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PERSONAL MENTION. , , I ' ft People Visiting in This City and f at Other Points. ?Mr. Willis Herndon is at home from the S. C. C. I. at Edgefield. ?Mrs. J. R. Bellinger, of Augusta, is in the city on a visit to relatives. j ?Mr. R. M. McCown, nrincipal of the Denmark school, spent Sunday in the city. ?Messrs. D. G. Richardson and A. P. Guess, of Denmark, were in the city Monday. ?Misses Louise and Leonard Folk 1 came home Sunday evening from "y Converse college, Spartanburg. ?Messrs. '"rank Hiers and J. B. Ramsey, of Ehrhardt, were in the city Monday evening on their way to Pthe grand lodge meeting of the I Knights of Pythias at Aiken. The Fountain of Youth. Picture to yourself a slight, greybearded Spaniard, armed and armorI ed, sitting in the shade of a dwelling house in Porfo Rico?a primitive enough house, no doubt, but enough to furnish some protection from the fierce, white sunlight of the tropics. Other Spaniards are in the room, but 1 the gray bearded man, who is evident- 1 ly their chief, is paying little heed to them. He is talking through an in- ' j] terpreter to a number of naked In* s dians, and they are telling him a story?a story too good to be true? j s of a mysterious island somewhere in ' i T the southern seas?just where they I ; cannot well describe. And on this! L I island, sheltered by the palms, they | say there is a spring or fountain bub- ^ bling from the earth, and whoso drinks its water, lo, his years fall ^ from him like a mantle that is shed, and the strength and the glow of his k youth return. r ' The slender, gray-beard listens, all s intent, leaning forward, that he may k not miss a woxd, and there is in his ; weary eyes a certain light of hope ? that his companions have not seen for 1 ? a long while. For, though the man n is only 53, he knows that he is growt ing old apace?his face is lined and I tanned with thirty years' campaign- s I ing, 30 years of warfare and struggle against the fevers that bring old age * a-racing in the tropics. The man is Ponce de Leon, the Spanish governor of Porto Rico, scar- ? . red by old wounds that pain him 1 grievously betimes, and he is listen- v ing to the story of the fountain of * youth. In all the annals of discov- 1] I] ery it is hard to find a more picturesque or a more appealing figure than this old man driven by hope of youth ^ and fear of age to lead an expedition to the wilderness at a time of life when most men are content to bask . \ in the setting sun, or at most sit at ^ the council table and give advice, * leaving the active part of life to 7 younger hands. The result of the luring story told ? by the Indians was that Ponce de ^ Leon got ready ships and went ex ploring into the south seas, seeking p the spring o>f youth. They were L P ? primitive people, these old Spanish ? dons, and their imaginations, fed by ? v stirring tales, found no miracle too hard to believe. And Ponce de Leon fnnnd it pasv tn believe, because he wanted so terribly to believe, longed ^ so very much to capture the phantom ^ of his vanished youth. The quest brought him to Florida, ' and he disembarked at the mouth of the St. John's river, Easter Sunday, p 1513. All the world seemed young? wealth of brilliant foliage was there, flowers rioted among the greenery, birds flashed bright colors-. A little t farther north than Porto Rico it was k tropically beautiful without the kill- i ing heat. Here, surely, Ponce de r Leon believed, the fountain of youth r might be found, and so he named the country Florida?"land of flow- 1 ers"?and went about on foot and t on rivers, seeking the magic fountain. * ^ Many springs he found and all he tasted?but the fountain of youth re- * mained undiscovered. We can fancy the eager hope with which he must ? have stooped to drink of each new spring; the slow disappointment as s he realized that the magic fountain I was not here, the reviving hope that fVio TlOYt bPTl d In the J UO 1/ V/iiU, vuv ia v v wm v> -a* w? ? river, veiled in green, the longed-for < fountain might be hiding. 3 Doubtless there were many of his t followers who called him an old man gone mad, and, of course, they were right in a measure?it was a madcap ? venture. The very fact that Ponce de < Leon set off on such a quest at 53 J shows us how much of a child he must have been at heart?still believing in beautiful miracles. But, of course, he never found the ] -r> tbo niipct ptpu" nld luumaiu, auu iu mv 0. - .. ?? * instead of young. He left Florida, 1 went to the Bahamas and to Cuba? ; but he never found the fountain, i Eight years later, after returning for a while to Porto Rico, we find him < back in Florida, his first land of hope, ] leading a colonizing expedition. A stout-hearted old man, this, who ; never let his wounds keep him at < GEORGIA SWAMP CONCEALS AUSTIN. Posse Hopes to Starve the Negro Out IDENTITY OF NEGRO IS CERTAIN las Held Conversations With Several People Who Know Him. Sylvania, Ga., May 26.?Richard ienry Austin, the negro wanted" for he murder of several men in South Carolina* is known to be about 10 niles from Sylvania in a swamp beween Sylvania and Newington. The posse which is hunting him las surrounded this swamp and it is loped to capture Austin through tarving him out and forcing him to urrender. There is no doubt that the negro ~ J 1-?. ? ^ i +Viin 1 litir if t&uieu llcls utjcu 1u tino lir^autj xjl uv s not here now. At 1 o'clock Saturday morning Austin went to the lome of Marvin Jarrell, for whom he lad worked in the past, and asked or something to eat. He told Jarrell that he was woundd and sick and was ready to surender if he could get E. K. Overtreet or Judge H. A. Boykin to deend him. Jarrell told him to come iack that night and he would have udge Boykin at the house. Austin iromised to do so, but finding that a nob was gathering to take him, he rent into the swamp. Austin saw Warren McCall in the ame vicinity on Sunday morning. IcCall knows the negro well. Austin old him that he did not want to kill nvbody else and did not want to be illed himself. He said he had had n opportunity to kill some of those ooking for him several nights ago rhen he lay within 40 or 50 feet of hem and heard them discussing killag his father in revenge for his killtig the people in South Carolina. Lustin has been seen by several men rho know him well and there is no oubt of his identity. On Thursday of last week Jack !olson and Dell Colson saw the negro n a swamp near the dividing line of leorgia and South Carolina. He ranted to cross the river but they rould not bring him over. Later ohn Coker took him across at Hudon's ferry.v Coker told several of aving seen the negro and this caused >osses to form to hunt him. Austin 5 wounded and seemed anxious to ive up if he could secure protection, le told some people that Edenfield ras not dead when he left him. He has one of Edenfield's guns with iim. He says Edenfield gave him this ;un. Austin is one mile from the iome of F. F. Boykin at Foley's ord, 10 miles below Sylvania. He is n a dense bay and it is hard to get at iim. He killed a dog of one of the iosse in the bay this morning. "Lerame Go Look." The woman left the girl arranging he dinner table and went to the :itchen for something. A great, hulkng negro was sitting in the kitchen ocker. Indignant the woman huried back. "Cindy," she demanded, "what iave I told you about having your >eaux in the kitchen?" "Laws, miss, he ain't no beaux! .Vhy, he's nothin' but my brudder." Somewhat mollified, the woman vent back to the kitchen. "So you're Cindy's brother?" she ;aid kindly. "Law bless yo', no', miss" he an;wered. "I ain't no 'lation 'tall to her. 'se jes' keepin' com'ny wif her." The woman sought Cindy again. "Cindy," she asked sternly, "why iid you tell me that that man was 'our brother? He says he's no rela;ion." Cindy looked aghast. "Fo' de Lawd's sake, miss, did he say dat? Jes, yo' stay here a minit m leinme go look ag'in.?Chicago rtecord-Herald. Paper, envelopes, pen staff and pen 'or 5c at Herald Book Store. lome. But this voyage was his last. In an encounter with tne Indians lie was shot in the thigh with an arrow and died before his ship could :ake him back to Porto Rico." And the fountain of youth? Ponce 3e Leon found only what all men learn if they live past middle age; that though the heart may staj young, the body, by and by, wean out.?Kansas City Times. SLEPT DURING THE BATTLE. When Massachusetts Veteran Awoke He Found Regiment Had Gone. The boys in blue in the civil war did not always face the enemy without turning tail, thus illustrating the old saying: "He who fights and runs i away will live to fight another day," and one of the local veterans tells a remarkable story of his own experience in this respect at the battle of Williamsburg on May 5, 1862. Orders were given to advance early on the morning of May 5, and the army reached a point before Williamsburg at about 7 o'clock, Hook[ er'9 division being directly in front of Ft. Magruder, the principal fortress in the outer line of Richmond's defense. The fort was flanked by a line of redoubts extending across the ' peninsular from the James river to York river. "The ground in front of the fort," says the Springfield man, "was open and level, but further to the front it was heavily wooded. This timber had been slashed down to impede the progress of the Union troops and Hooker's division formed i in line of battle in this fallen timber j and then advanced to the edge of the \ open ground within range of the enemy's artillery, but out of range of their musketry. Our artillery was posted just beyond the edge of the timber and opened fire with the infantry supporting it immediately in tho rear "Soon the enemy's shells were hurtling among the fallen timber, and we were ordered to lie down and cover ourselves behind tree trunks as well as we could. It thus happened that only a general line was preserved, although all were ready to fall in at a moment's warning. I selected a particularly large tree trunk for my cover, some ten or fifteen yards in ! advance of the general line, and behind this I lay down, taking off my knapsack and using it for a pillow. I was not fully recovered from my wound of the year before, and was i exhausted from the twenty-four j hours' duty and the long march with ! the heav:< load, and after an hour or J two I fell asleep, although the battle was raging. "I never knew how long I slept, but it must have been an hour or two. When I awoke I stood up and looked about me. The rain had ceased, and a heavy fog mingled with the smoke hung over the field; but, curiously, it did not quite extend to the ground, and by stooping I could see under it. None of my regiment or any other was in sight, but out in front about fifty yards off was the battery which we had been supporting, several guns I I ??nnnwooroe onH Misanrs U1SII1UUiiLtJU Lai l uuu wrecked and a great number of horses lying dead on the ground. Scattered about among the wreckage were about twenty men with muskets in their hands and gray overcoats on. "Now, my regiment and another regiment in the same brigade were wearing gray overcoats, and it never occurred to me for a moment that the men were not of these two regiments. So I shouted 'to them, 'Do you belong to the regiment?' and greatly to my surprise their muskets went up to their shoulders and they yelled, 'Come in here, you Yankee.'| As I have said, I was only three months out of Libby prison, and the only thing I thought of was the dread of going back there, so I grabbed my musket in one hand and my knapsack in the other and started to run fo* the rear. "If the way had been open properly I would have run in a straight line, but in the timber I zigzagged . oh/vn+ inmnin? over crawling under auuut) - . ?, w or running around fallen logs, so that when they fired at me not a bullet touched me. But I thought I heard a million of them about my ears. I was scared into a panic. I let go my knapsack but hung to my musket, and with my wet overcoat flapping about my legs continued to run. utterly demoralized and with only one thought?to get away.- If the enemy bad had breechloading or magazine rifles they probably would have got me. But as they were armed with only muzzle loaders it took time to load again, and this was my salvation. "I did not realize that I had got into a zone of safety and kept on a half mile more, when I ran into a line of cavalry deployed in the rear of our line to drive up stragglers, of which there were a great number, as always ; happens with an army?men who had fallen out before getting to the front 1 and others who had skulkecP behind and still others who had gone back j to help the wounded. It seems that ^ V? ? J V% /w? en t"\_ the hattery wnicn \\c imu uccn . porting had been put out of action and that the enemy had turned the ; flank of Hooker's division, and my i regiment and brigade had been hur1 ried over to reinforce the left, so that when I awoke I was alone, s "Officers of the cavalry had rali lied about 1,000 men, and after getting into an open space organized r them into a regiment under officers J of the cavalry and noncommissioned officers among the stragglers. An ONE DEAD, TWO WOUNDED. Over 100 Shots Fired During Row at Lancaster County Church. Lancaster, May 27.?John Peay is dead and George and Wash Laney are wounded, as the result of a general fight at Pleasant Plains, a negrc church in the Sapps Cross Roads section of the county Sunday afternoon. It is said that the trouble started at an ice cream supper Saturday night between Peay and the two Laneys and was renewed Sunday at the church. Over 100 shots were fired in tho maloo Sheriff Hunter left immediately for the scene and returned Monday night with George and Wash Laney, who were lodged in jail. Warrants have been issued for nine other negroes who participated in the shooting. OCCUPATIONS THAT CURE. Many Callings That Bring Health, Instead of Disease, to Workers. But few people are aware that there are occupations that bring health, just as there are others that bring disease in their train. There is, for instance, the coal tar occupation. Tar, with its strong, clean odor, acts as an antiseptic, and those who work in tar are immune to epidemic diseases. They are also .very robust. The feeble and anaemic, taking up this trade in its various forms?the making of dyes, the preparation of disinfectant?soon ^become strong. Steel workers also profit in health from their occupation. The molten steel gives off certain gases that have a beneficent effect on the lungs and nasal passages. Though subjected to extremes of heat, steel workers practically never get consumption or catarrh. Dairying is another healthful occupation. Jenner, of smallpox fame, discovered that dairymen never get smallpox. It is also true that they practically never get consumption. Bakers, if their bakeries are but clean and airy, follow a trade that fatten the veriest skeletons. Butchers are noted for their ruddy, robust build, they, like the bakers, seeming to absorb through their pores the nutriment they work in. Chocolate and cocoa makers in like manner are stout, healthy folk. It is well known that sealing wax making is good for consumption? that for incipient consumption it is, indeed, almost a certain cure. All sealing wax factories have on their waiting list a number of consumptives, anxious to try the occupational cure.?Chicago Record Herald. Romance of Swords. Countless legend and superstitions have attached to the sword since the days when fighting was the principal occupation or me. so nigniy was mc sword esteemed that Mohammed, in the Koran, declared it to be "the key to heaven and hell." The warrior or knight gave a name to his sword. He vowed at the altar never to draw it in a false cause. It was his companion and friend and descended from father to son for many generations. One sword, named "Brother of the Lightning," had a golden hilt inscribed with magic words. In times of peace these were said to be illegible, but before a battle "they glowed red as blood." It was believed, moreover, that a sword after long use acquired a life of its own. Many famous swords were said to utter cries before battle, and after a weapon had killed five score men it became blood hungry and leaped from its scabbard at the approach of a foe. Certain swords were said to refuse to give a wound in a bad cause. Among these was the brand Excalibur, which was given to King Arthur by a fairy and which Richard Coeur de Lion professed to own. The family of Conyers in England won their estates and have held them for centuries by virtue of their possession of an old falchion with which, tn trflHition. thev asserted that a knight, their ancestor, slew the famous dragon of Wantley. In the East superstitious reverence is still paid to the sword. The Daimios of Japan, when they voluntarily surrendered their rank kept, as a rule, the wonderful blades which had been handed down from generation to generation, in some cases for more than 1,000 years, and which had absorbed, as they believed, some of the character and life of the men that had owned them.?New York Times. officer harangued them for a few minutes, instilling enthusiasm into them, and then we went forward to the battle line and there we fought until darkness came and ended the battle. I spent the greater part of thp nifrht. hunting: about trying to find my regiment, and it was nearly morning when I discovered it. If I had not discovered this cavalry I would have run to the Atlantic coast."? Springfield Republican. The Clemson Agr ENROLLMENT OVER 800?VA i MILLION AND A THIRD?OVE Degree Courses: tu} gineering; Civil Engineering; 1 Engineering. Short Courses: yIT^I Weeks Winter Course in Cotto] Course for Farmers. A. Cost p?r session of i VsOSu heat, light, water, bo uniforms, $133.45. Tuition, if a cost per session for the one yea Four-Weeks course, all expenses, Scholarships and En) The College maintains 167 fou Scholarships, and 51 one-year A of Scholarships $100.00 per sessi who have attended Clemson Cc University, are not eligible for t no other eligible applicants.) Scholarships and Entrance I County Superintendent of Educal NEXT SESSION OPENS Write at Once to W. Clemson College, S. C., for Cata you delay, you ma SELLING A MILLION ACRES. 1 How One Man Sold Great Tract \>f Land in Six Months. 1 Andrew D. Davidson, better known ] in about 17 languages as "The Col- < onel." From the boots up to his head 1 he is not very far from the ground, ' but he gets into a Pullman sideways 1 ?a hroad gauge man whichever way you look at him. 1 Ten years ago the colonel, says a 1 writer in Business, was a banker hold writer in Business, was a banker Vinl^i'nrr n Vior/1 tt-nn titlo oe a cfrfinf ' a uai u *r uu uu m wv* right arm man in the commercial!! arena. Born on an Ontario busbj' farm, broadened in the Wisconsin j! pineries, disciplined on a Minnesota;.3 railroad, inspired by a successful? 1 demonstration of the agricultural j propensities of cut over timber lands,; 1 he went to Chicago to ferret out a'H big job. He didn't belong to the class which { sits in the stove corner waiting for ; opportunity to bruise its knuclee on j * the oak veneer. He opened the door j and went out after things. He looked j] around for something wrong to set to 1 rights and he found it. Chicago, the 1 primary market of the world's wealth, was neglecting a great big selling op- J portunity. Chicago was the centre of the most 1 active wealth producing area in the \ world, with only a little more than the bottom half of the circle under ' development. The colonel didn't stop to make criticisms; he was too much 1 i of a constructive genius for that. He started to set wrongs to rights. Other men before him should have 1 seen that empty sentiment and an ] imaginary line drawn across the con- ' tinent were all that separated the pri- 1 mary wheat market of the world from a vast and prolific source of supply. 1 But he wasn't strong on sentiment if it affected business, and he had his j own ideas about imaginary lines. j What the colonel did see was a many million acre tract of the richest wheat land in the world idling away its time because nobody had sense ] enough to make it work for a living, j He had found his big job. The colonel's idle rich acres lay on ; the Canadian side of the 49th paral- < lei?the Saskatchewan Valley, to be exact. The colonel didn't exactly discover the valley. It was a thousand or so miles long and a few hundred , wide?hardly a negligible quantity in the country's topography, but neglected nevertheless. And out of the other fellow's neglect, came Davidson's opportunity. It was a valley of vast potentialities, an era of almost i unlimited fertility, an empire lying < fallow without man or beast to liven 1 it. But the colonel soon changed all < that. The colonel's task was to overcome prejudice, dispel ignorance and i force quick action. He had to move thousands of men and millions of ] money from the comfortable homes and interest-producing channels yi i their own country to a new land and < new conditions. It was a big job, but I he did it. 1 Davidson tackled his job in a big way from the start. He created the ' first and one of the greatest landselling organizations that have can-1 vassed the United States. Every detail of his plan was the finished work of a master mind. He started the great American invasion of Canada. Here is the story of the record sale. It was early in June, 1902, that ( Col. Davidson found himself in con- . i trol of 1,500,000 acres of the Saskatchewan Valley. He had just returned i to Chicago from Toronto where he had completed his deal, when he met < at lunch with a half-dozen friends, all of them bankers. Davidson sug( gested that these men should go with i^tv, and see for themselves that the . land of the Saskatchewan Valley was good. Within an hour every man of the . party had accepted the invitation and other Chicago bankers were added to icultural College LLUE OF PROPERTY OVER A R 90 TEACHERS & OFFICERS ienltnre /spvpn courses'!. f!hem r; Mechanical and'Electrical EnTextile Industry; Architectural ?ar Course in Agriculture; TwoJourse in Textile Industry; Fouro. Grading; Four-Weeks Winter line months, including all fees, ard, laundry, and two complete ible to pay, $40.00 extra. Total ,r Agricultural Course, $117.55; , $10.00. trance Examinations: r-year Agricultural and Textile .gricultural Scholarships. Value on and Free Tuition. (Students >llege, or any other College or he Scholarships unless there are Examinations will be held by the tion on July 11th, at 9 a. m. SEPTEMBER 10, 1913 M. RIGGS, President log, Scholarship Blanks, etc. If y be crowded out. ?# 9 the list. A private car was engaged, and at the colonel's suggestion the bankers extended the invitation to *. * ' their correspondents in the country. The country bankers accepted to a man. The one car had expanded to \ sleven by the time the returns were all in, and the party, all bankers, left Chicago as promised on the 16th, in a special train of their own. un tne way tnev were joined Dy Pther bankers until the colonel's quests filled so many cars that the ^ train had to run from St. Paul t6 Winnipeg in three sections. It was the beginning of the American invasion. Five hundred bankers from all pver the middle western states in a special train of three sections, the quests of one man who was taking them to see a country he believed in! Nobody heard anything about buying land. The colonel was out to prove his contentions and hammer tiome his conviction that the biggest and best wheat-producing area on the S'orth American continent had hither;o been neglected. He knew these men were keen and appreciative judges of profitable opportunities if the oppor^ tunities were displayed to them plainly enough. The party spread out over the prairie and read the signs for themselves. Those country bankers knew land when they saw it. The city bankers promptly saw a great big opening. The land spoke for itself. Within two pr three days the excursion party* without the slightest solicitation, had pought nearly 200,000 acres. The Saskatchewan Valley was firmly fixed on the map of North America and Davidson's work was well begun. Within another six months 1,250,000 acres had been sold and the following summer saw thousands of settlers moving in and breaking for their first crop. MUST CAGE "BLIND TIGERS." Else Uncle Sam Won't Enlarge Barracks at Port Royal. ??? Washington May 27.?Plans to enlarge the naval detention barracks, at Port Royal, S. C., it is understood, will be abandoned unless the State authorities suppress the "blind tigers" on which the navy department has had complaint. Secretary Daniels holds it as useless to attempt reform work in behalf of the men, when, after leaving the reservation they "fall into the lowest kind of environments." Negro Lynched at Hogansville. Hogansvile, Ga.?Sam Owensby, the negro who Monday shot and killed Brooks Lane, a pro-minent young farmer, was taken from the Hogans- 1 nlle jail late Monday night and lynched by a mob of citizens. The negro was strung up to a tree near the jail and his body riddled with bullets. Lane was killed on his platation * " ^ 4>m/vhK1a tttl-f V? near FranKiin, ua. me uuuuic TTiWU .: the negro is said to have been the result of a discussion over the trading of a cow. 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