Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-12-11

week. The wrapper Is twirled around
stick, hollow cylinder at one end,
and the paper is tackled In so as to re-
tain the ball without the necessity Of
tying. The ball Is then dropt in and
pushed down with the other end Of the
stick, as far as it will go-thus becom-
ing powder tight. This Is the labor Of
one person. Another pours in the
charge Of powder; while two or three
other busy fingered lads fold the paper
over the open end Of the cartridge and
press 1t down firmly in curious little
machine constructed for the purpose.
The cartridge Is now complete, with
half the labor bestowed In the old
method Of making them; and we ven
ture to say that the soldier can shoot
three times with them to twice with the
cumbrous things Of the United States.
When Mr.. Spillman showed his de-
sign to Beauregard, he declared he had
never seen anything compared to 1t;
and ordered him to make every car
fridge he could for the government. He
Is even tearing up old ones and recon-
structing them on his plan. The Spill
man Cartridge" will doubtless super
cede the one now in use; and Mr.. Spill
man, himself, must be regarded as a
great benefactor Of his country.
We cannot conclude without giving
you a brief account Of a visit on Tues
day, in company with Orderlies Farr
and Mason, to the Rappahannock
Mountain. This Is beautiful peak six
miles distant, midway between War
renton and Salem. We started early In
the morning after "Views-a-foot," de-
termined to pass the day among the
hills and grassy wales. On the way we
halted at Mr.. Gaskins'. where Mr..
Farr had made acquaintances, and ac-
cepted an invitation to call as we re-
turned and dine. Soon we were stand
ing on the top Of the Rappahannock or
Wildcat" mountain, with an ocean Of
plains spreading to the southeast, and
the beautiful farms Of upper Fauquier
and the free state" on the other side,
while beyond them heaved skyward the
wild and rugged peaks Of the Blue
Ridge in their mantle Of cloud and
smoke. This view Is said to be almost
equal that so celebrated, from the
White mountains Of New England. The
free state" Is part Of a grant to Lord
Fairfax in Colonial days. It was divid-
ed into small tenantries and q curious
condition imposed on each tenant to
whom lease was given, was that he
must plant an apple orchard" A doz-
en- or so large worm -gnawed, bird pick
ed apple-trees, which appear to have
sighed in the wintry blasts Of centuries,
stand now on the very summit Of the
mountain.-Most Of the free state"
fell into the hands Of Chief Justice
Marshall in his day, and is still owned
by the family. Although there Is per
haps not a single respectable cottage on
the whole Of it-and it is near ten mile
by six in extent, and although 1t was
under cultivation hundred years ago;
yet much Of the lands are said to be
wo4tn $50 per acre. What a comment
on the folly Of those farmers who can
rip up a plantation in ten years!
Mr.. Gaskin Is a fine old Virginia
gentleman, living in elegant retirement
amongst neighborsSlike himself. Nearly
every one Of whom has, or has had, one
or more invalid soldiers with him, en-
joying the bounties Of most generous
hospitality. He pressed us to stay the
night-to stay q week. We returned to
Warrenton, however, wearied with the
days exercise, though enchanted with
its experiences.-Every now and then
our good "orderly"-who has a streak
Of the Arcadian in him-would break
forth in praise Of the rural felicity and
bounty, everywhere pictured in the val
ley landscapes. Our own imagination
was haunted with cold fountains and
bubbling brooks, green pastures and
lowing herds Of fat cattle and fiocks Of
fleecy sheep, we'll filled barns, granaries
and dairies, while cottages and thrifty
house wives, and Widespread tables,
until there rose before US life Of
peace and plenty health and happiness
that would charm a misers soul. The
orderly" thinks-and we are inclined
to side with him-that II one could
transfer Virginia grazing farm amid
mountains, valleys and gurgling streams
to South Carolina, 1t would be minia-
ture Eden. Too lengthily,
Our Corporal.
ITO he continued