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Gi/Wkk, Moktimku Gi.ovkk, Julius Gi.ovkii. Feb. 19 tf W. J. DeTreville, A T T O R N 10 Y A T L A W. Office at Court House Square, Ornugobui&j S. (\ mob i.'l. lyr JZLAK Ab DIBBLE, A TTO il N I: Y S A T L A W, RUSSELL STREET, Orungeburg, S. ('. J \*. F. I/i.Aii. S. Dir.m.i:. inch ?-lyr Kirk Robinson ok.u.ki! IN Rjoks, Mutwjuiid Stationery, and Fanny Articles, CMUJiCJl STREET, ORANGEBURG, C. IL, S. C. meh 15 MOSES M. BROWN, MARKET STKBET, UKAXOEItUItU, S. C, {nkxt door to Straus a Strhet's Mild..) HAVING permanently located in the town, would respectfully solicit the patronage of the citizens- Every effort will be used to give satisfaction. June 18. 1873 18 Iv COTTON ?INS. THE UNDERSrONFD IS AGENT FOR the celebrated Prize-Medal Taylor (Jin, of which he has sold 25 in this county. Also, the Nebtett<Si Goodrich Gin, highly recommended by Col. D. W. Aikcn and others. On hand. One 50 Saw, and One 45 Saw TAYLOR (JIN. Out 42 Saw, NEBLETT ? GOODRICH GIN. RUBBER BELTING furnished at Agent's prices. J. A. HAMILTON. July 10, 1873 21 tf Geo. W. Williams. ) ( James iiuidoe. .lit. Wii.liAm Brinik. Y 1 Fit a nk E. Taylor. jos. R. ROBERTSON. J ( RoBT. S. 0atjica rt. ?eo. W. Williams & Co.. FACTORS AND Commission Mo rchants CHARLESTON, S C. -AND Williams. Brinie & Co, Commission Merchant s. 65 Beaver St, & 20 Exchange Place, New York. BgRuLibcnd Advances made on Cotton and Produce shipped to US at either point. Jau8 4t> oin POETRY. UNFINISHED STILL. A baby's boot, and a flkciu of wool, Faded and soiled and soft; Odd things, you say, and I doubt you're right, Round a seaman's neck this stormy night, Up in the yards aloft. Most like 'tis folly;but, mate, look hero; . When first I went to sea. A woman stood on yon far-off stand, With a wedding-ring on the small soft hand Which clung so close to mo. My wife?God bless her! The day before She sat beside my foot; And thcBimlight kissed her yellow hair, And the dainty fingers, deft and fair, Kid tied n baby's boot. The voyage was over; I eanie ashore; "What, think you, found I there? A gr.tvc the daisies had sprinkled white, A cottage empty and dark as night, And this beside the chair. The little boot,'twas unfinished still; The tangled skein lay near; But the knitter had gone away to rest, Width the babe asleep on her quiet breast, Down in the church-yard drear. ?JMJ." . 111 ? iii_ HIRAM HOGG'S EXPERIENCE. UY JUDGK CLARK. When I asked Lucy Bacon to be Mrs. Hogg, she turned up her pert little nose and said .she couldn't think of taking such an outlandish name. "The name's well enough," I said brist ling up. "You fwi'gct surely, that like our dis .inguislt namesake, we spell it with a double g." "Do you think spelling it with a dou ble w would make it any nicer to be called Mrs. Soww ?" she asked, .saucily. With a grunt of disgust I turned my back on the provoking minx, and went my way,determined to banish her forever from my thoughIs. But bhe wouldn't be banished. Her image, confound it, was as obstinate as herself. It would stick in my fancy, in spite of every effort to drive it out. For some time I treated her with pout ing dignity, met her pleasant greetings with stiff bow.--, and paid ostenhitiou? court to her rival coquette, I'attie Dunn, who I'detested almost as much as .she did. But it was no use trying. I couldn't bohl out. Instead of resenting my eon duet, Lucy kept her temper .so admirably and made herself so charming whenever we mot, that 1 fairly gave in at last, and .something like the old relations were res tored between us. 1 was a bit. of a politician,and had wprk cd like a beaver, at the last election, to secure a seat in the Legislature for my friend Smith, and had succeeded. Now wns the time to requite my .services, and be did it. lie got a bill through changing my name to Percy Randall. The. cost, in champagne and oysters, was immense; but that was nothing to the jokes I was made the butt of. One old senatorial reprobate for instance moved that a com mittee be appointed to report whether my rechristening should be by sprinkling or immersion. I was overjoyed when the thing was over, and had the' right to present my self to Lucy as Mr. Percy Randall. "What a real nice name!'' she said. "I'm glad you think so," 1 answered; "permit me to make you the offer of it." And I caught her hand in mine. She drew it back gently. "I?I'm sure I feel very?very much flattered Mr. Hogg?Randall, I mean, but?but?" "But what, dearest?" "It can never be" "Never?" "Never!" After all the champagne, jokes and oysters I had stood, that was the answer I got! "Traitress!" I exclaimed, "you love another 1" There was a confession in her blush as plain as any words could have spoken. Ina paroxysm of rage and jealousy I tore myself from her presence'. In a month's time Lucy Bacon had become. Mrs. Salathicl Shoato; and it gave me pleasure to think that her new name after all, was little less swinish than tho one 1 had first offered her. I got up pluck at last, and removed to a remote southwestern State, resolved, under my new name, to commence my career anew. None* of my old friends were informed of my abode. It was my purpose, for the present, to obliterate all traces of myself. If, mayhap, those who had oneo known mo one day found ui? out, it should be when I had made the name of Percy Randall famous. I weut iuto politics, cultivated stump oratory, und was finally nominated for Congress. It was on the eve of the elec tion, and my chances of succoss were excellent. I had gone to the railway station to meet a friend who had been canvassing a part of the (listrict,and who v/aa to meet mennd report progress. "Hello! Hogg!" exclaimed a voice, as the train stopped, and the passengers swarmed out to make the best of fifteen minutes allowed them lor refreshments. "Hogg, I say !" repeated the voice, as I turned my back to avoid recognition by any one who knew n.e by that odious name. A heavy slap on the shoulder left me no alternative but to confront the voice's owner, who proved to bo an old chum whom [ had not seen since the day on which our veneiablu Alma Mater bad turned us out, with her blessing, a couple of jolly Bachelors of Arts. "Hogg, I say !" What an embarrassing position! I could not return the salutation without admitting either that I was now passing under an assumed name, or that I was, for some reason, the possessor of an alias. Most of those present knew mo, and n cir cumstnnce so suspicious would be sure, at the present juncture, to be used to my disadvantage. I had to decide quickly. The best course I could think of was to give my old friend the cut direct and walk off as though I did not know hi'". Next looming a handbill come out nd dressed to "Tho independent voters' ?f ?l ash cm." "Men of Slashcm!" it began?"do you wish to be rep rasen ted in the halls of a nation by a coward?" Then followed a statement backed by numerous affidavits, to the effect that I bad suffered myself to be publicly insulted?in short, to be call ed a "hog" three several times?without: resenting it. It was a regular fire-eating communit). Tho faintest suspicion that a man wasn't ready to fight to tho death on the least provocation,atc.nce lost him caste, char acter, and influence. I. had no plausible explanation to idler, and no time to offer it had I one. I was overwhelmingly de feated, and went to hide my disgrace where I trusted none would ever invade my obscurity. Not long iiftcr, an advertisement in a newspaper attracted my notice. It re quested the surviving relatives of K/ekiel Hogg ta report themselves to a certain legal gentleman, from whom they might learn something to their advantage. I had a pa tern 1 uncle named Kzekiel, who had gone abroad many years ago, and of whom the family had never since heard. It might be that he had died leaving a handsome fortune; and that I was the nearest heir. At all event} the thing was worth looking alter. Tho fail ure of my recent plans had placed me in such circumstances that a lucky windfall would prove most acceptable. I scraped together money enough to make the journey necessary to reach the lawyer's place of residence. It was as I bad conjectured. Ezckiel Hogg wa3 my uncle. He was dead, and had left-an enormous fortune?I don't want to recol lect how much. 1 explained my relationship to the deceased. "If you establish what you say," repli ed the lawyer, "you are his nearest heir.' 'And of course, entitled to his fortune' I remarked. "May I ask a question?'' inquired the lawyer. "Certainly," I answered. "What is your name?" "Percy Randall," I said; 'it was Hiram Hogg, but 1 bad it changed by an Act of the Legislature." The old lawyer looked at me and shook bis head. "Most unfortunate!" he added. "How so?" I asked. "Surely the naino can make no difference." 'It makes a vast difference in this case,' ho returned. "Your uncle had some pe culiar notions, it Beems. He only wished his fortune to remain in the family, but in his name. His will provides that it shall go to his nearest relative bearing the name of Hogg." It needed no elaborate opinion to ena ble mo to seo the poiut. Tho fortune that would have been mino went to some trump?ry third or fourth cousin, and all through my stupid lolly in changing my name to gratify a whim of faithless Lucy Bacon, whom I lost to hoot. A Southern Heroine. by u. K. 8. Tho times which try mens' souls, gen erally develope the heroic in woman's narure. We had several instances of this during the late war for Southern independence; und though we bad no Joan] of Arc, leading our troops on to victdrv, we had women as bravo as Joan, j and,;alas! almost as unfoituna e. When the war clouds first arose Mrs. Rose Greenhow was residing in Washing ton' She threw herself jwith nil the enthusiasm of her nature into the South ern cause, which was dearer to her thau life itself. Possessed of determination, great courage, keen powers of observa tion, cool, and wary, she had the very qualities to fit her-for the role she de signed to act. Moving in the most ar istocratic circles, thrown in daily contact with the statesmen of the cjoutitry, she saw and knew much that her wisdom taught her would he of use to the South ? rn cause and she put her khowledgo to account. The first service that she rendered to the young Confederacy was to send word of Rio approach ofttho Northern troops our their way to\ Richmond. Thomas Jordan, Adjutant-General, sends her word, "Let them come; we are ready for them. We rely upon you for precise information" &c. Few persons know to whom the South is indebted for the wonderful triumph at Bull Run. When Mrs. Greenhow ascertained that tho Federal troops in tended to intercept Johnson by culling the Winchester railroad, and thus pre vent him reinforcing Beauregard, sjie despatched the information*. Tho result, is well known; the battle, 'ho rout, me things of history; aud, had not tho after conflicts which ensued fully proved the bravery of the Federal army, the world, judging by the Bull Run panic, would have had but a poor opinion of Northern valor. In the following communication Mrs. Greenhow received ample reward : "Our President and our General direct mo to thank you. We icly upon yon for further information. Tho Confederacy owes you a debt. (Signed) Jordan. Adju tant General." Now fairly started on her dangerous mission, this wonderful woman daily for warded the most valuable information South. Drawings of the fortifications around Washington were sent, and every species of information that could be of service to the cause she had espoused. In those days, when suspicion was on the alert, it was natural that Mrs. Green how should be suspected of giving "aid and comfort to the enemy." She was watched, and, at length, was made pris oner in her own house. For seven days the police were busy at work examining her papers and investigating her house; her voiy pictures wore taken from the wall on suspicion that treasonable paper.* were concealed behind them. Guards placed at her door, and in the presence of rude men she had to perform the du ties of her toilet. During her long captivity she had her little child with her, a lovely girl of eight years. Nothing daunted, even from her prison, tho prisoner managed to forward to the South all important information that reached her. Her woman's wit was too keen for tho detectives, and her dar ing, tact, and courage soared as boldly as ever. While a prisoner in hoi own house, she was subjected to the most rig orous treatment, and when removed from thence to the Old Capitol Prison, her miseries were increased. This refined and high-spirited woman, whoso life had been passed amid all luxurious elegan nies of weulth and high social position} was now locked up in a small room, with nothing more downy to sleep on than, a .straw bed, and nothing more palatable to. cat than coarse prison fare. Her spirit never faltered, although her body grew weak; and for ten long weary months,, she endured her hard lot with the sublim niest fottitude. Tried by a military commission, she was sentenced to be sent South ; and when^worn and weary she at length reached the end of her journey, the words of the Southern President fell like music on her car, "But for you there would have been no battle of Bull Run." She diu not live to see the downfall of the cause for which she had risked her all. In attempting to run the blockade at Wilmington, on her way from En- j gland, she was drowned, and her body was afterwards recovered. Thus ended the life of this brilliant and courageous woman, whotbiowing her whole soul in? to the Southern cause, was glad to suffer for it. When we make up our list of heroic Southern women let us not forget Rose Greenhow"*. A Leaper in Detroit. There is at present in one of the public institutions of this city a genuine, well defined case of leprosy. The victim is John McCarthy, a native of Buffalo,aged twenty-one years. He has been nfllietcd with it ever since his earliest recollection, and has led a vagrant life, wandering, a hopeless outcast, from city to city, occa sionally dropping into nlmshouscs and frequently finding refuge in penal institu tions as a vagrant. McCarthy is covered with white scales which fall off constantly and are ns constantly renewed. These are on the scalp, face and hands' and also cover some portions of the body half an inch in thickness, having the appearance of dried codfish skin. Physicians, accustomed as they are to sad sights, have turned away from the contemplation of McCarthy's horrible case, sick in body and spirit. The patient is rapidly becoming imbecile fiotn dis turbed nutrition and want of rest, for until recently he has scarce been known to sleep. The entire of tho affected region is a mass of leprous irritation,and a show or of .-eales Hies off with the least motion, tho bed presenting the appearance'.some what of* having been literally strewn with coarse bran. Medicines thus far have bad but little effect, owing in part, no doubt, to bad hygicncc, poor food, and insuflicien' clothing. Now his condition seems a little improved. Even should he improve for si time, tho disease would probably return with all its original viru lence. McCarthy long since reached a condi tion of mind where ho regards the pros pect of death ns a blessing infinitely to be preferred to longer endurance of his present pitiable condition. Such is leprosy! ?luce Pf&a. Pat and the Deacon. Some months ago, as Deacon Ingalls '?was traveling through the western part of the State of New York, he fell in with auIrishman who had lately .arrived in the country, and was in search of a bro ther who had come before him and settled in some of the diggings in that part of the country. ? Pat was a strong man, a true Roman Catholic, and had never seen the interior of a Protestant church. Ingalls was a pious man. He tohl Put be was going to church, and invited bis newly made friend to accompany him thither, his des tination being a small meeting bouse near by. There was a great revival thereat that time, and one of the deacons, who was a very small man in stature, invited brother Ingalls to a seat in bis pew.?He accopted the invitation, followed by Pat, who looked in vain for the alter, etc. After he was seated, he turned around to brother Ingalls, and, in a whisper that could be heard all around, he inquired: 'An' Isn't this a heretic church?' 'Hush !'said Ingalls;'if you speak a word they will put you out.' 'Divil a word will 1 speak at all at nil,' replied Pat' The meeting was opened with u prayer by a very devout looking pastor, who gradually grew more frcvent in his devo tions. Presently the deacon uttered an audible groan?'Amen!' 'Hist, ye black guard! Have ye no Jaccncy at a'l ?' sai<l Pat, at the sairlo time giving him a punch in the Tibs, which caused him to looso his oquilu brium. The minister stopped, and, extended^ his hands in a suppliant manner, said : . 'Brethren, we cannot be disturbed in this way. "Will some of you put that man out?' 'Yes'your rivorence,' shouted Pat^T"* will do it very quickly indade.' > *dJ And, suiting the action to the word* h?, collared tlio deacon, .and, to the utter horrow of tho pastor, brother Ingalls, and the whole congregation, ho dragged him up the aisle, und, with a tremendous^ kick, s nthim sprawling into the. vesti bule of the church. Is it not a beautiful idea that the more; we sink into the iufirmaties of age, .tb.ei nearer we nro to immortal youth? All persons arc young in tho other .worbL, That state is an eternal spring?pure, fresh, and flourishing. Now to pass from midnight yito noon on a sudden?? to be'deorepit one minute, and all spirit and activity the next?must be a delight ful change. To call this dying is. an, abuse of lannrnajre. "Wanted b) a boy?a situation in an' eating-house. He understands the busi "css- -iiu ?? m-A King's Fool, who was condemned to die, was allowed to choose the form of death, and chose old age, Franklin tells us that there are but two * things certain in this world, viz ; death taxes. The latest natural curiosity is a dog' which has a whistle growing at the end of his tail. He calls himself when wanted^, A man writes to tho editor for $4, "he causo he is infernally short," and ho gets in reply the heartless response, "Do as I do, stand up on a chair." General Grant thinks tho Republican party has too much dead weight to carry? and that it is time to lighten the ship, whereupon the Boston Post mildly sug? gest that "he should jump off." An Arabian having brought a blush on a maiden's cheek by the earnestness I of his gaze, said to her: "My looks have painted roses in your cheeks; why forbid me to gather them? The law permits him who sows to reap the harvest." A French gentleman, who had heard rum called spirits, went into a hotel a few evenings since, and called for a glass of punch, requesting at tho same time that it should be made with "ghosts from the Vest Indies." An extentric old Yankee, who lived alongside of a graveyard, was asked if it was not an unplcasent location. "No," said he, "I never jiiicd places in all my life with a act of neighbors that minded' their business so stiddy as tfcey do." At a school where words were given out for subjects in composition, a "mute inglorious Milton" produced this sen tence on the word "panegyric":?"A few drops of panegyric,given ona large lump of sugar, are often best for an infant with the stomach-ache." It is stated that in a certain district i\ the far "West mosquitoes are so plentiful that they arc unable to get on a stranger all at once, and so they stand round in relays, and wa it for their turns liko cits turners in a barber's shop. Miss Clara Pensive (to her drawing master)?"What an ugly model youmust have had for that young lady in your picture, Mr. Pigment!" Air. Pigment? "Do you think so? My sister was tho model." Miss Chun Pensive?"Ahl good grncous me! Yes, I ought to have known it, shtTis so like you." "Where arc you going?" said a young gentleman to an elderly one in a white cravat, whom he over took a few miles from Little Rock. "I. am going to heaven my son I have been on the way eighteen years." "Well goodbye old fellow; if you have been traveling townrds heaven eighteen years, and got no nearer to it than Arkansas, I'll take another route."