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9 B > - ^ * . : 'j . . v , #5 v v 4 TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO. S. 0.. FEBRUARY 6. 1883. ESTABLISHED 1848 J fL. 1876. 1882. F. W. HABENICHT, Proprietor of the I respectfully call the atteutiou of the public to my superior facilities for sup plying everything U my line, of superior quality. Starting business In Wians- boro in 1876, I have in all this time given the closet attentionTb my busi ness and endeavored to make my estab lishment FIRST-CLASS in every par ticular. I shall in the future, as in 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 ol Wines, Liquors, Tobacco, Cigars, etc. F. W. HABENICHT. IMPORTED. Scotch Whiskey (Ramsey’s). A. Bin Laubert and Marat Gognae Brandy. Jamaica Rum. Rotterdam Fish Gin. Ross’s Royal Ginger Ale. Jules Mumm & Co.’s Champagne. Cantrel Sc Cochran’s Ginger Ale. Apollinaris Mineral Water. Angus tcra Bitters. Old Sherry 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 Vollmer Rye Whiskey, Old N. C. Sweet Mash Corn Whiskey. Old Stone Mountain Corn Whiskey. Western Corn Whiskey. Virginia Mountain Peach Brandy. New JEngland (French’s) Rum. North Carolina Apple Brandy. Pure Blackberry Brandy. Pure Cherry Brandy. Pure Ginger Brandy. Boston Swan Gin. SUNDRIES. Rock and Rye. Osceola Bitters. Hostetter's Bitters. Bergner Sc Engel’s Lager Beer, in patent stopper bottles and on draught. New Jersey Sweet, Sparkling Cider. Tolu, Rock Sc Rye, Lawrence Sc Martin. Stoughton Bitters. Rook and Corn. Cigars and Tobacco Syndicate Cigar, 5 cents. The Huntress Cigar, 2| cents. Madeline Cigar—All Havana—10 cents. Don Carlos (Nub)—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—6 cents. The Unionm Self-Lighting Cigarette, (Amber mouth-piece to every •' ten packages.) « The Pickwick Club Cigarette, £Shuok mouth-jjieoee.1 The Richmond Gem Cigarette, (Light smoking.) ASHAUuW BOAT. The ilj Billiari ai Pool Par lor la Toil ICE! ICE! ICE! An abundance always on hand for the use of my customers, I wil also keep a supply of FISH, OYSTERS, SC., 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, F. W. HABENICHT. orrosirE postofsok. Under my keel anotner ooat < Falla aa I sail, floats as I float; Silent and dim anil myatic still. It steals through that weird nether-world, Mocklug my power, though at my will The form before Its prow la curled, ‘ Or calm It ilea, with canvas furled. Vainly I peer and fain would see What phantom in that boat may be; Yet half I dread, lest I with ruth Some ghost of my dead past divine. Some gracious shape of my lost youth. Whose deathless eyes once Axed on mine Would draw me downward through the bnnel IN A MOMENT. Standing by the window, with a thoughtful look in her uark blue eyes, and a wistfulness about her little red mouth, Isabel Jeffrey was indulging in one of the retrospective memories she did not very often give way io. But to-morrow was New Year's Day, and in the old times that seemed so far back, it had been the gayest happiest day of all the year for her, when the elegant parlors in her father's mansion on Madison Avenue had been decorated with flowers, and the windows darkened, and the gas had been lighted in pink and sflyer globes, and every luxury and delicacy been served on the New Year’s table by the waiters in the Jeffrey livery. And Isabel queened it over all- young, fair, nch, happy, hopeful. Five years passed, and now she was a woman of t wenty-three, whose best dress was a cashmere, whose home was in three rooms, whose father had been dead ever since the terrible break-up in h-s financial aftairs, and whose friends, whose name had been legion, were scat tered she never knew where. It had been pretty much the same old story. Isabel tad had to face the world, and she had done it brayely. She had been fortunate enough to ob tain a position in a store, and on her hardly-earned salary of six dollars a week, she managed to make a fairly comfortable home for herself, her deli cate little lady-mother, and her ten years-old-sister. t Of course it was hard—awfully hard— to stand it; but people have to endure just such things, and the more brave and cheerful and philosophic they can be, the easier it is for them ; although beyond Liio philosophy that Isabel Jeff rey brought to bear, was her religion, her sweet patient trusting that helped her so much, that kept her very gentle and uncomplaining all these dark days, when, more keenly than loss ot pro perty, or home, or friends, was the ever constant memory of Tack Mervin’s hand some face, and bold blue eyes, and charming voice, and caressing manner. They had never been, lovers, that is, engaged lovers, nor had Jack ever said much oi anything special to her. All the same though Isabel bad been very sure of him. So sure that she was perfectly content to wait just as long as fate ordained. And then, just at the time when he should have been staunch and true, if his love were worth anythihg, so Isabel reasoned, just as bitterly, he had gone with the crowd that had deserted the Jeffreys in their reverses. And in five years Isabel had neyer seen him or heard his name spoken. Poor little soul I The big lears would start to her lovely wistful eyes as she stood there between lights that New Year’s Eve, that might have been so different For perhaps half an hour she stood there looking down into the brilliantly lighted street below, with its throngs of people harrying through the stinging cold, the solemn moonlight shining high, aud pure and holy above all. “II only Jack had not gone with the rest!” “Ob, if only he had stayed and loved me I” Thai was the burden of her thought, just as heavy that night, live years from the time since she had s m his hand some smiling eyes, as at the first. Unwomanly ? Well, I think not—certainly not. She had carad for him from the very first and she would care for him to the very latest throb of her loyal heart, choosing—nay, perforce, having to suffer her loss of him, rather than enjoy another man’s love. Directly, with a little sigh, she dashed the big slow dropping tears off her lashes, and obeyed Bessie's cheerful summons to supper, and went slowly out to the neat frngal little meal of battered toast and cold thin-sliced ham and mustard. And delicious steaming tea and a wee taste of canned pineapples. Then she returned to the store, where, after hours, Dell Amber took her confi dentially aside and unparted a delicious bit of information and an invitation. “Grandma Amber, up in Jersey you know, Isabel, has sent me the loveliest invitation, to spend New Year’s Day with her at tho farm, and she wants me to bring somebody with mo. ‘•You’ll enjoy it ever st mnch if you like sleigh-riding and want turkey, and mincepies, and cider, and walnuts and a roaring big fire in the open fireplace, and everything old-fashioned and coun try fled. You will go with me, wonlt you?” An unusual little thrill of delight crept ver Isabel. Oh, what a blessed, blessed rest a day in the country would be, where, if any where in all the wide world, she could banish the memories that every New Year’s Day persistently brought!” “I really believe I will accept your charming invitation, Dell. “Yes, I will go, and thank you a thousand times, only l never can repay you.” Dell gave her hand a loving little squeeze. “You are a darling 1” “Grandpa is to meet the seven-thirty train with the big sleigh, and we’U have a five mile ride to begin with. “Oh, we’ll enjoy ourselves immensely, Isabel ! “And don’t you ever say suother word about paying anybody back. “It’s an honor yon pay me, Isabel.’’ New Year’s Day, clear and sparkling, and frosty and exkilarant, and the Amber farmhouse, worm, and sunshiny, and low-ceiled, and odorous with the plenti ful preparation progressing for the marvellous dinner. And grandma Amber, portly, happy, merry as a girl, a big apron tied around her comfortable waist and her spectacles on the top of her thick grey hair, the very ideal of the hostess ; while grandpa Amber hale, hearty, and jolly, was like a grown up boy, all that lovely day, when Dell and Isabel thoroughly en joyed every single moment As, Isabel had thought, there was almost absolute surcease from stinging memory, amid the delightful novelties all around her, and only at rare intervals did she find herself allowing thoughts oi the one above all others to creep in. “It has been a grand, good day, so far,” Dell declared with a happy sigh, ut three o’clock of tne bright, cold afternoon ; “the best is to come yet. “What do you think, Mademoiselle Isabel ? “The big folks over at the big house —otherwise the St. Clements, of the Hollies—have invited you and me over to dinner, and to assist the young ladies in receiving. “Imagine us. “Two of Macy’s sales- ladies receiving New Year calls. “I don’t know what to do. “Do you ?” A cruel little pang smote Isabel, but she repressed all sign of it. “We can be as agreeable as we know how ; I imagine that is the secret of ail true entertainment. “But dhr dresses, Dell. “D > you really want to go ?” “Do I really want to go ? “Well, I should say so. “It’s just too lovely for anything. “Mr. St. dementi driving oyer to ask us, with ‘Miss St. Clements’ and Miss Mabel’s compliments.’ ” “But dear—our dresses—” began Isabel, looking deprecatingly at her well-worn black cashmere. , “They won’t expect us to be dressed stylishly or expensively. “A bit of bright ribbon and lace—the ribbon off our hats, Isabel, and I know where grandma has some lace.” Sut Isabel was hard to be persuaded. “I would so much rather stay here and talk to grandma, while you go to the Hollies, DelL “Let grandpa drive you over, dear. I won’t mind your going in the least.” But Dell was obstinate. Unless Isabel went she would no go, and when Isabel saw the disappoint ment Dell- would not express, she re lented, with a desperate htile curb on her own inclination and consented ; nor did she permit Dell to gain the slightest idea of the cruel stab it was to her to go to the splendid house, where everything reminded her so painfully of the very thing she had come away out here to escape. Mrs. St Clements was the very im personation of refined womanliness and erect graciousness, and she instantly recognized the nobility of Isabel Jeffrey as she saw her pure sweet face—her grave, sad. yet interested attention ; her quiet reserve and ease of manner, while the young ladies were friendly and social, as only the real aristocrat can be. “Oar friends are nearly ail to come from the city, “Mabel explained, whan they were all seated in the parlor. “A few of them have been and gone, bnt tbe majority of those wo expect are yet to come. “And the first arrival, grandma,” she added, with a little langh, as a slei gh load of gentlemen dashed np to the door. “And the very first one to enter the room was Jack Meryine—handsome ele gant as ever, and the first persoe he saw was Isabel Jeffrey. For one little awfnl second she thought she should faint or die, because of that sensation that overweelmed her. He saw she inclined her head coldly as a duchess might nave done. “Mr. Mervine.” Bnt her repelling tone, proud as icy, did not freeze him. Utterly ignoring Mrs. St Clements, who really was busy with the other gentlemen >vnd Miss St. Clements, he went straight np to her. “Isabel, where have you been ?’’ “If yon had wanted very much to know, you might have learned where.” Her eyes met his—haughty, steady— his momentarily darkening with emo tion. “I swear to yon I could not find yon. “I thank Heaven I have fonrd yon. “Isabel,” and he dropped his herd forward, and his voice lowered to a qnick passionate whisper, “will you be my wife ? “Quick I before I lose you again, my darling.” And all the warm color left her face for one brief instant, as she looked in his eyes—the man she loved. “Yes,” she said. And with a triumph almost beyond imagination, he linked her arm in his, and turned towards them. It had all happen 3d In a moment. “Friends, this is my betrothed bride- Miss Isabel Jeffrey. “Will you not wish; us a Happy New Year.” And then expl&natiwns were briefly made. “It has been a day of days," Isabel said, between smiles and tears, as she told it all to her mother in their little qniet home, that blessed New Year’s night. “We are to be married at once, mamma, because Jack insists on it— next week, mamma. “And once more you will have your carriage, to ride in, and your laces and diamonds to wear. “Bnt if he had been a beggar, shovel ling off the snow for his dinner, and had asked me to be his wife, I should have said Yes all the same. “Oh, mamma, mamma, I am so happy.” • Uambeita’a Tragic Fat*. Larruping an Ardent Lorer. “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace and good-will to men.” With this angelic anthem began a senti mental letter received by a young lady in Quincy, Mass. It was written by a young man, a stranger to her, who has tor some time past been demonstrating bis affection for her by sending her love-letters by messengers and by mail. He began at first by standing on the op posite side of the street, gesticulating and bowing in a manner that would have done credit to Don Quixote him self. Later his infatuation grew to al most a mania, and nothwithstanding the girl al!id her mother discouraged his attentions, he began sending, almost daily, love epistles written in the most gushing style of affectionate sentimen tality, declaring that his love for her remained. All the letters have been shown to !}he girl’s mother. Her wrath has for seme time been steadily increas ing, aud this morning it passed all bounds, and in a towering passion she rushed over to the court room and be sought the court to interfere iu the matter. On being told that the man was not legally responsible, not having done anything criminal, she started out pale with anger. Ou the sidewalk in front of the building stood the object of her ire. She rushed apon him and struck him in the face with her cleuched fist. Getting out of her clutches, he stepped back a few paces, and taking off his hat, gave her a most insinuating bow. This had the effect of making her still more angry, and, seizing a large stick which lay in the street, she swooped down upon the unfortunate lover and vigorously belabored him about the head and shoulders. He took the thrashing as a martyr, who was being sacrificed for bis devotions. He looks upon the matter very lightly, and seems to believe that he has got the best of the affair, and his enthusiasm, fan aticism, or whatever it may be called, is by no means ended. The mother is be coming desperate, and unless the law interposes, the affair is likely to result serionsly. Conteutuieut Anti Sorrow. A despatch says of Gambetta: The corpse reposes on a bed. The eyes, which are wide open, preserve their customary expression, while the mouth seems mo bile. The hair is thrown back from the torehead. There is no distortion in the features. Death has not disfigured his countenance. Perhaps, had he been like ordinary mortals, he might have recovered, but high living and excesses of all sorts had brought on diabetes, which was com plicated with other disorders. Tbe patient being asthmatic, the use of anaesthetics was proscribed. Without anaesthetics it was feared he would die during an operation. Besides, in the condition of hia blood, gan grene was the inevitable consequence of of an incision, lie would as surely have died from the result of an operation as he djd die of the disease, wherefore it was judged unwise to attempt what could only had increased his suffering. This was ,the decision of his medical attendants. , Another complication, not generally known, was that of varicose veins on the left leg, the existence of which explains certain attitudes often severely commented upon as undignified. He was physically incapitaled from sitting straight in a chair. It is impossible to affirm until after the au topsy, which takes place to-day, that, as asserted by some persons, he bad received a bullet in the abdomen. Still, without doubt tbe wound in the arm was the pri mary cause of death, and necessitated im mobility, depriving him of the exercise prescribed as indispensable to one of his constitution and temperament and contin ually threatened by cerebral congestion. It is whispered also ihat he disobeyed the medical order of a strict diet of milk and egges. Throughout his illuess hia inends have sought to conceal tbe gravity of the situation, and above all the agency of a woman in the tragedy. Nevertheless, no doubt is permissible that the shot which directly or iudircctly caused his death was fired by a lady who is well known in Paris, and whose pseudonym, Loonie Leon, con ceals the patronymic of one of the most honorable Israelitiah families of Bordeaux. She left her huaband. the Conseiiler Gen eral of the Gironde Department, to follow the fortunes of him by whose eloquence in the Baudm subscription and trial she was completely fascinated, and uniting with him in IttfiS, she deserted her family. He was impatient of the chain he could not break, especial lv as a child was born the succeeding year, whose paternity he refused to acKuowledge. These refusals caused scenes of recrimination and olten of positive violence between the lovers. The man wearied of tbe connection, and the woman clung devotedly to him for whom she had sacrificed her honor. Gam- betta disliked the child, who was sickly, but intelligent, and lived as his nephew. He resembled Gambetta in character and features. Two years ago Leonie’s husband died, and she summoned Gambetta to ful fil his promise of marriage, but received another refusal. He made an agreement, however, to provide for young Leon on tbe condition that he should be educated in Germany. The mother hesitated, but finally consented and accompanied the child and his fitfier to Dresden. This was the journey so much commented upon last year by tne European press, which ascrib ed political motives to the presence of Leon Massabie et la dame at the German hotels. The connection was continued after their return, Leome going every Sat urday evening to his villa, where she was accepted as mistress by the servants, and returning Monday morning in his carriage. Their quarrels also continued. Within a week three discharged domestics revealed the mysteries ot the ill-starred establish menu Finally the dissensions culminated in ths scene of the unhappy pistol-shot. Gambetta lost his temper, giving vent to abuse and course language, such as he was wont to employ in moments of pas sion. She was exasperated, seized a re volver, and fired. He raised his hand to turn aside the weapon, and received his death wound. Every thing else is con jecture. A resident of Park street, Detroit, had a photographer come up the other day for the purpose of taking a view of his residence, and the man of the camera had just got in position when along came an old coon, with a buck-saw on his arm and wanted to know what was np. “Going to photograph the honse,'’ was the reply. “Then I guess I’ll pose,” remarked the old man. “Ill take a position at statue of industry.” J - The members of the family came out and arranged thcmselvee, and the man called out: “Here, old man, yon want to get out of that I” “Can’t I represent Industry ?” “No, sir 1” “Can’t I stand over there and repre sent Laziness ?” “No, sir 1 We don’t want yon in the group at alL” ‘ Lemme represent the Sleeping Beauty. “You go away !” He drew off to one side, the passing teams halted t« give the artist a chance, and directly the plate was made. Every body rnshed forward whfin it was ready for inspection, and the old man was one of the first. As the plate was held up he giggled and tickled, and finally burst into a load langh. He had dodged around the corner of the honse and his full figure was revealed behind the family. “Well do you represent in that atti tude?” sternly inquired the photogra pher. “What, I reckon that's a pretty good poaa for Contentment” ‘ Very well. I will now represent Dissatisfaction.” And the artist took the festive old chap by the ear and walked, him ont of tbe crowd and pnt in a couple of kicks which change! tbe pose of Contentment ' to that of Sorrow. How t» in. A pamphlet was puomned in England m 1893, entilled “ Letter on Corpulence, Addressed to the Public by W'Uiam Bant ing.” In tbia was narrated the experi ence of the writer, who suffered much from excessive corpulence, in reducing.his weight forty-six pounds in a few weeks. The system was suggested to him by a Mr. Harvey, an artist. It consisted in avoid ing all sweet, starchy aud fat foods, and the very moderate use ot liquids, substitut ing meat, fish and fruit in moderate quan tities at each meal, toge her with the use of an alkaline draught. This method of diet was effective in this person without any serious injury U his bsalih; and it proetjoed by many persons with a result. But m some cases tbe rapid in- could not be adopted with safety in all cas-g. In such an important matter as this, when the nabit of body is so seriously and sud denly changed, It would not be safe to act without the advice of a physician. But if the changes were made judiciously it would not probably be hurtfuL Severe exercise and the use of nitrogenous ali ment, discarding hydro-carbon substances, as starch, sugar and fat, would always operate to reduce the weight. The well* known opera singer, Mile. Albani, who was very stout, kept her weight i educed by eating lean meat, mutton and beef chiefly, and also by working three hoars a day at a force pump fitted to a barrel of water, to which the water was returned by the pomp. This kind of work exer- cises all the muscelea and is very effective for the purpose. Tbe following rules for reduction of corpulence ore given in a work on dietetica. On rising early take a cold bath and rub the body with hair gloves and exercise for half an hour. Breakfast upon lean meat, oatmeal and tea, without sugar and milk, but with a little lemon juice in it. Dine upon plain meat, free from fat, with beans, spinach, cabbage and sourkrout, but no potatoes, sweets, pastry or butter. Baked apples and lemonade, not sweetened, may be added, and water for drink. For supper, tea with lemon, oatcake and skim milk cheese. Between meals exercise must be taken until perspiration is produced. The loss of flesh should not be more than half a pound a day, and if the loss b too rapid bread and skimmed milk may be used to a •mall extent, and a little sugar. A mod erate allowance of claret or other add wine and water at the meal la also advis able in case a feeling of depression is ex perienced Watches And Personal Magnetism. “Sir, you should waar an open-faced watch if you desire to be accurate in your time ” said a watch-maker to the stout man ; you are too magnetic.” “Why, what the deuce has the case got to do with it ?” was the interroga tive reply, “Everything. Your watch has a hunt ing-case, necessitating steel springs for opening and shutting? By constant as sociation with your body those springs become magnetized, and they generate their condition to other necessarily steel portions of the watchworka, and thus render their movements imperfect.” “Then, if I were not fat my watch would qot lose two miuutes, more or fess, a day,” said the puzzled stout man. “Exactly,” returned the watchmaker. “I have worn your watch for over a week aud it has neither gained nor lost a dozen seconds ; bat then I am, from a corporal point of view, yonr antithesis. I am exceptionally thin and slender.” The stout man mused. “Accordingly,’ said he, “open-faced tickers for fat men. cloned cases for thin, eh ?” “Not at all,” replied the other, “Thin men have at times more magnetism in their systems than fat men. Everybody is more or less magnetic ; you happen to be particularly so ; I happen to be quite the reverse ; hence my remarks and advice. For the rest, open-faced watches are always more accurate than hunters. They are more air-tight for one thing. As for the steel springs iu hunting cases, mechanical science has not yet discovered anything else to re place them ; the public like double cases, and there the matter remains for the present. There are, however, many ill- oontrived portions in watches, and while tho demand continues for watches of a certain price it is impossible, from a commercial point of view, to think of improvements. Long-used methods nut! ingenious engines have beeu specially provided to fashion and cut out every one of the minute parts which go to eompose the existing instrument Every watch consists of over 200 pieces em ploying over 200 persons, distributed among forty trades, to say nothing of the tool-makers for the artisans. If the construction of the watch were ma terially altered, all tho trades would have to be re-learned, new tools and wheel-cutting engines would have to be devised, ami the majority of working watchmakers become useless. The con sequence would be that the watch would become enormously enhanced in value and its possession a token of wealth. You see, in your complicated state of soeiety even machines in the process of time come to surround themselves with a circle of ‘vested interests’ which em ban-ass attempts at improvement.” “You are interestiug me,” remarked the stout customer, as he placed his watch in his pocket. “You have beeu many years, I suppose, in the business. Of course, there must have been some improvements in yonr time ?” “Of course. Watches during the past ten years have grown much in thickness. Old-fashioned watches are thin and fiat. I have had a watch in my charge as fiat as a trade dollar. It is impossible to properly adjust the works for heat, cold and position under such circumstances, I should have to give you a long explanation of the pack ing of mactianism to explain to you why.” “Well, has the increased thickness raised the value ?” “No, On the oontrkry, watches are now worth 25 per cent less than they were twelve years ago. That fact, yon will say, bears against my previous re marks. I am referring to the cheaper grade of watches worn by the majority of people. There are watches which bring 91,500, and watches which con be purchased for $18 a dozen. If yon are willing to pay for costly work almost anything can be accomplished. “I made a watch for a physician which fitted into a signet ring not mnch larger than a pea. It had only second hands. It was perfectly aocmate, and was used by the doctor to time the pulse of his patients. That cost 9400. Watches are made from the size of a ten-eent piece to half a dollar, and worn as trinkets by ladies. They are also fixed in bracelets, brooches, tops and pencils, eye-glasses, and even umbrella handles; bnt they ore very luxurious toys.” The stout man paid his bill and went home, The Khedive’* Wife. A Bear chase. The wife of the khedive is a remark able wo an, both by descent and for her persona qualities. Her mother was the daughter oi a Turkish sultan; her father the son of an Egyptian khedive and a descendant of Mohammed Ali the founder of the present dynasty. Tewflk Pacha, who married her ten years ago, when she was only twenty, has never given her any rival in his affection or in his househonld. They have fonr children, two sons and two daughters, who are educated by English gover- nesses in English ways. The pimoeas looks more juke a European than oar idea of an Egyptian lady. A short time ago as Mr. Welschanoe of Lycoming County Pa., was going inr jugh with tne morning work, such feeding tbe horses, cattle, swine and chickens, his attention was attracted by a shout from his son, who lives near the mountain, inviting him to come and help capture a large bear. Without waiting a moment he dropped his basket of corn, and rnshed to the honse with a shout of, “Wife, untie my dog while I get my gun; there is a great bear com ing I” The wif3 obeyed, and in a moment man and dog were galloping np the hill, and soon joined Bigler, who shouted. “Pap, pnt the dog on him!” The faithful dog obeyed, dashing after the bear who made a start across the valley. Boon the dog came so close that olu brain determined to give battle whieh was done by striking and biting him until he resolved to abandon the pursnit, and howling and yelping, ho began retracing his steps until he was met by his master who yainly implored trim to return. By this time the bear h«(l passed Laubach’s, who were soon i'< Lot pursuit with dogs, guns, and Mr. BtopLen Laubach was not far behind with his axe. Tne bear now changed his coarse and went direct for Oriole, thus changing his route from a line to a tri angle, and the Welshance’s traveling on the nypothennse soon joined the Lau- bachs. The bear was now alxmt in the position of the British army iu its re treat from Concord and bemg saluted in front, rear and flanks with stones, clubs and dogs be was brought to a stop about half a mile south of Oriole. This spot will ever be memorable on account of the desperate struggle which then en sued. The bear planting himseh on his haunches prepared to resist ail his ene mies. The light now became terrible to behold; the bear and stray bullets suc ceeded in disputchingseverol of his eanine enemies before he was prostrated upon old mother earth by a ball from Abram Welshanse’s ever reliable rifle. The bear now breathed his last, and the next order of work was to dissect the prize. The leadership of this part devolved upon Mr. Seth Phillips, who by making use of his natural ability, soon had the hide severed from the flesh. By the use of a pair ot scales furnished by John Gebhardt, liis weight was found to 317i pounds. The gathering was now transformed into a parliamentary body with Rev. White as president. By the skilful management of this gentleman they soon decided by vote to give aach of the ex-hunters twenty pounds of the meat (of coarse the scalp belonged to Abram), dividing the balance equally with the families their represented, which entitled each to about nine pounds of meat. A Oeiniuiu Of Duties. A fashionable table now looks as if a dozen families bad been called upon to help set it, and every color known to science is represented in an abandon of rainbow-hued disorder, A lady of this city who had hired a new girl was ex patiating to her on a set of china she haa recently bought. “Just think of it, Bridget,” she said enthusiastically, “it’s in a hundred and fifty pieces!” “Sure, mem, was it the cat?” asked Bridget, sympathetically. But they are not really dishes. The quaint green basket, with pink lining and a braided haudle in mottled china, is a sugar bowl, aud that funny little pitcher that looks as if it had the jim-jams is a vinegar cruet. Castors are out of style nowadays and all the available space beside your tdaque is filled hi with stubby bottles, individual pepper and salts; the pepper usu Jly comes out with a rush, but the salt tearfully resolves itlsef into brine and refuses to be dislodged. It would be a comfort to drink your after-dinner coffee out oi a fine white china cup, against the shell-like sides of whieh the yellow waves of aromatio cof fee would npple softly; but you lift the ne v cup by a green hazard handle, aud as your lips touch the wiugs of a varie gated hutterhy you observe on the oppo site side a baked tarantula, while in the bottom of the cup—may your shadow never (rrnw less!—is an Arab’s head— hospitality. lue next design thrust upon us will doubtless be a literature iu chiua; for instuuoe, the edge of a breakfast plate might be appropriately inscrib' d, “The early bird catches the worm, “First the grub and then the butterfly, “for the cream jug, “Little pitchers have long ears.” Tnere are already Shakespeare plates, Longfellow pitchers and Whitt ier bowls. A table sot, in Emerson china or Carlyle clay, would be very in- struottre, A Century Ago. Soft words, warm friends; bitter words, lasting enemies. Life is a comedy to him who thinks; a tragedy to him who feels! Cloth had become the usual -material or the coat, with black satin breeches. Top-bbots and round hats were worn in tue morning, with the hair undressed; bnt silk stockings and buckles, with three cornered cocked hats, hair powder, and swords, were wom upon occasions of ceremony. But swords were not so generally worn in foil drees as they had been ten years previously. Blanche observes, in his “History of British Cos tume,” that alxmt the year 1778 gold- laoed hats had become fashionable again; because the press gangs were particoiary busy in that year for the Royal Navy, and the gold-lace was sup posed to impart a military or distin- guished air. The Peers stil habitually wore their scarlet and ermined robes in the House of Lords, In the Commons it was customaxy for the members of the Government to appear in full dress, bag-wigs, buckles, and swords. Jesse observes that Charles James Fox and his party, who had been accustomed to dress in the negligee style which had oome into vogue, created much amuse meat when they came into power in 1782, and appeared in the Houae in all the stiflbe?# o# the full dress. A want of care does mate damage than a want df kaowiodgt. 4k! - mm*. - idBnr *