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A. L&r r A Family Companion, Devoted -to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agricultur,Mres o Vol. XII.O WED,NESDAY MORNING, NOVEiMBER 22, 187.No4. THE H ER A LD 1S PUBLISMED EVERY WEDNESDAY 310EXING, It Newberry., S. C. BY THOS, F. GRENEKERt tditor and Proprietor. Termhs, $2,50 per JInnums, Invariably in Advance. RD** The paper is stopped at the expiration of time for Which It is paid. I?- The M mar denotes expiration of sub osription. LOVE. L,ove is older than his birth go a loving poet sung. How can he be so old, so yA~ng, Born every hour throughout the earth? Heurts grow cold, And bells are tolled; His heart has never ceased to beat; Still his feet are dancing feet. Blazing in his strong right hand Is the hymeueal torch; He lights the bridegroom from the porch To wher the priests and altars stand; L,eads the maid, Who, unafraid, Passes them from maid to wfe Knows the -secret of her life! EArth hath kings-he kings them all; Their rich palaces are his; They were, and are not, but he is, He sees great empires rise and fall, Fall and rise. With equal eye; Nothing disturbs his happy reign, go our kissing lips remain. When you press your Ups to mine, What Care I for time or fte? Death m.nxt pan me by, or weit Blake to-morrow will please raise their hands." Every soul did so with the ex ception of Kate herself, who rose instantly and hurried away, blush ing with confusion and anger. "She's dead in love with him," lisped little Nannie Peters. And so is be with her, and would b6 at her feet in a moment if she didn't treat him so outra geously," remarked a young fellow who had not yet spoken. Quoth Emily Lytle: "He's as good as she is, every bit, if he once did turn somersaults in a circus for a living. Everybody knows tbat Mr. Winstanly made his money by"- A loud buzz in. terrupted her revelation. Sanderson loquiter: "One ofli the first rules of our society, Miss Lytle, is 'no slander allowed.' You are on the point of breaking it." "I'm sure it's no slander, but the truth," pouted Emily. "There are plenty of girls as handsome as she is that he might have for the asking." Chorus of ladies: "Plenty pleaty--shoals of them." It was pretty Lelia David's turn to speak. "It seems to me that in a small, nineteenth century sort of way, this is quite a Benedict and Bea trice case. Two people affect to hate each other, and yet are long ing to rush into each other's arms, and here are we all, friends of both parties, continually plotting and planning to throw them to gether. I wouldn't be surprised any time to hear him say: 'Against my will, I'm sent to bid you come to supper." Radcliffe rejoined: "According to the rules which we twenty men and women undertook to ob serve when we all met here for mutual amusement, she must ride with him to-morrow; but how are we to get him to believe she has consented willingly ?" "That's easy enough," replied Grandfather Sanderson. "I'll hatch up something for the occision ; but don't any of the rest of you say a word-for he's so sensitive that he half suspects why she treats him so uppishly, and the first word would make him fly the track." "H-sh!1" said every one. In the adjoining parlor Kate had struck the first chords of a popu lar song, and as her rich voice rolled out on the balmy air, the ex-athlete strolled up to the merry party on the piazza, and like them listened spell-bound to the tones he loved so well. -The song ceased, and .after a moment's pause she began a duet, expecting, no doubt, that Sam Williams, who usually sung with her, would take it up outside. In stead of which he nudged Blake, who immediately, as if irresistibly, began in a round, rich voice, the like of' which the disdainful maid had never heard before, but sup posed it was Sanderson, or one of the rest. How exquisitely their voces blended ; only hers was un trained, while his had all the eul ture of an opera singer. In.deed, many of his hearers wondered if ever he had been a professional singer as well as athlete, and thought what a loss to the public was such a voice.. Every one enjoyed the singing, and was especially amused at the thought that Kate was unconsci ously pouring out her whole heart in united melody with the man she professed to despise. Did sbe ? Of all that group of young men, California's finest, fresest sons, George Blake was beond. cavil the Adonis. Al though in reality thirty-two years of age, his exceedingly fair com plexion and light brown hair made him look years younger. There n as not a line on the broad, white forehead, nor a crow foot around the limpid violet eyes. "Where did such a low fellow get such heavenly eyes ?" Kate asked erself the next morning, as she drew on her riding gloves. He was over six feet tall, and might bave been just a trifle heavy for the ring, but for every thing else his proportions were splendid. All that the proud beauty a u ellMs Winstauly. urged against him was true, except that he was "low." Nature made him a gentleman, though of low birth and iron fortune. Ten years prior to the opening of this story Blake had come to California with a circus troupe ; he was Signor Francesco Sellterino, the "strong man" of the company. He vaulted with the rest, but his specialty was firing a cannon off his breast, lifting a dozen men at once, and other immense weights. He was of an old circus family, and never thought to leave "the profession," but having some money when he reached the Pacific slope, he was seized with the mania for dabbling in stocks, and to his joy and sur prise, by one of those sudden rises in stocks possible only to Califor nia, he made almost a fortune without as much trouble as tw n ing a handspring would have given him. This lucky stroke determined him to retire from the sawdust, and he soon developed a business talent, which, in a few years, made hiar a prominent and influential man in Frisco, while his character as a man, and his exceedingly polished 'manners, won him the respect of everybody except the wayward beauty on whom be had set his heart. It remained for her to drag up and taunt him with the old trade, never alluded to by anybody now, except as a bit of personal history and never to his discredit. When, the morning after the conversation on the balcony, the party of twenty assembled, sun rise was tinging the red woods and the wild flowers. They were soon in the saddle. As Kate glanced disdainfully at her companion, her heart fa'rly ached as-she thought that he was too handsome for a man, and if he had been anything but a low circus creature, even a respectable hod carrier-but she would die before she would marry such a fellow. And he thought, she lookgs more like a goddess than a mere wo man. I would lay my body down under her feet, and let her crush my life out, if she would but smile on me. She had on previous occasions snubbed him so terribly, that they rode a long time in silence before e ventured to begin a conversa tion with her; but when they reached the crest of the hills over looking Santa Cruz, and he glanced across the bay, and saw the fleecy, sun tinted clouds hov ering over the Monte~rey range, an exclamation of delight escaped him, and he said with enthusiasm: "Look, look, Miss W instanly ! is not that a picture painted by God's own hand ?" "Oh, yes." she replied, in an un gracious and contemptuous tone ; "but I never gush-it is not 'good form.' " The insolence of the spoiled beauty stung him to the very heart's core, and the pangs of de spised love and sudden anger caused him to forget himself, and he retorted with restrained pas sion : "Miss Winstanly, be pleased to remember that if I have by my presence again placed it in your power to insult me, it was at your request." They had trotted along until they reached -the beautiful stream -in other contries it would be called a river-which heads at the Big Tress and flows down the canyon to the sea. The precipice was sheer and steep. "Insult you ! how, sir ? can I insult you ?" inquired the provok ing girl, her anger rising, at the ight of his. "By presuming to dictate to me what 'good form' is. But for my former life, you would not dare do it." "Dare, indeed !" she echoed, the red blood dyeing her cheeks. "How dare you say I requested your presence ?" It wvas a lovers' quarrel and a hot one. In her excitement she d agged so at the reins that her horse reared. Blake instantly seized the bri de shouting and pulling the beast toward him.; "Let go! let go !" In re&'ring her horse had t.urned so that she did not see the danger in which she stood- She was on the canyon's precipitous brink, and *4elow ran the river. "Let go, you," she answered, cutting him across the hands; "how dare you I.ouch my lines ? You have lured me to leave the rest of the party behind, in order that you might get me in'your power; but I am not afraid of you-take that !" and in her fury she struck him again. Between the two the restive animal was half maddened, for Blake was dragging him for ward and Kate backwrd, so that he was plunging and rearing. Blake was white with fear. He did not heed or-seem .to feel her blows, only to see her danger, for, in spite of his herculean strength, the horse was backing, backing nearer and nearer the precipice. Another moment and she would be thrown over the yawning chasm. He sprung from his horse, seized both reins with the left hand, and with the.right tore the stirrup from the saddle. "Impertinent clown! " e h e shrieked, but he paid no heed to her screams; her foot free, he in stantly let go the reins, grasped her around the Waist, and with almost superhuman- strength lift ed her from the maddened beast and flung her into the road be hind. He was not one moment too soon, for, as he did so, the borso backed over the cliff and disappeared. When the rest of the party came galloping up, alarmed by the screams, they found the re tired athlete in a dead faint on the edge of the canyon, and Miss Winstanly in like plight lying some distance from him, but not within several feet of tbe~fright.. Ful precipice. The young lady was soon restored and proved to be unhurt; not so Mr. Blake. Tbe horse had trampled on his foot and the pain had caused him to ose consciousness. Being only a fw miles frot Santa Cruz aid was soon' procured, and he was arried back to the hotel a very sick and badly bruised man. Now the willful and high tem pered Miss Winstanly really loved M. Blake, but her pride.had kept her from showying it or even own~ ing:it to herself. When she real ized the tr'ue cause of bis,grabbing be lines had been .to save her rom certain death, her heart was lled with conflicting emotions thankfulness for her life, gratitude to him for preserving it, and shame and remorse at her un womanly insolence and rage. She had actually beaten him as he was trying to drag her away from the chasm." in her agony and penitence she opened her eart to Emily Lytle, and con fesed that she had loved Blake all along, but now that he had saved her life her passion 'over lowed all barriers and she wanted to toll him so. Nearly all of the gay party left Santa Cruz a fort night after George's accident, but Radcliffe, his bosom triend, re mained to nurse him, and Miss Lytle staid to keep her betrothed company. Blake's foot was crushed and it would be a long time before he could be removed to S3an Francis co. Kate resolved that she would not leave until she had an oppor tunity of asking George's foi-give ness. A t last, reports were brought to her that he was improving, was able to talk and at length to sit in an arm-chair, but he never alluded to the accident, nor men tioned Miss Winstanly's name. Day after day she plied Emily with questions, and a fierce de spair seized her when she compre ended that she had lost him and through her own pride. That was all swept away by her new born love and humility. She was so abject in.ber remorse and sor row, that to obtain a smile from the despised "clown" as she had called him, she would gladlybhave turned circus rider .herself. One day she crept to his door. It was closed against her, but she could hear Emily's voice and Rad clffe's talking with Blake. She alone was shut out from paradise, bnt she had deserved and must. bear it. In a fit of silent tear she sunk down on her knees and offered up a prayer that she mighl yet obtain his forgiveness; sud denly the door opened and Emily came out, shutting it quickly aftei her when she saw the crouching girl. "Why I what's this ?" shc inquired, astonished. "What do you mean, Kate, by crouching aiound on all fours like this ?" .Oh, Emily," sobbed the wretch, ed beauty. "I am perfectly misera. bl ! I must, I will go in and sec him ! It was all my fault ! Dc ydu think he will ever forgivc me ?" I don't know, I'm sure," said Emily, dryly; "1-wouldn't in hi place. I'd be revenged ; but yov can go in and see." Kate sprung up overjoyed. Emily grasped hei arm, Saying: "But mind you don't taunt him about his past any more. He's proved himself a gentleman, and above all remem ber it was only because he was an athlete that he was able to hold your horse until be could wrench you from the saddle and toss you out of danger. No other tham a 'strong man could have saved your life. So go in and humble yourself to him." She opened the door and called Radcliffe out. They strolled off together, while Kate glided into the room and flung herself at the feet of the ex athlete. He took his revenge, for whei he got well he married her. [Illustrated Weekly. HOW TO KEEP YOUR WIFE'S LOVE. . Gale Forest gives the following advice in the last Weekly Times. She practices-morally-on the allopathic .principles . of "oppo sites:" . Resolve firmly from the start that you will never coax your wife to love you-as you would a child-with sugar plums. in society, treat her-no, don't treat her at all ; pay no attention to her, but devote yourself with exclusive, zeal to the entertain ment of the young ladies present, and leave her to take care of her self. This course will win yon not only their respect and hers, but undoubtedly that of the entire company-for only fools in these days expect a man to play .lover to his wife. Should your wife receive a show' of attention from some other. mae culine, become a fiend of jealousy at once, and make her life miser able at home by unjust accusatione and~ violent expostulations against such unseemly conduct in your wife. Or, if you are a different sort of a man, act the part of a dog in the matter-never take your wife anywhere yourself, nor allow her if you can help it (and 1. hope you can't) to go with any one else. Should her love not appear to increase under such per. suasive treatment, be still more demonstrative-catch up the carv ing knive occasionally and flourish it threateningly over her shrink ing head, or practice violent "lay ing on of hands" upon her-no thing more effective than man's main strength for holding a wo~ man's love. Never give up a single on,e o: your bachelor habits-smoke yon dozen or more cigars every day, go to your club, treat all the 'fel lows' you meet, belong to a hal. dozen lodges and continue al) your other pet vices, and then never fail to remrark as you hand your wife her weekly allowance which, of course, you have scrimp ed down to the last penny, as be. comes your manly generosity that at this rate of extravagance on her part you shall be ruined it less than a year; and add, as yot bring your clenched fist in con tact with the table in a way x< make your -wife and the dishei shiver in conc ert, "Economy, mad wm, economy -must be the rule an< not the exception in this house bereafter"-as if it had not beei heretofore. Should she <dare to remonstrati ask her in quelling ,tones, wh ans the mney;w and Lhera tr umphantly march away to settl( a few of your own little debts and respond to a call for charity pre ferred by "beauty in purpleand fin( linen." You will doubtless leav( your wife meditating with swelling heart on your exceeding magna nimity. Make a practice of dragging your business into the house and worrying about it morning, noon and night, but at no other time: or, while you are at home be deaf, dumb and blind to your wife and family, sparing all your brilliancy for outsiders. Cultivate the charming habit ol praising, in glowing terms, the beauties and virtues of other wo. men, which you are conscious are most strikingly different from those possessed by your wife. Thie rule, faithfully carried out, will effect great wonders. Never allow yourself to forget that your wife's mother aneanE your mother-in-law, with all the name implies. After wearing your wife's. lift out trying, by these means, tc keep her love, discover that she ie -not your "affinity," and en'deavoi to impress the fact upon her mind, This last resort never fails.. Upon earnestly trying it, you will have her love, or its opposites, forever, HOW TO CURE A BAD MEMoRT. Your memory is bad, perhaps-bu I can tell you two secrets ga will cure the worst .memory. 6e is to read a subject when strongly interested. The other is, to nol only read, but think. When you have read a paragraph or a page, stop, close the book, and try tc remember the ideas on that page, nd -not only recall them vaguely in your mind, but put them into words and speak them out. Faith fully follow these two rules, and you have the golden keys ol knowledge. Besides inattentive reading, thera are other thingi injurious to memory. One is the habit of skimming over nlewspa. poe, items of news, smart re marks, bits of information, politi cal reflections, fashion notes, all in a confused jumble, never to be thought of again, thus diligently cultivating a habit of careless reading hard to break. Another is the reading of trashy novels. Nothing is so fatal to reading with profit as the habit of running through story after story, and for getting them as soon as read. I know a gray haired womanz,. a lifelong lover of books, who sadly declares that her mind has been ruined by such reading. A help to memory is repetition. Nothing is so certain to keep your French fresh, and ready for use, as to have always on band an in teresting story in that language, to take up for ten minutes every day. In that case you will not "forget your French" with the majority of your schoolmates. [St. Nicholas. PAINPUL AFFLIcTION.-A New Hampshire paper hats this account of-terrible suffering: "Five years ago last winter George Maleham, a lad of a dozen years, living in the north part of Wolfboro, weni to Water village one -evening tc skate with some boys of that vil. lage. He got into the water and then walked home-a distance os nearly two miles-his clothee freezing on 'him. His folks were abed on his arrival home, and he slipped off his wet clothes, and it this 'wet and chilled conditiot went to bed. At first he did no1 feel the effects of it, but after i short time he experienced a sligh1 lameness, and after a while hii joints began to dislocate, and con tinued until nearly every joint ir his body was dislocated-his shoul der joints, elbows, wrist, and fin ger joints, while the lower joint were all unjointed, even to his to& joints. We saw him a year ago then we could clasp our hani around his leg above the knee - while the kn.ee joints were enor mous in size. To add to his othe sufferings, several large sore broke out upon his body a shor time before his death. He wa ,confined to- his- bed for nearl; three years previous to deati I- which occurred July 25. ANECDOTE OF A NEWFOUNDLAND DOG.-A gentleman connected with the Newfoundland fishery was once possessed of a dog of singular fidelity and sagacity. On one occasion a boat and a crew in hiremploy were in circumstances of considerable peril, just outside a line of breakers, whieh-owing to some change in wind or wea ther-had, since the departure of the boat, rendered the return pas sage through them most hazardous. The spectators on shore were quite unable to render any assistance to their friends afloat. Much time had been spent, and the danger seemed to increase rather than diminish. Our friend, the dog, looked on for a length of time, evidently aware of their being great cause for anxiety in those around. Presently, however, he took to the water, and made his way through to the boat. The crew supposed he wished to join them, and made various attempts to induce him to come aboard, but no I he would not go within their reach, but continued swimming about a short distance from them. After a while, and several com ments on the peculiar conduct of the dog, one of the hands suddenly divined his apparent meaning: "Give him the end of a rope," he said; "that is what he wants." The rope was thrown-the dog seized the end in an instant, turn ed round and made straight for the shore; where a few minutes afterwards boat and crew-thanks to the intelligence of their four footed friend-were placed safe and undamaged. Was there no reasoning'bere? No Acting with a view to.an end, orfra given mo tive ? Or was it nothing bat ordi nary instinct?-Rev. J. C. Atkinson, in The Zoologist. A FISH BANQUT.-The most remarkable fish dinner ever given in the United States was set be fore the American Fish Culturists' Association in the judges' hall -on the Centennial grounds one .after noon recently. The menu included fifty-eight varieties of fish from all parts of the world. Besides all the fish edible and inedible, that swarm in our own salt and fresh waters, there were repre sentatives of the principal finny tribes of every sea that adventu rous kee1s have yet explored. There were.bass from the Medi terraneau, crayfish from the Cape of Good Hope, shark fins, black and white, from China, octopus eggs and dried fish maws- from the same celestial floods, sword fish from Portugal, shake and salmon from Japan, caviar from Russia and California, oolachaus from. Alaska, mullet roes from Turkey, salmon from Holland, tunny from France, and many other foreign specimens. Spain, Portugal, Sweden and Norway were represented by a very full list of canned and oil embalmed fish, including conger eels, ancho vies, squid, sole and mackerel in oil and many other interesting and toothful specimens. Many prominent guests were present. "Look here, squire ; where were you born ?" said a persistent Yan kee to a five minutes' acquaint arice. "I was born," said the vic Stim, "in Boston, Tremont street, No. 74, left-hand Bide, on the firsL day of August, 1820, at five o'clock in the afternoon ; physician, Dr. Warren ; nurse, Sally Benjamin." Yankee was answered completely. For a moment he was struck. Soor~, however, his face bright ened, and he quickly said: "Yeas, waall, I calculate you don't recol lect whether it was a frame -or a brick buildingr dew ye ?" He alone is a man who ean re sist the genius of the age, the tone Sof fashion with vigorous simplicity Sand modest courage. Young man, do not so cruel a Sthing as to win the love of a girl and then leave her helpless and in r tears. t Faithfulness and sincerity' are S the greatest things. Measures, not men, have always been my mark ADVERTISINC RATIS, Advertisements inserted at themastUA per square-one Web-forthtn~m 75c. for each subsequent Insertdon Notices of meetinV,,obifts=dt&&n~ of respect, same rates perqun = odbu y advertisements. specia notices iu, local CANW46 cents bea of iusertiouswjI mn~agedcrshiI Usr;Ihibedr citom-~ iuhm oa P%MWq Done with Neatness and Dispateh Terms Cash. COMMON SENSE TAL Tersey delivered an aftws on Ase F'inancWa Question, in Jirmy City. 0om .ober 31st, of which the New York.&nw nakes the following repor%t, well worh )f the most careful reaing! Mr. Gilchrist referred to the exhito ,nee, before the fondatfo "_of vnarGoim xnment, of soverstos eytd1v% who issued patents aftobiMiyg and ceall birred emolumenfts to,,Audin Jd vhich entailed sc ev,~ah ipon the people. Such a syte%*fb aid , could not bear the light of res Lnd hence there was 'no free Uubo ee speech. Our fatthers, seeingth 11 consequences to the people of such a ystem, derived the lesmo that e~ nan should deal justy and honeedly by fis neighbor, and hence they dedwde he principle that . repubbbiami" Mxist without -honesty. Governamenf ie ike anything else. To wish to rpv t, you must first love it. What Ujbwr n the Republican party to* lovep; We ind in our population gow anenfir iew element, never known out"id of [tWly and Ireland, the tmamp. 7bey tre considered as idlers azdvsgaond. [n trt and ft t0 * .% . e'.- .tof