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i-iewis mi. grist, proprietor, i ||n |nbe)?mbent Jfamilj ftefospaper: Jfffr tjte promotion of % political, Social, J^rmtltaral anb Commercial Interests of t|e Soutj). TERMS?$3.00 A YEAR, IN ADYAKCE. .. VOL. 18. YOEKYILLE, S. C., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 5, 1873. NO-49. JFdcctd foettu. LIFT A LITTLE. Lift a little! lift a little! Neighbor lend a helping hand To that heavy laden brother, Who for weakness scarce can stand. What to thee with thy strong muscle, Seems a light and easy load, Is to him a ponderous burden, Cumberiug his pilgrim road. Lift a little! lift a little! Efforts give one added strength; That which staggers him when rising, Thou canst hold at arm's full length. Not his fault that he is feeble, Not thy praise that thou art strong; It God makes lives to differ, Some from wailing, some from song. Lift a little! lift a little! Many they who need thine aid; Many lying on the roadside, 'Neatn misfortune's dreary shade ; Pass not by like priest and Levite, Heedless of thy fellow-man ; Bat, with heart and arms extended, Be the Good Samaritan. i&f ?cllcr. ~THE DIVER'S STORY. I was a diver when a young man. I may say I was born a diver, for my father was one before me. You may have heard of him? Bill Hurst was his name; he was pretty well known in his time, and almost the first that1 ever went down in the dress without a bell. Even when I started at it there were not many in the business. Father began to train me for it tarly, and consequently from habit and experience, I got to be considered a first-rate hand, and got my share of employment. But you see diving isn't like other things? it's not as good as fishing, even. Of course, you can't always be sure of a catch, but fish are always saleable when you can catch them. There is a constant demand for the article. But with diving it's different. You can't always expect ships to be sinking with valuables aboard, or that people should be constantly building piers, or bridges, or things of that kind. Consequently I wasn't making a fortune at the best of times, while at the worst of 'em I had sometimes to turn my hand to other jobs.such as shipping on board of'coasters or mmket-hoats for a sDell now and then. It was at one of these hard times that I had shipped aboard a small schooner that was bound for Liverpool. We were just passing that point there, with the tide against us, when we saw a great big steamer coming round the Bolt, as the point is called. They were keeping a mighty poor look-out on board that boat, for though when we saw she was coming right straight down upon us, we hallooed, and rung bells, they didn't take a bit of notice. Our skipper rammed the tiller hard aport, hoping we should swing off and the steamer only graze our stern; but unluckily, the wind fell dead all of a sudden iust for a minute or two, but quite long enough to settle our fate. The steamer struck the schooner full amidships, and cut her in half, like so much cheese. I was knocked down by the wreck of our foremast, which broke my leg. I became insensible, but, going down with the vessel, was brought to myself by the cold water, and contrived with difficulty to swim ashore. There was a pretty fair crowd collected by the time I reached land, and by somebody's order a shutter was fetched, and I was carried to the nearest farm-house, the very one that belongs to me now. My leg was set all right, but I took a fever, and was very bad for some time. The farmer was for sending me off to a hospital; but his daughter?that's my wife that is?begged of him not to do it He was a widower, and she was his only daughter, so she generally got her way in most things. I wasn't sent away. Bye and bye I got a bit better, and was able to creep about the house with a stick, or sit outside in the sun. The farmer was mostly out, looking after his crops and his cattle, except at meal times; so Polly and I saw a good deal of one another, and very naturally fell in love. It was a very pleasant time for a bit, before I got thoroughly strong and well. But as soon as I began to feel I was getting fit for work again, I began to long to be at it. I felt that I was, in fact, no better than a beggar, and I knew the farmer would be furious to think of my daring to make love to his child, who was reckoned the heiress as well as the beauty of the place. Polly was unreasonable, like women mostly are in such matters, and wouldn't hear of my going away. 3he laughed at the idea of ray wishing to work again, and said she was sure her father, if he objected to our loving one *1 A x 1 j !_ x_ i anocner amrsi, wuuiu oe sure lugive in uer in the end. Well, unluckily, she soon had an opportunity of finding out that she wasn't quite so powerful over her father as she thought One afternoon the farmer came home unexpectedly, to fetch some medicine for one of the cows that had been taken suddenly ill. Polly and I, never dreaming of such a chance, were on the settee by the fire?I with my arm round her waist, and she with her head on my shoulder. It was a very pretty picture, perhaps, for some of those illustrated papers, but I can tell you it didn't suit his taste, anyhow. Well, there was a pretty row, I can assure you. The old man would have struck me but j for Polly. He ordered me out of the house at once, as an ungrateful rogue and vagabond. Then Polly tried her powers of persuasion, for he wouldn't listen to a word from me. At first he wouldn't give much heed to her ; but by degrees she got him calmer. At long and at last she got him to sit down and hear what j I had to say. It wasn't very much beyond that I loved | Polly. I could only say I hoped I should 1 get work, and save money, and that sort of j thing. He laughed at the idea. "What | could we live on if we were married ?" Polly jumped up and said she could and would work ' at needle-work, or she'd go into service?any- j thing! and then she burst out crying, and went into hysterics. That touched the old I man a bit, and somehow or another, after a long time, he consented to give me a twelvemonth's grace. If I could come baek at the : end of it with a prospect of earning a fair i . . . i Tk n r? . i vi i! living, 1 might have rony. nut sne aeciarea , I shouldn't be fit for work some months yet, ! and that the twelvemonth should begiu from when I was well and strong! So her father ! said, "It's autumn now; I'll give him a twelve-1 month from Christmas! And with that he; stalked out of the room to give orders about j the cow's medicine. Polly and I had a long consultation, and 11 persuaded her that the sooner I started the ' better was my chance of getting a good posi-, tion. So she very unwillingly gave way to i my going at once. So I packed up my few ! things in a handkerchief?my bag had been i f brought ashore from the wreck of the schoon-, er at low water?and with a couple of pounds j in my pocket, which Polly hacl insisted on my ! taking of her, if only as a loan, I set out for : London. "I shall come?never fear!" said I, as I turned from the door. "So will Christmas!" said the farmer, crustily, as he came in at the gate just as I got to ' it. "So will the Christmas after !" said I; and I strode out with all the appearance of hope and cheerfulness I could muster, until I was out of sight. Then all my pluck left me ; and I.tramped along drearily enough, till at length I saw the long lines of gas lamps, and knew I was \ London streets once more. They're uncommonly hard and pitiless things, L J the London streets, as I found them. All j that autumn I tried my best to get something by way of employment. But it was all no | use. I applied over and over again, but was i always met with the same remark, "We want i a man with some knowledge of the business," ! as if every man mustn't begin at some time or I other. Men can't be born with "a knowledge of the business," or put it on ready-made, like ' a livery. J j Every now and then I was obliged to go i j back to the old sailoring business, and ship I I on board some vessel for a trip, just to get i I something to live on. How my heart used to j I ache as the ship's dropping down the river, j 1 passed along by the ferry ! i In the spring I shipped on board a trader 1 bound for Wales, for copper ore. We had [ one passenger on board, a friend of the captain's. They were share-holders in several mines, and had doue business together for years. The passenger?his name was Tur ton?was very rich, but very speculative. The captain used often to rate him for such gambling rashness, as he called it. "You'll sink all your money some of these days as deep as the doubloons in the shipover there," said he toTurton one day as we were sailing along the Cornish coast. "What ships ? Where ?" said the other. "Do you see those breakers yonder," said the captain, "about half a mile to the windward of the southern point of that low, rocky little island ? That's called Galleon Reef, and it is said that a fleet of Spanish treasure-ships were sunk there, to prevent their falling into the hands of our men-of-war that were after them." "Has any of the money ever been found ?" asked Turton. "Yes, a few pieces now and then. There was a company started once?by some such speculative madcaps as you?but somehow or other it all came to nothing." "Egad ! I don't see why it shouldn't be done now-a-days, with all our modern diving inventions." "Oh! if you're fordiving," said the captain, "here's your man and he turned to me. I had come aft to relieve the man at the wheel. I was a bit of a favorite with the captain for steadiness and sobriety, and he had asked me questions, and I had told him who and what I was. . "Are you a diver, my man ?" said Turton. "I believe you?John Hurst is one of the best and most skillful divers we have," said the captain, who then called for another hand to take the wheel in my place. Turton asked .me many questions, and often during the rest of the voyage woulcTcome to me and talk about the probabilities of recovering the treasure from the Spanish wrecks. He left us at Swansea, where we had to take in our cargo, after landing the freight we had brought out. In due time we returned to London, and my engagement being up, I left the ship and forgot all about_Mr. Turton and the Spanish doubloons. One day, however, as I happened to be crossing Tower Hill, I heard some one hailing me. I looked across the street, and saw it was my late captain. I went over to him, when he took out of his pocket a bit cut from the Times containing an advertisement, in nltisiU T froo fn n/MT\mnr\lnofn of nnno nmuu x nao vvuiiuuuivmw uwuw with T. T., at his office in old Broad street. "That's Tom Turton," said the captain; "he'^ going to fish for the treasure-ships. Lose no titae in going to him. If he's fool enough to throw his money into the sea, you may as well get the benefit of it as any one else." I set off at once as he directed me. I saw Mr. Turton, who showed me the prospectus of a company which he had raised for trying to recover the money in the lost treasure-ships. The adventurers were not many in point of numbers, he told me, but they are all wealthy, and, like himself, they delighted in speculation for its own sake. He wished me to report what would be required to set about the search with. In a few days I sent in what I estimated as necessary for the attempt. I proposed to begin in as economical a manner as possible, and with a small staff. A couple of divers would be sufficient to examine the reef, and if it proved true, to calculate what amount of money could be got out of the vessels. It would then be easy to send as many additional hands as necessary. Mr. Turton declared himselfgreatly pleased with my scheme, and offered me the command of the divers, with very good wages. He said that I should be accompanied by a diver on whose behalf one of the share-holders had applied to him for a post. He told me that in order to carry on the exploration with as little delay and intermission as possible, they had rented the small :_1?J i.1 c _?j *1 lsiauu biiutiiuu ueui uic icci, uuu timt LIICJT would seud out huts to be erected on it for us and the crew, and would forward at the same time an ample supply of all sorts of stores and necessaries. This all seemed very hopeful to me, and I began to think my chance had come at last. I wrote and told Polly so. I only discovered one drawback in the affair. It turned out that my partner was a diver by the name of Bleggs?a quarrelsome, ill-conditioned fellow, with not the best of a character. I felt it my duty to tell Mr. Turton this much, but he said it couldn't be helped, for Blegg's patron was one of the largest and most influential shareholders, and that he wanted Bleggs appointed to the post I had; and Bleggs would have had it but for Mr. Turton's tact and energy and the respect the other adventurers felt for him. Bleggs kuew this, for the first time we met, he said something about my luck in having friends in court to get me above the heads of better men. "Well," he continued gruffly, "it's no odds. We shall see soon who does best for the company, skipper or man ; and j then perhaps a meddling secretary may get a wigging"?meaning Mr. Turtou; who had j been honorary secretary pro tern. I didn't 1 wish, in the interests of the adventure, to j quarrel with Bleggs ; but I gave him to un- j derstand that I wouldn't have such language,' and that once on Spanish Island, as our loca- j tion was called, I should expect implicit obe-; dience to orders. In due time the island was reached, the j stores were landed, and the huts built. We j had a good-sized steam-launch to take us out j to the reef. She was fitted with two powerful j air-pumps. Our diving dresses were of the 1 best and newest patteru. Everything looked ! well for success. The only thing tnat pre- j sented an obstacle was the frequent occurrence I of bad weather. We could only take the j launch among the rocks when it was pretty j SIUUUlll, UUU, 1IIUCCU, UUU1U IIUl IlttVU IlJUUe u descent without great risk when it was very J rough. Seizing every opportunity, I began the I search. We were not long in discovering the I remains of the wrecked ships. It was impos- j sible to tell how many vessels theft had been, j for they had broken up and fallen to pieces, I and the winter storms had spread dire havoc among them. Only one hulk, which lay partially sheltered between two perpendicular I walls of rock retained any semblance of a ship. 1 We explored the ocean bed carefully. I j meant to examine the hulk first, but in a weak j moment allowed myself to be dissuaded by ; ; Bleggs, who urged thai what we wanted was . ' to learn as quickly as possible if there was j ' gold, and we had better examine the ships j i which the sea had broken up for us, and save ; ourselves the trouble of breaking up the hulk. I . The work was exhausting and fatiguing, and I found to ray chagrin that Bleggs surpassed me in strength and endurance. My illness had shaken my constitution and I suf fered very severely from pain in the leg that had been fractured ; hut made up my mind to persevere and do my best. So far our search had been unsuccessful. At last I observed something that made me suspect that Bleggs was playing me tricks. Happening to make my descent after him, [ somewhat more rapidly than usual, I found him emerging from the hulk. He assured me afterward that he had only gone there for mussels, of which he was very fond, and which were very fine on the hulk. A day or two afterward?Bleggs having in the meantime obtained leave to "go ashore," as we called visiting the main-land?I observed that a man was constantly hanging about the reef, fishing in an open boat. It was not very good fishing ground, and it was some distance from shore for an open boat; but I noticed that this stranger always remained at his moorings till after dark. He was not very communicative?indeed, he growled at our manoeuvres, saying that we drove the fish away. At the same time I discovered that he was not a native, for he did not speak the local dialect, but what, for'want of a better definition, I may call London-English. My suspicions were aroused at last, when turning around suddenly one day while we were preparing to descend, I saw Bleggs signaling to the solitary fisherman. I said nothing, but determined to investigate without delay. All that night I lay awake thinking over this matter. I rose in the morning with a matured plan. When Bleggs and I had finished our midday meal, which was cooked on board the boat, I ordered him to take off his diving dress and go to the main-land to fetch some paper, Under the pretence that I had none in store, and must write ray report to Mr. Turton that night. Bleggs did not seem to like the idea, but he was ooliged to go. I sent one of the crew with him in our small boat; and as soon as I saw him disappear behind the island I jumped overboard to prose-1 cute my search. I made my way to the hulk and entered it. A very short survey sufficed to show me that it had been visited, and that the contents of its hold had been recently disturbed. Making my way down, I was speedily engaged in clearing away the sand and weed, beneath which I soon came upon some large wooden cases, so rotted and decayed that a very few blows of my axe shivered the lid of one, and revealed the contents. There lay masses of what, in spite of their being so oxydized and, as it were, fused together by the action of the salt-water, I could see were gold and silver coins. The sight at first surprised and delighted me; then came an access of rage at the treachery of Bleggs, who had, it was clear, concealed this treasure from me, end was evidently helping himself to the chest?somehow, though how I knew not. I began to search the hold narrowly for some trace of the manner in which he removed the coin. In a remote corner I came on a bundle of raw hide, and several coils of thin but strong line. Beside these lay a knife which I identified as his, and therefore took possession of it as a bit of evidence against him. Then I ascended to the deck again, and looked around me. I could see a place where the bulwarks had been cut away quite lately, and beyond it in the sand, which had drifted up almost level with the deck, I could see a trail, as if heavy bodies had been dragged along. I followed it, and was guided to a nook in the upright wall of rock, wherein I found two large packages, consisting of raw hide, and evidently full of coins. A line was attached to them. I followed it with my eyes as it went up?up toward the surface of the water as far as I could see. I was just about to pull it, in order to discover whether it was attached to some floating buoy, when I made out through the dim green haze of heaving water a dark object, which I immediately guessed was the boat of the uncommunicative fisherman. Well might that morose personage cast line after line into the sea if this was the sort of catches he made. I saw at once why he staid out until it grew dark. It was to haul in his prize unobserved. I determined he should have his labor for nothing this once, at any rate. I would tie his lines to a mass of rock, and let him pull that up. I should wantsome cord for this purpose, and remembering the coil in the hold of the vessel, I went back to see it. While I was groping my way in the hold I felt a sudden jerk at my signal line, which, as you are aware, is attached round a diver's waist. I supposed that it must have caught on some projection on the wreck. The next minute I found that it must have broken, for it hung loose. As I put my hand behind me, to the knot of the signal line, to make sure that this was the case, I experienced a violent push from behind, which flung me down on my face. Before I could recover myself, or even wonder what was amiss, I felt my hands caught in a slip-noose, drawn forcibly together behind, and bound fast by the wrists. By this time I had guessed who my assailant was. Bleggs had managed, somehow, to return very much sooner than he should have done, and had come down and surprised me. As soon as he had finished tying my hands he turned me over on my back, and putting his foot on ray chest, stood looking at me for a minute or two. Even at that moment it struck me how strange we must look?one man looking at the other with triumph and hatred, the other gazing at him with alarm and anxiety, but the countenauce of each hidden from the other by the strange, expressionless diving helmets. He raised me to my feet, wheu a violent struggle ensued. But he was my master; I was powerless with my hands bound so; he forced me back against an upright support, and lashed me to it. I felt a sense of relief, for I knew that, although he had cut my signal rope, my staying down long after he had ascended would alarm the men in our boat, and some means would have to be taken to free me. There were one or two men among the crew who could dive a little, and there were two spare dresses on the island, in case of accidents. But I had miscalculated my enemy's malice. You may have observed, in a diver's helmet, two little brass discs, perforated like the rose of a watering pot. One of these is constantly in use, allowing the superfluous or vitiated air to escape. The second is for use in case of the other being clogged or damaged. Both are so arranged that on being turned half round they are closed, and shut in the air, whereupon the diver becomes so buoyant that he rises at once to the surface. Bleggs came up to me, made a mocking bow as if to take a farewell, and then closed both the escape valves of my helmet. All the horror of my situation flashed on me. He intended to murder me. With every stroke [ of the air-pump would come a greater pres-! sure of air, which by its increasing weight would kill me after the most awful tortures. Before I had recovered from the shock Bleggs had disappeared, and already the strokes of the air-pump seemed to beat on my brain like sledge-hammers. I writhed and twisted and tore at my fastenings with the strength of a desperate, and the fury of a mad man. The agony became intense. All of a sudden I felt that I held some substance iu my hand. It was the knife I had picked up.; I had instinctively gripped it hard, even in my struggle with Bleggs. But it was closed. Still the pressure increased; I felt as if ray head would burst; my eyeballs seemed filled I with fire; my breath was choked ; my brain i began to swim. Now or never, thought I. After some struggling I managed to hold the knife against the timber with the back of one hand ; and with the other opened its blade. Directly it was opened I thrust it into my diving dress, I which, with the pressure of the air, was distended like a balloon. With the bubbling sound that denoted the escape of the air through the hole thus made, came an immediate sense of relief. The hope of escape from such imminent peril gave me new courage and fresh strength, and I speedily released myself from my bonds, and was saved. The hole I had made was in the leg of my trowsers. I took scfme of the cord that had bound me, and after tying it as tight as I could round my leg above the hole, was able to turn 1 nn mu ronmlor valrp and hrftathft with V? ..._7 *""* ?<~-r comparative freedom. In a few momenta I gained the wreck, and closing the valve, was rapidly borne to the surface. I came up just under the quarter, and as I laid my hand on the rope-ladder to climb up the side, I heard Bleggs' voice: "Governor's a long time down. Something queer there; wouldn't let me stay down?signaled me to go up at once. Found the swag, perhaps, and wants it for himself! I wonder when he means coming up?" "Now!" said I, climbing up, and showing myself over the bulwarks. Bleggs fell back as if he was shot. "Seize him and bind him hand and foot!" said I to the men, who obeyed me with some wonder, and not very readily. Luckily, he was too surprised to resist. When I told the story of his villainy, the crew were for throwing him overboard then and there, but this I positively forbade. At this moment, looking in the direction of our fisher friend, I saw him preparing to slip his cable and make for shore, I immediately ordered three of the crew into the boat to give chase. *They caught him, after a smart race. To make a long story short, we traced the ! stolen treasure to this man's hut, on the opposite side of the island to ours, and he and Bleggs were taken before the nearest magistrate, and the case laid before him. Then I learned the manner of Bleggs' rapid return. Apparently guessing my suspicions, he had gone to the island instead of the main-! land?had broken into the stores, and found the paper. This he showed to the man who i was with him, saying he fancied he had some, and that I must have overlooked it, and so, of , course, there was no need to go on shore. The magistrate discharged Bleggs' accomplice. The treasure-ships were not our property, and the man was not in our employ, so there was no case against him. But with Bleggs it was quite another affair, said the justice; though it was unnecessary to go into that part of the question, as he should commit him for trial on the charge of attempting to murder. As he said this my over-pent feelings gave way, and turning round giddily, as if in search of support, I fell all in a heap, on the floor. Frtfm that time there was a long blank, until I came to mvself and found I was lying abed, attended by a nurse, who seemed very glad to find I was sensible, as well she might, poor woman, for I had been raging with brain fever. But I was forbidden to talk, and, indeed, scarcely cared to do so, I was so weak. My recovery was very, very slow. At last, when I was strong enough, they told me that 11 had been laid up for a long time, during which my enemy had been kept in prison, until growing weary of confinement, he had con-, fessed all to Mr. Turton, and being allowed to plead guilty, had been transported, i I asked what time af the year it was, for I saw through my bedroom window that the branches of the trees were bare. I was told J it was October. Then came back to me the bitter thought that the year was nearly run out, and I was a3 badly off as at the commencement of it. I saw I had lost chance of winning Polly. Nay, ray long silence might have led her to think me faithless. The worry and disappointment brought on a relapse, and for another month I lay at death's door and was another three weeks ere I could muster strength to rise from bed. Then I wrote to Mr. Turton to ask him for the wages that were due at the time of my illness, and to thank him for his kindness in providing me, as I learned he had done, with nursing and medical attendance. In a couple of days I received a letter from him inclosing me a check for a thousand pounds, with the thanks of the company for my fidelity and vigilance in their interests. They had raised an immense quantity of treasure. I need hardly say how grateful I was, or how soon I gained health and strength then. I made ray way up to town as soon as I could, and then went straight to Polly. It was the dav before Christmas day. and she was putting up the holly. I saw her through the window ; so I slipped in quietly by the back door, and crept up and caught her in my arras. It was a foolish trick, for she just gave me one look and then fainted dead off. But no harm came of it, and?. Well, sir, the thousand pounds satisfied the farmer, and we were married. And a better wife a man couldn't have. * + Furnish Good Reading.?One of tho pleasantest and noblest duties of the head of the family is to furnish its members with good reading. In times which are past it was considered enough to clothe and feed and shelter a family. This was the sum of parental duty. But lately it has been discovered that wives and children have minds, so that it becomes necessary to educate the children and furnish reading for the whole household. It has been found out that the mi?d wants food as well as the body, and that it wahts to be sheltered from the pitiless storms of error and vice by the guarding and friendly roof of intelligence and virtue. An ignorant family in our day is an antiquated institution. It smells of the musty past. It is a dark spot which the light of the modern sun of intelligence has not reached. Let good reading go into a home, and the very atmosphere of that home gradually but surely changes. The boys begin to grow ambitious, to talk about men, books, the past and the future. The girls begin to feel i ? '' tkam it* It n Ami Arl rtCk I a liew Jilt; UJ-KUJiUK ucivio uigiu ill otiiv/vriwugv, duty and love. They see new fields of usefulness and pleasure. And so the family changes, and out from its number will grow intelligent men and women, to fill honorable places, and be useful members of society. Let the torch of intelligence be lit in every household. Let the old and the young vie with each other in introducing new and useful topics of investigation, and in cherishing a love of reading, study and improvement. Home-Made Candy.?Use a new tin basin : put into it four tablespoons of water, one pound of good coffee sugar, oneteaspoonful of good cream tartar ; boil, stirring constantly to avoid burning. After it begins to have a soapy appearance try it often by dropping a little in cold water, and if done it will. at once become brittle. Butter an earthen J dish and pour the hot candy into it, that it I may cool just enough to handle. Flavor to ' taste with the oil of peppermint, winter-green, sassafras or lemon. Two drops of oil will flavor it strong. For variety, divide into three | or four parts and flavor differently by touch- [ ing one kind of oil to each. Work in the: hands at once; the more it is pulled the whiter it will get. ' j ^isccUiinc0ug Reading. A SENSATION SERMON. ONE OF HENRY WARD BEECHER's DISCOURSES. Many of our readers are doubtless curious to know what manner of sermons arc those that have won for the Rev. Henry Ward i Beecher so wide a popularity at the North. ! The following is the New York Sun's report I of Mr. Beecher's last Sunday evening sermon at Plymouth Church: i Mr. Beecher took his texUfrom Ephesians j iv., 28: "Let him that stole, steal no more; I but rather let him labor, working with his | hands the thing which is good, that he may ; have to give to him that needeth." | That is the pattern of a reformed life, said | Mr. Beecher. Some people gain their living ( without earning it. It causes suspicions of j sleight of hand. "Let him that stole, steal no more." It is necessary to have been a thief to steal, but there is a great deal of stealing not done by thieves, and I advise all those who obtain their livelihood in an improper j way, to earn it in a proper way hereafter. "BY THE SWEAT OF THY BROW." ' Every man should earn his own living. I do not say it is a misfortune to be born rich, but I do say that of one hundred men born without it, the chances to find virtue and happiness are better in the last hundred. He who is bom in life to rise early, to work, to earn his living, is the happy man. A man who works is healthier and happier than he who does not; and he is, moreover, debarred from those temptations which spring from the possession of wealth, and those pit-falls which have ruined so many young men. It is not only necessary to earn our own livelihood, but we must rise with the sun in summer, and before it in winter, and Work with our hands. There is no degradation in labor. It exalts the man. It was not disesteemed in earlier days. Only in Greece and Rome it was despised, because the Greeks and Romans owned slaves. The nation to which we owe so much, and from which we have learned so much?the Jewish nation?always honored labor. The Jews taught their children some little craft, aud they were not drudges. A drudge is a man who labors with his hand and has no mind to control him, no conscience behind it, no manhood. MR. BEECHER AS AN ACTOR. If I were a cabinet maker, do you suppose I could construct a cradle without singing a lullaby all the time? [Laughter.] Could I saw, plane and rub, (imitating the movement of these tools,) and not put my heart in the work ? If I did I would be a drudge. The < builder is a drudge who every time he drives a nail wonders where he can get a poorer aud cheaper oue. Men tell us that a man's character may be told by his writing. I can tell you the character of a builder and architect of a cold, big hpuse. That man would be heartless and bloodless. But go into a nice, warm, cozy house, and you would 6nd out that the man who built it was a social, good man with a heart and brains too. A LIE. Men do not like labor, because the worker ranks below the thinker. That's a Democrat ? ^-""1 '* ? T T ntvt mof Oft rtAA/1 OO Q HTT 1U ItJCIlLIg. X Otxy X ALU juou ao guuu no uuj other man, because all men are equal. I beg your pardon, all men are not equal. They are not equal in size, height, girth ; not equal in virtue; but all men are civilly equal before the law. When a man says, "I'm just as good as any man," it may be so, and it may not be so. When the universal man says so, it's a lie. That has been the grand blunder of the Communists and Internationals. They wanted all men equal with unequal means. The most productive part of man is the animal part. A man shears a sheep, and there are five hundred men in the same township who | can do the same thing. Then the wool is | sent to the manufactory, but there will not be | five hundred men who can weave the fiue cloth. The result is that the man who shears gets one dollar a day, while the weaver gets 1 three or four dollars a day. This is the result of brains and education. TRUE RESPECTABILITY. In Ohio, when I lived there, I knew eminently educated German gentlemen earning a dollar a day breaking stones for a macadamized road. Measured by avocation they were low; but they were thinkers, ranking higher. They were honorable men. ' A man who has been a hard worker all his life says to himself, "I have a smart boy, I'll give him chances I never had. I'll give him a good education. Yes, I'll make a lawyer nnfi of him." flmmoderate laughter.! In the month of June there will be five hundred thousand blossoms on every apple tree. There will be about three hundred apples, and the remainder will drop to the ground. It is the same in all professions. Out of five hundred thousand candidates there will be only three hundred professional men. THE CURSE OF WEALTH. The great trouble is, that men are more anxious to be rioh than happy. I never knew a minister who warned his people about being extravagant who refused to receive a good salary. I never derided wealth, never exhorted you to be economical, for I would just as lief walk into my yard and say to ray cows, "Oh, Alderneys, be careful of your milk 1" [Laughter.] A man may be rich and yet be a fool. Of one hundred who have wealth, but one knows how to use it. The insane notion that if a man only had wealth he wouldn't want anything else has been the ruin of many young men. Sudden wealth and immense wealth are the dream of many men in cities who have left their farms and workshops to come here. I venture to say that there are five thousand young men here between twenty and thirty years of age who have nothing to do. NEW YORK IS FULL OF THEM. I do not wish to be disrespectful, but ask one of them if he can do a day's work. He will answer, No. Are you good on shipboard ? No, I've never been to sea. Can you make a chair? No. Are you a blacksmith? No. Are you a carpenter? No. Is there anything on God's earth that you can do? No, not a thing. [Laughter.] Now think, what can you do ? Well, I am a good bookkeeper. [Laughter.] They can do nothing and can get nothing to do. Not alone is this the case in New York, but in all the large cities of the Union. WHAT THEY LAUGHED AT. Thousands of young men would starve to death on a hundred acres of land because they couldn't raise corn. They would be houseless and homeless in a lumber-yard, barefooted with all the leather in the swamp at their command. They have abandoned work, and want something nice and easy. I think that the respectable German in his six-by-nine attic, pegging away at his last, is much more roonoptnhlp than the vnunc man who has left 1VOJ/VV1/1.V.V ?- J a his father's farm before he learned to work. You ought to go to my house and see the number of applications that are made tome daily. Why, people must think that I own Central Park, and Prospect Park, and the I postoffice, aud the custom-house, and the navy ^ard. [Laughter.] They won't believe that I have no influence in Washington. [Laughter.] But I never turn them away. I sympathize with them and assist them when I can. I never say, "Young man, go West." [Loud laughter.] I try to encourage them. A WORD TO TRK RICH. Mr. Beecher next addressed himself to the ' wealthy members of his congregation, and [ said: Even if you are worth a million to-day, I your son may be forced to beg his bread be-! cause he can't work. Your daughters cannot: be chambermaids, or cooks, or washerwomen? ' what's to become of them ? [Laughter.] In ; one thing I would have you Judaized. There is an old and true Jewish proverb, which says: "He who brings up his child without a ; trade brings him up to steal." The papers : tell us of people going to seek their fortunes { in America. It should be work for their fori tunes. Tell your children to work. They 1 say it will kill them. Shall they live ? No. | [Laughter.] Shall they commit suicide? (No. What, then? Simply this: Eat the bread you earn or don't eat. Mr. Beecher closed with a touching peroration, in which, speaking of the rising generation, he said: "Let them be men who earn their living by the sweat of their brow, and who can hold up their big, hard hands and xl ? %???? tltAtr /llrl nnf say iuey uevei luue. a pcuur iucj u>u uw earn." ? Foom the Columbia Phoenix. FACTORIES. The elegant gentleman and learned Professor, Henry Junius Nott, who, for several years, occupied the chair of Belles Lettres in the South Carolina College, during the Presidency of Dr. Cooper, and for one, or perhaps two, years more, under the Presidency of Hon. R. W. Barnwell, (who yet lives and teaches our ingeniotis youth by precept and example the learning, the morals and the manners befitting a scholar and Christian gentleman,) used to object to the word "factory," as an unscbolarly clipping of the full word manufactory. He would say, in illustration of the tendency to mutilate words, "And now, young gentlemen, they have a so-called factory over the river." His allusion was to the 8aluda Factory or I manufactory, which was then in its infancy, and : which, after many reverses and changes, is now a well-established industry, doing a proI fitable business, under the management and i proprietorship of Messrs. Childs, Johnson & Palmer. We believe that the accomplished lecturer, were he living, and cognizant of its extraordinary success; would not any longer insist on his scholarly objection to the word. It now has the stamp of usage and approval. We propose to-day to give a leaf from the history of this establishment, in order, to show how easy, practicable and remunerative a pursuit is cotton manufacturing amongst us, when directed by sufficient capital, enterprise, intelligence and perseverance. At the meeting in this city of the Agricultural Convention, in April, 1869, when our present Agricultural and Mechanical Society was formed, Col. J. B. Palmer, President of the Central National Bank, and recently elected President of the Charlotte, Columbia and Augusta Railroad, read an interesting paper on manufacturing at the South. This paper was exDanded. and subseauentlv adopted as a report on the subject it treated by the Agricultural and Immigration Convention, held in Charleston, in May, 1870. Its demonstrations were clear and convincing to every one who heard or read them. It will be profita-, ble to reproduce them. The advantages claimed in this report of Col. Palmer, for the South over the North in manufacturing, may be summarized thus: 1. An abundance of unoccupied water-power in every Southern State. 2. A mild climate, not requiring fire for heating purposes for from more than one to three months in the year, and the cheapness of fuel. 3. Low wages, and the small cost of comfortable houses and gardens for operatives. 4. Superiority of Southern factory hands in industry, frugality aud in the quality of being easily controlled. 5. The cheapness of .freight on jams and cloths, as compared with lint cotton. The saving of freight on baggage, rope and other waste, and the use to which this waste can be put in manfacturing it into paper more cheaply here than at the North. These general positions Colonel Palmer supported by a comparative I * - - -X 1 A _ ?L -A..-: statement or tne actual cost or luaiiuiuctunug ! at the Saluda cotton mills, and an estimate of manufacturing at the North. At that time there were employed at Saluda in the manufacture of No. 20 yarn only 4,000 spindles (Jenks' ring travelers.) Now they employ 7,000, and the cost per pound of manufacturing is considerably reduced : Labor?Superintendent 37; carding 66; spinning 76; reeling 75 $ 2 44 Repair?labor and material, (machinery nearly new,) 22 Packing, bundling, Ac., labor and materials '58 General expenses?wAtch 13: hauling 32; findings 20; oil 15; salaries 64; miscellaneous 56 2 00 Total per pound 5 27 Add?loss by waste, (450 pounds cotton costing $90, and making but 400 pouuds of yarn,) 2 50 lOper cent, for wear and tear of machinery, charged to production, per pound, 1 26 Total cost of manufacturing cotton, worth 20 cents per pound 9 00 Freights to New York or Philadelphia 65; insurance 15 80 Cost cotton per pound 20 00 Total cost per pound of Southern yarn, (No. 20,J delivered in New York 29 80 The very lowest estimate I have seen of cost of manufacturing at the North places cost of lalior, repair, packing and general expenses at, per pound 10 24 Loss by waste, (cotton at 20 cents in Columbia would be 22| cents in New York ; 450 pounds cotton would cost $101.25, and would make 400 pounds yarn,) 2 81 10 per cent, for wear and tear machinery- 1 28 Total cost of manufacturing in the North... 14 31 Add coat of cotton 22 50 Cost of No. 20 yarns manufactured at the ' North 36 81 Showing a difference in fayor of the South of, per pound 7 01 Both using same quantity of cotton. Deduct commissions, cartage, Ac 2 01 And we have a net profit to Southern manufacturer, provided he sells at cost of Northern production 5 00 A similar comparison is made with the cost of English manufacture, showing a difference in favor ofSouthern yarn 4.75, without taking into consideration brokerage iu Liverpool, or the freights and charges on the cotton from Liverpool to Manchester. This would bring the difference between cotton manufacturing in the South and England to about the same figure, viz: five cents a pound in favor of the former. Happy might we be, indeed, if we only knew more fully, and rightly appreciated the advantages with which a kind Providence has blessed us. We do annreciate them, but not sufficiently. We have a teeming soil, capable of producing everything that man's wants call for; a genial climate, inexhaustible water i power, an excellent system of- railway com- I munications, and an industrious, energetic i population. To these, if we can but add good ' government, and the introduction of more < capital, and infuse into our people new ideas, < we shall start again on the high road to pros- ' perity. I i Serenity of the Dying.?It has so hap- i pened that I have seen many men and women 1 die. Without design or disposition on my part, I have very many times been present i when sick persons were ebbing to eternity. I J have seen men and women, young and old, I cultivated and ignorant, orthodox and hetero- ' i dox, in their last moments; and, as a rule, all f of them pass away, if not without regret, at ? least with entire resignation. None of them i showed dread of their future. Their thoughts 1 were fixed on what they were quitting, not on i where they were going to. I observed that j some of them were troubled, perhaps distressed, when they first thought they could not recover, but that, the nearer the end came, the 1 less apprehensive and the (aimer they grew. Having once banished hope, tranquility seemed to descend upon them as a substitute, and afterward, if free from physical pain, there was unruffled peace. If encouraged to believe that they might get well, or if they had a favorable turn, the old anxiety, with something of the fotrner apprehension, reappeared?proving that the mental disquietude was bom of their expectation of life, not of their fear of death. Thus was established a clear analogy between mental and spiritual anguish under the same circumstances. As w have seen, they who are badly hurt, or seriously ill, experience suffering in going back to life, while the downward path to death, both for the body and soul, is paved with smoothness and serenity. A SAUSA?E*STOBY.~ 1 A good many years ago, when the Methodists were rather unpopular in the Eastern States, a wittv divine of that denomination was serving bis second year in a country town in New England. It was rather remarkable in those days for the Conference^) aend the same minister two successive years to the same church, especially in a country town ; but it was done in this instance, and it seemed to be entirely satisfactory to oil concerned. The clergyman enjoyed the confidence and love of hia own church and parish, and he bad, by his piety and fidelity to the cause of Christ, won the respect and confidence of all good people who knew him, outside of his own parish. So the other two churches, Congregational and Baptist, had begun to manifest a spirit of tolerance toward him and his church, quite unusual for them. About thanksgiving time, a regular attendant of the Baptist church died; the Baptist minister was sick, and the Congregational minister was out of town. Under the circumstances it was decided to idvite the Methodist minister to conduct the funeral services. The invitation was accepted, and at the proper time the good clergyman started for the house of mourning. He had some four miles to travel on foot, and, to save distance; left the road and went across fields and through woods. Near this by-way where he was traveling there lived an old lady?a member of his own church. As he was so near, he* thought he would call a moment. The old lady did not go to church very often ; it was too far from her home, and she was lame, too ; she was^ therefore, of course, oveijoyed to see her minister, and what he had intended should be & momentary call was prolonged into quite a visit, in spite of all his efforts to get away. The old lady was making sausages when he called; At last he-told her he must go, but she said he must wait a minute while she put up a mess for him to carry home with him. He tried to explain to her the impropriety of her plan under the circumstances, but she was inexorable; take the sausages he must, and she could fix them so they would be no inconvenience to him, and the matter need not come to the knowledge of any one else. The sausAges were neatly done up in white cloth and snugly pinned and put in the pockets of his swallow-tailed qoat behind, a- parcel in each pocket Then he hurried away. Innocent, kindhearted old lady! she did not imagine what grief, shame, mortification and sorrow of heart this little act would cause her minister; and he, in his hurry to make up lost time, little dreamed what awaited him in consequence o? the old lady's gift. j When he arrived at the house of the deceased he found a large company waiting. The neighbors from far and near had assembled to pay their tribute of respect, and perform the last sad offices that the living can perform for^the dead; some had come with rtftrriflPM. and their horses were hitched to surrounding trees, fences and posts. They had allowed their dogs to follow tnem. There was a large gathering of men and boys about the door yard, waiting for the minister, who was late; the women had mostly gone inside, and the dogs were exchanging civilities or uncivilities, in true dog style, as they happened to take a liking, or a disliking, to each othertrotting about with their tails rolled up in rigid coils, scratching the ground, aside at a time, causing the dust to fly, and casting approved glances, or uttering low growls of warning, according as they felt toward each other. When the minister arrived he was recognized, shook hands with such as he was acquainted with, and was introduced to others. He had hurried to get there in time, had got heated up, and warmed the sausages in his pockets. They wire very savory, and were emitting a fragrance that came hi contact with the olfactory nerves of the hungry dogs. The latter left off their attentiohs to each other and began to snuff for the source of the pleasant odor, which they highly appreciated ; and they soon traced it to the minister. They clustered about him in a very friendly manner, but uo notice was taken of them, and when he went into the house they went too. A prayer was offered at the residence, auring which the dogs smelled out the whereabouts of the savory meat exactly, and in the doiDg of this they greatly annoyed the minister, and caused bis cheek to burn and his heart to ache. After the prayer the corpse was carried to the church, which was near by, and thither the whole company followed, where the services were to be more protracted. The dogs went, too, and soon after the minister took his place in the pulpit they began to skirmish around his coat pockets. If it bad been anywhere except in a church, or on any occasion except a funeral, the dogs would have been cudgeled and sent away; bat as it was no one wished to disturb* the quiet sanctity of the place, by the yelping of dogs. They seemed to comprehend the situation, and made the most of it. They went up into the pulpit a single one at a time?two and three at a time. Sometimes two companies would meet coming down from opposite sides of the pulpit, but all centering behind the minister, whose only means of defence was kicking out behind at them, by guess; but the dogs were wary, good at dodging, and none got hit. Thus the service went on. The mental anguish of the good minister cannot be described ; but there was no alternative?he must proceed as best he could. At last, to his great relief, he was about to close his part of the service by pronouncing the benediction?had already closed his eyes and raised his hands for this purpose?when a worthy deacon of the Baptist church wished to have the minister read a notice. The deacon was a man of rai.her diminutive size, and walked as lightly as a cat. He had approached the pulpit with the notice in his hand, unperceived by the minister, and was on the Stairs within reach when the minister raised his hands. The deacon, to attract his attention, twigged his coat-tail. Of course the minister thought it was a dog, and that it was necessary for him to kick once more, which he did. The deacon not on the lookout like the dogs, received the minister's foot in his side and tumbled headlong down the stairs. There was a scream, a rush of the deacon's family, a general uprising of the whole conjugation, and exit of dogs. In the midst of ;his confusion the minister waved his hand to estore order. After the people were seated md quiet again reigned, he told the people the itory of the sausages in all its particulars, which seemed a satisfactory explanation, and .he services proceeded ; but the minister was lever known to carry sausages in his coat locket again. "Mark Twain's" full name is Samuel Longhorne Clemens.