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LEWI|t^;t?^IST>| ' " %n |n^nl?nt jkinHg jctapgcr: gsi % |romirtton^% |oM, $Tti;:l, Lr:cr.::nni r.b Commmml |nttrtsts cf tiff ^-crulb. ^ ^ TEI^e^f^ "VOL. IS. < YOEKVILLE, S. C., THURSDAY, JAWA.RY 31, 1867. s 3STO. 40. ?. , ? ?ttgiaal foctrg. For the YorkviIk; Enquirer. ROSALIE. BY WILLIE LIOHTHEART. Benedictions come upon thee, In their purity; Flowers blossom in t^iy pathway, Darling Rosalie 1 For the beauty of thy spirit, And thy childlike glee, Makes tlieo j ust the sweetest creature, Winsome Rosalie! Makes thee just the sweetest creature Ever I did see, Oh! thouhovdon little vixen! Saucy Rosalie! Eyes as blue as God's own Heaven ; Peaches on the tree Are not rosy as the rounded Cheeks of Rosalie. Pouting, coral-tinted rose-lips, Kissed so oft by me, Makes me wish that you were older, Little Rosalie. Ana tne music 01 tny xauguier, Ringing merrily, Fills the hearts around with sunshine, Darling Rosalie! Oh! thou romping, happy vixen, Full of fun and glee; May the shadows never sadden Pretty Rosalie. May the sweetest flowers blossom Wheresoever you be, And the world smile kindly on thee,' . Happy Rosalie! Jto (Dtitjittal IJtouvtlftte. Written for the Yorkville Enquirer. ELINOR WESTVELT; OR, The Tory's Niece. A STORY OF THE REVOLUTION OF 1776. BY CAROLINE F. PRESTON. CHAPTER I. JOCK, THE PEDDLER. It was a beautiful day in June. The sun wa.< shining with mild heat upon the level plains of Nev Jersey, yet with sufficient fervor to make locomotion not very agreeable, especially when one had t( bear a burden. At any rate, such was the conclusion arrived al by Jehoachim Stebbins, as he traveled wearily ovei the sandy road. Let us pause a moment to describe a personage, who is destined to figure prominently in our story. No one, to have looked at Jehoachim, would have had a moment's doubt as to his nationality. Tall, angular, loose-jointed, with drooping shoulders, and a shambling walk, above all with a pair of shrewd twinkling eyes looking out from above a prominent aquiline nose, his Yankee birth stood out in large capitals all over his face and figure. If these signs had failed to discover his lineage, his suit of blue cloth, studded with brass buttons, high collar, and the deficiency in the length of his nether integuments, would have led to a very strong suspicion upon this point. His feet and hands were of immense size, and the latter bore the marks of being accustomed to hard labor and intimate acquaintance with the soil. The former were encased in a pair of huge cowhide boots, now considerably the worse for wear, and which, to judge from theii appearance, had probably never been made acquainted with the article which has immortalized the names of Day and Martin. Perhaps, however, Jehoachim could hardly be blamed for this deficiency, since at the period of which I am speaking?in the midst of the war of the American Revolution? these celebrated contributors to the world's civilization were not in existence. Such was the appearance of Jehoacliim Stebbins, as he toiled along the road with his pack on his back. At length espying a large stone by the roadside, 1/v* slsvnra-k nnol- nr\/l fru"vlr O ooof Mtrlnff OQ VlC lie let UUWU ilia 1'U.V.IY, auu iwa u. c^avj oujuigj **v wiped the perspiration from his brow with a coarse red handkerchief?"This is about the meanest country to travel in, on a hot day, that I know of. There ain't a blasted tree in sight, and nothing tc prevent the heat from frying a feller's marrow; I'd rather be in old Connecticut by a great sight. There ain't any pootier gals anywhere, than are tc be found there. I'd like to know how Nancy Partridge islookin' at this present moment. There's! gal for my money. We two would have been hitch ed long ago, if it hadn't been for this plaguy war I wish it would come to an end, that is, if th< British varmints could be sent packing. However it ain't so bad a thing for me after all. I dont d< much by peddling to be sure, but I get jobs tha' pay pretty well by means of it. Now here's this letter from young Captain Peterson to his sweet heart. I'm to get five dollars for carrying it." Here he took from an inner pocket a square epis tie, directed to "Miss Elinor Westvelt? Pri r ate." I should like to know what's in that 'ere letter The young Captain is a scholar, and knows how t< write. Now its plaguy hard work for me to writ* to Nancy. Before I set down I've got enough t< say, but somehow it all melts away by the time ] get "Dear Nancy" written. Now I never used t< find no trouble when she and I was sitting togethe by the fire-place looking at the hickory sticks siz zling away. Jerewsalem, wasu't that prime." Evidently, Jehoachimwas considerably excitedb; the pleasant retrospect in which he had indulged for it seemed to inspire him with new strength, am with fresh alacrity he threw the pack on his bad and began to jog along. While he is moving towards his destination, w will go back along the road, perhaps a mile, wher we shall encounter a character of quite differen appearance. This personage was a youngish man of perhap thirty years of age, stylishly dressed in the fashibi ui a iiriiiMiuiia\'i. tjuuimuuvu uc nao. aiv? vw w<is not unaffected by the oppressive heat, thougl * he had less reason to complain than our friend th peddler, since he had under him a horse whicl was traveling at fair speed. Nevertheless, hi journey had begun to seem oppressive, for he ha< left New York early in the morning, and had a] ready traveled twenty miles. "There's no great enjoyment in riding such a da as this," he muttered, "and I never would hav ventured if I hadn't hoped to be rewarded by sight ofthat betwitching little maiden, Elinor. She' the loveliest girl I've seen, by all odds, since I hav been in these rebellious colonies; in fact, I remeni ber none more beautiful in England. Her fathei too, is wealthy, and it won't be Philip Amory' fault if she does not go back with him as Mrs Amory." Major Philip Amory, who had thus spoken, was we have already said, a British officer. He migf have been considered good looking by some. Ili features were regular and his complexion fair, bv there was a scornful and defiant expression in h eyes, and a proud curl of his lips which bctokene a haughty spirit that was not likely to make i owner generally popular. Such, indeed, was tl character of Major Amory. He had come of wh) was considered a high family, being allied to son of the nobility, and imagined he was made of better clay than the generality of mankind, particularly - these ''provincial rebels." Yet he had fallen in love with a provincial beauty. He had met Elinor Westvelt in New York society, where she had appeared under the chaperonage of her uncle, Edward Westvelt, Esq., who, in the great struggle which convulsed the country, had espoused the side of the mother oountiy. In the language of the time, he was a Tory. Deferring other particulars respecting the family, we will return to Major Amoiy. In addition to the heat of the day and the fatigue which he had already experienced, there was another difficulty in the way. He was not quite sure about his destination. He knew that Mr. Westvelt lived somewhere in the neighborhood, but knew not precisely where. There wa^fio house near where he could conveniently inquire. In this perplexity, it was with a feeling of relief that he perceived a little distance before him, the figure of a pedestrian. Spurring his horse, he quickly came up with Jehoaohim Stebbins, the peddler. "Halloa fellow!" he exclaimed, in a tone of command. Jehoachim kept on a at steady pace, and did not appear to notice the not over courteous salutation of the horseman. "Is the fellow deaf?" muttered Major Amory. "I'll soon see if he can hear." So saying, he took out a pistol, and fired it at a tree not six feet from the peddler. "Missed it, by hokey!" exclaimed Jehoachim, looking around. * , "I didn't care to hit the tree. I wanted to find out whether you had any ears. Didn't you hear , me when I first spoke to you?" "Supposin I did," said Jehoachim, composedly. "If you did, why didn't you answer?" exclaimed . the provoked officer. "How'd I know you was speaking to me ?" "How could you help knowing, fellow?" "Who be you speakin' to now?" "To you, of course." "Then I'd have you to know that my name ain't fellow'." "Perhaps you will be kind enough to inform me , what it is," said the officer, with derisive civility. "Now that you speak as you'd ought to, I don't mind sayin' that my father's name is Stebbins, and that I was christened Jehoachim. Howsomever, if you find that rather a hard name to chew over, there's some people call me 'Jock, the peddler,' i and I'll give you the same liberty."' r "Very well, Jock, the Peddler, will you conde scend to inform me where Mr. Westvelt lives?" ) "Mr. Edward Westvelt!" said the peddler, with some surprise, t "Yes." r "Well, I aint much acquainted round hire, hut I've been there once, and I reckon that if you take , that road that leads off to the left, and travel about two miles, and then take the road to the right, and ! travel straight on, it will bring you there." "What sort of a house is it?" asked Major i Amory, who had listened attentively to this direc1 tion. "It's a large square house with a great yard in ! front It's a fine place, and must have cost a mint of money. " "That's the place undoubtedly," thought the officer. So saying, he spurred on without troubling him self to thank the peddler for the information he i had imparted. ? The latter looked after him with a smile upon his rough features. I "I've sent him just about three miles out of the ' way," he chuckeled to himself. That's just where I'm going myself, hut I want to get there first. Let's see, here's a path across the fields that will 1 bring me round there in about fifteen minutes. He climbed over the wall and hastened on his way. ! CHAPTER II. TIIE WESTVELT MANSION. Elinor Westvelt had, unfortunately for herself, lost both parents at an early age. Brothers and . sisters she had never had, so that this early loss left her comparatively alone. Her uncle Edward, in accordance with the provisions of her father's , will, assumed the guardianship of his niece, and , became an inmate of his brother's mansion and . director of his estate, which was a large one, for Elinor was the wealthiest heiress in that part.of , the country. As for her uncle, previous to assum[ ing the charge of his niece, it was surmised that he had made way with pretty much all the property , he had ever possessed, and, no doubt, he found it . exceedingly convenient to find himself provided , with an elegant home, servants, and the charge of . a larg^ estate, without expense to himself. He was, by the will, to retain this charge of his niece ; and her estate until she should attain the age of twenty-five, unless she should marry in the meanj time. t They were accustomed, as has already been inti3 mated, to spend a part of the year in New York, where Elinor went freely into society. During the occupation of the city, she had met many of the British officers whose admiration had been excited by her unusual beauty. This, however, was not, i i o ,, 1?? Ol ? perhaps, her chiei aciracuou. one puaocsocu a ucitain frankness of manner and sincerity of utterance j which compared very favorably with the artificial ; style of conversation then, as now, prevalent among j a certain class who are devoted followers of fashion, [ and have been trained from a veiy early period to j mask their true selves beneath a glittering exterior r of frivolity and fashionable insipidity. It was be. cause Elinor possessed character that she proved so attractive. y. Among those whom she encountered, and who indicated by their manner how much they had bej come interested in our heroine, was Major Amory. f. Elinor, with the quick penetration of a woman, understood the meaning of his attentions, and though e she had before treated him in the same frank mane ner as every one else, she at once changed to greatt er reserve, and a slight but perceptible coldness signified to him that his attentions were not acceps table nor desired. This, with a man of genuine Q delicacy of feeling, would have been sufficient, but ( it only piqued the pride and stimulated the purl! suit of Major Auiory. Perceiving this, Elinor bec came still more cold, and succeeded in eluding the [j attempts of the Englishman to obtain an opportug nity for a declaration of his sentiments. d Major Amory chafed in (secret at tins mairect re|. pulse, and determined that, though postponed, the declaration should be made at length. Before he y had succeeded in obtaining speech with either e guardian or ward, they suddenly broke up their a residence in New York, the warm weather being s close upon them, and withdrew to their residence e in the country. Thither Major Amory followed them as soon as he could obtain leave of absence, a thing which he s founAnot altogether difficult, as just at that time j. there seemed to be a lull in the operations of the two armies. General Washington was encamped s, northerly of the city near the banks of the Hudson, it while Sir Henry Clinton commanded the British is forces. it We have thus accounted for the visit-of Major is Amory at this time. It is necessary perhaps to d enter a little into the reasons which made the cunts templated proposals of the English officer distastele fill to our heroine. at Possibly, under no circumstances would his adle dresses have proved acceptable, but at present there was a very formidable obstacle to him in the < fact that the heart of Elinor was already occupied 1 with the imago of another ? namely, with young < Captain Peterson, to whom Jock, the peddler, referred in his soliloquy given in the last chapter. i Captain Henry Peterson was a young man of good family and a moderate property, though in that respect quite inferior to Elinor. He had a bold and manly bearing, and a prepossessing coun- 1 tenanoe, so that altogether it was hardly strange ; that he should have captivated the affections of Elinor. i Upon her uncle, however, he had produced an impression by no means so favorable. Mr. Westvelt had looked upon him but coldly, and in every I possible way short of absolute rudeness, had intima- | ted that his visits were disagreeable. But so long as Elinor regarded him with favor, Henry felt com- i -i v il parativei.v lndiQerent to tne disposition 01 iue uucle. At this time he was, though Mr. Westvelt ? knew it not, the declared and accepted lover of his niece. Of oourae, however, marriage was not 1 dreamed of at present, in the unsettled state of the country. Besides, on this point, too, the guardian 1 and his ward'B lover were at variance. The former I was a stiff Tory, being a confirmed aristocrat, while < the latter had devoted himself in all the fresh en- i thusiasm of his youthful feelings, to the cause ot \ his suffering and struggling country. i The Westvelt estate was an extensive and valua- < ble one. The house was both spacious and elegant for that day, although a modern architect and up- ] holsterer would undoubtedly find improvements to suggest in the house and its furnishing. Relatively to that day, however, it was such as to indicate i opulence on the part of the owner. The servants employed were chiefly colored.? ' First and most important of these, was Chloe, the cook, who ruled the roast, in a very magisterial man- ] ner, in the kitchen. She was short in stature, but J this deficiency was amply atoned for by the rotund f amplitude of her person, which could scarcely have weighed less than two hundred pounds, with per- 5 haps a few to spare. Chloe, the cook, was in the midst of preparations for dinner. A turkey was on the spit, and she was on'tbe point of removing it, the savoiy odor indicating that it was done to a turn, when a knock was heard at the back door. "Some plaguy fool," muttered Chloe, "don't know enough to come at a more proper time.? Bress my soul, I do wish folks had more manners. Some don't seem for to have any at all. Here, you Dine, (short for Dinah) go to the door." This Dinah was a niece of Chloe, and was, by nature, decidedly averse to work of any and every description. She almost worried the Kfe out of her aunt, as the latter was constantly complaining, generally being a quarter of a mile off, or some impracticable distance, whenever anything was to be done. "Dine, come right here and go to the door," called the cook. The adjuration was in vain, however, and Chloe was finally compelled to intermit her occupation and go herself, considerably against her will. Throwing open the door with a muttered objurgation, her eyes fell on the awkward figure of Jock, the peddler, who had let down his pack and rested it on the stone step, and now, with an expression of mingled superiority and shrewdness, was prepared to drive a bargain, if such a thing was possible. "Wby, how do you do, Mrs. Chloe? I see you are looking as fresh and handsome as ever," remarked Jock, or more properly Jehoachim, in a tone of gallantry. Chloe had come to the door vexed with the untimely visitor, but who is proof against flattery ? Not she at least. "Go away with your foolish talk, Mr. Stebbins," she said, addressing him by name, for she had seen him before. "You're only trying to cheat me with your talk." "I cheat you!" exclaimed the peddler, atlecting profound astonishment. "I could not think of j such a thing. Not but I have cheated some in my day. Of course, Mrs. Chloe, you know there are some foolish persons that you can't help cheat- , ing. But you are too sharp for that. That reminds me I have a shawl here in my pack that ] would be very becoming to you. Let me show it ( to you." "I should like to see it," said Chloe, "but it's ( about time for dinner, and Mr. Westvelt is veiy j particular." ( "Wouldn't Miss Elinor like to look at some of my goods? I've got most everything. , "I dont know, I'll go and ask her." "Do so, and I shall be very much obliged, and you may tell her at the same time ?'' here the peddler incline^ his head- to her ear and added in a lower tone? at the same time tell her that I have , seen young Captain Henry Peterson." "Laws, she'll be down in a jiffy when I tell her that," said Chloe, nodding her head knowingly. "Them wimmencritters understand each other," was the internal reflection of the peddler, as he coolly walked in and helped himself to a seat CHAPTER III. ELINOR WESTVELT. Chloe judged rightly in supposing that Elinor : would be glad to meet one who had recently seen her lover. Without an instant's delay she hurried down stairs, and with flushed cheeks, presented herself to the peddler, who regarded her with evident but perfectly respectful admiration. "Good morning Jehoachim," said she, holding out her hand. "I hope your trade is a lucrative one. "It ain't always easy to keep money after you've , got it," returned Jock. "Only yesterday I was stopped by a couple of British lubbers, who would have taken mv pack from me if they had dared. ' But this kept 'em off." He brandished, as he spoke, a stout knotty stick which, to judge from its appearance, must have constituted a very powerful weapon when wielded by 1 the vigorous arm of the peddler, who, though by no means stout in his physique, possessed a large share of muscular strength. "Chloe said you had seen Captain Henry Peterson lately," commenced Elinor with hesitation.? "I hope he is well." He is well and hearty, Miss Westvelt, and I have no doubt he would like to be in my shoes at this moment. Partly perhaps to evade the necessity of replying to the peddlers insinuation, which nevertheless she hoped was true, Elinor said, looking down at the peddler's pack, "What sort of a stock have you got, this morning, Jock ? anything that I should be likely to want?" "A capital assortment, Miss Westvelt; I always carry the best. I've got needles, pins, thread, silk, thimbles, scissors?" "Let me look at your thimbles," said Elinor, interrupting him. Jock threw open the pack with alacrity, and displayed a greater variety and quantity of articles, than one would suppose could have been included in such a narrow space. "There," said he, displaying his assortment of thimbles, "them are ginewine silver, and no mistake. They came straight from London in the last Ship that came over. They're just the prettiest that ever were seen in the colonies." "Yes, they look veiy well, Jock, but I suppose you ask a great price for them." "In gineral I do, Miss Westvelt, but I know who . my good customers are, and make an allowance ac cordingly. "I'll let you have one of them for a dollar, but I wouldn't take less than a dollar and a quarter from any other living soul." In that case I can afford to take two, "said Elinor, producing her purse and paying for two. "Bress my soul, Miss Elinor," interrupted Chloe, "you ain't goin' to use two thimbles to once." "Not I. I don't like sewing well enough for that. But didn't I hear you say once, Chloe, that pou should like a silver thimble?" "Yes, Miss Elinor, it would make me as proud is a peacock." "Then, Chloe, you may become so at once." So saying, Elinor dropped one of the thimbles in to the sable hands of the coolc, who looked up in grateful astonishment "What chile, you don't go for to say you went ind bought that for old Chloe, did you?" "Yes, Chloe, and I hope you will make good use 5f it" "You may be dead sure of that Miss Elinor, you was always kind to poor old Cbloe."And the faithful old black applied the corner of ber apron to her eye in grateful emotion. Unfortunately, however, for this action to have a proper jffect, Chloe, who had been busily engaged in cooking, .had rubbed her apron against some flour, and this last, on the apron's being raised to her eye, was transferred to that organ, making a very strong jontrast with the polished black skin. Jock, the peddler, who noticed this, said with dry bumor, "Are you sick Chloe?" "Me sick! What makes you think that I am lick?" "I notice that your eyes was getting white in streaks," answered Jock. Like most of her race, Chloe was very easily terrified, and the statement which the peddler had ust made, filled her with dismay, and a fear of she scarcely knew what With a shriek of terror she hurried to the little seven by nine looking-glass which adorned the dtchen wall, and a moment's glance revealed to her ;he nature and cause of the phenomenon which had jeen mentioned. "You ought to be ashamed of putting me in >uch a discomposure," said she reproachfully. "I clare it made my heart come right up into my nouth." To this the peddler made no answer, Elinor havng just put to him the question which she had had n mind-all the time. "Did Captain Peterson send any message, or did ,-ou not tell him that you were coming this way?" "Yes, he give me a note for you." Here Jock plunged his hand into the depths of lis pocket, and drew therefrom a square note, not mclosed in an envelope, for those were unknown in ;hat day, but folded up and directed upon the iourth side. Though written in a camp, and by a soldier, it was scented, though sooth to say, not with iny of those fragrant scents in vogue among gallants )f the present day. It had a very decided odor of ebacco, ?a fact which Elinor was not slow to perceive, since it was particularly distasteful to her. "I hope," said she, with a little grimace, "that Captain Peterson does not use tobocco. It would t>e befitting, at least when writing to a lady, to dispense with it." "I surmise that it is my fault," said the peddler, i little abashed. "I must have put it into the pocket where I usually keep my tobacco." "Never mind," said Elinor graciously, when she found that it was not her lover's fault; "though I jan't imugino how you can like it." "That's because you've never tried it, Miss Westrelt," said the peddler, unconscious of the ludicrousness of the remark when applied to a young lady. "You don't know what a comfort it is when i fellow feels dull, and sort of down." "Then you would recommend it to me under such circumstances," inquired Elinor smiling. "Well no, I can't say that," said Jehoachim musingly. "It dont seem exactly natural for a woman. [ shouldn't like to see my Nance chewing, or smoking either, for that matter." "Dinner's ready, MissElinor," summoned Chloe. "Then I'd best be going," said the peddler, resuming his pack. "Not till you have taken some dinner," said EliUnLl*^ T JJ ??aii fol*n trnnA HOr. Vylliue, i. uopenu upuii ;uu w wav. 6wu mre of Mr. Stebbins." "Well, I don'tcare if I do oat alittle something," mid Jock, entering the room with no great reluctance. "Thereain'tanything that'll go to the right spot like a meal of victuals." "0, Miss Westvelt," he exclaimed, just as Elinor was leaving the room, "I didn't tell you that you was going to have a visitor." "Who?" inquired our heroine, hoping that it might be Captain Peterson. "I don't know what the feller's name is, but he's a Britisher, and has got a couple of eppylets on his shoulder." "How do you know he is coining here? Who is he?" asked Elinor, with interest and curiosity. "Well, as to his name, I don't know him from Adam. All I know is, that I met him down here a piece, and he asked the way here." "How does he look?" "Looks as if he thought himself a considerably sight smarter than anybody else. He's dark, and has got black whiskers, and a thin, sharp nose." "It must be Major Amory," thought Elinor, to herself. "How does it happen that he hasn't arrived yet? Didn't he come straight here?" "Not if he followed ray directions," thought the peddler. "He'll be along soon, I'm thinking," he said, thinking it best to remain silent as to his trick. In fact, Major Amor)-had that moment arrived. The peddler had sent him a round-about way, which he had himself lengthened by his effort to get into a more direct route as soon as he had ascertained that he had been wrongly directed. Tired and heated, and moreover chafed by the tn rptinVi hp hnd huen subiected. he had LlUJJlTOll/lWll wvr w , gone to the barn to see that his horse, which had done a hard day's work, was well taken care of. He was standing in the yard, just on the point ofgoingin. when Jock, the peddler, having discussed a very bountiful and satisfactory dinner, strode out of the house with his pack upon his shoulders. Major Amory frowned darkly when his eyes rested on the peddler. "Ha, sirrah!" he exclaimed, "so you are the scoundrel that misdirected me, are you?" "Softly, Mr. Officer," said the peddler, "I would not advise you to use hard words?they may soil your mouth." "So you dare to give me advice, do you?" exclaimed the incensed officer, advancing and brandishing his walking-stick, a slight cane. "What is to prevent my chastising you for your insolence ?" "I rather reckon this will prevent you," said the peddler, displaying his knotty stick. "I rather guess Captain, if so be you are one, my stick would hurt the most." The wrathful officer would perhaps have carried out his threat regardless of consequences, if he had not chanced to observe Elinor s face at the door. "I will spare you this time," he said, "but beware how you cross my path again." "Well, I guess it might be dangerous to one of us," retorted the peddler. "I won't say which." [tjo be continued next week.] A Strong Team.?Some Northern journal proposes General Grant and General Lee as a ticket for President and Vice-President at the next election. So far as qualifications are concerned the cart is before the horse :yet in spite of the ineouuJit>'j if such a ticket should get into the field "all creation" couldn't whip it.?Macon Telegraph. fteadwg. THE FEW. I care not for the "coming man," Nor fear the coming woman ! The one who does the best he can, He is the great?the true man. They are but few No "lower crust" no "upper ten" ? No "uppertendom" know they, No rank at all but rank of men Just 'neath the angels show they. The lofty few. Condemned unheard, misunderstood They glide along the valley, Few know, the good they do?or would Around whom angels rally. The unknown few. How still they move! the noisy world Goes round as if without them, From fortunes' wheel they're often whirled With scarce a thread about them. The suffering few. Some drag diseases length'ning chain, Some chafe with vain endeavor, * And some live down a life-long pain, Triumphant, late?forever. Victorious few. I care not for the mighty man, I worship not the many, Contented with the lowly span That gains me love of any. The loving few. The bee thro' many a garden roves, And hums the lay of courtship o'er, But when he finds the flower heloves, He settles there and hums no more. The busy few. Marion. A MAN OF REGULAR HABITS. Some twenty-five vears ago; or perhaps a little more, an aged and highly respected physician departed this life in one of the counties of Massachusetts. ' In fact, this worthy gentleman had reached the extraordinary age of one hundred and five years. No little interest as may be imagined, had hovered around his slowly declining days, and this was naturally awakened to fresher concern'at the period of his long deferred death. He had alWays enjoyed the full esteem of his fello# citizens and the medical profession which naturally looked up to him as its father and guide. Tlie period of his death was one of great excitement in regard to the temperance question, and it was felt that some important lessons for tne benefit of the cause could be derived from an investigation of the ordinary habits of a gentleman of education and scientific attainments, whose life had been protracted to such an advanced period, doubtless owing to the rigorous adherence to the laws of health, and promulgated and enforced by the total abstinence advocates of the day. Accordingly, after the lapse of a due season, a committee was deputed on the part of the temperance societies, to wait upon some near relatives'of the old gentleman deceased, in order to learn positively what had been the course of his life, and by what means he had so long preserved an existence in the posession of mental and physical vigor, until at length it yielded to absolute deoay of bodily powers without the intervention of any acute disease. The deputation having proceeded to the ancient physician s late place of residence, waited upon a gentleman who was his grand-son, to obtain from him all the particulars concerning his aged relative. After due sentiments of condolement had been expressed, the suitable inquiries were propounded. "Doubtless," said the chief interlocutor, "your grandfather, enjoying such a remarkable span of existence, was a strict observer of the rules of temEeranee ; we need not express our confidence that e indulged in no excess in the use of hurtful kmdf of drink. ' "Oh no, sir," said the person inquired of, "you may be sure of that. My grandfather was a person of very regular habits.'' "But we would like to know; if you please," pursued the questioner, "something in particular regarding his mode of life ; how, for instance, he began, and passed, and ended the day." "Well, sir, when he first rose in the morning, he took about half a glass of pure Jamaica rum; my grandfather was a person of very regular habits; this was his uniform custom." "This. I suppose," said the inquirer "was to give a sort of' flip to his system after the lethargy of lengthened repose, maac requsite as an exceptional case, by his very advanced period of life. Please tell us what his practice was during the rest of the day ? "My grandfather was a person of very regular habits, and took nothing else of this sort until 11 o'clock, and then only a glass of Jamaica rum." "Inaeed! did he drink anything with his meals?" "Not exactly with his meals; about half an hour before dinner, he drank a mixture to which he was Bartial, consisting of half and half of cider and rum. !ut after drinking that, it was his custom to go out for a short walk, ana return to dinner. When dinner was about half through; he would then drink, say, a glass of rum, or whiskey, as the case might be, ana another when dinner was over. Dinner was always on the table at 1 o'clock; he took no more until 4 o'clock, and after that a small quantity in his tea His practice was not to drink anything else until near bedtime, which was always 9 o'clock, when he had a glass or two of whiskey or rum, unless, indeed some neighbor or friend came in to join him. He was very hospitible always, and, as I have remarked, extremely regular in his hahit?.'' The committee looked at one another and hesitated about pursuing the inquiry aqy further. It occurred to them, however tnat it would be well to save themselves, if possible, in regard to the use of tobacco. "Did Dr. ever smoke ?" asked the chairman. "That," said their host, "was one of his most regular habits. He was not often without a pipe in his mouth, when not engaged professionally.? He did not smoke in his bed. ' "Surely, then, he used tobacco in no other way ?" suggested the interrogator. "My grandfather, every Saturday afternoon, gentlemen, purchased a certain quantity of pig-tail tobacco, say from twenty-one to twenty-two inches in length ; this he cut into seven different portions, one of which per day, and no more, he used for chewing in the course of the seven days of the week.? J My grandfather's habits, as I have observed ." "Oh confound your grandfather and his habits!" j broke in the questioner, out of all. patience. "I beg your pardon, sir; but it is not necessary to pursue this subject any further.'' "I WISH I HAD A CAPITAL." So we heard a gjeat strapping young man exclaim tht other day. I did want to tell him a piece of my mind so bad. But I'll just write to him. You want capital, do you? And suppose you had what you call capital ? Havn't you got hands and feet, and body and muscle, and bone and brains; and don't you call them capital? What more capital did God give anybody ? Oh ! but they are not money, say you. But they are more than money, and nobody cau take them from you. Don't you know how to use them ? If you don't, it is time you was learning. Take hold of the first plow, or hoe or jackplane, or broad-ax that you find, and go to work. Your capital will soon yield you a large interest. Aye, but there's the rub, you don't wan't to work, you want money or credit that you may play the gentleman and speculate and end by playing the vagabond; or you want a plantation and tYk.it "All man Vim on niroruDOr tn flffunrl IlC^IUUSj liittli juu luttj uav> uu ur viuvvi w uv?wuu to them, while you run about over the country and dissipate and get in debt j or want to marry some rich girl who may be foolish enough to take you for your fine clothes and good looks, tnat she may support you. Shame on you, young man! Go to work with the capital you have, and .you will soon make interest enough upon it, and with it, to give you as much money as you want, and make you feel like a man. If you can't make money upon whatcapital you have, you could not make it if you had a million of dollars in money. If you don't know how to use bone and muscle, and brain, you would not know how to use gold. If you let your capital you have lie idle and waste and rust out, it would De the same thing if you had gold; you would only know how to waste. Then, don't stand about like a great helpless child, waiting for somebody to come in and feed you, but go to work. Take the first work you can find, do matter what it is, so that yoa be sore you do it like Bill Gray did his drumming?welL Yes, whatever you undertake, do it well; always do your best If you manage the capital you have already, you will soon have a plenty more to manage; but if you can't or won't manage the capital God has given you, vou will never have any other to manage. Bo you HEAR, young man ? THE STORY OF THE ROSES. At Dewitz, in the neighborhood of Prague, there once lived a rich and whimsical old farmer, who had a beautiful daughter. The students of Prague, of whom there were at that time twenty-five thousand, often walked in the direction of Dewitz, and more than one of them offered to follow the plow in hopes of becoming the son-in-law of the fanner. The first condition that the cunning peasant set on each new servant, was this: "I engage you," he would say, for a year, that is, till the cuckoo sings the return of spring; but if, from now till then, you say once that you are not satisfied, I will cut off the end of your nose. I give you the same n*w>*> tvtA vA leii a did AO llgui* U?/V/U 111U, UC OUUCUj UkUgUIUg. JLiLUU VUUMO he said. Prague we* full of-sbiaaota with the end of their noses glued eu, which did not prevent an. ugly soar and still less, bad jokes. To return from the farm disfigured ana ridiculed was well calculated to cool the warmest passion. A young man by tne name of Coranda, somewhat ungainly fn manner, but cool, adroit and cunning, which are not bad aids in making one's fortune, took it in his head to try the adventure. The farmer received him with his usual good nature, and the bargain made, sent him to the field to work.? At breakfast time the other servants were called, but good care was taken to forget Coranda. At dinner it was the same. Coranda gave himself no trouble about it He went to the house, and while the farmer's wife was feeding the chickens, unhooked an enormous ham from the kitchen rafters, to!' a huge loaf from the cupboard, and went to tb ?elds to dine and take a nap. "Ar* you satisfied ?" cried out the farmer when he returned at night "Perfectly satisfied." said Coranda; "I have dined better than you have.'' At that instant the farmer's wife came rushing in crying that her ham was gone. Coranda laughed and tne farmer turned pale. "A ham is only a ham. answered his master. "Such a trifle does trouble me." But after that time he took care uot to leave the student fasting. Sunday came. The farmer and his wife seated themselves in the wagon to go to church, saying to Coranda, "It is your business to cook tne dinner. Cut the piece of meat you see yonder^ withonions, carrots, leeks, and parselv, and boil tbera altogetner in the great pot over the kitchen fin." "Very well, answered Coranda. There was a little pet dog at the farm house by the name of Parsely. Coranda killed him, skinned him, cut him up with the meat and vegetables, and put the whole to boil over the kitchen fire. When the farmer's wife returned she called her favorite; but, alas I she saw nothing but a bloody skin hanging by the window. "What have you done ?" said she to Coranda. "What you ordered me, mistress. I have boiled the meat, onions, carrots and leaks, and Parsley in the bargain." "Wicked wretch!" cried the farmer, "had you the heart to kill the innocent creature that was the joy of the house?" "Are you not satisfied ?" said Coranda, taking his knife from his pocket "I did not say that," returned the farmer. "A dead dog is nothing but a dead dog;" but he sighed. A few days after, the farmer and his wife went to market fWing their terrible servant, they said . to him, "Stay at home, and do exactly as you see others do." "Very well," said Corenda. There was an old shed in the yard, the roof of which was falling to pieces. The carpenter came | to Tepair it. and began us usual, in tearing down the roof. Coranda took a ladder and mounted the roof of the house, which was quite new. Shingles, lathes, nails and tiles, he tore off everything, ana scattered them all to the winds. When the farmer returned, he found the house opened to the sky. "Villian!" said he, "what new trick have you played me?" "I have obeyed you master," answered Coranda. "You told me to do exactly as I saw others do. Are you not satisfied?" And he took out his knife. Night came, and the farmer and his wife said to each other, it is high time to get rid of this incarnate demon. As is always the case with sensible people, they never did anything without consulting their daughter, it being the custom in Bohemia to think that children always have more wit than their parents. "Father," said Helen, "I will hide in the great npnr trpp parlv in the irmrninc and call like the cuckoo. You can tell Coranda that the vear is up, since the cuckoo is singing; pay him and send him away." Early in the morning, the plaintive cry of the cuckoo was heard through the fields. The farmer seemed to be surprised. "Well, my bov, spring is come,'' said he. 4 Do you hear the cuckoo singing yonder? I will pay you, and we will part good friends." "A cuckoo I" said Coranda; "that is a bird which I have always wanted to see." He ran to the tree and shook it with all his might, when, behold ! a young girl fell from its branches, fortunately more frightened than hurt, "Villian!" cried the farmer. "Are you not satisfied?" said Coranda, opening his knife. "Wretch! you kill my daughter, and you think I ought to be satisfied ! I am furious. Begone, if you would not die by my hand!" "I will go when I have cut off your nose," said Coranda. "I have kept my word; do you keep ' youre?" "Stop!" cried the farmer, putting his hand before his face; "you will surely let me redeem-my nose?" "It depends on your offer," said Coranda. "Will you take ten sheep for it?" "No." "Ten cows." "No; I would rather cut off your nose." And he sharpened his knife on the door step. "Father,'* said Helen, "the fault was mine; it belongs to me to repair it Coranda, will you take my hand instead of my father's nose?" "Yes," replied Coranda. "I make but one condition," said the young girl. "We will make the same bargain; the first of us that is not satisfied after marriage, shall have the nose cut off by the other." "Good," replied Coranda- "I would rather it was the tongue; but that Trill come next" Never was a finer wedding seen at Prague, and never was there a happier household. Coranda and the beautiful Helen were a model pair. The husband and wife were never heard to complain of each other, they loved with drawn Bworas, and thanks to their ingenious bargain, they kept for long years their love and their noses. CURIOUS FACTS ABOUT WATER* The extent to which water mingles with bodies, apparently the most solid, is very wonderful. The glittering opal, which beauty wears as an ornament, is only flint and water. Of every 1,200 tons of earth which a landlord has in his estato, 400 are water. The snow-capped summits of Snowdeu and Ben Nevis have many many million tons of water in a solidified form. In every plaster of Paris statue which an Italian carries through our streets for sale, there is one pound of water to four pounds of chalk. The air we breathe contains five grains of water to each cubic foot of its bulk. The potatoes and turnips which are boiled for our dinner have, in their raw state, the one seventy-five per cent, and the other ninety per cent of water. If a man weighing ten stone were squeezed in a hydraulic press, seven and a half stone of water would run out, and only two and a half of dry residue remain. A man is chemically speaking, forty-five pounds of carbon and nitrogen, diffused through five and a half pailsful of water. In plants we find water tnus mingling no less wonderfully. A sunflower evaporates one and a quarter pints of water a day, and a cabbage about tne same quantity. A wheat plant exhales, in 172 days, about 100,000 grains of water. An acre of growing wheat, on this calculation, draws and passes out about ten tons of water per day. The sap of plants is the medium through which this mass of fluid is conveyed. It forms a delicate pump, up which the watery particles run with the rapidity of a swift stream. By the action of the sap various proper ties may be conuannicated to the growing plant.? ^ Timber in France is, for instance, dyed by various colors being mixed with water and sprinkled over the root of the tree. DahHas an also cOiotd By a similar process. T. D. GILLESPIE, EM)., ' For sometime pastj agent of the Sotrthern Express Company at this point, haa been assigned to the agency at Charleston, S. C. While wa rejoice at tins enlargement of Ins sphere of doty, (which, by the way, evinces the appreciation in watch his services are held by the Company he serves :) we regret that his merited promotion deprives Charlotte of so good a citizen and exemplary gentleman Mr. Gillespie served daring the early part of the war, as a Lieutenant in Company B, (Hornets Nest Rifles) 1st Bethel Regiment, under our gallant D. H. Hill, and retiring from the army, entered the vnn'ra nf fVio flnrrmftnw nprp *ti/1 Vqq served faithfully and, we befieve, acceptably, up to the transfer which we now chronicle. The esteem and confidence of the citizens of this, his native place, engendered by his probity, molality and suavity, ara paaflporta which he carries with him to the oordial hospitality jaf the Ghadestonians. We commend him especially to ue people of Charleston as an indefatigable Express man, a polished gentleman and a genial companion, nothing doubting but that his personal presence, has ere this, inspired in his new location, that respect which isidue to a high standard of character. The Southern Express Company have, however, a "few more left of the same sort" here, in the persons of Superintendent Bates, Assistant Sopermtendant Courtney, and those two "wheel-horses" familiarly called, Miles Pegram and Biliie Hill ? With such supports and auxiliaries it is no wonder that the Southern Express Company meets with such favor from the public?maintains its gigantic proportions and presents so bold a front to every xind of opposition.?Charlotte Partes. BY NOOK OR BT CROOK. The destruction caused by the fire of London, A. D. 1666, during which some 13,200 houses etc., were burned down in very many cases obliterating all the boundary marks requisite to determine the extent of laud, and even the very sites occupied by buildings, previous to this terrible visitation.? When the rubbish was removed and the land cleared, the disputes and entangled claims of those whose houses had been destroyed, both as to the position and extent of their property, promised not only interminable occupation to the courts of law, but made the far more serious evil of delaying the rebuilding of the city, until these disnutes were setttled, inevitable. Impelled by the necessity of coming to a more speedy settlement of their respective claims than oonla be hoped for from legal process, it was determined that the claims and interests of all persons concerned should be refered :to the judgment and decision of two of the most experienced land surveyors of thM day?men who had been thoroughly acquainted with London previously to the fire; and, in order to escape from the numerous and vast evils which mere delay must occasion, that the decision of these two arbitrators should be final and binding. The surveyor appointed to determine the rights of the various claimants were Mr. Nook and Mr. Crook who, by the justice of their decisions gave general satisfaction to the interested parties, and by their speedy determination of the different claims, permitted the rebuilding of the city to proceed without the least delay. Hence arose the saying above quoted; usually applied to the extrication opersons or things from a difficulty. The above anf ecdote was told the other evening by, an old citizen upward of eighty, by no means of an imaginative imperative.?Note* and Queriet. THE CONSTITUTIONAL AMENDMENT. To this date but twelve States have acted upon the constitutional amendment at all, and. of these, five States have preremptorily rejected it The amendment passed the House Juno 13, 1866. Connecticut whose Legislature was in session, adopted the amendment June 28. July 12, Tennessee adopted it July 23 a"joint resolution passed the House and Senate, re-admitting Tennessee to representation in Congress, the President returning 4 the bill approved July 24, but pointing out certain defects in the proceeding. September 9, the Georgia Legislature, m special session, rejected, the amendment September 11, New Jersey, in special session, called ostensibly to act upon the amendment but actually to elect a United States Senator in place of Mr. Stockton, accepted it September 21, Oregon adopted it hut October' the House re-considered its action by a vote of 24 to 25, though afterwards the amendment was again adopt 1 ed. December 19, the State of Alabama rejected ' it December 19. South Carolina rejected it Januaiy 4{ Ohio ratified it Januaiy 8, Kentucky re; jecfced it Januaiy 9, Virginia rejected it, only one 1 member voting in favor of it Januaiy 10, New York ratified it, and on Januaiy 11, it was ratified by Kansas. The following States, all of which hold their regular annual legislative sessions during the present - month, have yet to act upon the amendment:? Pennsylvania, Minnesota. Maine, Indiana, Maiyland; Massachusetts, Michigan. California, Mississippi, Nevada, Wisconsin, Illinois, Iowa, West Virginia, and Louisiana. Woman in Adversity. ? Woman should be more trusted and confided in as wives, mothers and sisters. They have a quick perception of right and wrong, and, without always knowing why, read the S resent and the future, read characters and acts, esigns and probabilities, where men sees no letter or sign. What else do we mean by the old adage "mother wit," save that woman has a quicker perception and readier invention than man? How often, when man abandons the helm in despair, woman seizes it, and carries the home-ship through the storm! Man often flies from home and family.'to avoid impending poverty or rnin. Woman seldom if ever forsook home thus. Woman never evaded mere temporal calamity by suicide or desertion. The proud banker, rather than live to see his poverty gazetted, may blow out his brains, and leave wife ana children to want, protectories. Loving woman would have counselled him to accept, poverty, and live to cherish his family, and retrieve nis fortunes. Woman should be counseled and confided in. It is the beauty and gloiy of her nature. that it instinctively grasps at and clings to the truth and right Reason, man's greatest faculty, takes time to hesitate before it decides; but woman's instinct never hesitates in its decision, and is scarce \y ever wruug nucic 11 uao cicu viu* ???son. Woman feels where man thinks, acts where he deliberates, hopes where he despairs, and triumphs where he rails. Confederates in Paris.?A correspondent of the Chicago Tribune, writing from Paris, gives the following account of exiled Southerners: Hon. J. P. Benjamin.?Among the gay equipages that dash alon? the streets of Paris is that of. Mrs. Benjamin, wile of J. P. Beqjamin, Secretary of State of the late Confederacy. Its appearance indicates that Mr. Benjamin is 111 no suffering oondition so far as finances are <x>nceraed. He lives at London most of the time, and is said to have done very well, pecuniarily, since his admission to the English bar. Geo. N. Sandert.?This person, who was the foreign agent for the State or North Carolina and for the Confederacy, for a while, is still engaged in drinking good brandy and enjoying himself generally, though he is said to be broken down financially. Gen. Bredcmridge.?Jno. C. Breckinridge was in Paris during the summer, but went to Verstulles. His wardrobe was in first rate condition and did not indicate that he needed pecuniary assistance. Nearly every "exile" in Paris is said to be in comfortable circumstances. They have, in some measure, a society of their own, into whioh all who wore gray clothes can be admitted without much formality. Nice Calculation. ? A citizen of Atlanta, who is high up in the mathematics and the geometry of the Heavens, and whose investigating mind occasionally leads time to turn his attention in that direction, has furnished us with the following "nice* calculation" r" If the earth were a cannon ball shot at the son from its present distance, with the velocity it now travels with, and the moment of explosion telegraphed to the sun, they would get the telegram there in about five minutes, and see the earth com ing in eight minutes, and would have nearly two months to prepare for the blow, which they would receive about fifteen yean before they heard the original explosion. .> .J&Sk