G THE WEEKLY LEDGER: GAFFKEY, S. C„ OCTOBER 24, 1895. SQUIRE RUFUS SANDERS. A Stirrinqf Document From tho Satro of Koclfy Crock. Dry II ii7iiot* an I IIoin *1 j l M » Ioh' pliy HleiMle i til fl»«* 011:11111 h \ » :i »— \ ri«*<4 lor liro n iif \V.i8 ‘i i * 9 (CopyrL'ht, 1S05.) The weaUi< r bit. w »s ‘‘j -st dimply ampbibiotts,” as Handy Stribblin vvt ro wont t(» say—p'M»pl» that u r< *t up S"on enou?b that, tnornin <(>uid si j o a Hj^bt sprinkle of fp'st on tbe fod l<*r stack— /?> you inou^bt tro *- down in the “"''Sy woods and look . < around and suo ^ ■ i ti.o hand paint- in of the 1 ndtan summer among tho trees, with all the colors you ever read of or heard tell a' oni from p dto te rry red to yal* ler buff—the wind was com in out. of tho north, cool and still' enuujrii to b • pleas ant—.and the s; a km sun had painted a royal bobtail flush on tho western sky— when i)iek Rose db d. !xv \ •*ltul Dick li low grounds. Hut yet still at the same time Du k ho was a fool. He didn't mean no particlar harm by that, and he couldn’t he p it. Ho was j. st naturally born without any brains to up ak of, but you raley couldn't bl .me him for that. The good Lord made I) ck Hose the same as me and you, and if lie give us a small smatterin of hrams and left Ihok out of the game at that pint, there ain't no body to blame. It n ver was give unto one man like Dick to whirl in and change the general pi ms of creation, and the good Lord don’t make no m s- takes. So then, Dick Hose was a good man—as good and as white and bravo md true as me and you. Hut D ck ho was the gonehyest fool in the settlement. He was built on a narrow foundation and scandlous short pegs. You could look a ! the man and tell that he never had eat n >‘soup with Solomon, as it were. If tho good Lord, in His houndb ss grace and mercy, had give Dick Hose a hamper basket full of brains the poor man wouldn’t of had no place to tote ’em. His head was but ■scarcely bigger than my list. You have took notice by now I r* ckon that a man most in generally always must tote his brains in his hat, and if his hat is too little bless giacious ho can't tote ’em in his pocket. And consequentially, Diek Hose he was a fool. Everybody lov d him in spite of that, whereas some p oplo would laugh and poke fun at 1 i n bo- cause he didn’t have as many brains .s the law allows. Naturally of course when they wanted to smite him under tho fifth rib, so to say, they smoto when he want lookm. For why? Well, whilst Dick Roso was atremen- dius big fool he never was a coward. He would light the devil in the big road with an army of banners, you under stand. Hu didn't have a lick of sense in a case like that. And as for me, when I have got anything to say in re gards to one of my friends and fellow- citizens 1 will say it to his face, or for ever benceforwaids wear a padlock on my lips. I wouldn’t say a word about Dick Hoso since he is do id an 1 gone that I haven’t said to his face whilst ho was still pi rusm around in the land of the livin. He was a good man, a bravo man and a white m m through and through, but he was dead sot in Ins ways and the blamdest fool—and more different sorts of a fool—that ever lived his day out anywheres in forty miles of Rocky Creek. ••DiBVrent Soi ls of a Fool." In politics and religion, in love and courtin—and in all the relationim-nts of life—Dick Hose he was a fool. He was a Baptist, “tooth and toe nail,” as Aunt Nancy Newton would put it in her flint-and-sleel wiy, and he haled tin* very ground that a Methodist walked on. He didn’t blow in no precious time nor waste any love to speak of on any thing hut a Hiptist. To hear him tell It everything else was vanity and \ \u tion. But h« j si naturally lou.dn’t, stand the name of a Meiliodis:. He never was known to darken the door of a Methodist church, and if his on n peo ple got the Metln d st circuit rider to come by and give tiicm a sermont on an off Sunday, D.ck he remained at houj" or stayed away. No doubts the nastiest and most bloodiest fight that ever come to pasi* in all these regions was helwe< n D os Rose and a red-head‘d Methodist preacher by the naineof Fur son iVpper- mont. They met up together one mornin over in ihe Siribhl n lane, and after argiD in con^idoi ablo tone.lilt the great question of religion they de mounted and i/ot down and went at it. So there they fi and louglit, and fought sod fit till tticre was blood and huir and the ground tore up as from a b ar Pght. D ck he never would giv.* out the facts as to who lining on the fight, or who got the worst of it. ini neither would the preacher. But it stood to reftson with everybody that they had went through a red i ot, rough and tum ble religious dlsci*ssion r.ghi therein the big road. And from meir g nei*l appennm nts for ihiee week- ft'*r that I r ckon on< must < t got t red and quit •Ml tfce etMSff *»• mvus.i was ^«m«1 Hi Al» I'-siho:) i’ pperment was a Mchodi^t pn*a her with a red bed and a freckly lac •. To .e c rtainly he wo Id fight. And us 1 said before, Dick Hose ho wa- to. out the onlyist chance he ever had of m . ' vi . 1.imself off to a good woman bee,i’ ,i te was a fool. In his young days Di k fell heels ov r app -tite in love witu \1 'ss Cal lie Gr •on, wh.ch she was r go. u. -in u t, stirrin woman. But slie had been horned and lining up in the Metuodist Church and she w >s a Methodist all the way. She would go to a!! th" big M tliodist meetins. Some- timi s she got happy and sometim* s she shout' d. She thong it a power of Dick, and she was plum will n to mix clothes with him, you understand, and chango her name to Rise. But she wouldn’t quit tie* Methodist Church and call her self a Biptist. So finally at last when the time come, and the weddin supper was on tite table, and the preacher was there, the bridegroom which they looked for n v r came. D k bad took out at the cb ventb hour a t l quit. And that's w hat makes m • say Di k Hue bo was a tool. j in Now in terards to the gr *at g'imo of Atm-rican politics, me and lick Hose w» never could work an l puli together in double harness. II" w.-ntoiie way and me tlm ottior. And conseqiientially it would come to pass right fr-qitent— particlar along in election times—mat he would fly up and get fouinin mad with me. 1 always maintained that i was on the rignt side, yot at tne same time I could see how the other fellow (nought m iybe come around right o icst in a whiie. But D ck ho always stuck to it that he was dead rignt, and the ot:n r fellow was hound t > he d ad wrong. Aucordin to my doxology there is somethin had the matter with a man when religion will make him cry and politics makes him mad. .So there you are. Dick Rose ho w r as a fool. I recollect the same as if it was ye,st rduy, the last time me ami Di k got mixed up together iu a |»litical Ci'iif 'b ilation. He got furious mad and want d to fight, hut I held him oil and talkid to him—talked to him like ho was folks. “It would he a whole lot better, D'ck • —b tier for me and you, better for tho setlieim nt and better for th * country — if wo could alwavs tmll together in pol itics,” >a.ys I. ‘Honest to God. 1 wish it was so wo could. ! ' u w i'.iin to split the d fferenco witli you and meet you half wa>, if you will only hut say tho word. But if you arc so J -ad sot in your way lill you can't turn to the right hand nor to the left, we have now come up to th'* forks of the road touchtn the question of politics. You must go your way whilst I go mine, for thus it was written down. But we must try and remember, Dick, that we are b »t!i grown and free and white. By-md-by I hope ; and trust that we will come togeth r : oncst moro at tho Cross Hoads. In tho ' maim.me, Di' It, if you need a neighbor j and a friend don’t forget the road that loads to my house. And in ease of a , pinch I would ruliier c ill on you than j any man in the settlement ext*' ptm i Blev Scroggins and Andy Lucas. For 1 j know good and w 11, Dick, that if tho i time ever comes when men should hold | the good name and honor an 1 glory of ; their country and their people high'r j than anybody's politics, we will strike ! bands and touch elbows and both be in the light.’’ I didn’t give that little song and dance to Dick in o d rment to rub the | hair down smooth the right way. I ^ i didn't have to do that. But evn if D ele I Hose was a fool, I brought him to his ; senses that day. There was a whole . tremendius higlotof good in that man, but It seems to me as if he was cut and made for one particlar place. He was the best and most handyest man 1 ever saw m a bad case of sickness. If I w s , flat of my back today, with a long and | terrible spell of sickness ahead, and Dick R 8 • could come forth oncst moro i in tho th sh, I would ruthcr have him with mo than any man in th" world. ; Yes, by grac ous, I would ruther have I him than anybody in the worldexceptin Mother :.ul Aunt Nancy Newton. 1 remember oncst upon a time when old man Bunk Weatherford took down s ck abed with the slow fever andevery- body thought it was th" lust rattle out of tho box for him. Now old man Bunk was a shoutin Methodist and a suortin Democrat, whereas Dick Hose thought he was the meanest man in the whole discovered world. But when tho news went out that the old man was sick abed, and may ho sick unto death, it want more than two hours before Dick rid up and turned his mule in the lot. Tnen ho took his place by old man Biiiii.'m bed, and there he stuck and stayed, by day and by night, for three weeks. H** could tell better than half of the duel' r< whallodo, uudhoknowed better than anybody else how to do it. Soon as ever* 11 man Bunk passed over tho danger 1 ne Dick got on his mule and went back borne. Mind vou, now, he hadn't spoke to old man B ink before in two years, and I don't know for certain that he "V'T -poke to him after that. But ut any rates, in his place, and in bis own ‘d ime fool way, Di> k Rose was a good and us> ful man, *'• i..iiMv, Mint lire.■ lint! Friends." Dick Rose h dead and gone now, and I r ckon no is happy, if in ease he d dn't tnei i up with no siodn Meihodruts over there on th • oliie r si 1<*. But whilst Di<-k *a« a fool ho want th> oiiiyeat fool m thin wide and wicked worm God Annigmy made him, as wo found him. And if th good Lord give me and y ii a llttlo hit more brains than 1I< g I > It Hose and some other p o- pie a < u, lit lo give thanks and blamo nohm'> If we have got Hi*- foundation to si. nd di and tin* maii'riuls to work wiii hit rainy seems