The daily phoenix. (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, June 17, 1866, Image 4
. dunt-TW? MoitSfl.
Kai), iorel- ?uner your ghWiug char ms
Your grateful bw? reburies, t?* -
sr, ext time of bude, and birds, and balma,
Of Irrti tereups and i. eiaen.
New tsmgled io?*, rf d and sweet,
Pair Nature's wild aduruers. -
rtegio to bud tn hedge-rows neat,
And bloc ?in iu Poeta' Cor ne rn.
What precious borea thee? poets ?re.
With June-?de *<hocus-poeu*!"_
Homo patronise tb? "Morning Wai-,'
Some croak about the crocun-;
l ids sings the ?n?kmft?d'a'ehariiiscKrine- -
A red-nabr'di oouueing "Hebe*
That giv*a ,4'oRtBoI,"an extra shine.
Ana cannot let the bes bo.
good
The nightingale! what reams of
Foolscap are wasted on it!
poor "Philomel'' might fill a wood
With "od?a," ind '-song.; and "sonnst:*
A rakish, worthless, feather'.! wight.
Good hours ?nd ordsr scoraiug,
Wao worries honest folks at night.
And ''wont go home rill morning."
W hat gushmg"*MOTH desdantes thoy Irv!
One calls herself a-' 'Daisy;"
And "Qnallon,'" Ho, is-followed bv
"Ophe?*," (the crazy;)
"Lily** to "Luna" tribute yields
Snro sign of "luna-see; '
And "Violets" "babble o' greeu fleld?."
And "Roses" o' green tea.
Poeta tiacitiyr's their creed.
And when they let us know it,
I thank rav stars -I do, indeed
/ wasn't oom a poet,
if birdie sings or streamlet flow?,
As birds and streamlet:* can,
What's that to do with Tupper, Close,
Or "any other man?"
For me, alas! in June-tide hours.
There breathe no s vivan tones;
I read no lessons in the flowers,
No "sermons in the stenos;"
No flowers that bloom, or birds that fly.
Have charms for me-worse luck!
Th? only bird and flower "for I,"
Are cauliflower and duck!
Mo spirit-hand my heart-strings pull -
June is, indeed, a "floorer;"
i'rapretty sure to make a bull
Wnen talking of "A-roaror:"
And e'en when 'neath the early sky
To sweetest strains 1 hark,
1 do but rub my hands and cry,
"O, what a Jolly lark!"
No "odes to sheep" in playful cue
I pen by midnight tapers.
Although Fm fond of mutton, too,
?specially with capers ;
And rf a swift hare by me trips
Fit theme for Keats or Shelly
I only laugh and smack my lipa.
And think of currant jelly.
How is it that your poet lifts
His eyes, with tearful dews full.
To Nature's ornamental gifts,
Dut quite neglects the useful?
He'd sar-a thrill i' the hardest heart,
And melt a very Babbage,
If he'd write an "Ode to Cherry Tart,"'
Or "Sonnet to a Cabbage."
"Hail cabbage, hail!" he might begin;
"Like her from whom I've parted,
You're rather young and rather greun.
But very tender-hearted;
Like her dear head so sweetly shy.
Your stalk is 'soft* and 'melier;'
Your leaves recall the night when I
Took leave of 'Isabeller!' "
O fledgeling poets, "prithee stay,'
Do have a little pity ;
Don't melt our poor hen.: tt quite aw:o
With "elegy" and 'ditty;"
As Locker half hints in his SOUKS,
Whoso ring both true and terse ia
Why don't you take to righting wrongs,
Instead of writing versea?
PEG O'SHAUGHNESSY
PART I.
When I promised, Tom, to write .
you an account of Castle Shaughnes- ;
sy and Peg, remember you gave me .
your word in return that you would ,
nut look at what I had written till j
you had gone back to your ship for |
good, and the ocean lay between you
and the persons who figure in my
?tory. Be charitable, if you eau, to |
some of those last, when you have re- j
pocketed the manuscript. But don't '
ask me to practice as I preach.
Gorman Tracey and T are so much j
akin that we had once a common re- '
lative.
.'Gorman," said I, one day, "that j
old lady at. Ballyhuckamore is dead
at last, aud has left her estate to
"To you!" he said, with a grimace.
"Lake tito luck of you rich chaps. ?
Lord! To think of how that old I
lady used to pet me when a boy, and i
never saw you in her life! I wish you j
joy, old fellow, from the bottom of
my heart! Ugh! Howl envy you! |
Ballyhuckamore !" ( musingly.}
"A beggarly old place", I'll be ;
bound!" said L "Ahouse like a barn, j
a potato field and a pig-sty."
"Not a bit of it. But i won't tell
you. Pearls to swine! Ugh! Bully-1
huckamore! I wonder whether little
Peg O'Shaughuessy ought to be 1
'grown up' yet?"
' 'Little Peg O'Shaughuessy V" said ?.
"Yes. O'Shaughuessy of Castlo |
IShaughnessy. But you don't know,
aud never will, you beastly bigot of a
Saxou!"
"Little Peg?" said I again, as we
walked on.
"A mop-headed little flirt, who
used to drop frogs down my buck.
Tip-top family, but awfully poor.
Father ruining himself with fox?
hunting even when J was there. Mo?
ther died of care. Peg's toes came
through her shoes."
"Grown up now, you were say?
ing?"
"Should think so. Lost count of
the years."
"Any more pretty Kirl.s at Ballv
huckamore?"
"Bless your heart! there never was
a place so overrun with them. When
I think of the crowd that poor old
lady used to have about her in Ballv
huckamore Hall of a Christmas eve!
1 was always in love with half-a
dozen of them at a time. But you
don't know. I believe I was to have
married Peg and settlod down at the
Hall whenever I succeeded to the es?
tate. What a gathering there should
have been there this nsict Christmas
if I had had your luck !"
. { .
"Then 111 tell-.you what," ?nid I;
-.'we'll kav<e ther gathong-tlrere? in
spite of fate. Y?n^?d J wfll go to
' gether. . You shall introduce nie to
?ll the Ballyhnckamores, and we'll
fhare such ? honse-irarining aa iiever
i was there before. "
j If we hail not boon walking down
1 Fl t street, I believe Gorman wcrtild
( have thrown np his hut and given
! threo cheers. It was in duly that -we
j talked thus, und when December
drew near wc had not hirgotten our
1 plan.
I need not describe Ballyhuekj^;
; more to you who know it. I uevor
i was so agreeably disappointed m any
! place. A snow-storm had just cleared
away os we drove to the HallJiy a
I short cut through tho wood, with thc
I dry branches cracking like lire-works
j under om wheels. A .sulky red sun
! was dropping behind Li copsed sceth
I ing to kindh? sparks in tho undev
! wo<?d, glowering on the boles ul' thc
i oaks, throwing criiAson splashes ?rn
j the whitened knolls,_?nd whiping u
mazy murky light aboiit tin; decpei>
! ing gloom of tho brown stripped trees
on before us.
Gorman was in a state ol' wild ex?
hilaration, and I myself was in unex?
pected delight with my new posses?
sion.
"Ijet us alight." I said, "atid som!
this machine buck to the village
whence it came. We shall enjoy beL
ter to walk through this very jollj
wilderness."
And so it wus that we arrived ?>:
foot, and without fuss, atHallyllueku
more Hall.
I felt curious lo see the house, and
quickened my steps, ns we came up i
by-path in the shrubbery, wh?cl
brought us out upon the gravel sweej
under the front wiudows. 1 remembei
doing so, and how. the next moment,
my attention was rixed, not upon Un
old house frowning before me. but
upon a lady, who was standing Ol
the top of thy dight of Ballyliuckn
more steps, with my Ballyhuckamor?
hall-door lyiug open behind her. Am
such a lady! She held up her greei
velvet riding habit with both bunds
and her little boots were almost los
in the snow, which lay thick upon tin
steps. She had a handsome! bru netti
face, and bauds of magnificent bar
under her riding-hat. She looket
about thirty years of age, had a per
feet figure, and a jeweled whip, au?
seemed in the act ot' taking cou rise
with herself upon the weat her. Thes
were the items regarding Inn- that
summed up during the space of som
half-dozen seconds.
"Tracey," said I, '"is there un
mistake about the place: or did yo
ask any friends to meet us here"? i 'a
this be little Peg?"
''Stuft' and nonsense!'' be said
"there is no mistake, und I know nc
thing about it. Peg's hair was u
white as flax. Shabby Peg got up i
that style! I have no idea who th i
may be. Some wonderful bird <
passage."
Meantime, the lady had trippe
?into the house, whither we followed a
quickly as possible. We took ofT on
hats to her in the hali, where sh
stood transfixed by amazement at ?ni
appearance, with her hand on th
drawing-room door. WV turned int
the dining-room, where a speedy sun
mons brought the housekeeper to u:
quivering in black silk, and bloomiu
in a cap like a pickled cabbage.
"Oh, sir, an' I give you my wor
it's hardly ever I took my ? yes fi
one blessed minute off the avenu
since mornin'; and to think of yoi
slipping in unknownst to us af th.
all! An' there's Lady Fitzgibbon au
her friends that were drove in f<
shelter from the storm, two hon:
ugo, an' lier ladyship's mimili' in ai
out, an' thinkin' she'd never get awi
before you'd arrive, sir. An'the ?Iii
ner'll be ?lon?? to the minute, sir."
"And who is Lady Fitzgibbon?"
"Oh, sir, a beautiful lady -a wido
lady, sir-who 1ms taken hlilbanagln
Park and furnished it splendid, so ;
it's fit to dazzle your eyes, sir. A
she's that rich, they say, she'd as li
eat bank notes as bread-and-butter
I looked at Tracey and Trac?
lookeil at me, and we both looked
tho window, lt was .snowing mo
heavily than ever, and growing ?lui
besides. There was only one tiling
do. In a few minutes. 1 was in tl
drawing-room, and hud transform?
the uncomfortable intruders into n
bidden guests, who hud promised
stay the night under my roof. La?
Fitzgibbon sat on my right at dinne
How charming she was that evei
ing; how her eyes sparkled over t!
champagne, and how those languis
ing Eastern shadows under them ?.
hanced the brilliancy of her co.
plexion. How white her hands wei
as sho poun d ord our tea; how ni
sical her voice was, ?is she tuld us a
ccdotes of every one in the neighbi
hood. How amusingly she describ
the confusion of herself and friem
whim tliey heard of my arrival; he
charmingly she ridiculed her own a
pearance. A riding habit by way
evening dress! "A pretty figure
she said. A very pretty ligure,
thought; and ns foi- Gorman, lie hi
become, her slave without a strugg]
What was she talking of thal s
kept my friend Tracey so en th ralle
Doubth-ss introducing him afresh
all his old acquaintances; for s
knew every one, this charming wido
and was gushingly communion ti
about her neighbors' affairs and 1
own. Her friends resided son
where far away, (the Antipodes, pi
haps,) but she, being her own m
tress, had ?-hosen to come, for chan
of air, lo this delightful count)
She hail resided here a year; she ?
the^ centre*-??*oc^tv-in-- tb^ leoajity;.
' nbc was adare J by all ?rho Knew her. ;
She liked "amusemont, and believed
thatcountry neighbors ought to be
socia], especially at tho Christmas
season. These were facts I gleaned
from her discourse, y
* p'Gradys, Desmonds, burkes,
O'sullivans? Yes, sho knew them
all. O'Sbaughnessy? Oh! (with a
?shrug) surely Mr. Tracey must have
heard about poor Sir fierce?. ?
No, Mr. Tracey had "not heard. ..
' 'Oh, Ixe ruined himself, yoiiloipw, !
'aim then he went astray in his mind.
For some years he has uot been able
to leave his house, except on Sunday,
in dread of seizure for debt."
"And I*- Miss < VShaughncssy ?"
said Gorman; "I used to know her.
Such a pretty little girl."
"Ab, poor.thing. J believe she has
grown up very plain. She is never
seen. How they live in that old empty
castle, I cannot think. In town, the
other day, I heard a shop-keeper say
across the counter, before delivering
a*parcel, 'You pay mo for this, Miss
O'Sbaughnessy?' And tlu> purchase j
iu question was only some yards of
Calleo, to make a dress for herself, I
should think. Hcigho, it's such a
sad thing to be poor." LadyFitz
f gibbon lifted her eye-brows, and,
i smoothed down a green velvet fold
! of her dress, ?nd looked quite able to |
! make a supper ol' bank-notes,
i 1 dreamed that night that ? saw her j
i doing so; but that after sin; had finish- i
; ed her meal, she fell into convulsions j
{ as it she were poisoned, lt was not j
i a pleasant dream, and, somehow, 11
j never could look at the widow without
! thinking of it.
I And now. Tom, I have introduced !
? von to one of my heroines. Lucretia
I Fitzgibbon. Mark her well. I am
; afraid ' have not made her clear
; enough to you. Note her splendid
eyes, her fascinating manner, the
i excellent footing on which she had
1 placed herself with the world in gene?
ral; lastly, her enormous riches. We
j returned with he r to Ivilbauagher
j Park the next day. Tom. what n
1 place that was? Not a venerable old
I homestead like Ballyhuckamore; all
new, bran new, but gorgeous and vo
' luptuous as a palace in the Arabian
j Nights. Astonishing little woman!
! What a taste, and what a purse!
"Lucky, O'Gorman," said L "will be
I tin- man who shall replace tho la
I melded Fitzgibbon, (was he knight
; or was he baronet?) and bang up his
; hat for good at KAlbanagher Park."
but now for ?113' heroine. Tracey's
old friends rallied round him, and we
were ?OOH on good terms with the
; people in the neighborhood. As for
him. he had so far forgotten his for
, mer self that I was obliged on some
occasions to interfere and wake his
! memory.
"Tracey," said 1, "J am not going
to 'nave my house-warming without
little Peg O'Shaughnessy. She may
have grown up plain, and wear a
: calico dress, but I've had a curiosity
[to see that little girl ever since the
'. first time you mentioned lier Her
? father may be doting, as they say,
?anti Castle Shaughnessy may be the
I veriest old rat bole in the kingdom;
nevertheless, my dear fellow, for thc
j sake of old times, you ought to ^<>
. and pay them a visit. And. for the
saki- of new times and coming festi?
vities, I will go with you."
({orman abased himself for his
? negligence, and we set ont together
! for the residence of the doting Sir
: Piere.. und his daughter who was
"never seen. "
Lf over there were a wild and old
ramshackle barrack standing on a sea
? shore out of all human ken, and al
! together within ghostly boundaries,
that dreary edifice i< you, O Castle
j Shaughnessy! A wide, uneven sward,
; too unkempt t.> bc called u lawn,
straggled from the entrance down to
a rugged beatrix. On one side stood
the ruins of a chapel, surrounded hy?
the family bnryiug-ground. Tin
waves ai high tide of a winter's night
I must break over the tomb-stones. Not
I a tree was tobe seen, not a leaf of
ivy clang to the castle walis, which
were weather-stained in a way that
made tho windows look like eyes that
were always weeping. We were ad?
mitted after some parley, by n shabby
! old retainer with a knowing eye, who
seemed to regard us a-, wolves in
i sheep's clothing.
"Poor Peg! poor Peg !" said Tracey,
staring into all the blank corners.
Von see we lind lunched at Kilbana
I ghcr Park, and the contrast between
that dwelling and this was, to say the
least, noticeable.
The man came back and conducted
us through endless dilapidated stair?
cases and passages, ll seemed that
Sir Pierce was not so far doting, but
that he remembered an old friendly
name. We were led into a small
room at thc South side of the castle,
into which s? cmed to have been gaile
erod all the fag ends of comfort
which had survived tho general wreck
of thai place. Alack! they made :
sorry show after all. Poor Sir Pierce,
a feeble old man, with a restless,
choleric lace, sat by a l'ire of tur)
logs built on a Hagged hearth. Th?
lloor had no carpet, the windows n<
curtains, the master's arm-chair wai
wor:: by the constant chafing of iii?
impatient body. A tame eagle sat ol
tho shoulder of an attenuated cone 1
in the window, with his ?night ey?
fixed on tho sinking sun.
The old man rose grandly, and re
ceived us with the air of a princt
giving audience to subjects; bur
looking in Tracey's face, bioko doYFi
and burst into tears. He was no
quite astray in ids mind, after ail
only n little maddened by pride tun
misfortune dFTe sbq^^resvtmed u^ !
ptate. .' ?7^^?; We"?'' 1
"Bid some of thos?? pe?pl? tell :
Miss O'Shaughnessy X .wiall- to see .
her," he said to hfoaftAnrintetyb
.'These people" wore probably the
shades ?\ departed servants who
once tripped over one another in
Castle Shaughuessy.' Tho old shabby
retainer bowed his grey head and
wont in. ' . -* '
Miss O'Shaughuessy was out walk
ing, but presently m?do her appear
anoe, evidently quite unprepared to
behold us visitors. She was a tali
girl, wrapped in a plaid shawl, which
looked as if it hud been washed. She
had no trimming on her hat hut a
thick black veil, which wsis thrown
backward over it. She looked so
scarlet-cheeked on entering, tliat I
was surprised to se? how pule her na?
tural complexion v as when she had
thrown aside her bat and seated her?
self at the other side of her father's
chair. She had hazel eyetf, and a j
profusion of light hair clinging in
crushed masses to her head; hut I j
did not like to look ut her much, she |
seemed KO shy and proud. The eagle 1
left in's window immediately, and
mounted guard on the buck of lier ?
??hair.
Sir Pierce's conversation was pite- ,
ous to hear, so grand, so inflated, so
ill-matched with his fiurrouudings.
Yet ho was not out <>f his senses,
only anxious to remind us that he 1
was ( VShaughnessy, of Castle Shaugh- j
nessv. He torturod Peg, who bore J
it all with the constancy o? a martyr.
Now and again there was a burning
blush, and u hurried glance in lier
father's face, then she was pale and
proud and impassive.
"Order wine," be said at last, with
a grand air, as if he knew that a
banquet was in crmrsO 'if prepara- j
tion.
"Father," she said distinctly, and j
looking him firmly in the face, "yon '
know we have no wine. There is no ;
such thiug here. "
Well. I ?un not going to dwell i
further on the memory of thisvisit.
Sir Piero?: turned white, then purple,
ami we thought he was going tn have
a tit. A glance of entreaty shot from
Peg's pit?-ons eyes to mine; and we
departed.
.'.Mi. well.'" said Gorman, "we
have got enough of that place. Poor
Peg! she is prettier than ever."
We passed out again through the
hollowness ami tho emptiness, tho
mildew ami the rust, and the dreary
fallen greatness of Castle Shaughnes
sy. Lady Fitzgibbon prattled on ray
left that dav ?it dinner, and, winn tho
champagne corks began to fly, 1
thought I heard her say. (or ul least
some woman's voice.) "Father, you
kn:>w we have in? wine." < >f course
it was a fancy. Trinkets and smiles
bad Lucretia, but that pained earnest
?one was rn? part <>i" lu r.
I need not detail to you. Tom,
all our schemes for inducing Peg
O'Shaughuessy t<> be one ?d' your
house-warming party. sin- came
against her will. Ind in obedience to
her father's commands. A carriage
was sen) for her. with mnftiing, for it
w;is :i bitter frosty night, ami good
Mrs. Daly, my housekeeper, hail lived
once in the O'Shaughnessy family,
nilli (md a kindly regard for the mo
tileries* girl. We expected her at
diuuer. hut she did not arrive. What
could occasion her delay V A fit of
Sir Pierce's madness, a need of ile.-eiit
garb, a passion of pride at thu pro?
peet of appearing among those who
had talked ol her misfortunes? A
hundred such reasons were hinted at
among the laities after dinner, with
many a "Prior thing!" and eonimiser
at ?rig shake of the head. I remember
tin- night v. ll. Tiie moon was bright
it i >? .11 the -.now outside, and within
every hearth was blazing, every shut?
ter shut, and every room and passage
full of light and warmth and pleasant
sounds of life. The drawing-room
was .i 111 rfeet picture of comfort, with
its winter logs learning, its wadded
curtains spread before tho wide win?
dows, its wreaths of bolly already
clinging to the picture frames, and its
social company. There was a group
around the piazza, a happy disposal
of couples 1 ii rough ord the room, and
Lady Fitzgibbon had a coterie gather?
ed round her while she assigned the
parts for en-tain forth-coming cha?
rades. Tracey was leaning ovi r her
chair, sulky with jealousy because she
was lu stowing most of her attention
on me, which sho usually did. Some
one suggested Miss O'Shaughnessy
to 'il! an ti wk ward gap in the east, and
another remark: .!, "She may r.ot bc
here."
"Ah, no doubt she will bc here,"
sahl Lucretia, dropping her voice ami
eyelids just tho least bit in life, and
speaking to her nearest female neigh?
bor. "What hus she left to hope for
in ber position except an advantage! ?us
marriage ? Poor girl, no doubt she
will come!"
Fpon lld-* ! removed Gorman's
cause of jealousy by taking raysell
away from the drawing-room, and out
to tin- froid door to look at the night.
What was il to me whether rt ruined
fox-hunter s pretty daughter wa*
coming to my house on a matrimonial
speculation or uot? But two of m_v
he *. horses had gone in that carriage,
?ind I was beginning to be uneasy L?s1
something might have happened iB
them by the way. i went lound to
the stable, quietly saddled 11 horse,
mid cantered np the roa.', leading sen.'
ward towards Castle. Shaughuessy.
My fears were realized. Al the toj
nf a high hill I found the carriage,
sunk into a rat concealed by th?
-now A smith wa? busy nt thc
wheels, surrounded by a little group
?f lookers on, ami a lantern glared ot?
their faros. Afc some distance a dark
ti gum was standmg alone, over
against a white fem-e. This was Peg,
with a little hood-*drt|wn round her"
Lead, and the moon shining on her
foco.
Hearing that the carriage would
not he ready for some time, I gave
my horse in charge of one of the
men, and offering myself as escort to
the young lady, asked her to proceed
with inc on foot towards Jiallyhueka
mpre. She w:u* most unwilling to do
ao, almost beseeching nm to return aa
I had come, and leave her to follow
at the blacksmith's pleasure. .> Of
course, I would apt hoax of that, and
she consented at last to accompany
1 don't know that there was any?
thing peculiar*about that >alk, and
yet 1 have a singularly clear recollec?
tion of it. I had often traveled the
same road, followed the safli^ paths
and turnings on the outskirts of the
wood, seen tho moon looki* g through
thu same rifts among the trees, and
yet, somehow, it all seemed new that
night. I did not attempt to account
for this phenomenon. I h ied to draw
ont my companion. She conversed
with naive cleverness, all tin' while
keeping a touch of defiant pride in
her manner, as il' she felt herself iu
the presence of a natural enemy, and
was determined not to be tricked into
forgetting it. 1 humored her in this,
thinking her a child of nature, who
know nothing ?f,the world.
As we drew near the Hall, her
hand began to tremble on my arm,
ami her replies grew vague and
absent; ut last she stopped short, in
a tremor of distress.
"1 am bitterly ashamed of myself.
Mr. Humphrey," she said; "but I
nm terrified at going into your grand
house, among your proud guests.
That is the truth. The poor and un?
happy should keep away from the
neb and gay. ( Mi. i wish I could go
home again !"
She burst into passionate tears.
Now iu ber distress J saw how young
she was a mere untutored girl. Re?
serve bad before made her more?
womanly than her years.
.?.My dear child," l said, "pardon
lue 1 am so much older than you.
The pride all on your side. I do
not want to preach you a sermon, but
poverty is not a crime; it is not even
the worst of misfortunes."
..!; ia, it is." she interrupted, ve
hemently. "lt is the cruelest of all,
the inos-l ultetly killing and crush?
ing. To escape from i!. I wotdd -"
'".Marry : prince, or turn popular
authoress?' I said, smiling.
"Or rob a poor box," she said, with
a curions little grimness of tone.
"The two first alternatives being out
id HIV power. "
( ). Pef. Peg! ?Low those words
afterwards ro^.e np and bore witness
against yon! Was all tili ?in artful
little >, .?in' to engage a rich man's
interest? Tears, moonlight, a sweet
lae,, ?ind a passionate, voice! Before
a fortnight, a do/.en "f in\ lady
friends would have been ready to
swear lo your ?.?lotting. Vet 1 do not
*oe lou you could have made the
carriage break down. Peg. laiere
tia's drop of poison lurked in my
ear. though I thought I had washed
i' i >:i< a dozen t itu es.
After this little bui st, she dried her
eyes like a child uno has had its pas?
sion out: and we went on as before.
( M course, it was only t<? give her
time to calm herself that I chose the
longest way lo tlc- Hall; for 1 was
very much on my guard.
jcOXTTXUEl) IS" OUH NEXT. |
ilil ii
AT COSY !
SUGAR-HOUSE SYRUP.
HAMS and LARD.
lu Shin- ?vml for Sale h
Mew Goods !
VTrl-: have just received (perlaststeani
W . r) a lim- lot of SPRING aud Sl'M
Ml'.H i'I tl NTS and other DRESS GOODS,
? whii o .?>. invite the attention ..f buyers.
A r? iv pii c. * of Ol JOICE SUMMER CA8
ILMKKI.S anil l'n nell Black Ult A I' D'ETE.
FISHER A LOWRANCE'S.
Executors' Notice.
iJERSOXS having demands against thc
?state of .JOHN ,T. KINKLEIt, il. -
.eased, will pr?sent them, du'y proven, to
.he snhscrihers. persons indci... 1 lo said
.-.tate .\iil please mako payment t?. thc
undersigned without further nolie.'. J?e
nands ?igainsl said estate mav ho left with
mr jutor-nev, E. J. ARTHUR, Kso., No. 2
?.?uv Klinge! EDWARD KESSLER,
HENRY O. KINSLER,
(".ual?ied Ex'rn John .). Kinslcr, dee'd.
.Mareil - ' m.'huo
Notice lo Owners of Goats and Swine.
I>AI!TIES who own any of tie- ali .ve
mentioned animals, ari? notified thru
il! t? ats and Swine timmi running at large
.. :!M etreets of Columbia, on und after
lu sih inst., will bu seized by the police
c.; eu.Hided ia the lol near the (illari!
?1 ,u e. THEO. STARK, Mavor.
Internal Revenue Tax.
THIRD DISTRICT s. < ' .
MASCH ts. 1864?.
VLL persons in business, trade oi pro
fesi ?mi of anv Lind since 30tb nf Mav,
1st;."., are reqnireil I?> pav their licenses
orthtnth. W. A. HARRIS
Ci.Hector tor Richland Dietri.-t
?tr'*'thee Court House npniv
March ls
?"ll "'III ll f I . Il ll ll ? IBB"' . i J
Charleston Adv?rti*?i^t8. r
SEW Y OBX AND CBJULLB?S^ sw
PEOPLE'S STEAMSHIP COMPAQ. ^
Pare Reduced ?a .SSA,*5
Learina each Pori every Alternai*
Thnrmhty. *
STEAMSHIP KliAUBKM',
t'AeT. (i. M. WALKER.
ST KA MS I US? MONKKA,
CAPT. C. I*. MAKHIIMAN.
THESE STEAMSHIPS, ?Bering eVery
inducement. t?? SHIPPERS and the
TRAVELING tUliLIC, having superior
accommodation* for Passengers, with
tables supplied hy every luxury the NVw
York and Charleston markets ?an afford,
and, for safety, speed and comfort, are un
rivalled wu the eoivst.
THE STEAMSHIP
FLAMBEAU,
CAPTAIN G. M. WALKER.
TX7TLL LEAVE NORTH ATLANTIC
W WU ABF. ?m TII?RSDAV,?Juncal,
18C6, ;it o'clock.
Liberal advance? made on ruiaiKiunent ?
to New York.
For Freight or Passage applv at the
Agents. WILLIS A CHlsOLM,
May 23 _^?rt'1 Atlantic Whari.
COHEN, H AN CKEL & CO.,
Fartws and OoimnissioD Mtrthants,
Ho. 46 East Bay, Charleston, S. C.
JACOB COHEN, i'. !'. HiXCKEI.. JOS. COBEN.
WILL sell COTTON, RICE, TOBACCO,
Naval Store* and all descriptions ol
Produce or Merchandize". WUl ?hip t<>
Northern and Foreign Port?, 'ce. Will
make liberal advances on eonsIgument?.??
sale or shipmen L May 15
I
co a.
Agriculture & Commerce,
w J S
a* ?
?ll
BK
.uo|3|?x>}j poe ainiuaii'j | s
CHARLESTON, S. C.
THIS POPULAR and well kunwii
HOTEL ha* been NEWLY FUK
lUlLNISHE'O thrmiglmittby the preeettt
proprietor, who lia.-* heen sixteen yean?
connected with the establishment.
IT. WHITE, Proprietor,
ii::?ji:oi; O. Mi.vim. Superintendent
CHARLES A. Mn ta n, < nslm-r.
March -1
New York Advertisements*
SOUTHERN BANK NOTES! '
SOUTHERN SECUMTIES r
Bought ami sold on commission bv
LAWRENCE BROTHERS & CO.,
SAMERS,
I AU 10 WALL STREET. NEW 1'OHK
MONLY received i m deposit from banks,
bankers, merchants and other?. Or
: ders in Gold, Government and other Seeu
I rities executed at the regular Stock Ex
change by a member of the firm. Consign?
ments ?d' < 'otton solicited.
DEWITT C. LAWRENCE. JOHN E. Cseu.,
('vars J. LA.WKKN.-K. -WM. A. HALSTE?
April s
^? ?2&.2 ?v.
t/-j !? ? /. - - - ?-S3 ? > > - tct. - <a
? i ll1, H G- 5|| || rr. a I
g i^lA ?^S H<r? ^~?o2 oc'SS^c
So <'c??'as.._
CONFEDERATE GENERALS.
VGENTS WANTED to sell ocr new
scries of Card Photographs of PRO?
MINENT M KN of the South. 100,000 have
alreadv boen ?old. Agents are making $10
per day. Send for letter of agency. En?
close 95, and we will send a good assort?
ment, l>v return mail, that will ?ell for f 15.
Address JONES ? CLARK, Publish'*,
April 1 83 Nassau street. New York.
WESTCHESTER HOUSE,
(Turner Itroorne Street and Bowery, .V. Y.
rrwi'S house, capable of accommodating
L three hundred guests and kept on thc
European plan, is centrally located, and
near t<> all points. City ears pas? the
Hutt;! to all the Kerries,"Railroad Depot?
and places of Amusement every three
minutes. Single Rooms, $1.00 per da\:
double, $2.00. .T. K. DARROW <fc CO.,
Jan 14 Iv Proprietors.
JAMES CONNER'S SONS
UNITED STATES TYPE FOliMRY
PRINTERS* WAREHOUSE,
'VfOS. UH, :;t) and :;2 Centre street, (corner
IA ol' Krude uti cet.) New York. The type
on which tliim paper is printed is from tho
above Foundry. Nov 18
Grain Cradles, Grain Fans, &c
.li Uie Sign Of lite noldert Pad-Lock.
A FULL supply of GRAIN CRADLES,
Grain Pans, Scythe Blades, Scythe
Stones, Fan Woe, Riddles, 4c., in stoic
and for sale low for cash.
Mav 26 JOHN C LlAL.