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Thoughts on Finding A lindy's Night Cap. BY JACK o'LAN'rnnx. Pretty little night-cap, "Where'8 tho little head That used to bo within your folds, So snugly tucked in bed? ?Where's tho glowing cheeks that hid, And where's thc pretty faco, Tjiat used to smile m dreams of love Within this frame of lace? And where's tho nimble fingers, pray, Of the cunning little witch That worked this crown in neat crotchet, And never dropped a stitch? Seo where some cruel monster tor*-, And at ?aces made a dash, And here some wagon wheel went o'er, And crushed it all to smash. But never mind this sad mishap. Though ruthless lingers tore it, I'li keen this pretty little cap 'Till 1 find the head that wore it. And then, should this fair ono be The style that I prefer, As she has set her cap at mc, I'll set my cap at her. VM$m SEATY'S SECRET. i. The ladies (they Were comprised in my wife and our sole guest, a cousin feminine,) had left the dining-room; so I drew up my chair beside the open ?window, elevated my feet into a se? cond, and prepared to extract the greatest amount of comfort, compati? ble with circumstances, from that half-hour of post-prandial bereave? ment, which ia every man's privi? lege. And really circumstances just now "were not otherwise than conducive to enjoyment. Thc soft-scented air of a sweet summer evening rustled very pleasantly through tho wide open window. Thc voices of thc village children at play, mellowed by dis? tance, came up, ever and anon, upon its geurie breath; and, it must bc owned, a more delicately fragrant glass of Burgundy has seldom glad? dened tho heart of man than that which blushed beside my elbow ou the tablo now. I was, let mc trust, iu an apprecia? tive and grateful frame of mind; but yet, as I sipped my Burgundy and lay back in my chair watching tho tender evening light die away on the distant trees, I was conscious of a want; for, after all, he is but a churl who can contentedly drink even the glorious vintage of Burgundy aloue. "Man never is, but always to be -," I was beginning, when the door opened. "Mr. Mortimer, sir." ."Let us bo thankful for small mercies!" I ejaculated instead. "Glad to see you, Jack^ Stevens, clean glasses." "Am I tho mercy?" inquired Jack, depositing himself leisurely iu the most comfortable chair at hand. "Not a particularly small one, then, I'm thinking. Frank." "Not small in auy senso of the word," answered I, pushing tho Bur? gundy across thc table; and really, just now, in the vague half light, Jack Mortimer's sis feet three loomed even unusually large and handsome. No, Jack was certainly not a small mercy. "We had been school-fellows as boys, chums at college, tho best of friends always, though for the last half-dozen years or so parted by many a thousand miles of sea and land. Even by this half-light something indescribable in the sot of my old friend's ordinarily fashionable gar? ments-a something moro indescrib? able still in his whole bearing-a cer? tain large ease and freedom, as of a man accustomed to an almost unli? mited amount of space to turu him? self in, would have been suggestive of one fact, I think, to tho most casual observer-"Homo from the colonies." And homo from the colo? nies it was. For the last five years Jack ' Morti? mer had been enjoying life in the bush. Not that in his case there had existed the usual inducement for viewing life under those delightfully primitive aspects, for my friend bad occupied from his youth upwards, that enviable position of heir to a wealthy maiden aunt; but morel}', ?us it seemed, from a natural and in? evitable tendency in his own nature towards that simple and patriarchal s ate of things. There having been no particular necessity for his pros? pering in the line of life he had adopted, prosper, of course he did; but a few months back, in compliance with the wishes of the maiden aunt, who was getting on iu years, and craved, as she said, to see her boy (which she would have called Jack if he had been sixty, instead of well up towards thirty, as he was) take up his position in his native land before she died, he had disposed of all his flocks and herds, and came back to settle down as a country gentleman aud lauded proprietor. I had not very long previously suc? ceeded to my own modest patrimony of Meadowsleigh, and Hatter myse? that that fact had some weight in the selection made by Jack of a residence -the same being a queer, rambling old house, with a valuable, but certainly improvable property nt tached, in my neighborhood, 'called The Wild. Here Jack had been domiciled for some mouths now, the head of a curious bachelor establishment, organized, I should say, on strictly bush principles. As near neighbors, as well as old friends, Jack and I were accustomed to exchange unceremonious vi its at all hours; so that after wo had nodded to each other over our first glass, there was scarcely auy need of his accounting, in a half-apologetic ?way for his appearance at this particu? lar time, by saying "that The Wild was apt to feel duller than usual ou these loug, quiet summer evenings!" "I eau imagine a vacuum there, which being abhorred of nature, it is consequently unnatural of you not to fill," I said, lazily. "Jack, why don't you marry?" This suggestion my friend receired in the silence which I had sometimes noticed it was his habit to receive remarks of a similar nature, nor was it his usual custom to load up to such, by any reference to his bachelorhood. As he sat now, leaniug back in his chair, looking very large, and brown, and handsome, and yet with unwonted gravity on his face, too, a suspicion, for the first time, eutered my head, as I glanced at him, that there might bo some reason, of a tender and ro rnauilr nature, to account for his j peculiar rctn?once ou this subject; though, indeed, Jack Mortimer-, with bis jolly laugh, his genial face and ! kindly words and looks for all the t world, was not easily to be reconciled with the idea of "blighted hopes," "worms in the bud," aud so forth. My wife, with whom Jack was on terms of mutual amity and good will, was firmly impressed with the con? viction, not only that Jack had never been in love, but that he would never marry. "Aud why, madam, should you in? fer this of a man who is in every way calculated to adorn that honorable estate?" I inquired, when the partner of my joys first enunciated her views upon this subject. '-'Is not, my old friend eminently social in his habits, brimming over with all kindly affec? tions? Why, then, should he be in? capable of love, and cut off from tho joys of matrimony?" "I did not sa3 that he was incapa? ble of love, Frank-ah, no!" answered Mrs. Marchmont, "though I think he will- never marry. It will be some woman's loss, too, for men like Mr. Mortimer-men more affectionate than passionate, more constant than ardent-make model husbands. Their wives aro better loved than even their-their sweet-hearts. And earth and home arc more to such men as he, than the rest of the world, I think." "Upon my word, ma'am," I re? marked, in some surprise, for my wife's voice was very soft and gentle, as she spoke, "you seem to have brought a great deal of consideration and rellection to bear on the subject of Mr. Mortimer!"! "Reflection ! not at all, dear," Mrs. Marchmont said, simply ;. "one feels, at least I think a woman does instinct? ively-the worth of such a man as John Mortimer. And he is not of that order that is most attractive to the greatest number of women either." "Indeed ! Be good enough to ex? plain the contradiction in your words, young woman. If Jack Mortimer is possessed of suth unusual virtue, and women instinctively perceivo tho same, why is he not the honored ob? ject of their regards? Or am I to un? derstand that the female mind pre? fers an exhilarating sprinkling of vice in its idol, if only to throw the virtues upjjinto broader light, as it wero?" "No, not that exactly," Mrs.. Marchmont answered, rather hesita? tingly; "but I think, peifhops, that women prefer in general a-well-a more showy style of thing than Mr. Mortimer. Don't laugh, Frank!" But I did laugh. "Of course they do, bless their hearts ! And so poor Jack is to be the victim of an unappreciating fe? male world." "I don't think I meant that either, Frank; but of this I am convinced, that any woman w'.liing to marry Mr. Mortimer, would have to make him understand it in an unmistakable manner, or he would never credit the fact," "Well-well, myVIove. Then lei us hope that a lady maj- cross om friend's path in life with sufficicnl sense to appreciate his worth, and sufficient courage and candor to vol unteer the state of her heart to tin object for which it beats, or else w< may consider his fate as sealed, 1 suppose." "Air. Mortimer would never marn auy woman who could forget, in tin slightest degree, womanly delicacy o propriety," my ?wife returned, witl much dignity. "Then may the saints help bim my dear, for help from man or womal availeth not, as I understand you,' said I, dismissing tho subject. I bad pooh-poohed my wife's obser valions, of course, thus vindicatio my natural supremacy and superior! ty, but secretly I own they had weigh with me, and I had long ago se down Jack as not a marrying mau, i spite of his natural predilection fo tue society of woman, as evinced i his seeking that of those who wer safely provided with husbands. The tender evening light was fas fadiug into the trans] v ut darkuef of a mid-sum mer nigh-, as we- san into mutual silence. Streaks of mc low light from the wide-open window of the adjacent drawing-room chi quered the long shadows of tree an shrub on the lawn with broad ba: ot' quiet light. Tin; low airs of cvei ing sighed tenderly to thc tree! which whispered back answers o lovingly tremulous, ami then, sm denby, there grew out from that mu murons accompaniment a strain i plaintive passion of wondrous sweet? ness. "jEVnsam bin Ich.'" I think we both held our breaths as that inspiration of Carl Maria Von Weber's, breathing sorrowful regret, passionate yearning, came borne to us on a rich young voice; and when, in a few minutes, it sank and faltered into silence, Jack rose from his chair and leaned out of the window, with? out speaking. "Come," said I, pre? sently, "let us join the ladies. 'Mu? sic hath charms,' especially onjan evening like this." The sudden change from tho dark? ling atmosphere of the room we had left, to the radiance of that which enshrined the ladies of my house? hold, was a little dazzling and bewil? dering. Was it only that, or did I soc, as Jack Mortimer turned from his friendly greeting to Mrs. March? mont, to bow in response to my intro? duction of "Mr. Mortimer" to "Miss Francis," a sudden start., followed by utter confusion on Jack's part, a vivid blush, aud an exceedingly haughty up-rearing of tho head, on that of ruy pretty little cousin, Beaty Francis? II. "So, Miss Beaty, my introduction of my friend, John Mortimer, last night, was altogether superfluous, it seems. You are already well acquaint? ed?" "I have seen the-tho gentleman before, Cousin Frank," answered Miss Francis, loftily, but with that faltering, tell-tale color rushing over her face nevertheless. Dignity is not my consul's forte; she can be saucy and loving, aud pettish and tender, charming always, but she caunot be dignified nor awe inspiring; consequently, I pursued the subject, in no wise daunted by thc little lady's displeasure. "What, in tho name of wonder, did you mean by that awful pause before 'gentlemen,' my dear? What d?no? mination did it take the place of?" "Squatter, perhaps," was tho pert answer. "Is not that what the crea? tures are called who live in the out? landish place your friend comes from?" "Certainly not, Miss;:the term is not euphonious, I admit, but it is neitherone of ignominy nor reproach, as you in your ignorance would im? ply, being only another name for a landed proprietor, and signifying the samo thing. My friend was merely a cattle dealer, and I own it puzzles me to imagino when your high mightiness could have met an indivi? dual in so lamentably au inferior con? dition of life." . "What does it matter where I met him?" my cousin burst out with a ve? hemence that quito startled and over? whelmed me, her sweet face crimson, her eyes filling with tears-of anger, of pain, of mortification-of what? "I never wanted to see him; I wish I never had; oh, how often I have wished I never, never, had! Why did he not stay out at the other side of the world? I thought he was gone forever." These sentences, full of "ever" and "never," came in jerks from lips that quivered pitifully, and when they were ended, two great tears fought their way through restraining lashes, and rolled heavily down her face. If I was utterly surprised, I was moved also. My little cousin was very dear to me; she had been my pet and play-thing ever since the day when I, a rough school-boy, used to steal away from companions of my own sex and age, to play with a pret? ty toddling baby in a white frock and blue shoes. I took her two hands and drew her up beside me. "My dear," said I, "I ask your pardon if I have jested ona subject that really touch you in any way. I never dreamed of your having any special interest in Jack Mortimer. How could I?" Hard is it for the mind masculine to follow the twist and twinings of the oue feminine. I had touched the wrong string again. Up went my cousin's head, while a hot iiush came to dry up the two great tears. "And I have no interest-special or otherwise-in Mr. Mortimer. He is nothing to me, nor ever will be. I beg vou to believe that once for ill, Frank." "Of course, dear," sa^d 1^ soothing? ly, but taking leave, at the sanu time, to doubt that assertion mulei the circumstances. "Any one coule see from your meeting last night thal your previous acquaintance mus? have been of the most casual nature A ball-room one, perhaps, dear, whei you dance five out of every six dance: with Jack, ate ices together undo; the orange trees in a shady conserva tory, watched the moon out of tin cool balcony, and passed him in th? street the next day, without so mud as even a glance of recognition. J was something of that kind, wasn' it, my little Beaty?" "No, Frank-nothing like it. ? ball-room and dancing. Oh, no, no A death-chamber and dying word .rather. Oh, Frank, Frank. I wis! I Could tell you all!" And with that poor Beaty nestled her Hu .! fae upon my breast and wept. "Then tell me-as, indeed, my pe who has a better right to know a! that vexes ->r pleases you thau VDU poor Cousin Frank? And in the dca old days that are gone, Beaty, t whom did you ever carry all you griefi (thank (rod, they have not bee many, nor heavy, my dear,) but t him?" "Ah, you, Frank," she cried, nos ling ever closer and closer. I "And will still-yes; for I ha\ never separated tho Beaty of to-day from the little child I used to love so dearly; and I claim the right still to bo the sharer of all that pleases, all that grieves her. I shall never give it up till one comes between us with a better, and that can only be a hus? band." "No husband will ever" come be? tween us, Frank, dear, I shall never marry-nover,"said Beaty, withmuch energy, through her tears; and be-j youd reiterating this presently, when she sat up and dried lier eyes. I could extract nothing at all from my cousin on thc subject that moved her. I have loved this little girl very dearly. I had been accustomed to think of her as mine by a peculiarly near and familiar tie. I was wounded to think the woman could have a secret, when thc child had confided all. I was burt, and I supposed I showed it; for, with a faltering smile, Beatrice put her arms round my neck as she said: "There are,, some things-some troubles-that are best never told, dear Frank, I think, and this is one of them. It could do lu i no good, and would, perhaps, be wrong also, since another person is engaged in it. You could not help me, dear no, not if it wero possible to wish to do moro than you do-which could not be, I know-and-and it's nothing new-and I don't often think of it now-only, last night, it all seemed to come back so freshly. I am afraid I have been very silly, and pained you heedlessly. Don't speak or think of it any more, and I will try and forget it also." "One word, Beatrice. Do you know that Mr. Mortimer is our near neighbor and constant visitor? Tell me, my dear, would you rather not seo him auy more, while you remain here?" "Oh ! I don't know; I don't care, Frank; let that be as bc likes," again with that burning color; "don't say any more about it;"' and with this I was obliged to be content. Feign to be so, I mean, for content I certainly was not. A horrible, haunting idea that, Jack Mortimer, whom I bad hitherto sworn to, as the worthiest, kindest, most chivalrous of men, had fallen short somehow of right-doing where my little cousin was concerned, beset me painfully. I could not rest, so laying the reins upon tile neck of my inclination, they straightway led me in the direction of The Wild. Mr. Mortimer was at home-yes would I walk into the study or dining room, while Binks went in search of his master, who was somewhere out of doors? "Out of doors? _ No-I woidd not come in then. I would prefer finding Mr. Mortimer myself;" and Leiug pretty well acquainted with Jack's habits, I turned confidently down the shrubbery walk that led towards tho stables. Thc responsible-looking bead groom was standing at the door of tho harness-room. Ho touched bis forelock in answer to my inquiry. "Mr. Mortimer? Yes, sir, in thc loose box, sir, along of Ajax-mostly there at this time. This way, sir." In tho loose box, accordingly-an apartment as spacious and much more neatly kept than tho dwelling-room of many a family-I found my friend seated, pipe in mouth, and in a very easy position, on one corner of the manger, out of which black Ajax wat leisurely partaking of his mid-day meal, yet lifting his head ever and anon, to look into his master's face, with that pensive kindness we seo ic the eyes of tho horse or dog thal loves us. Close at Jack's feet, too, lay an animal of the last-named ape cies, a splendid kangaroo dog, that, too noble for jealousy, watched yet, with a certain wistfulness, the Laut so often withdrawn from its resting place, in the sort of sash that Jacl wore, in placo of a belt or braces, t( fondle the horse's .short velvet euri or shining crest. The man, the horse, and the dog all powerful and beautiful of thei kind, made a pretty picture, and verily, Jack's frank face and k*nc eyes were not thoso of a man wlil could wilfully wrong any of God' creatures, great or small. The doubt lying heavy ut my hear vanished somehow, when my ham was griped iu that friendly one; bu curosity and interest, deep and ovei powering, remained. Jack duly inquired after Mrs Marchmont's health, but referred i no way to our visitor or his recogn tiou ot her, and, biding my time, made none either. After half a hour with Ajax, stable topics, loc; matters, crops, and neighborly tal generally, wo sauntered away froi the stable precincts, out under a ro of flowering limes, where the be< were making drowsy music. One of those intervals of silenc had befallen-that, more than an; thing, almost, goes to show the con plote intimacy that subsists betwec those who indulge in each other's s ciety-and presently into this silcm stole the plaintive music of the mel dy of last night, whistled very deft and sweetly-whistled asl think on one man can execute that accomplis! ment -that man being Jack Morl mer. I lot him finish, and then turn? rallier suddenly. "By-the-by, Jae yon never told me you were a qnainted with &\y cousin, Beat ri Francis !" Jack's brown face gained a p< ceptible access of color. "Didn't I ? Well-no-I dare si 1 never did. I saw her once, I thin before I went to Australia, five yes ago-never since I came home, till1 Inst night. I don't even know, being mightily ignorant on such matters, whether ono meeting gives me any right to claim acquaintanceship with Miss Francis. What should you say, Frank?" "That it depends upon the circum? stances under which the liieeting took place, of course," I answered, remembering with great perplexity Beaty's reference to death-chambers and dying words. Under what pos? sible combination of circumstances could these, my friend Jack and my j little cousin, be associated ? I had been quite as accustomed to ' suppose 1 possessed Jack's confidence as well as that of my cousin; yet here j evidently was a mystery I was not to j know, and ono that had existed for five years, apparently, without my ever having had an inkling of it. I had felt wounded on the first discove? ry; hy this timo I began to experi? ence a feeling of injury, and, with perhaps unwise kindness, avowed thc same. Jack withdrew his pipe from his mouth, shook out the ashes in trou? bled silence, put the pipe slowly into its case, and the case into his pocket, beforo he spoke. "I hate mysteries and secrets; they tire not at all in my way, as you know, old friend. I never expected the thing to befall mc that I could not talk oycr with you; but, Frank, there comes something into most men's lives, sooner or later, that they do not care to speak of, that no good could como of speaking of; and be? sides-" He paused, aud then added: "This is not my own affair, cither, entirely-another is concerned as well as I-" ' 'Why, those were Beaty's very* i words and reasons for denying me any explanations," I ejaculated, in intense astonishment. "Have you spoken to Miss Francis to your cousin-on the subject?" ! asked Jack, Hushing. "Certainly, and got thc same! amount of satisfaction as from your- | self." "Thank Heaven, then, that I never breathed a word of it to living crea? ture," said Jack. "I might have done it one day to you, Frank, though I never regarded myself as Laving any right to talk of it. But tell Miss Francis-assure her from me, that I never have, never will now -she need never fear any allusion, not the slightest, to what is gone, Crom me. Tell her this, please, Frank," said Jack, earnestly. "I'll tell her nothing of the kind. Hang me if I ever speak to either of pou again on the matter!" I answer id, losing patience; "and I wish your luture wife joy of the nice little Blue? beard secret you carry about with you, Jack." "I shall never marry," Jack said yuietly. "Grant me patience," I cried out; 'she said that, too!" "Did she?" inquired Jack, very earnestly. The next minute he turned away ais head, and I heard him mutter, 'Oh! Amy, Amy!" Tn a few minutes more, Jack and I carted, for the first time in our lives, vith mutual relief. ^CONTINUED. IN OUK NEXT.] Almonds, Raisins, Currants. JUST received, a complete assortment of ALMONDS, IIA1S?NS, CURRANTS, 'RUNES, CITRON, Ac. NOT 7 J. A T. R. AGNEW. Scales, Scales, Scales. JUST received, & supply of TEW SCALES, Counter Scales and small Tlatform jeales, which will be sold at very low prices ry_ J. A T. R. AGNEW. CANDLES! CANDLES! ONE HUNDRED boxes Sperm and Ada? mantine CANDLES. Just received md for sale by J. A T. ll. AGNEW. Ale and Porter? ONE HUNDRED dozen London PORTER and Edinburg ALE. Just received and or sale by J. A T. R. AGNEW. F. W, WING'S Steam Planing BOill ! Pickens Street, between Washington and Plain, Columbia, S. C. ON hand and furnished to order at short notice, all kinds of dressed LUMBER, FLOORING, CEILING. SHELVING, WEA rHER-BO ARDING, Ac. Also. SASHES, ['.linds, Doors, Man tie-piece Mouldings, Brackets, Counters, Tables, Ac. Having now in operation full sets of the nest improved machinerv, 1 am prepared o turn ont FIRST-CLASS WORK, at very reasonable figures. All in want of any mo? onal in my lino will do well to give mu .all. Aug 1 Gmo South Carolina Railroad Company. DECEIVING AND FORW'RD'G DIPT, CIIAHLF.STON, Jone 2y, lfc66. THE South Carolina Railroad Company having re-established its Receiving and forwarding Office, Merchandize and Prodnce consigned to its Agent, from the interior to Northern ports and from North? ern ports to the interior, will bc can d ' (ind shipped to tho point of .destination. Consignments to be forwarded by sea must alwavs bc accompanied by bilis ol lading and*let ter of advice, with instru? lions to insure, if desired. June 2S E. N ? FULLER, B. A F. Ag't. OLD RYE AND CORN WHISKEY. IBSON'S FAMILY NECTAR, VT " Treble A, Old Kentucky bourbon, Old North Carolin:-. Corn Whiskey. Ohl Apple brande. Wholesale and re? tail. JOHN C. SEEGERS A CO. Fire-Dogs, Shovels, Tongs, &c. At the Sign of the. Calden Pa,i- tock. ALARGE VARIETY of FIRE-DOGS, SHOVELS, TONGS, POKERS, FIRE SHOVELS, Ac, Ac, in store and for sale very low, by JOHN C. DIAL. New York Advertisements. Sweet Opoponax from Mexico! N'ATURE could not produce a ricbj(^ gem or choicer Perfume. Trv it and be convinced. E. T. SMITH &0 >., Sept P.) Gm'? NY i York. Sweet Opoponax from "Mexico! rilUK most elegant .wini essential personal JL requisite for a lady, "Extract of Sweet Opoponax." E. T. SMITH & CO., Sept l'.l Gmo New York. FURNITURE, DE GR A AF & TAYLOR, 87 and 89 Boicery a nd 65 CliristieSt., -V. 1'., STILL continue to bc th.' largest Furni? ture Manufacturers in the city. Parlor, Dining Koora and Chamber FURNITURE, Canopy and Victoria bedsteads, for tho Southern trade, at per cent. reduction in price. Sept 1U Gmo STENHOUSE & MACAULAY COMMISSION MERCHANTS, I^OR the sale of COTTON, COTTON ' YARNS, SHEETINGS, Naval Stores, Ac, and for the purchase of Merchandize generally, 6G Pearl Streut, ACT Turn. Consignments lo ns from every point in thc South fully protected by insurance as soon as shipped. Jtllv 14 Iv J. E. ST EN ROUS E. ALLAN MACAULAY. JAMES CONNER'S SONS i:\iTEI) STATES TYPE FOILNIM AND PRINTER'S WAREHOUSE. NOS. 23, 30 and 32 Centre street, (cor .er of Reade street,) New York. The type on which this paper is printed is from tho above Foundry. Nov 18 WESTCHESTER HOUSE, Corner Broome Street (ind Bowery, N. Y. THIS house, capable of accommodating three hundred guests and kept on the European plan, is centrally located, and near to all points. City cars pass tho Hotel to all tho Ferries, Railroad Depots and places of Amusement every three minutes. Singh; Rooms. ? 1.Ot> per day; double, ?2.00. J. F. DARROW A CO., Jan 14 ly Proprietors. " SOUTHERN BANK NOTES! SOUTHERN SECUfflTIES 1 Bought and sold on commission by LAWRENCE BROTHERS & CO., ? 6 ? M K ? B S , NO. 16 WALL STREET. NEW YOEE. MONEY received on deposit from banks, bankers, merchants and others. Or? ders in Gold, Government and other Secu? rities executed at the regular Stock Ex? change by a member of tho linn. Consign? ments of Cotton solicited. Oct 8 DEWITT C. LAWRENCE. .Tony R. CECIL. Cvttrs J. LAWRENCE. WK. A. HALSTED. THE GREAT SOUTHERN FREIGHT AND PASSENGER LINE ! THROUGH CHARLESTON ! Via South Carolina Railroad and Steamships. RA TES G L'A RA XT ELI) LESS TUAN THOSE PUBLISHED RY ANY O TEER 7. / N E ! ! ism FARE BETWEEN COLUMBIA AND NEW YORK Reduced to $27.001 WHICH includes MEALS and STATE ROOM on Steamers, and Omnibus Fare through Charleston. Steamships leave Charleston EVERY THURSDAY and SATURDAY. tS" For further information, apply at the office of thc South Carolina Railroad Com? pany. Sept 8 Schedule over South Carolina R. R. GENERAL SUP'TS OFFICE, CHARLESTON, S. C.. Nov. 3, 1SGG. PASSENGER Trains will run as follows, viz: Leave Charleston.8.00 a.m. Arrive at Columbia. 5.20 p. m. Leave Columbia.G.50 a. m. Arrive at Charleston.4.00 p. m. THROUGH MAH. TRAIN. Loavo Augusta. 5.50 p. m. Arrivo'at lungs,ville. 1.05 a. aa. Arrive at Columbia. 3.00 a. ni. Leavo Columbia.2.00 p. ni. Arrivo at Kingsville.3.40 p. ni. Arrive at Augusta.12.00 night _Nov_G _ _ H. T. PEAKE. Geni Supt. General Superintendent's Office, CHARLOTTE A S. C. RAILROAD, COLUMBIA, S. C., Nov. 5, IKGG. ON and after WEDNESDAY, 6th inst,, Through Passenger Trains will bo run over this road as follows: Leave Columbia at. 3.10 a. m. Arrive at Charlotte at. 9.40 a. m. Leave Charlotte at. G.lOa. m. Arrive at Columbia at. 1.40 p. m. Nov 6 JAS. ANDERSON, Sup"t. NORTH CAROLINA RAILROAD. PHHE follow im,' .- che:!;!'..' will hu run over JL this road until further notice: SOUTH. A cconvnioda'n. Moil. Arrive at Charlotte. .10.20p. m. 5.30 a. m. Ari ive at Salisbury. . G.40 p. m. 8.00 a. m. Arrive at Greensboro. 2.30; .m. 12.20a. ra. Arrive at Haleigh. .. . 7.15a. m. 6.25p.m. Leave Goldsboro.2.20a.ra. 3.15p.m. NORTH. Mail. Aceommodn. Arrive Charlotte, ii.55 a. m. L'vo 5.00p.m. Arrive Salisbury. 12.08 p. ni. L've S. 15p.m. Arrive Grnsb'o*.. 2.44p. m. L'vo 12.20a.m. Arrive Raleigh... 8.20p.m. L've 7.45a.m. Ai rive Goldsboro.ll. 15p. m. Arr 11.15 a.m. Mai! North connects .tl Greensboro with trains ms L. ,'? J:. Railroad tor he North. Accommodation Train East connects a: Raleigh for Wildon and the North, at Goldsboro tor Weldon. Wilmington and Newborn. Mail Train South connects with C. A S. C. Railroad for thc South. Nov 13 limo E. WILKES, En. ami Sup. Greenville and Columbia Railroad. GENT SUPERINTENDS OFFICE, COLUMBIA, Sept. 21,1866. 1_)ASSENGEI; Trains will run datly. Sun? days excepted, as follows: Leave Columbia at. 7.15 a.m. " Alston at. .. 0.D5 " " Newberry at..10.35 " Arrive at Abbeville at . 3.13 p.m. " at Anderson at.5.J') " at Greenville at.5.40 " Leave Greenville at.6.00 a. m. " Anderson at.G.30 " " Abbeville at. 8.35 " " Newberry at.1.20 p. rc. Arrive at Alston al.2.45' " " at Columbia at.4.40 " Sept 30 J. B. LASSALLE. Gen. Sup.