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PETER A. BRENNER & CO r 180C0U8ORS TO Q. O . ■OKTjISO’f AKD CO ,] *40 BROAD ST., (OPPOSITE OLD STAND) AUGUSTA, - - GEORGIA. n? i isr o s ChickerlnK’, Mason A Hamlin and Mathusliek. AIKEN PETES A. BRENKEBJt CO ■VOOUBOMTO 4.0. W»imoR AKD CO.,J 840 BROAD ST., (OPPOBITR OLD STAND AUGUSTA, • - GEORGIA. OTtG-JLl<T& The Old Reliable Xaeou * Hamlta.fbe Packard Orcheatral and Bar Stave. ARTHUR P. FORD, Editor. AIKEN, S. C., FRlDi«~JTJLY 13, 1888. j A Brother’s Keeper. iiours voit of ion uo oon. *T KART HABTWHLL CATKBkWOOD, PVBOB or “Obaqdx o’ Door,'* “ Stkpbu Guthrix,” ‘‘Tax Loxx Max’s Caxu,'* axd Othxb Stobixs. A prolonged snore from Mose covered the elimux of this story. Adam dragged him up blinking like an owl. “T’whoo-oo 1” imitated Adam. “Wake up, shicken-eater. The story’s told and the molasses is a warin’. You help me sling off these kittles.” “You musn’t let such back-achey, K esome yarns get into your head, Miss ebe,” said Tom Holmes. “It isn’t healthy. Life’s not a tug; it’s pretty much as one makes it. Here’s Painter over the Hollow. He could be living like a decent Christian, but sKuts himself up like a wolf. What if things haven’t gone to suit him! A man can’t boss the world. A man expects tp be trod on once in awhile, but let him Akc it with a good grace and kick back if he can, and it he can’t, grin about it.” “People who nre out of tho-water can<give luoh lucid instructions how to escape Irowning,” retorted^XJurley. “Vnu’we *t- irsys had a gooff time yourself.” There was some bustle in taking off the kettles and helping the sugar 'the party ihlfted about, talking. When Gurley brought Phoebe White her saucer of sugar, the said to 1dm: “I wonder what that hermit is doing icrots the Hollow! May be he’s sitting be fore his fire with his heart all bitter.” • “Perhaps he is," said Gurley, smiling in- lulgontly. “I’ve been down in the mouth myself when I was lonesome.” Tom Holmes looked at her with the unused contempt which experienced people Always bestow on visionaries. 1 “Go over and invite Painter to join us, Miss Phcebe,” he suggested. “I’d like to go and carry him some sugar, just to lot him know there were human be- ags in the world who could take a thought tor him.” “Do it,” said Tom. “I’m curious to know low he’ll receive you.” “I will,” returned Phoebe White, nettled, ‘•if some one pleases to show me the path. Hose, you forfeited your hat. Redeem it by foing across Black Hollow with me.” “I don’t care nothin’ about that old hat,” replied Mose, slouching into the lodge with A jarful of the grained sugar. “What’ll you be up to next!” disapproved Randy. “Nobody will go with her,” said McArdle, lastly, “ft is too absurd.” “Not at all absurd,” said Gurley, ready Kith another saucer of sugar. “Will you sake my arm, Miss White 1 I know every (topping-stone in the Black Hollow.” “Painter will shoot you both,” said Tom I /t “Is that your baby looking through the ioorl” said Miss Fawcett, twirling a willow twig which she had snapped off during her ride. ‘•The great monster! how he has add- rd to himself. Come here, Thomas Holmes, junior, and see your aunt.” Toddles slyly shut the door and patted sway. The vision was too wonderful for him. Miss Fawcett was exceedingly slight, And tremblingly alive. She had a low browed face, clear as alabaster, and the jolor of her eyes varied from yellow to vio let, according to their expression. They followed every speaker with change and (parkle, and her playful nostril and round ed cheek and chin spoke in unison with them. Phoebe White thought her the most beautiful womau in the world, as she her- »elf passed inside the door to be introduced. Hiss Fawcett stirred in response to the in troduction, and sent through the room a current of rose fragrance from the bunch jf yellow roses at her belt. “Y<?s, I came on Saturday so I should be §ure of seeing you,” she exclaimed. “Mr. Qurlcy has been telling me about you.” Mrs. Holmes lifted her eyebrows. “I’m very glad ho has,” said Phoebe, so innocently pleased by the sight of Miss Fawcett that the young lady laughed. “I believe we aren’t going to be a bit strange. I always hate or adore people on sight. Madam Druaie bore was a big girl at school when I was a little girl, but I pinned to her and Jiave hung on ever since, [hardly let her be courted in peace. To tffls day I believe Tom Holmes considers me a long-legged girl to whom he must per force offer his other arm if he wants a min ute with Drusie.” “You forget how early Cupid began his siege of you,” said Mrs. Holmes. “Siege l I don’t call it a siege when our people made the eugagement aud threw us at each othar. You should have seen the way that fellow used to glower wheo-his mother made him dance with me at children’s parties, Miss White. He trod ju my feet, too. I never forgave him.” “But ho has improved,” laughed Mrs. Holmes. “You can’t improve a Gurley. The old Irish is too strong in them. Can you both come and ride witb me! I know this is a busy morning witb you, Drusie, but I al ways made it a point to interfere witb your affairs.” Mrs. Holmes excused herself on many Accounts, so Phcebe White only went with Hiss Fawcett behind her ponies. “Where do you want to go!” inquired Miss Fawcett, as her low phaeton entered the road. “That is, after we have driven through Greensburg maiu streets. They are smooth, even at this time of the year, when other roads are full of ruts.” “Anywhere,” said Phoebe. “I love to be out-doors iu this humid air without having to feel the ground moist under my feet. Spring weather makes one feel so new.” Bhe bbought suddenly of Thomey, chop ping? v J. across the Black Hollow, and half regretted' being at ease herself and in the company of this untroubled girl. Miss Fawcett observed her closely from time to time as they poked along the fcnce- oomers. “ I’ve been abroad several years,” she laid, “and dropped all my old strings. The girls are changed about. In a school-town so many of one’s intimates are transients. We used to have the house full. Now it is really lonesome for me. I haven’t settled myself. Someti a js I think I never can set tle myself. You icnow my aunt lives with me, of course. But we don’t get on. She’s so set on having her own way. She's mamma’s sister. My father had no sister. Only a brother who went off and died, or be would have had half the property. It was real convenient of him. Besides he m, niia k yuiruTOT ;L J _ 4 THE DOOR WAS OPKXED. ' ' though she was so uncomely, her dress looked full of snuggling places for chil dren’s heads, and her large shoulder like a pillow for the forlorn. “ Now, take off your things and be com fortable,” she said. “ I was afraid you couldn’t come this evening, the weather’s ao raw.” “ I don’t mind the weather,” aaid Phcebe, “ when I am asked to supper witb you. Here you are shut in princess-like, with a red-hot forest stacked in your fire place, the woods outside breathing, and the kitchen kettle singing. I wish Thomey aud I were set up in a log-house life.” “How is Thomey!” inquired Mrs. Barker. “ He is well. He is so stout and braw ny.” She looxed at the hearth without brightening. “ 1 am glad he has muscles, anyhow.” Mr. Barker’s late to-night,” said the ichoolmaster’s wife. “His school is so full. He’s fitting some of the young men for col lege, and often helps them after hours.” . She hung up her guest’s wraps on deer Antlers. Several doors of various heights Dpened from this general room. Beyond [>ne the kitchen showed its burnished stove and tin vessels; another, stooping down ward a step, gave entrance to a bedroom, where Mrs. Barker’s best finery hung on the log wall protected by a muslin curtain. Two more doors just like it probably opened an similar state-rooms. But the master’s library was a bolder conception, cast out like a dormer-window from the main pile, to be entered by a pine archway hung with curtains of chintz calico. The shelves were very full. Rudely carved pyramids of pomegranates supported the master’s row of Greek authors. His study-chair was a gnarly stump, chopped into shape and cush ioned. A long clock in a cherry case filled one comer beside the fire-place, i ts yellow dial marked in Arabic figures. One iron hand pointed to five, and with a deliberate, rasping svoice, it told the hour. Phoebe stood on the hearth to warm her bands, while Mrs. Barker drew a table from the wall and set up its leaves on extra legs. The broad-boarded floor showed the many grooves this table had made in its many journeys. The master’s wife spread a cloth of unbleached linen, exactly balancing the ample folds at each table corner, and put her blue-edged dishes and horn-handled knives and forks in array upon it. Her talk with her guest was as brisk and con- Btant as the firm leather pat of her foot steps on the naked floor. She brought jams and finally scented cake from her store room. The master’s chair was dragged from his library to preside at the foot of the trousers. The master turned and drew • (witch off the mantel, where, from a 1 and jucy shoot it had dried in dist brittleness, and suggestively measured I Balance between hi» outstretched hand t ais son’s fat legs. i “That’s the hypotenuse,” threaten^ a master. The son set down giggling to >tber imaginary problems. Supper was coming upon the table. Mr. Barker’s basso seemed to revaHier among the dark joists. “Now, Miss Phcebe, let ns have that \ xmjugated before we blunt our minds sating.” Phoebe therefore plunged Into injunction and afterwards produced sxercise from her pocket; he examt frowning. “What’s this! This is too ambitious, good student keeps hisieye on the structuc >f the language; he doesn’t run after sent! ment.” “It’s the last part of Schiller’s ‘Diver and is familiar enough to every body ‘ me,” said Phcebe. “I did enjoy it. _ tense of much of it come to me without the dictionary.” “Yes, I don’t doubt it I” commented master, dissentingly snorting. “Lot bAU* you pronounce now.” 'it bears one along,” pleaded Phoebe, “even the foolhardiness which took hi under the water a second time after he brought up the cup in safety once.” The master liste.ied to her reading, j vent to gutteral corrections, while she tool her momentary stand in his book alcove.] The sash there was not so deeply imbedde in logs as were the other windows, and such] late light as still straggled across the clea ing illuminated her and her German text. , Mrs. Barker drew back her own chair froi^a the table and announced with housewifolj.. formality that supper was ready. Orcutt,' having suspended his ciphering to hear Phcebe’s oxercise, now briskly laid aside j his slate; and the master was willing to postpone further drill until he had Oiled the plates on the table. * *, “Come, Miss Phoebe,” said he. “Some day, with constant practice and the chance of conversing with intelligent Germans, you may get a fair grip of the language.” “What’s the matter, child!” exclaimed Mrs. Barker. “What do you see out there!” “ Oh, nothing, nothing,” replied Phoebe, coming swiftly away from the window. 1WHAT 1 THINK. >d. We will beat him r v w ‘WAKE trp. CHICKEN-EATER 1” Holmes, chuckling. “You are a pretty pair io go on such a fool’s errtecd.” When they returned, Adam called as soon is bo saw them at the edge of the camp. “You better limp back here fast, you tolks, what’s left of you. Camp’s breakih’ Ip and the horspittlo amb’lance is a-start- to’.v “You didn’t stay long,” remarked Holmes, standing by his democrat wagon, which bad just arrived to take his party home. Mose stared at the adventurers, sus pending his business of washing out the settles. “What did Painter do!” i -“Be took the sugar from Miss White and put some of it in his mouth,” replied hurley. “And thon ho threw the rest of it at your fcsad,” said Holmes. “But what’s he got in his house!” in- guired Randv. •‘Bottled snakes,” said Gurley; “Chemical tetorta and a furnace. I hud the merest (limpse before he shut the door on us. But K9 have a man of seieuco over the Black Hollow; perhaps an inventor: one who has at any rate fooled everybody as to his jtxtfacter and pursuits." .. “He ain’t fooled nobody in hia looks,” as- aeited Mose. Phoebe White was shivering close by the fire. She had not spoken a word since re turning McArdle auproOched and talked ;o ner, and she turn-d her face toward him to listen with apparent effort. Gurley was waiting to baud her into the democrat wagon where Randy Thompson already sat wrapped up like a sausage. After Phoebe had drawn up her scarlet wrap and fastened it rooie snugly around feor for the rido, Gurley saw her take a shabby portemounaie from her pocket and pass a crisp groeu note swiftly to Mo Ardlo’s waHUg band. “So McArdle borrows money of her,” the young man thought, with scorn, as he can tered home after they had separated. ‘Makes a sort of tributary chapel of her little school-house, to swell the church’s do- aations. I suppose be intends to marry her and spongo off her the rest of bis life. O that 1 had my will of him t" Psycho Fawcett rode over to return Mrs. Holmes’ call, and she handed in a card for Miss Phcebe White also. Miss Fawcett would not be taken into the room of state, but snuggled to the sitting-room fire of logs which was always kept burning there until the heated season put it out. “This is a sight ihat warms one’s soul. Madam Drusie,” said she. “Aud my soul *tHI8 is A SIGHT THAT WARMS ONR’S 80CL-” has been in a shiver ever since we came home.” “There ta not much of yon except your soul to skiver, my dear,” laughed Mrs. Holmes. “I thought I had grown vastly corpulent. But Cupid says I have wasted away. For hia society.” The idea of calling Jack Gurley Cupid i It always annoyed him; it made him so helpless with fury—a big bluff fellow to be mlled Psyche’s Cupid, especially when be jraa about sixteen, and all knuckles and feet. HTii W' puui muii”w mouth so he couldn’t speak plain; and I mow it would have torn me all to pieces. I can’t even remember bi». Mr. Gurley says you have no relations.” “ I have a brother,” said Phoebe. “I’d like a sister,” said Psyche. “An* older sister who would take all the care and leave me nothing to do but spend money. How nice it must be for you 1 You can live ; ust as Bohemian a life as you want to.” “I don’t think I like a Bohemian life,” said Phoebe. “Oh, I do! I’ve always wanted to be a boot-black or an actress or a wanAoring poet.” “When you have your beautiful home!” “Beautiful cage 1 who wants to be tied by her foot to a perch 1” “I should love every stick and every blade of grass on my homestead,” exclaimed Phoebe. “It tears me up by the roots tc •change from one place to another. I should think you would be so happy to have your home and all sorts of ties provided for you. No strain, no uncertainty, no half-witted brother depending on your undisciplined brains.” _ ”Is your brother half-witted! How ammus- Ing he must be. And it Would be perfectly delightful to me if I did not know what was coming to-morrow and the next day and the next.” “You wouldn’t like,” aaid Phoebe, forci bly, “to bo dogged by an evil fate, to have your best wishes crossed, to run like a fugi tive through the world.” “Y es, I should, said Miss Fawcett,” watch ing her with interest. “I should dote on it. There would be some variety in that. I - ■» ■» could come out a character instead of a tuft of swansdown—as Cupid calls me.” “And when you turned on this evil to fight it, suppose you had to fight, knowing it was part of you and you were part of it—aud you never could get away from it!” “That’s rather mixed. But one thing I do see clearly. You and 1 are in the wrong skins. You ought to be me and I ought to be you. You dote on the respectable and are just soaked with domestic fervor. 1 would love to be in some mysterious mess, and every day I want to pitch our unex ceptionable furniture through the conserva tory sash and start out in the world and seek my fortune. Travel cooled my noblo rage, but didn’t give me scope.” “1 didn’t say 1 was in any mysterious jness,” remarked Phcebe. “Look over yonder,” said Miss Fawcett, E Hntjng with her whip as they trotted in a vel space below the hill. “That’s Mr. Gur ley's property. Cupid is a fair to middling young man. He is, in fact, fcot bad. But do you suppose any gir wants to settle down there and watch cjws, and bear Jesse Stone’s wife count the eggs, go to church on Sunday, give regular parties to the Greensburg folks—year after year the same! Or would you like that sort of thing”’ “Oh, no,” said Phcebe, blushing, “that wouldn’t do for me at all.” Psyche laughed. “ When I get on witb you a little more 1 think I’ll call you Ruby,” she observed. “You have the color of life in you anil I feel wbat is almost the di amond’s grit. Do you like this long-necked classmate of Cupid’s — McArdle, Mrs. Holmes’ cousin?” “I am sorry for him,” said Phcebe. “His po sition isq’t comfortable.” “Poor dear,” observed Miss Fawcett. "And it comes to you to complain ?" She shook the tassel of her whip over the ponies and added: “ Never knit your brows at me, but hearken. Thursday evening of next week 1 am having the class at the Place, inform ally. There are nine or a dozen young men, jand some of them are nice, 1 believe, and some are what the English call nawsty. Wo shall have just as many girls, aud 1 want you to come; and perhaps deucing.” “Oh, I don't know them,” ciieij Phcebe. “You will know thorn plenteoualy by the time the evening is over. And this McArdle, who, id common with myself, finds life a pair of Chinese shoes, will lean upon you for the occasion, »pd escort you forth aud back, according to the custom of the coun try.” There was a double log-bouse standing at the edge of a cleared space, and, on Mon day evening, Phoebe knocked at the door. She was now remote from Greensburg, tip the hills, in the Barker district The door Was opened by a saw-framed, thick-nosed woman, with large, white teeth, which she displayed in instant wel- cpme- She kissed Phoebe White, an* table like a.throne oyer two snbnt-hnttmned By&m UiiJ one wooden chair with gilding on the back. The hostess’ sewing-rocker stood near the fire for Phoebe’s use. “I told Mr. Baker if he saw your brother to ask him to supper along with you.” “Thorney would be too shy to come,” said Phoebe, wistfully. “Vou ’npar very different to me,” re marked Mis. Barker, candidly, as dtie set’ down the maple sirup in a glass dish and arranged in a goblet the silver spoons she had bought with her own first savings, be fore she married Mr. Barker. “I always tell girls,” said the master’s wife, standing back and admiring them, “the first thing they ought to do is to get a set of spoons. Take some of your earnings and buy ’em whether you’re thinking of going to house- teeping or not. Then you have ’em.” “Thorney and I can hardly afford Blivet when we set up our house,” said Phcebe. “Merely to begin It will be a great under taking. But we have saved more than a hundred dollars between us, Mis. Barker." “Well, that does first-rate for two or phans. And I hope you’ve put it out safe.” “I—loaned a little of mine," said Phcebe, hesitating. “The rest I keep by me; to be always ready.” “Mercy I you oughtn’t to keop such a big sum m the house. You bear the spoons in mind," urged the master’s wife, laughing. “You ain’t going to keep old maid’s ball with Thorney for ever.” 1 hope I am. It would be almost too much to have a snug log-pile like this, and be sheltered up among trees, and uevei* tormented by anybody. Thorney is a good boy, and I have only him. It would be nice," said Phcebe, locking her fingers, “if I could be proud of him; if he were bright and handsome, like such young men as Mr. Gurley, and could direct and advise me in stead of my having to direct and advise him. But he can’t help it, you know, and I must just cover up his weakness as well as I can and take him for his good qualities.” “You dear child!” said the master’s wife. “He’s my brother,” explained Phcebe, sincerely. “And even if he appeared dis gusting to other people, it would be base for me to own to myself that I found him so. Other people do not know the best of him.” “Does he favor the father’s or mother’s side!” Inquired the master’s wife. “I don’t know,” said Phoebe. “But your kinfolks could tell.” “I don’t know any of them,” reajwfldefl Phoebe, briefly, and a great stamping out side the door broke through this conversar tiou. The master entered with a second and smaller self at his heels, excepting that he was gray and stout and his son was light- locked and chubby. He wore a blue army overcoat, aud the boy one of similar cut and color. “Well, here you are, Ogre,” said Mra. Barker. “The Ogre’s late to-night,” he responded, in a great bass. “He had five stupid fools to eat up. And here’s Miss Phcebe.” He advanced his square paw and shook her hand. “Are you going to eat mo for another fool, Mr* Barker!” “I hope not. But we’U see how you have your German. Orcutt Barker, take off your bat, sir, when you come under a roof, and speak to Miss Phcebe ” “I was waiting till you gave me a chance, sir,” responded Orcutt, boldly, with the ap pearance of enjoying skirmishes with his burry tether. “Mind your tongue, sir, mind your tongue,” growled the master, rolling his son’s bead between his palms. Neither of them could resist a tousling romp, which lasted until the elder felt sufficiently re laxed from tis day’s toil, when he at once resumed his mastiff-like demeanor, and Orcutt gravely shook hands with Phoebe and hung up their wraps. “Weil, Miss Phoebe,” said the master, planting bis feet on the hearth and gather ing bis coat tails under his arms, “what is the height of a tree on the opposite aide of the river, which forint one side qf a tri angle, the hypotenuse being " “Please, no, Mr. Barker. Try me with the German.” “What’s the hypotenuse, pa!” inquired Orcutt, immediately bringing slate and pencil. “There U nothing in the world,” said the master, “so beneficial and strengthening to the mind as that same science of mathe- matics.” “What’s the hypotenuse, pel” repeated Drcntt-imoortunately,twitching his father’s V “ WHAT’S THE MATTER, CHILD 1” '‘May be I fancied ope of the dlver’e mon sters had come up out of the whirlpool was grinning at me. I wish I could plunge into seme place and be hid and quiet for ever.' 1 She pat her hands over her face bu* na* rofflffTBTtop KHtraysoff: Mra. Barker put her arm arotHid Phoebe aud petted the girl’s bead against her shoul der. The master, with his fists clasped, the thumbs pointing upwards, one at each side of the pile of plates, glared sternly at hia pupil. “ You’ve been worried -out,” be pro nounced. “The children of that whole dis trict need killing. I’ve said so repeatedly. They’re a noisy, scandalous set.” “Oh, no,” said Phoebe. “Yes, they do. Some of them ought to bo skinned slowly and hung up in the sun to dry, Adam and Mose Guy, for instance.” “Adam and Mose Guy ain’t children,” piped Orcutt, “and they don't go to school any more.” “They used to,” maintained the master. “I can’t control myself Tfcry well,” plead ed Phoebe, drying her face. “But nobody is to blame.” “She has to carry too old a bead,” said Mrs. Barker, putting her guest in the gilt- backed chair and spreading her napkin. “She ought to be thinking of young folks and a good time, aud here she is worrying to save money, and studying Dutch between whiles. Next time you come, Mr. Barker shan’t bold a school examination over you.” “Do let him! How little I shall ever know if Mr. Barker does not train me. And I have been seeing young people.” She began to tell about Psyche Fawcett, aud talked rapidly while the meal lasted. After supper the master aud bis son went into the twilight, chopped wood and kindling, fed the pig, and carried fodder to and milked the cow. In the midst of these homely cares, and while the master’s bass reverberated among solemn trees with Old Hundred, Phoebe’s voice aud presence broke into bis hymn. She was stauding wrapped iu her scarlet shawl ready to- go heme.” “ Good-night, Mr. Barker. I must hurry this evening.” “ But you are not going home now. You aro going to spend the evening, and may be stay all night.” “I must go,” said Phoebe. “ Wait till I’ve milked. the strippings, then,” commanded the master* “ You can’t go alone, it’s dusk.” But repeating good-night, Phcebe was already on the path through the woods when Mrs. Barker ran out of the cabin after her. However, the master bad scarcely carried his frothing pails into the house when Mrs. Barker came back, drawing her shawl to a focus over her nose. “She wouldn’t let me go a piece with her,” said the master’s wife. “I don’t know wh it possesses that child to-night." She looked anxious as she hung her wrap on the deer-antler. “I’ll just step out and overtake her,” said Mr. Barker. “ Don’t,” “ But she oughtn’t to go alone through the woods, ought she! ” “ She isn’t alone, Ogre, dear. A man met her just out of the clearing. That’s why I turned back. 1 saw she wanted me to.” “ May be it was her brother, or one of the neighbors’ boys." “It was a stranger. I took a good look at bun, and enough worse looking he is than her poor simple brother. I don’t like it. And her getting so excited before supper, as if she saw something out of the window —and all.” “I don’t like it either,” aaid the master, rubbing bis grizzly head. (TO BE CONTDfUXDj Effects of Kentucky Whisky. Louisville, Ky.. July 2.—Near Pine ville last night Jas. McGorge and Bill Smith, special sheriff deputies, 'shot each other to death. They were sent to arrest some violators of the local whisky laws Reiurning they stopped at a floating saloon on the Cumberland river, and while drink ing there they got into a wrangle over a pistol taken from a prisoner. Smith had the pistol and in the scuffle to keep it, shot McGorge through the nsek. McGorge drew his own pistol and shot three times wildly as he fell. One shot struck Smith in the head, killing him instantly, and the other two wounded BUI Beskins and an other bystander. McGorge will die. The people were much excited over the affair, and the owner of the boat abandoned it and is hiding. ▲ woman of poHah—the laundren. [artety of Optnloos from Many Sources i Republican Ticket as Vis wed from i Standpoints. Vilas—“Cleveland will be --We Times will give Cleveland and i its hearty support. James G. Blaine: “It is a good nomi- i nation. 1 ’ t Don Dickinson—“That tem plank in the twelfth hour [them.” rills American: The nomination jn and Morton means a fight both Indiana and New York. Senator Vance (Dem.) of North Caro- na—“I am a Democrat and it suits me. [Well beat him so badly his mama won’t teoognize him.” Senator Vest (Dem.) of Missouri,— .'Admiration shudders and shrinks into oonttailpeeket of chagrin in the ' tof Harriso Stsily. few York Timee (Ind.): Albeit not a . {nan. General Harrison is a citizen ll the Republio, who has done worthily fnoh share of public work as has de volved upon him.* * * Senator Wade Hampton—it is the bent nomination that could be for the Democratic party. It in ie weakest nomination the Republicans have made. apresentative Bynum (Dem.) of In- 'The best they could make. Rut i will carry Indiana. The Pacific coast i lost to the Republicans. Secretary Bayard—“I don't see why [arrison should have been selected. He a man of fair abilities, against whom can be said, bat stiU, it seems me like a surprising nomination.” New York Tribane (Rep.): In his >le career as soldier and statesman jamin Harrison has displayed a ad judgment, a well-balanced mind, d a character of the highest merit. Baltimore Son (Dem.): While not a of commanding intellect, or here- bfore a recognized leader of his party or out of the Senate, General Ham- ion has nevertheless been regarded as a itieman of excellent parts and of irre- * »ble private Ufe. News: The Republicans nominated Benjamin Harrison, a 1 lawyer and politician, for avi P. Morton, a New ark banker and politician, for Vice- resident. It cannot be said that these atlemen make a strong ticket. [Atlanta Journal: We cannot regard '’ticket as an exoeptionaUy strong one 'ie Republicans, and we are inclined I belief that it would have been a Unger one if the positions of the nom- had been reversed. tmrg(Va.) Index-Appeal (Dem.) \ nominee for the first place on the ihblioan Presidential ticket seems to ye been selected more on account of . availability as the favorite son of the ibtful State than for any individual of his own. apolis Journal (Bep.) “If his atlon were not so clearly the re- ' human wisdom, we could call it iel (Dem.) says: “General 3n’s nomination is not in any i a strong one.” su Telegraph: Democrats should make the miateke of believing that, j>ugh the Republican candidates are imonplaoe men aud their platform a aronghly bad one, their own candi- i can be easily elected. Douglass, State secretary of the Gwenback party says: “There are 20,- ! voters in Indiana, remains of the Greenback party, who will vote ily against Harrison. The policy of j present administration has been ao- ptable to the Greenback party.” ipresentative Burrows (Rep.) of gan: “Harrison can carry every StAto that Rlaine carried in ’84, He wiab sweep Indiana, New Jersey and CvSnnectieut will fall iu line under the bafcner of protection. The soldiers will suKiport him enthusiastically.” ■the Atlanta Constitution says iu one of |its leading editorials: There is one fact that need not be diAguised, and that is that Harrison will bel a stronger man before the country th#n Blaine would have been. He is a of high character, and appears to ye conducted himself as decently dur- - 1 --- political career as any Republi- ild be expected to do. in| ; his oup cou! K. McClure, in Philadelphia Times (lAd.): It is just fair to say that General Harrison is a.clean, creditable Presiden- candidate, and his nomination in* ▼itfles the country to turn from the fie idish jackals ot low grade politics to so terly consider and decide the grave na ional issues which are to be decided by the American people in November ne it. tk v The Way Girls Do. ‘Oh, Kitty! I’ve something the best to tell you!” No?” ’Oh, but I have, though J” 'Do tell me, quick!” 'You’ll never lisp it to anyone?” •No, indeed!” ‘I wouldn’t have you breathe it for i world!” ‘Oh, I won’t.” 'Not to any one, remember.” ‘No—hope to die if do.” 'Well, then—oh, it seems so funny!” 'Oh, do burry up and tell me.” I’m afraid you’ll toil.” 'Oh, indeed, indeed, I won’t.” ‘I’d never forgive you if you did.” Well, but I won’t.” He might not like it, you know.” Who’s he?” *Ob. I forgot! How foolish I am!” ‘Are you ever going to tell me?” •Yes; yee—I said to myself right away thAt I’d tell you anyhow.” ' 'Well, do, then/’ ‘Well, then—oh, you will be awfully eqi prised!” 1 fob, do harry and tell.” ‘Weil—I—I’m engaged!” No?” •Yee!” ‘Well, who to?” To Charlie Lawson.” Why—Lol—Brigham! ’ ’ ' 'I am!” ' 'Tee, hee, bee!” Isn’t it funny?” Why, you old darling!” Don’t you congratulate ige?” Ot course I do. Charlie’s perfectly loviely. I’m awfully glad for yoo both. ” ' 'Oh, thanks!”—Detroit Free Press. «•» GEORGIA’S MONSTER SNAKES. Stories of Then Revived by Attacks on Horses and Cmttle. (Philadelphia Times Correspon ent.) Athens, July 2.—H. H. Carlton, the Representative from the Eighth Con gressional district of Georgia, has a magnificent suburban home in sonthern Athens, to which is added an admirably equipped farm. Mr. Carlton takes especial pride iu his horses, of which be has a large and valuable stock, but which during his residence in Washing ton spend most of tbeir time in a rich pasture at some little distance from the house. A few days ago two of the Congress man’s horses became afflicted with an ailment which baffled veterinary skill. They came up from the pasture limping, with inflamed and running sores on their legs. Tbeir eye-sight, too, ap peared to be affected, while a heavy dis charge of muons' from the mouth and nostrils gave indications of lung fever. Medicine was copiously administered, but both the animals died. Other* of Mr. Carlton's stock were taken sick' in a similar manner, and in a short time the disease broke out among the fine blood ed stock of several gentlemen residing near by, and several of the animals have died. The matter was, of course thor oughly investigated, but without result, until it was given wide publicity. - There are living in and around Athens several of the early pioneers of Wilkes and Madison counties, who near ly fifty years ago were actively engaged in agriculture there. When the news of the trouble with the hones became known these old people unanimously dealared it to be caused by the bite of a species of monster serpent known as the ‘homed” or “bull” snake. Fifty years ago, they declared—and thair state ments have been verified—this section of the country was overran by these reptiles, and so desperate was their war fare against cattle that it was only with the greatest of care that any stock at all could be preserved from them. It was not until parties of hunters rid the country of theae reptiles that cattle could be raised here. To describe these venomous reptiles almost necessitates one laying himself open to the imputation of writing a “snake stofy.” Your correspondent has never seen one of them alive, but he has seen the preserved skin of one, a mon ster some five feet in length and of un- proportionately huge girth, which was killed near this city about ten years ago. The color is dark brown, and on the end of its tail is a spur or horn of about three inches in length, somewhat re sembling the spur on the tail * of a scorpion, although, of comae, very much larger. All this I can positively vouch for and prove, if necessary. But I can only give you tradition as to the way iu which this now almost extinct snake carries on its warfare against cattle. The old settlers state that the snake would strike at their foes by throwing-their tail foremost, and, with the homy appendage described, dealing a deadly wound. As is the case with the rattlofuiake, they can thus pro ject themselves, albeit tail foremost, for several feet. These old people were wn some of the. wounds on the ’ olaring them to have been caused by a bull snake. Farmers now living in Madison county, bard by Athens, nave often been brought into contact with theae monsters, and unqualifiedly ex press themselves in a similar manner. This story would be hardly complete were no mention made of a statement E ven your oorrespordent by an old iy, Mrs. Clarissa Evans, of this city, and corroborated by her children—now men and women. Mrs. Evans says that on her farm in Madison county she and her husband once encountered one of these snakes in a sapling thicket. Her husband struck at the serpent with a fence rail, and the serpent simultane ously struck at him with its tail. Mr. Rvans dodged the blow, and the ser- ESTABLISHED, 1881. pent’s horn grazed the bark of a poplar sapling. This happened about noon. By night the leaves of the tree were en tirely withered and by morning were black, dry and shriveled. The Joint Sommer Meeting. On the occasion of the meeting of this Society daring the Grange Encampment at Spartanburg, August 6th to 11th, the 8th of August has been assigned the So ciety on which day to hold its annual summer meeting. The meeting will con vene at 11 o’clock a. m., when the fol lowing order of business will be ob served at the morning session and the following essays read. Test of the purity and vitality of seeds, by Prof. R. H. Loughridge. Diversified industries as promotive of agricultural prosperity, by Hon. Samuel Dibble. The nature and treatment of oonta- S oua diseases of stock, by Dr. B. clnnes, Y. S. The ideal farm, by Hon. John S. Veraer. . Vib'oulture, to be assigned. The Southern dairy, to be assigned. This annual gathering of our people from all sections of the State at the dose of the cultivations of the crops, to com pare notes as to the best modes in the preparation of the soil for seeding, the kind of manure, how much used and the cultivation of the various crops, aud the results obtained, is a pleasing and profitable occasion for the numting of the farmers of the State. Betides the pleasing intercourse of our people, the subjects for essays are practical, and the essayists are gentlemen peculiarly fitted to treat the subjects assigned. The discussion on eacn essay is anoth er pleasing feature of the occasion, fur nishing much useful information to those whom intended to benefit. All things considered, it would seem of the highest importance that there should be a full turnout of our people at Spartan burg duringthe second meeting of the -State Farmers’ Summer Encamp- Inter meat. A Railroad Wreck in Montana. £ir. Paul, Minn., July 3.—A Helena (Mi >ut&nq) special says: “Au east-bound Nortbera Pacific passenger train jumped the! track on Sunday night at Gold Creek, fifth miles west of here, the day coach, dining and Pullman can rolling into a ditch. Mias Nelson, of Riley & Wood’s TEtttrlcal Company, and Sir. Ulin, of Miesoula, Montana, were seriously injured. Many others were injured, but not danger ously. Guarding Against Falsehood. Dunn was an English farmer who em ployed a laborer named PauL Mr. IhLin one day asked Paul to take lunch eon, and Paul refused; but afterwards the workman repented, aud went to ask for the food. “No,” was Mr. Dunn’s answer; “you said yon would not eat, and I never allow any lies to be told in my house.” “So,” said Panl; “I lost my dinner.” Next week Paul returned to his work, the thought of his lota meal still rankling in his mind. Mr. Dunn asked him again whether he rould take gome luncheon, and, determined this time not to be done, Paul said, “Yes.” A huge Gheahire oheeee was set before him uncut, and Paul inquired, M Where shall 1 out it?” “Just where you please,” said Mr. Dunn. “Then,” mid Paul, “I'll eut it at home, and—you won't have any lie* told in your house, you know.*' A pocket-book is paradoxical. The imalkr the size the greater the tight. THE NEW FIRST READER. Slnapla L«—as. Rat P—lg—d far Cl bat Adaptad far tka Pal—fatlaa ta ' (Prom the Detroit Free Preea j Lesson I.—“Do you see the machine?' ’ “Yee, I see it; if ie estrange thing. What is it for—a brickyard?” “Oh, no; it is called a staffer.” “To stuff sauaagea." “No; to stuff school children. Come and exmiue it You put a child from 10 to 14 yean of age into this end, and into othar you pUoe ‘ thirteen examt fractions, three pages of hitaoryTtwo of grammar, three of orthography, an hour of writting and a yard of idgebn. and then all is ready to loosen this sp and the child is duly staffed.” “It must be very nice.” “It is. The schooling of the average -npil can be shortened op several y '> to the spring, this process, much honor and die the too town, and some have two- You run up and down four pain of xpand your lungs.” •- IL—“What has Charles proof credit of the teeoher.” “But don’t children stuffin?” “Lota of them, hot it is laid to a “Aire there many staffers in asst” “There Wan average of one to every school in town, and some have two- You may now run ’ ' staias to ex Lesson found?” “It is a bumble bea.” p “Does he know what it is?” “He does not. He is too young unsophisticated for that. He ihinfr. it is a Waterbary watch some millionaire has had the msifortune to lose.” “And he will try to wind the watch up?” “He will. Let us move on. It prom isee to be e harrowing nnntis end we had beta be as faraway as poetible.’' Lesson HI.—“Do yon see the man?” “Yes, I eee him. He is swinging in a hammock under the trees. Hemtita be rich to take his eese while other lEtfi work. How many millions is be wortit?” “He will never have the tenth part of million cents.” “But he is not at work.” “Oh, yes, he is. He is e sidewalk in spector for the city, and is now putting in time.” "Can he inspect sidewalks while lying in a hammock?” “He can. He was selected on account of bis greet brasn power to do snob ».” /ill I ever know enough to become a sidewalk inspector?” “It ie barely possible, and much depends on your making your solid with certain city officials. Be Commencing at your tender age to developed into a ward striker you may in time get there, al though the field is always crowded.” Desson IY.—“Ah! here comes a poor, old man, leaning heavily on hia cane. You may give him a penny if you wiah.” "It is sad to see one so old aud poor. Do you know him?” T do. His name is Goneooon.” 'That is a funny name. Why is he go poor?” “Because he lota his job. He need to be the city gas inspector.” “And did he live in a and inspect gas?” Borne of the time, bat hie favorite method wga to tit in • saloon with hie feet on a beer table.” all right gas inspector finding anything wrong with the gas. The grit was all nght—so was the inspeotor.” “Then way did they bounce him?” “It a— the work of the newspapers. They were jealous of the great brain power it took to hold a saloon ehair down r $1,500 a year. The aldermen held his plaoj for him for several yean, but at lata the public kinked ao hard he had to go.” •‘And didn’t he find another job?” “No, my son. It broke his heart in two, and he gave op all hope after that.” -—Detroit Free Press. AN AMAZON IN OREGON. An Invitation to Dinnor and a SnrpriA# for a Part j oa Hortabaek, The jar of heavy feet was heard. Some young horses came down a steep hill at full run. Behind was a reckless, rapid rider. The loose stock hnrf peat. The horse that bore the rider was tm—ng its head madly and slinging a white foam in flakes from his mouth. ’ He was a rearing, restless, heavy built, regulation broncho, bat it was remarked that he was well under control, for he seemed to be fairly rifted from aide to aide by the reins at the will of tike rider, who drew up to our resting place. We started in a way that was not mannerly, even in the wilds of Oregon. The rider of the restless pony was a young girl She waited with embarrassment for ns to tell our errand. “Who lives here?” we asked. “I do,” she replied, in a tone that did not make us feel any more at home. ‘•Whose garden is this?” was the next question. “Mine.” After a pause she added: “Can 1 do anything for you, gentle* men?” “WeU, well, no,” was about the only intelligible answer at command. “Will you come to, the house?” she added; ^It is near dinner time.” As she rode before we looked upon a graceful rider, a well-rounded, neat figure, a brunette, with the languid beauty so much admired in the FiajffaTiifm women, dad in coarse, strong, short skirts, below which showed a «mxii boot and a keen, bright'spur. Her rich Rid dle was new, strong and double rigged. Her horse had not stopped at tire gate till she sprang to the ground. My companion stepped forward with a Chesterfield bow, but too late to assist her. She asked us to go to tha house while she led her hone to the stable. When we were within a rod of the door we both started with surprise. A re pulsive, sullen, scowling Indian was at each window. We were greatly surprised to learn that our hostess wee a half-breed. In her features or actions we had observed not one trace of the Indian Her de meanor wae modest, while at the same time she was folly imbued with that “Did n’t Know’t Wit Loaded” May do for a stnpid boy's screese 7 but wbat oan be said tor the pareat whe •ess bis child languishing dally and fkiis to recognize the want of a toaio and blood-purifier? Formerly, a ooufss ta hitters, or sulphur and molasses, was the rule in well-regulated feinlltse 7 liht'wetv all intelligent households kata Sarsaparilla, which ie at oace to the taste, and the mot effective bleed medicine ( Nathan 8. Cleveland.« ■ ; t * / until 1 Boston, writes: “ My dangbter, years tad, was in perfect health rear ago when she began Fatigue, headache, debili indigestion, and lose ot 1 eluded that all her comp In impure blood, and indueod herto take Ayer's Sarsaparilla. Thfti medic ine toon restored* her blood-makiniz oral the, spring time.” Western liberality that allows no tnau to “bout an invitation to partake of - or night’s lodging. We bade her good-bye reluctantly, and continued our hunt, thinking ho4t much more appro- mate each grace and such wealth would e in the circles of eoeietj then on the beck of a broncho.—San Francisco Chronicle. BiaxweU W1U Surely Hang. St. Louis, July 4 —Governor More house was in the city yesterday, and qoee- tioned a* to hit action upon the Maxwell petition for a commutation of the deeth sentence. The Goveroor refuses to frfWMi himself upon the subject to nempiner men. but to others he aaid positively that be would not interfere with the course of the law. Yesterday the doomed man’s mother and-sister ptid him another visit at the Four Courts. They were much more cheerful In appearance .than on their l rioos visit. Mai hia mother and 1 the result of his ernor on the they makes J. Castright, Brooklyn Power Co., Brooklyn, N. Y.^ says; “As a Spring Medicine, I And e splendid snbefitate for the old-tiine compounds in Ayer’e Sarsaparilla, with a few doeea ta Ayer’s nils. After their use, I feta timber and stronger to go through the summer.” • Ayer’s Sarsaparilla, PRxraaxn k ‘ Or. J.'O. Ayer A Co., Lowell, Maas. Fries gl; six bottles, #»• Worth #S a battle. V. W. WILLIAMS. Real Estate Ag’t. For Sale. ARM 126 ACRES 1-2 mlleofMont- X? morenci Station. A nice Cottage and four new tenant houses on traet. 1600 of the celebrated Niagara, crape, orchard of Yeung Le Conte Pears ana Apples. —ALSO— 1084 3-4 acres one mile of station. Both very choice. —ALSO— Building lots on Boulevard Colea and Colleton avenue, destined to he the popular portion of our city for pri vate residences. —ALSO— Several hougge with large lets ioon- tedcentrally. \ HT" Turnbull Zaurens Street, Aiken, S. <?. HE public are invited to inspect mv stock of AM- T ;hoici family wl$t*h I am selling at rock bottom pruks. I buy none but the neat and ell as cheap as the cheapest. Canned Goods in great varietv and from the best houses. WM. TURNBULL. E. A. SOMMER, :G: Laurens St. and Richland Avb. BAKER AND CONFECTIONER. DEALER IN Groceries, Tobacco aid Cijars. I will keep constantly on hand Fresh Bread, Cakes and Pies and al so Fruit and Vegetables which I Will sell at reasonable prices. A share of the patronage of the Aiken public is respectfully solicited. E. A. SOMMER. Laurens St and Rkuiland Avb. _ , Aiken, 8. C. H. P. METTE tc CO., KEEP ON HAND A FULL LINE OF FURNITURE. Including cheap ChamberlSults,|Mat~ tresses, Baby Carriages, Cradles, Sew ing Machines, Wardrobes,Feather Ptlk lews, Bureaus, Bedsteads,Chairs, etc., r SELL ON INSTALLMENTS i DISCOUNT FOR CASH. ( H. P. METTE A CO.. Curve Street. - - - Aiken, 8. C. ' PAVILION HOTEL. Charleston. S. O PASSENGER ELEVATOR AND ELECTRIC BELLS. House fresh and clean throughout. Table best in tbe South. Pavilion Transfer Coaches and Wagons at all trains and Boats. Rates reduced. Beware of giving your Check to any one on Train. Rates 82 00 # $3 M. f! - " - ifi! Augusta, - - Georgia. BVBT f 2.00 HOUSE IN THE SOUTH. ■ 1 > Headquarters for Oommeroial Men. Centrally located near R. R. Crossing. L. £. DOOLITTLE, Proprietor, Formerly of Tontine Hotel, New Haven, Conn. Alto, Weet End tHT Free emnlbas and baggage wagon for every guest ef this honse both from and to the depot. Hotel, Long Branch J. N. Wright’s Hotel 1 8. L. WBIQHT 4 B( COLl