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11 'o4 A 1 tR I - - , 4-' Al IV. D1VTBiroVLITICS's UORALITY9 EDUCATION AND r0 TAR REA ~hfST0'TECUTY ~j,~j* VIII.PLOKENS, S. .9 THURSDAY, AN 4 Y3,17.X> SENTINEL UINED ZVERY TURtSDAY YD. I.SIADLEY & O. F6 of Subserlptlon. ....... ..................$1 60 kitho . i . . . .. . . . . . . 76. Advertising Rates. v ~rgments Inserted at the rate of $100 SUSre, of (9) nine lines, ott i.ax, for the its t tion, and 60 cents for each subse 'lilt laseltion. Cieramts ;nade for TEIRN, six or TWULVN Uohs, on favorable terms. A4vertisements not having the number of Ine4ion mrked on them, will be published until forbid and charged eccordingly. Thqse termdare so sImle any. child may ).4 tet. Nine lines is a square Vol6b In 6very instance we charge by tse .pe occupied, as eight or ten lines can bo e to occupy four or five squares, as the asdtrt i-. may wish, and is charged by the Advertisers will please state the num ber of squares they wish their advertisements toesake. Business men who advertise to be b.nbAted, will bear in mind that the SENTINEL has a large and increasing cir eulation, and is taken by the very class of persons whose trade they desire. Nore Truth Than Poetry. If there be not "more tiuth than poetry" in ( the following capital effusion (which we clip from the Macon Telegraph,) we are no judge of either. * There is more in the man than in the land. JONES. I knowed a man, which he lived in Jores, Which Jones is a county of red hills and stones, And he lived pretty much by gettin' of loans Atkd his m'Ules were nothin' but skin and bones, And his hogs was as fat as his corn lread , pones, And he had 'bout a thousand acres 'o land. This man-which. his name was also Jones, He swore that.he'd leave them old red hills and stones, For he couldn't make nothin' but yellowish cotton, And little o' that, and his fences was rotten, And what lit tie corn lie had hit was boughten, 'And dinged if a livin' was in the land. And the longer he swore the madder he got, And he ri, and walked to the stable lot, And he hollered to Tom to come thar and hitch,. For to emigrate somewhar whar land was rich And to quit raisin' cock-burs, thistles and sich, And wastin' ther time on the cussed land. So hig4p~d Tom they hitched-up the mules, Pertestin' that folks was mighty big fools. That'ud stay in Georgy their .life-time out, Jest; scratching a livin', when all of 'em mout Q~IL places In Texas whar cotton would sprout Dy the tipie you can plant it in the land. Anid he driv'by a house what a man named Brown, Wps alivi', not far from the edge o' town, And he bantered Brown for to buy his place, And said that bein' as money was skace, And bein' as sheriff's 'was hard o' lace, Two dollars an acre would git the land. (They closed at a dollar and fifty cents, And J9nes he bought him a wagin and tents, And load'ed his corn, and his wimmin and truck, And moved to Texas, which it tuck His entire ple, with the best' of luck, To.git than and giL him a little land. But Brown moved out on the old Jones farm, And he rolled up his breeches and bared his A d he plekid all the rooks from off'n the groun', And he rooted it up and ploughed le down, Then lie sowed his corn and wheat in the sand. Flve years slid by, and Brown one day, (Which he'd got so fat that he wouldn't, weigh) Was a settin' down, sorter lazily, to the 9bilest dinner yhu ever see, Wheu ti,il dd 'otnsn said 'sorter doubtingly, rYan's Jones, which you bought his land. ' Ad Jones it was, standfa' out at the fence, Adhe hadn't no wagin, nor molen, or tents, o., he had left Texas afooL and cum To Georgia to see if'he couldn't get sum Dmployment, and was lookin as humble as Xf he had never owned any land. " aPt Drown he axed hi,r.iri, end he sot ~ iidown to his Vittles smoking hot, 4nd when he'd told his trouibles o'er, ~rown looked at him sharp and then rim and swore *t,"whether men's land was rich or poor, SThai was more in the man than thar was in At Aurora,.llI., a milkman left a milk eso turned bottom upward on atable t*sar his lb oe, in *uch a way ath it ? te., le of the enn ROW HE READ IT. Althongh it wae'a bachelor's es tabli6hmuent, there were few mansions handsomer than Mr. Howland Cole. man's; and many welre the feminine hearte who yvonld not have been at all averse to transtorm the imposing stone fronti and its rews of plate glass windows, against which the al-, most priceless lace cartains fell in toamy grace, into a paradise that should not be a bachelors paradise Everthing was faultlessly hand 9ume inside, turnished with an ex quisite finish of detail that denoted the refined taste of the owner. People wondered-and had beeni for ten years-why Mr. Colenan did not marry. Forty eight found him a portly notatoo portly-gentlentn. with a fine frank face, adorned by a. thick, drooping while mustache, bright laughing eyes, as dark as well could be. and thick luxuriant grey hair-a hiatdsome, independent gentleman who had all his lite liked his bache, lor life, and his bachelor rome that was so gracefully pre-ided over b hi widowed sister; who liked the adies remarkably well, bta who had iever been convinced he could love any one as he believed a wife should be loved, unless we except Jit-tle May Dean, whose blue eyes had once or twice been lifted to look at this woi derful rich, handsome gentleman. who was Ars. Anderson's brother, and Mrs Anderson was one of those genuie high-bred ladies who was not as'amed to condescend to be a warm, true friend to May Dean's mother, even if Mrs. Dean did do her plain sewing for her. May had Feveral times seen Mr Coleman, and once or twice he had takei especial not ice of her, Yather wnjoyitg her unconecions awe of hit and very much admiring her unde niable gentle sweetness of manner, movement and voice. Uc had come to find himnself think ing trequently about her, so frequent ly that zhe had been obliged to bring hims'elf to account for presumin)g to give a second's thonght to the insane probability of a litt e blossom like blu-eyed May Dean caring for him -old enough to be her father. Mr. Colemii.n sat in his library' alone-such a magnificent, impiosinig room it w s, with its high ceiling, ite niches where statues of all th)e gremi scholars and statesmen stood, its rows of' shelves reaching to the ceiling, itd long central table, its other tiny ta. bles wer e low, p)leasen)t looking chaii9 were drawn up, its sweeping greet dlamask etlitains, its carpet like iy huge bed ofemner aid moss. Mrs. Anderson had gone out thma night, and Mr. Coleman was thor' onigbly revelling ini tbe prospect of long undisturbed evening, when A servant rapped at the door, with a note on a sadver salver. Mr. Coleman took it rather af. stractedly, for notes were of su4b commnon occurrence with him, an , besides, he was already impatient be in the dry details of somne proj~ ted improvement in one of his, fla,m ishing factories-an :m pro mment that w mid be appreciated y the hundreds of girl operatives s employed. iso be .ook the note rather indf. terently until he saw the name s scrib>od in full-"May E. Dean." Just a little look of sur prise ca e into his eyes, and there was just t e3 merest possible accelleration te l steady pulses ot enough to make perceptibly tremor in his bands e be read the Ce)ammenication "DkAa Ma. desabtkK,4 have doubt but that you -will be very mu h astonished when you <fld I ha.e take&ta'liberty of wrklUis go ey 1 have done. I am not sure that I am doing right ini telling you all I do; but I have thought it over and over, and have come to the conclusion that I will. Of course you know how poor mamma and I are-bow she has to sew, and how I have been employ. ed in Mrs Emmetts family with the children from nine fill three; but she has discharged me and sent the chil. dren to a regular school. Mr. Cole man, I cannot iminagine what is to become of me unless,you will have mue." He paused point blank, and read the long sentence over again, a cn rious expresion coming into his eyes. at)d a smile creeping into his monb tache. "Unless I will have her! Can it be poFsible she has really cared for me - cares for me enough to lay aside All conventionalities, and ao graceful lY, sensibly offer me her precious self?" His eves were tenderly solemn, yet triumpi.antly happy, as he went on, touched to the heart by her artleeb "I know I am very, very bold in rdaring to ask such a favor of you. I tn al.nost sure vou will be vexed and refuse me; but I do not mean my harm. I nust not let dear mamma be weighted with me, and I know jon are very good and kin-1; ind indeedi, I will try hard to please yo in every way. P;ease, Mr. Cole an, let imel coie will you not? But if you wOUl rat her not have me, do 1lot be ofraid of hurting my feeling:4 by sa) ing st. Uiless you re:tlly do want me I w.uld rathtr you said iio Ihan talke me1 just, because I have ventured to ask. It you will write to me j st a word I will be very int.ch obliged. Y.nrs. MAY E DF AN. There were more .stApicitns of 3motions ii Hlowland Coleman's eces bat; had been there for mainy a long rear as he folded up tho letter and )1t it in his pocket. TIhere was no thbought of the pro Ieted imp)rovemen.ts in the huge s.Ik nills now-no thaought of the details us soulI loved to .strngg!e wit ht. le walked upnd down the libra ry. lbis eyes on the floor, 'is head romoped, his hand-i clasped behind uimn, tinking of the strange revela tion the letter held, trying to imagine the flnsbes that had tingedi May's fair cheeks when she wrote it, and being alarmingly conscioums that his heart was at hist utnsealedi, and( that M.ty Dean's little hand had beeni the in strumnent to atccoInlish1 thatL magic fiat. IIe knew that, although all the love I)f his mature manhood went out to this little blue eyed girl who had pleaded her cause so well, nn!ess she had pleaded it, he never would have dared presumne t'. think she loved him. lIe did,not permit atn hour to pmass in inacOtiti. "She will be in no enviable state oIf 8nkpense until I answer her nioto. I will go to her at once and tell her how I love hter--how far from ref us ing her I am." Twenty nhates la*er hisi carriage at pped in frGnt of the ho"se where Mrs. Dean occupied .rooms, and a moment later he stood in the plait) little panlor, wher'e May stood, her swcet face all alighted with glad sur priee and c>nscious flusbei'. "It is very good of you to take the tronble to come, Mr. Coleman, she exclaimed in a low, soft tone. 'His Ieart fairly thrilled under her sweetness and shy gr'acousn1ess. "You mean .it is more than good in yon to allow me to ond. Little girl you have made me very, very hap py. Let me kiss yon, Miay?" he~ criedl. IUt(t ishe'lhrank aWt , surprise in ge iteeof her fawe. He was .leased with ier shy re. serve more than with* her little let% ter. With a smile on his face lie again advanced and. tried to take her band. "You rmust never call me Mr. Celemen againt dear. But now let me hear how it sounds to Lave you say Howland." "Oh, eir, I never could do that. Please, Mr. Cole-.-" "Yes you can well enough, you shy little girl! Why not now, as well as after we are marriedl Tell me, May, when shall it be? I am an im. patient lover, now that the ice I so dreaded is broken." She lotked at 1im in perfect be, wilderment, her face alternately paling and flushing. "I am afraid something is. wrong. I don't know what you mean." "Don't you? May, you littJo rogue, what does this mean, then?" He held her letter to him towards her. 'Isn't that the dearest letter that ever a man received? Surely you know there could be but one answer to it,, and I've colme to tell you what I should have done long before had I not been in such fear of refusal from you. You have asked me, so en. chantingly, in this letter, for-" She interrupted him eag<-rly. "Yes, sir; for a place in one ot your silk mills. Please say yesu1" Mr. Iowland Coleman stood and looked at her, all the rediculous con Atruction he had put upon the letter occurring to him forcibly. A place in the milli Ilis very soul sunk with the reac tion from happiness to dcspair. Th,en lie looked at her, aid "May, you cannot have a place in any of my milla. alhough there are always vacancies. But I must tell you what you can have, !f yon will take it--me, and all the mills in the bargainl. May, you will be my Whenever AMrs. May Co'eman 's husband wishes to tease tier, lie des clares she p)roposed to him,.and says he can prove it by her own hand writinug. A Tough Dog Story. An old fellow just up from the Kern river country, says that one day while down in that region ho went out hunt ing. He procured a fine gentle horse and borrowed a dog that was highly recommended as a noter--out of almost any kind of game, from a quail to a full grown buck Indian. LHe was told that the dog once ber'onged to some Mexicans who had taught hini to ride and that in case of his bocoming tired he might be taken upon the horse un til a likely place for game was reach.. ed. The hunt was indifferently sue.~ cessful, though the dog seemed to be quite industrious he was a long bod., ied, short legged, long tailed animal, of' an old fashioned yellow color. Hie showed no desire to ride until a start was made ror home, Wlen he came whlnning about and was taken up on the horse behind our hunter. All went well enough for a time but pres ently the horse started pff o 'a keen run. When stopped he stood quietly enough ,but as soon as started up he broke into a run again and could not be held in. Says the old man: "What had got, in to the tarnal critter, I did n*t know; but presently, happenmng to look back, I caught'that infernal yaller dog stan. din' on all fours, a whippin' the hoss jiAt as hard as ho could lay on with that long, limber tail o' h issn, ho was bound to get out of that boss all the run there was in"hCm." When a girl gots mad and rises from a follows'knee, bet thinks better of It and goes back again, that's what they call a re-lapse./ A child thins deinss gesip: "It's wien neliody diint to pothjn. 'and f#$awbod! p90 i4 ste il SuMtW Evacuated. The Confederate officers left the fort without any formal leave"taking, and their boat soon disappbared In the darkness. Upon their arrival in Charleston, and the delivery of Maj. Anderson's response, a telegram was sent to Montgomery, informing the authorities that Major 4ndenon "would not consent." Inside the work i he men were'informed of what had happened, and directed to await the stimmons to the guns. No fire was to be returned until daylight The night was calm and clear and the sea was still. Fires were lighted. in all the Confederate works at 4.80 a. M., the silence was broken by the discharge of a mortar from a battery near Fort Johnson, within easy range of the work; a shell rose high in the air and burst directly over Fort Sumter; its echo died away and nll was still again; when suddenly fire was opened from every bat tely of the enemy. At daylight all the guns of Fort Sumter opened, and the fire steadily continued ill day. Dur ing the night of the 12th the acen rate range of the mortars lodged a shell in the parade or about the work at intervals of fifteen minutes. It was estimated that over 2,500 shot and shell struck the fort during the first twenty four hours. By worn.. ing the fleet eent to our assistance appeared off the bar, but did not enter. At 8.30 on the 18the quart, ore took fire from the effect of hot sht and could ut be extinguished, and soon the entire barracks were in a bh1z.. The barrels containing powder were thrown into the sea. At 1.20 on the 13th the flagstaff, having been struck four times, was shot away and the flag replaced on the patrapet. The firing upon the work was severe and continued; the return from the fort slow and feeble, Rounding like signals of distress to the nation, and finally ceased-alto gether. Seeing the condition of things, a~ Col. Wigfall pushed out in an open boat from Cummning's point, unanthorized it is true, and leariig tram Major Anderson that lie would evacuate the fort upon the termis originally prop)osed to him, returned and comuintnicated with Geni Bean regard, who immediately Bent a corn mission authorized to arrange terms f'or the evacution, which were soon agreed u pon. The garrison was transferred to the large transport lying off the bar, and was tulrned on its way to the North. Many an eye turned toward thle d isappear'ing tort, and as it sank at last upon the ho rizon the smoke cloud still hung heavily over its parapet.-Gen. 8. W. Crawford in Phiila. Times. LIE MADEC A MJSTAK.-A Michi gan farmer, named Llarris, has had so rany adventures with burglars that he never dares to go to market, in Detroit, without having a gun be hsind in his w agon. Sooun after day. light last Tuesday be saw somethiaig on the highway that lookod like a horse blan1tet and while he was get ting out the wagon to pick it up a man confronted him and -cried out." Withoutdelay the cautious farmer seized his gun and .flred a charge of bird shot almost in the face of' the enemy, who retreated in great dis-. order, screaming and yelling. The farrner drove on very complacently, thainking that be would have a good stoff for the boys at the tavern, but discovered a tow yards down the road a broken wagon loaded with poultry. The man whiom he had stuffed with bird shot was not a rob ber, but a small farmer who had lost his hmorse blanket and gone back to look for it. The repentant marks mana went back and tried to comfort his unfortunate fellow, tjaeler, and found himn sitting on .a ogaq It appears that Oi thet fhM ( Thursday, the 8d instant, a M a the plantation of Mr. D P. aP., some three miles from W1110 0., was consumed by .ire, t' with the occupante, Stepen EDolM, his wife and two ohildrn. On Sa turday an Inquest was held by Vor oner Jack Fleming, which was. s d journed until next 4Ay1. on Abeost of the absence of, several witnesses From the evidence of the witnesse and the circumstances connected with the burning, it was presumed that the fire was accidenial In Its origin, and that there was no foul play connected ith this 6ad affair. The matter, hower, underwent in. vestigation, Edeveloping suspidon which terminated- in the arrest of two negro men who eonfessed to a crime, the wanton oruelty and r4 volting villainy of which have hard ly counterparts in modern criminal depredations. . The parties suspected were .captured Thursday in Barn well, and according 'to their state. ments the object of going to Stephen Eneck's house w"s to. steal a-sum of money which he was said to possess. Their first act was to murder Ste phen and his wite, aftor which they proceeded to ransack the. house inl their pl-indering scheme, This ac complished, they returned to their victims and covered themp. with bed clothes saturated. ith turpentine. After firing this mass they lcked up within the house an, infatit and a little child to perish upon the funeral pyre of the burned parents, and the sum of their fiendishness was com plete. The villains, after arrest, were taken to Williston and' thence to Aiken, to be locked up, As there is no jail in Barn well.-Oh-ionfol6 and Seestine!. How HE WAS 8mmeraxo.-George Robinson, a colored barbee, who lived in Columbi for many yars, and who was &Iways known to be a great thliif, has turned up in New York. He recently entered the law offiee bf Samuel J. Tilden' and stole some valuable law books. He was arrested, the books. recovered, was tried an d convicted of grand larcanry and Recorder Hacket passed the following sentence: "George IEgbin,. son you have plead guilty to grand !aroeny. You were caught, In the aot of stealing law, books from the office of Mr. Samuel J. Tilden. Now, it was despicably inean for you to steal trom the gentleman fron),whQ5 the Presidency of the United States had recently been stolen. I senltence you to two years and stx months ia the State prison.-Register. WEARE MAROINING ON.-Among the numerous applicant. for attor ney's license at the p esent .terifue the Supreme CQurt is a young iady of superior literag~ attainments and brilliant accompl ish ments. Her nange is Miss flolton, of Guilford Cosnty and from wh at we canjer e may outstrip some of her yonng~ brethren. This is the first case of s lady apply. ing for license in North Carolina, though one S onng lady was admit' ted as a member of the State Medi. cal Association, Miss 'Dimook, of W ashington, N. C. 'Truly we are marcbi ng on;..Raleighk Obserteir. "Ma, Is it, wicked to ,.asy damn?'.~ asked a youthful Elisoite to his inQth4 or. "Why, certainly, Willis; you aab' I never speak that bad weurd agaiso" ~ " "Well, Yuba Dam aint, warip&Is h,no, that Is the n$me of#s in California." 'iWell, ma, when atom go et t6. baek door Yuba Dame areful otyoI~ akea tuable to yourself oir tha lj , etdQws on It spas~4e tw6 supe y09 l g 4