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. . r is wild «m «)t«n4kd VT T ~ w ' » ✓ + * AND STANDABD. WALTBBMO, 8. C. Vv f'&gutft. "ww page tiro, n HAT DAT OXATKUr BT Hoft H P. NOWBU. a&IVBD TO LAME AUMENGE The following is tbs address delivered by M. P. Howell, Esq., at the May festival and tourna- •M bltdlr a—eilva a sSene more stfHdnc yet more appalling thbn tbs grim magnifi- eence of a feudal ensile. Nestled' 1 the bleak and lonely crags of a lofty promontory, overlook ing the raging billows of a troub led ocean, it stands’ the stern and awful representative of a warlike age As we gaxe upon the ruins of this mighty stronghold, surrounded by walls wbieh love and ambition alone could seals, and gilded l>y the last parting smile of the setting sun our fancy, Who oT us does not experience a tks watch-word of all that, is wefthy and true. and gentleness of ma ner thft eRgant drapery of olden 'times, will ever robe our social life and liberality of sentiment • d ever distinguish the gentle man as in the days of yore it was wont to distinguish the Knight. The hurasn heart will ever bur with hatred against* treachery and the secret meditations of re venge, while the spirit of noble achievement true heroiam will ever be reverenced and revered. mt held here Wednesday, May 10. Mr. Howell maintained bis reputetioq as an eloquent speak er and was warmly congratulated over his splendid effort. The address follows: “1 must confess, my friejids, that 1 am somewhat at s loss to know exactly what is expected of me today. I. am spoken of in the official program as the “Orator of the day.” I want to disabus your minds in the outset of any erroneous itnpresHioiiH you may have gathered from that high- aounding title. 1 lay no preten- tions to oratory. Besides this, I . have always found it s difficult I** 1 ® Knights dress their spears leaping, leaping the ehaam of in tervening years, goes out to the gallant heroes who dwelt within —the Noble Knight of yore. * We behold him first at the tou nament defending the beauty of his Lady-love. With the sound of clarion and trumpet he stands before us clad in full armor. The bridle of his gaily caparisoned steed is held by the mistress of his heart and as she leads him amidst the material strains of minstrelsy to the tournament, the bridle becomes a chain of love. The lists are decorated with all the splendor of the age, while the encircling galUrics are thronged with proud and joyous spectators At the trumpet note of the heral thrill of emotion aa he reads the message of the gallant Nelson flashing across the waters at Tra falgar: “England expects every man to do his duty’'. Who of us does not stand with uncovered head in the presence of the Con federate soldier. When time has measured of:' v thousand years the world w»l! not forget the MUfferng nnd the sacrifices of the brave men who fought i<ir freedoms ca»'fce The tonfeici- ate \ •• live as Uu:i» a. there ,'s i, fen to transcribe tn« <r deeds of r.*»iy and living hi treasure the proud and t. u der memories of the past. Eve Confederate <.>nib sfone “tells a RAVENEL NEWS- Rave el. May 17.—Special: Mr. and Mrs. Schuckin visited Charles ton last week. task to speak at all on a purely abstract sublet'* ,, '»*«re is a vast difference in trying to address a jury in the court room and attempting to entertain an au dience of this kind on a sub ject which is vitally interrating »w uobouy. i had hoped when 1 first heard that this duty would devolve on me that I would be remitted to select my own sub ject and talk •«Uont anything I pleased. In,that case I might have selected some topic of vital interest which would have com manded attention independent of my manner of handling it. How ever, when 1 received tot^nal not fication from the president of the Civic league, 1 found that my sub tee hr hec,** selected for me. Nothing, therefore, remains for roe to do but to handle that sub ject as best 1 can, hit or miss. 1 was asked to speak on the history of tournaments and to dwell partinilariy on the charac teristics of that beautiful age whan Knighthood was in flower. That is a difficult subject for one who has no time now to study history and who has forgot ten all the history he once knew. To one, however, who can spare tha Una from nia daily labors there can ha no mora interesting occupation than tha study of hu man history. No department of laarning is more inatrucuve nor fraught with more genuine inaptra- ation tk£u that which reflects th life of past ages. Through the Instrumentality of history there is breathed into the dead pant th breath of life, and we aer enabl ed to gaze from the vantage ground of the present upon the problem* that Lave agitated the rouj-se of human destiny, and to contemulate the manner of their mlution In the mirorr of his tory are reflected alike the mis take* fetid errors and the strength ‘i".!' and virtue and wisdom of the 1,1 1 past. Mich being the high prerogu- ti\ e of the tj-caent, it should be the legitimate endeavor of man u» tne*»i p.irate in the life and his tory or each successive age all oi the -."tues that have embellish ed th«- rt-« ords of the past. Each age ahouiu contain all of the atreugth oi | ct ceding tim- with none of iU frailty. And yet we o leu hear it said that th present it. an age of degeneration. Wf are frequently [minted to w nc golden chapter in the his tory of the past as a model for present. 1 have* no sympathy with such doctrine. I believe that the to rest. From the galleries rises the soul-stiring cry: “On vallian: Knights, fair eye* behold you” And at every noble aehievemeut the minstrels echo in the loudest notes of their material niusie “Honor to the sons of the brave’ Leaving this scene of gaiety and pomp we next behold the riuvnlroits i.n ght, u lonely (’ru sader in the land of Palestine, battling against the defenders of the Crescent fur the recovery of the Holy Sepulchre. Yfe see him aw he paces slowly along the san dy deserts of Syria. Tpon thia scene of desolation the sun shines with almost intolerable splendor, and all Jiving nature seems to have liidaen itself from the rays save the solitary figure w-ho beat upon his breast the design of the Red Cross. A heavy coat of linked mail, plated gauntlets, steel breast plate, massive broad sword and barred helmet of steel render the rider peculiarly unfit s^for a* traveler in auch a country. Amid all the vieisaitudes 'and hardships of the desert the gsl- Isnt Knight struggles on toward the accomplishment of his ambi tious task. In the faee of every obstacle*he fights his way to the very gates of the Holy City, wsn ders for two years a solitary pif- griru in the land of Palestine and then, rich with temporal fame and Spiritual privileges turns to wards his native heath to claim his richest reward »t the feet of his patient Itldy-love. Such was the radiance am. splendor of this magnificent age. Such wa* the character of the Knight of yore—valliant, noble- minded and true. We ean but ad mire him as he kneels at the feet of beauty and, placing his awonU [mint on 'he gospel sweat to defend truth to the uttermoKt. Hut alas, the inwtitution of chivalry was destined to decay. now- remains are the mouldering ruins of the dismautl ed castle, retaining naught of its former grandeur save the dar and solemn recollections of a glo ious past, azul long silent crimes to lie awakened no more by the sound of niusie and revelry. No more do we hear the clank of armor and the clash of sword. No more do we hear the herald's trumpet clang summoning the Knights to achievement. “Shielda «ud swords cob-webbed and rua- ty, not a helm affords a spark of lustre, which were wont to give light to the world and make the nation live.” But though the institution of Mrs. J. W. At derpon visited the story tw ichiu^ a* a loldiers ‘u*i j City by the Sea last week, tear upon the white bosom of lis | Mrs E A> Chinr.is has been quite ’n "hood » bride t. mler as l.vs , j,, but we ^ lmd ^ know thju sht last farewell . he Lonfcdcrau 1 soldi* r w ill . he n« t be forgot. world and mankind today are bet'»■ dead, yet the ter than at any previoua time. To prove that this is tme. let us take aa the type of the paat that golden enoch of human his- V ry ‘ when Knighthood was in Flower”, and compare its vir tues with tliot** of the present. Let us discover the element* that served to make it shine, Ind find whether those elements are Wi sent from our twentieth een- tuev < irilizat’on C old we bid 'he wheel* of pro gress cesrt their onward motion and tarn a>rain to th) thirteenth century, we would behold the or der of Kniehthood in all bs r* diant splendor; we would stand in the presence of the (loldeiyAg of Chivalry, the very Minrrmie o modern history, w-hpde castellated grandeur and fliprfiing of splendi enthusiasm now/linger ou thef h«fr izon like a belt/of golden cloud*. Aa we pause jin this fanciful realm and lislen to the magic atrains of tha minstrel's tender lay, all the beauties of a picture* q*ic bndsesne. of 'gay eafutriaons and knightly gallantry throng exalted and purpose, the high nobln principle w-ith which it wjm animated, can never die. Through the unnumbered years of the fu ture they Will remain the basis of all that is purest and beat. As I said in the beginning, we are ofttiine* confronted with the sophiatory that our age of twen tieth century civilization^ is our of sordid materialism. We are taught to believe that the glor- ik fin** of Chivalrie sentiment been alniOMt quenched in a seething sea of commercialism. But our moral natures can never hi* convinced that the largest measures of knowledge is un favorable to noblest type* of ex cellence. or that the richest vir tues wilt in the brightest civiliz ation If in anv way the onward march of prorres* see ms to aid the giant aelfiahnem of the hu man heart, it is by shedding all ■»round a halo, in which the dark shadow looms up definite and un mistakahle. Aa b olden tiro#* the Knight “While fame iu*r iccord keeps Or glory i.miuiJs the hallowed spot Where vr * r pio:;dly sleeps". The Chivalry of our time is not in the nature of the arena nor tl 4 drapery of the performer, bm wberever there has been called out that which iij noblest, most heroic in man. We can but puiiKi* in aduiiialion oof the mod ern man of science, who forget ful of *elf, and conscious only of a sublime sense of duty, suffers every deprivation in sublime devotion to simple truth. Think at how many solitary [.•oatg of duty, under the attn- tions of hard fortune, the chill of neglect and the harshness of scorn, the patient hand does its work, the sweet nature distills its iove, the brave soul clings with sublime loyalty to principles. Rink of the brave men and wo men who today are separated fro the tender ties of home, working in the darkness of heathen lands, battling under the self-same flag, dying for the self-same cause for which the mailed (’niaader foug!|| cf yore. Let ua not pronounce -the age that contains such men and women as these one of *ordid materialism. « Never before in the history of the world has there been such a profound conviction of the es sential unity of the human race. Show us the weak and palsied f< m of a poor old beggar. “So helpleHS in appearance, that for him The 'Sauntering horseman throws not with a slick And careless hand his aim up on the ground But stops, that he may softly lodge the coin Within the old Man's hat.’’ Showlis the poor heathen moth or as she lays down her child in the woods, folds the little palms together snd kisses the dumb lips that will never prattle more—m such a spectacle there springs in the human heart that transmutes all eahts and diiftinctions and strike* straight int6 ’ humanity with that one touch . which makes the world akin. But there is another supreme aud glorius sentiment handed down from the golden age of chivalry which I would not paxa unnoticed. A sentiment which still forms the basis of all that is purest and best, a aentimdnt with out which the glorious light of twentieth century civilization would forever fade—that of love and reverence for woman. To tl 1 ancient Knight woman was the symbol of purity and truth. Her mild and gentle influence sustain ed through every hardship 1 - and peril, and her love waathe crown mg grace. So it shall ever he. Fifty years ago, as the (’onfeder- nte soldier was the utrong right arm, the m«?hty body of the Southern Confederacy, so the Confederate woman was its soul. The Maid who binds her war rior’s sash. And. smiling, all her pain dissem bles. The while, beneath her drooping lash One starry tear-drop hangs and trembles— Though heaven alone records the tear. And fame *ha|| never know her story, Her heart has shed a drop as dear, is improving. Mrs. F. A. Varal'a has opmed up an ice cream parlor. Mrs W. P. Harrod and M ss Mary Grimshaw of Charleston, were the guests of Mrs. M. E. Rowell last week. Jo* Catch visited Jscksonboro Saturday and Sunday'. C. E. Rowell has returned to his work at Jo m’s Island, after a week's vacation at his home. There was a fis i fry at Jackson- boro recently, which was enjoyed by those who attended. Among those oresent from here were Mis. Feri- T> bee, Mrs. J. W. Anderson. Mrs Catch and daughter, Miss Ruby. Joe Gatch, Miss .Amber Rowell and H. B. Anderson. MiasE. 1 Lord is now teaching s private sahool here. Mrs. L. W. Messervey has return ed home after a pi asant stay at Cottageville. A School Girl. Mawunu CM A » LK ftTOft. 5 1 WAftBLS AND ONANtTK WORKS snd Send For Prices, V. Beadi reprw—Ib w * TaUrraerB Bst»Mtefce4 In 1794 ^ Oldest Firm tz> America 0> Ai WALKEN • TIE mUI MIAIEIT TfUtllMBK evfr deweOtfca field of glory. ( an today, and forever more la tha sooree of all that i unselfifh in the spirit and the life of man. There is no aspiration, no achievement, no high and honoarhJe ambition which does not find its inspira tion in woman ’a love. From it up apnnga a!i ihe purity, all the hope all the courage with which we fight the battles of life. Ma[y we of this beautiful South which aomeon^ haa called ”the land of fruit and. flowers and the fields of wheat wave back their batiers of gold where the grape vine staggers from tiyee to tree as if drunk with the wine of its own purple clusters; where the peach and plum and every kind of berry bend bough and bush and glow like showered drop* of rubies skid of pearls”—may we never cease to worship at the shrine of woman, the uncrowned Queens of the south, who, “since the days of old have kept the lamp of chivalry- alight in hearts of gold.'* Mt ,/ We know of no other medicine which has been so suc cessful in relieving the suffering of women, or secured so many genuine testimonials as has Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. » In almost every community you will find women who have been restored to health by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg etable Compound. Almost every woman you meet has either been benefited by it, or knows some one who has. In the Pinkham Laboratory at Lynn, Mass., are files con taining over one million one hundred thousand letters from women seeking health, in which many openly state over their own signatures that they have regained their health by taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has saved many women from suigical operations. L^dia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound is made ex clusively from roots and herbs, and is perfectly harmless. The reason why it is so successful is because it contains ingredients which act directly upon the female organism, restoring it to healthy and normal activity. * Thousands of unsolicited and genuine testimonials such as the following prove the efficiency of this simple remedy. Colon a, Wisconsin. — “For three years I was troubled with female weakness, irregularities, backache and bearing down pains. I saw an ad vertisement of Lydia K. Plnkbam's Vegetable Compound and decided to try it. After [several bottles I found it was helping me. and I must say that I am perfectly well now and ean net thank yon enough for what Lydia E. Pink ham’s Vegetable Compound has done fer me.** — Mrs. John Wentland, R. F. XL, No. 3, Box 00. Coloma, Wisconsin. Women who are suffering from those dis tressing ills peculiar to their sex should not lose sight of •these facts or doubt the abilP '' ” ” etable Compound to restore ity of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg- their health. rrrr But Nights in May 1 he weather is now hot enough to require cool evening drinks. We are open every night— Our drinks are cold. Fans running all the time. You will find this a pleasant place to spend an hour. Fancy Groceries, Fruits, Candies, c? f Fresh Crackers, - Dry Goods ' Shoes Hats C L Fishburne N'-rto* !• ,b**PSb!» given 'bat 1 (crMu. UMfcr priiahy of Iko low, aay ! mg tg BUM* «D r *0 «y term la Brostoa tovMoip at bmutMm X ftmie. P X. Thomss. Rafla, 8 C., Jam 1.1*10. if* A. WiSSYEKBHBG, Jewelry Store. Main Street, Next Door to New Postoffice. WALTBKBOMO, ft. O.