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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO. S. C.. FEBRUARY 8. 1883. ESTABLISHED 1848 bkyond. Never a word liaald, But It trembles in the air. And the truant v Ice has sped, To vibrate everywhere j And perhaps far off in eternal years The echo may ring upon our ears. Never are kind acts done To wipe I he wei ping eyes, * But like flashes of the sun, They signal to the skies; And up above the angels read How we have helped the eorer need. Never a day is given, But It tones the after years, And It carries up to heaven Its sunshine or Us tears; While the to-morrows stand and wait, The silent mutes by the outer gate. There is no end to the sky, And the stars are everywhere, And time !s eternity, And the here Is ovtr there; For the common deeds of the common day Ate the ringing beds In the far-away. DAISY. A clear and ringing whistle rose and fell and rose again, a pleasant sound to hear, upon the evening air; but the girl who stood knee deep in clover be side the meadow fence looked sombrely down as the joyous notes struck upon her ear. “Poor fellow! dear fellow!” she said to herself. “It is so hard to go agaim-t him when he is as light-hearted as that.” A moment more, and Ralph Armstrong, her -dover, vaulted lightly over the intervening bars and stood beside her. Straight, sturdy, brown, something of the contrast between himself, with his superabundant life, and the wee woman waiting there, seemed to strike him. “Why, my little Daisy,” he said, with a playful touch, turning up her chin until he could look into the soft eyes, that straightway filled with tears, “Why, Daisy!” ho repeated,in an alter ed, vexed voice. “I thought when I saw you out here that you were glad to have me come. Never mind; you will be when I tell you the news. I have paid off the last instalment on the farm, and there’s to be an end of your drudg ing your life away. No more cooking for lodgers, or sitting up half the night to look out for Rick. Is he np to kis old tricks again? Is that what lias tak en the color all out of your face?” “He was away all night,” Said Daisy, in a low voice. *'He never got home until noon to day. He is asleep, and, oh, Ralph! I am airaid to have him wake. It is so much worse now that Miss Winter is here.” “Didn’t I tell youhow that wool J ranundeA Ralph, rory kindly* ,OUt, luchiiy. it ioa't metier; you can get nd of her as soon as you please, and we will have the wedding—when? I won’t be put off very long, my dear.” Daisy turned her face away to the gathering dusk. "Oh, Ralph l” she cried, piteously. “Be contented to wait.” “To wait! What for? For Rick to drink himself to death? For you to grow old before your time with the hard work of taking care of yourself and him? Daisy, once and for all, yon’ll have to choose between your sot of a brother and me. If you are bound to put him first now and lor ever ” The unfinished threat fell upon other ears besides ihose it was intended to reach. A dogcart rolled almost noise lessly past on the thick green tnrf of the lane upon which the meadow bars gave, and Dr. Lloyd, fitting his bat to Daisy, shot a keen glance at the young fellow standing sulkily at her slue. He was gone in a moment, but somehow Ralph Armstrong experienced a feeling of shame which kept him for the time from pressing what he bad been about to nrge. He turned and walked towards the house with Daisy. It was a shackly, tumble-down cot- tags, with moss and lichen breaking out in patches oyer the decayed weather boarding, and a creaking porch from which the rustic benches bad long ago rotted away. The picturesque aspect of the old place had taken Alias Winter’s fancy, and so little, fair-faced Daisy had found the weekly addition to the sum which she earned with her dressmaking was all that now went into her shabby purse. There was a muffled cry of “Daisy! Daisy I” as those two approached to gether; then once, twice, the report of a pistol, together with the sound of shat tered glass, was borne to their e trs. *Tt’» Rick.” cried Daisy, breathlessly. “I locked him in his room. Do go and talk to Miss Winter, Ralph, till I gel him qoiet again.” She was oil as she spoke. Miss Win ter had come to the door, halt in alarm, and looked inquiringly at Ralph as he approached. “Do you think he is doing anything reckless?' she asked. “Nothing worse than smashing a win dow or two; it's his favorite way of call ing his sister. Pity he can't pet his balls to better use.” “I wonder that you leave her to be the victim of his whims,” said the lady with a straight look at him. “I?” said Ralph, with a shrug of his broad shonldeis. Perhaps he did not mean to disclaim sneh an intention on his part, fci looked hke it. How oould he tell Miss Winter that the only reason he had not taken Daisy away months before was because Rick had outweighed her liking for him? It was a sore subject with Ralph A the best, not one he would choose to parade to the world at large. Two hoars alter that, Daisy stole out into the moonlight, utterly wearied with the scene through which she had passed. All her efforts had been fruitless to en tice Rick back to his bed. He sat on a bench in the kitchen, limp and stupid after that fit of violence, asd Daisy stole oat, ss I have said, to breathe the heavy sweetness of dying roses, and brush their dewy leaves with her heated face. The shadows lay thickly upon the porch, but there was a stir there, and Mias Wintar’s voice said, softly: “Ccod-nightl” i4 0oed4d0htr returned Balplu “I’ll show you to morrow where the maiden-' hair fern grows.” He came whistling down the path to find Daisy standing by the gate. “Well, little one, have you made np your mind which one of us you’ll take?” “Ralph, you know that I can’t leave Rick.” “It’s him or me,” said Ralph, stub bornly. “He has no one else,” pleaded Daisy. “Have I? There’s no use arguing, it’s got to be one thing or the other. I want a wife in my tome, and if you won’t have me maybe there are others that will. Sweetheart, say that you care h o much for me to send me away.” “Oh, Ralph, yon must wait.” Ralph muttered an unpleasant word, and flung away without a good-night An unsteady step came down the path, “Looking for me, Rick?” Daisy tried to speak cheerfully. “No; get away!” Rick spoke wildly. “You’ve been out with Ralph you’ll go off with him next You’re tired of me, and 1 can’t do better than to make an end of myself. I’m going the straight road. ’ Daisy threw herself before the gate; she clung to him, pleaded with nim. Hall crazed as he was, Rick was in no condition to go back to the village inn, and the rough crowd which would be gathered there at that hour. But all of a drunken man’s obstinacy was aroused, and while they stood thus, there came again the roll of wheels that were checked suddenly, and Dr. Lloyd sprang down as he took in that scene at a glance. “Go into tne house. Richard,” he commanded, and Rick, without a word, obeyed. “I’ll give him a powder,” said the doctor to Daisy. “Yon must sleep yourself to-night.” He stood talking with her after he had seen Rick safely in his room. “Bo he has had the pistol again. Well, I don’t think that need his lips. “I never really loved anyone but von, and I have come back to ask you to lie mv wife, after all.” “Ob, Ralph, don’t yon fcnow ?” 'Know what?” he asked, almost fiercely. % “That I am Dr. Lloyd’s wife. I was married a week ago," • 4 And—are you happy ?” He wanted her to say no; he thought his own misery would be easier to bear if he knew she shared it. There was a sound of wheels nearing the gate. She turned her face that way; a beautiful Hush tinged it and that look answered him without the low-spoken words— “I am very happy.” Tue llome of Gold. The Whale-Boater* of Japan. alarm you; Rick isn’t one to do himself any harm. He has been sly enough to hide it again, or I would take posses sion of it. He is never violent towards you?” “Oh, no, never.” “Not qmte brute enough for that," muttered the doctor, as he took his leave, and Daisy slept peacefully after her trouble. She did uot really believe that Bdph meant what he said, but he seemed de termined after that to visit his displeas ure upon her. Miss Winter came baclc from her walk next day with her hands lull of ferns. “So Mr. Armstrong isn’t your engag ed lover after all?” she remarked to Daisy. “I would have been flirting with him before this if 1 b idu’t supposed he belonged to yon.” (jn Milk i’* “He isn’t-a lAdhand at the pafitio.,'' Inmelf,” remarked MifflTWinter, coolly." She understood the situation much bet ter than she pretended, and liked Ralph none the less because he seemed on the point of deserting his little white Daisy for her. Rick had avoided the lodger from the first. It was a revelation to Daisy when she came upon him one day holding a crushed flower which Miss Winter had worn. He had not been near the village for days. Languid and spirt ties j he had crept about the bouse or lain m the long 0 rasa with a look ou his lace which went to his sister’s heart. She understood it now as she saw him lift the fallen flower and just touch it with uis ups. “I have been mad enough for that, Da’sy—to fait in love with her. And if i ban uot thrown away my own manhood, I need not now be in despair—that is the bitterest thought of all.” It is not too late to be true to yourself yet Rick.” She had a little hope that this new feeling might work some good in him, but betore the week was over, he had broken bounds again, as if determined to bury regret in oblivion. Meanwhile the time came for Miss Winter to return to London, and she sent lor Ralph, who had promised to drive her to the station. He came with his light carriage and mettled horse, looking neither sorry nor cast down, Daisy observed with a throb of the heart. “He isn’t false, then; lie’ll come back to me again when she is gone. Rick had been at the village. He was ou his way home when, at some distance away, he saw the carriage standing at the parsonage gate. Ralph and Miss Winter were just taking their places in it, the minister stood on the steps, and the enrions face of a maid looked down from a garret window. As Ralph settled down in his seat, his glance fell upon that shambling flaure by the roadside, and he gave a vicious cat with his whip; the spirited horse started with a plu.ige, a buckle snapped, and then tne next in stant the driver had lost all control over him, Sick had taken in the scene which his eyes rested on, and a sadden stillness went over him. "They’ve been getting married 1” he said to himself, aghast. “Been getting married, and he has cheated Daisy. Bnt he shan’t get away so easy as that.” His brain was clouded with liquor; some blind impulse of rage and revenge moved him, and his fingers clasped and brought om- the weapon which he some times aimed. They were close upon him now; he lifted his hand and fired— at the horse, there is every reason to be lieve, for there was a dangerons em bankment near, toward which the run away was heading, But be missed his mark, and the next instant the steel- shod hoofs were trampling him down. A little fnrther on and the carriage was wrecked. Ralph Armstrong was picked np bruLed and senseless; his newly made bnde was dead, a ballet in her heart, and further back was a bleed ing, pulpy mass beaten down in the dust, that groaned when they touched it, but was beyond hnmau aid. The horror of that time was a year old when Ralph opened the rackety gate and made his way again to the old henae. Daisy was sitting in the porch, ail in white, ss he remembered her so well. Than he was holding her hand, and looking into her startled sysa. “My little white Daisy I” broke over A story about which there is a fascin ation which it is impossible to resist when you hoar men tell it ia that of the * ‘Home of Gold. ” Somewhere in South western New Mexico, in the Sierra Madre, it is said there is a wonderful valley. Small, enclosed in high rocky walls and accessible only by a secret passage, which is known to but few, is this extraordinary • place. It is about ten acres in extent, has running through it a stream, which wat rs it thoroughly and makes it a perfect Paradise, with its exquisite flowers and beautiful trees. In it are thousands of birds of the most beautiful plumage. Running across it is a ledge of pure gold about thirty feet wide, which glistens in the sunlight like a great gdlden belt The stream crosses this ledge and. as it runs, mur- mms around blocks of yellow metal as other streams do around pebbles. The ledge of gold is supposed to be solid gold and to run down into the centre of the earth. The legend is ot Indian origin and around it clusters a number ot Indian stories, in which the name of the ill-fated Montezuma occurs frequent ly. The descendants of the Aztecs be lieve firmly that the day will come when Montezuma will return and free them . rom the dominion of the descendants of the Conquestodores. They believe that the money necessary for this work will be taken from the Madre d’Oro. The secret of the entrance into the valley is carefully guarded by a tribe of Indians living near it, and among them it is only communicated to the oldest men, amid the solemn ceremonies of the Medicine lodge. Having such a story to work upon there is little wonder that the vivid imagination of the Mexicans should have built upon it talcs of men wl oTiaTfe^iu^u mil nv-opunui place. Oi.e is that a certain Jose Alvaraz, w 1 ile wandering through the mountains in search of game, saw the valley from the top of the wall. Finding that he could not hope to enter by climbing down, he took up his abode with the Indians who guard the canyon leading into it. The daughter of the chief fell in love with him and betrayed the secret to him. Exactly how she found It out they do not tell. Having been shown the entrance, Jose went in and would possible have gotten away with some of the gold had he not weighed hiuibeu down U> »ueii an extent that he could not get up the declivity at the lower end of the passage. He was uis- severed and the Indians sacriloed him on the golden ledge with all the terrible ceremonies of the old Aztec religion. She, in despair at losing him, threw herself from the high walls into the valley below. Hundreds of prospectors have spent months of tod trying to find the4ladre d’Oro, bet, it is scarcely nec essary to say, without result. Rat* And Rabbit*. Widow* And Railroad Oulcluls. 4 The whale-fishery of Japan is carried on as a regular business on both coasts of the country; but more men are em ployed, and the catch of whales is larger, off the eastern coast, especially off Kii province. The fishermen of the little town of Eoza have a lookout-tower perched upon the rockc, far up on the hill-side. A sentinel is kept constantly watching for the spouting knjiri (“num ber-one fish,”) as the natives call the whole. Long boats, holding from fom to ten men, are kept ready lannched. These hardly fellows row with tremen dous energy, as if in a prize race. If the whales are numeror\ me 1 wait in their boats, with sculls on"their pins and straps ready to slip on at a moment’s notice, all iu order to pat out to sea. A gay flag with a curious device floats at each stern. The whalemen are div ided into scullers, netters, and harpoon- ers, or grappling-iron men. Japanese never row, but scull with curiously bent long sweeps, which swing on a hall- ronnd knob set into a pivot, the handle end being usually strapped at the proper height. The device on each flag is different, and spears, nets, and grap pling-irons are marked, so that the most skillful get proper credit for their courage, sure aim, anc^belerity. The boatmen are jjightly clad in short, sleeveless cotten jackets, with leggings, like greaves^ - reaching from knee to ankle. Around their waists are kilts made of coarse jice-straw. The nets, a Inch are about twenty feet square, with meshes three feet wide, are of tough sea-grass rope, two inches th'ck. Twenty or thirty of these nets are provided, and then lightly tied together, go as to make one huge net, from four hundred to six hundred feet long. As soon as the signal from the tower is given, the beats put ont, two by two, each pair of the larger boats Laving the net tackle, and all armed w ith darts and spears. Rowing in front of the whale, the net is dropped in his path. If skillfully done, the huge fish rnns his nose or jaw into a mesh. He at once dives, and tries to shake off the net. This he can not do, for the square in which he is entangled immediately breaks off from the rest, which is haul ed on board, ready for another drop; Should this also be successful, the game is soon up wnh iU/w- wan e. Usually, the more tteaSLrdcr^ his terrible collars hold him, entangiw his fins and quickly exhausting his strength. No sooner does he rise for breath than the rowers dash close to him, giving the harpooners an oppor tunity to hurl their darts at his big body, until he looks like an exaggerated pm cushion. As his straggles become weaker, the grappling-irons are thrown on and the boats tow the carcass near shore. To land them prize, the success ful hunters lash about it stout straw ropes, and attach to them a cable, nind ing the other end around a windlass set up on the beach. When, with gay and hvely songs, they haul the enormous mass ashore, The whale is now out up into chunks. I s tidbits go on the fish erman’s gridiron, or are pickled, boiled, roasted, or fried. A Mtcbicau Convict’* Trick. Cat FubliiE. Not long ago the convicts in the third tier of cells in the east wing of the pris on at Jackson Michigan smelled fire, and os they raised an alarm shrieks were heard issuing from cell No. 69, occupied by a life man named Isaac Van Auken. The guard on duty ascended to the cell as quickly as possible, which he fonnd filled with smoke, while flames enveloped the grated entrance. Owing to the ex pansion of the iron door by the heat, difficulty was experienced in opening it, but when it swung back the wretch who occupied the cell sprang naked through the fiauie. Meantime his cries of agony were terrible, for he w»s being literally cocked, and as be shot ont upon the cor ridor he would have gone over the rail ing to the stone floor, many teet below, had the gnaid not canght him by the arm and staid his headlong spring. He was shockingly burned about the face and all over his body, and as he was being taken to the hospital repeatedly cried: “I want to die! I have been a bad man; I deserve thisl” He fingered about twenty-four hours when death put an end to his snfieiings. The cell occupied by the desperate man is 3 feet 5i inches wide by by 8 feet long and 6} feet high. It is arched overhead with brick, of which the walls are also composed, and is air-tight, without a usBiue or opeiiiug of any kind anywhere save at the grated door. It resembles an oven, and on this occasion was converted into that sort of appurt enance by the occupant. It seems he aad piled his bed clothes, the apparel he wore, together with the canvass cot in which he slept, and a pine box in which he kept his litters, against the door of Ins cell, then ponring the oil of his lamp over the mass, as is oonjoclur ed, set it on fire. Van Auken came from Lenawee county for life on the80th of July, 1866. His crime was one of demoniacal brutality. In a paroxysm of rage he cut down his wife and killed her in cold blood with an axe; then pursuing his son, who ran into an adjoining field to escape him, also lulled him with the gory implement, fresh with his mother’s blood. He was s surly, mean, dogged scoundrel about the prison. Some years ago, says a wn.irl nad a cat whose fishing proclivities and fond, ness for the water was, to say the least of it, extraordinary. Her eccentricities, so far as I knew them, dated from the first moment I saw her. A driend and myself were fishing in a forty-acre lake, in a large park, on a bitter November day, with the wind a dead nor’eoster. Just as we were thinking of desisting, abont 4 o’clock in the afternoon, my friend called my attention to a half- grown kitten which stood mewing bit terly or. the bank some 30 yards from us. V/e called it once or twice, and, to our surprise, it took the water without the slightest hesitation and swam to the boat. After drying it as well as we oould, we wrapped it np iu an eld rag, and gave it some of the bait from the punt’s well, which it devoured greedily. I took it home after its very Arthurian advent, bat it never became a domestic animal. Tabby’s chief delight* on the contrary, was to wander in and out the sedges of the stream, by which my house stands, catching rats, moor hens, or sedge warblers, and in Sommer to poach in the shallows for small fish. I have frequently found her doing this, and my bait can was never safe unless actually fastened, for even if the lid were down, somenow my lady Tabby would get it np and be at the contents in a trice. I kept her some foor years, bat at last was forced to shoot her, for she took to game poaching in right good earnest, and ended by Uving in a rabbit’s borrow from which, after trying to her without suc cess, she was ^continently drawn and shot. I have often thought she was a forest-born oat, of parents getting their sustenance in the coverts, and Uving there as cats will often do, after the first departure from virtue in the direction of gams poaching At the present time, when the inhabi tants of the several Australian colonies are searching for some means of dimin ishing the vast numbers of the rabbits which are devout ing the produce of the soil, the history of the acclimatization and utilhzatlon of the muegoose in the island of Jamaica, which was related in a paper read by Mr. W. Bancroft Ea- pent, at the meeting of the Zoological Society lately may not be without interest. A few years since the growth of orops in the island was no serious’y interfered with by the number of rats, that land was allowed to pass out of oul- yation, an expenditure of from £200 to £300 annually on several of the estates failing to keep down numbers of the three species of these destructive rodents —the brown and black rat, and the cane pme rat (Mus saccharivorous). Several attempts, to introduce animals destructive to the rats had been made, but without success. The ruffle aut (Formica omnivora) was effectual in cer tain localities, but it was equally effica cious iu destroying uative birds, obic- keus, puppies, and even occasionally killed calves. The aqua toads, as a remedy, proved as bad as the disease, as they killed all ground birds, chickens and eggs. Ferrets were also introduce! i, there being no musteliue animal native to the island: But they were destroyed by chigoes. Fox terriers were fonnd useless, as they were cut by the serrated edges of the sugar cane. In 1875 Mr. B. Espent introduced nine mungooses, four males and five females, one of the latter with young ones, direct i tem India. These were distributed, and in a few mouths had bred freely. So great was the destruction of rats effected by those animals that in two years the expendi ture for the extirpation of rats had ceased, as they were not only dissemi nated by the introducer, but the young mungooses were trapped alive by the negroes at 5s. each, the original expense of their introduction being about £1 per head. The beneficial effect of their in troduction has been variously estimated at sums varying from £1(10,000 to £150,- 000 a yerr. In 1875 the growth of cocon was al most impossible, the export of chocolate and cocoa mbs for the whole island only amouutinc to £870 per annum; in five years the value of the export had risen to £11,000. And oojjee, maize, pea% ”' —v luui al most entirely ceased, were largely ctu- tivatsd. The utility of the mungoose was not confined to the destruction ot of rats, as it destroyed vast numbers of snakes, toads, and land crabs. Since the advantage of the mungoos in Ja maica has been proved it has been in troduced into several of the other is lands, as Cuba, Barbadoes, Porto Rico. Several subsequent importations have been made into Jamaica, but the ar rivals amt from England have not done as well as those imported direct from India. The oi-ly objection made to the mnn- goose is that it has interfered with the ground-nei-ting birds; liras the numbers of the quail have been obsetved to be diminished. Domestic poultry have not suffered seriously, or perhaps not as much as they previously did from the rats and snakes. In those parts of India where they are found they are not re garded as being specially obnoxious to tame animals. A singular result has fol lowed their acclimatization in Jamaica; they have effected an alteration in the habit of the rats, that have taken to tree climbing, making their nes+sin the hol lows of the trees where the mangoose cannot follow them. The success which has attended the acclimatization of these animals in the West Indies may possibly lead to a trial of their services in Austra lia as destroyers of the rabbit. Not long since Wakefield Starkey, of Austin, while cro-aing the track of the Interu'itional & Great Northern railroad on a valuable mule, was struck by a locomotive and killed. The mule was also hurled into eternity. Wake- fiild Starkey, although a perfect gen tleman on the street, was a perfect tyrant of the deepest dye. Without any provocation whatever he used to boat his wife and lock In r up in the wardrobe; lienee, when she heard of his death, it was not so much a case of heavy beiavementus it was of mitigated affection. As the engineer of the lo comotive was clearly to blame for the the accident, it was suggested to the widow that she bring suit for damages. She resolved to do so, and called at tha office of the railway company. The proper official happened to be in. The widow had such a clear case against the company that it was deemed advis able to compromise the matter “Now, madam,” said the official, af ter the widow had thrown her veil and stated her business, “wo are willing to do what is fair in this matter. There is really no occasion to go to law. It is a delicate subject to discuss, so I think, without going into the merits of it; I will tender you a check for $3,000, and you will sign a paper releasing the company from all further demanils.” The widow started and askeiL 4 ’How much?” “I am authorized to pay you $3,000.’ “I accept, i*,” she said, , very much agited. The check was handed over, the pa pers signed, and the widow walked rat into the street in a bewildered frame cf mind. As she cashed the check she said to herself confidentially, “I didn’t expect to get more than $50. I reckon th»t railorad fellow didn’t know haw old that mule was." It never oocured to her that she had sustained any loss iu the death of her husband. On the other hand, the rail road official said to one of the clerks: The company was gelling off dirt cheap. We usually hrve to pay $5,000 for run ning over husbands.'’ 1876. 1882. F.W. HABENICHT, Proprietor of the Making Face* At My Oog. in the early days of what is now a very rich and widely circulated Michi gan weekly newspaper, the editor had occasion to bestow some advice on s rich and influential citizen. The ad vice jjnt kmclly tokien. On the that in case the~oflense ,, ^ift somebody would be made to suffer for it. It was promptly repeated, of course, and the influential citizen soon appear ed and began: f‘Sir! you have seen fit to attack me through the columns of your paper. You have declared war. I accept it. From this on it shall be war to the kmfe. My brother will withdraw his advertis ing.” “Never advertised a line with as, replied tile ecutor. 4 I will ask my friends to reiuse you all job work. 4 ‘This whole town doeseu’t have $10 worth a yjar.” •‘You shall have no more legal adver tising.” “Never had a square of it yet, and don’t expect any.” “Sill” exclaimed influential, as he paused ia his walk,” I will rule through the country and stop your subscrip tions; yes, sir, I will lose you 400 sub scribers between this and Winter!” “How many?” “Four hundred, sir.”. “Colonel Blankl” shouted the editor, as he rose up in his wrath,” you are the biggest fool in America I How on earth are yen going to take 400 —In the production of coal,, Illinois is only second now to Pennsylvania. 'The State bureau of labor reports that the output has increased from 6,000.000 tons in 1880 to 9,000,000 tons in 1888, and that the yalue at the mints has been about $14,000,000, I respectfully call the attention of the public to my superior facilities for sup plying everything ix 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 FIR3T-CLA3S 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 ot Wines, Liquors, Tobacco, Cigars, etc. F. W. HABENICHT. IMPORTED. Scotch Whiskey (Ramsey’s). A. Bin Lanbert and Marat Cognas Brandy. Jamaica Rum. Rotterdam Fish Gin. Ross’s Royal Ginger Ale, Jules Mum in A Co.’s Champagne. Control A Cochran’s Ginger Ale, Apollinaris Mineral Watir. Angnstora Bitters. Old Sherry Wine. Old Port Wine. DOMESTIC. Ginger Ale. Soda Water, Sarsaparilla. Old Cabinet Rye Whiskey. Old Schnylkill Rye Whiskey. The Honorable Rye Whiskey. Old Golden Grain Rye Whiakev Renowned Standard Rye Whiskey. .. ■‘0. Sw Sweet Mash sub- 1 Ha Inmndatlon of Y*roun. A correspondent writes; ut one place In Verona I saw-some soldiers swim repeat edly across the surging nver to save women, children and old men. At an other they climbed outside the houses to free the inmates. As we passed one par ticular bouse in the part caMed Veronotta, heartrending cries were heard. Tnye was no way of getting at the inmates, as the upper part of the house Lad fallen in in consequence of the neighboring building aving given way. There was only an archway by which the people had former'y entered the house, and now this archway, long and narrow, was under water. Our barge stopped for one moment; s young soldier seemed to consider briefly—then he threw off his jacket and hat and smil ing, as if he were going to take part m a dance, jumped into the water and dived under the archway. The deed seemed not only courageous but desperate. None of us spoke; we almost held our breath. Our eyes were all flx-d on the archway and the muddy water, none of us daring to hope that the soldier would reappear. But he did, and not only once. Three times did be return, carrying in his arm* s child, half dead with fright at the immer sion, but yet alive. There was no one else iu the ruin, and we moved on to the other side. There the colonel had been standing looking on at the exciting scene. As we approached him he said nevir a word, but beckoned to us to come near where he waa. As the heroic soldier landed, all drenched, he raised his hand to his bare head to salute the colonel in mili tary fashion. But that officer put tus arms about the soldier’* neck and kissed bi n, while the modest hero blushed and die people around frantically applauded, 1 asked the soldier'■jaame bat oould not get it 11m man, with the natural dignity, refused to tell it He replied that he had don* only his duty, and would have net thsr thanks nor puhliaity. scribors off my books when the Gazette has only 355, counting in all the dead heads and dcadboats? Go away sir I Go ami take jour reverge by throwing stones at my cow and making up. faces at my dog Btaire InMeitd ot tb« Pulpit. Rev. Henry Ward Beecher should have gone on the stage instewi of the pulpit. He mak«s of his pulpit a stage, he does commonplace things in such a dramatic way. Plymouth Ohoroh w<t crowded on Monday evening with one of its characteristic audiences, and Miss Frances E. Willard, of Chicago, deliv ered a lecture on the work of the Women’s Goepel Temperance Union, which waa received with great enthusi asm. As the prolonged applause at the doee of her lecture died away Mr. Beecher ascended the platform, slowly thoughtfully, and stood for a moment regarding—almost staring at—the lec turer with an expression of mingled wonder and admiration. Then, turn ing to the audience, he remarked, slowly and meditatively, emphasizing the words with nods of his head: “And— yet—she cannot vote!” It is hardly necessary to add that it was some time before the audience was quiet enough for him to add in ringing tones: “Are yon not ashamed of it?” Old Stone Mountain Corn Whiskey. Western Com Whiskey. Virginia Mountain Peach Brandy. New England (French’s) Rum. North Carolina Apple Brandy. Pure Blackberry Brandy. Pure Cherry Brandy. Pure Ginger Rrandy. Boston Swan Gin. SUNDRIES. Rook and Rye. Osceola Bitters. Hostetler's Bitters. Bergner A Engel’s Lager Beer, in patent stopper bottles and on draught. New Jersey Sweet, Sparkling Cider. Tola, Rock A Rye, Lawrence A Martin. Stoughton Bitters. Rock and Corn. Cigars and Tobacco Syndicate Cigar, 5 cents. The Huntress Cigar, 2} cents. Madeline Cigar—All Havana—10 cents. Don Carlos (Nnb)—all Havana—10 cents Minerva Cigar—Havana filler—5 cents. Cheek Cigar—Havana filler—5 cents. Our Boost Cigar— Havana filler—5 oente* LuckyHitCigor—Havana filler—5 cents. The Unioum Self-Lighting Cigarette, (Amber moaih-piece to every ten packages.) The Pickwick Club Cigarette, (Shuck mouth-pieces.) The Richmond Gem Cigarette, (Light smoking.) —The Princess Louise and the Mar* qois of Lorne will take home with them a pair of wool blankets, the finest ever manufactured at the Golden Gate Wool len Mills, San Francisco, and the gift of ex Governor Leland Stanford. Fwrz’s erratic dog: Fritz has named his dog Non Bequitur, because it doss not follow. Do you never look at yourself whan 1 you amis* another person.; ft oilj MM ani Pool Par lor ia Tom ICE! ICE! ICE! An abundance always on hand for tho nse 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, F. W. HABENICHT. OPPOSITE POSTOFFCE.