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BY JAMES A. IIOYT.
ANDERSON COURT HOUSE, S. C, THURSDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 6, 1860.
VOLUME 1.?NUMBER 17.
i.
At twenty I was considered rather a
handsome man than otherwise; in fact,
whatever may have been the opinion of
certain of the envious and malignant, I
had myself no doubt whatever on the
subject. I was not rich, it is true, but my
family was as old as the conquest, my
father a baronet, and myself a cornet of
dragoons.
I have no doubt that the generality of
people would consider my position?ex?
cepting the fact or" possessing au elder
brother?an exceedingly enviable one.
They arc mistaken. A younger son. with
an estate strictly entailed is no such en-j
viable personage after all, as he himself
soon discovers.
Still I was happy. It was Christmas
time, and Lady Maria Temploton was on
a visit to my mothers and sisters.
I never did and I never shall again see
such beauty as hers.. It shed light as she
walked. She wa* dazzlingly fair in skin,
and yet her ha., was black. She was
tall, light and sylph-like ! and yet no man
could venture to call her any other than
n haughty beauty. But her eyes, talk of
eyes of most unholy blue, of sapphires
beaming with gem-like sparkles. I know
not what to compare hers to.
There was my brother Tom, the heir to
the baronetcy, Fanny and Mary, Lady
Maria and myself. She was our cousin
and an heiress.
She has five thousand a year. This I
did not know at the time, or possibly
much that followed might not have oc?
curred. I was not old enough to be a
fortune hunter, while my pride -would
have prevented the clianco of 1113- falling
in love under circumstances which might
have made me suspected. But I did
though, and up to m}' very ears.
Tom was a hearty fellow, fond of Iiis j
gun and his dogs, his horses and hounds,
and not averse to indulgence in those
Bacchic revels which, even to this day,
are not unpatronized by some, of the gen?
tlemen of England. He was, I have
heard also, the terror of rural swains and
the admired of every lady within ten
miles of Courtney Chase. But even he
was struck by Lady Maria.
I met her at eventide. We had met
before, often, hut as mere children, when I
we had quarrelled and made it up, aud
been fast friends and bitter enemies with?
in an hour. But now she was a lovely
woman, and I a cornet of dragoons.
I never was so taken aback in my life.
Young as I was, I had put down the im?
pertinence of one or two older men, who
thought they had caught a green hand.
I had made a decent figure at mess, and
club, and Altuaek's, and generally, in fact,
was supposed to know a thing or two.
I had stared a lady once out of counte?
nance at the opera, but when I stepped
up to Maria to compliment her, as every?
body else was doing, I blushed, stammer?
ed, aud finally it ended in my muttering
something about " happy?next dance!"
"Certainly," said Lady Maria, in the
most unaffected manner in the world,
taking my arm as she spoke. " Now,
don't look so wo-hegono, Mr. Thomas, or
I shall laugh. So Harry you arc in the
army. Why don't 3-011 come down in
uniform, spurs aud all ?"
There was something s.o easy, so whim?
sical, so bantering in her tone, that I
could not help blushing up to the eyes.
Was that merry, delightful laugh with
me or at ? For the Jife of ine I could not
tell.
"You are aware, Lady Maria," I began
in a somewhat stately tone, "that, unless
upon State occasions, wo dispense with
Our uniform as much as possible."
"Oh, yes, Mr. Cornet Harcourt." she
replied, "I am fully aware of the etiquette
of the thing ; but then I thought?you
were so new to it?that you might like to
make a sensation for once."
For once ! I, the handsome man in
? "ours/' to be talked to in this way, and
by a little girl who a year ago had been
in pinafores ! I could not repty on the
instant, and so pretended to pull my
gloves on.
Wo danced. As we moved to the soft
cadence of the music, my heart bogan to
beat with unusual rapidity. In the dawn
of manhood, while the feelings are fresh
and virgin, when every thing on earth ap?
peal's bright and lovely, to find one's self
supporting a beautiful woman in one's
arms, the air balmy with fragrant odors,
lights dazzling and music intoxicating
with its effeminate sounds is to dwell
awhile in paradise of which ive never,
perhaps, again obtain so perfect a vision.
And then to talk with her afterward!
She was so full of animation and lite, so
really kind with all her playful sarcasm,
that I soon found myself at my ease,
even answering some of her bantering re?
marks.
I was no mere carpet soldier. T longed
for some field on which to distinguish my?
self. I burned for fame, for world wide
renown. Lady Maria soon found this
out. and then her bantering ceased ulto
gether ; her voice sank lower, her eves
sparkled, her bosom heaved, as in whim?
pered accents she wished me successful
fortune.
"You are the favored of the earth. Hen?
ry," she said, drawing me on one side to?
ward the conservatory ; "poor us can do
nothing, but wish yon men, good speed.
Oh, how I sometimes long to be a man.
that I, too, might be a soldier, a sailor, an
orator, or a statesman. It seems to mo
so sad a life to be born in a station where
one can be nothing."
"Oh, Maria !" cried I, enthusiastically,
" 'tis far better as it is : If we wish to be
great as soldiers or sailors, or statesman,
why is it ?"
"Tell me," she said, smiling.
"To win the love of such as you. Rely
upon it, that is the prize man covets, ft
is the consciousness that woman will
smile which impels us to great deeds."
'?Harry, Harry." she said with some?
thing of a sigh, '-at your age I believe
so much feeling docs exist, but it soon
fades away, and man covets success for
his own sake."
"Some few." I began.
?? Most men?there are those choice
spirils who do great deeds from a sense of
duty, but with most men ambition is the
sole guiding impulse."
I looked.at her with surprise. She
spoke warmly, and yet with secret bitter?
ness.
"A philosopher in petticoats I" I said in
a laughing tone.
?1 have live.1 more in the world than
you have. Ilariy," continued Maria,
smiling ; "but hero comes your brother
Tom to claim Ids turn. We will continue
our conversation hy-and-ly."
It was my brother Tom, ami looking
rather surly, too. at our long trtc-a-iete.
A somewhat vicious glance, which he cast
at me. convinced me that lie was deeply
interested in my beautiful companion.
As I resigned her arm, a feeling of de?
spair came over me. I knew 1 was in
love.
I retired behind some fragrant bushes
and reflected an instant. It was quite
clear to me that Lady Maria was inten?
ded for the heir of tLe baronetcy. He
had. at all events, made the selection, and
what hope was there for me? He had
title, position, a home and a goodly in?
come on his side, while I.was a mere ad?
venturer, a younger son. an incumber
ance on the estate.
And with t'.ie law of j rimogeniture, and
the example it sets, people are found to
wonder at the death of early marriages,
and at the fact that so many never marry
at all.
It is not that the}- cannot afford to
marry, but they cannot keep up the style
they have been accustomed to at home.
A wealthy nobleman's second son. while
at homo enjoys as many luxuries as the
heir. It is hard, then, in his eyes, to de?
scend to the plobian villa and no carriage,
even though happiness be the result.
The evil law often, and the agglomera?
tion of wealth in the hands of the few, is
the great cause of modern indifference to
marriage. The middle classes, unfortu
nately, are too fond of aping their betters.
But why moralize when I have so much
to tell ? I watched them narrowly. Tom
was grave, even sulky, while Lady Maria
was more than ordinarily gay. She fair?
ly laughed at him, and presently the
crravc eldest son of the house condescen
ded to smile, and as Tom was naturally
in request, I again joined her.
-What made my brother so grave?" I
asked.
"Poor fellow !" she said with a burst of
merriment, 'die was lamenting the hard?
ships to which eldest sons arc subject."
"What!" I cried.
"Yes, he really did, poor fellow 1 He is
obliged to dance with everybody, and
therefore cannot show me the exclusive
attention which; he was pleased to say.
my beauty, accomplishments, and so forth,
deserved."
"lie was quite right," said I, dryly.
"How so ?"
"Who can- see any one in the room
while you are present ?"
" J2t tu Brute T cried Lady Maria,
laughing : "don't he ridiculous. Because
we are old friends, and like to talk of old
times, don't try to flatter me. When is
to be our first campaign ?"
"There is talk of India," I said, "but
nothing is decided."
"India!" she cried, with something of
a start and a blush ; -indeed !"
"I have heard it is said, but scarcely
wish it so much as I did."
"Why ?"
"I have mot you."
"Now, do not look so sentimental, and
make such tender speeches, or I shall
laugh. I suppose }'ou mean to dance, so
vou had better ask me, as here comes
John Powers bent upon the same intent."
I eagerly led her to her place, to the
great dissatisfaction of the Irish captain,
who did know of her fortune.
I never shall forget that evening. 1
had come down to Courtney Chase a
young and happy subaltern in her majes?
ty's service?light-hearted, merry, full of
fun and frolic, without a care or thought
of the morrow. I gradually found my?
self becoming anxious, thoughtful?ret?
hrow was obscured by care; my heart
beat with painful rapidity. I -was in love.
The hoy had become a man in one even?
ing. And yet I was happy. There was
a delicious intoxication in the sound of
her voice, in her soft, white hand as it lay
in mine. There was rapture in the waltz
when her beaming eyes met mine, and
our very hearts seemed to beat in unison.
It is an hour of bliss, when the senses
arc steeped in voluptuous languor; when
nature seems decked in wondrous loveli?
ness; whon ail that is in the world smiles
upon us; when the emotions new and de?
licious come gashing to our hearts, we
cannot find words to describe. It is the
opening of theportals of a new existence;
it is love's young dream.
I handed her down to supper amid the
groans of one or two of the men. and not
without some spiteful looks from the dear
young creatures 1 had totally neglected.
But what cared I ?
(CONCLUDED IX OUR XKXT.)
Thoughts.
One man marries a woman because she
looks well when she dances?she never
dances afterwards. Another man mar?
ries because the lady lias a handsome foot
and ankle, which, after marriage, he nev?
er takes the trouble to admire. A third
marries for love, which wanes with the
hon ev-moou. -V fourth marries for money!
and finds that his wife does not choose to
die, to complete his satisfaction. A fifth,
being old in wisdom, as in years, marines
a young woman who soon becomes a suit?
able match for him. by growing old with
grief Thousands do wrong because oth?
ers have done wrong before them, upon
the grand principles that ?? many blacks
make a white." Many embrace a princi?
ple different from those commonly receiv?
ed, in order to show that they have a
mind able to think for itself, and superior
to what they call ??vulgar prejudices.'*
Without considering whether erroneous
prejudices are bette?- than those they have
abandoned^ All grumble at the unsub?
stantial nature of worldly enjoyments,
and yet many purchase them at the ex?
pense of their souls. Hypocrites have a
strange taste, neither to enjoy this life
nor the next. Many write for religion,
speak for it. quarrrel for it. but few live
for it. It is not uncommonly remarked
that such a one is religious by waj' of re?
proach, and that too by a Christian, at a
lea party of Christians. Millions of people
are most anxious about what they least
require, and after testing themselves and
others for many a weary day they die?
leave their cash to those who have no
need of it. and are, for the first time, eu?
logized, when the praise of men can avail
them nothing.
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#3""" Ain't it curious. 'Squire, weddin'
never is out of women's heads. They
never think of nothing else. A young
gal is always thinkin' of her own. As
soon as she is married she is match-makin'
for her companions; and whon she is a
grain older, her daughter's weddin' is up?
permost agin. Oh. it takes a great study
to know a woman. How cunniu' they
are! Ask a young gal the news, she'll
tell you all the deaths in the place to
make yon think she don't trouble herself
about marriage. Ask an old woman,
she'll tell you of all the marriages, to
make you think she's takin' an interest
in the world that ain't. They certainly
do beat all, do women.
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j?^ir " I want something for a bron crit?
ical affliction," said Mrs. Tnrtmgton to
Dr. Restieaux. The doctor, with that
smiling urbanity which has become a fea?
ture at the north end, told her that he
could prepare something that he thought
would help her. Filling a small bottle,
ho handed it to her. " This isn't the Pic?
torial Syrup, is it V she inquired. <: Be?
cause," continued she., "that creates a
tiashua, and raises my expectations. I
only want a simple lucrubration for the
throat." Ho assured her it was . just
what she wanted. She thanked him. and
departed.
flfgy There is something inexpressibly
sweet about little glvfa-^ExcJiange.
And it grows on 'cm as they get bigger.
How Sal Disgraced the Family.
a western sketch.
A traveler in the State of Illinois, some
years ago, came to a long log hut on the
prairies, near Cairo, and there halted. He
went into the house of logs. It was a
wretched affair, Avith an empty packing
box for a table, while two or three odd
chairs and disabled stools graced the ro
ception- room; the dark walls of which
wero further ornamented by a display of
dirty tin-ware and a broken delf article
or two.
Tho woman was crying in one corner,
and the man, with tears in his eyes and a
pipe in his mouth, sat on a stool, with his
dirty arms resting on his knees, and his
sorrowful-looking head supported hy the
palms of his hands. Not a word greeted
the interloper.
"Well," he said, "you seem to be in aw?
ful trouble here; what's up?"
"Oh, we are most crazed, neighbor.''
said the woman, "and we ain't got no pa?
tience 1:0 see folks now."
"That is all right," said the visitor, not
much taken back by this polite rebuff";
"but can I bo of any service to you in all
this trouble f"
"Wed, we've lost our gal; our Sal's gone
off and left us," said the man in tones of
despair.
" Ah, do you know what induced
her to loave you," remarked the new ar?
rival.
"Well, wo can't say, stranger, as how
she is so far lost as to be induced, but
then sho has gone and disgraced us," re?
marked the afflicted father.
"Yes, neighbor, and not as I should say
it as is her mother, but there warnt a
pootier gal in the West than my Sal; she's
gone and brought ruin on us and on her
own head, now," followed the strickcn?d
mother.
" Who has she gone with ?" asked tho
visitor.
"Well, there's the trouble. The gal
could have done well, and might have
married Martin Kehoc, a capital shomak
er, who, although he's got but one eye,
plays the flute in a lovely manner and
earns a good living. Then look what a
life she has deserted. She was here sur?
rounded by all the luxury in the country,"
said the father.
"Yes, who knows what poor Sal will
have to eat. drink or wear," groaned the
old woman.
"And who is the fellow that has taken
her to lead you into such misery?" quoth
the stranger.
-Why, d?n him,she's gone oft*and got
married to a critter called an editor, as
lives in the village, and the devil only
knows how thoy are to earn a'living!"
-.
Tin; Parson's Reply.?A lady in Ver?
mont writes to a newspaper?ladies are
fond of good things?why don't they send
us more like the following, and better?
"The 1'ost-ottiee in our village was
kept, in the bar-room of the tavern, a
great resort for loungers. An old chap
more remarkable for his coarseness and
infidelity, than for his good manners, was
sitting there one day with a lot of boon
companions, when the Methodist minister,
new comer, entered and asked for his let?
ters.
01.1 Swipes spoke up, bluntly r "Arc
you i:he Methodist parson just come here
to preach ?"
" I am," pleasantly replied the minis
ter.
" Well," said Swipes, " will you tell me
how old the devil is?"
" Keep your own family record, quickly
returned the preacher, and left the house
amid the roars of the company.
-o
fig?" Fanny Fern comes to the conclu?
sion that a woman is better without than
with, male relatives. "If," she says, you
have a husband that won't support you,
your father won't help you because you
are married, and your uncle won't help
you because you've got a father and broth?
ers, and your cousins won't help 3*011 be?
cause 3'ou'vc got plenty of uncles, and no?
body else will help one whom husband,
father, brothers, uncles and cousins sur?
round."
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London and its Growth.?The city of
London, says the Registrar General, now
covers 121 square miles. It is equal to
three Londons of I860. It increases in
population at the rate of one thousand a
week, half by births (their excess over
deaths) and half by immigration (their ex?
cess over emigration.) It is remarkable
that in London one in six of those who
leave the world dies in one of the public
institutions?a workhouse, hospital, asy?
lum or prison. Nearly one in eleven ot
the deaths arc in a Avorkhousc.
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li^, Seventy-two white females were
married to nogroes in the State of Massa?
chusetts, last year,
Signin' Away One's Liberties.
" Will you sigU the total abstinence
"pledge ?"
"No," s?.id old Mose Azant, the most
inverterato toper on th0 hill. "Xo; it
would be signin' away oar liberty. Our
forefathers fout, bled, and died for liberty,
and wc won't sign it away."
"No," says the poor drunkard; "it
would be signing away our liberty!" Our
liberty I And what liberty has the poor,
besotted, forsaken, down-trodden, despi?
cable creature ? Why, he has liberty to
stagger from one side of the road to the
other; he has liberty to fall down and
wallow in the mire like a brute; he has
liberty to array himself in dirty rags, and
to starve his wife and children; ho has
liberty u* get a broken head, a bruised
eye, battered limbs, a bloody face, and a
very bad name; heedless, mad, infatuated,
to land in perdition itself; he has liberty
to be kicked out doors by the man who
sold him the stuff that made him so glori?
ously independent, and pocketed his last
dime for the same. A drunkard have lib?
erty. He wdio is the slave of appetite
have freedom ! Ho who has struggled of?
ten to break the chains of a destructive
habit?who has promised himself, promis?
ed his wife, promised his God, jn-omiscd
his friends that he would never touch an?
other drop, and then rushed with impetu?
osity of relentless?craving into the vor?
tex of drunkenness?such a one enjoy
joy independence I It is worse than lu?
dicrous, it is a folly of the most stupendous
magnitude. Is this the liberty which
your revolutionary fathers fought, bled,
and died to secure ? Heaven deliver us
from the gailing yoke of such freedom !
Give us king, emperor, autocrat, sultan,
pope?anything short of the despotism of
hell itself, rather than the sway of alco?
hol. 0 ye .enslaved minions of whisky,
turn, and te-day assert your noble free?
dom. Declare your independence of that
vile monster who flatters, but to betray
and blast you forever.
You will not sign away your liberty [!
And have you not done it? Have you
not signed away your liberty to rob, steal,
and murder? to commit perjury,and trea?
son, and arson ? Look at the constitution
and the laws! do you not stand pledged
to support them ? Do you not stand pledg?
ed to pay your taxes, and to perform your
military, road, and patrol duties? Did
you never pledge yourself in a bond as
principal or security, in a promisory note
or other civil obligation ? Did you never
pledge yourself at Hymen's altar, or make
a vow, form, in the secret chambers of
your souls, a high and noble resolve to be
just and-good and true to God and man ?
Well, what were all these but signing
away j-our liberty to do evil, and
pledging yourselves to do what is right ?
-.-<*>?I
If?T How it Works.?The proposed
law to compel the free persons of color in
this State to select masters, or to leave
the State in a given time, has had the
effect of inducing two free negroes in _an
adjoining District, to come to our town,
and by a contract, drawn up by a legal
firm in this city, to renounce theirfrccdom
and voluntarily choose a master, to whom
they agree to become slaves, absolutely,
reserving only the privilege of choosing to
which of his heirs they may elect to be?
long at his death.?Columbia Guardian.
Wishes to Exchange.?Major Borstel,
I of Anderson District, advertises that he
will accommodate anybody who wishes
to move from South Carolina before she
withdraws from the Union, by exchang?
ing East Tennessee bottoms for land in
Anderson. We rather think tho Major
will have a hard time in finding the man
that is willing to close with him in such a
bargain.?Charleston Mereury.
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Clinton Ladies.?On the evening of
the day of the public meeting at Clinton,
in Laurens District, there was a veiy gay
ball, at which tho patriotic ladies present
passed unanimously the following.
Resolved, That this is the last ball wo
will attend in those United States.
Hurrah for the ladies of Clinton !
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Garibaldi the Italian libcrator.has a son
in a Protestant seminary near Liverpool,
England. It is reported that when Gari?
baldi took leave of his son he said to him,
"My son, the Bible is the cannon which
will liberate Italy."
_-?-.
Ug?? "Buy a trunk, Pat?" said a deal?
er.
"And what for should I buy a trunk?"
rejoined Pat.
" To put your clothes in," was the re?
ply
"And go naked? The devil a bit of
' it."
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JUST Let the youth who stands at the
i bar .with a glass of liquor in his hand, con?
sider which he had better throw away?
the liquor or himself.
A Voice from New Hampshire.
Our Southern friends have the remedy
in their own hands?the only remedy?
they must make abolitionism costly. "Wo
have done what wc could to arrest it; but
with mortification and shame wc arc ob?
liged to confess trat we can neither rea?
son it down nor vote it down, and we *ell
our Southern friends frankly that they
must hereafter take care of themselves.
They can kill out Abolitionism in a year
if they will; but there is only one way?
they must starve it out.
In this city we have three large manu?
facturing corporations?the Stark, the
Amoskeag and the Manchester. All of
them practically, are Abolition concerns;
yet all of them are growing rich and im?
pudent upon the x>rofits of Southern trade.
It wiis hoped that the murderous invasion
of Virginia by old Brown and his gang of
villains would awaken the people of the
I North to the danger, if not the disgiacc,
of the Abiiition agitation in every form.
But it seems to have fired fanaticism with
fr onzy, and certainly there has been no
time within the last ten years when the
manufacturers here have resorted to such
infamous means to swell the Abolition
vote. The vote in the incorporation
wards, especially in the first, shows with
what alacrity the managers responded to
the appeals of the Republican committee,
by coercing their workmen to vot3 the
John Brown ticket.
Our Southern friends arc generous and
forbearing. "VVo have in this city fifteen
hundred men who want so to vote, that
the South shall understand we do not -
wish to interfere in any way with its con?
stitutional rights. The doctrine has been
openly advocated here by the Abolition
press and Abolition orators, that such
men must be starved out?must not be
employed.; and many aa honest Demo?
crat, gentlemen of the South, who works
upon the goods you buy, has been com?
pelled to vote against your rights and Iiis
own conscience, under the penalty of dis?
missal.
If the South has any respect for itself
or its Northern friends, it must meet this
prescription in a corresponding spirit. If
it will spurn Abolition goods of ever char?
acter, as our fathers did the tea in Boston
harbor, it will bring the Hclpcritcs to
their senses in a single year. "Will it do
it ? or will it continue to buy ? We re?
peat, it can cure our people of Abolition?
ism in a single year, if it will.?Manches?
ter (Ar. H.) Democrat.
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Washington, November 26.?lion.
Roger B. Tancy, Chief Justice of the Su?
preme Court of tho United Stetes, has
tendered his resignation to the President.
It is said, however, that the Administra?
tion does not intend to make the fact pub?
lic until Attorney-General Black has
been nominated and confirmed for tho
scat already vacant on the Supremo
Bench.
lion. Ilowell Cobb, Secretary of tho
Treasury, is packing up his effects in this
city, preparatory to returning to Georgia.
The rumor is again rife that he is about
to resign.
The Kansas raid is said to have been
caused by the^itempt of the Government
authorities to force illegal settlers of? the
Indian Reservations. A collision occur?
red between thc:;e squatters aud the Gov?
ernment troops, and this, according to
official advices received, by the War De?
partment, was the origin of the whole
difficulty. The squatters had been dally?
ing on the Indian Reserves for many
months since they were ordered to re?
move, in the hope of being allowed to re?
main there, under the Lincoln Adminis?
tration. They allege that they were in?
formed by Abolitionists from the East
that this would be the case.
On (lit that a distinguished South Car?
olinian, now in the service of the General
Government, is about to throw up his
commission and return to the Palmetto
S,tatc.
Tom Corwin, of Ohio, is here. He is
trying hard to persuade people that Lin?
coln will bo conservative.
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Tue Free Negro Voters of Ohio.?
We are often asked if it is really true that
15,000 free negroes voted for Lincoln in
Ohio ! Wc have the plainest evidence in
the world that they did. The anti-Re?
publican press of the State boldly charge
that they did, and the Abolition press ad?
mit the charge and boast of the deed.
Has it come to this! Mas it come to
pass in our history that the people of the
South are to be voted down and governed by
a ba nd of free negroes ? Will we submi t to
be thus governed? "Is Sparta dead?"
' It is time that that latent spark of manli?
ness and pride in the Anglo-Saxon blood
of the South should be kindled, so that it
may wrap the Union in ruins.?Ex.
-*-?
?*2r The man who "left his traces in the
sand" sold the balance of the harness.

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