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No article which is defamatory or offensively personal can find place in / onr columns at any price, and we are not responsible for the opinions expressed in any communication. ^***~ Thursday, March 18, 1909 Wouldn't it be a good idea to . make a county liable for damages in cases where whiskey was sold to a confirmed drunkard by dispensers and the man while drunk killed somebody or did some other act which caused damage or trouble to some one? We certainly hope the convictions r- at the recent term of court will do 0S56*-. * ;?? DnVtrirfT gooa. ^ ^ fii^ 12y UUP tlu^ JL'Qiixx>s | county too much money. Often prisoners have to be fed in jail for a long time before being tried, and our criminal courts cost about as much as our roads and bridges. J1 V Our farmers should remember that h this is the season of the year to con?VSr trol the price of cotton. If every farmer in Bamberg county will plant all the grain and hay he needs and f-make his bacon at home, he will be in. position to hold his cotton this tall if the price don't suit him. We trust our next city council will * put on an equitable license system. Host progressive towns in the State Jkwre a business license system, and it is nothing but just that those who get the greatest advantages from a town government should bear an extra burden of the expenses. The income derived from this source will be .v_x needed to pay expenses the next two years, especially if the revenue from the dispensary is cut off. : Booker Washington, the negro educator, of Tuskegee, Ala., is makjpfc* ing speeches in South Carolina this |. week and the white people are foolp ishly flocking to hear him as well as > assisting in paying the expenses of ' the meetings. Washington is the negro who dined with Roosevelt at the White House, sends his children to - white schools in the North, is enterfej, tained by white people in the North, t/* rides in sleeping cars with white people when allowed to do so, and in o / every way possible shows himself an advocate of social equality be5f, tween the races. It is little wonder we have a race problem when Southern white people give a cordial reception to a negro of the stamp of mt Washington. We were struck with a sight which .we witnessed on our main business street a few days ago. It was a twohorse wagon loaded with home-raised hay going to the public scales to be weighed. For a day or two wagons similarly loaded had been passing our office, and we remarked about it to a group of gentlemen in front of our office. They knew who was selling the hay and remarked that the ' same man sold home-grown hay every year. This progressive farmer is a colored man, John Green, and he . not only raises all the corn, hay, etc., which he needs, but has some to sell each year. He readilv finds a market for it at paying prices, and many of our white farmers would do well to follow his example. When Southern farmers raise their supplies at home and have cotton as a surplus crop, we will be the most independent people in the world. Loaded. Judge W. L. Walls, of Cody, Wyoming, has a sarcastic humor which has made many culprits squirm, and among the number was a defendant in a recent caiue-steaimg cast; wliu was trying to explain that it would have been quite impossible for him to bring into town the beef he was accused of having stolen and butchered, owing to the fact that his two pack-horses were heavily loaded with other things. One horse, he told the jury, was packed with his fur over' coat, mining implements, etc., etc. "And what was on the other horse?" inquired the judge. "Well, there was a gallon of whiskey?there was a gallon of whiskey?" The flustered defendant could think of nothing else. "I knew a gallon of whiskey was a load for a man," said the judge dryly, "but I didn't know it was a load for a horse."?Lippincott's. ft BATTLE IN MIDAIR. Wyoming Man Has a Thrilling Fight With an Eagle. Swinging like a pendulum at the end ol a two-hundred-and-fixty-foot rope against the side ox a five-hundred-loot cliff, with jaggeu rocks far below and nothing but one bare naud with which to fight off the uerce onslaught of an immense eagle wnose nest he was attempting to rob ?-this was the awuui predicament in which Arthur Wiiiiams, a >oung man O; iciverton, Wyo., ioaud himself one day early in June last year. With the welfare of her nestlings at stake, the great bird attacked tne uespoiler of her home with inconceivable fury and only to a lucky chance does Williams owe his life. N Riverton is a new town on that portion of the Cheyenne and Arapahoe Indian reservation which was opened to settlement last year, and in the country thereabouts mountain lions, timber wolves, coyotes, eagles, bears, etc., are still to be found. Before the Indian reservation was formally opened to the whites for settlement the flockmasters were permitted to graze their sheep over the country, and it gradually became known among the sheepmen that over in Lost Well canon there were a pair of eagles who made a specialty of devouring young lambs. Try as they might, however, the shepherds were unable to get a shot at either of* these great birds, and for several years they were the terrors of the district. Hunters with their Winchester rifles often lay in wait for the big birds, hoping to get a shot at them, but with the proverbial keen eyesight of such creatures, the eagles detected the nimrods and never came within gunshot when the nest was being watched. During the spring of 1908 the two old eagles were more successful than ever in raiding the flocks of the sheepmen, and accordingly a special effort was made to exterminate them. To that effort Arthur Williams owes the appalling adventure which befell him. Williams and two friends made a trip out to Lost Well canon to investigate the chances of trapping the eagles in their nest. A ride of eight miles over rough mountain trails brought them to the canon, half way Jt 1 up ine perptjuuicuitti biuc v/i nwv,u they saw the horizontal cleft in which the wise old birds had built their nest. At the foot of the cliff directly under the cleft was a pile of bones?the remains of lambs thrown out of the nest by the eagles after they had been picked clean. "We ain't any nearer that nest down _ here than when we were at home," remarked Williams to his comrades. "Nothing but a balloon or an airship can help us from down here. Let us go up to the top of the cliff and see what we can do from there." For two hours the three young men struggled to reach the top of the mountain. A wide detour was necessary, but at last this was accomplished and they stood on the brink of the cliff, half way down which the eagles' nest had been built. -"There's nothing to be done from here, either," said one of the men despondently. "We might just as well go back home; we shall never reach that nest." While the men stood and talked from far down below them there rose nininer orv r\f vnnnC hl'rHs iuc omm pipiu^ v/i j vi j wum0 "Young ones!" said Williams. "I wish we could get them alive; they would be worth money to us." "No use to bother; you'll have to take it out in wishing," said the third member of the party. "Come on, let's go home." "All right. I'll go home now, but I'm coming back tomorrow after those birds," said W7illiams. The next day found the three young men back at the cliff. They had mapped out a scheme whereby they hoped to get the young birds, jand had brought with them 750 feet of stout rope, far more than enough j to reach from the top of the cliff [down to the bottom of the canon. To make quite sure of this, however, they first lowered the rope weighted with a stone down the face of the rock and saw that while there yet remained a big coil at their feet the weighted end of the rope rested on the floor of the canon. Then the rope was hauled back aid a tight loop made in one end. This was thrown out over the edge of the cliff until it hung directly in front of the eagle's nest. The other end of the rope was hitched around a convenient tree. During all this time the men kept close watch for the old eagles, but saw nothing of them. "Off hunting lambs, I suppose," said one of the young fellows. Then Williams stepped forward, laid hold of the rope and quickly (licannoarpH nvAr thp sidp. slidinsr downward, using one leg, around which the line was wrapped, as a brake to keep himself from going too fast. Across his shoulders was slung a stout bag in which he intended placing the little eagles when he secured them. In one hand he carried a stout stick for use in an emergency; the other hand grasped the rope. Down, down he went until just in front of the eyrie. Then he slipped one leg through the loop at the end of the cord and turned to look into the dark hole, where he could hear the eaglets "talking." Slowly he swung around, bracing his foot against the rocky wall until he faced the cleft and could give his attention to the nest. Suddenly, screaming wildly with rage and fright, out from the dark cleft came the old mother bird. Like a stone from a catapult she flung herself at Williams's face. Dismayed by the suddenness of the attack, Williams recoiled, his foot slipped from the wall, and his body spun around and out of reach as the huge bird went past him. He did not escape altogether scratches, for one claw, like a knife blade, cut across his cheek, and in an instant the blood was flowing from a cut half an inch deep. Only a few yards did the old eagle fly, then she wheeled, and with tlie speed of an arrow shot once more at the man hanging at the end of the rope before her nest. This time Williams braced himself and with his stout stick ready in his j right hand awaited the onsiaught o. the big bird. His left hand grasped the rope. The eagle struck Wililams on the head with her wing and at the same moment Williams lashed at the bird with his stick. Such was the fury and strength of the creature, how-j ever, that the stick flew from UII- j liams's hand and went whirling rhrough space to the bottom of toe .anon far below. Pecking, clawing and striking stunning blows with her terrible wings, the bird beat the air in front of Williams's face, holding her position and tearing savagely at the hea-i and face of the would-be despoiler o! her home. Her screams were incessant. Meanwhile on top of the cliff there was utter consternation. The attention of one man was necessarily taken up with the rope, and a slip on his part meant instant death to Williams in the way of a fall to the rocks at the foot of the precipice. With a rifle in his hand the other man watched that nightmare fight in midair far below him. He could not shoot without endangering Williams even more than the eagle. Just then things were going very badly with the nest robber. Blood was flowing from a dozen cuts on hie head and face, his hand was lacerated, the clothing about his shoulders was cut in ribbons. Moreover he was half stunned, and but for the loop in the end of the rope would have fallen to his death. He had no time to give directions to his comrades and simply had to fight the battle out alone. Presently the old bird darted away, preparing for another swoop at the defenceless man. When she was ten feet distant a rifle shot rang out from the top of the cliff, and Williams knew his friends were doing what they could. But the old bird did not falter for a second, although a couple of feathers from her terrible right wing floated away in the wind. In his haste to send a second bullet downward the man with the rifle managed to jam it, and with a despairing cry threw the now useless weapon to the ground. The eagle returned to the attack with even greater fury, and for a few minutes Williams thought his last moments had arrived. But still he fought on, pulling greater handfuls of feathers from the bird and 1 ? ? ? a-1- ?:xi. Dealing ai ner aesperaieiy wim uxs bare fist, receiving in return many cuts and slashes as well as stunning blows from the madly flapping wings. He was almost ready to loose his hold on the rope and go crashing down to the botton of the canon, when the eagle suddenly wheeled away for another attack. As she came back again, screaming and beating the air, something the size of Williams's head struck her on the back, and down she went like a stone, whirling over and over. Williams's friends above had hurled a small rock at the bird, and luckily for Williams, the boulder had struck her fairly on the back between the* immense wings. "Hold on tight and we'll let you down to the bottom!" sang out the man at the top. of the cliff, leaning far over. Then Williams showed the sterling stuff of which he was made. Though bleeding from a dozen wounds, bribathless and exhausted, he was still determined to fulfill his errand. "Hold 'me here until I get these little birds," he shouted feebly. "I came after them, and I'm going to have them." With that the plucky fellow crawled back into the niche, put the two little eaglets in his bag, thrust his leg through the loop, grasped the Krv-fT* Kor?/1o on/1 viroc Giifp. I uyc w 11UL UV/tll lianuo, uuu *??.? ly lowered to the floor of the canon. Within a few feet of where he landed lay the old mother eagle. Williams staggered over to her and gave her a kick. To his amazement she moved, stood up on her feet and flew away. One of Williams's companions came sliding down the rope and reached him just as the injured man fainted *from lass of blood and excitement. The punishment he had received was terrible, but fortunately his eyes had escaped injury. After casting off the rope the third man made his way down the mountain to where Wililams and his friend were. They managed to stop the flow of blood, and between them got the wounded man his horse and brought him to Riverton. Williams spent several days in bed and was covered with bandages for two weeks, but received no lasting injuries. As souvenirs of his terrible fight he has two little eagles and a dozen or more big scars to show his friends. ?Wide World Magazine. A Dramatic Tragedy. TT7V* rTAvoo TV To r*r? V* 1 r> - r U1 I >? Ul IU| ItAaO) iuu.1 vu JLV. Fred Morris, a baseball player, shot and instantly killed Otto H. Meyer, a vaudeville singer in a room at a local hotel, after having secured a written confession that his relations with Mrs. Morris were improper. The two men came to the hotel together and were assigned to the same room. Shortly after they had retired to the room, shots were heard. Meyer was found lying in a pool of blood, while Morris, upon the approach of hotel authorities, calmly announced: "I guess I am the tnan you are looking for. I think the police need me." After he and Meyer had secured the room, Morris declared he read an incriminating letter, the significance of which Meyer admitted. He then forced Meyer to write and sign the confession and then told him that he intended to kill him. "Meyer extended his arms," said Morris, "and told me to shoot him through the heart so that all would be over at once. I did as he suggested and would follow him beyond the grave except for the fact that I have a little boy who I think needs me to look out for him." Both men are from Denison, Texas. V -If -I;-I;-I;-I- :!; -r? tlHl; -I?-It ilHl?-I^I; -I: iji 3: We are expecting a splendid line of and Oxfords for men and women to an this week. , 1 No Butter Shoo: ?? Watch our windows for display. E (j? up a new lot of spring goods. They jg cash and will be sold at a very small : is Come look at them. IH. J. BRABHA i? 11 'Phone No. 28 Bai Ji 1 IIaaIahIa 0 nvini | nuuiun s opiing | To The J After having spent two 3 t ing to the Ladies' wat j that I am better f 2 than ever before 1 * in the followin 1 W. B. Corsets We are showing the largest and most J* complete line of W. B. Corsets ever shown in Bamberg County. 4. Hosiery J Our Hosiery line you will find complete in the leading colors, also black and white. Children's Striped Socks in all the new 2 effects. J Embroideries fft, Baby match sets in swiss. Baby match - * *- /a. sers in nuj 11 suun. fiuw.n sew omss iw g#, dresses. Match sets in nainsook for underwear. Bands and flouncing to match in all (ft, widths. 5 For want of space it is in J many other things we w( 5* us show you, and you 5 Hooton's is indeed a Ladi T you to do your spring si | E. A. H E O so bef< open a wWMv I = '$P$jI PEOPLI ....A.... C. & K. HAT fw'T For $3.00 and $3.50 and a ^ FiP6 Florsheim Shoe| Acci For $4.00, $5.00 and $6.00 It i n s u : BAMBE C.R. 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All the new nets and point de sprit. *Si Ribbons ? ? | Hair Ribbons, Sash Ribbons, Girdle Rib- ? bons, Belt Ribbons, S. & I$? Ribbons, in 7 fact Ribbons for all purposes. V' We Can Fit You jj . E Be sure and have your best suit made at ? Hooton's, for we make anything we sell .f from a house dress to a wedding gown. I j* npossible for us to mention 7 mid like, but come and let jP ':M will be convinced that J ies' Store, and the place for t lopping. J '.-aj OOTON { | ?v ' ;k of Money is the Root of AH Evil" rk Twain once said. If most people stopped * . ilize how money grows when systematically there would be more saving and consequently f prosperity. PEE MAKE A MISTAK E-.. /* aking that they must have a hundred dollars or :>re starting a bank account. One dollar will m account in this bank. >t credited quarterly. 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