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Ulf W lllll 1,1.11,^, >l. H ? ^<'l^ tt<? ?<' range TWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM. }? GOD A.1STD OXJ11 fcOUNTRY. -{ ALWAYS IN ADVANC? VOLUME 5. SATURDAY MORNINO, SEPTEMBER 9, 1871. ' N 30 TEE ORANGEB CTRG NEWS ?-:o:? PUBLISHED AT ORANGEBURG Erery Saturday Morning. BY Tint ORANGEBURG NEWS COMPANY ?:o:? TBRMS OP SUBSCRIPTION. Cepy for on* year. $2.00 i? it ii gix Months.? 1.00 Any ono tending TEN DOLLARS, for a 421?? *f New Subscribers, will receive an SXTRA COPY for ONE YEAR, free of charge. Any ono sending FIVE DOLLARS, -far a Club of New Subscribers, will receive ?aa EXTRA COPY for SIX MONTHS, free of | ??barge. ?-:o:? RATL'S OF ADVERTISING. T Square 1st Insertion. Si.60 '?? H 2d ?? . 1.00 ?A Square consists of 10 lines Brevier or arae iash ef Advertising spat*. Aaavtnistrator'a Notices,.?...$5 00 $?Ar?w*'of Dismiss al of Guardians, AoV asiaisrratvra, Executor*, lie.$3 00 Contract Advert memant* inserted apon the oa,?W liberaf ftsriea. ?:o:? MARRIAGE aw* FUNBRAT. NOTICES, aet exteediag ene Sq-naTo, inserted without akarg?. ?:o:? Terms Cash hi Advance. [written ron thk oranokbcho news.] MORE TRUTH THAN POETRY ?OR? JIOW ARTHUR AINSTON GOT HIS WIFE. BY JOANNES. CII AI'TF.I. VI. "That ia my name sir," responded! the old gentleman in a manner that be- j frayed too plainly Iiis bitter hatred for j Arthur. ''The purport of your visit, if ?" cntmutuL-SilA Mr lWe.r '?The object of my visit here, sir, in ui a private nature, aud na it mny be of more itiUreat to you than to any oue else, I should prefer communicating it to you alone," said Arthur calmly. "What, pray, can it bo that you want with me?" curiously inquired the old gentleman the second time. "About a matter of importance sir; but whether you ascertain of it or'not depends upon your own choice," remark ed Arthur witjjfe coolness that showed that no matter what the purport of our hero's visit waaAe was not at all dis posed to aaf?yie the attitude of a sup pliant ia order-1$ get a privato inter view with old Boyer. Here the old' gentleman withdrew from tho counting room, which was crowded* "*Uh drummers and mcrchauts of the city, and inotioucd Arthur to follow htm. Our hero pursued him up a flight of gtairs, and soon found himself seated in a private office, facc-to-faco with the marble hearted futhcr ef Eli?. Hero it did ndt- take him many moments to acquaint the oM gentleman with his bu siness, and its demands, the first men tion of which, however, brought him to his feet, and a flush of indignation to lliu i'-ir.. "If that ia your business with me, young man, jou may as well commeucc at ouce to retrace your journey, for never will I countenance any such idea." These words proceeded from Mr. Beyer's lips with such measured and calculating firmness, that Arthur could not doubt that ho had a man to contend with whose heart was us cold as an iccburg. However, our hero was not discour aged rnd undertook to expostulate with Iiis hoary headed compunion, but with aio avail. The only reply that Arthur got to the ?declaration, "I aui determined to marry Eliza, despite all opposition, and I do not believe that I would be mis representatibg her to-say that she is equally determined that our union shall be," was a cynical and heartless smile. The interview was ? fruitless one, mid, Arthur returned to hi* fc?ial After a few moments reflection he con cluded that the best course for him to pursue would bo to write to Elisa and I tell her of the manner in which her father had treated him, and request her to meet him, as she was, without a mo ment's delay, at the house that had been previously designated as the place at which they would consummate their plans. No sooner had he resolved than his thoughts were fastened to paper, and dis patched to Elita. Meantime he was on hi* way for the appointed place. CHAPTER VII. We will now return to old Mr. Boy er a moment. As soon as Arthur left he dispatched a servant homo with a mes sage for his daughter to repair to the st ire immediately. Hia object was to send her in the country to a relative's, and ior that purpose ordered a buggy. He was too much taken up with the thiugs of thia world to spare time to go home himself; and then he thought there was no use for his doiug so, as Eliza didn't know of Arthur's where abouts. How mistaken he wus. Before Arthur left the hotel the first time, he hud written to Eliza Aud while oho old gcntlcmau was pouring over business letters, his daughter was preparing to take her final depurturc from under tho parental roof. Imagine hia consternation when the servant returned and informed him that Eliza had gono, and uo one on the place ould tell where. Letters and everything elao were thrown aside, aa soou us this intelligence fell upon hia ears; nud almost in less time i hau it takes us to record it he was h'.'i' n.lj nil liio tuai W I-!.. 1-..H.O. /Sure enough, wheu he got there he found that tho bird had flown. Up stairs, in the garden, and every, nook and corner were searched, but no truce of the missing girl was discovered After awhile n note was found upon the bureau drawers. It was otic that Eliza had indicted to her father pre paratory to leaving. As the old gentleman read it, he seemed almost convulsed with the emo tions it produced. Here is the note : ,4Mt DauUng FATitEu:1- l)bu't get angry with tue. I am doing no more than you would do under similar circum stances. You know I love you, dear father, but I love Arthur also, and you told me I should never marry him. I believe if you knew how noble and gen crotiH he is, you would not be so opposed to our union. Please do not abuse him any more, for before you got this he will be the husband of your daughter, ELIZA." As soon as Mr. Buyer had finished this note, ho sent to his store for his sons. When they came, hasty directions wero given to fach of them as to how and whero they should search. But it was too late. Tho minister was waiting at tho appointed house, for son?" hours before Arthur and Eliza got there; audaftei fhey arrived it did not require many miuutes to lc?*"Y unite two that were already one in spirit. Yes . before old Mr. Buyer road Eliza's note, she was the wife of Arthur Alston. And now let us turn to one of whom we have seen but little in the two pro ceding chapters. It will not be forgot ten that Arthur's rival, Henry, when he declined to end, in an honorable manner, his difficulty with our hero, vowed to bo revenged secretly. Now although many mouths had intervened, botween the encounter of the two rivals aud the tirao of which we uro now writing, yot when Henry heard that Arthur was in the city, and more, had probably mar ried Eliza, all of his old bitterness came buck to him, and he resolved to put his vow of revenge into execution. After the inandaga had takon place, Arthur and Eliza rcccivsd privately tho congratulations of a few friends, who bad been made cognisant of the affair, and withdrew to a private drawing room to await tho carriage which was to con vey them to tho depot. While the nowly married couple were discussing the difficulties through which they hud gone, a rap was heard at tho door. Thinking that the carriage had come, Arthur walked to the door, and opened it. Had the earth opened under his feet, he could not have been more surprised than he was iu beholding nt that time and at that pluce, the person that con fronted him. Eliza's anxious eye caught his face, and a tremoudous shriek escaped her lips. Before she had time to alarm the house tho second time, the work of the iiend Henry, had been accomplished. The moment Arthur opened the door, Henry with the exclamation, '-Here is my revenge," pierced, tho few moments before that, the happy Arthur to the heart with a long dagger that he had con cealed in his 'coat slcavc. It did uot require a second stroke. The first bad dono its work. Arthur Aiustou %wna dead. Henry, tUft moment he discover ed that ho had accomplished his object, lelt the house immediately. Tho scream that Eliia bad given, aommoucd several of the family to the parlor, and uh 1 horror, to find the husband of the good nttd loved Eliza, gasping, bleeding, dying! It was a heart rending spectacle to sec this couple, who, a few moments ago, were happy, the one now dead, killed by the hand of uti assassin, and the other lying pale and senseless on the floor. Kit?,?- I.-.I {Vini^.l, .....l -J-.utL l%jit> ."? '\ . . ' . . ? . whiteness had settled over her beautiful face. She was hastily removed to a room, while physicians were sent f'jr. But before they arrived, the spirits of both had winged their flight to a better world than this, nud where they were reunited in sweeter and happier bonds thun the mutability of the things of this poor earth will permit to be the case here. When Elian's father heard of the tragedy, he and his sons repaired with out dolay to tho residence of Mr. (the houso at wlirh the marriage took place,) to find what we have recorded. Eliza was his favorite daughter, nud the shock almost caused, to bow in sorrow, the bead even of this heartless and un feeling paieut. He remembered the ominous words of her who then slept iu death, when she said, "IT Mr. Henry kills Arthur tho siti will rest upon my father's shoulders." If these words lingered in his tuiud before, they were revivified now, and he imagined he could bear even then his pale, lifeless daughter pleading with him Henry bad not ouly killed Arthur, but her too. Tho old gentleman looked at them for a tew mo ments, nud then turucd away with hin heart full of sorrow. As Arthur's und Eliza's friends gazed ' upon them, a feeling of sadness clouded each one's face. If Eliza bad been bcu'j'iful in her lifetime, she appeared moro beautiful now". There is always a siugulur beauty which pervades, with few exceptions, the features Oi" ibe dead, a few hours after the "spirit is not there" Were it uot for the laogour which covers the pulseless cheek, the cold nud changeless brow and the sad sbrowded eye which cau weep no more forever, one in such n moment might well doubt the presence of the dark winged angel of Death. "Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, We still might doubt tho ty rants power ; So fair, so oalm, so softly seal'd. The first, last look by death rcveal'd!" Years have passed since the tragic death oJf Arthur and Eliza. Old Mr. BuTes skill cuatinuc* Uis busiocs*, but a oalm and settled look ot melancholy clouds his face oven to-day. Henry left hit) country and has n" r bcon heard of since. Whether he hit ^sought an ob livion of his sin in othi | countries we know not, but let us hop f that he may strive to atono for the life he has led. Old Mr. Boyer forgave Arthur, nnd buried the two side by wie, in his place in the Cemetery. To-day, ns strangers traverse the grounds, Sic story of the two lovers is told to then by the keeper, and often^their graves dill forth tears, even from those who k new them not. 'Tis thus tho lives of! these two noble beings ended. How hard it seems to us that two that loved each other so, wcro not permitted to live to enjoy one anoth er's society. But their happy dreams were cut short in the morning of their glory, aud they are no more. THE ENIV The t ommereitd Athxrtisn-'s Sarato go correspondent got into a sweet mess tho other day. He landed at the depot in the night. Ha got mixed up with tweuty-five married ladies, seven spin sters and four girls, nil waiting for their husbands, cousins nnd lovers: By acci dent, these woman mistook him for their j "owns." And?but lct| him teil how it [ was himself: "Now, g dear, sweety liquid eyed bru nette threw her arms /.around me. O, Kugone, why did you nek. write oftcticr ?" she sobbed, and then slio sank, sweetly on my bosom 1 said ,:wcep not, Julia," aud then I kissed hcrjtsweetly twenty two times. It was delicious. It made me think of my first wife und my col lege days at Yale. A ponderous, maiden now approached?dressjfed dccollette. a la pouip.tdouy. She wok mo in her arm*aud whispered, **), Charles, did you bring my beautiful -d ?g?did you ?" '?Madame, iny* na moils not Charles, nnd I hate dogs. 1 ' kj!| every d?d? d, ' but bin' fcjl i'ajn^Jpat^iiiy feet. ' A bWcct golden naired blonde now ' took my bund. .She pre-scd .it gently, saying, "Dear Albert, 1 know it is you. and I am so glad to see )ou ! You won't dance with Lizzie Smith, now, will j you '{ N w do promise inc !" 1 said I wouldn't. Then she held her cheek ' close to mine. It was h >t with love's young hope and pure, sweet affection, i We were very happy. None but a j wicked mau would havo brought sad- i ncsa to this sweet, pure young heart ? full of confidence, warm with virgin af fection, and beautiful with ppleudid girlish neas. Do you ?till love me, Albert ?" ?he whis pered. "Undoubtedly," I remarked. l,IIow much, darling ?" "A heap." ''O, I nm too happy !" bIic murinured, us she twisted her fingers in my auburn hair and held uie in u aa'cet embrace. A ClIAl'TEB ON BUTTER.? " Why is it my son, that when you drop your bread and butter, it is always on the butter side ?" "I don't know. It hadn't orter, had it ? The strongest side ought to be up aud this is tho strongest butter I have ever seen." '?llush?its soino of your aunt's churn ing." ''Did she churn it, the great lazy thing?" "What, your aunt f" "No, this here butter. To make the pooi otu woman eiiurti it when it's strong enough to churn itself." "llush, Zep, I've eat a great deal worse in the most aristocratic houses." "Well, people of rank ought to^at it." "Why?" "Cause it's r?l'k butter." "You varmint, you ! what makes you talk so smart T" -Cause the butter has taken the skin off my touguo." "Zcp, don't lie ! I can't throw away the butter." "I'll toll you what I would do with it -keep it to draw blisters. You ought to see thu Hies keel over aa soon as they touch it." "Who dare spit tobaeca juice on tho florr of this car?" savagely exclaimed a powcriully-buiit passengor, as ho rose from his seat and sta ked down the aisle, frowning defiantly upon the other pas sengers. "I dare I" said a burly look ing fellow, as he ejected n quanity of of (We noxious saliva upon the Door of the uial. MAll tight, my friend," said I tho tjrt;t speaker, slapping hiiu on the Shoulder, ' give us a chow of tobacco." Stabbiiis Draws A Natural. "Talking about ugly men," said White Hat, "did you know Youngloro Stob bins 7 You knew him, Sykes?" "I'll bot you," said Sykes. "Wasn't he a screamer ?" "He could get away with any of 'em," said Sykes. "Well," continued White Hat, "one uight me and Stcbbins and Bob Kg Jc stou were up to Pastor's eatin* oysters, and after we got through I wont dowu to tho bar to pay. A lot of fellows woro eating aud drinking there, and talking about homely men. 'I don't care what you say,' says one fellow, 'you lot Bill Williamson work his fucc as he pleases, and I'll buck him agin tho three ugliest mcu iu the Union." "How's that, Bill V says another fel low, looking at a tolerably plain man with a smooth lace standing by. 14 ;Oh, he's foolin',' said Bill, swallow ing his toddy, aud wiping his mouth with his hand. There aiu't nothiu' disagree able about me." " "Excuse me, gentlemen,' Bays I, I'm a strnugcr, but is that tho man you're backing for plaiu features?* " 'That's the man,' says the first apokesuiau. "1 turnod round nud leaned ag'in the bar, ond looked at him. aud says I, 'No paiut, not feathers, nor nousonse ?" " 'Nothing but the features that God has given him,' says another. '? 'How much would you be willing to waste on hitu t* says I. " 'Largely/ says he. 'Heavy j money talks. United States promises<o pay,' aud he hauled out a big pocket-book, aud slapped it on the Counter. . '? ?Champagne supper would be noth ing,' says 1. '? Not a vced-bird's eye,' sayn be. " 'I'm the man you'ro looking for,' I bays, and iu teu minutes wo had a jury '^ft^tfcj, .and 1 was nuiulug bicbbiuo for his part. "He hauled dow'n the corners of his mouth, rolled his eyes as if ho bad a fit, and 1 led bim iu. But I kucw in a minute 1 was boat. That fellow of theirs stood iu front of tho judges, and be looked like a whole family of wild Aus tralian cbildreu rolled iuto one. He never moved a muscle, but looked with an idiotic leer at the ceiling, aud waited for tho verdict. The jury didn't leave their scats. They said it was a clear aud it was, and I walked off. " 'Now,' says I, 'Stcbbins, yon mu.-a do your best; we'vo got two more chances, aud I want you to spread your self.' "Stcbbins prepared himself, aud I must say, ho was a melancholy sight. The right side of his moustache was stuck in his nose, aud bis mouth was screwed around until it touched the lap pel of bis left ear, and we walked in. But there stood their man, aud I didu't care nbout seeing auothor such sight. Every hair on his head was standing straight forward like fencestakes, and his eyes were turned in towards his nose till you could see the bucks of them. I never knew how he did it, but I hope I may die if he hadn't swallowed his nose, and there be stood. The opposition gave a shout, and I knew we was beat again. And so we was, and went back, feeling pretty blue. " 'We're beat, Stebbins,' says I, 'and 1 don't know what tho ld-t?n? niU. ? I but I never saw you look so well as you do to-day.' Tom Egglcston was out of patience. 'If tho cussed fool would stand natural.' says lie, 'he'd beat 'car "J he idea struck mc in a minute. 'Try 'cm. Younglove,' says I. 'Just leave your face the way Heaven made it, and let's go in.' "Stebbins was practicing before the ?ilass, but wheu ho turued round and t? ' sobered down, 1 looked at him, and tnys [, that's enough ! If they oau beat that face I'm ready to pay.' "Stebbins said it was no use, but we led bim iu, in his normal condition, and when they looked at him they .screamed. Even their man, who had got all his faces into one, and who stood there workiug his cars beside, and looking like a wagon full of scared monkeys, got n glimpse of Stcbbins, and burst iuto a roar. Tho judges said I had won, and the ot het> siile gave it up and ?Said the ?uppor!" ' - A man is said to be berfevolettt wheu he holds an nabrolla ovjMsa duck's back iu a shower of r%in. Kicked by a Mule. Jake .Johnson had a mule. There was nothing romarkable in the mere faet of his being the possessor of such an ani mal, but there was something peculiar about bis mule. He?the animal?' could kick higher, hit harder on the slightest provocation, aud act uglier than any mule on record. One morning, riding his property to market. Juke met Jim Hoggs, against whom ho had an old but concealed grudge. He knew Hoggs' weakness lay in bragging and betting ; therefore he saluted him accordingly : "How arc you, Jim ? Fine morn ing." "Hearty, squire," replied Jim. "Fine weather. Nice mule that you have. Will h? du to but on :'" "Bet oq ? G ucss he will that. I tell you, Jim Boggs, he's the- be?i. uiuio in this couutry." "Great smash ! Is that so ?" ejacula ted Jim. "Solid truth, every word of it. Tell you confidentially, Jim, I'm taking him down for betting purposes. I bet he can kick a fly off from auy mau without its hurting hiiu." '?Now, look berc, squire," said Jim, "I am not a letting character, "but I'll bet you something oil that myself." "Jim, there's no use; don't bet, I dou't want to win your inouoy." "Don't be ulaimcd, squire, I'll take such bets as them every time." "Well, if you arc determined to bet, I will risk a small stake?say five dol lars-" "All right, squire, you're my man. But who'll he kick ihn fly off? There is 110 one here but you and I. You try it." j "No," says Johnson :' "I have tobe by the mule's head to order him." "Oh ! pas," says Jim. 'Tbeu p*rob ubly I'm the man. Wu'ual, I'll do it j j but you nre to bet ten agaiust my five, if I risk it." "All right," quoth tho squire. "Now there is a fly on your shoulder. Stand still." And Johnson adjusted the mule. "Whist, Jervcy," said he. The mule raised his heels with such velocity and force that Boggs rose iu the air like a bird, und alighted ou all fours in a muddy ditch, bang up agniust a rail fence. ltisiug, in a towering rage, he ex claimed : "Yuss, that in smart I I know your darned mule couldn't do k. You had that all put up. I wouldn't be kicked like that for fifty dollars. You i can just fork over them ere stakes for it uny way." "Not so fast, Jim j Jervcy did just what I said he could) that is, kick a fly off u mau without its hurting him. You sec, tho mule is not injured by the operatiou. However, if you arc not sat isfied, wc will try it agaiu us often us you wish." "The deuce take you," growled Jim. "I'd rather have a barn fall ou nio at once than have that critter kick mc again. Keep the stakes, but don't say anything about it.'' And Boggs trudgod ou in bitterness of soul, murmuring to himself, "Sold, by thunder ; und kicked by a mule 1" Twelve by the Clock. I About twenty years ago, when Frauk 1 i it Pierce aud tho present Senator Chirk stood at the head of the IIiiUborough bar, in >hn? HnuijjUilre, thcru was upon 'ihifyibcket a celebrated suit culled the "horse case." The tujlitjii Whs bjjhight by Sftiitn V6 fYonos, tho livery stable keepert, ngaiust one White, to recover the value of a pair of horses alleged to have been killed by the defendant while conveying au insane man to the nsylum at Concord, There was plenty of proof that the horses died soon alter their ar rival there; but the defendant took the ground that they died of disease, nud not by being overheated, und that a suf ficient time had becu allowed them to travel thatdistauco aith uaso. Tiuu it became necessary to show the jury the time of starting aud the time of arrival. Many ciliieus were brought forward, among thotu a tall, bony, slab-sided, lanky, aleopy-lookiug fellow, who oQioi-i tod us hostler at the stable. The follow-' i-ug is sbo substance of the coucludiug portion of the examiuasion-: "What time, sir, did 1 underttaud you to say it was when the horses were dr.v on up U the stable '(" ^Juot as I was going to diutfi'." % i "What time won* wfeeo yaanttW dinner ibmI dey?hy the etoei f "Jost twelve." "To a minute, air f "Tea, eir." I "What fim? was it wfceo ye* WOO* tO dinner tire day before by Ifen dbd^r' ? "Just twelve." ,lTo a iniirate, ?i? V "Yes, air." "And -what fSore did? yon go Co dinner a week previously?by the clock f "Juat twelve " "To a minutc,- sir ?" "Yes, air." "Now, sir, will yon be good cSvSgfe to tell the jury what time you went to din ner three months beforo tho laOt date? by tho clock ?" "At twelve." "To a minute?" "Yes, sir." "That is all, sir," replied" the ccsseef, w ith a gleam of satisfaction on hia ease and a glance at the jury, as much eil 10? say, that man has settled his tertieseoy, gentlemen. And so all thought till, just m k w leaving the stand, he turned to* his once* tioncr with a curious, comical expression on his face, and drawled out j "That "ere clock was onto' kilter, end has stopped at twelve for tho last als months." There was a general roar. Mr. Clark sat down, and the judge had to use bio haudkerchiof just then. Amateur Editors.?An amatrvr who was editing a paper in tho abaaaoo of a regular editor says : The last thing; I have auy distinct recollection off Wao gettiug off something ob the nanyor of the town. He went by old 8/ken, tho editor, on? evening without nodtljgfr and I had no sooner entered tho oSco than I heard : "Go for Muggs, give it to him hot; knock him all to pieces, and hove Ina shattered soul hanging, to tho steeple of the court house." "Hot he-"I begaav waWotyaW came close up to me, beeaakeng keodt, and say a he : Young man, go* for Mogga. I hajto to part with you, hut Smith offers to 111 your occupation for a dollar leas. So I sat down to do up Mngg*. Syke* was going away, and ho left ana to say judgment. I wrote an artieia thai I thought would please tha old caaa for positivenesa, and it went under a tri ple 1 wading. I was jasi keening a% paste pot in the burglar panes' aafrr to keep it fireaa the* rata, and I heard e> yelling on tho street*, and the case* door came iir on me. I saw/ e&a-va, com* eta, spots m the sun, new moo an, and "came to" in the next town, when I scut the f?Hewing dispatch to* tho old man : "If you cun pay your Board? ball, stay where you are. The press- in reined, the long primer is in Hardy's fcofee pondc The mailing table, tho book aud thn* new job rack wool ever tha dam lust evening. Things- ain/t so thoy was. We made ? big hit mm Muggs, and he rctuliated powerfully. I have hired out to a> quiet old farmer hero, and I think I shan't pursue tho get off Ott? siiiesss any further." In abowK Iran months I gat a reply, Hero was-all that was said : * Young man, always be pos itive in your assertions ? --?<? ana ? ? ? Julius, didycr belong to der last warf In course I did. And was ycr wounded ? You'd better believe- it?three timec Twice in my line and onea in my tobac co-box. A ud docs ye draw a preeiboY JaH?*? f What d'ycr ax ckut ftaoliah question forf Certainly I draw n yenaion? three plugs of tobacco n year. I wish com men niggers wouidVt inter fare in matters so much shove their crentouMt, A Fcso t% tttk Fxwir,v ??*WaJ I guess there's a little row ever to one house." "What on nirth's the matter I "Why, dud's got drunk, motkoro wash in', the old cow's got n eadft, 8aJ'e got ma l ied and run nway with the spoons, Scth's swallowed n pie, and Louis looked at the Aurora Aorix ?tili hs'fgot tho delirious trUngsetv Thea ain't all of it nether. Rose spilt tho batter box and broke the pen cakes, one of the Maltese kittins has g:t her head.into the molasses cup and I eae/e get it out,, aud oh, how hungry I an>?