilhant mental qualities; but when it became known that he was in the constant habit of visiting the village tavern, and that he often came from there extremely unsteady, people shook their heads. Then his conduct began to be openly commented upon, and finally one after another had turned their faces against him, till the young man would have fled in dusgust from the village but for one thing?the deacon's house held an attraction for him. He loved Louisa, and went one day to ask her to marry him just when the indignation of the order-loving villagers was at its height, and the good deacon, who had bent his ear to the general verdict, withheld his consent. Vincent, fully determined to win the old man's consent, went back to his city home, and at the end of six .months again appeared as a suitor for the hand of Louisa. He was so much improved in appearance and avoided so entirely the village tavern, that the deacon, taking into consideration that Louisa was pining to a shadow, gave his consent, though reluctantly, as we have seen. I "You can marry, since you seem so bent and bound to have each other: but I shall give you no 'setting out* nor honor you with a grand wedding such as your sisters had. This man may take you with your good looks and your wardrobe just as they are, if he loves you well enough to care for none of these things. And he shall have nothing else, unless " Louisa was crying softly, and trying her best to keep her tears from being seen. They did not escape her father's notice, however, though he pretended unconsciousness. "Unless he conducts himself like a man. and abstains entirely from strong drink." "He will, father! Oh, I am sure he Louisa did not say this to gain the "setting out" or the "grand wedding;" she was only anxious that her future husband should be considered worthy in her fathers eyes. "Well., if he does, I shall know it: and if he does not, you will know it. and feel it most, my child; though it will make me miserable, too. Now 1 will tell you bow I shall act toward you. and you must not think because I do what I consider my duty, that I am Jacking in love for my youngest child." The old deacon brushed his sleeve EV across his eyes, and went on: "Lenoir may have you, and take you to his home as soon as you choose. Your brothers, and sisters, and myself, will hold no communication with you. If in five years you can come to us bringing with you a husband who has lived up to the promise he has made you, our arms will be open to receive you botb; and then you shall have your wedding party?your silver wedding, you may call it, though custom does _ not sanction its being held so soon. What do you say?" Louisa said just what almost any woman who loved and placed a blind reliance on her idol would have said. She accepted the conditions hopefully, confidently, and went to her new home, feeling certain that she would triumpfi in her husband's rectitude. Vincent kept his premise for a time faithfully, and Louisa, fully realizing the happiness she had anticipated, longed to communicate to her stern relatives the fact that thrir fears for her future were unfounded. But she must not. She had been forbidden even to write to the loved ones she had i&' left for the arms of a stranger. Mouths passed, and Vincent occasionally came home at night with tins bed face and breath that would have suggested brandy to any one less blindly trustful than Louisa. But when, as the weeks rolled by, he went so far as to enter her presence actually reeling as he walked, her eyes could r.o : lifts lt:r, uutrnuutTtruu ER WEDDING. " JA DIXON. j longer be closed to the fact that her idol was no longer worthy of the high place to which her love had elevated him. At the end of a year his business ?prosperous ;u me nine 01 nis marriage? bad suffered greatly through his I unsteady habits. In all this time Louisa had not heard from home save in an indirect way, and she often wept over the thought that those whose memory she cherished so fondly, neither knew nor seemed to care whether she was numbered among the living or the dead. Another year was nearly passed, with no change in Vincent except for the worse, when one day the postman brought a letter over which the poor young wife wept scalding tears, and the unconscious babe in her lap looked up with wonderment in its thin face at her look of keen anguish. The letter which caused Louisa so much sorrowthough under different circumstances it would have yielded her only joy and delight?ran thus: "My Dear Child?Mother and I, and some of the others are coming to see you. It seems ai age since you left us. If all is with you as we hope, the coming anniversary of your marriage shall be kept at home as we promised the fifth should be. That seems too long to wait. Mother and your brothers and sisters send their best love. Your loving father, "GILES NEWCOMBE." Louisa had read this first letter from home till she knew it by heart, yet she drew it forth once more as she sat slowly rocking her babe to sleep. It was 10 o'clock, her usual bedtime, but Vincent had not yet come in, and she, poor, patient soul, never thought bf going to her rest, however weary she might be, till he came. She heard his footsteps soon, not walking lightly, buoyantly, as in the days that seemed to the heavy-hearted wife so far in the past, but heavily, sluggishly. He entered the room where, with the letter in her hand, she sat. One glance at the reeling form and she dropped the letter in her pocke:. In the morning she gave it to him. "Well." he said, when he had finished it, "so they're coming to pass judgment upon me, are they? Better wait, I should think, till I ask them. I ask no odds of anybody's relations, and I'll not submit to this court-martial sort of thing which these people propose." "Oh. Vincent!" That was all Louisa said, but the tears which filled her eyes might have spoken volumes to the erring husband had he rightly interpreted them. The girl-wife?for she was but a girl in years, though old in bitter experience? turned away her face, and leaning against the mantel, sobbed and cried till even Vincent Lenoir's dulled sensibilities were stirred. "There, Louisa, don't be a baby. I know I've disappointed you. and I'll disappoint your Ioiks ween they come and see me " "But. Vincent," bitterly sobbed Louisa. "you needn't?" "Needn't come home as I did last night, you would say? Well, I will not. Only let me know when they are coming." "But I cannot tell you that, Vincent. Father didn't state when they would be here. Oh, I might have been so proud of you. my husband, if you had only " Louisa broke down in a fresh burst of tears. "I know you'll be ashamed of me before them. Lou, and I shall be ashamed of myself. But there's no use in my trying to be anything more thaD the miserable thing I am. Only I'll promise to keep straight while your relatives are here. Will they come today, do you think?" "They may, Vincent; you'll, not forget?" The young wife put her arms around her miserable husband's neck and kissed him. He returned the kiss, saying: "No; I'll be sure to remember." He left the house for his place of business. That afternoon, while Louisa, almost happy in her hushand's promise, was busy with her little one, the doorbell rang, and a troop of smiling-faced country people, headed by the good old deacon, were ushered in. Tears were shed, as they always are at such meetings. Greetings were exchanged and the baby was duly kissed and admired. Tea was postponed that Vincent might share it with them. Louisa cast uneasy glances ever and anon down the u..i ,1;J MLffl. UUl > UlCCill U1U UUl tUUiC'. "Is he generally so late, my darling?" asked the kind-faced mother. And Louisa colored and stammered, and only made out to say: "Sometimes." The deacon and some of the brothers exchanged glances. The deacon's wife and one or two of the sisters wiped their eyes. "I'll just walk down the street a little and meet him," said the deacon. And he went. The worthy man had gone a couple of blocks, when he recognized in a man staggering toward him the one who had won from his old age its last cherished flower?and only to crush it. He turned, and was slowly retracing his steps, when Vincent Lenoir came up with him. "Pon't know what Lou'll say," he muttered to himself, "she's mighty parlic'lar:" then laying his hand on the dea;ou's shoulder: "What d'you think "bout it, old man?don't you think she's migiit v par-tic' 1 ar "What about?" asked the deacon, huskily. " 'Bout me an' my in'cent :n-dulgences." The old man made no answer. His heart was too heavy for speech. He had hoped to find his daughter's husband all that could be desired; and how had his hopes fallen! "But I'll tell vou. old man. there'll be an uncommon time to-night. You see she's looking for her folks?straightlaced set?and she's 'fraid I won't make a 'spec-table 'pearanee?don't you see? But let 'em rip. I'm my own boss yet. old man. and I don't care a snap for their silver weddings, nor their 'spect either, don't you see? Straiglit-Iaced set; very narrow-minded. you see." When they reached the house occupied by Lenoir the deacon followed his son-in-law up the steps. "Going in, old man? Well, I do' know as I'd better let you. You don't look ex-exactly 'spec-table, you see, and Lou'll scold and 'cuse me of 'sociating with old ragmuffins; so you see 'taint convenient. Come down t' the inn t'morrow night, and I'll be there. You're a brick?you are." Notwithstanding this the deacon was close upon Vincent's heels when he opened the door and appeared in the presence of his wife and her relatives. Louisa, too overwhelmed with mortification to utter a word, sank down in a chair in a corner of the room. The intoxicated husband took no notice of the strange faces before him. Turning, he pushed a chair toward the deacon, with: "Sit down, old brick, an' make yourself at home. I'll let Lou know't I'm gov'ner here!" The brothers and sisters of the humiliated wife had risen from their seats and stood around in silence. Presently Vincent's eyes lit upon Mrs. Xewcombe's face. The old lady was holding the baby in her arms, but no one save a man in his condition could have mistaken her wrinkled face for that of his young wife. He went up to the deacon!s wife and clapped his hand on her shoulder. "Glum as a ghost, eh? But you see I'm gov'nor here, in'pendent's a king on 's throne;" and he made a flourish with such force that he well-nigh lost his balance. Settling his hand again upon the old lady's shoulder, he lowered his face till it almost touched hers. "D'ye see that old chap sitting there peac'ble's a Quaker? Well, he's a friend of mine. I want him treated 'tli proper 'spect, or I'll 'vengc m'self b' coming home in 'stonishing state of el'vation when your str'straight-laced folks are here." At this juncture he beheld himself reflected in a large mirror. Instantly striking a pugilistic attitude, he demanded: "Who are you, gaping at a gen'man in that style, an' haven't the manners to take off your hat? I'll let you know I m ooss nere: The drunken man executed a second flourish with his arms high in air and fell upon the floor, in his rapid descent nearly knocking his .mother-in-law off her feet. The deacon seized his hat and overcoat. At a signal from him the others got their things, and then all slowly filed out of the house. The mother tarried a moment to bend over her daughter, who, covered with shame, sat still in the corner. She offered her the shelter of her old home, but Louisa only looked at her husband and shook her head. "He needs me, mother, and I cannot leave him." It was late next morning when Vincent awoke. He was thoroughly sober now. He brushed his hand slowly over his eyes, and lay silently in deep reflection. scarcely moving for a - long time. Then he got up, dressed himself. and went downstairs. He found Louisa crying over her baby, which lay sleeping in her lap. The husband, in whose memory every word and act of the previous evening were clear, went to his wife's side and knelt down. "I remember it all, Lou, and I know htw you feel, and I am. for the first time in my life, thoroughly^ashamed of myself." We will draw a veil over the pair as they converse in low. solemn tones with each other, mingling their tears and their prayers over their sleeping infant. Three years passed away, and in the large room of Deacon Xewcombe's house a little company was gathered, of children^and grandchildren. All who had once met daily around the good deacon's fire were there save one, and that one Louisa. The faces of all were saddened as the mother, looking around upon the group, spoke her name. No one could tell to what depth of misery she might have sunk ore this. In all these three years they had had no tidings of her. They had written, but their letters were never answered. Once one of the brothers had visited i the city and called at the house where the first two yeaFS of her married life were spent, but new tenants peopled it and the name of Lenoir was unknown to them. They gathered around the wellspread table, young/and old. "It is five years to-morrow since Louisa was married. I wonder if she | remembers the promise I made her!" said the deacon, staring hard at his plate; and the mother answered: "Poor child! if she does, it will only) add to her sorrow." There was the noise of wheels outside, the sound of footsteps on the porch; then the knocker sounded, and in a moment, Louisa, radiant with health and happiness, entered the room, leading by the hand a brighteyed boy. Her husband?not the bleareyed, besotted creature they had looked upon three years before, but noble and manly-looking?a man whom the good deacon and Lis stalwart sons felt thev could grasp by the ruituv ea *ia n few moments. Later in the evening, when a vast amount of kissing and smiling through tears had been gone through with, Louisa led her little boy to the deacon's j side. "Isn't he handsome, father, and just like his papa? And only tliink, Vincent has never touched a drop of liquor since that dreadful night when I thought I should die for shame! And we are so happy!" And Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir had their silver wedding after all, as the old man persisted in calling it, and many and costly were the presents showered upon Louisa, who, in her new happiness, looked as blooming as a newly made bride; but the gift she most prized was in the shape of a promise, that night renewed, by her husband, never J again to touch aught that could in toxicate.?New York Weekly. A BOLD, BAD BOOK AGENT. How He Disposed of Three Bibles oa Smith's Wedding Anniversary. One day an enterprising agent who i had informed himself approached a j Mr. Smith with the interested sugges- I tion: "Vnir Mr Sinith T L-nn\r thnt tA-dn-e is your wedding anniversary. Don't ] you want to give Mrs. Smith a hand- j some Bible as an anniversary present? I can let you have a beautiful $15 Bible for $5." After some discussion Mr. Smith took the Bible. Just here the plot thick- i ens. The book agent pocketed the pro- j ceeds, then promptly ran up to Mr. I Smith's house, called for Mrs. Smith, j and asked if she wouldn't like Lo make J her husband a present of a fine Bible j on this anniversary. He said that, as he was anxious to dispose of all his books before going to Cleveland at G o'clock, he would sacrifice a beautiful $15 Bible for $5. After some hesitation Mrs. Smith bought the Bible. When Mr. Smith reached home that evening and presented his wife with a large package containing an anniversary gift she went into the next room and nroduced its mate. Tableau! Smith vowed vengeance with all the heat of a warm disposition. However, there was a tine festal supper waiting, so he conteuted himself for the present with a telephonic appeal to one Lewis Johnson, a nearby friend. "Lewis," he urged, "I want you to hurry down to the station and stop a book agent who is going to Cleveland I at 6 o'clock. I must see him before I he leaves town. You just hold him until I can finish supper and get there." Then he gave a brief description of the mm and rushed back to his supper. The good Lewis hopped on a passing car and swept down upon the book j agent just as the train pulled in. "See here," he explained, "Smith says that he must see you and that you are to wait over a train for him." "Sorry; I'd like to oblige him, but j it's impossible. I'm due in Cleveland j at 8.30, and have got to be there. But j I know what Mr. Smith wants. He ! was thinking of buying a Bible of j mine for his wife's anniversary present. It's really a handsome book, which I usually sell for $15, but as it is the last one I have, I offered it to him for $5 (producing the Bible). He was to let me know if he wanted it. Couldn't you take it to him, as I can't possibly wait? tie a oe aisappuimeu not to have it, I know." The obliging Lewis thereupon hastl ily produced $5 for the agent, acquired } the Bible, and with the best intentions in the world trotted back to the j Smiths with the book. Second tableau! Fortunately their sense of humor saved the situation, and with chastened spirits they display j all three books of Holy Writ to the in- J itiated.?Lippincott's. A Pioneer. Woman has found another occupa- j tion for herself. The woman min- ; strel appeared the other morning, go- j j j through the back yards of a block of flat houses near the Park. The ! tenants heard the musical tinkle of a j mandolin and a sweet voice singing a ballad in fairly good style. Many heads popped out of the windows, to behold a young woman in conventional clothes, with no attempt at gypsy make-up, playing her own accompaniment and singing with a businesslike air. The usual bits of paper-wrapped, money were tossed down to her. She nodded her thanks and after another i song went her cheerful way, while the busy housewives withdrew after a sigh of longing for the free and easy lif*? nf tho hlfrhwrnr wliieh throbs in the blood of almost every human being when music and the sunshine thrill the heart in early summer.?New York Sun. Axlte, ? New Explosive. remor.stration of a new smokeless [ powder before officials of the British War Office and Admiralty was recently given near Birmingham. The new substance is named axite, is made in the form of flat ribbons, and is said j to contain uitro-glycerin and nitro- i cellulose in proportions similar to j those in M. D. cordite, with other ma- ! terials added. The advantages claimed and apparently justified at the trial are less corrosive in effect than cordite. that with equal pressure it gives greatly increased velocities, and that the deposit is causes 011 the rifle barrel acts as a lubricant. The flame is violet colored, and hence less noticeable than that of cordite at night. Feminine Tortures. If invitations do not come pouring in by every post, the average woman tortures herself in the season with the thought that she must be growing j dull or plain. To see the universal j "rush" and yet not be in it is to many 1 women the most galling form of humil- j I iation.?Ladies' Field i - ' >7 MMCMTslCSMSJCMrJCSJl I SOUTH CAROLINA I \ STATE NEWS ITEMS. I CSICSMMCM rsJCsMSirvll Mill Operative Killed. During a heavy thunder storm at Lancaster, E rank Stewart, a cotton mill operative, was struck and insrantly killed by lightning. * * * Assistant Attorney Resigns. E. F. Cochran of Anderson, who has held the position of assistant district attorney for several years, has icsigned on account of his increased j law practice. His successor has net hpf>n Armrvnl Prt vPt. * * First New Cotton at Chester. The two first bales of cotton were j ! sold in Chester cn the 24th of Au-: : gust and or ought 11 1-2 cents per pound. S. M. Jones & Co. bought I :he first bale, and Jos. Wylie & Co. i bought the second cue. Will Davis : was the owner of the first bale, and Mr. John Frazer sold the second one. I * * Furniture Factory for Rockhill. j. Raymond Gattel of Philadelphia, Pa., has recently visitej Rock Hill. The secretary of the Commercial Club has since received a letter from him making the offer that if the "city will furnish a suitable building and lease same to him with privilege of [ - jying, be will establish a furniture manufacturing plant employing fifty men. * * * Probably the Work of Wreckers. A local freight on the Greenville and Laurens railroad was wrecked a few days ago near Barksdale, four miles from Laurens. It is thought that the accident occurred on account of an iron bolt on the track. The negro fireman was killed and Engineer J. L. Bearden was baxlly injured. Three wrecks have occurred near this point within the past six months and a miscreant is suspected. * * * Pot of Spanish Coins Found. The finding cf a pot of old Spanish gold coins on Sullivan's Island, beiieved to be a part of the buried treasure of the notorious Captain William Kidd, was exciting to the islanders, and many people are now digging up the soil, in hunt for other portions of the hidden money. The find was made in tearing down an old house for the erection of the addition to the barracks for the army post. * * * Blease Asked to Be Searched. The unusual spectacle of a state senator being search for concealed weapons, in the senate chamber of South Carolina's capitol, was wit nessed at a session of the dispensary Investigation in Columbia. During the examination of the clerk of the state board of directors of the dispensary, which was being conducted by Representative J. Fraser Lyon of the investigating committee, a question was asked by Lyon, but before the witness could reply, Cole L. Blease, senator from Newberry, also a member of the committee, moved that a recess be taken, as the stenographer had been working steadily fcr four hours and was almost exhausted. Lyon moved over toward Blease, whereupon T. B. Frazer, chairman of the committee, jumped between t'nera. Blesse said he meant no discourtesy to Lyon; that if he had he would have acted in a way that would not be mistaken. Lyon: "Yes, if you do, I will smash your face." BCease: "You'll never get to me." Lyon: "Yes, I suppose you hiive a pistol.'' Blease: "No, I have not." At this point the sergeant at arms came between the two men and attempted to quiet them. After the incident Blease asked that he be searched, which was done, but no weapon was found. Mutual explanations were made in the committee roam afterwards, and the two men made friends. Blease announced some time ago that he would run for governor on the disnnnsaxv nlatform. It was brought out that the Niviso:i Weiskapf company of Cincinnati is the name of the firm from which ?3S,000 worth of Labels have just been bought and which promises to develop another scandal. The letters about which former Liquor Commissioner Mixon was adjudged in contempt for refusing to produce, were read. The letters were written by J. W. Kelly & Co., of Chattanooga, Tenn., to Miixon in recard to securing dispensary patronage. Representative Gaston said that the letters showed that whisky houses were debauching the staie; that there was corruption in high as well as in low places. The letters showed thai; the house knew beforehand exact!} how much would be bought. Representative Arthur L. Gaston of . - ' . the dispensary investigating commit- t. tee made the following statement A-> concerning the ietters of J. W. Kelly .. ? Co., of Chattanooga, Tenn., to form- ,v4; er Dispensary Commissioner F. XI. - , Mixson, their former representative* ^ "We are in possession of the lecters to Colonel Xlixson in reference to the dispensary. These letters tell 01, their own story. The story is toll rather completely, and, if it indicates anything, it indicates that the whiskey houses are debauching this state; 7% not only the state, but the highest . -\> officials connected with the dispenaa- ; ry. Tney indicate that if there is any corruption it is in high places as . well as in low places. It indicates :-||j?l that about that time no business was . being done with the state dispensary .. vf ; and they do make the sales men- ' r '0^ tioned 100 cases, and then 500 cases, : y ^ and then, at the ened of the year;. 1,500 cases and, according to the let- : ters here, they had conferences with the members of the state board amd the purchases were not based entire- . !y on the bids, sealed and oipenetj there, but that the h<juses had reason to expect before the board meeting. what would be done and what ;'.ff?|jfc they were going to sell, which is clearly in violation of the law. "There is enough here to show that * the action of the members of the-...^^8 state board of control was in violation of the dispensary law." EIGHT-HOUR CONVENTION jgtiM Held in Gsorgia's Capital and ReaoltK. tions of Great Import Adopted. ' The Southeastern- Eight-Hour Coaveailon was bed in Atlanta Mondajr ^ itoraing. The meeting took place in '^j the Federation erf Labor hall. T4mi,/jjjjj morning session wan taken up with At the afternoon session the f<rf-, j/S lowing important resolution* were unanimously passed: "Whereas, The International Typb^-ljijM graphicac Union <rf North America. has for se7eral years had binder sideration the question of an eight- fZ&SK hour work day; and, "^berees, the consummation of this day as now in sight and the hor.zon is bright and brightening; AgjjjB therefore, be it "Resolved, That the printern^&sgB of the southeastern section <rf the ^l|ll United States, in convention assentbled, do pledge our individual and . collective intiuence to the accona-y plishment of this objects and be it "Resolved, That the action of thfr l|jf|g? International Typographical UoJon* ^ll| ? during its' recent session in Toitmio, ||jg In reaffirming the action taken by the referendum vote meets with oar eordiaH li-pprobation, and we congrat- -<???1 ulate. (hemx upon, the .present ampi- vh clcus surroundings." There were delegates preaent from ten of the southeastern and middle ^ states, and among them there were ~ many representatives from the small- : . er towns who have in the last year/ joined hanls with the movement The meeting also adopted resotations indorsing the striking, printers in Chicago and Detroit When the routine business of the *||?j afternoon session was oter the print- /xjSjtt ers and their friends scattered over . |la|| the city and spent the time in slgat- . 7/^ As a fitting close to the day's work ?pf a banquet was tendered the visitors i:p|| In the dining hall of the Kimball Monday night. EX-CITY CLERK ATTACKS MAYOR ~ ;ftpe Chief Executive of Penascoia Rocsfv- ~'i| ed Blow Which Felled Him. 3^ Another municipal sensation was r' . sprung in Pensaco-.a, Fla., late Mooday afternoon when Secretary W. C. Junes of the chamber of commerce, ?jj| who was formerly city clerk, openly >|P| charged Miayor ChaTles Ht Biles with ^|j|? grafting, for the reason 'that he had "VjggH not signed the new ordinance, just ' 7||j passed, separating the white and ne- 7^ gro races on the street cars. This occurred on Palifox street in the prefiatipp of mite a number of people and when the maycr called the secre* tary a liar the latter struck at himwith his clinched fist Secretary Jones ' ^1 then continued to talk to the mayor, saying that he wae an accident In o*' ^ fice and alwuys held We hand b?r hind him to receive anything that ^gi might be placed in it- ; V. :'|li Shortly afterwards, Jones went to the police station to surrender himself when he again met Mbyor Bliss . . and the war of. words continued. y J Jones stated that the mayor was | crooked and he knew it from the ,>JI manner in which he had acted. Re- ;J ceiving some reiply, the secretory dealt the mayor a blow on the jaw, - V,->| which felled him. The police interfered and arrested Jones. OBJECT TO ONE NIGHT STANQl. New Foundlend Citizens Cancel Honors to Prince Louis of Battenberg. ? At a public meeting of St. Johns, N. F., attended by leading politicians of both parties, prominent merchants and other representative citizens, it was unanimously resolved to abandon the prrcosed oail and other festivities in honor of Prince Louis of Battenberg, ^ owing to his intimation that, he intents '%& to spend onlv one night in Sr. Johns. .. Indignation is general. Vj|| - - '