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m Tttrrott W JIenry J, Jhompson, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. TERMS—$1 Per Annuiu In Advance; SO cent* for 0 mouth*; 85 cent* /for 3 mouths. / Advertising Rates: One.Square first insertion $1.00 One Square second insertion 50 Every subsequent insertion 50 Contract advertisements inserted upon the most reasonable terms. THE DECADENCE OF BASE-BALL. Base-ball has absorbed the attention of the community for the past week, to the exclusion of all other subjects. The Georgetown team came up on Thursday, and there have been five games since then, four be tween Darlington and George* town and one between Florence and Georgetown—that is the teams went by those names, but, as a matter of fact, a maj ority of the Darlington nine were players hired for the occasi on from abroad. We fear the sport is degenerating. Those who love it for its own sake, and who, animated by feelings of local pride, are desirious of seeing their side win, are bound to lose interest when the game is conducted by a lot ol hired players. There are, moreover, many other objections to the “hired player” system, which we do not purpose going into here, but which we feei sure will readily occur to all persots who witnessed any of the re cent games. One of these “ob jections,” however, we do not feel that we can longer pass over in silence, and that is the alarming extent to which bet ting on the games has increased lately, and the manner it is now being indulged in. Yes, base ball matters are certainly in a bad way, and our friends who have them in charge owe it to themselves and to the commun ity either to suspend altogether for the rest of the season or to go back to home players. KEEPING UP THE STANDARD. The trustees of the Public Schools met yesterday and elect ed Mr. L. C. Glenn Superinten dent to fill the vacancy caused by the resignation of Mr. Pat terson Wardlaw, and Mr. E. C. Coker Principal of St. John’s Academy to succeed Mr. Glenn. The new Superintendent, who is a distinguished graduate of the South Carolina College, came to Darlington two years ago as the principal of St. John’s Acade my. He is well qualified for the discharge of the higher du ties to which he has been pro moted, and will, we feel sure, give general satisfaction. Mr. E. C. Coker, a son of Capt. W. C. Coker, is a young man of considerable promise. He at tended the South Carolina Col lege up to the Junior year, and since then has taken a course at the University of Virginia. The choice in both instances in dicates that the trustees are de termined to keep the public schools of Darlington up to the very highest standard of excel lence. AGRICULTURE AS A SCIENCE. Prof. W. F. Massey, of the North Carolina Agricultural College, will attend the meeting of the Darlington Agricultural Society to be held at the Fair Grounds on Aug. 14, and will take part in the discussions set for that occasion. Prof. Massey delivered an address at a simi lar meeting held here two years ago, and made a profound im pression on all who heard him, so the members of the Society justly feel that there is a treat in store for them. There is every prospect that there will be an unsually large cotton crop this year. The cot ton statistician of New Orleans predicts that it will reach nine million bales. The crop of the state of Texas alone is estimat ed at over two and a half mil lion bales The celebrated P. G. Bowman, who practiced law in this sec tion some years ago, and who, as will be remembered, killed a roan in Birmingham recently, is out for the United States Senate from the State of Ala bama on the Populist platfor is a rising vote: Whereas, it has pleased our Heavenly Father, in his infinate Wisdom, to call our beloved brother and pastor, Rev. John Stout, from his labors of love to his home of rest; Be it resolved: First, That in the death of Brother Stout this church has lost a wise counsel lor, a faithful minister of the Gospel and a conscientious, zeal ous pastor, and each member a sympathetic and loving broth er. Second, Th?t Brother Stout was pre eminently qualified in mind and heart for the sacred office to which "he gave his life, and his hand was seen and his wisdom felt in every depart ment of church work. Third, That w<j feel this chastisement of Our Heavenly Father’s hand sorely, especially as it comes at a time when the future of our church-life seemed so bright, and the ties that bound us as pastor and people were so strong and tender; but we humbly bow to the will of Him whe makes no mistakes. Fourth, That we thank God that wo have been permitted to sit beneath the sound of tnat voice which gave no uncertain sound, to commune with his hopeful and gentle spirit, and to have before us such an ex ample of devotion and duty. Fifth, That we extend to our bereaved sister, the widow of our deceased brother, our prayerful sympathy, that the God of all Grace will sustain her in this great affiction. Sixth, That a page in our Church Record be inscribed to the memory of our deceased pastor, with the date of his birth and death. Seventh, That these resolu tions be published in the Baptist Courier, and in the County pa pers, and a copy be sent to the widow of our deceased broth er. Miss Agnes Fountain- Miss Agnes Fountain, daugh ter of the late J. A. and Susan E. Fountain, was born at Me- chanicsville, in the year 1842, and died at herhome in Darling ton, Thursday, July 2H, 1894, in the 53d year of her age. The death of this most esti mable and beloved lady has cast a shadow over our community. Thrown upon her own resources early in life, she with her four sisters, opened a millinery es tablishment in Darlington in the year 1873, and continued in bus iness until 1893, when, by their untiring industry, having ac quired a competency, they re tired from business, crowned with congratulations and good wishes of a host of friends. Two of Miss Agnes’ sisters had preceded her to the grave, leav ing three to enjoy one another’s companionship in the sanctuary of their own quiet home. But. alas, the circle was soon broken, and on Friday the mortal re mains of Miss Agnes were laid to rest in the presence of a large concourse of sorrowing friends. The high esteem in which this lovely lady was held by our cit izens was manifested by the closing of. the stores during the funeral ceremonies, and the grave was covered with a rich profusion of beautiful floral tributes offered by loving hearts. Miss Agnes was one of Christ’s crown jewels. In the year 18C0, in the eighteenth year of her age, she made a public profes sion of faith in the Lord Jesus, and united with the Presbyter ian church under t h e ministry of the late Rev. William Brear- ley. Her life was nobly spent in the service of her Saviour. For twenty-five years she was a faithful teacher in the Sab bath School, and most earnestly sought by prayer and instruc tion tne salvation of har class. She loved the church of her choice, and most generously Contributed of her means, to the extent of large personal sacri fice, for the support of the church she so ardently loved. Her nature was kind, gentle, and sympathetic, and with he* beautiful heart adorned by the grace of Christ, she was indeed a ministering angel to those who came within the range of her benign and gentle influence. Her home was the home of the gospel minister, and she was never happier than when, like Mary of old sitting at the feet of Jesus, she listened with rapt attention to the words of truth that fell from the lips of the am bassador of Christ. Death has no power to extin guish the light of such a life. She lives in the hearts of her friends, and her pure spirit, ransomed by the blood of the Lamb, lives forever in the “City of the Great King.” We Khali miss a thoaaaod times alouK life’s weary track, Not a sorrow or a joy but we Khali long to call her back; Team for the true aud tender heart, long thy bright smile to see. any dear and true are left, but none are quite like thee.” df the Union army were closing around Petersburg like a shroud of iron, when Gen Lee resolved to break and drive them back, if possible. To that end he ordered an attack to be made on Gen. Grant’s line of circumvallation on July 19,1864. The point selected for assault was in the vicinity of an old country inn called “The Yellow Tavern.” The order was that the attack should be made just before the dawn of day, the time most favorable for a surprise, “when deep sleep falleth on man.” It was the experience, however, of many Confederate officer charg ed with the duty of attacking in the gray of the morning, that it was difficult to bring their troops into line at that early hour. Although they were generally “but in the gris tle, and not yet hardend into the bone of manhood,” they were in one sense, at least, not of the rising generation. Hence it was that General Johnson Hagood, whose brig ade of South Carolinians was assigned to the right of the at tacking force, found that day light n a d broken before he could align his command. Gen. Hagood was as true a soldier as ever drew sword in battle; to him the path of duty was the path of honor; and although he saw that his command was in plain view of the Union troops, who had already manned their intrenchments, he ordered it to advance to the assault. It had to cross a space of about two hundred and fifty yards in width which had an undulating surface, and the broken nature of the ground afforded some shelter until it debouched upon a level highway, within seven ty yards of the works. It then met with a terrible fire of artillery and rifles, but it was composed of seasoned vet erans, and it never faltered. Where the dead fell the living stept; and their leveled bayo nets soon sparkled within twen ty feet of the line of intrench ments. There the brigade came to an involuntary halt, for be fore it lay a wide, deep ditch, half full of water, which it had no means of crossing. Unable to advance, and yet unwilling to retreat without orders, every soldier delivered his hopless fire with the energy of despair. As a merciful sugestion, no doubt prompted by admiration for a body of brave men, doomed otherwise to certain slaughter, the Union soldiers called out to them to them to surrender; but the call was unheeded. At that deadly juncture a mounted offi cer was seen to emerge from the sally-port of an earthwork at a re-entering angle of the line of intrenchments, nearly opposite to the centre of the brigade. He galloped up to the color-bearer of the South Carolina Regiment, and, holding out his right hand, demanded the sur render of the colors. Although mounted, the uniform and shoulder-straps of the daring Union officer indicated that he was a captain of infantry. He was apparently, about thirty years of age, with a noble and handsome face, and tall, heroic form. The flag was especially dear to the regiment, for it had been presented by the ladies of the district in which the regiment was raised, and it had been borne aloft with honor on many a battlefield. It was a State flag, with the arms of the State upon it, and a coun ierpart of that which the famous Palmet to Regiment of the Mexican war had planted on the walls of the capital of Mexico, the first for eign flag to wave there since the time of Cortez. That it should have been delivered up to a single foeman when there were a thousand men—all veter an soldiers—to defend it, and the thrust of a bayonet or the pull ing of a trigger could have dis posed of him, was past all un derstanding. I have thought, perhaps, that being sorely per plexed with their comrades fall ing fast around them, they may have thought at the moment that the delivery of the flag was intended as a signal for the troops in the trenches to cease firing. At any rate, they lost their heads for the once. Not so, however with Gener al Hagood, who was at a dis tance of about seventy-five yards, and saw with amaze ment the surrender of the flag. He was on foot, his horse hav ing been shot under him, and he came forward on a run, to intercept the officer, who was riding slowly along in front of the regiment obliquing some what towards his own lines. General Hagood, on coming up with him, seized the bridle of the horse, and leveling his cocked revolver at the captain’s breast, said to him, “Give me that flag, sir!” The answer was ,“Who are you?” The General replied, “I command this brigade. lad mire your bravefy. Give me the flag, and you shall return unmolested to your own lines.” The captain who had furled «ttig , hnd was holding It up* __ -w0 ufe , iffriglit, with the ferrule of the staff resting on the pommel of his saddle, responded: • ‘Gener al, you had better surrender to me yourself. Look behind you.” The General looked to the rear, and saw that a large force which had sallied from the in trenchments on the left, was moving to cut off his retreat, all other commands having retired from the fruitless assault. Turn ing to the defiant captain he ex claimed: “Once more, sir, will you give up that flag?” The answer was in a loud tone,“Nev er!” With the answer Gener al Hagood fired, and the officer fell, shot through the breast. He still grasped the flagstaff as he fell backward, and it was wrested from his grasp. The general then mounted the horse and ordered a retreat, which was effected with loss of nearly half of the brigade. The captured horse was killed on the retreat by a shot from the Union lines, and as he fell he kicked out his heels, and, as if to avenge his fallen master, struck Dr. Taylor, the brigade surgeon, on the head, inflicting a wound from the effects of which he never entirely recov ered. Often within the lines at Petersburg, around many a camp-fire, Confederate soldiers discussed the strange incident of the flag surrendered at Yel low Tavern. How it was that such a famous regiment should have allowed its nag to be sur rendered in battle to a force of but one man, was most puz zling. The occult power of hypno tism might have furnished a solution, but it was then un heard of, and is still unknown to the art of war. All agreed, however, that no braver deed was ever done than that of the Yankee captain who fell still grasping that flag. I was then a captain of engin eers of the Confederate army. Sixteen years later General Ha good was the honored chief magistrate of South Carolina, a worthy successor of many illus trious Carolinians who had held that high office. I was a circuit judge, and holding court at Columbia, and called on the governor at the capitol to pay my respects. I found him highly elated, and he said to me as soon as I was seated: “You recollect that Federal officer I was obliged to shoot in the bat- tleofYellowTavernPWell, thank heaven, I did not kill him! He is still living. Here is a letter I have just received from him. Please read it.” I read the letter with deepest interest, of which the following is a copy: “Council Blovks, Iowa, “December 4, 1880. “Gknkral Johnson Hagood, Columbia, South Carolina. “General,—If I am correctly inform ed, you are the Confederate officer who shot me through the right breast in the battle of Yellow Tavern. The wound was inflicted to recover from me a regimental flag surrendered to me by one of your oolor-bearere, I had apparently recovered from it, bnt it has troubled me for some time, and I now find myself obliged to ap ply for a pension. “As I was within your lines, and out of sight of my comradett, when I was shot, I am obliged to request that you will aid me in proving that I received the wound in the line of my duty. “You would do me a great favor if you will make affidavit stating facts, and forward it to me. Please state also that you have no interest in my claim. “I am, General, yours respectfully, Jamks Bailsy. “£<Ue Captain 415. Iowa Volunteer Infantry," I am unable to state the en tire contents of the affidavit, but I noted this parrgraph: “Captain Bailey received the wound described while in the faith ful discharge of his duty as a soldier. “His act was the bravest that I have ever known or read of in mill tary annals. Nor was it an act of mere inconsiderate rashness, for, in my deliberate judgement, had I not interposed as I did, my entire brigade might have surrendered to his single arm." In his letter enclosing the affi davit, Governor Hagood extend ed to Captain Bailey a most cor dial invitation to visit South Carolina as his guest. He assured him of a most sin cere welcome, aud that he would be received by an escort of ma ny thousands of ex-Confederate veterans, all now heartily loyal to the United States. He stated further, that the flag with which Captain Bailey’s wound was so honorably associated was still preserved, not as a hos tile symbol, but as a souvenir of comradeship, and that he would be pleased to place it in his hands, and have him view it in the midst of friendly sur roundings. Capt. Bailey made a most sol dierly reply, expressing his grateful appreciation of the in vitation so cordially extended him to visit South Carolina as the guest of the governor He expressed his sincere re- ret, however, that the state of is health would not permit him to make the journey at that time, and stated that he hoped to do at some future day, as it would afford him the highest gratification to meet as friends, in walks of peace, the brave men whom he had met as foes in war. Had the good Whittier, that ti-ue American poet, who ministered alike at the high al ter of patriotism and humanity, known of Captain Bailey’s chiv- alric deed, he would surely have celebrated it worthily In a thrilling poem. It would have confirmed the truth to his line penned to another knightly American: “Said I not that Bayard* and Syd ney* are (till beret” Two Live* Saved. Mrs. Phoebe Thomas, of Junc tion City, 111. was told by her doctors she had Consumption and that there was no hope for her, but two bottles Dr. King’s New Discovery completely cured her and she says it saved her life. Mr. Thos. Eggers, 139 Florida St. San Francisco, suf fered from a dreadful cold, ap proaching Consumption, tried without result everything else then bought one bottle of Dr. King’s New Discovery and in two weeks was cured. He is nat urally thankful. It is such re sults, of which these are sam ples, that prove the wonderful efficacy ot this medicine in Coughs and Colds. Free trial bottles at Willcox & Co’s Dru Store. Regular size 50c. an $1.00. OEJMTS OIT VeJIRSIHJ- "BEYOND THE ALPS LIES ITALY." A. fresh nemorial to vanished youth. Hie sweet girl Kraduate, with flower face; Her eyes so full of trust, her heart of truth. Looking o’er all the world to find her place. Her theme holds weighty words and thoughts so staid, A travesty on life in phrase austere; But yeuthful confidence is unafraid. And giadneas vibrates in the tones so clear, ’’Beyond the Alps lies ItalyT’ The jog of triumph and of proud applause. Sweet floral offering*, the music’s stir! Fair, sunny slope of yonth! Oh, Let os pause And linger In this girlhood’s glade with h'er. Ere yet she climhe those rugged steeps of life. Where womanhood with all its mystery lies. Remember, ere you go to meet Its strife. Oh, maiden Innocent, grown strangely wise, ’’Beyond the Alps lias ItalyP* The essay soon will yellow grow wfth time; The years will string their rosary of tears; Weary and footsore, we the hills must climb, And stumble o’er the stones of cares and fears. The mists of doubt will all the landscape veil. The summit lies so very far away; The feet may falter aud the courage fail. The stern pale Ups will quiver then to say, “Beyond the Alps lies Italj 1“ Oh, when the hands that helped you up the slope Shall loose'the clasp we canuot always keep; When in the night of pain you upward grope- Blinded by tears, with lagging footsteps creep; Then let your girlhood’s maxim cheer your heart— A peal of joy through all life’s sad refrain— Though here we love and lose, aud meet and part. There is a Height where pleasure conquers pain— “Beyond the Alps lies ItaiyP* —Anna B. Patten in Youth’s Companion. JIM DIDN’T WORRY. Nobody never quite made out Jim; ’Feared like they ailers jest thought Ma queer And kinder ONUtkj- and lMgh*d at him. When Jim would ull ’.in he didn’t hm. “Don’t mk. no dlTer'am,'' Tr. heard hi* •ay. An meet fnlka called him a Jolly brick- "It’e a'tough oUWorld, aa 11 ban 1* war worry la aa-Pra got do kick.” Bat,T kaowed k*u>. He’eooo. to dm Many's the time heartaiok an eorw— -I3n fired of thrfwhote ooMt,” am ha, “They ain't ao ana mr try* ao mora.- An then In n arowd Let nark an Kndrt. An nortor mmm at lha hni* ho*d gtt- Thatf That's nothin! W'y fain, your heart. I ain't a worryta a UMI* hit” Jim wn onlnoky. no on to talk; Folk* woadmjtd eemetlmee at tha way ha Bnt 1 know w*y ha uaad So balk An live an nothin he'd Juet begun. - - »Wt Hla back had bean broke t An. alien oalanky. he'd In’ hla grit; Bnt still he’d laugh—-I aial had no chance. But 1 ain’t a worryta a MMe ML” Bo Jim want a-lanahta ftakt down to dn And ha lot to’llBt aalksatle a damn Pardnr,” an hn kinder cal«$ln Me bA itrfhath. Aa I not watch In. with tha’ night on tha turn, “I halnt had mash at a deal down hare. And 1 atal aakta aaar tar a nftar Mk I'm Jeat a lotting go, hnd 1 atat—worryta now at ON A TANDEM. ^ Tha Mllalda hiaaad la md aadgold; l' 1 The teMe had baraed la amber: V Tha air wn artan, nor yet loo cold, , - ■ ** T «- ■ —* r j I bowled v With Jena la aa a Humber. . ■want Janata, with har abaatant hair. Har roguiah eyes and tangktar . How prdad wn I that aha wn fair; ! How glad was I to sa» her there. t And karw that none same after! Oh, dream af baggy days gone byl Wa spoke af autumn sadly; And whan I esansast ta hear her sigh I lisped har name I know net why— Bam show aha pedaled badly. . I llspiid har name, aad grostaug bold— No wnuder aha gaaw sober, i- Or that tha wheels n slowly rolled Along tha eanUt, leaf strewn maid This ram dap taOetobar. I lisped bar name gad bending taw— , While pedals turned at random— TUI rhaok touched eheek—1—but you knew- Of eoum ‘twee wrong to treat har so. Sweet Jennie aa a t THE BELLBUOY. Lika a restless, troubled aplrlt. Self accused beyond excusing. Seeking rest where none la offered. Vainly atrlvln* for relea.se- Wrtthes tha bellbnoy In tha ocean As each ware In mad roimnotioa Buffets It without nientlng. Or a whispered word of peace. Sunbeams may each day caress It, Or the etorm.klng bowl above It. To each one the wall gon upward In a never ending moan. And the glistening sea gulls hrar It Aa they hover and pan near IL And the rocky shores repeat It In a muffled undertone. Oh. tha pathos of Its Ilfs song, Changing not aa yaan roll onward- He one note of weary walling Outward borne uurwastnglyl Prisoner In Neptune's clasping. Chafing under cord and hasping— Angel thou of mercy! warning Countless sails that pass thee by. -Katharine H. Terry In Good Hreuekeeping THE FUGITIVE. I feared; I hid my face from God; I lied Cato the bounds extreme of earth and sky. Thera I eghk down, a stone beneath my head. And day and night—and day and night— passed by. lYhen I awoke, such peace a round was shed. M I hough t my fear I had escaped for aye. i sought ta kl c s the stone beneath my head— 7 Alta God’s bosom lost aad saved I lay. —Kdith Thomas In New England Meg amine. Do You Realize How' Important a Part Play in the • Appearance Of a Person? They are the most noticeable article you wear, and you cannot be well dressed without good shoes. Our Spring Stock has arrived and we have the very latest styles for street wear in Russets and *Black Shoes, while for evening dress we have every thing in the Shoe line, from Patent Leathers for men to the prettiest, daintiest Slippers for ladies. DarMngton Shoe Store, Woods <fe Milling, Prop’s. April 12— IMSUMTIUNOPIES SLEEP IN COMFORT. THE "LimSTir We have just received a large lot of these CANOPIES. They are made especially for Southern Trade. We have been selling the LIVINGSTON for several seasons and they always give satisfac tion to our costomers. We have the largest and best assorted stock of furniture in Eastern So. 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' Caatwrla ermt Oollc, Ooaattpatloa, Boar Stomach, Dlsrriuaa, KnuWetioa, Kills Worms, gives tamp, sad pn.mMss d4 fMtion, Without injuria** modicatto*. “For several years I have recommended your ‘Castoria,’ and khr.ll .always continue to do co as it has invariably produced beneficial results.” E»wi* F. Pardrk, M. D m 12Mh fltreet and 7fe Ave., New York Cfty. iMpy ny, 77 Murray Strjcrt, New York @171 — MK Stli Eftablifhed 1858. t Re-Established 1889. Bowles&Sen, Painters. Converse College FOR WOMEN. sF^.RT.A.isrBTTita-, s. a. 1,021 feet above sea level. 26 officers and teachers, each a specialist. 951 students. Thorough Classical, Scientific, English and Hlective Courses. Ity) Music students. Five Graduate Artiste In Music Faculty, Dr. Peters, Plreo- tm. Departments of Art, Elocution, Physical Culture, Commerical Course; Physical, Chemical, Botanical laboratories; Library and Reading Table; Gymnasium. Buildings cost f105.000, and fire protected. Rooms furnished and carpeted. Hot and Cold Baths. Best sanitation. Campus 50 acres. As High Standing of Scholarship and as Thorough Course of Study as for Men. Daughters of ministers of all denominations admitted without charge for tuition. Send for Catalogue to B. T. WILSON, "President.