The Newberry herald. (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, April 28, 1875, Image 1

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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Mis,66My, News, Agriculture Markets &c Vol. XI. WEDNESDAY MONNG PRIL 28, 1875. No. 17 THE HERALD 1S PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING3 It Newberryt S. C. BY TH08*. F. GRMMMKtR Editor and Proprietor. 2*r=s6, $2.50 per effnum, Invariably in Advance. 07 The p asop&at the expiration of time for wai- It is,94re U7 The X4 mark denotes expirution or Sub THE WORKER TO THE DRE&MYER. Fling away idle fancies, They but weaken heart and brain Break the pleasant dreamy fetters, Of romasnce's shining chain. Come out from the mysty kingdom Tbou bastUlDgered there too long, Come out girded as for battle, Armor true and spirit strong. Sit no longer by the waters Harken to their murmurs sweet Up! while yet the morning shineth Then go forth With earnest feet! Cast away the idle dreaming! Work with ardor, willing, brave, For, oh, dreamer! life is actiori; Aid to act-a duty brave. Ste*p and ragged is thvemountain, Yet the faithful toilers say, Wben they gain its hallow'd summit, "Blessed was our weary way." So to thee, when thou hast battled Bravely, nobly, for the right Will they labor, though a burden, Seem, with sweet content, but light. Truth and error wage a warfare, ODaustt In this world of ours; We have need of champions fearless Ome from dreamland's rosy bowers. Cast away the Idle fascies, They will camber thee in life, Be henWeorth a warrior mighty Earnest in a glorious strife! HE WANTS A MOTHER-INO LAW. ated by clawing out her antagonist's eye, without Susan being present, I as in duty bound, to prevent hos- I tilities. In revenge of the injury sustained by the feathered biped, E the luckless expectant plumeless one was smnmarily dismissed and i disinherited in favor of me, her i lawful and "beloved nephew," as the old lady styled me in her will. s May be, some thought of old love t for marrying my father, came back, t as such thoughts often do, and visit I those in death who in life have a sternly repelled them. Be this as it may, I suddenly found myself a r rich man, just when, I felt that riches, without Mary Somers, were c valueless. I pensioned poor Susan, I and also the cat and the parrot, 1: who, being annuitants, lived, I need v not say, to a good old age. My v aunt's-legacy, still invested in the t funds, formed a comfortable pro vision, and removed the spur of ne- v cessity from my professional efforts. o One day I received a letter from v John Tolmer saying- that he felt b very uneasy about his only daugh- s ter's state of health. "She has had v a severe attack of scarlatina in the spring, and, probably from wanting a a mother's watchful care," these t] words were written very tremulous- si ly, "had never since properly re gained her strength." He had i sent her to town under thecare*of;g her aunt, Mrs. Willis, whoresided in I -street; would I call to see her, w and give my opinion of her case I? v "Of course I will!" said I to my- I self. "Poor little thing !" She's o: about ten years old I suppose.- k Better have to deal with a girl of s] that age, who knows nothing of o: nerves, than with a fine grown up d young lady-I hate young ladies- t and then Mary's child !" b So without waiting even to finish al reading a debate on the medical h charities' bill, I set off to go to Mrs. Willis'. She lived in a nice com r< fortable house, and was a nice, com fortable looking lady herself, with li a matronly but not a motherly ex t< pression of countenance; for al- e though a widow she had no chil- h dren. And mother-joy, as the Ger- al mans beautifully call it, gives an n expression to the dullest face, to i plainest features, which no other b: emotion can ever produce. "My niece,'' she said, "I fear, doc tor, is very ll; her strength has 10 failed so much lately. And yet she ej has been brought up in a very ni healthy retirement-she has never ki even been at aball." 'i "A ball !" I exclaimed. "Why, N madam, how old is the child ?" pl "Seventeen, doctor." - t "Is iL possible that John Tolmer it can have a daughter so old?i I.t i seems but the other day-" ol The door opened, and there en- 'w tered, walking feebly and slowly, 0 in touching contrast to her extreme n youth, the prettiest young creature I had ever seen, since-well, no s matter. When she saw me she ~ started with real agitation-not ~ with nervousness. No, no ; Annie, P though she was seventeen, knew k nothing about nerves. t4 "This is Dr. Torrens, your papa's " friend, my dear, who is so kind as to visit you," said Mrs. Willis, as she arranged the sofa cushions. I approached her, took her little, hot, transparent hand, and led her to the sofa, on which she sank ex- a hausted. Twenty years, seemedito have rolled back ; the child wasb very like her mother-so like in the expression of her soft gray eyes that I had to close mine before~ I could dispel the illusion. WhenfrstlIsaw the childlI did5 not think she could recover. Her cheeks were so thin, her eyes so a bright, with that suffering, anxious expression outlooking from their depths, which is seen in goung dy b ing persons. She was very gooda and patient, submitting with the utmost sweetness to every needful remedy; and after a time I saw her revive, and begin to grow stronger a every day. It often surprised me to see with s what pleasure the child used to lis ten to my long stories of adventures o in foreign lands; and while Mrs- a Willis' knitting or netting, or cro- ? chet, or whatever the work might g be, continued to progress quite regularly, Annie's embroidery was sure to fall from her fingers, and r, lie unheeded on her lap, while I a told her of my adventures in the a deserts of Africa or in the wilds of r America. ' At length she became quite well ; s her father-no wonder !-was long- , ing for her return, and I felt a cu- , rious kind of sinking sensation a when one Monday morning I knocked at her aunt's door, and thought that the following Wednes day was fixed for their departure for the north. I was ushered, as usual, 1 into the drawing-room ; Annie was I not there, but Mrs. Willis soon cme in. - "Well, ma'am," I said, after the isual salutations, "how is my young riend to day ?" "Indeed, doctor, I have just been .colding her." "Very wrong, ma'am," I said estily. "Exceedingly imprudent, ndeed, she ought not be agitated." "Oh, doctor! it was not exactly colding, in the common accepta ion of the word. I was merely rying to prevent the dear child rom giving way to excessive grief t parting." "How? I don't understand; are Lot y,ou to accompany her home ?" "Oh, yes; but you, doctor. The nly reason she would assign for er excessive grief (she has done ittle else but cry since Saturday) 7as that 'Doctor Torrens was so ery kind she could not bear to hink of leaving him."' Forty-eight and seventeen! it ras a fearful disparity! And yet, ld fool that I was I felt something rithin my bosom give a sudden ound-something that had not tirred there since that gloomy day rhen I bade farewell to Mary. ."If I thought, Mrs. Willis," I aid; "if I could have thought that ie dear child would marry me, I'm ire I' have asked her long ago." Mrs. Wiilis blushed, and was go ig I believe to say something an ry, when Annie herself came in. he sQft gray eyes were indeed red ith weeping, but ere that inter iew was over they smiled again. [rs. Willis discreetly took herself f, and if Annie's aunt did not now exactly what I said and what 3e answered, I do not think any ne else has a claim to do so. In eed, all that I can recollect dis netly is, that the blushing, trem ling little thing said a good deal bout papa, and- sent me away the appiest man breathing. "Papa," John Tolmer, my own al old friend, did not say "No." As soon as he found that his dar ng and mine was really so silly as > love, for himself and his old -orld stories, him who had loved er mother, he gave his consent; ad I think, nay, I am sure, that ty Annie does not repent the day at made her th~e old doctor's ride. DON'T QUARREL-People talk of >vers quarrels as rather pleasant ;isode-probably because they are >t quarrels at all. She pouts, he sses ; he frowns, she coaxes. It half play, and they know it. [atrimonseriously if married peo le ever truly forgive each other af r the first falling out. They gloss over ; they kiss and make it up ; ie wound apparently heals, but ay as some of those terrible ounds given in battle do-to break ait again at some unexpected mo tent. The man who has sneered and id cruel things to a sensitive wo tan has never her own heart again. he woman who has uttered re-. roaches to a man can never be ta an to his bosom with the same mderness as before these words ere spoken. The two people who Lst never quarrel are husband and ife. One may fall out with a kins tan, and make it up and be friends am. The tie of blood is a strong one, id affee;tion may return after it as flown away; but love, once it as been banished, is a dead and ried thing. The heart may ache, u.t it is with hopelessness. it ay be impossible to love any one se, but it is more impossible >restore the old idol to its apty niche:. For a word or two, >r sharpening of the wits, for moments self-assertion, two peo le have often been miserable for fe. For whatever there may be efore, there are no lovers' quarrels fter marriage. A short time ago, a man in Leeds, ngland, died from the effects of rinking nineteen glasses of rum, hich were paid for by a chimney weep, on condition that the man !Quld drink them all one after an ther. The keeper of the place was rrested and fined two hundred and fty dollars, and the chimney sweep ed from the city. One morning lately, a young man eturning from St. Louis to :Rich iond, with his mother, suddenly prang through a window of a rail oad car, after leaving Washington. he train, which was going at a peed of thirty-five miles an hour, ras stopped, and the young man ras picked up fatally injured. It is pposed he was insane. "Why, Ichabod, I thought you ot married mor'n a year ago." 'Well, Aunt Jerush, it was talked of, >ut I~ found out that the girl and all ier folks were opposed to it, and so :just gave 'om all the mitten and at the thing drop. ~inelaneons. A CJIINESE SOLOMON. An unusual case, showing the fertility of resource and the quick ness of thought of the bettex classes of Chinese is reported b3 the North China Herald from Na kin. During the Teaping rebellion a married Chinaman resident in the city, joined a regiment which was ordered for service against the re bels. He did not return at the close of the struggle, and nothing being heard of him for several years after ward, his wife believing herself a widow, listened to the advances of another man who professed love for her, and who pressed his suit so ardently that she consented to join her lot with his. They wont before the proper authorities, were made husband and wife, and lived to. gether in conjugal happiness at all events they were happy. This continued for a year or two, when the first husband presented himself, alive and well, and demand ed the restoration of his wife.. "Oh, no," said No. 2, "you left her, remained away for years, no body heard of you, she thought you dead and mourned for you. We are married.now, and here are the papers. No. 1, not having lieard of the example of Enoch Arden, probably, still clamored for his wife, and it was ultimately decided to take the matter before the Chensien. The magistrate listened attentively to both sides of the story, and at first appeared puzzled what course to take. The papers produced by the second husband were legal, but the first husband was obdurate and would not yield. At length the magistrate told them to leave the wife in his hands for ten days, and then both to come back again for his decision. This was agreed to. About the fifth or sixth day the magistrate in great haste sent for the two men, and with a mournful countenance informed them that the wife had been suddenly smitten with an illness which had proved fatal, and that she was dead ; and he asked the first husband whether he would take away the body and provide for the funeral. This man demurred, said he wanted a living wife, not a dead one, and should have nothing more to do with the matter. Turning to the other, the magistrate put the same question to him, saying -that one of them must remove the body. The man said he was very poor, but the deceased had been agood wife to him ;they had loved each other dearly, and, cost what it might, he would raise the money and pay for the burial. "Very well," said the magistrate, "then here she- is-take her away with you." And drawingaside a curtain show ed the.astonished men, the wife, standing and living and in good health, before them. It being clear that the first husband really cared nothing for her, she willingly abided by the magistrate's method of set .tling thie compli~eatdn. The only drawback to this stoiy is, that we are unable tb hand down to pos terity, in plain English, the name of this Chinese Solomon. ANECDOTE OF YMDERBILT.-Van derbilt's own statement of his first real success is this: He was a young man on Staten Island. He was master of rowing. He was athletic strong and daring. One night a stranger came to the land ing, and wanted to be rowed across to Gowanus. The night was dark and stormy, and the wind blew a gale. Not a boatman could be found who would leave. The land lord said: "There is nobody who can row you over but Corn. Van derbilt"-for so he was called. Van derbilt was found, and in ans~wer to the request, replied: 'It's pretty rough; but if you'll give me ten dollars, lie down in my boat and not stir, or do just what I bid you, I'll try it." .He rowed the man over and back in safety. As soon as he landed at Staten Island, the stran ger said: "Young man, how would you like to run an opposition steam boat ?." "Nothing would suit me better," was the reply. ''Have you pluck enough to obey orders ?" "I have," was the response. "Suppose I should tell you to run into a steam boat-what would you do ?" "Run her down." The bargain was seal ed amid the storm: that night on the island, and Vanderbilt entered upon his well-known career as a steamboat mani. A little boy, four years old, was poisoned the other day in Williams burg, by eating. a piece of bread and butter with strychnine on it, which had beeni prepared for th ,rats. ALWAYS GOING TO DO. A writer in the Rural New York er, says some men are always going to do great things, but never begin. I once had a neighbor-and in fact may have some of the same sort now-who was perpetually telling what he was going to do, conse quently never had time to do any thing. He would get up early in the morning, draw on a heavy pair of boots, with pants tucked inside; then to see him start out for the barn, making everything fly right and left, one might suppose him to be one of the driving sort. So 'e was, for about an hour or less, or until called to breakfast, after which he would light his pipe, stroll over to his nearest neighbor, or hang over the fence and talk to every passer-by respecting the same old story of what he was going to do to morrow, or next week. It is needless to say that my neighbor soon found out-that farming was a poor business. I can call to mind a number of similar instances where the best if resolutions failed to bring success. It is well enough for a farmer to get up early and "storm about," a little in the morning; but if he lacks the "sticktoitiveness," all his blister will not amount to much in a longr run. Neat, cozy homes, good gardens, orchards and other home comforts are never obtained by these going to-do-sort of folk. Of late, I have read a little but seen a great deal in my agricultural papers about farmers' conventions held in various Western States, and at which there has been much speech-making and stupendous resolves made to do great things. Perhaps the time and money spent at these gatherings could not.be put to a better use; but when reading the reports of the same I cannot help thinki"g of my old neighbor who got up every morning with a good resolution to do something the. next day, which of course never.ame. - The best wlnto ehance the price of farm produettigto improve. the quality; for a good--article never goes begging a customer anywhere. If|farming don'tpay,whynotquitand try something else? There is certain ly no compulsion in these matters in this country. The same rule may be applied to allikinds of business, and ifa man cannot afford to unload vessels at thirty cents an hour, step aside and let somebody else who wants the place take it. Talking over one's troubles seldom makes them lighter, but a little. extra ef forts, in a m~uscular way, may enable us to carry a good heavy load with out being crushed. RUNNIN A IIocoMoIv-"If you could run an engine on this road you could on any other.road, could you not ?" asked a reporter of a railroad engineer. "Yes, run the engine, 'but I couldn't make time." "Why not ?'" "Because -I wouldn't know- the road. A stranger can't go on to a road he has never run, over -and make time till he has learned the inns and outs of it. Didn't you no tice how we ran when we came out of town? Well, we didn't run so fast after that at any time: That was our 'race ground-' There are spots on all roads where you have to run like thunder to make up for lost time at other places. When we come up 'three mile grade' we didn't go over ten or twelve miles an hour, so we had to make it up at other places. Did you never hear a conductor say sometimes when his train was late that he had a new engineer who didn't know the road thoroughly'? That's all there is to it. In other respects one en gineer is the same 'in principle as another- But there can't be two of them that'll, work alike; an engine has as many tricks as a horse. Some is as docile as a sheep, and others just cuts up like thunder all the while. Some of 'em will carry wa ter as steady as a clock, others will be a heavin' it up and down like a sea-sick man- Some fire easy and some light; others eat up all you fling in, and then don't make any steam. I'll take that engine we came in with and run her forever, just as she is. The next man that comes after me can't do anything with her, until he fixes her as he wants her, and so it goes. He'll swear the valves are set wrong, or anything, so he can get a chance to tinker at her-" A hired girl in Delaware, in order to get rid of the task of milking seven cows, set the barn on fire, and was sent to State prison for arson. It is reported that the lake ie at Lapoi-te, ind., is twenty inches tick; and so clear that printoan be read thmnugh f DEWDROPS OF WISDOM. Most people would succeed in small things, if they were not troubled with great ambitions. It is far easier to acquire a for tune like a knave than to expend it like a gentleman. Where true fortitude dwells, loy ality, bounty, friendship and fidelity may be found. Never despise humble service -when large ships ran aground, little boats may pull them off. If you are a coward, and friends commend you for your courage, it isn't of you they speak; they take you for another. In seeming opposition to the natural course of things, some men rise by their gravity, and others sink by their levity. Buy not,, sell not, where self-re spect is bartered, for that once lost, the mainspring of honor is rusted and decayed. It is so ungenial to the 'human mind to do nothing, that if a good occupation be not provided, men will occupy themselves perilously, as in gaming and drinking. Plain men -think handsome wo men want passion, and plain women think young .men want politeness; dull writers think all readers de void of taste, and dull readers think witty writers devoid of all brilianicy. If you love others, they wili love you. If you speak kindly to them, they will speak kindly to you. Love is repaid with love, and hatred with hatred. Would-you hear a sweet and pleasing echo, speak sweetly and pleasantly yourself. Fortune and futurity are not to be guessed at. A wiseman aims at nothing out of his reach. A flow of words is no proof of wisdom. Begin nothing until you have considered hiw1jshi~he'fnihed. A CENsE BANQUEr.-The reports of the last annual banquet *of the Chinese residents of San.Francisco make entertaining reading. The perfection to which the Chinese have carried their cooking was a matter of surprise to the American guests present. During the first course an orange was laid at the plate of each guest. The orange itself seemed like any other orange, but, on being cut open, was foun~d to contain within the -ind five kinds of delicate jellies. One was at first puzzled to explain how the jellies got in, and, giving up that train of reflection, was in a worse quandary to know how the pulpy part of the orange got out. Colored eggs were also served, in the inside of which were found nuts, jellies, meats and confectionery. When a Celestial was asked to explain this legerde main of cookery, he expanded his mouth in a hearty laugh, and shook his head and chucklingly said "Meli can man heap smart ; why he no findee out ?" Every luxury of the "Melican. man's market," was served -turkey, chicken, quail, goose, duck, pigeons, prairie chicken, deer, antelope, and numberless other game were served, together with the usual allowance of champagne and a dozen varieties of imported 'and California wines. Tea, coffee and rice brandy were the principal drinks indulged in by the Chinaman. The tea was such as one seldom gets outside of a Chinese restaurant. The coffee was good and the rice brandy particularly delightful. A Chinese wine, resembling chain pagne, was also introduced, which bad a peculiar odor like the scent of roses. A gentleman owned a farm in New Jersey. It had been long in the family. Embarrassments com pelled him to sell, and the farm was put up at auction. He felt so bad about the sale that he could not attend it, but sent over his head servant. On his return the master said: "Well, John, was the farm sold'?" "Yes, sir." "Did it sell well ?" "It went very low." "Who bought it?" "I did." "You, John! Where did you get your money'?" "I laid up my wages since I worked for you." "Well, John, Tfltell you what I will do. As soon as you get the title to your property T'll come and work for you, and buy the farm back." A man in Chicago got mad at his horses and tried to kill them from starvation. He starved three of them to death, and nearly starved two others before his barbarity was discovered. Michael McCorick fell from a bucket in a shaft of the Delaware and Lackawanna Tunnel, at Bergen HiIll redently, and was kdied. Silence igthe fittest reply to folly. A SCENE OF PATIENT SOR. ROW. In the town of Scranton, Pa., where the mills and furnaces -thih winter are either stopped or rn upon half-time, many minets and laborers are out of work, and their families suffer-as thousands of the poor do this season from a similar cause. One who visited Scranton late last fall, and saw the destitution in the miners'homes, speak of wives and mothers cursing the names of the employers, and rebelling re vengefully against their fate. As a moving contrast to these, he de scribes one humble dwelling where he found a calmer and more Chris tian grief. Poverty was here, and want and woe; but it seemed as if the hand, daily and hourly losing its strength, was daily and hourly giving that strength to keep it warm Pnd clean. The fire that burned was faint and flickering, and the room was miser able and mean; but the presence of a mother and the pure, white face of her child wrought up a picture which, despite its dreary coloring and terrible background, was as sweet and touching as it was painful and sad. There was no defiance on the tender countenance of that poor woman by the fire; it was upturned to ours as we entered, and we learn ed of its sad misery through its tears. Poverty had destroyed her comfort, her happiness, her home; but poverty had not robbed her of her womanhood; it was there as a bright and holy spark, burning still in the midst of her despair, She was not altogether destitute, nor was the house entirely without food. - But she said, faintly raising her thin hand and pointed finger, as if the terrible thing existed to her vision in tangible form "The winter! the winter !" "Have you any other children save that little one?" I asked. Without a word the woman tired ly arose, and taking up the lamp, walket into an adjoining room. I followed her. There was- a bed standing in the corner, a bed that was old, but clean; she pulled down the covering gently, as-if not to dis turb the sleeper, and disclosed the face of a little girl. For several momenta there was no sound, but I knew, as shie look ed upon .the face of her slumbering darling, she thought of the cold, freezing wiinter yet to come. Her feelinge were too strong for her to resist; the lamp shook like an aspen leaf in her haind and she burst into tears. A VERY NATmuL MISTAE.-Max Adeler offers this: Always cork up your-catsup bottles tightly. Go ing out on the steam cars the other .day, we observed a manplace a bot tle tomato of catsup,neck downward, in the rack above his seat. Pre sently a friend came in, and in a few moments the friend, who was cleaning his nails with a knife, in troduced the subjectof a third term for Grant. The discussion gradual ly became warm, and as thue excite ment increased the man with the knife gesticulating violently with the hand containing the weapon, as he explained his views on the ques tion. Meantime the cork jolted out of the bottle overhead, .and the cat sup dropped down over the owner's head and coat and collar without his perceiving the fact. Directly a nervous old lady on the opposite seat, who caught sight of the red stain, and imagined it was blood, instantly began to scream "murder" at the top of her voice. As the pas sengers, conductors, and brakemen rushed up, she brandished her um brella wildly, and exclaimed: "Ar rest that man there! Arrest that willin! I see him do it. -I see him stab the other other one with his knife till the blood spurted out Oh, you wretch! Oh, you. willlinous rascal, to take human life in that scandalous manner, I see you punch him with the knife, you butcher, you! and I'll swear it agin you in court, too, you awdacious rascal !" They took her into the rear car and soothed her, while the victim wiped the catsup off his coat. But that venerable old woman will go down to the silent grave with the conviction that she witnessed in those cars, one of the most awful and sanguinary encounters that-has occurred since the affair between Cain and Abel. A number of men, while hunting in Alabama, drank too freely of whiskey, got into a.fight, and one of them was killed -and two others were mortally wounded. A landlady, in Jersey City, lately bought-a piano at.auction -for-four dollars; and sixty thee.cente "t iteb~~m ires" shefortlierbedsifi fing..i. rs HOW MANUFACTORfES ARE ESTABLISHED. In a single small town in illinois, a town containing, perhaps, twen ty-five hundred dwelling houses, there are at least six score mann factories of all grades. Vast num bers of agricultural implements are annually made there, and are shipped South to places that ought to be able to make them them selves. This busy Illinois village makes machinery, f u r n i t u r e, gloves and mittens; has whole streets of fiouring mills, and sends into the market all varieties of paper. At the same time it is prosperous in an agricultural sense. It managed to ship more than three hundred thousand bushels of grain, nearly-a million pounds of butter, and thousands of cattle and swine, during the year just past. It is needless to say that nioney is plenty and circulates freely in that town in Illinois; that the streets are handsome, well paved and lighted, and lined with elegant residences; and that the savings banks are numerous and in good condition. And this town would serve as an illustration of the condition of thousands in the Eastern and Western States, and the incident is related by an exchange to show that every place ought to have its own manufacturing establishments and keep at home the money that is sent to other localities for the' articles. The paper tells us that these establishments are generally started on a small scale and grow up to be important. It says that a person begins by making a few plows for his neighbors, year by year his business assumes larger proportions, until he has a mam moth factory and supplies a dozen counties. An industrious family, desirous of getting on in the world, makes clothing, or gloves, or hats. The profits of one year are used to enlarge the business, and in a few twelvemonths another "mann factory" is established. This is the way in which prosperous towns are built up. .It is because every one works, turning his or her in dustry into a hundred different channe,is for the common weal, that such thriving communities as the Illinois town are springing up by scores and hundreds. It is very easy to build up such com munities in every village or town. MUCH ADO ABOUT- IT.-There was lately an amusing example of the red tape of bankruptcy in Pitts burgh, Pa. The trustees of a bank rupt estate were paying creditors a dividend of ten per cent., amounting in all to $220,000. John E. James was a workman in the bankrupt mill before it closed, and the firm was indebted to him $50.11. As James was an employee, $50 wa~s a preferred debt, and im mediately paid, leaving eleven cents as a claim against the estate. James was therefore entitled to ten per cent. of eleven cents, which is one cent as nearly as our cur rency will split. In order to set tle this little balance according to law, six cents were paid out in no tifying Yames, and a two-cent stamp was put on the order to pay. The whole business was finished up with strict legality, and the check was worded so as to con form with the bankruptcy act. Eight cents were expended to pro duce one, according to law, and this is how the money goes when a man is thrown into' the whirl pool of the bankrupt court to get. his rights. WIVEs.-W hat -the true man wants with a wife is her compan ionship, sympathy, and love. The way of life has many dreary places in it, and man needs a companion to go with him. A man is some times overtaken by misfortunes; he mueets with failure or defeat; trials and temptations beset him, and he needs one to stand by and sympathise. He has some hard battles to fight with poverty, en emies and with sin and he needs a woman that when he puts his arms around her, he feels that he has something to fight for; she will help him to fight ; that will put her lips to ~his -ear and whisper words of counsel, and her hand to his heart, and impart inspiration. All through life, through storm and through sunshine, conflict and victory, through adverse and fa voring winds, man needs a wo man's love. The heart yearns for it. - A sister's or a mother's love will hardly supply the need. Young la:dies' schooIs are often places where females unlearn the th,~e good they .bave studied and practiced -at' hame, and learn "thoseithings** which adds-neither tbtheir hand heart nor hand ' IADVERTISINC RAT",. Advertisements inserted at the raft of $1.-00 per square--one inch-forfirst insmrdon, and I75c. for each subsequent insertion. Double column advertisements ten per cent onaboye. Notices of Meetgs, obitLaries and trhUte of respect, same rates per square as ordinarY advertisements. Special notices jA local colans 20 cents per line. Advertisements not marked wfth *ejnum ber of insertions will be kept in Mil forbid and charged seoidinely. Specia contUct Made VUd JaWp adver., dser, with librldeduedumb e rates. Done with Reatn,rsmud Dbab. WHAT TiHE BIBLE 16AY15. Who bath w.oe? Who hath swow? Who hath,.Contentions? Who bath -wounds without earn? Who bath::redness of eyuu? They that tarry1long #j .the -winb. They that go to seek mixed vime. Look not thou.up' on t he wine when it isr, when, itgi e th itsco or inthe CUP; when it ~ moveth itself. AT the lIit *it bit.dh ice a serpent, -and- stingt r&* ani"-idder. PNOVEnBS XI'T .9g: -so tl'vS: SONG OF THM. DECANTE.ML A LITERAIT Alib T?POGRAPIHZCAC CMR Tbere was an:oddea ter, and its moubh Was rosy wine 16? tal side*; and thewn jup and doirn the sides itlev,' and th"aahte hollownAwk, was seized with a somnambulistic fit, and hefore his motions were