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AIE, ERATO JAKSO, Atoney-ata AND liosoEmI 41FFrOSTUET,IASIGTN C. C racetic tetwo noalos brncext to the PtentOWhielnter uremean C.rcullt Cort of the UniediStaes. Paem phlesfie te oeit oft stamp Gordeost ged Seed p.a1ay 188 6tor f.da Preservetl attended tok Zap R. S-TOKS ANDHI Has inoedopposiez the Cise as, whire hwe fte prempared, ase withfir th estok tmen tof acd of work giing ais tine yracilitieus and forg horsmae, withe thebinde effbecmts, andantoeen atifc poos, aBok fore tihe eofCler ofh Core'sheriffs Pratif'en auges. Matersles Euity,lind therg Coftehre afnicials. ~a eoriodil all ndge f pulctons Allorderse art lyatne o E.AL R.O STOE, Oct.~ 8, 4-tf. Clrba .C Az1.F.GW. T. STON .LAD LatebCd mmisseobes of e,attents.,ac cavants,aind Poate. ge age.. e Sue e 1, 24 3-tf. .ilisceUaneous. J. B. LEONARD, Dealer in GROCERIES, Wines, Liquors, Segars Tobacco, &c. Respectfully informs the public that his tock is full and complete in all lines. choice Goods, Low Prices, POLITE ATTENTION. Kaiu Street, Newberry, S. C. Nov. 24 48 tf At Gra Tn. andlerm orlSlNls A G~reat Tonic. and efficient TONIC; especially in Iad'ges IT S ter,ettant p - RON BITTERS, m:7 l r~8e83 O ~ era, Wcunt of p - A Sure Appetizer. s t e, L o Energ, etc. It en riches the blood, s trengthens the inns les and gives new life A cmiyse hnr to the nerves. To the aged, ladies, and chil --- dren requiring R lre ;&vbet,cn othgly ' recmed-d SkVal1uabte Medicine. It actiske a chable on the digestive organs. RONITTERS, e v=" Na ol as Beverage. TRY IT. Sold by all Druggists, RON BITTERS, TEOwR sCO. For DelicateFemala- BALT.MORE, Md. Wholesale by DOWIE & MOISE, Wholesale )ruggists, Charleston, S. C. 15-ly. NEVER FAILS Fe Give Entire Satisfaction. A pill that has become standard and is iaving an unprecedented sale .tlrougbout be South, is GILDERrS Liver Pills, 'hey are honest, They are certain, They have no equal, nd are recommended by thousands as be ig aend doing all that the proprietors claim *or them. Thev have never failed to have the de ired effect where other pills have been un mcessfully tried. -AT W. E. PELHAM'S. Dec. 15, 47i-1y. FRED VON SANTEN, 279 KING ST., CHARL!ST0N, S. C. HEADQUARTERS FOR Children's Carriages, Veloeipedes, Croquet, &c., [N and OUT DOOR GAMES, 'TOYS, at Wholesale and Retail, rrench Confectionery, Home Made Cream and Stick Candy, Rubber GQOds, such as Clothing, Nur sery Sheeting, Eurekas, &c., &c. gg' Orders from they country receive propt attention. Jan. 19, 47-6m. 1880. 1880. ~R1ND CJENTRIL HOTEL, (Formerly the Wheeler House,) COLUMIBIA, S. C. rlHOUGiRLY RENoiVATED, REFIUNISHED AND REFITTED. TERMS, $2.00 TO $3.00 PER DAY, JOHN T. WILLEY, Propriet'r. Nov. 10, 46-tf. HENRY BAYER, IMPORTER 'OF BANANAS, COCOANUTS AND ORANGES, And Wholesale Dealer in Apples, Potatoes, Onions, &c., 215 EAST BAY, CHARLESTON, S. C. 7 ?rompt attention given to country orders. Nov. 17, 47-6m. PAVILION HOTEL, CHARLESTON, 8. 0. This popular and centrally located House has been entirely renovated d"ring the past summer and was REOPENL. ': travel ing public on August 16, 1880. Terms, $2 and $2.50 per Day. E. T. GAILLARD, v. 17, 47-tf. PROPRTE rOR. oetry. TRUSTING. BY CARRIE V. SHAW. I am thinking of you, darling, As I watch the dying day, While the twilight dews arc falling And the light fades slow away. I shall think of you forever! When the autumn leaves are red I shall feel you once more near me, I shall hear the words you said. When the winter snows are dropping; When the buds are born again, And the April skies are weeping, As in pity, for my pain. I shall think of you, and ever, Till the close of life's bright day, When the dews of death are falling And the light fades slow away. WhIT LITTLE NELL 1119. -0 They were going hazel-nutting p in the north lot-the Philbrick baildren and Little Nell. Little Nell was not one of the Pbilbrick children ; in fact, she ras not the most distant sort of i cousin to Will, Jack, and Polly. She was Dick Long's daughter, tnd Dick Long had been a poor, ibiftless fellow, wb cobbled shoes, or a time, in the village, two r.iles from the Philbrick farm, tnd then went away to California ever to be heard from again. He was not much loss, to be iure, so the neighbors thought, )ut it killed his wife, and when he died, good Mrs. Philbrick )pened her motherly heart and Lrms to Little Nell, and took her n. Her real name was Henrietta, ut Miss Jackson. the dressmaker, Nho read Charles Dickens' stories great deal, called her one day, Little Nell,' and it clung to her ver after. You see she was a quiet, shy ittle creature, with such big, soft, rown eyes, and such a sweet, ~ooing voice, that 'Henrietta' ~eemed too long and hard a name ~or her. It was Saturday afternoon; and, s I told you, Will and Jack and olly and Little Nell were going lazel.nutting. The eachcare , basket, and each basket had a aky apple turuover. These were for lunch, in case be children got hungry ; and we now, don't we, that growing, ide-awake boys and girls are al ays getting hungry ? It was a long time before they eached the north lot. Folly for ~ot her 'kid fingers,' and had to o back for them, else her poor ittle hands would have been tuck full of prickles. Then Jack ust needs chase a.woodpecker a ong way while the three waited for him. But they got their baskets full f nuts, with their prickly cov rings, and ate their turnover all but Jack. That is to say, ack ate his turnover with the est, but he had not filled his asket. I think he had spent too much f the afternoon in chasing the ittle red squirrels, and in balanc ng -imself on the smooth log hich spanned the brook. Now be sun had gone down. It was rowing late and chilly. Jack kicked crossly at a de ayed stump. 'You should have worked more ~nd played less,' laugbed Will, ooking at his own heaped up asket. 'Mind your own bread and but er,' retorted Jack, savagely. 'You needn't be afraid of my askin g for my of yours.' It was not at all a nice way for a rother to talk. So thought Lit le Nell, anid she slapped tier band softly into Jack's. -Gomet bomne ow, Jacky,' she said, 'and I'll give ou balf of mine.' Jack laughed, nd gave the old stump a parting ick. A cloud of dust flew up. Jack's foot bad hammered its way through the rotten wood. Thbe stump was hollow. Jack ulled his foot out, and after it olled and rattled a rieb, brown tream of nuts-three quarts at he very least ! -iooray !' shouted Jack. caper ing wildly about. 'I don't want any of anybody's nuts, now !' Then he seized his basket and began to scoop in the treasure, by handfuls. Little Nell looked on with wide open eyes. Who put 'em there ?' she asked. 'It's a squirrel's store-house,' answered Will. 'Wasn't he a jolly little fellow ? and wasn't it lucky L kicked ?' cried Jack, briskly digging away the decayed wood, to look for more. The big brown eyes ran over with tears, as Little Nell began to understand. 'Don't take them, Jack,' she pleaded. 'I'll give you all of mine.' -'All of yours ain't half so many as is here ; and b hy shouldn't I take 'em, I'd like to know ? Find ing is having, Little Nell.' 'You didn'tsay so when I found your ten-cent piece,' said Polly, swinging her basket. Jack reddened, remembering whut a time there had been about that ten-cent piece. 'You _keep still, Polly Philbrick !' he said ; 'I aint a chipmunk, an' a ten-cent piece isn't nuts. Ain't there a lot, though ?' And it was quite in vain that Little Nell begged him to put them back. She walked home beside Polly, sileot and sorrowful. 'We might give ours, Polly,' she said ; 'turn them down, in a little heap side of the stump, you know, where he could find them easy. 0 Polly, what will be do, when he goes to his house and finds they're all taken away ?' This was a long speech for Lit tle Nell to make. But Polly laughed at her. 'You little goosey,' she said, 'the squir rel won't mind, and don't you think about it any more.' But she did. She could not help it. At the supper-table that night, Mamma Philbrick counted noses. Thr1l.e was one missing ; a little straight nose, under a pair of big, brownu eyes. 'Whbere is little Nell, children ?' 'I haven't seen her since we came home,' said Will. 'Nor I,' said Jack. 'I haven't, either,' said Polly, 'but I know where she's gone. Jack robbed a squirrel's hole to day, and little Nell cried about it. She wanted to give t.he squirrel her hazel-nuts, an' I wouldn't wonder if that's whbere she is.' 'W hat's that ?' asked Mr. Soule. Mr. Soule was a drover, who had come to buy Papa Philbrick's cattle. He had very sharp black eyes and a snappy voice. Polly jumped. 'Oh!I' said she, and upset her teacup. ThLen she bad to tell the story all over. 'Well, I never!' said Papa Phil brick ; while the drover's black eyes twinkled with delight. Presently the door opened and Little Nell crept in, breathless, with red cheeks, and soft bair blown about her face. She put her empty basket down gently. 'Did Mister Chippy make a bow, and say 'Than k'ee mum ?' asked Jack, with a laugh. 'Don't you tease the child I' or dered Papa Philbrick. Then Little Nell' had her sup per. Mamma Philbrick gave her one of the nicest gold-band china bowls, full of milk, and a silver spoon to sip it from. After that, Mr'. Soule took her on his lap, and told her stories, in his sharp, snappy voice, until bed timine. The next day but one, the chil dren went to the spot where Lit tle Nell had left her hazel-nuts; but they had all disappeared. Little Nell was quite sure the squirrel had carried them off to hi' new house. I think so too. But the best is not told. Whben Papa Ph il brick come home from the village postoffice, one night, not long after this, he brought a little box, directed to 'Mr. Jonas Philbrick.' When the box was opened -guess ? It was full of nuts of every kind,-walnuts, buttcernuts, pea tnuts, filberts, and eastanas-'sheep ,n-'Toe.s; J r. lled t hem. There was. a card, too. This is 1 what it said 'From Master Chippy Squirrel, to the tender-hearted little girl who gave him all her hazel-nuts.' 'That's Little Nell ?' shouted the childi en.t And Little Nell divided her treasures happy as a queen. [ Youth's Companion. _ t A PATRIARCH AND APOS TLE. ] New York Observer. the elements were So mixed in him, that Nature might stand I up And say to all ,he world, THIS WAS A MAN No other man so completely filled my ideal of one of the an cie!t patriarchs as the late Dr. Plumer. If Michael Angelo had carved him in marble for Moses or Abraham, the world would have admired the genius that could in vent such a model for a hero of the early ages. He was an old man when young. I knew him when he was fifty, and then thought him to be seven ty. Not because of infirmity. He was strong when the "strong t men" are wont to "bow them- I selves." But his dignity, gravity, solemnity, impressed you with a sense of the venerable, and made you feel his presence as that of a father. I remember when be first ap peared in the General Assembly with his great white beard. Dr. Robert J. Breckinridge, a mem ber also, said to me with his over flowing humor: 'Plumer ought to have given us notice that he was going to bring that beard with him ; then we might have been ready for him-why, that's good for twenty votes." It was a splendid beard. Long, soft, fine, silky, kemp with elegant care, at once an ornament and a defence against cold, it seemed to become him as natural and necessary to. complete his figure. Majesty was' the word that I would apply to him, as the most expressive term. When he rose in the pulpit, or appeared on the platform, or in the midst of a great assembly, his personal appearance struck to the heart of the au dience. They sat wondering what could b.3 said worthy 2f such a source. And his first words were always chosen with great care. Perhaps it was an epigram. Per-1 haps an incident. As wvhen I heard him in Pittsburgh corn mence his sermon in words like these : a sermon of consolation to those in1 affliction: 'I am told that seven young mothers are lying1 dead in this city ! On how many in this house are the badges of mourning ! And, oh how manyI earts are breaking that hang out no signals of distress!" Aud then he said : "W e are all sinners, and therefore are all sufferers." ThusI aving fastened the attention of1 all, he poured the oil of the Gospel into Tbeir wounds and bound1 them up with the promises of God. Hie was wonderfully appropiate in his preaching. It is probable that be often decided on the sub ject after coming into the pulpit. but his discourses were carefully elaborated, and he had hundreds at his comm:nd whbich he could de liver witn o:: without a moment's1 notice. I was with him in the ante room of a eburch in Brookly,n where he was to preach for me. We had selected the hymns ap propriate to the sermon he in tended to preach. After going I into the pulpit he surveyed the audince, and turning to me, he< said : 'I have determined to< change my subject: PRAY .FORI ME." Anid then he preached with such fervor, freedom and force, that one who bad often heard him, said to me, "I never heard a better discourse." His stores of anecdote for the illustration of divine truth were abundant and always ready fori use. Only Dr. Guthrie equalledt him in this. In his letters and I says for the press he was happy I in a story that fitted the place. ie would often relate them for he entertainment of his friend ometimes at their expense. But )c ,vas as ready to take as to give. 3is critical mind sometimes ex )osed him to repartee. Haifa-dozen ministers were sit ing on the piazza of Congress lall at Saratoga ; Dr. Parks, of vest Point, continually addressed iim as Dr. Plu-mer. At length he Dr. turned upon him and aid: "Dr. Park, my name is Plum-er, ot Plu-mer." "Thank you," said the other, my name is Parks, not Park." Dr. ?lumer enjoyed this as much as e all did, and not long afterward e picked me up for a remark in vhicb I had made the sentence so nvolved, that the relation of the atter part to its proper antece ent was obscure and perhaps lu .icrous. I forget what it was, ut I said: "It reminds me of )r. Plumer's first sentence in a ermon, when he said : 'I once nade a journey of a hundred niles to see my aged mother on orseback.' " He was one of the ablest dd aters of the age. His power in he General Assembly was im nense. 'On tle platform or at he bar. if he had been in civil ife, no orator or statesman of the lay would have surpassed him. ,Vhen he was settled in Rich nond, Va., a legal question in re ;ard to taxation of ministers came up, and the clergy appointed Dr. lumer to represent them in re istance to the proposed measure. [he bar of the State was arrayed ,ainst him. The gentleman who elated the re?'lt to me said: He beat them all, and was wrong >esides." He probably never did a better vork, and he said so himself vhen dying, than in the mighty neeting in Philadelphia, when he tood up and answered Mr. vloody's questions in regard to he plan of salvation. The ques ions and answers were reported n thousands of newspapers, and vere then made into a tract of miversal circulation. Dr. Plum ncr was as full of the Holy spirit in g'iving' those answers as he divines of the Westminster .ssembly when they answered, What is God ?" Yet he was a man of sorrows. tIl great natures are disciplined . >y trials, and it may be that such nen need far greater burde. han others to make them feel the reight. Probably the t wo great st of these were his separations rom the two Seminaries which he erved with vast ability and use ulness. When he was constrained o retire from Allegheny, the >ressure nearly broke his heart. le came to New York and >oured the grief of his soul into nine. I asked hini to ride out ith me, and strove to divert him >y pleasan a talk and the sight of' leasing things. As we were re urning at the edge of evening, ren I thought he was less dis urbed, he bowed his head on my houlder and wept sore, say'ing: I am in anguish of spirit: it eems as though I were forsaken f God and inan." To me there vas something awful in the sad ess and despondency of such a nan. So it pleased God to bruise iim. Then grace triumphed, and .he saint was made illustrious over ,he suffering man. Greater use ulness remained for him, and he vent away to his newly-opened eld, a willing worker anywhere, ringing sons unto glory, like the laptain whom he followed, made erfect through suffering. IIe brought forth fruit, "e'en lown to old age." A son of thun Ier and a son of' consolation, ionded, with a voice like the oice of many waters when he houted, and soft as any lute in ts lower tones, his natural force vas not abated under the weight f eighty years. Children and pa ents hung on his lips as if' one ere speaking who had risen from he dead. This is one of the old >ophets, they ready to say. And e deep bass voice that came rm behind his flowing venerable eard heightened the,illusion, and nade the man in the pulpit pie u,..sqne andi sublime. TI'he manner and circumstances fr of his death were among the mys teries of Him whose ways are past p finding out. Blessed be God, His u ways are higher and better than m ours. Very few of th.e martyrs p endured more physical agonies ju none of them were sustained with s, more abundant effus'ons of divine m grace. A painful disease required b a surgical operation, the anguish of of the disease being intolerabie, and the operation promising re w lief if the sufferer survived. When p: his hour drew nigh, he said: m "I can. and do trust God who so has always been a Father to me. cl Yes, I will trust him though he us slay mec. And has not Jesus cc Christ given me many tokens of yc his love for more than sixty years, cc and allowed me to preach his O Gospel more than fifty-four years, hE and shall I nct look to him? I ch think, too, the flessed Comforter at will be with me t- the end. He g< has often made my heart leap for sb joy and sing praises. I believe in sa God, the Father Almighty, Maker hi of Heaven and E: rth, and in m Jesus Christ, His So., I believe sp in the Holy Ghost." at When the operation was over is and the symptoms were %.come a unfavorable for his recovery, h i in sisted that he had done his w hile c duty and the issue was altogeth,r m with God. He declared with great emphasis: .c "Jesus Christ has most lovingly died for me, and brought in a glorious and everlasting right eousness, which is infinitely well- T pleasing in his Father's sight. W I trust him-I trust him only-I ti trust him altogether-I trust him p forever. I wanted to give my li testimony that the Gospel I have preached for so many years has not failed me in my hour of need. I did not want to die without giv- a ing my testimony on this bed that c God is a faithful God." o So the days and nights passed ci w.earily on, how wearily to him n noue can ever know. "I change ir the place and keep the pain ;" "In- ti supportable agony ; I am in a b flame-on fire ;" "Quousque Do p mine ? Quousque Domine !" (How si long, 0 Lord ?) again and again. h He said : "I know now what ai the martyrs felt when tied to the 'G stake as witnesses for the truth. ir If I were lyi'ng here by the hands 'i of men, I could not have clearer ju views of truth. and of the all-suffi st ciency' of our; blessed religion-i w am testing it as really as if bound w at the stake."b His mind often wandered ; and ~ awake or asleep his ruling pas- hb sion was strong in death, to ' preach the word, to speak to his ti fellow-men. One who was with W him in these hours wrte to me n this incident :r "In the middle of the nighit. when the watchers beside himh thought him asleep, he sudh denly made in his clearest voice i a great speech, begin ning, 'Friends ad fellow-citizens.' It, was pa. triotic, fervid and eloquent. He sI losed by saying, "Surely, gen tlemen, I have said enough ; ifnmyr friend, Dr. Prime'-then raisinge is band, lie beckoned and called.C 'Prime.' (in opening his eyes he saw where he was, and i-elapsed into silence.''" No one but myself can explaii ai the psychological fact: to me it is6 inexpressibly sweet to know thatr even in his sleep or delirium, lying t in a distant city, be should speak b of me as his friend and call out to me at the close of a public ad- t dress. But the mind files from f one scene to another with inap- ol preciable rapidity: lie was not fr preaching, but when he came to d the close of his speech, he thought of prayer as following preaching, aLnd instantly did what he had IL once done years ago. It was in a Western city. One Sabbath morn- b ing he was preaching to an au- m dience filling the church, pews, d( aisles, every inch of space was a packed full. The sermon was sot emn : the stillness was painful: the closing passages were wonder ully dramatic and impressive. I om was sitting far away from the pul- di pit, toward the door. I did not d( know that he knew 1 was in the house. As he closed the sermon ,d t he Bihbe he said : "Will my in -iend, Dr. Prime, please to pray." I was startled by the unex ected sumnions and was quite nequal to such a service in the ,idst of the feeling which then arvaded the assembly. It was st such a scene, perhaps the nie, that rose on his wandering ind, in the last hours of his essed life, when again he called it to his friend. His mind was all the time busy ith his life-work. He announced 'caching in this house at 11 this orning and 4 this afternoon, id "we will jnow adjourn to the urch," and then for several min es preached, urging sinners to me to Jesus. "The church bids )u come, the Spirit bids you me, Jesus himself says come. b come, sinners, come !" And lived again in scenes of his oldhood, in school-boy days, d he talked of old friends long >ne. He asked his daughter if ,e had seen Tom Green? She id, "N,, Father, I dou't know m." "0 yes, you do! He is v old school teacher." Then he oke of the graves of his mother A sisters, and asked where min ters were settled who had long o gone home. And then be joined them in the lcstial city. There shall be no ore pain. Home at last! Fit companion r Moses and David and Paul. Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, Around the Saviour stand. Heaven send us other such. he Church longs for them. The orld wants them. Send by whom iou wilt send, 0 Lord, but if it ease Thee, send us stalwart men ke Dr. Plumer. IREENUS. THE WRONG WIRE.-Since the foption of the new system of ils by members at the telephone Ece many mistakes have oc irred on account of wrong con actions, and some have resulted Samusing conversations. .Fridayt-'' ie telephone bell in a prominent 2siness house rang eand the pro ietor proceeded to attend to the immons. A female voice was 3ard and the following questions d answers ensued. 'Hell~ es.' 'What time are you com-. g home to supper to-night ? Vby, I've been to supper.' 'IPd st like to know whom you took ipper with ?' 'Why, with my ife, of course.' 'How many ives have yoiu. anyway ?' 'Look re, whom do you think you are lking witbh?' 'With my bus Ld, Mr.-.' 'Not much ; you. e taiking to Mr.--.' Upon. is the gentleman heard a scream, ich appeared to be echoed by a imber ofo',ber ladies in the same ~o.-Portland Advertiser. 'The sweetest voice I ever ard,' said thbe bishop, 'was a wo an's. It was soft and low, but anetrating ; musical and meas -ed in its accents. but not pre se. We were on a steamer, and e murmured some commonplace ords about the scenery, I do not ~mmber what she said, but .I n never forget the exquisitely nder musical voice.' 'Thbe sweet t voice I ever heard,' said the rofessor, 'was a man's. I had enf out fishing nearly all day, d got back to the hotel abont 3 clock. The man came out and pared 'Drs-NUR !' till it-soured e milk in the celler. r Iayve ~ard other voices since then, but ~ver-' But the bishop, with a ok of intense disgust all over his cc, had already walked away out earing, and was lighting a ash cigar by himself. -Provi ne Journal. As to being prepared for defeat. certainly am not. Any man o is prepared for defeat would half defeated before he com enced. I hope for suscess, shall all in my power to secure it, d I trust to God for the rest. [Farra gut. Pennsylvania man won four I I wells in a lottery, and imme atele burst into a fit of his rrikal laughter. A "squeeze in grain"-Tread- / g 9f a man's corn~s.