The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1890-02-20

little the average man does k!l0H ABOUT
the war or what it Was tGught tU",
] Why, YOU can't make a negro believe
! that General Grant ever owned SLAVES.
They have been made fools and pup
pets of for twenty-five years and "rc
fools yet. Historical lies are still I'll
force. Even SO responsible L magazine
as the Century is still allowing them
to be published in its columns. The
January number has dark hints from
Hay and Nicolay that Jefferson Davis
countenanced assassination during the
war-and the February number has Il
rehash of that same old lie about Mr..
Davis being arrested in wonlan's
clothes. 4 lie that has been long since
nailed to the wall by Senator Reagan
and Burton Harrison and the faithful
body servant, Jimmy Jones, and HOW
since the great mans death, his 81 an
derers have come to life, and even adj
nit that they searched Mrs. Davis :
trunk to find the clothes while she was
their helpless prisoner. Oh, the shame
Of it-somebody bring me another
handkerchief. Oh, my poor thToat.
But we are glad to see that the "ton-
federate Veteran" Of Atlanta, is equal
to the occasion, and has in the Fcbru-
ary number republished the true vcr-
sion of the capture. When e., wan hap
pens to be the hero Of any b.. thing he
will naturally overlook the occurrence
and make himself bigger hero than
he was. Those men who arrested Mr..
Davis have told that lie so long and 50
often that they are just obliged to stick
to it. In fact, they have told it so
often that maybe they believe it.
Some men will do that. ! knew al
old man who, fifty years ago, used to
tell US how he settled in the forks of
the rivers at Rome before the 1niuns
came, and that he knowed the Coosa
river when it was little spring branch
and had jumped across it & thousand
times. Old Uncle Jake had told that,
and told it and told it until be believed
it, and would get fighting mad with
anybody who intimated that he was
mistaken.
But the question is not about that re-
vamped lie, but that great national
magazine should lend its columns to
to the publication. For suppose it was
all true, what does it amount to-who
is benefited or who is injured by it:
Mr.. Davis was trying to escape capture,
and what of it? The Northern papers
used to publish how Mr.. Lincoln dis
guised himself in a Scotch cap and
cloak when he first went to Washing
ton as the President-elect, but suppose
he did and suppose he didn't-what Of
it-but they are curious set of people.
only a few days ago the Northern press
told us how Mr.. and Mrs. Blaine were
hissed in the Catholic church because
they did not make the sign of the cross
as they entered the church on the oc-
casion of their daughters funeral
what kind of people are they, have
they no feeling, no consideration for
the grief that was most crushing. Who
is not sorry for Mr.. Blaine and his
wife-who is not sorry for poor NJ.
Tracy? When such affections come
let all hearts throb with pity and with
sympathy.
But the South is fast coming to the
front, and the true history Of the war
is being written-even Brick Pomeroy
has dared to publish beautiful tribute
to Mr.. Davis. A few more years and
our slanderers will be dead, and then
maybe the nation will have peace.
The Confederate Veteran Of Atlanta
has made good beginning in making
up the record, and it is to he hoped
that our people will patronize it, and
sustain it. 1t will certainly be worth
the s. a year for its influence upon our
children and grandchildren. The vet
Grams will soon pass away. Ours will,
I know, for they are not tempted by
pensions to over-live their time. The
federal government has 4S9,725 pen
sioners upon the rolls-twice as many
as we had soldiers at the close Of the
war. Just think of it. And they in
creased thirty-seven thousand during
the last twelve months. These are the
figures from the New York World.
They do not seem to be dying, but are
multiplying. Like feller who took 4
contract to gather up the bones of the
scattered dead, who were buried for
miles around Missionary Ridge. He
was paid by the coffin, and so he di-
vided the bones and mixed dogs bones
and COW bones with them and so man
aged to fill two cotfins from every grave
he dug up. They say there is many
grave in the National cemetery at
Chattanooga that has no skull in it,
But let us all have peace. l wish that
l could unscrew my head and clean it.
BILL ARP.