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f » . . ¥' ' ■ 'It TRI-WEEK I,Y EDITION. WINNSBORO. S. 0.. JANUARY 30. 1883. ESTABLISHED 1847 jffi. v s ■; a#. WOKAH1P IN T^R WOODS. How rich the embroidered carpet spread, on either side the common way; A sure and purple, gold and red, Musset and white, and green and gray, With shades between, Woven with light In looms unseen. The dandelion’s disk of gold, With lustre decks the meadow green, And uiuldDlled a million fold, The daisy lights the verdant scene; The blue mint's plumes Invite the bees to their perfumes. A wrinkled ribbon seemes the road, 0 us pooled from silent hills afar; best, like an angel, lifts the load And in my path lets down the bar, And here It briugs - A lease of life on healing wings. The summer lelsnre of the cloud That wanders with Its trumpeter, ■The wind, is mine, no wiangiing crowd Annoys the humble worshiper Tn the white tent Bgne^th a listening firmament. rp-floaung on the ambient air. Sweet soitgs of Wrsd tahsu^rlse, . ' And now a voice distinct In prayer, Like the lark’s hymn, reaches the skies, And the “Amen” la echoed from theJUlls and glen. 1%* wood a vast cathedral seems, Its dome the overarching sky: The light throngh trembling branches streams From open windows lifted high; Under the firs Soft shadows shield the worshipers. HISBAUHKL. “Going away! Ah, thank Heaven, going away I" It was a joyous cry of ineffable glad ness and relief, and Gleo Lynn, talking half to her bounding heart, and half to the damp painting lief ore her, to which she bad just given the hushing touch, clasped her tired brown hands at the hack of ber head, her «yes seeking the pale white-hecked strip of sky above— eyes misty with unshed tears. it was a curious place for a studio— the tumble-down disused barn-loft back of Mrs. Black’s ugly farmhouse, sup posed to be habited only by mice and spiders, while, instead, “the girl” spent every stolen moment there at ber easel, levelling in ber own creations, so pre cious because so dearly won, and so entirely her own, starting at every sound, communing with ber heart and the little mice that came out of their holes to watch her curiously. She dressed badly, shabbily; uoue anew it better than she, who hated and loathed the ragged untidy calicoes, and coarse shoes; but on tins particular morning she laughed at herself and her dress triumphantly, until the pretty straggling curls all about her wide white brow bobbed comically. •No more hard drudgery.” “No more harsh words and bitter hnrlings of poverty and dependence against my teeth, under which my spirit chafes.” “Better to beg in the streets of the great city I read of, thau longer endure this life—than eat of the bread so grud gingly given.” “Going away! Oh, thank Heaven, going away!” “Oleo, what are you saying,” The girl sprang to her feet as if to shield ber picture fi om unkind curious gaze, standing aa a lioness at bay, her eyes flashing angrily upon the speaker through their tears. Swinging himself up through the anudl opening into the loft, William Black advanced toward the girl, a start led look on his face, that; though clear cut, even patrician in features, under the large slouch hat, portrayed no emotion—was cold, stern, and indiffer ent usually. He was Mrs. Black’s brother—a man who roamed about always, but was seen very rarely at his own house. “Yon are going away, Cleo, litttle Gleo?” •‘Why, I shall miss you when I come home.” He looked at the girl wistfully, lifting his hat from the long thick hair on his brow, white and strangely in contrast with his bronzed cheeks. AJ1 the pent-up bitterness of the miserable hfe passed beneath his roof broke forth madly. “Yes, William Black, going away from a life of heartache and misery. “Oh no, you never thought, you nev«i cared all these years for the child left you by dying patients. “I have been tempted to curse my own dead father for consigning me to your care.’’ “Why do they not hang, shoot, the orphans when parents die?” j “It would be a mercy.” * - “God in His mercy grant when 1 leave yoq here, that look on th# fade of a Black again!” With one hand on her heart as if ohe would still its mad suffocating throbs, she stood in an attitude of pale scorn and deflauce. William Black had recoiled as if shaken by a mighty wind before this passionate anathema, and now stood watching her in silent wonder and pained amazement “Why, Oleo, little Cleo, T never thought but you were happy. 4>T _» “Stop I “Make me no excuses; you come with them too late. “All I ask of you Is to leave me—to keep out of my sight, to winch a Black is hateful. “I hear ycur sister calling me to car ry the farm hands’ dinner—for the last time, thank Heaven t “To-morrow 1 go for ever I” “Stop 1” Stepping hastily forward to bar her egress, William Black laid his band heavily on her shoulders, and the pas sion that leapt np into the chill face startled the girl into obedience. “You shall r. jt go, for, Oleo, little one—I love you better than my hope of Heaven 1 “I did not dream of it until now— until I was about to lose you. “Wait; I am not poor, and I will take you away now, to-morrow, to the great cities yon long for. “Forgiva my nagleot all these years —ba msrciful, little Ulao.” Ha had thrown his am around her and drawn her close to his side, looking down with hungry eyes into the pale face; but, wrenching herself free, Oleo replied mockingly— “What! main you. Will Blaca? “I am not a dog to lick the hand that has struck md. “Mairyyou, and continue to be a slave—a pensioner on your bounty ? “Never!” Dchance rang through the girlish voice, and without a word or sign Wil liam black, pale as death, turned away and descended.,!*) the stables, and, in a few moments the rooky road around the cliff rebounded with the pounding of his herse’s hoof-beats. Oleo Lynn knelt before her picture offering up a fervent prayer to Heaven to sanctify it, then stood a minute bid ding the dear old loft, where she had spent the fs.v happy moments of her life, good-bye, and ran across the back garden bareheaded, an unwonted bril liancy in her eyes, a flush on her pi quant elfish face, into the great, clear odorous kitchen where Mrs. Black awaited her, angrily, impatiently. “Take these pails and be off with yon, yon lacy, careless ” “Madaml” It was cot the tone nor the word that made Mrs. Black jump with a slight shriek, but the flash iu the eyes that was almost miwderous, and so out through the glaring scorching noon sunshine Cleo Lyni} went—for the last time. i * * ♦ * “I am fame and so tired of this i crust of bread.’ struggle for “I the igbt long ere this to wear a orowu of laurel, but, instead, it is one of tborus and cypress.” It was a poor room. Every one has seen such rooms in squalid houses, witiiout warmth, cheer, comfort, thou orb it was bitter weather. “A woman’s form with arms outtlung, the gesture of despair, the same figure last seen flitting across the hot dry fields back of Mrs. Black’s farmhouse, though thinner, more poorly clad. Lifting her face at length against the grey streak of twilight at her one win dow, the once round cheeks were thin, the hair dishevelled, and the eyes strained and unnatural in expression. “Destitute, friendless, almost blind.” Slipping her hand into her dress she drew out a vial of darkish fluid, holding it up between the light and dim, dim, vision. There came a sound of steps up the rickety stair, then a rap, firm, quick, at her door. “Come!” The door swung wide, and a man, tall, muifted in a great coat, entered, and half crossed the bare floor. Bising, the girl leaned her clasped hands on her chair waiting. “Miss Lee?” She bowed her head, the white hands suddenly clutching the chair-back, icy eold. “I saw one of your paintings at the Academy and wish to purchase it, the one called the “Oow Boy.” “What are your terms?” The girls voice as she made answer was so hoarse and unnatural that she scarcely knew it herself. “What you are willing to give,” lean ing forward a little in the dim light, with numb chill fingers interlaced, while the tall haughty figure seemed dancing wildly, nndigniiiedly. “Three hundred dollars for the “Cow Boy,” or say six hundred dollars for the two—“My Studio,” as a surprise for my wife.” “The room, the bed, the chair, every thing swau wildly before her eyes. “Sir you are liberal,” was all she could murmur. Counting out the roll of notes the man handed them to her. Then bowing and saying, as he gave her a street number— “Order them to be sent around to my house,” he withdrew, and, as the door closed behind him, Gleo Lynn fell forward prone on the floor with the bank notes clutched desperately in one hand and a shattered vial of dark fluid in'the other one. “Oh, Will, Will, and I loved you so, y«lt was too proud, too hateful to con fers it even to myself.” “Oh, what madness has goaded me onto my well-earned misery?” It was a tastily-dressed figure in a grey cloak and hat that stepped out of the rambling old stage in the village of Gtoyson, passing swiftly toward the dark ugly Black farmhouse. The hall door was open that led into the cool tidy parlor so well remembered, and, entering, the stranger beheld a man’s figure bowed before a table, his head in his folded arms, while directly above him* hong a pretty rustic paint ing, her woik, under which stood a gists of fresh-cut flowers. Tossing softly up, the girl laid her haiid on the bowed head tenderly, timidlv, on hajr streaked with grey. “Willi” The bowed head was lifted eagerly, the black electric eyes seeming to lighten as they rested on the fair face byture him. ’‘Little Cleo!” tYou—back here again?’' aad he trembled as he spoke. I 1 ! have oome back to the old home to lee you all once more. ” “I have won fame, and shall win wealth, for the money yon gave me, in the hour of my deepest despair, hfted me into prosperity, T owe it all to yon.” I do not understand, he replied dnhmily. "I only know yon are back again wh m I never thought to see you here mt re.” i lieo looked wistfully around as if to see expectant faces, as she asked— 'And year sister?" 'She is dead, and I am all alone, Cio.” tseven years, Cleo—and —and Kache! hat come.” Whore is your—your wife, Will?” e stared at her even more wouder- ‘My wife?” ‘Have you forgotten—forgiven the Oleo, and do yon come back to stiy?” ithout heeding the pleading band- some face, that outstretched arms, Cleo Lynn pointed towards the painting, “You—you bought that from a poor artist ’’ He interrupted her, wonderingly. “My brother, whom you never knew —an older brother—bought it while on a visit to London, and, because it re minded me of you, I begged him to give it to me,” Throwing back, with a quick passion ate movement, the grey traveling cloak, Cleo Lynn dropped on her knees at William Black’s feet,” “I am unworthy.” “It was a bitter, bitter lesson that learned me the value of a love that would have shielded me all these years. “If you can forgive, if 1 may come back to the old home nest, will you take your Rachel, for whom yon have served seven years?” That was the way Cleo Lynn went beck to tne home nest ana sheltering care of the man she hai cursed seven years before, and learned in the restful home life of the years as they sped, how infinitely above all fame, all wealth, was the consciousness of satis fied love. Eaatern Carpeta. It is not easy for a European who has never been m the East to realize what au important position the carpet fills there. To an Arab his rug is his most treasured possession. Without one he is a pauper. It is necessary to his devotions, it is often his bed, sometimes his saddle and gener ally the only decoration of his tent. This has been the case for centuries and over a vast extent of territory. The prices given in ancient times would now be thought extravagant even by the collector who will offer thousands of pounds for a Meis- sonier a few inches square. A million of money is said to have been paid by a former Guikwar of B troda for a cover for the Prophet’s tomb, and, though the greate portion of this sum represented the jewels interwoven, still about £30,000 re mained as the value of the groundwork. Major Evan Hmith mentions that be saw at Kerman a carpet made for the shrine oi Masliad which was to cost at the rate of £7 the square yard. It was 11 yards long by 2f broad, and would take two years to make. Tnls means a still larger price when labor becomes more valuable, which it must do eveu iu Easteru countries Then, too, modern chemistry has done its best to ruin the colors, and dyers are not proof against the temptation of the cheap ness of anilines as a substitute for the more expinsive but lasting pigments. Mr. Vin cent Robinson tells us that Kermes, the beet red ever discovered, was in the Middle Ages in general use all over Europe. It was known to the Gie&fc.s and Ritnans, the Turks, Cossacks and Armenians. Ve netian red was isade from it, and the Spaniards paid tribute to Rome with its grams. The serfs in Germany were bound annually to deliver a certain quantity to the convents. Hellot speaktf of it in old Flemish tapestries as having lasted two hundred years without fading. Mr. Wil liam Morris has determined to revive this valuable dye, for there is no red known in modern times that can supplant it for last ing qualities. Whether it can be procured at a price which is likely to bring it into general use, remains a question yet to be solved. Bless His Dear Heart. In a very elegant palace car entered a weary-faced, poorly-dressed woman with three little children—one a babe m her arms. A look of joy crept into her face as she settled down into one of the luxu rious chairs, but it was quickly dispelled as she was asked rudely to “start her boot.” A smile of amusement was seen on several faces as the frightened group hurried out to enter one of the common can. Upon one young face however, there was a look which shamed the coun tenance of the others. “Auntie,” said the boy to the lady beside him, “I am going to carry my basket of fruit aud this box of sandwiches to the poor woman iu the next car. You are willing, of course?” He spoke eagerly, but she answered: “Don’t be foolish, dear, you may need them yourselt, and. perbapi the woman is an impostor.” “No, I'll not need them, ’ he answered decidedly, but in a very low tone. “Vou know I had a beany break fast, and don’t need a lunch. The woman looked hungry, auntie, and so good, too, with those three little babies clinging to her. 1M be hack in a minute, auntie; I know mother wouldn’t like it if 1 didn’t speak a kind word to the least of these when I meet them.” The worldly aunt blushed a tear from her eye after the boy left her. and said, audibly: “Just like his dear mo’her.’’ About five minutes later, as the lady passed the mother and the three children, she saw a pretty sight—the family feasting as perhaps they had never doue before; the dainty sandwiches wore eagerly eaten, the fruit basket stood open The eldest child, with her mouth filled with bread and butler, said: “Was the pretty boy au augel, mamma?” “No,” answered the mother, and a grateful look brightened her faded ej es; ‘ -hut he is doing angels' work, bless his dear bean! ” And we, to), said, “Ble&s his dear heart! ” Tba Prlaat and a H«r«ue. Father O’Rafferty, an Austiu clergy man, met Mike Sullivan the other day, and during the conversation Fat lot O’Rauerty said: “Mister Sullivan, how is it that yez being au Oirishman yez do not belong to the howiy Catholic Church?” “ Because * lost all confidence in the howiy church twinty years ago, sor.” “And how did you oome to lose all confidence in the howiy church?” “i’ll tell yez how it was, Father O’Kaflerty. Me y uugest brothei was married to a hintic, but in the howiy church by a praste. It was a mixed marriage, as it is called. Well, sor, the pruste made me brotherjpromise that ail ’he children should be brought up in |.» Cathc 'T laitb.” iid how did that cause yez to lose faithV) the iufaliible church?” sor, they have been married now, eoiTimore than twinty years, and divil a kioVgye they got yit, sor.” “Mouther Sullivan,” said the priest solemnly, “it would have been betther for yer sowl if yer father, instead of yer brother had married a hiritio.” The piiest had him there. Christmas la Mexico. The Mexicans surpass all other peo ple in the number and duration of their festivals. Between their religious and political holidays there are scarcely left three dayk out of the seven for business. Any pretext is seized upon to secure a holiday. It will afford a practical man much diversion to take a Mexican alma nac or calendar, wherein all the feast aud fast days are marked with a circular red globe, on which the day of the month is printed. Aa all business is suspended, stores closed, etc., on both religious aud political festival days and a Mexican won’t work on a holiday, a Hye Yankee will at onoe proclaim a re version of the old prove' 1 : “AU irork and no fun mak«e Jack Tdull boy,"And red “All mu and no work” makes Pau- cho a poor man. The Christmas festival of Naciamen- to, us it is termed, loots usually for two weeks. Christmas Eve is what the Mexican culls Noche Bueno. The day of this night you will see a large pro cession of men and women, on horse back and on foot, marching through the street, dressed in the costumes of shepherds, alter the ancient Scriptural styles. This is what is known as the Pas tores. They will continue to march about until Nuche Bueno. When dark ness approaches the Pas tores, aad in fact people generally, light hundreds of tires on the hills, and promontories in all directions. Anywhere m the Re public of Mexico on Christmas Eve night you will see fires burning on all the elevated points in the neighborhood. It is a beautuul custom and has au im pressive effect. The procession oi Pas- tores is also attractive. Alter night those m the procession retire to the theatre, and tnero is rendered the tab leau ot the birth of Christ—Naeiamen- to, with ail of its accompanying scenes, in tub) tableau, whicn is gotten up with gorgeous effect, little girls and boys take part, the former personating angels anu the latter devils. Calcium lights are burned. All that is possi bie is doue to render the occasion leuoitaus. This perlormauce is kept up until midnight, presenting all the Scriptural incidents ol tne occasion. While this is giuug on in the tneatre tne people outside are firing rockets—not such large ones as we have in this country, but a small one, with a stick about a foot long, which is stuck iu the ground and a match applied to the taper, when away it goes up iu tne blue vault, look ing mucu like a meteor iu us flight, i'ne tires on the lulls and hundreds of these meteor rocaeis in every direction give a weird look to the mgnt, and if you are iortunato enough to get into the theatre to the Vaciuau.uto, you will be still further w&u me Oriental aspect of the festival. Formerly on Christmas Day the Host was earned through the street by the clergy, in fail robes, but now, under the present laws of the Republic, no religious procession is permitted to parade in tne public street, A priest is not allowed to come into the street wearing ins clerical dress or any portion of it. On Christmas Day in every town iu Mexico a grand bun-flight takes place. On the occasion oi the Christmas fes tivities the sons of tne wealthy citizens olten take tne place of the trained and experienced matadors (those who light the ouiljt, as well as that of the picadors, who tea»e and worry the animal into a frenzy in the i'iaza de Toro—an im mense amphitheatre made to seat trom two to eigdl thousani persons, acooid- to the population ol the place. On the occasion when these ncu men volunteer to do the fighting the proeeedslroui the exinuitiou are given to chanty. Tne usual pnoe for the bestseatsisa quarter reai (fifty cents;. This prtee is graded down to a meoia (six aud a quarter cents;, this latter giving standing room for cruldreu only. Everyone, high and low, non and poor, men, women and ohndren, attend the bud-fight. Not withstanding the low admission, large sums are realized iu this way tor charity. The men of wealth at this time also olten throw open their palatial residen ces lor a grand masquerade bail. Au admission price is cnmrgod, made and a supper provided. No one is admit ted except in masque. It is a public afiair ; ail go. No one unmasks aud the proceeds are donated to the City. These oalla are gotten up on a scale of mag nificence which would astonish our less obtrusive people. The Mexicau is uotnmg unless he is conspicuous. He is ah fuss and feathers, aud when . he suns out lor a snow he has a btg one. During the least of Nacrimemo to the leina.e portion of tue community are allowed many liberties which ordi narily they are deprived of. Women, as a iuic, in Mexico nayo a dull aud uue- venuui time. They are never allowed to see tneir gentlemen friends except in the presence ol the lamiiy. They never go anywhere with beaux unless accom panied by a chaperone. They have no lete-a-tetes, no association whatever with geutimen, except in a general way. Ou Hie occasion oi this feast these un reasonable rules are somewhat relaxed. At this time if a lady in the presence of others should striae you over the head with an egg biowu foil of silver or gold powder (moll an act denotes a special prelerence aud is the greatest compli ment a lady can snow a gentleman;, it aould not be considered indecorous, while at other tunes it would cost her ner reputation. These eggs, filled with gold or silver powler, are colled oasoer- ones. They are sometimes hiied with flour aud wueh a tellow gets one of these latter he is made tne butt of the even ing. The senonta takes oocassiou to get even with one oi tue sterner sex who may have at some tune slighted her by sunuug him, unobserved, with a casoeroue of flour. Another lamoas amusement at this time is cock-fighting. Passing down any of the pruieipai streets you will see rows of men aud boys standing iu the streets with chicken cocks under their arms iu front of the cook* pit. If you wish to participate in ths sport yon purchase a rooster, for which you will nave to pay trom fiity cents to oue dol lar and « naif, pay your admission to the pit and on entering announce your desire for & contest. Home fellow, who like yourself has become possessed of a game chicken, will wager you his roos ter is the better chicken. The master of the pit will inquire if you desire “slashers”—gaffs—aud if they are ac cepted he will proceed to attach ttiem to the natural spurs of the rooster aud charge you a small tax for their use and the service. You can now handle your own bird in the contest or allow the at taches of the pit to do so. This custom of allowing outsiders to bring and fight their own birds makes ths sport much more interesting, The admissions to all public entertainments of Christmas are donated to chan table purposes, a ciuiom which our people mightomulate to advantage. One continual rtrtmd Of gayety is kept up for two weeks. The theatre is kept open, operas performed, etc*, ‘“Faust” being tue Xavoilte lot this season. Every device known for pleasure is brought into requisition. Nothing seems to be thought of except how to have a good time yourself aud make others do the same. If you want to witness a saturnalia of pleasure be in Mexico on the occassion of the festi val of Naeiamento. The Heeaon Why. A Country Ubrtatuaaa Tree. There were nearly three hundred orna ments on our tree before any of the presents went on, said a correspondent. They were nearly all home-made. We cut out of rather stiff bristol-board some five- pointed stars, little boots, Maltese crosses, butterflies, shields, arrows and horseshoes. Several of each kiud were made, a large bowl of boiled paste prepared, and each was covered on both sides with colored paper, mostly silver and gilt, and some with red aud blue. We found a piece of broken looking glass in the attic and bad it cut up into many little pieces, bound each oue wi h lute-string ribbon pasted ou, aud when dry furnished each with strings by which to hang them np. They reflect all the lights and mase the effect very brilliant. Cornucopias we were able to make very easily, for we had a carpenter prepare us a slender wooden cone, just the shape of oue, and it is very pleasant work to place them together over this model, put a pretty embossed picture on each and then slip off to dry. The prettiest of ail trinkets we made as follows Taking a quantity of English walnuts we split them (one at a time) into halves, filled one-half with little “carraway comfits,” glued on the other half, first slipping iu a little loop of ribbon at the top. aud laid eacli one aside till dry. Then each was gilded with liquid gilding. We used the “Beasemer gold paint, ’ and there are many other preparations equally good. These little “rattle-boxes” are lovely, aud evttybody will want one. A lot of tiny rosy-checked apples were pol ished up and furnished with strings. But the prettiest of all were the “crys tallized ornaments.’’ First I made some small baskets of annealed wire and wound them very protusdy with bright-colored zephyr. The ro e colored and the light green proved to tie the prettiest, also one that 1 wound in shaded green, with little dots of red, but the light blue and lemon colored were not to be despised. Then I procured five pounds of alum and a large •tone crock aud made a hot solution of alum aud put in the crock, laid a stick across the top and suspended my baskets, one at a time, in the hot alum water, leav ing them about twelve hours undisturbed. Borne times I had better success than others, but generally they looked like the most luscious French candy when taken out, as the color of the zephyr showed through the frosting. Then 1 hung the bosket up to dry. reheated the solution, sometimes making it stronger, and etarted again. I aiso crystallized grasses and branches with lovely effect. Our way of mounting the tree proved very substantial and strong: Two pieces of scantling, six feet long and two inches by four, were morticed and put together in the form of a cross. At the point where they crosied the tree was fastened upright by being nailed on with long spikes. Four braces were then added, making the whole very stromr. Laying stout brown paper underneath we covered the boards from sight with quantities of gray moss and trailing vines, and sprinkled all well with the watering-pot as a precaution against lire should any ornament b'aze up and fall. (lulUcu Oata Nabob*. The biggest fortunes ou Uie.Fucific c vast are those of the Central Pacific Railroad magnates, and Ex-Governor' Stanford is the richest of the gioup. His wealth is estimated at $75,000,000; that is. his yearly income is equal to the interest on such a capital, aud his property is con stantly increasing in value. He owns more than $5,000,000 alone in San Fran cisco in real estate, to sav nothing ot his farms, vineyards, breeding ranches, etc. The cx-Govcrcor has but one child, Le- land, Jr., a lad of about fifteen. The richest widow on the Pacific coast, or in the country for that matter, with the pos sible exception of Mrs. Cornelia Stewart, is Mrs. Mark Hopkins, widow of one of the Central Pacific syndicate. Her bus band's estate proved up to $23,000,000, and the only two men in California who could justify on the widow s bond as ex ecutrix were Lciand Stanford and Charles Crocker, two of her husband’s business associates. They were compelled to jus tify to twice the amount of the estate and each swore that he was worth $40,000,000. Mrs. Hopkins is an elderly woman. They had no children, but had -adopted a son, whom Mrs. Hopkins has just married to a Miss Crittenden, a protege of hers, provi ding her with the dot of a princess. There are other heirs tc the estate, but the adop ted son, Tiro, will get the bulk of it. The richest / )ung and unmaried woman on the Pacific coast u Miss Jennie Flood, only daughter ot th* bonanza king. The richest prospective heiress in California is Miss Hsttie Crocker, the only daughter of Charles Crocker, another of the railroad syndicate. She, also, is s charming girl, and, like Miss Flood, is rather plain in appearance. She is noted for her chari ties and domestic virtues. The whole value of Uncle Billy O'Brien's estate was a littls over $9,090.000. After the lega cies were paid ths residua was turned orer to Mr. O’Brien’s two sisters, Mrs. Coleman and Mrs. Joseph McDonough. The two ladies Inherited $3,500,000 “Say, Schneider!” exclaimed Matson and Bhfkius as they entered the cheerful little room in the rear of the grocery, with nearly as much noise and haste as is ob servable when two boys come tearing into the house together and announce In tumult uous tones, “There ain’t no school to morrow, Ma, 'cause its Christmas!” their touseled pates chock full of Santa Claus and new skates. “Say, Schneider, the M?at Inspector is coming around to look at that cheese of yours out there tu the front room that keeps the little children from coming in and teasing you for apples! ” “Dhere don’t vos eny meat in dot scheesc vor heem to jnschpect. Dot was a limburger seneese uatvos all richfl” “I believe ( you, Schneider!” exclaimed Bill. “A rat couldn’t live m that cheese. He’s coming, though, tor 1 read it m “The Free iVets ’ that the Health Officer was going to send the Inspector around to smell of the strong cheese, and he’ll come right here the first thing, for that cheese of yours has been strong for the last five years. You ought to take It out into the back yard aed bury it.” “That wouldn’t do,” said Blitkins. “The sanitary police would have you in the Recorder’s Court within a week. Tel) you what to do, Schneider. Sooop out the inside, build a fire in it and send for the Boiler inspector!” “By colly, poys! I guess you vos make fools oef me, don’t it?” said Schneider in quiringly, as he dropped in the lemon peel and reached for the nutmeg grater. “Yes, Schneider,” said BUI, senten- tiously, as he took a sip and then set the steaming decoction upon the end of the bar to cool, “but everybody is being fooled by somebody all the time. The police fool you into the belief that you must close this whisky shop of yours at 10 o'clock, while the big saloons dowu town that sell more liquor in a day than you do in a week, haven’t turned the key in their from door, Sundays nor no time, for a year. The lawyers fool the juries, and the jury fools the judge. The pupil fools the teacher, and the teacher fools the pupil. “The people are fooled re a bundled different ways; that fast and reckless driving will soon be abolished, and the streets become safe for pedestrians; that one-half the public offices are necessary for tne good government of the city, or that half ot them are worthily tilled; that they can buy cheaper at the public mantel than they can within a blocK of their homes. Bogus agents aud quack doctors fool them; street peddlers and street beg gars take them in. Everybody is fooled except the Common Council. ” “Does nobody fool tuat body? ’ inquired Blifkins doubtingly. “It’s unnecessary. Dome rround this evening, B!if, and I’ll tell you the reason why. ” An Iiinect Carpet.Uaidcer. An experimenter in Southern agri culture told me the following Instoriette of Northern bees in the South. He took a colony of the little gratuitous honeymakers down to Florida. The first year they reveled, throve and stored honey nearly all the unvaried summer time. But the second year a few of the more reflective bees evi dently tnrued the thing over in their minds thus; “this country has no win- te • to provide against; what is the use of laying up honey where the flowers bloosom all tho year round?” These bees exerted enough influence among their friends to keep a good many bees from laying by any sweet merchandise the second year of their exile. Hut the prudential instinot, so strong iu tho little insect, prevailed with the majority. They evidently said to them selves; “Perhaps this had been an exceptional year. Next season may bring cold and snow and dearth of flowers.” So there was qnite a stock of honey laid by on the second year in spite of a few strikers. But by the third year the conviction had evidently thoroughly penetrated the bee mind that it was foolish to lay up in a land of eternal blossom. They made just enough to last from day to day, aban doning themselves to living from hand to month as recklessly as does any tropic-born butt erfly % , For an officer ot the army to refuse to flght a duel is stiH regarded by the demon military authories as a grievous offense. A little while since an officer in the battalion of Landwebr in Cologne offended two of his comrades by some remarks on their conduit. Though these officers could not justify them selves, they were nevertheless aggrieved, and challenged the offender. This gen tleman refused to accept the challenge, alleging conscientious scruples. The matter was referred to a court ot honor, and the court decided that the officer challenged most tight. Thereupon he called upon his Colonel and informed him of his desire to resign his commis sion, as he was suffering from a neural gic affection of the heart In reply the Colonel suggested that he had probably refused to accept the challenge because be was in ili-healtU, and nervous, and mentally debilitated through sickness. The officer, however, not only declined to ad-'pt this suggestion, bat again declared tnat under no circumstances whatsoever would he engage in a duel. Thereupon the matter tvas again re ferred to the court of honor, with the result that the poor m i n, instead of being allowed to resign his commission, was dismissed from the service. Be silent, and safe; silence nevsr be- toys you. Don’t start the day’s work without a good breakfast, Don’t sleep in a room without venti lation of some kind After the battle of arms comes ths battle of history. Don’t stuff a cold lest you be next obliged to starve a fever. 1876. 1882. F. W. HABENICHT* Proprietor of the N I respectfully call the attention of the public to my superior facilities for sup plying everything ii my line, of superior quality. Starting business In Wians- boro in 1876, I have in all this time given the closet attention to my busi ness and endeavored to make my estab lishment FIRST-CLASS in every par ticular. I shall in the future, as iu the past, hold myself ready to serve my customers with the beet articles that can be procured in any market I shall stand ready, also, to guarantee every article I sell. I invite an inspection of my stock of Wines, Liquors, Tobacco, Cigars, etc. F. W. HABENICHT. IMPORTED. Scotch Whiskey (Ramsey’s), A. Bin Laubert and Marat Cognac Brandy. Jamaica Rum. Rotterdam Fish Giu. Ross’s Royal Ginger Ale. Jules Mumm & Co.’s Champagne. Cautrel A Cochran’s Ginger Ale. Apollinaris Mineral Water. Angus tora Bitters. Old Sheny Wine. Old Port Wine. DOMESTIC. Ginger Ale. Soda Water. Sarsaparilla. Old Cabinet Rye Whiskey. Old Schuylkill Rye Whiskey. The Honorable Rye Whiskey. Old Golden Grain Rye Whiskey. Renowned Standard Rye Whiskey. Jesse Moore Yollmer Rye Whiskey, Old N. 0. Sweet Mash Oora Whiskey. Old Stone Mountain Corn Whiskey. Western Com Whiskey. Virginia Mountain Peach Brandv. New England (Frenoh’s) Rnm. North Carolina Apple Brandy. Pure Blackberry Brandy. Pure Cherry Brandy. Pure Ginger Brandy. Boston Swan Gin. SUNDRIES. Rook and Bye. Osceola Bitters. Hostetter’s Bitters. Berguer A Engel’s Lager Beer, In patent stopper bottles and on draught. New Jersey Sweet, Sparkling Cider, foln, Rook & Rye, Lawrence A Martin. Stoughton Bitters. Rook and Corn. Cigars and Tobacco Syndicate Cigar, 5 cents. The Huntress Cigar, 2) cents. Madoliue Cigar—All Havana—10 cents. Don Carlos (Nab)—all Havana—10 cents Minerva Cigar—Havana filler-5 cents.- Cheek Cigar—Havana filler—6 cents. Our Boast Cigar—Havana filler—5 cents* Lucky Hit Cigar—Havana filler—5 cents. The Unicum Self-Lighting Cigarette, (Amber mouth-piece to every ten packages.) * The Pickwick Club Cigarette, (Shuck month-nieces. 1 1 bt. Richmond Gem Cigarette, (Light smoking.) ft mill BilM asi M Par lor i ta. ICE! ICE! ICE! Au abundance always on hand (or tho use of my customers. I wil also keep a supply of FISH, OYSTERS, &C., for my Restaurant, which is always open from the first of September to the first of April, I shall endeavor to please all who give me a calL Very respectfully, » e F. W. HABENICHT. OPPOSITE POSIOFPOE. 1 r v— - - ‘, “V m '*■ ‘’ii SM r