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Be Just and Fear net?Let all the Ends thou Aims't at, toe thy Country's, thy God's and Truth's.' THIS TRUE SOUTHBOff, Established Jane, IS? ^oflsol?flatecl Aus:. 2, 1881.1 STJMTER. S. O., TUESDAY, OCTOBER 13, 1885. Sew Series?toi. T. So. 11; Publlshod e?msr Tuesday, - ?by ths? Watchman and Southron Publishing ' _ Company, S?HTER,S. 0. terms: f???wo xs per annum?in advance. '-*^X' . "lDTIEtlMllMI*. Ii^O?e Square, first insertion.......~..~.....$l 00 S^^?^?iM^TMhs*?aentiRsert?oii?.. 50 ?,, . .. .. ~~ ,?jit insertion .. _ ..?^f?fci>?Scts^for three months, or longer will nwdfeat reduced rates. communications which subserve private ^^^S??resta w?lbecharged for as advertisements. ?0: ^Ob*tu*rtea ?ad tributes of respect will be ^^^3^rged for. ^^ ^;fr:itemage n??cesand notices of deaths pub ^?fiMfwe. ' - ^fesP*. ~fbr Job work or contracts for advertising uw.mnce.to N. G. OSTEEN, Business Manager. Absolutely Pure. S This powder never varies. A marvel of ^J?%^irxtrj strength and wbolesomeaess. More ;':&l?cooomicai than the ordinary kinds, and can f^?. l oot be sold in competition with the multitude -I?Hottest* short weight, alum_or phosphate IP Wsim * c . powders. Sold only in cam, ROYAL BAK - POWDER CC% 106 Wall-st., N. Y. TRADEMARK- REGISTERED. ?09 & - A. NEW TREATMENT ifyr Consumtion, Asthma, Bronchitis, Dyspepsia, Catarrh. Headache, DelUi Uf. RkeuTKalism, Neuralgia, and all CkrofUc and Ncrvoxts Disorders. - A CARD. "We^. the en4ers?gned? having received great ?nd-permanent benefii from the use of "COM POUND OXYGEN," prepared aod adminis tered by Dk3. Starksy k Pales, of Philadel phia, and being satisfied that it is a new dis covery in medical science, and all that is claimed for it, consider it a duty which we owe-to the many thousands who are suffering -rf m cfcfonic sod so-called "incurable" dis eases to do all that we can to make its virtues known and to inspire the public with coafi : dence. - , We have personal knowledge of Drs. Star ;:lceyi Pa?en. They are educated, intelligent, and conscientious physicians, who will not, "f" we are sure, make any statement, which they do not .know or believe to be true, nor pub Hahany testimonials or reports of cases which are act genuine. "T WM. D. KELLY, ZMember of Congress from&hiladdphia. I.S.ARTHUR, Editor caw. Publisher "Arthur's Home ^ Magazine,77 Philadelphia. T.lu CONRAD Editor of "Lutheran Observer,1' Philadelphia. Philadelphia, Pa., Jcxe 1, 1s82. In order to meet a natural inquiry in re ' - . \ -. . rj;^^V?ard to our professional and personal stand ;. ?ng, and to give increased confidence in our '~~ statements and in the genuiness of our testi monials and sports_jof cases, we print the ?bovecard from gentlemen well and widely known and of the highest personal character. 7 - - Our ^Trea&tt on Compound Oxygen, " con - ^ ' taming a history of the discovery of and mode of action of this remarkable curative agent, and a large record of surprising cures i,k-. in Consumption, Catarrh, Neuralgia, Bronchi tis, Asthma, etc., and a wide range of Chron ic diseases, wiH be sent free. f Address Drs. STARKEY & PALEN. " " 1529 Arch Street, Philadelpnia., Pa. ta Sp?p lierai later. Testimonials of Eminent Physicians of the State.. . .The following are selected from many sim ilar ones ; -~Da. I*. C. Kenssdy, of Spartanburg, . writes the Proprietors: "The remedial qual ities of Glenn Springs I have known for over forty years, and can attest to its value in Dyspepsia from gastric or functioont derange ment of the Liver, General Debility, Dropsical Effusions. Uterine Irregularity and Affections of the Kidneys and Bladder. To the last dis eases I would particularly call attention, as the waters bave shown large curative powers ? in these complaints." Da. O. B. Mayer, of Newberry, S. ft, says: "1 have sent more than fifty persons ' suffering with Jaundice to these Springs, and have oo'er been disappointed ia any case; they all speedily recovered. I cannot find words tc cypress my confidence in the Glenn . Springs water, as a remedy for the Liver, when functionally deranged. Dyspepsia, Dropsy, certain skin diseases, troubles in the Kidneys and Spleen, if produced by the Liver, have all, as I know, disappeared at the Springs." Da. James McIhtosh, President of the Med ical Association of South Carolina, in his an nual address before that body remarks: *Glenn Springs, for diseases of the Stomach, Liver aod Kidneys, deserves to rank with I moj other on the continent," PRICE OF WATER. Per case of two dozen quart bottles, securely sacked and delivered on the train at Spartan burg, $4.00. Per gallon, by the barrel, delivered at Spartanburg, 20 cents. ' " *Per gallon, for less than a barrel, 25 cents. Address SIMPSON k SIMPSON, . _Glenn Springs, S. C. BLANKS LIENS. TITLES, MORTGAGES, BILLS OF SALE, BONDS, I Aad Other Blanks in Variety, : tOR salb AT THIS OFFICE. THE OLD DINNER HOHN. Pre heard many a strain that has thrilled me with joy, Bat none, I will say, since the day I was born, Has pleased me so much as when a small hoy, I heard, on the farm, the old dinner horn. The trumpet was tin, a yard or two long, And was blowed for "the boys" at noon and at morn. The monotone strain was piercing and strong, But sweet, for all that, was the old dinner horn. When building the fence or tossing the bay, "Or reaping the grain or plowing the corn, With appetite keen, at the noon of the day. Ob, sweet to my soul was the old dinner horn. A mother's fond lips pressed the trumpet of t?n> .? And blew her full soul through the barley and corn. Oh, I bear even yet the "Welcome, come in, Come in, my dear i>oys, to the sound of the horn !" Those lips are now still, and the bosom is cold, Which sent to us boys the blast of the born ; She is waiting in sleep, beneath the dark mould, The archangel's trump and eternity's morn. ?Joel Snartz, D. D. A QUAINT PROPOSAL. The lilac bush beDeath the south win dow of Willow Brook Farm's wainscot ted parlor nodded gracefully as a tiny zephyr swept gayly ^y, wafting far and near its incense of new mown hay. In its wake fluttered a purple and golden butterfly, to poise a moment upon the window's ledge, then to soar boldly for ward until it lit upon a curious old vase beside an organ, whose yellowed keys gleamed softly in the half darkened room. The butterfly and the vase mirrored themselves in the polished oak f o^r, and if the range had been right they could have repeated the pict ure in the shining surface of each arti cle of furniture. A young girl was the sole occupant of the room with the exception, of course, of the butterfly, who had winged his way to a small oval mirror and was busily making his toilet, as his com panion, humming a merry tune, dusted carefully a squatty, teapot, whose fat little spout and comic tout ensemble at once inspired a longing for tea brewed Ta such^npvei quarters. At^thj^mo^ ment a voice,calling 'M?rthy I Mar thy V echoed through the house, fol lowed by : 'Run?quick, old Tim's in the corn field, and my hands are all over dough !' Hastily replacing the ancient heir loom on a spindle-legged table, the young girl darted from the room, while the butt rfiy, startled at its toilet, spread its brilliant wings and floated swiftly out into the sunshine agaia. Snatching a snowy sun bonnet from its peg in the hall, Martha Sew down the garden path across to an adjacent meadow. In ber hurry she failed to notice a gentleman slowly advancing in her direction, until two masculine hands stayed her pro gress. With an exclamation of surprise,Mar tha raised her pretty blue eyes and met a pair of decidedly good-looking brown ones, gazing with evident appreciation at the dimpled, blushing face, from off which the sun-bocoet had slipped, dis closing a crop of reddish golden rings lying close to the finely shaped little head. *I beg your pardon.' murmured Martha, the blushes and dimples waxiug deeper, 'but I didn't see you, I was in such a hurry.' 'Don't mention it. Wouldn't have missed the?the pleasure for anything. I?I like to be run into,' averred the gentleman with considerable emphasis. Such a rippling laugh as bubbled over the lips of Martha at this speech, which she hastily apologized for with : 'I didu't mean to really; but what you said sounded so odd.' *You couldn't do it again, could you ? I assure you I never appreciated being a?odd until to-day! 1?' Oh, the cow!' exclaimed Martha, suddenly recollecting her errand. 'I forgot all about him / and away she sped, j the gentleman hurrying after, repeat ing : 4Cow ? Him ! Let me help you. I?I really am very clever with cows. In fact I would like to make them a study.' However when the field was reached no cow was to be seen and remarking that doubtless some of the hands had ousted old Tim, Martha turned her steps toward the house, thinking the gentleman would proceed on his way. To her astonishment, however, he kept along by her side, observing ; *Areyou acquainted at Willow Brook farm ?' 'Why, yes ; it's my home. I was born there,' answered Martha, surprisedly. 'Happy farm ! I mean?a?it must be a lovely place. You see, the fact is? that is, I have a note for Mrs. Duncan, of Willow Brook Farm.' 'My mother !' ejaculated'Martha open ing wide her blue eyes. Whereupon the gentleman scanned with newly awakened interest a square envelope be had extracted from his breast pocket, as he added : *I am an old?I should say my mot.her is an old friend of Mrs. Duncan's, mak ing a rough calculation of the length of time it might take, ail things favorable, to place him on equally as good a foot ing with the daughter, while Martha's thoughts ran very much in this wise. 'Would be nice looking if be wasn't so sallow. Wonder if mother will ask him to make us a visit. I never heard her speak of an oid friend that had a son.' By this time they were proceeding up the path that led to the farm's pretty rose garlanded porch, and having s ushered the gentleman into the parlor we have alreadv been introduced to, with a demure little courtesy and the words 'I will send mother,' Martha left him. In a few moments a comely, rosy cheeked woman came hurrying into the parlor with : 'Good afternoon, sir, Martha tells mo you have a letter for me from an old friend.' 'Yes, from my mother,' and the gentleman held toward her the letter. Having read it through, interrupted with exclamations such as 'Bless me ! I who'd have thought it!' Mrs. Dun can, her pleasent face deepening into a smile, ejaculated : I 'So you are little Paul Dorsey. My ! how time flies. When I last saw you, you were only a little shaver, It must be nigh unto fifteen years ago. And to think of Lucindy's remembering me all these years and sending her son to se? me. Not that I have forgotten her ?not a bit. Only with one thing and another one hasn't time to think much of old days. You see your ma and I went to the same academy, and we thought a sight of each other ; only somehow after both of us married we sort of drifted apart. Your ma she married a wealthy city man, while I got wedded to a well-to-do farmer, and so gradually we each went our own way. Not to forget each other though, as you see, aod now, my dear, excuse the liberty, but it comes natural like, being your Lucindy's son, I'll send one of the men down to the village after your trunk, and you'll just stop along with us and be as wel come as my own son, if I had one, and Marthy and I will do our best to make you comfortable,' and motherly Mrs. Duncan laid her hand with an approving pat upon Paul Dorsey's slightly stooping shoulders, while he, coloring somewhat, endeavored to thank her for her warm hospitality, but was cut short with : *Bless you, it's no put out, we have lots of room,and it will be a real pleasure to me to see Lucindy's son making him self to home in my house.' And thus it was that Paul Dorsey became a guest at Willow Brook Farm. That evening after her visitor had re tired Mrs. Duncan, observing to her daughter : 'Poor young man, he hasn't a bit of appetite. I don't wonder Lucindy is fretted about him. She writes that he is always that taken up with books, that she can hardly ever coax him to go about a bit with young folks and enjoy himself. I've been thinking Marthy, if you was just to kind of make believe you need his help now and again about the garden and such, it would do him a sight of good, and he'd never suspect it was for the sake of his health,' and Mrs. Duncan laughed, a low, laugh, at the thought of the deception, while Martha exclaimed : 'Why, mother! you are getting to be a regular conspirator. But I am afraid it won't work, he's so?so odd.' Paul Dorsey had been told to make hlm^Lrpe?(5<iU^til?luT>-se' Kursen - ing after his arrival he witsds^ ^otn^v the breakfast table to his own reom,^\d forthwith commenced to unpack '/\ books preparatory to a good day's study-X Everything was at last arranged to his satisfaction, but somehow his thoughts were strangely wandering this day, al though not a sound disturbed the cool quietness of his surroundings. A pair of blue eyes seemed to giance mockingly from the musty page he fain would mas ter, and he caught himself repeating aloud the old-fashioned name of 'Mar thy,' which took unto itself the sweetest of sounds by reason of its connection with so pretty an owner. Suddenly, with a thud, the book fell from his hand, as, exclaiming: 'By Jove! that's her voice,' Paul Dorsey, with one stride, .was at the window making sad havoc of the dainty dimity curtains with clumsy hands. Martha, accompanied by a tall stal wart fellow, was passing down the gar den path, her infectious laughter floating merrily upon the balmy air as she chat ted away to the young man at her side, who appeared to be enjoying the subject under discussion as much as herself. A3 they disappeared from view Paul, with rather a blank look, resumed his seat and sought to apply himself to his interrupted task, but not with the old ardor did he work, and for the first time that he could remember, he listened anxiously for the bell to summon him to luncheon. The days slipped into weeks, aod still Paul Dorsey remained a guest at Willow Brook Farm, and it became no unusual sight to see him obediently fol lowing Martha's directions concerning the uprooting of certain weeds, or the fastening of some vine more securely about its support. An honest, bronze tinge had replaced Paul's once sallow complexion, and the books?well they had become secondary, a more potent charm having outrivaled them. Mrs. Duncan congratulates herself upon bcr happy forethought that was working such a change in her friend's son, and Martha admitted with a slight blush, that Mr. Dorsey was getting to be al most as handsome as her cousin Joe? her beau ideal of manly beauty hereto fore. The sun burned scorching hot upoB the broad gravel path just outside of the farm's pretty parlor, bat within that quaint room a restful coolness held sway. Lounging idly in the depths of a willow chair, was Paul, while Martha, seated at the old organ, drew from its aged keys a low, plaiutive melody. As the last note died softly away, whirling round upon her seat, Martha, exclaimed : 'Do you know, Mr. Dorsey, you have been wasting the whole morning 11 don't believe you have looked at a book for two days'?this last, it must be owucd with a slight air of triumph as she con tinued, penitently: " I am afraid I have been to blame, but to-morrow I will leave you free to spend the whole day with your books, for (Jotisiu Joe has prom ised to drive me over to Dapleston to do some shopping.' 'Hang cousin Joe'? 'Mr. Dorsey !' from Martha's aston ished lips. 'I beg pardon, I really-?I hope you will have a delightful time. Miss Dun can. I assure you I shall a?enjoy it immensely being left to my books and? confound it! Excuse me I?* And before X>Iartha could reply, Paul Dorsey had left the room. 'How queer it is,' soliloquized Mar tha, as Paul's departing footsteps echoed through the hall. 'I don't see why he should dislike Joe so: Joe is always such a favorite with every ono. I hope I haven't offended him. Iam sure I didn't mean to.' And with rather a puzzled look upon the fair youug face, Martha closed the organ. That evening as Martha stood down by the meadow gate caressing old Doxcy, the mare, her quick ears caught the sound 01 .i familiar tread advancing to ward her, and a moment after a voice exclaimed ; *I am an idiot, Mis3 Martha, but I?? hope you-will forgive me. I couloVt bear the idea of his monopolizing you all day. I know you could never think of an old bookworm like myself?still I ?I have been very happy, and I forget sometimes that?that there is such a dif ference between us.' Martha's cheeks had been growing rosier and rosier, while a strange, wild joy surged through her veios, as she an swered, her tones trembling slightly. 'Since I can remember Cousin Joe and I have been playmates, and since father died be has been so good aod kind to mother, helping her about the farm and in every way, that he has become like a son to her, and as dear as a brother to me. Dear Joe! I don't know what we should have done without him:' She pushed, the tears gathering in ber pret ty eyes. Paul drew nearer, then hesi tated, as Martha continued. 'Joe is engaged to my dearest friend, and they are to be married in just six weeks.' 'I am awfully glad?I mean I wish them joy, and all that sort of thing,' and Paul Dorsey advanced still nearer the little figure into whose eyes a sweet s by dess had stolen. 'Martha, do you think there is a ghost of a chance for me ? As it's my first attempt at anything of the kind, perhaps you will sum it up leniently, and make my sentence as easy as you can,' then gathering courage from Mar- j tha'8 half averted face, and the extreme I pinkness of the one visible ear, he laid | his hand caressingly upon hers, adding : ! 'Martha, do you think you can for give me for?for loving you ?' 'Why should I forgive you for what I have done myself?' came the low an swer, followed naively by, 'But I did not know it until to-day, when I thought I had offeuded you.' 'And?and you don't mind my being odd?or anything ?' stammered Paul, in his excessive joy. You are not a bit odd,' was the in dignant reply ; I wouldn't have you any different,' and Martha touched sly ly the coat-sleeve in close proximity, to her waist, whereupon she immediately disappeared from view, and from some where in the region of Paul's waistcoat pocket a muffled little voice might have been beard ejaculating : 'Oh, Paul ! suppose somebody is look ing V 'I hope they are,' was the audacious jply, succeeded by a second disappcar 12 on Martha's part. A week or so later a stylishly dressed^ middle-aged lady was sitting tete-a-tete with Mrs. Duucan, who was observ ing: 'Dear me, Lucicdy. you've no call to thank me.- I bad nothing to cfo with it. Not but what I am real pleased that your son aod my daughter should come together; but I had no mere thought of it than yourself.' . A slight smile stirred the lips of Mrs. Dorsey as she remarked : 'You are just the same as ever, Mary, Well, if Martha only turns out half as good a woman as yourself, I am satis fied that Paul has won a treasure.' 'And he1!! never forget, mother, that be owes that treasure to you, for if you had not sent him to ' seek out your old friend he'd have remained a bachelor to the end of his days/ interrupted a mas culine voice, while a girlish treble ex claimed, 'Oh, Paul !' the rest of the sentence being forever lost by Paul dar ingly sealing hi* betrothed's lips with his own. Some Practical Jokes. Hon. Benjamin Fitzpatrick, who was Governor of Alabama from 1841 to 1845, came of a family renowued for practical jokes. He was not such an irrepressi ble jester as some of his brothers and other relatives, but he too had a decid edly large bump of that brand of hu mor, as the following true story, told by a near relative of bis, will show : At one time he held the office of State Solicitor, or what is called in some States, District Attorney ; Montgomery his place of residence, and Wctumpka, were in his district. Judge Cannon was the presiding officer at the time of which I am writing. Court had just closed at Montgomery and was to open the next day at We-' tumpka. There was not a railroad in the State of Alabama at that time, and the officers and lawyers of the district took the rounds' either on horse-back or in buggies. Judge Cannon, and an elderly attor ney whom I shall call Jonas, travelled together in a buggy drawn by a pair of large mules. Jonas was rather an ef feminate man, destitute of beard,and al most a bankrupt in the matter of cra nial foliage. What little he had, grew along the lower edges of his dome of thought, while the upper precincts were as barren as the Staked Plains. Jonas allowed these scanty strands to grow as long as Mother Nature would let them, and he would brush them back in such a manner as to entirely cover the denud ed table lands above, and twist them to gether behind, and hold them in place by a 'tucking comb,' such as is worn by ladies. With his hat on, Jonas did not pre sent a particularly ecceutric appearance, but when seen for the first time bare headed, he was really a mirth-provoking object. On the occasion of which I am writ ing, Fitzpatrick rode ou horseback to Wetutnpka, and passed Judge Cauuou and his friend Jonas od the way. A few miles from the city ho parsed a shallow slough of rather muddy water, which was some 200 yards wide. After crossing he dismounted, built an im mense fire of brush and pine knots, and then proceeded to disrobe, hanging his garments around the (ire as though he was drying them. In a little while his Honor and 31 r. Jonas arrived at the further edge of the water, when Fi?zpatric!c arrayed in a single garment, (an undershirt) yelled out; 'Don't drive in there, Judge, for Heaven's sake! It's at least, ten feet deep in the middle, and you will drown sure.' The Honorable Court and his com panion then held a brief consultation, when they decided that the prescut out look was anything but flattering. They also decided to take Fitch's advice. (Fitch was a sort of nickname or con traction for Fitzpatrick) uohitcb their j mules, aod swim over, as he said he had doDe. Not cariog to get their clothes wet and having to dry them as Fitch was doing (or rather, seemed to be do ing) they concluded to strip off before they started upon their perilous ride, tie their clothing up in small bundles and hold them over their heads as they swam their mules across. Once across they could resume their raiment aud walk the rest of the way to Wetumpka, or ride their bare-back mules, as they saw fit. By this time Fitzpatrick began a rather hasty resumption of his gar ments, saying that he would hurry on to town and send a buggy back to meet His Honor and his friend. He did not start, however, until he saw his victims nearly across the dark and shallow water. The two legal luminaries presented anything but a spectacle of dignity and reverence, to be sure ; with no article of clothing except a stove-pipe hat, riding bareback mules with blind bridles and, buggy harness on, with one hand con vulsively clasping a small bundle above their heads, while the other clutched in a vice-like grip a turf of mane, for neither of them could swim a yard. Thus they tremblingly entered the slough. Fitzpatrick afterwards said that he would willingly have given a hundred dollars to have had some of his legal comrades with him to enjoy th? fun. Suppressed laughter almost burst his diaphragm, as onward the dignified Judge and solemn barrister came splash ing through knee-deep water, momen tarily expecting to plunge into a ten foot abyss. There was no portion of the water over a foot deep. As they neared the further shore Fitzpatrick mounted his horse and rode on to Wetumpka, leaving 'The Court' and his comrade to enjoy the discovery of his wicked sell. The hotel at which the Judge and visiting attorneys always stopped was kept by a very prim and somewhat prudish old lady who was well acquaint with 'Col. Fitch-,' Judge Cannon, and most of the 3Iontgomery lawyers ; but she bad never seen Jouas. The old lady had numerous questions to ask 'Col. Fitch' about himself and some of his brother attorneys who had not arrived. With a lugubrious ex pression of countenance 'Col. Fitch' told her that he hadjpassed Judge Can non some miles back, 'but was sorry to find that he was bringing that old worn* i-analong with him.' ^Wbakpj-d'woman ? His wife,' asked the landlady/"***-^ No indeed !' Fiteh- *T.be , Judge bas no wife. Tf S & i gW?t "pl?j r he hasn't. If he had a good wife per haps her influence might restrain him from travelling over this judicial district in company with a female dressed in male attire.' The old hotel mistress was thorough ly shocked, 'that such a nice, mooest, well-behaved old gentleman as Judge Cannon should thus disgrace himself,' and she suggested the possibility of Fitzpatrick being mistaken about it. 'It's a fact, madam,' he solemnly as sured her. 'No one would suspect her sex at first sight, so well disguised is she, but if yon will notice carefully when she removes her hat, she has her hair dooe up in a little Grecian knot, and fastened behind with a regular la dies' tucking comb. Tt is really a cry ing shame the way the old hypocrite has been acting lately, and if you do not want the reputation of your hotel ru ined, you had better not let them put up here.' The old lady was ablaze with indig nation, and she said she 'was jest each iu' to see the old vilyan aod tell him what she thought of him.' About dusk Judge Cannon and his bald-headed companiou drove up. The evening was rather cool, and the little office of the hotel was nearly full of newly arrived lawyers, to whom Fitz patrick had just related the 'deep-wa ter,5 as he styled it, and also what he had told the landlady about 'His Hon or' and his female travelling compan ion. They were all giving the Judge a hearty greeting, when in sailed the old landlady, with the hauteur of a duchess. Walking boldly up to the Judge, that good-natured dignitary, with his face wreathed in smiles, held out his hand, with 'how do you do, my dear madam; ? am really glad?' 'Don't you come around here a 'dear madaming' me, you old whitewashed graveyard !' she fairly shrieked. 'You and that lanterd-jawed old weuch' (shaking her finger menacingly in Jo nas' face) 'can jest gather up your duds an' skip ; you au-daeious old heathen !' To say that Judge Cannon was dum founded would be putting it entirely too tamely. He was a whole dumb asy lum. As soon as his bewildered mental faculties could rally a little he bawled out : 'Bon Fitch has been telling you some infernal lies on us, and Til fine him fifty dollars for contempt in court if he doesn't take it back at once.' 'Col. Fitch is a gentleman, sir, and don't tell lies on nobody/ hotly retort ed the old lady, while 'Col. Fitch' had iguominiously retired behind a group of lawyers out of the range of the fiery jrlances of the indignant Jud^e. Everybody present except Cannon, Jonas and the irate landlady were uow writhing in the convulsions of laugh ter. 'Do you dare stand there and tell me and these gentlemen that this thing here is a man V IIi\y screamed the angry hostess, livid with rage, and still shak ing her louz finder of concentrated scorn at the pale and trembling Jonas. She then made a bound forward, like a cat pouncing upon a crouching rabbit aod seizing his glossy silk hut and pointing the same scornful Gugcr to the iuuucent little tucking comb, exclaimed : 'Look at that, gentlemen, and tell me what ought to be done with a deer i?tick judge who would have such an ugly old female scarecrow as she around the circuit with him, an' then have ihe insurance to try to pass her off for a man, an' iu a respectable hotel at that ! It's a regular outrage on society, an' 1 say they both ought to be tarred an' I feathered an' then rid on a rail cut of I this here town.' i I The hilarious lawyers then and there assembled did not 'ride the guilty par ties' on a rail, but somebody paid for several gallons of good, pure, old tirae fluid extract of rye on that memorable night. What Our Editors Say. Moral Journalism. Abbeville Medium. When you hear a man criticism g or denouncing the county newapaper you may be pretty sure he is no subscriber. Frequently we hear of such instances and it is generally the ease that the cen sor is one who uses his neighbor's pa per. Now the other day a man didn't like it because the Medium had nothing about the Edgefield tragedy and he talked about it in such a manner as might have estranged our friends and supporters. Apparently he was not content to give us no support himself but was anxious to do what damage he could. It is the man who knows nothing about the business who is pronounced in his comments on journalism. It is no pleasure to us to publish deeds of lawlessness and bloodshed. It does not promote morality and it is not a good thing to have in the family a newspaper filled up with sensational ac counts of murders, suicides, abductions, prostitutions and all manner cf licen tiousness. Wc don't believe in any such system of newspaper conduct. The Killing of Stephney Eiley. Abbeville Press and Banner. Dr. Bellinger shot and killed a negro in Charleston last Friday. He passed the negro's livery stable, saw him whip ping a horse, and stopped to interfere. Insulting words passed. Dr. Bellinger went back next day. A difficulty en sued, when the Doctor shot the negro, emptying his pistol?two shots in the head, and four in the body. As usual, in all killings, the same old story of the dead man advancing, the slayer retreat ing, until finally the fatal shots are fired. Of course Dr. Bellinger will be brought to trial, and if, after going through the forms of a trial, he is not promptly acquitted, it will be strange to us. If negroes keep on "advancing" on white men, there is no telling what is to become of us. There has been so much of bloodshed lately, and so little puuishment, that we have about come to the conclusion that the Jaw in South Carolina is a mockery, and that we have no protection at all to o topers on s and life. ^ Wo believe the same old story of "advancing," "retreating" and "shoot 3?g;" fits nearly every case of killing, ^i?d a rec'tal of the story nearly ?lv;ays is^so^u^v^rsa^ly^ We have never seen stronger evidence of deliberate, unprovoked and cruel murder than that given before the coro ners jury in Charleston against Dr. A. Bellinger. But nobody who knows the man or his reputation will believe that he is a deliberate, wanton and cruel murderer who killed a man to whom every white man had reason to be kind and grateful. It is impossible to be lieve that of a brave, warm-hearted man who has passed the middle age with each year of his life crowded with good deeds. We believe one of two things to be certain : Either Dr. Bellinger is entirely insane and irresponsible, or there is something in the case not yet made public that will justify his action when it is known. Justice requires that this much be said by those who can say it that public judgment may be guided aright. Does Drunkenness Excuse Crime. Atlanta Constitution. This is the question that has engaged the attention of courts ever since their organization. Biackstonc, considering the ease with which drunkenness might be simulated, and how weak an excuse it is when real, says: "The law of England will not suffer any man thus to privilege one crime by another." Sir Matthew Hale discussing the dementia uffectata, or temporary frenzy into which men fall by drunkeuoess, says: "By the laws of England such a person shall have no privilege by this volunta ry contracted madness, but shall have the same judgmeut as if bo were in his right senses." Then when is a man druuk enough to avail himself of this exeuse ? One of Judge Bleckley's most noted decisions holds a man to be re sponsible for his acts as long as he is sober enough to poiut and aim a pistol. He must be drunk enough not to be able to form and intelligently carry out an intent. The Anderson Street Duel. Clarendon Enterprise. Last week, Mr E. B. Murray, edi tor of the Anderson Intelligencer, and Major J. B. Moore, State Senator from Anderson, were before the Mayor, charged with (1) fighting with pistols ou the public square. (_) carrying con cealed weapons. To both charges Ma jor Moore pleaded auilty, and was fined ?50 for the first offense aud $-5 for the second. Editor Murray entered a pica j of self defeuce on the first count aud was acquitted ; on the second count lie pleaded guilty, and gave as his reason for thus violating the law cf the State, that he expected to be attacked, but did not know when, where, or how, and that ho did not wisli to carry the weapon exposed, out. of deference to appear- j a noes, lie was fined ?25. We pre- } sume that the wounded honor and pride I of both tiic.*o gontlrniau have beeu sat-j isfied, and that this is the last scene in i the affair. And now for the cause of all this? WHISKKY. We have read with interest! the history of this affair, and have j throughout admired Editor Murray's i stand', lie favored prohibition with all his might, while Senator Moore favored j whiskey. Mr. Murray championed the cause of truth, honesty, innocence, tem perance; Major Moore that of drunk enness, degradation, disgrace, poverty, j barrooms. Mr. Murray was iusulted j by Major Moore, and he resented the j insult as he should have done ; and ! and when Major Moore came on him ! with a pistol, lie did what he should j have done?defend:d himself. The ! chief of police testified that Mr. Murray - acted just as be under similar circum stances would have acted. We venture the assertion that there are not a dozen other men in that county, who, under similar circumstances, in similar places, and over their own signature in a news paper, would have had the moral cour age to have said and done what Mr. Murray said and did. We have no doubt but that there are hundreds who have approved his course, and have told him so, but the number is very small, who would dare take the high moral staod in prohibition that Mr. Murray does. Mr. Murray publishes a large and a newsy paper?one of the best in the State ; and it pays him too, for last week be had nineteen columns of ad* vertisements, but not one of these ad vertisements was of a barroom. The tone of his paper is too high for that. We have waited until we had all the case before us, and we now feel confi dent that Editor Murray's course has the approval of all the best citizens of Anderson County. Seed Cotton Traffic. A correspondent of the Clarendon Enterprise, writing from Summerlon, says : The citizens of this community, im pressed with the importance of arrest ing the wholesale violation of the laws in reference to the traffic in seed cotton and retailing spirituous liquors, met here on Friday, 2d inst., and organiz? ed a vigilance committee whose duty it will be to report and have punished in every instance violations of the ex isting statutes bearing upon these two evils. The committee consists of names among the best of our people, who say they are deteimined to do their duty, it matters not whom it hurts. The law especially with ref erence to the traffic iii seed cotton had become a dead letter, and by de grees every regular country merchant was forced into it in self defence, on account of the little mushroom estab lishments that would spring up in the fall for the purpose of getting the seed cotton ; and in order to make their place of business attractive, a great many of them went a step further and retailed liquor, numbers of packages of which were received here at Wright's Bluff under cover, as for example, barrels cased in rice tierces and marked "Groceries." It was an evil growing to an alarming extent, and the law-abiding citizens felt com pelled to take prompt action in the premises. Whether they will accom plish anything or not remains to ^ seen. A .certain Dutchman, owner of a small house, had effected an insurance on it of eight thousand dollars, although it had been built for much less. The house got burnt down, and the Dutch man then claimed the full amount for which it had been insured; but the officers of the company refused to pay more than its actual value?about six thousand dollars. He expressed, his dissatisfaction in powerful broken Eng lish, interlarding his remarks with some choice Teutonic oaths. 'If you wish it,' said the actuary of the*insuraoce company, 'we will build you a house larger and better than the one burned down, as we are positive it can be done for even less than six thou sand dollars.' To this proposition the Dutchman ob jected, and at last was compelled to take the six thousand dollars. Some weeks after he had received the money he was called upon by the same agent, who wanted him to take out a policy of a life insurance on himself or on his wife. If I insure your wife's life for four thousand dollars,7 the agent said, 'and she should die, you would have the sum to solace your heart.' 'You 'surance fellows is all fiefs !' said the Dutchman. *If I insure my vife, and my vife^dies, and if I goes to the office to get my four thousand dol lars, do I gets all do money ? No, not quite. You vill say to me, 'She vasn't vert four thousand dollars ; she vas vert 'bout one thousand dollars. If you don't like de one thousand dollars, we vill give you a bigger aud a better vife r A Celebrated Calf Case. Waterloo, Iowa, October 7.?The lawsuit known as the "Jones County calf case" has been concluded in the City Court of this city. It was an action brought by Robert Johnson against E. V. Miller ai.d six other de fendants for $10,000 for malicious prosecution. Eleven yeans ago John Foreman; of Jones County, Iowa, had four calves stolen and about the same Lime Robert Johnson, a neighboring fanner, bought some calves from S. I). Potter, of Green County. These calves proved to be the ones stolen from Foreman. Soon afterwards Johnson was prosecuted by the Auti Horse-Thief Association, of Jenes County; for the theft of the calves. He was tried twice and acquitted, and in 1877 brought suit against seven members of the association for mali cious prosecrtion, alleging that they did not have probable cause for Com mencing the action. The Case has been before the Courts ever since, a'nd has been tried five times, and each Unie except one the plaintiff received a verdict ranging from $3,000 to 87,000, but each time the verdict has been set aside. The jury to-day awarded $7,000. The costs, attor neys' fees and expenses entailed upon alf the parties to the litigation are estimated at over $*2?,000, and several prosperous farmers have been render ed bankrupt, while the calves iuf the first place were not worth $50. _ mmam I II OM A little six-year old Young America, while undergoing his usual bath last Saturday night, asked his mother what little children were made of. 'Dust, my darling.' replied the mother. 'Well,' said the little fellow, *If you dou't stop pouring so much water on me and rub bing me so hard, you^ll get me light soft and I'll be a big tump of.iuudi.!? Florence Times. Applications for Space, Advices from New Orleans state 'ths? applications for space in the various', buildings of the American Exposition^ to open on November 10th, are daily pouring in from States, cities and lat^;,": business firms in all parts of the United States; while the countries of Mexico*'' Central and South America, as well at" important places in ?orope, arc sending in a large quota. In fact, where at the - M outset, the filling of the oceans of-va*' . -. cant space caused the promoters of the ... enterprise no inconsiderable amount of anxiety, the situation has in the past - few months been entirely reversed and1 the management deem it theit_duty td ioform those intending exhibitors *-wW. have yet applied for space to Jo 86^ at once, ere it be too late.. While tins" is, of course, a very gratrfying state <pf " affairs, that the management is able td - announce, still it shows the necessity of city and individual exhibitors who bivd^'s* thus far failed to make their a|fpSioa^'JM t:ons for space doing so immediately. There is no longer any question of the * success of the American Exposition-; ii | has been constructed upon sound bciti* ,; ness principles ; it is operated by busi* oess men; to solve the commercial problem of the day?the securing ottito}'^ ' outlet for our surplus . ?a^?iaci?Ted , products. The non-manufacturingjqouf , tries of Spanish and Portuguese Amet* ica are looked to for the relief needed.' At the coming Exposition they will coo* gjsp trast their resources with ours,. anda?"' --^ ford the opportunity of reaching a5 j? early understanding for the establish* $? ment of business relations of mutual advantage. This question of new trad? ~C? relations for merchants of the Uuifcca States necessitates prompt action on the part of our manufacturers and business men, in order that they sbaflbe reprf^ seated in the magnificent Exposition to - take place in New Orleans this * ~ A Queer Marriage Cerem In the Northwestern part of $$ County, Tenn., lives an Irish ? tr?te, a man of liberal education/ full quota of that mother wit for ;, ? his nation is remarkable. A shi~ ^ ago a colored pair named Jim ag 2l called upon the Squire tobe better or worse,' probably Having some notice of tfie ' prepared and actually ing ceremony : Jim, will you takj Without any ; T? lote and Both out and in, Through thick and thin, Holding bim to your heart,' . '. '$$? Till death do partt Bet modestly acquiesced, an<J ^ie rf; newly married ccupl? were disu?wea* with this 'stopper overall:' 'Thro life's alternate joyand strife^j I cow pronounce von man and wife, Go'up life's bill till you g?t to the levey 3 "-r. An' salute your bride, you rusty black der nr Not Bora t?Tb?' Shot On the i&of Septemli?r we published ^ an account of the accidental -shoodtig of, John Price, colored, at McKenzie s milT in this county/ a few days previously^ by which a part of his skull was blown Agsg off and his brain e?po&d. ^Tj^?te w?t ;. ' an air of exaggeration in thVstat?men V ' H yet the leading circumstancesof thev fair, as published, were strictly true j'V and what may seem mor? ?stonishicg, the woutfded mau is now well .?o4-*->i working regularly In the cotton field.. Not only was a portion, of his i?SSt . blown off?severed from* th? ^e?u^buV " it is stated as true that at least one-third of his brai?s spilled on the ground wherV ; they were left. The severed part of his' head was replaced, and uniting, it healed up almost without a scar ; and as a physiological phenomenon, it is as serted that not withstanding the less . of . his brains he now has more sense than" . before the accident.??orkv&e Enaid? X rer. " Two cotton gin accidents are reported* in Spartan burg : David Miller lostrtwo^ - % ! fingers and James Carson had his ar?f 1 C lacerated. ' . S?" ,Mr. F. P. Harrington, who fives St? Clarendon County near Williumsburg* line, had the misfortune to fose bis cortf house, stables, fodder-house, and afl his' j fodder aud peas, farming utensils, &c, on Sunday, the 27th ultimo, by fire^ which by some unaccountable -meaos^ /V originated iu his corn-hoaso about o'clock in the day-time. I The young woman who used to sing ! so divinely, 'Oh, hid I the wings ot sf j dove,'is satisfied with a chicken leg~ now. She is married. E. H. Aull, late editor of U?? ?W-Vr " perity Reporter, is now on the staff of ; the Ne wherry Herald and News.. . ; The trial of Dr. Bellinger for theT-i^ murder of Stephney Riley in Cearlcs*"" Ij ton, is expected to bring out some ex-." ~0& traordinory circumstances. It ?s said^ -3 that a member of the family has depart-" -. ed for Cauada recently, " * What do you suppose Fil \oo?t like" wheu I get out of this?' snapped sf. young lady at a conductor of an over-' crowded street car. 'A good deal likeT crushed sogar, miss,' said the be???"%|| ringer. And tire young lady hung ort*^:! the strap and rode four utiles farther . with the smile of an augel.? Buffalo' .; Ex^>ress. . s The Profcrbttioniata' of Ohw are ma?^ : ? ing this year the strongest canvass tbaj^p| they have ever managed in that State. : Dr. Leauord, their ca1adi?at?vibr.Qbv^'^^ ernor, has addressed some very ??f^eS^ meetings. The main poit?t .of - '??f?^s speeches is that prohibition is* the fb)re^g^ most issue in American politics/ ?iit'?i^>;:4^ is to destroy one of the two great ^'r-^J-^ ties by absorbing the best men in. b?ttfrf? of them, and that the consequence w?r; be the breaking op of the solid- Soirtfe^^i Th:.s is in nafmoay ?i?i lt?' private'o^^^ versa t ion of the leading .$rdbl^||:iCbl^fi here whb express- the .-b^S?f-??^ South- is rip^ fc^Jnst su?k ? movcmCa^ and wlfo h?ve eViKf? ^tf? s*: ?rfJa^ ii3ioe C<dquitt, of ??ov^ia^; ??1 piobab-e next cauUidate for preeidwufc? :