The Bamberg herald. (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, March 18, 1909, Image 4
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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
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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.
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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.
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