The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, March 23, 1897, Image 4
DAN^UPID.
By THE DUOHESS.
' [OopjrTJjrlit, 1?M, by tlie Author.}
Sometimes too tiot tho eye of heaven
?bine*. Toduy proven it. Terrible ia tbo
Strength of tho ruys that Old Sol is
flinging broadouHt upon the Himraering
tarth. The tennis players havo given in
to it, and confessing themselves van
quit-In (l havo flung thoir rackotfl to
the winds and themselves into gardeu
ohaira or else prone upon tho shaven
lawn ander tho aoaoiaa according to
their sex.
Two of them, howovcr, havo wander
ed rathor fur from tho aoacias and tho
toa tables and tbo tent, where better
things than ten oau be had for tho ask
ing. Thoy havo wandorod into a little
green apace, ahnt out from a noisy world
by rowa and rows of hedges, all beech,
on tho north and south, nud heavy
rhododendrons on tho two other sides.
It is a litth- dream of a place, ontercd
by one, opening only, and that through
tho booohos.
"A sort of Arcadia, isn't it?" nays
Mr. Brooke, glancing upnt his compan
ion from his lounging position upon the
grass at her feet.
"No," Hayn she, with a littlo frown.
Sho muk?s a chuvmiug picturo, sitting
bero iu tho sunshino next tho old sun
dial, with hor hut lying on tho ground
bosido her and the gliuting raya from
the glowing heavens throwing goldou
lighta into her fine brown hair. Hor
eyes aro blue and just ut this moment
a littlo angry. Tho mouth, too, so prone
to laughter as a rule, has grown mu
tinous. Half child, half woman, she
has not yet learned tho moro dolicato
shades of Booioty'a colors and lots her
thought* lie openly upon her lovely face.
"You aro hard to please," says ho,
bis eyes on hers. As a rule, his eyes aro
Heidorn anywhere else.
"Well, you arc not I" returns aho
promptly.
From afar the thrnm, thrum, thrum,
of a hnnjo conies to thnm, breaking a
stillnoss that iB almost oppressive
^"That'a tho nnklndest cut of all,"
says Mr. Brooko plaoidly. "It's rathor
a out at Miss Morlund, too, isn't it? I
prcsumo you alludo to my cngagomout
to her."
"You presume vory*wrougly, thon. I
was not thinking of Miss Morlund. Sho
ought to pleaso. She is rich, young,
handsome."
"Rich, yes."
"And huudsomo," persistently.
"la eho? Ob, yes, of courso sbo is. A
porfoot Junot Too perfect a Juno, per
haps."
"Yon shouldn't sneor at hor," says
tho girl gruvoly.
? "I know that, and that's why I do
it, "says ho. "It is so diflicult to resist
temptation, and to do the wrong thing
is always so plcasaut." Ho is talking
idly, scarcely knowing what ho says,
his mind full of her, full of tho knowl
edge that he Iovcb her, her only, and
with all tho passion of his nnturo, and
that ho is engugod to ho married to an
other woman, a handsome woman, tho
daughter and heiress of a cotton mer
chant, what hor own class would call a
"fluo girl," tail, with light oyes and
lighter hair and distinctly uuderhrcd.
Sho hud mot Goorgo Brooko some
mouths ugo at tbo house of a mutual
friend, and being tilled with n Htrong
desiA) to rise out of hor cotton surround
' lugsihud given him very clearly to un
derstand that ehe was willing to accept
him should he chooso to accept her for
tune, whioh wns enormous, in oxchango
for tho old title that must como to him
ou tho doath of his uuolo, Lord Farn
hum, u beggarly titlo, uo penny of money
coming with it, as tho uuolo lot tho
nophow know as oftou ns opportunity
coourrod.
There had been bad blood between
Lord Fnrnhotn and his second brother,
George Brooko's father, and Fnrnhnm
was not a man to forgot. Ho sworo ho
would visit tho sin of tho father upon
the son, and sooner than let hia mouoy
go to tho young Goorgo ho would leavo
it to n hospital. Aa for thu old uhiuo
and tho koeping up of it, lot it go to
tho devil. Young Georgo would inherit
that in spitoof him, but it should provo
a barruu honor to him.
Georgo took no stops to nssuago his
unolo's wrath, but ho thought a good
doal of the timo wheu ho should ho
Lord Farnham, with only ?500 n year
to back his titlo. Ho had shirked tho
idea of marrying for monoy, but when
Miss Morlund, with hor undeniably
goldon charms, flung hor self at his head,
ho permitted himself to argue the ques
"You are hard to please," saus he.
tion with himself. Mmy a follow, ho
told himself, had dono it boforo. It was
a fair oxohaeve. His title for her mon
oy I He was heart whole. Ho would uot
do hor or nny othor woman any wrong
in mnrrying her. Ho would think about
it?ho hesitated?and finally was lost
Miss Morlund aoceptod him oalml
was a littlo vulgar ovor her monoy,
lot it ho known that sho thought it a
pity that the present Lord Furnhum wan
iu such romurkahly robust health for to
old n man, and said she would not 1 ??
to ho married until the coming nutui; .).
It was thou November. George, glnd uf
a reapito, did not press for an earlier
day, a oironmstance tho hoiroso remem
bered. Ho boro up under his now chnint
with a marvelous eourago. Ho was not
in lovo with any ono, ao thoy did not
gall him. Then camo a day when both
ho and M.. < Morlnnd wero asked down
to stay for a month at tho Shirleyn', and
thero he met Dorothy Dene.
A little, slender mniden, with big
gray eyes and hair that rippled all ovor
hor whito forehead. A rather out at el
bow* littlo maiden, whoso best frook
was a muslin nud whoso ornaments
wero roses. Tho Sbirloya, a young cou
ple, adored her and would huvo hor to
Stay with thorn as often as over tho old
squire, hor fatbor, would lot hor oomo
to them. Sho had boeu taken foroiblo
possesnion of by thom from the month
that anw Goorgo Brooko there and his
fiancee, with tho most disastrous re
sults*. Georgo Brooko foil madly iu lovo
with her, and sho loved him.
It has gono so far with them indeed
that though no word lias yot bcon spo
ken oaoh knows tho other'* heart, and
sitting hero today iu Hiis littlo, danger
ously lonoly retreat a sonso of passion
ate protest against tho fate that is divid
ing thom is thrilling through every
(ono.
"Wo ought to go baok," ways Miss
Deno presently in a rathor changed
tono. Sho had been a littlo offended
perhaps by tho frivolity of his answer.
"Gl,, not yot,1 surtoly. Wo huvo ben
here so short a lu.il, u'jd to jgofc away
fron? Shirley's baujo, it ouJy for a min
ute or two, ta bo intense a relief."
"It is more thou u minute or two,"
rising. I'We bavo been here an immense
time. Agnes?Mrs. Shirley?will be
wondering what baa become of us. 80."
regarding him steadily, ''will Miss
Morland."
"Let her woudor. Besides, she bos
forgotten us by this timo in the delight
of Lord Tottenham's society. I wonder
what she sees iu that old fossil? For my
part I'm always thinking whon with
him of what I don't see?hair, teeth,
oto."
"Sbo is vory kind to him, poor old
man."
"And amiability is bor strong point.
How many charms you havo discovered
in her of late."
"I don't think yon ought to spoak of
hor liko that," says tho girl, turning
upon him with a httlo flash in her love
ly oyes. "You shouldn't criticiso her."
"Why not? I certainly shan't bo ablo
to critioiso her noxt month, so I may .as
woll make tho most of my timo now.
Noxt month"?slowly, and almost defi
antly?"I shall ho tho blossed proprietor
of Mrs. Drooko, and it is not permissi
ble to oritiolso one's own wife, whatever
yon may do with regard to your
friond's."
He has spoken deliboratoly and with
seoming unconcorn, though in truth his
heart is torn in two by n very passion
of despair and regret. They aro both
standing, but she has turnod sharply
aside and has so placed bersolf that bo
cannot sen hor faco. Ho had meant to
provoke some word from kor, uud her
silence maddens him.
"What aro you thinking of?" asks ho
angrily, going up to hor and compelling
her to return his guzn.
She has grown very pale, but sbo
meets bin eyes without flinching.
"Nothing," says sbo in a tono out
of which all her courage cannot koep
tho sound of desolation.
"A woman's answer. I know what
you wore thinking of for all that?that
thoro is no more despica'olo thing on
earth than a man who marries a woman
for her money. Yet what was I to do?
Was the old namo to bo forever lower
ed? A titlo?and ??>00 a year?how do
they go together? Money I felt that I
must havo, and when it eamo my way I
took it. Do yen think I don't care?
now? Bnt tho thing iH done. And my
uncle?that old man?ho is a perfect
dovil, he will do nothing for me. I am
tied?am bound."
"Yes," says she simply. Slio has
taught herself indeed to regard it in
thiB light. Of very old family herself,
tho demands of race scorn natural to
bor. To givo up all for tho sake of tho
old name?that has reason in it?hut
that it should bo they two who must
givo up?that seems hard I
"Why don't you spoak?" says ho
harshly. "You despise me; you
think"?
"I think nothing but what is kind of
you," says she, her voico trembling,
but hor face full of a geutle dignity. "I
do not despise you. Why should I? I
think vou are doing right. When nn old
titlo comes to one, it should borogardod
as a sacred charge, and you?you meant
to do tho best you could for it. You
will be able, in spite of -your uncle, to
keep up tho old namo"?
"Oh, d?n tho old name!" inter
rupts ho passionately, with a dcup
groan. He has spoken very low certain
ly?and certainly it seems as though
tho word had been forced from him
against Iiis will?but Dorothy, hearing
this terriblo speech, grows dumb. To so
denounce the "old name!" She pauses,
gazing at him as if thunderstruck.
"I bog your pardon," suys he moodi
ly. Why has she taken it all so much
for granted? Is thero no loophole of es
cape? If sbo had cared as much as ho
docs, would sho havo been so ready to
acknowledge the claims of tho "old
name?" "Doyounever think, Dorothy,"
says ho slowly, "of bow it might have
been if?if" ?
With a little swift, imperative gesture
sho puts up her hand and checks him.
Her very lips aro white. Her large eyes
grow suddenly larger as cruel, smarting
tears fill them. Even as Brooke gazes
at her, two bright drops overflow her
Jids and rnn quickly down hor pale
cheeks.
"Dorothy!" says he, making a move
ment toward her.
"No, no. Don't mind mo!" says sho
bravely, repulsing him with euger
hands. "Yoo are doing what is best for
you, indeed, and?and aftei ward you
will bo glad that? Yes"?nervously?
"uud besides"?
"Oh, that will do," says he bitterly.
"Why should you troublo yourself to
try and reconcilo 1110 to my fate? I daro
say thoro aro worse things that might
befall a man than having to accept a
fortune."
"I wish," says Bho iu a heartbroken
voioo, "that you would try to bo a little
happy about it "
"Is there anything elso yon wish?"
says he, pushing oil' his arm the little
friendly hand sho has placed upon it.
"Happy, aftor all," throwing up his
bead, with a short laugh. "Why* not?"
"Why not indeed?" Badly. "This is
ouly a moment's folly on your part.
Every other day you aro an merry as tho
best of us. Tomorrow you will bo your
self again."
"How you havo studied mo? You are
right. I am tho most frivolous, the
most light hearted, of my sex. Some
times," says ho, laughing again, "I'm
bo happy that I wish"? Ho pauses.
"Yes?"
?"that I was dead!" says he, with
suoli a sudden, vehement change from
affected carolossnoss to honest misery
that hor heart dies within her. Fear
takos possossiou of her.
"Oil, nol Oh, no!" cries bIio, her
voice dying away in a sob. Instinctive
ly sho moves toward him, his arms
opon. in a moment she is lying on his
breast.
"Ob, don't vish yourself doadl" sobs
sho, oryiug bittorly.
"I don't now." whispers he, tighten
ing his arms round tho slcndor, belovod
1 in le form.
"I ought not to bo bore. I oughtn't
indeed," says she, making, however, 110
effort to redeem he r position. "There
is Miss Morland to think of."
"There is indeed I" says ho ruofully.
It is a cheerful ruefulness, howovor.
With his world in bis nrms ho oan
afford to fight with outsiders. And ho
was not wrong after all. Sho does lovo
him.
"Couldn't you"? begins Miss Dene,
and then breaks off.
"Couldn't I what, darling?"
"Couldn't you break it on* with her?"
whispors sho into tho right side of his
coat.
Hahl This was what ho wanted!
"I could," says be, laughingly softly
and pressing the protty bond against his
heart with his hand, "and I wiJll''
"I wouldn't say a word?not a sylla
ble," says Dorothy, with awful deter
mination, "if sho loved yon?but she
doesn'tl" This duoidedly, with all the
impenetrable perspicacity of youth, that
novcr roasous, yet always knows I
"No?" mcokly. "I confess that idea
has occurred to myself, but if my per
sonal charms aro a matter of indiffer
euco to her, why thon has sho dono me
tho honor to accept mo?"
"They Pay," Rays Mi km Dorothy, lift
hh h to 1'"il'jyh" 1,11 the
?IV/q/ don't you spcakt" says he harshly.
ought to produce, "that you want to
marry hor for her money, and that she
wauts to marry you for your title."
"Do thoy?" says Mr. Brooke. "Asa
rule tho mighty 'thoy' uro always right,
but for ouco thoy uro at fault. If she
wants to marry mo for my titlo, I'm
sorry for her. Firstly, becauso I'm go
ing to marry some one olso, and, second
ly, becauso if I did marry her tho covet
ed title would not be hers until bcr
hair was gray, tho old boy being about
as strong at present aB uuy annuitant
And ns for mo, I most solemnly swear
I don't want to marry hor, oitber for
her money or anything clso."
"Ah! But yon did," says sho.
"Even if so you should not bo tho
ouo to reproach mo," says he.
I "Yes. That's true. I'm bound to
you," says sho, nestling closer to him.
"And," in an awed tono, "when will
I you toll hor about it, George?"
Sho hesitates so admirably ovor tho
pronouncing of bis nnmo thnt George
laughs und catching up hor pretty hand
kisses the pink palm of it with rapture.
"F?rst thing tomorrow," says he. "To
tell you tho truth, I think the hns an
inkling of it. Sho said somothiug about
you tho other day that looked us if she
was joalous."
"Sho couldn't ho jealous?sho doesn't
love," says Dorothy, with conviction.
"Oh," with n little, long drawn sigh,
"it is dreadful to feel jenlousl"
"You needn't have felt it," says ho
tenderly.
"But I did. I couldn't boar to think
sho was to belong to you, whilo I?
Well," with a happy littlo sigh this
timo that brings tears into hor eyeB,
"I'm not joalous now. I wonder what
she'll say to yon?"
"Givo me good day no doubt and re
joico ovor a quittaneo of had rubbish.
After all, ?he was throwing herself
away. A girl with a couple of millions
might easily have made her own of a
better match than I ten likely to provo. "
"Sho could havo mudo no better
match," indignantly. "Oh," starting,
"is that Agues calling? Oh, come, lot
us ran I Wo have beenboro a droadfully
long time."
"Til1, tomorrow, then," Bays ho,
catching hor in his arms and kissing
her. "Tomorrow, I pruy houven, will
leave mo free to tell all tho world that
I love you."
Tomorrow, however, bringB its own
plans?with the hot water at 8 which a
man brings him, a veritablo bombshell
in the shapo of a letter, that blows all
his intentions to pioces.
Hifl nnolo. Lord Farnhnm, is dead, so
writes Lord Faritham's lawyor, and has
loft his nephew not only tho titlo, which
ho couldn't keep from him, but his en
tiro fortune, ?14,000 a year. At tho
last the name hud been too much for the
old man. Ho had given his all for the
keeping up of it. He had even given up
his revenge, though, if he had known
it, ho could hardly have madohis neph
ew more unhappy than by the bestowal
of this most unbooked for gift.
How is be to go to Miss Morlaud now
ind demand his liberty? With the title
and the fortune, too, in both his hands,
how is he to ask her to break off his en
gagement? His soul sinks like lend
within him. It was such nu open ar
rangement between them, she to give
money, ho tho title, that now when ho
finds himself independent of her money
it seems impossible to ark her to let
him go free from tho dotestod bond.
A last tight for life animates him. He
will seek an interview with Miss Mor
land after breakfast and put tho ease
fairly before her. If she still elected to
adhero to their original contract, so be
it. Goodby then to lifo and joy and
happiness. Tho honor that alone re
mains will be but a poor comforter.
Knowledgo of Miss Morlaud tells him
that sho will he very likely to assert her
rights and decido on keeping her hold
of titlo and estate. He manages to ask
her for a few minutes alone with him
hoforo leaving tho breakfast room.
Something new in her face as Fhc an
swers him?granting tho required iu
torviow?strikes him at tiio moment,
but not forcibly. Of lato her moods
havo been very variable.
"Now?" asks he.
"Tho sooner tho better, " returns she
shortly. "The library is id ways vacant
at this hour. '8111111 we go Mure?"
"A good place," says he, trying to
look culm, whilo his heart is thumping
violently against his side, as though it
would burst its bonds.
"Look here, " aays Miss Morlaud as
ho wiores the library door behind him.
'One word is as good ns ten"?this is
the usual graceful Mylo in which sho
carries on her conversation, "l know
quito woll why you nro here, and I may
as well havo tho first word. You uro
sick of me, and I'm sick of yon. That's
it?isn't it?"
"Really"? begins Brooko feebly. Ho
is indeed so overpower* d by tho bril
liancy of this attack that ho finds words
difficult to him.
"Tho foot is," goes on Miss Morlaud,
waving his attempt at a reply aside
with a gesturo of her large, firm hand,
"I don't think there is tho remotest
ehane.i of the old gentleman dying?
Farnhnm, you know?and you without
the titlo aren't good enough. "
"I can qnito understand that," says
ho gravoly, shocked at her ooarsoncRS.
"It is, however, a pity you didn't think
of that sooner. I presumo it was uover
mo then; it was only tho titlo."
"Woll, as far as that goes," Bnys flho,
"I presumo it was never me either. It
was only tho money. " At this ho colors
hotly. Sho laughs. "Does thut troublo
you?" says she. "Well, money dings
to money, you know, and Ihuvodooidod
that oue in the bjind is worth two in
tho bush." This is a dark saying to
him, bat time explains it. "Tho truth is
I Raw Lord Farnhnm in town just ho
foro I can o down hero, und bo looks as
if ho would last forovcr?as if ho wonld
uovor get older."
"No. ho will nover get older," ro
poats Brooko in n ourious tone. With
tho old man lying dond, this heartless
spoeoh of hors?this ornol longing for
his death?sounds oven moro dotostablo
than it would havo wero ho living. Ho
himself had not lovod tho old lord, but
ho had never wished him dead.
"Ab to that, I snpposo ho will have
to, whether ho likes it or not," says she
vindictively. "But I don't feel inclin
ed to wait for him. And?or?ns Lord
Tottonbam"?
"res?" says ho, his heart giving a
great bound.
"An Lord Tottenham asked me last
night to marry bim, I deoided that it
would bo better to bring our engage
ment to an end."
"I am to understand, then, that yon
are about to marry Lord Tottenham?"
asks he formally, subduing all oxpres
Thit it unbearable.
slon of his passionato roliof by a su
preme offort So Tottenham was "tho
bird in tbo band I" A tough ono truly
Exactly so."
You nro wiho in your own genera
tion," says he, with a passing smilo,
"and sound in your proverbs."
"You don't express mucli regret at
all evonts," says eho.with a shrill luugb
"I am wiso in this, at least, that I don't
care about dividing my husband's af
fection with another. That little girl
to whom you givo your wholo time
will no donbt bo glad to sburo with
you your ?500 a year."
This is nnboarable.
"If you olludo to Miss Done, "says
he quietly, though his faco is pale and
his eyes flushing, "I do not think sbo
gives hor entire thoughts to money.
Five hundred pounds a your, however,
would, I acknowledge, bo but a poor
thing to lay at her foot. I am glad,
therefore, that it is now in my powor to
offer her ?14,000."
"WhatI" says Miss Morland. She
takes a stop forward. Dismay, conster
nation, discomfiture, are all largely
knit on her astonished face.
"Lord Farnham died at 10 o'clock
last night. Coutrary to my expootationi
ho has loft me every penny ho possessed."
Ho bows and moves toward the door.
"Stay?ono momont," gasps Miss
Morlnnd. If sho has even ono small
grain of bopn loft that sho ftiay still he
Lady Farnham, his next words destroy
it.
"Yon must pardon mo," says ho. "1
have an appointment with Miss Dono.
Sho has not yet heard my news. Ali,
Lord Tottenham," to that carefully pre
served old beau ns ho most opportunely
outers the room, "permit mo to con
gratulate you. Miss Morland has just
informed mo of your engagement to her.
I foci sho hnsdono wisely indeed. With
much humility I confess myself very
much tiro worse man of the two!"
Ho laughs and hurries away to find
Dorothy waiting for him in that little
sacred spot ho bad named Arcadia yes
terday. Sho rises as ho ce-ncs toward
her and turns so deadly white that ho
is afraid sho is going to faint.
"It is all right!" cries ho joyously,
to reassure hor. A little cry escapes her.
Sho would have gono to him, but her
limbs refuse to obey her, and if ho bad
not caught her in his arms sho would
have fallen. There is no restorative
power so effectual as a lover's kiss.
Dorothy is presently her charming self
annin.
"Oh, how did it happen?" cries Pho
rapturousiy. "I prayed for it all last
night, hut somehow I novcr had much
ho; I'.ai given you up, then!
R.
'?.o...iy and truly."
"Oh, how could she?" leaning back
from him to gazo into his dear face, the
handsomest in the world to her.
"Well, it appears sho could quite
easily," says he, with a hearty laugh.
"You may think mo good to look at,
but when compared with such a youth
ful Adonis as my Lord Tottenham, even
you must allow that I ought to taka a
back seat."
"Do yon moan to (ell me," with
growing indignation, "that sho has
given you up for Lord Tottenham?''
"Even so, my good child."
"Ponfl She's n fool. She's not worth
waiting words upon," says Miss Deno,
with scornful conviction.
"That's what I think. Let's talk of
ourselves," says ho.
"Oh, ns for that," Bays she, turning
suddenly vory dismal aud trying to give
her head tho properly dejected droop,
"I dare Boy you will be sorry about all
this later on. I .have not been n good
friend to you," with a boavy .sigh,
"and that's tho truth. "
"What am I going to ho sorry about?"
"You know. You said yesterday that
it would ho dreadful to livo on ?500 a
year."
"So it would with Miss Morland?
not with you."
"Ah! That is all very well now. Bnt
I Raid something about it to father last
wook?'not ahout you and mo, you know,
but nbout things generally?and ho said
that when poopio without money mar?
riod othor people without money it was
madness." This rather involved son
tonco she gives fortli with great solem
nity.
"What a lot ho said!" exclaims Lord
Farnham, with affected admiration.
"Hut, after all, it seems to inn ho didn't
know what ho was talking ahout. Tho
real question is, Dorothy, whether you
could be happy with me, oven though
wo both were poor."
"Oh, darling, what n horrid question!
Don't yon know that if I lind ?10,000 a
yoar"?this seems to ho tho utmost
hoight of her ambition?"and not you, I
should ho the inofit wretched girl alivof"
"Well, you shall havo inoro than that
with me,"cries ho, folding his arm*
round hor with a tender access of pas
sion, und witii bis soul full of unspoken
grutitodn for this loving heart, that bar
been given him to perfect Iiis lifo.
Thon bo tolls her all.
THK KND.
?Two Danish offi'crs, who rccenfly
explored tho country north of tho III
miluyas. found thero unknown tribes
who are worshippers of fire and Ignor
ant of the uso of mono/. Their ani
mals arc all dwarfed, tho rows being
the size of ponhs, tho donkey* of largo
dogs and tho sheep of small poodles.
Women arc sold far fivoorsix cows or 15
sheep apiece. Their chief article of
barter is furs.
?Tho boys wore, looking at a picture
in a Sunday lohO?l taper, which
showed two Soot') Si a Islanders rub
bing nores, after tho cordial manner
of theso ratlves when meeting a friend,
"What aro thoy dolnu?" asked Hob.
Arthur, who had heard somothi'-g
about tbo custom, quickly replied, "Oh,
just eoraping acquaintance.'*
?In tho year 1803 Great Britan
took 13,707 American horses. In 1804
the samo purchaser reoeived from tho
United States 22 800 horses, and the
succeeding year 31,002. During tho
first nine months of tho year 189G there
had been shipped from tho United
States to England 34,042 horses.
?When people lind out that It Is bles
sed to give, they never want to stop.
Highest of oll in Leavening Power.?Latest U.S. Gov't Report
Baking
Powder
ABSOMITE&Y PURE
Webster and Benton.
HAliVEYS REMINISCENCES OF WEB
STER.
One day after dinner, as Mr. Web
ster was seated In his library, the ser
vant announced " Mr. Wilson, of St.
Louis," and John Wilson cacao into
the library. Mr. Webster at once
arose and greeted bim. Narrating the
visit to me, he said :
Mr. Wilson was a gentleman whom
I bad known more or less for a quarter
of a century *, a lawyer of pretty oxten
slve practice, with a good deal of tal
ent ; a man of very violent prejudices
and temper, who had spent most of bis
public life, after bo had reached man
hood, in violent opposition to Colonel
Benton. It was not so much an oppo
sition to Colonel Benton's Democracy
as It was a personal feud, >\h bitter and
malignant as any that evor existed
between two men. It was notorious in
St. Louis that when Colonel Benton
went on the stump, Jo+tn Wilson would
always he there to meet him and to
abuse him in the most virulent terms :
and then Mr. Benton would return tho
lire. I had not seen Wilson for a good
many years, and only mot him oc
caslonal y in court. Ho came to mo
now a broken man, premature ly old,
with a wrecked fortune, and uTter some
conversation, be said:
"I am going to emigrate to Califor
nia in my oil age, Mr'. Webster; I am
poor: have a family; and although it
matters hut little to mo, for tho short
time that remains to me, if 1 am poor,
jot thero are those who are dear to mo
whoso condition 1 might improve by
going tea now country and trying to
mend my fortunes. My objeot in call
ing on you is to trouble you for a letter
to some one in California; merely to
say that you know me to be a respect
able person, worthy of confidence."
After expressing my regret that ho
should feel oblig d to emigrato to such
a distance?for then it looked like a
formidable undertaking to go the Culi
'ornia?I asked him if ho was fully
determined.
"Yob," ho said, "I bavo mado up
my mind."
Then 1 set about thinking whut I
could do for him. 1 saw no way to
give him assistance. I hud no particu
lar inlluenco witb the government at
that time, and finally I su'.d :
" I am eorry,JMr. Wilson, to say that,
so far as I am aware, thero is uot a
human Doing In California that 1 know.
If I were to undertake to give yon a
letter to anyone in California, I should
not know to whom to address it."
"That makes no difference," said
he; "everybody knows you, and a
certificate that you know mo will bo
the mobt valuable testimonial 1 could
? avo."
1 will write one with great, pleas
ure; although you probably overrate
the inlluenco of my name in Califor
nia, I want to give you something that
will bt; of benefit to you. L:t me see,
Mr. Wilson. Colonol Benton almost
owns California, and ho could give you
a letter to Fremont and others tbat
would be of first-rate service to you."
Ho looked mo in tho face, half aston
ished and half inquiringly, as much as
to say. "Can it be possible that you are
ignorant of the relations between
Colon- 1 Benton and myself V"
" I understand what you mean ; I am
perfeotly aware of tho past difficulties
between you and Mr. Bunion, uud the
bitter personal hostility that has ex
isted. Bub I want to say to you that
a great change has come over Colonel
11.'iiton since you know him. lit*
feelings and sentiments arc softened.
Wo are getting older. Our fiery hot
blood is gotting cooled and changed.
It is hardly worth while formen, while
they tiro getting near the maximum
of human life, to indulge in thete feel
ings of enmity und i 1 will, ft is a
thing that we ought to rid ours :lvcs of.
Colonel Kenten and I have been en
guged in a war of word-, as you and
he have, and, up to two or three years
ago. wc went out of the same, door for
years without saying as much as 'good
morning' to one another. Now 1 do
not know a man in the senate to whom
I would go with more certainty of hav
ing a favor granted than to Colonel
Benton. Ho feels Umlage is coming
upon him, and ho is reconciled to many
of his bitterest opponents."
"Is thy servant a don," replied Wil
son, "that he should do this thing und
that thing ? I would not have a letter
from him, I would not epcak to him, 1
would not bo beholden to him for a
favor?not to st.vo tho life of every
member of my family I " No, sir ! The
thought of it makes mar shudder. I
feel indignant at the mention of it. 1
tiike a letter from Mr. Benton? I ? '
"Stop, stop I" said I; "that is the
old man speaking in you. That is m t
tho spirit in which to indulge. 1 know
how you feel."
.\ I wht'0 he was raving and pro
t< sting ami dtulariug, by u 11 toe saints
it. the calendar, his purpose to accept
n.> favor from Colonel Benton, I turned
ii und to my drsk and addressed a note
to Benton, something liko this :
"Dear sir, 1 am aware of tho dis
putes, personal and political, which
nave luken place between yourself and
tho bearer of this note. Mr. John Wil
son. But tho gentleman is now old,
and is going to California, and needs a
recommendation. 1 know nobody in
California 10 whom I could address a
letter that would bo of any service to
him. You know everybody, and a
letter from you would do him a great
deal of good. I huvo assured Mr. Wil
son that it will give you more pleasure
to forgive and forgot what has passed
between you und htm, and to give him
a letter that will do him good, than it
will him to receivo lt. I am going to
persuade him to carry this note, and
I know you will he glad to see blm."
Wilson got through protesting, and
I red blm 'l>o note. Then I said :
' i .' . ; . j,0U to carry it to Bunloh."
" 1 won't ! 1 ho replied.
I coaxed and scolded and reasoned,
and brougl t every consideration?
death, eternity, and every thing else?
to bear, but it seemed of no use, .Said
I:
" Wilson, you will regret it."
Aftt r awhile bo got 8> little soften
ed, and home tears flowed, and at last
I mado him prumlso rather reluctant
ly, that he would deliver the uoto at
Colonel Benton's door, if ho did not elo
any more. Ho told mo afterward that
it was tho bitterest pill ho over swal
lowed. Colonel Benton's houso was
ut/t far fre>m mine. Wilson took the
noto, and, us ho afterward told mo,
wont up with trembling hands, put
the ne>te with his own curd into tho
hand of the girl that c ?mo to the door,
and ran away to his lodgings. Bo had
been scarcely half an hour in his retom.
tr'imhling to think what he had done,
wi en a ne?to came from Cohmel B mem
saying ho had received the e;ard anel
note, and that Mrs. Bcntem and himself
would havo much pleasure in receiv
ing Mr. Wilson at breakfast att) o'clock
tho next morning. They would wait
breakfast for him, and no answor was
expected.
"The Idea." said ho to himself,
"that I am to breakfant with Teim
Benton ! John Wilson, what will poo
pie Bay, and what t-hull 1 say ? The 1
thing lb not te> bo thought of. And y<>t
I must. I have deliverod tho note and
sent my oard. If I don't go now, it
will bo rude. I wish I had Dot taken
it. It doesn't seem to me as if I could
go and sit at the table. I lay awake,"
said he, afterward, to me, "that night,
thinking of it, and in tho morniug I
felt as a mau might feel who had bad
Bentenco of death passed upon blm,
and was called by the turnkey to get
up for bis breakfast. I rose, however,
mado my toilet, and, after bosltatlng a
great deal, went to Colonel Benton's
house. My hands trembled as I rang
the door bell. Instead of the servant,
the colonel himself camo to the door.
Ho took mo by both hands and said,
'Wilson, I am delighted to see you;
this Is the happiest mootiug I have
had for 20 years. Give mo your band.
Webster has dono tho kindest thiug
he ever did in bis life.' Leading me
directly to thu dining room, ho pre
sented mo to Mrs. Uenton, and we both
sat down to breakfsSt. After inquir
ing about my fumily, ho said, 'You
and 1, WiIsod, havo been quarroliug
on tho stump for 25 years. Wo havo
beeu calling each othor hard names,
but really with no want of mutual
reRpect or confidence. It baa boon a
mere foolish tight, and lot's wipo it
out of mind. Everything that I havo
said about you 1 ask your pardou for.'
Both cried a little, und 1 asked his
pardon, and wo woro good friends.
Wo talked over old matteis, and spent
tho morning till 12 o'clock in pleasant
conversation. Nothing was said of
tho letter until I was departing. Ho
turned to his desk, and said, ' I havo
prepared some Liters for you to my
Hou-in-law and othor friends in Califor
nia ;' and he handed mo nine sheets of
foolscap.
" It was not a letter, but an ukase?
a command to 'every person to whom
these presents shall come, greeting.'
It was to the effect that whoever re
ceived t-honi must give special atten
tion to tho wants of his particular
friend, Colon? 1 John Wilson, of St.
Louis. Everything was to give way t>
that. He putthoiu into my bunds, and
I thanked him and left."
Mr. Webster continued: "Colonel
lienton afterward camo to me, and
said, 'Webster, that was tho kindest
thing you over did. God bLos you for
sending John Wilson to me! That is
ono troublesome thing olT my mind
That was kind, Webster. Lot us get
those things off our mind as fast a* we
ca* . Wo havo not much longor to
stay ; wo havo got pretty near the end;
wo want to no into tho presence of our
Maker with as Utile enmity in our
hearts as possible." "
THE METROPOLITAN POLICE.
The Commissioners Insist Upon the
Unanimous Assent ?>r tho City
Counoll to tho Dispensary Agree
ment.
Special to the News and Courier.
Columbia, March 13.?Tho state
board of podoo commissioners, consist
ing of the Governor, Comptroller
General and Secretary of State, met
this morning in the Governor's otlice.
It was a rather Informal mooting,
Nothing was done. Tho sit nut.on
remains unchanged. Tiio metropoli
tan police remains on Charleston. It U
like ly to remain thoro until s unething
more is done. That "something" maj
be either the signature of the "agree
ment" by some of tho soven members
of Council who havo thus far refused
to sign ; indeed it may ho that all of
tho soven may have to sign the paper
before anything is done, or it may be
that the Governor will take a different
view of the situation and change the
-latus. T*o whole matter is in the
Governor's hands ; tho other membi re
of the board have given him to under
stand that whatever ho does will he
concurred In by them, and the present
opinion of the Governor teems to be
that it w ill tike a unanimous signatui o
to the "agreement"? to freo Charles
ton of her metropolitan police. This
unanimous ultimatum is something
quite new. It was never heard of by
the general and inquiring public, and
while Mich may havo be QU tho inten
tion of Governor Etlerbe, or the in
tcrpretutloD of the matt r between
Governor Kllerhe and Mayor Smyth,
it was not mentioned. Governor Eller
bo says he never had any idea that,
members of Council would object to the
"agreement/' and it was made, as he
thought, in every way agreeable to
Mayor Smyth and, ho thought, to
Council, while retaining the cardinal
idea ho wished agreed to. The morn
iug tho agreement, signed by seven
teen meiuhurs of Cot uoil, Including
the Mayor, was received Governor
Ell irbe telegraphed Mayor Smyth
that the expected proclamation had
not been issued, and it had been held
up until the " unanin'jus ' signatures
of the Council were received. That
morning Governor Etlerbe stated that
thore would bo nothing done until he
could consult with the other members
of the police board.
This morning be sent for Secretary
of statu? 'Pumpkins and Oomptrull :r
Genera. Norton, and the matter was
reviewed. Governor Ellerbo stated
what he hud done in the absence of
the othor members of the board, and
what ho had telegraphed Mayor Smyth
us to getting thoontlro Oounoil to sign
the " agreement" The other mem
bers of the hoard approved of the
action of Governor Etlerbe. As it has
been said, they have agreed to let him
pursue his own policy in the matter of
tho metropolitan police.
So tho status to-day seems to be that
it will take a unanimous hoard of
Council to sign the " agreoment," or
good roa-on will havo to ho shown
why it should bo otherwise. Mayor
Smyth has not replied f > tiie telegram
sent him by Governor Ellerbo.
As u matter of history it may now
bo mentioned that a resolution looking
to tho removal of the metropolitan
police in Charleston was about to be
presented to tho General Assembly b\
a member from the Pec-Deo section,
but was notprosscd, by request.
THE LAURENT BAR.
ii. Y. simpson. ('. i). BARKSDALE
SIMPSON Ar DARK8DALE?
Attorneys at Law,
L AUKENS, SOUTH CAROLINA
Special attention given to the investi
gation of titles and collection of claims
W. H. MARTIN,
Attorney at Low,
Lauhens, - South Carolina.
Win practice in all Courts of ttiia Stau
Attention (tlvan to eollanllnnH.
f, T. JOHNSON. W. H. RIOMKY
JOHNSON & RICHEY,
attorneys at law.
OpriUB?Fleming'C>ruer, N ortheat
BldO of PubllO .Square.
Bi W. HAU.. I.. W. HIMKINS. W. \V. BALL
BALL, HIMKINS & BALL,
Attorneys at Law,
, l.AuiiKNs, South Carolina.
\VtHl practice in all Stalo and l/nltod
Hi*to? Court. Hpocial attention givon
oolwodona.
-People yho bavosuperstition about
the unlucky number 18 will not get
much comfort from the possession of
the Amerlcua quarter, on which tbero
are 13 stars, 13 letters in tho scroll
whleb the eaglo holds In its claws, 13
feathers composing its wlug, 13 feathers
in its tail. 111 parallel lines on tho shield,
12 horizontal stripes, 13 arrowheads
and 13 letters in the words " quarter
dollar."
SOUTHERN RAILWAY.
Oondeimrd Schedule Id Effeot
MOV. IS, 1800.
Pall/
No. U.
STATIONS.
l?v, Oharleaton.
[>t. Columbia..
Bpcrlty.
Vfewberry .
. Ninety-Six.
Oreanwood.
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fx. Atlanta ....
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sleeping ears between Onhiinbin and Aslmvi lo,
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aatl.
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northbound, 0 42 a. in.. H:4i p.m., 0:1? p in.,
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northbound, 6:49 a. m>, 2:iit n, m. mid 6::K) p. in,
lyestibulea Limited):ftuutiibouitd. 1:20 n. in.
4:So p. in., 12:88 p. in. (Vostt lulled Limited)
Pullman Service.
Pullman palace Bleeping <urs on Trains H5 and
80, 07 and as, on A. niul O. division.
W. H. QRttBN,
Sen. Buiiertnt mdent,
Washington, u. o.
W, A. TU UK.
wn. Pass. Ak'l
Washington. i). o.
J. M. GULP
Traflle M'n'r,
Washington, u. ?5
S. Ii. HARDWICK,
As'l Hon. PUSS. A\f'l.
Atlantu, ??>?
CHARLESTON
AND?
"Augusta and Asbcville Short Line."
Schedule in effect Feb. v. 1800.
Lv Augusta. !: in a i)
Ar Greenwood.12 17 pm
(Anderson.
Laurena. . 1 1-r> pm
Green vi lie. ?'! 00 pin
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Lv Xsheville. 820 am
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Greenville . ? 11 W am
Lauren s. 1 SO pm
Anderson .
Greenwood _ 2 '?8 pm
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Close connections at Greenwood lor pll
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at Spartnubilr-- with Southern Hallway.
For Information relative to tickets, fati 3,
BChedtlles, etc , address
\Y. J. CKAUi.Gcn. Pass. Agent, Augva
ta, 0*.
B. M. NORTH, 80I. Agent, Augusta. O?
J. s. Curetou, Agent, ? . H. iSpelgh a
Uen. Agent,Ureenvifle, S. O.
SOUTH C R M R AIL WAY.
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west- rn YoKtihulo Limited. Through Pulhnn 1
?looping oars between Now York aiid Now Oi1*
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aerve all meals en ronio,
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Alexander Bros. & Co.
GREENVILLE, S. C
Who is Will Whitener ?
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He is our Fashionable Hair Gutter and ?Jhavor,
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