The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1866-03-29
With this he mounted a low stump, and

With this he mounted a low stump, and
with herculean effort raised tie small
end of the sapling at arms length over
his head. The tension of the rope just
raised Tolley to his tip-toes, and didn't
seem to inconvenience i'm much but
the Sheriff-you should have seen him.
At the end of about the second minute
he was hvid, absolutely purple in the face
Bill Simmons" he gasped, how
longs q bin hangin'-ain't time up Z"
.Two minits."
"Durn it," painted the Sheriff
Here [ ventured to remark "Mr.
Sheriff, the law says that the criminal
must be hanged by the neck until he is
dead, no matter how long it takes"
This barbarous suggestion met with a
proper rebuke.
"Cuss you, Frank -! Who the -
asked for your burned lipf Iknow what
the law says. Itsays arter q gentleman's
been hanging certain time-and think
five minits is the time-he's got right
to live if he kin stan it, andI think he
orter."
Tolley was still dancing on his toes,
and his face was fast becoming as purple
as that of the Sheriff.
"Time's up!" shouted the deputy, and
the Sheriff flung the pole from him with
vim that jerked the pendant Tolley
sprawling upon the ground. He picked
himself up, and the Sheriff united the
clothes line from his neck; then cram
ming Tolley's hat over his eyes, he thus
addressed him:
aNow, Eph Tolley, you've 'scaped hang
ing by a kibble of the law; but if you
know what's good for you, you'll leave
this country mighty suddint," saying
which he applied to Tollcy, p0steriori,
tremendous thwack of his No. IL pegg-
ed boot, calculating with each kick,
"Durn you, scoot, scoot! I'll teach you
to commit arson and set mans house
afre and ef ketch you in these diggins
again, I'll shoot you, you cussed SCALA
wagp With one final kick and "scoot p
he turned Tolley loose, and invited tho
whole party to "licker"
We did so, and / instantly recognized
the bottle. Old Bob, regardless of the
ties of consanguinity, had stolen it from
my saddlebags and presented it to the
Sheriff as reward for his humanity and
faithful discharge of duty.
A RADICALS DESCRIPTION OF THE PRES
1DENT-H1s GREAT Power AND ABILITY
CoNoEDED.-The Hon. John D. Baldwin,
Member of Congress from Massachusetts
writes this description of Andrew John
son and his late speech. Baldwin is Of
the Sumncr-Stcvens stripe in politics.
What the President said is before the
country. How he said it, my poor words
may fail to tell. For the first time ]
stood near and looked closely on the man
In the course of an eventful life have
seen many men Of wilful power and force
but mover before have l looked on one sc
thoroughly embodying the evil spirit oi
revolution. 1t will not do to underrate
Mr.. Johnson. lie is terribly in earnest
ald withal most vindictively cool. A
thoroughly paced demagogue, his incon
sequential logic, his egotism, his repeti
tions, his thorough belief in himself, and
his popularity, are all elements of strength
when he faces such assemblages as were
arrayed about him yesterday. Andrew
Johnson is an able man how able,
never realized till yesterday. All results
are involved in his policy. Had he q
Cabinet as able and as desperate, the dire
results which the near future would bring
could hardly be named now. We stand
on the verge Of fierce strife, to meet
which the country should gather its
strength and grid up its loins. This man
is no weak Buchanan, and he means tc
crush Congress OF be crushed.
Mr.. Johnson is man of stalwart
mould. Just above middle stature, he is
SO broad shouldered, firm set, and deer
chested, as almost to seem below it. He
has large head. 1t is compact home
for his fiery will and brain. His face il
marked, strong oval outline, powerful
under jaw, we'll defined but rather sharp
chin; wide, straight mouth, full flexible
lips, skin coarse in texture but firm, com
-plexion swarthy, hair coarse black, streak