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^ , f/? tltllw . ll-?l? Mynhe W**vv? BY ST. QEOR Corrr.:onT 133", r. CHAPTER XII. t [ Continued.] 1 They chat for a short time, anec? flotes of the famous sword-master of 'the Due de Sevres being in order. Then the sauntered over to the shooting gallery, while Mynheer Joe does ome good work. Although he knows how to handle a revolver in a way few men can equal, Mr. Grimes does not change his mind. With the sword Joe is absolutely safe, and as much can never be said concerning pistols. He is pleased to note, however, that fct twenty paces Joe is at hia best, though Inferior to the baron on either Bide of this figure. Then Mr. Grimes meets the professor, who has as much fun with hin^ as ne airoruoa Joe. rue stout, reufaced traveler Is not built for a swordsmfn, and soon tires of being ftriven Into a corner like a rat abbny; but he has put the professor Into a good humor. 'r The three friends pass out Into thenight and head toward Shepherd's cJosg by. Again is the grand square lllujninated and the clattering of many tongues heard. It is about the same, "day'and night, here, at times more noisy than at others, but only comparatively quiet from midnight until morning, which period the countless fcurs of-the city select for their sere* nade, baying the moon, if there be lone, snarling and fighting in the nubile squares and carrying on lit? a pack of hyenas let loose. As they enter the hotel, a pair of eyes fasten upon them, and a man starts forward. Mynheer Joe recognizes a French officer. It Is the same .whom Mr. Grimes watched in conversation with the baron the morning .before. He holds something In hl3 band?a letter, judging from its appearance. K "Now we have It," mutters Sandy, as he and Mr. Grimes purposely fall back a pace. The courteous French officer bows, a "Pardon! Am I addressing MonJ aleur Miner?" "That is my name, sir," replies Joe, calmly. "I have something for you, mon leur." "Thanks." I; He tears it open, glances at It, Bmlles ih a careless way, and passes ' it to Mr. Grimes. "You are Captain Faitoute, I presume?" "Qui* monsieur, at your service," bowing. "CaDtain Faitoute, my friend Colo nel Grimes. He will second me. All arrangements made with him will v stand. Good evening," and Mynheer Joe walks complacently away, followed by an admiring glance from the Frenchman, who, under his breath; muitcrs: "Parbleu! A brave man. deserving of a better fate than a dog's death : * at his hands; but it is the decree of fortune," shrugging his shoulders. He and "Colonel" Grimes walk aside to make all necessary arrangements. This is the first time the American has been a second in a duel, but he has a pretty fair idea as to what his duties are and always carries a clear head upon Bis shoulders. The arsangemnts are soon made. Joe, as the challenged party, has the * choice of weapons, time and place. Swords are selected, and the officer prc'ilses to have a pair on the ground so exactly alike that Joe 6hall pick his own first It Is also arranged that the meeting occur on the Mokkatatn Hills above | Calio. an hour after sunrise on the [. following morning. Noticing the (Frenchman's look of wonder at such haste, "Colonel" Grimes adds quietly: "My principal sails for India on Saturday, and cannot delay for any little hy-play such as this. To-niorrow it must be." " Advi9e him not to be too hasty In Ordering his state-room, Colonel. There's many a slip betwixt the cup and the lip," 6ays the Frenchman .With significant meaning. "Don't worry about Mynheer Joe. I know he Is able to lioe his own row, Mbnsieur le Captaine. We meet then mt daybreak on the Delhi wharf." "Yes-the boats will be in readiness ?I shall have two, because my principal may have scruples about re^ turning alongside his victim." S Mr. Grimes laughs quietly at this W thrust. He Imagines there may be a f suprise in store for Captain Faitoute as well as the baron, and the pseudo silver king is a firm believer in the eld maxim that he laughs loudest who laughs last. So he bids the Frenchman bon soir and resumes his talk with Sandy, wftll^ Faitoute walks out of the hotel . looking back at the red-fucod American. whose eccentricities no doubt, made him believe the otter s bizarre specimen. , So it Is all arranged. ' Each principal Is to have a secont] and an additional friend. The French man has suggested bringing a doctor at which Grimes smiles. "We expect to have no need of one V but who knows? .My principal woulc not like to have a humaD life on hi> hands, especially a white man's. Yes 4 * bring your doctor along, with plent; , of lint and bandages, for sword wounds are sometimes ugly things.' * Ei - -ER JOEi | vw^yvv c 1 QE J^ATHBORNE. & |j ocnuT Eossrit's Soxg. j In this way. lie declares, lie gave the other a Roland for an Oliver, and 1\??aI?a ornn S-in/lv tnboc it nil ill eagerly. As a newspaper man, he has seen many strauge sights, but yet has never had the luck to be present at a duel. The nearest he came to It was when he endeavored to see the Bennett-May affair across the water, and arrived on the duelling-ground just In time to see the carriages drive hastily away. It begins to look as though he may now have the desired opportunity, and he mean9 to make the most of it, as such affairs are not an everyday occurrence in these degenerate times. ME Grimes, having been made a master of ceremonies, has a weight ? f responsibility on his shoulders; bvt he knows the best he can do at present is to see that Joe }SJts a decern night's sleep and is up betimes. The pseudo silver king has a watch of peculiar make, with an alarm that can be set for any time, just like a clock. Placed under bis pillow, it will make noise enough at the designated hour to arouse a light sleeper such as himself. He has depended on it many a time and not been disappointed. Mynheer Joe has found Molly in the hotel parlors, and seems to be well content to pass the balance of the evening in her company, drinking the Intoxicating cup of love from her clear gray eyes. Mr. Grimes leaves him alone. This will not make him nervous in the morning or his eye unsteady. Better to be in her company- listening to her songs than drinking with convivial companions, as the baron is doing at this same hour, playing baccarat. The news has gone abroad?strange how such things do travel, as might the mist that comes silently In from the sea and spreads over the land like magic. People pretty generally know that the insult has been passed between the Russian baron and the American traveler who was with Gordon in the Soudan. 'Knowing also the reputation one of these men has as a duelist, it is set down as certain that a meeting must take place soon. Hence, Mynheer Joe finds himself the cynosure for many eyes, and he Is annoyed at the interest people seem to take in him, but that is the fate of any one whom fortune destines to move on a higher plane than his feH lows, and he must get used to it. Molly, on her part, believing this attention is caused simply because the people have learned that he is the anlo mirvii-nr nf tho mn<jfiricr?i nt tvhflr. toom, Is proud of the fact that he is her friend?pleased to think he is an American, and thinks more of him than ever. He gives no hint of what is to come off in the morning, for it is not his way to boast, and he can keep a secret. Indeed, to see how merry he appears no one would think he has anything on his mind. Those who are in the secret are amazed, and not a few make up their minds that the whole' report may be a canard, for) they cannot imagine a man who expects to meet the Russian baron at sunrise could be so cool about it. The evening passes, and finally Mynheer Joe bids the ladies good night. Mr. Grimes sees that he retires to his room to get a few hours' sleep. At the proper time Grimes is up and arouses both Mynheer Joe and Sandy. Together they quickly repair to the dining-room of the hotel. A cook has been bribed to be up and hands them tfach a cup of fine coffee, than which nnt hotter mh Ito hnd in the world than right there at Shepherd's in - Cairo. This opens their eyes and makes them feel as though they have a warmth next their heart. Outside the poor moon hangs up in the sky, but her pale light already gives way to the coming of early morning. Soon the gathering hosts of light will rush up from their stronghold below the eastern horteon, when the rout of the i night-king will be complete. ? Just about this how, Molly Tanner, dressed in a white wrapper and with her hair showering down her back, entejrs her father's rooms by means of the connecting door. "Who's thntv" risks Tanner. Kitting uprlgnt, nis nignt-cap nangmg uve? his ear. "Only Molly, father," comes the reply. "What the dickens are you wandering around for? Qo hack to your bed, child," he says, softly, for his love toward his daughter is very great. "It is early morning. You cap hear the birds twittering out in the trees. I was awake, and, catching voices, went to the window. Below I saw. three men move toward the river. I am almost positive I recognized one 1 of their voices." "Well," grunts the orator, getting , ready to resume his nap, "what of that. Molly?" "But it was Mynheer Joe." "Eh?" "And I heard one of the others ?I am [ sure it must have been Mr. Grimes ?say: *1 will examine the swords. He shall have no advantage.'" ; Tanner grunts again. "Then the report was true?" "What report, governor?" "Never mind, child. It doeja't con y corn yon. Co back and get your beauty nap," he growls. "Not until you tell me what this means. Three men leave the hotel at daybreak. They talk about swords. What is about to happen?" "Bah! Some officers on a lark, perhaps." "You know better, governor. You betrayed yourself when you said the report was true. What report? It concerns Mynheer .Toe. I remember ? o+ him XIUW UU? liiVJ A Ul AIHAA last night." ' onfountl it. child, you aro a little tyrant and I a bulldozed old man! Listen then. It was reported tliat Mynheer Joe and the baron were to fight a duel about sunrise this morning." Molly covers her face with her handn and utters a low cry. Then she eagerly questions Tanner and learns all that he knows, until at last he stubbornly drops back on his pillow and feigns sleep; so there is nothing for the wretched girl to do but return to her room, and, sitting there, await the rising of the sun. with a 'dumb feeling of pain at her heart. CHAPTER XIII. TEE MISSION OF THE DAHABEAH. When1 Mynheer Joe and his two friends, having secured a cup of coffee and a bite ol' breakfast at the hotel, pass down toward the river the very first gleam of daylight is abroad, though as yet kept in the background by the moon, which shines on the land of the Fharaolis with a peculiarly dull radiance, unlike the flood of light poured upon the earth when the Queen of Night is at her full. Knowing the way they experience no trouble in reaching the point where they have been informed the two boats will be in readiness. This time there is no attempt made to rob them. Perhaps the rascally Arabs who prowl about the narrow streets during the night looking for victims have retired, lik? beasts of prey, to their various dens at the approach of dawn. At any rate, ihe three men meet with no adventure as they advance to the Nile. "Here we are," says Sandy, when they bring up at the designated spot. Sure enough, two boats are seen upon the water, both of a trim model. Voices can be heard, as though the sailors are on deck, and all is in readiness for casting off. Sandy takes one look into the face of Mynheer Joe as they come upon the boats. It is enough to reassure him, for the man does not show the least emotion. If he were made of ice Mynheer Joe could not take the situation in a cooler manner than he does. This satisfied the newspaper man that the Russian duellist is about to be surprised. He may have had plain sailing In past affairs of the kind, but when he rton across Mynheer Joe he certainly struck a rnag that now gives promise of wrecking his bark. Mr. Grimes hails and a voice answers?the voice of the French officer who met him as the barony's representative. They are to take the dahabeah nearer the shore. The others have just arrived, and if all their party can be counted there is nothing to be done but to push off and get up sail. "Captain, one question," says Mr. Grimes. "At your service," replies the polite Gaul, whom they can just indistinctly see standing on the roof of the second cabin in a brave attitude, such as French officers delight to assume, although those of other nations are not (r? f Kio HAcn/vnt "You spoke of a doctor?the family doctor of the baron, who understands his constitution and knows how to treat him. Pardon me, but is he on board with you?" Silence follows this cool question, as though the Frenchman has been staggered by it; then. In his courteous way ?he would be polite even if thrusting his sword through an enemy?the officer of the Khedive replies: "He is with us, sir." "Good. Then we consent to start," jays Grimes, conscious that the baron's ears have caught all that has been uttered, and willing to let him know that there is no such thing as "scare" in their Darty. ' No more is said. Orders are given and t?e two Nile River boats gotten under way with the rapidity that aistmguisnes ine peculiar model common to this country. Mynheer Joe clasps the hand of bis second and gives It a squeeze. "Thanks, my good friend. That dig is worth something to me, you finder/3tand," he says in his quiet but earnest way. "Of course, sir. You know, my Interests are bound up in yours. I am determined that this story shall end in the proper way, and it can hardly do that if the baron spits you on his sword like a fowl before the fire. I have confidence in you, Mynheer Joe," replied Mr. Grimes. No more is said just now, for the beat is being gotten under way. The breeze chances to be favorable, and there is more of it than usual at this time in the morning. It comes from a quarter not far removed from northeast, and the three-cornered sails of the dahabeah are peculiarly fitted to catch a quartering current of air. Both boats are speedily rushing through tne water at a lively rate. The situation is rather romantic, with the moon nearly overhead, day beginning to break in the east, and the great sails of the rival river boats catching the fresh breeze that has worked in across the intervening delta of the Nile from the Mediterranean. Was ever a duel fought under similar circumstances as those which promise to mark this one? Probah^ not . [To be Continued^ - " i BILL ARP. ] * 3 S SSS Sis** S**S h*S* S*L7?* ssss** I was ruminating about the grand army of middle men that it takes to aarry on the trade and commerce of this county. I verily believe that they make more money than manufacturers and there are twice as many of them. A friend of mine recently visited a large manufactory of sewing machines and the superintendent told him that prime cost of a first-class macines was $9.60 and they jobbed ihem off at $13. The jobber sold them for $15 to agents. The agents retail them at $35, for he has to rent a store room and keep a horse and wagon and make repairs free and sell on installments and sometimes has to take a machine back for non-payment. When the original Bill Arp moved to Texas he took his wife's machine with him and left his note behind with $10 unpaid. Shortly after that a new agent was sent here who was not acquainted with the Arp family and he came out to my house and wanted mo tfi pay the note. I had hard work to convince him that I was another Arp. The note was signed William Arp, his mark, and Cinderella Arp, her mark. My wife was very indignant that she should be suspected of making her mark. Well, now you see how much money went to the middle men after the machine left the factory?$22?twice as much as it cost to make It. Just so it is with thousands of other things that go through the hands of middle men. I was ruminating about this because I received a report of 500 copies of my new book that Mr. Byrd had sold. The book cost 85 cents to electrotype and print and bind it and I was to have half the profits arising from the 3ale. The price was $1.25 postage paid, which was 11 cents. Thirty copies had been sold here at the book store for $37.50. The book store kept 25 per cent, or $9.37. Mr. Byrd got $28.13. The freight and incidental expenses amount to 3 cents a copy. So the cost was 88 cents and it netted 93 cents and my half of the difference was cents on a copy. The publisher and agent or middle men get about all there is in a book. I am net complaining at anybody but myself. for Mr. Byrd told me that the price would have to be $1.50 to make anything, but I wasn't thinking about charging so much and I wanted the people to have it as cheap as possible. But it can't go on this way. The publication must stop or the price be raised to $1.50 and if an agent won't sell for 25 cents a copy, he needn't sell at all. He runs no risk. He loses no time. The books sell themselves on the counter. But Mr. Byrd can continue to sell on mall orders for $1.25 and 10 cents more for postage. This will be a fair divide all around and give the poor author about 15 cents a copy. Senator Hoar's speech at Chicago is before me. Nothing since the war has so cheered me and impressed mc as that beautiful speech. Why doesn't every newspaper in the South copy it, or that part of it that pays such a tribute to the Southern people. When I finished it I would have hugged the old man, if he had been near enough. Listen?"My life politically has been a life of constant strife with the leaders of the 8outhern people, yet as I grow older, I have learned not only to respect and esteem them, but I love the great qualities which belong to my countrymen of the Southern States. They are a noble race. We may well take pattern from them in some of the virtues that give strength and glory to a free people. Their love of home; their chivalrous respect for woman?their constancy which can abide by an opinion or a purpose through adversity and prosperity and through years and generations. And there is another thing? covetousness, corruption and the low temptation of money has not yet found aqy place in Southern politics. "My friends, we cannot afford to live in a state of estrangement from a people who possess these qualities. They are friends of ouis, born of our horning, flesh of our flesh, blood of our blood and if I have a right to speak for Massachusetts, will say, 'Entreat me not to leave thee or forsake thee, where thou goest, I will go. Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God.'" This is only a part of it. I have placed it in my scrap book along with the admirable editorial comment of Th? Constitution. rnv- ?nlrn TIT >1 On Vl O 1 11C SCUaiUl OpUAC UUIJ nuvu uv aid that corruption in national politics had not yet reached the South. If the case had been reversed our members would not have unseated Butler, but with the northern members the ends justify the means. Yes, I remember from away back how the old man fought us. My father was brought up in his State and my mother in South Carolina and when the Senator and I were in our early manhood (we were born i nthe same year) the war began between those two St^fes. Yes, more than fifty years ago, and has been bitter and unrelenting ever since. This is the first sign of a returning sense of of Justice that has come from any great man of the Old Bay state and we rejoice that it has come from Senator Hoar, the noblest Roman of them all. Its influence will reach from Chicago to Boston and its generous sentiments will thrill every breast in the South land. I care nothing for Mr. Roosevelt nor his late letter. I am too old to be deceived by wordy paragraphs. When he retracts his slanders o* Jefferson Davis and apologizes to his widow I will have some confidence in his honor and his professed good intentions, but not until then. If he is a gentleman he will do that. If he is not a gentleman he won't, and that is all there is in it. Thomas Nelson Page and Harry stillwell Edwards and the Methodist preacher of Cincinnati, to the contrary notwithstanding. Senator Hoar would not have uttered and published those slanders and if he had done it unwrittingly, he would hove long ago ma(?e the amends honorable. "Slander is sharper than the sword. Its breath rides on the posting winds and its tongue outvenoms all the worms of the Nile." Roosevelt is a stubborn, conceited politician. He professes to be a frend to the South, when he is not. If we send a consul to a foreign county and they do net like him he is recalled because he is "non grata persona." Hoy.* much mere careful should v ' Q*; * i 1,4 the* president be to appoint no one to office who is not grateful to our own people. If Roosevelt Is a friend what makes him keep on shoving Dr. Crum on the people of a great city like Charleston. And the negro is an arro3pnt conceited fool or he wouldn't take it. , "I know that you say that you love me, But why did you kick me down stairs?" Some one asked Tom Reed if there was such a thing as an honest politician. He said, "Yes. An honest politician 1% one whom you can buy and he ...II ' n?n ?> U/Ml r?Vl Yv?1 + AtTAM *V? Atf 0 1?A w 11. aiajr ijuuc.iil, uuc cveu cue/ ?ie scarce."?Bill Arp in Atlanta Constitution. r ' - LABOR WORLD. In Indiana the average work day to a little over nine hours. London, Ont., firemen are asking for a ten per cent, increase in their salaries. There are nearly 125.000 miners in Belgium, not ten per cent, of whom make $1 a day. The standard rate of wages for bricklayers and plasterers* laborers in England is $7 a week. Union printers at Waco. Texas, have presented a now wage scale calling for a substantial increase. Steam fitters at New Haven. Conn., will demand $3.50 a day, an increase of fifty cents, after May 1. The International Brotherhood of! Paper Makers has adopted a general plan far raising a $100,000 defense fund, Montreal (Canada) ship laborers* union has presented a new wage scale calling for a general ineease of fifty per cent. In less than three weeks the Eoot and Shoe Workers' stamp has been granted to factoring in Massachusetts employing 10,000 hands. Journeyman butchers of Pasadena. Cal. have organized and will demand a shorter work day; they now average sixteen hours a day. Ring spinners and carders in the textile industry at Dover, N. H.. have struck against working in excess of the legal sixty lio'ir3 weekly. Montreal (Canada) journeyman bakers have decided to make apprentices serve three years at the trade, and that they shall be controlled by the union. A franchise was recently granted to a street railway company at Zanesville. Ohio, providing for a two and a half cent fare for workingmen at certain hours. Newspaper workers in Des Moines, Iowa, will form a union and affiliate with the typographical and other organizations in the Trades and Labor Assembly. NEWSY CLEANINGS: -St 1- ?- ? I-! ? -. ~ ju?ijer puiu is guiujijg u. ouvug iwihold in Indiana. The American Motor Boat Association is to be formed. President Itoosevelt will climb Mount Sha3ta's peak when he visits the West. The entries for the Brighton Bench stake events this year are 17G? against 927 a year ago. The United States Supreme Court has affirmed the validity of the, Michigan Taw regulating the practice of medicine. The Russian Imperial Academy of Science will send an expedition to seek Baron Tell, who is exploring the Siber' inn coast line. A ?2r>.b00 gift for a library at Hanover College, Madison. Ind.. has been made by Mr". Eliza Hendricks, widow of the former Vice-Fresident. The country school 'teachers of Logan County will have a meeting at Bellefontaine. Ohio, to devise some means of securing more pay for their work. Union harhers at Crcston, Iowa, have appointed a committee to confer with employers, with a view to having all the shops adopt the union scale of wages. Teachers of Logan County, Ohio, have formed a Teachers' Union, by which they agree not to work for less than S.10 per month. About half have already signed. Employers in the engineering industry in the North of England have given notice of a reduction of five per cent. ofT piece rates, time rates to be reduced in proportion. There seems to be no foundation in truth to the report tha t Lord Rosebery may write a book on "The American Revolt." Now it is said that his next literary effort will be a life of the Earl of Chatham. Sir Thomas Lipton has offered to present a cup as a prize in a yacht "ace to be held at San Diego, in which the Pacific Coast Club will be invited to participate. It is intended to make this a perpetual challenge cup. Told of Alexander Herrmann. Not many months before his death in this city the magician was a guest at the famous but now defunct Whitechapel Club, the rendezvous of Chicago Bohemians. On the night in ques tion a venerable Japanese priest was present. In the course of a few tricks Herrmann picked up a deck of cards and asked some one to select a card. The seven of clubs was the card drawn from the pack, and it was shown tu the spectators, but not to the magician. The card was replaced in the deck, which was shuffled and then handed to one of the spectators. "Look through the deck, please," said Herrmann. The holder of the cards did as requested. "Is the card that was drawn in the pack?" asked the wizard. "No, sir," answered the spectator. "What was the <ard?" "The seven of ciubs." "Well, gentlemen," said Herrmann, "if one of you will kindly unlace the prelate's shoe, you will And the card that has vanished from the pack." After a smiling protest the Japanese priest unlaced his shoe, and there to the amazement of all, was found the seven spot of clubs.?Rochester Post Express. _ / V \ ' m til & . L OUT ON BAIL The School Tracher Who Killed A |Pupil Gives Bond. Spartanburg, Special.?The remains of Edward L. Foster were quietly laid to eternal rest In the churchyard of * Mt. Zion ' church Saturday morning. The attendance on the funeral was - ? large. The services were conducted by Rev. J. L. Ouzts. The deceased made , two ante-mortem statements. The following is the copy of the second statement made before he died, and was delivered to B. B. Bishop, magistrate at Inman, on the morning of Feb. 27, about eight hours prifcr to Foster's death: State of South Carolina?County of Spartanburg. I, Ed. b. Foster, believing that I am going to die from my present wounds, and that there is no nope for my re- * covery, do make this my dying declaration: One evening in the spelling class I missed one word, and Mr. Pitts gave me out another woru and I misunderstood it, and the next evening he asked me why I had not stayed in as he had instructed me to (he having told me to stay in that evening) and that evening (Tuesday) he told me to stay in. He also kept in Fred Ballenger, Raymond Wolte and Jesse Bellenger, and he (Mr. Pitts) sent them to the other room. He then called me up in front of the rostrum and told me he would have to whip me. He brought two hickorys from the rostrum with him and laid one of them down and told me that he would have to whlp^ t jg me. He gave me two or tnree licks and*^ I grabbed hold of the hickory. He (Pitts) then run hand Into his hip pocket and pulled a pistol and poked it towards my face. I then grabbed tutr pisiui uu uuv uauu auu ui? W (Pitts) hair with my other hand. I ~ knocked the pistol down toward my iffii feet and it fired. I got weak and then * fell back on the rostrum. He (Pitts) jumped up and down two or three times and said he hated it awfully and he (Pitts) said, "Just as I expected, ,,H you were all on me." About the time the pistol fired I heard the boys push open the door between the two school rooms. Pitta / then said he was going on to give up. Don't know what he did with the pis- ! tol. He did not point the pistol toward " ,-Jg me any more. He jumped up and . | down. There was no plot to whip Mr. Pitts. The day he kept Fred Ballenger in, when Fred told mei that Mr. Pitta , was going to whip me, I told him he would not. Edd L. Foster. ' ' J? Signed before me Feb. 27, 193, be* ; tween 2 and 3 a. m. B. B. Bishop, Magistrate. .vpf Before Judge James Aldrich In the court house Tuesday morning at 10 o'clock, the attorneys of Mr. Reuben * Pitts, charged with the murder of Ed- j ward Foster, applied for ball. Messrs. Wm. Jones and Stanyarne Wilson spoke in behalf of bail for the young defendant; while Solicitor Pease and ex-Gov. John G. Evans for the State, opposed tbe granting of baiL Judge , Aldrich gave a decision in favor of Young Pitts, naming bail in the sum of $5,000. The following gentlemen signed the bond, guaranteeing the appearance of the prisoner for trial: Rev. J. D. Pitts, W. E. Lucas and C. R, Bobo, of Laurens, and Mr. J. I. Hahbis, of Spartanburg. A large crowd was present to learn the proceedings ^ and get a glimpse of the living principal in a tragedy that has shocked the State. Pitts appeared by the side of his father, both of whom revealed on their faces the suffering and anguish they have undergone since last Tuesday. Reuben Pitts appeared in a dazed condition, scarcely did he* raise his eyes from the floor during the proceedings of an hour and a half. His father, Rev. Mr. Pitts, several times bowed his head in suppressed emo- ? tion. On Sunday Mr. Reuben Pitta was visited at the county jail by numbers of friends, among whom were four of his former professors at Furman University, Professors Geer, Earle, Haynesworth and Martin. Attesting the high esteem and confidence in which he was held at college, the fol- gj| lowing telegram is expressive: "Greenville, S. C., March 2. "Mr. R. B. Pitts, Spartanburg, S. C. "Accept our sympathy Yftien you were our president, we followed you, never doubting your wisdom and dia-i cretion as a leader. >Jow in ycur hour of grief we esteem you none the less. "The Adelphian Literary Society of Furman University." Hanged at Greenvllla. Greenville, Special.?The hanging of Joe Keenan for the killing of Samuel Willlmon took place at noon Friday in the jail yard, with' only a limited number of spectators to witness the awful tragedy, where the law takes human life for the crime of murder. In this instance there was no doubt whatever as to the gjilt of the negro, who had imbrued hij hands in the blood of a white man v.ithout the slishtest provocation. Keenan was an entire stranger in this community, and did not know Mr. Willimon, whose house he had entered for tha purpose of theft only a few hours be* fore. His immediate escape and the swift pursuit made by the officials are matters of local history that will be told in future years, and his capture in Union county wu-.e masquerading in female attire is one of the notable features cf the case. \ Killed By Boy. Greenville, S. C., Special.?Thomas Wilson, aged 30, was shot and killed Saturday night by Gillom Willbanka, a 13-year-old boy. The shooting toolt place at the home of the Willbanks. The boy surrendered after the tragedy and is now in jail. He says Wilson, was beating his mother and he Interfered. Wilson then struck him and he thereupon secured a pistol and shot Wilson through the head.