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VOLrrrr, SA rRL, rNAz FRIR ,s sTooR 1ir 8.1[Ox4s. VOL. 1.] EASLEY, SOUTH CARQLINA TRDY E~EMBER 5, 1884. N 8 gh aslee MJr',senger. IEuteted at the Postoftiee at Easley S. C., as Second Class Matter. J. R. IIAGOOD, Editor and Prop'r. TERMS OP SUBSCRIPTION. One rr, 4'i -.1 i-1 advtnce ...... $1.00 Six Inoiths ". 65 RATES OF ADVERT ISI N G. One'square (1 inch) 1 insertion......75e Enwh subseqient insertion............40e Liberal discount on contracts or by the column, half or quarter coluniii. Marr1i-iage notices free and solicited. OlAtiaries over 12 lines charged for. Correspondents, to insure attention, Imust give their full a1ddress. We are not responsible for the opin ois of our correspondents. All coInmmunications for the piper must be a(ddressed to the Editor; hiniess letters to the Publisher of the MESS~NGi ER, E sle, S. C. BILL ARP. The Philosopher Talks on Every Day Subjects. The crops are laid by, bUt there is no rest for thrifty farmerand it is a blessed thing that the thrifty farmer don't want any. A change of work is all the rest he wants. Some folks are constitutionally la zy and work only when they are oblimed to. and they are actually glad of anly excuse to stop. 1hey like to go to mill and they like to go to town, but they dolnt like to work. I know a farmer who is a good, clover man and behaves him self decently, but he loves to talk so well he can't work. le will talk about. the weather for half' an hour without Stopping. He ae('ll to my house the other day t) bor - row ai Spade and said that he was inl a powerful hurry t) get back. Without thinking of the conse (luences I just asked him if the storm damaqged his corni any., and that started him. ie tol mne about, sitorms and hurricanes from way back to his boyhood, and how aj man hung to a saplin h nd never got nary bruise, but th wind blew his breath away and didnl't give him time to draw an-1 other, and so he died for want of breathl, just like a cow (lies when She loses her eud. lie could n't work his bellows in suc awind. And he told of another stormr lew an old (ow head foremost against; ai poplar' tree andl stuck both her' horns in it so deep they couldent pull1 her Out by the tail, and hadI to saw her horns1 off and leave 'em in the tree and they are there now. Andc so he kept onl until I told hiim [ had to gor, for I wais in a hurry too. Tfhat mani has lost half his life talking. 'lt always scares me to see him coming. But there is p)lenlty to (10 be tween lay ing-by the crop and1 gath i ering time. August is the best month to ont winter's woodl. It will1 burn freer, and even the red oak that sometimes burns black and goes out, will burln well if cut down in August and seasoned awhile. I've got the boys cutting my winter's wood now and will haul it up and stack it. Two of the fire places want woo( two and ,, half feet long' and the others will only chamber two foot sticks, so I have the wood cut four feet and ive feet, and then we cut in two as we need it. Fifty cords will rn. us through a winter. Then there is the stove wood to get up. and that is a careful job for I nev er let my wife or the girls have any cause of complailt about wood or water in the lkitchen. The wood must be diry and split up fiIne an not too long. I saw up hiekory and ash with the cross cut and nf ter splitting it up )ut it away un der shelter, and I hauIil uip the chips from the woods to spriikle in. It is not much -trouble to prepare a fr'ug'al meal it everything is hau-: (lv. he boy s ('Itch the chickens and fix them all ready. I wont let fly womm folks do t hat. It is not a sight ly job. jnd nobody ought to have it to (M but Ini ggee's niobow, confounihd 'em. But. I be lieve in ilndepenAdnce. I like to see a f'amilv il(dependeit and self ieliant. I know faumilies who are.j always alarmed for fear their c00k will quit, a A they don't know where they will g)et anoth-r. And the young mari'ed olk' nIowadys are in the same fix about forw their halbies; well,)usigi hard work, I know-nursing a fretful chill is the hardest work I know of. I've had a hand in that busiless for thirty years and I wolidenit go through it again for a house full of' gold. MNV a night have I wal1ked tlte flooro in my long white garment, with a baby, singing '41 little ImIonotonous son, while I was so spy 1 cod harl ly walk Straigrh t. Mrs. Arp had done her share over and over and' when she hadI trie1 and tried tol quiet the little thing, anid worried over it, anl patted it and nrised 1 it on both sideCs, and~ aut last, in a fit of dlesperationI, straightened up and said. ''HeIre, Wil1liamin, takel your child.'" I al ways unde~lrtood her', and toolc her adlvice prlomfptly; she aulway s said "yourii child'' on such occasions, but whenever' I v'entured to puniish one of 'em she looked indignantan si "m child." She will let mewn 'ern someltimies. I am sorry f'or these young folks who have about t wo onu hand and arejust beginning to, get a fair taste of the consequences of comnubi alh bi ss. I sa w one thme other night trying to qutiet a little. two year-oldl alg1 after liog an~d patient efforts, 'he exclaimed in mnortaul agony; '"Oh ,please. Iso sa, doC Please ston~or om;n frm. thm Lord's sake." I was sorry for him, I was, but I couldent keel) from laughing to save my life, and I wanted to exclaim ; "Stand up to the rack my boy, fodder or no fod der, for its your child." There are inventions, but nursing children and raising them has to be done in the same old way, and happy are they who canl go through it with a philoso-phic smile. It is great bus iness of life anil Can't be dodged, and it has its coniforts and its re wards-rewards that are sweeterI and pure.r a.l rieher than any, for they come to man when he is o'd and needls them. Good children; who honor and love their parents, 2 re treasurVes t hat gold . cannot buy, an(l they imtke sweet aldi pleasant the Way that leads us to the grave. There i-i no prettier sight inl all iature th'an an aged couple who live inl h:tr-imony and! have their chiltiren and grandehild dr en around them to give them) coifor-t. Brn never wrote a ten derer verse than "Now ve mu1'ist totter down, John But Liamld inl )ald we'll go, Anid sleep toget her aicit the foot. John Anderson, my Joe.." Woman's rights and man's rights have nothing to do with such part-i ners. In fact. all hunian laws are deald letters to-. the g),ood. They dov1 not leed them. LaWs are Inade for the had. and the frail, and the envious, ani the jealous. I was thinkinfg about1 this the otIher dI in your' towi when 1 paid -I friend Iy vi sit to a good man-a coulrte olns gent leminIi-a waIy up ill the thirl Story where he kept his in - SiranceeW ofice, (o as to have quiet and time for work. Butl he can't dodge the ca lle rs and importuners even there. I never vi it himi but1 what somebody comes al wants something, for they know that he is genterous and he is kind. There was a stroig-n inded woiman there who iid come all the way from Chicagvo With a petition for 1'onians rights. She talked pathetically about Woiarn's insignificant condi tioni before the law. She declared that woman was a nonennity, a1 creature without a soul, an incor01 p~oreal thing, a slave, a serf a nothi ing, an 11s he ha (d pre~tprd a bill for the legislature to pass for' woman's relieft and( prIotection. She t :alked about n1onenhtity so much~i that thle colonel stoppled4 her foi a momaen and .said1, with emotion : "My good( womian, that may all be so up in Chicago, buit it is not so at my house--b no means. My ife is ani enltity-a1veritable livin(, movQY ing creatu re. She has all the rights she wants. and I have all I want. We are a mutual protection) socie ty. It is my right andl hap)py pri v ilege to keep my wife in money,and it is hers to '- 'pj tme ini a stte of Sweet humility and derofion. iRa ally, madam, we do not need vouir law, and you must excuse mc.', The strong-minded woman did not subside or wilt, but proceeded with her philanthropy with more vigor than ever, and her black eves flashed as she expatiated upon 'her own unfortunate alliance With a ) reacher who imposed upon her and had her put into the luiatie asylum. Finally the gallant col onel hinted that his time was prec. ioUS aId said he would take her pamphlet and refer it to his law yer, and if his lawyer said sign it he would sign it. rhei slhe turn cd her attention to me aiid askeI me to sign it and I sai-ld I was aWay from home and (didn' t live in the cointry and never signed such papers until I got Mrs. Arp's con - sent an( so I took a paiphliet to look at when she opened her grip sack and pulled out two hooks OI Vom1ianfl's rights anid N waited to sell them at $1.50 apiece. but we re spectfully declined. I dident want to be buying Chicago books from a Chicago woman without consult. ing Mrs. Arp about it, for Chica go is a bad place for such litera ture to coie from, and I was afraid that tle Iok might work upl) a divorce in my family. Last. ly, she asked us for a dime for ti pamphlets, "id we gave hera dimro and a blssn ll( the CololcI ill timated that if slie would ( depart those coasts she might find more congenClial victims. What a comfort it is that we have not got such voieni down South, lor such preachers to marry 'em. When I told her WC(lid not need such laws in Georgia, that our wives were all happ all( content e, and when they did not11 have laws enoiugl they made thcm at home, and wheni my wife wanted anyth ing she simply said , "Be it enacted" aid it was eiaicted strai ghtwayv anid torthiwit h 'The Woman looked astoiishedl and said. "It is not that waw where I came from.'' Maybe it aiit. As she seemed reluct-ant to go the beneficent colonel took an idea that she was tired and sick, and needled refr'eshment, and( so he r'ung~ a little bell and! ordered a punch for the philanthropic lady ; but she r'espectfiully declined by s: ying~ that she was b) no means old enloug h to fneed a stimul an t. She was smart, that woman was-:nd( as reasonably good looking as a Cli eagoY( woman can beC. She would m3ake a goodl wife for Johni Jenkins. who said, "'I want a wife old enough to have sense, and1( ugly enough to stay at home.'' She is going to take the war pathi any ho0w. Busl Any. *-T'herec is a factor'y iI Glreen Island, N. Y., wh~ere nice (cotlins