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vol. vm. S*red. li •P*nt md tb* irate teaart, A ad Um Bornlar Mia Alnea forth at last; It •hinea on a strip of jrollow Mad. Aad a good chip tinklas la light of land. Over h«r deek aad k«r battwad aide Laallj wuhoa th« ebbing tide; Out «f the etrumrteaad deadly atrife Lo! nothing saved bat a baby Hfe. A woe, frail thing U the oae poor waif— A wee. frail tiring to be sound and safes Bat all forgotten Ha brief atenns, , It gayly crows In the stranger's enns. A sailor looks at the little form— “ ‘Tie a tiny craft to have stemmed the storm. Re sighs a bK as be bends him low, And his thoughts fly I ’ back to the long ago. Just such a babe on his young wife’s breast with dinging Ungers his own caressed; Just such another—but where is beT Wrecked oa tke voyage of life, maybe. Is this but spared that in years to corns It may drift away from Us heavenly homo? Ths baby laughs aa his boy onoe did; Ah, will it be sot Nay. Qod forbid! The ssdtor's hand has a gentle toads For the sake of the ted he loved so much; And soft from hie lips are the words that fall, “Qod bleea the children; God keep them all I 71 IDA'S PERIL.. I see nothing as yet, Maggie. I do bopo Jesse will not disappoint us.” “Hare no fear, Ida,” replied Mag- «*•; “and I declare, hero they are*’ A carriage stopped before the house. Both ladies descended to roceire Joaso and his friend, 'Arnold, who led tha way to the carriage, accompanied by the sistera, Ida and May Bronson, who were visiting their cousins, tha for* tors. “By-the-by, Ida," said Jesse, “I have a letter for you.” “You have brought me ill news,” she said; “the letter is from Eugene Har grave, telling me he will call tomor row." • • • a • • “Ida, I do hope you’ll make some alterations in your toilette to receive Eugene Hargrave. That ahadu is very unbecoming to your complexion.” “I dislike Mr. Hargrave. Pattie, and will not dress s|>ecially for him ” “Of course you are at liberty to do as you choose, but some deference ought to be shown him. He is the richest man in the country and very induen- tisl,” said Pattie. “What do I care for that?” Further conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the man in question, and Ida rose to welcome Mr. Hargrave, who was rather handsome, but showed marks of dissipation. When Ida and May were about to re turn to London. Mr. Hargrave was pro fuse in his expression of regret, and re marked. among other things, that he would do himself the pleasure to call on them in town. A fortnight later he did so, and Mr. Bronson, out of politeness, showed him every respect, and his visits be came as frequent as they had been in tha country. One evening, after dinner, when the K ntlemeu, consisting of Jesse Stevens, >rt Sprague, Mr Hargrave, aad Mr. Bronson, were lingering over their Wine, Hargrave tapped Mr. Bronson on the shoulder and requested a priv ate audieucc. The old gentleman, excusing himself, took Hargrave's arm and led him into the library, while Jesse and Bert sought the Indies in the drawing-room. “My dear Mr. Bronson. I am about to confer quite an honor on yoar famU ly,” Hargrave said, waring his head majestically. “Ah. rcallv! I am delighted, Mr. Hargrave. You have shown decided preference for my home and its in mates and 1 need not assure you that 1 am greatly honored thereby.’ “Tuai.k you. Now you kave seen my decided attentions to Miss Bronson, but era they go any farther may I en quire how much you propoee to gire her as a dowry ?” “Your request surprises mfl,” swered Mr. Bronson. “I hare the matter no thought I must how my daughter regards you before F iT< * know how my < replying,’ “You surely cannot doubt my nlti- mate success with Ida? Remember what a marriage with me means.” “I am aware of your position,” waa the retort, “and to avoid further pain you had best consult Mias Ida herself, and after her decision we can arrange matters amicably.” Aad he rose, tnanked him, and left the room, promising to send Ida. Hargrave, adiusting his eyeglass aad refastening his booqnet upon his coat, waited for Ida’s appearaaoe. Presently she entered, bright and smiling, and looking wondronsly love ly in a bright blue silk dinner-dross. “Papa mentioned that you wished to see me," she said quietly. “Your father was right Ida—there, don’t be surprised—I wish to enquire whether Cupid has ever touched that heart which I hope to win for my own!’’ “Mot knowing what heart yon refer to, I cannot exactly say." “I mean, are yon aware of the drift of my attentions to yonP” “That is rather pointed; pray ex plain.*’ He began to grow uneasy. He had made bat poor headway thus far. “I ask yon to be my wife," he blurt ed forth, after a pause; “to become Mrs. Hargrave. and reign mistress of mj heart and fortune.” “Mr. Hargrove, I recognise this hoeor conferred upon me, hut must de cline it, since my affections are centred elsewhere. I esteem you as a bat nothing mare." Hargrave, greening her arm, “Woman, fi this my reward for tole rating year Insolent coquetries and con tradictions P Have I danced attend ance on non only to be cast aside ttki a glove? 4 Tea have aroused the “Mr. qneeq Wire Hargrai • ia her yon conduct me to or hmf yrivttsged "I have only tl re,” exclaimed Ida, outraged pride, “will the drawing-room, In gealoaeP" I this reply to make— that you have grossly insulted me, aad if I ever have the opportunity te re taliated I will not enan you. Make my exenem to the othera. aad remember me as roar enemy." “Shame, tirP’ cried Ida ladlgnaatly. “And new accompany me to the draw- iagHfoem, as your abrupt departure mjghrcanes comment." Together they entered the apartment, aad shortljr after Hargrave made his house Ida related her interview, aad they applauded her mode of proceeding. “Sav no mors about it/’ requested Ida, and sne sat down to thepiano and gave them some music. Then the party broke up to meet the next evening at tin reception by Mre. Baldwin at Tell Cottage. There, to Ida’s great surprise, she met Mr. Hargrave; she bowed coldly to his salutation, and exchanged the formalities of ths evening. She firmly declined danoing with him, however. “You will excuse me, Mr. Hargrave, but after your threats to me, I must decline to dance with yon.” “You are kind to remind me of them. Miss Bronson, and if my inten tion had been to forget of ths past, your words would have spurred me to renew the old score.” “I care less then ever for your threats, air!” And she turned proudly away from him. Stung to the quick, Hargrave sprang forward, and would have rudely de tained her had hot a gentleman come forward—Arnold Maynard —and inter fered. “How dare yon molest a ladv?” he •aid. Then, turning to Ida, lie con tinued: “It was fortunate I appeared in time.” “By what authority do you inter fere?^’ And Hargrave advanced with me nacing aspect. “Take that for your answer!” ex claimed Arnold, violently pushing him back. “If you were a gentleman, there would bo no need for questioning me.” “You shall hear from me, sir!" “Not another word; you are too cowardly to fight.” Hargrave slunk away, muttering an grily to himself. “What a bragging idiot he is!” cried Arnold, after he had left. “I detest men of his calibre!” “He must have sprung from an ob scure stock, for everything about him is baso and low.” And arm-in-arm they sought the ball-room, and in the waltz forgot their annoyance. On the way home it was agreed to spend a month at Harley Hay. and pre parations were begun ou the following d»y- The third day after the reception at Tell Cottage, the party, consisting of Ida, Belle, and May, Jesse, Bert, and Arnold, found themselves domiciled at Harley Bay, determined on an enjoy able time. Having discovered that un old house upon the cliff was haunted, they re solved to pay it a visit, and ou that evening, when the moon hung low, and everything was propitious, the party set forth. Ida had taken a good position upon a rock high above the ruins, and made sport of those who were more slow In ascending. But suddenly her voice was hushed, and, with u frightened look, she ]>ointed to the extreme end of the building. AU eyes were instantly fixed thereon, end they saw a light moving to and >ro. an<l a ghostly tigure came in sight. “'i here b the gho^t!” at last stam mered Ida, recovering her\oice. “How kind of him not to keep us waiting!” This jest, coming at such a grave mo ment. produced its effect, and peal aft er peal of laughter followed It. Bert, struggling to climb higher, lost his hold, tumbled, and landed with e bruised head among the party. “This is really alarming,” said Belie. “We had better remained at home." “Oh, it s nothing,” answered Bert. “I was trying to elevate mjfcelf, and had a fall in consequence. Why/where’s your ghost?” Bure enough, the spirit had departed, and darkness reigned supreme. “Who will follow me te yon ruins and explore its hidden mysteries?” tragically cried Ida. “Lead on, fair maid, i follow!” criod Arnold in the same tone. They dosoonded, and shortly found themselves in the ruins. But their courage failed when the moon veiled its light beneath a cloud, and the hoot of an owl emanated from the darkness. “I think we had better defer our ex plorations till to-morrow. We have not provided for any emergency, and 1 am getting tired of this rambling.” And Belle proclaimed herself ex hausted by the scrambling over the boulders. This was agreed upon, and entering their carriage#, the party drove away. The next morning Ida was up bright and early, and indulged in a row all by herself, refusing escort They had to humor her, and gave themselves up to various pursuits dur ing her absence. When the hour for dinner arrived, and she had not returned, they began to grow uneasy. The gentlemen entered separate boats and departed in opposite direc tions, each hoping to be tno fortunate one in finding the truant As hour after hour passed, and none of the searchers returned, tip ladies were really alarmed; and, a severe stefrm arose, d waters of the bay into lai which beat tbe shore with a On tbe following mornit reached tbe hotel, tlirowing upon the matter. It was anonymous, and suggested the idea of Ida, and also of Jesse, could be accounted for only in one way—that of nn elopement “This was written by Eui E ave," saidIMle. “Hahns igutae his hood somewhat." Bert sought tbs landlord of the hotel and questioned him. “Why, yea," stammered the host, “such a person as you describe name here shortly before your arrival, and made rather pointed enquiries about my expected visitors. Ik trot very particaUr, too, about obtaining a close naecriptlon of the haunted honse." Thanking him, Bert sought the party and imported his new idea to them. In the afternoon of the tame day the party found themselves in the shadow of the rains. Bidding Arnold and n few others keep a lookout on the out- Bert entered the building i his way among the wind and obstructed passages. Having reached a nead wall, he dis covered a hnge Iron door thal obstruct ed his farther progress. It was ths work of but A. moment to shatter tbe lock with a stone near by, and, wring- to all, hing the waves, 11 sound, a letter me light agene Har- t striven to BARNWELL, S. C., THURSDAY, APRIL 16, 1885. Img ing open the'door, lie entered and found himself in a large empty np irt- ment, from which several ih.ors led in diffareut directions. Ere he c<niM pre vent it, he re rived a blow on t!ie head, aud some one rushed pn-t him. Recovering himself, lie pursued the person, only to have a door slrit in his face. On hearing shouts fr< »n without, and going to the door by which he had en tered, lie saw a man, bearing the figure of a woman in his anus, running at full speed through the hall. He followed in pursuit, and emerged into daylight, only to lind thgmau with his burden climbing the steep elirt against which the ruined building had been constructed. One glance at I lie woman convinced Bert that it was Ida. and that the man was no other thin Hargrave. He put down his burden, and still holding Ida by the arm. Hargrave f lared upon his pursuer with malignant atred. aud the lire of insanity gleam ing in bis eyes. “Save me. Bert!" cried Idi pih*ou9- ly. stretching forth her arms in suppli cation. Bert mad) a step f ir.var l, ut the voice of Hargrave arrested him. “Not n step farther, unless \ou wish to see her hurled down this ah\ss! i told her luAjimc would come, and it has. Advance at tour p iii! ’ His voice was hoarse with paa>ion. and he pushed Ida to. the edge of the precipice, and i eld le-r there. It was an aw t;l p.el cumont, and the sight we'.l-ni 'it dro e Ida's anxious friend crazy. But who was that steal ing from rm-k to ro d;, and e cry mo ment creeping k.nwcr and nearer to ward Hargrave and h.s victim? Yes, it was Jesse. (Jat-liko he moved towards the de sired object, aud while Hargrave was still glaring t pnn those below, and holding Ida’s insensible form owr the precipice, he hud reached the top. and in a moment seized Ida, and dropping her gently to the -afe portion of the cliff, clutched Hargrave by the throat and essayed to bring him to the ground. Bert and Arnold row rapidly made their way upward", jiist in time to save Jesse from tving hurled down the yawning gu! . an I binding Hargrave, they carried the insensible girl down to the level ground. It seems Hint Hargrave bad met Ida on the bay in her bout, ami, while seemingly wi hing to - y a few words, had east a handkerchief saturated with chloroform over h<-r n<>*:ri!-, and then secured her without a struggle. When she recovered she found herself a pris oner in the haunted ruins, Jesse, in his search, hod conic across the empty bo.il in the neighborhood of the ruins, aud imagining she hud gone te them, hod douo likewise, only to find himself a prisoner when he wished te return te daylight The shattering of the lock by Bert had given him his freedom, and it was he who had struck Bert, thin king it Hargr&^pwho had taunted him with his capture. He had not discovered his mistake until he saw Hargrave rush by him with Ida in his arms, aud he immediately started in pursuit, with the result described. Of course, Jesse and Ida were soon married, and equally, of course, were “happy ever after." Poe and Stoddard. m&amm NO. 33, THE BRAIN. Bill Xjr« Kmtu laterrstln* RefmrSIng l>«r Thought Maanlhcit- “O, yes, I knew Edgar E. Poe," aaid Richard H. Stoddard, the poet, to me the other evening at a reception; “in fact I had a little buaineaa with him once. ’ ’ I asked him how it waa, and he said; “I was a young fellow and had begun to dabble in verse a little, and I wrote an ‘Ode for a Grecian Flute’ and sent it to the Broadway Journal, o# which Poe waa then editor. After waiting awhile I called around to see about it Poe was not there; they said he waa ill at home. I got the address, and after awhile found him at his house on Amity street—him and Virginia, his heart broken cousin-wife. Poe received me kindly and told me my poem was accepted and would appear. I waited and waitodf Finally, impatient,! went around to the office. Poe was asleep in the editorial chair. I waited awhile for him, and then gently awoke him. He glared at me and said, madly, ‘Who are yon?’ “‘My name is Stoddard,’I said, ‘I wrote the Ode to a Grecian Flute. ’ “ ‘You are a liar/ he shouted. ‘You never wrote it! Get out of here or I'll kick you down stairs!’ “I was too much astonished to pro test I got out Afterwards I fouud that he thought he recognized it as a European production, and fancied I was trying to palm off a fraud on him." —New York Letter. A Scotch Joke. d guilty; Commis- One evening, in the principal gold mining camp in the Transvaal, nine or teh years ago, a man, partially in- toxicated and supposed to be actuated by jealousy, attempted suicide. Ha first took morphia; but this not proving strong enongh, he tried to hang him self, bat was prevented, and handed over to the Sheriff, to be kept ia safe custody for the night, and to be tried before the Acting Gold Commissioner (• ahrowd and soienm Soot) the next morning. As there was no law to have S invented him from committing suicide he thought fit, but it being desirable to pankh him in some way.lt waa de cided to bring a charge of drunkenness and disordeny conduct against him. To this the prisoner pleaded | whereupon the Acting Gold sioner, without the ghost of a •mile.da- livered the following extraordinary judgment: “Mr. > I shall fine ye ■twa punds for your drunkenness; but I’ll just gie ye to understand that I ken v«ra weal what ye attempted to dae, and, had ya succeeded ia your attempt, your pooniahment -would have been vera much more severe than it is!”— The Spectator. mm j A London lawyer suffered a long time from lead poisoning before the doctors discovered that it was owing to his uae of snuff put np in so-called tin foil wrappers. According to the Medical Prett there are now on record thirty-four cases at this kind. Borne samples of moist snuff contained 8.60 per cent of toad. { This article, writes Bill Nye to the 8an Francisco Argonaut, is designed more espreinlly for those vertebrates who are ab!e to keep and nse their own brains. It is not iuKnded for the pe rusal of those who simply have a gangli on or nerve-center which they are using temporarily until they can afford a brain. Man is more highly endowed with brain than any other animal. Still, nearly all animate creation lias a trace of this organ—decreasing, of course, in intensity downward, from man to the lower mammals, birds, reptiles, batra- chia, and fishes, till finally pH traces of the brain disappear in tno amphioxut and dude. The elephant has the hedkicst brain of any animal. It often weighs aa high as nine or ten pounds. The whale comes next, with a brain that weighs, perhaps, live pounds. So, great men tal strength is the result of quality more than quantity in tbe matter of brain tissue. The brain of an adult man weighs, on an average, forty-eight ounces, while that of the average adult woman weighs forty-four ounces, and yet woman is far superior to man mentally. I have obtained this information from a lady friend of mine who is thoroughly trust- vv orthy. The brain isenelos'-d in a bony sphere called the skull. This bony envelope is air-li.'ht. The brain docs not have to i t- aired, it is in a normal condition. It • houid bu kept inside the skull con stantly, and in ns compact form as pos sible, for when it is otherwiae groat in convenience may ensue. The parts of the cncaphalon, we are told, are the cerebrum, cerebellum, me- du'lu, oblongata, fwnt varolii, obligato, pnXHi*nmo. Anyone would think that a brain uith all these things in it would not feel well, but such is not the case. The brain ha< been found upon, micro scopic investigation oftcrdeulh, to con tain not only the foreign microbes and things named above, but also a cineri- tious substance, cranial nerves, motor oeuli, corpus coll arum, corpora slriata, Ihahni, tubcrcula guadregemina, stac- catv. arbor vita, crura, cerebri, and other foreign substancea, which must have made life a burden, and yet death did not result for many years. Nothing, however, is so destructive to brain tissue as daylight. Many have died almost instantly after light and fresh air were freely admitted into the brain. The bruin is one of the most useful of all orgaus, and, there fore, we should use every precaution to retain it; for, like the self-cocking re veller, a man may struggle along for years without having occasion to use it. and yet uhcu he does want to use it he wants it very much. We might get alopg in society for a longtime without being called upon for any mental dem onstration. but some day, without any uotice whatever, we might be request ed by our boat lo express an idea, and wo would foel very much cut up to ad mit that we bad left our thinker at home ou tbe piano. Physicians who have never had much experience with the brain, never hav ing a case of it in their own families nor studied its habits in other people, Irequuntly make an erroneous diagnosis w here a patient is suffering from brain trouble. I oiicc knew a young doctor, who has since resigned his lucrative practice in order to accept a highly re sponsible position aa chambermaid in a livery-stable, to make a mistake of that kind. The patient was a German, who was unconscious at the time the doctor was called. The latter felt the pulae, examined the tongue, wrote out three prescriplious on different drug stores (or medicine to encourage zeal on the part of the liver, and went away. The coroner was no expert in oases u' that kind, but he went mt it oa the Hu cry that the brain hadbeen affected, and traced up tbe 'symptoms till hs showed the inry that it was a case of quick coupliug-pin on the brain. It seems that the patient had been expos ed at a saloon on A street, and this was followed ia quick succession by coma, semi-colon, and full stop. We ahonld take great care of our brain if we intead to oa* it It is a very sensitive organ, aad is easily af fected by external influencea. Very little, after all, is known of the location of various phrenological organs in the brain. The relation between thought and the material organ which we oall the brain is a little misty jet It is not for the poor, short-lived, and pony man to know evervthing. The brain, how ever, is a curious organ. It ia a good thing in Us place, bat entirely useless when removed from the party to whom it belongs. We should not overwork the brain, or strain it in trying to think of hard words that no one else knows the meaning of. Neither should we try to preserve our brains in alcohol during office hours. Aloohol and gray matter are always antagonistic. Let us take good care of ourbraiua and not wear them out trying to impart infor mation to those who do not seek it Another thing that we should remem ber is that the brain weighs about twenty times as much as the tongue, and, therefore, there is no phvsiologio- &1 law which requires us to toll all we know. A Ghastly Hcarf-Pia. A harmless yet ghastly scarf-pin is a mechan^l skull of enameled gold with a moveffle under jaw, and diamonds set back in its hollow sockets for eyes. Tho skuH is worked by a current of electricity generated by a little battery carried in the pocket, and transmitted over wires no heavier than strandsmf thread. Pressing upon a button which completes tbe electric circuit, tbe teeth rattle. They are made in Paris and are worth f 100. The price is rather steep, but the ornament a as to be very carefully and nicely adjusted, aad it is made of platinum and the best of gold; besides, the diamonds alone are of some value. No cheap counterfeits have yet been made. Washington, D. C., has a “teacher of memory, who claims that In a few law dm he will enable one to memoriae the moat difficult things without effort. papers, built fig An Inventor's Dilemma. In a ground floor room in one of the Urge public buildings of London sat a man writing at a table covered with He was a short, strongly- tgurc, with a prominent nose, and a face hard and massivo as a gran ite statue, an<l wearing the set look peculiar to men who have surmounted great perils. Few, indeed, had more practice in both than thL man, for he was no other than the Duke of Well ington, and his crowning victory at Waterloo was still but a few years old. There was a tinkling of a bell out side, and then a murmur of voices in tlie ante-room; but the duke never raised his head from hia writing, and even when his secretary entered and said,— “If it please your grace, that man with the bullet-proof breastplate has called again, and wishes very much to see your grace for a moment.” The duke’s face darkened, as well it might, for the man in question was tbe most pertinacious bore whom he had ever encountered. The bullet-proof cuirass was hU own invention, and he never lost a chance of declaring that the safety of the whole British army depended upon its instant adoption of this “unparalleled discovery, which he carried almut him and exhibited at all times aud in all places. Had this been all, he would soon have been disposed of; but, unluckily, ho had contrived to interest one or two of the duke's personal friends and to get from them letters of recommenda tion which even Wellington could not easily disregard. Something must clearly be done, however; for although the fellow had hitherto been kept at bay, he was evidently determined to f ire the duke no peace till the matter ad been fully gone into. For a moment Wellington looked grim that the secretary tiogan to ho so for tbe order which he would gladhy hare obeyed, viz., to kick the inventor into the street forthwith. “Show him in,” said be, briefly. The observant secretary noted both tho tone and tho smile that accompanied it; aud he inwardly decided that it would hare been better for tiiat in ventor if ho had not insisted on seeing the duke. In came the great discoverer—a tall, slouching, shabby, slightly red-nosod matt, with a would-be jaunty air, which gave way a little, however,' before the “iron Duke's” penetratiog glance. “I am glad to think that your grace appreciates the merits of my inven tion,” said he, in a patronizing tone. “They are, indeed, too important to be undervalued by any g*eat command er. Your grace cannot fail to remem ber tbe great havoc made by your gal lant troops at Waterloo among tbe French cuirassiers, whoso breastplates were not bullet-proof; whereas, if—” “Have you got tho thing with you?” interrupted Wellington. “The inventor unwrapped a very shor^looking cuirass of piMished steel, and was just beginning a long lecture upon Us merite, when the duke cut him short by asking,— “Are yon quite sure that it is bullet proof?” * “Quito sere, your grace.” “Put it on, then, and go stand in that corner." The other wonderingly obeyed. “Mr. Temple,” shouted Wellington to his secretary, “leil ti.e sentry out side to load with ball cartridge, and come in here to test this cuirass. Quick, now!" % But quick though tbe secretary was, tho inventor was quicker still, ihe moment he realized that he had been set up there on pur[H>se to be fired at, and to be shot (lead on the spot if his cuirass turned out not to be bullet proof after all, he leaped headlong through the open window with a yell worthy of a Blackfoot Indian, and darted like a rocket across the court yard, vanishing through the outer gate- the Duke of Wellington, see or hear Very Old Crockery. The Art off Conversation. Mrs. ant is ft* The real fault wo comarit any to reeognin IB* phnow given by tno narration at moet trivial loeident in esretnljy ap portioned words. No ono tat talking takes the trouble to ions Ms ■sntooees according to the most ordinary iMks at grammar. Oar flntiowsi shynosn has •tamped ns, among other vulgarisms, with tho soft shame that a ' ^ the charge o( pedantry if other than tho moot eiumsy a jointed way. We are afraid to vontnre on a phrase—a combination of wotde that will convey oar moaning of tho moment until familiarity has made It commonplace, and then we drag It la by the head and ears on every occasion till it becomes nauseous from ta« fro- qency. There is a dreary hoaviaeos in oar conversation born of deficient tan* agination. We discuss, or rathsr i Henry Winship, of this city, has t remarkable collection of antique 1 jrockery, all handed down through the Winship family. The most antique is t marble butter plate, nobody knowtj bow many years old, but its age must' be quite respectable, because Dr. Lyon: lays marble dishes were the first “crockery” ever used in England. The' plate is of dark, variegated marble/ part of the edge has been broken off; and restoration has never been attempt*; ed; it is marvelously clean-cut ( "Those old Englishmen,” said Mrs.' Winsbip, “ale on marble, but our Rev- 1 olutionary fathers in their dire dis tress had to retort to the woods for bark dishes, which were burned after each meal." A teacup and a saucer, blue save for »n interval of white and a checked border, are among the choicest of the i -» — „ ^ — legitimate crockery. They wore used t our words abont the most ordinary by Mr. Wtnsbip’s great-grandmother, , tera with a solemnity which and are at least 200 years old. They have been preserved with religious care. A decorated bowl Is one of the same set. A tea-set of pictured blue, used in the family seventy-fire years ago, is also a treasure. A water-pitcher with decorations of pink tint is not quite so old, but has as remarkable a history. Thirty-eight years ago Mrs. Winship dropped it down toe well. It probably lodged under a ledge of rock, for during these many years it haa not been injured save for a few slight nicks. Its glaze is nearly as good as when it was lost— a commentary upon tho impenetrabili ty of the material. It was accidentally Ished up, a few days ago, while searen was being made for one of tho buckets. But what shall wc think of a punch tumbler over 200 years of age? It re- Mon. People who, from sembles in aizo the loving cups of our ward, have been accustomed German friends, and is incrusted with ence naturally acquire a 1 designs of mated birds—of necessity of toke# that deference for _ English manufacture. In it probably ; attitude from which tbe element of as- much punch was mixed in the golden * er Mon is ellmited. The favored (Omms days of long ago. It is whole; not a' with whom that is the i nick or a murk is visible. It comes, feasts of other things besides ths down through the Winship family. A j forenoe of their fellowa. fine largo crockery cider mug is also ““7 M*” 1 * heaped eight looks like earnestnees, hot wo an not in earnest We should res wit tho imputation. Every nation has its own peculiar snobbery—every nation, and each rank in that nation, aad eiaes far that rank, and each iadividnaL One phase of it with us in the way hi which we copy the habits or manners at tho rank above us. The desire to copy implies deficient tact aad power of .ob servation, and the effect of copying Is very much that of the maid-of-all-work in a lodging-house who tries to copy the dress of the ladies ou whom ako waits. She has neither the material out of which to make tho clothm, nor the power of wearing tho clothes prop erly if she bad them. The cslrnnem and absence of emotion at patrician manners not unnaturally suggest imlto- their birth op to ig is i It is down at 75 years of age. n is em blazoned with a t uteher s coat of arma — Hartford Evening l‘v*t. whether they will or not* Bound. Treasures of 1 upon thorn —Ml Ms Year At the Rink. her. ho English gentleman assembly o betof at a : at Yveana, tho that An brilliant assembly of thosMsof' recently, was much annoyed at conduct of a distinguished Ifldy off city, who amused herself circle of friends by saying so art, b«M generally uncourteona, things to him and others. “By the way," addod shs, “bow is it that-yoar impotirwapion speak French so veiy imperfectly? Wo Austrians two it with the tamo freedom as if it were oar own native toogoo." “Madam,”, Retorted he. bat w|th tho blandest manner possible, “I knoOr oot, unless it is that ths Freneh army have “Anddon’t you skate, little asked, as be sat down beside “O. no, sir.” “But you can learn.” “I guess I could, bnt I don’t want te.” “And do you come hero just to watch tho skaters ?" "(), no—I come to watch Mrs. It” “Who’s she?” “She’s papa's second wife. Ho don’t want her to come, but she will doit." "And why do you watch her? 1 ’ “Well, papa wanted her to promise ! that she wouldn’t lean on anybody. Softie of }he researches lately made when she was skating with 'em, and by English explorers in regard to deep* that >bo wouldn't flirt when she was sea b« !j have led to tha belief.that •resting, but she wouldn't promise, and so I came to watch her. These short marks are when she Icana, and these kings ones when she flirts.” “And you show them all to your father?” “Yes, and he dates them and puts them away, and by ami by we'll have enough to get a divorce on and marry somebody who can’t skate.” , not been twice to our capita) to teach it, | as they have at yours.” abrupt hat the Twenty food-reform societies are now flourishing in England. there are •*> rwMgb r'! f»J, chasms nor hare rueami that l sea bottom at great ttepth* is hot af fected by currents or streams ■ ■ cvmi by (hose of the magnitude off tbe Gan stream—its general a i ges resembling that of the dmerioflw peak riqf, and it is everywhere covered ly a kind of mud. Mark Twain’s mother aad brother live in Keokuk, Iowa. Mrs. is eighty-threo years of Age. COMPETmOH BOUXCED. PADGETT LEADS ALL 0TEEB8! way; nor did the Duke of from that day forth, ever of him again. A Manof Timch Protection. Speaking nything, I < of “getting away” with anything, I don’t suppose anjr citizen is so well protected—nfct even William H. Vanderbilt—as is Jay Gould. He can tell within five minutes If any part of his premises, vaults or property are being attacked. A special wire com municates with tbe nearest police sta tion between his office and his home In Forty-seventh and Fifth avenue. The same remark applies to his residence at Irvington. An electric bell in his priv ate room at cither place will notify him of burglary. The special facilities of the Wes tera Union give him extraordi nary advantages in this respect. When ever he travels, either by rail or yacht, a special secretary, who is also an ope rator, accompanies him. He came* additional lengths of wire, and ahonld he be staying at a hotel a special and pri vate ifr.c communicates from his apart ment to the nearest telegraph office, so that bs he in the 8onth or North he is in constant communication with the center of business.—Nino York Star. Why He Didn’t Fall. Last spring an Indiana man started a bank in a town in Dakota, and about the 1st of February haring secured depoeits to tbe extent of 123,000, a notice was one mprning posted on the doors of tbe bank reading: '^Temporarily closed—hope to pay the depositors in full.” Ths banker wanted to test the tem per of the public previous to a big scoop. In the course of half an hour the doors were kicked in, the office gut ted, the banker stepped oa until he was seventeen feet long and only two inches thick, and the chap who held a ver to his ear jovially' remarked: “Now, then, my friend, we give ypu joot ire minute* to unlock that safe aad coUnt out the slugs to depositors ia full.” The depositors were paid in full, and the banker has come East in search of more civil people.— Wall Street Sew». In some villages in Colorado,Kansas, and New Mexico, where sand is sprink led over pa er to dry the ink, it is satal the satire* would not know what blot ting-paper was were it not for the in surance agents. • WALNUT BEDROOM SUITES, 10 PIECES, $42.50. A NICE BEDROOM SUITE $18.00 CT EVERY KIND AND EVERY VARIETY OF FURNITURE. COOKING STOVES AT ALL PRICES. - XA.DOETT8 FXTRyJTJTBE AMD STOVE HOUSE. Illu*..mii2 6ROAD BTREET - - - - AUGUSTA, O A nr Refer yon to the Editor of this paper. !ra lay Taft Itat Tear KINK CLOTHING, HATS AND GENTS’ FURNISH ING GOODS, BUT I. L. 746 BROAD STREET, UNDER GLOBE HOTEL, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA, *■ -*««• *•»*♦-«a»~ ■ •-*%- m.£ *•*■- •*-- \ • Can get away with them all in the w*y of FJNE CLOTHING, HATS AND GENTS' FURNISHING GOODS for this Fall and Winter lit (be very latest Styles and at Prices that astonish everybody that looks anthem, ^ * ( He means to outsell them all. Give Inm a trial and yon. will go home the besjjpleasedjman In the State, jy Don't forget the place. ^ • X Xj. stylist s -1 - 746 BROAD STREET, UNDER GLOBE HOTEL, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA.' PLEASURE AND PROFIT TO AUs s WATCH AND JEWELRY REPAIRING AND FULL LINE OF-GOOD^ ’ ~ croiiisr h. i ‘ Dealer In Diamonds, Watches, Clocks and Jewelry, 72% Brood' Opposite Central Hotel, Angnsta, G*. / GRANDYS & ZO ROUGH AND DRESSECTfcUMBER. Contractors and Bollders, Maaafhci her and Bnilding Material. We are mates on all kinds . of bnlldings “Grandys,” 8. C., postofflee Windsor, 8. C. We also keep in stock at oar yard on corner of Watkins Angnsta, Ga., ail kinds of material as above stated.^ Afi place will be promptly attended to. We are, clurers and Dealerebr srmr 1 *