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lewis m. grist, proprietor. J ^it Jnbtpcitbcitt Jfamilj fttfosjitptr: Jor tjjc Ijramofitit of % apolitical, Sffctiil, Agricultural anb Commercial Interests of tjft jSoatj;. |TERMS?$3.00 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE. VOL. 18. YORKYILLE, S. C., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 34, 1873. NO. 43. ? - i rr*i ? , JfrlectrA foctfj,*. NOBODY'S DARLING. Little and pallid, and poor and shy, With a downcast look in her soft gray eye; 0^, No scornful toss of a queenly head, But a drooping bend of the neck instead; No ringing laugh, and no dancing feet, No subtle wiles, and abandon sweet, No jewels costly, no garments fine? She is nobody's darling but mine ! No "Dolly Varden" coquettish airs; No high-heeled boots to throw her down stairs; No yachting jacket and nautical style, Witn a sailor's hat that she calls her "tile." But "Lady" is stamped on her quiet brow ; And she crept in my heart I can't tell how; Not made to dazzle?not born to shineNobody's?nobody's darling?but mine? WUU), xavjsilll!^, But a settled calm ou the sweet, pale face; No sparkling chatter and repartee; Very silent and still is she. White and still is my pearl of pearls, Yet to me she seemeth the queen of girls; Why I love her I can't define, For she's nobody's?nobody's darling but mine! Were riches hers, or a beauty rare, She would lose her charm, and become less fair; Were rings to shine on those fingers small They could not add to their grace at all ; She would learn to smile and to speak by rule, In the foolish book of Dame Fashion's school; And the world to spoil her would soon combine, Now she's nobody's darling?but mine! ?lie Idler. THE MISER AND THE DIAMONDS. Hiram Watson was a miser?not in the common acceptation of the term, perhaps, for he had no heaps of gold to gloat over, but he had a well stocked farm, a substantial house, and a few hundred pounds in the bank. That these, as far as they could, served a similar purpose is true, for he kept his animals as cheaply as possible, and evaded the law, and sat up nights to mend his tools, that he might save the paltry sums which would otherwise have gone to the village blacksmith. In his domestic affairs he was even more penurious, and people wondered how he managed to work so hard without eating meat, for it was a well known fact that a butcher rarely stopped at his house; indeed, the grocer asserted that he never had, and gave it as his opinion that he never would while stingy old ** Hiram lived. Many agreed with him, for Hiram Watson was not liked among his neighbors. Curious as the men were concerning Hiram, the women were even more so regarding his daughter Emma, who was a bright-eyed comely maiden, with round, red cheeks, and the whitest and plumpest of arms. Nature had been lavish in its gifts, and art supplied the most delicate touch in elegance of apparel. "Where Emma Watson got those fine clothes was the mystery which any girl in Lynde would have worked four days- out of six to have found out. The suggestion that Hiram Watson had one soft spot in his heart was met and treated with infinite scorn: It was evening. Emma, in a light dress, with white collar, cuffs and apron, and her long brown hair flowing over her shoulders, stood at the cottage door awaiting her father. Presently he came, a tall, thin, broad-shouldered man, with crisp hair and beard, and avarice and obduracy painted on every feature. "Tired, papa?" said the maiden, pleasantly. "No; what put that idea into your head ?' he growled, standing his rake against the house. "I'm never Dressed up, ain't * you? Humph! Well, it don't come out of my pocket. What have you got to eat ?" "Brown bread and pickled artichokes." "Good enough for anybody. I ain't very hungry to-night, though. Suppose you've had your supper, ain't you ?" "Yes," said Emma, with much docility. "What did you have?" he queried, half in anger, half in fear. "Plumb-cake, apple-pie and tea," rejoined Emma, with a quiet smile. "Waato?tracfo vnii'll ho ill nerf. " hp milt tered, as he entered the house. "Ugh! what idiots people are. My stomach is never out of order. "I'm glad of it, papa," she said mildly, yet with provoking sarcasm. "Hold your tongue, girl!" he commanded, scowling. "I don't want to hear your useless talk. Sim broke a rake this afternoon, the stupid fellow, and as I haven't the tools to mend it with, I must send it to the blacksmith. That'll cost tenpence or a shilling, but I'll make it up?I'll make it up." He struck his fist against the table by way of emphasis, and shut his teeth, as if seeking to control some great grief. Then, with a ? _ long-drawn sigh, and a shake of his head, he 1 L; 1 T7> :j 4.1? ueguu uia uieai. xliujluu, eviueuuj uisgustcu, j and not a little pained, took down her hat from its nail and moved silently from the room. Once in the open air a look of eager expectation animated her fair features, and Bhe hurried down the little lawn at the side of i the house with joyous steps. Suddenly she j gaused and blushed, for there, leaning on the I ars that served as an entrance from the field j to the lawn, stood a young man, and she found | that he had noted her haste. For the pur- j pose of counteracting this idea she walked | very slowly, looking to the left and right, as i if seeking an object on which to fix her attention, but never glancing ahead. "You darling little rogue! Why don't you look at me?" and, coming hastily forward, he clasped her hands and gazed tenderly into her face. "You here, Willie!" she exclaimed, with a ? little scream of surprise^ "Oh ! you almost i frightened me. Look at you, indeed ! before I 1 dreamtol the presence ot any human being: ] "But you knew I ought to be here." "Yes," she responded ; with that air of girlish innocence which is so charming at times. "And you would have been sorry if I had been missing?" he queried, wistfully. "I shouldn't wonder," partially dropping her eyes and tossing her head just carelessly enough to make her manner perplexing. For a few moments they conversed in low tones, then they took seats on a large stone at | the other sWe of the bars. "Emma," he said hesitatingly, "there is a | question which I have neglected to ask you, | one, which in itself, is singular, if not really ! impertinent, but I feel that I have a right to know the truth. Does vour father nav for your nice clothes!" "No, indeed," she replied, laughing. "My aunt sends them to me ready made. She also sends me money. I believe I should starve if she did not," and a flush of mortification swept over her face and tears started to her eyes. "Forgive me, dearest; I did not mean to pain you," he murmured regretfully. "I know you did not," she sobbed, "and I tried to laugh it off at first, but I?I couldn't. Oh ! dear, it hurts me so to think how?how close father is, and how miserable he makes himself; but what can I do ? I have begged him to be even natural, and prayed him to U3e the comforts of life which Heaven has so kindly given us, but he won't. I feel that people dislike us, and I know they wonder about me, but I can't go to them and say: 'My aunt loves me more than my father does; my aunt loved my mother when she was alive more than ray father did'?indeed, I cannot! So I must bear it all as best I can. I try to be cheerful, because I know that repining will only increase my grief, but at times I get weary, then I don't care much for anything." Another burst of tears followed her conclu^ ding words, and she rested her head upon her B| lover's shoulder and wept. "My Emma, my own, do not give way to your feelings. Remember that, in a short time, you will be mine, then you will at least ; be free from these cares, and all others that I can control." "We know we both hope so," she said, as if oppressed with some grave doubt of the future. "Why do you speak so sadly ? Can aught step between us, Emma ?" "Oh ! I don't know," she answered, in a low but intense voice. "We cannot tell what Strange improbability will soon assume living shape. Life is full of mysteries, deceits and contradictions. We rest contented now on something that will fail us in an hour. But j enough?I do not mean to moralize. I must go home, Willie, the shadows are coming j hpflvilv rlnwn. You will walk with me a lit tie way ?" "Gladly, darling," he replied, with a glance ! of mingled love and admiration. "But you must not allow your fancies to assume the form of realities. You have care enough now, draw nothing from the future; if trials are there they will come soon enough. Think only of your love, for it is pure and true, and will yet bless us." She raised her brown eyes thankfully, received his parting caress, and hurried back to the house. As she entered the sitting room she paused suddenly, for her father was con versing with a stranger in one corner of the apartment, and was much excited. Upon drawing nearer she beheld the light of a candle, and knew that they were examining something. What could it be that could tempt her father to be thus wasteful ? He never allowed a light unless he had tools to mend, aud then, if possible, he always put it off until a moon-lightnigh*. She stood still for a moment, impressed with a wonder more painful than the circumstances would seem to warrant. Then she sank quietly into a chair and anxiously watched the two figures, who nodded, gesticulated, and conversed with each other in low tones. Sudden Hiram Watson turned round, and seeing his daughter, gave vent to an exclamation of surprise. Emma thought that his eyes were unusually bright and his face very pale. She said nothing, however, but directed her gaze upon the stranger. Unaccountably to herself, she felt that she had seen him before, that his face was in some way interwoven with her own. .tier father now resumed his former position, aud whispered earnestly with his companion. The latter shook his head affirmatively, and Hiram Watson rubbed his hard hands with delight and ejaculated: "Come here girl?here! Oh ! the pretty things?you'll like them when you look !? Come!" Mechanically she obeyed, and stood between her father and the stranger. The latter now opened a box, which contained a dozen brilliant gems, and set it down under the rays of the candle. Emma glanced from the stones to the face of the man who owned them. Yes, she had seen him before; he had many interviews with her father. An involuntary tremor passed over her frame, and she sought to move away. "Oh! the little darlings," muttered Hiram Watson, taking one between his thumb and fore-finger and watching its scintilation with a covetousness that almost approximated ferocity. "Oh! see it shine ! Era, my girl; wouldn't that look nice on your neck ? What would the villagers sav. eh ? Oh ! the brieht one! What?what did . you Bay that was worth, Mr. Jeffries ?" "Five hundred pounds," he answered, smoothing his long beard, and smiling toward the maiden. "Worth a farm?a whole farm ! Em, my girl, how would you like 'em all?all?" and he clutched her by the arm and gazed upon her with wild anxiety. "What do you mean, father ?" she cried in alarm, and sought to break away. "You frighten the child," interposed Mr. Jefferies, reprovingly. "She takes your enthusiasm for menace. Pray be careful, my dear sir." "Oh! yes; you ain't frightened, Emmy, are you ? Of course you ain't. There, we'll say no more about it. Put 'em up, Mr. Jeffries ; they clazzle my eyes, hang me if they don't," And with one parting glance at the glistening baubles, he folded his arms and dropped into a chair, his head thrown forward upon his breast. His terrible passion for gain was working; it flashed from his eyes; it stood out with the cords upon his face; it seemed to come with his breath and carry a nameless terror to the breast of the child who stood before him. Unable, at length, to endure the influence which infected the atmosphere of the room, she arose and hastened to her chamber. Throwing herself upon her bed, she buried her face in the pillow and wept, starting at in tervals at,the slightest sound. Two hours might have passed and she was just becoming quiet and thinking about retiring when a knock at the door swelled the host of harrowing feelings that had previously tormented her. She waited for a moment, deliberating if it were best to speak, and during the time her father entered and approached her couch. She started back instinctively and lay close to the wall, for there was something in his look that horrified her. "Did you know what I meant to-night?" he said, in a rasping voice, while his fingers worked to and fro restlessly. "Did you ? Don't speak falsely now. You can't help it. You saw the diamonds! Hist! Together they are worth five thousand pounds. Oh! didn't they shine ? The owner sleeps here tonight! He is a good man, a handsdbie man. He wants?Emmy, do you hear ?" He reached forward and grasped her arm. "He wants to marry you ! Say yes, and they will be yours, and your father can look at them always. Emmy, will you have him ?" "Oh ! father, dear father, don't ask roe," she implored, clasping her hands. "Oh! I prav vou have mercy. I?I cannot!" "What? Eh? Won't?" His face be came livid; his eyes distended. "Then I'll Kin mm, ior 111 nave tne stones somenow. Look! I've got it sharp?it'll cut hair! He sleeps! What do you say!" As he spoke he drew a long butcher's knife j from his sleeve, and held it up before her, testi ing its keen edge on his thumb. I "Oh ! Heaven, my father is mad!" she | moaned, and pressed her hand to her head ; and closed her eyes. "Speak, girl ? I can see them shine and glitter! Five thousand pounds 1 Twelve dia; mouds! Ha ! but the knife is keen?I've [just ground it? What? What? I wait!" Avarice had made a demon of him. She ' uncovered her eyes and glanced timidly toward him. Murder was written on his every j : feature. She trembled?hesitated?prayed? , ! and then, while every nerve vibrated with the : : agony that permeated her being, she gasped : ! j "I will. Give me the knife." i "You swear?" Another instant of horror and anguish, then i in a quivering voice she repeated her words. | He chuckled, laughed, danced up and down, and pressed her to his breast with a j gratification little short of maniacal. Emma sought to quiet him, and begged him to leave i the room and allow her to sleep. At length he ; consented, and throwing the knife upon the bed, he staggered from the apartment, weak j with the passion that consumed him. I The hours passed on and Emma slept fitfuli ly ; at frequent intervals she awoke quivering | with fear, then slept again ; and thus the j dreadful night exhausted itself, and the sun 1 once more arose. But all nature seemed black, and the voices of the birds seemed like harsh mockeries when Emma looked out of i her little window and thought of the fate in ! store for her. If she could only get word to j Dr. Raymond, or Willie as she called him. But Hiram Watsou, as if confident that she ! would attempt to escape, remained at home all J day and kept a strict watch upon her, and i locked her into her room when she retired at night. The next day he was a little more ! leuient, and Emma obtained an opportunity to send to Dr. Raymond. i What was her dismay to learn that he had ; gone to London and was not expected back at present. Gone without a word to her. ; Was this his boasted love? This the care and protection that he vowed to give her ? Anger for a time absorbed all other emotions, then desDair came. Hope was dead, and her spirit longed to keep it company. Sold!" The price a handful of glittering stones. They might be diamonds, they might not; it was all the same. Even her master was unknown to her; he might be a thief, a forger, anything, it could make no particular difference. The days went on, and Hiram Watson still remained at home, and the stranger lingered about the house. The neighbors wondered, gossipped and questioned, and went so far as to peer in at tbe cottage windows. The whole town was crazy to know *what on earth" kept Hiram at home, and at last they found out, for the town clerk revealed the fact that a marriage license had been procured for Emma Watson and Herbert Jeffries. That was enough. Women ran to each other's homes and discussed the matter. In the meantime Emma suffered everything but death. Two weeks had flown and Willie had not returned or even written a word. He had deserted her. The fact was clear enough; it needed no corroboration. The dreadful morning came at last, and Emma prepared herself for tbe sacrifice. Hiram Watson was swaggering through the house attired in his best, and counting the value of the diamonds upon his fingers. Mr. Jeffries had gone to the village inn on business and had not yet returned, although it was nearly time for them to start for the church. A faint hope that he would never come back entered Emma's mind as she stood at the window gazing down the lane. Then, noticing that her father was not in the room, she resolved on one final effort for escape, and slipped out of the door, hurried down the steps, opened the gate, and bad just closed it when the unknown bridegroom appeared before her. Raising his hands as if to detain her, should she attempt to run, he said ! "You came out to meet me ? Thank you, my darling." There was an ill-concealed sneer in the words, and the maiden recoiled in mingled hate and disgust. In due time the couple took their places at the altar, and the ceremony proceeded. Emma stood like a statue, her face as white as snow, and her large brown eyes dilated with the many and terrible emotions that racked her heart and brain. At last it was over. She was sold?she belonged as a chattel to the man at her side. In silence the bridal party returned to the house of Hiram Watson, upon the threshold of which, raising her eyes, she said in a hard, -_iJ : coiu, sieeiy vuiue: "I am your wife! My only prayer is for an early death!" "Strange, Emmy; never mind, my son," croaked Hiram, scratching his whiskers and gazing furtively toward the packet in which Mr. Jeffries carried the diamonds. "She'll love and honor you by-and-by." "I rather think she does now, sir," was the cool answer, and the long beard fell to the floor, revealing the features of Dr. Raymond. "Willie ! Saved ! Oh ! Heaven. Convulsively these words left Emma's lips, and overcome by the violence of her emotions, she fell into her husband's arras, senseless. "What? The diamonds? Where are they ? Ugh ! Where am I ? Jeffries?" "Is here, Hiram Watson," said a police officer, who with one of his assistants, dragged the diamond merchant into the room heavily manacled. "The authorities of London have offered five hundred pounds for the capture of this thief, and I propose to claim the reward." The miser touched in his tenderest spot, sprang upon Jeffries, and would have torn him to pieces had not the officers beaten him back. In the midst of the excitement Emma returned to consciousness, and clung to her husband in bewilderment. "You are a confounded idiot, Hiram Watson," said the burglar, with a coarse laugh, as he was taken from the room. The miser grated his teeth, clenched his hands, stamped his feet, and ordered the newly married couple from his house. "I will go sir; but first I propose to offer an explanation," said Dr. Raymond, quietly. "I saw you some weeks ago in conversation with this criminal who has just left us, and, knowing that he could impose on your cupidity, I resolved to checkmate him. I overheard your last interview preceding the one in the house, and he let fall some expressions which convinced me of his character. On that evening I saw Emma. The next morning I went to London, and while there I obtained information which convinced me that the elegant Mr. Jeffries was being sought for by the police; since then I have caused him to be watched, waiting until this morning to capture him. To make sure of a marriage in your presence I adopted the disguise which lies at my feet, and a noble purpose it has served." "Clear out; I don't wan't you here," was the gruff reply. They obeyed, and Emma could feel no sorrow ; for a parental tie, unless supported by love, is a mockery. In her new home she received that affection and care which she had long needed to bring forth the noble qualities that lay hidden in her nature. Here her aunt visited her, and it seemed to Emma as if she heard her mother's voice, for the sisters had been much alike. Ten years Hiram Watson lived, and never saw Emma again ; but her eldest son, Walter, was present when he died and bore his last words to his mother. TU a XT TXT A JLI1UJ IIWV IfU "It's too bad we lost them diamonds, Emmy." + Theory of True Greatness?Aaron Burr was a keener thinker than was George Washington. He was a far more ingenious man, a more active man, and if he had been a moral man, and maintained normal relations with himself, with his fellow-men, and with the laws of rectitude, he would have been an abler man. Washington was a man of good sense, but he was not a man of genius in any direction except that of conscience. He was a man of singular equity, great disinterestedness, and of pure upright intent. Sagacious he was, by a light which comes from integrii ty. He endured, having faith to believe that right was right, and that right was safe, and that in the end it would prevail. That which made Washington the only great hero of our revolutionary struggle was the light of the moral element that was in him?not any intellectual genius which he possessed; not any j rare tact of administration, or any remarkable executive power. And if you look back i upon those names in our history that have best stood the test, you will find that they have been men who are fruitful in the highest moral element. And as time goes on, those men who lack these elements sink lower and lower till they set below the horizon ; and those who possess them rise higher till they reach the meridian, with undying splendor, to shine upon history and the world. IpsMHattfiMS flcadiug. MATRIMONIAL SUPERSTITIONS. Those superstitions which are found in this j country are mostly importations from the old | world, where they are still rife. Great Bri| tain is not a whit behind the other nations of i Europe in the variety and absurdity of its su| perstitious observances, especially of those re| lating to marriage, the subject which has most i charms for the young. Some active contrib[ utors to Chamber'a Journal and to Notes and Queries have recently exercised their patience in collecting these matrimonal saws and proverbs, and from the number of them it is evident that the schoolmaster will have to work ! hard and lone to eradicate them. The greater portion originated, probably, in the fertile brains of fortune tellers, who imfiosed certain observances upon their creduou9 customers, on pretence of bringing about speedy marriage. Others may have been derived from accidental coincidence of good or bad luck with some actual occurrence. Others, again, are evidently the remains of ancient religious ceremonies. Of the latter is the practice of the women of Jarrow, in the county of Durham, who immediately after the marriage ceremony seat themselves in an ancient oak chair, said to have belonged to the ven-1 erable Bede; if they omit doing this, they will not have children. So is the abstaining from marrying in Lent, and upon Innocent's Day and St. Joseph's Day. "Marry in Lent, and you'll repent," is a very old proverb. Perhaps the belief that certain months and days are more propitious for marriage than others, is derived from the Romans, who observed their dies fasti et nefasti, lucky and unlucky days. June was their favorite month, and in the olden time, in England, it was considered the most propitious for marriage of all the months in the year; but that prosaic record, the Registrar General's Report, shows that May is now the month which boasts of supremacy in this respect. Anyhow, there is little heed given to the ungallant reminder that no man enters the holy state without repenting before the year is out. In England, among the country lasses, each day of the week has its good or bad character; thus, if monev be desired. Mondav is the best dav : if health, Tuesday; if happiness, Wednesday; but marriages made on Thursday result in crosses ; those pn Friday in losses ; and those on Saturday have no luck at all. Friday is looked upon as an unlucky day by all classes among the uneducated ; no man will begin building a house, and no sailor will go to sea on that day, if he can help it. The Book of Days cites an old manuscript of the fifteenth century for the superstition that there are thirty-two days in the year on which it is unlucky to marry ; these days are: January 1,2,4,5,7,10, 15; February 6, 7, 18 ; March 1,6,8; April 6, 11; May 5, 6, 7; June 7,15; July 5,19; August 15,19; September 6, 7 ; October 6; November 15,16 ; and December 15, 26, 27. As it is not easy to carry these days in one's memory, many violations of this rule doubtless occur unwittingly, though it is to be feared that there are many persons so regardless of times and seasons that do marrv whenever it suits them to do so. It is vain to press upon them "the wisdom of our ancestors," but there may be others who are open to conviction, and their attention is invited to the following morsels of advice and experience handed down from sire to son, and from mother to daughter: It is unlucky to put off a wedding when once the day has been fixed; to be married when the sun is not shining on the bride ; to marry any one out of whose initials and your own a word can be formed ; to meet a wolf, dog, cat, lizard, serpent, spider or toad on the way to the church. It is fatal for a bride to hear a cat sneeze the day before the wedding; and for her to omit throwing away every one of the pins in her bridal dress ; if she retains a single one of them nothing will go right. If there be an odd number of wedding guests, one of them will die before the year is out. In Scotland, it is customary for the bridegroom's mother to welcome home the newly married couple, by meeting them at the door and breaking a currant bun over the bride's i 1 i?e i * A. ii.. U . neau utJiure uer iuut crosses me uiiesnuiu, but it is a "very bad omen" if the bun is broken over the wrong person, or after the bride has crossed the threshold. Formerly, in the highlands, "warlocks of witches were kept off" by taking care that the bridegroom's left shoe bore no buckle nor latchet, or by driving to church with grey horses. In some parts of England good luck is supposed to be brought by a friend making a hen cackle in the house of the wedded pair; but the breaking of the wedding ring is an omen that its owner will soon be a widow. The custom of throwing a j slipper after the bride, for good luck, is still kept up. ? ^ A WIFE'S DEVOTION. The Governor of Missouri has recently pardoned an inmate of the penitentiary, under circumstances which show what a loving and energetic wife can do for an unfortunate husband. The latter had moved from Toledo, Ohio, to Missouri, and, not prospering in business, was forced to dispose of much of his i available property?among the rest a valuable pair of horses, which he sold to a stock dealer in 1870, receiving for them five hundred dollars in clean, new national currency. The day after the sale he paid out ten ten dollar bills, which were found to be counterfeit, and he was arrested and lodged in jail. He protested his innocence, told how he got the money, and showed the remaining four hundred dollars. mi. - 1 r.n J 3 i,?:? ane purcunser was jujiuwcu, uuu ueiuy I brought back, to the horror and indignation oT the accused, he denied ali knowledge of the bills, and affirmed that he paid for the horses in Illinois bank bills. No confirmation of the prisoner's story could be obtained, and, as there had been much counterfeit money in circulation there, popular feeling was against the poor man, and in spite of his wife's efforts in his behalf, he was sentenced to five years in the penitentiary. "His wife, firmly believing in his innocence, with wonderful resolution and tenacity of purpose immediately set about the task of proving it and effecting his release. An interview with the Governor showed him kind but firm, and he could give her no hope of release for her husband before the expiration i of his sentence. She went home, converted all the property j she had left into cash, and commenced shad| owing the horse dealer, persistently dogging I his footsteps wherever he went. Keeping out of his sight, she managed to be near him in all j his journeys, and she soon discovered that in | a short time after his arrival in any place counterfeit money was in circulation. This i amounted to a moral certainty of his guilt, : but still she could discover no tangible evi: dence against him. Once, at Fort Wayne, j Indiana, she had him arrested, but nothing j being proven, he was immediately set at lib erty again. On through Ohio, Pennsylvania, New York, I her unfaltering devotion still led her in purj suit, and at length in Newton, Sussex county, j New Jersey, she found her long sought oppor: tunity, and by a scheme as ingenious as it was successful, fully accomplished her mission. ! At that place the dealer fell ill, and as she boarded at the hotel where he was, she made her whole story known to the physician who attended him, and implored his assistance, which was readily granted. Some medicine of a very depressing but harmless character was administered to the patient, and he was led to believe himself in a very critical situation, liable to die at any time. Thoroughly frightened and conscious stricken, he desired ' the attendance of a clergyman, who pointed out the just necessity of repentance, and at this juncture the wife appeared and besought the wretched man to repair the great wrong he had done her husband. Believing himself near his end, he did so, making a deposition before a magistrate to the effect that he had been traveling about the country furnishing spurious money to his various agents. Seeing the horses in Missouri, he was very desirous of buying them, and, though it was contrary to his custom to issue the money himself, he on this occasion did so. And with the necessary | documents, the brave woman returned and j speedily secured the release of her husband. A New Horror?A Ferocious parasite Taken from a Man's Leo.?A short time ago a sailor was sent to the city hospital from the British bark, Georgians, who was supposed to be suffering from a sore leg. The man had been ailing for near three months, but none of his shipmates supposed that there was anything serious the matter with him. Accordingly, when, a few days before his removal to the hospital, he declared himself unable to walk about, the captain of the ship supposed that he was endeavoring to make an t excuse for g^ g away from the vessel, that he might be left in port, the ship being prepared to sail in a few days. When removed to the hospital, the man's right leg was very much swollen, and manifested all the symptoms of erysipelas, for which malady his affection was at first mistaken. At the end of a few days, however, an abscess formed upon the inner side of the ankle from which, after it had burst, protruded about three inches of o tvhifo momkrannn<a-lnnlrincr Hllhstiinp.f!. about an eighth of an inch in diameter. This singular manifestation induced a careful examination of the leg, which developed the fact that the man was afflicted with the dracunculus, or Guinea worm. This is a horrible parasite, found only along the shores of the Indian Ocean, Red Sea, and certain portions of the Mediterranean. It infests damp and muddy soils and impure water, and generally attacks the feet and legs, but sometimes other portions of the body. At the time that it forsakes its native element for the more luxurious habitation of flesh 'and blood, it is scarcely larger than a common flea; but, having once buried itself beneath the skin, it grows with alarming rapidity, and will attain a size varying from six inches to six feet in length, by one-twelfth to one-eight of an inch in diameter. It lies dormant until it reaches the age of maturity, after which it commences a se ries of wanderings and meandenngs aDOUt me muscles and bones, which causes intense pain to the unsuspecting victim. It always travels downward, and with such rapidity that it will sometimes travel the whole length of the human frame in twenty-four hours. It will sometimes come to the surface and lie under the skin like a long white cord ; but should the surgeon attempt to extract it with the knife, without first securing it with a nipper, it will elude his grasp and scamper away with the agility of an eel. If a portion of the worm is removed, the remaining portion will not die, but continues as gay and lively as ever. The first symptoms of the Guinea worm are a disagreeable itching and irritation of the infected parts. After it begins-to move about, its paths are followed by external abscesses, and when the paths lie along the stomach, internal abscesses also. It always ultimately endeavors to leave the system by working its way through the skin, generally near the ankle, but this is only after it has left from ten to fifteen young behind. The usual number of worms that are found in one person varies from one to fifty. There is one case on record, however, of a man dying from the effects of the Guinea worm, whose body and skin were nothing but a net-work of these horrid creatures. Death rarely results from the ravages of this worm, and when it does, it is generally the result of some diseases produced by the inflammation and other effects of the worm's wanderings. The Guinea worm does not confine its ravages to man, but will also attack dogs and horses. The sailor in question made a voyage to the Eastern coast of Africa, about six months ago, and while there received the parasites into his system. One of these worms has already been extracted from his right leg, but another has made its appearance in the left. He is doing as well as can be expected under the circumstances. This is probably the first case of the kind ever known in Charleston.?Charleston News. The Feet.?Of all parts of the body, there is not one which ought to be so carefully attended to as the feet. Every person knows from experience that colds, and many other diseases which proceed from the same, are attributable to cold feet. The feet are at such a distance from the "wheel at the cistern" of the system, that the circulation of tne blood may be very easily checked in them. You see all this ; and although every person of common sense should be aware of the truth of what we have stated, there is no part of the body so much trifled with as the feet. The young and would-be-genteel-footed cramp their feet into thin-soled, bone-pinching boots, in order to display neat feet, in the fashionable sense of the term. Now this is very wrong. In cold weather, boots of good, thick leather, both in soles and uppers, and large enough to give free circulation of the blood in the feet should be worn by all. They should be water tight and warm, but not airtight. It injures the feet to wear an air-tight covering over them. India rubber shoes or boots should not be worn except in wet and slushy weather and then taken off as soon as the exposure to it is over. No part of the body should be allowed to have a covering which entirely obstructs the passage of the carbonic acid gas from the pores of the skin outward, and the moderate passage of the air inward to the skin. There is one great evil against which every person should be on their guard, and it is one which is seldom guarded. We mean the changing of warm for cold boots or shoes. A change is often made from thick- to thin-soled shoes without reflecting upon the consequences which might ensue. It is a dangerous practice, and many an individual has suffered hours of illness because of it. ? A Daring Act?One of the most daring acts, says the Columbia Union, we have heard of for many a day was performed by Mr. DeSaussure Bacot, who is stopping with his friend Major Morgan, at the residence of - * " ? * -- _ _ /M Judge Melton, me circumstances are as 101-1 lows: The chimney of Judge Melton's dwelling house caught fire and was burning out when the sparks falling thick upon the dry roof ignited the shingles. Just at this time the Judge happened to go out, and discovering the perilious condition of his house, was looking round for a ladder to go up and extinguish the flames, when Mr. Bacot, who in years gone by, was an officer in the Navy, saw the situation, and going to the lightning rod, went up like a flash, hand over hand. The house is three stories, and as he neared the roof the slight fastening by which the rod was held began to give way. A fall from that height seemed inevitable; but as quick as lightning, he caught hold of the roof, and the balustrade throwing himself on the roof, and soon extinguished the fire, lacerating his hands somewhat in doing so. This daring act unquestionably saved the home of Judge Melton from destruction. General Scott on the First Battle of Bull Run.?Colonel Schuyler Hamilton, the military secretary of General Scott in 1861, recently made the following statement about the first battle of Bull Run: "Our unprepared condition General Scott urged upon the President and his cabinet officially at a meeting called to consider the subject, and used many means to impress his views on those in authority at that time, notably General McDowell. As General Scott's military secretary, I had opportunities of : knowing much. At the cabinet meeting referred to, Postmaster General Blair said, as I [ was told, in opposition to General Scott's I views, that he could march to Richmond with 10,000 men armed with laths. 'Yes,' said General Scott, 'as prisoners of war; not other WIOC. "When the battle was fought and lost, President Lincoln and most of his cabinet, and very many of the 'On to Richmond' members of Congress crowded to General Scott's quarters. There was a memorable interview. After some interchange of greetings, General Scott remarked he did not see the member of the cabinet who had proposed to march to Richmond with 10,000 men armed with laths. He presumed he had changed his views. He proceeded: 'Mr. President, I perceive there is terror in high quarters. It is wholly unnecessary. I can hold the capital, in any event against any force the enemy can bring, especially with the aid of the vessel of war now lying in the Potomac. I beg to assure you, Mr. President, and all others here, the enemy cannot move. I am well advised that they have no transportation. Armies cannot move without it. Soldiers are not like birds of the air, furnished with wings?they cannot fly.' Some person in the crowd remarked, 'Our cowardly soldiers had fled, wings or no wings.' i General Scott drew himself up like a noble old lion and roared : 'I hear some one speaking of our poor, brave fellows, who fought so bravely until seized with a panic, which, Mr. President, you will remember, I strenuously urged upon you as the danger, the great danger, incurred in sending undisciplined men, however brave, into battle. As cowards, I deny it, and declare that the only coward was Winfield Scott, who should have handed his resignation to your excellency, Mr. President, rather than to allow a battle to be fought against his long tried judgment and experience. If there was any coward, I was the coward.' There was profound silence. The President was deeply moved, and, being a kind hearted man, took the blame upon himself for not yielding to General Scott s earnest and sage advice; 'but,' said he, 'the cry, 'On to Richmond,' was too much for me.'" A Lawyer Who Edited Two Tapers.? An antiquated writer in the Memphis Appeal has dug out of his memory the following rich story. The lawyer referred to is still flourishing in Memphis: "There was never greater local excitement than that which grew out of this infernal navy yard business. Half the people were in favor of accepting the property, and half or more opposed to it, the latter thinking that the government might be induced even yet to make liberal appropriations and perfect the navy-yard and build ships and steamers here. There were two newspapers published here?one a morning publication, edited by a gentleman of no ordinary ability, named Bankhead, who was tragically and mysteriously assassinated some six years ago. There was another, an afternoon paper, called the New, (I believe that was its name) edited by a man named Yancey. These editors opposed one another on the navy-yard question, and their discussion had begotten a good deal of excitement, when both went away for the summer, and each, without the other's knowledge, employed the same man, this lawyer, to conduct his paper in his absence. The young limb of the law naturally L. flin nnnotinn OliUUgll l/UUO. L.U uuitii aiuLo UJ v..\. >juvu?vu> He made the controversy between the two papers hotter and hotter on each successive day. Crowds gathered each afternoon about the News office, and somebody expected that the two furious editors would shed blood. The coming duel in Arkansas was confidently anticipated, and the ferocity of the two papers was marvelous. Popular excitement was intense when Bankhead came hurrying home from Virginia and Yancey from Alabama, each thinking the other was about to murder his own substitute. Such was the fervor of popular feeling and exasperation that the story was necessarily kept quiet. If the mischievous fraud upon the public passion had been exposed at the time the con amore editor would have been banged to a lamp-post. A Characteristic Story of Butler in New Orleans.?When General Butler first landed in Oew Orleans he selected the celebrated St. Charles Hotel for his headquarters, and at once sent directions thither that arrangements should be made for the accommodation of himself and staff. When, however, they arrived at the hotel, after the necessary delays of landing, the General was informed that the keeper of the house demurred to the proposition, so far as it involved his providing the meals for his new visitors, and wished that for their food some other arrangement might be made. It proved, indeed, on inquiry, that the man professed himself unwilling to assume the responsibility of a charge so unpopular as at that moment he supposed the entertainment of the Yankee General and his cortege to be. How could he tell, he asked, what his servants might do or might not do in feeding so many men who were hated by the whole community ? He could not think of incurring the risk of providing bread and meat for conquerors. When this reply was made known to General Butler, he sent for the recusant landlord and asked if he had been rightly informed. The landlord said he had, and be repeated to General Butler the statement he had made to other members of the staff who had given him orders. The city was excited, bis servants shared the general indignation, and he could not say that General Butler and the officers of his suite might not eat or drink poison in the food that was placed before them on the table. "Nor can I, sir," said General Butler in reply; "but you will go on and give the requisite order. We shall eat the food you provide, and if we be poisoned, why, in the agonies of death we shall have one satisfaction?namely, that we know who keeps this hotel 1" On the strength of that order the inn-keeper returned to his duty. Jerusalem.?Jerusalem cannot be truthfully described as an enterprising city at the present time. Its chief native industries are the manufacture of soap, which is not largely [ consumed by the resident population, and of what is called Jerusalem ware, consisting of chaplets, crucifixes, beads, crosses, and the like, made principally of mother of pearl and olive wood, and sold to the pilgrims who annually resort to the Holy City to the number of 6,000 or 8,000. It also exports olive oil and grain. The population of Jerusalem is estimated at 18,000, of whom about 8,000 are Mahomedans, 8,000 to 9,000 Jews, and the rest Christians of various denominations. The employment of the people is almost wholly agricultural and pastoral, but the vast and fertile plains around the city are only partially tilled owing to the want of protection against the predatory excursions of the Bedouin tribes inhabiting the outskirts of the district. A little cotton of an inferior quality, raised from native seed, is grown and exported to Marseilles. The American colony which was established at Jappo (has been starved out and replaced by a band of Ger mane numbering 21HJ souls, xne roaa 10 Jordan has been repaired at the cost of a lady whose name is not given, but it is still a hard road to travel in consequence of the swarms of Bedouins who infest that region. Elegance Does Not Make a Home.?I never saw a garment too fine for a man or j maid; there was never a chair too good for a cobbler, or cooper, or king to sit in; never a house too fine to shelter the human head. These elements about us, the gorgeous sky, the imperial sun, are not too good for the human race. Elegance fits man. But do we not value these tools of housekeeping a little more than they are worth, and sometimes mortgage a home for the mahogany we would bring into it ? I had rather eat my dinner off the head of a barrel, or dress after the fashion nf fit JnVin the "Rantist in the wilderness, or sit on a block all my life, than consume myself before I got to a home, aod take so much pains with the outside that the inside was as hollow as an empty nut. Beauty is a great thing, but beauty of garment, house ana furniture, is a very tawdry ornament compared with domestic love. All the eleganco in the world will not make a home, and I would give more for a spoonful of real, hearty love, than for whole shiploads of furniture, and all the gorgeousness that all the upholsters of the world could gather together.?Theodore Parker. Strange Case.?We learn from a southern paper, that there was a colored man living near Paola, Mississippi, who treated religion with more levity than solemnity, and who went fishing on Sunday. Being remonstrated with, some weeks ago, he replied irreverently that he would go the next Sunday morning, "before God gets up, and catch a nice siring of fish." Accordingly, on the following Sunday morning he repaired to the banks of the Tallahatche river very early and threw his baited hook and line into the river. Scarcely had he done so when there was a violent tugging at his hook, and a counter pull from the shore brought to the surface of the water a huge lally-cooler, which found voice to say: "You shall remain here fishing all the days of your life, till God gets up," and then disappeared. Since that time all the efforts to drag the unfortunate fisherman from the bank I of the river have proved unavailing. It is evident that he labors under a strange hallucination, but he insists it is the judgment of the Almighty, and that he must continue angling in that spot until he receives absolution from his offended Maker. Female Delicacy.?Above other features which adorn the female character, delicacy stands foremost within the province of good taste. Not that delicacy which is perpetually in quest of something to be ashamed of; which makes merit of a blush, and simpers at the false construction of its own ingenuity has put upon an innocent remark; this spurious kind of delicacy is as far removed from good taste as from good feeling and good sense. But the high-minded delicacy which maintains its pure and undeviating walk alike amongst women as in thesociety of men?which shrinks from no necessary duty, and can speak, when required, with seriousness and kindness, of things at which it would be ashamed to smile or blush?that delicacy which knows how to confer a benefit without wounding the feelings of another, and which understands also how and when to receive one?that delicacy which can give alms without assumption, ana which j pains not the most susceptible being in crea| tion. Interesting Cotton Statistics.?Du* .... . . 1 H .1. ..ii I ring the last thirty-two years, tne nrsi; cotton bloom occurred May 17, in 1841-42, when the total crop was 2,378,000 bales. The next earliest was May 25, 1843-44. The total crop in that year was 2,394,000 bales. In 1856-57, when the first bloom occurred as late as June 24, the crop was 3,075,000 bales. The first killing frost during the same period occurred October-12, in 1844-45. The first bloom in that season was on the 10th of June, and the total crop was 2,100,000 bales. In 1871-72, the first killing frost occurred November 15, or three days earlier than in the season immediately preceding it Three was raised that year 2,974,000 bales, against 4,347,000 in 1870-71. In 1845-46 there was a short crop. The first bloom occurred June 10, and the killing frost happened October 19, at the same time time that it did in 1843-44, when the first bloom was recorded May 25, and the total crop 2,394,000 bales, against 1,787,000 bales in 1845-46. Take Care of the Eyes.?Looking into a hripht fire. esDeciallv a coal fire, is very in jurious to the eyes. Looking at molten iron will soon destroy the eyes. Reading in the twilight is injurious to the eyes, as they are obliged to make great exertions. Reading or sewing with a side light injures the eyeB, as both eyes should be exposed to an equal degree of light. The reason is: the sympathy between the eyes is so great, that if the pupil of one is dilated by being kept partially in the shade, the one that is most exposed canuot contract itself sufficiently for protection, and will ultimately be injured. Those who wish | to preserve their sight, should preserve their general health by correct habits, and give their eyes just work enough, with a due degree of light. Gaiety.?There are two kinds of gaiety; the one arises from wan t of heart, being touched by no pity, sympathizing with no pain, even of its own causing; it shines and glitters like a frost-bound river in the gleaming sun. The other springs from excess of heart?that is, a heart overflowing with kindliness towards all i -ii .i ?j ?j men ana an iniogs, auu suutumg uuuei uu superadded grief; it is light from the happiness which it causes, from the happiness which it sees. This may be compared to the placid river, sparkling and smiling under the son of summer, and running on to give fertility and increase to all within, and even to many beyond its reach. Shepherd's Dogs.?The following from a Scotchman strikingly illustrates the kindly consideration evinced by the Scottish peasantry toward the domestic animals, especially the shepherds to their dogs, which consequently become their attached companions. A minister calling to visit one of his flock, found before the fire-place three dogs, apparently asleep. At the sound of a whistle two rose up and walked out, the third remained still. "It is odd," said the minister, "that this dog does not get up like the others." "It's no astonishin' ava," said the shepherd, "for it's no his turn ; he was oot i' the mornin'." . . Live Nobly.?Men "hould learn to live nobly. It is not enough .hat we pass through life inoffensively. We must crowd our days with acts of positive goodness. There is many a harmless plant which, because it is nothing more than harmless, is trampled in the mire or burnt with useless stubble. A flower, not half so large or strong, because it smiles a blessing on the world, is cherished in kindness and praised for its benevolence. Live nobly, which means that you are to love and serve your God with all your heart and soal, and mind, and strength, and your neighbor as yourself, loving not in word only, but in deed and in truth. t&" There is one thiug which can always be found, and that is fault. l?"The corn cribs of Pennsylvania this year are too small for her crops.