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ESTABLISHED IN APRIL, 1891
A. W. KNIGHT. Editor.
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Thursday, March 21, 1907
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A man out West gave his wife
$3,000, as she said she wanted to buy
herself a hat, and he hasn't seen her
since. We take this occasion to re[
mind Bamberg husbands that the
millinery openings are near at hand,
so if your wife asks you for some?
thing like this sum you will know
what she wants to do with it.
m No, gentle reader, the dispensary I
authorities will not open the great
moral institution next to The Herald
office for the convenience of the
editor or any of the force, as some
evil minded persons might think.
The reason is that they wanted to
get it in good company so that it
might be properly conducted and be
as little of a nuisance as possible.
The Baptist Press, which has been
published at Union by Revs. L. M.
Rice and V. I. Masters, has been sold
to the Baptist Courier, and the two
papers will be consolidated. It is
stated that Mr. Masters will start a
denominational paper in the far
west, where there is an inviting field.
It seems that these brethren have
? done the sensible thing. South Carolina
is not large enough to support
two good denominational papers such
g-'-r as the Courier and Press.
The Columbia Record laments the
fact that the editorial columns of
most country newspapers are weak,
?t. many of them containing no editorial
matter at all. The charge is very
largely true. Many weekly news|
paper men do not write editorials,
S?; yet as a rule they are well informed
men, holding definite opinions on
subjects which occupy the public
mind. We are glad to say that we
f' know of very few if any "me toos"
In South Carolina journalism. But
i>; they do not write their opinions for
their newspapers, and this is largely
explained by the statement that
many of the country editors are also
practical printers and they devote
I' too much time to the mechanical
part of their offices. But they can't
v;. help it, for the income is not suf*
ficient oftentimes to employ the
necessary help and pay living wages,
and as a consequence the editor has
to be the "handy man" around the
office, doing everything from sweeping
the floor to making up forms
and doing job work. Too often he
has to be chasing around for money
to pay off with, meeting with disappointments
all along the way, and
f his mind is in no condition to grind out
editorial matter which is live and
strong and readable. The point is
thatthere are too many newspapers,
and that is what we started out to
say. Take many of the towns in
this State, and there are two and
some times more newspapers occupying
the field, when there is only a
good living for one. As a consequence
there are two or more weak
newspapers, struggling for existence,
where only one could be published
profitably and be a credit to
the town and county. And we look
for a thinning out before very long.
. With the prices of printing material
daily growing higher and labor con
ditions becoming more and more unsettled
and few boys being learned
the printing business in country offices,
several newspapers cannot
exist. This may seem something of
a calamity, but it will really be the
best thing that could happen, both
for the public and the newspapers.
W. T. Faucett in Trouble.
It seems that W. T. Faucett, who
lived in Bamberg a few years ago, is
having some trouble in Union, where
he now lives, because of his running
a blind tiger. The Progress, a newspaper
published in that city, last
week published the following:
"Mr. W. T. Faucett was arrested
Saturday afternoon at his cafe on
Wall street charged with selling and
storing whiskey. He was brought
up before Mayor Young Monday
morning and plead guilty and the
mayor sentenced him $100 or thirty
days on each charge, but on account
of his good behavior, and the fact
that he plead guilty, Mayor Young
suspended the sentence and made it
$100 or thirty days. Mr. Faucett
immediately paid the fine."
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MANSLAYER ARRESTED.
Richard Huff, Colored, Landed in
Laurens County Jail.
Laurens, March 17.?Deputy
Sheriff A. R. Sullivan at 2 o'clock
last night lodged in the county jail
Richard Huff, a young negro man of
Dial township, whom the officer arrested
over on Reedy river about 9
o'clock last night.
Huff is charged with shooting and
killing an old negro by the name of
John Langford late Friday afternoon
in Dial township, 17 miles west of
Laurens.
According to statements of eye
witnesses, the shooting of Langford
was without cause. Huff, it appears,
was with a party of other negroes
going along the road. Langford
came along in a wagon. In jollying
some of the party, including Huff,
the old negro playfully cracked his
whip at the pedestrians. This made
Huff, mad, who deliberately leveled
his shotgun on Langford and shot
him dead in the wagon.
On the other hand Huff claims
that he did not know the gun was
loaded and did not intend to kill the
old negro.
Young Lady Runs Burglar.
Georgetown, March 17.?A bold
attempt at robbery was frustrated
last night by the toolness and pluck
of a young lady of this city, Miss
Lottie Taylor, who resides with her
aunt, Mrs. Butts, on Front street.
Shortly after dark Miss Taylor
went to her room, and hearing a suspicious
noise in the adjoining apartments
occupied by Mrs. Butts, she
went in to investigate. By the dim
light from her room she saw a negro
man taking things from the bureau,
and almost at the same instant the
burglar saw her. He appeared to
have a drawn knife in his hand. Miss
Taylor was fortunately armed with a
hair brush and this she pointed at
the man, telling him to stop or she
would shoot. He obeyed, and retreated
toward the window. Miss
Taylor knew where Mr. Butts' pistol
was located, and quickly securing
this, she fired at the negTo as he disappeared
through the window.
Whether the shot took effect or
not has not been ascertained, but
considerable valuable jewelry belonging
to Mrs. Butts was found on the
ground outside tied up in a handkerchief,
where the thief in his precipitate
flight had dropped it. Miss
Taylor is a skilful shot, both with
rifle and pistol, and she thinks she
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hit him.
The policemen are scouring the
town for traces of the man, but up
to this time nothing has been found
to lead to the arrest of anyone.
Hayseed Rather Wise.
The "hayseed'* and "Rube" stories
of the yellow press, put forth to
show what suckers farmers are, find
contradiction in the following amusing
incident, which shows that at
least one tiller of the soil was fully
equal to the occasion: An old Pennsylvania
farmer, while on a visit to
Philadelphia, was taken with a violent
toothache, and, calling on a
dentist, was informed that the tooth
must be extracted, and that he had
better take gas for the operation.
The patient agreed to this and then
started to count his money. The
dentist remarked, "Oh, you need not
pay me until I have finished." "I
reckon not," replied the farmer,
"but if you are going to make me
unconscious I thought I'd jest like
to see how I stand."
Cutting Scrape in Saluda.
Saluda, March 18.?News has
just reached here of a serious cutting
affray on yesterday near Good
Hope church in this county, Bill DeLoach
being the party doing the
grand act with the knife, and Geo.
Blanton furnishing the meat to be
carved. Both are young white men.
Blanton was cut across the neck and
other parts of his body. It was
thought at first that Hie wounds
would prove fatal, but it now
appears Blanton will recover. Whiskey,
it is alleged, was at the bottom
of Hie trouble.
Young Blanton is the son of Jack
Blanton who, as a constable years
ago, killed a negro at Spartanburg,
was tried, convicted and sentenced
to be hanged and was pardoned by
Governor (now Senator) Tillman.
At the Opera House.
Gorton's Minstrels with a brand
new show will be the attraction at
Folk's onpra house. Mondav evening.
March 25. The management promises
some innovation in the staging
of the production and the entire
company is said to be one of exceptional
ability.' The minstrels will
offer a program containing all the
best and most essential features of
modern, up-to-date minstrelsy, and
which are guaranteed to be a sure
cure for the "blues." The company
is composed of 30 clever artists,
among whom are a half score of
popular comedians, headed by the
jolly fun makers Jake Welby, Ralph
Kintner, Charles Jacobs, and Sam
Lee.
Messrs. Cameron and Toledo present
an operatic, equilibristic, pantomimic
extravaganza entitled "The
Enchanted Grotto" which introduces
an act combining choice operatic and
musical selections with wonderful
tricks of contortion and balancing.
Elegant special scenery is carried
for this production which is assuredly
one of the most astonishing offerings
before the public.
Fast and faster the pace is set,
By people of action, vim and get,
So if at the finish you would be,
Take Hollister's Rocky Mountain
Tea H. F. Hoover.
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By HELEN MAXF1ELD.
Copy right, lMul, by May McKeon.
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"I suppose you have read in the papers?if
you have time to think about
anything except yourself?that the
Westfield bank is wrecked. They have
arrested Mr. Hartley and Mr. Manners,
but that does not help the rest of us.
In a short time I presume I shall he on
the county. If you had married Dan
Martin, as I wanted you to do, I should
not be facing this terrible situation,
but you always were headstrong, and
my whole life has been sacrificed to the
effort to raise you as your dear dead
mother would have had me. Even
now Dan Is willing to forgive your
folly and marry you. He will have
the house all done over, and his sister
will go to John's to live, and there will
be only Dan and you and me."
The letter covered five closely written
pages, and Annabel read it through
twice with firmly set lips and dry
eyes. Then very deliberately she put
on her coat, hat and gloves and went
out for a long walk in the snowy park,
where motor cars filled with fur clad
figures flew past and laughing children
pelted her with harmless balls of feathery
whiteness. It was a glorious day.
and when she came back to her dingy
hall room she was smiling, and the
hard lines had faded from her face.
Then she wrote her answer:
My Dear Aunt Molly?I am so grieved
to hear of the bank wreck. I had not
read of it In the papers, because we have
been enjoying the privilege of some special
instruction under Professor of
New York, and 1 have been working at
the acadeihy night and day. Perhaps the
bank receivers may save something, and
in the meantime you must not worry. I
will have the store deeded to you. and
me rent, win mure man ?vce^ jvm ?uuw
going, and each week I will send you
some of my earnings. I am inclosing a
money order for $25 that I happen to
have in hand. Have Mr. Gregory arrange
the transfer of the store property.
As to Mr. Martin, please do not urge that
upon me again. I still feel that I have
some right to happiness, and I know it
will never come to me through Dan Martin.
Not one word of reproach, no reminders
of c dun colored childhood
and a dreary girlhood, spent under
nagging of the most trying sort; no
reference to the fact that her own
patrimony had gone under with her
aunt's small fortune in the bank
wreck; no intimation that she had
sent almost her last dollar in the
money order and must now drop her
art studies and seek a position in the
workaday world. She smiled grimly as
she mailed the letter. Her aunt would
accept the sacrifice and wail to Dan
Martin over Annabel's lack of appreciation.
Dan Martin! Flow she hated every
inch of his undersized person, his
small beady eyes, his perpetual smile,
his weak, receding chin! She mailed
the letter with a strange feeling of
independence achieved, for now she
had paid to her own satisfaction the
debt of gratitude imposed by her aunt,
which had hung over her young life
like a pall. She was free now to work
out her own happiness.
But for the next week happiness
Hpemed to move farther and farther
away. In later years she never
thought of those days without shuddering.
The ^holidays were over. Nobody
wanted to hire clerks or buy Illuminated
cards or telephone records or any
of the pret'y things she painted. The
room rent was again due. She might
sell her few casts and painting outfit.
She set her lips firmly and climbed the
stairs to a fashionable employment
agency. The manager was sitting at
the telephone when Annabel entered.
She hung up the receiver with an impatient
frown.
"What do you want?a position as
governess or companion? Nothing like
that in view; a hundred applicants
for every position. Oh, wait a minute!
You look bright. Can you do manicuring
and dress hair a bit and mend
laces? If you can do it even halfway.
I wish you'd try this place. I've sent
the customer a dozen girls, and they
always part after a terrible scene.
The woman's a crank, but you look as
If you had tact." I
The upshot was that Annabel, with
25 cents in her purse and a notice of
rent due under the door of her hall
room, went to see Mrs. Cartwright,
Brown, and that highly strung person-1
age said with dissatisfaction and suspicion
In her voice that she would give j
the girl a trial.
The, Cartwright Browns were newly
rich. The father had made an enormous
fortune through his own efforts
and was proud of it The mother was
so burdened by it that she was on the
verge of nervous prostration. Annabel
saw it was nerves and not temper and
took heart. Later she learned that
there were a son and a daughter away
at college who were Just a little
ashamed of their new riches.
Nobody. Annabel least of ail, knew
how it happened, but she became the
virtual head of the Cartwright Brown
household. Mrs. Brown vowed that
she could hire a visiting manicurist
and hairdresser, but no one could stand
between her and domestic and social
worries as Annabel could.
It was Annabel who reorganized the
staff of servants and installed a competent
housekeeper. It was Annabel
who had the conservatories brought up
to date, Annabel who made out congenial
dinner lists. Annabel who conferred
with Mrs. Brown's modiste and
Mr. Brown's tailor, Annabel who shipped
smart, suitable clothing and room
furnishings to two colleges.
Annabel's position in the household
was peculiar. She was neither house
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nor private secretary?just
"Miss Annabel." She did not receive
with Mrs. Brown on Wednesday afternoons.
but she did join the family ocsionnlly
at the theater or in viewing
art exhibitions. And it was after one
of these rare occasions that she realized
the full extent of her happiness.
She had been hunting congenial work,
not an art career. She knew now
that her small talent for drawing had
offered iiei only an excuse for lieeing
an nnhapi v home life, but that she
never would have become a great artist.
while she was a competent manager
of the Cartwright Brown home.
She sent her aunt's allowance regularly
and gave no thought to the future?
until the two young people came home
from college. The daughter was a
mere butterfly, who neither appreciat
ed nor resented Annabel's position in
the household. The son was a grave
faced chap who seemed suddenly oppressed
by the responsibility of his father's
wealth. He had studied theoretical
sociology in college and on practical
lines among the gilded youth of his
class. ?
By this time the Cartwright Browns
were at their country place, and Annabel
found that her early morning
rides were subject to interruption, not
unpleasant, but disturbing. Norman
Brown insisted upon unloading upon
her capable shoulders, as his mother
and father had done before him, the
burden of his personal problems. But
they were no longer burdensome when
he found that Annabel shared his
ideals about the use of wealth, and he
boldly carried his plans to his father.
"No more college? You're going into
the works? Say, what will our rich
friends think?"
"I am more interested in knowing
what the men at our works will think.
And Miss Annabel says"?
Cartwright Brown waved his hand as
If fo dismiss the entire subject.
"Oh, if Annabel says you are right
neither heaveij nor earth could move
yon. I declare that girl has this family
hypnotized."
"Nothing, of the sort and you know
it," replied his son hotly. "She has
aimnlr taught ns how to make the best
of our money."
"And cured your mother of nervous
prostration. Gracious, when I think of
those old days! Oh, try it if you like."
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Letter from Miss Molly Sewell to
Annabel Maitland:
* We were inexpressibly shocked. Of
course I had watched for your name under
some magazine Illustrations or for
some work you would send me, and when
none came I sent Dan Martin. to Denver
to find out what you were doing. You,
a Sewell and a Maitland, hiring out as a
mere servant! You must come home at
once. The Westfield bank will pay 50
cents on the dollar, and we can get along
somehow, and if you show some signs of
settling down I think Dan will marry you
after all. He isn't like some men, holding
a grudge.
Letter from Annabel to her Aunt
Molly:
The wedding took place yesterday
afternoon. 1 wanted to have you come,
but we were compelled to hasten matters.
There is trouble at the Blackstake smelters,
and Norman wants to be on the
ground at once. He Is a prince among
men, dear aunt, and you will learn to love
him when we come to see you, forgiving
the fact that this prince found his Cinderella
not behind the kitchen stove, but
In his mother's boudoir. I am not ashamed
of my work in the past year, for It
brought me the greatest happiness that
can come to a woman. We were married
with the full consent of his parents, and
?I cannot write more. My cup of happiness
brims over and blots out mere words.
MOLLY.
Moral Snobbery.
One of the commonest forms of snobbishness
is not social at all, but moral.
Many people are moral snobs who
have not a grain of social ambition.
When Napoleon said, "I am above morality,"
he not only gave expression to !
what some great people have secretly
thought about, themselves, but to what
thousands of their small admirers have
openly said of them. They do not
reflect, jterhaps, as they justify their
heroes, that to declare any one in the
world above morality is to say that
morality has ceased to exist, has been
fonud out and exploded, nothing remaining
but some utilitarian rules suitable
for the guidance of mediocre
minds. The moral law most be supreme
or nowhere. Yet this, as it
seems to us, self evident proposition Is
by no means easy to apply. Most of
us feel that for any one to lay too
much stress upon the moral shortcomings
of a great man is a sign of a
small mind or at least of a defective
education. We do not habitually speaa
of Nelson In respect of Lady Hamilton,
of Burns In respect of bis marriage,
of Bacon in the matter of his proved
corruption, of Coleridge in connection
with bis opium habit or of Charles
Lamb in'his cups as we should speak
of Smith, Brown and Robinson in like
circumstances. Must we, then, admit
ourselves to be moral snobs? The
prima facie evidence is very much
against us?London Spectator.
Why They Wanted to Win.
We knew of only one case in which
a man has tried to select a wife by a
competitive examination. Fifteen ladies
entered for the matrimonial prize
a of Hnnrn f a a nnnpp of fllMgtlOM
of which the following are samples:
Name seven kinds of pie and describe
how each is prepared Do yon
advocate the use of chewing rings for
teething children? Give in 100 words
your views on suitable dress when
married.
The climax came when the man who
set the paper proposed to the winner.
She refused him point blank, and so
did the other fourteen.?London TitBits.
Spoil His Fun.
A street car conductor sees a great
many amusing things in the course of
a day, but the unreasonable passengers
keep him so mad that be cannot half
enjoy them.?Somerville Journal.
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