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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION.
WINNSBORO. S. <1. SEPTEMBER 15. 1883.
ESTABLISHED 1848
THE SUNSHINE OF THE HEART.
You ask the boon of wealth and power,
To crown your envied name,
The earth should fling her choicest dower
Around your path to fame;
You ask to conquer in the strife—
Take then your chosen part;
I'd rather fold within my life
The sunshine of the heart.
I’d rather know how thus to win
A balm from every pain,
Thus, even from the shade of sin,
Some purer strength to gain;
To live in hope, to trust in right,
To smile when shadows start,
To walk through darkness as through light,
With sunshine in the heart.
You only claim from outward things
Their meed of joy to win,
Forgetting that life’s deepest springs
Must always rise within;
Forgetting that from Time’s dim shore
Earth’s treasures all depart,
While I may keep for evermore
The sunshine of the heart.
This is the magic I would hold,
My*spell to win me love;
My want to change all dross to gold,
My guide to peace above;
My strength against the blast to bow,
My shield ’gainst every dart—
That I may keep, as I do now,
The sunshine of the heart.
And you—if when you grasp at last
The prize your deeds would claim,
You long for a discarded past,
And spurn your empty fame—
If you should sigh, with grief oppressed,
To see your dreams depart,
Come, share my love, my jteace, my rest—
My sunshine of the heart !
TOWN VS COUNTRY.
rose before
Papa, may I ask Allie Long to spend
the winter with me?”
Mr. Lloyd looked up from his paper
‘with an indulgent smile at his little
dark-eyed daughter. “Yes, Dolly, you
can do as you like about it.”
“Thanks, papa. New, if you’ll do
one thing more, I shall feel perfectly
happy.”
“That’s a very good thing to be, I’m
sure. What is the important service I
am to rendei?”
“Give me some money to get some
pretty things for Allie. You know she
is not rich as I am, and then, too, she
has no idea how any one ought to dress
in town.”
As Dolly spoke a vision
the wealthy banker’s eyes.
A slight pale girl, with dark-gray,
earnest eyes, was moving quietly about
the farmhouse in the mountains, helping
her mother in caring for the comfort of
the city boarders she had taken for the
summer into her home. As faultlessly
neat in her attire as the stately lily of
fashionable life that “toils not,” and as
striking in her pure, pale loveliness as
the field flower from which the Savior’s
parable was drawn. Those tender fin
gers had been familiar with every detail
of housework, from its lowliest phase
of scrubbing and dish-washing up to
the flaky pre-paste, or delicious “queen
of puddings,” or the many tempting
combinations of “goodies” requisite to
form the dessert which was to follow
the delicious dinner of chickens (either
roasted,, boiled, or fricasseed), and
flanked by home-raised vegetables.
“It is a kindly nature in my little girl
that prompts her to make this request,"
he said, after a moment’s thought,
fear Miss Allis would look and feel out
of place in such fine feathers as Dolly
wears ”
“1 don’t mean to test her that way,
papa,” burst in Dolly eagerly. You
may not believe it, but I have too great
a sense of fitness to buy anything very
gay in color. Will you do it?”
“Another thing to take into consider
ation is this—will Miss Allie accept
such favors? It would be a shame if
she wouldn’t when site nursed me
through that long illness last summer.
I really believe site saved my life, papa.”
“You are a very good special pleader*
Dolly. Your dear mother was just so.
She could always persuade me into her
way of thinking, and it always proved
the right one, too.”
Tears tilled the girl’s dark eyes at this
allusion to the dear one who had been
sleeping under the daisies for so many
years. I hope to grow more and more
like tier,” she said softly; “for then
you will love me more and more.”
The father turned and busied himself
with the papers on his writing-desk. A
strong man ever struggles against a dis
play of emotion, and Mr. Lloyed could
not trust his voice to reply. The love
of his early manhood still dwelt within
his faithful heart, and shut out all
thoughts of replacing it by any later af
lection, excepting that drawn out by
their child. After a time he drew forth
his cheque-book and wrote some figures
on one of the pieces of paper wnich,
signed by his well-known name, was
equivalent to so much gold.
•Will that answer, daughter?” he
said, holding it toward her.
Dolly glanced at it and threw her
arms about her fathers neck. Oh, you
dear, generous papa, X can do wonders
with tnat amount, and I’ll tell you how
1 ’m going to manage. It will be the week
before the new year before she can
come, and 1 must give her time to make
any preparations she may wish to; so I
won’t invite her until then. I shall en
gage madame to make her dresses that
week, and I’ll obtain her measure sur
reptitiously. Then New Year’s Day
she can t say a word against not re
ceiving her share of presents—for you
know 1 have them in quantities—and
it she does make any demur, I shall
pull such a woe-begone face that she’ll
yield at once. Sae never could resist
my coaxing. Now, good-bye i’ll leave
you to read your paper in peace, and
i’ll run ana write my letter.” The
letter was written and received, and
the country home was at once made the
scene of an unusual bustle of pro ara-
tion; for Allie’s mother insisted upon
her accepting Dolly’s invitation.
1 will not give in detail Dolly’s argu
ments, but will merely say she carried
the day according to her declared usual
lashion and that it thus came about
that the gentlemen who called at the
Lloyds’ stately mansion on the New
£ ear’s Day following the week of Al-
lie’sstay, were greeted with the sight
of a vision of peerless loveliness, it
was the young mountain-girl’s pure,
statuesque face rising out of a him of
lace through which gleamed palely the
shimmering silk, in color Mke to the
pal'St blue clouds which floated in the
Ju le sky. Her charms were enchanted
by her absolute freedom from the self-
consciousness which too often mars
one’s admiration for a beautiful face ;
and the innocent enjoyment evinced by
her shining eyes and heightened color
delighted her enthusiastic little hostess.
“1 never so much enjoyed receiving
as I have done to-day,” Dolly said to
her papa, when going to him for her
good-night. Allie is so fresh, so much
like a sweet mountain daisy, that I
love to watch her; and every one seems
immensely taken with her. Oh, pap"
I expect such fun in going to parties
with her. May I give a dance, so as to
get her well introduced?”
Have anything you wish, Dolly. I
know you will do nothing wrong.”
How could I, when I have such a
good dear papa!
There never was such a happy girl
before. I wonder if it will always last?”
’’But Imusn’tstopany longer. I must
go to Allie. Good night, and sweet
dreams.’
“Good night, my darling. May God
guard your slumbers.”
Dolly’s favorite cousin, Russell Stur
gis, had but lately returned from
abroad, where he had been pursuing his
studies at a famous German university.
Much to Dolly’s delight she saw that he
was very much attracted by Allie, and
that in her presence he lost completely
the listless, indifferent way which had
been one of the “foreign accomplish-
meuts brought from abroad,” as Dolly
had teasingiy informed him. It had
been the earnest desire of Russell’s
parents that he, their only son, should
choose a wife from among the circle of
fair and high-bred girls amid whicu he
moved. But his heart had remained
untouched until he had met this little
“mountain pearl,” as he called her in
his secret thoughts. Allie rejoiced in
her new happiness as a flower just
opened to the sunlight rejoices in drink
ing in the life-giving rays, and in the
same quiet fashion.
“Every one is so kind to me,” she
said to Dolly.
. And that young enthusiast threw her
arms about her neck and kissed her as
she said—
“How could any one help it?”
Then with a sudden gravity she held
her friend away from her, and looked
into her eyes searchingly. She was
about to ask her some momentous
question, judging by her manner. But
the advent of a servant with a card
checked the words trembling upon her
lips. She lifted the bit of pasteboard
from the salver, and glanced at it.
“It is cousin Russell, Allie. W ill
you go down and entertain him? I have
a letter to write, and you will please
make my excuses to him.”
All unsuspectingly Allie obeyed.
Russell rose as she entered the room.
He listened in an abstracted way to
her apologies for Dolly’s absence, and
then he said, much to Allie’s surprise—
“I am glad Dolly couldn’t come.”
But before she had time to wonder
long he had taken her hand and was
giving voice to his passion in a flood of
eloquent words. VVhite as a lily, and
trembling in every limb, Allie listened.
She was attired in one of the pretty
dresses Dolly had given her, and until
now had taken an innocent pleasure in
wearing it, if for no other reason than
to please her generous friend. But like
a flash came the thought—
If this elegant gentleman had only
seen me in my own home, dressed in
the garb which alone belongs to a poor
farmer’s daughter, he would not have
given me a second thought. ”
So she said quietly, her calm manner
concealing the emotion caused by the
painfully throbbing heart which seemed
to be beating her death-knell—
“Forgive me for deceiving you, Mr.
Sturgis. 1 thank you for the honor
you have done me, but I cannot be
your wife. 1 am not what you think
i am.”
Russell’s face expressed a variety of
emotions as Allie said this—incredulity,
disappointment, but above all a deter
mination to win the girl he loved—<ali
were to be read upon its expressive
lineaments.
1 will tell you what my thoughts
picture you to be. Y ou are as inuo-
ceut of guile as a baby—a true friend,
modest, intelligent, and—may 1 say n,
even if it calls blushes to those fair
cheeks, Which have grown so wuite
since our interview commenced?—you
are my ideal of all that a man could
desire in the woman he chooses for his
life’s companion. Have I described
you wrongfully? Tell me if I have said
aught that was false and untrue.”
Allie blushed.
“It is a fancy picture you have drawn,
Mr. Sturgis, i do not feel that I am
at all equal to your description. lam
a plain country-bred girl, and have al
ways tried to do my duty. But I am
not one of your brilliant company! d
have come froih my country home to
lead a charmed life for a few months.
When I go back I shall again be as
plainly dressed and as humble in my
surroundings as I have been all my pre
vious life. Choose from among tjjpK)
who are worthy of you?”
Tell me one thing before you say
any more,” and Russell’s eyes absolute
ly compelled Allie to speak the truth
he wished to hear. Is your reason for
refusing to marr v me because you can
not love me?”
For the first time Allie faltered.
She could not say anything but that
she thought him tiie noblest, liandsom
e A gentleman she had ever seen, and
that he was also the most worthy of a
girl’s devoted love. She tried to frame
an evasive answer, but her lips refused
to obey her, She burst into tears.
Do not ask me, she sobbed, it is not
fair.”
“All is fair in love,” said Russell tri
umphantly. And my heart tells me
that you love me even as I love you
Allie, if you will not be my wife, i wil
go single for your sake all my life! And
i’ll go and jom some exploring expedi
tion to some place where i’ll catch the
fever! See, now, what depends upon
youl”
Allie looked up at the sound of his
She saw that he had read her heart’s
secret and came to a sudden resolution.
Dr. Sturgis,” she said, “if you will
not press me for an answer while I am
visiting Dolly, and will come and ask
me the same question at my own home,
will answer it then. But until that
time we. will be good friends—not lov
ers.” *
“Agreed,” said Russell, “and if I
forget myself once in a while, will you
be very unforgiving? It will be a great
trial for a poor fellow to be kept at such
a distance, you know.”
Allie smiled, but she said—“I shall
not fear but you will keep your pro
mise, so I shall not be called upon to be
a harsh judge. ”
“That is right, my darling! Trust
me. “I will not disappoint that trust!”
and Russell spoke in all seriousness this
time.
Need I say that the following June
saw a modest bridal at Allie’s home?
I know my readers have been sure
from the first that Russell’s “country
pearl” had gained nothing in his eyes
from her flue surroundings, and that he
admired her even more at her own home
than he had done at Dolly’s—that is, if
such a thing were possible—so they
would not be surprised to hear it.
Jan Mayen.
voice, half bantering, half tender.
The Austrian Polar -Expedition has
arrived at Drontheim, Norway. The
expedition spent a year on the island of
Mayen. Commander Wohlgemuth tele
graphs that all bands are well, and that
he made perfect observations and se
cured rich collections of photographs.
The island of Jan Mayen, on which
the expedition spent a year, was dis
covered in 1611 by Dutch whale fishers,
wno christened it after one of their
sturdy skippers. Another name for it
was Mauritius Island, while the English
knew it as Trinity Island. It lies be
tween 9° 4' and 7° 52' west longi
tude from Greenwich, its latitude
being between 7U° 49' and 71° 5'
north. Bleak and rugged and som
bre, with its lofty rocks and snowy
mantle, its lonely strand and dark
icy waters, is Jan Mayen, and a
grim volcanic mountain, namtkl Beer
enburg, 6,375 feet high, rises in the
centre, while near the southern cape
are three volcanoes. Indeed, the whole
island is of plutouic origin. The place
is of ill fame, for on its barren shores
tnere died in slow succession a crew of
seven Dutch explorers. This was in
1633, when lime juice was not appreciat
ed and scurvy not understood. The
stiffened corpses of the litfe band were
found next year, as also the diary kept
by the longest-lived of them—the last
pages faintly scrawled by the weak hand
of sickness. The very last word was
“die.” Since that time the island has
been seldom trodden by human foot,
save now and again when the frigid
blasts of Arctic storms have hard press
ed the struggling mariner^
The Austrian expedition which has
just returned sailed from Pela on April
2,1882, in. a steamer bearing the same
name as the port from which it started.
The party consisted of Lieutenant
Emil von Wohlgemuth, as chief, two
other officers, a surgeon, and ten sailors,
all of the Imperial navy. The whole
cost of the expedition, amounting to
150,000 florins, has been defrayed by
Count Wilczek, the munificent patron
of all undertakings which have for their
object the solution of Arctic problems.
The expedition was 1 urnished with two
years’ supplies, including every con-
ceivable necessary, and luxuries to boot.
Their complete stock of scientific in
struments was supplemented by all sorts
of games, music, pictures, etc., to en
liven the long hours of darkness. The
chase was expected to afford ample
amusement and a heavy bag.
After touching at Gravesend and
Bergen the Pola proceeded on May 25
“or the island of Jan Mayen to establish
the scientific station. On the 31st,
when 160 miles off the island, immense
fields of ice stopped the Pola, and after
two days’ ineffectual attempts to pro
ceed the expedition turned back, arriv
ing at Tromsoe. Norway, on June 6.
After waiting a fortnight the Pola sail
ed again on the 21st, and this time suc
ceeded in reaching Jan Mayen from
;he north side. But not till two weeks
ater was it possible to pass through the
shore of ice and anchor in Mary Muss
Bay. On J uly 14,15, and 16 the houses
and supplies were landed, by working
day and night, and next day fifty tons
of coal were taken ashore. The build
ings were then erected on the southern
slope of the Vogelberg, in a valley open
ing to the east, which was named Wil
czek Valley, after the Hungarian Count
who defrayed the cost. The exact
position is 76° 59' north latitude and
8° 26' west longitude, and the observa
tory has been placed exactly over the
71st degree of latitude. On August 15
the station was fully established, and
observations, which had been partly be
gun on July 27, were now executed to
their full extent.
A party from the ship undertook the
ascent of the volcano of Beerenberg,
the highest point on the island, already
referred to. After traveling for nine
hours with great difficulty across gla
ciers and fields of bowlders they arrived
at the edge of the crater, 5,000 feet
above the sea, and were then forced to
turn back ou account of the cold and
fogs. Although there were no signs of
action in the crater a subterranean
rumbling was distinctly audible, and on
the slopes a number of crevices were
seen emitting hot sulphur steam. The
explorers also fouud the huts in which
the Dutch expedition of 1633 perished.
The Pola sailed on August 16 and arriv
ed at Leith on the 24th. She returned
recently to bring back the expedition
which had in the meantime been engag
ed in making a complete survey of the
island, besides attending to the meteor
ological observations which were the
most important of the objects it had in
view.
Highly English: Indignant Gabby
(who has got his bare fare)—“’Ow am
1 to keep a wife and and lauuljr on pay
like this l* r Bland Fare—“My good
man, the subject of improvident mar
riages is one which has pouted not yon
nor me only- [Exit Gabby, using
blessings,]
MIm Rom’s Cats.
Down in a deep green valley that is
’ringed with elms and gnarled apple
trees and is fragrant with its wealth of
wild flowers peeping forth from under a
grove of old poplars at the foot of a
steep rocky hill, over which the high
way above North Branford, Connecti
cut, writhes like an Uneasy serpent, is
the home of Damask Rose. It was the
aume of her father aud of her father’s
father, and it has weathered the scorch
ing blasts and icy winds of one hundred
and forty tough New England years.
Damask does not live in it now, but in
a little trim white cot which looks
askance at the passer from behind a
wing of the Rose resic^ce. Her fath
er’s family was once foe hugest and
most social in the roundabout country,
and the Rose mansion was then much
resorted to by the young bells and beaux.
And now all are gone. All are dead
save Damask. Damask and her cats
alone remain, A New Haven gentle
man told the reporter that this lonely
eld woman with the blush-rose name
had one hundred and twenty-seven
cats.
A romantic-looking old lady is Da
mask. Fully as romantic as her name.
Short and wrinkled and not far from 70
years, a pair of bright eyes gleamed
through her gold brows, from under the
dirty brown felt rim of the man’s hat
upon her head. In one hand she carried
a bright case knife, while with the
other she raised her calico skirt as she
moved through the nodding clover with
which the old front yard was filled. A
pair of diamonds glittered in her ears
and a thick, grayisli growth of silken
hair partially obscured her upper lip
and chin. There was a black cat, with
bronze sides, at her heels, a Maltese cat,
with a white breast, lay dreaming on a
flat stone in front of her, a gray and
spotted leopard-like cat looked out
from its nest of straw in the entry of
the old house; there was a handsome
young prince of felines, in a luxurious
robe of tawny gold, suspiouously regard
ing the visitor from behind the leopard,
and around the comer of the bouse
was approaching a large and ugly-look-
mg tiger cat whose appearance left no
room for doubt as to his capabilities as
a fighter. These were all the cats seen
at the first look
When the reporter began to talk
about the cats Miss Rose eyed him
suspiciously, but upon other subjects
her conversation was cheery and enter
taining. Very soon the advance guard
of cats vanished into the green vines
about the little valley and the places
had been taken by othercats—ugly cats
and wild-looking cats, some fat, some
lean aud some of nondescript appear
ance, but none of thenfvery pretty. It
was a queer sight.
How Sandy Killed the Devil.
By “fools” we do not mean the gene
ral class of persons indicated by the
word, but that smaller class of the
community commonly called “parish
fools” or “naturals.” Tliose unfortu
nates, without being habitually or
necessarily insane, usually labor under
some hallucination, which overshadows
their lives, and causes them, when
under its influence, to indulge in such
freaks and fancies as are peculiar to
the lunatic; thougu, wiien neou irom
he cloud obscuring their mental vision,
hey act very much like their neigh-
bore.
Such was Sandy Macintosh, who
flourished in the beginning of the cen
tury. A native of one of the northern
parishes' of Caithness, he was as well
known for twenty miles round as the
Kirk steeple. The swiftest runuer and
the most trustworthy messenger in the
place, Sandy was kept in constant em
ployment, and numbered among his
patrons both the laird and the minis
ter. The peculiar delusion under
which he labored was a conviction that
he had been born for the express pur
pose of slaying his Satanic majesty,
and many were the wild-goose chases
embarked in by Sandy to anuihilate the
arch enemy; for he recognized him—so
he averred—under all shapes and
forms, such as a crow, a hare, or a
black cat; and when started in pursuit
of the foe, would follow up the trail
for hours, nay, sometimes for days.
In vain the mhiister—whom Sandy
accounted his particular friend—strove
to convince him that the enemy of
mankind was a spirit, aud as such in
visible. No argument, however telling,
had any effect on Sandy. He listened
respectfully, it is true, as he always
did, to everything, however trivial,
uttered by his friend; but when the
reverend gentleman paused for lack of
breath, the fool invariably remarked
with a sagacious nod: “Weel, minister,
ye ken best; though there’s ae thing ye
have overlooked. Ye canna deny
what’s written in the guid book, -The
devil goes about like a roaring lion
seeking whom he may devour.’ And
when I see ye fechtin’ him Sabbath
after Sabbath, bangin’ the pulpit, and
shaking your fist at' him, says I to
mysel; ’Sandy, man, it’s odds but some
day ye’ll catch the deil napping, and
then the minister will tliank you for
that day’s work. ’ ” So Sandy remained
unconvinced, and continued his hunt
ing exploits with such zeal that the
black cats of his neighborhood had need
of all their “nine lives” to elude his
persistent pursuit.
Now the minister was in the habit of
killing a “mart,” or fat ox, at Hallow
mas, lor the consumption of his family
during the Winter. The beef was
salted, and the hide sold at the nearest
town. That important functionary,
who in Scotland is termed the “minis
ter’s man” was usually intrusted with
with the disposal of the skin, and ou
this particular occasion had departed
with his burden somewhat late in the
evening. But the night was fine, and
he trudged along the road for some
miles with no thought save the speedy
fulfilment of his errand. Presently he
beard Approaching the sound of foot
steps, and a ynfre, which he recognized
as that of Sandy Macintosh, singing:
“We’ll gang nae mair a-roving so late
into the night.” The opportunity for
playing a trick was irresistible; and
resolving to give Sandy a fright, the
minister’s man wrapped the hide about
him, taking care that the horns should
stand up on his head. Thus equipped,
he crouched along the dike-side till the
tool made his appearance round the
bend of the roac, then uttering an un
earthly yell, sprang from his hiding
place right in his path. But he reck
oned without his host, when he thought
to terrify Sandy. That individual only
recognized in the apparition before him
but another form assumed by the
euemy, and with a shout of defiance,
rushed on the foe. and struck him a
resounding blow with his staff. Whack!
whack! the blows rained hard and fast
on the shoulders of the unlucky joker,
who, unable to bear the pain any lon
ger, and too terrified to discover him
self to the enraged fool, managed to
wriggle unperceived out of his hirsute
covering and scramble over the dike,
where he lay hidden, scarcely daring to
breathe.
Sandy was very much astonished
when he observed, the total collapse of
the foe. He probably anticipated a
severe struggle, and was surprised at
his easy victory. Be that as it may,
without stopping to pronounce an ora
tion on the fallen, the fool slung the
hide over his shoulder and started at a
trot to the manse. Aniving there he
knocked loudly at the door, and on the
appearance of the servant, demanded
to see the minister. That was quite
out of the question, he was informed;
the reverend gentleman had retired for
the night, and could not be disturbed.
But Sandy was not to be balked. With
an impatient “Haud oot o’ my way.
lass,” he pushed past the girl* made
his way to the minister’s bedroom,
knocked at the door, and without wait
ing for an invitation to enter, marched
in. The minister had been reading in
bed; but on the abrupt entrance of his
visitor, threw aside his book, exclaim
ing: “Why, Sandy, man, what brings
you here at this time of night?”
“Great news, minister—great news!”
cried Sandy.
“What news?” asked the pastor,
catching something of his visitor’s ex
citement. “Have the French landed?”
“French, indeed!” quoted the fool
contemptuously. “I ken naething
about thae frog-eaters. ”
“Well, what is your great news?”
reiterated the minister impatiently.
“It’s just this—I’ve killed the deil,
and there’s his hide,” and. flinging the
skin on the bed, our friend stalked
with injured dignity from the room.
Sandy remained unconvinced to the
end of his life that he had not in very
truth slain the arch enemy, and de
clared in confidence to the laird, that
the minister was not as grateful as he
might have been for the good turn he
had done him. After the supposed
decease of the enemy, Sandy bee: -i
more settled in his habits, but con
tinued to plume himself not a little on
his gallantry, ocmplacently adding that
“it wasn’t everybody had taken the
deil by the horns, as Sandy Macintosh
had done.”
Quickly Admitted,
Staten.
Those in the Northern States who
take down their stoves early in May
usually pay a penalty in several days
of discomfort, if not in actual illness.
A year rarely passes without bringing
a cold storm in the first half of June,
when a fire is actually necessary for
health. Fortunate are those who have
open fire-places in their houses, in which
during any damp, chilly spell, a small
fire of wood can be made, and will be
most acceptable. Stoves which are to
be taken down may safely be left to the
middle of that month. When
taken down, they should lie thoroughly
cleaned ; both inside and out, and if a
new lining or other repairs are needed,
now is the time to attend to this. Go
over the outside of both stove and pipe
with common stove-polish, which is
plumbago or black lead, and avoid all
kinds of varnish. The use of the polish,
thoroughly rubbed with a brush, is not
for appearance merely, but it forms a
thin film over the iron, and prevents it
from becoming rusty. The pipe should
have all loose dust knocked out, and it
it is necessary to separate the joints,
first mark them with chalk in such a
manner that they can be readily put to
gether again. Much of the proverbial
annoyance in putting up a stove is due
to a neglect of this simple precaution.
All loose parts, including legs, should
be wrapped in coarse paper, and placed
inside the stove when it is put away, not
forgetting the poker, handles, and wliat-
ever else belongs with it. Stoves should
always be stored in a dry, tight place,
where water cannot accidentally reach
them. It is a useful precaution to wrap
them in old bagging, or even news
papers.
The Hubbard*.
A few years since, at one of our col
leges, the students had contracted such
a habit of being out late at night, that
a law was put on requiring every stu
dent to be in at, or before, ten o’clock
in the evening, unless he should have
permission for a later absence from one
of the masters; and the penalty, in case
of infraction, was the remaining out all
night, and being dealt with in the
morning. The porters who had charge
of the outer doors through the night
were instructed to allow no student to
come in after the designated hour, un
der any pretence whatever, except the
name had been given to them as that
of one having permission to be absent
to a later hour.
Well, on a certain evening, Jack
Windham, a merry-making, fun-loving,
but really good and honest fellow,
chanced to be half an hour late. He
had been in very pleasant company—
the company of ladies—and the glitter
ing moments had passed unheeded. At
half-past ten he knocked very gently at
the outer door of the college dormitory.
The old janitor of the institution hap
pened to be on duty at the time—a
work he seldom performed; but he had
let the porters go away to an entertain
ment on this evening, aud was sitting
up in their place.
“Who’s that?”
“It’s I—Jack Windham.
“Is that you, Peabody?”
“Yes ”
. “Let me in, that’s a good fellow.”
But the old janitor was stern. He
could not break the laws of the college.
At length, however, upon Jack’s push
ing a half-crown under the door, which
Peabody could reach and appropriate,
the door was carefully opened. The
old fellow whispered to th student that
he should make no noise, aud would
have pushed him towards the stairway,
but Jack had forgotten something.
“Stay, Good old friend! I believe I’ve
left a book on the window-ledge out
side. Will you slip out aud get it for
me?”
Without hesitation the old money-
lover went out, aud as he had reached
the step outside, Jack closed the door
upon him and locked it. The poor ja
nitor, half-dressed, was shivering in
the chill night air, and speaking as
loudly as he dared, he asked thestudeut
why he had locked him out. No aus-
were.
“Jack! Mr. Windham! Will you let
me in? lam freezing.”
“Ho! is that you, Peabody? Ahl you
'know what the law is. I would open
the door if I dared, but the lawforbids.”
“Oh, nonsense! I opened the door for
you.”
“Did you?”
“Why, you know I did.”
“Oh—ah—yes! I remember me; and
I gave you a half-crown. My dear
Peabody, present within mine optic
range the same quid pro quo that I did
givie to thee, and in thou comest.”
With a groan, the shivering janitor
pushed the piece of silver under the
door again, and was quickly thereafter
admitted.
THE YERDICT
-or—
Well*.
The other day, when old Maj. Sol-
man announced his readiness to proceed
in the direction of church, his wife ap
peared, wearing a Mother Hubbard
dress. The old man iutmtly regarded
her for a few momenta and tiien ask
ed:
“Maiy, what sort of a coat do you
call that?”
“it’s a Mother Hubbard, Jeems.”
“Air you goin’ to wear it to church?”
“Why oertunlir, Jeems. The Mother
Hubbard is all the fashion now.”
“Well, I'm glad t > know it,” the old
man rej lied. “Just wait till I get ready,
aud we’b g >.”
The old man went out ii ti the kitch
en. took a couple of meal sacks, cut tne
oottoma out sewed the tops together,
and put them ou in imitation of panta
loons. When he returned his wife ut
tered a loud cry of astonishment, and
exclaimed:
“Great goAduess, Jeems, what is
that?”
THE PEOPLE '
BUY THE BEST!
Mu. J.o. Sosa-near sir: i oougnt tne ant
Davi* Machine sold by yon over Ore years ago for
my wife, who has given It a long and fair trial. T
am well pleaaed with it.'It never a Ives -.u)
rouble, and U as good aa when flrat bought.
J. W. DOUCE.
Winnsboro, S. C., April 1883.
Mr. Boao: Ton wish to know what 1 have to say
in regard to the Davia Machine bought of you three
f ears ago. I feel 1 can’t aay too much In its favor.
made about S80,no within five months, at times
running it so fast that the needle would get per
fectly hot from friction. I feel confldeni 1 could
not have done the came work with as much ease
and an well with any other machine. No time lost
In adjn-iting attachments. The lightest rnnnlng
Machine I have ever treadled. Brother James and
Williams’ families are as much pleased with their
Davis Machines bought of you. I want no better
machine. As I said before, I don’t think too
much can be said for the Davis Machine.
Kespectfulif,
KlXEN STEVENSON,
Fairfl“ld County, April, 1893.
Mr. Boao: My mvcMne gives me perfect satis
faction. I Had no fault with It. The attachmenta
a e so simple, i wish for no better than the Davis
Vertical Feed.
KespectfnUy.
Mrs. R. Millino.
Fairflekl county, Apn', 1883.
Mh. Boao: I bought a Uuvtv vertical Feed
ew ng Michlne from you roar year* ago. I am
eliglite I with it. it never has g.veu me any
ro.iole, and has never been the least out of order.
It is as good as when I nrst bought it. I can
cheerfully recommm l It.
Respectfully,
Mrs. M. J. Kjreland.
Monttcelio, April 30,1883.
This is to certify that I have been using a D avis
Verttc d Feed Sewing Machine for over iw < ys in,
purchased of Mr. J. U. rtoig. 1 haven’t found It
possesaed of any fault—all the attachments are so
simple. It never cefuae* to work, and i* certainly
th uightest running In the market. I consider it
a Hrst class machine.
Very respectfully.
Minnie m. Wii.ungham.
Oaklan 1, FalrHeld county, S. C.
Mr boao: i am wen pleased m every pantcni
with the Davis Machine oought of you. 1 mink
a Urst-class maculae In everv respect. You knew
yoa sold several machines of the same make to
diilerent members of our families, all of whom,
aa far as I know, are well pleased with them.
Respectfully,
Mrs. m. H. Moelet.
FairtteM comity, April, itos.
This is to certify we nave aa] m conitaot use
the Davis Machine bought of you about three years
ago. As we take in work, and have made the
price of it several times over, ws don’t want any
better machine. It Is always ready to do any kind
of work we nave to do. No puckering or skipping
stitches. We can only say we are well pieaseJ
and wish no better machine,
CATHERINE WTUE AND SISTER.
April IB, 1883..
Iii Folk county, Nebraska, are many
wells which cxh'bit peculiar phenomena of
intermittence. They vary from 100 to
140 in depth, and ebb and flow Irregularly.
The flow Is accompanied by a roaring sound
like that of the sea, as though a distant
wave were coming in, and, at the same
time, a curreui of air Issues out of the
mouth. The ebb is accompanied by a
draft of air downward. The period of
ebti and flow does not appear to depond
upon heal or cold, up m the dampness or
dryness of the atmosphere, upon the sea
son of the year or upon the time of day,
but seems to lie in some way connected
with the direction of the wind.
A correspond&nt writes from Texas: I
beard of a well in Burkville, Texas, in
which the empty bucket would descend
and Us mate ascenu with water, without
any known force being exerted. The well
and buckets are arranged as is common
here, with pulley, rope and two buckets.
I denounced the story as untrue when told
to me, but wrote to Judge M. D. Hines,
owner of the property on which the well
Is situated, and received in reply the fol
lowing letter: “Yours of the 19:b lost, to
hand and contents noted. I have to reply
that-the well you inquire about belongs to
me, that some ten years since it com
menced drawing water: that Is the empty
bucket would go down aud a oucket of watef
would come up and remain at the top of the
well without any known cause, it has been
kept up ever since at intervals. There Is
no regularity about it; it will as often draw
at any hour of the night aa other times.
It has been known to draw three or four
times a day. There seems to lie no differ
ence in it as regards the weather or the
seasons of the year. It has never been
known to draw up water wheu there was
water in the top bucket. There is no
known cause for this strange occurrence
How Perfume Is Extracted.
I have no fanlt to and with my mush ne, sad
don’t want my better. I have in vie the price of
It severa tunes by taking in sewing. It is always
ready to do it-i work. I think it a flrst-oloss ina
chine. I feci I uau'iMy too much for me Davis
Vertical Feed Machine.
Mrs. Thomas Smith.
FaltfieM county, April, 1883.
Mk. J. O. Boao—Dear Sir: It gives me u ich
pleasure to testify to tne merits of the Davis Ver
tical Feed Sewing Machine. The machine I got of
yon about five years ago. baa been almost la con-
giant use ever since that time. I cannot see that
it la worn any, and haa not coat me one cent for
repaira since we have bad It. Am well pleaae l
and don’t wish (or any I tetter.
Yonra trn'y,
Host. Crawford,
Granite Quarry, near Winnsboro 9. C.
We have used the Davis Vertical Feed Sewing
Machine for the last five years. We would not
have any other make at any price. The machine
has given ua unbounded satisfaction.
Very respectfully,
Mrs. W. K. Tdrnsr and DAGoaTsas)
FalrHeld county, S. C., Jan. sfi, 1833.
Having bought a Davis Vertical Feed Sewing
Machine from Mr. J. O. Biag some three years
ago, and It havlug given me perfect satisfaction In
every respect as a family inauUne both for hea j
uud light sewing, and never needed the least re
pair In any way, 1 can cheerfully recommend It to
any one as a flrst-claas machine In every particu
lar, and think It second to none. It Is one of the
simplest machines msde; my children use U win
all ease. The attaenmeate are more easily ad
justed and It doe* a greater range of work by
means of its Vertical Feed than any other ma
chine I have ever seen or used.
Mrs. Thomas Owinos.
Winnsboro, FalrHeld county, S. C.
We have had one of the Davis Machines about
four years and nave always found It ready to do all
kinds of work we have had occasion to da Can’t
see tnat the machine la worn any, and works as
well ss when new.
Mrs. W. J. Crawford,
Jackson’s Creek, Fairfield county, 9. C. '
of obtsining
grease. The
One of the best methods
perfumes is by tbe use of
process is called maceration. Tae beat fat
employed is marrow, which ia melted in a
water bath and strained* While It ia atill
warm the flowers are thrown in and left to
digest for several hours. They are then
taken out and fresh ones are placed in the
grease. This is continued for several days.
The grease and perfume are then separated
by tbe use of aloohoL Beef -marrow is
not the only substance used in extracting
tbe odors from the flowers. Inodorous
oil* are also used, especially refined olive
oil, which Is more extensively employed
w the south of Europe. The process used
for delicate plants, such as jisamine,
tuberose and cassia, which will not allow
_ ^ „ . . . ,, the use of heat, is on the principle of ah-
“Futber Httbbbard, the old man re- j g^p^o,,. a. layer of purified lard and
My wife is highly pleased with the Davis Ma
chine bought of you. 9he would not take double
what sae gave for It. The machine haa not
been out of order since she had it, and she can do
tony kind of work on It.
Very Respectfully,
jas. F. Free.
Moutlcello, FalrHeld county, 9. C.
The DavU Sewing Machine le .simply a tr«u-
J. A. Qoodwth.
we Mrs.
Ridgeway, N. C., Jan. 10, ls8S.
J,O Boao, Esq., Agent—Dear Sir: My wife
haa iteen using a Davis Sewing Machine constant
ly for the past four yean, and It has never needed
any repaira an i works Just as well as when first
baught. She says It will do a greater range of
practical work »nd do it easier and better than
any maculae she uas ever used. We cheerfully
recommend It aa a No. 1 family machine,
Your tnxy,
Jas. Q. Davis.
Wlnnebrro, S. C., Jan. 3,1893.
plied.
* You’re uot a-gold' to wear them
sacks, are yoa?”
'■I've g it to be fasbioaahl* to keep
ap wit a yoa. I’ve got as maofi right to
wear these meal bags as yoa have to go
in that br&u sack.”
“I’ll tike it off,”
',All right; off goes the father Hub
bard,” aud toralag away, he addsd to
Itlouielf: “Only oue way to beat a wo
man, ai d t lat is by agreein' with her.
If it hadn’t been for the daddy Hub
bard I’d a been in a mighty bad fix,”
such mixture is spread on the glass bottom
of a square wooden box, and upon this
freshly gathered flowers are spread every
morning as long as the flower is in bloom.
The boxes are kept shut and the grease
soon acquires a very strong odor. In satu
rating oil, instead of glass bottoms to the
boxes wire ones are used, upon which
cloths soaked in oil are laid, and the boxes
or frames are piled upon each other to
keep them close. After the oil soaked
cloths are sufficiently charged with per
fume, they are placed in a press and. the
oil is squeezed out.
I have always found my Davis Ms-
of to work I have had oc-
Mk. Boao:
chine ready do aU kinds of
casiontodo. I cannot see that the inacnme la
worn a particle and it works aa wed aa when new.
Respectfully,
Mrs. B. c. uoodino.
Winnsboro, 8. C., April, 1883,
Mr. Boao: My wife Has been constantly using
the Davis Machine
bought of you about sve year*
‘ ^ mg It, is U la
> SsWAMg, oitiMA
ax or neemng
Tw,w riK-u».
FalrHeld, A C., March, UN.
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