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PTice elegant lw inteU Is brwopncfhei tePet Offices, and the prpreeo and Crueing poutic ofo nd airtros Pam phtle sed, thee onbecest of tamp,o posetiv,a ..mge .SJen. , 9 4 3-tf. .XisceUaneous. J. B. LEONARD, Dealer in GROCERIES, Wines, Liquors, Segars Tobacco, &c. Respectfully informs the public that his stock is fall and complete in all lines. Choice Goods, Low Prices, POLITE ATTENTION. aii Street, Newberry, S. C. Nov. 24 48 tf IRON BITERS, I 'hui '" A Great Tonic. decient DW0V'c2 especially io Indiges. IRON BITTERS, v.rs -e - A Sure Appetizer. letelikrw -of Enerl ete- It en RON BTERS, rchethe blood strengthens the s. 9 cetand gives new Hifb A Cmplu u ma to e nerves. To th IRON BIllERS, rem ommen A ValuaIble Medicine. ietie a charms on the digestive oa"s IRON BITERS, tseaspfule NtSeSld aaa...rase. TRY IT. Sold by all Druggists, [RON BITERS, 7RHMGcCDc. For Delicate Femala- BALTIMORE. Md. Wholesale by DOWIE & MOISE, Wholesale Druggists. Charleston, S.C. ]5-ly. NEVER FATLS To Give Entire Satisfaction. A pill that has become standard and it having :r. inprecedented sale throughout the Soul, is GILDER'S Liver Pills, They are honest, They are certain, They have no equal, And are recommended by thousands as be. ing -nd do:rg all that the proprietors claitr for them. They h'1ve never failed to have the de. sired effect where other pills have been un successfully tried. -AT W. E. PELHAM'S. Dec. 15, 47-ly. FRED VON SANTEN, 279 KING ST,, CHARLESTON, S. C, HEADQUARTERS FOR Chidren's Carriages, Velocipedes, Croquet, &c. IN and OUT DOOR GAMES: TIOY.S, at Wholesale and Retail, French Confectionlery, Hlome Madi Cream and StIck Candy, Rubber Goods, such as Clothing, Nur. sery Sheeting, Eurekas, &c., &c. gg Orders fromi the country receivt prompt attention. Jan. 19, 47-6mn. 1880. 1880. GRIND ICENTRAL ROTEL (Formerly the Wheeler House,) comenmA., s. C. TIIOOGHILY EIENoYATED, EEFURNISIHED AND REFITTED~ TERMS, $2,00 TO $3,00 PER DAY, JOHN T. WILLEY, Propriet'r Nov. 10, 46-tf. HENRY BAYER, IMPOETEE 'OF BANTANAS, COCOANUTS AND ORANGES And Wholesale Dealer in Apples, Potatoes, Onions, &c. 215 EAST BAY, CHARLESTON, 8. C. [0 Prompt attention given to countr orders. Nov. 17, 47-6m. PAILION HOTEL CHARLESTON, S. C. This popular and centrally located Hous has been entirely renovated daring the pas summer and was REOPENED to the trave ing public on August 16, 1880. Terms, $2 and $2.50 per Baye E. T. GATLL ARD, ova. 1, A7-..r PROPRErOR. HOE OUT YOUR ROW. One day a lazy farmer boy Was hoeing out the corn, And moodily had listened long To bear the dinner horn. The welcome blast was heard at last, And down he dropped his hoe; But the good man shouted in his ear, "My boy, hoe out yonr row." Although a "hard-one" was the row, To use a ploughman's phrase, And the lad, as sailoN have it, P.ginning well to "haze." "I can," he said, and manfully Ile seized again his hoe Ar.d the good man smiled tolsee The boy "hoe out his row." The lad the text remembered long, And proved the moral well, That Derseveraace to the end At last will nobly tell. Take courage, man! resolve you can, Aad strike a vigorous blow; In life's great field of varied toil, Always "hoe out your row." Triginal ftrmg. (WRTTEN FOR THE NEWBERRY 1ERALD. AUTUMN LEAVES -0 BY CLYDE WAYNE. -0 The autumn leaves came flut tering down through the hal opened window and covered tb, pages of the book that lay idly oi Lillian's lap. She did not seen to note the fact but was lookin abstractedly out of the w.indox while with one hand she crusho the' witbered leaves and scattere the fragments on the carpet a her feet. The turning of the door kno and rustle of garments cansed be to start suddenly and snatch w the book as her mother entere the room and came to her side. 'Lillian,' she said sternly. am very much surprised, at you conduct. Here you have bee moping all the afternoon unde pretext of a headache when ever one knows you are grieving fc that young scape-grace. Yo must think of what people wi say, my child.' 'Mamma, I really do feel unwel And Charley Elerton has nothin to do with my, what you tern moping, I assure you.' 'He has a good deal to do wit it. Your word to the contrar3 notwithstanding, and I must foI bid your show of grief in this mar ner. You should know he hr had ample opportunity of speal ing to you. I suppose he will t making love to some other g'irli less than a month hence. I woul not allow him to think your beai had been scared by his fickl smile.' After this very pleasant lectul the lady left the room, and agai the bright gold and yellow leave were ruthlessly torn to piece and left in heaps on the floor bi side her chair, and after awhil Lillian rose and closing the boo dre v her chair close to the wvir dow and gave herself up to fai cy's wandering lead. You may be sure her though1 were not very pleasant ones juil now. It was true as her motb< had said. Certainiv in all the strolls in the happy Springtirr Charley needed no opp)ortunity 1 tell his love. And now he wvi gone! For twelve long montl she ;would never see the laughic gray eyes or bear the low yoit to which she loved to lisLen. Br she would not believe he he willingly left her thus. 'He d love me and I cannot thir that he will be 'making love 1 4ome other girl' as mother Sait were her concluding reflections. ,These two, Lillian Falkner at Charley Elerton, had known ea< other from childhood, but it w: not till each came borne from two years of boarding school Ii that they bad thought of lov Charley haid parted from her Pmere beardless boy, and when,< her arrival at home, he met h she could scarcely recogniZe in tI tall, moustached,young gentlema tthe Charley of her first scho days. And to him she had also chan ed. From a plump, rosy yout miss she bad developed into a ti slender maiden, and the glanc that occasionally shot from under , i the heavy dark lashes soon left their impress on his heart. And i in the months that had followed he was her constant companion, and she had learned the sweet I lesson of love, and knew he held a place in her heart that none I other had ever filled. Charley had chosen medicine as the profession of his choice, and and together they had talked of i the bome-leaving; but not one I word of love did he breathe into the ears that were longing to j hear. Once, after they had been gathering ferns, and were resting on a shady bank she glanced up and I caught his glance as of a pained i yearning, in the dark eyes, and I coloring under it she had hastily risen and they resumed their t walk, neither speaking for some moments. At length Charley plucked a myrtle sprig and offer ing it to her said, with a smile: t 'Lillian, won't you keep this in I memory of this evening's walk?' She had laughingly placed it in the brooch at her throat, and that night she took it out, and with a kiss between a sigh and tear laid it away in the little Bible she and he had read together at school. Although her mother had so f strongly appealed to her pride, and though she resolutely strove to banish his image, it was ap parent that her heart was receiv ing a lesson that would leave its scars. She had been promised a visit to her Uncle Harry's in the up country, and her mother proposed t that she go immediately. This proposition accorded well with her desires, and she entered heart r ily into the needed preparations. She longed for a change. Longed to leave scenes and associations that only served to recall pleas ures that had forever gone. n It was a clear balmy day,osuch as we seldom see in the bleak r month of December, that she F found herself enroute to her Un r cle's home. On the second day a after leaving home she arrived at I the little village of Allenton, and Uncle Harry's kindly face was the first to greet her. ' 'Well, my dear. So glad to see you I The girls and Aunt Mima are about crazy to get a glimpse h of you. Did you find the ride a tiresome one, child ?' -All these questions were asked as he hurried her to the waiting ~carriage, and after they had got inside she answered him. 0'Yes, a long ride, Uncle, but nnot tiresome. I do so love to sit dback atd gaze at the scenery, passing like a grand panorama be Cfore the sight,' she said with a bright smile. ''There! That sounds jus.t 'ike your mother! And how strange Sly it makes me feel. You are ex 'actly like she was when we used to go together over this same Croad. Ah I many is the time we ktwo have passed along here on our way to school. And such fun as we used to have!' Here and there a!ong the read She would point out the cottages ~and tell her the name of the owner. One in particular, at rtracted her attention from its every old and gothic appearance. oSomewhbat back from the road it Slay nes tied amid tall elms and Smock orange trees. g This,' said her uncle, 'is the home of Mrs. Gardner, a childless widow. Her nephe w, Jesse Gard dner, lives with her and manages the estate. He is a fine young fellow just home from school last Spring. The old lady idolizes him and at her death the property will all be his.' *As she spoke they iiere nearing the avenne leading to the house and a young man was standing near the gate overlooking some men who were busy on ajob near at hand. iHer un-ele told her this was Mr. ~Gardner, but she had only a pass eing glance of his face as he smiled ,and bowed to her uncle. A few lmore turns and they halted be fore a large old farm house where her mother's girlhood days had gbeen passed. lSach a rush of cousins and ...auts! Phen she was half car 'ied into the large sitting room, Lnd hat and cloak removed, while l tried to talk to her at once. 'So good of Aunty to let you ome, and just in the right time oo,' Mabel said. 'Yes, we are going to have fine imes, soon. Mrs. Gardner intends ,iving Jesse a grand ball on next Phu'sday. We already have the ards and you are included in the nvitation,' Julia added, drawing chair to Lillian's side. 'Then,' Mabel put in, 'it will be ust splendid. There will be two f her nieces from Melbourne, lora and Edith, and their brother layne, and, ob dear I we are ing to have ever so nice a time, know.' Aunt Mima had gone out during be talk and now return ed,saying : Well, girls, I suppose your cousin eels tired after her long ride, and ve will have 'tea', and you can ake her to your room and there inish the discussion of your anti ipated pleasures.' -The eventful Thursday at length 6rrived and the girls set out for &rs. Gardner's cottage. Uncle larry having been laid up at the leventh hour, with rheumatism, ,hey installed old Daddy John as :arriage driver and guardian. - Mrs. Gardner herself met them Lt the door and, after greeting hem, turned to Lillian with the -emark: 'So glad to meet you, my dear. [ used to know your mother, and 7ou look s'o very like she did hen I last saw her. Come in I esse is out somewhere. I sup ose I will have to deputize one )f you girls to go in search of im,' she said with a smile. 'I'll undertake the task, Aunt Elettie,' Julia said, 'and I won't e gone long either. I'll march im in here directly. See!' So saying she left the group and ,hey entering the drawing-room, Lillian was presented to some of he assembled guests. In a few moments Julia returned with the young Lord of the house and presented him th: 'Lillian, this is Jesse; Jesse, this is my cousin Lillian. Amuse yourselves while I go and help Aunt Hettie. I see she is want ing me.' One by one :the carriages de posited their fair burdens till the balls were quite thronged with the brighL young faces and re sounded with their merry laugh. At length dancing commences and swiftly fly the hours as the light feet keep time to the en livening strains of music. Some grow tired of the in essant motion and stroll out on the piazza amid the dim shadows of light that fall faintly across from the windows. Lillian was among the latter class, and had been standing some time in the shadow of the vine trellis when she heard voices on the opposite side. 'By George ! Jesse,' Hall Ste phens was saying, 'don't you think Miss Falkner is a stunner?' 'Well, Hall, she is pretty. But you know I have fancied that there is an expression as of some hidden pain in her eyes. I bave noticed it several times to-night when she has been sitting aside. '.Pshaw ! She is too young to have had any head ache. All your foolish imagination, boy.' They had passed on and Lillian, standing out in the pale light, thought of all that had come to her in the last two years. Thought of that well remembered Autumn eve when she had looked up and caught just such an expression in Charley's eyes. And as she re. viewed the past a deep sigh es caped her and, fearing lest fur ther reflections should cause her to waver in forgetting, she hastily reentere~d the bouse. Try as she might the image o her first love would float before her in imagination, and she vainly strove to banish the sad thoughts that had been awakened. and she was heartily glad when they ha( started homeward. Clearly Jesse was in love and she recalled the silent thougi impressive glance he gave her at he banded her into the carriage and she felt the tight clasp of bi strong hand. Days lengthened into weeks,and weeks into months, during which time Jesse Gardner had become a constant visitor at her uncle's house. At first she tolerated his visits and then she began, uncon sciously almost, to look for him. The frank open face held a strange fascination for her, and in her let terb home his name was so of ten mentioned that her mother thought she bad succeeded in banishing the image of Charley Ellerton from her heart. (Concluded next week.) SPOOPENDYKE'S SARDINES. The Broklyn Family Eats Them Uuder Diffi culties. Brooklya Eagle. 'Look here, my dear,' said Mr. Spoopendyke, tossing over the laces and ribbons in his wife's bureau drawer, 'what's become of the can-op,ner ? I don't see it any wbere.' .'What do you want of it?' asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, fluttering up to protect her trinkets and trying to gain a little time. 'I want to open some sardines with it,' returned Mr. Spoopen dyke, abandoning the drawer and hunting through the work-basket. 'Think I want to comb my hair with ii? Imagine I wanted to write a letter with it? Well, I don't. I want some sardines. What have you done with it ?' 'You might take your big knife,' recommended Mrs. Spoopendyke. 'Tbe large blade isjust the thing for that.' Mr. Spoopendyke seized the knife and bored away at one cor. ner of the box, while his wife looked on with considerable dis. tress. 'Hadn't you better put a paper under the box? You'll get the oil all over the table cloth,' sug. gested Mrs. Spoopendyke. 'No, I won't, either,' said Mr. Spoopendyke, as the knife plunged through and the oil spattered. 'Served you right if I did,' he continued, plowing away .at the tin, while the grease flew in all directions. 'It would teach you to jut the can opener where you could find it. What kind ol housekeeping do you call this, any how ?' ho yelled, as the blade slipped out and closed up on his fingers. 'Did you hurt yourself, dear ? asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, anx iously. 'No, I didn't hurt myself,' grin. ned Mr. ISpoopendyke. 'The dod gasted knife struck the bone, or I would have been dead with agony an hour ago. Give me some ether!' he howvled. 'Fetch me some chloroform! S'pose I'rr going to saw at this box any mor without an anesthetic ? Got at idea I'm going to chip off' a cou pie dozen fingers without some thing to deaden pain ? Where'i the laughing gas ? Give me som< laughing gas while I extract thes< measly old fish,' and Mr. Spoopen dyke pranced around the room and then jabbed the knife into th< box again, and ripped away a~ though he was run by steam. 'N use to hide away from me! he yelled, backing away at th box with all his might. 'I knov you're in there, and there can' be any dod gasted sardine tha ever was built get away from me Come out, I tell ye !' and h seized a fish by the tail and slun~ him across the room. 'You'r transaCting business with Spoop endyke ~now !' and he clawed ou a handful of mashed sardines an< slapped them down on a plate. 'Won't you spoil 'em, dear 1 asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, dodgin1 the flying heads and tails. 'The: won't be very good if you opei 'em that way.' 'Oh, won't they ?' howled Mr Spoopendyke. 'If you don't lik 'em that way, what'd you ask fo them for ? Maybe you want me t< take 'em out in a baby carriage P'raps you've got an idea I ough to ciimb under 'em ~and lift ther out. May be you want me to get int that box with a boat an~d take 'er Out with a. seine. Well, I won't I tell ye. Give me the tongs, I want that fish at the bottom. Where's the tongs? Gone to get married to the can-opener, haven't they ?' and Mr. Spoopendyke grab bed another fish and fired him into the grate. 'Be patient, my dear,' said Mrs. Spoopendyke, soothingly. 'Make the opening a little wider, and they'll come out.' 'Ain't I patient ?' shouted Mr. Spoopendyke. 'P'raps you want me to sing to 'em, 'I wish I was an angel and with the-' dod gast the fish! Come out of that!' and with a wrench Mri. Spoopendyke hauled off the top and disclosed the mangled remains of his ene mies. 'Now give me a lemon,' and he eyed the repast with any thing but contentment. 'Stir around and get me a lemon, quick, now!' 'Upon my word, my dear, I don't believe there's a lemon in the house,' stammered Mrs. Spoopendyke, 'I had one.' 'Oh, you had one!' proclaimed Mr. Spoopendyke, 'only you're just out. If you'd been brought up right you'd only need an awn ing and a family on the top floor to be a grocery shop! S'pose I'm going to eat these sardines raw ? Think 'm going to swallow these fish alive? Gimme somethipg to put on 'em, will ye?' 'What would you like, my dear?' querried Mrs. Spoonpen dyke. 'Ink, dod gast it! Fetch me some measly ink! Got any nails? Can't ye find some laudanum somewhere?' and Mr. Spoopen dyke projected himself into the closet and pranced out with a bottle of arnica. 'There,' he howled, as he dashed the contents over the sardines. 'There's your fish all ready for you, and the next time you want me to open the things you have a lemon. will ye? Find a can opener, won't we ?' and Mr. Spoopendyke flopped into his easy chair and picked up the paper. 'Don't you want some of the fish,' asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, af ter a long pause. 'No, I don't,' growled Mr. Spoopendyke. 'But this is a fresh box" said Mrs. Spoopendyke, displaying the sardines in neat layers. 'How'd you get it open ?' de manded Mr. Spoopendyke. 'With the can-opener,' replied his wife, 'I good it in your tool box, where you put it to sharpen it.' 'Maybe I put the lemon in there to sharpen that too,' granted Mr. Spoopendyke, pegging away at the box and looking up with his mouth fall, but recognizimg the taste of vinegar he made some remarks about some people only need ir'e a handle and a cork to be a fortunatus jug, and having finished the lot he demanded why his wife hadn't asked for 'em it she wanted some, and went t(' bed with some incoherent obser vations on jthe absurdity of folks sitting around like matryrs with fish within reach. AN UNFORTUNATE MAN.-"Ca lam ity" Lapham is the name of a man who lives in Ottumwa, Iowa. He acquired his unhappy sobrique,t from the numerous aceidents o1 which he has been the victim. He was shot a dozen or more times during the war ; was run over by a caisson, and went to the bottom of the Mississippi river with a transport sunk at the siege of Vicksburg. Since the war he hbe had the cholera, smallpox, yellow fever, been bitten by a snake, struck by lightning andl had three ribs broken by a falling wall during an earthquake in one of the Souith American States. A short time ago hie left hand was cut off in an Ottumwa mill. Two young ladies in Montreal were gazing into the windows of a millinery store, when suddenly a gas explosion blew out the win dow and nearly killed the young ladies. This should be a terrible warning to young ladies to avoid millinery stores. WHAT A BOY DID., A Duke, walking ,m his garden - one day,.saw a Latin copT f . great work on Mathematief lyi on the grass, and thinking-isUd been brought from his librav called some one to carry it bck. 'It bebngs to me,' . gardener's son, steppilag . 'Yours,' cried the duke ; understand geomet'y an&Uii 'I know a little of then swered the lad, mod"etly,, The duke, having a taste for" sciences, began to talk with the. young student, and was caton isbed -at the clearness andateli ligence of bis answers. 'But *how came yoa to,kno much?' asked the -dukei, 'One of the servants taught me to read;' answered the lad; 4ote does not need to know anythi more thau the- tioM.u#-f. et in order to learn everythj6lse one wishes.' But the-gentlenijti wanted to know more about42s, 'After I learned tor,ed' . the boy, 'the masons dame work on your house; T noticed the architect used a rule,and cojn passes, and made a greatiuIay> calculations. What was,tbe' ing and use of that I asked they told me of ascienceft&- d arithmetic. I bought.:an art metic and studied it troight They then told -me theri -a another science called ge66y I bought the books and geometry. Then I found e . were better books aboun tbeie sciences in Latin. I Uonghtig dictionary and leafnedi ate heard there were stlle in French. I got a dicionarynd. learned French. It seeastoa we may leara everything Mileo d we know .the twenyS6rU of the alphabet.' They are, in fact, the liddetso every science. But lioW ,ni boys are contented tWwaste1the", time at the first two or three rounds, with not'pluck *or pe verance enough to climb hi&iii... Up, up, up, if you want to:no more, and see clearer, andtale high post of usefulness in the,w And if you are a poor boy.an need a little- friendly eneour ment to help you on,W Maure you have a will to climb,you find.the way,justas the son found it afterwards ia l Dueo rgyll, under wb rentage he pursued his stiiffes and became a distinguishid tia*e- -- mauician. Stone's Mathematical DctinarJ -for Stone was the young garden or's namne-was a celebrated--{ book published in London someA years ago.-Maynard Jouraal.. A CLEVEa DoDGE.-The etory, if not new, is ingenious, of th6 - careful Bloomsbury matron, who' having broken the cover of a boa. ter dish, w4nt to the china shop , where it bad been bought, and, with much artfulness, asked the ' proprietor if he would sell her A butter dish similar to her own without its cover. 'Yes,' the shopkeeper said, he would- spare one to oblige the lady, but he must really charge her two shit - lings and six pence for t. -'utA the thing complete is but -three -- shillhngs,' urged the customer. 'Just so,' said the china-dealer, 'but you see, the cover. is abso. lutely valueless ; it' is the dish it self that cost all the money, and~ the sixpence I allow is more thase the worth of the cover. 'You are j sure of that?7' said the lady. Qie .4 Madam,' was the reply. 'Dear ,, me !' exclaimed the customer, 'how silly of me, to be sure! it is " really a cover I want. and nogthe~ f dish I' and putting down sixpence on the counter, she took up the cover and and left the shop before - the astonished itradesman couid recover from his surprise saf* ciently to speak6 More than 6,000 patents will expire .this year, many of theut being very important. Theiroan ers will ask an extension, bliith'e policy of Congress of late ia been unfavorable to roewil~ Some malignan# slaniderersgya "Woman needa nO ealogistfo --aks for herself."+