Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1873-06-26
some of the prisoners suffered more than one

some of the prisoners suffered more than one
can write. .. .,...,....
One soldier told me that when in one Of
the prisons of that city, he had asked woman
for something to eat, as he was starving Fol
an answer she spatin his face. &
And now, to return to the "American In.
dian," the true answer to the conundrum is
Columbia was fred by an organization. Of
Union officers released from the prisons the
day of the capture of that city, Union SOL
diers and negroes.
As many of my old command will read this
l hope they may drop me a line to say wheth'
err have given an impartial statement or not
and to point out any errors l may have made,
GEO. A. STONE, Z
Er Brerct Briyaiicr General u S. Vols.
JEFF DAVIS FIRST SwEErHEART.-There
is living in Detroit, says and exchange, ven.
erable and respected lady, who, to those who
know her, is the heroine Of a strange story.
She may be seen almostany day on the streets,
hurrying from her tour Of shopping back to
her pleasant little home, where, over her nee
die and thread, her f,ncies have full play,
and memory is supreme: Sheis aSwoman OF
rare intellect and great cultivation, a charm
ing conversationalist and all exemplary Chris
tian. She has been twice married, and twice
widow, and now, as time is drawing bis
silver tracing through her hair, she moves
alone The loved. ones of the past are gone.
Her interests and affections draw her toward
the world of spirits. She was in her young
days, the betrothed of Jefferson Davis. Why
they never married is not known. She treas
ures too dearly the casket of the past to open
it to other eyes. 1t may be that to her near
and dear ones she tells the story. am not
among them, and do not know it, 1t is GER
tain, however, whatever may have prevented
the consummation of their early plans, she
and the Confederate have never lost their re-
gard for each other. They still exchange let
ters and watch over each others welfare
Two such lives running in such different
channels, and yet having the sympathy Of
heart and interest, must have much to attract
each. other His has been life of splendid
achievements and ignoble failures-fulf of
excitementand thrilling episodes. Hers, hav.
ing its own vicissitudes, borne like woman,
has been quiet and unobtrusive, but, perhaps,
as wonderful as his.
When l pass her on the street, or see her
in church, l feel like running to her and ask.
ing for her story. 1 know it would be inter,
esting. The Sweetheart of Jefferson Davis
Who would not like to 60 back of plottings
for power, and his, struggle in behalf of the
Lost Cause, and learn something more of his
boyhood, and how he acted when in love?
CATCHING W1FE.-The most curious
ceremony known to the Esquimaux, says DR..
Hays,in his lecture, is perhaps, that Of mar
riage. 1t is done thus: When boy kills a
polar bear, tits considereds proof of
his ability to maintain family he is, there
fore, told to 60 and catch wife. Watching
his opportunity at times, he pounces upon a
victim, and attempts to carry her off; she,
however, struggles and shrieks, until she has
collected around her group ofsympathizers.
She then turns upon her captor, and bites
and scratches until he is compelled to release
her; she then darts into the crowd, and at
teinpts to escape; he follows but not unmolest-
ed.
All the old women take scourges of dried
seal skin and fagellate him numerically as
he passes, making at the same time every eff.
fort to arrest him in his course. If, despite
these little experiments in matrimonial bliss,
he should catch his victim, the biting and
scratching scene is renewed, and in all proba.
bility he is compelled to release her, and the
chase, with its attending comforts, is resumed.
Should he overcome all obstacles the third
capture usually proves efectual, and the vic.
tim, ceasing her struggles, is led away amid
the acclamations and rejoicing of the assem-
bled multitude.
With US the mother-in-law comes to time
with her Aagellating apparatus after the in
tereresting ceremony, whilst the wife reserves
her scratching propensities for some occasion
when her John Henry comes rollicking home.
A LOST HUsBAND.-Under the heading
"Strayed or Stolen," Mrs. S. Susan Hundley,
of "Shefey's Farm" Wytbe county, adver-
tises her husband, Andrew Jackson Hundley.
She says he left her about two months ago, in
company with one Manda Wyrick, who, she
believes, ."conjured or bewildered" him, by
giving him "a cup of coffee to drink, upon the
top of which he saw blue gloss swimming"
They were accompanied by her son Bos, who
left wife and three children. The deserted
matron says: 81 want A. j. arrested and
handcufed, if necessary, and brought back to
me, dead or alive, as he owes o good many
debts that he must pay, and he owes me sup
port in my old age. He is supposed to have
gone to Tennessee or Iowa, or out west. He
IS long, lean, lank fellow, about six feet
high, broad shoulders, thin beard, light hair
and complexion, blue eyes, and about forty
five years of age, (being about twenty years
younger than myself) She offers to pay any
body fair price who will. return him to her
dead or alive" and requests all papers in the
United States to copy the advertisement one
time and forward their bills to her. We give
her this one gratis-in fact, feel like paying
her for the enjoyment of the fun.
A MAN WHO ADvERTIsED.-There is o
mighty clever man living in Danville, Va,
by the name of Ike r. Raines. All men have
their notions about making fortune, and
Ike had his. He set up with few boxes of
candy and opened in little coop of shop
on Main street. There was big, fine candy
and toy shop in the place at the same time,
and the people laughed and said-"What
does Ike Raines expect to do with that little
shop?" Ike never said anything. And about
the only men he was ever seen to talk with
were some printers in the place. A year'or
two passed around, and the big confectionery
man put his first advertisement in the paper
that he had ever written, and that was to sell
out and move away. And Ike had gone into
big store! He's in it now.. He's called the
Santa Claus of Virginia, and all the people of
that region and border Carolina buy their
'good things" of him. We asked him-"Ike,
how did you make your money!" "Pshaww