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THE WEEKLY LEDGER;: GAFFNEY, S. C., MAY 7, 1890. 3 GALLUS* locky Crook Still b Storios. iisr of MPoahencx**— I land t'us.ilu — Tho I Dead Dog—Two rll Fools. Ju C HU riplit. (louil to ! |iul rock bottom \w nri* all “vain and i fleetin wonns | of the diifit,” as Aunt Nancy j Newton is so wont to s.iy —nothin more ( :mh1 nothin levs ! than, human llcsh and blooel and Ixjncs. And l old man Josiah .TcrrJgan ra a rltfht. sm rt In of people, lie* is : L > rut Hark l/): r an 1 jay up y. iid, r in the. clumdi. main time he is a full-blood | If the human family. I f w Team'* a:i<l Hot Went Ivor. neral w ay I know that Jocduh isamiitkty (7«wh1 man—a plain, I hnried. debt-jiayin man, who i s (iotl ami Iowa hla country j ves hls day and genoratIon to ' of Ids hvbln ability. He i» a | feu words and full of busliwes. : PB' ^er (ild do any talkln to speak of, j lit tnj most in generally always meanfl j that |he nij s. lie never was n man to . kbblv in futun s, you unde rstand. It litil spots with him. And tnkln him ^one side ami d >w v, the. other, there iIj'i abetter fa; herora 1 letter husband, to better m i; : !-or, or a bettor citizen i *ywdien s i:. ! ■ ik i ky (. reek scttle- irat tlnmtl:.:; arm .Josiah dernlpan. Hut Jo; iah cut t > tow n one day last »eo.k. He went in !;ia wr.jron and driv l yoke of stu : . and Hlev Serojrplns he Hint w ith him. ! t.as slnee leaked out , Ihrouph Itlev tl it. ( tie. of the deoeonn of Hark Lo ; elmreli had a rouprh and Jumble nn-us w ith his steers that day, wherein Ids r !i;.d n rot a tremendiutt !>iul sliock and strain aoid sluddn up. And you must keep in mind, long-suf- ferintf reader, that Josiah was drhIn a loke of steer: and the weather lilt was swelterln hot. I maybe mought lx 1 wrong—1 wouldn’t make out like I was always right—but I have always belt to It that if a man can drive n yoke of steers In hot weather and tit the same flint 1 corhre his remarks to pure Bible language he has got more genuine re ligion than the man that built the ilrst church and lined the lint hymn and preached the ilrst sermont. From the way In which Hlev Scrog gins has let the eat out of the wallet it would seem like Josiah and his steers had Ix-en movin along smooth and jieaeoable enough till t.hej’ got down there to Canev Branch swamp. By this time, jyou understand, the steers had got good and hot and h g-weary, and noon as they caught sight of the cool and refresh In waters of Canev Branch they curled their tails and reached their backs ami <juit the road and tore oiT down through the swamp at a fast nnd furious lick. Blev he jumped the game and lit out right then and there, but Josiah froze, to the ropes and fol lowed Ids “cow’’ team” through three acres of canobrakes and bamboo briars, and he was still with cm when they vent down into the water. In mnkln the return trip from the sw amp back to the big road it seems like Josiah man aged ro as to git hls foot caught be tween a wagon wheel and tho.eouplln polo, and consequentially In the general confusionment he got the heel of Ida r.hore tore olT and t hree of hls texv tm- Jinted. It was somewheres along there — from the way Blev tolls the news— that Josiah give up the light, as It were, aixl let loose and fell and spoke out: “l don’t want to say it—I would ruthcr not say It—Hod knows I do raley hate to say it, nnd I hope he will for give me—but if I must—If I have got to ray it—dam these steers!” There has now been some talk around amongst the members of Bark Logtotbe extent that a church media will socn be belt, wherein Josiah Jeringan will have to “fess up,” or either take out and quit. Of course It is none of my business in regards to that. But. I do hope they will all remember that Jo siah was drivln a “cow team,” while the weather hit w as scandalous hot. voice. So consequentially wo didn’t stay in sight of Sam and hls wagon more than two or three miles. For a while we could hear him jxqipin hr: whip nnd eur. In and go ip on with his mules, but by-and-by he got clean out of hearin. Well, me and the elder, wo. worked | and w orried along as best we could for three or four miles. We had it up and 1 down, in and cut, and over and under ! with them mules and that miserable I had road. The elder ho would fumble and fiddle and fool around, lolkin to the | mules like they w’ere so many babies, : and gal babies at that, till presently we struck the Travis lane, which was way yonder the worst piece of road on the trip to town, and there we stuck nnd stayed for two long and mortal hours. It was the elder’s wagon and the elder’s mules, but I told him if I was a eussin man I would take his place and carry on that branch of the busi ness—at any rates till wo got out of the lane and over the next hill. Finally at. last it would seem like the elder had run slap out to the end of his rope, and I could see that he. was lirin up considerable around the edges. The next thing I took notice of be had went down in his jxicket after a twine string and put a new cracker on his whip. Then he mounted the ofTmule at the wheel nnd jest naturally made his whip talk. And I om sorry to tell you, that w ant all—not by a whole lot. "As that reckless and wicked Sam Nettles would say If he was here,” says the elder, "git out of here, dndburn your lon-yeaml, lousy pictures! (loslier- mighty durn a muddy road and a lazy mule In the wintertime! Pick up them fret, dndburn you, and tighten them traces and pull till the brccehin files up and somethin freezes over! Pcmem- mor w here you git your corn and bxl- der, goidarn you, and tare out and go to town! (ioshennighty durn road full of mud and a male name Beck!" Hid we git through that lane and over the next, hill? We got through that lane and over the next hill. Did we go to town that day? We ■went to town that very same winter day. And Bam Nettles want more than a mile ahead at the finish. I neverdld talk it around in the settle ment, and T don’t, say now that Elder Newberry ever cussed any on Ida own hook. Hut I never can forget one time when a mighty change come over the general tone of hls voice, and he quoted Sam Nettles at hls mules to lx at six bits. Tl»c Value of a Hof;. It It. ever comes to pass that you mought want to find out somethin in regards to the value of dogs, Bocky Creek Is the place and Squire Dougin is the man. They had a little case up before the squire last. Saturday, which r.ccordin to Pony Burk it, the baililT, was “sot for ten o’clock.” From the general circumference nf the surroundings and the evidence In the ease, it turns out that .Tide Nabors had shot and killed a spotted hound .log, which the said dog belonged to a man by the name of Handy Stribblin ft would likewise also seem that In eon- siilertion thereof, the said Handy Strib blin had got out papers of compellmont agin the said Julc Nabors, and put in ids claims for damages to the tune of ten dollars. They had got through with all the witnesses on both sides, when finally at last Squire Doogiu called up Handy Stribbll,., made him kiss the Bible and put him on the stand. "Mister Stribblin,” says the squire, lookln wise and solemn as hi* could, "from the facts and the law In the ease what wats your spotted dog worth?” "Well, to Ik- plum honest, squire, the dog want raley worth a continental durn, but since .Tide Nabors, was so infernal mean nnd so all-fired smart as to shoot the dog, I want the full value of the animal.” Now, If you don’t know all the men r.s well as the facts In the ease, yr.i: maybe mought not think that Handy Stribblin got ten dollars for his dead spotted hound dog. But he did BILL ABB’S LETTER. Ruminatos and Speculates Upon the Patriarchal Days. The Defense Kvc Aflpht Have Made for Katlng of *l<c Forbidden Fruit—Adam's Twenty-Three Daughter*—Mrn. Arp and Her tirandehlld. Some •‘Sccond-Ilaml CushIii." That makes me think of the time when me and Sam Nettles and Elder Newberry went to town together, and for the first time in my life I heard some second-hand cnssln. Sam and the Elder went in with the!- wagons heavy loaded with cotton, and I had took a sent and went along witn the elder. Mind you, it was then in the dead of winter. The rains had fell heavy and frequent, and the roads w:us sloppy and poft enough to bog the shadow of a buz zard. It was but only ton miles to town, though at that time it took a good team to make it through In a day. Now Sam Nettles was a bad and wick ed man, and every time bis wagon and team got stallded and stuck in the mud, or struck a steep hill he would putin to cussln the mules and poppin his whip till he made the air blue and they went, out in a storm. Understand me now, I don’t say Itwas the cussln that got the wagon through, and I know r.s well as anybody that it, was wicked nnd wrong for Sam to be goin on In that recklessway. But some how or somehow else he was so handy nnd so furious with hls whip anil his mouth, and kept up such a roarin big excitement till the mules jest naturally got sheered and took the wagon and tore out of there. Now as to Elder Newberry, he wn.i one of the l>est and most peacefulest of men In the round ere a toil world for common, lie wouldn’t -arry on very much talk with his mules, and when he did it was with a smooth and gentle Two April Fool*. For a common thing a mar. would have to stay out mighty late nnd git up tremendius soon to come out ahead of Andy Lucas. But the news has leaked out at last as to how Will Tom Pickens let the great horse trader cut the pot, and then lx*at him at his own game, with “three cards up his sleeve.” Will Tom had come up from Panther Creek the day before and spent the night at the Lucas place. "To-morrow is the first day of April,” says Andy to Will Tom, “and I want stay over long enough to help me turn a trick on Dr. Honeycut. I will git sick in the morning—:«!(•!< alx*d and sick unto death it would seem. Then you can mount your horse and go a split!in after the doctor. As to me, when the doctor comes I will jump out of the bed, cut the pigeon wing, drag olT a few stanzas of somethin sweet and devilish on my fiddle, and then saddle my horse and lope off towards town.” “By the seven stars I’m with you, Andy,” says Will Tom, nnd then Andy he jest naturally laid down and laughed at the very thoughts of what he had in soak for the doctor. So, aecordln to their plans and specifications, Andy he went to bed that inornin, whilst Will Tom he rode off in a HWecpin gallop. But the doctor never did come. Will Tom had jist simply whipped around to the. main road and and went on back home to Panther Creek. Andy he stayed there at home In bed —rollin and tumhlin and carrying on j outrageous, and lookln for the doctor | every minnit. He stood it as long as he | could, and when finally at last the truth i worked its way through his hair he was I the maddest man that ever played the fool in this country. Andy’s wife says he was so furious nnd foair.in mad till she was sheered he would hit, the baby, and lie cursed Will Torn Pickens for two mortal hours on a stretch. Uukuh Sanders. The peafowls stirred up a small gar ter snake down in the grove and they raised such a rumpus as to attract my wife's attention. The reptile came slip ping along through the grass toward the house and she screamed for me, of course. It came In the front yard and I killed it by the stone step, bur my w ife never believes a snake is dead as long ns its tail wiggles. I had to keep on killing It to satisfy her, nnd then hang it up In a tree to make it rain. It is awful dry up here, but now I reckon it will just pour down some time. This is the second snake that has over been seen here, but my w ife says that she knows that the place is just haunted with them. They always go in pairs, she says. “Moses mentions only one,” said I, "and didn’t, mention any until after Eve was created. Probably Adam lived nnd worked hi that garden alone for many years and lie got os sick of it ns did Robinson Crusoe. Then Eve was created for Adam’s express company, and they got. along very well until thj serpent beguiled her.” “Yes, and the jxxir woman has to bear all the blame of our sin nnd misery,” said my wife. “Adam said: ‘The woman Thou gnvest me did give unto me and I did eat.’ Why dident Eve say the man Thou didsv make me for did not protect mo from the wiles of that smooth-tongued sor- jx-nt. He let me cat first and take all the risk of the danger. The old auto crat. No tolling how long he had been acquainted with the serpent, for he knew all the animals and had mingled w ith them .’ind had dominion over them and had given them all names long be fore Eve was created.” "No doubt of It," said I, “for Josephus says that the serpent lived in the house, with Adam nnd was very handsome and very smart and could talk. Perhaps they played marbles together and went in a-wa.sh- ing.” "Yes," said Mrs. Arp, “and the Lord gave the command to Adam about the forbidden fruit long before Eve wa.i born.” "She WRvSent Ixirn," raid I. “Pity she was not," said she. “Then she would hn\e had a mother who would have protected her from the ser pent and from Adam, too. The jxxir woman never even had a choice of lovers nor a courtship nor a w edding.” “Nor a trousseau, nor her picture m the papers,” said I, “and she dressed re markably thin, considering that, the climate is about like ours. I reckon that Adam’s family expenses were very light, about, those, times. But later on he caught, it, for Josephus says he had ?;t daughters, and of course somebody put up a dry goods store in the neigh borhood and sold finery. Fig leaves played out early.” “I should like to know where they got any dry goods and finery or any money to pay for it,” said she. "Tim Bible says the Ixird made them ga** meats of skins.” "Yes,” said I, "made them for Adam and Eve, but two or three hundred years aftor that they had learned to spin flax and goat's hair and silk and weave it into cloth, and they made or naments of gold nnd had preciotM stones nnd made money, loo, .for Moses says In the second chapter of (ieuesb; Hint one of the four rivers flowed through a land where the gold was good and, there, too, was bdellium and the onyx stone. Oh. they caught to new fashions mighty fast, nnd cut up scandalous, and Josephus says th.i sons of (iod wen* fallen angels and they saw- that the daughters of men were fair to look upon and they mated with them nnd raised a. crop of giants, nnd cverylxxly got demoralized except Noah and his family. “Moses tells how that ‘wise-hearted women spun with their hands and made lieautlful ornaments for the tab ernacle.’ Some of the necklaces taken from the mummies areas fine ns are ever seen at Tiffany’s. The ancients were not behind us In fine fabrics and ornn mental arts. We read of an ancient Hindoo princess who came into court on a state occasion and her father said: "(lo Inok, my daughter—go br.ek and dress yourself.’ And she. replied: ‘Father. I have on seven suits,’ hut they were of muslin, so delicately fine the king could see through them ” "Well, that will do now,” said my wife. . “The l.xiby Is waking up. Bring her to me, please. The poor little, thing can’t sleep long while rho Is cut ting that other tooth. She is the livst. and sweetest child In the world. 1 wish she would cry and be cross a little some times. Somehow I um afraid she Is too precious to stay here long. Thin here to your da.n-ma, darling.” And little Caroline puts out her arms nnd smiles nnd coos, and her dan-nui feels her forehead and says: "I'm afraid she has a little fever nnd has taken a cold. When you walk out with her you will not put on her bonnet. When a child is teething you can’t be too careful with them.” The other day my wife was looking all around the room for her s|X‘etaeles, when suddenly she discovered that she had them on and exclaimed: "Well, I do reckon I’m the biggest fool In the. world!” “No you ain’t, grandma,” said another grandchild. “You are the bossest fool in tlur world.” Her sjiee- taeles have got too young for her. and I must get her another ]>air. What a pity it Is that these old grandmothers have to wear out and pass away! Mother Eve didn’t., flood gracious! what a time she Iwul w ith her |xisterity. Josephus says she haul CO children, and if they hail eOapiece.aaid soon down tho line and she lived as lung as Adam did, there were eight generations in sight, and that would make millions of (x-o- pie. It would make u hundred millions If each generat ion had uuily ton apiece. But I must stop ruminating about these sjx'eulatlotvs, for I hear Mrs. Arp calling again on the piazza. “Is It the other snake.?” said I. “No; hut the baby is fretting and wants you to take her and walk in the garden. Be sure and keep her bonnet on. She is run ning at the nose now, and she sneezed awhile ago.” “Sneezing is a good sign,” said T. "It is a sign the cold is getting Ix-tter,” but I don’t make my wife Ixdicve it. I don’t believe she knows ns much about raising grandchildren as she did her own children. Certain it is that she worries moire about them. When Caroline’s mother goes visiting my wife, is afraid something will happen to the child before she gets back. Oh, my country—it makes me so tired.—Bill Arp, in Atlanta Constitution. RAISED FROM THE GRAVE. SPLIT THE DIFFERENCE. Sam Jonos Advisee Pocplo to Tako tho Middlo-Ground. Too Many I’laco Partj-i'.iui Aiiovo I’alrlot- Imu, mill Creed Alwjve Christ and HI* Teaching*—Doit* Delight to Hark and Fisht. Extraordinary Experience of a Man Who Wa* Shot and Hurled. “Do you seo that mau in gray? lie has had the experience of having been shot, buried and resurrected.” This startling declaration was made to a reporter t he other day at the Unidn station by a gentleman living in Green county, 111., and a relative of the party with the wonderful experience. The story seems very improbable, but ap- pears to be fairly well substantiated, and a deeply sunken place on the fore head of the “nun in gray” is evidence of the allegation that he w as shot. The man’s name was given, as Bob Nichols, nnd his home as Granger county, Tenn. Several years ago in his locality moonshiners abounded, and their illicit operations were carried on In the mountain fastnesses with but very ir regular molestations. About every set tler was more, or less involved, and •death was the. portion of the man who interposed iui object ion or refused as sistance. or cooperation. The revenue officers, however, became apprised of the condition of things in some way, nnd-n series of raids were made, during which nearly every still in the count}’ was capt ured and about all the popula tion taken to Knoxville, either as de fendants or witnesses in one. or a dozen eases. Indignation meetings were held and a price set. upon tho head of the “informer." An active search was made, and Nichols was arrested as the guilty party. He had not been hi the mountains a great while, and had asso ciated with the jieoplc but very little, didn’t drink much and was generally set down us a suspicious character. One night a party of men went to liia house and, capturing him, took him to a rock house or cave, where a trial was had, a physician acting ns principal prosecutor. It was shown that upon several occasions he had acted un friendly, and once had the temerity to say that moonshlning was dangerous business. This settled his ; guilt with them, and he was sentenced to he shot. When this conclusion was arrived at, lie was taken out. nnd tied reeurely to a tree, a board was placed on the top of his head, and upon this board was placed a few lighted knots of pine, which illuminated the immediate sur roundings and gave his slayer no ex cuse for making a poor shot, of it. The. men drew lots to see who should do the shooting, and the physician “won" —that is w hat he called it—nnd stopped back ”0 paces, rifle In hand. Nichols’ feelings during all the time these preliminaries, were being settled can be imagined, possibly, but even he himself is unable to describe them ac curately. He heard a report, saw a flush, felt his head sting and burn, nnd knew nothing more. lie was placed in a shoebox brought for the occasion and buried in a trench. That, night, just before day, the phy sician, who possessed a business soul, dug up the box, took tlhe body and .shipped it to a Cincinnati medical col lege. And all nf the time Nichols was unconscious. Arrived at the destination the body was taken to the college and laid upon a dissect lug table, where, for the first time, consciousness returned. Nichols heard one of the students say: “See the blood flow; the man is surely alive.” The proper restoratives were applied, and after a few hours the victim be came thoroughly aroused from his lethargic state. The college doctors di<l everything jxissible to muse him back to health, and succeeded,- too, so far that after eleven years he is ns strong and active as at ar y time of his life. He went to California, fearing to re turn to his old home, but recently his wife, with w hom he has kept, up a con stant correspondence, and who eared for their little farm and family during his long absence, wrote and told him that all the men who hail taken part in his being shot had either died or left the country, and she thought his return would not raise a riot. He returned to Tcnmsseo, became reunited with hls family, sold his farm, and was in this city the other day, cn route w ith hit; loved ones to California, where he will go after a brief visit with the relatives mentioned above, in Green county, 111., not a great distance from the rock-producing village of Pearl.—St. Louis Post-Dispatch. Indian Graveyard In Hllnnis. An Indian graveyard was discovered by workmen while, digging on the banks of the Vermillion river, flvcmLes north of Fairbury, 111., recently. Trees of an immense size were cut from the ground where the graves were found, and the position the skeletons were in denoted that the bodies were buried in a sitting posture mid surface dirt placed over them, as the black soil was several feet dee]) and elevated Into a small mound. Among the relies found were a copper spearhead and a stone pipe. A study of this collection will probably show definitely to what group of Indians these people were allied. Hard mi Him. He—Yes; everybody says my son got his good looks fromfnic. She lie niuwt JiaAe got all you had. -•-Texas Siftings, The middle ground between the two extremes constitutes the soiidest and safest ground on which we can walk and talk and act. The world naturally divides itself into classes and parties of different creeds and dogmas. The cranks are the extremists, the phil osophers take the middle ground and fools follow anything with a bell on it. We are now enjoying a discussion on gold-buggery on the one side and sdl- ver-diggery on the other side, Secre tary Smith representing one side and ex-Speaker Charles F. Crisp the other. At several points in Georgia they have met in joint debate, Mr. Smith repre senting the views of the nionometal- lists, Mr. Crisp on tho other side the views of the ultra free and unlimited coinage of silver. They seem to be making no converts, for if a man is for the free, and unlimited coinage of silver lie seems to be above logic and beyond argument. He sees as clear as sun light that all the woes and calamities that have befallen the race since Adam and Eve took their first fall In the garden have been on account of Hie demonetization of silver—the forbid den fruit ilrst and demonetized silver next. About all a man has to do these latter days is to announce to the world that he has found the secret of our troubles and the source of our finan cial embarrassment. I suppose any other hobby would answer as well na free silver. I remember when high tariff was the thing that was crushing the life out of America, hut w hen tho tariff was lowered and things did not move up then some other cause had to he found for the trouble, and by many it is said to be the monumental crime of 187J, which demonetized silver. Over production and under-consumption have nothing to do with the depressed times. High or low tariff does not af fect them, they claim. Men holding ultra views may meet and discuss the issues, but the great thinking mass will split the difference on all political ques tions and all financial questions. It is equally true in the religious world. Each sect and the representa tive of each creed have their ultrv views. The Presbyterians hold fast to the doctrine of election and reproba tion. The Baptists believe that, immer sion is essential. The Methodists preach and jiraetie’ falling from grace. Tho Episcopalians stickle much for gown nnd ritual and t.,-ostolic succession, The. Universalis** relieve all will ho saved. The hard-shell Baptists believe but few will be. saved. An ultra Bap tist. an ultra Methodist, an ultra Pres byterian is in the religious world just what the candidate or ehampion of some political measure is. Whenever the peculiar views of a denomination are held up as essential lo the salvation of a soul, he who propagates such a thing is the merest crank. Who but a bigot or a crank w ould believe or teach that nobody is saved unless they have been immersed in water? Equa'- ly true, who but an ignorant crank would teach or believe that infant bap tism is God’s only method of saving babies and men who have grown up from babyhood? The facts knock doctrines and theo ries sky high. I know a fellow who was baptized in infancy and who has grown up toman hood in the Methodist church. He is a pure, good man. flawless in life and character, on his way to Heaven. I know another fellow who was bap tized in infancj’. Ik* is in the chain- gang now. I know a man who was bap tized by immersion by a Baptist preacher—after he* was 21 years old. He joined tho Baptist church. He is to-day one of the purest, noblest men I know. I knew another fellow that was baptized by immersion after lie reached manhood. He joined the Bap tist church and they hung him. Political creeds and principles, so called, with church dogmas must, give place to facts. Until the millenlum dawns the. world will have its jKi.rtles, both in church and state. The differ ences between men nr>* bom of selfish ness or creed or party vk*ws. Some, men are democrats because their f;v- thers lK*fore them were Jeffersonian democrats. Other men are republic ans because they believe tbo republican party saved the country and is the fos tering power to-day of all that is good in politics and in the world. This state of things has obtained in this country until partyism has gotten beyond pa triotism; until the church is bigger than Christ, in the. eyes of bigots and creed-worshqiers. The w isest states men, the truest Christians arc not the men who run into the ultraksms of ]>o- litieal creeds or church dogmas, but with a broader head and a deeper sym pathy for humanity live and love for the g<Kxl of humanity; and their su- premest effort is manifested not in dis cussion, but in doing for their country and for their church, not in party km, but in principle on the one side and prayer on the other. These ext rt* mists wherever they are found may bumfoozle the ignorant, but they cannot lead the wise. What the world needs to-day is men w ho practice what they preae.li—who demonstrate and illustrate in their own Incs and characters that they art* but Hie em bodiment of what they believe, and what they know—men stripped of all guile, above party perfidy, who regard partyism and creeds and dogmas as but the skin of truth set up and stuffed with sawdust and sand and only fit to be relegated to the museums of the country simply us relies of an an tiquity when men did not know so much fur the uplifting of the world and glorifying God. It is hard to tell now which is suffer ing most from Its friends, church or date. Wo arc divided into clicks mid elans anil rings, mid the di.sturlieni of the peace have multiplied until to-day lKith the republican ami democratic parties art: split and divided, and churches split and divided among them selves. In the. Methodist church wo have the holiness and the unholiness clicks and clans and rings. W’e have the, pro-evangelist and the anti-evangel ist clicks and rings. W’e. have dogmatic doctors of divinity, from the peripatetic dude in the pulpit to the ambitious new beginner who is looking in the wrong direction to see the thing he most de sires. Each click and ring has its champions, its cranks, with their dog matisms. The democratic party to day suffers more from the influence of its friends than from any Influence tho republican party can bring to lienr up on it. Likewise with the republican party. The devil first gets up discus- j sions, then dissensions, then divisions, i then doom, and then damnation. One | follow s the other as legitimately as tho j alphabet beginning with A follows on with B and C and D. How to split the difference is the question. There should be no differ ence between men who hold the same essential creed and views. There would lie no difference but for the vapor isms of cranks nnd the selfish ends to be ob tained by politicians and political heck ers. The bitterness engendered, the strife entailed, in both jxditical parties and in tho churches i.s to be deplored by nil thinking men and should lx* eon- | demned, and all who contribute to these dissensions should be condemned nnd silenced. A partyism that is ai | broad :us patriotism and philanthropy, a creed as broad os Christ and as pure n.s His teachings, ought to cover in hu manity like, a mighty canopy, while the i angels look on and say: “Howbeautiful ; and pleasant It is to seo brethren dwell together in unity.’* I wish it could al ways Ik* so that while men differ they might differ ns brethren, nnd elimlnnto personalities and strifes and bitterness from their words and ways. The uncir cumcised Philistines in both church and state, enjoy a dog fight If the dogs In the fight, have only two legs apiece. They throw up their hats and whoop and holler when preacher hits preachc* or candidate hits candidate, and losu sight cf the issues involved and throw up their hots again for the man who tears tho most hide off hls companion. It is tho same spirit that makes tho rabble around the ring throw up their hats and whoop and holler when a Sul livan <*r a Fitzsimmons has lx*atcn an 1 battered a fellow man almost to death. Whether there lx* much dog in us or not. we like a dog fight. And dogs de light to bark and fight, for 'tis their na ture to. But men should Ik* men. With a head to*hink and a heart to feel we should wisely follow that which is right and sympathiz** profoundly with an erring brother, constantly praying: Oh, God, toaoh me to fori another’s woe. To hide the faults I see; That more;* I to othors show, That mercy show to me. Sam P. Jones. LUCK IN THE MINING CAMPS. Chance I* Often an Important Fact r In the Fcir’une# of Gold Seekers. "I could have owned half the Enter prise mine at. Rico fori f a telegram from Denver had not announced the de cision of the doctors to use t he knife on my baby boy for hernia, I lost more than a million dollars, but I stopped the. knife and my boy is healthy and rugged.” These were the words of a gentleman seated with a group of prospectors a few evenings ago which led up to a number of stories relating to similar incidents. “I knew a man more fortunate than myself, however, who availed h’s op- jiori unity,” continued the speaker. “Dave Brown, of Aspen, gave a pms- jjrctor $73 worth of lumber and got one- fourth of the Aspen mine. Brown was then a store clerk. lie ia now a mil lionaire, banker and operator.” “It k; not alwnys marngvmrnt that -ccurcu a fortune,” ventured another of the group. “It was lack, p.ir.v aixl simple t hat mode Dave Swiekheimer a millionaire. Ho knew nothing about mining, but a miner told him to sink and he did sink, lie ran out of money several times, but othcra who were n>- tcrested in learning what greater Jcpths would encounter on Dolores mountain loaned various sums and at last a lucky lottery ticket drew $4,000, and this money reached the ore in the Enterprise mine,” “Yes, luck has a great deal to do with it," raid the third speaker. “Sev eral people in Durango had an oppor tunity a few years ago to get into the Columbus mine in La Plata for a few lollars when the Dutchman who lo cated it owned it, I know one Durango man who had a good chance to buy the mine for less tlum $.">00, the price re ceived. who had spent twice as much trying to find comethirg like the Co lumbus.’’ “Chances like that are often over looked in Durango,” said another of the group. “There was u little fellow down li/ore from Metjuiety a couple of years ago showing some good kxiking ore from a claim, which he offeixxl to trade, n quarter of fora rifle. He went to the gun *tore and all over town trying to trade for a rifle, and t he kind of gun he want ed w as selling in second-hand stores for five or six dollars, but the little fellow couldn’t get a rifle. I saw the property last fall that he offered to trade and «iw some of the ore roasted in a black smith’s forge. Gold boiled out of it eery freely and I doubt if all the guns in the San Juan country would buy a quarter interest in that property now." —Durango ((’ol.) Democrat, An I p-to-Date View. Ethel—Do you approve of June being married, to December? Gussie—Yes; if I am the June, and, ;he December is worth Town Topics. a million.- A Clear t ie /. "Papa what is posthumous fame?” “It is getting what, you want after ,ou have ceased to want it."—Chicago Record.