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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