The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-12-06

ness men" ambled Nj. Wilkerson. sing
ing at the top of his voice. and now he
could be heard distinctly enough for
those near him to distinguish tie mel
ody with which it was his intention to
favor the public:
"Glory, glory, halleluiah.
AS we go marching on.
The words. the air, that husky voice.
recalled to the men of Carlow another
day and another procession not like this
one. And the song Wilkerson was
singing is the one song every northern
born American knows and can sing.
The leader of the band caught the
sound. signaled to his men, twenty in
struments rose as o1e to twenty
mouths. the snare drum ratified, the big
drum crashed, the leader threw his
baton high over his head, and music
burst from twenty brazen throats:
"Glory, glory, halleluiah!"
Instantaneously the whole procession
began to sing the refrain, and the peo-
ple in the street and those in the
wagons and carriages and those lean
ing from the windows joined with one
accord. The ringing bells caught the
time of the song, and the upper air
reverberated in the rhythm.
The HArkless club Of Carlow
wheeled into Main street, 200 strong,
with their banners and transparencies.
Lige Willetts rode at their head, and
behind him strobe William Todd and
Parker and Ross Schofeld and Newt
Tibbs and Hartley Bowlder, and even
Bud Tipworthy held place in the
ranks through his connection with the
Herald. They were all singing, and
behind them Helen saw the flag COW
cred barouche and her father, and be-
side him sat John Harkless, with his
head barred. She glanced at Briscoe.
He was standing on the seat in front
of her and Minnie and both were sing
ing. Meredith had climbed upon the
back seat and was nervously fumblins
at a cigarette. Sing, Tom!' the gir:
cried to him excitediy.
.I should be ashamed not to-" he
answered, and dropped the cigarette
and began to sing John Browns
Body" with eli his strength. With that
she seized his hand, sprang up beside
him, and over the swelling chorus her
full soprano rose, lifted with all the
power in her.
The barouche rolled into the square,
and as it passed Harkless turned and
bent sudden gaze upon the group in
the blackboard, but the western sun
was in his eyes and he only caught a
glimpse Of a vague. bright shape and
a dazzle Of gold, and he was borne
along and out Of view down the singing
street.
GLORY, glory, halleluiah!
Glory, glory, halleluiah
Glory, glory, halleluiah
AS we go marching on
The barouche stopped in front of the
courthouse, and Harkless passed up
lane they made for him to the steps.
When he turned to them to speak, they
began to cheer again, and he had to
wait for them to quiet down.
I'VE can't hear him from over here,
said Briscoe. Were too far off. Mr..
Meredith, suppose you take the ladies
closer liz; I'll stay with the horses"
"He's a great man, isn't he?" Mere
dith said to Helen as he handed her
out Of the blackboard. 1--WE been try
inc to realize that he's the same old
fellow I've been treating so familiarly
all day long,
eyes, he is a great man." she an
swered. This is only the beginning
That's true" said Briscoe. "Only
wait awhile. and we'll all go on to
Washington and get thrill down our
backs when we hear the speaker say.
The gentleman from Indiana and see
John Harkless rise to speak. But hurry
along, young people"
Crossing the street, they met Miss
Tibbs. She was wiping her streaming
eyes with the back Of her left hand and
still mechanically waving her hand
kerchief with her right. "IsE't it beau
tiful:' she said, not ceasing 90 uncon-
sciously futter the little square of CAM
brio. ''There was such a throng that
l grew faint and had to come away.
don't mind your seeing me cry. Pretty
near everybody cried when he walked
up the steps and we saw that he was
| lame"
John Harkless looked down upon the
| attentive, earnest faces and into the
| kindly eyes of the Hoosier country peo-
pie, and as he spoke the thought kept
recurring to him that this was the place
he had dreaded to come back to; that
these were the people he had wished to
leave, these who gave him everything
they had to give. and this made it diff
cult to keep his tones steady and his
throat clear. Helen stood so far from
the steps (nor could she be induced &c
penetrate farther, though they would
have made way for herr that only
fragments reached her, but these she