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JS ■ y / THE WEEKLY LEUOER: GAFFNEY, 8. C., NOVEMBER 28, 189S. » Buy your Christmas Goods until you see mine and I’ll save you money on them as I bought L them in New York [Headquarters] while there and got Extra Low Prices on them. Wait till Christmas Eve to buy your goods of this kind, as everything will be busy and rush- UUI1 L jng and you can’t get a selection. Last but not least, Forget that 1 will have the largest and nicest assortment of Candies, Nuts and Fruits to be LMJII L obtained in the city for my Christmas trade. Hoping you may profit by these don’ts, 1 am yours for Business, SQUIRE RUFUS SANDERS Discusses the Great Game of American Politics. Btev Seroirff’iii Wnltlu for tli* Cat to Jamp. Strapplu l>elrif»ie« i ike i ueket Kiiitm. Mow They rlayed the Gama la “Them Good Oid Day*." (Copyright, 1895.) You have heard people talk about them Rood old times that use to be, when evorythinR and everybody was honest—when they didn't have nothin but straight goods in politics, and a man could go out and pick up a good fnt office without takin on a Waterbury movement and h u m m l n and huHtlin for it. Maybe so, may be. But I reckon as how that must of been somewheres way back down the dim and dusty lanes of the past before my day and genera? tion. As far back as I can now remem ber, and so far back as the family records run, American politics have always been American politics. And in these pres ent times if a man hunkers down and waits for the people to come forth and run him down and rope him into office he Is more than probable to git barred out as a short hor>o and left at the hitchin post. When the Slate Was Matte. Uid you ever bear tell of how Blev Scroggins win a great race in a dost finish and got to be high sheriff of the county? If you never did you ought to know, cause that was way hack there in them good old days what you read about, when they say everybody toted fair and square with everybody, and American politics was as honest as American sunshine. When the campaign opened un that year there was only two candidates in the field for sheriff—Sam N 'tiles and Andy Lucas—and I was for r,ue«- tlM the. cows aome home and the evenin stars sung together. Both of them was good men, you understand—daylight Democrats and game to the bone—and it was pull Dick, pull d'vil as to which was which and who was who. They fought over every in h of the ground and had the fight and the fun all ibeir own way clean up till the convention met to make up a ticket and pm it to the old flag. About ten days before the convention was to meet Blev Scrog,' ns come over to my house one n ghi and give it out to me that be had a little scheme which the same be wanted to lay down for my consideration. We could talk it over between ourselves, be said, and if I thought the trick would win it was a go. So after supper we wontout to the hors# lot and had a long private confabula tion. “Rufe Sanders," says Blev, comla right on down to rock bottom at oncst, “I am goin to bo the next high sheriff of this county. I reckon maybe you hadn’t thought about it before, but it is in the cards jest that away, and if you will go in kersnooks with me, and vm play the game dost and steady we can cut the pot and swipe the winnins." "But you ain’t out bi-fore the people as a candidate, Blev," says I, "and the convention is comin off next week. How can you win when you ain’t entered for the race and nobody don’t know you are goin on the track? It raloy looks to me like as if Sam Nellies and Andy Lucas have g it the go and several leaps ahead of you." "Don’t be givln yourself any worri- ment about them little things. Rufn,” says Blev. "\ou are plum right about Sam and Andy bavin the go on me in the start, but where the race is wide open and free for all, with straight beats, best two out of three, it maybo mougbteome to pass somehow or some how else that the hindmost horse could sweep the field and swing down under the wire first. I have been plannin end schemin and tlunkin this thing wbilet you and Sam Net les and Andy Lucae was all sleepin the sleep of th“ unjuat, and the general opinion around Rocky Creek is to the extent that whensomever a man lakes down h s old musket and starts out to shoot Blev Scroggins for a fool he is jest simply yelpin on the wrong trail. I have done been and fixed up a slate to run In on the county convention, and Rufe, let me tell you, If the bamestr ng bolds, and the breeebin don’t break and the traces don’t fly up, I am goin to pull it through like a daisy in the spring. And if the slate goes through without a smaahnp it will stand about ms follows: "Blor Kcroggms for sheriff. "Andy Lucas for first deputy. "Imb #«ttlM tor moo«4 tdsMr “Simeon Collins lor county judge. "Bud Newton for tax collector. "John Andrew Milligan for tax as sessor. "Will Tom Pickens for county clerk. "Rufus Sanders for county commis sioner.” ‘•-ettin Up ihe reg*." lu the main time I reckon my eyes must of got bigger and bigger as Blev went on g vin out the slat", cause there want a single randidiito in the whole lotexceptin Andy Lucas nl Sam Net tles, and they was both down for depu ties under the sheriff. But Bb v lowed it didn’t make a blame bit of difference with him whether ih'-y was all candi dates or not. 11>- kno\v< d "mest bella- tious" well that ilo-.v would take the offices if it was only fixed up so they would come their w.»v. "This is the way we will have to play the game, Rufe," says Blev, "and If you pull in with mo all the cards in the pack can’t beat it. Me and you can have things our own way right ht ro in Pocky Creek, and we ran make turn ca> jump any way that moeghi suit us h‘'t. Now the thing for n e 1 you is to stand shoulder to should r and lix up a 1st of delegates u i.i' U we ran ban lie like so many sticks. It is now tin- busv time of ye; r, and with bully W'-aib r for farm woik some of the delo;:ttes that don’t take much sto; k in tl.e treat gam - of politics nohow u II want to stay at home. In i at use they can stay and keep tii" h r i . oik movin on, but their vot» s w il o .m d our way all tin-same. Well, the U> cky Creek deleg.it on will go up solid for Blev Scroggins for anythin' lie wants from constable to presideni, and we can throw them around in the convention, first to one man and i Io n another, so as to block the gam • and keep up the con- fusi'Miment till they ail git sick and tired, and then iho cards will run to us like a shot. When dually at last the break comes me and you and the other members of the slsito wi 1 hob up like so many cork stoppers and come out on top, swituimn witiio.l gourds. Talk about your full burU and your ten strikes, but won’t t <at be bully poli tics?” "It is a fin'- game, Kiev," says I, "pro- vidin wo can h mdle tdm documents so as to make it come out like you say." "Don’t put in so infernal many ifs and amis." says "Bb v. "or you mougbt jar my band before tin- game op ns up. ft will work. Rufe, it will if we butonly cut the cards and pull the strings steady. I know you are for Lucas, but you can jest simply sing that tune low from now on t Jl the conv-nt on meets, and then you can flop to Scroggins and shake the earth, as it wre. In a reglar scrub race w couldn’t pi iy the game this way, but in oid rumnt to beat tbe common en-my and have some honest politics we an- tryin on tbe convention plan this year. You must stay and re main around here and bring Rocky Creek around all rijln. I will give it out that I have left the lh-ld in favor of you, and then any thing you say will go down with the boys. Now as for me, I will bruise around keerless and ondif- ferent lik - in the other heats and lot it leak out that in cusc of a deadlock I mougbt maybe come in as a dark horse for the sake of peace and harmony and tho anonymous success of our grand old P»rty." I.lke Nw^ppln rocrfei Knlvet. Well, mo and Blev then went on with the plans and sp» c fleations which he btd laid down, and hetueen us w«* went up to tbe convention with a delegation which wo could handle like a crowd of boysswappin pocket kniv<-s. Bb-v had put his band into the g nne and shut me out oncst with old man Jeems W. Stag gers in a race for county coroner. But now the past was past. We bad smoked the pipe of pea< • and bur ed our little hatchet, blade down, and oncst more Blev Scroggins h id Rocky Creek Beat in his vest pocket. As soon as we got to the convention Andy Lucas come around to the Rocky Creek hoys and says to me, says he: "Well, Rufe, old boy. how do w<* stand on the question of high sheriff?” "Solid for Blev Sro/giui," says (. "But Blev aint in the race," gays Andy.” "1 know that, Andy." says I, "but we can enter him upon the mi llowin of oc ean,© i, as it were." "Well, who are you for for county judge?" says he. "Blev Scroggins forever,” says I. “How do you stand for collector?" ■ays be. "Like one man for Scroggins,” says I. "Who is your man for assessor?" says be. "All one way for Scrogg ns," says I. "Who will git Rocky Cr> uk for county clerk?" says bn. *«•' XSwm. »»• • iu vyp, "ins, ’ says!. "Who is your man for governor of ibis great Stale?" says in-. "A naan by the name of Scrogglni tom JUakj Creek,"says L j "Well, by all tne devils at oncst," says Andy, "who is tob the next presi dent of the United States?" "Bb-v Scroggins like a deer in a walk," says I. And right at that time I do believe that Andy Lucas was about tbe mad dest white man I bid ever saw, but he didn't lose his bead and git one-sided for a fight on tbe spot. But durin all this time Blev Scroggins he was mixin around amongst the vari ous delegates and tradin on Rocky Creek from the big bouse to the kit hen. Ho made some sort of a deal with every candidate in tbe field, givin one vote for throe, and then trad- d the home dele gation straight and solid to all the men on the slab?. Old man Simeon Collins and Bud Newton and Andrew Milligan and Will Tom Pickens had all < ome m with delegations which they could round up any way they wanted to. So when finally at lust the convention romo to gether the old hen was on, and tbe gen eral appearments to a mm on t h<* ground floor was that she would lay a S iroggins egg beforo tho sun went down behind the western bills. T)liig the Double How Knot. To start out with tho convention put on the two-thirds rule, and ti tho gen eral surprise of tbe main c rowd old man Collins went through for county judge like be was shot out of a cannon. Tho other candidate for judge was old man Jerry Turner, and a better man never breathed tbe breath of life than him. But ho had been takin things easy and sleepin on bis rights. He didn’t have no opposition so far as lie knowed and everybody bad said they was for him. He didn’t come in that day till after tho convention met. thinkin all ho would have to do was to make a rmgin speech and thank tho convention for die high honors which they had heape I upon him. And when the cat jumped the other way old man Jerry looked a man that had answered beforo he was calle-l. Ho mounted his nag and rid off towards home, and from that tune bcncelor- wardstohis dyin day he never pulled another card or played another hand in polities. But when the convention come down to the qu-stion of shcr.ff Blev ho went in for makin a deadlock. He throwed Rocky Cre*-k, single shot, first to Sam Nettles and then to Andy Lucas, and got it back in seven scatterin votes from the other Slate Ih-ats. As between Sam and Andy the game stood about six with one and one-half a dozen with tbe other before tho convention, and by the third ballot Blev bad the thing tied into a double and twisted bow-knot. Then ho set right down an I holt his little hand steady, knowin full und well that be could draw and fill it out when things got good ripe and ready for a stampede. H» had started in with Rocky Creek solid, and old ma'n Collins, after ho was shot through for county judge, took and (browed the delegates from Bark Log Beat in a bunch to the Scroggins column That was in tbe bargain, and he knowed that if a man made a deal with Blev Scroggins and then didn’t deliver tho goods bo would be takin bis life in bis own hands, with a]l the odds on the other side. So yon can see Wherein Blev belt a hand that would do to draw to. Tho knot was tied hard and fast Tuero want but the one man on the floor of that convention that could out it, and his name was Scroggins. -‘Wnltlu For tti« « at to Jump." So the game went on in that shape for somethin better than fifty ballots, and there want no change exc-ptin when Blev waived bis hand at the boys and throwed a few votes to Lucas or to Nettles, runnin one up and droppin the other down only to make them mad and restless and nervious. As tho time went on var.ous and sundry delegates made a move to adjourn the convention, but Blev would shake his head at the boys, and there he set, Presently I got scandlous tired and dry and bongry mys If, unds i I went around and told him to lot’s adjourn the blame thing long enough fur the d le gates to git a bite to eat and change their breath anyhow. But liiev said no. "If you want to jump this gam*-, Rufe Sn.dcrs, you can do it," sa.vs lie, "and tnen you will see how nice an 1 qiiD'k I can smash off the tail end of that s ate. Tbe onlyest way to win tins light is to keep cool ..nd be easy till starve and sweat the wnole con i-rn down to where we can tun Hour w»y. Brace up now and goon and hold Hock. Cr« ek in line till 1 give tbe word. 1 can tell to a minlt when to say the word uo. 1 am in ih s game to win. 1 am only waitin for the cat to jump." 8o I belt myself down as best I could and kept Rocky Creek in line nil way along in the shank of th - » vonin. By *t«i» 11 mi> 44 very man ill the Convention was hungry clear down to his hi-elr, and so monstrous dry t 1 he was spiitiii dust. That was tbe most wuansoinest. Hottest, aryest, sickest crowa ot aete- gates that ever got together in all this pkasant strip oi country toexpress the honest Wishes of the unterrified De mocracy. But there set Blev Scroggins as clam and cool as a cucumber, smilin all over himself, and “waitin for the cat to jump.” Presently I saw Andy Lucas and Blev holdin a private con- Tabulation together, and then tor- ecily Sam Nenl'S went around and spoke a few words with "the gentle man from Rocky Creek.” Then Blev he smiled and nodded and waived his hand at the hoys, and on tho next bil lot he. cut the knot and went in for high sh'-riff on first l ounce. And then, ac cord in to arrangements that Blov had no de, Andy was putinas first deputy and Sam Nettles as second deputy. After that the machinery worked smooth and fast and Blev pulled tho slate through w ithout a scratch. That wa-> years and years ago, you understand, and mayb* it don’t look right for me to be tellm tales out of school. But I now give out the mainest facts in tin- case to show the risin gen eration that American politics have always been—American politics. Rufus Sanders. SWEPT bY S'lOitM. Mach Damage Done by Wind and Itaia Along the ‘Hilo ttiver. CiucfsiiATi, Nov., 27. — The rain which began here Friday stopped at midnight after having precipitat'-d two and a half inches of water. A high wind cleared the sky and descending, proceeded to clear iho earth. It came in a series of hurricane puffs from vari ous directions. Those blows followed in quick succession, and they were as capricious about where they struck as they were in the diiection w.hieh they took. The circle of hills protected tho business section of the city, yet tho storm swooped down and played havoc with fences, roofs, signs, windows, tel egraph and telephone wires and many late pedestrians had to dodge flying shutters and signs. But it was on the river that the havoc was greatest. There the wind had free Course. Almut 12:d0 the first hard blow came. It did its best for two or throe minutes, straining the cables of the ves sels m inred along 12 miles of river front. At 1 o’clock it came still stronger and stayed longer than before. This time it got i!s wildest work in among the beats. Only the mischief on the immediate river front was ascertainable because the telephone and telegraph wires were down. Down fire river near Rivordalo were moored the John K. Speed, a big Now Orleans boat, the Euek<-yo State, and tho large towboat, W. W. O’Neill. The first report from there was that the W. W. O’Neill and the John K. Speed had been blown together and wrecked. Investigation shows that tho O’Neill is unscathed and that the Speed and Buckeye State had been blown across the river and moored without damage. A little later, at the public lauding near the Newport bridge, tho steamers F. J. O’Connell and Kob Itov were torn fri m their moorings and blown out of tight at it terrible pace up the river, ami at daylight they had not been heard from. Anxiety for their fate is increas ing by the fact that each has a watch man aboard. The same hurricane was encountered at the same landing by tho Pittsburg packet, II. K. Bedford, which was steaming in loaded with passengers. The Bedford was driven toward tho big stone piers of the Louisville and Nash ville bridge with ominous speed. For a long time steam struggled against tho storm for the safety of the panic stricken passengers, and finally triumphed, laud ing tin* human freight not 100 feet from the big stone pier that had threatened to dash the frail craft to pieces. At tho same time the Horcnlos Carroll, a pow- erful towboat, and the Bonanza parted their cables ond were sent spinning up tin* river in a very irregular course. The big Carroll was finally stranded high and dry on the landing at the foot of Main street. The fitful hurricane drove Hie Bonanza with a crash against the Memphis wbarfboat. A cable was made fast to the iron capstan on the wharf and she was saved. How coal- barges and steamboats farther up and down tho river fared is not known it this writing and the anxiety of river men will not be relieved until definite news is received. While there was widespread damage iu the city, it was all in a small way. No loss of life or bodily injury is n*- C n t'-d. The eastern fence of the loagn ischall park was blown down. A por tion of the nsifs of Odd Fellows' temple and of St. Paul's Protestant Episcopal cliarch were blown off. A cabman who was driving Through Newport was shocked iut i uucoiiHciousneKs by a live electric light wire falling on him. His horse fared worse, it was killed. - > ! ■■ ■■■'■' ■■■■ m, W f*t€>Ain*hi|> rarlft Tn Drydork. Newport News, Va.. Nor. 27.—Tho steamer Paris of the American line has arrived here. She was at once docked at Hie yard of tho Newport News Hhip- buildiiur and Drvdock coniDauv for un overhau ing A large force of men are at work on the vessel. The Pahs will be at tho shipyard ten days. EUGENE FIELDS’ DEATH Sets Arp to Ruminating On tho Un certainty of Life. The Y oung nn«l Lovely Die Wlille the Old Are Allowed to Item .tin—some IteuiluiHceuce* of Grady—How lie Got An “Ad." Oh, what a pity of it; Eugene Field is dead. When everybody loves a man it Joes seem hard that he should die. Just j iu his prime and getting riper, purer, mel- j lower as years robed on. We of the South had learned to love him, for he was gentie and kind to us. lie loved Grady and Grady loved him. i'hey are together now svmewuere. 1 wonder how their spirits met and what they said. It is hard on the South to lose two such friends, ihey were of the same age lacking a few months. Love, kindness, teimerness of heart are redeeming traits iu human nature, and tuey huu them. i was leading Waimce Ucvd's pleas ant reminiscence of istnry urauy in last Sunday s paper and it cat imu me back to the hard days wneu Aieury, iiKe Field, was struggling against late to make his [lupcr a success, ine merchants had not then learned the value oi advertising, and lleury pleaded in vam tor a more liberal patronage. A leamtig merenaut who claimed to be ins mend stuouoruly de clined to give ium a mg ’ad' and said it would be money thrown away, for no body read them. ! "Don't read them!” exclaimed lleury, "don't read them! Weil, 1 wnl show you." Next morning’s paper contained a short editorial on cals and toid how cat fur had recently come into great demand in fashionaoie circles iu .New iork and how the long coarse hairs were eliminated and the real fur was made into tippets and mulls and every lasinomtoie lady wore a feline, etc. Not tar on in another col umn was a displayed advertisement that said: "WANTED—1,000 cats, for which 50 cents each wnl be paul." Tbe merchant s name w as signed to it. By noon the dais began to roll in. Small ooys, white and biucK brought them iu baskets and bags. For a while the ourcliuut enjoyed tne joke, but soon got tired and went away to dinner. By the time he returned tne boys and darkies from the suouros were coming in and tbe sidewalk was blockaded. Henry had laughed until lie was exhausted and sat a window sill across the street, threat ened. he said, with a cataleptic tit. Neigh boring merchants and their clerks gath ered around and laughed and shouted and cried at every new arrival of cats. As fast as the merchant drove off one crowd another tilled tlnir places. He armed himself with a big stick, but at lust he closed bis doors in sheer despair and night relieved him from the pressure. But the next morning the catastrophe . was worse. The catalogue was not end ed, for the country people had heard the news and brought cats iu on their wood wagons and under their buggy seats and tied up in cotton baskets like chickens. Henry took his stand near by and leaned against :i telegraph pole for support. He ! and Shanklin—dear old Slianklin—and the folks who loved fun, were all there and ; while it was fun to tho hoys and death to | the frogs, it was such a rare and racy joke that the merchant couldent get mad and finally surrendered. He made an appropriate little speech to the crowd and told Henry that if he would promise never to do him so any more be would give him the bigge.-t "ad" he had ever bad in liis paper. Henry promised and tie- ad was given. That illustrated the mischief that was in his rollicking na ture But one evening Henry was sick und left bis junior to make up the paper. It was just on the eve of an exciting mu- nicipul election and some bitter things liad been published anil more bitter things had been said. It was fe ared that some of tbe contending parties would come to I blows. A candidate who had been sorely maligned wrote a bitter denunciation of his opponent and took il to the junior just before the paper went to press. It was received and inserted and printed in j about three hundred copies wlien Henry ' 1 walked into the office to ki-i- what the boys bad done in his absence. He read tbe article and was horror-stricken. ! “Stop that press!" cried be. "Stop it; ! •top it. I would not have that article go in for $1,000. Botli those men are my personal friends mid they will fight. There will he bloodshed either on the •tree! or iu n duel. Itoth have wives md children and it would be a shame to widen the breach. How many have you •truck off?*’ j "About three hundred," they said. "Well, get your knivis ami scissors and W’o will cut it out of every < ue and print , oo inure with that bloody piece in them." | All ha mis went to work and soon had ' every paper perforated with a hole 2x4 inches, a ml so they w re folded and uriil- ed. The two wond red, hut Henry Imd *wurii nil IiiiikN to secrecy and not irore • ban live of us ever knew what Imd htou tut out. I mug years nfbr lie said to me me day in his Atlanta office, "I believe j I saved a inan's life thnl night, and it mis a good spirit llml moved me to get up off a sick bed und go down to over look the paper.' ' Henry is dead and Sle iiklin. whom he lovtol mol 11 winell and .1 dm Kihy und I rei knn every' oily < Ise ho was conn eted with his pa pi r. Its lr llur is ()e:ij und bis sitter. Only his guod old Christian noraer remains ot mat ramiiy. it seems to me that old Father Time ought to take os by our ages and let the young live on. Eugene Field was not even sick nor fore warned. This heart failure is getting Harming. It is a good text for Moody, r or nobody is safe nowadays. There is another of that trio—Grady, Field and Joel Chandler Harris, all ibout the same age. Two shall be taken md the other left. May the good Lord •pare him till he sees his three-score rears and ten; yes, till the red locks turn *.o gray. It is a deeper grief for those to lie who are in the prime of life and use fulness. A young mother died here the >ther day who all her life had been well md strong, a good daughter, a loving wife, and our hearts full of sympathy went out to the bereaved ones. Only a rear married and full of hope and jo.‘ md love. The child is there and the fatb- tr's tears fall on it sometimes, but what w home without a mother? After all :hat we say about each other tho world s full of sympathy and one touch of inture makes us all akin. The sweetest >ooms that were ever written were found- »d upon love, and that is why everybody loved Field. His “Little Boy Blue" is .ove itself, and even his prose was full if it. That sweet little story of “The Old Man" will bring welcome tears from eyes mused to the melting mood. Tbe poems :hat have lasted the longest and still live n our hearts are not the stately meas- ares of Byron ami Shakespeare and Pope, jut they are from Leigh Hunt and Cole ridge, and Goldsmith and Tom Hood and Burns and Jean Ingelow*. I was reading ‘The Fisherman's Prayer” aloud the )ther night and had to stop before I got through, for the little 0-year-old grand- '■hild filled up and began to sob like her icart would break. I learned the Hermit when I was young and I love to repeat it qow. Iliilb-ck and Bryant are grand, Longfellow is beautiful and Holmes is lelightful, but they don’t touch deep down like those I have named. Genevieve and tho Hermit and “The Song of the Shirt” ind the “Catter’s Saturday Night” will live as long as our language. A good heart loves to weep sometimes. A man who can’t shed a tear over poor Rip Van Winkle is in a bad way for heaven. W ’1- ter Scott says that the only time he ever saw Burns was in a room where there was a painting of a young mother with i babe in her aims who bad just found her husband dead on a battlefield, and underneath tbe picture were these lines: ‘Bent o’er her babe, her eye dissolved In dew, The big drops mingling with the milk he drew, Gave the sad story of his future years— The child of misery baptized In tears.” Scott says that Burns could not conceal bis emotion, but wept like a child. And yet there are folk who fancy the painting of a great battle with all its blood and Mrnnge and misery! A. T. Stewart paid $00,000 for one. It is now iu the Central Park gallery in New York. The one that Burns wept over ought to be right under it as a contrast—an object lesson. But we are calm and serene iu these parts now. There is no war nor pestil ence nor any great calamity. The land is filled with plenty, and I reckon the people ire thankful. Ihe good book says: "When • man’s ways please the Lord, He maketh even his enemies to be at peace with him.” It does look like our enemies are Harmonizing of late more than at any time since the war. There is nobody breathing 9ut threatenings and slaughter against us uow, except old man Hoar, and he is al most dead. There was comfort iu what Mr. Loomis, of Wilkesbarrc, Pa., said when he got back home: “The South has never had a chance since the war. Strij*- ped bare as a bone—no money, no an nuity, no pi nsious—it is past reason how she has come to the front. Think of it! The government has since the war paid out in pensions alone $1,500,000,000 that staid in the North. Of this vast sum tbe South had to pay her part in taxes and got nothing. Just give her $100,000,000 as a starter and in ten years the North would t^gSttVher progress * • • And we iQEMmpcIled to look to the South for true American patriotism, 'they are all Americans down there with their blood pure through a century of American par entage. It is refreshing to run up against a whole community of pure Americans." How is that fora manly confession from a leading business man in a Northern Republican city? I wish that he and all such would come down hero and domicile with us. 'they can bring their pensions with them and scatter the money around. So it circulates iu onr neighborhood it is all right. May tbe Lord keep us humble and happy.—Bill Arp, in Atlanta Consti- tatloa Fire In Flckens. Pickens, S. C., Nov. 27.—Tom Hadf- en’s printing office, Maria Griffln’i dwelling and both of Haygood’s stores were destroyed by fire here. Most of tho gisxls were saved in a badly dam aged condition. Insurance, $6,000 on the sfi ires and $600 on the printing offlea. The fire started in the printing office. Ths Pope In No Danger. Rome, Nov. 27.—Dr. Lapponi, the physician of the pope, says that there ia nothing a’lirming iu the condition of Leo XIII. Ho deems it advisable, how ever, that jis patient keep to his room, owing to the cold, damp weather pre vailing. enrlhqiiMhe >n Greece. Athens, Nov. 27 —Sharp earthquake shocks were felt here and at Chatchia, Livauia, TLotus and Corinth.