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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Vol. XII. WEDNESDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 23, 1876. No.8. THE HERALD IS PUBISHZD EVERY WEDNESDAY M0IWfflGj At Newberry, S. Co BY THK~ Fe GRENDKE:Rt Editor and Propre6r. Term". ftelo per ethsxuim, Invariably in Advance. ,,= =te,,erisst2rpd at the expiration of BjP The >4 mark denotes expiration of sub ecription. A CHIaL99S LA-U0WI. I love it, I love it-the laugh of a child, Now rippling and gentle, now merry and1 wild; Riaging out on the air vith its innocent gush,I Mie the thrill of' a bird at the soft twilight's hush; Floating up on the breeze like the to!ies of at Or the magic tbAt swells in the heart of a shell.t Oh, the laugh of a child, so wild and so il-he -pleamast soud,_k JUe *o$ld for m e. SOLDIER F~RITfZ,. *A STORY FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS. tj Adapted from the German of Franz _foffman. a A e'ta nrgtee ~ywhs upon the bed at night he could get d no rest; and often he would start up in his sleep and say to himstdf. ~' t.71~? )assed on and Fritz did not come. iome. The clock.struck twelve ne-two; but he was still absent. Finally the night came on; and he only news -hey had concerr ng Fritz was that he had been een on the road about the middle of the afternoon with a large sack n his shoulders! "Alas! alas!" exclaimed his mo her. "I shall never see my son gain! What madness to think of aking potatoes to his father I" Then she went up into his room, nd found his Sunday clothes, his ew boots and a sack he had beg ed from her three days before, Vere all gone! "He is gone! May he Lord protect and bring. him afe home again!" After this bort prayer -she wept as if -her eart- would -break. It was the eginning of many a sorrowful day D her. Now I must tell you how Fritz acceeded in his travels with -the vck on his shoulders. 'He did ot know the way to the river. thine, but made inquiries of every ody whom he..met. He had- no ioney; in fact he h.d started from ome with only nine cents in hi, ocket, and it did not take Iong D find some use for that. But he bought to himself; "Wherever go the peop6 wil-surelygive ie a loaf of bread. I need only. all them what I have in my bag, nd to whom I am carrying -the otatoes. Everybody will be glad nough to help- me. And-after a rhile I will rea:ch my fither. hat a swrprise it will -be to iml Then- will I say to him: Father, I have pieked out the est, potatoes in our cellar for you ad here they are." The hopes that Fritz had of be-, ig assisted -by other people were I realized, though it .was 'aot a fe plan for him to depend upon em. He found'- benefactors in e inn- where he stopped on the rst night of his journey; for den the morning eamne the guests la'de- him up a purse of eighbt-dol rs. By means of this he -was nabled to ride two days in- the tail coach. But when -it was all one he shouldered his sack of otatoes-again-and trudged on -in le direction of the r ver Rhine. .t another hotel where he halted >spend the nigbt the landlord sked him where he was going. ritz replied by tellinig him that is father was in the Prussian ar ty, that he had written about his aving eaten no potatoes for six Loths, and also that he had said Shis letter he. would like so much >have some of the good ones he ad left at home. "Here is a boy -ho loves his parents!I" said the endlord; whereupon he took a aper and pencil, and raised from is guests a.supseription of twen -eight dollars. But Fritz would nly take seven dollars, for he Lid he would not have a cent Lore than would carry him to the ~hine where his father was. inally, after Fritz had journey i many a long mile, he saw in e distance the first sentinel that ept guardronekd the Prussian ar "Will you be kind enough to ,ll me where my father is ?" was se question he asked of the sol "Foolish boy," answered the ing-.whiskei-ed sentinel, "how -do on suppose I know who your fa er is, or with what regiment he connected ?" "I beg your pardon," replied ldier Fritz, hurriedly. "My fa ier's name is Martin Bollermann, ad he is a sergeant in the Bran enburg regiment." "All right, my young friend, o can pass on." Then Fritz walked as fast as he uld, until he came to the second mtinel; then to the third; and nally to the adjutant, who took im by the hand, and after placing imself right in front of him, ade a strict examination of him. ut the mog he questioned the oy the m->re friendly and pleas. ot did he become. "Come along with me,bhe said, i think -we shall be able to find our father.ithiout much trou So they walked on until they a me ta magnificent tent.frOm the top of which there.floated a beau tiful flag. It was made of fine silk and Fritz' heart bounded for jo5 as he saw it streaming in the wind He went into the tent with the adjutant, and only took his sach of potatoes from his shoulderE when invited to take a seat. HE was surprised to see in another corner of the tent, a man clad in brilliant uniform, who was sitting at a large table with maps and plans spread out upon it. When the adjutant. went up 'to him he slowly raised his head; and as he did so, Fritz was convinced that he was the general of the ar my. After a few words of conversation had passed bietween them, the gen. eral motioned the*adjutant to leave' and beckoned' to Frfiz to 'come up to the table where he was. "What is your name," he asked, as he looked at the boy from head to foot. "Fritz Bollermann,~ but every body calls me Soldier Fritz," was the prompt reply. The generial smiled, a n d. inquired fuitheI "Where did you come from." "From Brandenburg." ''What brought you here?" "I wanted ,.y fatber to have some of our good, potatoes, airid hers~a bag of them for him." "Do you say you have potatoes in that sack for your father?" qeei is beli ing respected general. Here they are,as smooth and round as pebbles from the brook," answered,Fritz, as he u tied the mouthof his sack. "very well ' my son. "hey are indeed exceflent potsto6s, and sharpen up my appetite amaz ingly.. .ut do you go in to thal little room yonder, and .stay until I call you. Leave,your bag here; it will be safe in ny care." So Fritz. lifted the little curtain that served for a door, and enter ed the room at the back of the tent. As the large arm ahairvas empty he sat down in it, and be ing weary, from his toilsoie jour ney, be soon fell asleep there. He was snoring loud enough,.I can assure you, when the general went in arnd looked at. -himn a h.alf-bour afterwards. .But .while . e-was sou.nd asleep, the general was busy in arranging for a supper. He invi ted Sergeant Bollermann, and all the higbest officers 'in the army, to come to his tent- that evening for tea. Thien he gave the- neces sary orders to his'cook, as to-what he and his guests should have to eat. The horfrsupper arrived. All who had been invited came:.in good time. It was a matter~ Qf surpr,ise to the high officers to find that Sergeant Bollermann had been requested to. take supper with the general, as he bad never before received such a honor. Indeed, the sergeant himself was almost overpowe,red when he read the invitation, and at first thought there must be some mistake. The most remarkable thing ou the table was a large covered dishi Everything else was handed round,; but this was not touched. Occasion ally some of the officers glanced at it in curiosity. The general noticed it and smiled at his adju tant who was the only one besides himself that knew the secret. Fi nally the order was given to the waiter to take the lig from -the dish. Whbat should every body see but potatoes with the skins on them! Truly this was not expected. Some greater luxury was looked for. But you could not have .pleased Sergeant Bollerman better. . He would rather eat a good potato tan the richest dainty. "Thus far in our supper, my riends, you have been my guests," said the general, as a smile played n his lips. "But for the remaining part of our meal-that is for the potatoes-you are the guests of Sergean t Bollermann !" The officers inquired, with one voice, how this could be. "Tell s," said they, "how this has come to pass." "I ? Oh, no. 1 can't tell a story well," a n s w e r e d the general. "But 1 have a good historian near at hand. He will satisfy your wishes. A dj ut an t, call our *litle. friends from -my private Everybody was on the tiptoe of expectation. Just now the ser geant seemed to have caught the whole idea; and he first turned pale then red, as the eyes of the general rested on him. The adju tant entered the little chamber, and in a few minutes he lifted the curtain, leading out by the hand a bright-eyed boy-Soldier Fritz. . "Fritz, my dear Fritz! How did you get here?" exdlaimed the sergeant, quite unmindful of. the company in whi6h he was. The delighted boy made no reply, but rushed' to his father's arms, that were stretched out to receivv him. The scene was really affecti ing. Even the general himself Was moved to tears. When some min utes of silence had passed by, the general told Fritz to relate th history of his jouriiey to the Com pany present. I woMdihave been deligbted if you could have heard him-. He told everything so truth filly aind earnestly. When hi had finished, the Aeneral made a signal for-the compan' to retire fr6m tietent. But a e sergeant was about leaving with the rest hd was told tfif his presence was furlher aeeded and was requeste& to go into the little room of ihichi I Yii4 spoke b or6 ' o hean. Fiitz wentO tie room togeth: er. By-and-'b the general caln iP holding a'large piece of parei relit in on iand, and a long purm fnll of 4old pieces in -thi other. ' He tfem said to Sergeant'Boller mann: %y friend, here is yoain diselrge fromdservice in the armk,l terWith the"guarantyfo. e& sion as long as you live. And this purse contains a little present for yqur faithful son. It will help to educate him and fit haim for usefalness." 'General, you are so kind! h&ve not deserved such favors as these," replied the . sergean t, so delighted, that he hardl~y kpew what to say. "Yes,, you have. In the last~ engagement with t ie enemly you fought bravely, and received. a. wound whioh will iollow you to your grave. More than this,.you have a son.. wshose-. ad'eet,ionate heart and active gi.gd will need a father's.symnpatby and,& care. Go home, old comrade, andbrnal your.e,hildren up.ayou have done this oa.e to respect, and love, and Za bor for_ ther.parseg" The,sergeant was deeply affected at these words. He -kissed the1 generaI'a ha.nd, and thaned.him for, hei4kindness and attentio. Then-the general turned to Bol, dier Fritz, and after kissing him several- sines he said: "Be goodt Ernt infddtrious and yoid dftl UNoute1 an honored mnan. God always loves1 a child who honors his. father and mother;'. and he invariably m.akes1 such childiren successful and respect ed. Faretel4andmaythyHReavenly Father- bless thee!" I 'will not wveary your patience, by describing the journey Bire wards; nor bf dwelling upon the joyful meeting with the loved ones again. And when everything was revealqd, it .was to Fritz - that all eyes were tred. They heaped praises upon him, but they did not miake him vain or proud. His an ewer to his parents when they spoke well of him was: "My dear parents, you-have pray ed much for me. It is no wonder then that God has rngde me instru-. mental in doing some little good." When Fritz grew up to man hood, he became a soldier; for that was what he.had always felt it his- dety to lie. Step by step he rosA from one position to ano ther. Now he is a celebrated and respected general of the Prussian army. A Missouri lawyer successfully j defended a highwaywan,but charg- t ed him an exorbitant fee. The highwayman paid it without a t murmur, stopped his counsel on a his way home at night, and recov- i ered the cash. t The most puzzling .thing about r an editorrial shears is the antipii t thy usually existing between that t useful article and'the'italic found c at the bottom of a paragapah. LFrom the Lutheran Visitor.] WOkLDLY PLE ASURE. S NUMBBR .I. BUT WHAT ARE WORLDLY PLEA. URES .I it difficult to determine'? Surely -not. It is or ougbt to e impossible for them, whose fo*w require thom to "walk not. after the flesh but after the Spir ij' to confound. the "works of .the desh- with &be "1fi uits of the Spir d it. Whoever really endeavors to Walk after the Spirit must turn hi U pon what is contrary &Q the,Spirit. eow' a member oft thieha-ctPis 1ooked upon ,as -One wifH walks after the Spirit; andr thidWord of dod plainly mentions -even to t1reoffending of worldly p.odesty-w a must be avoided. - lere.they are: o the works of the Uesh. are manifesti w ch: are these gdpltery,fornication, uncleanness,_ miviusness, idoatry, Witch graf, hatred,variance, emulations, wFath, strife, s@ditions,. heresies, Jt anvyigs, marVrs, drqpkenness, qeveligs, and such; like : of- the which I tell you before, as T 4Te told you in time past, that Y hey l Khedo ?uch bing. .shall motinherit the kingdom of God." b The words "and suck like" are d kwfully -ipdefinite: apd fi bpn ;s the responsibiiy..of applyi b $ke.bovetmentioned4 standardsias bests, forgtablisling th harac or of mwy other kindred prac ,ices, someof whieh without these iideos ty.pes, would appear ia 1oeet. Can,these, or aBy imdil eluceItad ngto ti6en e0e occi y. common ground WitW . the Iraits of he Spirit ?" What aie hey e ''Bnt the fruit of the Spirit :is ove; joy, peace, long:suffering, gentlenss, goodness, faith, meelk-,i tess, temperadce; against suchi shaere is no laW."-Gal. v. 22, 23. At the risk of giving offence, I tll mtuke a tabular irringemnent >f'ttisse opposing types, in two ists. ~This will enable eh, more t ssil' to. pei-eeive our indfnations nd habite, nifesTy' airranging hegle.; p.tb.a ne column irthe 9ther. I place the "w-orks of" the fles.h" on the left, and (h 'fruit of the Spirit" on the right.- a Ldultery, fornication, .. Love, Juecleanniess, lasciviousniess, Jo, le dolatiyg witcheraft, Pae latred, variance Long-ufrn,o~ Emznadtis, wrath, strif~ Mu enss, d seditiona,heresies, Goodness,* ~uvig,murderw, Faith, t )runkenness, . Meniness, levellings. . Temperance. IAiow let us imagine these two col ins to' be two mirrors; and let is hold up before them some ofr he practices 'which yield what d nankind -calls pleasure. Let us bi >bservW from wieh mirror they a wiW0be-refeeted' for whateveiri P1 enin one can never be seen in l ~he other so long as t.here 'is no ,oncord between Christ and .BeliaI, s aor common service of God and e iiammon. To' begin,take desecra ion of the Lord's day. It seems ,o afford much. pleasure. In the w arge cities, throughont~ the world, t ie a veryL fruitful sour~e. of. anusement and sensuality. IHold ng it up before our imaginary th airrors, we can not expect to see n4 ny image reflected from the one vhere I have placed the "fruit of a he Spirit"-it is too palpably car- 8a ial; but it is thrown back,in multi- d lied gleams, from the. dark sur ace where "the -works of the esh,' each one like the facet on .n insect's eye, reveals a separate so onsituent sin. We see the Sunday a fternoon lag,er beer saloon decom iosed into revellings, drunkenness, e vrath, strife, murders, lascivious iess, uncleanness-shall I go on ? f?o. The array of carnal pleas- d tres suited to every grade or taste. a vihich Sabbath-breaking offers, is u( ruly enticing. The neighborly ly isit, the pleasure drive,the loiter- re og halt, to listen to and laugh at sh he "filthy comrmunication," the se troll over the farm, the Sabbath at light.gallantry, to and fro, be- y( ween the parlor and the church, he "pride of life" in the display f pompous trailing apparel,"walk- ai ng and mincing as they go" into m he very place where it is announ ed that God is in his holy temple. 'hese are only a few specimens iicked up, at long intervals, from vast field. Is not religion de igned to make such pleasures less? Lre they compatible with the re aired christian demeanor? Religion is designed- to purify 11 the sources of pleasure-ompat. ble with christianity; all others must drive out of the Church. t separates wit and-humor from currility,drunkenness and obscen ;y. It rescues music from de asing associations. It d riv es omr our.parlors insincerity, scan al and hollow formality. It -per uades woman to abandon heathen sh grotesqueness in her dress, ad' return to the dignity of bristian simplicity. "Ye shall keep my Sabbaihs -and 3v.erence my sanctuary; I am he Lord." Lev. xxvi. 2. Unquestionakly, we ought to xert, ouirselves to imitate Rim rho has kept the Sabbath for nd declared that He is-lhe Boid f the Sabbath. JoEN AmDT. WoNaDE,U IN YoUR BODY.--Sup ose your age to be fifteen, or iereaboats. You have two hundred bones od six hundred muscles; your leed weighs twenty-f.e paunds; our heart is fii inches in length hdI-href inh inin diamedit'; it eats seviertyit mes per minite, ,200 times pei hour, 100,800 Per y, 36,792,000 per year. At each eat .4little .ver two. ounces of 1oodiAthrown e; of it; and each ay if..sreceivbs and - disWharges . bouseven tons of that wondeful aiid - Your lings will contain a gallon r air,Andyou inhale 24,000 gallons er -fy. The aggregale surface r the. air cells 7:!of your langs, ippo.ing them to be spread out, Keeod 20,000-square inches. - The- weight of yotr brain is free pounds, when you are-aman will- weigh about eight onees Your nerves exceed 10,000,000 number. ~Your skin is Composed of three yers, and varies from one-fourth > ne-.eighth of an inch in thick ss. The are&r of -your skin iis Sout 1,700& inches. Each square chi contains about 2,500 sweat g tubes or perspiratory .pores, ~ch of which may be likened to little draining-tile one-fourith. of i inch long, makingan aggregate ngth of the surface of your bodly -88,541 feet, oea tile ditch for aiing thes body almoest iseven-~ en 'miles long; The editoi of the Columbas I.) Times has met with that ~ra.ais-a young. planter out of bt. He made this year 2,000 isbels of oats on one hundi-ed id fifty acres, corn and mneat in enty, and 12 bales of cotton. e employed only two regular wds; hiring others when. neces ,rg, by the day. He has ma'de oney, and says if he had hired gteen h?ands and planted his antation in cotton, the plaice ould have been very bes*Hiy! in dved in debt. Sensible fellow. ~ A farmer, whose -cribs were full hi corn, was accustomed to pray at the wan'ts of the poor and fi ~edy might be supplied; but when al yone in needy .circumstances ti ked for a little of his corn, he id he had none to spare. One ti y, after hearing his father pray ~ r the poor and needy, his little ti n said to him: "Father I wish ge had your corn." "Why," my ti n, "what could you do with it?" a ked the father. The child repli- gj , "I would answer your pray- a 8!" "I would. marry you," said a Ia y t o a n importunate lover, vere it not for three reasons."s )h, tell me," he said, imploring- g ,"what they are, that I may move them!I" "The first is," Y e. said, "I don't love you; the ~ cod is, I don't want to love you; id the third is, I couldn't love ~ >uiflI wanted to !"0 The fellow who recovered his iptite soa he is noar in a gawu- Ad L SHREWD SAUSAGE-DEAL ER. 1OW TO MAKE AN ENORMOUS PROFIT ON. BOLOGNAS. The other day, about noon, a reung man left in charge of one >f the law.offices on Grand street ,bought he would go down Dia nond alley and invest one Of his kard earned five cent pieces in a ree lunch. He had just got his lat on his head and his foot on the shreshold of the office-dodr -when w individual with a baske on iis, arm entered the sadetum of aw.~ - - "Do you want any sausage to., lay ?" he asked of -the law stu lent, takWg the lid off his basketr id displaying about-a dozen larg. 0lgaa -sausages. 7 "1 danno," said the -lerk in a kesitating manner, "hdw- much ?" "Only ten cent&apieceaWhea t that" said Ve-iausage!Vnder* ,king one out. The clerk hfught 1t1ie Would ave him a trip dorn towiso he beided to--purehase. Aedording. y he took. one of the liftest saQ ages in the basket "dindedthe nan the-required sui-ten cents -ad was about todat-it in- two, rhen the-peddl6fA,ddi 'yft'havn'l seen ay mad-dogs his season have yod iWst4r ? There was something so- evi lently suggestive in ihiia"t the roung man-iald down the untast d bologda. "No,I iavn't. y ?" Well, Ijustl.thought ad w his was dog days,-yojraight:"ave edn one shot. If so, I would like ohold aiwust on the corpus. uk:as you aini oe#n any; it's all 'and: he @tated -fbi'-tbe locm -But as'. the clerkJ again 4eked-up the eaReag6, hventur du "Them there sausages are I fresh," .he sid, "jist Made his Iorning. , (The elerk took a bite.) -"Tbere wras a cat-fight on oni cof last night, air the waf tdem ritters.hiowled 'was a 'dution. ~un, and hisst nie I? I didn't kill hirteen of them." - (Thie clerk put down' his ho ogna.) "Abe what did'you do With their odies ?"' he asked a- sickly smile tehting ove hisgpallid feturies. "Now see ire, mist,i-, whein I slt you a stoi-y, y~ou shioldi't sk. any questione. But dirim here cats ain't on our roof now, -on 'bet." 4 A thought seemed to strike' the [erk. - "You killed thirteen cats 1 st night; y'ou 'say ?'" he sked. "Yes, mister, thst's juist what. sadand'jurst what Idid.'" t "And these sairsages were made i bis morning? ?" A ihorridm smie spread over the ; insage man's face. "Again your humble servant I sys yes," hea'nswsered. "One more question,'' continued ,t Th yoling man. "Ar6 the san- t iges made out of cats ?" c "That's a leading question,-mis- C ar,which' this court won't answers i :ut if you feel like chawing up a wrats beforeoyou get the bo- C igna down, it ain' my fault," and S e started to go. t "Here, my man," said the horrf. 8 ed clerk, "I guess I don't want ~ f ay sausages to-day. Never mind ie money. Begone!I". r Thbe bologna man went out of te door, saying to himself: r'hat's the fourth time I've sold iat bologna to-day, which makes irty cents clear. ' If I keep on h >is way I'll get rich. Good-day, ister, I'll call to-morrow," and ie inkstand just mnissed his head ~ he closed the door.. [Pittsburg Leader. 8 A gentleman, meeting a Wall e reet friend, said: "I've just mort aged my house, and have several iousand dollars to spare. Can't ou toll me something neat and ife to go into ?" "Yes," repliedE le broker, "I can put you to a ire thing. Buy that mortgage e a your house 1" ' - Although a woman's age: is uq mniably her own, she does not an it.1 ADVERTISINC RATES* Advertisements inserted at the rat of $1.00 per square-one inch-for frst insertion, and 75c. for each subsequent insertion. Doublo Column advertisements ten per cent on above. v 16dtis oTmeetiiobit"isand tibutes of respect, same iat s rquare as ordinary advertisements. Special notices in local column 15 cents per line, _x;,&jVv j rbid M*tOR Done with Nebatujis and jDispatch 'rerins Casb. A YEAR AGO AND NOW. They lingered ot-the. gst4 until be could*finish thiat W&~ 'eark, ~~~ ih her fa,While her eyes were looking down from beneath a jaunty hat, that'-only par tially shaded her face from the tight of the silvery moon. Ae stood gracefilly on t ,he ' u-t iide, with one ha.nd iested on- 'the ,atbpost and the oiher ti;icipZun 7Mteltigible .hiero&lyphice ".9i 'the pannels. They *ere16king very 5entimental,'andn et6i ioike. for 50mne minutes, until she broke' si. Lenee ihva4M,0mtWeaI voice: %Abd you- WfildmgW~ think as 'Ow do-now;' Geore? - "EBver,. deires'; Your -iniitgai i i!aPneised:U'Pn Iny iie*Wtso*iidel i blyithat uiothibg can - ver -ei&&ce it. Tell- me jaii, "lim, -of' VeurAsx, that Ibavi4 W--twk4 to wear it there.11 - - KAJ, you-toen-ar~e 9&I'd"etfulill be aniswered;co- ibl'. "True, Jut*a -meW iSAeeftfhl,"