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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Vol. XII. WEDNESDAY MORNING, JUiNE 21, 1876. No. 25. p H n RL IS PUBLISHED EVERY WEDYESDAY MORNING) At Newberry, S. C. BY TH09, F. GRENHOKIRt Editor and Proprietor. Terms, $2.50.)per Jnmum, Invawiably in Advance. ~~~~, =r~ s tppd at the expiration of 07 The 4 mark detiotes expiralion of sob scription. TIE RUSTLE OF THE DRESS. Ldwenl wrote thes Uines yeas ago, but he wroe ft for tbese-dimes a well. as for those: Hark! that rustleof a dress Stiff with lavibh eostliness; Herecmaes one whose cheek,would flush But.*D bave her garment brmsh 'Gdaist the girl whose fingezo thft e M th PwbrWldeq in, And' in ngs-M chill and mwk Sditebed her 1i% Into her work; edigbackward from her tol lest her tears the sik might soil Shaping from her bitter thought Reare's-ease and forget-me-not; Sadriuis har despair. With the emblems woven there! -0 CHAPTER TIHE FIRST. "H.Ee will be sure to come before the summer is over," said little Kitty to herself. She was alay cale -111lIl couragement," Mrs. Horton was always saying to her. "He will be snapped up soon, for there are f.u,' r.hAnt~A~ fin- oir1~ in t.hi~ please him, but there was no love iost between them.) "Why, he's as ugly as a toad." "He is getting a very good prac tice." "I would sooner marry the man in the moon;" and she settled rest lessly down to read "Lallah Rookh" for about the twenty-sev. eth time that year. It was a beautifully- bound edition, radiant in crimson and gold, and illustra ted with beautiful pictures proteet ed by tissue paper. Somebody had sent it anonymously to Kitty on her last birthday. She declar ed she did notr know where it came from, and it was quite true she didn't, but she could have made an excellent guess if she had tried. CHAPTER THE SECOND. Only a week later, and John Laurence had arrived at the Lau rels. Mr. Baverstock brought the news,and when Kitty heard it she looked so sweet, the surgeon felt himself encouraged, and ventured to stay the evening. There was only one vexing thing, that he had brought his friend Mr. Fletcher with him again. He had accom panied John Laurence on his last two visits to Cragford and Kitty had felt on. each occasion that he had been decidedly in the way; for whenever, quite by accident, John had met her when she was out for a walk, Mr Fletcher had not been far off and she devoutly wished him at Jericho. "I hear that Miss Huges' marri age is to come off this summer," Mr. -Baverstock said in his weak alto voice, "and now that the young gentleman is here I dare-say it will be all arranged." "No doubt," said Mrs. Horton, a little spitefully, for she had notided is attentions -to Kitty, and felt hey boded her :no good--pro ba bly put rediculous ideas into her head, and prevented her from aepting the illustrious Frederick, who was ready to throw him self at her feet on the slightest provocation. "I have always heard hat they were very much attach d to each other." Mrs. Horton had not heard any hing of the kind; but no matter she was given to fibbing. The very next day thehero call d. He looked handsomer than sver, Kitty thought. His shoul ers were broader, his hands big ger, and his face more sun-burnt. He talked chie,fly to Mrs. Horton, but he kept looking across at Kit y~-that pretty, innocent, round aced Kitty, with the sparkle in er downcast eyes, and the flush n her dimpled cheeks-till he made her heart beat with happi ess and excitement. "By the way, Miss Kity," he said, suddenly fumbling in the big pocket of. his loose tweed coat, "I have a note for you. There's to be some croquet up at the Lau els on Thursday, and my aunt wants you to come." The white muslin dress was onned, and the coquetish hat and the little make-believe wrap wisted about her shoulders to the best advantage, and Kitty was ready for the party at ~the Lau els. She did look very pretty, s even her step-mother secretly acknowledged.. "Remember, Kitty, I shall ex ect you home by seven o'clock. t is not right for you to come ater through those woods alone. ndeed, Ithink Mrs. Hughes ought o have asked me to chaperon "Yes, mamma," and Kitty went n her joyful way. The woods Mrs. orton alluded to were private es belonging to the Laurels, but hey made ashort cut for Kitty, and aved her a good half-mile of road. Perhaps he wilL. come and meet ne," she thought shyly, and trained her eyes to catch sight f his awkward figure in the dis ance but it did not appear. Then resently she heard the distant hurch-clock chime half-past three. There, I'm much too early. We ere not even asked till four. I now what I'll d:> when I get far hr on; I'll sit down in a shady art of the wood and wait till about Jve minutes after the hour." So she went on and when she was with n a qarte,r a mile of the house branched off into a thick part of the wood and followed a sleepy stream that wandered on beneath the tall trees and among the tan gle under-wood, flecked with wa ter-lillies and fringed with yellow iris, which nodded their golden heads to the sun. She :found a quite leafy nook close to its edge, and sat down and waited. Then suddenly through the distant trees she saw coming along the edge of the stream two figures, those of a man and a woman. The one she knew at a glance-it was John Laurence; the other she saw a minute later was his cousin Carolice. With a bound, her heart seemed to come into ler throat. "It's Miss Hughes, she said to herself, and how nice she looks, and what a-pretty dress she has on I" She drew her white muslin closer round her, and re treated a few inches further back behind the thick bushes, so that they might pass her unperceived, and waited. On they came, arm in arm, talking earnestly and in a low voice. The color fled from Kitty's cheelt, and the light died out of her eyes, as she saw them, for surely only lovers walk ed as they did! They stopped as they got to within three yards of Kitty's hiding place, while Caro . line Hughes stopped absently to pick one of the yellow water-iris, and Kitty heard her say "Do you know, John, I never liked you so well as I do to-day, and I thought you did not care for me." "My dear girl, I was always- aw fully fond of you. I think you ought to give me a kiss tq make up for all the unkind things you have been saying." She put up he: face and Kitty looked away, with a pain which ahmost made her cry. Then they passed on and were soon lost to -view. Kitty did not move from her hiding place, and went to no cro quet party that afternoon. Mrs. Horton almost screamed with surprise an hour later, when Kitty suddenly appeared, her mus hin dress crushed, the rose in front of her dress all faded, and her cheeks and lips as white as the jasimine about her head, as she stood in the window leading in from the garden. "Mamma, I felt ill, and my head ached, and I sat down in the wood, and felt too ill to go on, and I have come back." "Didn't you see any one ?" Mrs. Horton asked doubtfully. "I have not spoken to a soul," she answered, and w e n t to her room saying she a ished to lie down. In the dusk of the evening Kit ty came down stairs again ,to find 1 Mr. Baverstock talking with her father and step-mother. "We were talking of getting1 married, Kitty," Mrs Horton said, making way for her to sit down; 1 but she stood staring at the group 1 before her almost as if in a dream. "And Mr. taverstock says he would not marry an heiress for the 1 world." "No, indeed, I wonld not, Miss Kitty. I should only marry be cause I loved the young lady, and felt I could devote my life to her." "And why do you expect to be married, Mr. Baverstock ?" she askod absently. He shuffled about uneasily and answered in his squeaky voice " Well, I hope-I hope the young lady will have an affection for m-e-e e." Ki'tty would have laughed at any other time, but now she onlyt stared at him and passed out into the garden. *She went.through the gate and t wadered just a little way down the lane again, feeling as if she ~ would give any thing to walk E straight on and out of the weary c world altogether'. "Kitty!" a well known voice 1 said softly, and John Laurence ap- v peared from behind a tree and b stood before her in the dim light. - "I have been waiting here on mere cbance ofseeing you. Wby didn't ~ you come to-day ?" "I was ill," she said faintly. I "My poor little girl," and ha' c drew her hand through his arm "Why, what was the matter?' But she shrank back. , "Nothing," she said, drawing herself up; -"only I am going home." "Something is the matter now.? he exclaimed. "Why, Kitty, what is it, my darling ?" "You have no right to speak to me like that," she said,while hope less tears filled her eyes atd trick led down her cheeks. "What would your cousin say-you are engaged, and going to be mar ried." "I? I'm sure I'm not-at least, it's not yet-though Caroline is going to be spliced." "Yes, to you." "Oh dear I no; it's to Fletcher." "Why, I saw you kiss her this afternoon, and heard yoa say you were awfully fond of her." "Well, what then? She'd been telling me in confidence about Fletcher,and getting me to manage it with my uncle, who'd had some ridiculous notions in his head, ind I was congratulating her ind telling her what he'd said, and thought I deserved a cousinly kiss for my pains." "Was that it ?" she said in imazement. "Yes, it was, you little goose-" .Or he could not help seeing .he state of the case-"and you 5ee I've been hanging about here >n the chance of seeing you. I wanted to tell you how fond. I am )f you, you little darling, and to Lsk you to be my wife." And ;hen he did to Kitty what he had lone to his Cousin Caroline in 'he afternoon, and- But nev )r mind, the story is told, and rou can guess how pretty Kitty ooked on the day she was married o our hero.-Cassews Family Magazine for December. BRAZIL'S ROYAL FAMILY, L BRIEF SKETCH OF THE EMPEROR, THE EMPESS, AND THEIR CHIL DREN-HIS CAREER As A MON ARCH. Dom Pedro II. de Alcantara, imperor of Brazil, who is now risiting the United States, was >orn in Rio de Janeiro on Decem yer 2, 1825. .He is a scion, in ,he direct line, of the house: of Braganza, the femala.line of which s ruling over Portugal. In 1807, )f the invasion of Portugal by the 'rench, the royal family fled, to Brazil, which,in 1815was raised to bhe rank of a kingdom. After the leath of the queen, Dona Maria I., ~he father of Dom Pedro I. be ~ame king of Portugal under the ,itle of Joan VI., and returned to .hat country in 1821, leaving his ion as regent of Brazil. When ~he Portuguese cortes adopted neasures reducing Brazil again to ,he rank of a colony a revolution ~ook place, and Dom Pedro I. >lacing himself at the head;of the novement, was proclaimed pro ector and perpetual defender of Brazil, and the country being de dared independent in October, L822, he was proclaimed constitu ional emperor and was crowned. Eis father dying in 1826 he became ring of Portugal, but immediate y abdicated in favor of his daugh er Dona Maria de Gloria. On L.pril seventh, 1831, he was forced >y popular opinion, which culmi iated in a riot at Rio de Janeiro, o abdicate in favor of his son, he present emperor, then in is sixth year. During the mi ority of Dom Pedro II. the coun ry was much disturbed by the ontentions or r i v a I factions, ,nd when he attained his four eenth year it was deemed advis ,ble by the chamber of deputies hat his majority should be declar d. A bill to that effect was ac ordingly passed in 1840, and he vas crowned on July eighteenth, 841. The disturbances in the re 'olted provinces did not cease, o'wever, until 1842, when the de isive victory of Santa Lucia was ained by the royalists. Subse nently the emperor joined with ruguay against the Argentine )ictator Rcsas, who was finally verthrown in 1852. In 1865 war was declared against Paraguay,and an offensive alliance was formed by Brazil,Uruguay and the Argentine Republic, and was ended by the defeat and death of the Dic tator Lopez on March first, 1871. On May thirtieth, 1843, the emperor married Dona There za Christina Maria, b o r n on March fourteenth, 1822, daughter of the late King Francis 1., of the Two Sicilies. The empress who ac companies her husband on his tour, is suffering from a painful neural gic disorder, and one of the objects of her journey is to obtain- the best medical advice this coiiWtry can afford. She is large in person and of most pleasing manners and address. Like the emperor, al though very dignified, she is unos tentatious, and dislikes parade and ceremony. She is noted for the ex treme love and attention she has livished on her children and sares with her husband the affee tion of the Brazilian people. Two daughters have been born to the royal couple, the Princess Isabella, on July twenty-ninth, 1846, and the Princess Leopoldina, on July thirteenth, 1847. The elder was mar*ied in 1864 to Prince Louis of Orleans, Count d'Eu, eldest son of the Duke of Nemours, and is still living. She has one living child, a prince,born in Rio de Janeiro,in Oc tober last. The younger,who mar ried Prince August of Saxe-Co burg-Gotha, died in 1874, leaving bur sons. From August, 1871, to March, 1872, Dom Pedro left the empire under the regency of hig daughter the Princess Isabella, and made an extended tour on the Continent and in England. Under his rule Brazil is steadily advan eing in power. The government has. been -consolidated, railroads have been built, and immigration has been encouraged. Laws have been passed for the gradual eman cipation of slaves, internal im provements have been carried on, and home industries aetively pro moted. The emperog is a man of high literary and scientific at tain ments, speaks and writes several languages, and devotes much of his time to study. In March, 1875, he was elected a correspond ing member of the French acade my of sciences. He is of com manding stature, being six feet three inches high, strongly built and well proportioned. His man ner is extremely winning and gracious, and his kindness of heart and strong love of justice have secured him the enthusiastic love of his subjects. A life-sized photograph of the emperor is .placed on exhibition at the Cen tennial. How A CAMEL Gozs THROUGH THE Erz or A NEEDL.-The pas sage from the New Testament, "It is easier for a camel," etc., has perplexed many good men who have read it literally. In orien tal cities there are in the large gates small and very low aper tures called metaphorically "needle's eyes,"just aswe talk ofwindows on shipboard as "bull's eyes." These entrances are too narrow for a camel to pass through them in the ordinary manner or even if loaded. When a loaded camel has to pass through one of these entrances, it kneels down, its load is removed, and then it shuffles ~through on its knees. "Yester day," writes lady Duff Gordon, from Cairo, "I saw a camel go through the eye of a needle that is the low arched door of an inclosure. He must kneel, and bow his head to creep through ; and thus the rich man must hum ble himself." A Mexican girl has just been discovered with three well devel oped arms. Any well regulated husband, contemplating this. sin gular freak of nature, caus&bire flect how convenient the thaird hand would be to hold him in po sition by the hair while the other two warmed his jacket with a broom stick. The world never keeps faith with the heart that trusts it. Its promises of happiness are per petually broken. Take it for what it is worth, and set your af fection on what is worth more.L ANIMAL ECCENTRICITY. Mr. Loyell sends the following narrativeto us for publication. We do not vouch for its truth, but Mr. Lovell'saddress will be furnished to any reader who wishes to put him under oath: Last summer I bought a horse. He was warranted sound and kind in harness, but I discovered that it was a very poor kind. He had an irresistible propensity to back. He seemed to be impress ed with a conviction that na ture had put his hind legs in front, and that he could see with his tail, and whenever I attempted to start him he always pro ceeded stern 41remost, until I whipped him savagely, and then he would not go in a proper man ner, but suddenly, and with the air of a horse who had a convic tion that there was a lunatic in the carriage who didn't know what he was about. One day, while he was coming down the street, this theory became so strong that he suddenly stopped and backed the carriage through the plate-glass window of Mackey's drug s.tore. After that I always hitched him up with his head towards the. carri age, and then he seemed to be bet ter contented, only sometimes he became too sociable, and used to put his head over the dasher and try to chew my legs or to eat up the lap-cover. Besides the peculiar arrange ment of the animal exited un pleasant remarks when I drove out, and when I wanted to stop, and would hitch him by the tail to a post, he had a very disagreeable way of reaching out with his hind legs and sweeping the sidewalk whenever he saw anybody that he felt as if he would like to kick. He was not much of a saddle horse; not that he would attempt to throw his rider, but whenever a saddle was put on him it made his back itch, and he would al ways insist upon rubbing it against the first tree or fence or corner of a house that he came to, and if he could bark the rider's leg he see m ed to be better contented. The last tirne I rode him was on the day of Aleck Bunger's wedding. I had on my best suit, and on the way to the festival there was a creek to be forded. When the horse got into the middle of it he took a drink, and then looked around at the scenery. Then he took another drink, and gazed again at the.prospect. Then he suddenly felt tired and lay down in the water. By the time he was sufficiently rested I was ready to go home. The next day he was taken sick. My hired man said it was the epizooty, and he mixed himn up some turpentine in a bucket of warm feed. That night the horse had spasms, and kicked four of the best boards out of the side of the stable. Jones said the horse hadn't the epizooty, but the botts, and that the turpentine ought to have been rubbed on the outside of him, instead of going into his stomach. So we rubbed him with turpentine, and the next morning he hadn't a hair on his body. Col. Smith told me that ifi wanted to know what really ailed the horse, he would tell me. It was the glan ders, and if he wasn't bled he would die. So the Colonel bled him for me. We took away a tubful, and the horse thinned down so that his ribs made him look as if he had swallowed a hoop skirt. It made him hungry too for that night he ate the feed box, a breaching strap, and two trace chains. Then I sent for the horse doctor, and he said there was nothing the matter with the horse but heaves, and he left some medicine "to patch up his wind." The result was that the horse coughed for two days as if he had gone into a galloping consumption, and be tween two of the coughs he kick. ed the hired man through the partition, and bit our black-and-tan errier in half. I thought perhaps a little exer ~ise might improve his health, so [ drove him out one day, and be proceeded in such a peculiar nanner that I -was afraid he might suddenly come apart and fall to pieces.. When we reached the top of the White House hill, which is very steep by the side of the road, he stopped, gave a sort of shudder, coughed a couple of times, kicked a fly off his near shoulder with his hind leg,and then laid down and calmly rolled over the bank. I got out of the carri age.before he fell, and I watched. him pitch clear down the valley beneath with the vehicle dragging after him. When we got to him he was dead,and the man at the farm. house close by said he had the blind staggers. I sold him for eight dollars to a man who wanted to make him up into knife handles, suspen4er buttons and glue; and since then, when we have wanted to take a ride we have walked. The next time I attempt to buy a horse I will get a male. [Itiladelphia Bulletin. A VICTORIOUS WIFE. "And you are a wife beater, are you ?" asked his Honor of a red necked, ugly looking man named Walter Henry. "She is enough to drive any man crazy," was the sullen answer. A woman with a black eye cakne forward. was sworn as a witness, and the court said: "Now, Mrs. Henry, what's the long and short and breadth and width of this story ?" "He came home half drunk, sir, and began to tell that he wished he had never marrie<d, and I an swered that he could go as soon as he pleased. Then he says: 'Mary. don't you sass me.' And I replies: 'And don't you sass me either ' then he says 'I'll blseryour eye for that ' And I replies: You touch me and I'll have you arrest ed.' And he said -he didn't care for the police, and he -bit me an awful cnff on the eye i" "What have you got to s+y to this." "JNothing, sir, only I wish that I was dead." "I suppose she wishes so too, and I'm sure the public wouldn't grieve much. I fine you ten dol lars, sir, and if you come again on the same charge I'll put you where you won't taste of buckleberry preserves for six months." "Here's the money," said the wife producing a bill. "What, you pay his fine!" ex claimed the court. "Yes, sir, here's the money. I3 told him I'd have him arrested if he struck me and I kept my word i1 And I'll have him arrested every time he strikes me!" And she took his arm and walked out.-Detroit Free Press. DYIN.-Benjamin F. Taylor, of the Chicago JTournal, draws the1 following beautiful picture in re ference to the certain departure for that undiscovered country: There is a dignity about that going away alone, which we call dying-that wrapping of the man tel of immortality about us ; that putting aside with a pale hand the1 azure curtains that are drawn around this cradle of a world; that venturing away from home t for the first time iin our lhves, for E we are dead; there ils nothing ~ dead to speak of, and seeing for eign countries not down on the e maps we have read about. There j must be lovely lands somewhere starward, for none ever return that go thither, and we very much doubt if any would if they i could.a A book agent who has retired t from active labor, upon the hard- i, earned accumulation of a life b of industrious cheek, says that the ja great secret of his success was, when he went to a house where the female head of the family present ed herself, he always opened by e saying, "I beg your pardon, p Miss, but it was your mother 1 si wanted to see." -That always 2I used to get 'em. They not only t subscribed for my books them. b selves, but told me where I could p find more customers. It is time enough for,God to an- b swer prayer when prayer is offer- ti ADVERTISINC RATESO Advertisements insertedat the rat of $1.0 per square--one inch-for Irst iuserthem, 1An 75c. for each subsequent insertion, Double column advertisements teuper cent on abo"e. Notices of meednigs,obitualies and IbftbB of- rset, same rawe per square a ordinary Specdal uomce -in local codum 15 cents perline, Advrbubif nomadcod wM'Afle m=u ber of insertions wiEL be. kept fnt,1t1 forbi4i and chared coiug. smwe ba f tt M&d Via Ios adver Done with Nestness and Dispatch Terms Cabe. A NARROW ESCAPE. The Schuyler mansion wa's -the theatre of a romance in the sum. mer of 1781. General Schuyle was not then in active service, but, 3s his house at Albany orsat Sama. W919, he was the vigilant eye of, 1he N'orthern Department.--'His person as a prisoner. was coveted 1s a capital prize by his Tory 2eigh bors. Walter Meyer,. To. !y colleague of the famous , eo Beltevs, was employed to 6 e'* wute a scheme for the seizure. aid ibduction of the gouaeral. .-With:A ?arty of his associates, Canadians' %nd Indians, he prowled in- the Proods near Albany-for,matly. days, md ascertained the exact sitato )f affairs at Schuyler's- hows frowi L Dutchman whom he Wa seize& tt his work. He learned tht. a ruard of six men' W06 there for ihe protection of Schuyler'lsperao,, ibree of thefh' alternate1y--o%di4y., *wnuially. The-Daitch-mm- wms Oompelled to -take an -oath of w b1*0011 Tra did so% wiV&-mntl -