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I; TUIPDTE HEROES TO - The following is a speech of ex-Goy-4 ernor Bob Taylor; delivered at a Con federate veterans'-. reunions at Brown sville, Tenn.: , - Time in its tireless flight has - brought us again to the full leaf and i -flower of another summer. The grass ' grows green about the dust of heroes'; ' the roses twine once more about 7 their tomb, and the morning 7 glories point - their purple bugles toward the . sky as if to sound a reveille to our immortal dead. Another year with its sunshine : and shadows, its laughter and ite tears, its sowing and its reaping, t its cradle songs and funeral hymns, now lies be- " tween us and the dark day at Appomat tox when the star of southern hope went down and. the flag of southern chivalry was furled forever. - "Another year has added whiter ' locks to the temples of these, old. veter " ans who wore the gray, and deeper fur rows to, their brows, and they now ; stand among us like solitary oaks in the middle of a fallen forest, hoary. with age, covered with scars and glorious . as the living monuments- of southern manhood and southern courage. ' 'But we are not far ; enough away from that awful 'struggle to forget the bloody hills of ; Shiloh, where Albert Sidney Johnson died, . and the fatal field of Chancellorsville, where Stone wall Jacksop fell. ' "We'are not yet far - enough away to forget the frowning heights of Gettys burg, where , Picketts' charging lines rushed to glory and the grave. -We are not yet far enough away to forget Mur freesboro, Missionary Ridge and Chick- amauga and the hundred other fields of death and courage, where the flower of the South, the bravest of the brave and the; truest of the . true, fought for the v. cause they thought was right and died for the land they loved. . - "We are not -yet far enough away to : forget the agony and the tears of f nation that was crushed when the shat tered armies of Lee and Johnston, Worn and weary, half starved, barefooted and in rags, stacked their arms in the doom of defeat and left - the field of . . valor overwhelmed and.overpowered,yet undaunted . and unconquered. When . time has measured off a thousand years ; the world will not forget the sufferings Tand the sacrifices of the brave men who so freely gave their fortunes and shed their blood to preserve the most bril liant civilization! that ever flourished in . any land or in any age. for literature loves a lost cause. '.'Historians will some day sit down . on our battlefields and write true his tory history which will read like the wildest dreams of fancy that were ever woven into fiction, and poets will linger among our graves and sing sweeter songs than were ever sung before. -.. For each moment is a volume within itself of wild and thrilling adventure, and every tombstone tells a story touching as the soldier's last tear on the white bosom of his manhood's bride, tender as his last farewell. - "I would not utter a word of bitter- ness against the men who wore the ' blue. They fought and died under the . old flag to perpetuate the union, and they were men worthy of southern prowess and southern valor. T - "I would not if I could rob Grant, the great and noble chieftain, of his fame and glory. Every Southern sol f dier ought to stand with uncovered head when his name is spoken. For when all was lost, in the darkest and saddest moment of southern history, he was magnanimous to Lee and kind to his tattered and famished army. Along ,the blue lines of the triumphant foe, - when the unhappy Confederates march ed between them and laid down their guns," there was no shout of victory nor flourish of trumpets, but only silence, and -tears. - "When the conflict had ended the Confederate soldier proudly stood among the .blackened walls of his ruined country, magnificent in the gloom of defeat and still a hero. His sword was broken, his home was in ashes, the earth was red beneath him, the sky was black above him,' he had placed all in the scales of war and 'lost -all save honor: But he did not sit down in despair to weep away the passing years. "His slaves were gone, but he was still a master. Too proud to pine, too strong to yield to adversity, he threw down his musket and lay his' willing but unskilled hands upon the waiting plow. He put away; the knapsack of war and turned his - face toward the morning of peace. He abandoned the ' rebel yell to enter the forum and court room and the hustings. . He gave - up ,the sword to enter the" battles of J in : dustry and commerce,' and . now in a -little more than a third of, a century -. the land of desolation and of death, v the land of monuments and memories, has reached the springtime of a grander '-destiny and the sun shines ; bright on the domes ' and towers of new cities ' built upon the ashes of . the old, and the cotton fields wave their white ban ,1 ners of peace and . the fields of wheat wave their banners of gold. 1 -f'Who can portray the possibilities of '-' a country which has produced the Lees and Jacksons and the brilliant Gordon ? and the dashing Joe Wheeler, j who" is ' as gallant in the blue as he was glorious " in the gray," and - the . impetuous 'and w immortal Bedford Forres V the Marshal u Ney of the Confederacy ? - ' -, j ' Who can portray, the possibilities of a country- which has produced the stal : wart and sinewy men of the rank and i file, who followed the Stars and - Bars : through the smoke and flame of every desperate battle and stepped proudly ; into history as the greatest fighters the world has known f A country so richly blessed, not only, with brave men ; and . beautiful women, but whose blossoming , hills and fertile valleys are so generous and kind, and whose mountains are burdened with coal and iron and cop per and zinc and lead enough to supply the world for, a thousand years; whose "BOD" TAIXOR'S "LOST CAUSE' 3i virgin forests yet stand. awaiting and signing for the " woodman's ax,' and whose rivers :flow- clear ' and :coor and mak'e music as ' they go. : It is- the beautiful land of love and liberty, of sunshine and sentiment, of fruits -and flowers,- where" the grapevine7 staggers froni tree to tree as if drunk with the wine 'of its. own purple clusters; ? where the peach and plum , and blood red cherries and every kind of berry bend bough and bush and glow like shower ed drops of rubies and of pearls.- It is the land of the magnolia and the melon, the paradise of cotton and the cane. "They tell us now that it is the new south, but the same old blood runs in the veins of these old veterans and the same old spirit heaves their bosoms and flashes in their eyes; the same old sol dier who 'wielded the musket long ago are pursing their grandchildren on their knees and teaching them the same old lessons of honor and truth, and the sam old love of liberty ; The mocking-bird sings the same old songs in the same old tree and the brooks leap and laugh down the same old hollows. We till the same old fields and drink in the same old springs and climb among the same old rocks and fish an the same old streams. It is the same old south, and we are the same old southern peo- pie. " mere may be skies as blue, but none oiuer: There may be hearts as true, but none Tier.' t is the same old land of the free and the same old home of the brave. It is the same old south resurrected from the dead with the prints of the nails still in its hands and the scars of the spear still in its side 'I'm erlad I am in Dixie. Look away! Look away! In Dixie's land I'll take my stand And live and die for Dixie. I Look away! Look a way I Ljook away down south in Dixie.' t - - 'Vithin the borders of this fair land of Dixie the finest opportunities for in vestment and the richest fields for en terprise and industry ever known in the western hemisphere are now open to all wnojwish to come and help us make it blossom like the rose. A new develop ment has already begun. Thirty years ago jthere was not a factory in South Carolina. Today she is spinning and wearing more cotton than she raises and jis second only to Massachusetts in the manufacture of cotton goods, and North Carolina and Georgia have made equal progress with South Caroina in this bew idea of making the south not only the leader in agriculture, but also in conversing our raw material into finished articles of commerce and trade, and jthus saving to our section count less millions of wealth. In the mount ains J of southwestern Virginia, south eastern Kentucky, east Tennessee, north Alabama, where the sunshine play hide and seek with the shadows and where many rivers are born, there is a beautiful valley 600 miles in length and jfrom 1 to 30 miles wide. Until a quarter of a century ago the principa' product of that country was children. The I people did not realize that the nortp rim of the valley was an almost unbroken vein of coal and that the south rim was an exhaustless bed of' pigirpn, and they placed but little value on the vast parks of timber, where the pxe pad never gleamed; but now the iTnamite has just begun to jar the si lent hills and the forests have just begun m 11 " 1 to i ail. .Birmingham is making the sky of night red with the glare of her fur naces, and all the way up the valley (o the new city of Roanoke new furnaces are being lighted and new industries are developing, and Hunts ville and Decatur and Chattanooga and Knoxville and Johnson City and Bristol, on the line, will soon be ereat manufacturing: cen ters, Where the pig iron and the logs of hardwood which are now being shiDDed away to be converted into finished ar ticles will pass through our own mills and we will cease to be the fools we aa . v pwu AAA WlV 'tUV, ILUJ lUg lUlUltUig made in foreign cities out of our own timber and all the implements of agri culture made out of our own iron. "Ujntil 20 years ago the sons of Miss issippi, v .Louisiana and Arkansas were contested to sit on their verandas and watch the 'nigger' and his lazy mule in the cdtton field and listen to the melo dies of the old plantation. - But- now the Drills of Mississippi are beginning to mingle their music with these melo dies, and the marshes of Louisiana are being converted into rice fields and she is making enough sugar today to sweet en thfe tooth of the world. . ""Arkansas is building factories and openijng her mines and mineral., wealth and sawing down "her great forests of pine. At the close of the civil war Tex as was a wilderness, but now . the, howl of the wolf has given place to the whis tle of j the engine, and the whoop of the Indian has been hushed by the music of machinery. From Texarkana to El Paso prosperous cities and towns have sprung up like prairie flowers, where the wild 'horse once. galloped and the buffalo grazed and great geysers of coal oil have solved the fuel problem. .., "In the full development of this new idea f transforming our raw material into finished goods lies our hope of re gaining our prestige and power in the management of national affairs and of winning back billions of wealth which were wiped out by the destroying angel of wa. r "G xl grant that our beloved old south may be as happy in reaping the golden harvest of prosperity in the years to come as she kas been brave and true through the suffering and woes of ad versity in the - sorrowful years of the past. who dnce wore the gray, in the name of our young men, I congratulate" yoNi upon naving lived to see the dawn of a brighter day for your battle-scarred and war-swept country, i - You. must soon answejr to the roll call of eternityrand join ypur comrades .bn the . other side, I givej you the pledge of your sons that they will ever defend the record you have made and themselves live uo to the traditions of. their fathers. ; " -. I 'fin the name of r our- women both young . and old, ... I implore the bless A T- . . ' 1 " . . . ... ... : - ing oi ineuLiora upon you and . that - as the dews of life's evening are , condens ing on your brow and the shadows p the 7 long, Jong night are gathering about iyou, you may linger long in the twilight with loving hands to load you and loving hearts to bless." . : : ; v : . BILL ABP'S LETTER. . Atlanta Constitution. " j Birthdays are ' very common things in this sublunary world; ' There are sixty millions of them every year and that means about one hundred and fifty thousand e very day or six thou sand every hour.- Just think of it every minute one hundred mortal souls come into this world to live and die, for good or for evil for happiness or misery. As far back as we have any history, sacred or prof ance, kings and princes have celebrated their birthdays with feasts and wine and song and even the humble and the poor take note o: their annual return. Pharaoh cele orated his in Joseph s day and it was on Herod's birthday that the daughter of Herodias danced before him and asked him for the head of John the Baptist. I was ruminating about this because to-day is a notable birthday in my fam ily. The maternal ancestor has at las reached her three-score years and ten the aiioted age or man and woman kind, and from now on every day she lives will be one of grace. David says that the days of our years are three score years and ten, but if by reason of strength they be four score years yet is their strength labor and sorrow Poor old man, he did have a troubled life. He sinned and he repented in great anguish, as he exclaimed, 'My sin is ever before me." Solomon saith, "ihe day of one's death is better than the day of his birth." And Job said, 'Cursed is the night when I was born Jeremiah's life was one of lamentation The maxims and precept of these old prophets and preachers are wonderfully beautiful and have never been equalled, but great men are net always wise, and even Solomon fell from grace and died accursed. The "man who said, "Re joice in the wife of hy youth and be thou always ravished with her love," forsook bis own and consorted with thousand others of all nations, creeds and colors. He reigned eighty years and died a disappointed, dishonored, degraded and miserable old man. But old age is not necessarily unhappy. The poet speaks of "An old age serene and bright, As lovely as a Lapland night,' v 1 t i mi i v and anotner poet says: "ine world is very lovely. Oh, my God, I thank Thee that I live." Our old aga'is very much-what we choose to make it. It is a sad thing to be weary and tired with the weight of years. It is pitiful to loo jk-upon an-old man who never smiles, who has outlived all social pleasures and whose company is neither sought nor desired. For the sake of our neighbors and friends it is our duty to be cheerful in their company we should sometimes smne even n we have to force- it. Let us grow old gracefully. I have now in mind just such an one a hale, healthy old time gentleman of four score years, whose presence is always welcome and whose children, grandchildren and neighbors, and friends give him glad greeting when he comes. He will be missed when he dies, for the world is better that he lives in it. His Christian faith, his moral conduct, his good example and his cheerful disposition are a betf- ediction to the community. But I was thinking about my wife's birthday. There are thirty-seven birth days in our family, and she knows them all and never forgets them. They average-about three a month, but this one of hers is a very "notable one, for she is the maternal ancestor, and this day fulfills her years and crosses the line. Seventy years ago she was born, and not long after that the stars fell. Of course they did." Seventy is a num eral of sacred significance. There were seventy elders of Israel , and seventy wise men compiled the Old Testament. The Jews were kept in captivity seventy years. The Lord sent out seventy of his disciples to preach and teach the . people, and . seventy years is the allotted age of mankind. But my wife is not old. Time has not written any wrinkles on her brow nor furrows on her cheek nor silvered her raven hair. If the long. war had not intervened she would not look more than 50 years now. But the wear and tear of the war and anxiety while flee ing from the foul invader, with six little hungry children tagging after her, made years of months and weeks of days. iBut women, especially mothers, can endure more distress and suffering than men. The maternal instinct keeps them up. They can suffer and be strong. It looks like the motherhood of ten children would wear a woman out, but they seem to thrive on it, and late in life they take on flesh and round up all ' the corners. But " they never stop , work. My wife has made over five thousand little garments and is still making them, for .the little grandchil dren keep coming on. Her reputation for nice' needlework and making but tonholes has been long established, and she isproud of it. She : never stops sewing until- she loses, her spectacles, and then she borrows mine. No, she is not old. : James Kussel Lowell said of Julia I Ward Howe, on iher. seventieth birthday? that it - was. better to . be 70 years young than 40 years old. It ?is iniS - enuurauue, uua uiieexiUiiieBeu- iu adversity, that makes the woman outlive the man. j' There are-three times as many , widows - in tnis community as widowers." '. There' are seventeen in our ittle : Presbyterian church and - only four widowers,5 and the war was not the cause of it. - Maternal love is a preserv ative of health."" It is a- tonic, a pro moter of digestion, a panacea, whereas a-man will pursue money until he loses digestion.- St.' Paul said that "The love of money is the root of all T evil, but "he had no thought of applying it to women, for she has no love for money If she gets any she is not happy u'nti she spends .. it. : The girls said their mother wanted a new bonnet so they got one for, her birthday, and all I bad to do was to nay for it. She always ..lets me do that. She is a free trader and will keep me in decent clothes whether L-want them or not. She al ways was a free trader. I was a - mer chant before we were married and she was my best customer. -She never asked the price of anything, but just bought what she wanted and trusted me to tote fair and deal justly. Good gracious ! What a long time ago that was, and how trim and beau tiful she was to me. She wore No. shoes and stepped like a fawn and flashed her Pocahontas eyes bewitch- ingly when she said goodby. She can flash them yet. Seventy years old and gwine on 71 trying to catch up Maybe, she will hen I am dead, but not till then. I remember when I was twice as old as she was, for I was 12 and she was 6, but she keeps gaining on me. I remember when she was in -her early teens and wore short dresses and pantalets and rode a fast pacing horse while her long black Indian hair hung in tresses down her back. She was a daisy then and she is a daisy yet sometimes. But she can't climb 'sim- mon trees any more. She is 70 the mother of ten children and twenty grandchildren, -and they are scattered from New ""York to the halls of the Montezumas. She is troubled now about her baby boy; who lives under the dark shadows of Popocatepetl, in Mexico, which means the smoking mountain and is smoking now and maybe will burst forth in these volcanic times and destroy the people as at Martinique. Two weeks from to-day will be my birthday and she will give me some thing, I know not a bonnet, but perhaps a summer hat from Porto Rico. A bird in the air whispered that to me Bill Arp. Tale of Two Petrified Ships. Indians have brought to editor Lischke, of the Northern Light, pub lished at Koyukuk, a story of the find ing of two wonderful petrified ships near the highest ridge in the Alaska Kocky Mountains beyond the Arctic circle. Lischke believes the story, and is taking steps to investigate it as soon the snow melts. The petrified ships are said to be located 1,500 miles up the Porcupine River from Fort Yukon, and thence north 100 miles. The Indians say they are 200 yards apart. One lies on its side protruding from the gravel, while the other is nearly upright and uncov ered. The Indians made a hole in the upright vessel and entered the hull, where they found stone utensils which they brought- away and displayed to Lischke. The Indians say that in the same region is- a petrified forest, and ten miles distant a glacier of vast size. Lischke believes that the region vas once a tropical country washed by tropical sea. The ships now petrified may have been stranded during distur bances like those of Martinique and subsequently covered by glaciers which have melted away in recent years, leav ing the vessels exposed. Roosevelt's Warnings. Baltimore Sun. The speech of President Roosevelt at Arlington recently was fraught with weighty utterances, some of which are here appended: r "The men who fail to condemn lynchings and yet clamor about' what has been done in the Philippines are indeed guilty of neglecting the beam in their own eye while taunting their brother about the mote in his." "But bear in mind that these cruel ties in the Philippines have been wholly exceptional and have been shamelessly exaggerated." "The rules of warfare which have been promulgated by the War Depart ment and accepted as a basis of conduct by our troops in the field are the rules laid down by Abraham Lincoln when you, my hearers, were fighting for the Union." "We conquer to bring just and responsible civil government to the' con quered. "When they fthe Filipinosl have thus shown their capacity for real free dom by their power of self-government, then, and not until then, will it be pos sible to decide whether they are to exist independently of us or be knit to us by .ties of common friendship-and interest. " ' - "The shadow of our destiny has already reached to the shores of Asia." History of Wachorla In North Caro- . Una. . . . The Outlook. This is a valuable contribution to American" history, as well as to the history of the Moravian Church. The twin towns' of Salem And Winston in North Carolina, ' divided only by-a street, date their ; history from v the Moravian settlements: in Wachovia the - name originally given toy the dis- net, from the name of Count Zmzen- dorf's; estate in : Austria". Hither "the emigrants came in 1753 by a six weeks' ourney through the forests from i the Moravian r settlement - at Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. Tne - history of their enterprise in its perils; its preservation from hostile whites ; and ; Indians, its institutions,' and - its success, ; is fully told by De :'Clewell from, records hitherto unpublished. It is a timely publication for this centennial year, of the Salem Female Academy, the. third in point of age of American school for the high educated of women. ; - SAM JOIf B AT WILKBSBOBO. Correspondence Charlotte Observer. Wilkesboro, f June 4. Everr since last fall when Sam" Jones lectured ;. here and promised to come back andhold a week's meeting the' people, have been preparing f or s the i meeting. . . A llarge tent htted witn electric mrnis nas ueeu prepared and thousands of people; anx inuslv awaited his arrival- Monday; but he did n6t reach here " until- Tuesday, The meeting has been going on since Sunday, conducted by - Revs. 'Walter Holcomb and George Stuart. - Sam Jones preached "his first sermon last night to about 2,000 people. - He made a few remarks before read ing his text. " They were sarcastic, pa- lihetic, ridiculous and otherwise. ' He said that, owing to pis health, being constantly under the care of physicians for six weeks, he would not attempt to hold a meeting anywhere else than at Wadesboro. - He said he was - much concerned about the people of Wilkes, and that there was as much mental capacity in Wilkes as in any county in the , world. He said that Western North Carolina and East Tennessee had produced some of the greatest men of the country. . He' said that the worst enemy to the people of Wilkes is themselves. "You are just like your daddies. Your dad dies were old whiskey-soaks and distik lers and their kids are the same things. You needn't talk to me about your daddy. I care nothing about him, be cause I'veseen his kid; and the more I see of the kids the less I think of your daddies. Why, bless you, your old daddy is in hell a frying and unless you quit this whiskey business you'll go there, too." He paid his respects to the preachers of the county and said that they were nothing but little jack asses running about over these hills. He said that there were many people who would get mad at what he said. "But," said he, "I don't care. I'm going to shoot into the hole you're in, and you'll come out a-humpin' ' and swearing you wern't in there." The "hardshells" received a punch. He said that "you hardshells will get mad; why, bless you, you are so narrow be tween the eyes that I could jab both your eyes out with one finger." His text was Proverbs 11:19: "As righteousness tends to the light, so he that pursueth evil pursueth it to his own death." Upon the whole his ser- man was logical and to the - text, inter spersed by his wit and ridicule. The worst evil he found in Wilkes was the liquor business., "The worst crime you can commit is to tank up on liquor. Then you are ready for any crime; ready to murder your fellow-man, your wife or anybody else. Then tell me what your dady done. I've got no used for you nor your daddy neither. A man who makes whisky has no con science. I had as soon hunt for con science in an ahgator as to hunt for it in a distiller." Speaking of those who would get of fended at what he said, Jones remark ed: "You can take me to a hole in that river twenty feet deep and tie a rock that will weigh a hundred, pounds to my neck and plunge me in and drown me, but every babbling wave that passes over my dead body will say that you drowned an honest man who had the courage to stand up and speak his con victions. l intend to do it and you can't help it, you lousy devil, you. If what I say is the truth there has got to be something done. If what I say is a lie-then you ought to come up here and knock me down and stamp me in this sawdust, Some of you little devils have got a pistol in your pocket, you little cowards, you. Say, bud, let me tell you what you do. You go home and kill a dog I mean commit suicide Now, what are you going to do about it? Do you know?" Sam J. then bounced on the swearers and said that "a man who will cuss be fore his wife and children is not fit to be the daddy of a litter of pups." In closing his sermon he said "You'll never make the State of Wilkes what it ought to be until you get the still houses out. What you n.ed is more churches and fewer jugs, more prayer-meetings and fewer ; drinkers; more school houses and- fewer dis tilleries." - Won His Bet After 22 Years. Cincinnati Enquirer. Zack Snyder has just won a wager made 20 years ago. In 18j$0 Snyder and G. A. Mix decided that the spire of the Methodist -Church m Byron, 111., was insecure and would soon blow over. Mix bet Snyder that it would fall to the north, while Snyder held out that it was going over to the east. The result was a bet of a box of cigars, and. they cleverly planned to get the weeds in ad vance. They went to the store of T. A. Jewett and told him of the bet," and that the loser would pay when it was decided. Jewett, not suspecting the terms of the wager, turned over a box of cigars to the pair, and he has been waiting for his money all these years. .Last Tuesday the steeple .succumbed to the fury of the storm - that prevailed in that region, the structure tumbling over to the east, and Mix, . remember ing his wager, called on Jewett and planked down the maney. " - - Dp to ttae Doe. HoUick -"Your dog bit me last night in the leg, T want to know what you are gomg to do about it." - , - : Lambley "O, I shan't do anything, unless the dog should come down' with some disease. In that case, of course, I shall hold you responsible." ; I wonder why children are so quick to pick-up slang,'" said the small boy's mother, disconsolately. - - , . 'Probably.: answered the serious person; 'it is oecause tne constant rep etition of such words as 'goo goo' and itchy kitchy' in infancy gives them :. -a deep-rooted contempt for words that are in the dictionary. ,". TII1S CROPS OF KANSAS. Atlanta Journal. ' In spite of the ; failure ' of the - corn crop in Kansas last year that State is still prosperous. "Kansas is a remark able State. 'rJEts; lands are very fertile and when one crop fails another is apt to succeed.- "The history of the State shows, says the Kansas City Star, that a large and harmonius. yield of all crops is much more'likely than a serious fall ing off in any of them.- Last year there wts a failure of the.com crop, but, as a compensation," the yield of wheat was enormous. This year,- according to the Star, the wheat crop will be somewhat smaller, but there : is promise of " the largest corn crop in many years. The Secretary of Agriculture says that not Only are the conditions exceptionally fine, owing to the penetrating rains of the past month, but the acreage is un usually large. More than one-half the wheat ground that has been abandoned has been put in corn, in addition to . the normal corn area. ' It is hardly to be expected-, that the present prices of corn will be kept . up, but if Kansas can make an average crop and sell it at anything like two thirds of the current price, her farmers will make enormous profits; ' . y , Our export trade continues to increase and so our factories are as busy as they can be. If we have good crops thi-j year there is every promise that our prosperity will continue for a long time to come. Reports froni Kansas and from other States of the West are moi-t encouraging, and unless there shall be some setback hereafter we shall have a ; rich harvest. " .: .. . Hlfcsed at Their Marriage. ' - Worcester, Mass., June 4. More than 1,000 women gathered in St. John's Catholic Church this morning ; and vented their" disappoy.al of the mar riage of Dr. Maurice W. Quiiin,of. Brockton, to Miss Mary E. Donaher, of this city, by a storm " of groans and hisses. The detail of police eta tioned ; at the" church entrance had anticipated trouble, but their efforts to prevent the hissing were unavailing, and not until -the bridal couple had left the church v did the hostile demonstration cease. The angry women crowded in - the church were "championing the cause of Bertha E. Condon, whor figured in an alleged attempt to kill Dr. ' Quinn at Brockton on May 14. Miss ., Condon fired four shots from a revolver at Dr. Quinn, who she asserted had ruined her upon his promise of marriage. The young woman was arrested and is now held in $1,000 -bond for trial. It was . feared that she would makfe an attempt : to kill Dr. Quinn at the altar this morn ing, but she did not appear, to the evi dent disappointment of the large crowd of women who sympatized with her. ' Dr. Quinn and his bride left on their wedding journey this afternoon and the couple were guarded, by a squad of police until they went aboard the train.. Fitzhnsn Lee's Only Scare, "v; - ; - When Fitzhugh Lee was Governor of Virginia he responded to an invitation to attend a reunion of veterans in one of the cities of Florida. He went to a fashionable hotel, expecting to have to pay a fancy price for accommodations, but not prepared for the staggering rates he found framed on the door of his apartments. "I was not, at that time, in a - posi tion to incur extravagant expenses," he says, "and the only way that I could see out of my predicament was to go to the clerk and state that an un expected matter of pressing importance demanded my immediate return to Richmond. This program I carried out, and then bracing myself, asked how much my bill was. " 'Your bill?' said the hotel man. 'Why you don't owe us anything. It's an honor for this hotel to have the Governor of Virginia as a guest, and we could not think of accepting pay from you." Then Fitz Hugh was, mad with him self. - A Desperate Strueele. - At least 100 persens were injured in Chicago on the 4th, during the riots caused by the strike of teamsters em ployed by the packing houses. Some ' of the injured are believed to be fatally hurt. A caravan of wagons laden with meat ! to be delivered to provisions dealers left . the stockyards at 9 a. m., under heavy , police protection. It returned at night after an all-day fight between the police and mobs of strike sympathizers. Thef police fired many shots, mostly in the air. ' A conference was held at night to take steps for settling the strike by arbi tration. The strike of drivers for the ' Chicago department stores has been settled. - ' - The soldiersof the First Illinois Regi ment are held in readiness to be order-. ed out at any time. - ' It RXakes a Difference. Raleigh Post. Judge Clark writes a friend in Greens boro that he is not "opposed" to (mill) corporations, owning,stock in one him self and having sons who are managers of mills and most excellent and useful citizens they are,- 'too but- his com plaint is against other corporations m which he does not now own any stock, - though he did-once upon a time. , The Judgerecenuy muuigea nis writ-' ine propensity in a letter to a friend," also in Greensboro, in which he stated without qualification that "tThe Wilson. letter is a tissue .of falsehood," and yet' but a little while afterward, in his letter' . which ,he- signed -himself he substan-, 1 tially admitted the most serious charges and failed to deny or note". others but little if any, less serious.":-' ' .' A cynic is usually a man whosewife is. a pessimist and whose best friend is an .optimist. us --r