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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. Woodville. Texas. "Oh. the days gone by! Oh. the days gone by! 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 gone by! 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 eyes, said: "What. Friend Robertson! Strike an old man like Johnny Toland, full o' days!" Robertson struck not. -1 e always had money to lenl. Dray ton Nance applied to him for a loan. Toland replied: "Friend Nance. give me ten per cent. and vour daddy and auld Tom Pratt for security and vou can hiv' the minnev." 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 zen. 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 uncle: "Here's short shoes and corns upon your toes, A cob-web pair of breeches, and por cupine clothes; No two-ways Sally over the water Joone Toland is my dear rich uncle And he's a .roarer from h-l's turnip patch." In the good old times there were three men, honest, hearty, intelligent and clean in thought and speech Williams Welch, Isaac Kellar and diads'"pc-nan,wbclined1 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 humor. 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 ger woman." 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 milk." But Vince, snapping his eyes. bolt ed out as he had bolted in. uncere moniously. 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 dream. 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. So long, 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 name. 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 OF VETERANS. The Veterans Turn Over the Work to The Sons of United Con federate Veterans. Headquarters United Confederate Veterans. New Orleans. La.. August 29.-General Orders No 1S is as fol lows: 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, Tenn. Col. Chas. S. Arnall. of "Atlanta" Camp No. 19. Atlanta. Ga. Brig-Gen. W. A. Ramsey, of "Hugh MlcCollum" Camp No. 778. Camden, Ark. Brig-Gen Jas. I. Metts. of "Cape Fear" Camp No. 254, Wilmington, N. C. 2. The resoltitions as adopted are na folows: "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; and "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, General Commanding. Official: W\m. E. Mickle, .\djutant-General and Chief of Staff Society may have been invented by a woman who was married and want BUFFALO HERD. Montana Indian Owns Three Hun dred Head. 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.