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THOS. J. ADAMS, PROPRIETOR.
EDGEFIELD, S. C., THURSDAY MARCH 17, 1892.
VOL. LVn. NO. IO.
ELLA WHEELER WILLCOX.
I am tired tc-night, and something
The wind, maybe, or the rain.
Or the cry of the bird in the copse
Has brought back the past and its
And I feel, as I sit bere thinking,
That the hand of a dead old June
Has reached out bold of my heart's
And is drawing them up in tone.
I am tired to-night, andJI miss you
And long for you, love, through
t O? rs *
And it seeme but today that I saw
You who have been gone for years;
And I seem to be newly lonely,
I, who am so much alone;
And the strings of my heart are weli
But they have not the same old tone.
I am tired, and that old sorrow
Sweeps down the bed of my soul,
As a turbulent river might suddenly
Away from a dam's control.
It beareth a wreck on its bosom,
A wreck with a snow-white sail,#
And the hand on my heartstrings
But they only respond with a wail.
The editor of Tho Century has
an article on "Popular Crazes"
that deserves attention because it
aptly applies to the Third. Party
craze that now afficts this district
and this State. The article in
question was called forth by Prof.
"James Bryce's 'American Com
mon wealth, certain chapters of
hwhic strikingly reveal the author'*
remarkable insight into American
methods and character.
Prof. Bryce holds that "in nc
country is public opinion so power
ful as in the United State." Remar
king that one of the chief problems
of free nations is "to devise means
whereby the national will shall be
most fully expressed, most quickly
known and most unresistingly and
cheerfully obeyed, he says : j
"Towards this goal the Ameri
cans have marched with steady
steps, unconsciously as well a?
consciously. Towering over Pres
idents and State Governors ; over
Congress and State Legislatures;
over conventions and the vas!
machinery of party, public opin
ion stands out in ?he United States
as the great source of powers the
master of servants who tremble
"There is no class or set of men
whose Eipecial functions it is to
form and lead public opinion. The
politicians certainly do not. Pub
lic opinion leads them.
"A sovereign is not less a sover
eign because his commands are
sometimes misheard or mis
reported. In America every on*?
listens for them. Those who man
age the affairs of this country
obey to the best of their hearing,
The people must not be hurried
A statesman is not expected tc
move ahead of them; he mus!
rather seem to follow, though: ii
he has tjie courage to tell the peo
ple that they were wrong and
refuse to be the instrument, hi
will be all the more respected."
The people have great faith ii
their destiny, beeause they hav<
confidence in themselves to fine
out what is right and to stand bj
it. They can be trusted to se?
through the sophistries of derna
gogues and false teachers who foi
their own selfish ends seek to ride
into public favor and to office up
on some passing craze that seemi
to be popular *nr that promisef
relief in general distress. Bul
perils in the shape of new politi
cal parties or financial or economic
heresies are in the end discardec
by the sober-second thought of th(
We can recall several of thesi
new political fads since the clos<
of the war which passed away al
most as suddenly as they rose
They were not near as strong a
they appeared to be with the peo
pie. They were in reality wha
Professor Bryce calls.."the mishear
ing of public opinion." Th
Granger movement made a grea
noise in 1873. It seemed to b
powerful in a few Western Statet
but it was dead in a few years. Ii
1878 the Greenback, party carrie*
Maine, and elected members o
Congress from several Westen
States. This was the party tha
insisted the government shouh
put its printing presses to worl
and issue money to the people o
the States, but it disappeared in i
few years. Then came the Labo
party in 1886, after the grea
?trikes in some of the States, bu
it went down with Henry George'
candidacy for the mayoralty ii
New York that year when h
' Judging of the future of partie
that have come into being nude
so-called popular crazes the Thin
party will ?oon follow in tl
inglorious wake of its predecesso:
In all respects it is one of the mo
pernicious of the crazes that hi
afflicted the South. But it wi
, not remain long to cumber an
afflict the people with .its banefi
The editor of The Century saj
that, in every instance public opii
ion was the sovereign under who:
commands the "craze" wt
abandoned j by the politician
When they discover that the pe<
pie are not ready for what is take
for a popular movement, -they ai
the first to abandon it. "It ie in
possible to say whether os-no t tb
people, had "ever I>a?D:vBOv?trongl
in fa vor of one of these crazes .?
the politicians.: supposed.- .Moi
were , in f ave* ..of themvat tfaej
birth than at the moment of thei
abandonment, for in the intel
vening period the work, of edncf
tiou had been in progress, and th
American people are quick to dif
cover an error and equally quic
in correcting it."
The demagogues and office seek
ing politicians:, in the words c
Porf. Bryce, had "mistakei
eddies and cross currents, for th
main stream of opinion." Th
statesman who has the courag
, to tell people that they are wron
will be all the more respected.
1 [Augusta Chronicle.J
Sad Death of Four Children.
1 ATHENS, Ga., August 29.-J
story has reached here fror
Madison county, telling of the sa
death of the four children of
family named Wilson in the ebor
space of forty minutes, three o
them from the bite of a rattlesnak
and the other by drowning.
The sad affair occurred a fe^
day a ago. Mrs. Wilson went to J
spring near the house for watei
taking the baby with her. Shi
had left tho house but a ebor
i time when screams attracted he
. attention, and hastening there
. found two of her children dead am
the third one sick. The littli
. fellow, however, was able to talk
' and said that they had pokc<
- their fingers through a crack ii
i the floor and a hen under th?
, house had bitten them.
Mrs. Wilson hurried back t<
the spring, and there found thai
her little baby had crawled int<
the spring and been drowned
, When the mother returned to th(
house she found the little boy al sc
Some time later, tho fathei
returned. Search was made, anc
a huge rattlesnake was found un
i der the house and killed.
Paris eats 1,000 horses weekly.
New York has 230,000 Hebrews
Ironing is now done by eloc
, trie i ty.
Bees have an antipathy for darli
? The ashes of burnt corks make
fine black paint.
L There. Are 12,400 saloons in New
> York and Brooklyn.
No Chinese has been naturalized
1 for thirteen years.
j The American people spend $42,
r 000,000 a year for letter postage.
? Twenty words per minute is th?
. average at which longhand it
? Chinese control almost the entire
shoemaking business in Calfornia.
} Six Millions of dollars .are in
j. vested in the manufacture .ni
dynamite in the United States.
: Envelopes were first used in
1 Prance in the time of Louis XIV.
A busy doo tor gives .away at
least a quarter of his services.
B The number of dwelling in the
United States in 1891 was 8,955,
s The average daily, amount-.ol
" sunshine is little more than three
One man out of every twenty
8 five occupies his own house in
j Mr. Astor's income equals a
Q regular flow of $7.28 a minute.
i In the ?nited States there are
f about sixteen mitlion cows-one
a for every four persons.
t Eighty millions of dollars is the
* annual amonnt paid to school
1 teachers in the United States,
_ Many coffee planters ia Mexico
r make a profit of 250 pet cent on
I the amount of money invested.
t Tourist-" My little man, can
s you tell what o'clock it is?" Little
a Rustic-"Twelve o'clock. "Tourist
e -? Not later than that?" Little
Rustic-" It never gets any later
s than twelve in this little one hoss
r town. Ai soon as it is twelve it
d goes ngbt back to one again,"
THE PRIMARY DOES NOT
AFFAIRS. BUT SEEMS TO BE A SIG
NAL FOR GREATER IRRITATION. -
THE THIRD PA RT Y LAUNCHED.
Republican . In depende nt ls ni
Danger All Bound.
Pass into South Carolina and
talk and youjgill B^on get a good
understanding of thepolitical
situa-tion there. .Everybody talks
politics in the State and you will
therefore have. , little trouble as
you proceed . in studying the
situation. As you go you will
mee t men of as many varied views
and, interesting to know, varied
political tendencies-that is to
wards varied parties-almost as
Joseph' Bcoat had many colors. Five
years ago this was not the case.
The Democratic party was as
strong-footed then in South Caro,
lina as the Blue Ridge that, over
looked the State. To-day thousands
of white Sou tn Carolians are ready
for aay party.
Now, lef it be stated that a
Third Party electoral ticket will
be put in the field in South Caro
lina as soon as possible-within
two weeks. This is nens. I found
this out yesterday in Columbia.
ThiB action is decided upon. The
Republicans, chances are nine to
one, will put out.' a State and
electoral ticket before November
indeed it is almost certain that
they will do this. There is a large
independent feeling and sentiment
in the Sta*e also, in addition to
the above tickets. This comes
from the Tillman opposition, out
of which grew, an independent
movement and candidate for
Governor in 1890.
This movement, is by no means
dead. And then the people lu
learned so much, of their woes ;
within the las tty? or. three yes rs. j
and are in such-an unsettled state j
of mind that ,they are ready r i
as many more parties as they ha ve ?
at present. A campaign of edu .
tion is a good thing, but at 1:
same time it is the truth that "a
little learning is a dangerous
Governor Tillman has won his
fight. He is the Democratic
nominee for next governor by a
large majority. . He stood upon
the Ocala Alliance platform which
was adopted in the Ma}' conven
tion in Columbia as the platform
of the Democrats. He said to me
yesterday, "say for me that if this
^hird party movement starts in
this State I shall fight it to the
death." Senator Irby said the
same thing. They were sitting on
the veranda of the govornor's
I went down to the office of Mr
J. W. Bowden, the managing
editor of The Cotton Plant, the
Alliance organ of the State, edited
by Dr. Stokes, uutil recently the
president of the State Alliance
and a candidate for congress in
the elections just concluded. Mr.
Bowden is a very agreeable and
intelligent gentleman. He it was
who wrote the famous Third
Party editorial in The Cotton
Plant during the late Chicago
convention, declaring that South,
Carolina would-not support ..Cleve
I catechised Mr. Bowden and
he submitted pleasantly.,
"Mr. Bowden will the Third
Party do anything in South Caro
lina this year?"
Mr. Bowden. "We will put an
electoral ticket in the field now.
within two weeks, that is by the
15th of September I suppose. We
may wait until after the Demo
cratic State Convention."
(This convention occurs on
'I suppose, this is an above
board business Mr. Bowden. You
will tell me then if you are a
Third Party advocate."
Mr. Bowden. "Yes I am a Third
Party or People's Party man."
"Will.you have a convention?"
Mr- Bowden. "I think not.
Conventions are- too expensive.
Wo wil1 name-an electoral ticket by |
a committee most probably.'"
Certain to be doutt?
AbBolutety certain. We will
oppose Cleveland. We shall run
a Weaver electoral ticket.
"Will yon put out a state ticket
in opposition to Governor Tillman
and his ticket?"
"No; the peoples' party people'
are satisfied with the State govern,
ment. I am as strong a Ben Till
man man as there ie in the State. I
am a Democrat, andso are all our
people when it comes to State
politics. And that is the way I
want our party to stay. But in
regard to national affairs we .must
divide. There are thousands of
our white people in South Carolina
who will not support Cleveland,
They are determined to support
Weaver. Therefore we are obliged
to start the party , and put jrota
ticket. We do this to keep these
people from breaking: away irom
the Democratic party, altogether.,
We will contrive to support
Governor Tillman.." .
'..Will not the Governor oppose
the Therd Party?"
"Oh, I suppose so.
"You will get your Third Party
support for the electoral ticket
largely from the Tillman sup
"Yes, but they will come from
"Will you put out Congressmen?"
Mr. Bowden was not very firm
in this declaration. He continued
to talk about the feeling the third
Party had and would exert toward
national affairs. I reminded
him that the office of Congressman
was a national office, but he did
not answer further in regard to
running Congressmen but said the
People's Party in South Carolina
would for the present intereat
itself only in national affairs. So
I am in doubt as to what Mr.
Bownen thinks positively in regard
"How many Third Party men
have you in the State?"
"I believe about 30,000,',
"Who will be the leaders of the
party over here?"
"I cannot say yet. Indeed we
have'n t any leader yet, as we are
not yet organized, but will be
within a few weeks." -
"Wh . . 'Mon do von h-.?id
with rh ,
None, i suppose my
Coliimb?fk gi vos aa''*'-'*
P coin inenc?j. ?ii u letters
tb m. lavery u^; lrum
. ? from ?hird Party people,
Mus explains my position.
You are a South Carolina, Mr.
Yes, raised in Anderson county.
Mr. Bowden said that Talbert
was the choice or preference "of
the Third Party people in the
Hecond district for Congress.
_"Well, Mr. Bowden." I asked,
"if you are Third Party and sup
port Talbert, how about his being
k ,-*WelU;. to be perfectly frank
with you."Mr.? Bowden said.
"Talbertin his principles is with
us, he stands with us on the?maha
Mr. Bowden is a handsome
gentleman with a strong honest
face. He was reading a Century
Magazine when I found him and
I left him to it to catch the train.
"How are you all on Tom
Watson?" I asked...
Oh, we are all Tom Watson men."
The leading, men in Columbia
of both factioas of the Democratic
Party told me that Bowden was
the chief Third Party man in the
* * * * .
Judge Melton is reported to
have said.within the last few days
that he would be the next Gov
ernor of South Carolina. Judge
Melton is the biggest Republican
in South Carolina.
Will the Republicans put out a
State ticket then?
In answer to this it may be said
that it has come pretty straight
from a number of Republican
sources that they will, and that
leading Democrats are appre?
hensive about the matter.
Judge A. C. Haskell said to me
while the election returns wer?
coming in, but,before a re sue it was
indicated, "if Tillman is nomina
ted the Republicans will put out
a State ticket, but if Sheppard is
nominated they will not."
"There is a serious trouble in
the ?amp. If a republican State
ticket is put out (and there is but
little doubt that one will be)
there is too good an opportunity
for one to be discarded. I say
npon my own authority, upon
good information, that it will be
the most respectable Republican
party ever held in South Carolina,
for hundreds-if not several thous
and-white man of the best
families of the State will go to
the Republican party. This is not
to say the leaders of the Conserva
tive or anti-Tillman element
irr? . -p.}.
:;ould gp with this party, but the
foposition to Gov. Tillman is very
tatter, and many conservative or
tnti-Tillman people in the State
go into the Republican party
it is started this year in South
?rolina on a respectable plane
ame anti-Tillman people will
?in the Third Party. I heard a
imber of Conservatives declare
the streets of Columbia that
sy would not vote for Governor
Iman. In addition to the
j?rd Party and the Republican
arty which will soon shake them
?ves atld their shaggy manes on
fcnoble soil of ?South Carolina,
fee is a very large element of
th? Conservative faction who are
in favor of running an independent
ticket, as was done two years ago
One of the leading and wisest
and best Conservatives in the
Staj? gave me an earnest talk. He
saidt;there weie men all over South
Carolina who loved and honored
Judge Haskell who ran as in
dependent two years ago, and they
considered him as sound a Demo
crats there was anywhere. They
believed in Democracy from
principle-that is they believe in
irinciples of Democracy. They
jderedthat the party which
lied the Democratic party
in South Carolina was not Demo
ij| that the principles of Demo
were discarded from it.
^Conservatives were in favor
feting a new party in South
ba-any kind of a party} as
far a?name was concerned, which
couldfeoppose Gouernor Tillman
and tlfe present nominally Demo
cratic^ party. These gentlemen
want fo hold the Democratic ban
ner &t they see it stainless, and
claim, ?at it needs raising now.
"One i |my nearst relatives." said
my ii formant intertains these
iews hough I oppose them."
Fwiiithis material may be
derive'! .J: interesting speculation.
May not the Republicans come in
and cuy-:the State for Harrison
I IIT??W ^rV-^hoae conditions with
lithe- P?lr") ii~ tito field agaic rt \
iCJ^r?lv....i'' fur. ibo Stat* govern- j
h?* to '.. . ' " \ bo adheres .
/At a f?tr . ftttd fV- '
I dnreconeiied opposition
; Thfc . a mon-h.
iorui iuterest.ag. development;?, j
JttUGH C. MIDDLETON.
in Augusta Chronicle.
Perilous Kiding on the Iron Horse.
"Did you ever ride on a locomotive?"
asked 0. G. Haskins. "I tried it once
and haye no desire to repeat the experi
ment It was out in Colorado, where
yon sometimes run so close to bottom
less chasms that you could drop your
hat into them, and make turns so short
and sudden that it nearly disjoints your
spinal vertebrae. The master mechanic
was an old friend of mine and gave me
permission to ride over the road on the
engine o' the lightning express. The
engineer did not appear to fancy my
presenoe much, bot treated mo civilly?
We w?r? J?liind time, the night was j
black as l^ebus, and a terrific thunder
storm was' raging. The engineer was
determined to go in on time, and the
way hq rushed around those c orv es and
across canyons was enough to make a
man's hair turn gray.
"The peculiar thing about these moun
tain engines is that they do not take a
curve like any other vehicle. They go
plunging straight ahead until you feel
. sure that they are clear of the track and
suspended in midair, and then shoot
around and leave you to wonder by what
miracle you have been .saved. The
trucks take the curve in the orthodox
manner, but the superstructure is so ar
ranged that it consumes more time in
making the turn. With the lightning
playing about the mountain peaks and
half disclosing th? frightful gorges and
swollen torrents, the great iron leviathan
swaying and plunging along that slip
pery, serpentine track, I first realized
the perils of railway travel and the re
sponsibility of the sullen man who kept
his hand on the throttle and his eye on
the track. I stood with my heart in my
throat, admiring his nerve, but not envy
ing him his job. At the first stop "
clambered back into the coach and staid
there,"-St Louis Globe-Democrat
I Bright Old Men in Essex County.
Essex, county, Mass., has been noted
not only for its legal lights like Rufus
Choate, Caleb dishing, Judge Story
arid others.. but also for its deputy
sheriffs, some of whom have served
Of one of these men, Daniel Potter,
many amusing stories have been told.
At one time he entered a newspaper
office iri Salem, and addressing the only
scribe who was in sight said:
"I thought I would tell you that to
morrow I shall go where I never went
before and can never go again." '
The scribe, knowing his caller,
promptly "gave it np," and then Mr.
"It is into my eightieth yearr
Some years ago these old deputies had
a gathering- at the home of a certain one
of their number in Gloucester. While
they were roaming about the house the
host called the attention of his guests to
an old clock, a great favorite of his.
He told his friends of his great attach
ment to this ancient timepiece and grev
quite pathetic at certain points in his
remarks, which he brought to a close
by saying in a voice full of emotion:
"Gentlemen, I have wound up that
clock every night for more than forty
He had evidently made an impression
on his visitors, when one old deputy,
who had been carefully examining the
clock, turned the tide of feeling evoked
by the story by saying dryly:
"Well, I always did think you were
something of an idiot! That's an eight
day clock!"-Xontb'r Companion.
BT E. B.
About the weather
For easier 'tis you'll find,
To make your mind to weather
Than weather to your mind,
About "the sermon,"
And show your lack of wit,
For, like a boot, a sermon hurts
The closer it doth flt.
About your neighbor
For in your neighbor's view,
His neighbor is not faultless.
That neighbor being you.
JOE AND THE BULL.
BY WILL. T. HALE.
Born and reared on a farm,
naturally some of the sweetest
hours I recall were past there.
The pure, peaceful life with the
negro lads and neighbor boys
prosy as it may appear to some
was not without its little incidents
of pleasure or sorrow.
Among the pleasing incidents
which come before my mind's eye,
is one which occurred about the
beginning of the Civil war; and
even now I find myself laughing
over the episode in which old Joe
-black, contrary, but kind-hearted
Joe-figured as the hero.
One morning in August, Joe,
his three boys, Kitt, Bill and Cass,
and I, were out at the barn where
Joe was feeding the horses. He
had just finished, and was standing
by the door slowly grinding into
powder the tobacco leaves in his
left palm with the fingers of his
right, preparatory to taking a
"Joe," said my father, coming
out of the house, "If you and the
other boys will lay by that piece
of late roasting ears by noon, you
can have the afternoon iu which
to fish. This is Saturday, you
This served as a stimulus, of
course, and the proposition was
readily accepted by the hands:
. r than usual, ii* Siyep
grown slaves belonging to us werf j t
a&en malcing ?iejkw^tp rio patch . '
-' .....? ..xv fr.i: sr~ ? '< f
vuud rv- or-:-.- the old slaves^
- on ld be, i '
the field, "ef you an' my tads will
put de feed in de stables by de
time we gits de co'n laid by, it'll
gim me mo' time fer ter stir, roun'
atter dinner an' git up de poles an'
lines, so's we kin git a early | J
stan ter de crick. Me an' you, wid
Kit an' Bill an' Cass, will go to-11
gether, an' let de other bucks go
by 'emse'fs somewhar's else. I
knows whar dey is a fine place,
wid de trouts dess a honin' ter be
drug out'n de holes !"
It is hardly necessary to state
that we had the corn and hay
in the stalls long before noon.
After thia was done, we took our
seats under a large beech growing
by the fence enclosing the corn
field where we could watch the
laborers at their work, and anxi
ously count the rows which must
be plowed before the evening's
pleasure waa earned.
The sun waa shining hotly
down, but a generous breeze was
stirring the green blades of the
Aunt Violet, Joe's wife, her
glistening face surmounted by a
red handerchief tied so as to
resemble a turban, was on the
hill opposite our residence gather
ing berries for a pie-for the
blackberries were not yet all gone
-stopping occasionally to twit
the plowmen as they followed their
plows through the seemingly end
less rows of corn.
Bolow the meadow two Or three
crows, with noisy clangor, were
making war on a gaunt hawk which
had ventured about their haunts,
and, far above, a vulturo sailed,
"stately and still like a ship
at sea." After awhile the great
dinner horn sounded-sounded as
the negroes were finishing their
alloted tasks. Hardly taking time
to partake of the splendid dinner
of beans, pease, beets, onions,
cucumbers, eggs, fried chicken,
butter and Aunt Violet's black
berry pie, we made our way to the
place where Joe declared the trouts
to be "dos a-honiu' ter be drug
out'n de holes."
Our success was better than
the most sanguine had hoped for.
We remained on the banks of the
stream until three o'clock, having
by that time a nice string of trout,
when Joe discovered a black loud
in the West which he said por
tended a heavy shower.
We gathered up our tackle and
fish and started to return.
"Let's cut across dis paatur',"
luggetted Joe, "fer it's heap
?eares.' I tell you we ain't
mich time ter waste, fer de
s gwine ter be right on us d'recl
We did as he suggested. Y
re had passed over about hal
he path running through
mature, the negro lads who
.un ahead came rushing back,
ore reaching us they turned, d
jed the fish and scaled the fenc
"What's de matter wid you?" c
mded Joe, pausing.
"De bull is after us ! Deas a
ieee us he starts," explained C
'He's a muley, but he looks dei
"You a set ob cowards;"
Toe, angrily, while I, ignoi
ously, sought the fence also.
"Cowards, all ob you ;" contir
Toe. He ain't nothin' but a li
)le yearlin.' Des wait an'
mow you what grit is. He s
;wine ter' tack me.-dat he ai
Let me git dis stick. You li
?hilluns what is afeard ob cal
less go on to de big house an'
le ole folks dat you is gwine
nake mighty fine sogcrs,
lothin' es big as a muley caff ?
By this time the bull had cc
veli in sight, and, seeing ?
lirectedhis attention to that chi
rion. Joe saw that the animal i
t three-years-old; but having
rood stout club and not daring
.etreat after so much brag s
bluster, he concluded to stand
'bout" with the brute.
"Run, Joe!" I called; 1
Toe was not now in an attitude
.etreat, the battle was on.
cept his eyes on those of his snc
ng antagonist and prepared to j
n every blow to advantage. It v
aughable to note the old negi
ittempts at agility as he dodf
vhen the bull would make
Presently Joe's face began
'row ashen, and his eyes had
vild and desneratAaior0 ir the;
\? ibo brute gathered himself ;
i more determined pluc,-. '
ietiip? \v on>\ h: &2t?&
? - - .t - ~ " ? . ?
I', i'v ??in'g pornap; i??i
"'?ri ?W?iV, L/Cy?UiVIjg '-iii.t> UJC'-'I
.ion ','"?9 indeed the better nari
ir*lor, ?ie ^viiodjind _f!ed ? !
iirection of the sapling.
?Appearing conscious that h
victim was about to elude him, tl
bull redoubled his energies in t]
3ndeavor to overtake the negi
ind he succeeded !
"Huyee I" exclaimed Joe, as 1
jot within ten feet of the tree, n
iaringto look back for fear <
"Huyee I" he whooped, again, bi
aad hardly uttered .the; word b
fore the hornless front of tl
in im al struck him about the mi
ile of the back, and threw him
little upwarel and "a. right, ama:
for'ard/' . as he afterward
axpressed it. ?>
The bull could not cheek hin
self for some time, he had mad
auch a terrible plunge ; , and whil
tie was turning from; ano the
attack Joe succeeded iu getting on
af reach among the branches c
the tree. When out of danger h
glared savagely at his bovine fo(
and hissed through his clenche?
You infernal critter; though
you had me did you? But Is
dess a little too sharp fer you.
never had a half a showin' wi?
you, but ef I had, you would'n
be dar now a wallin' ob yer eye
at me. Huyee, dari"
For a few minutes the bull seeme<
to be waiting for Joe to conn
down from his perch, and directly
turned off and went to grazing
Taking advantage of the armistice
the negro cautionsly descended
but was again obliged to seek
"B-o-ys-1" called he at last ina
loud, slow tone. "You better go
home atter help, I guess. Bring
ole Nero here an, I'll make him
nail de animal. An' if you see a
cannin a layin' 'roun' anywhere
bring it wid you, fer I'd ruthei
blow dat insects head off dan ter
eat old, Mistesses' pouii' cake."
Ere we could bring yelping
Nero back to the rescue, a deluging
rain had put Joe in a worse humor
than ever. However, we succeeded
in getting him safely out of the
pasture after a severe combat be
tween bull and dog, in which the
dog was victorious.
Joe told his boys that if they
ever told of his fight with the
bull, he would down them, while
he bought my silence with the
finest melon he had in his patch.
But the story leaked out at last
somehow, and it was many months
before Joe head the last pf it.
A H?HT WITH CACTUS
A RISKY STORY OF A WESTERN MIS
ADVENTURE AT NIGHT.
A Ludicrous Adventure of a Party Hunt
ing Indians In Southwestern Mexico.
The Bravery of a Leader Bro acht Rid
iculo Upon Himself.
"Halt! What's thati" said our leader
in a sharp whisper.
It was a clear moonlight night in the
extreme southwest of Mexico.
I was visiting a friend who conducted
a large ranch and hacienda there.
A local revolt had just been quelled in
the neighborhood and a spirit of lawless
ness still pervaded the atmosphere. Only
the night before my friend had been
fired apon and one of his storehouses
robbed by a band of Indians some fifteen
or twenty strong. Early in the morning
four of os, under the leadership, of our
host, had set out upon the track of the
We were well mohhted,*and resting
only a few hours'at roon had 'followed
hard after them till nearly midnight If
we met them in a fair field we could
drive them into quarters like cows to a
pen, bat we had no mind to run into a
trap in the dark with five against fif
teen; hence caution.
"Halt! What's that?" our leader had
whispered. We had come to the edge
of a dense woods, and across an open
space, upon the brow of a low sand hill,
clearly outlined in the moonlight against
the sky, we had discovered a dozen or
more half naked fellows, with their
arms extended in every direction, en
gaged in some sort of a weird, fantastic
We could not see their legs, for the
tops of the trees beyond the hill rose
waist high, making a black background,
but their arms moved slowly to and fro
and we could easily imagine their legs
"Those are the thieves!" our host mut
tered. *"I know them, even at night.
You fellows just como to the edge of tho
wood, where they can see you without
knowing how many there are of yon,
and 111 have them down here in no
He rode out alone to the foot of the
It required no little courage, and we
watched him with proportionate admira
The figures did not cease their dance
or notice him. Suddenly, with his rifle
at his shoulder, be called to them: "I
have you there! If one of you moves
HI shoot him dead!"
The wind had been blowing through
the trees, so that we could not have
heard their response, but fortunately,at
ejklence wbfeh set?ted down upon toe
forest ic euch ? niMnontArr .ul'- ive
-litci for tho .. -
.Ai: 'iiuj Bifid ?! l.-.awc:
.*??ou?e wwu iicie uow,'-'shont ' ?ur
best. "Cone .joietiv, too, fe: :?. iirst
iaaft%bosutkes soy troubled. ..-dt-d."
Wecuoid near a sound, as of a hurried
consultation of some sort, going on upon
the bill for a moment, but the wind
sprung up again before we could dis
tinguish a single voice, and to our utter
astonishment the fellows actually began
their solemn dance again.
"Come down or Til shoot!" roared our
host, but they kept on dancing and ho
Then there was commotion enough.
A W?d cry. followed by a cloud of dust,
rose from the brow of the hill.
"Fire!" yelled our host, /and we re
sponded with a well aimed volley, while
he whipped out his heavy revolver and
gave them another peppering.
There was a^e rf oe t bedlam of screams
from the hill, and the dust hid every
thing from view. They were either com
ing down upon us in an unexpected
horde or running for their lives.
For us it wae either fly or follow. We
waited irresolutely for the word of our
leader, when the dust settled and there
stood the Indians, silently going on with
their fantastic dance as though we were
a hundred miles away.
With a fierce ejaculation our host put
spurs to his horse and dashed up the
hill. We followed, without command,
to find him upon the summit, sitting on
the ground beneath a line of gaunt and
ghostlike prickly pears-the ungainly
cactus of Mexico.
They extended along tho brow of tho
hill, their naked, skeleton branches
spreading out in every unaccountable
way and swaying solemnly in the breeze.
Among the roots a multitude of bur
rows in the dry dust showed where tho
sandbirds had been lying, half buried,
and quietly sleeping; and it was their
noisy yelp we heard when they wero
frightened away by our host's duel with
the cactus.-Louisville Courier-Journal.
During the review of the army recruits
in Vilna the general in command, turn
ing to one of the new soldiers, asked
him, "What is military discipline?"
"It is that a soldier has got to do just
what he's told by his superior officer,
only nothing against tke czar," was tho
"All right, then; you take your cap,
old your comrades good by and go and
drown yourself in that lake there. Look
Tears glistened in the soldier's eyes;
he gazed earnestly and prayerfully at his
commander, turned suddenly about and
rushed off to the lake. He was on the
very brink before he was overtaken and
stopped by the sergeant sent to prevent
the involuntary suicide.-Exchange.
When Death Is Welcome.
"There was great pathos," says i mis
sionary in Honolulu, "in a story I heard
from a friend who had just returned
from a visit to Molokai. He suddenly
heard the joyous strains of a band strike
up in the leper settlement 'What is it
fort" he asked. The answer was,'Two
lepers have just died in the hospital.' "
New York Tribune,
Take a wife's first advice, but
not her second thought.
The newest style for tinnming
hats is to roll ribbon or velvet
twice round the crown and finish
with a large bow at one side. Often
two colors are used.
Mustard plasters made with the
white of an egg will not blister.
The kind of salvation that tells
is the kind that can be seen in us.