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VL MANNING, CLARENDON COUNTY, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JULY 4, 1888. NO. 2
VOL. III, __ ______
A IVO IS WORK OF LOVE AID. DUTY.
B Ma r rAMWRLL CATEHEWOOD,
1.4 oar " aAQuE o' DooM," "STZR'moh
Grram," "TEM LoilK MAN'S
. A3." AND OTra SToarms.
C1, by tAe A. . Kediogg .etuels
- per Company.l - ".,
The frivial experiences of common people,
mere atoms in the universe, may seem
Saqrcely worth the great reader's attention,
-aatilhe remembers that he is himself mere
ly one of those atoms, and that the ancient
of all resees.nuceasingly cons this primer
world and ia simple combinations.
. Severalpeople were grouped around the
-deep red Are, over which hung three iron
kettles breathing an odorous steam into the
:air. Beyond this stood atent of poles cov
ered with brush and blankets, where the
men who tended camp slept It was aclose
ly wooded spot.
Tom Holmes, in one of his woolly over
coats, was stretched at the roots of a tree
smoking. Randy Thompson, insulated by
silence, sat upright and attentive near the
ire. A sister of the two men who were
boiling sugar occasionally helped them try
a ladle-full in ozld water, or took her turn
at the long stirer. As Gurley approached
the camp he noticed these people after he
bad seen that MoArdle was there sitting by
To her black dress Phoebe White had
added a scarlet shawl, looping it around her
waist and hooding one corner over her
head. He felt sure no influence of the dark
out-doors world was lost upon her. She
was listening to other sounds besides Mc
Ardle's remarks. Ste heard the first sigh
ings of spring in the tops of naked trees.
"You're late, my lad," said Holmes, ris
ing to meet Gurley and his horse, and at
once taking hold of the bridle.
"But 'tain't sugared yet," called out the
elder of the boilers. "Mose, he poured a
bucketful of cold sugar-water in the kittle
when my back was turned."
"Ididn't do no such thing," retorted
Mose. "'Twas you went to sleep early in
the evenin' 'at let the fire go out."
"ie went to sleep! when everybody in
the Mestrick knows you ain't never half
awake. Forks mind yet how you used to sit
fa school all day with your chin on your
breast and the boys Erin' wads down your
"There ain't one word o' truth in it,"
mattered Mose, fixing his torpid regards on
"This looks like the gypsy scene in Tro
*ytr" Sifting his hat as he joined the
party, "even to the anvil-chorus. Adam
sad Mose are going to fall to and hammer
each other." '
"It is rather picturesquei" admitted Mc
Ardle, looking about him. "But I appre
hend you find it different from Miss Faw
"Miss Faweetts drawing-room is not to
"Ionly meant in point of fact," McArdle
hastened to add, "that this is what you
might call sylvan; while down at Fawcett
Housi the refinements of life are-I would
"Who's Miss Fawcett," inquired Phoebe.
"she is a very beautiful, very wealthy.
glady," explained MeArdle, "who has
just returned from foreign travel to her
.amestead not far from Gurley's. I be
Sieve it is understood," added McArdle,
i"that the proximity of those homesteads is
considered a fortunate thing, under the cir
- camstanaa "
This 'sn't abad nag, Jack," remarked
Tom Holmes, finishing a critical examina
.-no of Gurley's saddle-horse. "But she'll
never make a goer. You could have found
more points for the money."
- "Let me see her," said Phoebe, coming to
?lokat the pretty animal. "She has a nose
just like velvet. If I werebuying a horse I
shenld insist en a velvet nose." Phcebe
* putone arm across the shining neck and
she and the horse exchanged a caress.
"My goodness!" exclaimed Randy. "Kiss
A horse! That's most as simple as them
,hathens worshipin' dumb beasts."
*" You like a horse, don't you?" said Gur
ley to Faebe, with appreciation.
"Indeed, yes. What do you call her?"
4'Bess. Do gu ride?"
'"I[have always known how to ridemy
ashIn It's as good as being like those
-Centaurs; and not half so clumsy."
"Jyd considerit a favor if you'd ride her
.sumetlimes," maid Gurley.
MOb, would yon!"
"Yes; Pve really thought of makng a
lady's horse of her."
Fheebe rubbed her cheek against the
mare's warm neck.
"I would so love to get upon her now."
"But she isn't properly saddled for you."
- I don't mind about saddles. If you don't
" Oh, I don't object," said Gurley, laugh
ing, "except onaccont of your safety."
He atooped to receive her foot, and in an
instant she and Besshad shot away through
-" That girl will get her neck broke," ex
. .claimed Randy- Thompson, apprehensively.
" You were careless, Gurley," declared
.XcArdle, oming forward with disapproval.
" Let her alone," said Tom Holmes,
spreading smoke around himself. "I
. sholdn't be afraid to see that httle thing
- ainnt a tiger if she took the xnotion. Be
. akies, that nag of Jack's isn't going to run
- "Plput up alllIpaid for her, Tom, that
- you'U be wanting to buy that nag of me be
~forezsix months. Its a way you have of
:abusing my choice and then begging it
:away from me."
Fhcsbe came back -in a feWy moments,
'elipping to the ground and takig-te bridle
.on her arm, as the horse paused. Fotg
-were exhilarated by the run; and she tied
ithe hbitchlng-strap in a horseman's knot
awnd a branch by the' time Gurley was at
"SOh, it was delightfl. We rushed like
.wind to the very edge of Black Rollow.
And there we stood still and looked *cr-os
at -the nesnma light that shone like
some thing one-yed just ready to spring at
us. And then we scoured away from it as
fast as we could go."
- " The light in Painter's cabin," said oui
,pt the sugar-boilers..
"."And who is Painter?"
"fainter," said Tom Holmes, waving
-asid his smoke,. "ia a natural curiosity o:
-she hills. It's odd how such human fung!
wiI -pi~g up in the midst of wealthy clvii
.zation. aven't you heard of him yet, Mi.a
- .Phoebei ge's a. hermit, and as ugly
-creassaeems you would want to meet. The3
-teltbat.Gme woman jilted him a centur3
-ro age, .adsoared him against the race
Bug it'seny~ginion the old wretch was to<
stingy ever 'to get married. He is ereditec
-with -g barrelst~ ofmoney inthat ok
den. W don't know where ae came from
.Be and huewr suddelyere, 1li.
-a saa i osseof the neighbors thWiek
,shut his wits all come honmewhei
- -hea bargaw. He keeps his d~wm
and I don't ,think anybody in this re
ceever seen the indie.of is"
it onct," sa4ii eae ithe sugar
money together and made a gold stove.
So I peeked at the winder when he'd gone
off, but jest then he come up behind me
makin' that noise in' his head, and I disre
member wat I seen or what I done."
"He's got an infirmity in his speech,"
said Randy, "and that's a great mercy, for
folks can't tell what he's a sayin' when he
Phoebe sat looking in the fire with her
hands crossed on her lap. Adam and Mose
piled on more brush and the boiling liquid
"Hear what the kettles say. What do
they say to you, Randyl"
"'Double, double, toil and trouble,' is the
Shakespearean rendering of what boiling
cauldrons say, I believe," answered Me
Ardle, with lightness and grace.
"That's.witch's nonsense," puffed Holmes.
"These here kittles," interpreted Adam,
'"says if they have good luck and Mose don't
go to sleep and dip his head in them that
they'll sugar off before long."
"This is what they say, said Phoebe:
%'"Trouble, trouble, effort double; trouble,
' I.BVER COULD TELL f STORY TO ORDER."
trouble, effort double.' They say Itover and
over. Let's tell stories."
"Suppose we do tell a limited number,"
said McArdle, "and draw lots for the envi
"I never could tell a story to order," said
McArdle had already taken out his note.
book; he out slips into his hat.
" "Put the shadow of a subject on those
fatal papers," urged Gurley, "so the vic
.tLms may have a straw to cling to."
"Good," said McArdle, sharpening his
pencil. "Subjects are in order."
"Injuns " spoke up Mose.
"The thought of bein' scalped is wakenin'
to Mose," remarked Adam.
"Give us something pathetic-with tears
in it," proposed Tom Holmes, with a com
"Indians-Tears," voted McArdle. "One
more will do."
"Something about the North, then," said
Gurley, tiping his head to look up at the
dGrk sky. lng other point of the compass
would do as well, but the lichens on the
north side of this tree spoke first."
"Very well," said McArdle, and he arose
and carried around his hat for the drawing.
"The Indians have me," confessed Gurley.
"And I've drawn the North," said Phoebe.
"But who has drawn tears?" inquired Me
Ardle, looking carefully around.
"This fellow will draw blisters," ex
claimed Adam, dragging his brother's shoe
from the coals. "He'd burn himsolf to
ashes, and set smokin' two or three days
before he found it out, if I didn't look after
Mose struck out at his brother with a fist
which revealed the third penciled slip.
"Come, Moses," said Gurley; "let's have
the menowing story first."
"Oh, git out," muttered Mose, in discom
"Some short and simple tale," added
Holmes; "only let it be calculated to touch
"Oh, git out," repeated Mose, twisting un
"If you have tears prepare to shed them
now," quoted McArdle.
"Ohi, blame it, git out," growled Mose,
looking helplessly on all sides of him.
"If you can't do nothing else cry a little,"
suggested Adam, secure in having drawn a
"Here, Mose, give me your hat for a for
fet," said Phcebe White. "You'll redeem
it some way. They shan't drive you to tears
while I am by. It is Mr. Gurley's turn."
Mose gladly gave up his hat, and curling
his shaggy head nearer the fire, prepared
for unlimited basking.
'-This is sudden," said Gurley. "But give
me your attention and I will endeavor to fol
low the war-path.".
Adam or his sister kept skrimmig the
thick sirup, and the sound of the skimmer
on the sides, or the stirrer on the bottom, of
the kettle was Gurley's accompaniment.
" Only a few miles from the place where
we now sit," said he, "there is, as you all
know, a mound so ancient that the aborigi
nes of this country could give no account of
it. Trees 'of censturies' growth spring from
It, and it is believed to be the work of an ex
"He's stealing bodily from pioneer pa
pers," sighed Tom Holmes. "Mose, bring
us a pitcher of fresh sugar-water. We all
love that mound. It has been written about
and photographed, but we like to rest our
selves from it occasionally. We couldn't
keep house without that mound, but when
you attempt to give it to us for an Indian
story, Jack, you are taking a mean advant
age of local weakness."
" Only a few miles from the place where
we now sit," repeated Gurley, with a deaf
expression of countenance, "there is a
mound so ancient that the aborigines of this
country could give no account of it. Trees
of centuries' growth spring from it, and it is
believed to be the work of an extinct race.
That pyght to give me a fair start unless the
judges persai in ringing mne back."
" The Gurleys were always horsey,"
commented Tom. "But I could stand turf
talk better than I can quotations from old
"Not many years ago the speaker was a
Iyouthi who had a Familiar, and this Famil
iar, justead of being such a mentor as his
age ought to have made him, acted rather
-as a tempter."
"Tempt a mulish %Gurley I" murmured
"Mexican relics and Aztec tradition inter
ested us greatly, and we laid up heaps of
knowledge; only, one of us became positive
that this old ;nound was merely a burial'
plce of the native Indians, and the other
became equally positive that it was of more
"Aftes long quarrelig we decided to dig
until we found proofs to satisfy us. But as
the law protected that mound from curious
investigation, we decided to say nothing
about our intentions, but to go quietly there
in the night, with pick and spade, and avoid
"It was fall, and hardly a leaf remained
on the sighing trees. I hugged my coat col
lar up to my ears, not because I was cold,
so* pecause the weirdness of the woods and
-season 4gpyp one in on hima. We found
the spot previously agreedum~, and both of
-us fellto work,' ' ' straight downward.
to flash on our discoveries. Before long we
stood to our waists in the hole; and'then to
our armpits. The Familiar, being corpulent
and lazy, now climbed out and said he would
hold up the lantern."
"This story is a contemptible door per
formance," continued Tom Holmes.
"It grows better as it gets on," promised
Gurley. "The lazy, fat Familiar, I said,
opened the lantern slide and fatigued hitn
self throwing light into the hole while I
threw dirt out. And presently the metal
struck something which rang in response.
The Familiar squatted in excitement and
hissed directions over my panting head,
threatening me with his lantern because
I did not upheave the whole find at once.
The'spade scooped a great head over: and
it continued turning slowly as if by its own
will. The.. top of a helmet, on which I had
been clinking, remained intact, but the lower
partaroke away and an under jaw fell from
its ancient repose. shedding teeth on the
spade with the rattle of over-ripe peas.
"We were wrapped in the emotions of the
discoverer. I stooped down and took hold
of the helmet, and I can still feel its pe
culiar metallic thrill. The skull was gi
gantic. We turned it in the lantern light.
The ashen front head;had a delicacy of text
ure which was almost infant like."
"But you ain't tellin' about In'juns," com
plained Mose, curling himself around in an
"Wait, Moses. Their moccasin soles
make no noise, but step by step through the
dark woods they are coming."
Mose glanced behind him.
"I whispered to the Familiar that both of
us working together could hardly dig out
his length in a week.
"'You could do it yourself in half the
night,' hissed the Familiar, 'while I hold
the lantern for you, if you'd only put to it.
I hope the whole skeleton is in mail and as
well preserved as the head. This proves
my theory that Indian tribes buried their
dead in mounds, and some of them had
reached ahigh state of civilization.'
"'Don't deceive yourself,' said L 'This
proves my theory that an ancient race made
this continent great when the old world was
plunged in barbarism.'
"I threw out a shovelful of earth, and felt
as if I had struck somebody. The Familiar
lifted his lantern and flashed it around. We
both saw, standing in unwinking gravity
on the ridge of fresh earth, a tall Indian
who never moved a muscle while the lan
tern pierced him. The Familiar turned our
light around the circle of the pit, and be
hold, we were surrounded by a ring of say
ages. The searching lantern revealed their
war-paint, their steady glittering eyes, their
moccasin thongs and even ting wrinkles in
"Neither the Familiar or I spoke; we felt
under a spell. When the Familiar was
pushed into the pit, almost smothering me,
Ithought it was a trick. But some hand
took my spade, and earth showered back
into that hole with terrific swiftness. We
endured the shower of clay, tramping it
under our feet in a dance so rapid, or we
should have been buried. The Familiar,as if
bewitched, still moved his lantern around in
a circle,and there stood every brave motion
less while the spade clinked and thej iirt
fell'i. In abrief time we'stood on level
earth, still tramping earth where the hole
had been. But then the lantern was flung
against a tree, the Indians seized us and we
were tied to saplings before I could realize
any thing except a deer-hide throng which
cut palpably into my wrist.
"The elder Indians stood in a group,while
limber, young ones collected chunks, twigs,
whole stumps, to wall us in for burning.
Instead of preparing my mind for death,
I found myself ruminating on the Familiar's
immense capacity for combustion, and won
dering if he would not burn up richly like a
barrel of tar.
"As our fires mounted so did the spirits
of our captors, who were so determined to
keep from the white man the secrets of
their ancient land. They danced and threw
tomahawks awhile; then they paused and
stared; then they fell upon their knees in
two circles and all blew the flames. I can
still see those aquiline noses bent to
earth, those leathern cheeks distending and
collapsing as they blew. But that ghostly
fire of the past, rubbed in the beginning
out of two hard sticks, would not take hold
of the breathing present. It failed even
to warm us. And when those wretched be
ings became convinced of that fact, they
rose with one accord and tomahawked each
other and threw each other into the
fre, in true Indian fashion, until the Famil
iar and I were walled aboutby their charred
figures and not one brave was left."
"I don't believe there's a word o' truth in
It," commented Mose.
"How can you be so incredulousi" re
"Why, it don't stand to reason," argued
"Imagination,'" said McArdle, spreading
his hands airily, "is a fine thing, Moses."
"Oh, isn't it I" murmured Phcebe, watch
ing the fire. "It's a kind of wonder palace
that you can step into out of any thing.
May be Lazarus had his head in such a pal
ace. Whatever your self lacks you will
find in a perfect self in that wonder palace.
So that it seems as if God gave us a sixth
sense with which we can enjoy things we
"What on earth is the girl talkin' about?"
said Randy Thompson.
"She is tuning her imagination for the
story about the North," volunteered Gurley.
"I thought one Out a long while ago," said
Phebe, "when I was reading Scandinavian
things-about Thor and Sif and Wodin-but
this is about a hill Troll."
"Now, what's a hill Troll?" complained
"He was a little spirit fellow, sometimes
good and sometimes bad, who lived inside a
"There ain't none of them things," said
Moe, with conviction.
"There was this one Tro4l" insisted
Pobe, "and he quarried rock. And one
night when he put up his quarrying tools
a wrinkled dwarf came and offered to show
him sway down in the heart of the earth a
diamond finer than any the sun ever saw.
He did not hesitate to follow the dwarf.
'And if I find that diamond, I'll put up my
cuarrying tools for a hundred years," said
"'1 ey went down and went down until
the Troll began to distrust his guide and
called a halt. They were under the very
ribs of the earth. 'I'll go no further,' says
"The dwarf laughed. 'Don't you hear a
booming sounds' says he.
M'Well, that's thea sound made by people
on the other sids of the earth trying to pick
this diamond out.'
"The Troll hurried on again until he felt
smothered, and stopped again, saving:
" 'I'll go no further.'
S'Don't you hear the lapping of water?'
cries the dwarf.
"'Well, that's the wash of the open sea.
contending with men for this priceless
"The Troll thought, 'if this way leads to
the open sea, I can easily rise through that
to the surface.' ISo on he wvent.
"But presently they came under a rock
dome hung with stony icicles, and at their
feet .lapped a reservoir of water full of
human fragments and pieces of ships.
- med t aadn h erh rne
the dwarf. 'The diamond I brought you to
seek is that whirlingaielstrom which cuts
its plan.es of waters onthis coast. The way
is closed up belund&-yonlow get out if you
can through the Maelsfr i
"Then the dwarf disappeared just as if
there never had been a dwarf. and the Troll
stood under the roar of the Maelstrom, his
knees shaking; he felt himself a dead Troll.
For in those days the Maelstrom was a boil
ing whirlpoolmilcs in circumference. When
sailors became suddenly aware of gliding
across a field of water depressed toward
some unknown center, they knew the Mael
strom had them. First sh( described a huge
circle, as if swinging them around her vie
tim's head. Then they-felt her fury. She
whirled and beat them, she rolled.thenu over
and crunched them in he awful jaws, out
of which no ship :r man a.-sr rose aigain.
"Pretty soon a voice near the Troll said:
'Who knows, Troll, but you may conquer
this Maelstrom a.d quiet its rage for the
remainder of the centuries.
"He looked around and saw a white child.
'You have worked in the quarries and knit
your strength,' says the child, and I can
show you the way to the ore-dwarfs, and in
their furnace you will find a hammer and
anvil ready for any body who wants to use
them. Never mind what any dwarf does,
but take your heart, your brain, your hands
and feet one after the other, end beat and
temper them on the anvil.'
a'They are all flesh,' objected the Troll.
'A nice temper I should beat into them on
" 'The hammer and anvil are not metals,'
says the child. 'You make yourself able to
rise through the Maelstrom.'
"So the Troll went to the furnace of the
ore-dwarfs. He saw them fuse and force
into upper rock and soil the metals for which
men dig. The black fellows would seize jets
of fiery liquid, and leaping like meteors.
fling them to force their way upward. They
looked curiously at the Troll and made
faces. But without speaing to them, he
went to the hammer and anvil which the
child showed him. These tools, while he
worked with them, passed through all the
colors of the rainbow. 'They must be made
of light,' he thought.
"He beat away on his heart, but the more
he thumped the larger it grew, and when
he put it back into place it pushed out his
chest and lifted him off the ground. At
that the Troll dropped his tools, dashed out
of the furnace and threw himself across the
reservoir, which opened into the sea, sure
that he could face the Maelstrom. His light
heart carried him straight up the whirlpool,
but before he had risen six fathoms he was
pounded and suffocated-the sea threw him
back into the reser'oir and shook her
witch's fist at him through. the opening, as
if saying: 'Is that enough fit you'
"The Troll limped back to the furnace,
where every grinning dwarf capered at
him. But he hammered his brains and con
densed them until they became magnetic,
forcibly drawing or repelling objects. And
when he put them back in his head he saw
himself differently, and did not attempt the
whirlpool again until he had followed all
the child's directions-beating his hands
and feet to an amberglowthe very tint of
light under water.
"Then he crept out and launched into the
base of the Maelstrom. But it. beat him
down, and lashed him across the face with
bodies, and stung him with sea-nettles, un
til he threw up his arms and was sucked
among the dead in the reservoir, scarcely
able to lift his nostrils over the brink. So
stubborn was the Troll, however, that he
crept again to the furnace, and this time the
dwarfs stuck their flame-like tongues in his
face, and bent over and slapping themselves
and twisting their tiny black noses in de
"Without watching them, the Troll tem
pered himself a third time. And after that
trial of the Maelstrom he would not have
lifted a finger for his life and the whole,
"The child came and smoothed his bruised
limbs, saying, 'Poor little hill Troll.'
"'1'm ready to die,' said the Trol. But:
after he had rested a long time he added:
TIll die trying it, though.'
"Over and over he tempered himself, over.
and over he tried the Maelstrom, astonished'
to find how life and determination did linger
in him, until he rose through the whirlpool,
and drew up calm under his feet. To this
day t'he Maelstrom remains conquered, and:
is no longer dangerous except in winter:
storms. And the whole world-who did not:
rare a pin for the Troll when he was beaten.
just to death in his subterranean reservoir-:
could not praise him enough."
rro BE COM'DED)
Robert Collyer on Labor.
I have no'hesitancy in saying that the
man who builds a strong, straight wall
week days does better than the man
who preaches a weak sermon on Sun
days; that the maid in the kitchen work
ing faithfully takes a far higher rank
than the young ladies in the parlor who
dawdle through the days reading the last
new story-a story perhaps, which, tells
of the grand di' yof the worker, while
she herself is unabe to bake a loaf of
broad or wash a shirt.
The secret thread of this life of
nobility, my dear people-this life of
labor-I feel as free to say as you are to
hear, lies in the isolation of the vast and
ever-growing working forces from those
who employ them; and may I not say
also that this general great contempt of
labor is steadily eating like a cancer
into the strong manhood of American
Be proud, my dear people, of the
working folks in every calling, and do
not forget that from their ranks have
sprung the greatest minds in theology,
science, literature and war. When 1 in
memory recall my old friend Garfield, it
is then that I recognize to what dis
tinction and honor the laboring man can
attain. I trust that ere long the silken
thread of honest labor may weave a
string which will in turn produce a
cable, and then a bridge, upon whose
broad span one and all-labor and
capital-may stand and cheerfully fra
The Sparkling Catawba.
This celchrated watering place, under
the management of its proprietors, Dr.
E. 0. Elliott & Son, threw open its
doors on the 1st of June. Aside from
from its valuable health restoring min
eral waters, including white and red
sulphur, Jythia, iron, etc., it is one of
the most'pleasant places in Western
North Carolina to spend the hot months.
Natural scenery abounds on all sides
not less than half dozen peaks of noted
mountains can be seen from the cupola
of the "Old Castle." The temperature
ranges there in July from 54 to 70 de
grees. It puts new life into the debili
tated.. Once you visit the Sparkling
Catawba you will repeat it the next sea
son and take your friends with you.
It becomes a wise man to try negotiation
A MOMENTOUS MESSAGE.
THE NATIONAL DEMOCRACY TO
Presentation to the President at Washing
ing of the Official Notification of His
Renomination-Mr. Cleveland Receives
the Delegation and His Answer is, as
Always, Fitted to the Occasion.
WASHmNGToN, June 26.-The National
Democratic Committee and the ratifica
tion committee appointed by the late
Democratic Convention to notify Cleve
daadThurman of their nomination for
President and Vice-President met at the
Arlington Hotel to-day.
The notification committee met at 10
o'clock with the Hon. P. A. Collins, of
Massachusetts, in the chair and Thomas
S. Pettit, of Kentucky, as secretary.
The proceedings were conducted in
secret session. The committee ad
journed at 12 o'clock, and it was an
nounced that it had decided to notify
the President at 2 o'clock to-day, and
also to leave Washington to-morrow
evening for Columbus, Ohio, to notify
The letter of notification was sub
mitted to the committee by Mr. Jacob,
of Kentucky, and was accepted by the
committee. The letter was signed by
all those present. The committee also
accepted an invitation from Secretary
Whitney to visit his country home at
Grasslands to-morrow afternoon.
The following is the notification com
Alabama, J. H. Caldwell; Arkansas,
Wilson Hemingway; California, W. D.
English; Colorado, C. Bartla; Connec
ticut, W. H. Barnum; Delaware, E. B.
Cochran; Florida, J. B. Prout; Georgia,
John Triplett; Illinois, J. S. Ewing;
Indiana, A. W. Conduitt; Iowa, W. W.
Baldwin; Kansas, S. F. Neely; Ken
tucky, C. D. Jacobs; Louisiana, John
Fitzpatrick; Maine, R. W. Black; Mary
land, Wm. S. Wilson; Massachusetts,
Charles D. Lewis; Michigan, S. F. Me
Garry; Mississippi, John W. Allen;
Minnesota, . John Lutewig; Missouri,
J. N. Burts; Nebraska, John MeShane;
Nevada, James S. Mooney; New Hamp
shire, G. B. Chandler; New Jersey,
Moses Bigelow; New York, Solomon
Schen; North Carolina, T. W. Strange;
Ohio, M. V. Ream; Oregon, J. L.
Cowan; Pennsylvania, U. S. Patterson;
Rhode Island, Isaac Bell, Jr.; South
Carolina, Leroy Springs; Tennessee, M.
T. Bryan; Texas, W. H. Pope; Ver
mont, J. D. Hanrahan; Virginia, B. B.
Gordon; West Virginia, B. F. Harlow;
Wisconsin, R. R. Kirkland; District of
Columbia, Lawrence Gardner; Utah,
W. M. Terry; Wyoming, J. H. Dixon;
Arizona, G. G. Berry; Washington
Territory, J. J. Browne; Montana,
James Sullivan; New Mexico, Rafael
Romero; Idaho, John John M. Selcott.
Honorary Members-P. A. Collins,
Massachusetts; Thomas S. Pettit, Ken
tucky; Basil Gordon, Virginia.
All the members of the committee
were present at the meeting this morn
ing excepting E. B. Cochran, J. B.
Proutt, John Fitzpatrick, Solomon Schen
and J. L. Cowan.
THE MARcH TO THE WHITE HOUSE.
The notification committee, accom
panied by members of the National
Democratic Committee and the Colum
bia Democrctic Club of the District of
Columbia, met at the Arlington Hotel
at 1.30 o'clock thi afternoon and, form
ing into pairs, marched to the White
House. They were ushered into the
East room and ranged themseves in a
circle in the south end of the room.
Palms filled all the windows and alcoves
in that portion of the room, and potted
plants decorated the mantele.
THE PESIDENT APPEAEs.
The President was notified of their
arrival and descended to the East room,
accompanied by the following-named
Mrs. Cleveland, the Rev. Win. N.
Cleveland, the President's brother, and
his wife, of Forestport, N. Y., Mrs. W.
E. Hoyt, the President's sister, of
Fayetteville, N. Y., Mr. and Mrs. La
mont, Mr. W. S. Bissel, of Buffalo, all
of whom were present at the ratification
of his first nomination; Mr. Bayard,
Mr. and Mrs. Fairchild, Mr. and Mrs.
Whitney. Mrs. Endicott~, Mr. Vilas, Mr.
and Mrs. Dickinson, Mr. Benjamin
Folsom and Speaker Carlisle. Their
approach was the signal for a general
lapping of hands on the part of the
visitors, and as soon as the party had
taken their places Gen. Collins stepped
forward and addressed the President as
OHAIaMAN COLLIS's sPEECH.
"Mr. Cleveland, we come as a com
mittee authorized and instructed by the
National Democratic Convention re
cently held at St. Louis to convey for
mal notice of its action in naming you
for the office of President of the United
States daring the next four years.
"It would ill become the occasion or
your presence to express at length the
full meaning and significance of that
great assembly. Its expression willI be
found and heard elsewhere and other
wise, from now till that day in Novem
ber when this free and intelligent people
will record their approval of your great
services as Chief Magistrate.
"We beg to congratulate you upon
this hearty and unanimous endorsement
of your course as President by the great
historic party to which in all the days
of your manhood you have belonged,
and to congratulate the country upon
the assured continuance of your wise,
just and patriotic administration."
THE LETTIER or NOTIFICATION.
Upon concluding Mr. Collins intro
duced Chas. D. Jacob, of Kentucky,
who read the following letter of notifica
WAsHINGTON, June 26, 1888.
To the Hon. Grover Cleveland, of
New York-Sir: The delegates to the
National Democratic Convention, rep
resenting every State and Territory of
our Union, having assembled in the city
of St. Louis on the 5th inst. for the pur
pose of nominating candidates for the
offices of President and Vice-President
of the United States, it has become the
honorable and pleasing duty of this
cmmittee to formally announce to you
that without ballot ycu were by accla
mation chosen the standard-bearer of
the Democratic party for Chief Execu
tive of this country at the election to be
held in November next. Great as is
such distinction under any circum
stances, it is more flattering and pro
found when it is remembered that you
have been selected as your own succes
sor to an office, the duties of which,
always onerous, have been rendered of
an extraordinary sensitive, difficult and
delicate nature, because of the change of
political parties and methods after
twenty-four ?ears of uninterrupted
domination. This exaltation is, if pos
sible, added to by the fact that the
declaration of principles, based upon
your last annual message to the Con
gress of the United States relative to
tariff reduction and diminution of the
expenses of the Government, throws
down a direct and defiant challenge for
an exacting scrutiny of the administra
tion of executive power, which four
years ago was committed in its trust to
the execution of Grover Cleveland,
President of the United States, and for
the most searching inquiry concerning
the fidelity and devotion to the pledges
which then invited the suffrages of the
An engrossed copy of that platform,
adopted without a dissenting voice, is
herewith tendered to you.
In conveying,sir,to you the responsible
trust which has been confided to them,
this committee beg, individually and col
lectively. to express the great pleasure
which thay have felt at the results attend
ing the National Convention of the
Democratic party, and to offer to you
their best wishes for official and personal
success and happiness. We have the
honor, sir, to be your obedient servants.
(Signed by all the members of the com
Mr. Thomas S. Pettit, secretary of the
notification committee, then presented
Mr. Cleveland with a handsomely en
grossed copy of the platform adopted at
the National Democratic Convention.
THE PRESIDENT'S REPLY.
The President then said:
"Iconnot but be profoundly impressed
when I see about me the messengers of
the National Democracy bearing its sum
mons to duty. The political party to
which I owe allengiance both honors and
commands me. It places in my hand its
proud standard, and bids me bear it high
at front ina battle which it wages bravely,
because, conscious of right, confidently
because its trust is in the people, and
soberly because it "omprehends the ob
ligations which suc.ess imposes.
"The message which you bring
awakens within me the liveliest sense of
personal gratitude and satisfaction, and
the honor which you tender me is in
itself so great that there might
well be no room for any other sentiment.
And yet I cannot rid myself of grave
and serious thoughts when I remember
that party supremacy is not alone invol
ved in the conflict which presses upon
us, but that we struggle to secure and
save the cherished institutions, the
welfare and happiness of a nation of
freemen. Familiarity with the great
office which I hold has but added to my
apprehension of its sacred character and
the consecration demanded of him who
assumes its immense responsibilities. It
is the repository of the people's will and
power. Within its vision should be the
protection and welfare of the humblest
citizen;and with quick ear it should catch
from the remotest corner of the land the
the plea of the people for justice and for
justice and for right.
"For the sake of the people he who
holds this office of theirs should resist
every encroachment on its legitimate
functions, and for the sake of the integri
tand usefulness of the offce it should
be kept near to the people and be admin
istered in full sympathy with their wants
"This occasion reminds me most vividly
of the scene when, four years ago, I1
received a message from my party similar
to that which you now deliver. With
all that has passed since that day I can
truely say that the feeling of awe with
which I heard the summons then is in
tensified many fold when it is repeated'
"Four years ago I knew that our chief
executive office, if not carefully guarded,
might drift little by little away from the
people to whom it belonged and become
the perversion of all it ought to be; but
I did not know how much its moorings
had already been loosened. I knew four
years ago how well devised were the true
principles of true Democracy for the
successful operation of government by
the; people and for the people, but I did
not know how absolutely necessary their
their application then was for the resto
ration to the people of their safety and
prospeity. I knew then that abuses and
extravagances had crept into the manage
ment of public affairs, butlI did not know
their numerous forms nor the tenacity
of their grasp.
"I knew then something of the bitter
ness of partisan obstruction, but I did
not know how bitter, how reckless and
how shameless it could be.[Prologed ap
"I knew, too, that the American people
were patriotic and just, but I did not
know how grandly they loved their
country, nor how noble and generous
"i shall not dwell upon the acts and
the pollcy of the Administration now
drawing to a close. Its record is open
to every citizen of the land. And yet I
will not be denied the privilege of assert
ing at this time that, in the exercise of
the high trust confided to me, I have
yielded obedience only to the Constitu
tion and the solemn obligation of my
oath of office. I have done those things
which, in the light of the understanding
God has given me, seemed most condu
ive to the welfare of my countrymen
and the promotion of good government.
I would not if I could, for myself nor for
you, avoid a single consequence of a fair
interpretation of my course.
"It but remains for me to say to you,
and though you to the Democracy of the
nation, that I accept the nomination with
which they have honored me and that I
will in due time signify such acceptance
in the usual formal manner."
serER THE SFEECHES.
The Presidenit's remarks were made in
an earuest and emphatic manner,and were
frequently interrupted by applause.
This close/! the speech-making, and then
all present proceeded to the State dining
room and partook of light refreshments.
Afeardsa the nnismittaan became the
guests of the Columbia Club and were
driven about the city.
THE NATIONAL ooMMTE.
The national Democratic committee
met at the Arlington Hotel at noontoday,
and remained in session about an: hour
and a half. The Hon. William H. Barnum
presided, and E. B. Dickinson, of New
York, acted as secretary. The following
members were present:
Alabama, Henry D. Clayton, Jr; Cali
fornia, M. P. Tarpey; Colorado, T. M.
Patterson, proxy; Cohnecticut, Wm. H.
Barnum; Florida, Samuel Pasco; Geor
gia, John H. Estill; Illinois, E. M.
Phelps; Indiana, S. P. 8hearin; wa,
J. J. Richardson; Kansaq, it Slair,
Kentucky, H, D. McHenry; Louisiana,
N. C. Blanchard, proxy; Maine, Arthur
Sewell; Maryland, A. P. Gorman; Mas
sachusetts, Charles D- Lewis: Michigan,
0. M. Barnes; Minnesota, A.-P. Gorman,
proxy; Mississippi, C. A. Johnston; Mis
souri, John G. Prather; Nebraska, J. A.
MeShare; New Jersay, Miles Ross; New
York, Herman Oelrichs; North Carolina,
H. W. Ranson; Ohio, Calvin S. Brice;
Oregon, A. Coltner; Pennsylvania; W.
L. Scott; Rhode Island, J. B. Barnabay;
South Carolina, F. W. Dawson; Tennes
see, R. F. Looney; Texas, 0. T. Holt;
Vermont, Hiram Atkins; Virgnia, J. S.
Barbour, West Virginia; Charles J.
Faulkner, proxy; Arizona, J. C. Hern
don, proxy; District of Columbia, Win.
Dickson; Montana, A. H. Mitchell;
Utah, Wim. M. Ferry; Washington Terri
tory, J. H. Kuhn; Wyoming, W. L. Kuy
The committee decided to postpone
the election of officers until the evening
session and then adjourned.
The committee met again at 10,30 to
night and remained in session until after
midnight. The committee was nulled to
order by Senator Gorman, and proceeded
at once to the election of a permanent
chairman. Mr. Barbour, of Virginia,
nominated William H. Barnum, of Con
necticut, and his motion was seconded
by Mr. Tarpey, of California, and others,
whereupon Mr. Barnum was elected by
a rising vote. A committee, with Mr.
Gorman as chairman, was appointed to
nominate a secretary and assistant secre
tary of the committee, and subsequently
reported the names of S. P. Sherin, of
Indiana, as secretary, and E. B. Dickin
son, of New York, as assistant eecretary,
and they were immediately elected.
At the suggestion of Gen. Collins
the Chair was authorized to appoint
a committee of fifteen to accompany the
notification committee to Columbus to
notify Mr. Thurman of hisnomination.
On motion of Mr. Pasco Chas. J. Canda,
of New York, was re-electred treasurer
of the committee. On motion of Mr.
Gorman the Chair was authorized to ap
point an executive committee of twenty
one members to take ganatscharge ot
the affairs of the campaign,.and alorto
appoint a committee of seven, to. be
known as the "campaign ommittee,"
which committee is -empowered to select
such persons, no nnembers of the oom
mittee, as they may deem necessary to
aid themn in campaign work. The chair
man was made ex-officio chairman of the
committee of twenty-one.
A committee of three, consisting of
Messrs. Barnum, Oelrichs and DaweoA,
was appointed to select the committee's
headquarters in New York city. On uo
tion of Mr. Patterson, of Colorado, the
silver gavel presented to the National
Democratic Convention by the Colorado
delegate, and now in the custody of the
national committee, was presented to
Gen. P. A. Collins, chairman of the Con
vention. A committee, consisting of
Messrs. Gorman, Ransom, Barbour,
Pasco, Faulkner and Dickson, was -sp
pointed to represent the committee at the
Conventien of the Democratic clubs in
Baltimore on July 4. After the trans
action of considerable routine business
the committee adjourned, subject to the
call of the Chair. -
A Hubbub in the Paterson High SchooL.
The Paterson high school for girls .is
in astate of ferment. Thirteen pretty
would-be "sweet girl graduates" are
bathed in tears, and thirteen irate parents
are rcaming about with six.chambered
revolvers, muskets, big sticks, horse
whips and other things, vowing all kinds
of vengeance upon the stony-hearted ex
aminers who have dared to cast reflection
upon the probity or scholastic qnalifii
tions of their daughters. In the Pater
son high school there was a large gradu
ating class, composed of some of the
prettiest girls to be met with anywhere
who were believed to be gifted as well as
The annual examination came on and
the idols were shattered beyond all re
demption. Ten of the girls were simply
unable to answers the questions put to
them, and, of course, did not pass. The
remaining three were discovered to have
obtained the majority of their answers
from older and wiser girls.
D. Rheinhardt, the principal examiner,
was placed in aposition of peculiar em
barrassment, but decided that he must
be square. The result was that the whole
thirteen are left out in the cold.
But like all women they would not own
to being fairly beaten and with heart
rending sobs poured out the story of
man's inhumanity upon the maternal
shoulders. Then the thirteen papas of
of the thirteen damsels called upon the
Board of Education. The Board met in
full conclave and decided, in face of Dr.
Rheinhardt's protests, upon letting the
three little plagiaristic damsels through,
on the principlo, expounded by the chair
man, that "all girls copy each other's
work." Then they dried their eyes and
went home flushed with their triumph
over the tyranny of the examiners
As to the unhappy ten who couldn't
answer the questions, even with the aid
of the others, it is understood that they
will be allowed a chance to present them
selves for re-examination and may gradu
ate next September.
A Dow Ipour in Mobile.
MomIE. June 27.-A rain storm yester
day and last night, lasting in all thirty-six
hours, and at times approaching a deluge.
was the heaviest rainfall ever recorded
here. During the time mentioned the rain
fell to the depth of ten inches and seventy
eight hundredths. The streets through the
city were flooded, and in a number of bus
iness houses damages occurred owing to
leaking roofs. The Daily Repiste'r omee,
in course of construction, was nooded from
top to bottom, and all the editors and com
positors were driven out.
Ten cents' worth of do is worth mang
dllars of promise.