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* * 9 4 *10 liny “X* TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO. S. CL NOVEMBER 24.1883. ESTABLISHED 1848. WHEN THE SEA GIVES CP HER DEAD They tell as with the quiet voice Of perfect faith, and hope, and trust, That on the Day when Christ shall come To bid His chosen ones rejoice, To breathe new life in death’s dark dust, To give new speech where death struck dumb, From out the sad sea’s restless bed, Shall nse once more the hidden dead. They tell us this with upraised eyes, That gaze beyond the present’s woe, And whisper of a Heaven and God, Draw pictures of star-laden skies, Where angels wander to and fro. When those now 'neath the churchyard sod Will rise from out their dreary bed, The day the sea gives up her dead. Yet will they raise once more the past, Or give me back the faith that died, Or breathe new breath in love’sdead breast? What for the love that did not last? What for the days, when side by side We wandered on, nor thought of rest, Will these arise and leave their bed, The day the sea gives up her dead? Ah, nevermore! dead joy is dead, The sunshine dead ne’er smiles again, ’Tls evening gathers on the shore, Our kiss was kissed, our words were said, Nauhgt lasts fore’er save sin and pain, Love dead, is dead lorever, Silent he lie-, in his cold bed, Though all li(e’s*seas gave up their dead! HE LOST THEM BOTH. ‘•Cora,” said old Miss Duchesne ab ruptly, ‘‘did you ever have your fortune told?” Cora started at the sudden question and then smiled. ‘•I” said she, ‘ my fortune told? How should 1? We city girls never stumble across gipsy camps. Old Miss Duchesne was sallow, with very black hair, scarcely as yet sprin kled with gray, although GO years had passed over it 1 , sharp black eyes, and a nose and chin which nearly met. She looked almost like a sphinx herself as she sat there. “1 used to tell fortunes when I w’as a girl,” said she. ‘•With cards?” laughed Cora. “No, by palmistry. Shall I tell yours?” Cora looked at the old lady with sur prise. Was she in jest or earnest? Why did she speak so sharply? W by d id t hose glittering eyes seem to bum their way into her very brain? But Miss Duchesne had been the school friend of Cora’s mother years ago, and Cora had always humored her eccentricities. “If you choose,” she said, half hesi tating. “Give me yodr hand,” said Miss Duchesne; “the same hand which you are one day going to bestow upon Duke Chesterton in marriage.” “Yes,” said Cora, caimlv. “A white, plump, velvety little hand,” said Miss Duchesne, peering so closely into the palm that her nose al most touched the rosy skin. “Let me seel—let—me—seel The line of luck; the line of life; the line of lovel Ah, here we arel Beware of a dark girl, she is coming between you and the line of love. She will work you sore trouble yet.” The girl sat as if some new light had suddenly dawned upon her brain. “You mean my cousin Ariadne?” said she involuntarily. Miss Duchesne nodded. “1 mean your Cousin Ariadne,” said She. “Child, child! can it be possible that you are so blind as not to see what is going on under your very eyes? That woman is winning your lover away?” Cora smiled increduously. “Oh, but that is quite impossible. Duke loves me! He is engaged to me!” “Men are false,” said Miss Duchesne with energy. “There never was one yet proof against the wiles of a siren like Ariadne Buckingham.” “Miss Duchesne, you must not talk so,” faltered Cora, with the color vary ing on her cheek and a startled look in her eyes. “Ariadne is my guest. Duke is my engaged lover. I—” Silently Miss Duchesne drew aside the ruby-velvet draperies of the window and pointed to where Miss Leslie’s own carriage was drawn up opposite the curbstone. Ariadne Buckingham—a tall, brilliant brunette—was just step Ding out. Marmaduke Chesterton, bowing low over her hand, pressed his lips to it as he assisted her to alight. “Do you see that?” asked Miss Du chesne. Cora burst into rears and hurried from the room just as Miss Bucking ham entered from an opposite portal, all smile-, followed by Mr. Chesterton. “Where is Com?” said the brunette airily. “I hope her headache is better. We have had such a delightful morning at the picture gallery, and we have brought home some exquisite cut dow ers to arrange for dinner. Where are they, Duke? Bring them in here. I am sure Cora will excuse us for invading her boudoir.” But Miss Duchesne did not return the fair Ariadne’s smiles. She gathered up her knitting, made some curt reply about desiring to be alone, and stalked out of the room. “Cross old thing!” pouted Ariadne. “One would almost imagine, Duke, that you were her lover, and that she was jealous!” bhe laughed a shrill, sweet tinkle of a sound. Alaimaduke Ciiesterton laughed also. All jiut Ariadne Buckingham did or said was periect in his eyes. Miss Buckingham’s father had lost his all m union unate ventures and Ari adne had been brought up on an income of nothing pei annum. Every one pitied poor Ariadne, who, nevertheless, was always exquisitely dressed, went tverjwhere, and lived metaphorically speaking, on the fat ot the land. She had written to Cora Leslie, her mother's cousin, that she would like to spend a winter with her; and Cora, full of sweet, womanly compassion, prompt ly sent money for her to come. “I never had a sister,” wrote Cora, “and 1 am sure that I shall love you dearly.” And it was thus that Ariadne had re warded her. The old story over again of the serpent who stings its benefactor. But although Cora bad been blind, the rest of the world, like Miss Duches ne, was more clear-sighted, Colonel Yavason, Mr. Chesterton’s undertook him sternly to task for his defection from the line of equity. Duke laughed. “My dear uncle,” said he, “you take things too seriously! Cannot an engaged man so much as look at another wo man?” But one day, in blossomy Slay, Co lonel Yavason’s card was brought up to Miss Leslie. Cora was preparing to go out with Sliss Duchesne for a drive. She was full of bright happiness that morning, and even Sliss Duchesne breathed more freely, for Ariadne Buckingham had left them the night before in response —so at least she gave them to under stand—to a telegram from her father, who was ill. The nightmare dream was over at last—all the world was May! She ran down into the drawing-room, where Colonel Vavason leaned against the mantel, tall, pale and handsome. “Oh, Colonel,” she said brightly, “I am so glad to see you. Duke is com ing—” But she paused as her eye3 fell on his pale features, the look of mute horror in his eyes. “Duke will never come here again,” said he in a low tone. “Bo a heroine, Cora. Bear your trouble bravely. Duke went away before daylight. He left a note asking me to tell you. He loves Ariadne Buckingham, and has followed icr to her homel” And so Cora Leslie closed the chapter of her first love—or rather Marmaduke Chesterton closed it for her. At the end of a year Marmad uke Chesterton came back. He was not married to Miss Buckingham after all. The beautiful brunette had accepted lis presents and smiled on him with ’Lose melting eyes of hers, amused her self at his expense and finally wedded a young lieutenant of artillery to whom she had been engaged for years. Duke was pale and haggard as he stood there n the boudoir, where he had first asked Cora Leslie to be his wife. But Cora was lovelier than ever. As he looked upon her he marveled that he could have ever car ed for one like Ariad ne Buckingham. “Cora,” he said, in a broken voice, as she cordially gave him her hand, “can you ever forgive me?” “Oh, yes” she answered, smiling, “I forgave you long ago. And oh, how you must have suffered, Duke!” “But,” he went eagerly on, “I am disenchanted now. My eyes are opened at last. I know that I never really loved any one but you. Sweet Cora, is it too late to ask you to renew’ our engagement once more?” “1 am afraid it is,” said Cora, still serenely self-possessed and calm. “But why,” he urged. “One reason,” answered Cora, “is that I have long ceased to care (except, of course, as a friend) for the man who loved Ariadne Buckingham better than me. The other is that I am to be mar ried next week to Colonel Vavason.” “To—my uncle?” “Yes,” she answered, “to your uncle. I love and honor him as I never loved and honored man before.” So Marmaduke Chesterton lost both blonde and brunette, and Miss Duches ne was satisfied at last that her darling was worthily wedded. Uorey's Last Days. “Petk-a-boo, peek-a-boo; l see you hiding there, you rascal I’’ said a prison er in the Tombs, playing with a baby, laughing and hiding behind a chair. The baby bad light golden hair and rosy cheeks. It wore a white dress with a red ribbon pinned to it. The prison er hal a smile on'his faoa, a smile that quivered. He was under sentence of death for killing his sister in law, and was passing his lost Sunday m the world. He took the crowing and cooing baby in bis arms und walked down tne cor ridor with it. The infant snugged its head up to its father’s head and let it lie there. Oue of the deputy sheriffs came and patted the dimpled aud smilling little oue on the cheek. He took out his gold repeater to note the time of day, Th child st-otclied out its tiny arms toward the watch that was ticking off’ Its father’s lifeso fast. The con lem mau, E iward Hovey, turned an i w dhed down to the corner of the coniJor where his wife sat, her head resting ou her hand. She was a white faoad wo man of modest ways. She wore a black straw hat with a whits ribbon, a black cloak and a dark blue dress. She is very constant in her attentions to her husband. She was in the Tombs early in the morning and when it grew dark in the prison she was still there. Albany special, 16th. "What is that old man' talking to the Governor so earnestly for?” was asked in the Executive Chamber. "He is pleading for the life of his son,” was the reply. Old Mr. Hovey, with clasped hands and careworn face, was pleading with the Governor to commute the sentence of Edward Hovey to imprisonment for life. The old man was accompachk by Counsellor Kin*zing and the Rev. Dr. Guilbert. Hj begged for his ton’s life to save the tamily from farther dis grace. He told pathetically the story of the death of the boy’s mother from the shock of his crime, and feared that otner evils would follow. / "It is true,” said the Governor, "that these evils fall npon the innocent when crime is oommitted.” Mr. Kintzmg made an argument of considerable length on th" evidence. The Rev. Dr. Guilbert said he was the the prisoner’s spiritual adviser. But it is no use advising him. Gov ernor,” he said. “He still hopes that yon will pardon him. He does net real ize that he is to die on Friday, and be is not yet prepared.” "Bnt, sir,” said the Governor, stern ly, “it was your duty to admonish him against hoping." The Governor dismissed the hearing, saying that he would consider the mut ter to the exoinsion of all else and form the eonnsl. 20,000 Feet High. They who have mastered the Alps, and found them already mastered by their predecessors, sigh for a new world, and find it in the Himalayas. There is a singular correspondent be tween the two chains. India is the Italy of Asia. Each has a magnificent sland for its satellite. Bombay cor responds to Genoa, Calcutta to Venice, Delhi to Milan, while the Granges And he Indus are humbly represented by ,he Po and the Adige. Both chains run from east to west, presenting their boldest and steepest front to the south. Both have their ancient and well mown passes. In both cases the most rugged of outlines and eternal snow are the horizon of fertile and populous fiains. As to scenery,while the Hima- ayas are more sublime, the Alps are more beautiful, for they ara generally seen with a surrounding of wood and water, the latter of which is entirely wanting in the Himalayas, except out of sight, at the bottom of deep gorges. The Alps and the Himalayas both throw out long branches east and west, as if to claim whole continents for their own. Northward the resemblances ceases, for middle and northern Europe supply no' parollel to the elevated step pes, the interminable deserts, the frost and Swamp of Sibena. The Himalayas ooked and spoke to the south, and the railway has brought them within a few days of Bombay aud Calcutta. With- :.n six months an Englishman may leave London and return after seeing all that is most worth seeing in the Indian peninsula, including the Himalayas, in climate as bearable as an average summer at home. So they who pine for the distinction of first ascents have now no obstacle in the way. True there have been strange tales, or idle surmises, that at the height of 20,000 feet, or even less, life is impossible. Mau could not breath there or could only breath in vain. That, however, was one of the points to be investigat ed., and it is understood that a moun tain climber must be prepared to risk his life for a sufficient object. Mr. Graham has not attained an absolute success; but he has paved the way to successes. He lias demonstrated that it is possible to breathe and live at an elevation many thousand feet higher than Mont Blanc, and that it is possi ble to undergo the fatigue of much longer and steelier ascents than those from Chamounix or Zermatt. He has brought the highest peaks of the Hima layas within reach of moderate strength activity and perseverance. The difficulties surmounted by Mr. Graham to within sight of complete i access speak well for the courage and power of our race. He had with him two picked guides from Switzerland. One of them was an utter failure: and the other could be “seedy” and incapa ble. He had a journey of twelve days to the scene of action, and as he had to do much of it in rain, it could not but take some strength out of him. He had then to cross deep gullies, through which dashed euormous streams. He had to make a series of ascents, pa ing over two peaks higher than Mont- Blanc. After five days of this work he had to encamp at a still greater eleva tion, and send back his coolies, who ate more than they were worth. After a climb of some hours on an ascent that would be steep for Switzerland, he bad to leave behind one of his two Swiss guides. He got within sight of a sum mit 23,000 feet high, and would have reached it but that there suddenly came on one of those storms of wind and snow which it was impossible to face in such a situation. How they got back safe at all Mr. Graham does not know. They reached the camp, and had to pass a night in their wet clothes without tire. After this he tried Nanda Devi, the Indian Matterhorn, nearly twice as high as its European brother, but the coolies again proved faithless. Recoiding several failures, be is glad to note one peak of more than 20,0ou feet which he ascended, aud in which he sees the earnest of greater achieve ments. He is still undaunted, and we catch our last glimpse of him for the present preparing for tne ascent of a giant over 28,000 feet, the famous Kin- chinjunga. Others, moreover, are ou the track, and if, as seems likely, there will be a few failures, Mr. Graham’s examples leaves little doubt that in course of time, by one way or another, every peak of this famous chain will be reached, and will be ever afterward as sociated with the prowess of some young English gentleman anxious to achieve a bloodless victory over mater ial difficulties. Home-tuiitle Filters. m -- To educate a child perfectly requires profounder thought, greater wisdom than to govern a state. a clea r bright water may, despite its clearness, bo charged with a poison or substances more or less injurious to health; such, for instance, as soluble animal matter. To make a perfect filter, which should have the double action of arresting the finest suspended matter and removing the matters held in solution, and the whole to cost but little and capable of being made by any housewife, has been the object of my study for many months, aud, after many experiments and test ing various substances in my combina tions, I suggest the following plan, whieh I find gives very periect results, and will cost a couple of dollars: Purchase a common galvanized iron pail, which costs fifty; cents. Take it to a tin shop and havl; a hole cut in the centre of the bottom about the size of a live-cent piece, and direct them to sol der around it a piece of tin about three- fourths of an inch deep, to forma spout to direct the How of water downward in a uniform direction. Obtain about two quarts of small stones at a store where material for roofing is sold; after a good washing place^about two inches of the seat bottompf the pail to form- a drain. On this place a partition of horse hair cloth or Canton lianuel cut to size of pail. On this place a layer of animal charcoal, sold at the wholesale chemists as bone-black at about ten cents a pound. Select this about the size of gunpowder grains, and not in powder. This layer should be three or to ui inches. A second parti tion nav- ing beejj placed, add turee inches of saud, as clean and fine as possible. Those within reach of glassmakers should purchase the sand there, as it is only with that quality of saud that the best results can be obtained. On this place another partition, and add more fine stones or sliingle—say for two or three inches. This servos as a weight to keep the upper partition in place. Your filter is now complete, but not ready for use. However careful you may have been in washing the material, a residue of dust will remain, aud this has to be gradually washed through. For this purpose pass as much water as possible through the filter during the first day without using it! The next day it will be ready for use, aud, if my directions have been complied with, filtered water will always be at com mand, not only freed from all suspended substances, but from color due to mat ter held in solution having been re moved. I round that the yellowish co- loi of Croton water, which is very diffi cult to remove, was entirely absent in water passed through my filter. To test this, water must bo filled up in a arge white poroehriv. basin. In tala manner tue color of’Croton water is plainly visible in contrast with the white china. ' The Chestnut TruthJ. Strange Footfalls. A simple filter is made as follows Procure an ordinary wooden pail and bore a numoer of holes the size of a five-cent piece all over the bottom. Next pre pare a fine muslin bag, a little larger than the bottom of the pail, and about one inch in height. The bag is now filled with clean, well-washed sand and placed in the pail. Water is next poured in, and the edges of the bag should be pressed against the sides of the pail. We put such a filter to very severe tests by mixing a dry sienna co lor in a gallon of water and, passing through, the color was so fine as to be an impalpable powder, rendering the water a deep chocolate color. On pour ing this mixture on to the filter pad and collecting the water, it was found free of all coloring matter. This was a very satisfactory test for such a simple appliance, and I cannot too strongly recommend it in cases where a mure complicated anangement cannot be substituted. The finest and cleanest sand is desirable. Sand purchased at glass manufactories should be obtained. The above described filter at its best is but a good strainer, and will arrest the suspended particles. But in a mo dern filter more perfect work is required, and another effect produced, in order that water containing objectionable matter in solution should be rendered fit for drinking purposes. Many per sons when they see a water quite clear seem to imagine that it must be in a g<wd state for drinking. They should remember, however, that many sub stances which entirely dissolve in water do not diminish its clearness. Hence A Hartford fruit dealer has been ad vertising for 10,000 bushels of chest nuts. “What do you expect to do with them?” asked a reporter. “1 cau find a ready market tor every one of them in New York aud Boston,” was the reply. “Do you expect to get 10,000 bush els?” “Oh, no; if I get 1,000 I shall do well. But when the country folks see they are wanted, they strip tne trees and bring them in.” “What price do you pay for them?” “They bring, now, about $1 a bushel. I would take one hundred bushels at that price, to day. By-and by, when they begin to come in, they will drop to $3, or even $2, a bushel. In scarce years, |7 a bushel is paid, and 1 have seen $12 handed over for a bushel of chestnuts right in this town. This year, the trees are thick with burrs, but the last frost didn’t open them. Another frost will bring them in, in large quantities. The chestnut season usually lasts six or seven weeks. About 5,000 bushels are brought in from the surrounding country to the Hartford wholesale deal ers. More than 1,000 bushels of these are put into the pockets of the local multitude at five cents a half-pint, from the peanut stands and retail stores. The rest are sent to Boston and New York and from there reshipped to cities further west. The amount consumed in New York city alone is enormous. Tne chestnuts are brought in in small quantities. A couple of boys will dis pose of a peck or two, and occasionally a farmer will offer three or four bush els. When the demand is brisk tricky men have been known to mix in last year’s nuts, which look very well ex terually, but are mouldy and unfit for use. The best Connecticut chestnuts always bring a good price in the cities. Hickory nuts there is not so much de mand for, and no prices are given. Bargains made at the time of sale de pend upon the quality of the goods. Iron In Arohiteetu re. Nearly every neighborhood in Obi- ougo has its ghost sensation, an I the precinct surrounding Douglas avenue and Thirty-fifth street is not going to be left in the lurch. His ethereal highness sent his introdnotory cards to the family of Mr. J. Meiistrup, and Bjnce then has been trying to keep up the acqnuiatauoe. There is considera ble mystery surrounding the affair, aud though no one really believes that it is any ghostly manifestation, yet the many reputable persons who have heard the sounds emm&ting from siemingly no particular point m the house in ques tion cannot explain it. The house is a white frame building standing alone on the corner of Douglas avenue aud Thirty-fifth street, and is owned by the estate of J. Gudergahu, a German who died insane in the house. He left a family consisting of brothers and sisters, aud a wife and several sons. The lat ter relatives refuse to live in the house ou account of the stories told about ghosts, and of a mau having been mur dered there some time ago. Mr. Meil- strup, present occupant, came to Chica go last spring and opened a grocery store at 125 Thirty-fifth street He moved into the house three months ago. On the date named above he was sitting with his wife aud child about 10 o’clock that night, when he heard a steady tramping, as though some one was climbing up the stairs leading from the basement, whieh was unoccupied. He quietly raised a window, called over to a special watchman named Head, and waen he came across Meiistrup went be low, carrying a revolver. He admitted the officer and told him he thought there were burglars in the house. They searched all over, but could flud no one aud the doors were looked as usual, I'lio noise continued that Wednesday night. Meilstr.ip employed watchmen, and they occupied the honse the next two nights. The soands continued and no one could locate tuem. The watch men would sit right at the head of the basement stairs, and yet the ghostly steps seemed to cone up, up, up the steps right to them. It was thought thac some boys were playing tricks, so a watchman was put outside the house aud one inside, and the third night, when the sounds were neard, the one inside fired a bullet from a 38 calibre revolver directly through the door It made a hole as large as a man's thumb, but no mortal form feit it-; effects. Tue Tne ghost ceased his walks then. There have been many people about awaiting the sounds, and one young man named Dempsey, employed in a wholesale grocery house, corner of Wabash ave nue and L ike street, corroborates all that is told. The sous of the late Mr. Gaderghan, who really own the proper ty, tools: up the flooring to see if con cealed wires aud weights were not mak- the noise. They charge that the uncle is trying to depreciate the property and told Meiistrup tnat he was trying to gam p ssesfiou of the property. They are very much excit.-d over the affair. Tue wite of Mr. Meiistrup is very muon tnghtened over the sounds, and, though ueitner she nor her has and think tor a moment that it is ghosts, they want the mystery explained lor their own comfort, he thiuas they will be com pelled lo move. Another story told by Mr. Me 1 tmp is vhrt under the porch at the side ot the house is a queer spot of ground. The porch is prouabiy lour ice u from the ground, has green lattice work around it, and a small door to get in under it, leading iron the.basement, dome plunks cover the sunken spot about six leet long and two wide, or, as Mr. Meiistrup says, ‘just the size of a body.’’ Tue gri u.id keeps solt, and Mr, Larrou a former occupant of the house, dug down probably a foot and still found tne eartn soft. Larson would not dig any further. Jamie’s Old Watch. Happing ataJallDoor. The construction of a theatre in London entirely of iron, within as well as without, is exciting much comment, and it augments the discus sion of the part iron is to play in the architecture of the future. For the exterior iron is objectionable, since ic warps when exposed to a high tempera ture, and is therefore fatal to a building iu immediate proximity to a great con flagration. It is not desirable to have the number of iron fronts along Broad way or other streets increased, but the use of iron for the interior of struct ures designed to be fireproof might with advantage be much extended. Builders have only begun to understand its value for interior finishing and orna mentation. The interior of the Temple Court building gives a hint as to what might be done in the substitution of iron for wood in interior work. There is no reason why a particle of wood should be introduced into great busi ness structures and apartment houses which need to be thoroughly fireproof, and even in private buildings the use of iron for Intenor work is likely to Increase as soon as artists devote pro per attention to its adaptation for decorative service. The cities of a country which sacrifices $80,000,000 a year in the tiames ought not to be slow to recognize the advantage of a more extensive nse el iron in architecture) In a political not which occurred hi Shelby ville, Ind., on the evening of Oc tober 9,1880, Ed. Kennedy, 17 years old, shot and Killed Albert McCarkle, the county sheriff. In the excitement that followed the shooting, Kennedy made his escape, and notwithstanding his boyish apinjarauco and inexperience with the world, he managed to elude the best detectives in the country. In spite of the $1,000 reward that was offered for his return, Pinkerton could not ibid him and gave the case up. At 3 o’clock on the lOtn of October, 1883. the county sheriff was awakened by some one knocking at the jail door, and on answering the call, was confronted by Kennedy, who walked inside and surrendered himself. When this was made known on the lOtli, an interview was sought with the prisoner, but lie steadfastly refused to say one word con cerning his escape or his whereabouts since tne day of the shooting. It is ge nerally supposed that the boy’s friends have been iu communication with him and in consultation with different law firms, and that his surrender lias been brought about through these channels. The murder is viewed according to the political faith of the individuals present at the time. Democrats claim the snooting was cold-blooded, while Re publicans are of the opinion that the boy acted in self-defence. The trial cau only determine this. The case will probably be called at the December term of court. Blind Cattle. Cattle men say that there are hun dreds of cattle on the Humboldt that are perfectly blind. So far no cause can be assigned for the disease. A scum forms over the ball of the eye en tirely depriving the animal of sight. A few have but one eye attacked. The blindness lasts about twenty days, and, naturally, the animal not being able to travel in search of food, loses consider able flesh. From what we can learn the same disease attacked the stock in that vicinity about seven years ago,and with very few exceptions they recover ed in about three weeks. There does not ” c em to have been any efforts made by stock owners to cure the disorder, they leaving nature to effect a cure in its own way. On Brush street, near Jefferson ave nue, Detroit, for an hour the other day a bruised aud battered dumb watch and clmiu lay iu the gutter, where some foot bad kicked it from the walk, if anyone gave the toy a second glance It was to realize that some child had lost or flung it away. The case was battered, the face scratched and scarred, and no body would tarn aside to pick it up. By aud by a curious procession came up from tbe Brush street depot. It was composed of a man and his wife, bjth past 50 years of age, aud four children, the youngest of whom seemed to be about 12. They were spread out on walk and street, heads down and moving slowly, and there was a look of anxiety on every face. Borne one asked the man if he had lost his wallet, and he replied: “No, not that. Somewhere as we came along we lost our Jamie’s watch.” • Very valuable?” “Well, sir, not so far as money goes, but it's a relic of the dead, and, sir— and .” “Oh, it was an old dumb watch, eh?” “Yes, sir! ’ “You’ll find it iu the gutter up by that post.” The entire family made a rush for the spot, aud the watch had no soouor been lifted than the mother kissed it aud the children shouted their exultation, “It may seem foolish to you, sir,” explained the husband, as he slyly wiped at something liks a tear in the corner of bis eye, “tint it’s a long twelve years since Jamie died. Tuat watch was tne first toy I ever bought him. We’ve been burned out of house and home twice since he died aud that’s the only scrap of relic left us ot the little one. Yon see it’s old and beut but money couldn’t buy it. Every time we look nt it we can cull up his blue eyes and chubby face, aud the thought that he is waiting for us up there almost answers for a meal with mother.” •‘Are you going away?” “Yes—across the ocean to our o’.d bo.ee iu England. We must leave the dead behind. Had we lost the watch 1 ■ <e!ieve the mother would have broken her heart. Bo long as we have it the boy’s face comes np to us. We can almost hear his laugh again, aud it seems more like we had laid him away to sleep for an hour or two. Tuauk Heaven that we have it! It’s Jamie’s, sir, and wo are never to see his grave agaiu. • The Saratoga Tablets. Spots in the county of Saratoga, New York, on the territory included wkhln the lievolutionary battle ground, have been designated on which are to be erected stone tablets, commemorative ot the critical movements of that con flict. Trie Schuylerville monument stands on the ground where the surren der of the British forces took place. The battles of September 19 and October 7, 1777, were fought seven miles distant. For the purpose of mar king this historic ground three tablets are being prepared. The Hon. George West contributes one to mark Free man’s farm, where the first “Battle of Saratoga” was fought and where the British held their entrenchment camp until Ootober 7th. Tbe tablet was contributed by the Hon. George West of Ballston Spa. Number two mirks the spot where the Americans made the first attack on the British lines on October 7th. Mrs. John V’. L. Pruyn of Albany was the donor. Close by the above is the spot where General Fraser fell under the charge by Mor gan’s riflemen. That is marked by the tablet contributed by Mr. Joseph W. Drexel of New York. The next monu ment is at Fort Neilson, which marks the northwest angle of the American fortifications near the headquarters of Generals Morgan, Arnold ami Poor. The stone is furnished by the Hon. James M. Marvin of Saratoga Springs. Tablet five marks the eastern angle of the intrenched camp of the Americans. It is the gift of Mr. Giles Slocum of Wisconsin. The sixth is within the American intrenchment on Mill creek, near the river road, and marks the ex treme outpost of the camp, where the Hessians were checked in their advance made September 19. Contributed by the Hon, Hamilton Fish of Fultonville. The last tablet marks the spot where the British were compelled to retreat on the night of October 7, which pre ceded their march to Old Saratoga (now Schuylerville). Tills tablet was provided for by the late Senator Webs ter Wagner of Palatine Bridge. The Saratoga Journal adds to the list the statement that other tablets are to be erected where ii is suggested import ant manoeuvres took place. Kmrljr Morning In Tbe Alp*. On the 13th of September, 188-3, we opened our shutters at 4 A, M. and looked out. The air below was dead calm, tbe firmament studded with stars of many glories; no cloud was visible anywhere, while a belt of daffodil in the East announced the approach of dawn. No contrast could have been greater with the corresponding day of last year. At 6 A. M. vapor had al ready risen, the precipitation of which had produced soft clouds which, teased by the motion of the upper air, broke incessantly into iridescent tinges. Low down, gray streaks and patcues were seen over the valley of tbe Rhone. These gradually augmented till they choked the valley, rose above its bound ing ridge, and poured themselves in cascades down upon the great Aletsch Glacier. From the sides of the moun tain, in clear air, spurted incipient clouds, resembling the puff of a gun or theamoke of a suddenly lighted fire. Later on Italy sent us over the South ern heights vast scrolls and many-tuf- ted ridges of cloud, the “tufts” glea ming with a lustre more dazzling than that of the whitest snow. Everything lives, flourishes and de cays, everything dies, but nothing is lost, for the great principle in this life only changes its form, and the destruc tion of oue generation is the vivifica tion of the next THE VERDICT -OF- THE PEOPLE BUY THE BEST! Mb. J. O. Boao—Dear sir: I i.ougnt cue nr*' Davis Macblne sold by you over Qve yeara ago lot my wife, w Ho has given it h long and fair c-ial. 1 am weU pleased wltn it. It never alvei any rouble, and is as good as when lint bought. J. W. bOLicx. Wlnnsboro, S. C., April 1841 Mr. Boag: You wish to Know what 1 have to say in regard to the Davis Machine bought of you three f ears ago. I feel i can’t say too much In its lavor ma le about 180,no within live months, au lines running it so fast that the needle wouid get per fectly hot from friction. I feel confident I could not have done the same work with as much ease and so well with any other machine. No time lost m adjusting attachments. The lightest running machine 1 have ever treadled. Br dher James ana Williams’ families are as much pleased with their Davis Machines nought or you. I want no better machine. As I said before, I don’t think too much can lie said for tbe Davis Machine. Heapeutfnlly, T.I.LKN r-TEVHN'SON, Fairfl-ld County, Apri', 1888. Mr. boag : My uiHcmne gives ms perfect satis faction. 1 had no fault with It. The attachments a' e so simple, i wish for no better than the Davis Vertical Feed. Respectfully. Mrs. R. Millimu. Fairfield county, Apri’, 1SS3. M r. Boag : 1 uougnt a navis Vertical toed wing Machine from yon foaryears ago. t am lighted with it. It never has given me an; o tilde, and has never been the leaatnut of order, t is as good as wneu I nrst bought it. 1 cau cheerfully recommtnd it. Respectfully, Mrs. M. J. KiBkLANU. Mouttcello, April SO, 1883. This is to certify that I nave bsen using a flavu Vertical Feed Sewing Machine for over cw 'years, purchased of Mr. J. U. Boag. I haven’t foca l 11 possessed of any fault—all the attachments are so simple. It never refuse* to worn, aud is certainly th o lightest running in the market. I consider it a first class uaemne. Very respectfully. Minnie M. WilungBao. Oakland, Fairfield county. S. (!. Mr Boag : 1 am weu pieassa m every parttciu with the navis Machine nought of you. 1 titink a first-oiaas maculae In every respect. You knew S ou sola several maoulnei of th* same make to merent memoere ot our families, all ot waoin, aa far as I know, are well p,eased wita them. Keepectfuily, Mbs. M. a. Mosley. Fairfield county, April, lain. This Is to certify we nave nai tu oonitAit usa the Davis Machine bought of you about mree years ago. As we uke tn work, and have mads tue price of it several times over, we dou’t want air better machine. It is always ready to do any kina ot work we nave to do. No puckcrlugor skipping eiltches. We canomyeay we are well p.eaici anu wish ao better machine, < ATHIRINB WVLtl AND SlSTSn. April ii, 18S8. I have no taultto find with my nuohne, aud don’t want any belter. I have m i le tue pans ot It severs times oy taking lu eewing. It is always ready to do us work. I think It a first-cl am ms chine. I feel I cant say too much for tas Davis Vertical Feed Machine. Mas. Thomas Smith. Fairfield county, April, 1M3. ’•DearSir: it give* ms nMot Its oft Mr. J. O. Boag- pleasure to testify to tue merits of the Davis Ver ileal Feed Sewing Machine. The machine 1 got ot you about live years ago. has been almost 1. oou siaut use ever since that time. I onnooi see tbat it is worn any, aud has not cost me one cont foi repairs since we nave had it. Am well please I and dou’t wish tor any better. Yours tru'y, i\OST. Crawford, Granite Ucarry, near Wlnnsboro S. C. We have used the Davis Vertical Fuel dewing Machine for the last five years. We would not have any other make at any price. The machine has given us unbounded satisfaction. Very respectfully, Mrs. W. K. Turner and Daughters i Fairfield county, S. C., Jan. 81,1833. Having bought a Davie Vertical Feed Sewing Machine from Mr. J. O. Boag some three years ago, and It having given me perfect satisfaction In •very resiieci asa lamUy maumne. bom tor hea<y aud Itght sewing, ana never needed the least re pair hi any way, i can cueerfuliy recommend It to any one as a first-class maculn in every partlcu lar, and think It second to none. It Is one ot the simplest machines made; my cnil’iren use It wit i all ease. The attacoments are more easily ad justed and it doe< a greater range of work by means of its Vertical reed than a o other ma chine I have ever seen or used. Mrs. Thomas Owinm. Wlnnsb iro, Fairfield county, S. C. We have ha<l one or the DavH Machine* about four years aud have always found it ready to do all kinds ot worn we nave nai occas.on to aa Can’t see ihat the machine is worn any, and works aa well as wnen new. Mrs. W. J. Crawford, Jackson's Creek, Fairfield county, S». C. My wife is highly pleased with the Da«& Ma chine bought or you. Sue would not take douola wnat sue gave for It. Tbe maculae ha* uot been out of order since she had it, and she can Jo any kind of work on .t. Very Kespectfully, Jas. 7. Fksa Monttcello, Fairfield county, S. c. Tbe Davis Sewing Machine W sltnplv a D'ens ure Mrs. J. a. goodwtn. Ridgeway, N. C’.. Jan. 10. lo83. <1,0 Boag, Ksq., Agent- Dear Sir: My wife has oeen using a uavis Sewing Machine constant ly for tue past four years, an i it oas never needed any repairs an i works just as weU as when first bought. She says It wdl do a greater range of practical work end do it easier and barer than any machine she uai ever used. We cneerfuliy recommend It as a No. 1 family machine. Your truj, Jas. Q. Davis. Winiiabjro, 9. C„ J,an. 3, 1893. Mr. Boag : 1 hate always louud my Davis Ma chine ready do ai. kinds ot to work I nave had oc u*aion to do. t c-innut see that the machine la worn a particle aud ,t works as wed as wpsn new. Respectfully, Mbs. R. C. Goopiso. Wlnnsboro, S. C., April, 1883, Mr. Boag : My wife has been coustaMy using IT e Davis Machine bought of y ou a oou: five years ako. I have never regretted buy mg it, as it le Always ready for any kind of family sewing, either Heavy or light. Ill* nevaroutoi fix or ueenuig i e pair*. Very respectfully, A. W. USD. Fairfield, AC., March, 1881