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I~ Vj A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. VoL X. WEDNESDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 23, 1874. THE HERALD 1S PUBLISHED EVERY WENESDAY MORNMG, It Newberry C. la-s BY THOS. r , GRENKEB Editor and Proprietor. Termsq $e.50 perJiUf, Invariably in Advance. 0:/ The paper is stopped at the expiration of tine for which it is paid. K7- The >o mark denotes expiration of sub scription. THlE NEI-I YORK TRIBE, 61he Leading Amerieam Newspaper." FOUINDED) BY HORACE GREELEY* In the recent elections the people have declared in favor of honesty ipotcs and independence to Journalism.. TiaEBti-56!L. which years ago declared that it was not and never more would be a paTy organ, claims the verdict as the popu lar vindicationi of its course, and recognizes in theresult the voice of the people for retorm, and Integrity in governament, for candor and inde pendence among newspa pers. During the cam V&!Fn which has ju:Tclosed Tax TamnR has IAA m.aintained its right to the title of the ,-Leading American Newspaper." This=ostion, it has earned and retained for the floing, amomg ether regmons: it P@bbes all the news, earlier, more fMly, rjjie, ftteftIently than any otherpae pee 7gotthe whe cn try, the right loca self-government, andth iAscu of 0chumin tte exercise of their it sAvocates coplidenceand good feeling be treen North and South, and labors for an hon eit and abiding reconciliation. It maintains f2irnews and candor toward all public men and questions, and dignity and cour. Mes toward associates and rival&. It publishes scientific news, reports discuRsions snd discoveries to a decree of fallness and aca zacy never before att bdy any paper. It gives every week ten or more column of the Most carefully prepared agicultural matter du ring the year, much more in the aggregate than the entire contents of azy other agricultural Vublicatio=6 and the vtoledbraiiniga aepartment of which an eminext agricultural editor said: "It has done mere to make good farmers than sLy other indueuce which ever existed."7 ItU haspmb,isbed a series of scientific and liter Ory e;&aswi biclive met a wider sale and mnore 606atkc popular approvia than any similar pubicatfofi76fthe *ind. WHAT THE MUTTHMR PFMSS SAY OF IHE 7RUML. We consider Tuz Tam=UN a very valuable isver,-Asheyflle %.SC, CMten. Tmm Wsw YoRx, iu ;-krn." its faithful and asarsin,ePOS're of outrage ulanilers on Ala =aaaiohr States, has d one immnenseservice '*1aftd justAim-Mcon, Ga., Telegraph and 'o'-an%- W-s Vnv-lor TWMEUXX for its BY MRS. BREAZEALE. LOVE IN WINTER. BY ROBERT BUCHANAN. I. "Oh, love is like the roses, And every rose shall fall, For sure as Summer closes They perish, one and all. rhen love, while leaves are on the trees, And birds sing in the bowers; When winter comes, too late 'twill be To pluck the happy flowers. :t is a maiden singing, An ancient girl, in sooth; [he dizzy room is ringing With her shrill song of youth; rhe white keys sob as swift she tries Each shrill and shrieking scale: 'Oh, love is like the toses!" cries This muslined nightingale. n a dark corner dozing I close my eyes and ears, kud call up, while reposing, A glimpse from other years; k genre-picture, quaint and Dutch, t I see from this dark seat, Tis full of human brightness, such As makes remembrance sweet. II. Flat leagues of endless meadows (In Holland lies the scene), 6Vhere many pollard shadows O'er nut-brown ditches lean; Xray clouds above that never break, Mists the pale sunbeams stripe, 6Vith groups of steaming cattle, make A landscape "after Cayp." k windmill, and below it A cottage near a road, iVhere some meek pastoral poet Might make a glad abode; k cottage with a garden, where Prim squares of pansies grow, Lod, sitting on agarden-ebair, A dame with locks of snow. 1 n trim black, trussed and bodiced, With petticoat of red, LAnd on her bosom modest A kerchief white bespread. klas! the breast that heaves below Is shriveled now and thin, 'hough vestal thoughts as white as snow I Still palpitate within. Eler hands are mittened nicely, And folded on her knee; Eer lips, that meet precisely, Are moving quietly. She listens while the dreamy bells O'er the dark fiats intone Now come, now gone, in dying swells The Sabbath-sounds are blown. Eer cheek a withered rose is, Her eyes a violet dim; Ealf in her chair she dozes, And hums a happy hymn. Bt soft! what wonder makes her start And lift her sged head, WVhile the fain t flutterings of her.heart Just touch her cheeks with red? he latch clicks; through the gateway An aged wight steps slow,1 hen pauses, doffing straightway His broad-brimmed gay chapean! Swallow-tailed coat of blue so grand, With buttons bright beside, e wears, and in his trembling hand A nosegay, ribbon-tied. His thin old legs trip lightly In breeches of nankeen, His wrinkled face looks brightly, So rosy, fresh and clean; or old he is and wrinkled plain, With locks of golden gray, And leaning on a tasseled cane, He bobbles on his way. Oh, sky-lark, singing over The silent mill hard by, To this so happy lover Sing out with summer-cry! He hears thee, though his blood is cold, She hears, though deaf and weak; She stands to greet him, as of old, A blush upon her cheek. In Spring-time they were parted By some sad wind of woe; Forlrn and broken-hearted Each faltered, long ago; They parted: half a century Each took the path of pain He lived a bachelor, and she Was never wooed again. But when the Summer ended. When Autumn, too, was dead, When every vision splendid Oyouth and hope was fled, Againthese twain came face to face As in the long ago; They met within a sunless place in the season of the snow. "Oh, love is like the roses, Love comes and love must flee! Before the summer closes Love's sapture and love's glee!" Oh peace! for In the garden there Hebows in raiment gay, Doffs hat, and with a courtly air Presents his fond boulquet. One day in every seven, While church-bells softly ring, The happy, silent heaven Beholds the self-same thing: The gay old boy within the gate, With ribbons at his knee; "When winter comes is love too late?" 0 Cupid, look and see! Oh, talk not of love's rapture, When yo4thful lovers kiss; What mortal sight may capture A scene so sweet as this ? Beside her now he sits and glows, While prim she sits, and proud, Then, spectacles upon his nose, Reads the week's news aloud! Pure, with no touch of passion, True, with no tinge of pain: Thus, in sweet Sabbath-fashion, They live their love again, She sees in him a happy boy Swift, agile, amorous-eyed; He sees in her his own heart's joy Youth, hope, love vivified! Contet there he sits smoking His long Dutch pipe of wood; Gossiping oft and joking, As a gay lover should, And oft, while there in company They smile for love's sweet sake, Her snuff-box black she bands, and he A grave, deep pinch doth take I There gravely juvenescenlt, In sober Sabbath-joy, Mingling the past and present, They sit, a maid and boy! "Oh, love is like the roses!-o Thou foolish singer, cease! Love finds his fireside 'mid the snow, And smokes the pipe of peace! (%3ntleman'eUssMdaIne. ti WINNING A NEW DRES. in m "Such a -boautiful new silk as Urs. Loith has got," exclaimedt l'om Vernon's wife as they were 1ating, breakfast. "The loveliest shade of a lavender, and trimmed T ith Laco that must have cost at east three dollars a yard." It's ust exquisite !" "Of course," laughed Tom: "I an foresee what all this enthu iasm is loading to. My little ousehold divinity has an idea in VC er head that she would look well n lavender silk." "I did not say anything of the ind," said Mrs. Vernon , but Tom nev by the way she said it that sh e had guessed pretty near the ruth. "And the way in which she got t makes it all the more enjoyable he says," went on Mrs. Vernon. .so You know Leith's always telling iea ow easy it is to get the start of a roman in a joke, or anything of hat kind. It seems Mrs. Leith ot the start of him in some way, dc mnd he felt so cheap over it that ie promised to get her the pretti- u st dress in regard to it. That's he way she earned her lavender ilk." "Poor Leith f" laughed Tom. 1 don't pity him, though. He 0 ~lo ught to be able to hold his own th Nith a woman. I'd like to see a woman get the start of me I" "I'll tell you what I'll do," said fa grs. Vernon, with a merry twin e in her eye, and a view to busi- hi iess. I'll agree to get the start of th ou in some way if you'll get me W lavender silk." "Agreed I" responded Tom.- K 'But I'm afraid you won't have a our new dress very soon, my p lear." in "See if I don't," said Mrs. Ver 0on, w.isely. "It isn't such a hard fr hing to got the start of you men is you think it is. We could do t any day if we cared to try.' th "Oh !" laughed Tom, giving her B i kiss as be spoke,' "we are not tr yoncited at all; are we !" "Not the least," answered his s pretty wife; "you wait and see Low the case stands by and by." "Well, I'll wait," answered Tom, rushing round distractedly in search of his hat. "Where the s ickens ?-I hear the train comn ng, and I've only three minutes ci to get to the depot in. Oh, here it is, good-bye, Kittie, and remem- b ber, I predict that you will lose t your new silk dress," and with v another kiss he was ->ff. "Rather a poor show for conm y fort," thought Tom Vernon, two r three days after, as he entered bi a crowded car and looked about him for a vacant seat. Every seat was occupied. The poor fellow thought he had got to make the best of it and take a standing ride homeward, when a young lady, at least he considered she was a young lady from her ( style ofdress,but couldn't be certain r of anything, because her face was hidden under a bro'vn veil, beckon- t ed him toward her, and offered him half her seat. Tom was always very suscepti- ca ble. The fair sex had kept his heart in a continual flutter before d he married. Now, he felt sure that there wasn't a woman like Kittie in the world, and yet he couldn't overcome his susceptibil ity. A pair of' bright eyes be- a witched him for the time being. A smile from the pretty face was too much for him to resist. c .Therefore, when this veiled lady a, offered him a seat beside her, Tom, with a face that w~as very expres- 1 sive of the pleasure with which he accepted the offeri, came for ward and sat down, wondering who it could be behind the brown veil. Some young lady who knew a, him by sight, he was pretty sure, because there was something in the trim little figure that seemed rather faimiliar to him.r The train started with a jerk, and the young lady was nearly twitched off the seat. Tonm help. t ed her to become settled, and in v some way his band got entangled b with hers, and he didn't try to r disentangle it. The young lady didn't seem to have any very so- t rious objections to the situation, t for she permitted Tom's fingers to , cling to her own daintily gloved d one under cover of her shawl. f Tom said something once or e twice, but the lady didn't seem in- c lined to talk much. I it was perhaps a half-hour's I ride from the city to the place t where Tom got off. A half-hour doesn't seem very long for Tom to get up a flirtation with,his young f laycmainfneo wc lad companion.a Oncwe o tic t he wandm-ad what hia wife would 1 PATTERSON'S BOY. BY SLOPER. It is a true saying that "there e no days like the old days," id, indeed, there is no fiction so 11ghable as the real, humorous cidents of our boyhood days, at aRt to us, who can so vividly re ember every look and gesture of me comic adventure or incident, or which at the time we so near split our sides, that we can't ar to have a woman's finger pok us in the ribs even to this day ithout getting excited. With this brief prelude, I will trod ace "Pattersou's Boy." Now has always been an unanswered iestion, "Who struck Billy Pat rson ?" but I am fully prepared answer for "Patterson's Boy," d solemnly declare that it wasn't who pulled the string. In my younger days "Patter 's Boy" and I used to go for a rimming bath every Sunday orning during the summer in the hio river. We would go at an ear hour, before sunrise, and, as he as a sleepy-headed youth, it re ired a voice of thunder to rouse m from his snoring. I got tired the strain on my lunvs. and of eing so many night-capped heads ked out of the neighboring win ws, so I suggested to "Patter n's Boy" that he tie a string to s big toe every Saturday night, ith the other end tied to the ace, and I could just quietly and nti pull the string, and wake m without disturbing the neigh ~rs. This plan worked well for a ne, but one night "Patterson's >y" could not find any other ring to attach to his too, but a rong, closely twisted cotton cord, lled in the West a troll-line, rong enough to hold the largest h in the river; so be tied the ringsetirlyto hist6oe, 6id with e other end fastened to the ce, he wvent to sleep in all the 'eet security, of innocence, and on his childlike snore was ming g with the joyous music of katy ds and jar bugs. There was also other innocent youth who lived ross the street from the pater 1l mansion of "Patterson's Boy." he course of true love never did n smooth." Now, of course, these boys ved each other, but a little un easantness sprang up once be een thorn, owing to a little me of marbles in which "Patter n's Boy" came out.so far ahead at the other boy could never un ~rstand it; and it had been a zle to him ever since, although never cast any imputation on ec honor of "Patterson's Boy," rd, generously overlooking it, he ved him as well as ever, and 'ould go over and eat pie with im, whenever they had a baking Patterson's. One morning, however, this y got up early to solve the pro. lem of that game, and seeing the ~ring tied to the fence, he thought iat might throw some light on ie subject, especially as he knew ae other end was tied to the toe of Patterson's Boy." Now Patter mn's calf was lying down by the ne near the string, so the boy ent up quietly, and patted the df on the head, and petted it un I he had gained its confidence by sse pretences, and then he unfast ned the string from the fence and jed it on over the little stubby orns of the calf; then he went ver and sat on the gate-post to ratch the result. In a few minutes I came walk g along to wake "Patterson's oy" for our swsim, and when I pproached the fence the calf imped up in fright, and started n a run across the lot. I heard terrible racket inside, and the ambling over of tables, and chairs, *nd then a yell from "Patterson's oy"as he came through the win ow with nothing on but his shirt, ,nd, with a kind ot "halflbammon" op, step and jump, he went after hat calf; while the tail of his shirt ailed out on the breeze and flop ied liked an election banner on a -indy day. Away they went around the Tard, over, the wood-pile, through he garden, over beans, and peas, .nd tomato vines, and then disap eard in the corn, where the rat io of the dried corn blades and he yell ot "Patterson's Boy" was 1l that indicated anything inte esting down there. But, rockety lack, they came back again, and 'Patterson'eBoy" had taken a leath grip on that line to relieve he unpleasant strain on his toe, Lnd as the calf had got warmed p to his work.. they wer making petm. time than ever. .y if she knew all about it. But en it was just to pass away the 1 me, and there wasn't any harm it. Merely an innocent anuse en t. Just before reaching the station here Torn lives, the train passed rough a tunnel. Into this tunnel plunged the a] ain on this memorable evening. aI Le lamps had not been lighted in e car, and (f course everything is wrapped in midnight dark '5S. "May I have a kiss ?" whisper- sc M, leaning toward the brown 1 ii. "Just one," he pleaded. There wasn't any reply in words, i t Tom, whose arm had stolen out the silent young lady's w tist, felt a curious tremble shake r. He didn't know but what e was laughing at him. it "Silence gives consent," said p >m, and pulled an ay the brown te il and plumped a whoppUig kiss tc mewhere in the vicinity of the r. Just then the train dashed out the tunnel, and Tom hoped to d the face of his queer com nion. But the brown veil was 0 wn. The train stopped, and Tom got. to get off. w So did his companion. A cold shiver ran all over him. hi hat if the story should leak out!o se He hurried out of the car, and )ked around at the door, to find e brown veil close behind him. d He made a plunge for the plat- . rm, but he couldn't escape his li Le. The brown veil followed *' fe "Who the dickens can it be ?" 9 ought Tom. "If it's any one hi o's going to stay here awhile, b ittie will be sure to hear of it, d I don't know how I could ex ain it to her satisfactorily. Wo- B en are so particular." st "Hello, Tom I" called out a s iend, coming up just then. "Just & >m the.city ?". st "Yes," said Tom, vho was medi ting a hasty retreat. "Who is st at woman in the brown veil, rnard ? She came up on the f si with me." "That woman in the brown veil?" sC id Bernard, looking about among I e crowd; "I don't see any." di Tom breathed freer. ai "1 don't see her now. I don't a ow who she was, but there was fl mething kind of familiar- in her" >pearancc, I fancied. Good gra- ri ous?" Tom's last remark was caused Ic r the appearance at his elbow of P e identical lady in the brown t' "I'd like to walk home with s< )u, if you have no objection," t me said, with a queer little trem- d e in her voice, as if a laugh were P t far back of it. h "W\~ith me !" cried Tom, aghast il [-that is-"a "Oh, it doesn't make any differ- I( ce," laughed the lady, and Tom'11s ~ res were something worth seeing h hen he heard that laugh. "Dear a ar ! It's too good to keep ! Oh, om! Don't you know me ?" b Up went the brown veil, and b icre stood Kitty, her face per- 5 ictly convulsed with merriment. t "I'll be shot if it isn't my wife !" t ,ied Tom, looking as he wanted C faint, or do something equally iverting. "Didn't kniow your own wijfe !" red Bernard. "I declare, if that " n't the richest joke of the season. C say, Tom, I must tell the boys t' bout that. Oh I must really." "Just one," whispered Kittic to C 'om, with her eyes full of mis- t biet. "Silence gives consent." Wouldn't you like another one ?" C Tom's face was as red as the rose i Kittie's hat. "If you'll keep still about that__" "You'll get me that lavender ' ilk," finished Kittie. "Yes, I'll do it," cried Tom.- J Just say it's a bargain." C "And you'll never do so again ?" ~ dded Kit.tie. t "Never, as sure as my name's ~ 'om Vernon," said Tom, solemn C "Well on these terms, I agree ~ say nothing about it, but-it as so rich !" and Kittie couldn't ~ el laughing till she cried, "Oh, .om, to think of it !" Tom declares that he knew who e lady in the brown veil was all e time, but he can't make his 3 riife believe it. She got the laven er silk, and the transaction bids ~ iir to be a lucky one for her, be- I ause if she wants any thing she has ily to say: "Just one I" and "Si. ynce gives consent!" and Tom, >oking decidedly sheepish, is sure o come to terms. A belle, upon being asked her ather's profession, said he "em 'amed pork," she believed. .He1 nwa a beon-curer.I I They made all the near cuts and and sharp turns and curves around that yard; they upset barrels and pans, broke down all the pretty flowers in the front yard, they knocked down a shelf; and smash ed all the jars of preserves, and then they disappeared for a mo inent under the woodshed, where "Patterson's Boy" could be heard thumping his head among the old traps piled up there. But it never got really lively and interesting until the calf up set the bee-hive. Then the buz zing of the bees, on that sweet Sabbath morning, was so -sugges tive of the land where milk and honey flows that it was strange if "Patterson's Boy," didn't appre ciate it. I think he did, from the way he hopped, and danced, and yelled and kicked and roared. By this time Patterson came out, and got an old scythe, and mowed around with it until he cat that blasted old string, and got his only son in the house, and by that time the neighbors began to c.ome in to look at him. They had put some more clothing on him, however, as that shirt he started out with was now all gone. You couldn't reasonably expect a shirt to last that boy long, scal loping around as "Patterson's Boy" did that morning. I went in to look at him too. It was interesting to look at him. His nose stuck out like a large, full-grown tomato; his ears were as large and thick as your hand; his mouth looked like a hole in a huckleberry dumpling; and his eyes-well, he didn't have any eyes; at least you couldn't see anv. It was an extraordinary occasion to the family, but when I asked him if he was going swimming with me, and that other boy want ed him to play marbles, the Pat terson family thought we didn't appreciate the situation ; and old Patterson lifted us with his boot. THE LENGTHENING YEARS OF MAN.-In an interesting paper by Dr. Edward Jarvis, in the fifth an nual report of the Massachusetts board of health, the following vital statistics, past and present, of va rious countries, strikingly show how the advance of civilization has prolonged life: In ancient Rome, in the period of 200 to 500 years after the christian era, the average duration of life in the most fsvored class was 30 years. In the present century the av erage longevity of persons of the same class is 50 years. In the sixteenth century the average longevity in Geneva was 21.21 years; between 1814 and 1833 it was 40.68, and as large a portion now live to 70, as lived to 43, 300 years ago. In 1693 the British government borrowed money by selling annuities on lives from in fancy upward, on the basis of the average longevity. The treasurer received the price and paid the annuities regularly as long as the annuitants lived. The contract was mutually satisfactory and pro fitable. Ninety-seven years later, Mr. Pitt issued another tontine or scale of annuities, on the basis of the same expectation of life as in the previous century. These latter annuitants, however, lived so much longer than their predecessors. that it proved to be a very costly loan for the government. It was found that while 10,000 of each sex in the first tontine died under the age of 28 only 5,772, males, and 9,416 females in the second tontine died at the same age of 100 years lter. The average life of the annul tants of 1693 was 26.5 years, while shose of 1790 lived 33 yea:-s and 9 months after they were 30 years old. From these facts, says Dr. Jarv is, it is plain that life, in many forms and manifestations, and pro bably in all, can be expended in vigor, intensity and duration, un der favorable circumstances amid which, and the conditions in which, any form of life is placed, should be brought into harmony with the law appointed for its be ig. A WORD TO WIVES--NO man ever truly prospered in the world without the co-operation of his wife. if she unite in mutual endeavors or reward his labors with an endearing smile, with what confidence will he resort to his merchandise or his farm, fly over lands, sail over seas, meet difficulty and encounter danger, knowing that his labor will be re warded by the sweets of home!I Solitude and disappointment enter the history of every man's life, and he*is but half provided for the voyage who finds an associate but for happy hours, while for months of darkness and distress no sym pathizinar partner is prepared. LONG-WINDED TALKERS. Mcn are often talked to death. It is a hard death to die. It is often the case that they have to die standing. The long-winded talker is worse than the drouth in June; he set tics down on you like a swarm of red-hot mosquitoes and acts as though he intended to stay. He never has anything of im portance to tall, if lie had he could do it in a minute. While he is talking to you he is always looking the other way, hunting up the next victim. He will hold you by the button and talk for three hurs and a quarter; and when he has got through you feel as weak as though you had just come out of a hot bath. Long-winded talkers are the very vainest of mortals; they don't never talk to interest you, but to amuse themselves. They are as cheerful and as flighty as a bladder blown up with the wind. You can't escape one of these fellows any more than you can an east wind. They are the worst thieves in the world, they steal time, a thing that cannot be replaced. I had rather be attacked by a two inch auger and a dozen gim lets all at once than have a long. winded talker get after me. They are worse than a female committee of five, to raise money to white wash the basement of the church. You cannot only get rid of the women, but make them all respect you by subscribing seven dollars, just about twice what it will cost to do the whitowashing.-Blings. A GIGANTIC PRoJECT.-The pro ject of converting a portion of the Sahara Desert into an inland sea continues to find favor, and it is un derstood thorough surveys with a view to determine the precise mode of accomplishing this object are under way by the French government. As to whether the result aimed at is desirable or not is at present a question of conside rable discussion. On the one hand, the replacing of a large amount of desert waste by water, and maiking seaports of interior points in Algeria, and the expected restoratiou of an ample rain-fall to various parts of northern Africa, are viewed with favorable anticipa tions. On the other hand, it is maintained that the sea will be simply an immense evaporation basin, which will soon be clogged up with salt ; or that a serious in terference will take place in the amount of heated air carried across the Mediterranean, which at present prevents the extension of the Alpine glaciers. Should this be interrupted, it is feared that increased glaciation will en sue, possibly restoring a large por tion of Central Europe to its con dition during the reindeer epoch. W hatever be the result of this great engineering operation, it is extremely probable that it will be attempted by the French authori ties. IN SEAsoN.-A lady once writing a letter to a young naval officer who was almost astranger,thought, "Shall I elose this as anybody would or shall I say a word for my Master?" and lifting up her for heart a moment, she wrote tell ing him that his constant change of scone and place was an apt illus tration of the words. "Here weo have no continuing city," and ask ed if he could say, "I seek one to come." In trembling hand she folded it and sent it off. Back came the answer: "Thank you so much for those kind words. My parents are dead. I am an orphan, and no one has spoken to me like that since my mother died long years ago." The arrow, shot at a venture, hit home, and the young man shortly after rejoiced in the fullness of the blessing oi the gospel of peace. Christians, how often do we close a letter "as anybody would," when we might say a word for Jesus. A singular circumstance is re ported to us by a gentleman from Booneville, Ky., who is reliable authority, as having recently oc. curred in that place. An old hen came off her nest with a brood of bran-new little chickens, hatched out all her eggs save one, which~ remained in the nest. The old at belonging on the premises took possessfionl of the nest and came oi with a flock of little cats and a chicken, she having hatched out the remaining egg. Tbe whole family are doing w*ll. Buflohs elbugaon Bflyo e h ars emledurlr.n a aventeen years old. 1ADVERTAbINC RATES@ Advertisements inserted at the rate at*$1.00 per square-one inch-forfirst insarim, and '75C. for each subsequent insertion. Double column aclvertdsements ten per cent on above. Notices of meetings, obituacies and Utute of respet, same rates per squarm as ordinay advertisements. Special notices in local eolumo 28 C=ts per line. Advertisemet not maxked wnt the tum bWr of insertions will be kept in l forbid and cbar.-ed accrdingly. SPecial contracts mt4e.with larmV adver tisers, with liberal dedm&vs.a vAbve rates. Done, with XwMmes and DfqakbI. TermsCwh. A NEW'WEAPON. The New Orleans PicAyune g%-,ives the annxed deseApItion of Lhe tic.atest instrament for*a street fitgbt that has yet been produced it is a weapon with a sinisterAnd cynical appearance that would make even the bravest man trem-, ble. lt consists firq;.of an ordinary pair of brass knuckles, .6ther -sharp, in order to produce a teling effect. To one one end is Attach ed a gimlet knife, to the otWr a revolver, whose trigger f6rxs one of the divisions of, th-e *r6ass knuckle. Thus armedsa ma'n might (lefy an army. If he were to get bold of one individual. man, the effect is appalling; every blowh he strikes with the k6aek4es -would not only break the assault 'ed per SOn'Is skall, but lodge a Ialf-dozen bullets in his heart, while 11e gim let attachment is cuUinginr*yy-at his throat. A. man':who bad b6en treated to that wexpon would be killed at -least a dozen tunies be fore he knew what- was the 'MAt ter; not only killed,, bui.so bat, tered, bruised,anCcut topics that a sardine bot would. PWVe a roomy coffin for- his rmainl3. Somebody ought to 'V'iie __'the. weaion; it deserves a nie. - .7PIiscellanueous. J. B. LEONARD & ., Wholesale and Retail Dealers in TORACCO, Imported and Domestic Segars, Of which we always have on hand a large and superior stock. Imported and Domestic Wines and Liquors OF BEST QUALITIES. Always in store Pure North Carolina C-RN WHISKEY, APPLE and PEACH BRANDIES. J. B. LEONARD & CO. Nov. 4, 44-3m. JN0. E. WEBB & O. COTTON BUYERS, Will always PAY TI1E HIGHEST MAR KET PRICES FOR COTTON, and also make LIBERAL ADVANCES to parties wishing to ship to either New York, Bos ton or Charleston. STORIGH !o STORIGE !I! STORIGE !!!I$GIs Parties wishing to-STORE COTTON will do well to call on MESSRS. JNO. E. WEBB & CO., who will store on the most reason able terms, also insure when desired. Sep. 23, 38-tf. F. N. PARKER,1 SUCCESSOR TO WEBB, JOES & PARIER (Between Pool's Hotel and the Post Office,) DEALER IN HA RNESS, SADDLES and LEATHER Havingboughtthe ENTIRE STOCK of the Harness and Saddle Manufactory of Messrs. Webb, Jones & Parker, I am pre pared to do all kinds of work in this line. Also will keep on hand for sale, HARNESS, SADDLES, &e., HARNESS LEATHER, SOLE LEATHER, UPPER LEATHER, &c., of the best and cheapest. REPAIRING and all work done to order At Cash Prices and at Shortest Notice Apr. 15, 15-tf. THE FALL SESSION OF THE NEWBERRY FEMNJALE ACADEMY WILL COMMENCE ON THE 16TH SEPT. A. P. PIFER, A. M., Principal, WITH COMPETENT ASSISTANTS. The advantages afforded by this institu tion for a thorough and complete educa tion, are second to no other in the State, while the Tuition is low, viz: from $12.50 to $22.50 in advance, or on satisfactory securities. Boarding in private families at moderate rates. For further particulars enquire of the Secretary of the Board, Mr. S. P. Boozer, or of A. P. PIFER, July 29, 30-tf. Principal. A. B. MORRISON, MEWANT TILOR, NEWBERRY, S. C. Having permanently located in Newber ry, I respectfully inform the citizens of the t'OWn and surrounding country, that I am prepared to execute all orders which may be entrusted to me in my line. My long experience as a Merchant Tailor, makes me confident that I will give entire satisfaction, and all I ask is a fair trial. Cutting in the latest style, and all work done in the neat est manner. Place of busincss over Capt. J. F. Speck's Jewelry Store. Cleaning and Repairing done promptly. Sep. S0, 39-4m. WM. C. BEE & CO., FACTORS .AND COMMISSION MERCHAINS, Adger's Wharf, Charleston, 8. 0, Liberal advances made upon consignments of Cotton and other produce to them in Charleston, or through them to their cor respondents in Liverpool, New York and Baltimore. Particular aten.iON given to Sale of upland Cotton. W. C. BEE, jEUGENE P. JERvEY, TEO. D. JERvEY, jLAURENS N. Ca1soLx. Oct. 28, 43-4m. OUR MONTHLY, Is a religious Magazine. Advocates Brotherly love among Chris Has a Local Department. Advocates Temperance. Scientific and Literary Notes. Twenty-four Pages and Cover. SUBSCRIPTION, $1.00. SubscriptOns received at the Newberry HERL Ofce, WM. P. JACOBS, Nov. 11, 45-tf. Clinton, S. C. NEWBERRY MERCHANTS GET A GREAT DEAL OF TRADE FROM LAURENS COUNTY. They will find it to their advantage to ad vertise in eOUR MONTHLY, Nov.11, 45-tf. CLINTON, S. C. JOHN C. DIAL, COLUMBIA, S. C., -Has a full stock of Building Material, )Carpenters', Blacksmiths', Masons' and Tan ners' Tools. All goods warranted as represented. sPrices as low as the lowest for good goods. Orders with the cash, or satisfactory re ferences, promptly attended to. 1 o.4- 9m