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ESTABLISHED IN APRIL, 1891
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A. W. KM GUT, Editor.
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Thursday, March 28, 1907
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A negro was fined $1,000 for shovIing
a white girl off the sidewalk in
an Illinois town. Our Northern
friends are slowly learning.
Our editorials must be good, as
the daily Spartanburg Herald!
thought one good enough to use in
its editorial column without credit.
The Edgefield Advertiser says
there is a silver famine in Edgefield.
That's nothing, there is a gold
famine in Bamberg and it's not the
bi-chloride variety either.
Editor Hartwell M. Ayer, of the
Florence Times, tells the News and
Courier that ex-governor Heyward
is to be the next United States Senator
from South Carolina. Brother
Ayer has another guess coming to
him.
We have received the first copy of
the Edgefield News, a new publicaJ
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lion, issued last wee*. iur me mow
^ time. It is a four-page sheet of sevjfj^.
en columns, with a ready-print out^
aide. We have nothing but good
|p. wishes for the News, but we do not
p see how three papers can pay in
Edgefield. W. P. Calhoun is editor
p . and W. R. Covar is part owner and
|-- has charge of the mechanical departm;
ment.
gff. KIND WORDS.
In an article in reference to the
county newspapers of the State the
Charleston News and Courier pays
jfe this newspaper the following compliment
which is duly appreciated:
"Editor A. W. Knight's Bamberg
E- Herald impresses us as singularly
EjP- free from the slightest fear of expressing
its opinion, and no politician
is too powerful for it to touch with
jfe' the sharp point of its lance upon
' occasion."
And this leads us to remark that
there should not be anything sur
prising" in the independence of any
By newspaper man, and there is no good
R reason why he should court the favor
of politicians or other "influential
gg citizens." If his newspaper has any
right to exist, and by this we mean
where he is not overcrowding the
field, he ought to be making a living
and have his plant clear of incum.
brances. Then, why truckle or
toady or be afraid to express definite
and positive views on local as well
as State matters. Of course you
can't please everybody. You're a
fool if you attempt it. If a fellow
will stick to his business and work,
* he'll make considerably more money
and retain more self-respect than he
will if he is continually dogging the
footsteps of some politician or other
who hands out "pap" to the faithful.
HOLD UP ifTcOLUMBIA.
Negroes Attack and Rob a Visitor
' From Ohio.
Columbia, S. C., March 22.?A
"nervy" holdup of a plucky Ohio
? man by two negro highwaymen occurred
at an early hour this morning
Ly4 almost directly under an arc light as
the victim was walking through As|x
aembly street toward the union
station from the City hotel on Main
street. The victim was M. M.
Hamelreth, an attorney of Long
? Run, Ohio, who has stopped here on
his way from Florida and Georgia,
where he has been on business for
three months. After asking HamelP-V
reth for a match one negro collared
him and threw him to the ground,
while the other not only rifled his
pockets in which he found $37 in
cash, but stole Hamelreth's coat,
cap and shoes.
This morning the treachery of a
negro woman resulted in the arrest
m of a negro named Sam Wilson, who
was caught wearing Hamelreth's
coat and cap. There was evidence
that Hamelreth put up a game fight
at the time he was robbed and he
chased the negroes out of sight after
they had let him up. When Hamelreth
confronted Wilson at the police
station he immediately identified
him and attacked him. The police
think that they have the other negro
located and will arrest him shortly.
There have been over a score of
such holdups in this city within the
year, but practically all of them
have been done by white men,
though on several occasions negroes
have found easy victims, the police
department being in a disorganized
conditions.
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SHOOTING AT GREENVILLE.
W. D. Whitmire Shot by a Negro on
the Carnival Grounds.
Greenville, March 23.?W. D.
Whitmire, a former State constable,
was shot at a carnival here tonight
by a negro named Charley Johnson.
Mr. Whitmire was not seriously
hurt. The negro denies having done
the shooting. He was being attacked
by several drunken white men on
the show grounds and Mr. Whitmire
went up to try to separate the combatants,
when the shot was fired.
This is the second shooting scrape
that has taken place at the carnival
during the week and people here are
glad the shows are getting ready to
leave. The city would not permit
the carnival to occupy the streets,
but a vacant lot was used instead.
Good Men and the Liquor Business.
The question is being raised a
fresh as to the attitude of good men
toward the liquor business since the
passage of the Carey-Cothran law.
To our mind there is not one particle
of change in this respect. No good
man can afford to be connected with
the sale of liquor. His attitude must
be against it, whether it be sold by
individual, state, or county.
The facts are, good men are not
going to connect themselves with the
liquor business; for they know that
it is wicked, and that it has never
failed to corrupt those who engage
in it. The very curse and blight of
heaven is on the accursed thing, and
no man dares to touch it with the
hope of escaping the consequences.?
Greenwood Journal.
People That we could Spare.
There are men in Bamberg who
have made every dollar they have
right here, and yet they haven't a
dollar invested in any of the enterprises
of the town. There is not
mnph ohar>oe for a town to grow and
prosper when such a spirit is displayed.?Bamberg
Herald.
That newspaper is always saying
something. If we are not in error
that same paper not so long ago
positively but respectfully invited
all croakers, faultfinders and leeches
to leave the town. The Herald urged
those who did not like that town to
go to some town which might be
more to their liking. The Bamberg
Herald is an outspoken paper, which
has no use for such citizens as do
nothing to build up the town, but
are always ready to find fault with
everybody that is better than themselves.?Abbeville
Press and Banner.
What to Do at a Wedding.
Every once in a while one sees a
newspaper article on "Corean weddings"
or "Marriage customs among
the Australian Aborigines," or something
of that kind, and say, "Dear
me! how barbarous!" I wonder
what the Corean bride or the Australian
native would say if they
should read in their daily papers of
our wedding customs,?for instance:
"The pair are followed even to the
mnwrmolroro roVlft nolt thpm
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with grains of rice, scraps of paper
and cast-off shoes;" "the ring which
is put on the bride's hand as a sign
of her bondage if often carried on a
tray or embroidered cushion by a
small child, who walks in front of
the bridal procession;" "the marriage
ceremony and feast often cost
as much as the father's savings for
years; but this extravagance is considered
in the light of an investment,
as the friends who are invited all
contribute to furnish the house of
the wedded pair." Really, our customs
are quite as unique, in their
way, as those of foreign nations; and
perhaps some of us, to whom weddings
happen to be a rare event,
would feel no stranger at a Japanese
tea-drinking bridal or at an
aboriginal ceremony than at the conventional
church wedding.?The Delineator
for April.
Teacher and Trustees Sued.
Orangeburg, March 24.?An unusual
and interesting case was tried
here on Thursday. It was brought
by John M. Brandenburg against
Crout, until recently a teacher
in the Creston school, and D. H.
Rush and J. R. Fairey, the trustees
of this school. The plaintiff alleged
that'the teacher, under instructions
from the trustees, whipped his son
severely and brutally. The son was
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a Doy aooui jl<? years ui age. mu
boy testified that at the commencement
exercises of the school he did
not obey the teacher and that the
teacher caught him and struck him
on the head several times with a
pocket knife, the blades being closed,
and that he jumped out of the window
and ran home. The next session
convened some three or four months
later and the boy claims that the
teacher thrashed him brutally and
unmercifully on account of his misbehavior
the previous year. The
teacher admitted rapping the boy on
the head with the knife, and admitted
chastising him at the next session,
but elaim that he acted thoughout
with a view of maintaining order
in his school as directed by his trustees.
He denied bittererly that the
punishment inflicted was severe.
Several of the large pupils of the
school also stated that the whipping
administered was not very severe.
The trustees claimed that the teacher
was a careful, prudent man only administered
reasonable punishment
upon the boy in order to preserve
discipline in the school. The action
was for $500. The jury found for
the defendants.
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Won by a Violin.
By EPES W. SARGENT.
Copyright, 1906, by P. C. East men t.
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Avard clambered up through the traj?
leading from the music room with the
same intolerable feeling of disgust that
always filled his soul when it came
time to take his place Desiue xne jeauer
of the Odeon orchestra.
He hated it all, the endless procession
of sidewalk comedians, serio comics,
sketch artists, trained dogs and all
the other component parts of the
vaudeville show.
He had come to America fresh from
the conservatory, with visions of a
concert tournee that should make him
famous. They told him that America
was a land of money; that there people
sat up nights for an opportunity to
hear some great artist.
Instead, he had discovered that only
those heralded by a skillful promoter
stood any chance. He was glad to get
an occasional engagement for some
small concerts, and even these grew
less and less frequent as the season
waned.
Then had come that awful time
when, penniless and hungry, he faced
the realization that he could never hope
for success. He was too proud to go
back home a failure, and he thankfully
accented an ODening in a concert hall.
where he, a pianist and a cornet player
comprised the orchestra.
Benson had found him there one
night when he dropped in to see the
proprietor. Benson had played violin
there himself before he had become a
bandmaster, with a blue and gold band
at a summer resort, and he dropped in
at intervals for old times' sake.
He called Avard over to his table and
offered him a place in his orchestra in
the fall, when the season opened, so
ever since September Avard had sat
beside Benson playing first violin. He
loathed it all, but it was better than
the concert hall, ana he was grateful.
But this afternoon he was gloomy.
A great artist, one with whom he had
studied, was giving a matinee, and
some one had told him how the people
were thronging to the hall. Their
master had declared Avard to be the
better, yet Herman drew the crowds.
Monday was always a bad day. The
music sheets, some of them yellow
with age and filthy. with dirt, were
hard to read. Rehearsal had been
more or less of a farce, and he scarcely
noticed the performance. Then suddenly
a voice broke on his ears, and
he looked up in wonder.
A mere girl stood in the gleam of the
spot light She could not be more than
sixteen or seventeen, but from her
throat there poured tones of crystal
purity. The voice was unplaced and
unschooled, but she had a natural gift
for singing, and her tones had not yet
become hardened through overwork.
The* music thrilled him through and
through, and once or twice he broke In
his accompaniment Long after she
left the stage she still occupied bis
thoughts, and as he started to leave
the theater after the matinee she confronted
him at the top of the stairs.
"What did you crab my act for?' she
demanded.
"I am sorry, mademoiselle," he said,
with humility: "Bot such a voice?In
vaudeville. The surprise was too
great I faltered."
"It looked as if you were scared," she
agreed, mollified at the compliment.
"But don't you do it again."
^ "I protest that I shall offend no
more," he assured, and she turned to
the elderly woman who hovered in the
background.
"Come on, ma," she called. "He
didn't do it a-purpose. I knocked him
off his pins; that's alL Come on."
She passed out of the stage door, and
Avard followed slowly. Into his life
love had come. He could forgive the
uncouth speech for the sake of the
voice, and Gertie Clayton, "phenominal"
(she invariably misspelled the
word) soprano, had become a goddess
to him.
All that week he drank in the flutelike
tones, as a drunkard imbibes his
tipple. Saturday night, when the engagement
closed, he left a single rose,
perfect in its loveliness, with the doorkeeper,
to be given her as she left
She was gone when the show was
over, and he hurried to the doorkeeper
for his report
"What did mademoiselle say?" he de
uiauucv* vu^v*
44 'Stingy,'" grinned the unsympathetic
soul, and Avard slowly passed out
But the slight was forgotten the next
day, and only the memory of that perfect
voice remained. From the press
agent he begged one of her photographs,
and when be came home at
night tired and disheartened, he looked
upon her youthful face and seemed to
hear again the liquid sweetness of her
singing.
It was several months before she
came again. Avard feared that perhaps
the hard work, the singing in
smoke filled music halls, had spoiled
her tones, but she did not strain for
high notes, and her voice retained its
clarity and freshness.
It seemed an interminable time after
he took his place before she came on,
md QirflSn aftpr hpr flnnpjirance the
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moments dragged woefully, but they
were to be endured for the sake of
those momentary uplifts to paradise,
and he was content
Several times, when the sketches
were on, he left his place and prowled
about the stage in the hope of gaining
speech with her, but she always was
dressed and out before the sketch
brought him an intermission from his
labors.
As the week progressed these repeat
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and be grew more and more gloomy.
Saturday night came all too soon, and
it was with an aching heart that he
opened her music to play her accompaniment
for the last time.
Gertie had put in a new song to try
the last night. It \\*.s a popular ballad,
one that had just come out, cheaply
constructed, but with a slow melodic
chorus. They had tried it over in the
music room before the performance,
and he had liked it then. Now the melody
seemed to fill his heart, and be
put all of his artistic soul into the in
terpretation of the chorus. The other
musicians, as if by common impulse,
lowered their instruments, and the
wailing tones of the violin formed such
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that as the strains swelled out the
audience suddenly grew quiet. Twice
the chorus was repeated, and the bathos
of the words became pathos when
sung to the sobbing accompaniment of
the violin. Now the chorus was ended,
and the singer looked up expectantly.
For a moment the audience sat silent
as if in the presence of death. Then a
great outburst of applause swept down
from the gallery, to be met with a
demonstration from the lower floor.
Three times Benson played over the
"vamp"?the short symphony between
the verses?before the house became
quiet again. Then Gertie began, and
the house was hushed. At the chorus
the other players settled back, and
once more the duet between violin and
voice thrilled the hearers. Again the
applause thundered out The singer
bowed repeatedly, but still the hand
clapping continued, and she leaned
over the footlights. "Get up and take
a bow," she shouted. "Push him up,
Benson."
The leader guided Avard to his feet
and he stood there, abashed by the
sensation he had created. Three times
they repeated the double chorus, and
even then *hy stage manager had to
ring up in \ next act and hold the
curtain up i ?fore the house would
quiet down.
Presently the call boy poked his head
through the trap and handed a note to
Benson. He turned to Avard. "Miss
Clayton wants to see you in her dressing
room," he said. "Never mind this
act I can get along."
Weak and trembling from tne reaction,
Avard slipped out of the orchestra
pit and presently presented himself
before the singer.
"What's your name?" she demanded
curiously.
"Pierre Avard," he said hesitatingly.
"Sounds good for the bills," she said
critically. "Say, we'd make a great
team, something like the three Dumonds'
stunt?street singers, you know.
I'll fix Benson all right Will you
come?"
"Mademoiselle wishes my services?"
he asked haltingly, unwilling to believe
that such good fortune could be true.
"Sure thing!" she confirmed. "We
stopped the show. We'll be headliners.
Want to double up?"
"Double up?" he repeated wonderingly.
"Mademoiselle does me the honor
of proposing a matrimonial alliance?"
Gertie eyed him curiously. To double
up meant to form a team. Then
an idea came to her. *1 guess so,"
she answered carelessly. "Ifll keep
some other dame from getting her
hooks on you."
Benson summed up the situation later
over his nightcap.
"It's a good thing for both of them,"
he declared oracularly. "He'll keep
her straight and do something with
her voice. He's too much in love with
her to realize what a silly little fool
she is. By the time she's really ready
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In love with. Here's luck to 'em."
And they all drained their glasses.
Animals Never Commit Suicide.
I do not believe that animals ever
commit suicide. I do not believe that
they have any notions of death, or take
any note of time, or ever put up any
bluff game, or ever deliberate together,
or form plans, or forecast the seasons.
They may practice deception, as
when a bird feigns lameness or paralysis
to decoy you away from her nest,
but this, of course, is Instinctive and
not conscious deception. There is at
times something that suggests co-operation
among them, as when wolves
hunt in relays, as they are said to do,
or when they bunt in couples, one engaging
the quarry in front, while the
other assaults It from the rear, or when
quail roost upon the ground in a ring,
their tails to the center, their heads
outward, or as when cattle or horses
form a circle when attacked in the
open by wild beasts, the cattle with
their heads outward and the horses
with their heels. Of course all this
is instinctive and not the result of deliberation.
The horse always turns his
tall to the storm as well, and cows and
steers, if I remember rightly, turn their
beads.?John Burroughs In Outing.
It Puzzled Him.
"When going through a big apartment
house the other day looking for a
friend I came across something funny,"
said the busy woman. "I read the
names of all the tenants on the doors
as I passed from floor to floor, and by
and by I came to one card that said,
'J. Fitzgerald and wife.' I have been
puzzling ever since over the significance
of that card. Had J. Fitzgerald
only recently taken unto himself a
wife, and was he anxious to advertise
the fact, or had Mrs. Fitzgerald a mind
of her own, and did she insist upon
recognition, or?but I give it up.
whpt did it mean anyhow?" ? New
York Globe.
Mutual Reserve Company.
"There should be no secrets between
husband and wife," says the cynical
bachelor, "except what they really
think of each other."?Philadelphia
Record.
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