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ESTABLISHED FEB. 16, 1894.
QAFFNEY, S. C, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 25, 1908.
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DOINGS OF THE PEOPLE IN OUR
SISTER CITY.
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Brief New* Note* and Personal Para
graph* Gathered by Our “Iron
City” Correspondent.
Blacksburg, Dec. 21.—On Tuesday
night at 7:30 the regular communica
tion of Ruth Chapter No. 12 O. E. S.
will be held and all members are re
quested to be present as this is the
last meeting of the year.
Owing to sickness in the family of
Rev. Mr. Kirby, he will be unable to
get here until after the first of the
year. He is the new pastor assigned
to the Methodist church here.
Master Arthur Caldwell and sister,
little Miss Laura, spent Saturday in
Marion, N. C., with friends.
Mr. Maurice Little, of near Grover,
spent Mtonday here, the guest of his
aunt, Mrs. Mary Earl.
Mr. Rainey Smith is home from At
lanta, Ga., to spend the holidays with
his grandmother, Mrs. Rainey.
Mr. Will league, of Gastonia, N. C.,
spent Monday here with friends.
Mr. P. B. Whisnant will leave Tues
day morning for Columbia where he
will run out Wednesday as conductor
on the pas?enger train.
Mr. D. Albert, of Rock Hill, spent
Sunday here, the guest of Mrs. P. B.
Whisnant.
Mr. Vic Lipscomb, of Gaffney, spent
a few hours here Saturday with Mr.
C. J. Black. i
Mr. S. M. Tolbert will leave Tuesday
morning for his home in Greenwood
where he will spend the holidays with
his people.
Messrs. C. S. Moorehead, of Hick
ory Grove, and W. J. Moorehead, of
this place, went over to Spartfinburg
Monday on business.
On Friday night the store of Mr.
Gilbert Wyiie. near here, was broken
into and a few a. Vies taken from it
Among the things . a pair of ladles
shoes which the negro had on when
captured by Chief Duncan, of this
place. This makes a second time
within a week that this store has been
broken into but both negroes are now
in jail.
Chief of Police J. C. Duncan will
spend Tuesday in Gaffney as witness
in the case of Will Lockhart, colored,
for the theft of some government pa
pers.
On last Saturday morning as one by
one the friends of Mrs. Mary Earl be
gan to gather at her home on Pine
street, she realized that a surprise was
in store for her and one that had been
carefully planned. It was the occasion
of her sixty-ninth birthday and a most
sumptuous dinner had been prepared
and the friends invited by Mrs. W. A.
Blalock with whom Mrs. Earl makes
her home. After spending a while in
the parlor talking of olden times when
they were school girls together, they
were invited to the dining room by
Mrs. B. L. Hoke where a tw'o-course
dinner was served by Mrs. C. A. Stew
art and the hostess. The afternoon
was spent in the parlor where general
conversation was carried on until time
for them to go to their respective
homes, each one wishing her many hap
py returns of the day, and departed
glad to have spent such a happy day.
Mlrs. Earl was the recipient of many
useful little gifts. Those present
were: Rev. and Mrs. B. L. Hoke and
little Miss Lucile, and Mesdames Ira
Hardin, Jane Williams, M. F. Duncan,
J. G. Black, J. B. Ross, M. A. Metts,
S. A. Darwin, Mrs. B. J. Gold and
Mrs. C. A. Stewart.
Mr. Clarence J. Black arrived here
Thursday morning from Atlanta, Ga.,
and will spend the holidays with his
parents, Dr. and Mrs. J. G. Black.
Mr. Edward Lipscomb, of Gaffney,
spent a few hours here Wednesday
on business.
J. E. McAlester, who has the con
tract for the new passenger depot at
this place, has a large force at work
on the building and we are glad to see
it so near completion. It has been
needed for a long time, this being a
junction point a good many pas
sengers w r ait over here for trains each
day, and the people of Blacksburg ap
preciate the effort made by the South
ern to give us a comfortable station.
Mr. Willie Greenslade, of Atlanta,
Ga., is here spending the holidays with
Mr. and Mrs. A. Urquhart, on Pine
street.
Mr. Fell Babington, of Charlotte, N.
C., spent Saturday night here at the
Thomson house.
Mr. Furman Belue, of Greenville,
spent Saturday night and Sunday here
with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. E. K.
Belue.
Mr. Wm. Thomas spent Sunday af
ternoon in Grover.
Mrs. Mary Earl spent a few days in
Gaffney last week with relatives, re
turning home Friday.
Mrs. B. L. Hoke spent Thursday af
ternoon in Gaffney, shopping.
Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Martin, who
were married in Rock Hill last week,
are spending a few days here with the
former’s mother, on Carolina street.
Mrs. Martin is remembered here as
Miss Gay Crow and is a daughter of
Mr. and Joe Crow, one of the popular
engineers on the Charleston division
of the Southern, and for a long while
a resident of this place.' Mr. Martin
is a son of Mr. and Mrs. Martin
and is a promising young man and an
engineer on the Southern. We wish
for them a long life and much hap
piness.
Mr. C. A. Rlppy, formerly of this
place but now of Wilmington, N. C.,
is spending a few days here with his
sister, Mrs. Idele Mridges, on Caro
lina street.
Miss Della Rhyne returned home
from Charlotte, N. C., last Tuesday
where she visited relatives a day or
two.
' Mr. and Mrs* A. R. Osborne and lit
tle sou spent Friday here with Mr.
and Mrs. O. A. Osborne.
Miss Eleanor Urquhart, teacher of
mathematics at Chicora College,
Greenville, arrived here Saturday to
spend the holidays with her parents,
Mir. and Mrs. A. Urquhart, on Pine
street.
On Monday an election is to be
held here to vote on the bond ques
tion. We hope the bond will carry
as the electric lights will be quite an
improvement for Blacksburg.
Master Tally Albert, of Rock Hill,
spent Saturday here with his grand
mother, Mrs. Martha Moore, who re
turned home with him Saturday night
and will spend Xmas there.
The Prince of Peace and Christmas.
(Collier’s Weekly.)
All the old troublous questions of the
origin and destination of the Galilee
Carpenter have passed. All the me
dieval worriment in discriminating
between human and divine has gone,
all the puzzled inquiry into the mi
raculous. No longer is mankind stir
red over the non-essential. Theories
of Him fade away, dogmas on His na
ture lose their charm. His gentleness
has conquered. His influence con
tinues and widens. Slowly brighten
ing, the Gleam that touched Him
spreads through the world. His spirit
moves- on the face of civilization, and
makes it kindlier every generation.
The touch of His hand is on the grief-
stricken. Nurse, physician, and nun
are the messengers of His teaching.
The vestal fires burned out, but never
the fires of His spirit, which answer
each other from mountain top to
mountain top across the continents.
And deep in the heart of the people
they make family life sweeter and
ease the bitterness iof failure and ig
norance and all life’s incompleteness.
That wonder-working personality was
never so potent as today—-so insistent
and tenderly sure. Under a thousand
forms, creeds, and names, men serve
Him. And however far we go in the
conquest of nature, identifying the
North Pole, climbing the sky, prying
open electrical forces, mapping out
the subliminal, diminishing sin, dis
ease, war, poverty, ignorance—always
in the advance will be that gracious
figure of the Sinless One who showed
Love as the rule of life. One Perfect
Man—ardent and gentle—the race will
never tire of Him.
The holiday spirit inheres in the
merriment of children, a religious
glow for all participants, a burst of
generosity for those less favored, and
a sense of universal peace. Stated
more concretely, the deep concerns
of the day are the child, the family,
the church and the poor. Its active
celebration consists in releasing the
good-will of each heart through un
selfish action or gratitude. Its at
mosphere derives from the old-time
attractive belief that at a certain sea
son of the year there was a Peace of
God, with a laying down of arms and
a cessation of strife. The hope of the
day is that there shall Jie an exten
sion of the area and time-limit of that
peace till it gathers in the nations
and interpenetrates the daily strug
gle of the individual. A holiday sea
son offers us the chance to step out
and look at our work, and the spirit
and purpose of the work. It Is a
seventh-day affirmation of the worth
of the six (rays of headlong creative
activity. Like the Gobelin tapestry
weavers, we are mostly on the wrong
side of our own pattern. It is pro
foundly good once a year to see that
the outworking is gracious and pro
gressive. The deeper mood of Christ
mas is quieting to the perturbed spirit
of us We are permitted to glimpse
the e.ernal order—to know that the
near foreground is torn and swaying
with blind struggle and muddv tur
moil, but that, behind it, for ail the
reaches of space, there is the assur
ance of a great peace.
NEWS ITEMS
OF LOCAL INTEREST.
EVENTS IN GAFFNEY AND CHER
OKEE.
The Local Paper in the Home.
(Walterboro Press and Standard.)
The local newspaper should be
found in every home. No child will
grow up ignorant who b- taught
to appreciate the home paper It is
the stepping stone of intelligence in
all those matters not to be learned in
books. Gi\ e your children of foreign
paper which contains not one word
about any person, place or thing which
they ever saw or perhaps ever heard
of, and how can you expect them to
be interested? But let them have the
hpme paper and read of persons whom
they meet, and places with which
they are familiar, and soon an inter
est is awakened which increases with
every arrival of the local paper. Thus
a habit of reading is formed, and
these children will read the papers all
their lives and become intelligent
men and women, a credit to their an
cestors, strong in their knowledge of
the world as it is today.
Marked For Death.
“Three years ago I w’as marked for
death. A graveyard cough was tear
ing my lungs to pieces. Doctors fail
ed to help me, and hope had fled,
when my husband got Dr. King’s New
Discovery,” says Mrs. A. C. Williams,
of Bac. Ky. “The first dose helped
me and improvement kept on until I
had gained 58 pounds in weight and
my health was fully restored." This
medicine holds the world’s healing
record for coughs and colds and lung
and throat diseases. It prevents
pneumonia. Sold under guarantee at
Cherokee Drug Co. 50c and 11.00.
Trial bottle free.
—When you want good meal take
your corn to Wright’s mill and have
it ground by Pink Phillips, the most
experienced miller in the country
Dec. If-tS-M.
Recent Happenings in and Around
the City and Other Events Gath
ered by the Local News Editor.
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There was no mayor’s court yester
day morning. There has been but
one little inconsequential case within
the past two weeks.
Numbers of people in the neighbor
hood have killed hogs. Some were
large and we are sorry that much of
the meat is likely to be spoiled.
Mr. A. L. Hallman, familiarly known
as “Bert,” has moved into his hand
some new residence which he has re
cently erected on Phifer street, in the
northern part of the city.
The banks of the city will remain
open until 6 o’clock this evening in
order to accommodate their patrons.
They will take Friday and Saturday
as holidays, not opening for the re
sumption of business until Monday.
An oflicer tells The Ledger there is
very little drinking going on now
This same oflicer is our authority for
the statement that ninety per cent
of the whiskey being shipped into
Gaffney is for people who reside in
the country.
The results of the recent crusade
against the “blind tigers” by the local
police are being felt in our city. Al
though the holidays are on, there has
not been a session of mayor’s court in
more than a week, which goes to show
that “blind tiger” whiskey and viola
tons of law are closely connected.
The little daughter of Mrs. Hughes,
a widow, wbo lives a few miles from
Gaffney, was burned to death one af
ternoon last week. The child was
standing in front of a hot fire when
her dress caught, burning her so
severely that she lived only a few
hours after the accident.
The Limestone Sanitarium which
opened its doors the first of October
has been taxed to its fullest capacity
since, and the promotors of the enter
prise are well pleased with their in
vestment, and as one of our citizens
expressed it, “It is hard to see how
Gaffney managed to do without a bos
pital so long.”
The negro, Will Lockhart, who
broke into the store of Mr. Gilbert
Wylie, list Friday night, and who has
since tnat time been in jail, was
brought before the United States
Commissioner here Wednesday, charg
ed with stealing government records
from Deputy Collector John P.
Scruggs. The proof was conclusive
that the negro was guilty, and the
commissioner committed him to jail
to await his trial at the next term of
the district court at Greenville. Lock
hart denied stealing the bag contain
ing the records but said another negro
whom he saw take it gave it to him.
AFFIDAVITS FOR TIGERS.
Importers of Liquor Will Have to
Prove Ownership. / ’*
Charleston, Dec. 22.—All liquors im
ported for "personal use” will now be
seized by order of Mayor Rhett and it
will be up to the consignees to prove
the ownership of the stuff before the
county dispensary board, in lieu of
the policy, which has been in effect, of
parties securing immunity of seizure
by making an affidavit at the mayor’s
office that the liquor is their own and
for personal use.
The action of Mayor Rhett in dis
continuing the affidavit plan today is
a radical departure from the methods
of operating the dispensary system,
and the step was determined upon to
day on account of the known abuse
of the affidavit plan by parties who
connive at violation of the law and
willing to render their assistance and
allow the use of their names to blind
tigers and whiskey drummers.
It has grown to be a common occur
rence for parties to make an affidavit
that they are Importing liquor for
their own use, which is really inten
ded for some dealer. It is true that a
bottle or two may go to the individual,
but the bulk of it finds its way on the
market for sale, in violation of the
law. and now that Mayor Rhett haa
discovered that the system Is hens;
abused, he promptly decided today
that no more affidavits or permits will
be issued from his office and the con
signees will now have to fight for their
liquors, when the police seize it.
The county hoard has long contend
ed that this affidavit privilege has op
erated against the business of the dis
pensaries. The operation and enforce
ment of the law will now be wholly
in the hands of the county board.
Boys Back From College
The Cherokee boys who are attend
ing Clemson College are all home to
spend the holidays. They are: C. F.
Inman, Jr.. F. A. McCraw. G w
Byers, T. A. Kirby J. B. Kirby C. 8.
Patrick, W. W. Foster, J. C Prid-
more, E H. Wood, C. M. Robbs F. L.
Ross E. 8. Rogers, and L. H. Hardin,
of Blacksburg. You are welcome
home, young gentlemen, and The Led
ger extends each of you the compli
ments of the season.
—Finest watch repairing end *n
graving at Gaffney Jewelry Co.
“THE DARK CORNER.”
Some Remarks on Mr. McGhee’s New
Book.
Washington, Dec. 21.—In his scorch
ing satire, Byron remarked:
“Pleasant it is to see one’s name in
print,
A book’s a book, although there’s
nothing in’t.”
But there is something in the book
of which your correspondent writes,
and this book should be of peculiar
interest to South Carolinians. “The
Dark Corner,’’ by Zach McGhee, re
cently issued by the Grafton Press,
is the one referred to. There Is plen
ty of human Interest in the tale as
told, and the author has a fresh, vigor
ous style of narration which follows
where the writer has something to
tell, knows how to tell it and can give
practical reasons for the faith that is
in him. “The Dark Corner” is not ap
plicable to that twilight zone of the
Piedmont where the people engage
in the illicit manufacture of liquid
corn and then look upon it while it is
“yaller—” it is no more applicable
there than to many other sections of
the Palmetto State or the country at
large. It is a charming, well told
story exposing the ridicultus absurdi
ties and obstacles in the way of ele
mentary education—the, teaching of
children—a splendid satire—a strik
ing anithesis to “Dothe-boys Hall"
where Squeers and Nicholas Nickleby
did business. And better still it is a
sincere and eloquent tribute to the
true, conscientious country school
teacher by one who has an intelligent
conception of and brotherly sympathy
for the wielder of the birchen rod. A
delightful romance, like a golden
thread, courses through the skein of
the tale set forth, and an appreciable
vein of humor well balances the more
serious thoughts and philosophical
reflections. In the dedicatory note,
the author pays a deserved tribute to
the heroes who never figure in the
limelight—the men who fulfill a high
noble mission in life. Of these he
very truly says: “Who, impelled by
some spirit within them, which I must
believe is not merely the voice of God
but God Himself, deliberately and
cheerfully renounce both the cravings
of their carnal natures and the lofty
yearnings of their spiritual beings to
pursue lives of toil, poverty, ami ob
scurity, that they may brighten the
minds, ennoble the souls, and in
crease the opportunities of other men’s
children.”
“The Dark Corner” possesses
enough merit, originality and indivi
duality to give its author a firm hold
In the field of letters.
P. H. Fike.
The Spirit of Christmas.
We heartily endorse the following
sentiments of the Charlotte Observer
regarding the Christmastime:
“We are entering once again upon
the Christmas season—spiritually and
socially the most significant festival
of the year. Let us for once put aside
selfishness and enter into the spirit
of this occasion with the whole-heart
edness that the consequence of the
great festival merits. Let us put
away the cares and worries of busi
ness; the vexatious problems that go
to harass and annoy us the year
round, and in remembering others,
forget self and be happy. This glori
ous Yuletide comes but once a year;
it is but a little journey to the Other
Side; let us make merry while the
pulse of God’s blessed gift of life
throbs within us.
“All of us are planning to.make the
occasion a happy one for the dear lit
tle ones at home—for the husband,
wife, father, mother, sister, or broth
er. Let us not forget how meaning
less this blessed season may be to
those whom we have always with us
—the poor. Let us endeavor to see
that not one of these poverty-stricken
ones shall awake on the glorious
Christmas morning to confront—an
empty stocking. As God has prosper
ed us let us minister to them. Let
each one of us search out some one
of the needy and make him or her
happier for just one day, and when
we have accomplished this good thing
will the full realization of the Divine
promise dawn upon us. They are all
God’s creatures—these needy ones—
clothed in His image and numbered
among the elect for whom the Great
Sacrifice was made. Let us help them
to an understanding of what Christ
mas Day means.
“For the sake of Him who gave His
only Begotten Son as a gift to the world
eschew the narrow, mean spirit that
decries the custom of gift-giving; it
is symbolic of the precious Christmas
gift the Heavenly Father gave to the
world near two thousand years ago;
and it is the spiritual consciousness
attendant upon this inspired custom
that brings its own reward—the inde
scribable feeling of deep contentment
attendant upon a good deed well done.
So likewise, the man or woman who
seeks to banish from the fairyland of
childhood the beautiful myth of Santa
Claus is an enemy to the human race.
The spirit that would shatter this
cherished hope of twelvemonth, this
bright ray of joy reflected through
the vista of the year, that beck
ons the tots to the happiest
day of their lives and leaves
its sweet memories of full stockings
and enchanted dreams, does not
measure up to the full breath of
Christian citizenship. Rather let us
perpetuate this delightful mystery of
the ages and by our works decree
that the children’s patron saint shall
not know the proud portals of the rich
from the humble hovels of the poor.
“May we—all of us—enter Into the
spirit of the season with hearts at
tuned to the beautiful lesson that it
neuleate*—making others happy. ‘God
bless us every one.’ ”
—Christmas Flour at W. J. Wilkins
k Company.
MEDITATIONS OK
THE FLIGHT OF TIME
CHANGES IT BRINGS TO THE
HUMAN FAMILY.
Christmas Upon Us Again and The
Memories. It Awakens Origin of
t e Custom of Giving.
Blacksburg, Dec. 20.—“Tempus fu-
git et cum tempore mutamus.”
(Time flies, and with it we change).
Never was a truer assertion made,
than this one. How rapidly time has
flown! Days have passed into weeks
since my last writing; the numerous
changes which have taken place in
our home, having been the cause of
my silence—together with my nurs
ing a severe cold. I am somewhat
improved but have not yet entirely
recovered.
Quietness reigns again, the nup
tials of my last brother having been
celebrated in the last week, some
sensation was created. Mother and
myself are left alone.
It is the Sabbath day—should my
conscience reprove me for this meth
od of observing it, which otherwise
should be spent alone? All the house
hold have gone to attend divine ser
vices. In my moments of meditation,
involuntarily, my thoughts drifted to
the Sabbath and I reioiced that the
day has been sent down on earth;
thinking, the higher we go the nearer
we come, I trust, to the eternal Sab
bath.
Somehow all nature seems to be in
touch with my mood of musing. Far
out to the distant horizon nothing is
to be seen but a sea of snowy clouds,
which wholly overshadow the earth
and hide the sun from view’. Vast,
solid, and of the most perfect white
ness. they stretch on every side,
forming, as they lie in thick masses,
between which not a crevice is dis
cernible, an unbroken curtain, divid
ing the heavens from the earth. This
scene comes to me in comparison to
many of us human beings. Many
hearts are weighed down and over
shadowed by thick and impenetrable
darkness. Seeing the wide fissure
gradually disclosing itself, as the
hitherto solid mass of clouds separate
on either side; just so, the clouds will
vanish and the light be revealed to
those in darkness, if we pursue the
true course in search for it.
While wholly occupied with these
and similar musings, the mood for
writing was inspired in me.
In speaking of the Sabbath, it re
calls an amusing conversation I retut
of between two persons.
A New England clergyman was
taking breakfast one morning in a
hotel in a little western town. A
rough old fellow approached him and
asked: “Goin’ to the races, strang
er?” The clergyman replied: “I
don’t expect to.”
“Goin’ to the ball game?”
“No.”
“Well, where are you going?”
“I’m going to church.”
“Where do you come from?”
“New England.”
“Oh, that explains it. That’s where
they keep the Sabbath and every
other thing they can lay their hands
on.”
What is considered by all children
to be the most important event in
their lives each succeeding year—the
time of “Peace on earth, and good
will toward men”—will soon take
place. To those with kind and loving
parents, relatives and friends, it is in
deed deed a most happy event. All
of us can look backward to the days
when for weeks previous to Christ
mas, our sleeping hours were filled
with dreams of dear old Santa Claus,
and our days were filled with pleas
ant anticipations and expectations.
While to many these memories
have been obliterated, yet with a full
realization of all hap^'ine 0 '? H brln 0 "’.
—we should try to extend it to others.
The bestowal of Christmas g!*s, so
a legend tells us, was a custom in
augurated in memory of gold, frankin
cense and myrrh presented to the in
fant Jesus by the wise men from the
East who, carrying many treasures,
“set forth upon their journey Mth
exceeding great joy.” Ah! that the
spirit of love and devotion which
prompted that. Christmas gift, might
live on in the world! Bui alas! in f o
the usage, during these many cen
turies, have crept motives that are
mercenary, selfish and hypocritical.
Many of us do not send gifts with the
true spirit, but because we think it is
expected of us. I hope as we grow
older the Christmas message will
stow stronger and more distinct;
with each year, the peace on earth
brings more of calm, more of solace;
and the good will to men brings a
greater Inspiration to broad charity
and kindly deeds.
The old year 1908 is almost gone.
How grateful we should be that the
fleures were not carved on the mar
ble over our dust. They have been
graven thus on many a tablet, among
them, over some friends very dear to
us. Then when we have no assurance
that we shall behold the end of the
year 1909 with our mortal eyes, how
should we enter upon it? I answer
thoughtfully, prayerfully, gratefully,
hopefully.
Each of us has a birthday which we
observe with more or less ceremony.
On that day probably even the most
thoughtless of us has a touch of
serious realization that “today I am
one year older.” And we feel a little
more responsible than we did before
—a little more inclined to indulge in
ideals and to live up to them.
New Year’s day is a sort of univer
sal birthday we may celebrate to
gether in a common spirit of festivity
and fraternal good will. And it is
also a birthday for wagon loads of
new resolutions.
The groans and squeaks of the
“water-wagon” are loudest at this
time, the cigarette market suffers a
paralytic slump; the vocal dictionary
of “cuss words” endures a severe con
traction. All this is as It should be.
Let us not smother our good New
Year’s resolutions because the profes
sional paragrapher of the newspapers
and the funny man of the comic pa
pers makes them a target for annual
gibes. Keep on reslving just the
same—and then stick to it.
We are told that “there is a season
for all things.” Happily, New Year’s
day comes in winter when there is
time for its joyous celebration around
the family hearthstone—and also
leisure for the seasonable meditation
necessary to bring to the surface of
our minds the noble impulses and de
sires to which we may give practical
force and effect by the brave determi
nation to crystallize them into living
acts; and when our moral capacities
are stronger and more alert under its
energizing influence than when we
are sweltering under the enervating
heat of mid-summqr. Let as many of
us who will, resolve to keep a diary
of our lives during the year 1909, and
note if the daily records will not
prove an inspiration for more deter
mined efforts to higher and nobler
deeds.
While writing this I am not failing
to begin my reforming with self, be
cause I belong to that class of persons
who are conscious of their short-com-
ings. Did I not fall so far short of
accomplishing just what I should, I
could not know so well how to write
of the errors of human beings. I hope
to improve in e/ery respect, to forget
the spoiled part of the past, and live
for a brighter future. I cannot re
frain from feeling a degree of ecstacy
at the approaching of “Yuletide,”
wondering what the time will reveal
to me.
With the passing away of 1908 leap
year dies.
What woman has ever availed her
self of the privilege of proposing in
leap year? Nevertheless, it is inter
esting to discover whence the idea
arose.
"Her maist blessit majestie, Mar
garet” decreed in the year 1288 that
during her reign every maid of Scot
land, whether of hirh or low degree,
should speak to the man she loved.
If he were not betrothed already he
must marry the maid or pay 100
pounds. Queen Margaret died, and
the women were then clamorous for
this strange privilege to continue.
To appease them an act of parliament
was passed allowing the maidens to
make their proposals everv fourth
year.
“Ben Hope,” I trust that for you.
as well as myself, the New Year has
in store that material which shall en
able you to reach the summit of your
ambitions. Isn’t It a blessing to rea
lize instead of anticipate, that one is
independent? N
Merry Christmas! merrv Christ
mas! Christmas greeting to all every
where; I leave you now with wishes
bright for a glad New Year!
“Lucile Lee.”
Sunday Evening Meditation.
I will endeavor to put into words
a few thoughts on today’s sermon,
and to word a’few wishes that may
materialize from the efforts of such
men as the Rev. Mr. Guy.
We were highly gratified to listen
to a most eloquent and timely dis
course at Goucher Creek this morning
by Mr. Guy—it sounded like a first-
class sermon from a fearless, earnest
and gifted Methodist preacher, and I
was almost templed to say “Amen”
to several sentences in his sermon;
but as the good deacons sat silent I
thought a Methodist should not be
presumptions.
Mr. Guy certainly handles the sins
of professing Christians in the right
manner, and I wish tlu r.rh r. ser
mon could have been preached from
a thousand pulpits today. His text
was from 2nd chapter of Luke, and
11th verse—a Christmas discourse.
He told how Christmas should be ob
served by Christians and how some
professing Christians celebrated the
event. Mr. Guy, of the Baptist church,
as well as Mr. Owen, of the Method
ist church, realizes the great truth
that it is not outside pressure but in
ward rottenness that hurts the pros
perity of our churches; and I do hope
and pray that these two brethren will
go forward in the good work in our
community until the whiskey devil
shall have been driven from our
midst, and that they will have the
roll of membership in their churches
pure, and if needs be, so few that
when each name is slowly called no
saint or sinner can truthfully say,
“That name has a tally on a jug
handle in the express office at Paco-
let or Gaffney.” Yet, these old red
nosed topers, and even younger church
members, too, may possibly have
tneir hands Indirectly stained with
the blood of the murdered, that now
is hardly cold, and cries mightily to
the God of justice for retribution.
N. G. L.
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