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The Best Side Harrows on the Market. Simple, strong, durable and cheap. Headquarters on Plows, Ho^s and Agricultu? ral Implements of all kinds. . SULLIVAN HARDWARE CO. IMMENSE DAILY ARRIVALS OP NEW, PRETTY, AND Fashionable Goods -AT ? Sylvester Bleckley Go's! 3sroTioisrs3 In Endless Varieties. LACES, EMBROIDERIES AND RUCHINGS. Large Assortment, Best Selections, and Very Cheap. The Latest Designs in Van Dyke And Directoire Styles. IN OUR DRESS GOODS DEPARTMENT You can find all kinds, shades and patterns, to Buil everybody, with Trimmingis to match, and at prices to enable all to buy. Wo * cordially Of tbe County and City lo call and examine our Goods, promising them POLITE ATTENTION AND FAIR DEALING. WE HAVE A SPLENDID STOCK OF HORSES, MULES, BUGGIES, WAGONS ai HARNESS, Of all descriptions for aale, and can Gt you up with anything in this line. Don't buy withoit calling at BLECKLEY'S STABLES. WE HAVE ON HAND A GOOD STOCK OF THE DOWLAW COTTON PLANTERS, The price on which has been reduced, so that all can buy. Also, a good stock of ' " EUREKA HARROWS, Beit made. HOES, PLOWS, and everything you want. Yours, very truly, SYLVESTER BLECKLEY CO. TflA0H?$'G0LUMN, -ts^ All communicationsi; intended for this Column should be addressed to D. H. RUSSELL, School Commissioner, Ander? son, 8. C. At Beaverdam things have taken on new life, and the people have put up a new and comfortable school building, and have a competent teacher in the per son of Miss Lillie Bigby. This school was first taught by Mrs. Zoe Vermillion for two months, but she was called to assist her husband in the High School, at Williamston, aud her mantle fell on Miss Bigby. 'We called there last week and spent a while with her, and were well pleased with what we saw and heard. These children have not had school privileges for a long time and, of course, are very much behind, but the teacher is bending her en ergies to over? come all that, and we think will succeed. Our next call was upon Mr. J. V. Vermillion, at Central, where we found a goodly array of pupils of all ages, and evidently of bright minds. The younger pupils of this school, however, are very much behind in the matter of writing, and patrons and tepcher should put their heads together and rectify it. Every boy and girl in the land ten years' old ought to be able to sign bis or ber name, and if they are not, somebody has neg? lected their duly, tbat is clear, the ability to write our mother tongue iB one of the fundamentals of a common school education, and ought to be looked after as soon as a child enters school. We saw several of the more advanced classes, and they were well up in their studies. A new building is badly needed here, and one well supplied with all the appointments for teaching, and we hear It is talked of, and hope it will material? ize in tbo near future. ? ? i We were told there was a colored school at Rock Creek, but we drove there at nine o'clock in the morning and found no teacher, and only two or three boys playing ball. As we bad no time to fool away we drove on to where there was some work going on. This nine o'clock business at this season of the year will not do, and too many of our colored teachers are putting in practice college rules as to time, and it won't work in the country. If the parents won't send their children sooner than that, the Trustees would do well to clone up the school. Since writing the above we have re? ceived a card from the Trustees, in which they imform us they have closed this school for neglect of duty on the part of the teacher. We made a short but pleasant call on Miss Laura Ellis, who is in charge of the primary department at the Williamston Female College. Owing to indisposition, our call was briefer than we liked, but during our short stay we concluded that the interests of the primary department were suffering no detriment at her hands. F. J. Washington has charge of the Williamston Colored School, and is do? ing efficient work, of which he gave us proof in some classes put up at the blackboard. The school was too full, however, and this fact renders it impos? sible for bin to do as well as he could with a smaller number. It is always pleasant for us to go to Sbiloh by reason of past associations. We made a visit there last week, and found Mias Lou Wyatt at the helm guid? ing things with a firm and steady hand. She seems to be exemplifying the faithful teacher in patieuce, painstaking and earnestnesp, and her pupils gave evidence of good training. We had tba pleasure of meeting here again our friend, Trus? tee Richardion, who is ever interested in the welfare of his school?, and beneath bis hospitable roof we spent a pleasant night. _ At Mt. Pleasant, near Beaverdam Church, we found a colored school being taught by A. I. Parker. We are inclin? ed to think this man has mistaken his calling in trying to teach. We thought so last winter after visiting bis school, and we are more inclined to think so now. Many of the schools are closing now, and will remain closed until next winter, and very many of the boys and girls who have been thumbing books and slates will be in the cotton and corn fields of the County. What a pity that some means could not be devised to keep the little fellows in the school room. Now is the precious, golden) opportunity to train the child's mind when it is young and tender, and instruction impressed upon it now remains forever, but later ou af.cr the pupils have become cal? loused mentally, it is like trying to uproot |the weeds in a garden tbat has been neglected, It is all up bill work. Two or three months in the public school each winter will never give a boy or girl eveu the rudiments of a common school education, and looked at from this point of view, the public money is not much of a blessing. ? A dog on exhibition at the New York bench show is valued at $6,000, and belongs jointly to two gentlemen of that city. When dogs get to be so valuable tbat it takes two men to own one, it is about time to propound Socrates' celebrated conundrum, "Whither are we drifting?" ? The National Summer Normal School for teachers and superintendents will honor Aeheville, N. 0., w'.th its presence between the daya of July 28th and August 9th. The institute holds a session of two weeks each in eight differ? ent citiep, and this ia the only city in the south which will be visited. ? The State of Georgia has sold the Okefenokee swamp. It take3 in part of Cbarlton, Ware and Clinch counties and contains about 250,000 acres. The high? est bid was 26} cents an acre. The syn? dicate consists of Colonel Frank Coxe. Gen. P. M. B. Young, Marshal A. Philipps, H. S. Little and Henry Jack eon. It is said that it will require about $250,000 to drain the swamp. There is good timber enough, however, to pay for the expense of surveying nnc) drain? ing. ANDEBSON, S. C, BILL ARB'S PHILOSOPHY. Atlanta Constitution. A few days ago the Jews celebrated the feast of Purim?a feast to commemorate the deliverance of their forefathers from destruction at the bands of Haman. The Jews were called in the olden times a peculiar people and they are peculiar now. Waa there ever a race so true to the tra? ditions of their fathers ? Was there ever a people so zealous, so constant, so stead? fast in their religion and yet so tolerant, so considerate and so unwilling to prose? lyte those of another faith ? Who ever heard of a Jew trying to convert a gen? tile ? The gentiles have tried for centu? ries to proselyte the Jews. They have tried force and fear, and argument, but all in vain. Not long ago I saw it stated that in the last twenty yearsEngland had expended in mission work among the Jews of Europe one hundred and eighty thousand pounds, and claimed to have converted six?six that they were sure of. What a quiet, unpretending people. How clear of crime and litigation, how kind and charitable to each other, bow true in war, bow gentle in peace, how liberal in all public enterprises tbat are for the public good. The feast of Purim caused me to investigate a little to see what I could find more than is in our Bi? ble book of Esther. It seems that Ahashaerua was another name for Artaxerxes and tbat Haman was an Amalekite and bated tbe Jem, because in the days of their power and prosperity they had bo often whipped the Amalekites and dispoiled them of their prosperity. Ahashaerus was a good, easy, unsuspect? ing king and Haman was a shrewd, designing courtier. The king had no business ordering Vashti before him, for no doubt he was drinking, and it was not the custom of Persian women to go be? fore a crowd of drunken courtiers. But woman was at a discount then, and those fellows said that if Mrs. VaBbti was allowed to disobey her lord, then every other man's wife would do tbe same thing, and so Vashti was retired in disgrace, and Esther was chosen. What a beauty Bhe must have been to be preferred over several hundred Persian maidens, who had been carefully selected from all the vir? gins of the empire. I have often won? dered bow the great king made his choice. Were these beautiful maidens all seated in a spacious hall, and did tbe king pass around and inspect them and cause each one to stand up and turn around and walk about just like ray friend, Billy Ramey, does a borae ? Did he want to see if she wps coupled well and how she stood on her pasture joints ? Waa she a thorough? bred, and did she hold a high head and a flashing eye? Did she wear No. 2 shoes and step like a deer? Did he ex? amine her teeth and ask how old she was, Tradition Bays it took the king three weeks to make bis choice. The first week he reduced tbe number to forty nine; the second week to seven, and on tbe last day of the third week he chose Esther and kissed her and conducted her to his magnificent throne. Wbat a dis? appointment it was to all tbe others to be retired and sent back to their various homes. There was but one Cinderilla, and that waa Esther. Seventy years ago tbere was a grand rich lady of the olden time whose children bad all married and gone, and this fine lady was lonely and sad in her beautiful home in the country near Savannah, and she went to the or? phan's home in the city, and told the good matron that she wanted to adopt a little girl and would do a good part by her, and educate her and be a mother to her. And so all the little children were dressed in their Sunday clothes and brought into the large room that was called the chapel, and the Feala were arranged all round next to the wall*, and more than a hun? dred little girls took tbeir seat Side by side and awaited their fate with fear and with hope. For them it was a trying ordeal, for they could not know who would be choseu, nor whether the lady would be kind or not. But they had no choice in the matter. They were helpleBB orphans and must obey. The fine lady was arrayed in silk and jewels, and her carriage was waiting at tbe gate. Three times did she walk slowly round, looking closely into the faces of the children who sat like trembling fawns, and Bhe talked pleasantly to tbem, and asked them ques? tions so kindly that soon their feara were dispelled. At every round she stopped longer at one place than she did at any other, and asked more searching ques? tions of a Bweet, sad child who had not been there long, a child whose parents died the same day of yellow fever and were buried in tbe same grave and left no kindred to care for her. Af? ter the third round tho great, fine lady called the matron to her and said: "I will take this one," and she placed her jeweled hand upon the bead of the child and all tho others were retired to their accustomed places: Iu a few minutes the chosen one's little satchel of clothing was prepared. She kissed a sad goodbye to her companions and the good matron and her household, and went out with the la? dy into the wide world to begiu a new life with Blrangers iu a strange place. The great, fine lady was the mother of Dr. Goulding, a great preacher, and she was the grandmother of the "Young Maroo ncrs." That little orphan girl was my mother, and a kind providence never guarded an orphan all her life with more tender care than he did her. She waa not made a queen, but she lived long and happily and blessed her children. How smart was old man Mordicai in concealing the fact that hi* orphaned niece was a Jewess. He wanted favors from that king?favors for his people, or he would have never consented that she should wed an alien, even though he were a king. In due time he secured those favors and the king allowed tbe JewB to rebuild their cily, and gave them money nud encouragement. Esther, the beautiful queen, was the power behind tho throne. Twenty years have passed since a good man diod?a man whose name was Brad? bury. Uc waa a good musical geniu3, and composed many, musical books, of ?which over half a million were sold. When I waB a boy his song books were in universal use. His cantata of Esther still lives, and will live always I hope, for it is a wonderful work, and haa given exquisite pleasure to millions. I bnvo a THURSDAY MOEN great reverence for his memory. What a comfort it must be to a man in his old age to realize that his life's work has been a comfort to his fellow men, and will live after him and continue to be a com? fort. Our young people have recently had this cantata on the boards, .and have twice delighted the public with its per? formance. It took about a month of practice and rehearsal to make it a suc? cess; but it was a success, and has done more to elevate and refine the taste for good music than anything that haB trans? pired in this community. Including the children, there were about forty persons engaged in it, and all the parents and kindred became interested and now everywhere you go the sweet strains of this cantata are heard. The children chant it on the way to school; the moth? ers at the fireside; the lawyers at their desks. I asked a banker for ten dollars, and he smiled and sang, "Long Live Our Beauteous Queen;" and. as he was a little Blow, I had to reply, "Haste, Haste, [ Haste." We had some splendid voices and elegant costumes, and during the pathetic scene? I wanted to weep ao bad that I was ashamed of my efforts to con? ceal my emotion. At one time my tender feelings broke loose and run over in spite of myBelf, and I had to choke them back again, with an audible effort that was something between a sneeze and a snort. Folks looked round at me, but I made no sign. I do love to cry on such occasions, and I would boo hoo aloud if I was not ashamed. How those little girls did en? joy the part they -played, and when the audience went wild and cheered and en eored to call them back, one little one waa alarmed and said "Mother, didn't we do it right, have we got to do it over again." . Now, every town has got some musical talent, and so has young people who are restless for something to do in the way of pleasant entertainments. Let them gather the amateurs and train them for this beautiful cantata. It will take a month of hard work?earnest work?but it will pay at last. Anything of beauty, or a joy forever. Long live our beauteous queen, Long live our nohlo king. God is the refuge of his people. The beautiful strains to which these words and others are set haunt me and follow me like a delightful dream. The women got this up and tbe men just fell into line; that's all?we alwayB do?we have to. The men can compose, but it takes woman to execute. Why is that? Wby is it that the world has no great composers among tbe women ? There are no female Haydns or Handels or Mozarts or Beethovens?not even a female Bradbury to compose a cantata. Then let the young people try these musical en? tertainments. I see that they occasion? ally get on a strain for something and get up a "cold water set around," or a "coffee and conversation," or a "tea and talk" party, which, of course, is better than nothing, but they are not things of beanty and do noT last long. Bill Akp. A Child Commits Suicide. "Flemingburg, Ky., March 23.?Lit? tle Mamie Markwell was one of the pret? tiest and brightest girls in the school about a mile from this place. She was a loveable and unusually precocious child, gentle in disposition and a favorite in the countryside for miles around. Among the children that romped at tbe recess on Friday, Mamie was one of tbe happiest. She was endowed with a superabundance of animal spirits, and returned to her desk with her cheeks glowing from the exercise. The children were merry over some happening of their play, and the teacher twice commanded order as a titter was heard iu the room. At tbe third manifestation of suppressed merriment two of the culprits were called up by the teacher. Ooe of tbem was Mamie Mark well and the teacher admin? istered a severe rebuke. Mamie, who had always been a model scholar, felt the disgrace keenly and re? turned to her seat in tears. She was depressed during the rest of the session, and when tbe sch x>l was finally dismiaed, with her face burning with shame and dowDcast eyes, she hurried home. Her father, Lewia Markwell, was absent at the time, and the mother's effort to learn what was the matter with the child was met with evasive answers. Mamie then retired to tier little room up stairs. Upon the father's return in the even iug she was called and, receiving no answer, Mrs. Markwell ascended to the room. The child was lying on the bed, evidently asleep. The mother endeav? ored to arouse her, but discovered that tbe little one was a corpse. An investi? gation showed that Mamie had secured a paper of styrichnine that had been kept in the house for 3ome purpose and had taken a dose. The mother is almost crazed with grief. How's This! We offer One Hundred Dolfara reward for any case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by taking Hall's Catarrh Cure. F. J. CHENEY & CO., Props, Toledo, 0. We, the undersigned, have known F. J. Cheney for the last 15 years, and be? lieve him perlectly honorable in all busi? ness transactions and financially able to carry out any obligation made by that firm. West & Truax, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, 0. Waldino, Kijtnan & Marvin, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, 0. Hall's Catarrh Cure ia taken internally, acting directly upon tbe blood and mu? cous surfaces of the system. Price 75c. per bottle. Sold by all Druggists. ? The Kansas atation report says that smut can be effectually destroyed in seed oats by soaking them in water, at a tem? perature of 132 degreea, for 15 minutes. This is considered preferrable to copperas water. ? It is said that Claus Spreckles ha? cleared $3,000,000 during the past year by soiling bis sugar one-eighth of a cent below the cost of that sold by the trust. What do thn members of the trust make? ING, APKIL 3, 189C A MOUNTAIN TRAGEDY. WALLACE T. REED. It was late one summer afternoon when I rode up to a little farmhouse in the Tennessee mountains, and paused lir a brief rest and a drink of water. Two persons were sittiogon tho piazza ?a man and a woraaD?plain country people, past middle age?just such a pair as one would expect to find in a quiet little mountain cottage. The farmer and his wife offered me a comfortable rocking chair, and a negro woman brought me a gourd of cold spring water. It struck me after a few words had been exchanged that there was something wrong in the little household, but I could not see what it was. The man and woman both had sad /aces, and their hair seemed to be prematurely white. Their voices were pleasant, but they spoke in a subdued tone, in a me? chanical way, apparently feeling little interest in anything that was said. The man, I soon found was partially paraly? zed, and moved slowly and with difficulty. I took it for granted that they were shy in the presence of a stranger, and at once proceeded to make myself agreea? ble by praising the scenery and compli? menting the place and its surroundings. The woman answered me without enthusiasm, and the man was silent, except when I asked him a direct ques? tion. I attempted to make the two take a mutual interest in the conversation, but they did not look at each other, and what was said by one was absolutely ignored by the other. Such placid indifference was depressing. It waa impossible to talk freely under such conditions, and in a few minutes I rose to go. My hoste did not ask me to remain longer, and I felt that my visit was unwelcome. As I rode away up the hill I glanced back two or three times, Just x> I expected, this siogular couple remained seated a? far away as they could get from each other. They were silently looking straight ahead. Evidently they had not exchanged a word concerning the stran? ger who had just left them. All this was so unlike country people that I began to suspect some mystery. Half an hour's ride brought me to the house of my old friend, Colonel Jones, where I was to spend the night. "Colonel," I said suddenly, as we smoked our pipes afcer supper, "do you know anything about the people at the next house, where I stopped on my way here this afternoon ?" "Poor Jack Hunter and his wife," replied the colonel. "Yes, I know all about them. You took them for very peculiar people, I suppose?" Then I told my friend what I had seen, and how the strange manner of the farmer and his wife had puzzled me. "Poor Jack and poor Mary!" exclaim? ed the colonel. "I will tell you their story." He filled his pipe again, and after a moment's reflection, said: "It was during the war when Mary Holt and her folks moved to this settle? ment. In those days Mary was the pret? tiest girl in this whole mountain range, and Jack Hunter was one of the finest young fellows to be found anywhere. "You know what 13 coming. Jack and Mary being the handsomest and bright? est couple in the neighborhood, naturally fell in love with each other, and in six months they were married. No two young people ever began life under hap? pier circumstances. The only draw back was Jack's temper. He was high spirit ed, altogether too quick and fiery, and some of the old folks predicted that tbis would cause trouble." The colonel whiffed steadily at -his pipe for a full minute. "The prophets of evil were right," he resumed. "In those times this was a sort of neutral ground. It was between the lines, and confederate, and union soldiers came and went without being molested. Hunter was a red hot seces? sionist, and would have joined the army if he had not been lame in one leg. As it was he made no secret of his senti ments, and the unionists kept out of his way. "Mary seemed to be devoted to ber husband, and everything moved along pleasantly for months after their wed? ding. One day there was a change. Jack had a kinswoman, a meddlesome gossip, who hinted to him that something was wrong. Jack was furious, but his cousin told him that he had married Mary without inquiring into hc-r past history, and then she whispered something that drove the youDg man almost crazy with rage." My companion rose from his chair and paced the lloor. "I hate to tell about it," he said, "but I must go on. Hunter learned from his cousin that Mary had been seen holding clandestine meetings with a union officer in a secluded spot not far from her homo. The husband said nothing to bis wife. He waited and watched. Mary wonder? ed why Jack had sud>. :ily grown so cross and silent, but she made the best of it, tbinkiDg that he had some trouble on his mind. "Just about twilight one day Jack came homo from the field where be had been at work and found Mary missing. He instantly left the house and ran to the top of a neighboring hill. He saw just what he feared. Down iu the valley below ho saw his wife and a handsome union officer parting from each other in the moBt affectionate fashion. They em? braced and kissed after the manner of lovers. "Hunter slipped back to the houso, seized his rifle, and went off to the woods in the direction the officer would be sure to take on his way back to the union lines. An hour lator just as Mary was wondering why her husband was so late for supper Jack walked in and threw his rifle into a corner. His white face and blazing eye3 alarmed Mary and she asked some excited question. Jack coolly told her that he had discovered her intrigue, and had followed hrr lover from their place of meeting, and had shot him down like a dog within sight of bis camp. He had seen some soldier* come out and carry the dead body off. ."Mary stood like a marble statue lis? tening to the horriblo story. " 'God forgive you!" ehe cried. "'You have killed my brother, and broken my heart!'" "It was only too true. Mary knowing how strong Jack was for the southern cause had never told him about her un? ion brother, but when the young officer was in the neighborhood the two bad secretely met several times. "Hunter fell on his knees aud begged forgiveness. He offered to kill himself, or do anything that his wife demanded. But Mary would not talk. She asked to let alono until morning, and locked her? self in her room. Poor Jack roamed about in the woods all night, and in the morning returned home, where he found his wife waiting for him. "Mary looked at the man's haggard face, and noticed his trembling limb3. " 'Jack,"' she said," 'you are as good a man as ever lived, but you have blighted my life by your mistake or crime. I can never love you again, but my heart is full of pity. Let us live here until God calls ua away. I will try to do my duty, but do not speak to me, for I cannot answer you. Here is one kiss for our old love, and now let us bear our sorrow in silence until the spell ia broken." The colonel threw himself into a chair and sighed. "There ia nothing more to tell," he said. "Those two unfortunates have hot Bpoken to each other in twenty five years. They are kiod and patient, but I am afraid they will never come together. Jack was paralyzed just after his great trouble, and his wife has been very good to him in her way. Sad story, isn't it ?" A Jockey's Revenge. Louisville, March 24.?Some time ago Jones, a colored boy and a jockey for Trainer Henry Owsley, at the race track, stole $30 from John Merrill, a well-knowh shoer of race horses. Owsley liked the boy whom he had taught, and he prevailed on Merrill not to prosecute him if the money was restored. The latter consented, with the understanding that Jones was to be soundly thrashed and given a good talking to. Mr. Ows? ley caught Jones, and took him into a room at the stable and informed him of Merrill's position. The boy objected, and attempted to run away, but Joe Al? len, a rubber, caught him and held him while the punishment was administered. When he was released he told Joe Allen that if be had to wait a hundred years he would get even with him. Yesterday afternoon about six o'clock a party of jockeys and stable boys were spinning tops in front of the stable and Jones was among the uumber. Seeing Allen approach, he drew a pipe from his pocket, and just as he raised his top to spin it he handed the pipe to him saying, "Light that while I spin my top." The latter unsuspectingly complied, and in a moment an explosion occurred. The pipe wa3 full of powder and one of Allen'a eyea was totally destroyed while the sight of the otber was practically ruined. "I wish it had killed you," cried the jockey. Jones, who was taken to jail, admitted that he had filled the pipe on purpose to injure Allen, and that be had intended to get even with him for holding him while he was being whipped fur stealing the $30. The physicians think that the shock to Allen's system is so great that he will die. Justice for a Negro Armorer. New Orleans, March 23.?A negro received justice last night from an organ? ization composed exclusively of Southern men of the most pronounced type. The Continental Guards righted a wrong which they considered had been done to their negro armorer by expelling Lieut? enant Cottam, one of the most popular and wealthy members of the command aod the son of a leading merchant. Company A, Continental Guards, have for aome seven years had in their service a colored man as armorer named Gilbert Jones. He accompanied them to Boston and has always been faithful to every trust. About a week ago Lieutenant H. T. Cottam, Jr., of Company B, went to the armory to attend drill. He divested himself of bis citizen's clothes and donned his uniform, leaving his gold watch and chain and $9 in money in the vest he bad thrown off. When he returned from drilling he found his watch and money gone, and had Gilbert Jones and the porter of the armory arrested, iocked up and kept in jail all night. Two days afterward the real thief was arrested, the watch recov? ered and Jones and the porter released. The officers of both Company A and Company B suggested to Lieutenant Cot? tam that he should publish a card in some of the city papers, exonerating Jonea from blame in this matter, but this he positively refused to do after repeated requests, and hence his expulaion. He Was au Atlanta Drummer. Last Monday night, says the West Point, Ga., Press, some of our fun-loving boys took a fresh drummer from Atlanta out for a walk. As a lonely Bpot was reached the clear report of a pistol rang out and the drummer's friend fell aa if shot dead. Then something happened. Did tho drummer run? Doea the un? bridled broncho ou the plains move? Is there activity in a cyclone? Then the drummer did move through a marsh? over wire fences, gullies?on through the darkness?keeping time to tho pistol shots that rang out on either side. Fi? nally the terrified drummer reached the city in an awful state of excitement and sorrow over the fate of the "poor boy shot down" by his side. In reciting the horrors of his fearful experiepce he broke down and wept like a child. "Dead 1 dead! My Lord the boy fell shot through the heart, boo hoo." After "the crowd" had carried the joke far enough, the "dead boy" stepped in, and the drummer, who was almost crazed with grief, threw his "loving arms around him" and wept for joy. ' The drummer learned a lessen in West Point that he will never forget, and is a living witnesa to the fact that "we do not know it all as soon as we start out?and that for a time somebody muBt furnish fun for the boys." COST OF A CANNING FACTORY, Interest hip; Figures for Farmer? and Fruit Growers. To the Editor of the News and Courier: As my article on the canning industry has awakened such interest and you solicit further information for your read? ers, I shall endearor to be more explicit and give figures. I herewith submit estimates of coat 02" plant and the necessary articles of ma? chinery for canning 2,000 three pound or 2,750 two pound cans per day. Can be used in connection with steam or set in brick. One scalding kettle. One exhaust kettle. One process kettle. Two scalding baskets. Two exhaust crates. Two process crates. One crane. Three furnace doors. Three grate bare. Two gasoline firepots. Two soldering machines. Two three-pound soldering cappers. Two capping irons. One forging stake. One forging handle. Two pair can tongs. Vice, hammer, etc. This outfit can be purchased in Balti? more for $150 f. 0. b., and the freight from Baltimore to Cbarleaton by Bail will be $2 per ton of 2,C00 pounds. The pur? chaser can, by instructions sent with oul;* fit, put up and operate it without the aid of skilled help. It will require fifteen hands to suc? cessfully operate it, as follows: One pro? cessor, one capper, one tipper, twelve peelers and packers. The latter could be done by women, boys, or girls. In Maryland processors, cappers and tippers receive $2.50 per day, peelers and pack? ers $1 per day, but often farmers do their own processing, which could be done in this case. Thus the farmer doing his own processing, could supervise the cap? per and tipper. This labor being simple it could be had for $1 per day. Thus the labor necessary for packing the above number of cans would consint of: One processor (farmer himself).? 2 60 One capper and tipper, $1 each.$ 2 CO Twelve bands (peelers and packers) 6 00 Total.$10 'O We will now figure tbe coBtof raw mn terial, cans, cases, labels, etc., required in packing 2,000 3 pound cans per day, Tomatoes will be taken for example: One hundred bushels tomatoes, at 20 cents per bushel.$20 CO Two thousand 3-pound cans. 45 CO Labor in packing. 10 ?0 Labels, solder, etc. 4 CO Eighty-three cases (capacity 24 cans to the case).? 7 ?'2 Total.?37 4.2 Now $87.42 is what it cost to pack 2,000 3 pound cans of tomatoes per day (labor and material.) This includes pay for the farmer at $2 50 per day. Also $20 is included for his raw material. Thus he i? paid for bis labor and mate? rial. We now market these 2,000 can3, consisting of 83 cases, and receive $1.65 per case, the prespnt market price. Thus we have $136.95, or a profit of $49.53, a pretty good showing for one day's work. Where one has to buy wood or coal it would reduce these figures, but a profit of $40 per day can be counted on, even where one has to furnish all labor and buy his raw mr.U..*ial, including wood and coal. I would advise farmers to plant their own crop and not depend entirely on his neighbor's for his canning supply; he can then realize a profit on his product in two ways. I would not advise farmers to pack corn, the labor and expense attached to packing this article is so much they could not compete with the Western packers; it also requires expen? sive machinery for silking and removing the corn from the cob, and as they have every facility and packing nothing eine, theie would not be as much money in it as there would be in utilizing tbe same acreage for tomatoes or other vegetables. Now we will take the profits on an acre of tomatoes grown for canning purposes: In the first place, the plants can be net out after all danger of frosts is passed ; ?the farmer can now obtain a seed that will yield from 300 to 700 bushels per acre; for an average say 450 bushels he dis? poses of his product either by canning it himself or selling to his neighbors at 20 I cent3 per bushel; thus he realizes ?90 per aero, runs no risk from early plant? ing and is sure of getting bis money? quite different from the present mode of dieposing of his produce. Sometimes he does and very often he doesn't real?ze, but finds himself in debt; even so, he can ship as long as he finds it profitable, and when it does not further pay to ship the surplus can be ujed for canning pur? poses. As to the capital one has to have in order to undertake tbe canning business, I will say that the cost is in the can not the outfit. Wo will figure on the amount necessary for one to hare : Cost of outfit.$150 00 Freight. 5 00 Brick work, etc. 50 00 Twenty-five thousand labels (to start). 45 00 Freight on cans, 25,000 (to start). li 50 $259 50 The cans cau be purchased on six months' time. Where parties can close account with approved paper bearing 6 per cent, interest, this allows one to dis? pose of his entire pack and pay his note without any inconvenience whatever. I know of no business where so small an investment will yield such satisfactory results. If your people wish information as to outfits they can address me, and I will turn it over to the manufacturers in per? son. J. R. Caliiovx. Baltimore, Md., March 22,1S90. ? The growth of the naiis on the left hand requires eight or ten days more than those on the right. The growth is more rapid in children than in adults, and goes on faster in summer than in winter. It requires an average of one hundred and thirty two days for the renewal of the nails in cold weather, and but one hundred and sixteen in warm weather. E XXIV.--NO. 39. ALL SORTS OF PARAGRAPHS. ? A miser's first rule is addition. His heirs generally begin] with divis? ion. ? A man often drops his eyes without breaking them. Not so with his specta? cles. ? A boy of eighteen and a girl of 12 years of age were recently married in Cherokee county. ? To overlook nothing in others is often a proof that we overlook a great deal in ourselves. ? The actress Lotta is said to be the richest woman in the world with a fortune earned by Lerself. ? It sometimes happens that the greatest philosophers in theory are the greatest fools in practice. ? Our total Indian population is now to be found on about seventy reservations, and numbers 202,620. ? The melon growers of southwest Georgia are preparing for the handling of the biggest crop of watermelons that Georgia has everknown. ? John Brown, one of the moat noted counterfeiters in the country, died in the Ohio Penitentiary, Sunday, at the age of 81 years. ? All the biggest meteors in this country fall in out of the way places. One weighing several hundred pounds is said to have fallen in Texas last week, sinking some fifty feet in the ground. ? J. H. Burchfield, of Oceola, Fla., chastised his fifteen-year-old son, and he was about to shoot his wife, when the boy drew a pistol and shot his father dead. ? President C. H. Phinizy is reported to have said that the' Georgia railroad is the only road of its size in the world that has never killed a passenger and never had a mortgage on it. ? In the United States there are 70, 000 lawyers, about one lawyer to every 900 inhabitants. In France there is only one lawyer to every 6,000 people. In Germany the proportion is about the same as in France. ?- Mr. Edison has a new novelty on which he is working?a clock to talk the time. Instead of a blank sound, it will say "One," "Two," etc., at the proper houra. For an] alarm it will say, in so many words, "Get up," in a stentorian and commanding voice. ? In Siam you can get good board for 45 cents a week, and thiis includes wash? ing, the use of two servants to run er? rands, tickets to shows, three shaves, and all the cigars you can smoke. This Bounds delightful until you learn that it is almost impossible to earn 45 cents a week in Siam. ? "What would you do," asked a pompous man, of a little fellow who had been bold enough to dispute hia word in an argument, "if you bad as much sense as I've got?" "I'd go at once and look for more," was the startling reply, "before what little I had died for want of socie? ty." ? From the wallet of a murderer,, robber and burglar recently captured in New York was taken a slip of paper, on which was written: "Keep good company or none." "Honesty is the best policy." "Drink leads to ruin." "Honor thy father and thy mother." "Civility costs nothing." "Do not moef" at sacred things." ? It was shown in a lawsuit a in New England town the other day that one Ebenezer Skinner made affidavit that a certain remedy bad cured him of rheumatis of twenty.years' standing, and ail be charged for this swearing was fifty cent.0. He had never had the rheumatis in his life.?Detroit Free Press. ? A printer's error has been detected in the last issue of the Bible from the Cambridge press. In Isaiah xlviii, 13, the word "foundation" is begun with an "r" instead of an "f." The mistake was discovered by a young son of Rev. Dr. H. Adler, who has received tho standing reward of a guinea offered for the detec? tion of such an error. ? A little girl died of diphtheria in Chicago, and her remains were transport? ed to Zaneaville, Ohio, where the casket was opened in a relative's house. Forty five cases of diphtheria in Zanesville, with sixteen deaths, are already the result of that careless step, and there is no saying when the ravages of the fell disease will stop. ? An exchange says "one third of the fools of the country think they can beat the lawyer in expounding law, one-half think they can beat the doctor healing the sick, two-thirds of them think they can beat the minister preaching the gospel, and all of them know they can beat the editor in running the newspa? per."? Florida Facts. ? London has no Sabbath mail. At ten o'clock Saturday night the postoffice ia closed, and no letters are received or delivered, and no one ia worse for this Buspenaiou of business. The employees of the office have an unbroken day of rest. Business men are far better off, and it pays. If no lettrrs were mailed, de? livered, or carried in the United States on Sabbath, no branch of industry would suffer, no important institution would be harmed, and busy men and wo? men everywhere would be profited by the change. ? The month of February, 1886, was in one respect the most remarkable in the world's history. It had no full moon. January had two full moons, so had March, but February had none. Do you realize what a rare thing this was ? It had not occurred since the time of Washington, nor since the discovery of America, nor since the beginning of the Christian era, nor the creation of the world. And it will not occur again, according to the computation of astrono? mers, for?how long do you think??2, 500,000 years. Was not that a truly wonderful month? Confirmed, The favorable impression produced on the first appearance of the agreeable liquid fruit remedy Syrup of Figa a few years ago haa been more than confirmed by the pleasant experience of all who have used it, and the success of the proprietors and manufacturers of the California Fig Syrup Company,