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%nhxm Jnielligaar. SENT BY EXPRESS. Marian Harlan was alone in the world?her n>o!.her just ouried. She was a beautiful, brown-haired girl, with soft, shy eyes of violet gray, and rosy Tips com? pressed to a firmness beyond her years,. For after all she was scarcely seventeen, aud so Deacor Gray was r ill jug her, as s!ic oat by the fire, spread;ng his huge hands over the cardy blaze, and asked: "But what are you goin' to do to earn your bread: and-butter, ehild?" "I don't know?I haven't thought. Mamma had an uncle in New York, who?" "Yes, yes?I've heard about him?he was mad because your mother didn't marry just ex? actly to suit him, wasn't it?" Marian was silent. Deacon Gray waited a a few minutes,, hoping she would admit him into her secret meditations; but she did not, and the Deacon went away home, to tell his wife that "the Harlan gal was the very queerest creature he ever had come across." In the meanwhile Marian was busy packing her few scanty things into a little carpet-bag, by the weird, flickering light of the dying wood fire. "I will go to New York," she said to herself, setting her small pearly teeth firmly together. "My mother's uncle shall hear my cause plead? ed through my own lips. Oh, I wish my heart would not throb so wildly! I am no longer meek Marian Harlan, I am an orphan, all alone iu the world, who must fight life's battles with her own single hands." Lower Broadway, at 7 o'clock in the evening! . What a Babel of crashing wheels, hurrying hu? manity, and conglomerate noises it was! Ma? rian Harlan sat in the corner of an express of? fice under the glare of gaslight, surrounded by boxes, and wondered whether people ever crazed in this perpetual din and tumult. Her dress was very plain?gray poplin, with a shabby, old-fashioned little straw bonnet tied with black ribbons, and a blue veil, while her only article of baggage, the carpet-bag, lay in her lap. She had sat there two hours, and was very, very tired. "Poor little thing I" thought the dark-haired young clerk nearest her, who inhabited a sort of wire cage under a circlet of gaslights. And then he took up his pen and plunged it into a perfect Atlantic ocean of accounts. "Mr. Evans." "Sir." The dark-haired clerk emerged from his cage with his pen behind his ear, in obedience to the beckoning finger of his superior. "I have noticed that young woman sitting here for some time?how came she here ?" "Expressed on sir, from Millington, Iowa? arriveu this afternoon." As though poor Marian Harlan were a box or a paper parcel. "Who for?" . "Consigned to Walter Harrington, Esq." "And why hasn't she been called for?" "I sent up to Mr. Harrington's address to notify him some time ago; I expect an answer every moment." "Very odd," said the gray-haired gentleman taking up his newspaper. "Yes, sir, rather." Some three-quarters of an hour afterward, Frank Evans came to the pale girl's side with indi8cribable pity in his hazel eyes. "Miss Harlan, we have sent to Mr. Harring? ton's residence?" Marian looked up with a feverish red upon her cheek, acd her hands clasped tightly on the handle of t ie faded carpet-bag. "And we regret to inform you that he sailed for Europe at twelve o'clock this day." A sudden blur came over Marian's eyes?she trembled like a leaf. In all her calculations she had made no allowance for an exigency like this. "Can we do anything further for you?" questioned the young clerk, politely. "Nothing?no one can do anything now !" Frank Evans had been turning away, but something in the piteous tones of her voice ap? peared to arouse every manly inBtinct within him. "Shall I send to any other of your friends ?" "I have no friends." 'Terhaps I can have yoor things sent to some quiet family hotel ?" Marian opened her little leather purse and showed him two ten-cent pieces, with a smile that was almost a tear. "This is all the money I have in the world, sir I" So young, so beautiful and so desolate 1 Frank Evans had. been a New Yorker all his life but he had never met an exactly parallel case to this. He bit the end of his pen in dire perplexity. "But what are you going to do ?" "I don't know, sir. Isn't there a work house, or some such place I can go to until I could find something to do ?" Hardly. Frank Evans could scarcely help smiling at poor Marian's simplicity. "They are putting out the lights and prepar? ing to close the office," said Marian, starting nervously to her feet. "I must go?somewhere." "Miss Harlan," said Frank quietly, "my home is a very poor one?I am only a five hun? dred dollar clerk?but I am sure my mother will receive you under her roof for a day or two, if you can trust me." "Trust you ?" Marian looked at him through violet eyes obscured in tears. "Oh, sir, I should be so thankful!" ******** "How late you are, Frank ! Here?give me your overcoat?it is all powdered with snow and?" But Frank interrupted his bustling cherry cheeked little mother, as she stood tip-toe to take off his wrappings. "Hush, mother,; there is a young lady down stairs." "A young lady, Frank?" "Yes, mother; expressed on from Iowa to Harrington, the rich merchant, he sailed for Europe this morning, and she is entirely alone. Mother, she looks like poor Blanche, and I knew you wouldn't refuse her a corner here un? til she could find something to do." Mrs. Evans went to the door and called cheerfully out: "Come up stairs, my dear?you're as welcome as the flowers in May! Frank, you did quite right; you always do." The days and weeks passed on, and still Ma? rian Harlan remained an inmate of Mrs. Evans' dwelling. "It seems just as though she had taken our dead Blanche's place," said the cozy little wid? ow ; "and she is so useful ubout the house. I don't know how I ever managed without her." "Now, Marian, you are not in earnest about leaving us to-morrow ?" "I must, dear Mrs. Evans. Only think?I have been here two months to-morrow, and the situation of governess is very advantageous." "Very well. I shall tell Frank how obstinate you are." "Dearest Mrs. Evans, please don't. Please keep my secret." "What secret is that that is to be so relig? iously kept?" asked Mr. Frank Evans, coolly walking into the midst of the discussion, with his dark hair tossed about by the wind and his hazel brown eyes sparkling archly. "Secret!" repeated Mrs. Evans, energetically wiping her dim spectacle glasses. "Why, Ma? rian is determined to leave us to-morrow I" "Marian!" "I must, Frank; I h:<ve no right further to trespass on your kindness." "No right, eh ? Marian, do yon know that the old house has been a dilTcrenl house since you came to it ? Do you suppose we want to lose our little sunbeam." Marian smiled sadly, but her hand felt very cold and passive in Frank's warm grasp. "You'll stay, Marian?" -"No." She shook her head determinedly. "Then you must be made to stay," said Frank. "I've missed something of great value lately, and I hereby arrest you on suspicion of the theft I" "Missed something?" Marian rose, turned red and white. "Oh, Frank, you can ucver suspect tao i" _ 'Tut I do suspect you. In fact, x am quite sure the article is in your possession." "The article!" "My heart, Miss Marian. Now look here? I know I am very young and very poor, but I leveyou Marian Harlan, and I will be a true husband to you. Stay and be my little wife!" So Marian Harlan, instead of going out to be a governess, according to the programme, mar? ried the dark haired young clerk in Ellison's express office, New York. They were quietly married, early in the morning, and Frank took Marian home to his mother, aud then went calmly about his busi? ness in the wire cage, under the circle: of gas? lights. "Evans 1" "Yes, sir." Frank, with his pen behind his ear as of yore, quietly obeyed the behests of the gray headed official. "Do you remember the young woman who was expressed on from Millington, Iowa, two months since?" "Yes, sir; I remember." A tall, silver-haired gentleman here inter? posed with eager quickness. "Where is she? I ant her uncle, Walter Harrington. I have just returned from Paris, where the news of her arrival reached me. I want her?she is the only living relative left me." "Ah! but, sir," said Frank, "you can't have her." "Can't have her! "What do you mean ? Has anything happened ?" "Ye9, sir, something has happened. Miss Harlan was married to me this morning." Walter Harrington started. "Take me to her," he said, hoarsely; "I can't be parted from my only living relative for a mere whim." I wonder if he calls the marriage service and wedding ring mere whims, thought honest Frank, out he obeyed in silence. "Marian," said the old man, in faltering ac? cents, "you will come to me and be the daugh? ter of my old age? I am rich, Marian, and you are all I have in the world." But Marian stole her baud through her hus? band's arm. "Dearest uncle, he was kind to me when I was most desolate and alone. I cannot leave my husband, Uncle Walter; I love him !" "Then you must both of you come and be my children," said the old man, doggedly; "and you must come now, for the great house is as lonely as a tomb." Frank Evans is an express clerk no longer, and pretty Marian moves in velvet aud dia? monds ; but they are quite as happy as they were in the old days, and that is saying enough. Uncle Walter Harrington grows older and feebler every day, and his two children are the sunshine of his declining life. Wonderful Wonders in Talbot County. Talbot County is certainly the most wonder? fully wonder-producing spot on this round world. The editor of the Standard has seen a number of sights within the space of a week, any one of which would put all of Barnum's museum of natural or unnatural curiosities to the blush. The people of that part of the world surely never patronize a menagerie, or if they do, it is to see something which is not wonderful and to familiarize their eyes to com? mon, ordinary looking creatures. Though we would suggest that if it is common for the citi :. s of Talbotton to see such sights as the editor of the Standard describes, they had bet? ter vote on the liquor question, and decide in favor of no license, like Rome and Newnan. We will mention only a few of the sights seen by the Standard's local, beginning with a snake story as follows: "A gentleman was riding the road between Talbotton and Redbone the other day, when his eyes fell upon the largest rattlesnake that he ever saw in all his life. It was in the act of crossing the road. The gentleman halted, while the terrible looking thing exhibited its fangs, which were fully two inches long, licked out its forked tongue, rattled away with all its might, and prepared for fight. When coiled up the snake looked like a huge pile of steam? boat rope. The impulse of the man was to run, but he thought it would never do to leave so large a snake as that to roam the woods. He thought of his pistol and pulled it. Being a splendid marksman, he soon had the pleasure of seeing the horrible monster writhing in the last throes of death. On measurement this I snake was found to be exactly twenty-five feet six inches long, and it had thirty-one rattles and a button. Old citizens say that it is the largest one they ever heard of. It is a great pity that our frieud did not procure his hide and have it stuffed. He has the fangs and rat? tles, however." The next sight which greeted the vision of "ye local" was in the shape of human mon? strosities which are described as follows: "A negro woman in Talbot county gave birth last week to four "what is its." One had two human heads and a body like a d<?g. Another was more singularly formed, its body was shaped like that of a chicken, and was covered with literal pin feathers, while its head was that of a perfect pig. The other two had no very remarkable features, save that both of them had each four perfectly formed legs and arras. Of course they were lifeless. The phy? sicians who attended the woman secured the monstrosities and will send them to the New York Museum of Anatomy." Next the editor beheld a gourd which he coveted much, but it was watched over by a weird and aged female form which guarded the gourd with a jealous eye, for it had held the soap of many generations. But we will quote from the Standard, and give, in his own graph? ic words, the editor's description of the vision by which he was goaded almost to madness: "There is an old lady, of eighty summers, in this county, who has a gourd sixty years old that holds twenty-five gallons, all told. It was a bridal present to her from her lamented hus? band, who died many years ago. She has housed fifty crops of lard in this remarkable vessel, and it is good to pass to the third and fourth generations. She scarcely ever allows it to be out of her sight, but keeps it sitting in one corner of her room where she can keep a constant eye on it." These are a few of the thirds seen in one single weck 1 All we have to say is, that when editors see so many very wonderful sights in so short a space of time they would do best to keep them entirely to themselves.? II'asking ton (Ga.) Gazette. A Great Invention.?Mark Twain, in a letter to the inventor a mosquito net, talks in this way about the only thing worth talking about, now that the third term is gone : "There is nothing that a just and right-feel? ing man rejoices iu more than to see a mos? quito imposed on aud put down and brow? beaten and aggravated, and this ingenious con? trivance will do it. And it is a rare thing to worry a fly with, too. A fly will stand off and curse this invention till language utterly fails him. I have seen them do it hundreds of times. I like to dine in the air on the back porch in the summer, and so I would not he without this portable net for anything. When you get it hoisted the flies have to wait for the second table. Wc shall see the summer day come when we shall sit under our nets iu church and slumber peacefully, while the dis? comfited flics club together and take it out of tho minister. There arc heaps of ways of getting priceless enjoyment out of these charm? ing things, if I had time to point them out and diliate on them a little." Mark Twain's Piloting. While sitting in front of the Southern hotel, talking to a future great citizen about the old steamboat days of St. Louis, when captains, clerks and pilots ran the town, and ran it un? der a full head of steam, an ancient mariner let up on whittling the arm of the next eha!r, turned toward us, and remarked: ''You was speaking of the old river days V* "We was," J repiicd. ''Perhaps, now, you have boon reading some of Sam Clemens' yarns?" I held up a copy of. the Atlantic, open at .Mark Twain's ar? ticle, which had ready brought about the con? versation. "Yes, I thought so ; well, he don't tell all he knows," said the social riverman, reaching over for a tobacco pouch a gentleman was passing to a friend. "There's one little affair he'aint worked into print yet, aud it 'aint likely he will." The social quit off on his reminiscence at this poiut and talked generally about the bad outlook of ihe crops and the universal dis? advantage of dryncss. Seeing that nothing but. gin and sugar would start him anew, he was persuaded into the convenient bar-room, and after hoisting in three fingers (held verti? cally), a handful of crackers and several chunks of cheese, he proceeded with his anecdote, in? terrupting himself a number of times to re? mark to the bar-keeper, "the same, pard." "I was first engineer of the Alexander Scott when Sam Clemens (Mark Twain) was cub in her pilot house. He was a chipper young chap with legs no bigger'n a casting line and fuller of tricks than a mule colt. Lie worked off jokes on everybody aboard from skipper down, to the roosters (darky deck hands), but they were all taken in good part, only I lay by two or three to pay back. About the time Sam got the run of the river enough to stand alone at the wheel, the Scott went into the lower river trade, carrying cotton from Memphis to New Orleans, remaps, now, you never see a boat in the cotton trade burn ? Well, you may cov? er your cotton from stem to stern with tarpau? lins, and keep your donkey-engine steamed up, but if a spark of fire touches cotton, enough to fill a tooth, your boat's a corpse. It's quick er'n gunpowder to burn, and no pilot can reach the lower deck from the texas in time to save himself, let alone his Saratoga. So, you see, everybody in that trade is on the watch, and an alarm of fire in a boat loaded with cotton will turn a man's hair gray quick er'n an alligator can swaller a nigger. Sam, being a young pilot and new to the cotton trade, was told over and over again how the profession would lose a promising cub if ever a fire broke out on the Scott, and the boy got nervous. My striker and me always managed to be in the lunch room when Sam came off watch, and as he came in we would talk about the number of cotton boats that burnt in such a year, aud how such a cub would have made a lightning pilot if he hadn't got burnt up in the cotton trade, and we always noticed that Sam's appetite failed him after that, aud in? stead of going to bed he would go prowling around the lower deck and peering about the hatchways, smelling at every opening like a pup that had its master. One day wheu we backed out of Memphis with a big cargo of cotton, I complained, in Sam's hearing, that the mate had loaded the boat too near tho en? gines. The boy followed me into the engine room, and, without seeming to notice him, I told my striker I would do my level best to keep that cotton from catching fire, but that it was a glim chance with bales piled right up before the furnace doors. Sam got whitcr'n a bulkhead, and went up to the texas, where he pecked his Saratoga ready for any busines that might come Jbeforo the meeting. When he went on watch I posted tho second clerk to keep an eye on him. He hid behind a smoke stack and saw Sam alone in the pilot house, his hair on end, his face like a corpse's, and his eyes sticking out so far you could have knocked them off with a stick. He danced around the pilot house, turned up his no?e like he was smelling for a polecat, pulled every bell, turned the boat's nose for the bank, and yelled "fire!" like a Cherokee Indian on the war path. That yell brought everybody on deck. We had a big cargo of passengers, and the women screeched, the men rushed for cork pillows, and the crew yanked the doors of their hinges and rushed to tho guards, ready to go overboard at the first moderation of weather. The skipper had hard work to make the crazy Eassengers believe that there wasn't any fire, ut he brought them to reason finally. I paid no attention to Sam's frantic yells, so the boat didn't run her muzzle agaiust the bank he aimed for. The captain and first pilot and a lot of passengers, after hunting all over the boat, couldn't find a sign of fire anywhere out? side the furnaces, and then they went for Sam. He swore up and down that he smelt cotton burning; no use talking to him?he knew the smell of bnruini < >;: n, and by thunder! he had sine!: i . Tin :\r>,l pilot said kind of soft and ingly to. Sam : "My boy, if you'd told me you \v;is so near the jim-jams I'd stood double watch for you. Now you go and soak your head in a bucket of water and take a good sleep, and you'll be all right by to-morrow." Sam just biled over at this, aud when a pretty young woman passenger said to the skipper, loud enough for Sam to hear, "so young and nice looking, too?how sad it would make his poor mother feel to hear how he drinks," he fairly frothed at the mouth. You never sec a fellow so toned down as Sam was after that, and though the boys never quit running him be? liever talked back, but looked kind of puzzled ?as though he was trying to account for that smell of cotton smoke." "And what was the cause of the smell ?" I asked mine Ancient. He chuckled a full min? ute, and then said: "You see there's a speak? ing-tube running from the engine roe:: to the pilot house. I had in mind the tricks Sam had played on me, and having worked him to a nervous state about lire, I waited bill he was alone in the pilot house, and then set fire to a little wod of cotton, stuffed it into the speak? ing-tube, and the smell came out right under his nose. A little sugar in it, pard." When Not to Laugh.?Unless we would be set down as vulgar, don't laugh at people's mistakes or misfortunes. There's a time to laugh ; but when your schoolmate has slipped down on the ice, and is hin t, perhaps; or by accident the fruit stand at the corner is over? turned, and tho poor old man's orauges and apple- are .scattered in the mud; or some lov? er of a very low quality of fun has pinned a ticket for sale 01. a person's back as ho walks tho street; or nn absent-minded lady, thinking more of the poor she is going to visit than her? self, has gone out with one boot and one slip? per on; or a nearsighted person, whom you never saw before, addresses you as .lane or John, aud cordially inquires after your grand? ma, when you haven't any; or the new board? er next door, in a olock of a dozen houses all precisely alike, walks familiary into your hall and comes to a dead slop on the stairs ; or the bashful student comes awkwardly upon the platform, and breaks down in an attempt to declaim ; or the same sort of sensitive youth, through extreme diffidence, commits in com? pany the very error he was trying to avoid ; or whenever anything trying or humble happens to any person?that is not the time to laugh, if you do by others as you would be done by. If you are the person laughed at in anysuchcase, cousider that, at least, you arc a great deal bet? ter than those who laugh at you/ Tho bashful girl or boy always turns out better than the too ; bold. The people who arc always right side out in looks and dress and style, are not neces? sarily by any means the best or brightest. Nothing more surely indicates good breeding and a Large heart than not seeming to notice a blunder, whether of friend or strange?unless it is by a word or simple net of kindness to show sympathy or render assistance, when this can spare the feelings or lighten a misfortune. ? White lead rubbed up with linseed oil to the consistency of paste is au excellent appli? cation for burns. His Experience.?"No, sir, I never regret? ted marrying Mollie here. She's been the making of me. I was an idle dog when I met j her and thought of nothing but spending my I money at saloons, just as fist as I earned it. She was only a poor seamstress, that was in I dustrions, honest, and frugal in habits, for i she'd had a hard row to hoc, poor girl! Well, : for her ake I grew saving and careful, and j soon had a little money in the bank. Finally ' we were married and after furnishing two rooms j had just a hundred dollars left, "it was not j much, but it was our own. That was fourteen months back. Now we have this little house. We have carpets on the floor of two rooms, nine pictures on the walls, and nearly fifty books in that case of shelves up there which I made. Our house is small, but there is no envy; no fear of the future, fault-finding or selfishness in it. We have nearly a hundred dollars saved, besides these things in the house, i Our rent is paid for the entire year till next j spring. We go to church regularly, attend ; coucerts, and lectures and amusement when the price is not too high. Sometimes the prices arc so high we cannot afford to go. Then we stay at home, read to each other, have visitors or go out a little while to visit a few friends close by. I haven't been in a saloon since I was married, sir, and will never enter one again. I had rather these pictures, books, car? pets and that organ should be in our house than iu the house of the man who makes his saloon attractive so as to entice men there to spend their earnings. We find that this life is as we make it. We are helping each other, and the more we do for each other, the better we love each other, and thus my wife is lead? ing me to heaven. And from the bottom of my heart I wish that all the young men who arc now traveling the road I traveled two years ago would follow my example, for, sir, they'd never regret it." All Want Medicine.?The Griffin (Ga.) News saj's: The colored people have some strange ways, and one of these is a disposition to grunt or have ailments. This weakness is more plainly shown whenever there is a remedy about, especially if that "remedy" is anything on the line of medicine. We overheard a gen? tleman discussing this matter the other day, and he remarked that he could not keep a bot? tle of medicine on his premises and let it be known. It made no difference what kind it was, if they thought it would do them good. He was "sorter ailing" and being in town, had a bottle of bitters fixed up by his physician. Returning home he took two doses, aud found it so rough that he was going to throw it away, but, thinking for a moment, he stepped to tho door, and said in the hearing of some of his ne? groes that he had some splendid medicine.? Next morning one came grunting around, say? ing: "Boss, I'se mighty ailing dis morning; ain't you got something forme ? I'se got a pain in my misery." He was properly "dosed," and went on his way rejoicing. In less than twen? ty-four hours six of them had "destroyed" the entire bottle, aud each of them had a different complaint. "Halves with God."?One day a gentle? man gave a little boy, his nephew, a gold coin. "Now you must keep that," said the gentle? man. "Oh, no," said the boy, "I shall halve it first. Maybe I shall keep my half." " Your half," said his uncle ; "why it's all yours." "No," answered the child, with au earnest shake of the head ; "no, it is not all mine. I always go halves with God. Half I shall keep aud half I shall give to Him." "God owns the world ; He does not need it," said his uncle. "The gold and silver, and the cattle on a thousand hills belong to Him." The little boy looked puzzled for a moment. He had never thought of this. Presently he said, "Anyhow God goes halves with us. lie lets us share with Him, and don't you think we ought to give Him back His part?'' That was the right feeling. That little boy felt grateful to God for all the good things He had given him, and it was the gratitude he felt that made him desire to "go halves with God." All Sorts of Paragraphs. ? Why is President Grant like a power of attorney? Because he "knows all men by these presents!" ? The most vigilant people are invariably those who neglect their own business to attend to the affairs of their neighbors. ? The latest attempt to hurt the feelings editorial is in this current story: "Are you connected with a paper here ?" asked a country? man of an inmate of the Indiana Insane Asylum. "O! no," was the reply ; "1 have been to the insane asylum and been cured ; a man never runs a newspaper after he is cured." ? "I would not accept a nomination if it were tendered, unless it should come under such circumstances as to make it an impera? tive duty," says President Grant in his amu? sing "third term" utterance. "I swear," said old Parkinson, in a paroxism of the demoral? izing misery which follows a debauch, "I swear I never'11 tech another drop of liquor?unless I'm sick or want some." ? A countryman purchased a new hat at a Burlingtou store, last week, leaving his old one with the merchant, who kicked it under the counter. The next day tho countryman returned, and after a search among the rub? bish found the old tile, and turning down the band pulled out a fifty-dollar bill, quietly re? marking, "I came mighty near forgcttin' where 1 put that money." ? An exchange lets off the following on de? linquent subscribers: "Looking over an old ledger, we see a long array of names of former subscribers who are indebted to us. Some of them have moved away and are lost to sight, although to memory dear. Others are carrying the contribution boxes in our most respectable churches, and others again are an? gels in Heaven ; but they owe us just the same." ? A young lady in Indianapolis sought to impart the hue of health to her cheeks the oth? er evening when dressing for a party, and found the requisite bloom in the coloring mat? ter of some cinnamon candy. During the evening her cheeks became very much swollen, and the poison soon after communicated itself to her eyes. She is now quite blind, and thero seems to" be little hope that she will ever regain her eyesight. ? It is well known that nobody makes more delicious corn bread than the negro women of the South. One of them told an inquiring young lady how she does it, and for the benefit of our housekeeping readers we give the re? ceipt. Says Dinah: "Why, darlin, sometimes gcn'ally I takes a little [meal,'and sometimes gen'ally I takes a little flou, an' I kinc o' mixed 'em up with some hot water, and 1 puts in eggs enuffan a little salt, an' then I bakes it j ist'bout enufr. An you do so, jess so, honey, au' you'll make it as good as I do." ? The Mobile, Alabama, Register resents an imputation cast upon a legitimate Southern word, saying : "The other day a Georgia paper said that Mr. A. H. Stephens could not have made a certain remark because he understood the English language loo well to make use of such a slang word as "tote." We resent the indignity enst upon "tote." We cling to "tote" as theflP.iiglo-Saxon nations cling to Magna Charta. It reminds us of our descent from a liberty-loving people, and preserves the memo? ry of justice. The writ by which a peasant aggrieved in the Baron's Court was enabled to carry [tollere) his case up to the County Court was known as the writ of toft, pronounced commonly tote. This privilege which the humble farmer had of toting his ease up from his own landlord to a less prejudiced court was dear to every Englishman. The people of the South will not surrender (hat word. It is as dear to our yeomeu as the common law itself." IT IS NO JOKE,BUT A REAL FACT! THAT LEWIS & CO. ARE GIVING The Worth of the Money in any Goods they Sell. F OR INSTANCE? You can get a GENUINE HAND-MADE BOOT or SHOE, at less than home-made prices. A "NOBBY HAT," or a "GRANGER," at a reasonable price. And those WHITE LACE INDIA LAWNS and PIQUES are really exquisite. So the Ladies all say. And the CALICOES, MUSLINS, CHAMBRES, PRINTED LAWNS and DRESS GOODS all are beautiful. We refer to the Ladies for proof of it. You can buy any? thing you want AT A REAL LOW DOWN FIGURE ! In fact, SO MUCH CHEAPER than you have been accustomed to, that it will SURPRISE you to see and hear. Our Stock is now NEW and FRESH. Come soon and get the choice. Our substantial lines and Staple Goods are complete. All in need of good Goods at the right kind of prices, will do well to call and see for themselves. ' LEWIS & CO.. O Oi*unite Row, Anderson, fe. O. April 2!?, 1875_41_ _3m LEAD, ZINCS, COLORS. AND PUTTY. MANUFACTURED BY HOLMES, CALDER & CO., Proprietors. Office, 203 East Bay Street. Factory, Corner Cumberland and Philadelphia Sts., CHARLESTON, S. C. IMPORTERS and Dealers in LUBRICATING AXU PAINT OILS, WINDOW GLASS and PAINTER'S MATERIAL. Agents for AVERILL'S CHEMICAL PAINT, PRINCE'S METALLIC, PAINT, RUB? BER AND LEATHER BELTING. Feb 25, 1875 - 32 6m ? INDEED.! IS STRANGE HOW PEOPLE DO, WE have called on you from time to time to pay the MONEY you JUSTLY OWE US, and you WON'T DO IT. We still urge you to pay your HONEST DEBTS ; and if you are de? termined not to pay, come in and talk with us about them, any way, and leave us impressed that you will sometime, perhaps, pay us a little something. Our Guano Company?the WANDO?need their money due for past years, also; and wo warn you again that there will bo a TERRIBLE SUE1NG soon, unless all of oar old claims are paid up. We have still a LARGE STOCK OF GOODS on hand, which we will cheerfully DIVIDE AMONG THOSE WHO PAY THEIR DEBTS. BLECKLEY, BROWN & CO. S. BLECKLEY. Hew Advertisements. PAfi'Sr A nirVPCI wanted to sell "Tl.o UUUJtk. ?ly?liJi Id Pcople'sComntonSeuse Medical Advisor." It i.- tho cheapest book ever published: 885 pages, over 250 illustrations, $1.50. Thousands buy it atsi?hi who could not be induced to purchase the high priced books treating <>f Domestic Medieiue. Unlike oth? er biK>ks sold through agents this work is thoroughly ad? vertised throughout North America. Tin's fact, together with the large .-i/o, vlegant appearance, aud many new features or the book, causes it to sell more rapidly than any work ever published in this country. Thoscof my agents who have had experience in selling b K>ks, say that, in all their previous canvassing they never met witli such success or made so large wages, as since commencing the sale of my work. For terms and territory, address (inclo? sing two |*ostagc stamps ami stating experience) 11. V. PIERCE, M. D., World's Dispensary, Uull'alo, N. Y. Note. ?Mark envelope "For Publishing Dcp't." ACTIVE CANVASSING AGENTS Wanted in every city and district in the State of rfouth Carolina to solicit tor the Mobile Life Insurance Go, Ol? MO RILE. A Ii A. A SOUND, RELIABLE AND PKO< iRESSIVE SOUTU ERN COM TAN Y. Address, giving references, II. M. FRIEND, Secretary, Mobile, Ala. x\ Speedily cured bv DR. BECK'S only known nnd sure Remedy. So CHARGE for treatment until cured." Call on or address Dr. J. C. BEGS, 112 John St., Cincinnati, 0. \ WERK guaranteed to Male and Female Agents cir locality. Costs NOTHING to try it. Par irs free. P.O. VICKERY & CO., Augusta, Me. Advertiser's Gazette! A Journal of Information for Advertisers. Edition, 9,600 cop? ies. Published weekly. Terms, $2 per annum, in advance. FIVE SPECIMEN COPIES (DIFFERENT DATES) TO ONE ADDRESS FOB 25c. Office No. 41 Park Row, New York, GEO. P. IN)WELL & CO., Editors and Publishers. Xlic Above Cut Represents Tozer's Improved AGRICULTURAL ENGINE ! OF which there are now more than :i dozen at werk in Anderson Comity. For further information, apply to X. K. SULLIVAN A ?'<)., Anderson, s. ft, or ad dress (ho undersurned. RICHARD TOZER, Columbia, S. C. Dec 3,1571 i-'l ly M. GOLDSMITH. P. KIND. FHCENIX IRON WORKS, COLUMBIA, S. C. GOLDSMITH & KIND, FOUNDEES & MACHINISTS, HAVE always on hand Stationary Steam Engines and Boilers for Saw Mills, etc., Saw and Grist Mills, Cotton Presses, Gearing, Shafting, Pnllies, etc. Castings of every kind in Iron or Brass. We guarantee to furnish En? gines and Boilers of as good quality and power, and at as low rates as can be had 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 filling orders. GOLDSMITH & KIND, Columbia, S.C. May 28,1S74_4?_ly WILHITE & WILLIAMS WOULD inform their friends, and the pub? lic generally, that they have bought out Benson & Sharpc, and are receiving a fresh supply of Drugs, Medicines, Chemicals, etc., (Selected by tho 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, a full line of PERFUMERY and TOILET ARTICLES, CIGARS and TOBAC? CO. Puro BRANDIES and WINES, for med? ical purposes strictly, and other articles usually kept in our lino, j?s?- Prescriptions carefully compounded. Jan 1-i, 1875_26_ly HENRY BISCH?FE & CO., Wholesale Grocers, o AND DEALERS IN CAROLINA RICE, Wines, Liquors, Cigars, Tobacco, ?Sc?., Sec, Scc9 197 and 199 East Bay Street, CHARLESTON, S. C. Sole Agents for .South Carolina for the OLD VALLEY WHISKEY. Aug 20,1874_6_ 6m STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, CO UNTY OF ANDERSON. COURT OF COMMON PLEAS. W. W. Orr, Adm'r. of James Orr, dee'd, Plain tifT, against Georgiana Orr, J. M. Orr, and otliors.?Complaint to sell Land, Marshal As~ sets, Relief, tC'C mi IE Creditors of James Orr, deceased, aro _j_ hereby notified to present and prove their demands beforo me on or before tho 15th day of July next, on pain of losing all interest or advantage under any decree made in the above stated case. JOHN W. DANIELS, Clerk Court Common Pleas. May 13, 1S75_A3_8 STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, COUNTY OF ANDERSON. IN THE COURT OF PROBATE. John L. Hammond, Executor, against George W. Hammond, Adelia C. Todrl, et Com? plaint to sell lands, marshal assets, relief, <??<*. Tili: Creditors of tho lato Herbert Ham? mond, deceased, are hereby netitlc ' I > present and prove their demands befor me on or by tho 10th day of September nex . . bo barred all interest and benefit under the decree made or to be made in tho above stated ease. W. W. HUMPHREYS, Judge of Probate. Juno??. is;:. 48