The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1904-11-08

served Newberry college with a con-
secrated service, don't forget to men-
ton D. Arlington. He was the faith
full friend and coadjutor of that great
and noble christian hero Josiah Philip
Smeltzer who served Newberry COL
lege when that service meant hard
work and great sacrifices and few
thanks and scant pay. With meagre
salaries and often times slight assis-
tance and cooperation from the
church, they toiled on, and on and
on, when every step meant se1f-sac-
rifce.
Talking about his oddity, Prof Ar
rington was not what is generally
now known as a "society" mamie
never would have passed for 'dude"
he had an utter contempt for any,
thing like fashion or fashionable at
tire. I see him now. Tall and erect
with his cut-a-way coat, quite too
small for him, seedy, red and foxy,
from age and weather and freedom
from whist brush-if he ever bought
new coat the three years I was at
college and one after I left college I
do not know of it, His vest was al
ways too short and failed by an inch
or so of making connection with the
top of his pants waistband, conse-
quently you could always see his
shirt. Very frequently his "galluses"
were made of cotton homespun or
knitted-which later ones, by the way,
are the best kind you can wear. His
pants were generally short-too short,
probably by two inches-His shoes
often tied with cotton twine strings,
sometimes with leather strings, were
the old fashioned brogans, mere like
gluts than any other object that I can
at this moment recall-with this at
tire he would move down street as
agile as a cat, with that eagle eye
peering first this side of the street
and then the other-and if he had little
"Bettie" as he very frequently did,
there would be that earnest, animated
conversation as if he were hard bent
on solving some abstruce problem in
calculus or trigonometry. Oh! but
didn't we boys love him-not for his
looks, for he was not pretty by a
long shot, not for his clothes, not
for his eccentricities-not for these
but for the true manhood, the un-
ainching loyalty, the unconquerable
hatred to sham that permeated every
fibre of his inmost being He was
every inch man! and we respected
him-we admired him-we feared him
we loved him-any. of us boys
would have fought for him. Ask Ben
Cromer-ah! Ben remembers the old
fellow-how grandly he pulled US all
Out of that big "Larcey Trial"-every
mothers son Of US, went out that
night, stayed out nearly all night hold.
ing trial in one of the society halls,
and didn't get home till soon in the
morning-out all night and no per-
mission from DR.. Smeltzer. But, lis
ten, we had friend at court! "Old
Davy" was there bright and early
next morning the whole thing from a
to z, and soon was impressed with the
glorious deviltry Of the thing and
promised his advocacy of Our case be-
fore the faculty. And he won! God
bless "Old Davy." I am so glad you
were so thoughtful to recall him and
his services. T wish I had time to
write a book on the old fellow-it
would be erich, rare and racy'' and
would out sell by far "Winning of the
West" Or the -Four Princes" but
time forbids. My heart is with the
old fellow wherever he is-whatever
his condition. I would gladly walk
five miles to shake his hand-gladly
would I welcome him to the best my
bed and board could afford. Do you
know where he is?
As to Capt Pifer-you have him
with you-may be he's like the poor,