In the next issue of the _Argus_, therefore, was this paragraph, meant to be provocative:-- =God's providence has been said to watch over fools and drunkards.

We guess this is so; and that the pretensions of a certain individual in our midst to its watchfulness in the double capacity indicated can no longer be in doubt.= These lines did their work.

The next _Banner_ spoke of a foul conspiracy whose nefarious end it was to blacken the sterling character of a good man, of that Nestor of the Slocum County Bar, Colonel J.
Rodney Potts.

As testimony that the best citizens of the town were not involved with this infamous ring, it had extorted from Colonel Potts his consent to print certain letters from these gentlemen setting forth the Colonel's surpassing virtues in no uncertain terms--letters which his innate modesty had shrunk from making public, until goaded to desperation by the hell-hounds of a corrupt and subsidized opposition.
The letters followed in a terrific sequence--a series of laudations which the Chevalier Bayard need not have scorned to evoke.
Then we waited for Solon, but he was rather disappointing.

Said the next _Argus_:-- =We have heretofore considered J.R.Potts to possess the anti-social instincts of a parasite without its moderate spirit of enterprise.