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TWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM. }? GOD ^VTsD QTJR GOXJOSTTHY. ALWAYS IN ADVANCE. ^ VOLUME 8. -JjLi SATURDAY MORNING. AUGUST 22. 1874. iirod iu The Hone BY LOTTIE BROWN. 'Whon it's born in you, what arc you to do nbout]it ? Tha'..'s what I'd like to kuow. Miss Munser says I'ui wicked by 'unter,' and if I am, where's the u.so iu trying to bo anything olsa ? You can't make wator run up hill" Jessie rattled out a lively measure, with the heels of her ;buots, upou the side of the table on which she had perch od horse 11", and aimed a kernel of pop pod corn at Hex, who had been holding tho corn popper over the dim fire for a lull half hour. 'It isn't wickedness, Jess?it's a pc culiar something without a namo. A boiling over, an inward rebellion a wild sort of what-d'yo call it,' said Ucx, with a lofty show of patronage. 'Yes, that is just it. It's an uncon trollablc sort of a what's his name that ov.rpowcrs me, end stirs mo itr.o a kind of effervescence which?' 'My dear :' and Abbie's soft eyes wore lifted from her work, and flashed a re b?ke?if tho look could be designated by so loud a term?into her sister's face. * 'You're all right! You're just as suro of inheriting the kingdom as T am of? Rex, tho corn is smoking!' They were an odd family?a family ?of opposites. Rex was a great, square Bhouldored, long limhcl, idb fellow with the Ore of genius holding a war with 'common sense everlastingly within him, and as they were poor, and had few <aud narrow means for a living, hi was to say the least, a drag ! Abbie was, of all women, tho softe*! ?and slowest. In the tho cour.se of a year she accomplished a groat deal, be causo she 'pegged away,' as Jessie tonn cd it and was never idlej but her modor tion was well known. Jessie?I am not up to her descrip ttion. I fancy ono should have per feet Ihcalth and beauty, and an 'eutire froo <lom from cure, to bo one whit like her. Even then I am not sure that thor j an . who could reach her. They were very poor, and Jessie was, as she expressed it, the poorest ol the family. Rex liked his lolling, dawdling 6iy(c of living?liked to roam about aill day over the marsh with his gun, getting an occasional shot at a bird which they could not cat, or sketchi ng some bit of Teck or brokcu down lence, the l.ko oi which may be seen in a hundred thou sand portfolios Ho was sure ol 4u living, fur they owucd tho house; and by a little geuteel farmiug could raise vegetables enough to supply their owu table the year round. The dry groceries, Abbie earned with her knowledge of needle work ^and inn sic. Jessio could do simply nothing to ward adding to the family income, un Ices the little stewing and fussing she did in the kitehcu could be called a 'help.' On the night in question, when Rex wa3 struggling with the corn popper nnd Abbie straining her eyes over a piece of fine embroidery, Jessie had hoen enumerating what she could do ?and what bIio couldn't. What she ?couldn't swelled the list, and what she could do amounted to nothing in a pc cuniary sense. 'Ifyou would only rightly apply yourself and energies, you might do wonders,' suggested Abbie. 'Very true; I'll tell you what I can do?Rex never can, to any advantage, and you never will?I can get mar ried V iJcssic !' ploadcd Abbie. 'You aro a born fool !' shoutod Ilox. 'Ami ? Well, they take far better than sonsible women. Yes, I can mar ry a rich man.' ?Victor Danforth is not rioh,' sugges ted Abbie. 'Who^said anything about Victor Danforth ? I didn't!' 'You mako oyes at him every time yon see him, nnd you smilo at him when he comes dangling around hero as though ho was the dearest frieud you had in tho world,' s tid Res. 'Well, ho used to boj but I have changed my mind. I supposj I cau change my own mind There uro other men in the world besides?' Tho corn popper gave a little lurch, and went down into tho coals. Abbio lifind her quiet fuco, and Jessie came down with a houue.) which luvte the windows battle. It was a visitor? who, reaching tho door when Jessie's tontgua was busiest , had ventured to cotuo along the 'hall and knock at the kitchen door, us tho quickest method of making his presence known. 'Cotuo in!' roared the two mouth pieces of the Lake family?viz, Jessie and Hex?and the door opened. ?Why, it is Mr Foster!1 said Jessie, with a badly fitting bit. ofafTcctioti which one might have constructed as meaning ?"The Very person of whom wc were talking.' After a momentary pause, she conti n ucdj 'Come iu ! Wc wore just wishing 'Yes; is was getting very stupid hcro,v said Rex, trying to spare Jessie the sin of one lie. lint Jessie shouted at flic top of her voice: 'Stupid ! I should say it was . I'm awfully glad you'vo conic ! It is always stupid hero and always must bo, when we arc so poor and cramp id !' ?Won't you come out for a walk, Miss Jessie V said Mr. Foster. For a reply she brought down from :t nail her hat and shawl. Adam Foster was vcr}' rich, very ninth honored titid esteemed by his town people, and lor a long while he had born the friend of the Lake family. Nobody knew why but when .Jessie came home, that night, and bounced back in lit i place upon the table, the family itself found out, for she cried: 'Well. I know what I'm good for? I'm going to marry Adam Foster1 ' Jessie '.' 'Now, keep still ! Do let me bo a lit tie help, if the thing is potsiblol' ?Hut Victor ?' said Abbie. 'Victor will live. II he had wanted me very much he has had years and opportunities oaough in which tu a.-k me.' So do-sic was betrothed, just as she had d. iij everythii g else in her life, with a rush. She was going to bo rich, aud set Ilex und Abbie on their legs, ami be a credit 0 herself aud friends. When Victor Dan forth came, she bu lied h in, and told him, with her biy wicked jeyen shining, that he was too Ue. 'Do you care?' fdio vaucily asked him. 'For you ? No ! I did love the Jos sic Lake, my ideal; but the real worn sn who sells1 herself for niotuy, I dou't care a straw for.' And he yave her a glance from his handsome eyes which told her how tru ly he meant what ho said. Now, women like Jessie Lake alway want just what they cannot have, and after that speech a change ca me over her. She grew as quiet us a mouse, and sewed long scams, and labored as hard as Abbio herself, Hex said she was going to make h or self worthy of tho hi^h position she would henceforth hold and Abbio agreed and said she was almost afraid some thing would happen, Jessie was becom ing so soft and tender. But Jessis knew what it all meant. She kuow why there was a deep furrow between her eyes, and why the red lips acquired the fashion of putting tlictn selves so firmly together; and for the rest?sho did not care whether they knew or not. Was sho not guiug to elevate them by her marriage'{ An for Adam Foster, ho camo and did his duty in kisses upon the low, broad forehead, in gifts, in the stateliest attentions and in generous plans for the future and that was enough. So the days pass ed on, and the time drew near when .Jessie must go out to him oud be Jessie Lake no more forcv cr. And when it wus close nt hand, there rolled around another night when Ab hie sewed by the tiro, and Rex shook tho corn popper over tho coals. It reminded Jessie so much of that other night that she began again to talk 01 her usolcseness aud wickcdojy.s. ?My dear, you have been uu augel of late,' said Abbie. 'Don't be such .1 fool! I'm worse than ever ! Didn't I tell you that wickedness waa born in uie'f"' ' Yes; but, doar?' 'I'm not a 'dear.' I'll show you whon I have a chance.' And then came the tread of feet along the hall. 'It is only 1,' said Adam, stepping in. 'I was wishing for you,' growled des sie. 'Yes, it was stupid here.' 'No such thing. I only wanted to see you, to tell you that I've changed my mind. I'm not going to marry you.' The rich man looked at the beautiful profile turned toward him?at the ex quisitc head and its soft chestnut hair shining in the light . 'What put that idea in your mind ?' he asked. 'I don't know. T mean it. I am not ready to marry; and if I were ready, I am tu t ready to marry you for money. Wo should never bo happy. I don't tike you vCry well. I never should have ucccptod you that night, but I thought I mu>t help the family in some way. Since thi n 1 learnt have to sew very well and I think I can do something in that way.' 'Then you mean all this'/' 'livery word !: And Jes&io'o engagement ended, just ns it had begun ? with uup ircllel ed sud deuness. 'You are a disgrace to us ;' thundered Ilex. '1 always meant to be?it was born in me. It is an indescriblu sort of a?' ' It is tho work of the devil whose familiar you certainly are !' Sothcy were hack in the Valley of Despair again, with all their poverty ami misery. One night when Hex and Abbi? Jiad,, been sitting nlooc, the door opened and Victor Dauforth looked in. 'Come in,' said Hex. 'No! I think I'd better not Jessie is here and her advice is?keep away from Ilex until he. gets over it. We won't come in. I'll tell you lies.' ?What is it?" ilex looked at that child of sin whoso life had been so long a thorn in his flesh, and saw that she was as demure as a kitchen, and knew that something had happened. SVItat is it he repeated. 'We are?'began Victor. Victor, stand be hind me !' sai l Jes 'We are?' he began again. 'Married !' cried Jessie 'Yes. I asked her an hour ago, and found that she has loved me a long, long while, and that, but fur love of me 'I should have married Adam. Keep cool, Ilex,' put. in Jessio. 'And so L married her at once; for If I didn't-' 'StHUO one else would,' said the thorn. 'And we are here?' began Victor. ?To crave your blessing,, en led Jessie. 'Take her! You run your own risks (i od bless you both !' And tho e who know her b^-st say that her life ;s light upon the hills, blessing all who come within its circle; and hut' husband?Ilex says he is a happy dog, and ho ought to know.? Saturday Niyhi. ArroiNT.ME.NTtj.? I'ho Oovornor has appointed Thos. M. Canton u lri:?l justio for Hichlaud county, vice \>. .1 Noah, resigned; V. ft. McKiulay, A. 15. Ktiowltoil and K. II. Duncan, emu miss ioiiers of eleetion for the county of Orangcburg ; IIon. Laurenee Cain, .John II. MeDcvitt and V. A. llehinger, as Commissioners of 1.lection fir K Ige field county; 11. M. Thompson, Trial Justice for Clarendon county, vice W. K. Burgess, resigned ; and has accepted the resignation of James A. Henderson, as Coroner for Newberry county Get Thee to a Nunnery.?Mrs. Helen M L. Milliugton, of Ontario, N, Y., has written a defense of Hcoehor. She thinks that inasmuch as Solomon wasn't blamed ior keeping a whole female seminary in his private residence, Deedier ougth't to be blamed for?well, for anything. Mrs. Mitlingtou, you had belter dry up. CeL thee to a nunnery. Unmuzzled as you are you ore more dangerous to the community than would be a howling raccoon of lb j mountains.?LouUuillc tfo trier Journal. ORIGIN OF 8PE01BL?A WOUD-I1E-MAR Q?IS?FROM POVERTY TO FAME? DRAMATIST AND NOVELIST?RAPID! ? TV AND SUCCESS?MONTH CRIKTO. ? ^ 11Y 1>H. tl. SIIELTON MACKENZIE. Alexandre Davy Dumas, the most prolific romaucist that France ever pro duced (born July, 130o?died Deco in ber, 1870), was the son of General Davy Dumas, the illegitimate offspring of the Marquis tie la PaiIcteric,by a mulatto. The story runs that, once upon a time, some very inquisitive person, meeting with the great novelist, closely cross questioned him..as to his parentage. "They tell me, monsieur," he said, ?'that, your mother was a mulatto. What waB her mother V Dumas, alroa'ly boiling over with rage, growled out: ".She was a .:?gress." Mi. Curious went on : "And her mother V Dumas roared out : "A monkey !?she was a monkey '. Evidently, my family began where i/oiiH is eliding !" After this, there was no further questioning. Notwithstanding his illegitimacy, which is a legal impediment to regular boirsbip, anil tho succession to titles and estates, Dumas was never so w ell pleased as when he was addressed as ??.Monsieur lc Marquis." Wehen the Duke de Montpensicr, youngest son of Louis Philippe, then Citizen King of France, went to Madrid, in Ocfol'cr, 1S4G, to be married to tho Que.o.n of Spain's only sister, he rook Dutntis with iiini to write a history of tho ^T.iarriage ; and in the marriage con tract, still extant, there is to bissen the signature of the great novelist as "Marquis Davy do la Pailetcrie," with a long string of other titles. Tho ap pcarance of Pumas unmistakably indi cated his origin. General Dunns, his father, had dis languished himself in the Kreuch army lie died, at the age of fort}- four, leav ing this one son, wholly unprovided for. The lad was brought up and educated son chow by his mother, lie learned a j very little Latin, but could not master the four first rules of arithmetic. IL: was a largely built, active, muscular fel low at eighteen?a famous horse man, a master of country sports and games, per fectly skilled in tho use of rapier an d pistol; a bit of a poacher, and a most tire less dance. At twenty, as he has himself slated (in an autobiography, which, though un completed extends to twenty seven volumes), he determined to appeal to his father's old comrade: and friends ? that, is, to the Duke de Dclluna, then high in rank and wealth. All they did was to get him employed, as a copying clerk iu the bureau of the Duke of Orleans, at a salary cd'twenty dollars a month. Here be attracted the favorable notiere of the duke (afterward the Citizen-King), who treated him well, raised I ?s salary and gave Iiini little to do, on condition of his devot ing to self education the ample leisure thus afford ed him, Three years after this (in 1825), he began his literary career by assisting iu writing a play, his author name being Davy. About tins time, indeed, lie wtote several plays, none of which were acted. At last, in 182S, his historical tragedy "Henry the Third," in which historical truth was boldly set at defiance, was per formed at the principal theatre in Paris. Tho Puko of Orleans, with a crowd of prit.ccs and princesses then visiting him, witnessed tho first representation, which was most successful, and lor tho next twenty years, Dumas was one ol the most popular of French dramatists. His firtt play put six thousand dollars into his pocket, and of course he rcsig lied his humble clerkship in the Duke of Orleans' household, retaining the friend ship ofthat prince and his family. With success a ml wealth came riotous livi ig, extravagance and waste. Dumas never acquired a knowledge of tho value of money. He literally rolled in wealth, but often was penniless. lie was in high favor at court, where tho Djkc of Orleans, his former patron, having be como King of tho French, received him kindly and made him a Commander of the Legion of Honor. D?nas was getting well into years be fore be discovered that he had higher, talents than were requisite for making plays lor Parisian audiences. In 1814, his "Three Mousquctaires" literally created equal delight and surprise. They appeard in, short portions, day after day, in what is known in France as the fuilluton of a newspaper. Tho public demauded mure aud nine of this story ; and the author, happy to oblige suc?i a band of paying readers, produced at least hall'a dozen COUtinua tions and sequeis. Finding that he had sunk a shaft into a veritable gold mine, Dumas was not tho man to leave the virgin ore uncul lected. While his "Mousquctaires" wore delighting Paris in one daily paper, he was publishing "The Count do Monte Cristo" in another, and tho pay incuts to him for both were almost in incredibly large. Ilivai publishers besieged htm with (lattery and gold, and he graciously ae ccpted both. He wrote, ou an average, thirty-two octavo pages every day, some times running as many as four different romances in as many piper"5 at the same time. In 181Gj when "Monte Cristo" was in course of publication, Dumas contracted with two newspaper proprietors to furn ish them with as much "copy," or manu script, as would have made sixty volumes in the year ! At the same time he was writing for the stage. Ilia rapidity was wonderful. lie com p:scd plays as fast as he could put pen to paper, lie drew, but not very large ly. upOn his imagination. He plunder cd extensively, laving under coutribu lion, not unknown or obscuro authors, but such well.known and popular writor? as Walter .Scott, Schiller, Chateau briaud, Augustin Thierry (the histor i;.n), and Victor Hugo. Lie used to boast that, while he lived at Marly (a suburb of Paris, on the Seine), within sight of Maisons, the country-scat of fair and frail Madame PuLarrv, it took a man. two horses and a locomotive to convey his manuscript daily to his publishers. Two of them, representing The Presse and The Constilutionuel, got to logger heads and law ah nit Dumas, who had to prove that he was author of the '\orks that l ore his name. He proved this to some extent-* that !:?, he showed that the plots wore his own, though ho cm ployed a little army of assistants to work I hem out and make the dialugiio. Paris was as much amused as it was enlighten ed by this ex posure. A little before this lawsuit a clover fellow, editor id a series of sharp biogra phics, entitled "Los Contcmparaircs," had first shown how hugely Dumas was aided by other and scarcely known wri tcrs. This gentleman, whose real name is Jacquot, called himself Kugoue de Mirecourt, and published a little book haopyily entitled "Manufactory of Mo manecs?House of A. Dumas & Comp any. He showed that the author of ??Monte Cristo" had seventy*fourassis tants, who did most of the writing which passed as his. There were several answers, assailing Du Mirecourt, which failed to exculpate Dumas. Notwithstanding tho exposure, Dumas' popularity remained unabated. It is said that Dum s composed five hundred romance.; and as many plays ! What become of the proceeds ? He lost one fortune in a theatre which he ostab lishcd; he lost a second in the Chateau ile Monte Cristo, which he built near St. Clear mains, outsido of Paris, at a cost of $90,000, but was sold for SulOU, in IS.Y1. His extravagance was a sort of disease ?Saturday Night. MottE MuilDEH.?Walter P. Hillings, formerly a prominent lawyer of New York, but m ore recently a resident of Alabama, was brutal ly murdered by a band of disguised men near his home in Sumter county in that State, on tho night of the 1st. No telegraphic accounts of the affair has been given, and the world only learns it through the medium of the Republican press of that Stale. We are told that human lifo is as safe at the South us anywhere else, and yet here is a case where the only offense committed by Billings was being a Republican and a Northern man. . Justice will reign erelong. Ono Legged IJrceches. A one legged soldier walking up the Bowery, was accosted by a clothing merchant with tho usual "Soil you somctiugs to-day '(" Entering tho store, tho veteran was invited to inspect the large stock, but having looked through array ol coats and vests and trowseu, ho turned to go, saying that he saw noth, iug there that would suit him. "Veil, vat you vants 7" "I want a pair or one legged panta loons." "Vas dat all 7 Yacob, bring me oue of dem one legged gray pants ou dat pile in dc corner." Ina few minutes Jacob returned and I reported that the last pair had been hold. Meanwhile the, partner nest door who had been listening through tho thin partition, had mapped out a plau of campaign against the one legged cripple. "Yohn," ho whispered to an attendant, "cut me off dc leg of one of dem gray pants. Send him up, quick !'* By the time this had been done, the soldier had hobbled out of tho first store only to be inveigled iuto tho second* Again be wmt through tho Inspection ot odds and ends, and agaiu demanded one logged Irowscrs, hinting that bo di?n't believe the trader had them. "Not half oue lagged pant3 ! Fadder .Moses, vat you takes me for 7 Yohn, bring mo oue of dem ono lcggel gray pants in dat pile in dc back of do shtore." The newly ?altered trbwsora were pro duccd, and the waggish soldier gave himself up as lost. But as he spread them before him, he became conscious, as did the dealer, of something wrong. "Mein Got! Fadder Abraham! Yohn, you baf rain-mo! Youhafout off dc wrong leg !" This was piebably the sauui dealer who was rcccutly called upon by a young man for a coat. A fit was made in- duo time, and then caroo the bagg ling about tho price. First, twenty dollars was fixed, then the clothier abated dollar after dollar, fighting his way inch by inch, until at longtb ho had offered the garment for eight d dlars. "Do you think I'm made of money 7" asked the ycuug man indignantly, as ho turned to depart. 'Say, you come pack! I sell you dat coat of it cost me a leg. Vot you gif for him, say now ?" "I'll give you two dollars." "Two dollars ! Vy do buttons ish irorc wort ash dat! Sphlit the difranoc ?make it twenty shillings !" "No ; I'll give you two dollars." "Veil, take him. It was a pioty coat. You gif inc two and a quarter 7" Producing the two dollars, the young man moved away with his purchase ; but as he reached tho door he heard the dealer exclaim, with uplifted bauds : "Gott help mo! I only make ono dollar on dat coat!" A nother of the Chatham-street dealers had what ho called army brogaus and cavalry boots. Au cx-soldier purchased a pair of the litter one rainy day, but returned to the storo ivithiu a few miu utcs, complaining that the soles were of pasteboard, and had already soaked to a pulp. "Vat you vas done mit dem boots 7" asked the dealer. "Why, I walked two or three blooks.' "Valk 7 Y'ou valk in dem boots 7 Vy, dem vos cavalry boots !" A North Carolina Horsewoman, ?A North Carolina young lady, accord ing to a local journal, rccoutly started for a horseback ride near Morgantowo, in that State. She was riding rapidly with a gentleman down a long slopo, when tho gcutlcmau's horso stumbled and fell. The lady's horao clearod both him aud rider at ono leap, and then became quite unmanageable. Two hundred yards farther ou a narrow lano was blockaded by a colored man's mule, and cart square across it. Her horso was careering at full speed. To pass around was impossible, to stop equally so ; but the agile animal at ono fearful bound cleared colored man, mule, and cart. The charming cqucstrionno never for a moment lost her balanco, and was laughing gayly whou hor horso was checked two miles further oa.