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VOL. XL. NO.090. NEWBERRY, S. C., T1USDAY AU(4VT 30. 1904 TWICE A WEEK, SI .50 A YEAR
THE NEWBERR SF THE
DAYS THAT a+0AST
THE NEWBERRY OF THE
DAYS THAT ARE PAST.
THE SWEET MEMORIES OF
THE LONG AGO.
An Interesting Letter From Former
Newberrian, Now Living in the
Lone Star State.
"Oh. the days gone by! Oh. the days
The apples in the orchard and the
pathway through the rye,
The chirrup of the robin and the
whistle of the quail.
As he piped across the meadows as
sweet as any nightingale:
When the bloom was on the clover
and the blue was in the sky,
And my happy heart brimmed over
in the days gone by.
Oh. the days gone by! Oh, the days
The musing of the laughing lip, the
lustre of the eve:
And the tilting snipe stood fearless
of the truant's wayward cry,
And the splashing of the swimmer
in the days gone by;
When life was like a story, holding
neither sob nor sigh.
In the golden. olden glory of the
days gone by."
To me. turning to Newberry is fac
ing the sunshine.
In my last letter mention was made
of Mrs. Renwick, the daughter of
John Toland. I remember going on
a visit with my father to John To
land's, and that his home was a cool,
pleasant. shady place. He was in
many respects a peculiar man. He
w as a thrifty, upright, intelligent,
prosperous and canny man, with the
characteristics of his Scotch-Irish.
They raised fine sons, fine daughters,
Mrs. Toland, who was a Spence. was
a womian of vigorous common sense
and amiability. Dr. Hugh Toland
I remember well. He set a broken
arm for me. and vaccinated me in
1842. He was a most eminent sur
geon. He moved to Columbia, and
thence to California. He had a
striking face and sparkling dark eyes.
His practice w~as immense. He said
to that eminent physician and cul
tured Christian gentleman, Dr. 0. B.
Mayer. that he wanted to die with
the harness on. He had his wish,
as he was struck down with apo
plexy and never spoke. Another son,
John, was a smart, witty fellow and
loved a dram. He had not been
heard from in a long while when, at
the beginning of the Civil war, he
came back and joined Capt. Hunt's
company and made a good soldier.
At the close of the war he return
ed to his wife and three children in
Wisconsin. Of the daughters were
Mrs. Mary Renwick and Mrs. Malin
da Cameron. James Cameron was
a mild, pleasant gentleman. Another
married T. J. Pri'ce, who had push
and energy in him.
Among one of Toland's peculiar
ities wvas that, when addressing any
one, he always called him "friend."
.I saw him once crossing the piazza
of Holman's store in his limping
gait with his saddle bags on his arm.
William Robertson, clerk for Hol
man, an intelligent young man but
rather wild (a brother of that good
man and physician, Dr. WV. F. Rob
ertson), becoming offended at To
land, threatened to strike himf. The
old man, looking fearlessly in his
"What. Friend Robertson! Strike
an old man like Johnny Toland, full
Robertson struck not.
-1 e always had money to lenl. Dray
ton Nance applied to him for a loan.
"Friend Nance. give me ten per
cent. and vour daddy and auld Tom
Pratt for security and vou can hiv'
Another peculiarity he had when a
littie "tidivated" was to clinch his
assertions with scripture. He re
minded me of Burns' preacher.
"E'en ministers ha'e been kenn'd
In holy rapture.
Arousing whid at times to vend
An nail't wi' scripture."
Whiskey excites the emotions and
fills some men with religious fervor
and holy worldliness, and they be
lieve they are floating heavenward on
their own oratory. Toland was an
honest and good man and useful citi
There was a country store in the
neighborhood, kept by Huston, whose
son James once lived in the village.
As usual, whiskey was on tap. On
Saturdays the hard working, clean
living neighbors would assemble, be
sociable and pleasant and discuss
neigborhood news and indulge in the
common sports of the day-such as
long bullets, shooting matches, town
ball. etc. Toland and his nephew
Jimmy. the blacksmith, are here.
When Jimmy was happy and filled
with whiskey he had an Irishman's
contempt for subterfuge, as well as
a birthright joy in the breaking
of heads. On such an occasion he
would drink this toast to his
"Here's short shoes and corns upon
A cob-web pair of breeches, and por
No two-ways Sally over the water
Joone Toland is my dear rich uncle
And he's a .roarer from h-l's turnip
In the good old times there were
three men, honest, hearty, intelligent
and clean in thought and speech
Williams Welch, Isaac Kellar and
to the Botanic system of medicine
-but not to that of the old quack
who believed in the curative,
strengthening and preserving virtues
of the black cat skin poultice, made
on the hide side of a black cat killed
in the dark of the moon, the greatest
virtue consisting in its being killed in
the suspicous hour of the moon's
greatest obscurity. My impressions
of Williams Welch are vivid. I can
shut my eyes and see him as he was
fifty years ago, with a pleasant, smil
ing face, and with a fund full of good
About this time a peddler passed
through selling .. little pamphlet pro
claiming the wondrous curative pro
perties of lobelia, and teaching every
one to be his own doctor. These
three gentlemen invested and pro
ceeded to practice. Mr. Welch re
ported his experience. His first and
only case wvas that of an old lady
who had lived long on the banks of
Beaver Dam creek and had turned
almost green from malaria. After
diagnosing the case he drenched her
with a storng decoction of lobelia. The
lobelia attended tt> business strictly.
She became unconscious and limber
as a rag. She had what the root
doctors called the "alarums," and
sure enough she had them, and it was
thought she was in articulo mortis.
The lobelia had penetrated the entire
system. When the old lady began
to pitch and rear after stupendous ef
torts she got rid of the lobelia. Long
fellow's quatrain fits tfie scene:
"Here comes Dr. Moses,
So stop your noses,
For the smell of his clothes is
Not otter of roses."
Th.a two other doctors had similar
exceri ences andi retired from thc
practice. Mr. Welch. who could nol
resist a good thing. made his com
ient: -Good came out of it. fot
three od1 women were cured and
three (ddi mcn were cured of making
fools of themselves."
While in this vein T will tell of an
Other incident in the village in which
,igured V. B. Cope (a gentlemar,
through and through and robody
anv the worse for his influcnce.
North of the creek was a spring. a
famous place for kill:ng hogs. V. B.
had killed some therc. and had sornc
wood left over. One Sunday evening
as the owner of the spring was at
supper, feasting on mush and milk
V. .B. unannounced bolted into the
dining room and hot as pepper in an
angry tone complained that when he
had killed hogs he left wood at the
spring which had disappeared. and
intimated that said owner knew
something about it. The owner re
plied to V. B.:
"Well, V. B.. when I get so low
down as to steal wood from you. with
a strong rope I'll go to the woods,
find a strong limb and hang myself.'
Quoth V. r'
'I don't think it was you, but
thought it might have been your nig
Then the owner said to V. B.:
"When my nigger gets so low down
as to steal wood I'll hang her and
myself too." After a pause, he con
tinued: "Come. Vince, take a seat
and fill your plate with mush and
But Vince, snapping his eyes. bolt
ed out as he had bolted in. uncere
In The Herald and News not long
since I noticed an advertisement that
carried me back to the pleasant days
of the long ago. It was a sale of
land joining Mrs. Effie Eichelber
ger's. nee Effie Hughey's land. When
ever I have met a lady named Effie I
have thought of her. Oh, so long
ago, she went to school in the vil
lage. The little kid boys picked out
their sweethearts and I picked out
Miss Effie. In my childlish fancy she
appeared to men "fairer :han the even
ing air. clad in the beauty of a thous
and .-as." .ger told so. un
less with my eyes.
How~ sweet to look back at the
priceless possessions of memory, to
recall names,. looks and tones from
the past! Ah! they come back like
the unsubstantial revelry of a
In the Annals, page 625, Chapman
makes a mistake in the Kibler fam
ily. He says Anna Kibler married
Ivy Busby, and is dead, leaving
no children. She is dead, and
left three daughters and three
sons. One of her sons wvas a
brilliant young man who died early,
in this town, Another son, John,
lives here, and is 68 years old. I
frst knewv him at Hope station in
181or 1852. One daughter, Widow
Kirk, lives in this county. Dr. Cor
ley married one daughter in South
Carolina, and on her death married
another. I first knew Ivy Busby in
1841. He moved to Texas in 1852,
and I first met him here in 1865
In my next, on my return to the
village. I will pass by the Old Cov
enanter grave yard.
3. M. Crosson.
Senator Hoar's Condition.
Worcester, Mass., August 29.--The
condition of Senator Hoar was prac
tically unchanged today. No formal
bulletin was issued from the senator's
home, but is was reported that he was
cheerful, and had taken nourishment.
Never judge a man's importance by
the number of initials behind his
When one woman turns to look at
anoher she sees only her clothes.
I MONUMENT TO THE.
WOMEN OF THE SOUTH
3ACRED TASK OF THE SONS
The Veterans Turn Over the Work to
The Sons of United Con
Headquarters United Confederate
Veterans. New Orleans. La.. August
29.-General Orders No 1S is as fol
i. The general commanding here
by appoints the following committee
from this organization in accordance
with the provisions made in the sub
joined resolutions, to wit:
Lieut-Gen. C. Irvine Walker. com
manding A. N. V. department. Green
ville, S. C.. chairman.
Brig-Gen J. F. Shipp. of "N. B.
Forrest" Camp No. 4 Chattanooga,
Col. Chas. S. Arnall. of "Atlanta"
Camp No. 19. Atlanta. Ga.
Brig-Gen. W. A. Ramsey, of "Hugh
MlcCollum" Camp No. 778. Camden,
Brig-Gen Jas. I. Metts. of "Cape
Fear" Camp No. 254, Wilmington,
2. The resoltitions as adopted are
"Whereas. The United Sons of
Confederate Veterans have undertak
en the loving task of erecting a me
morial to the women of the Confed
eracy, and have raised a substantial
nucleus of a fund for that purpose;
"Whereas, They have expressed
a willingness to assume responsibility
for the successful issue of this move
ment, and to labor unceasingly to
that end; and
"Whereas, The Veterans feel this
tribute to our glorious women should
be erected and due honor paid in en
during form to their magnificent ser
vices to the Confederacy. and that
their sons now stepping into their
places, endowed with the greater en
ergy of their youth. shall take up this
raost worthy work of honoring our
noble women, their nrthers; there
ore b L ~ I
"Resolved. That the Unit .d Con
federate Veterans' Southern Wo
men's Monument committee be andi
it is hereby directed to turn over to
the Committee on a Memorial to the
WVomen of -the Confederacy of the
United Sons of Confederate Veterans
any and all funds it may have on
hand, and that said committee be and
is hereby discharged: and
"Resolved, further. That having
full confidence in the patriotism, de
v'otion and abilities of the United
Sons oi Confedeirate Verteans, we
commit to them the sacred task of
erecting this monument to these
heroines of Confederate days, believ
ing that they will use their every ef
fort to bring their work to an early
and glorious consummation: and
"Resolved, further, That while
committing to our sons the task of
raisih1g this fund we call upon every
VTeteran' and every true lover of the
south to contribute to this end, and
to aid the Sons in their efforts, and
Ithe commander-in-chief is directed
to appoint a committee of five to co
c .perate with the Sons and aid them
in every way practicable: and
"Resolved, further, That we call
upon the press of the south to bring
this movement more fully to 'the at
tention of the people, and to aid the
Sons in their noble work."
By command of
Stephen D. Lee,
W\m. E. Mickle,
.\djutant-General and Chief of Staff
Society may have been invented by
a woman who was married and want
Montana Indian Owns Three Hun
There are several hers of buffalo in
America. but all of them combined
would no equal in size the Allerd herd
Of the Flathead reservation in Mon
tana. The herad sprang from two
buffalo calves captured twenty years
ago by an Indian.
Charles Allerd. one of the leading
braves of the reservation. took the
calves, and capturing a few others,
started out with a herd of five. It
was his intention to fatten them for
beeves. and use them when hunting
was poor. Major Roonan, at that
time Indian agent at the reservation,
suggested to Allerd that it mgiht be
a good idea to breed the buffalo, as
the animals were becoming scarce
in that territory.
The herd now numbers 300 and is
valued at a quarter of a million dol
lars. Allerd has given but little at
tention to his buffalo. They hAve
made little attempt to leave the little
valley of the Flathead, where thy
have been pastured. Mountain walls
easily barred any such inclination,
and the Indians along the various
passes have taken care to see that
Chatley Allerd's herd did; not es
cape. Allerd did not realize that he
was a wealthy man until one day he
was offered $200 for one of his herd
by a circus agent.
Parts of the herd have been exhibit
ed all over the United States. They
were one of the great attractions at
the World's Fair in Chicago.
Just before Allerd died he called
on the man who had suggested the
buffalo breeding idea to him and gave
him a present of $too.
Two half-breed sons survive the
old Indian. When they need money
they kill the oldest buffalo in the
herd and sell it to Butte butchers.
The hide brings $500 and the n'eat
sells for another $500. The meat
finds ready sale in Butte at Sr a
pound. Wealthy miners and others
pay from $10 to $12 for the choicest
cuts and invite their friends in for
a buffalo dinner.
The herd is increased by thirty or
o .-lves every year and for some
unknown reasem this lina Qi-.el.
thives much b-tter-thaii the &C .:S
of the Yellowstone National Park.
Both the Allerd boys have traveled
extensively and are well educated. It
is the hobby of one of them to har
ness his two biggest bulls in a team
and ride at breakneck speed through
the streets of Missoula. Many of the
bulls in the herd are wild. and great
dificulty is experienced in loading
them for shipment. One magnificent
bull recently charged from one end
of the car to the other, striking with
such terrific force that he broke his
neck. The Allerd herd is the only
effort made to perpetuate the fast dis
appearing monarchs of the plains.
It Was Badly Jumbled.
While Secretary Hay was in the
country one sunmmter an important
piece of official business was pending,
relates the Argonaut, and he ar
ranged with Washington that any
nes that might arrive concerning
the matter should be telegraphed to
him in cipher. Day after day h'e
waited, but no telegrams came. One
morning, happening to go to the
lonely little telegraph office, he said
to the operator:
"I suppose you have received no ;
dispatch for me?"
"Why, yes, sir," the operator re
plied: "there was a dispatch for you
the other day, but it was all twisted
and confused. that T couldn't make
head or tail of it, so I didn't think
it was any use to send it up to you."
There are times in everv man's life
when he is disappointed because he
actuall got his money's worth.