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Peace Associations—Arbitration.
The annual meeting of the Peace Society was
held in London last May. At that meeting it
was stated that the armaments of Europe cost
annually nearly $800,000,000; that millions of
men were not only not producing anything,
but were trained and stood ready and prepared
to destroy that which others have created—to
destroy life.
Recently the Friends’ Peace Convention as
sembled at Pleasant Hill, Iowa, and was ad
dressed by Senator James F. Wilson, after
which a resolution was passed strongly com
mending the efforts being made to have the na
tions adopt the policy of international arbitra
tion.
With the efforts made, and the example al
ready set by this country, we may confidently
look for continual spread of the principles of
aibitration as against going to war to settle
national differences. And we are not sura but
that the increased destructiveness ot war-like
armaments and implements may be productive
of the same end.
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Atlanta. Ga.
The Anglo-Irish Issue.
Lord Bramwell, one of the foremost jurists
of England, believes that the issue between
Ireland and the English Government has never
been fairly stated in this country, and he has
prepared for the August number of the Forum
a paper in which he has endeavored to tell the
story in an impartial manner. An article of
the kind from such a source is likely to com
mand general attention.
A Chi Phi Club House.
During the recent commencement of the
University of Georgia, at Athens, several
alumni members of the Eta Chapter of Chi
Phi held a meeting for the purpose of inaugu
rating a movement to erect a club house for
the Chi Phis at Athens. They propose to buy
a suitable lot and begin the erection of a house
as soon as §2,500 is raised. All the large cities
in the State were represented, and all pledged
themselves to work for the success of the pro
ject. _
Georgia State and County Fairs.
The Georgia State Fair will be held at Ma
con, commencing October 24 and continuing
one week. E. C. Grier is secretary, at Macon,
Ga
The North-east Georgia Fair Association
third annual fair—opens at Athens on Novem
ber 1 to 5. Sylvanus Morris is secretary, at
Athens, Ga. The Burke County Georgia Fair
will be held at Waynesboro from November 0
to 8th. W. A. Wilkins is president, at Waynes
boro, Ga. _
North and South Carolina and Ala
bama State Fairs.
The North Carolina State Fair, at Raleigh,
begins October 18 and continues a week. John
Nichols is secretary at Raleigh, N. C.
The South Carolina Agricultural Society
Fair opens at Columbia, November 8 to 11th.
T. W. Holloway is secretary, at Pomaria,
S. C.
The Alabama State Fair, at Montgomery,
commences October 17, continuing one week.
H. C. Davidson is secretary, at Montgomery,
Aiabama.
Development Follows Bailway Build
ing.
Ex-Governor Bullock had hardly stepped off
the steamer in New York the other day before
a reporter interviewed him. About progress
in the South the ex-Governor said: “There is
a great deal of railroad building in progress all
over the South, and more railroad enterprises
are constantly projected. 6ur people have just
begun to learn what the West discovered twen
ty-five years ago, that railroads must be pio
neers. You must have railroads in this day
and age to develop any undeveloped country.
We have the largest stretch of country on the
continent which is undeveloped, and railroads
are a necessity.”
Madame scbultze.
We note with pleasure the fact that the em
inent Madam Von der Hoya Schultze has been
added to the faculty of the Sunny South Sem
inary. Madam Schultze is probabably the
most prominent musical educator in the South ;
being to this country |what Madam Schumann is
to Germany. Her methods in her work are
the finest we have seen, and readily force their
merits upon all who notice for a moment the
wonderful intellectual as well as mechanical
musical growth of her pupils. At a recent
reception tendered the music class of the
Seminary by the Madam and her talented
young son, Arma Dea, they gave a programme
of such merit and beauty as to completely cap
ture the heart of every one present. All the
young ladies, we are sure, must have carried
lasting recollections of these master musicians
to their several homes, which homes, we are
informed, are scattered over eight different
States. The placing of the Piano and Organ
schools of the Seminary in the hands of such
an artist as Madam Schultze is but keeping
with the progressive spirit manifest m every
department of this popular institution, and we
predict even greater results at its hand than we
have yet seen.
Our Brother in Black.
Formal application for a charter for the Col
ored World’s Fair Association of America has
been made, and among the incorporators are
named Philip Joseph, T. Taomas Fortune, Rev.
C. O. Fisher, Jacob McKinley and other prom
inent colored men of different parts of the
United States. The capital stock is fixed at
§20,000, with privilege to increase it to $50,000.
A convention of the National Colored Press
will be held at Louisville. Ivy., August 0th.
Tnere will be reports and discussions on
“Power of the Negro Press” and on the “Re
ligious, Educational and Social Status of the
Negro. ’
Prof. James Porter, principal of the Yazoo,
Miss., schools, will publish a new edition of
his grammar published years ago. He is said
to be the only man of the Negro race who has
published a treatise in the English language.
The Ninth Letter.
With what frequency and with what em
phasis does it occur in the speeches of some
men! If these productions are put into print,
the run upon the capitals of this letter is such
as to exhaust the resources of an ordinary
office. Some of these speakeas might faintly
blush, were it pointed out to them how this
pronoun stands foremost in every sentence.
We do not know. We are afraid that they are
fully persuaded that the main purpose of their
speaking is to tell about themselves. If asked
to discuss some topic with which their indi
vidual opinions have nothing to do, they can ■
not avoid obtruding thei* personalities. The
fact that they are not so important to others
as to themselves, never forces itself upon their
convictions. Their speeches are made up of
what I think and what I feel and what 1 have
seen and what I have heard; and one might
infer that these personal experiences furnished
all the knowledge with which they are sup
plied. However grand the subject of their or
atory, they manage to throw it entirely in the
background and make themselves the leading
feature of the occasion. They are anxious that
their hearer) shall go away thrilled with the
intense interest of the matter discussed only
so far as they are filled with admiration for the
propounders. All this is bad enough when
the personage whom this oft-repeated third
vowel presents will bear being paraded before
an audience. But if his character is such that
it will suffer by inspection, it would be wiser if
the hearers were lured into an utter oblivion
of the speaker by the speech. No higher com
pliment than this can listeners pay to an ora
tor. When all cease to think of his looks, his
gestures, the tones of his voice and the con
struction of his sentences amid the absorbing
interest in his theme, he has indeed laid upon
them the spell of his power. But such a sway
can be wielded only by a man who is entirely
full of his subject; it cannot be exerted by one
with whom self ranks the sermon.
For Better or for Worse.
We are very far from being an advocate for
divorces. On the contrary, we severely con
demn and deeply deplore the facili ies afforded
by our courts of law for men and women to
lay aside old loves and take on new. Judges
and juror’s in many cases too hastily conclude
that God hath not joined parties who have mar
ried and upon this judgement proceed to put
them aa under. We are, however, of the opin
ion that mistakes are made about marriage as
about anything else—that parties are joined in
wedlock who are made not happy, but misera
ble by reason of such union, and who should
therefore be suffered to live apart. We reckon
courtships are conducted now with about as
much probability of the man’s getting the
right woman and the woman’s getting the
right man as they ever have been. Other con-
siderations than the electing affection of the
contracting parties have no more influence
now than they did of old. It always has been,
we suppose alwayB will be, that men and
women find the real which they have married
quite different from the ideal which they were
marrying. Without being able to claim them
selves deceived, peisoqs sometimes tire of hus
band or wife from a change of tastes. The
man may cease to be satisfied with the
woman who for years met his every
requirement. The woman who worshipped
while she looked upon the man’s head of gold,
may be moved with loathing and disgust when
she casts her eyes upon the parts that are of
iron and clay. Changes like these do occur
sometimes and when the result is a disaffec
tion that destroys all domestic happiness, a
living apart would be preferable. Of course
we condemn as absurd the plea of incompati
bility so often set up because of some little dis
agreements. Did every dispute between hus
band and w.fe resul. i i a separation, we feir
few would be living together. But when years
of discord has settled it beyond question that
harmony is impossible, a living apart is the
wiser alternative. We do not mean that both
or either should be set free to try the experi
ment with some other person. Divorce in
that sense should not be allowed save in ex
treme cases. But separate living may be al
lowed wheie happy living together is clearly
impossible. _ * *
Where Has the Force Gone P
During the last month much speaking has
been going on in this country. Clergymen by
the hundred have been preaching “commence
ment sermons”; professional speech-makers
have by the hundred been delivering “com
mencement orations.” Colleges and high
schools have vied with each other in their ef
forts to secure the best speaking ability; and
it may be that those selected for these tasks
have vied with each other in the ambition to
prove that in choosing him the school for which
he spoke has been markedly discerning or ex
ceptionally fortunate. Brains have been taxed
and the physical powers have been laid under
heavy contribution. Force has been expended.
Where has it gone? The late day philosophy
claims that power cannot be lost—that it
merely passes from one form into another.
The theory is plausible; but where goes the
force put forth by a speaker who addresses a
ciowd merely as part of a programme, without
any purpose or hope of influencing their ac
tions. He perhaps pleases. He may at one
moment have them convulsed with laughter,
and anon they may be melted to tears. Save,
however, some rounds of applause, there is lit
tle manifestation of effect. For an hour or
two, or perchance for a few days, different
persons of the audience will say to one another,
“What a fine speaker! What a magnificent
oration!” But this soon ceases to be said, and
all recollections of the speech, if not of tbe
speaker, pass from their minds. It may be,
however, that the force which has glided over
hundreds without an impress has dropped into
some mind - a seed thought which may excite
hundreds to think and millions to act. The
orator, even, on occasions that are not gotten
up for show, must not expect to influence all
his hearers. He may regard himself as com
pensated for all his effort of body and mind if
he stirs even one to believing and doing.
A Change and the Season for It.
A St. Louis druggist states that a great
chauge has taken place during the last twenty
years in the amount of medicine called for by
prescriptions sent to drug stores by physicians.
He declares that “not one-fifth of the medicine
is administered now that was prescribe! ten
years ago, and not a physician in the city ever
thinks of giving the doses that were common
in 1867.”
He claims that this change may be traced
directly to homeopathy, and points to the fact,
in support of his -assertion, that wherever the
honeopathists have not found a foothold, as in
the smaller towns and rural districts, the old
system continues in undiminished vigor. This
druggist professes to be an unbeliever in home
opathy, but he expresses the belief that “it has
done a valuable service to the community in
delivering them from the old idea that a dose
of medicine was beneficial in direct proportion
to its size and neatness.”
However this may be, we do know that the
doses of medicine administered to patients
have been greatly diminished in size of late
years. We have been told of a case in which
a physician in an adjoining State prescribed
for a patient, suffering from an attack of colic,
a pill containing one-fiftieth of a grain of mor
phine, to be repeated at intervals, and the
treatment proved efficacious, the patient taking
but two or three of these pills. And this treat
ment proved effective in more than one case.
What physician would have thought of admin
istering such infinitesim U doses twenty years
ago?
We are pleased to state that Mrs. Julia Rule,
is our authorized local agent at Shreveport, La.
Any courtesies extended to her as our repre
sentative, will be gratefully appreciated at this
office.
Color Will Tell.
It is not necessary to go to the Northern
pleasure resorts, where negroes jostle against
the ultra fashionables and their imitators, to
find color prejudice bobbing up in its strongest
form. It will be found even in the more se
cluded walks of life. A negro lawyer of New
York tells his experience in some restaurants
in that city, which is Interesting as showing
that the color line is not confined to the South,
but runs squarely athwart the North, fencing
in or out as you please, as many of the people
of that section as of the other. In one restau
rant he was refused on the ground that they
were not cooking at that time, though appear
ances were against this excuse, for quite a
number of persons were eating at various ta
bles, and he sensibly came to the conclusion
that his color was the real reason for refusal.
In another, he says, “the waiter threw napkin,
knife, fork, plate, food, etc., at me as if I were
a wild animal and he was afraid of being bit
ten;” and when he paid his bill the proprietor
told him that although he personally bad no
objection to serving a negro, his white custom
ers did not like it, and he prudently took the
hint and did not call again. In still another,
where he had taken several meals, he was po
litely invited to stay away by being informed
that the white customers of the establishment
objected to his presence. The colored pastor
of a church in Georgetown, S, C., confirms
the existence of this prejudice in the
North. He states that in a recent trip through
that section he “was subjected to numberless
insults by men who kept hotels and restau-
lants.” This after a quarter of a century of
freedom enjoyed by the negro and the efforts
put by his super-serviceable friends to make
the white people take him into their social em
brace.
But this prejudice against color is not con
fined to this country, for a report comes of a
notable instance in which it cropped out at the
jubilee of Queen Victoria. When the royal
guests at Buckingham Palace were ahout to go
to supper, the King of Saxony was informed
that he had been selected to escort the Queen
of Hawaii in to supper, when he replied, in
what will be regarded as vigorous Saxon: “The
devil I am! I’ll see everybody d—d first be
fore I take a black woman in to supper!”
That was pretty rough to occur at Victoria’s
jubilee, but it was effectual, somebody else
had to escort the “colored lady” in to supper.
The color line bobs up serenely wherever the
white and black people run up against each
other on territory under the rule of the impe
rious Caucassian. In some places it is less
marked than in others, probably for pruden
tial reasons or some visionary sentiment, but
it is there all the same. The great Napoleon
is credited with saying that it is easier to an
nihilate an army than a prejudice. Those who
have labored for a quarter of a century lo
sweep prejudice against color from this coun
try are in a position to realize the truth of this
assertion.
“The Constitution and Gurriere.”
“R. R. T.,” Jefferson, Texas, some weeks
ago asked about an old song concerning the
naval engagement between the Constitution
and Gurriere, which was only partially an
swered in these columns. Since then a sub
scriber, writing from Memphis, Tenn., won
ders “if he wants the poem (issued over forty
years ago) beginning thus:
'It ofitmes has been told
Tbac tbe British sailors bold
Could flag tbe tars ot France so neat and handy, 01
But they never found their match
Till tne Yankees did them catch;
Ob! the Yankee boys lor flgh.lng are tbe dandy, O!'
“I don’t remember another verse, but in one
of them it tells how Captain Hull gave the sail
ors gunpowder in their grog.”
The song mentioned, entitled “The Consti
tution and Gurriere,” was published (as a
friend at our elbow, who saw it when a boy,
tellB us) in a small volume about the size of the
small edition of Gospel Hymns, containing
about one hundred ballads and other patriotic
songs, inspired by and commemorative of the
land and naval battles which occurred during
the Revolutionary war and the war of 1812.
Another verse of the above song ran thus:
“Tbe Gurriere, a frigate bold,
O'er the foaming ocean rolled,
Commanced by proud Dacres, the grandee, O!
With choice of British crew
As e’er a rammer drew,
They could fl og tbe Frenchmen twotoonesobandyOI
Another song in the volume, inspired by the
victory at New Orleans and entitled “The
Hunters of Kentucky,” began thus:
“Ye gentlemen and ladles fair
Who grace this famous city,
Just listen, If you’ve time to spare,
While I rehearse a ditty.”
This song was written just after the battle of
New Orleans, and was first sang in that city.
It told of the cotton bags breastworks, the
British watch-word, “Beauty and Booty,” and
all complimentary to “The Hunters of Ken
tucky,” each verse terminating with those four
words.
As to the authorship, so far as our informa
tion goes, it is unknown. It is quite certain,
however, that Longfellow was not the author,
for the above songs were sung in public ten
years before Longfellow appeared before the
public. The little volume mentioned was pub
lished about sixty years ago. Its contents
were much more patriotic than classical, and
far below the standard of the distinguished
pyet mentioned.
Hocked to Sleep.
Writing of the habits of the fur-seal, Mr.
E liott tells how luxuriously these creatures
take their naps in the billows of the sea. The
thick layer of blubber and tne coats of soft fur
in which these seals are enveloped, enable
them to sleep with comfort on the hard ledges
of the shore, and it makes them seem all the
greater favorites of Nature that she takes them
to her bosom in the yielding waves of the sea.
As they rest on the water, they seem to
sleep as sound and as comfortable, bedded on
the waves or rolled by the swell, as they do on
the land. They lie on their backs, fold the
fore-flippers down across the chest, and turn
the hind ones up and over, so that the tips rest
on their necks and chins, thus exposing only
the nose and the heels of the hind-flippers
above water, nothing else being seen. In this
position, unless it is very rough, the seal sleeps
as serenely as did the subject of that memora
ble song, who was—
“Rocked in the cradle of the deep.”
Why We Love South Caro
lina.
Eoitok Sunny Socth: We love South Car
olina for its grand and glorious history. Two
hundred and sixteen years have glided into the
past since that struggling eerm of civilization
budded and blossomed at Port Royal.
In 1080 thirty rude huts marked the present
site of Charleston; but soon like a spring tide,
the settlers came thronging thick and fast.
The weary asd oppressed of over-crowded
Europe despising despotism, sought the mys
terious West to worship their God and mend
their broken fortunes. Toey reached the shores
of Carolina and here were blended into a cos
mic population—a population which is the liv
ing exponent of those three grand words, Fra
ternity, Equality and Liberty.
In this prosperous and peaceful period we
can but remotely conceive their dangers ai.d
hardships. They were bounded on the one
side by the treacherous Atlantic infested with
pirates; and on the other by the unexplored
wilderness peopled with roving barbarians.
Internal dissensions and Spanish intrigues
kept them in constant commotion, while the
deadly malaria swept hundreds into premature
graves. Inured from tbe cradle to trials of
strength and exhibitions of valor, tbe Caroli
nians rapidly grew into a self-reliant, inde
pendent, God fearing people. That spirit of
independence prompted them, in 1719, to
break loose from t^p tyrannical reign of the
Lords’ Proprietors. Forever be it remembered
that Carolina was the first colony in America
to establish a Constitutional Government. The
clanking of British chains made discord and
strife supreme in this State for fifty-seven bit
ter years. The thrilling news from LexiDgton
came and electrified the Carolinians. Manly
hearts swelled with thoughts of freedom and
revenge. Self was forgotten—Lexington rang
in every ear. Venerable, gray-headed states
men, solemnly cast the die of Revolution
against the proud Queen of the watery king
dom, while her splendid navy hovered along
our defenseless coasts.
Fort Moultrie was built. General Lee,
glancing at the small square of palmetto logs,
contemptuously said to Moultrie: “The Brit
ish fleet will knodt it about your ears in ten
minutes,” but witn heroism more than Spartan
did he answer: “We will fight them behind
the walls and still prevent the landing.” The
defenders of Fort Moultrie were linked in toe
holy bonds of liberty. They deemed it more
honorable to die freemen than to live slaves,
and they freely and fearlessly bared their
bosoms to the terrors of war and death. Pride
was at stake—and the noble 435 resolved to
shed the last drop of blood in defense of moth
er, home and heaven. In those walls stood
Jasper and McDonnell—the bravest of the
brave—the knightliest of the knightly. Amid
the volumes of smoke and fire, and hostile roar
of 300 guns, the Carolinians stood firm and
steady, and the glorious victory on the 28th
of June, 1776, proclaimed to the world that no
longer would America crouch and cower at the
feet of George the Third.
With the wild idconstancy of fortune, the
war ran on, till at last Carolina, overpowered
by British numbers, lay as one paralyzed. She
was not dead, but, sleeping; and like a giant
from his slumbers, she arose at the clarion
calls of Sumter, Marion and Williams. Swifter
than eagles, stronger than lions, these patriotic
warriors were everywhere—almost ubiquitous.
Slowly, foot by foot, the invading host was
driven from our soil, till, at last, South Caro
lina was herself again. Camden and Cowpeus,
Eutaw and Ninety Six, are consecrated spots
of glory, deserving our high and lasting com
memoration.
The land was fiee—the time now came to
free the ocean. In the war of 1812 the melodi
ous logic of Langdon, Cheves and Calhoun,
roused and ruled tbe Senate, and the rhythmic
accents of their eloquence were chorused from
the lakes to the gulf, by a national acclama
tion.
We now come to the Mexican war; and at
this period need we indulge in useless eulogy?
“To paint the lily* to throw perfume on the
violet, is wasteful and ridiculous excess.” The
Palmetto regiment constituted the very soul of
the army. They were ever foremost in the
conflict, the most valiant while fighting, and
the last to retreat. “They bore the Palmetto
flag westward and carved the Lone Star State
from the heritage of the Montezuma?, and left
on the field of Churubusco an example to be
no more gloriously followed by the six hun
dred at Balaklava.”
Mexico was the renowned theatre of Caro
lina’s courage; bwt equally grand was her role
in the mighty strife yet so fresh in our minds,
that fertilized fields with the carnage of mil
lions, and shook the Union from foundation
rock to turret. From the Blue Ridge to the
Atlantic we can yet trace by charred ruins and
desolated plains, the march of our foe. In that
struggle we had the courage of our convictions.
True, we were conquered and suffered, but, in
the language of Father Ryan: “A land with
out ruins, is a land without memories; a land
without memories, is a land without liberty."
The swords are now beaten into ploughshares.
The hag of hate has fled, and the angel of good
feeling is in our midst. Clinging in memory
affectionate to the heroic past, let us grate
fully remember the noble Confederates who
died for principle, but let us gratefully forget
tbe bitterness of the past.
We love South Carolina for its glowing gal
axy of great men. We thank those champions
of ’76 who gave us liberty.
We thank Chris »pher Gadsden. With un
clouded vision he penetrated the curtain of fu
turity, clearly foresaw the inevitable conflict,
and, lion-hearted, was foremost to counsel re
sistance. What Hampden was to England.
Gadsden was to America. One of nature’s
noblemen, encased in the armor of integrity,
he stood sans peur tt sans reproche. The no
blest eulogv on this pure man is a simple re
cital of the life he led.
John Rutledge, too, was a beacon-light in
tbe midnight of despair. Nature and art con
spired to render him the nestor of the legal
profession. He deserved all the high testimo
nials of public regard heaped upon him, and
the Union to-day is better and stronger be
cause it is the native land of John Rutledge.
Crepuscular lights flashed along the East ere
the Middletons, and Laurens, and Draytons,
*nd Pickneys, sank to their eternal slumbers,
and new stars arose in the persons of Legare
Cheves, Prescott, Hayne and Hammond, till at
last came John C. Calhoun—“The noblest
Roman of them all.” He scattered the light of
his genius on the Constitution. Guided by the
angel of Progress, and following the pole-star
of Truth, he made the whole globe the entabla
ture of his fame; so that, to-day, “Wheresc
ever among men a heart shall be found that
beats to the transports of patriotism and liberty,
its aspirations shall be to claim kindred with
the immortal spirit of ‘John C. Calhoun.
Amid the storms of state the gentle lamp of
letters died not in South Carolina.
W. Gilmore Simms—the Walter Scott of tbe
South—with a versatile brush has painted in
poetry and in prose the customs and character
istics of the sunny South. In four lines he
compressed philosophy enough to render any
life a splendid success:
' O boy, man, what a world is In the keeping
Of him who nobly aims and bravely tolls
Speed to tbe work, we’l! »'l have time f r sleeping
When we’re shnfflsd eff these mortal eons.”
James H. Thornwell, who with an imperial
pen traced golden lines on the profoundest of
human themes. A long life consecrated to pi
ous work has secured his immortality here,
and won him an incorruptible crown in Heav
en.
Timrod and Hayne whose delicate cadences
and spirit-stirring lyrics have gladdened, beau
tified, and elevated millions of homes.
Carolina to-day proudly points to her enter
prising. intellectual, upright sons. To-day we
are thankful that Wade Hampton lives—Wade
Hampton, the political Joshua, who, in 1876,
led us from the wilderness of Radicalism, rot
tenness and ruin, into the sunlit valleys of hon
esty, order and liappiress-
We love South Carolina for its noble women.
Christianity, science and noble women have
ever been the august trinity of progress.
In peace, the women have been the guardian
angels of our advancement—in war the silvery
lining to the clouds.
Forever will they remain the proper subjects
for our admiration, our love, our reverence and
devotion.
We love South Carolina for its magnificent
future. Education has embraced with loving
arms the population of our commonwealth.
The State College and the Citadel are two
mighty intellectual wings, that have borne
thousands of young men above the fogs into
the sunlight of broad wisdom. No conflicts
between capital and labor break up the foun
tains of our political deep. The governmental
machinery works smoothly and frictionless.
The merry music of cotton factories resounds
from Oconee to the Atlantic. An Eldcradoot
wealth is stored in our phosphate deposits.
We can rejoice as we contemplate the fertil -
ty of our soil, the richness of our resources,
the glory of our history, the noble sacrifices
made in securing it.
“Flag of our homes and liberties and memo
ries wave on, wave ever.”
Hexi:y S. Haktzog.
Bamberg, S. C.
MUSINGS OF MY EVENTIDE.
Bishop Fierce—Man and Book.
BY REV. A. A. LIPSCOMB, D. D.
FORTY-FIRS T PAPER.
L
The address on “Learning and Religion,”
which was noticed in my last essay, was deliv
ered before the literary societies of Emory Col
lege, and a considerable portion of it was de
livered about two years after on the anniver
sary occasior of the American Bible Society,
New York, in May, 1844. I read the pamphlet
edition of the New York speech, and subse
quently quite a full report of it in the annual
report of the society. My pamphlet copy,
which I valued highly, has been lost; but I re
member it, at the time of its publication, in
connection with a most complimentary criti
cism by the Rev. Dr. Stockton.
Dr. S. was not given to excessive laudation,
and, while thoroughly truthful and sympathetic
in literary estimates of authors and their pro
ductions, was a most loyal disciple of the old
masters in the school of criticism. I recall the
glow of feeling with which he spoke of the
marvelous speech, aud how he himself quoted
the finest of its paragraphs—the one describing
the genius of Luther evoking the Bible from its
retreat to disenchant the nations. I can never
forget the dramatic power which Dr. Stockton
assumed suddenly in his library when—rising
fr >m his chair—he recited the splendid pas
sage, “What was the reformation but the res
urrection of the Bible?” The A. B. S. report
of the address was the one quoted from, which
strikes me as somewhat stronger, in certain
sentences, than the volume edition. Thus:
‘But Luther evoked the Bible and its precepts
from its priscn-hiuse, and the word of God
breathed the warm breath of life upon the val
ley of vision and upon the sleeping. Lethean
sea. Intellect burst from the trance of ages,
dashed aside the portals of her dark duDgeon,
felt the warm sunlight relax her stiffened
limbs, forged her fetters into swords, and
fought her way to freedom and to fame.”
Although I spent much time in Dr. S.’s
library, thi) is the only instance I recall
when he gratified me by a private orator
ical performance in the most vivid style of
his amazing genius for expression. But this
aside. For scop* and vigorous continuity
of. thought, the < ixford address sustains Us
sublimity and practicalness on the broadest
pla eau. And yet how unawares associations
add their subtle chaims to our happy hours
and beautify the foreground of memory I At
the age I then was—young enough to be trans
ported to Arcadia on aDy invocation by. the
genius of another, and yet old enough to
choose and venerate “My Masters,” how re-
splendently comes back the tall and impres
sive figure of Thomas Newlings Stockton, dra-
matiz.ng in his unrivalled manner his concep
tionof George Foster Pierce!
II.
Another of the Bishop’s notable addresses,
given in his delightful volume, has revived
memories of the most agreeable nature. I re
fer to the Commencement Address before the
University of Georgia, earlier by several years
than the time mentioned in the foot-note, page
203, July 1878 The topic was Public Opinion
By some most befitting consensus, the occa
sion, the environments, the audience, were
iu perfect congruity with the spirit of the hour
and the scene presented that day in the
chapel. The heat of the season was the only
drawback, the crowd on stage, lower floor and
galleries, was immense, but, despite the July
temperature, the mercury in the thermometer
at its whitest look, and the rustling accompa
niment of a multitude adjusting itself to a hot
air furnace, 60 by 80, the orator had no sooner
begun, than hands industrious with fans,
lapsed from their dexterous skill and were
captivated into silent order. The first senten
ces of the speech gave notice of what was com
ing, viz, “The tendency of the world is to a
sate of society in which, opinion rather than
law shall dictate and control the actions of
men. Nor is the issue to be deprecated. The
law—even the law of God—* * was not made
for the righteous, * * but for the disobedient,
the profane, the bad. * * * Under our con
stitutional theory, the best government is that
which by any direct force governs the least.”
By the time he had completed the introduc
tion, every sentence of which bore with con
densed energy and directness on the divine
programme of society, the B shop had the au
dience under entire control, the fluent ease and
composure emanating from his person and man
ner and diffusing his own placid elegance over
the throng. What is equal as an auxiliary force
to those burnished reflectors of intelligent
faces around an orator on the stage, faces of
eloquent listeners, the radiance caught and
thrown back by an audience quick to take up
involuntarily the polite and eager hearer’s be
havior on the platform, a body-guard with its
high-bred courtesy of manner in eye and earl
Many illustrations have I witnessed of the
physical, or more properly the physiological
potency of oratory, but, in this instance, the
charm of the eloquent speaker, a very marked
plus element to be considered in the history of
that morning of midsummer heat and discom
fort, I never saw such a triumph as was wrn
by the Bishop, with all the odds against even
his marvelous powers. Passing on to further
and more elaborate outreachings of thought,
he dwelt upon two points: .first, the fact that
all real social improvement is an approxima
tion to this divine order of enlightened and
sanctified public sentiment; and secondly, that
this public sentiment is to be accounted for by
the inherent law of sympathy, good or bad,
according to taste and eoucation, morality and
constitutional proclivities.
Half an hour or more had been consumed
before he reached the most salient part of the
speech in the second proposition enunciated
above. And he came to it with a gathering
and massing of his forces, bodily and mental,
that was a surprise among all the magical ex
ploits of the hour. Ridicule with causticity,
wit and humor free from waspishness, now
and then a play of pun that had no touch of
grotesqueness, with a side tenture of the Poor
Richard philosophy or of Oliver Goldsmith,
disguised suggestiveness of the ludicrous, all
these in artistic keeping with the profound
moral tone of the previous sections of the
speech, made a mosaic combination as rare as
it was adaptive to the circumstances of the oc
casion. It taught grand truths without the
formalism of the traditional sacred desk. It
was a right and commendable use of the sense
of the harmony in saints and sinners, and
worthy of a good deal more patronage and
favor, under legitimate restraints, than it gets
from the fingerings of the old morbid puritan-
ism, which are certainly a paroly on the
phrase—“the survival of the fittest.”
IU.
I heard this address with an interest that
never flagged a moment, every paragraph dove
tailed like some finished piece of cabinet'
work into the unity of a prt -conceived
model of rarest elegance. And, as my
habit has long been to study the faces of audi
ences at such times, I recollect the landscape
of countenances, I enjoyed that day, quite
unique in my experience. Old Doctor Pierce'
look, attitude, and manner, were a new dis
closure to my eye and heart in a patriarch'
noble pride and touching pathos in his son,
Bishop Beckwith was on the platform, intense
ly interested, and, at times, most visibly
moved, his expressive face passing from eager
attention to the wonder of enthusiastic sympa
thy. Representative men from the Professions
of Georgia, Alumni from the classes of fifty
years, and citizens from various sections of the
State, had assembled at Athens to honor the
son in his Alma Mater and the Alma Mater in
one of her distinguished sons. And the recipro-
cal joy was just such as most worthily become
mother and son—pride too lofty an! noble to
be vain and selfish—mutual memories pure
and untarnished—and in many a servant soul,
thankfulness to God for such an Alma Mater
and such lineage. On the whole, recalling this
address by memory and reading it in the vol
ume, I remain under the impression made
years ago that as a masterpiece of most judici
ous popularization, I never heard it equalled
in the strength, variety, and harmony in its
constituents. I iodine to think the printed
page is not in every aspect quite the equivalent
of the sposen address. But if, by virtue of his
extraordinary aptness for extempore speech,
the Bishop exceeded his MS., there is enough
left to exemplify the sweep of his imagination
I miss some of the bright spray of the founts i
and its rainbow timings; but the fine jottings
of the upward streams and the downward rail
of the musical waters, are here in full perfec
tion
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One of our surley officers is quoted as saying
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poor things will get so little.
It is rumored that an eminent Bostonian is
about to endow Harvard University with a new
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the funeral expenses in cases where he is not
successful.
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over the back yard fence what the news is.
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practiced by all the families since Adam—and
it don’t cost anything to practice it either—not
even the ten cents (a package) the advertiser
charges.
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nores this and insists on cash down for his
whiskey.
Yes, that’s ahont the way of it; the man
downs cash for whiskey, and then whiskey
downs the man in retaliation—as the friend of
cash.
“Yes,” said Captain Henry Grubb, the
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double-jointed fellow, but that was before the
second battle of Manassas. In that alterca
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cf my scalp. If I’d been half an inch taller I
would have been a dead man. Since then I
have been entirely satisfied with my size.”
“We are pleased to be told,” says the New
York Graphic, “that Mrs. Cleveland sits quiet
ly and demurely in church; that is, those of us
that had entertained the idea that she made fa
ces at the little boy in the next pew, or tickled
Mr. Cleveland’s nose when he slept. There is
such a thing as unnecessary minutiae of detail.”
“Humph! but you are wearing your father’s !
hat 1” he said, as he looked over the fence at
the other boy.
“I know it I” was the reply.
“Hey I but you are ashamed!”
A remarkable story comes from Campagne,
111. One of the citizens planted pop-corn, but
it failed to sprout. After long waiting he ex
amined a number of the hills and found that
each grain had popped out into a white flaky
mass. “The transformation was as complete
as though a com popper had been used.” The
account does not explain whether or not the
hot weather was the cause of the underground
popping. And now instead of “popping the
question” it will be in order to question the
popping.
Several young ladies from Jacksonville, Fla.,
while walking up Centre street, discovered the
familiar face of Cashier Cooley behind the
grating at his new desk in the Bank of Fernan-
dina (which has recently been newly and ele
gantly fitted up ) One of them exclaimed,
“Why, if there isn’t Mr. Cooley! But what
has he done since he left Jacksonville that they
should keep him caged up so?” Another re
plied that “they had discovered him counter-
fitting the day before, and popular clamor had
condemned him to close confinement at hard
labor shaving notes.” Sad fate, weren’t it?
But then he’ll be all right when he gets the
right “countersign.”
A good many physicians do not believe that
there is such a disease as hydrophobia. Mr.
Matthew Gurnee, of Ilaverstraw, N. Y. died
recently from an attack of hydrophobia, the
use of his father hadn’t orter have onel”
“Not much I ain’t! A feller who can’t make I nature of the disease being amply proved
Dr. W. A. Hammond, the eminent physician
of New Y ork, who saw the patient a short time
betore he died, states that Mr. Gurnee’s case
was one of the few genuine cases of hydropho
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career. The disease, he added, is of such a
nature as to impose on the minds of nervous
persons, and most of the reported cases of hy
drophobia exist nowhere except in the imagi
nation of such people.
In an article headed “What Drowns Good
Swimmers?” a Rochester paper says “it is not
cramp, but a sort of apoplexy that strikes men
in such cases and renders them completely
helpless.” This looks plausible, but we are
still inclined to think that it is the water. When
the anti's see such as the above charged against
water they’ll say “told you so.”
Organization is the order of the day, and the
great king cure-all, so the dudes in the North
tallr of organizing a protective association
against the Chinese. They are afraid that it
will become fashionable among heiresses to
choose Celestials as fife partners. Most people
will agree, however, that the heiress who mar
ries a Chinaman in preference to a dude is sen
sible.
George W. Childs has promised a new pulpit
and memorial window in memory of President
Grant, to St. Paul’s Methodist EDiscopal
ciuicn, in the old village of Long Branch
Ihu window will be seven feet wide and four^
teen feet high, and of imported glass.
Lady Burdett Coutis has been received back
into Queen Victoria’s favor. Since her marri
age to her youthful husband the Baroness has
been peristently snubbed at court.