The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1900-08-15

1t has been the iQNarldDIe custom 10
give the governor Il second term as an
endorsement OF q good administration
of the affairs of the State. This was so
well understood that there was nothing
but routine work at the former nomi-
mating convention for second term
until Tillman came in, then the hounds
of hate and fury. malice and all other
kinds of manners were let loose. and
we were entreated to relegate Tillman
to obscurity-Send him back to his
farm. diSgraced in the eyes of the
world. Did we send old Ben home:
Did we DO what Gonzales and the gang
desired us to do? | think l hear the
rebel veil. No. no: never, never We
gave him second term. and then sent
him to the United States Senate, where
he has vindicated our faith in his abili-
tv and won national reputation for
himself.
WE OWE M'SWEENY ANOTHER TERN.
In simple Justice and common decency
we owe Governor McSweeney another
term. Our State cannot even then
afford to lose the services OF such an
able man. Mr.. Gary also has ability
YOU will answer. Granting this. but
why. when it has been the custom OF a
century to allow q second term: why
should we remove the old landmarks
now when our State has been more
prosperous than for many years past:
The phenomenal development of South
Carolina in manufacturing marks an
era in our industrial history that as
toniSheS the world. We are able to
state that notwithstanding the ashes
and desolation of war. South Carolina
steps forth second only to Massachusetts,
in the number of her spindles. This
splendid fact alone proves that the pres
ent governor has the confidence of bus
iness men at home and abroad. We
have tried this man-why take one with
less experience.
NICK M'CASLAN'S DILEMMA.
Mr.. Gary is all right for another time,
bat Just now he is like the little Secedor
boy down on Long Cane that Nick
McCaslan tells about. Nick and a can
didate dined with a friend and they had
fried chicken. Nick declares he didn't
take second piece. but that just as
the candidate helped himself second
time there was loud wall from behind
the door. The gentleman of the house
said. Whats the matter buddle:
Buddle boo-hooed some, but finally
blurted out Them darned fools IS er
eating up all the fried chicken Bud
dies company manners did not sustain
him long enough: in short he was too
previous-just so with the governorshlp.
See?
Now as to the other candidate. We
don't mean to mince matters bat call 4
spade a spade.
Prohibition is the Jack-o' lantern b.
whose Pickering light Col. Hoyt would
fain walk into the governors chair.
Prohibition is lovely subject on paper
and would make an Eden of our earth
if it would work. But when YOU see
men who have been advocates OF the
open bar and who fought the dispensary
bitterly, coming uut with buSle and
drum and flags and cheers for Hoyt,
the prohibition candidate. IS not it
time to stop and think and ask yourself
why and wherefore this unholy alliance
between darkness and light, between
temperance and intemperance.
OIL AND WATER DO NOT MIX--BUT THE
WHISKEY ELEMENT AND THE COLD
WATER CROWD HAVE COME TO-
GETHER.
Doth oil and water mix? No, sir.
but whiskey and water are trying to
mix in the following of this ticket, Col.
Hoyt'S friends and his paper have ad-
vocated high license, and all signs point
to the fact that if we should get prohi-
bition it would be such dismal failure
that we would inevitably wind up with
high license and open bars. All these
significant things makes me think OF
Col. Hovt in connection with one OF
John Quincy Adams anecdotes. Once
upon time there was man who 1or
some reason did not wish his motherless
son to ever see or love woman. Hence
he brought the boy up on a country
estate where all the servants even were
men. Thus surrounded by men the
boy grew to manhood, his father hoping
thus to render him utterly Indifferent
to womankind. One day the father
took the son out walking beyond the
park gates of his country seat. They
had not gone far before they met two
very beautiful ladies. What are
those creatures. father:" the young
man inquired excitedly. Geese, my
son" said the father. pulling the boy
in the other direction, simply geese.
my son. We'll. father" said the son,
If God spares my life I mean to have
one of those geese.
c,,r ,,Yyr D,pc DIV opp<rn ~ TUE
NAME OF RELIGION?
We respect the opinion of convictions
of the true. bona tide prohibitionists,
but there are those calling themselves
so. who are wolves in sleeps clothing.
who see in thus splitting the Demo-
cratic vote in our State chance to get
back into power and have open bar
rooms all over the State: for they fore
see distinctly that under prohibition
the Illicit sale of whiskey will increase,
and that to avoid anarchy our people
will be compelled to resort to licensed
bar-rooms Then there would be five
more years of plenty for the bar-keep-
ers. They would flock into the State
by thousands, TO say nothing OF those
already here. Then they would have
a free and open chance to ruin that boy
of yours-that boy whose education
and training have been yours and his
mothers daily thought and care for
years--and now just when his bright
Young mind is expanding. showing forth
the promise of a glorious manhood. YOU
are preparing to open the bars in the
name of religion. How many wicked
devices rum has to entice its victims.
SAFEGUARDS OF THE DISPFNSARY.
Under the dispensary law your boy
can not buy whiskey, and if you keep
him off the streets at night the ex, and
would-be bar-keepers, will not get
chance to ruin him-that boy upon
whom all Your hopes are conferred
upon whose arm YOU expect to lean in
your old age. Alas. for your rosy
dreams, day by day. Your boy changes.
it is slow but sure. for by free drinks
and cigarettes the fatal habit is faSten-
ed upon him which changes him from