The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1909-08-06


chanting beauty, She allowed all to do
her homage, was a lover to all, and
true to none. She made conquests
; to exert power, she inveighled men
out Of millions for the pleasure Of
spending, and broke mems hearts for
the delight it gave her to see them
writhe. She was false to all, true to
none, a coquette, treaeherous and
(perfdious.
The war came on. Feaster, her
stepfather, died and she like all 9TH
ers Of the South, felt the vieissitudes
and stress Of war. Times got out Of
joint for Mary and her mother.
A prison pen had been established
in Columbia and it became fad with
this Southern beauty to visit the
prisoners, alleviate their suffering to
the extent Of her means, and enlven
their monotonous life, by her bewitch-
ing smiles and CHEEKY conversation. A.
prisoner mysterieusly escaped, a
young officer Of the artillery, and no
one knows to this day how it oc-
Cured except those directly con-
oerned- What became Of him? Mary
Boozer kept him concealed in her
home for more than year. How was
that possible, in a city so homoge-
neous, and she. having such wide cir
culation Of friends and being sur
rounded by number Of negro SER
wants?
Well, Mary did it,
In the shades of night wheu all
was still, there was much time for
cooing and wooing amid the silence Of
this grand old home. There they
plighted their troth. What was more
natural, eirher in romance or reality?
They were to bide their time, await
''till the clouds rolled BY" then the
artillery man was to take his bride of
the Sunny South to the SHOWS Of the
North, and fever afterward live hap
pily."' Ali. only one more poor devil
to be crushed under the car Of Mary
Boozer's juggernaut Of beauty, vani-
ty and treaehery.
The clouds rolled on,, and so did
the war. Sherman's army was near
ing the city and Mary, with her moth
er, together with the affanced- were
preparing to fly the coop and take
service wish the enemies of her coun-
try. She was not only willing to be-
tray her country, but her friends,
her confdantes and her people as well.
When William Teeumseh Sherman
entered the city Of Columbia, with
flags flying, and bands playing, he
was met with the glad hand Of wei
come by the only Southern woman
who extended it during his famous
march TO the sea.
Gen. Sherman was not lady's
man as we all know by his answer to
the mother superior Of the convent in
Columbia, when asked to spare the
institution from the flames
"Madame, I can't do it. War is
hell. p
He turned the beauty and her
mother, with the now ragged: Cap
tain, her future lord and master, over
to the sly old Slocum and the pious
Howard, commanding the left and
center wings Of the army respectively.
These two worthless took the rene
gade as if they had been two angels
fallen through the riffs Of the cloud:
Old Slocum directed the pair to select
the finest equippage in the city, get
the best horses they could (if not he
would furnish them), pack up their
most treasured household goods, and
get ready at once, as the city would
be in flames that night, to move with
the army, the army furnishing the
transportation. The Feaster carriage
that is the one belonging to Mary and
hermother,had grown shopworn during
the whirligig Of war. So the pair Sc
lected DR.. Heintish's carriage, or it
NAV have been DR.. Miot's or Fishers
and had the finest pair of horses,
stolen in Georgia, to move this lovely
pair Northward.
; That night the fun began. Howard,
too much of a Christian and moralist
to even wish or think crooked things,
gave out the news Of this grand ac-
QUESTION of beauty to the army and
throwing his thumb over his shoulder
as he met a young blade among his