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WHO WAS COMP "THE BE A Pronounced by the Loni Finest American P First Appeared "The Beautiful Snow" which met j with such universal favor and has been so eagerly sought for, at the special request of many friends, we republish. "The Beautiful Snow": will bear reading every month in voor it has hppn nronounced by the London Spectator to be the ; finest American poem ever written, j This opinion we think is not far out1 of the way. But here is the history j of "The Beautiful Snow," taken from \ the Omaha Republican: j How many thousands have let their i tears fall over these lines, as their j touching pathos call into recollection the sad story of other and similar j victims to man's wanton cruelty! In i point of smooth versification, easy' flowing rhythm, through which is almost heard the plaintive wail of woman's ruined honor, our knowledge! of English literature brings to mina i no single poem of such thrilling sen-! timent as this. We have lately seen an article float- : ing the rounds of the press, purport-, ing to give the authorship of this j remarkable effort; but the writer of; the statement, who indulged his in- ! spiration "amid the cool breezes of j Lake Erie," seems really to know I something of its real history. The j writer gives Miss Dora Shaw; an | actress, and author of "Out in the I Rain," the credit as author of this ; poem. This is a mistake. Dora Shaw j has written some pleasant lines, but j her brain never flashed that sparkling ^ <4rr*i 1 ?? liem, ixie Deduuiui ouvw. In the early part of the war, one : dark Saturday night in the dead of i winter, there died in the Commercial; hospital in Cincinnati, a young wo- ; man, over whose head only two and j twenty summers had passed. She j , had been once possessed of an i enviable share of beauty, and j had been, as she herself says,j "flattered and sought for the charms of the face,'" but alas! upon her fair brow had long been written that terrible word?prostitute! Once the pride of respectable parentage, her; first wrong step was the small begin-j ning of the "same old story over' again," which has been the only life- I history of thousands. Highly educat- j ed and accomplished in manners, she j might have shone in the best of society. But the evil hour that proved! her ruin was the door from childhood, and having spent a young life in disgrace and shame, the poor friendless one died the melancholy death of a broken-hearted outcast. Among her personal effects was found in manuscript "The Beautiful Snow," which was immediately carried to Enos B. Reed, a gentleman of culture and literary tastes, who was at that time editor of the National Union. In the columns of that paper, on the morning of the day fol lowing the girl's death, the poem ap- j peared in print for the first time.! When the paper containing the poem | came out on Sunday morning, the j body of the victim had not yet re-1 ceived burial. The attention of j Thomas Buchanan Read, one of the first of American poets, was soon di- j rected to the newly-published lines, who was so taken with their stirring j pathos that he immediately followed the corpse to its final resting place. Such are the plain facts concerning j her whose "Beautiful Snow" shall long be remembered as one of the j brightest gems in American litera-; ture. The Beautiful Snow. Oh! the snow', the beautiful snow, Filling the sky and the earth below; j Over the hou3e tops, over the street,; Over the heads of the people you j meet, Dancing, Flirting, - j Skimming along; Beautiful snow! It can do nothings wrong; Flying to kiss a fair lady's cheek, Clinging to lips in frolicsome freak, Beautiful snow from the heavens j above, Pure as an angel, gentle as love! Oh, the snow, the beautiful snow, How the flakes gather and laugh as they go Whirling about in their maddening fun It plays in its glee with every one? Chasing, Laughing, Hurrying by; It lights on the face and it sparkles t the eye, And the dogs with a bark and a bound, Snap at the crystals that eddy around? ie olivo onrl itc hpflrt in a I glow, To welcome the coming of beautiful snow! How wildly the crowd goes swaying along, Hailing each other with humor and ; song! How the gay sledges like meteors j flash by, Bright for the moment; then lost to; the eye? Ringing, Swinging, Dancing they go. Over the crust of the beautiful snow; ! Snow so pure when it falls from the ; sky, To be trampled in mud by the crowd i rushing by, rp** I-? a ^ ? a ^ 1 A /) r? /I V?ir 4 iu ut; iidmpicu aiiu nautvcu u.> i thousands of feet, Till it blends with the filth in the' horrible street. Once I was pure as the snow?but T fell! Fell like the snow-flakes-from heaven to hell; Fell to be trampled as filth in the street; Fell to be scoffed, to be spit on and beat, Pleading, Cursing, Dreading to die, Selling my soul to whoever would OSER OF lUTIFUL SNOW?" don Spectator to be the oem Ever Written. J in Cincinnati. buy, Dealing in shame for a morsel of bread; Hating the living and fearing the dead: Merciful God! have I fallen so low? And yet I was once like the beautiful snow. Once I was fair as the snow, With an eye like its crystal, a heart like its glow; Once I was loved for my innocent grace? Flattered and sought for the charms of my face! Father, Mother, Sister, all, God and myself, I've lost by my fall; The veriest wretch that gees shivering by, Will make a wide swoop lest I wander too nigh; For all that is on or above me, I know. There's nothing that's pure as the beautiful snow. How strange it should be that the beautiful snow Should fall on a sinner with nowhere to go! How strange should it be, when night comes again, If the snow and the ice strike my desperate brain, Fainting, Freezing, Dying alone. Too wicked for prayer, too weak for a moan j To be heard in. the streets of the crazy town, Gone mad in the joy of the snow coming down; To be and to die in my terrible woe, With a bed and a shroud of the beautiful snow. To the Author of Beautiful Snow. Sorrowing victim of terrible wrong, Why do the strains of thy beautiful song Strike with such power on the keys of the soul, As over the spirit its harmonies roll, Ringing, Thrilling, Lingering there, Filling- the heart with a wail of de spair? Down from the judgment seat haste we away, All we can do is to pity and pray; All we can see is thy form at our feet Frozen to ice with the snow in the street. And where is the hand that betrayed thy young breath? And pushed thee from beauty and gladness to death? Courted by fashion, by wealth, and the gay, Only again to deceive and betray. Smiling, Flirting, Charming his spell, Only to drag down our loved ones to hell. Father and mother and brothers and all Joining to flatter the cause of the fall. How long?0, ye heaven of heavens ?how long, Must we stagger and faint 'neath this burden of wrong? "Snow so pure when it falls from the sky, v Tramped in the mud by the crowd rushing by, Trampled and tracked by the thousands of feet, Blends with the filth in the horrible street." , Falling, j Whirling, Sinking away, Crystals of brightness besotted with clay. The night, and the cold, and the darkness come down, And chill the soft mass to a pavement of stone. The morning pedestrian looks down at his feet, And sees the wild havoc of ruin complete. But, lo! what a vision prophetic I see, The sun has arisen in splendor and glee, His warm rays descending with joy at our feet, Is melting the ice in the "horrible street." Warming, Raising, Lifting their heads, In vapor the snow-flakes awake from the dead. The clay with its darkness Temaineth below, While upward ascendetlr the soul of the snow, And pure as the crystals when first they were given, Ascends with the sunbeams in gladness to heaven. O, joy? weary mortal, the vision is thine. The earth stains that bound the pure spirit divine, Shall melt and dissolve, with their stains, from the soul, And wisdom and goodness alone bear control. Weeping, Praying, Strivinp- tn risp. God shall redeem the again to the skies. Working for others who fall by the way, Shall lift thee from sorrow, as mist from the clay. And when we have ended our task may we go To dwell with the author of Beautiful Snow. C. H. DOTY. I Juanita, Neb. An ad. in The Herald will bring rei cults. Try one and see. ! If you owe us anything, remembei jthat we need the money and expecl j prompt settlement. I DESPERADO'S DREADFUL DEEDS. , Patricide, Defying Arrest, Kills and & Wounds Officers. Rochester,"" N. Y., Jan! 10.~ William Twiman, a negro, considered in- pl f T" ? sane, murdered his father at their ' Y .home in Scottsville, a little village near Rochester, this morning, shot dead a deputy sheriff, severely El wounded three other deputies and st p slightly injured Sheriff Harley Ha- r mil, the leader in a posse of more ai than a hundred persons who endeav- 111 . ored to enter Twiman's house, in *c which he had barricaded himself. Twiman held the besiegers at bay te for six hours until 4 p. m., when a a( one-pounder gun, hurried to the scene 1E from the local armory, with a squad of naval militia and national guards- 111 ' men, arrived on the spot. Sheriff s* Hamil then sent an ultimatum into the negro's fort by John Alexander, st a negro, with whom Twiman has al- ^ ways been friendly, that if the des- u perado would surrender he would be ** protected from violence, but that if ** he persisted in defying the officers tt: ' the house would be shot to pieces. The message decided the negro w promptly and he walked out of the 1E s house holding his hands above his ?* head. Officers hurried him to the ?* county jail here in an automobile. Twiman has been feared by the Scottsville folk for some time, it is ^ said, because at times he has appear- ** ed irresponsible. He is an excellent 01 shot, having developed great skill as ** a hunter, and it was due to this that *? - - 114 a good sized posse feared to approach the barricaded house. ^ Twiman went on a rampage Tues- n< day and his father asked that he be w arrested. This morning the desperado went to the home of James L. 1I] Cox, after he evidently had killed his C( father, for he said: *c "They can come now and take the T eld man away." tr Twiman started home and Cox no- ni tified the police. Soon afterward deputies surrounded the place. Af- ^ > ter firing into the house for an hour ^ and drawing replies from the negro, A who was armed with a rifle, a revol- ei ter and a shotgun, they telephoned C1 to Rochester for a squad of national ' guardsmen. 81 Before the arrival of the reinforce- 01 ments, however, the deputy sheriffs n made a sally on the house. Deputy ni | Sheriff Simon Bermingham and Deputy Sheriff Herbert F. Abbot tried SI to burst in a rear door, with a tele- ** phone pole as a battering ram, but [ Twiman drove them away. As Berm- ^ ingham was approaching the house 01 again he was shot and killed. The ^ crazed black shot Abbot in the back the next minute with shot. Then, in quick succession, he sent a bullet in- 1)1 to an arm of Deputy Sheriff Walter A 1 th Vogt, and Deputy Sheriff Jenkins, of Scottsville, was shot in the head. Every time a human target appeared 01 1 * r? ji /> V* ' within range, tne negro nrea irom a window and held them all at a safe w distance until the militia arrived. The militiamen lined up in front 1 of the house. Cowed by the formid- 1 C( able looking besiegers, the negro surrendered. ai i, C FOR ATTORENY GENERAL. bl b< Thomas H. Peeples, of Barnwell, An- *D nounces Candidacy. A Barnwell, Jan. 10.?The Hon. ^ Thomas H. Peeples, who was favorably mentioned for the judgeship in the 2d circ"'"t to succeed the late v< v Judge Robert Aldrich, has given out his intention to be a candidate for s attorney general in the approaching ei primary. This statement by Mr. ^ Peeples will be received with much ^ rs gratification by his friends throughout the State, as he is a young man of unusual legal ability, possessing ^ er many of the characteristics of a much ^ older and experienced practitioner. ~ in He is about su years 01 age, was w born in Barnwell county, and, at different times, attended school at Bamcr berg, Hartsville and Columbia. He was graduated from the University ^ Law School in 1908, and formed a partnership with the Hon. James E. ' Davis. Later he moved to Blackville 3,1 and opened a law office, and now enjoys a most lucrative practice. Mr. . Peeples is a man of high moral character, aggressive and energetic, and eg bids- fair to make the race interesting for those who may oppose him for the office of attorney general. He is , at present a member of the legislature and is recognized as one of the most capable and progressive of the younger members on the floor of the house. A te Sells Cow to King George. 01 ??? ec f Winnsboro, Jan. 12.?The Hon. J. al G. Mobley, a most successful stock T raiser of Fairfield county, and ex- al /-vP Oto Ia T?oir A coAnio_ 1 v pi CSIUCLIL U1 HiC UI.ULV X' utk ituuuv/iu a tion, shipped to his Majesty, Kin? ca George, of England, a beautiful Jer- tfc sey cow this week. All charges were w prepaid to New York, where this si highly registered cow will take the tfc . steamer for England. Mr. Mobley M I will receive $200 for this splendid F: animal. p< FUNERAL AT SEA. ?rvices Read in Blinding Snow as Vessel Plunges Madly. A most dramatic sea burial took lace on Thursday midnight from le steamship Arabic, says the New ork American. The vessel was lunging through a hurricane at the me and snow was whipped with inging force into the face of urser Cummins as he stood with i open prayer book, a sailor holdLg a lantern beside him, and tried > read the service for the dead. Three times the services were inirrupted as the officer was thrown ross the slippery deck of the swayig ship, and the sailors with their er staggered to maintain their footig, while Captain Finch clung to a iroud with uncovered head. It was necessary for the purser to lout the affecting words of the hurch of England ritual so that the atch about him could hear it above ie storm. The flag of Great Britain lat covered the dead was white with te beating snow. The hurricane all ie while sang the dirge of the man ho died because he kept his watch i the crow's nest in the biting wind r Christmas night, when all the rest : the world was merry. A Most Tempestuous Voyage. The vessel arrived here yesterday, tie had been more like a submarine tan anythfng else most of the way rer. Her decks wer awash for iree days. Twice for 24 hours she igged only 175 knots, although her sual day run is about 400 sea miles, he gale that came, first from the irtheast, shifted later to the northest. At times, there was biting, blindig snow. At others it was intensely )ld. The decks were uninhabitable > all but the most seasoned seamen, he crow's nest was a place of exeme danger and of agony to any tan. One of the sailors who came on iard when the ship left Liverpool as Richard Ashcraft. He was an . B. of experience. He was chos1 in his watch as the man for the ow's nest. His eye was keen and e was careful and steady. He was ire-footed, and could make the perilis ascent of the iron ladder that ins perpendicularly up the foreiast. When Christmas night came, in rite of the violence of the storm, le people of the cabins managed to nd some sort of cheer. There were ttle trees in each cation. The passlgers sang carols and toasted the ay. Went Calmly to His Fate. Eight bells struck that marked the ?ginning of the first night watch, shcraft grasped the first round of ip imn ladder, and although the ship (rayed violently, climbed into the ow's nest where the temperature as near zero and sleet and snow ere flying. The lookout kept his eyes before im. H? clung to his terrific post aring his watch, then, numbed and )ld, he struggled dowrn the ladder id went to his berth. There was hristmas cheer in the forecastle too, it Ashcraft wanted none of it. His idy was chilled and his head burnig. Later his companions heard im groaning and sent for Surgeon tkins. The next day his trouble as pronounced as .pneumonia, and 5 died two days later. So they sewed his body up in canis and put a grate bar at his feet, ear midnight the captain and purt and the dead man's watch gath ed at the lee side of the ship and aited as the hurricane raged. It as difficult to get the body on the lil and more so to hold it there, ut the burial service of the church as faithfully gone through. At the id of the services there was a little 11. The storm semed to hold its ?ace. From the bridge rang out ith apparent solemnity eight bells, his time it was the end of Ash aft's watch. "And I commend your body to the jep," said Purser Cummins. The captain said a single word. he snow blew from the British nag id something slipped from under it. here was a sound in the water. The port engine, which had been opped so that the screw would not luse a suction as the body settled in le water, was started again. The ficers and the watch went to their ?rths. The storm renewed its fury. The First Newspapers. The first newspaper published in merica was the Boston News Letr, April 24, 1704. It appeared but ice, its publication being suppress1 because it proposed to publish 1 the liars in Boston by name he next venture was more fortun:e, the Boston Gazette, Dec. 21, 719. The very next day Amerit's third newspaper was launched, le American Weekly Mercury. This as a Philadelphia publication, a ngle sheet with two columns to le page, four in all. Its issue of arch 1, 1720, advertised "Super ine, Bohee Tea at 22 shillings per >und." r Decisive Influence (To Ihe Public: , i Every man of integrity and thrift in this community requires AAt-f "hAJiTrinflr eormeetiona. I It does not make so much difference to the officers of this bank how much money a man has in our bank - we want his name on our > books. His influence and friendship are often worth *aven more to the hank than his money. The strength of our institution, and the standing of its officers u are such that we have no hesitancy in presenting our advantages to the % largest or smallest depositor. 1 Our nays of satisracuorixy servI ing you are many and we Invite your 1 account. J | Tours very truly, J 1 FARMERS & MERCHANTS BANE \ 4 per ct. Paid Quarterly on Sayings Accounts. Ehrhardt, S. C.;> fnieFirstCarLoadi I jj RECEIVED HERE THIS YEAR jf I I Our Mr. W. P. Jones has just returned H | from the West, where he purchased one of 11 I the finest car loads of Horses and Mules ? ( brought to Bamberg in many a day. We have just the animal you are looking for, If and if you are in need of a Horse or a Mule x for any purpose be see and see us. We B - j bought these at the right prices and are X ^ gjjj going to sell tnem tne same way. B JONES BROSJ \ Yield, Flavor and Shipping Quality of ,1 strawberries are improved by the use of a I J 1 fertilizer containing 10% of j wd POTASH ; Some of the largest growers of the South use^ 8??^'::Wf? ^s- Sulfate of Potash to the acre and find it 1 very profitable. f Have your dealer carry brands of fertilizer rich enough in H __ _ Potash as well as Potash Salts. kj ^"tC t0 US *?r p"'ces a.nc* *?r *ree hook of fertilizer P GERMAN KALI ^WORKS. ^ w i Tvvo of our prominent citizens met in deadly combat on our Sr m Sg streets this morning. Blood flowed and profane language was IB M I 3 freely scattered around for the rising generation to absorb. This 2 R w gig disgraceful encounter would never have occurred but for a dis- A 8 ? puted account. You don't have disputed accounts when you pay IR | S by bank check. Deposit your money with us and pay all your | B ?5 accounts by check and you will keep all your business associates | g * ?B your friends. Deposit with us and save trouble. 8je ii We pay 4 per cent, interest, compounded quarterly, in our [I | II PEOPLES BANK Bamberg,. S. C. ) f Mining Stock Agent Arrested. SAW HUBBY'S SHADOW. 0 T , A ^ t-. t Moving Picture Fflro Betrayed Him t Sumter, Jan. 10.?C. E. James. * ^ * the white man who was- arrested Sat- With a Dashing Divorcee, urday afternoon, but later released Brockton, Mass., Jan. 12.?Mrs. iU. . J,.,'/!/, nP CA,Y,mi(,omnnp f\f 7 Tl _ I William. H. Green, of this city, at I'll IUC ClU V lUC U1 VjUlUllIiOOiuu^i ui ill - . surance McMaster on condition that tended a moving picture* show and: he leave the State, for selling mining there saw a picture of her husband stock without first complying with and Mrs. Cora Wallace, a young Jithe law of the State, was arrested vorcee of Abington and Brockton, j again yesterday for continuing his moving along side by side on the sale of Silver Queen Mining stock crowded Midway of the Brockton and placed in jail until he could put Fair. Mrs. Green obtained a separa- I up a cash bond of $500 or until a tion. I preliminary hearing could be had. She was formerly Miss Elizabeth I It is stated that James did a thriving Coogan, of Rridgewater, and i*. I business Saturday evening, after he many years the junior of Mr. Green, I was released by Judge Wells, and who is 57, and is active in real es- I that he had set out to sell more stock tate operations in this section and at M this morning. Nantasket Beach. J