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The Beaufort Tribune and Port Royal Commercial, 1877-12-27

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two speeches and only a mention ot tne other orators, among whdm was Mr. Stewart, who had been cut off with a paragraph. I was ushered into the presence of the great man from Nevada. " Why didn't you report my speech?" said he. I replied that I had selected the two representative men of the debate?Wade and Johnson?and cut all the others down. "But,"said I, very modestly,/-*' You are not as well known as Mr. Wade or Mr. Johnson; they speak for their parties, and what they say is of national significance ; you only speak for yourself. "The deuce you say!" said Mr. Stewart "I speak to the Republicans of Nevada, and my speech is as important as any body else's. The result of the interview was that, Mr. Stewart insisting that I had wronged him, I agreed to send his speech by mail to the New York Herald. In response there came a note saying it would cost $1,350 to print it as an advertisement, and that they did not care about printing it as news. Mr. Stewart never bothered me after that There were constant complaints to the effect that I was always omitting important debate, which the Senate desired to have printed, and that I was always making room for personal "spats," which the Senate desired to suppress. To remedy that it was proposed that the Senate should furnish its own Associated Press report, prepared by a man of its own choice, to be paid by the Senate. I appealed to Mr. Hudson, _ then managing editor of the Herald, and to John Russell Young, then managing editor of the Tribune, explained the matter, and telling them that if they would so order I would omit all the per"" * ' * -1- ?a

mything ?" "Oh, yes. They will form a strong Attachment for a dog, or ft bear, or some Dtlier beast. Baby here has a great liking for the camel Dick, and whenever lie is let loose will ran over to him and mount guard over him; and he will not then permit anybody to approach his favorite. I should hesitate to go too near the camel until I had first called Baby away ; .but strong as is the afifeotion they will thus form for a beast,they seldom have any for a man, and never the least for their keepers." - 44 If they are so very treacherous, I suppose you have to stay with them the greater portion of the time ?" 41 k am never away from them for more khan an hour at a time, day or night. I have a room here in the building, and when we are traveling I always sleep in bhe same tent. I have a bed made near them, and they are the most curious customers yon ever saw. They will never go to sleep until they see me go to bed. Sometimes I sit up reading for mi hour or two after the performances, and they will all stand in line watching me until I get through. It's a queer Bight?the great garden dark as Egypt, only an occasional watchman's lantern flitting about, and I sitting reading at my little table by the light of a solitary candle, with these great brutes looming up in the gloom, with flapping ears and staring eyes, following my every movement Frequently, if I get interested in my book, and sit up too late, my assistant will come to me and say,

AUJ VIVU) DU) Jkl ?UV*V MV w your being mistaken ?" The dying maD opened his eyes and said, iirmly : " No, sir." I knew if I let "Watson remain * there many minutes longer they would lynch him, and very likely roast his body in the burning ruins of the building. I pin eked him by the arm to oome, and as we turned the glare of Ught threw bis shadow on the wall. I was transfixed with astonishment I stopped Watson and pointed with speechless anxiety to that shadow which thrilled me through and through. He stood motionless, apparently not comprehending my feelings, too mnch terror-stricken by this accusation to be more than half alive. The first words I could utter were as if i had been tongue-tied for an age. I raised myself up, and struggled as if I was being smothered, and my voice broke out in a loud call?" Bob Pore and Sam Lyons did this"?The shadow on the wall' wus the exact picture of " Bob Pore, the half-breed," who worked evil with Lyons, and it seemed as if some other voice than my own spoke through me. I was in a perfect ferment of excitement. There was the wounded man who had recognized tjbe lawyer as the murderer? and there I was, the sheriff of the county, with the accused in my charge; and yet that shadow on the wall compelled the loud exclamation from my lips, from me, who should have been the last one to ac -

Lave been in the hospital three times ' through in juries they gave me. I was 1 onoe laid up for fire weeks; but I suppose f my time will come, for almost every ele- ( fhant trainer is killed or disabled finally. 1 was with Forepaugh's circus when the vicious Borneo killed his keeper, a good 1 fellow named Williams; I afterward had charge of the elephant Williams thor- 1 oughly understood his business, but long ! familiarity with the beasts had made him careless, and he paid ior his carelessness with his life. Borneo had one tusk j broken off short, and it was a fearful weapon. He was subject to ugly spells, 1 and then it was not safe for any qpe man \ to go near him, unless others were near * at hand to give him assistance if he should need it. His keeper knew this ' well; but one Saturday morning when Borneo had one of his spells on him, Williapas, over oonfldent, went up to and 1 spoke to him. In an instant the beast 1 knock*! him down, jumped on him with hi 8 fore feet, drove his terrible tusk , nearly through him, and?poor fellow? _ almost before he could cry out for help he was dead. We rushed up as quickly | aB possible, scared the brute off, and picked up tne body of Williams. You ' would be astonished to see how thor- ; with and frisks. ele -

A Literary "Cariosity. Great interest attaches to the first book in the English language printeu in this country, usually called " The Bay Psalm Book," from Massachusetts Bay. A perfect copy was shown at the Caxton memorial exhibition. It is dated 1640, and now belongs to the Bodleian library at Oxford, and is believed to be the only copy in Europe. Here is a sample of the rhyme and rhetoric which satisfied our forefathers: 1. 0 blessed man, that in th' advice of wicked doth not walk: nor stand in sinner's way, nor sit in chayre of soornfuhfolk. 2. But in the law of Iehovah, is his longing delight: and in his law doth meditate, by day and eke by night. 3. And he shall be like a tree planted by water-rivers: that in his season yields his fruit, and his leafe never withers. 4. And all he doth shall prosper well, the wicked are not so: but they are like vnto the chaife, which winde drives to and frc, 5. Therefore shall not vngodlr men rise to stand iu the doome. nor shall the sinners with the just in their assemblie come. 6. For of the righteous men, the Lord acknowledged the way! but the way of vngodly men, shall vtterlv decay. ?Psalm 1. ??-? ?

SENSITIVE SENATORS. Acinlulaceace* of a Reporter of the Debate* la the United Htates Senate. I " Mack " has the following in the St. Louis Globe-Democrat: While on the snbjectof Senators, I am tempted'to give a few reoollections of the reporters' gallery during severaf sessions when I was employed as reporter of the Senatorial debates for the New York Associated Press. If it be true that no man is a hero to his valet, it is more true that, with few exceptions, no Senator is a statesman to his reporter. The man who sits in the gallery to make notes for printing soon learns the large per cent, of linman weakness that is in the composition of the great men assembled below. Before I had been very long in my position I received a summons from i Mr. Stewart, of Nevada, then a new-born Senator. He wanted fame, and his grievance was that I had cut him short in the report of a big debate.- There had been a warm time on the reconstruction policy. Ben Wade had launched out fearfully against Andy Johnson, and Reverdy Johnsun, of Maryland had come to the defense. The New York papers arrived with full reports of these

the valley of the Stinking Water. Everjh foot of the ground was taken up, and much was claimed twice and three times, a circumstance which instantly neoeantated a large graveyard and a coroner. With hardly an exception, everydata in the canon became almost immediately highly profitable. In twelve months, a population of 15,000 had congregated# there, and five miniature cities had * sprung to life. ' Boring the summer of 1863 over six millions dollars in dtis^ a yield almost incredible, bad been taken, from the bed of the creek, and in the spring of the following year the population had increased through immigration- * jl from all parts of the United Siatea, bgttf* East and West, to nearly 20,000. Many claims yielded to their owners $100,000; and several doubled that amount. II can be easily imagined how wfid mat have been the days an that ragged i senses could call placed" withfn reach of the miners suddenly raising to affluence. Ihe flush times*at Washoe were child's play to these Alder Gulch days. Of the five settlements Strang along the narrow seventeen miles of the creak, " ?-' ??it- 1 -

i stantly to cry out, " It was Bob Pore and ! Jiin Lyons who did this." I hurried the accused back to jail and started with a warrant of.arreet for Lyons and Pore. I found them in the meantime about daylight the following day. I said to Lyons "I want you as a witness in a case, and asked him if he had seen Bob Pore lately." He said he had not seen him for several days, but that he was at the up?er ice-house. The snow was deep, but started up. I came across a ditchtender, who told me Bob Pore had just passed up a ^little while ago from the direction of tlTe upper dam, where I had just left Jim Lyons, and that he was all drabbled and wet I pushed on and a little further up I spied Pore. He began to run when he saw me, and I called to him that I wanted him as a witness on that old case, referring to the one he was in. This seemed to quiet him, and he returned with me. We called back for Jim Lyons and brought them both back to jail. In the meantime the coroner's jury had met, the suspicions against Lyons had been cleared up and the murder and the burning fixed on the lawyer. When I

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