The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1874-11-03

| Atn meeting held this morning
present, Wm. NJ. Taylor and John Ag.
newt having been stated that the
church ut K,lilau's Precinct could no,
be obtained us polling place, it was
resolved that the election ut kl.lians
bo held ut ''ISitrk'S Store" near tie
turnout on the Charlotte, Coluubiu
aud Augusta Railroad, at said place,
aud IN the imueaiata vicinity of tho
church heretofore designated.
JOHN AGNEW, Chairman.
Mr.. EDITOR: Every one is giving
the reasons why they cannot vote for
Nash, allow me to give mine. by tell
Ipg You little story and pointing the
moral which ndorns the tIle, by way
of application. To conmeuce, my
father was largely in the busines OF
raising sheep. He kud sheep on the
brain, and owned several hundred OF
them. These sheep were led by u, oki
6eN- ,ce!her, with Il head so hard that he
butted the neighbor's dogs to death
who tried to help themselves to NUT
ton. My father thought much OF this
old bell 7reiher, but he had hi. faults,
which sometimes angered father much.
Ii there Was the smale, It hole in any
OF the fences around fathers furm, he
would be sure TO have his nose in it.
then his head. and then his body vas
sure to get through, and all the other
sheep were sure to follow him. He
kept father in continual torment by
lending the sheep into all sorts OF
scrupcs. destroying his crops, and
depredating on his neighbors, somo-
times getting the other sheep dose of
lead. or worrying by the neighbor's
dogs, when they tried to escape home
again. Well, he worried father SO
much that father determined to sell
him, he could stand him no longer; 80
he told us boys to take the old bell
wother TO the neighboring town and
sell him. Well, we boys, who were
tired to death, too. with the many
scrnpes old bell-wether had got us into
with our neighbors. were right glad to
hear this, and We went with happy
faces to the sheep pen tn get him out.
When we tried. We fonnd it easier
said than done; the old rascal Seem ed
to have Smae2ed a mice aud did not want
to lenve the pen, and tho other sheep
followed after him rs lie ran around
tho pen, md wonld not go ont at the
opening ut which father stood to allow
him to go out. and then To stop the
others from going. Finally, after
running around several times, he made
dash for the opening, knocked futher
down, and he aud all the flock run III
down the road. So father got up mad,
sweating he wonld sell the whole ID
sheep, aud ordered rs boys to drive
them to market. So We started or
right willingly, but us We had to cross
creek on bridge, the blamed old
cnSS got 1t into bis head TO jnmp
through an opening i'll the side ot the
bridge which crossed the creek, and
The sheep, fool-like. all followed him
IN leap of twenty feet, right into the
creek. Well. tho result WAS, that
about half OF the sheep 10! drowned
anu t'other hulf got hom o-draggled and
dropping. some Of them with the wool
torn Off by tho briars and brambe. us
they escaped up tae bank Of the creek,
worried by the neighbors' dogs before
they got safe to the pen; but the
| strangest thing Of all was, that when
I we got there the old bell.wether was
aheau OF us, arrived first, and looked
but little hurt. Iu making the leap,
he alighted on his head, fractured his
skull and let out II portion of his
brains, bnt he did not seem to mind
that much and soon got we'll again,
Keeping moro at home, and is now got
sleek and oily again. True. the Old
thoughts OF better days would come
back to his mind aud he would try to
go out on bust; bnt the sheep don t
follow him as before, and the old bell
wether baas and bleats, runs around
and kicks up the devil generally, but
the sheep. knowing tho old fellow is
cracked. don't pay much attention to
him, and we boys split our sides with
laughter when tho old belI-wethcr goes
on his dignity and tries to be leader
again. Now the moral of my tale is
this: The old bell.wether is Law
k,ngc. There he and many of his
kin reside. in tho days past and
gone, the people trusted in them i'm.
plicitly, until they thought they pos.
scssed all the wisdom of the Sinto.
They ruled on the bench and they
ruled the County; no man could say
them my, with safety. We're he :.
merchant, his business was cure to
suffer; were he n mechanic. his patrons
would drop of, for no man dare be