Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page. It is also available as plain text as well as XML.

4 mm. $2 Pi4R ANNUM, \ Vol. 1 THE ORANGEBUllG TIMES Is published every WEDNESDAY, AT ORANGEBURG, C. IL, SOUTH CAROLINA .BY HEY WARD & BEARD. uunscKii'Tiox hates: $2 a year, in advance?$1 for nix months. JOB PRINTING in all its dcpaitanints, neatly executed. Give us a call. W. J. DeTreville, ATTORNEY AT LA \V . Office at Court House Square, Orangvburg, S. C. inch 13-lyr XZJ^Jl & D?B33l,3Hi5 ATTORNEYS AT LAW, RUSSELL ST11EKT; OfaiTgcbnrgj S. C. Jas. V. Izn.vu. S. Dhtole. inch li-lyr BROWNING & BROWNING Att?i-iley's At Ijaw, ? OnAXGEuuiio, CIL, S.O., Malcolm I. Browxino. A. F. Bhowxino inch G-lyc FERSNER & DANTZLER, 33 I <] 1ST T I S T S , Orangshurg, S. 0., Office ever store <>!' Win. Willeok. V. Fkksxku. P. A. IUmzi.::;:, I). D. ti. i licit 12-:" mos George ?>? giJiirer, C O M M 1 S a 1 O X M ERC U A N T a xi? . ^^Ai!h'^?a]x-Iiv40jsi' hi and' Itnndrtcr. of Fl SR WlXliS, Li(tH 'ATJlX~J?ftr IIRA VI' URO'i 'RlllKS, <(?., ?Cr. __fv'. 14 Kirk Ecbinson, dkai.kr in Bjoks, Muisto iiii.l Stationery, and Fancy Articles, .17' 77/;; >:.\aixi; irorsii, ORANGKRUiiCi, C. II., :~. ?". Ill-j'l ?! ? To Siiil&ers, I am prepared to furnish SASHES, BLINDS, Doors, Mantels,and every stylo of iitsidj! work, at the shortest notice, aiid of liest material, at Baltimore raten, adding freight. Call in and i<ee catalogue. IPork warranted. JOHN A. II.I.MILTON*. inehllt-lyr Oraiigehttrg, S.O. SPECIAL N O T 3 C B. Prime Rio Coffee and Sil^ f vices to please. BACON, SAX.T, All m nkcd at selling prices. MALES' niosriiATE and BROWN'S COTTON? PLANTERS Always on hand. JOHN A. HAMILTON, Market Street. feh '21 lyr MEttONEY^ BIOTIN L, ORANGEB?RO, S. C. I am pleased to inform my numerous friends throughout the* State that I have purchased tjiO'Treadwell llotcl," and am now rejuvena ting and fixing it up in the most modern style. The tnhles arc well furnished from the Charleston markets. 1 guarantee full satis faction. W. A. MERONEY, Proprietor. npr20_ CENTRAL MOTEL7 (PLAIN ST II E E T , ) COLUMBIA, S. C. Board - - . ' . -$2 Per Day JL-1_R ,;- CLAYTON, Proprietor. PAVILION HOTEL,, CHARLESTON, S. C. R. Hninillon, (i. T. Alfort & Co., Superintendent. Proprietors, POI?TRY. [Written for tho Times.] Fl ow er 8. FY FANNIE. Beautiful flowers how brightly they bloom, Over tho landscape and vale, ?' Tho lonliest pathway they gaily illume, And freight with thsir fragrance the gale. 'Tis pleasant to watch them iu beauty unfold, As they Velcomo the sun's bright ray. Or of purple aud violet, crimson-mid gold, To gather tho b/ossom so gay. Wherever ye roam o'er tho vale of this life, Tho' g/ooiny and frowning its sky, With flowers) sweet flowers creation is rife, To gladden the heart and the eye. Then to the Fathe who formed with llisdharid, This land of brig' t flowers B? fair, Let the heart in true gratitude ever expand, While we share in His bounty and care. SOUGHT FOR HERSELF. BY ELIZA It. PATIIEK. CHAPTER I. The waning splendor of n beautiful au tumn day turned its golden feet towards the glojm of night. The fading leaves took ti gorgeous hue front the sunset, and the shadow of an old stone house over run with ivy, seemed to have mirrored its image on the silvery stream that swept in soft murmuring indes along tho foot of a thickly wooded hill, which at this laic hour enveloped in its gloomy .shadow the mansion, iis lawns and pari:.-, with their numerous gigantic oaks and elms, their vine clad arbors, serpentine walks, and wer garden. Tho waters of the mountain brook, in whose crystal depths, reflected every mount and vnllcy, and glorious sunlit clouds floating in the skies above i:^ Itofr.ttv, i ?01 fcuw uff >l/^w^ th/jjy'ckx Hills, and gleamed through the thick foliage, mingling the sweet perpetual chime with the rising; breath of tlic wilder ness of autumn flowers. In a handsome apartment of this beautiful country resi dence sat a lady in the prime of life, whose rjuccnly bearing, golden hair, and transparent complexion, still bore traces of surprising beauty. Near her side re clined afuir girl, just vorging into wo manhood, The shining wavy hair, bril liant eyes, and haughty tearing spoke plainly the relationship between the two, to lie that of mother aud daughter. "Well, dear mamma, I have listened Very patiently, yet 1 remain of my own opinion still. I admit filial aflection to bo a beautiful virtue, and heaven forbid that 1 should ever be found wanting in the performance of its duties, but mam ma, 1 ennnotsubmit to this cruel wish of my dead father's in desiring mc to unite my young life with that of a man I have never seen. In doing so, I would prove recreant to ever)' womanly impulse of my heart?untrue, to the prompting of my whole nature." And the delicate while brow of pretty pelted Lilly Morton, wore a frown that greatly marred its exquisite beauty. "My dear child, Clarence Moutfort is said to be very highly gifted, both in mind, and person. You Know he. has travelled extensively through Europe, as well as tho East, and has had the best ad vantages for the improvement of his mind," expostulated the fond mother. "Well, mamma, granting that Mr. Moutfort does possess great attractions, and is very handsome?these are the. very qualifications to which I object?I feel that in this particular I am very dis similar from most girls of my age, and possessions. 1 have never yet seen a hand some and accomplished man make a good husband?" "Object to good look?, and accomplish ment!" interrupted Mrs. Morton. "Yes, mamma, 1 decidedly do in a husband, hut I have no thought of matri mony at tho present, and even if I had, it does appear to mc that tin' heiress of 'Mount I lope' might bo allowed the priv ilege of selecting a husband of her own choice," continued thogirliu merry tones, as a joyous laugh escaped her rosy lips." "But surely my daughter, you do not intend to disregard the express wishes of your father on his death bed. You can not mean to violate iho contract made between liim and his friend when you were a babo in my arms. Charles Mont fort had been tho truo and tried com panion of your father's childhood, and early manhood. Once in their boyhood he saved his life; again ih maturer man hood ho preserved from staiu his honor, thus placing him under an obligation which could not bo cancelled. At the time of my marriage, Mr. Montfbrt was absent in Europe with his bride, conse quently I never saw him until you were three months old, he came to visit us then, and your father pluccd our little daughter in the arms of his friend with aglow of pride on his manly face. Mr. Moutfort pressed your sweet baby brow to his lips? and turning to your lather exclaimed: "Richard, how 1 wish wc might live to sec this little Clarence?united. Old frionds, would you give me your littlegirl for my son?it would be a happy lon summalion of our life long friendship.'' "Would r give you my daughter for your boy?" exclaimed your lather with glow ing checks and sparkling eyes. "Yes, Charles, I give her to you now, and prom ise solemnly that should they both live, Clarence Moutfort and Lillian Morton should bo united in lives and fortunes, as their fathers have been for years in hearts and souls." "Amen!" responded the clear mellow tones of our guest. "It was at tho close of a calm winter evening, but in our climate the air was balmy, and wc had passed out on the varandali. The last golden beam had faded from view, the stars glittered softly in the distant Icy, and tho crescent moon rose above tho misty outlines ofihe moun tains; pure silver white she shone there, as she shone above the brow of Dianaj? tho c haste and silent queen of night. As ?.? olcrsnHrord'-scuR'citf-Itforth,^ ???nrf*?^ There seemed to mo something awful in this agreement between the two men. I would have remonstrated, but just thou you cried out. and catching you iu my arms I bore you away from this night scene of your bet roth matt. It is eighteen long dreary years since that winter even ing, but it m impressed upon my mind as if it had all occurred yesterday." And a tremor shook the voice of .he mother while a tenr coursed down her damask 'check. Lily Morion tore Iho pink leaves from I a moss rose iu a costly vase at her side, and a grave expression, as if a train of unpleasant thought had been agitated, stole over her pretty face, and there was something in the tones that told of great firmness of character when she spoke again. "Mother, I cannot recognize the right of any parent to barter away the freedom ofn child in its infancy. My very soul siokens at the mercenary lieartlessness with which our high-born men and wo men sell their delicate persons. 1 will not say hearts. As for Clarence Mont fort's proposal of marriage to mo. I will not, and cannot receive them. It is the estate of 'Mount Hope,' and not Lilly Morton he desires towed." "You are two young Lilly to hnvo con ceived such prejudices against society," faltered Mrs. Morton, for she thought of the knowledge and experience her rhiM had of many unhappy fashionable mar riages. Coming towards her mother, the gentle Lilly sofjy caressed the smooth white bro>v, saying: "Mamma, why speak to me of mar riage? Are wc riot happy as WM are?" "Happy ! Can you doubt it my darling. But I wish for your own sake to see you married to one worthy of you, and besides I owe a duty to your dead father to plead with you to redeem his pledge, and I know in time you will think hotter of it, and decide to be guided by his last wishes." "Never, mamma, while I think there is a shadow ol a chance for me to be sought for my fortune. The man 1 marry must wed Lilly Morton for herself, and not the heiress of Mount Hope for her broad acres." Lilly Morton tried to smile, but the etfort was at variance with the kindling eye, and Hushed cheek as she continued. "t am t/enry of the hcartlessness uud hollow pretensions of the vain, and world ly, &ud sincerely wish I was Betty, the dairymaid, in order that I alight indulge in the luxury of marrying to pleaso my self?" "That wish in imagination may seem very poetical, but in reality would be quite unbearable. Cast aside this mor bi'i .leelihg my child, and tell mo where you prefer to visit? Will you accept Lhi'invitation of your cousin to spend a mouth in the city, or will you go to 'Wil len.' Glen,' where your old schoolmate Mrs Colton, expccU you?" ' To Willow Glen, of course, mamma," aha a pretty blush colored the while chi ck of the heiress. "Why, Lilly, that is tho very place I shculd fancy you would avoid. Do you notkuow you will be sure to meet Clar entis Montfort at his sisters in that neigh boi'hcod ?" MWell, mamma, is there anything strange in the circumstance that I should wi*i to meet the person who hti3 been sekctod for me, nolens voleus, to pass the re; .ainder of my life with V" *\No daughter, but 1 fear your cousin wtS bo offended that you do not accept lu I invitation, and 1 readily think a visit to the city at this season; would be far inajfce pleasant than the one you contem plate to a remote country house, where ali arc strangers to you." :^Tet I beg leave to differ with you, dt^r mother," and the fairgirl disappear cdOTOm the apartment, and retired to her ovarHttlo room, the sweet sanctuary of he> .ehildhoo',1; from the window she view eeb the beauties of her country home. M3]tntains succeeded hills until their bl '3 tops stretched far to the north-east mating away in the dim distance. !She v.?^hed the magnificent landscape until ^E^> aid i\o longer discern it in the gathering gloom, and then she resolved that this rich inheritance should never bo bestowed by her hand on oue unworthy ! of its possessions. CHAPTER II. Willow Glen, tho handsome country residence of the Col ton's, was ablaze with lights and splendor?the new residence of Robert Colton and his young wife, had thrown open the time honored portals for tho reception of their neighbors. Among the guests was Clarence Montfort, grace fully rendering all the nameless little at tentions to the high born beauties who graced tho occasion. Whilo promenading with a haughty belle, his eyes wandered to a retired corn er of the apartment where stood a lovely, girlish form. Before Clarence Montfort could speak, she disappeared, but those lovely features, and wealth of golden hair, were forever impressed upon his memory. A few moments passed in conversation with Miss Rowland, when music from the drawing room attracted their attention. Again he paused to gaze upon that face, even more beautiful than he at first fancied; ller eyes so tender and deeply blue, were lifted with a bewilderment of | joy, such its the exquisite harmony of tho great musician brought forth.. Tho light gave a rich tinge to her golden ringlets, broken up as they were in a thousand gossamer waves, loosely confined by tho wreath of tiny roses garlanded over her brow, ller soul seemed refreshing itself in the music that swelled through the room. Clarence Montfort fancied he could al most see the pulsation of her heart as it rose and fell to '.he sweet sounds awaking it to new life. Miss Rowland had twice addressed him, and received no reply. She turned her dark eyes to his face, saw tho fixed ex pression of his gaze, ami slowly followed it. TIig beautiful head was turned away, and the haughty hello saw nothing but the folds of snowy drapery with a wealth of ringlets falling low over marblo neck and arms, trembling in the light. "1 no ver dreamed of aught so beauti ful. That look of innocence is surely real, the soul pure, the heart sincere." Miss Rowland opened wide her large eves, surprised by a reply so unsuitcd to her question, and as the speaker still gazed, spoke: ' "Ah," slio said, with a curve of her coral lips, "from the direction of your gaze, I presume you are speaking of Miss Clark. Quito a pretty little rustic in her cheap muslin and rose buds, is she not?" "Do you know her, Miss Rowland?" "Very slightly. Sho is tho governess of our hostess, nndboinga good musician, was, I presume, allowed by that lady to come inhere to-nightfor the entcrtnimnent of her guests." There was something in thoquivor of her voice which arrested the youngman'? attention ; ho turned his eyes to hor haughty face, and a smiio that had a gleam of her own scorn in it, came to his lips, as, ho said : "She certainly seems very capable of accomplishing her mission, a sweeter voice I never heard in America or Eu rope. Will you present mo to Miss Clark ?" "No sir. I do not recognize that low creatures right to any attention from well bred people. She was brought into this drawii'g-room to amuse Mrs. Colton's guests, and not to associate With them." In a few minutes Clarence Moutfort had quitted "Willow Glen," and Fanuy Row land's dark Jiandsomc fucc wore an angry gleam of rage; for well she knew that the haudsome, well born, though poor, heir of a proud old race, would never ask her to bestow her fortune upon him. CHAPTER III. Many months had passed, the frosty brow of winter was now wreathed with spring ilowers. The morning was cloud less. A bright blue sky encircled the sun, as in his glory ho came forth, shed ding golden radiance on the dewy earth, enlivening tall trees, branches of fruit, warming into Hfi valley Uowers, and crowning with yellow lustre hills, and phiinL Willow Glen mansion basked iu the sunbeams. Its old ni.u'?e r. *)ieci . ... t rur, with ivy, and clematis. On the ver daut banks of a little silvery stream near by, was a massive pile of grey rocks, now covered with moss, and wild blossoms. On a fragmeut which had been rent asunder from the moss, sat a }'oung man. His dark eye often wandered towards the house. He grew restless, ns the sun crept over tho shadow in the woods, though every object in that beautiful landscape was as tranquil a>s an infant's slumber. At last he arose, and walked towards the house, and entered tho gate. Scarcely had he done so, when a fair girl ish form came forth to welcome him. At the first glimpse of her golden ring lets his face brightened. "So you arc at leisure at last!" ho ex claimed joyfully, extending his hand to clasp tho small white one placed in his. "Yes, Mr. Moutfort, I have completed my morning avocations, and have come to take the promised walk with you in search of that pretty moss you spoke of." "It was cruel, Lilly, very c ruel for you to refuse to sec mo last evening when I called. Lilly, clear little Lilly, do not rob mo of my holy confidence in your sweet, guileless nature, and show me you are full of coquetry. The girl instantly became serious, for her ear caught that linking tone, as a sarcasm or reproach. "Indeed I would have gladly received and entertained you, but I was engaged with my little pupils, to whom I owe a duty. Their mother is my valued friend, and when I became their governess, I re solved to devote my time to them. Re sides you should not encourage mo in idleness. A poor man's brido cannot afford to indulge in such luxury. "Hush dear one, do not chide mo for wishing to bo with you. And now for that all important communication you spoko of having to make. I am im patient to learn its nature." The fair brow became crimson, and the usually clear tones faltered as she said: "First, dear Clarence, tell mc honestly if no lurking regret that you did not comply with your dead father's wishes, and wed the heiress of Mount Hope, lingers in your heart? If you desiro itf I will even now.release you from your vows to me." Clarence Monfort was greatly moved ; his dark eyes gliatencd wUh nioiature,M Could it bo that he who appeared , noble, was one who awoke the melody of an innocent heart that his ear might feast on the sounds of its breaking 'strings! " Nay, there was sonnt" ling in that opeuJ,< brow, so high and full of intellect?ttniti expression about the midy-cliisele<?r mouth, and misty tenderness brooding ijrn, his eyes that forbid the supposition. "Lilly," he said, ML ^bought when y,ou'' learned to love me,.you auio^earnew'tS!* trust me. And I told you loiig 'a^'tl/aV"1' tho contract made by father ln< rayi ihftr fancy was hateful to-me;?that it'flvius^j likewise to the lady, and thu^ our|c?g..igpjlw ment ?was forever canceled-., But if, it (Ufrj 7T'??i.fl,i will satisfy you be lev Klint I do itot de sire the fortune which mig mine, I will say, that I never cbilfd-,^ nevor under any circumstances 'wlnltevetfte seek the hand of the heiress ofiMimtritin n, The little white hand was pjnccd-?;.Ojypr' . bis handsome mouth, and the friglitonecl girl interrupted his words. "Hush, dear Clarence, fur licav'n*^' sake hush vowing to avoid doing'jf?tdri what you are about to' be - guilty."?o? *. Yes, Clarence Montfort, you haveSougqfr Lilly Clark Morton, tho heiress of Mount xiope as your bride. Can you iorgiyc me, dear Clarence, for the deception J have practiced on you. As you know my heart revolted from the contract made by our parents. My mother and , friends all expostulated with me, insisting^ that would I receive you, I could hot full to become charmed with you, bull feared even were it to terminate as they pro dieted, that you on your part would seek me for my fortune, and not for any merit., of my own. Just at this crisis, I received an invitation from my friend, Mrs Col ton, to visit her in this remote spot. -A u idea at once suggested itself to me. I would coniide in my fnehd, aud sck her aid in an innocent deception. I would* Visit Wiif?^leu hiK' bc-eeUu! :;#??-' cd witK Clarence Mont fort, as Mirs y\>\ ton's governess, thus having nn opportu nity of judging of your, worth and charactor. But believe, me, Clarence, I never designed to win your heart, or dreamed of this happy termination of our acquaintance. Can you, will you forgive my deception?" The lovely, blttehing girl, watched the manly face of her lover, not a shado of triumph marred its exquisite serenity at the announcement that the fortune of tho Mount Hope estate would yol be Iiis.? In calm tones he replied: "Lilly, my heart's own drrling, it was neither the humble governess, nor tbe: heiress I sought, but the woman 1 d >em ed worthy of my choice. I loveftf',,/3u' yesterday in your then suppo.'-vd'ptt*Wrty,. and I love you the same to-day ; drdmn stancea never can, or never will alter my esteem for you. * * * *'; i'M ihft "When the fruits were gaudy in their painted robes of scarlet, un I yellow kiyv s1 and long Hakes of pur. lu bluotit,nodded over crimson berries and gohlen-htai'terf asters, in the stately home of the j\Ier ton's Clarence Mortfort ami sweet Lilly Morton, stood in the soft moonlight rays, on the time honored vara'ridah, and re deemcd tho pledge their tutbcr?,;,..!>i&t spoken for them eighteen, J'CAX&bfcfyrc? and they were willing vows of f.i;tb,-and love to last through life?and in their-" hearts they added, beyond death.' - no t mn< ?! ? To Clean Paint.?The Coachmakers' Journal recommends house-wives to save themselves trouble by adopting the. fol lowing mode: Provide h plate wllnfV>me of thr best whiting to by had; ami have ready some clean warm water and a pieco of flannel, which dip into the water and squeeze nearly dry ; then - take as much whiting as will adhere to jit; apply it to /ho painted surface, when a little rubb'wwg will instantly remove any dirt or grease; after which wrtsH the jiflrt well with clean water, rubbing it well with a oft chamois. Paint thus cleaned look.', as well as when first laid on,.without nwy injury to the most delicate colors. It is far better than using soap, and does not require more, than halt'tho time and la bor.?[Exchange.