The age-herald., 1898-01-13
"A New York Woman's Club
 And John C. Calhoun

There was a very absurd meeting lew days ago of the Political Study society, al New York; when a great excitement ana furore occurred consequent upon the dis cussion by the club members of the life and virtues of South Carolina's greatest son. John C. Calhoun. The women waXed eloouent. grew fierce and denunciatory and demonstrated the fact that the "blue and the gray gush is not always factor in women's clubs discussions. The following description indicates that sectional senti- ment still exists, and that great big blaze can be kindled from small amount of powder:
 Mrs. w. c. Brewster, who had the dsfunct South Carolina statesman in charge, was both categorical and discursive, says the New York World. Into the late great nullifier's' ideas on states rights and slav- cry she threw little suggestions Of the phi losophy of life. The trend of her own sym pathies was still an unsolved problem when she concluded. q am often asked if l am a southern woman'-she was dramatic and impressive, if trife vague. "I thank God I belong to the great universal
 There were others in the room who hailed from a more prescribed section, however.
 South Carolina cried Miss America Phillips fiinging down the gauntlet, has
  name of Calhoun is synonymous with noth- ing but notification. When the continental congress sent for money and troops South Carolina said she was too poor'-she was hammering out her points and her indigna- tion as she proceeded-"and she must keep her men at home to protect her from her slaves
 That state is like most lazy people, with contemptuous emphasis-"the less they do the more they want. And in Calhoun s time her one desire was to assert herself as greater than the union."
 Miss Phillips in her last tirade was utter ly oblivious of the stir she had created Secessionists bristled in the study and eyes that looked like an assortment of weapons fastened themselves on the daring speaker. 'I am only giving you facts of history" she continued. ''South Carolina never will be anything. A purely agricultural coun- try never can be. We have put her down now"-exultantly-"an I hope she will be kept down"'
 Before the study could fairly recover it. self woman was on her feet
 'Is the phrase We have put South Caro- fna down and I hope we will keep her down." demanded an excited voice with a strong southern accent, fin keeping with the spirit of fraternity?"
 Mrs. Rutter paused for a reply, and the study, now completely swept from its moorings. applauded hystercally. "The granddaughter of George Grundy, of Vir- ginia," with fierce challenge in her tones, "can scarcely listen to such assertions in silence"
 More emotional sympathy from the study and the Rev. Phebe Hanaford stepped be- tween the combatants.
 Members of this society hold different opinions, but, of course, Miss Phillips had no personal feeling" began their intending peacemaker. 'T'm a rabid eastener and abolftionist myself but let us give the south credit for conscientious motives"
 'T ann very sorry" announced the belig- erent Miss Phillips, "that our president felt called upon to apologize for me. l was stating not opinions but facts"
 And you said'-an attack from a new quarter-"that no agricultural country comes into prominence" Mrs. Moore was shaking an admonishing finger as she spoke. But I come from Hungary. It is agricultural. At home I milk COW, raise pig--I am a peasant. My country has set an example to Europe--especially its women."
 'It can't be altogether agricultural" |" cried Miss Phillips, facing her adversary.
 'It is just that" answered the Hungar- ian stoutly.
 'Orderr' shouted the chairman, waving the gavel and vainly trying to lift her voice above the confusion. Just at the ch- max of the excitement, the> reading desk, disturbed from its equilibrium, crashed loudly down in the very midst of the warning women. And John C. Calhoun's ghost was laid for the day at least.