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MARRIAGE and FUNERAL NOTICES, not exseeding one Square, inserted without oh arge. ?:o:? ??- Terms Cash in dvance. **Ba Browning & Browning, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, OR&XUKBUKU C7. II., So. (a. Malcolm I. Bbow.mxo. A. F. Bnowxixa. ttov 4 AUG. U TUS B. JiNOWLTON (Formerly ot uic New York Bar.) ATTOUNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW, OnA>GKBUKil, 8. C. jul.V.H II l. w. biley TRIAL JUSTICE, Residence In Fork of Edisto, all BUSINESS ENTRUSTED will be promptly and carefully at'euded to. * "july *J8 l.v DR. T. BERWICK LEG ARE, SU KOKON DENTIST, JJradriuCe BnUluiore College Mental Surgery. office mar.ket-st. over store of j. a. hamilton, METALLIC CASES. THE" 'UNDERSIGNED HAS ON HAND oil of the various Sizes of the above Cases, which can be furnished immediately ou u p plication. , Also manufactures WOOD COFFINS as dsual, and at the shortest notice. A|>|>'v i? H- RIGGS, mar 5?Cm Carriage Manufacturer. REEDER & DAVIS, COTTON FACTORS and general Commission Merchants, Aifgcr's Wharfs CHARLESTON, S. C. OawRlA Rr.KDEic. Zimmkbmax Davis ?Ot 15 Cm T. F. BaouiE. R. R. Huuuins H. C. Hunutxs. BEODIE <fc CO. COTTON FACTORS and COM MISSION M E ItC IIA NTS, 2X0R TU A TLA A TIC W1IA RF, CHARESTON, S. C. Liberal Advances made on Consignment. Rarsa to Andrew Simouds, Esq., Pres t 1st National Hank, Charleston, S. C. may 21 woo tf WASmNGTONlliT?SE BY Mrs. M. W. Stratton, OERVA1S & ASSEMBLY STREETS COLUMBIA, 8. C. Convenient to the Greenville and Charleston Railroads and the Business portion of the City. Rate of Transient Bonrd?Two Dollara per p*y. ; Regular Boarders received at Reasonablo Fates. it* \Q tf' Hy Barling's Shoes. God bleat the little feet that can never go astray, For tbe little shoes are empty, in my closet laid a\vay> I sometimes take one in my hand, forgetting till 1 see It is a little, half-worn shoe, and much too small for me; And all at once I feel a sense of bitter lSss and pain, And sharp as when, two years ago, it cut my heart in twain. * Oh ! little feet that weary not, I wait for them no more, For I am drifting on the tide, and they have reached the shore; And while the blinding tcar-dropa wet these little shoes so aid, I try to think my darling's feet are treading streets of gold ; And then 1 lay them down again, but al wuys turn and say, ? God bless the little feet that now so surely cannot stray. And while 1 thus am standing, 1 almost seem to see, The little form beside me, just as it used to bt; Tho little face uplifted, with its soft and ten der eyes? Ah ma! 1 might have known that look was born for Paradise. I reach my arms out foiidly, but they cU?;i the empty air, For there's nothing of my darling but the shoes he used to wear. Oh ! the bitterness of parting cannot be done away. Until 1 meet my durliug where his feet can never stray; When I no more urn drifting upon tke surg ing tide, Put with him .-aMy landed upon the other side. Lie patient, heurt, while waiting to see the shining way, l or the little feet can never, uo, can novrer go a ?May. BID SHJL DO KIUIiT. UY MYIIONA WII.T. UU>. A fearfully cold, blustering duj it wls. late in Dec tuber, just at the season when mirth and pleasantry should have reign ed supreme over nil iheir subjects ; but n time nt unuttenbla desolation to at least ofle of God'* creatures, as she stood aliuie at thu door of her late home, with the sweeping gale, as it lashed by laden | with fi -e du.*t, and stinging chill, utmost : reccing her in it* ruthless pitilesatmss She looked up and down the long, de serted street, that never looked dro. ricr than then, as tdic bade it a mournful, si lent good-bye. Opposite, the doors were all faM. closed, and iu the rapidly gathering twilight she saw the w inn glow of the fiies. the ruddy, welcoming lights that had been seemingly lighted to mock her own i lit erlt?ss lonesotuonees; and it Hcemcd to her, in her bitterness, that she could see a mocking, derisive unite ou (be luce of all pai.-yville, that bho, pruud I.-a'ou! Kent, the daughter, und once the heiress, of proud Thomas Kent, wuh to-night to leave her home a poor girl, to battle with the world, which had once becu her slave, uud was uow bor master. With a shiver, less of cold than dis tress, Isabel Kent turned away from the darkening street*, and into the hall of the large, elegant, empty house. A single gas burner was lighted, sending ? he- ? }-u:t.. --?_ i\_. ouv piov? iwiuuuuiiier, and that was ail the light there was to illumine her depurtiug footsteps. Iu the silent parlor, where the rich paper seemed to mock the empty desola tion, stood Isabel's trunks, packed, and strapped, und marked; and how the pin's lips quivered, as the light rtvealed to her:? ''Miss Kent?Passenger?Colneyton." So it was there sho wus going. Two hundred miles from home, frieuds?if friends there were, who hud turued the oold shoulder when lirtr father's will had declared her worse than penniless?hud lit: to her loud, broken heart, the legacy of dishonor uud dcot. It was that knowledge that hud proven almost too much lor hoi; otherwise, how finely, if sorrowfully?how earnestly, if lonesome ly?she Would have born poverty, uud lueed the world which owed her u living Hut everything seemed no changed now; even I sain I Kent herself liud ehunged (Vom u joyous, careless girl, to a stem, embittered wouiaii. A hired vehicle rolled up to the do^r, und when the driver had atteuded to her lu^age, and the old lomulu scrvuut bad kissed her gloved baud, sho was whirled away?to what? sbo wondered, M with a mirthle?? little laugh, as she sat upright in the vehiole, and watched the houses that held people she fcurcd she fairly hated. At the station-house she had little time to think?the crowds, tho noise, the glare, the incoming and departing trains?lor Daisyville was ao imporiast terminus. Aller she had procured her ticket, she sat down on a seat just opposite the door; and so, when Charles Roberts came in, she saw him before ho suw her. He advanced straight over to her, us sonn as he recognized tho black robed h\:urc. 44 sabel, I am tempted to take you away from here by simple force. I have been to the house, but you were too quick for me. Isabel, will you persist in this foolishnoa?" He had taken u seat next to her; but, near us he was, ho could not sec the puliug anguis.i that lay in her pure, ela sie luce, or the flush of momentary wrath that followed bis eager, impulsive w.irds. ??It if not foolishness, Ciiaries. What should I do if 1 did not goto Mrs-" He interrupted her iu his quick, hot headed, earnest way. 44Where should you go, true enough, my darling? Is not my home lonely for tho want of you ? Dues not my heart cry out b-r you, its queen ? Isabel, there is \et ten minutes; won't you think of it agaiu, and let me take you from this place to be married to me, ami to my home forever* Remember, my Isabel, how I love you." Under her thick crape veil Isabel's lips jirew tightly compressed, and a slow, red bloom came to her checks, it was a great temptation; she, so lonely, so fragile, to go out into the world, nothing but a companion to u rich, strange wo man, w hoso face she hud uevcr seen ; and here was Charles Roberts, with his splendid bflttaO! his matchless carriage and lu>r>e-J. his h*ml*ome face, atid irreproachable character, who sat beside her, beting her to accept it all. 1 jut Isabel was a proud woman, ami she couid not bnmk the idea of marry ing lor home, for utero gratitude, even if she kuew the offer came from the man who, she felt, worshipped her. Hut for all this, she did not love Charles Roberts; und there lay the secret of her refusals?they had been many, of him. And now again, with the chilling look out on the world before her, the decided thut she would work to the death before she would be the wile of man to whom she could not give her affect ions. ??I have Emde up my mind long a-jo, Charles, and indeed it grieves me to find that you cling to me ro. 1 am sorry ; I iviab lor your sake 1 mi^ht view these things in the samu light you do; but 1 can't. It i^ impossible, that is all. There comes the train." Slut arose, as the Jong train came in, with a sad, pitying look at her lover's face. "We will try to be friends, then, Isabel, though heaven knows how mock im* and empty friendship is after love Write to me; if ever trouble comes, com mand mc to any extcut. You'll promise that." He held her hand ut the lust, nud iu so tierce, a clutch, that Isabel utmost cried out. 4,Good bye, Charles, good-bye!" She was really gone at lust, on the way to her destination. That wis a long, lonely ride, and many tents fell buck off that heavy, masking veil, before she arrived at Colueytoti, on a clear, bright morning, when the streets were swarming with lifo und gaiety. It re vived her somehow, and the fell almost, contented when a respectful railway official tupped her on the shoulder, and pointed to a waiting carriage. "The driver has been asking for a young ludy from Daisyville. I bcli ve you took the train there, Miss?" Aud so she found herself iu Mrs. Craveru's carriage; aud, later, iu the lady h presence. Mrs. Cratern was an iu valid, passably ^ood-lookiug, who received her newly engaged companion with a polite welcoming and kind interest, thut would have gone straight to Isabel's heart, had not her pride und " reserve boon chal lenged by the young lady to whom Mrs. Craverti introduced her. '?'Ibis is my uiccc, Miss Folaom; Miss Kent." Isabel acknowledged the presentation ; aud if she was stung to the quipk'by the frigid hauteur of the fair g'ul,.Mb? . Folsom was as euraged^jr Isabel's iu differently graoeful boW. |S&' "Aunt Clara/' she snlBwlien Isabel hud gone to her r?oiB^that night, to weep and suffer all the lonjfc hours, "shall you allow her to luingle^ith our visi tors ? Sho is much tod; elegant and aristocratic to pass uuriiiu among company." "As often as I caii spare hor, of course. Why should aho not see a little enjoyment, poor child ? xou are getting jealous again, Elleu?" "You remember how m}r music gover ness foiled me in that affair with War ren Iluymoed ? I dou'j c-aie that this proud, fair girl und I should ruu a face for Churlea Roberts." "You huvo no reason to nupposc that Charles Roberts cares for^rou; you never met him more thun u dor. mi times." "True. But I cure for him." "We'll not trouble oaraelvcs about that." i * * * * ?. * * Day after day went -^i, and of the scores of gentlemen who bud culled on Mrs. Crnvern and her niece. Isabel had seen none, fur all her kind, friend insisted upon it. Isabel hud grown to. comprehend perfectly Ellen Folsom, and treated her accordingly. Sometimes when Elisa wanted s favor done si>o would go to Isabel, uud Isabel would do it. Of course there was perfect apparent cord'.ality betweeu thenjl, while really they were at swords' points.. It wus t.ue day, when Isabel had been two mouths there, that iu passing by the parlor door, she came 1'aCQ to face with Ellen and Charles Rob rts. How she hated herself for that sudden blush she felt burning on h?r checks; but as she glanced up and caught Ellen's ??cornful, angerod eyes\ she suddeuly grew perfectly composed aud calm. '?Isabel! is this teuUjf you 'f Why, I had iiot- the wlrghrCB^Trlea yOu had ootno to Mrs. CruveruV! Are you well f<id happy!" lie bent to whisper quickly the last word. Isabel gave hi ill her hand with her old-time grave quiet and hauteur. "Quite, thank you. The friends iu Diiisyvillo are all well?" "Oh, yes, uud you can't conceive how many of them miss you 1" "'1 hat is pleasant to know. I am in somewhat of a hurry, Charles?Mr. Roberts. Good-bye aud she hastened un without another word. Ouee iu her room, shesut composedly down to her work, while Mrs. Cruveru was out for her uoou ride. b'he wondered if Charles bad forgot ten her?that is, ceasi d to caie lor her? She asked herself the question iu a careless sort of way, und then went on to think how nice hound Ellen looked together; uud of a s?ddeu a frightful revelation came to hotj?so suddeu it fairly took her breath?to blissful, her senses ached with j?iy,**Taid yet so dread ful she thought she should not survive it. All this iu a magiual second, and the revelation was this?she loved Char les Roberts, uud had loved him ail the time; und be loved her not any longer, but Eilen Folsom ' At thut very moment Ellen came in, in till the blooming beauty uud stylish elegance that characterized her. "I have come to you for my first congratulation. Charles says you won. once au old friend of his." Isabel ft It her eyes grow dim as she anticipated tho news. "I am an old friend.'' It was all she Baid. 15ut how fujly, entirely, she experienced tho truth of her lover's worth that night they parted ! "We've not decided on the wedding day, but Charles is in a groat hurry Most lovers are, I suppose. Hut you are going to wish me joy?" "Oh, of course, all rjhthe world!" Sho wasn't very cnfhtmiasiio; but it was her will that forced her to speak ; ' her heart was too sore. "And there's .mother thing, Isabel. You must pardon me Tor saying it, but I'm sure your good judgment will up prove. Charles bus told me of your little love passage ; uud 1 thought that as you had once been so much to him, uud he'll be coming' her? so often, it would be prudent for you to lind anoth er-" ? * Isabol had risen to her feet ;.imo3t at tho first words, with vivid, blushing cheeks und flushing eyes. Now, with low, scorching tones, she interrupted her ?"Enough! I comprehend yours aud Mr. Roberts' delicocy? Give my apolo gy- to. Mrs. Cfaveru. My-iruuka will be called lor bj the railway omnibus." She put on her hat and mantle, and without vouchsafing a word to the delighted, triumphant girl, went out from the house. "I have to thank my presiding stars for suggesting that story. I knew her proud spirit would up in arms and leave roc a clear field to win him. I only hope I have uttered a prophecy. As ii I didn't road aright their secret I" She had made a slight mistake, how ever. Aud poor Isabel, her cheeks burning, walking on to the station that she had arrived* at so lately, wondering where she would go, when a glad, joyous voice culled her name. "Isabel, were you going home to roe. as you promised me to do if you needed me ?'.' She instinctively . recoiled a step. Then, seeing that no one was in the waiting-room but themselves, she threw back her veil, and gave him the full benefit of her indignation. "How dare you ask me such a ques tion, when your lips haveso'lutcly asked Ellen Folsom to be your wife ? Char les Roberts, I had thought better ol you." And then she cried. Wasn't it j tut like a sensitiv?, loving, over-wrought woman to do that? Aud Charles Ro berts' heart gave a great throb of dc light! "Oh, my Isabel! Now I know that you love me ; else, why this accusation ? these teure? I never have Bpokcn of] love to any woman saving yourself. Isabel, you believe me? You love me at lust ? ' Like a solemn truth, bhe could not help believing, came the blessed know ledge to her. "1 believe you. I love you !' And iu the momentary desertion of thut busy, public place, Isabel Keut kucw she was alone no lon?cr for ever An hour later, when tho railway omnibus druvo up to Mrs. Cravern's for the trunks, Ellen met the two at the hall. ''Please soud the future Mrs. Roberts' trunks down, Miss Folsom." It was true. fhey were engaged to be married, and I.lien had been punish ed, us liars aud plotters are punished ; il not so soon, so surely; il not iu this world, ou the other side of tho river. The Sailor aud the Fuschia. BY J. C. M CA BE. Near a seaport town, in the year 1871, there lived a poor woman and her only sou a lud of about bixtcen years. Ry great industry iu mending nets, patching sails, aud doing all kinds of little odd jobs, they barely managed to make a poor living. Her husband had been a sailor, aud, like some other Bailors, alter many years of going and returning safely, at last bade good bye to his home, set sail, aud was never heard of again. There was a long, weary time of expecting, hoping and watching for some tidings of the missing ship?but in vain; uone ever came. Il was natural the boy should turn for a livelihood to the life his father had chosen und loved; aud it was natural ri. .r dia mother nftsr or;? hiss should dissuade him from it. "Do not tell me of the money you will bring me," said she. "What care I for money? Think of your poor lather." However his desire to try the oceau surmounted all obstacles, ami one bright morning he stood before her to say good bye. What shall I bring you mother?" said he, cheerfully. "Rring me yourself," she .sobbed, through her ters; "it is all 1 waut." "Rut, mother, you must tell me some thing" said he;"tell me something now." The widow lifted her head; she thought ol nothing, and cured for nothing in her great sorrow; sho glanced at tho opeu door. "Bring me, then," said she, "a flower for my gnrdon". So the sailor boy departed. It would be u long story to toll all his adventu res; until, at last, from a port iu Chili, tho captain rcsoved to sail for homo. It was tho laut day on shore, when the lad remembered his mothor's roqUest. "A flower, and tho handsomest I can lind, my mother shall have." The plant was obtaiucd, and oarofully he tcudud it ull tho long voyage homo ; aud when he stood with it iu his baud, at tho door of their small dwelling plaoe aad merrily sang oat, "Hero 1 am mo ther, aod here it your flower!" one ean scarce imagine the happiness of that humblo little home. The widow hugged and kissed her boy and planted her flower, which throve finely in its new home. Soon after, a gentleman, traveling that way, saw it, admiried it, and paid her a large price for a slip from it. In richer soil it be came still more beautiful. Its sprouts were sold for twenty guineas a plant and this was the boginnig of one of our most splendid fuscbias It is stated that a high offer was made for the entire plant, but the widow would only sell slips from it. Dolly Vnrdens. If husbands are to be mistaken in "Dolly Varden" dresses, ad with an un I or lunate husband in Philadelphia,, the sooner the fashion is squelched, the bet ter will it be for the peace of society. The husband in question one night mis sed from the supper table bis wife Matil da, aud inquired of his little boy whither had she gone, aud just at that moment the dining room door opened und a lady entered. The husband observed a wiid look iu her eye, and also noticed that she was attired in an outlandish style, buving on us he says, a dress with sun flowers, aud cabbages and pumpkins worked ull over it, and a lot of snakes squirming around for a buck ground. Rising, the man said,"Madam, whom do you wish to Bee?" and then said, aside, "Poor thing she's crazy." That lust remurk settled the business for him, as the weird female made a bolt aud tightly grasped bis Adam's apple und choked him until his face assumed the color of u banner of the Commune. After she hud enjoyed a surfeit of choking her husband she flopped into a chuir, aod with tears coursing each oilier down her checks, exclaimed: "That I should ever live to bear my husband suy that I wua crazy." This amused the husbaud, who elevating himself to bis full proportions, suid: "You can't blame me, Madura, for supposing you an insane women, aud now that 1 kuow you are the mother of these interesting cbihlrcu, will you have the kinducss to retire to the sauctity of your chamber aud peel yourself of that piece of furniture ebiutz, or window eurtaiu, or Whatever it is you call it." "Window curtain, chintz!" j said the spouse; why it's you that's out ot your head. That's a Dolly Varden, and a very pretty pattern too." "Madam," replied the husband, "we may be out of head, but if that is aDol ly Yurdcn we arc most decidely out of pocket. Why it looks like a circus dress, und the idea of a woman ut your time of life?" "My time of life!" "Yes, your time of life. Tho next thing, I suppose, you will be practicing the trapeze uct iu the back yard. Why it is enough to give u mau the delirium tremens to look at it. Who ever saw such u pattern? It's flush wall paper ruu mad. You look exactly like some Japanese tea sign. And now just bounce out here with that Fccje battlo flag, or you'll scare the baby to death." There wus an ominous pause for a moment, aud then tho eldest daughter suid: "Why you ought to be ashamed of yourself, father. It's all the stylo, and I am going to have one, too; there now" "Yes, and I want one; all the girls have got them." Thus spoke Maria, the second eldest. "Any more?" gasped the husband: "Are there any more ? I la lo t the baby better have one? guess I'll got ono myself. How do they make up for pantaloons. I. 4 ! IIa ! Ha ! (demoniacal ly.) Let me huve a Dolly Yurden. Let me clutch it. Dring me a pattern of monkeys selling lamps posts. How would a chineso puzzle look, or a map of Fairmount Park?" All the rest is a blank. Tho unhappy husdand has just been liberated from an asylum and pro nnunoed cured. Rut the only way they managed it was to dress him in a Dolly Varden, marked out with the ground plan of the streets of Hosten. ???1 The last joko at tho czponso of H G reports that "in an agricultural ossay on tobacco ho asserts that the fine cut will not ripen well unless too tin-foil is strip ped from tho growing bud early in tho spring, and that plug-tobicco ought to be knocked off the trees with clubs in stead of being picked off with tho hand." What is l?rtferas. r-:>: """" We call attention of those policy-bol ders who wonder why toe Traveler* eharges a small extra premium for A voyage near Gape Hntteras.to an anawor to the above question, made in tW A* dependent, by Rev. Dr. Crosby, who taa been there: ' t1* "It looks pretty on the map?a rip*** olean, angular finish to the east eoait ol tho southern portion of E PbtriotlM Uhum; a delicate rim to Albcrmarle and Pamlieo Sounds; the apex of two Hue* of err a fX?" ?bs ?r?ii?lifrtl ?Ju? I'JLIai. in the first class in geography.', Bui lefe me give you another view of it.. You're on a steamer, that look" so large at the dock and to little on the sea. A gale is roaring upon you from the east, thunder, and lightning are raging at you from the west, the sea is black and white to gether rolling and foaming, and groan* ing, sinking and swelling, rushing and yawning; and the poor ship is struggling ? as with an army of Titane; up she lift* it again, and shakes herself like a jNew foundlanddog just oyt of the rfflaWi Then, wearied, she is heaved ovar on? one side, till you think she'll never eomo1 up again; at lust, with many a creah and snip of beam and brace, she finds a per-t pendicular, only to try the careen on the other side, with the samd accem-? raniments. Put jour bead out- on' deck. Whew! how the gale' ''skftkn through the rigging. Look at that ang ry wave coming at the side. There! it strikes the vessel; she shakes' id her last fibre, and a young Niagara is poured. upon her decks. As the shook is ]Wer,? you sec with horror that the wheeibcuso - is gone. Its wreck is furlopgs away by ' this time, out among the eharks.r Oh !. this won't do. So you go below again. , You clutch at something,at every step,. or you are on your black in a twinkling. Now you take three or four steps with marvelous rapidity; then you halt most . stupidly, as if waiting for an iaspiratfoe. Tho e; bin-steps arc anywhere from hori zontal to nicety degrees eaoh minute. Study your time and seize your Oppor tunity. There, you are in the cabin. Another fearful lurch. Crash ! That's the steward's crockcryt There goes Ike stove ! Quick ! help gather up those eOrtis,. or the ship will be on fire.1 TftO ttr*if close and sickish down here. Souttds or nnusca are issuing out of every state-? room, forming a wretched chorus. You take refuge in your own stateroom. It - is six feet by three; it has a smell of pu- i trcsc nt antiquity. You can't tell which is floor aud which is side, without so mo calculation. You find your physical system in sympathy with outward Nat' turo. It is confused?unhappily mixed. The heels try to get to the head, sod die stomach tries to get to tho mouth. The stomach succeeds better than the fews. Ugh! how disgusting ! You creep, a remnant of your former self, into your berth. Whack ! That was another1 Bee on her b?ara. Yrou rre lying on the - floor, bcwilderod. Again you use the ? refraiu: JiOh ! this won't do." Aud' up you crawl and slide and run and - climb to the deck oooo more. It is the . old thing, ouly mere so. The s?ilors, | all dripping, are hanging -.on to the shrouds, stuncheons, anything tfcakyWill keep them on their legs. The emole- - stack is encrusted with salt. Everything*. :?-?-. ?.?m ?i-~.? y-^1 see how the craft cau hold together much longer, with all this wrenching and twjst- . iug und plunging aud roaringand'oresk i'ig aud breaking. Dear me! what's. orsc, uight is coming on?black, awful night?iu tho midst of this bellowing, boiling Tartarus! Stop ! I'll not go any further. I I only , wished to answer the question,' What is IIattera8?" I've just been thcro;'and I know. Many persons who wear reading-glas ses arc sorely annoyed at the difficulty of keeping them in their proper position on the noso. To all such it will be inter esting to know that a rising young opti- . cian has devised a very ingenletts ex- . pedient by which that end canbcaoconi I plished. It consists in driving a tack, into the bridge of the noso and banging tho glasses upon it. . ... ?, -i j /r;-' An incorrigible oachelor created a seuwation iu a company of ladies by ?Sy ing, "I havo a wifo in my eye;" But tho, sensation subsided when it was observed he was looking at wife of. another man. - ? 11| ? - . A Virginia dog still jelpi with de light at the sound of 1 Dixie."