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THE HERALDDVTISIN RAT Advertisements inserted at the rate c; hA' 51.00 per square (one inch) for first insertioB IS PUBLISHED nd 75 cents for each subsequent isertio ~ ~ on above. *ERY THURSDAY MORNING - Notices ofmeetings,obitnariesandributes At Newberry, S. C. 99, , $$$$$9,Advertisemeots not marked with the num. BYher of insertions wlF,be kept in M% forbid Editor and Proprietor. Ters, $2.00 per .nnum, - A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Invariably in Advance. 7 he paper Is stopped at the expiration of time for which it is paid. .f,e.a.V1T XVT NETWBERRY,) S. C., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 16, 1882. No. 46.NSSAN ? The b mark denotes expiration of sub Vol. XII1. NEWBERRY, S. C TS NOTE S H criptioa. -______________________________ dltt!f~. THE NINETY AND NINE There are ninety and nine that live and In want, and hunger and cold, That one may revel in luxury And be lapped in its silken fold; The ninety and nine in their hovels bare, The one in a palace with riches rare. They toil in the fields, the ninety and n For the fruits of our mother earth : They dig and delve in the dusky mine, And bring its treasures forth; And the wealth released by their stt blows To the b ands of the one forever flows. From the sweat of their brows the de blooms, And the forest before them falls; Their labor has builded humble homes, And cities with lofty halls; And the one owns city, homes and lands, And the ninety and nine have empty hai MA1tLY I TAKE -0 'Better be an old man's darl than a young man's slave.' This had been Jessie Vernc "constant laughing answer to many questions heaped upon ss to her strange choico-stral On.J because James Usilton I 'been a man of twenty-five wi Jessie's violet eyes irst had op ed upon the world. She was nineteen now, and h man of forty-four. An old man's darling indeed. His darling, yes; but in light of an old man, a hund times no! The won der lay that be sho have stooped from his gri height to her. But he smiled sadly when listened to her repetition of tb things. '1 don't think you quite real the gulf- of years between us,' would answer her. 'Think, Jet -in six years I shall be fifty, i you will scarce be twenty-f Are you sure, darling-sure 3 will never regret ?' Once when he had said to something like this she burst i tears. 'Hush, hush !' she entreal 'You speak as though the he might grow old. As long, Jan as I do not seem too frivoloc chilt to be honored by your la never again wound mue by doubt.' The words sank deep into heart. In future years he had a need to find comfort iu their i' ory. The wedding day at last da ed clear and bright. Hie vowed, as be uttered solemn pledges at the altar, t at any sacrifice he wonld in her happiness. It was a silent vow, but n, the loss sacred. T wo years passed on. He would have beld time b in the new joy of his experiel Their boy was not a fortni old when he entered his wi room with an open letter in hand. She was resting in a large a chair, the violet eyes bent do ward with new beauty in ti depth to scan tbe little face lowed on her breast. 'See, little mother,' he criet have just heard from Carl. B comning home. He will be 'v us almost any day.' 'Oh, I shall be glad to ki bim,' she replied ; 'but jeal James-a little jealous, I fei you love him so well.'. 'As well as though he were son,' ho. answered fon dly. ' no! I used to say that, but I kr now differently. It will be -him to feel jealous, my darl not for you. He will find usurpers in the place he use And he stooped to kiss the menced his college career when his fatber died. - After finishing it he had gone abraad, and it had now been six veanrs since his leaving his native die land. To Jessie be seemed still a boy, for as such James spoke of hini. Unconsciously, now that he was coming home, she found her. me, self devising schemes for his aniusement. He might find their enuutry ,rdy home dull, beautiful as it was in its Juno dr:;s, sio mused. Perhaps, now that she had sert grown strong and well again, she might invite a gay party of young people to fill it. But before she had time to put ida. any of her plans into execution. Carl arrived. She and James were sitting to. gether on the piazza, when a car riage drove hastily up, and out from it sprang a young man, tall, broad-shouldered, and even in the dim twilight, unmistaliably hand. ng some. James started up to meet him, n's taking both outstretched hands in he his in a way which showed bow !ier genuine was his welcome. ige Then he led him proudly to his iad wife. en 'Jessie, this is Carl.' en- 'Why, uncle,'-this was the title he had always given him o a since his childhood-'I thought this was some little girl visiting you?' the And truly, in her white wrap red per, buried in a great arm-chair, Jessie looked but a child. uld All three laughed merrily. tnd The ice was broken-Carl waE one of them. he Looking back at that hour, as ese the weeks sped on, how strange it seemed to look beyond, ize Before Carl came seemed al he most a blank, so did his young sie life fill the place. 6nd Jessie never had a brother; but ve. she felt this gap in her life was 'on filled now. She and Carl were sworn ber friend1s. nto IL was he who rode with her when James cared not to go-whc ed. walked with her when James wat art busy-who stood ready at all timeE es, to be her humble and devoted s a cavalier. e, She had expected a mere boy a she found a travelled man of the world, full ten years her senior. his When she told him her plan t< fill the house, he would not lister ore to it. m- 'Let us be alone,' be pleaded and she was but too willing t( nn- give assent. It was a joyous summer. the They allowed no soveroignt3 hat save baby. ske Over all three, he held uindis puted sway. :ne 'You have made my uncle young again,' Carl said to her one day. 'Hush!' she replied. 'That i ack treason. We cannot make bin ice- what be already is, or return ght to him what he has never lost.' fe's 'You are happy ?' James woul< his sometimes say to her, yearninglj -'quite happy ?' as though hi rt- dared not believe in the sunn; wn- brightness of his life. leir 'Jessie,' Carl began once, a pil ihey sat, alone together, 'I an going to confide to you a secrc l, 'I no one knows as yet, not evel is my uncle. .1 am in love. rith have been fighting againsti it myself for long. In my wan Do dering life I have grown scepties >1s, as to marr.ed happiness. What ,r- have seen here has renewed.in; confidence, and I intend to pi my my fate to the test, and if 1 ar o- fortunate, next summer I sba tow bring my bride here. Will yo for open your heart to her too ?' ing, 'ndeed-indeed I will,' she at two swered earnestly. I to And from that hour a new ti bound them. two 'Why do you not tell James I to .a ..,uld oftn ak him. With a few busty words all ha been explained. Through an accident of tim Lhe dread verdict 'Too late' bal ot been pronounced. The handsome face bendini yver her pillow was aged wit] misery, but to her it had the ugh )f eternal youth. She heeded not his passionat rayer for forgiveness. She forgot that she bad wrong :d her ; only, with her clingin irms about his neck she drew hit lown-down to the sacred shel er of her breast. stIatt9u5. STORMING OF THE ARSE NAL. STHRILLIWG INCIDENT OF TlE FIES DAYS OF THE WAR IN CHARLESTON. he Bold Achievement in with the W. L. ] Won their First Laurels. By Private T. Pinckney Lowndee, W. L. ] in Charleston Weekly News. On the morning of the 9t November, 1860, I was informe by Corp. Finley, of the Washing ton Light Infantry, in which con mand I bad been unanimousl elected a private, that I was dE tailed as one of twenty picke men to capture the Charlesto Arsenal that night. Now, thi was a startling compliment that did not fully appreciate, since a that time I was courting destru< tion on another field than that c Mars. So 1 tried to explain t the corporal that I was asked ou to tea that evening to meet som young ladies ; that it would be great disappointment to them E well as to 'hyself to break the ei gagement, and also be gged him t ask the captain to pick over. B: my argument was useless. 'You country calls you to do or die says the corporal, and I di< Rushing to my friends I informe them of the compliment paid t my desperate courage and soldie; ly qualities, and asked their a sistance in the way of an armm ment. Right nobly did they ri spond to my patriotic appea Weapons of all sorts were freel offered. An old-fashioned revo ver I remember, that my frien told me would have been ')rn b his father in the Mexica:: war, he ad gone to that war. Anothc offered me a sword that he sai one of his ancestorQ had bv;gl: from one of Marion's men, but: the Washington Light Infantr had abolished the wearing swords (by the privates) as bein too inconvenient at the annivers ry dinners, I was forced to declir the sword. By the fair hand woman I was presented with beautiful scarf-a tribute fro virtue to valor, as well as to ket off sorethroat; and by my aum with AN UNBRELLA IN CASE OF RAIN, for the night looked threatenin Then, bidding farewell to rr numerous relatives, friends ar acquaintances, who were byr means as much distressed as thought they should be under ti circumstances, I buckled on rr armor, consisting of two rev< vers, glass pocket pistol, bowi knife, State rifle and bayone over the magnificent uniform the Washington Light Infantr I thought ef the Leopard a: Chesapeake, of the winter at Vi ley Forge. I repeated 'Freedon: battle once begin,' 'The Soldiem Grave,' 'Dulce et decorum est p patria,' (as those who never tri< it say,) 'What perils do envir< him who trifles with co.I irol and 'Home-sweet. sweet hom Thus dressed to kill I repaired the appointed rendezvous, tl Church of the Holy Commuii in Ashley street stopping on ti way two or three times to reali hat 'Drinking is the soh'ie: pleasnre,' and to say las't w' r to' admiring friends. Arrared th c.ureh I was imnpressed wi what it is, what it may do; you who have given me this happiness I I might never else have tasted. Jessie-Jessie I why did I not 1 meet you earlier ?' 'Oh, Carl. you can never love as I do!' she answered, when something sounded through the room as she uttered the last word. Both glanced up. The master of the house stood in the doorway, white and stern, but with an awful sorrow in his kind eyes. Jessie sprang to his side. 'What is it, darling ? What has happened ?' Could it be that she did not know he had overheard Carl's last words to her ? he woodored. Could it be that she had grown so accustomed to their meaning that she could not comprehend the awful vista they opened be fore his hitherto blinded eyes ? Could it be that she was so versed in deception that she could so readily call up the old love-light in the sweet face, where he had thought to rear the content he tad given her? 'It is nothing,' he said hoarsely and turned away. Something in his manner hurt and chilled her, but when they had next met it had gone. He was more watchful, more tender-that was all. Of the long dark hours he had passed she could dream nothing. EI strove tL make her happi ness,' he would repeat softly to himself, 'at any cost-at any cost. And it is still all my fault; I threw them together. How well they are suited to each other. With each of them life is just be ginning; with me-oh Heaven-I would that it nad ended 'ere I lived to see this hour. But how can I make her happiness-my darling's happiness? I will find a way, and Heaven will forgive the sin.' Three days passed. What had happened to her husband ? Once Jessie found his eyes fixed on her face as though they would pierce their way into her soul. 'I believe James suspects we bave a secret,' she said to Carl one day. 'Will you not let me tell him of your happiness ?' 'Yes, you may tell him now,' he answered. 'He will under stand why I give you my con fidence, even before him.' In the twilight she knocked at the library doou. There was no answer, and she opened it softly and went in. A letter lay on the table, ad dressed to herself. She tore it open, and. with blanched face and wide staring eyes, read the written. page. He wrote 'Good-by, my darling. I have found out (how matters not) that you and Carl love each other. I do not blame you. No momentary doubt of your womanly truth and purity has crossed my mind, but I swore to give you happiness at any cost, and I go to keep my oath. It ere long news of my sudden accidental death comes to you, y.ou will know that I did not count the cost lightly, and re .member that 1 died blessing you, and that it is my wish you and Carl should find with each other the happiness you missed with me, I could not hope, darling, to blend your young life with mine, yet the dream while it lasted was full of sweetness. Perhaps Hea v en will give it back to me in 1Like a spectre she hastened* back to the room she had left, and thrust the letter, on which -the ink was hardly dry, into Carl Howard's hands. e 'Fino him.' she~ moaned,. -find nimn. Banrg himt haw1 o ,ae, or I' never lN-t me look again upon your 1 suppressed breathing of the twen- tha ty picked men to be beard as they the e sat on the churebdoor steps wait- mo 3 ing for the order to 'Fall in'- al which was soon given by the shc iieutenarit-'according to height.' fint 3 Now, as this amendment put me wei t uncomfortably near the right file, con I moved that we go in -left in but front,' This motion was duly tbi seconded, with a few appropriate 'rig remarks by the tallest man, but file the sbort ones were too many for mai us, and we stood as we were, tho tbiuking of hone and the vacant nal chair, and I was thinking of her to and I wondered if she was think- and ing cf me, and if she would like to wai be a soldier and take my place; noi and so I was thinking when the and lieutenant, stepping to the front wel and centre, said: ! adv r 'Soldiers of the Washington bee Light lufautry: In'obedience to roo cthe call of our country, our Cap- rig tain and our duty, we meet to ord vindicate the ancient renown of giv South Carolina, and to keep un- and a sullied the star that represents up d her on the National Banner; or if mt - need be, to pluck it from the gat - starry fold and run it on its own as, F individual book on another pole. fee; Startling reports of armed men the seen nightly with heavy guns we n upon their backs, going into the for s Arsenai Barracks, have reached wih I headquarters. Relying upon our to t courage and efficiency, our loyal- wb ty to our country and our wives De f and little ones, (it was found out cul 0 afterwards that we were all bach- sbi t elors) we have been chopen to beE e stop the cause of this alarm to the ha a citizens and to capture that for- shi s midable fortress. We are few 'tis ma 1- true, but the fewer in the fight ma o the greater the glory. Thrice w t armed is he whose cause is just. pal ,r Comfortable arrangements have I' been made for the entertainment at 1. of those who survive, and resola- A ] d tions are now being drawn out by 0 our Captain descriptive of the gal- ar< - lantry we are going to display in th s the coming attack. No throbbing th drum will beat the time for us; fel no shrieking fife, thd neighbor. th 1- hood disturbing, wi;l enliven our ca Y march. Calmly and quietly we 1- will ebargo the enc:ly and leave d the rest to tbe lick of Aar.' so Y Here a rest was ordered so that Fe if the boys might fix bo r THEIE 'POCKET PISTOLS.' sel dAnd the Lieutenant continued : C 'Remember the noblest fate of an aman is to lay down his life for his it ycountry ; remember Leonidas and ch his Spartan few ; remember to wI gkeep'-'silence inthe ranks,' heg abruptly said, to sto'p one of the bu Spicked who was telling us that his gc agrandfather told him that in the ch aMexican war troops marching th through the streets were shot ca from round the corner, which was co having a demoralizing effect. 'Re- re inforcements,' said he, 'will be sent ce if required ; they are or ought to co - be holding themselves in readi- cii yness at the Military Hall.' At d6e d this point one of us asked the ha o0 strength of the garrison at the mi I Arsenal. -Tweaity,' he replied, t.u e 'counting the women.' b 'Y 1 could no longer keep quiet. I sli l remembered that the Constitution of e- of the United States guaranteed p< it free speech to every citizen of as of tL;s great and glorious country, ali - and I stood upon it, and asked if d it was fair to pit us against train I- ed regulars at equal numbers? b 's Were the offcer-s in command -saware of the probability of our t ro attack being a bloody and despe th d rate one ? were they aware of our n pressing business engagements N and extreme y.outh ? Why not -' bring up the reinforcements at to once and make victory sure? n 3 Why not let me go for the Fourth C n, Brigade ? I was willing to volun Lbe ter, even alone, to go on that a ze forlorn hope. Here the. fellow n that had ibe gi-ruudfather in theti de. Me.xic-an war ioid us that in tbe c at Fi'>rida war~ his grandfather told Lhki th.ey .la.. sent more than t 3 ou are ready to rush ough the imminent bicach or ant the tottering wall.' It then proposed that a bcout aid be sent to the Arse,;al to I ont whether the garrison -e in, so if they were w"", we Id carry the place by surprise; as no one was willing to scout, s plan was given up. Then by bt backwards' quick step. we I out into the street and rehed for the last time, as we rght, to the Charleston Arse the Lieutenant keeping well the rear to prevent straggling to finish his speech, which 3 not heard on account of the Be of the tinkling of eanceens the tramp of feet. Keeping I in the shade of the fences our ance was steady, until the d of the column .truck the t of a tree which brought our it resting on the ground. The er to re form was promptly en, and the head of the eolamn I the line of march were taken at the same time, and in a few utes we reached the Arsenal e, where the Lieutenant baited and addressing us in a few ling words, said our conduct on march was beyond praise, as had reached the Arsenal be e the closing of the gate, other. ie we would have been forced carry the fence by escalade, ich all writere on 'Attack and fence' say is an extremely diffi t maneuvre especially over a irp-pointed fence like this, and ides the watch dogs might ve been loose. Right shoulder ft, and into the ground we .rched. It was surprising how ich taller the men had grown en we were not resisted in the ssage of the gate. L'raing my head a little, I saw the end of the walk IELD PIECE WITH THREE OR FOU$ MAN )and it ; here it comes, I )ught, trying to hive us before sy opened fire. I asked the low next to me if he saw any. ing his side. Yes, said he, a anon with men ready to fire it. here is the Lieutenant?' I red, 'Gone for sky-rockets, nebody said, 'to- alarm the 'urth Brigade;' but his 'Steady, ys, steady,' announced his pre 2ce and on we marched. The rporal, who had formerly beer officer in the Beat, told us that was an ambuscade and the only ance was to go with a rush, ich we did, right past the s and stacked oar arms in the ilding formerly used by oui od Chaplain, Dr. Porter, as a rch. This good man, ever oughtful of those under bis re, had been informed of th( templated occupation and had Iuested the United States offi r to make the storming party s mfortable as he could under the -cmstanoes. Oh how dulce e; eorum it would have been if we d known that when we were ~king the advance. The jsdec enty not on guard, worn down the weight of their armament, ~pt quietly until the excited cry Corporal of the Guard fron >st 1 aroused them up, and upor ertaining the cause of th< rm, AN ATTACK BY A COW the sentinel, we formed line o: ttle, and with the cry of'Re Bmber Cowpens,' re established e post. The braised head o e column was dressed by a sur on-the only casualty to re The sun the next morning rosi on a United States Arsenal oc pied by a detachment of Souti rolina troops, and the first sol the drama of Secession closed d the twenty picked men re red to their homes. So was tbe Cbarleston Arsena ptared in November, 1860. t will geneally be found thee' "THE BOYS WHO NEVER GOT HOME." At a recent campfire, given by W. H. Sargent post, No. 20, G. A. R., of E Janesville, Wis., Comrade Thomas T. Croft read a letter of regret from one g of the invited guests, George W. g Peck, who was unable to attend. It is an amusing production. Says the I writer : I don't know what it is, but there is something in beans that makes men sociable and reckless. Be ware of beaus, Tom, as you value your future happiness. Look not upon the bean when it is baked and h giveth its color in the pan, for at last it swelleth like an accordeon and p biteth like a cucumber. But I would s like to be there, Thomas, and take b the old soldiers by the hands and look into the eyes that are becoming dim a and notice the effect of Father Time's pencilings on the faces of the boys who twenty years ago were full of vitality and as kitteny as any man that ever kept step to the rattling of a canteen against a cartridge-box. Boys, do you realize that you are growing old? It is hard to realize it, but if another war were to break out your little baby that you left in its mother's arms twenty years ago, crowing at the 'hand-me-down' blue uniform in which you were disguised, t would be the chap the government A would want. Boys, you are rapidly becoming 'old back numbers;' though you feel young enough to stub round home, you are 'exempt' now. Do yon realize that the little baby girl that clung to you as you said good by, twenty years ago, with tears in your eyes ss big as a glass paper , weight, or an editor's diamond pin, is now a woman married, and that another baby is trying to utter the word 'grandpa,' when you come in putting on your youthful airs? It is pleasant now to chase the festive bean around the home camp fire and talk of the nights when you slept on the ground in a pup tent, or on some bat tle-field, with your wet and muddy pantaloon legs frozen as stiff as a dried codfish, while you dreamed that 1 every star that was looking down from above was the eye of a dear one at home beckoning you to 'Hold the Fort,' and hurry up and get through with the foolishness and come home. You can laugh now as you think how you got up in the .sorning after such a night's rest, looking as though you had boen drawn through a brush fence. You who are left have a right to be happy, but in the midst of your bean banquet let me ask you.to stand up with your tin cup of black coffee, and drink to 'The boys who never got home,' the brave fellows who returned not to meet the loved ones they parted with twenty years ago Let us hope that the great congress above 're moved. the disabilities' of the' boys who left vacancies in t,heir regiments, and that the few chickens they took in the way of business from the ene my will not be entered up against them on the Big Book, but that the "provost-guard on duty at the gates of the New Jerusalem will 'present arms' to them and tell the boys that when we all get in our work here, and are ready to join our regiment in Heaven, that the fellows buried years ago may stand on the parapet as we come, straggling in, and give us the old soldiers' welcome with a 'three times three' with a tiger. And we shall say to them, 'all right, comrades, we should have been here before, on ly we were detained by business.' Individual character is in the right that is in strict co- tence with it self. Self-contradiction is the only wrong. Some men have a Sunday soul which they screw on in duo time, and take off again every Monday morn lng. We are not that we are, nor do we treat or esteem each other for such, but for that we are capable of being. We cannot be too much on our guard against reactions, lest we rush fro.m one into another contrary fault. A DETECTIVE'S sTORY. There is a story told of a lady sd sntleman traveling together oa an aglish railroad. They were stran ers to each other. Suddenly the mntleman said : 'Madam, I will trouble you to look it of the window for a few minutes; aml going to make some ehanges in y wearing apparel.' y 'Certainly, sir.' she replied with reat politeness, rising and turn ' er back upon him. In a short time esaid : 'Now, Madam, my change is corn leted, and you may resume your at.' 'l When the lady turned she beheld er male companion transformed into dashing lady with a heavy veil over 2 er face. 'Now, sir, or madam, whichever,>ouII, -e,' said the lady, 'I must trouble )u to look out of the wind6w - ir I also have some changes to make i my apparel.' 'Certainly, madam,' and the gende. ' ian in lady's attire immediately om lied. 'Now, sir, you may resume your To his great surprise, on resuming is seat, the gentleman in female a re foond his lady companion e >rmed into a man.. He-laughed e - tid: 'It appears that we are both anzioMs'1 escape recognition. What haue - on done ? I have robbed a bankt' 'And I,' said the whilom iady e dexterously fettered his compan. n's wrists with a pair ofha [ am Detective J- , of Scotluid rard, and in female apparel have hadowed you for two days-now,' = Irawing a revolver, 'keep still.' - FOOLING THE COMPANY.-A go0 tory is told of Modjeska, the actre tow in this country, by an English _ orrespondent of a Washington paper. :t appears she was recently asked in a ashionable London drawing-room to ;ive a recitation in her native ; ongue. At first she was unwil _ ng to comply, declaring that the ecitation could scarcely be in eresting, as nobody in the room was upposed to know Polish. Yielding o the importunities of those around )er, she commenced a Polish recita ion. As she proceeded her eyes eemed to flash fire, and her audiene - were almost speillbound by her i-. assioned delivery. They could, o ~ourse, only imagine what she -was Iaying, but they presumed she as ittering the aspirations of her coim ;rymien for freedom and denouncing :he oppressors of Poland. When the-a -eeitation was finished, the most ens ~husiastic plaudits rewarded Mne. -- Mlodjeska's efforts. It looked rather anspicious, however, to see her bus~ band and two or three Polish friends a fits of laughter, as the company - Lade their way out of the room. It wras then explained she had been only . reciting the ordinary numbers from to 100. A beautiful answer was once given by a little girl in one of the ~ London homes for the destitute. The question was asked why is Yesus an 'unspeakable gift.' There was a silenCe for a while, and then, with trembling voice, this dear child said, 'Because He is so Precious that no one can tell all His preciousness.' The great difficulty is so to eel the reality of both worlds as to give each its due place in our thboughts and feelings ; to keep ~or mind's eye and our heart's -'C aye ever fixed on the Land of Promise, without looking away from the road along which we are to travel toward it. - Absence in love is like water upon fire ; a little quickens, but much ex tinguishes it. According to the security you offer to her, fortune makes her loans easy or rinous.