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W' Business men who advertise to be benefitted, will bear in mind that (lie 8ENTINEL has a.large and increasing cir culation, and is taken by the very class of persons whose trade they desire. BILL AND THE WIDOW. "Wife," said Ed. Wilbur one morn ing as he sat stirring his coffee with one hand and holding a plum-cake on his knee with the other, and look.. ing across the table into the bright eyes-of his little wife, "wouldn't it be a g ,od joke to get batchelor Bill Smiloy to take the widow Watson to Barnum's show next week" .t"u can't do it Ed., ho won't ask her, he is so' awfuIl shy. V by, lie caine her the other -iorning when I was hanging out the clothes, and lie looked over the fence and spoke, but when I shook out a nightgown be blushed like a girl and went away." "I think I can manage it," said Ed "but I'll have to lie just a little. But then it wouldn't be much harm under the circumstances, for I know she likes hin, and he -don't dislike her, but just a*ou say hu's 80 6hy. I'll just go over to his place to borrow some bags of him, and if I don't bag him before I come back don't kiss mec for a week, Nelly.". So saying, Ed. star ted, and as lhe's moving in the fields we will look at Bill8miiley. He was rather a good looking fellow, though his bair and whiskers showed some gray hairs, and he had got in a set of teeth. But every one said he was a good soul, and so he was. iIe had as good a hundred acre farn- as in Norwich, with a newv house and everything c6nifottable, and if he wanted a wif-3, many a girl would have jumped at ~ .the chance like a rooster on a grass, hoppoe'. But Bill was so bashful a1 ways was--aud when Susan Sher rybottle, whom he was so sweet on, though he never said 'boo' to her, got married to old Watson, he just drew his head in like amnud turtle into his s hell, and there was no getting hun out again, though it had been noticed that since Susan had become a widow be paid more attention to his clothes, arnd had been very regular in atten dance at the church the fair widow attended. But here comes Ed, Wil bur. S"Good morning, Mr. Smiley." "Good morning, Mr. Wilbur; whatq the neQws your way?" "0Oh, nothing particular that I know of," said Ed., "only Barnum's show that'every body is talking about and everybody and his girl are going to. I was over to old 8ockrider 's ' last i$nght and I see Gus has got a new bMggy, and w as scrnbbing ullp his harness, and he has got that white fac,co. gi his as slick as a seal. I und6ts d he thinks of taking the wlow Watson to the show. IIe's abeen hanging around there a good deal oilate, but i'd just like to cut him' out, I vould. Susan is a nice Uitte woman, and deserves a better mani than that young pup of a follow, though I:Wonld not blame her mucli either if she takes him, for she must hab dread1ully hlcozo ndL.I h has to let her farm on shares, and is not balt worked, and no one seems to have the spunk to speak to her. By jingo! it I were a single man I'd show them a trick or two." So sayiug, Ed borrowed some bags and started around the corner of the barn, where he had left Bill sweeping and put his ear to a knot hole and listened, knowing the bachelor had a habit of talking to himself when any thing worried him. "Confound that young Sockrider!" said Bill, "what business h&s he there I'd like to know? Got a new buggy has he? Well, so have I, and new harness too; and his horse ca,'t get sight of mine; and I declare I've half a mind to-yes, I will I I'll go this very night and ask her to go to the show with mne. I'll show Wilbur that I'm not such a calf as he thinks I am, it I did lot old Watson get the start of me in the first place!" Ed. could scarce help laughing outright, but he hastily started home to tell the news to Nelly; and at about five o'clock that evening they saw Bill go by tith his horse and buggy on his way to the widow's. He jog ged along thinking of the old sing, ing school days-and what a pretty girl Susan was then, and wondering inwardly if he would have more courage now to talk up to her, until at a distance of about a mile from her house, lh came to a bridge, he gave a tremenduous sneeze and blew his teeth ont of his nouh, and clear over the side -of the bridge, and they dropped into four feet of water. Words cannot do justice to poor Bill, or p)aint the expreision of his face as he sat there-completely dumnfounded at his startling piece of ill luck. After a while he stepped out of his buggy, and getting down on his knees, looked over into the wa ter. Yes, there they were at the bottom, with a crowd of little fishes rubbing their noses against tham and Bill wishing ta goodness that his no8o was a Que yr one second. IIis beautiful teeth that had coit him so much anid the show coming on and no time to get another set, and the widow anid young Sockrider. Well, he must try and get them some how, and no time to be lost for somoe one might come along and ask him what he was fooling around there for'. He had no intention of spoiling his clothes by wading in with them on; and besides if he did he could not go to the widows that night, so he took a look up and down the road to see that no one was in sight, and then quickly und reseed himself, laying his clothes in the buggy to keep them clean. Then he ran around the bank and waded into the almost icy cold water, but his teeth did not chatter in his head, he only wished they could. Quietly he waded along so as not to stir the mud up, and wvhen he got to the right spot he dropped nder the wvater', and came out with his teeth in his hand, and replaced them in his mouth. But hark! *What noise is that? A wagon'and a dog barking with all his might, and biia horse is starting. "Whoa! whoa! Stop you brute y'n: stop!" But atop lie would not, and went off at a spanking page with the un fortunate bachelor nfier him. Bill was 'certainly in capital running costume but though lie strained every nervo- lie could not touch the buggy or reach the lines that were dragging on the gro;und. After a while bis plug hat shot oil the seat, and the hind wheel wecnt over it, making it flat as a pancake. Bill snatched it as he ran,.and( after jamming bis fist into it, stuck it, all dimpled and dusty' on his head. And now he sawv the Widow's house on top of the hill, and what, oh what will he do? Then his c>at fell out and lhe slipped it on, and then mak ing a desperate effort ho got ho0ld of the back of the seat and sc rambled hn. and nulling n hnffal.o roha ove bj leg stuffed the other thisigs beneath. Now the horse happened to be one he got from 'Squire Moore, and ho got it from the Widow, and be took it into his head to stop at her gate, which Bill had no power to pre vent, as he was too busy buttoning his coat up to his chin to think of doing much else. The Widow heard the rattling of wheels and looked out, and seeing that it was Smiley, and that he didn't offer to got out, she went out to see what lie wanted, and there she stood chatting, with her arms on the top of the gate, and her face towards him, while the chills ran down his shirtless back clear to his bare feet beneath the buffalo robe and the water from his bair and the dust from his hat -had combined to make some nice little streams of mud that came trickling down his face. She asked him to come in. No, he was in a hurry he said. btill he did n )t offor to go. He didn't like to ask her to pick up his reins for him, be, cause he did not know what excuse to make for not doing it himself. Then lie looked down the road be hind him and saw a white faced Lorse coming and at once surmised it was that of Gus Sockrider. He re solved to do or die, and hurridly told his errand. The Widow would be delighted to go, of course she would. But woul.In't lie come in? No, he was in a hurry he said; he had to go on to Green's placo. "Oh," said the W idow; '-you're go ing to Green's are you? Why, I am going there myself to get one of the girls tol help tme quilt to-morrow. Just wait a second while I get my bounet and shawl, and I'll ride with you. And away she skipped after them. "Thunder and lightning!" said Bill "what a scrape!" and lie hastily clutched his paints fron between hie feet and was preparing to wriggle into them, when a little wagon drawn by a white faced horso, driven by a boy, and stop ped beside him. The boy hald up a pair of hoots in one ha d and a pair of socks in the other, and just as the Widow reached the gate again, he said: "Here's you~r boots and socks Mr., Smiley, that you left on the bridge wvhen you were in swimming." "You're mist aken," said Bill, 'they are not mine." "Why," said the boy, "ain't you the young man that had the race af ter' the horse just no vi'' "No, sir', I am not! You had bet ter go on about your business," Bill sighed at the loss of his Sunday boots and turning to the Widow said: "Just p)ick uip the lines will you, please; this brute of a horse is always switching them out of my hands." The Widow complied, then he pul led one corner of the robe cautiously dowvn as she got in. ''What a lovely evening," said sh.e "and so warm, I dont think we want the robe over us, do we?" (You see she had a nice neow dress and a pair of new gaiters, and she wanted to show them.) "Oh, my!" said .Bill earnestly, "you'll find it chilly riding, and I wvouldn't have you catch cold for the woQrld." She seemed p)leased wvith this ten dor' care for her besith, and contented herself with sticking one of her little feet out with a long silk noectie over the end of it. "What's that Mr. Smiley, a neck tie?" "Yes," said lie, ,'I bought it the other day and I must have left it in the buggy. Never mind it." ''But,".said she, "it was careless;" and stooping over she picked it up, and made a motioni to stuff it in be tween them. Uill felt her hand going dowvn, and making a dive after tt, clutched it in his hand held hard and fast. he still holding her hand in his and wondering what they shoild do when they got to Green's and she wonder ed why he did not say something nice to her as well as squoezo her hand; why his coat was buttoned up so tightly on such a warn evening, and what made his face and hat so dirty, until they were going down a little hill and one of the traces come unhitched and they had to stop. "Oh, murder!" exclaimed Bill, %cwhat nexti" "What is the matter, Mr. Smiley?" said the Widow, with a start which came near jerking the robe off his knees. "One of the traces is off," answer ed Bill. "Well, why don't you get out and put it oni?" "I can't," said Bill, "I've gQt-that is, I haven't got-on, dear, I'm so tick. What shall I do?" "W by, W illie," said she tenderly, 'what is the matter, do tell me?" She, gave his hand a little equeeze, and looked into his pale face. She thought lie was going to faint, so she got out her smelling bottle with her left hand, and pulling the stopper out with her teeth, she stuck it to his nose. Bill was just taking in breath for a mighty sigh, and the pugnant odor made him throw back his head so far that lie lost his balance and went over tho low back bnggy. The little wo man gave a low scream as his bare foet and legs passed her head; and covering her taco with her hands gave way too tears or siniles-it is hard to tell which. Bill was right side up in a moment, and leaning over the back of the seat appologizing and explaining, wiien Ed Wilbur and his wife drove up behind and stop% ped. Poor Bill would anther have been shot than had El. Wiibur catch him in such a scrape, but there was no help fur it now so be called Ed to him and whispered in his ear. Ed. liked to burst with laughter, but he beckonid to his wile to dr'aw up, and after saying something to her', he helped the widow out of Bill's buggy and into his own and the two womnen went on, leaving the men behind. Bill lost no time in arranging his toilet as well as he could, and then with grea~t persuasion Ed. got him home with him and after hunxting up slippers and socks, getting washed and combed, bad him quite respecta ble wvhen the ladies arrived. I need not tell you how the story was all wor'med out of bashful Bill, and how they all laughed as they sat around the tea table that night, but will con,% elude by sayinug that they went to the show together, and Bill has no fear of Gus Sockrider. CoLUMBIA, August 13.--Major G. L. Buist, the chairman of the Demo, oratic party in Charloston county, was in consultation to day with Gov. Hampton and Col. Rlaskell, chairman of the State JDonmocratic Executive Committee, as to the auties of the County- Democratic Oonmmitteo in reference to the Charleston mnunici, pal election ini Decomibor. They both cheerfully gave their views to Major Buist, and ugnosurred with him as to the necessity of' the Democratic party being united in their action in the elect,ion, and tho imperative duty of the Domocracy presenting a bold, solid and success ful front to any nomination not made by the regular Domocratic Convens tion. When a hiousewife stir'reth a fruit cake, the wicked fly rejoiceth and is exceedingly glad; yea, lie ocracketh his heels together and winketh his left optic, for he knoweth the hour of his exultation la at hand. IIe sect eteth hiimself amidst the cur rants, and as he smnothereth in the batter his heart is at peace, for he knoweth that soon lie shall be a niether' millstone of' indigestion In the stomach of hini whi~oaiily (levoureth the cake-Jeffersonian. Monopolies. Monopolies are simply the expe dients of capitalists, to make money out of consumers, by excluding coin. petition, internal and external. One method of internal exclusion is effected in the case of our Patent Laws. The professed-object of these laws is to encourage invention, and to give to inventors a legitimate re ward, protectod from the imitation and use of others. Uut the Paent, is a shackle, a burden on industry. The domestic consumer pays twice, perhal)s ten tines the cost of the article invented. And yet, in nine cases out of ten, the invention is re ally produced in Europe by a Eu ropean, and not in the United States. Enterprising speculators from the United States, haunt all the Patent oflices in Europe, and, as soo) as they see an invention which may be turned to profit in the United States, they get a copy of it and enr ter it iid the Patent Office at Wash ington. Thus they shut off all e im petition in producing it in this coun try for thirteen years. Tha Patent office is thus used to prevent the people of the United States from availing themselves of the inventions in Europe, and to make them tribu tary to the patentee in the use of his monopoly. Very often too-indeed generally-a useful invention in the United States is far more beneficial to the people of foreign nations than to the people of this Union. The inventor is sending his machine to Europe, pays a certain duty there, which is revenue, and not a prohibi tory tax. With duty paid, having the start of European imitators, he sells his machine at prices highly re munerative. But at home to the American consumer he doubles or trebles these prices, thus by this monopoly of production practically robbing in. Take the case of two of the most useful inventions, or rather improve, mente, monopolized under' the Patent Laws of the United States-the Sews ing Machine and McCor'mack's Reap er. It appears from a revelation of facts in thme law suits, that a sewing mnachine costs for the material and work of making it $12. We for years paid $70. The sameo machines were at that timo exported to Europe, and after paying freight acrosa the At lantic and the foreign duty imposed, sold with a handsome profdit, for $32. Here then was an immense diffor ence in favor of the foreignt con Bumner. Mr. McCorniack, in a law suit in stituted b)y him against an infringe mnent of his patent, stated that his reapers cost $50 to manufacture them. The price to the American purchgaser at that very time was nearly $200. It was asserted, and apparently without contradiction, that one of these machines which cost $700 could be built for $100. And this is the case with all the other implements of agricultural industry. And besides Patent Laws, prohibitory duties are laid upon them all by thbe Tariff of the United States, giving to the American mnan ufacturers a monopoly in producing them. We are, therefore, gratified to see the agitation against monopolies, both in the South and in the agricul to ral North west.-Charlesmton Journa at of Coinmnerce. James Williams, a day labourer in Shirewsburg, Vermont, is said to have received a bequest of $1,000,000 from a relative in England. There is a good deal said about women's love of dress, but we believe none of them are so munch bound up in their clothes as the Egyptian mumieis are. T h o rigi nnl grrenb ank-....fo. The Nez PerOeS War. CMCAtro, August 1S.-Tho foflow.. ing is an official report from General Gibbon of tho Indian fight in Montana - - Ar - ~ - , .r on Auguei 9; Surprisou ho 14oz Peroes camp here this morning. Got possession of it after a hard *ght, in which both sides os5 heavily. Capt. Logan and Lieut. Bradley are killed; mysolf, Capt. Williams and Liouts. Coolidgo, Woodrrrff and English are wounded, the last seriously." The following has been received from Gen. Howard, dated Tart Crook, Big Holo Canon, August 10: "Co. Gibbon, with about two hundred men, attacked the Indiak camp in Mig Role bain at dawn yesterday. He seems to have had considorable success at first, but the Indians fought him all day. Several men from the battle field are with me here, It is eighteen miles distant. *They say thero are at least fifty soldiers killed and wound od. Capt. Logan and Lieut. Bradley are reported killed, and Col. Gibbon, slightly wounded. The distanco from Missoula to the battlefield is about 125 miles. I have jtessed every nerve to overtake Gibbon, who had four days the start of me from Cor vallis, Montana. I pushed forward with a small escort to day, making fifty-three miles, leaving my com mand to follow. I hope to give Gib bon valuable assistance tomorrow with my cavalry and fifty infantry in wagons." Tho following was recoived on the 12th from Gen. Howard on Gibbon's battlefield: "Reached Gen. Gibbon at 10 o'clock a. m., to day; ho assailed the Indians at daylight of the 9th, and inflicted great loss upon them. His own casualties are soven Offiers, fity-throe men and ton volunteer. Gen. Gibbon Is wounded, but not se riously. His supplies are not cut off tis reportod. Gibbon's command is in the best of spirits; th6 last of the Indians left last night. I shall conce tinue the pirsuit as soon as my com. mand is up." The following dispatch was ros coivod at military headquarters to day, dated 2Big Hole P,ass, August 11, from Gen. Gibbon: "My loss in tho battle of the 9th was seven offieers and fifty-three meon killed and wound-. ed. I am satisfied the Indians suf fored much more, for the surprise was comploto, and many were killed in the Teppeos or on running ouit. 'Forty dead Indians woro counted on about one half the battlefield. Gen. Howard haa just arrived, and I believe he een catch them again. As soon as I canh get the services of a doctor I propose to move to Deer Lodgo and take most of our wounded to Fort Shaw. They are all doing well, but I fear Liieut. English is mortally wounded.'' Mrs. Crapo, who, with her husband crossed the ocean n a small boa&* 'writes home to New Bedford, Mass, con)firming the story of their hard-. ships. She slept on a wet bed all through the voyago. They had seven gales, the last being very haird; "but," she says, "God was with us, and He calmed the sea so that we were able to mako sail. The aox4 morning God spokeo to mo and said: 'Ilam with. thoo; don't fear. Trust in Me, and I will ignd thee safe on the shore.' The tears drg~poed down my face liko rain. '' gIrsO rnpo complains of pan all throggl) h,F' ody; she famnted t w ice on' the passagg. 'I h husband, too, was badly used, and both have quito enough dory voyaging. "/We would fot updortaiko 6his vdyage again for considerable," she went wmeo. ''Noth.. ing could make sugo John Horn, Jr.,'ofDere1t 4do mas save-I 181 persons from drowniing,was. prosen ted by his follow cit,izen,s with a gold watch worth *518. This gentle. man is eviden'tly not the article refer rod t;o as alI~Irn,joo many. "lb is a man after my own heart, pa," said Julia, reverting to henr Char los Augustus. "Nonsense," replied old Practical; "ho is a man after tho money your uncle loft you." And then ailI was quiet.