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Jdtfrersim Intelligencer ALL'S WELL. The sad repinings of the human heart, Why do they throng to fill us with regret? Surolv, wo strive full well to do our part, And. eanaot see wherein we err e'en yet. The tender longings of the weary soul, What do their voices whisper to our ear ? That naught of earth can yield a perfect dole, Of finite life exist without a tear! This reachingout for that which we Rave not, This hope that corrrfort will come by and by ; lnseperable seem from mortal lot; False dreams of bliss will haunt us till we die. For thus it is the soul is lured along Through grief and gladness to the final hour When all will be revealed in sweetest song, And man shall glorify the guiding power. Soldier, march on ; the days are dead_behind thee! Courage and cheer ! thy longings lead aright. No wordly chain of doubt or dread should bind thee? A golden dawn dispels the gloomiest night. THY. NAME. I told the rose thy name?it blushed and stirred; Its petals trembled as in ecstacy ; I cried thy name aloud?and lo ! the bird Burst into song within the thick-leaved tree. I spake it when the morn was gray and cold, Andstraight from out his east shot up the sun; I spake it in the night?the clouds that rolled Above dispersed, the stars came one by one. Should any whisper it when on my face The black earth lies, calm sleeping under? ground, I think my heart again would beat a space, And that my lips would tremble at the sound. And if before the gate of heaven I came, And could for my own worth no entrance win, I think that then, if I should name thy name, The eternal doors would swing and let me in. ANYTHING FOR A CHANGE. Nellie Tyrrel was a very pretty girl; but very whimsical and impatient. She read nov? els all day, and felt deeply the gross injustice of fate in not making her life like the lives of the heroines of fiction. Chesnut Farm was a miserable place, in Nellie's view, and not a bit like a manor, or a grange, or a castle. Noth? ing mysterious or tragic could ever happen on such prosaic ground, nor could anything extra? ordinary occur to any of the people who lived there. Day after day the same monotonous drama was enacted. The A- train passed up in the morning and passed down again <tn the afternoon; but the passengers seemed to be always the same people, and certainly it was the same locomotive and train of cars. Here was breakfast, dinner and supper; twice a week John Mortimer paid a visit; occasionally some one else dropped in, and in this set of incidents was comprised the entire history of life. Nellie was ennuied to death. This lovely autumn afternoon she sat in the doorway of her uncle's pretty farmhouse, a book in her lap and rebellion in her heart. The wind was v sweeping the red leaves from the trees, and the long, tedious summer was fast coming to an end. "How much all this reminds me of my life!" mused Nellie. "I am growing old without ever being young. From the instant we are born we begin to die; but some of U3 more rapidly than others. Good heaven ! will there never be a change V . "Nellie," said a little boy, making a sudden appearance from the interior of the house, "Aunt Mary says you mustn't sit here, because it is too chilly. You will catch cold." "I hope not," answered the young lady, with infinite scorn. "I may come in presently." ' "But she wants you now" persisted little Frank, her mischievous brother. "I shall come when it pleases me." "That's rude, Nellie, and I daren't tell auntie that. There's company in the parlor, and she told me not to tell you, and she wanted to sur? prise you, and they will be gone away soon if you don't come in," said Frank, with that de? fiance of grammatical proprieties which is the pleasant privilege of childhood. "Company ! Some bore, I dare say ; but any? thing for a change. Nothing could be duller than sitting here." So Miss Nellie went in. She found Aunt Mary conversing with the handsomest young man possible to imagine?tall, dark, slender, rather piratical-looking, but on that account only the more attractive. He might have sat for Lord Byron's "Corsair" or "Lara"?in fact, for anybody very wicked and very splendid in appearance. Aunt Mary rather stiffly intro? duced him as Mr. Lionel Chelmont. Nellie could hardly speak for embarrassment. Here was her beau-ideal at last I It presently appeared that Mr. Chelmont was an author. He was even now engaged upon a book, and, being desirous of a rural solitude until he could finish it, he had called upon Aunt Mary to obtain board and lodging with her, jf possible, for a month or so ; if impossi? ble, to obtain information where such accom? modation in the vicinity could be had. "It is so quiet here," he said, in a thrilling, modulated voice; "and quiet is what I se?k. I have lived in such a whirl of excitement du? ring the summer, that I am bent on trying the opposite "extreme. 'Sick with pleasure, he al? most longed for woe,' as the poet says, and really the sentiment expresses my own feelings exactly." "It is very dull in winter," said Aunt Mary. "The duller the better," laughed Mr. Chel? mont. "I don't have time for anything but my book. I should be under a load of obliga? tion if you could accommodate me, and shan't be in the way at all; and as for price, anything you like to ask will meet my views exactly." He had such a careless, scornful way of Bpeaking, that Nellie already half-loved him. This indifference about what be was to pay was so romantic, and in such contrast with Aunt Mary's penurious ideas, and John Mortimer's greedy countings up of the shillings and pence! And how admirably he was dressed?at Chest? nut Farm he looked out of place. His proper sphere would be a mighty castle of some kind ?one of these amazing structures described in stories?with slaves around him, and all that sort of thing. Aunt Mary finally decided to take him for a fortnight, at least?his sojourn after that time to be longer, if mutually agreeable?"and pay? ment," she coughed, rather grindy, "in ad? vance." At this Nellie's ears tingled?it was I really so coarse, she thought?but Mr. Chel? mont merely said : "Admirably business-like! I respect that j quality; for I haven't a particle of it in my i eompositioo. I scarcely know how to count Boy own money, and I never was able to learn the multiplication table." So he paid the fortnight's board in advance, and was established. Here was a chance, at least, and Nellie began to kuow somthing of happiness already. At first Mr. Chelmont's book claimed a great deal of his attention ; for he remained in his room nearly all the time. He showed the effect of this confinement, being pale and without appetite ; but he was always lively and agreea? ble, and very soon Aunt Mary began to like him better than she could have ever believed would be the case. She encouraged him to spend more of his time down stairs, and then it came to pass that very soon he began to employ all of it there. Sometimes he acted a little oddly ; but Nellie said it was the eccentricity of genius, which explanation her aunt accepted as satisfactory. And so the time went on?for Nellie a glorious dream. The periodical irruptions of John Mortimer were the only disagreeable phases, for John was jealous. Nellie had been hid affianced for two years?an interval of laborious pecuniary accumulation on his part?and this constant i association with Mr. Chelmont was not relished by John at all. He hated the author and the author despised him. Mr. Chelmont soon made himself known to all the families for ten miles round. By means of tact and address he got up a great many social gatherings, and was the lion at all. He appeared to forget all about the quiet and re? tirement he had come to seek; for he took Nellie to a party or a ball two or three nights every week. "Time," as he often said, "seemed to fly like the wind." One evening John Mortimer's jealousy reached a crisis. He brought Miss Jennie Bell to a party, when Nellie was to be with her | usual attendant, hoping to irritate his betrothed | into some decided action. He succeeded ; but in a very unexpected manner, for Nellie, with a contemptuous laugh, said: "John, you are only making a goose of your? self. I don't care a pin whom you flirt with." He saw that she was speaking truth, aud the next minute, with rare dignity, replied : "Nellie, you are right. I have been playing the fool, it is true. I love you?God knows E do?better than my life; but you care no long? er for me. Mr. Chelmont has won you from me. Semething tells me to warn you against that man ; but I shall not trouble you with any advice, except to take proper care of your? self." That very same night, coming home, Mr. Chelmont declared his passion, laid his heart and fortune, such as it was?he did not know how much, he said?at Miss Tyrrel's feet. She accepted him, and it was the happiest hour of her life. A little while afterward Mr. Chelmont's book was finished. He announced that he was obliged to go down to the city to put it to press. "No end of bore, my darling," he remarked to poor Nellie, pale and crying; "but such things are inexorable as fate. I shall return as soon as I can ; you may expect a letter from me every day." . The next morning-train bore him away, and as he passed Chestnut Farm in the train, he waved his handkerchief from the window ; and, for the first time, Nellie felt an interest in the cars that so regularly sped by to and from the city of A-. Then came the old dead blank again. To Nellie the reaction was terrible. There were no more parties, no delicious love-making, nothing but a dead calm. Mr. Chelmont did not write so regularly as he had promised, nor were his letters very long. He said that business took up nearly all his time, but soon he hoped for better things; and this, with many ardent protestations of love, was the burden of his correspondence. John Mortimer came to the Farm sometimes, but Nellie was very cool to him, and he seemed almost as miserable as herself. After some weeks he unexpectedly stopped on his way from the village with a letter. Nellie.recognized the handwriting, and tore it open with a beating heart. It ran thus : My Darling?Look for me every day.? This is the last word you shall have from me until we are face to face. L. She watched as patiently as the unhappy Marianna in her moated grange. When he catne he would take her away from this horri? ble place, and they would be married, and she should never set eyes upon the scenes of her wretchedness again. She counted the very minutes. But after many more tiresome days the tor? ture of delay grew unendurable. Spring had come, and all nature was lovely as it rose out of the winter's slumber. Nellie found no charm in it for her, but shuddered with dis? gust. One beautiful afternoon 3he was sitting on the porch, melancholy and angry, and John Mortimer, full of pity and affection, stood by her. Her little brother Frank was there, too, and, breaking a loug silence, he said : "Nellie, why are you always so cross?" "Because I am tired to death ! Oh, how I do wish something awful would happen?just to create an excitement and give us a chance." "Nothing very awful could happen herea? bout, Nellie," sighed John, ruefully, as if he would like to get ? up an earthquake, or some? thing equally terrible, for her special gratifica? tion. "No," snapped the young lady; "we can't even have a railroad accident. The trains have been running by here for ten years, and never yet have they failed to pass on time to the very minute. I do wish somebody would put some? thing on the track, and throw the next train off." "Nellie !" cried John, much shocked. "She laughed and blushed, and perhaps re? gretted that silly speech, and penitently began to be more agreeable. She even offered to go into the parlor, and sing John's favorite ballad for him. He insisted eagerly, and presently was in the seventh heaven as he leaned upon the old piano and listened to his darling's an? gelic music. In the midst of one of Nellie's songs, she and her companion were both startled by the sudden and shrill screaming of a locomotive whistle. White, tremulous, and with beating hearts, they ran quickly out upon the porch. Suffer? ing such anguish of fright as people feel but once in a lifetime, and without knowing for what reason, they instinctively glanced up the railroad track. The train was rushing down the rails at ter? rific speed. The whistle shrieked again. Di? rectly in the path of the engine lay a huge rock, which had rolled down the embank? ment. The next instant the pilot of the locomotive struck it, the train jumped from the line and zigzagged a little way further, there was a ter? rible crash, the cars crowded together, forming a chaotic mass, cries and shrieks of agony went up, and for the first time in its history there had happened an accident on the A-rail? road. John Mortimer hurried quickly to the scene. From a cloud of steam and debris, where lay the shattered locomotive, a human being emerged?a man whose head had boiled upon his shoulders while he was yet alive ! It was the engineer hideously scalded, frant? ic with agony, but, unhappily for him, not dead. Others crawled from th'e wreck. Those who could, set to work instantly to rescue such as were unable to help themselves. Some still breathed, but nearly all semblance to humanity was crushed out of them. Among the rest was a mau pulled from be ueath the ruin of the smoking-car, and through his side a huge splinter had been driven like an arrow. It was Lionel Chelmont. i ****** * I Mr. Chelmont was taken to Chestnut Farm, and he recovered consciousness. Nellie, dis? tracted with grief, was at his bedside. His first words were: "Send for my wife." They thought him delirious, but it was not so. In this, his last hour, he told the truth, that he was a married man. He implored Nellie to forgive him. "I loved and would have betrayed you, my poor girl, villain that 1 was," he gasped, "but I am fitly punished. Say that you forgive me, Nellie." He died with that unanswered prayer on his lips. Next day his beautiful young wife came, and there could be no further doubt. She told the history of her own urihappiness?how heaven had bestowed upon Lionel Chelmont every gift but that of a strong moral nature, and how that one defect blasted every blessing. It was long a mystery how the rock had come to fall to the railway track, aud never till he grew to manhood did Frank Tyrrel reveal the truth?that in the thoughtless mischief of childhood he himself had contrived to loosen and hurl it there that fatal afternoon when his sister had so impatiently longed for a change? even for some horrible accident. Nellie's nature was transformed. The dread? ful escape she had made was a lesson never to be forgotten. "Old friends," she sighed, "old places and old things are the best, after all," aud she mar? ried faithful John Mortimer. Never once since that event has she wished for a change. Correspondence Cincinnati Gazette. How a Confederate Outwitted the "Yanks." Washington, April 1,1875. If the "Yanks" had their already acute senses sharpened during the war, as all who come in contact with them will surely admit, the following story will prove that at least one Confederate made full use of his opportunities. The attempt to settle the accounts of Maj. Calhoun, for several years United States Pen? sion Agent at Philadelphia, has led to unearth? ing such a career as is seldom rewarded by public position, on the ground of military ser? vice. When Calhoun was found to be a defaulter the Pension Office in Washington took hold of the matter and found it necessary to explore his antecedents. He had been endorsed and urged for position by the Union League, on ac? count of alleged military service. He was com? mander of the Grand Army of the Republic for Pennsylvania. On all sides he was cordially sustained by ex-Union soldiers. Senator Cam? eron gave him earnest political support because of supposed military merit, and afterward went on his bond. And yet, when search was made, his name could not be found on any of the army rolls for Pennsylvania, and although he had lost a leg above the knee, and, as he stated, while a private soldier, there was no trace of his case among the pension records. These things taken in connection with the fact that he had always evaded specific answers to letters from the department asking for his military record, excited suspicion, and led to some ex? tended investigation. These developed the fol? lowing remarkable history. "Major" Calhoun?the title, as will presently be seen, was acquired after his entry into the Union service?was in the Confederate service, and about the time the Union Prisoners were making escapes from Libby Prison, he was put in there by the rebel authorities, dressed as a Union soldier, to watch the prisoners and to detect and report plans for escape. He was a plausible and talkative fellow, always in good spirits, and part of his business was to make himself popular. When the Union successes about Richmond began to make the rebel cause look gloomy, Calhoun seems to have made up his mind to leave the sinking ship. In pursuance of this idea, when Richmond was captured, he began to play the role of Union soldier with vigor, and was sent North with one of the first de? tachments. On the way to Philadelphia he managed, through sympathy with his hard ex? perience, to make good friends and secure some money. Arriving in Philadelphia, he plunged into the midst of things. He secured an introduction at the Union League, and made himself inti? mate and quite at home about that aristocratic and intensely loyal spot. When the whole North was shouting over the crowning victo? ries, and doing honor to all who had helped achieve them, it was easy for a prisoner fresh from the horn.rs of Libby to make himself a hero. Calhoun neglected none of his opportu? nities. The moment he gained a footing he set busily and ostentatiously to work organizing posts of the Grand Army of the Republic. In this work he met with most flattering success, and, as has been stated, at a latter period he rose to the head of that order in the State. In the local politics of the City of Brotherly Love, Calhoun made himself well known and very conspicuous. In all political senses his course was upward. And very speedily he rose to a position where he thought he could spy the position of a Federal oflice-holder. He had only to intimate his desires to his Union associates at the league and elsewhere. It was a great pity, to be sure, that one who had suf? fered so much for the Union cause in the field, and in prison, and who had left a leg on the battle-fields of the republic, should be without a fat office. Would he indicate his choice? With his accustomed diffidence he suggested the pension agency. "Nothing could be more fit," cried Union league and all, in concert. And with Senator Cameron to pull the politi? cal wires, and the Grand Army and the league to wave the stars and stripes, Calhoun walked over a pathway strewn with flowers into the coveted position. Here, also, he improved his chances to the utmost. From the first he lived in clover, and the good things of life which money can bring flowed in upon him. With the custody of large sums, his previous shrewd? ness appears to have deserted him, and his ex? travagance attracted the attention of his bonds? men. Senator Cameron, after a slight investi? gation, quietly obliged him to give up his bond and obtain another. This was heralded among his loyal friends as political persecution of the Cameron influence, because the Major would not perform the behests of the Winnebago Chief. Loyal friends rallied in force, and a new bond was soon drawn up, signed and executed. For a time all went smoothly, and the star of* Calhoun rose higher, and shone brighter for Cameron's persecution. But the bright Union orb shot from the heavens at last. The Major was suddenly found to be a defaulter, was re? moved and disgraced. After a long contest his devoted bondsmen are about to make his defi? ciency good. Calhoun has left the environs of the Union League, resigned the command of the Grand Army, turned his back upon the "Yanks" of Philadelphia, and transferred himself to Geor? gia, where he now edits a newspaper devoted to Confederate Democracy. If this meets his eve, please copy. H. V. B. ? When the human being looks at the suf? ferings of the inferior animals, and with a heart full of love seeks to alleviate those suf? ferings, from no selfish consideration whatever, but because it is suffering, he is patterning af? ter the true conception of the boundless mu? nificence and love and philanthropy of the good and great Creator of all. Such a man or woman cannot be otherwise than kind to all, for if sympathy is deep enough and broad enough to reach the lower animals, surely it will include the higher or human animal, as the greater sentiment includes the lesser. ? Hereafter our price for publishing orig? inal poetry will be as follows: Gushing, where "love" rhymes to "dove," or where men? tion is made of affections misplaced or blight? ed hearts, one dollar a line ; where an effort is made to morbidly affect the feelings of the reader, fifty cents a line; and where the writer cannot spell and uses pale ink on blue tinted paper, we won't publish at any price. ? A boy once asked of his father who it was that lived next door to him, and when he I heard the name inquired if he was a fool. "No, I my little friend, he is not a fool, but a very ; sensible man ; but why did you ask the ques? tion ?" "Because," replied the boy, "mother I said the other day that you were next door to i i a fool, and I wanted to know who lived next door to you." ? When Mr. Beecher was asked, on the wit? ness stand, the age of one of his children, he "laid his hand on his chin, thought for some seconds, but finally laughed, and said he really could not tell." This is the same difficulty experienced by Brigham Young, who is not only unable to keep the tally of his children, but can't state the number of his wives with ; any precision. ? "That clock, stranger," said a Michigan fanner, "was the best kind of a clock up to six months ago, when my daughter began to have beans, and now the blamed thing is always two hours slow." ? We know men who will patiently sit for an hour wailing for an opponent to study out a move on a checker board, yet will growl if they have to wait ten minutes for their dinner. Washington News and Gossip. Washington, April 6,1875. The President and his confidential friends unite in charging the loss of Connecticut to the unwillingness of Blaine and Hawley to give a cordial, support to the policy of the Adminis? tration. The defeat of Hawley brings no sor? row to any of the immediate supporters*of the President, and most of them do not conceal their gratification at the result. Instead of ad? monishing the President that the party cannot succeed unless relieved of his third-term ambi? tion, the proscription of all independent Re? publicans will now be more merciless than be? fore. It was gently hinted to-day to a trusted friend of the President that now he could no longer excuse himself for not, in the most un? qualified terms, declining the candidacy for 1876, but it was resented as an insult to Grant, who was declared to be the only available Re? publican for the next national contest. His candidacy has been only hinted at suggestively heretofore by his organs, but now they will de? clare their purpose unmistakably, and the is? sue will be distinctly made by rewarding its supporters and relentlessly punishing those op? posed to it. Hawley is treated as being of little moment, now that he has been beaten, and Biaine will henceforth find the hottest sort of a fire in his rear from the Administration bat? teries. Your people will have a full-fledged third term organ in Philadelphia shortly, and the journals which oppose, or even incline, to the Opposition, will be stricken from the list of the departments for public advertisements. Washington, April 10. The Vice-President has given up his con? templated trip to Enrope. It is announced as coming from him that he has determined to remain in this country, because of the possi? bility of a contingency arising which may make his presence necessary, although he says he does not apprehend such contingency. This sudden determination on the part of the Vice-President, after his repeated announce? ments of his proposed trip to Europe, is severe? ly commented on in circles close to the Presi? dent. A short time ago it was said that Dr. Brown-Sequard had expressed the opinion that the President would not live six months. The Vice-President's declared purposes now to remain at home, coming so close after, h3s heretofore very naturally provoked feelings not altogether of a pleasant nature. These feel? ings have probably been somewhat aggravated by remarks made in some quarters since the election of what Mr. Wilson would do if he held the Executive office, and the Vice-Presi? dent himself has been heard to say that if he had the control of things he would soon bring the Republican party back to its former pres? tige and influence. Very few thinking people, however much they oppose the President's course, would wish to see the "contingency" arise which would put such a man as Mr. Wilson in the Execu? tive chair, nor iu all human probability is any such "contingency" likely to arise. The truth is that Dr. Brown-Sequard never made any such remark as that attributed to him. The President is tending very gradually to corpu? lence, but he is the fortunate possessor of a physique enjoyed by but few men of his gen? eration. J'ost men would be willing to Utke his chances for filling out his second term, and a third one too, if he can get it. He will not be fifty-three years old till the 27th of this mouth, "while the Vice-President is a dozen years or more older, and has had in addition two paralytic strokes. The President's friends think that Mr. Wilson would enjoy himself much better by going on his trip than by wor? rying himself thinking about that "contingen? cy." All Sorts of Paragraphs. ? Remarkable natural curiosity?A woman's. ? A fellow who was drunk for a week after his wife died told the judge he "never could bear prosperity." ? It's the fashion in Florida to wear gloves out at the tips oi the fingers, in order to better scratch the flea bites. ? The Czar of Russia has the toothache like the rest of us, and he uses almost the same emphatic expressions. ? If you want to teach a dog arithmetic tie up one of his paws, and he will put down three and carry one every time. ? It is the province of the law to discover the man who stole the horse, and to absorb the horse in payment of the cost of proceedings. ? An Elberton man has recently named a pair of his oxen Theodore Tilton and Henry Ward Beecher. This is heavy on the steers. ? Boston would like to know, "Are women persons?" It's of no consequence, however; if they are not they are very excellent substi? tutes. ? The jury in a scandal case at Charleston, Saratoga county, N. Y., rendered the following verdict: "We find the prisoner not guilty, but this kissing business must be stopped." ? Miss D. sends us a poem entitled "I can? not make him smile." We canuot publish it unless she gives us the name of the young man. All the young men we know "smile." ? Presideut Grant met Andy Johnson on the street in Washington the other day. Andy pulled at his nose, and the President pulled at his cigar, but neither spoke nor nodded to the other. ? "You said the ghost spoke to you," snarled a Chicago lawyer at a witness ; "well what did it say ?" "I couldn't understand what it said." "Why not?" "Because I'm not familiar with any of the dead languages." ? Two brothers, one of whom fought on the Federal and the other on the Confederate side during the war, met at Columbia, Tenn., the other day, after 15 years' separation, but would not recognize each other, and separated again without speaking. ? The late Admiral Foote, when in Siam, invited the royal dignitaries to a dinner on his vessel. As they took seats at the table, the Admiral, as was his custom, asked a blessing. The King, in surprise, said he thought that only missionaries did that. "True," was the Admiral's reply; "but every Christian is a missionary." Notice to Contractors. THE Contract for re-building the Bridgo across Tbroc-aMd-Twenty Mile Creek,in Earle's plantation, below Centreville, will be let to the lowest responsible bidder on THURSDAY, the 29th of APRIL instant. The party to whom the contract is awarded will be required to givo bond, with good security, for the faithful per? formance of contract according to specification. Specifications exhibited on day of awarding contract. The right to reject any and all bills reserved. *0. H. I\ FANT, Commissioner. April 8, 1875 38 3 Notice of Dissolution. The copartnership of 13 A UK, WATSON A Co. is this day dissolved by mutual consent. The remaining*stock of goods boing purchased by W. 11. Watson and W. Gr. Watson, which will be sold out at the old stand, under the linn name of W. B. Watson A Co. W. F. HA RR, 1). S. WATSON, W. B. WATSON, W. G. WATSON. April 7, 1875 38 3 Garden Seeds. A FINE assortment of the best Garden Seeds, (Landreth's and D. M. Ferry's.) EAR? LY ROSE, rtNK BYE and GOOI)RICH PO? TATOES for sale low by TOWERS A BROYLES. DR. M. L. SHARPE OFFERS his Professional Services to the citizens of Anderson and vicinity. Ofkick?Above tho I>rug Store of Wilhite A Williams. Feb 18, 1*75 31 the farmer's guano. Grreat Rechictioii in 3?rice. COTTON FIFTEEN CENTS. ZELL'S PHOSPHATE. CA.SII PRICE. Per Ton, payable May 1, 1875,.$45 TIME PjRICE. Per Ton, payable Nov. 1,1875,.$55 C otton Option. Per Ton, payable Nov. 1,1875,..$65 FREIGHT A.TST> DRAYAGE ADDED. P. ZELL & SONS, Manufacturers, Baltimore, Md. WATSON & SON, Agents, Anderson, S. C. Feb 11, 1875 _30_ 8m FARMERS, LOOK TO YOUR INTEREST. GREAT HOME-MADE FERTILIZER. SIMPSON, HILL A CO. would in form the Farming community that they are prepared to furbish CHEMICALS, properly'proportioned, for one of the best FERTILIZERS known, at not exceeding one-fourth the cost of the Commercial Fertilizers. Within the last three years we have placed it in the hands of some of the most thoroughly practical Farmers of the County, who express themselves fully satisfied with results, regarding it as equal, if not superior to any of the Commoreial, some of them having tested them side by side. We refer you to a few of them, viz: Wm. Burriss, John Brown, James A. Drake Hugh McCarley, Geo. Stevenson, Dr. Carpenter, John Dalrymple, Rev. Jacob Burriss. Many others might be mentioned. In no case have unfavorable results been reported. Please call on us at our Drug Store and get your Chemicals, also formula and directions for use. SIMPSON, HILL & CO. We would respectfully inform our customers that our OLD ACCOUNTS from the year 1870 to 1873, inclusive, MUST BE PAID. We have waited long enough. We do not wish to bo harsh?but the money MUST COME. SIMPSON, HILL A CO. Nov 10, 1S74 19 Nos.3 Broad Street and 109 East Bay Street, CHARLESTON, S. C. First-Class Work OUR SPECIALTY, yet, by using cheaper grades of stock, we can furnish work at LOWEST LIVING PRICES. FINE FftSHIDN?BLTsTATIDNERY, Piries Paper and Envelopes. Redding and Sail invitations ON THE BEST STOCK AND PRINTED IN THE LATEST STYLE. Sept 10, 1874 iy Xlio Above Cut Represents Tozer's Improved AGRICULTURAL ENGINE! OF which there are now more than a dozen at work in Anderson County. For further information, apply to N. K. SULLIVAN & CO., Anderson, S. C, or ad? dress the undersigned. RICHARD TOZER, Columbia, S. C. Pec 3, 1874 21 ly E. W. Marshall. W. in Snowden. Jos. T. Wells. 18757 SPRING TRADE. e. ?. marshall & CO., DEALERS IN FOREIGN and DOMESTIC DRY GOODS \ NOTIONS, 9 and 11 Hayne Street, Charleston, - - So. Ca. WE are now opening a large and well-as? sorted stock of SPRING and SUMMER GOODS, which will bo completed by the ">th of March, and to which we invite the attention of the Trade at our new Stores, Nos. 9 and 11 Hayne Street. March 4, 1875 _33_3m wilhiteTwilli?ms WOULD inform their friends, and the pub? lic generally, that they have bought out Benson & Sharp?, and are receiving a fresh supply of Drugs, Medicines, Chemicals, etc., (Selected by the senior partner, who has an ex? perience of thirty years.) They expect to keep only pure and reliable Drugs. Also, LAMPS and LAMP FIXTURES, PAINTS, oils, VARNISHES, BRUSHES, DYE STUFFS, etc. Also, :i full line of PERFUMERY and TOILET ARTICLES, CIGARS and TOBAC? CO. Pure HR AN DIES and WINES, for med? ical purposes strictly, and other articles usually kept in our line, ?gf Prescriptions carefully compounded. Jan 14, 1873 26 ly Important News to Planters! GREAT REDUCTION IN PEICES. TEE CAEOIM FERTILIZER. IN view of the low prices obtained for Cotton the present season, and in order to place our Guanos within the reach of every Planter, we have greatly reduced our prices. They will be sold as follows: TME CAROLINA FERTILIZER. Cash Price. Per Ton of 2,000 lbs., - - $46. Payable May Ist, 1S75. Time Price. Per Ton of 2,000 lbs., - $53. Payable Nov. 1st, 1875, Free of Interest THE Bradley's Patent Phosphate. Cash Price. Per Ton of 2,000 lbs., - - $46. Payable May 1st, 1875. Time Price. Per Ton of 2,000 lbs., - - $53. Payable Nov. 1st, 1875, Free of Interest. THE Palmetto Acid Phosphate. Cash Price. Per Ton of 2,000 lbs., - - $30. Payable May 1st, 1875. Time Price. Per Ton of 2.000 lbs., - - $35. Payable Nov. 1st, 1875, Free of Interest. Freight and Dray age to be Added. Call on Agents for Almanacs and Informa? tion. FOR SALE BY W. S. SHARPE, Anderson, S. C. TOWERS A BROYLES, Anderson, S. C. A. J. STRINGER <fc CO., Belton. J. & D. S. McCULLOUGH, Honea Path. WM. LEE A CO., Honea Path. THOMAS CRYMES, Williamston. C. E. HORTON, Williamston. J. C. CHERRY, Pendleton. Geo. W. Williams & CO., Proprietors, Charleston, S. C. Jan 14, 1875 26 4m M. oor.nsMiTn. p. kind. PHffNIX IRON WORKS, COLUMBIA, S. C. GOLDSMITH & KIND, FOUNDERS & MACHINISTS, HAVE always on band Stationary Steam Engines and Boilers for Saw Mills, etc., Saw and Grist Mills, Cotton Presses. Gearing Shafting, Pullies, etc. Castings of every kinct in Iron or Brass. We guarantee to furnish En? gines and Boilers of as good quality and noww, and at as low rates as can be liad in the North. We manufacture, also, the Gaddy Improved Water Wheel, which we recommend for pow? er, simplicity of construction, durability and cheapness. We warrant our work, and assure promptness and dispatch in tilling orders. GOLDSMITH ?fe KIND, Columbia, S.C. May 28,1874 46 ly HENRY BISCIIOFF & CO., Wholesale Grocers, AND nKALKRS in CAROLINA RICE? Wines, Liquors, Cigars, Tobacco, &<!., ?5te., ?&c, 197 and 199 East Bay Street, CHARLESTON, S. C. Sole Agents for South Carolina for the Sale of OLD VALLEY WHISKEY. Aug 20, 1874 6 6m