The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1874-10-30

PHILADELPHIA. October 20.-Cotton
dull-net receipts 299.
Boston, October 29.-Cotton steady
net receipts 862.
NORFOLK. October 29.-Cotton-
net receipts 3l3; exports $3.50.
GALVESTON, October 29.-Cotton
weak net receipts 1857.
AUGUSTA. October 29.-Cotton firm,
with active demand-niiddling 1881;
low middling 1895; good ordinary Is;
net receipts l,778; sales 1875.
NAKED JUSTICE ON A GATE-Posr.-
Our old friend, Judge Tom Farrar, OF
Lake Providence, Louisiana, who is
Known throughout the State as law
yer and jurist of eminent abilities, and
o gentleman Of most lovable character,
tells at his own expense. und with the
keenest guito. q story which we think
too good to lose. 1t appears that
some years ago, while riding through
one Of the prettiest districts of North
Louisiana, he came, about sundown,
to creek which was so deep as to ne
ceesltate swimming feat. The Judge,
being man of vigorous and invinci-
BILE determination, no sooner realized
this emergency than he promptly dis
mounted, undressed himself with great
despatch. and. attired only in his high
plug hat and pair of spectacles, be
strode his gallant cob aud urged him
to the venture. After desperate
struggle the other side was guined.
and the Judge again dismounting, this
time with profound Sigh of relief,
was about to resume his integuments,
when the horse, prompted by some
diabolical spirit, started from his side
and trotted slowly down the road. or
course the, Judge had no recourse but
to trot after him, and theraupon there
ensued one OF the most remarkable
and picturesque chasss ever known in
history or tradition. The horse ap-
peared to have no motive save that OF
Keeping a certain distance ahead of
the Judge and finding some comforta.
BILE barn yard, where he might refresh
himself, after such gigantic efforts.
Inc Judge, whatever may have been
his ambitiOns, confined himself to the
effort of keeping the truant beast in
sight.
1t must have been cheerful and in
vlgorating experience to see the Jndpe
trotting briskly along that smooth aud
sandy road, his venerable plug hat
pulled over his eyes and his spectacles
bobbing up and down upon his nose.
ihe chase was long. and the moisture
OF great exertion would gather on his
brow, aud then, when he reached
around for his handk ,rchief, alas! it
was not there. All of Which had the
effect OF impressing the Judge with
his very peculiar and unfortunate situa-
ton, and imparting renewed play and
lightness to his legs. So the two bowled
pleasantly along, preserving a steady
relative distance, until iust as the set
Ting su,'was reddening the distant hills
and touching the judges manly form
with gold, the horse whisked suddenly
into gate and boited with eager haste
toward stable dimly visible in the
distance. The farmhouse sat in
grove OF trees, whose shadows made
great darkness round it, and from this
grove, as the Judge was acamperinR
furiously after his horse and wardrobe,
there issued sundry yellow dogs, suriy
OF meln and shaggy Of appearance.
The Judge felt that it would be utterly
impossible, undor these circumstances,
to assume that majesty Of aspect and
iearlessness of gaze which is currently
believed to be the correct thing with
dogs, and 80, seeing a friendly gate.
post near at hand, he gave one wild
bound and reached its summit Just as
the leanest and fercest of the dogs
snapped viciOusly ut his legs.
When the uproar had subsidized, and
the Judge, realizing the absur,lity of
the situation, had regained his Gus.
tomary frame of mind, a female voice
was heard calling from the house:
"Who's there?"
"a fellow.c creature in distress, ma.
DAM"
"Where are you?"
ION the gate-post," said the Judge,
beginning to enjoy the joke.
what can do for yor?"
1t was too much. The Judges old
humor and quizzioal love of merriment
came over him: "Oali of these dogs,
and bring me all the fig leaves Oh the
place. ."-NeD Orleans Picayune.
DEATHS IN ANDERSON. Mrs. A. S.
Saddler. formerly Miss Jane Cunning
ham, departed this life on Tuesday
morning. the Goth inst. Mrs. Cathe-
rine p. Bleokley, consort of the late
Mr. II m M nIo,i.I z