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VOL. 1.] EASLEY, SOUTH CAROLINA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 1, 1884.
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MFSSENGER. Easle, S. C.
THE OLD BEAU.
How cracked and poor his laughter
How dulled his eyes. once flashing
But still a courtly pathos clings
About his bent and withered form.
To-night,' whtere mirth and nusjq
His wrinkle cheek, his locks of snow,
Gleam. near the grandsona of the
He smiled on forty years ago!
We watched him here, and half be
Our gaze may witness, while he
Death, like a footman. touch his sleeve,
And tell him that the carriages waits.
BETSY HAMILTON'S LETTER.
A Pketch of Life in the Backwoods.
Craps was all laid by and it
wasn't haru for the new writin'
marster to git up a class; the
young folks all jined mostly for the
fun of gittin' together.
A right smart chance of old folks
tuck lessons too. Old man Loftis
lowed he had allers hearn it said
it was never too late to larn, and
he was a gwine to larn how to
sign his name if nothin' more,
'peared like he had been makin'
We' uns seed the writtin' mar
stem a comin' and maw she jerked
the broom quick and swept up the
hath, and sot a cheer in the entry
and axed him to light and come
Cousin Pink and me and Cale
dony got back in the shed room
and peeped through the crack of
the door at him.
'What mought be your name?'
said Aunt Nancy, "ef I mought be
so bold as to ax.'
'Broom is my name,' says he,
and Cal she snickered. and whis
pered, 'A new broom sweeps clean,' I
says she. 1
He sot a bit, then axed: i
'Whar do you'uns keep your i
drinkin' water?' and went back to j
water shelf, and atter he drunk a <
gourd of water he tuck a wash; I
and long as he was a stranger, 4
Flurridy she riz the chest lid and I
tuck out a bran new store bought
handtowel, that hadn't never been
biled, and he scrubbed and scrub
bed, and I know in reason he
inought have scrubbed thar tel yet
if Aunt lNancy hadn't a tuck pity
on him and gin him a old saff
'Them as never has tried to dry
ther faces on one of these here
new stiff store bought towels 'fore
hit's been washed don't know how
aggrevatin' it is,' says Aunt Nan
cy, tryin' to be civil mannered to
wards him. "rake a cheer and set
down and be seated.'
The minute the Freshours sees
anybody at our honse here they
comes. The ole 'oman come in a
puffin' and a blowin' to see who
the stranger was, and the chillun
come a tearin' across the truck
patch fetchin' in all the mud on
ther bar feet. They stood right
afore him with ther eyes and mouth
wide open. Some chillun, you
know, couldn't see a wink lessen
ther mouth was open. We gals
had slicked our heads and starch
ed our faces and come out, and
was all standin' around like he
was a monkey show. He had on
tied his bundle and was a showin'
the spessiments of his hand write
and all sorts of little birds in red
ink and blue ink, some a settin' up
on quill pens and some with leaves
in ther mouths. And he had a
goose a swimmin' on the water
that he lowed he made all once't
without takin' up his pen, and
Aunt Nancy she winked at maw
didn't believe nairy word of it.
Flurridy lowed them birds tuck
her eye, and Cousin Pink lowed
the goose tuck her'n. The little
Freshoura' 'peared like they would
jist bardaciously climb all over
the man spite of everything if ther
mammy hadn't jerked 'em back.
She gin Dick a jerk and lowed:
'Set down thar, Dicky, the stran
ger don't want to nuss you. Come
here to me, Becky Ann, you're too
big to do that way, pine blank like
you never had saw nothin' aforei
in your life; and you know your 4
uncle Josiah Freshours drawed a<
bird and a tarripin too out'n red
ink and blue ink too--set down <
'fore I slap you down, and quit ai
gazin' like you hadn't never saw
nothin' afore, and which you knowi
He wanted pap to let him put <
our names down. Pap he Wasi
about half tight, and lowed: <
'I don't know as I keer about it.
Ky folks ken all writ tollerable a
,air fists, leastways they ken read <
,t theyselves. But I reckin they'll I
dl want to take-they most ingin- f
ierly takes every fool thing as
somes along. They buys from all s
'he peddlers, and allers gits cheat- I
3d; they tuck cipherin' lessons I
!rom that rethmetic man, and he I
was gwine to larn 'em all so fast I
bow to do any sum in the United (
States in two minutes and a half, I
and he never so much larnt 'em
how to count six aigs. Then they
tuck singin' from that ar trout- t
mouth squealin' fiddler that come
along here last year at tater dig- 1
gin' time. The fact of the busi- 1
ness is this whole settlement is
about half crazy. He never larnt 1
'em a dime's worth as I could see. 1
But nevertheless, howsomever, not- 1
withstanding, singin' you know is i
one thing and writin' is tother, and
while I maintains to the doctrine 1
that a pretty hand write haint no
sign of smartness, nevertheless,
notwithstanding I never stands as
no stumbling block in the way of
my chillun a larnin' nothin'. Live 1
and larn have allers been my mar- i
tow, but I'll tell you the truth and 1
stake my afildavit oh h, that the I
biggest fool ever I seed writ the 'I
beautifullest hand write.'
Then Aunt Nancy up and low- i
'Is it 'no larn no pay,' or is you 1
got to plank up the money afore
band? Sposen now, for n'instance,
I goes and takes, jist sposen you
know, and sposen I don't .arn how
will you gimme my money back or
will you keep it? That's what I
desire to inquire fore I puts my
name down. leastways that's what I
I'm axin' aforehan'. Not as I am
a thinkin' of puttin' it down, mind 1
you, but I was jist a sposen.'
He laughed and told her if she'd
take he wouldn't charge her noth
in', and so he put her name down.
When old man Freshours hearn i
bhat old man Loftis was a gwine to I
ake writin' lessons he lowed he 1
wouldn't be outdone, and told the (
writin' mnarster to put his name <
lown too. 'And you ken jist come ]
ver to my house,' says he 'and eat I
>ut the worth of it in vittles, or i
you ken wait tel I ken take some i
water-millions to town airy otme,
dds is the difference to me.'
But odds wasn't the differencei
Uo Mr. Broom. He eyed old Fresh
urs a minute (he had done seed1
yld Miss Freshours and the chil-1
tn) and said he believed he'd
iruther wait tel he sold the water
nillions, and who blamed him?
The writin' school was hell atj
~he school'ouse. In course me and
Dal sot together and kep up a pow-4
sr of gigglin' and not much writ
.n's We sot on a long bench side
>f a long desk. I looked away 1
iowni at tother eend of the bench.
,nd seed 1ky Roberson a twistin'
of his mouth every letter he writ.
hunched Cal argdIne and her
rot to laughin'.
'Look at Aunt Nancy,' says I,
Lnd she was a twistin' of her lips
'ust one side then tothet, jist pine
)lank like shle was a cuttin' out a
Irock with the scissors. Then we
ooked down the bench and toth
hrs was all screwing ther mouths
oo. Cap Dewberry wusser'n all.
rhe writin' marster come and ax
d me and Cal what was tile mat
;er. Cal she lowed:
'Haint thar some way to larn a
)ody to write without writin' with
He lowed he didn't twist his'n,
)ut we watched him when he sot
he next copy, and he looked pine
)lank like he was a gwine to whis
Me and Cal had a power of fun,
)ut we never larnt mph. Two
>r three of the gals fell in love with
r. Broom, and was jealous of Cal
1dony. But when he left all of a
muddent betwixt two days, bekase
Ohe lawyers was atter him for steal
n' that fin6 ridin' critter, they was
nonstrous glad he was gone. Pap
owed: 'The new Broom swept
iisef to partrutflknown.'
When old Miss Freshours hearn
t, she lowed:
'Thar now, I knowed it all tile
ime, for I dreamp I peed him a
.rossin' of muddy Wator.'
WOULDN'T TAKE His ADVICE.
3ne day soon after Pope's defeat
it second Bull Run, and Chantily,
i private soldier belonging to an
)hio regiment sought an interview
with his captain, and announced
;hat he had a plan for a military
.ampaign which must certainly re
mit in crushing out the rebellion.
rhe officer very naturally inquir
Ad for particulars, but the soldier
'efused to reveal them. and asked
'or a chance to lay his plans.be
'ore Pope himself. After some
lelay he was given a pass to head
Uarters. He did not get to see
Bope, but after tihe chief of staff
lad coaxed and promised and
bhreatened for a quarter of an hour
he Buckeye stood up and replied:
'Well, sir, my plan is for John~
Plope and Bob Lee to swap comn
nands, and if we don't lick the
south inside of sixty days you
nay shoot me for a patent hay
When he returned to camp he
wras naturally asked what success
10 met with, and he ruefnlly re
'Well, thley had a plan of their
'What was it?'
'Why they took me out and
>ooted me for a mnile and a half!'