Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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. . .. . .. „ j Wi i. .. <USi<rr •-.•* m .*«r^.t I / ■ : I Ei I - h:^n vol. vm. BARNWELL, 8. C., THURSDAY, APRIL 30, 1885. » On the Oars. Crowded, oars, Ploafant day, Maiden trav’lln* Far away. Vacant Beat, By tier aide, Only one In which to ride. Dandy drummer, Black muatache. Think* good chance ’To make amaah. Orlnninar, aaka llay be ride In vacant acat By her aide Maid aaya “Yea," Looking a went. Drummer happy To hia feet Happy drummer! Hard-earned ca*h. Spend* for “goodie*’' For hia maah. Train boy’a atock Dlaappeara. Grins with joy, To his cars. Bella the drummer -A (ipLea, cakes, Nuta and candy, Awful “fakes. » Conductor conies. Drummer's cash Pays the parsago For his mash. Conductor looks At train boy sly, With a wink From weather eye. Conductor gone, Drummer ‘Tly.” Looks at maiden With a sigh. Asks the maiden “la there one Loves you more Than I have done?" Maid look* conscious, Rather ooy, Drummer* heart Full of Joy. “May I ask Wondrou* bliSa, For the boon Of one sweet kiss/’ Maid says “No, ’Twould hardly do. For therc'a one That love# me true.’ “I will win you From his aide," Drummer saya. With conscious pride. “Hardly think ao," Maid replies. “ ’Tia conductor,” Blank surprise. "’’He's my husband. Don’t you see? Here he comes. You’d better flee.” Door flies open. Drummer bold, Dashes out Looking sold. Conductor grins. You know the rest. Twenty dollars l^his vest -Tom P. Morgan In the Through Mall. BABY’S SECRET. •‘Nina dear, won’t you come and play with me?” ami little Arthur gazetl up wistfully into the delicate, dreamy faed^if hW sister. Nina turned slowly in her big ciwh- io ; ed i hair, a s.uilo of intense sorrow breaking over her pallid lips. ••Are you tired of playing alone, baby?” she asked softly, laying her small thin hand tenderly on his golden cur’.s. ••Oh. so tired! When will you be able to play with me again in the gar den? You used to be so gay; now you are always sad, and sitting in here alone,” reproachfully. A few tears trickled down the little J irl’s pale cheeks, and she heaved a cep sigh. •Toor Artie! I wish I conld run about as 1 used. It makes me very un happy to think of those bright days, when we ran so joyfully amongst the pretty flowers, chasing the bluewinged butterfly, or when tired, resting be neath some shady tree, watching the tiny birds fly from* branch to branch, singing so sweetly. Will that time ever ammo again, I wonder!” Artie listened in silence to his sister’s words, scarcely grasping their mean- iu", only knowing that she had •changed since those days; the once bright merry child had become pale am? languid, never leaving, without aid, her chair by the window. ••Shall you Be ill long?” he asked in lis sweet childish voice, hia innocent blue eyes raised qucstioningly to bers. “I do not know, baby dear. I think soon the pain will leave me,” earnestly. •‘Then we shall be able to play to gether In the garden again?” a ray of hope filling his mind. » Nina smiled sorrowfully, and her eyes wandered towards the pleasant scene stretching before the open win dow. “Summer will soon bo over, Artie, and in the autumn there are no flowers to cut, or butterflies to chase; even the birds leave us then for sunnier lands.” - Artie's height look faded, and his rosy lips took a doleful curve. ••Dr. Cliff is very naughty, Nina, not to make you well. Why does he come here every day if he does not cure you?" Nina’s answer was interrupted by the entrance of Mrs. Arrol, to whom Artie ran with outstretched arms. “What is it, baby—what has hurt you?” she asked tenderly, lifting her little son on to her knee, as she sank into a chair beside Nina. , Nina rapidly explained, her words bringing a troubled light to Mrs. Ar- rol’s eyes, a bitter pang to her heart. “Poor Artie! Well, ne cannot want yon more than I; he must have patience for a little while. Soon you will be as strong and well as ever,” she said hopefully, feeling far from believing the words she used to soothe the boy’s grief. She had known for some time the fatal troth: that her gentle little girl, in spite of all their nursing, would soon leave them in sorrow; the doctor had broken the news to her one sum mer ere, when Nina, after a long run with Artie, had quietly fainted away. Since then she had grown gradually weaker; unable to play with her brother; too weary for anything but rest, day after day, in her large chair, drawn close to the easement fhom which she conld see th% dear old gar den, where Artie roamed in moody solitude. , . The days passed swiftly by, and still Nina grow more fragile; and one morning Artie, suddenly entering the house, saw Dr. Cliff and his mother, the latter with tearful face, talking earnestly in the hall. “You lay the end is near? Can yon not tell me how long it will be before my darling leaves me?” Mrs. Arrol shook his head, then pointing through the open door, said gravely: “Do you see yonder trees—the once k‘ " ' * something from Nina’s fragile life. Soon Mr. Arrol, fearing the end might come in his absence, gave up going to business, wandering instead aimlessly about thu house—too pained to stay always near his darling, and not daring to be far away. One morning, after a short tender visit to Nina, he stepped into the gar den, now no longer gay with bright flowers or the sound of childish mirth. Ho had not gone far, ere he came npon a sight which made him pause in mute amazement Standing on a chair, beneath a wide-spreading tree, was Artie, absorbed in winding strong thread round tho twigs and oranches within reach. Full of curiosity, Mr. Arrol stepped forward. “Artie,” he began softly, “what are you doing, my little man?” Artie, not having heard his father’s footsteps, started violently, almost losing his balance on the high chair. The thread dropped from his hand to the ground, and he turned a white scared face to Mr. Arrol. ••What are yon doing, Artie?” he re peated. -^ Gaining courage from tly; extreme gentleness of his father’s voice, and the affectionate gleam in his eyes fixed up on him, Artie began trembling: ••It is a secret, papa. You won tel), will you?” Mr. Arrol smiled at the child’s earnestness; yet the blue eyes were very wistful, almost pathetic. ••I promise you, Artie, I will keep your secret,”- be said kindly. Artie-leaped from his nigh perch, and standing before his father, gazed u| “eagerly into his face. “Papa, not long ago, I heard Dr. Clift' tell mamma that when the leaves had fallen from tho trees, Nina would die too, and I do rot want her to go away, so to keep the leaves from drop ping, I tic them l ) the branches. It is difficult, because they are so high—wil you help me, papa?” Mr. Arrol gulped down a sob which rose in his throat; the sweet innocent idea of his littl • son brought a sudden wave of sad emotion to his heart. How could he answer that simple question, and dash all Artie’s bright hopes to tho ground, by telling him how useless it was, holding nature thus in chock? “Dear Arthur! Poor little fellow! Nina will be glad when she hears of your loving trust. I will help you lery willingly, but alas! the task of keeping back death would be as difficult as trying to prevent the leaves from fall ing! See even now, that slight gust of wind has broken your slender thread— tho leaves are gone!” It was true, and with a bitter cry Artie threw himself into his father’s arms, feeling for the first time, the weight of grief hovering round him. A s Dr. Cliff had said, scarce had the last yellow leaves left the gaunt branches than Nina’s gentle spirit fled to her happier rest, and Artie lias now only a dim memory to brighten Til* lonely young life. WOMAN GOSSU'. Fruitful Cause of Domestic Uuhap|»l- ikesa—The Trying; Ordeal of Fitting New Dresses. Opera and Other Full-Drcs* Toilets and Their Accessories—Various Things a Woman Can Do. THE CIIAUITT SYSTEM. . When domestic unhappiness exists in a family it generally happens that the case may be traced to money mat ters and to the unequal division of the common fnnds, says the Louisville Courier-Journal. Probably eight wo men out of ten who are married and have no other visible means of support than a husband are dependent upon that husband's generosity for every 5 cents they have to spend. The idea of a husband being generous to his wife is quite as absurd as. it would be for any other business partner to be gen erous to his associate. A widower with a house full of children has to pay a good round sum to some housekeeper for attending to the same duties his Wife performed for her board, lodging and clothes. He does not grumble when tho housekeeper comes for her salary, nor ask her what she did with all the money he gave her last month, nor inquire in an aggrieved tone of voice if $80 won’t do instead of $40. No, she has earned her money, he re spects her right to it, aud ho pays her like a man. W'heu his wife was house keeper he paid her like a husband. It is true he gave her liberal credits at dry-goods shops, milUners T , and dress makers’. These privileges constituted his ideas of feminine bli*s. W’hat need had she of money? Such a thing as giving her, or rather sharing with her, a portion of the product of his labors as one of a domestic firm never occur red to him. He was quite willing to Aimee in a Balloon. green foliage yellow, leaf by leat to the and dropping, o the ground? When they have all fallen, and the trees are here, ▼oar dear child will droop and die also." Mrs. Arrol hid her face in her tremb ling hands, deep sobs breaking from her grief striekea heart; she scarcely heeded the doctor’s kind oonsoling words. How. conld she be resigned, when one of her loved chUdren was ■lowly fading from her? She did not notice Artie, with white troubled face, and wistful eyes, silently out in the garden; and for long the child walked about, forgetting, in this new sorrow, the interrupted play with Carlo, his btg cherished dog. Many times after this, lirs. Ami VMM look at her little-boy in silent he waa so strangnly quiet—ao on r Ijet me see. Which shall I tell ? Did you ever hear how 1 went up in a balloon? No? Then hero it is. When the Germans besieged Paris in 1S711 had just signed a contract with Mr. Jim Fisk. I had to go, but was not able to do so because all avenues were closely guarded by the enemy. Then someone suggested going up in one of tho balloons used in transmit ting dispatches, and, there being no alternative, I went up. First, when we ascended, tho conductor, another ladv, and I, the balloon went up, up, climb ing up, until we could see Paris like an eagle could flying high over it The car of the balloon swung from side to side, and made me so dizzy. I watched the Column Vendome until it tapered off from what it was to a point the, size of my little finger. I saw the cathedral Notre Dame growing from what it is to a ball the size of my fist I saw tho people first the size of men, then as small as dolls, and finally look like black pins stuck in a cheeker-board, By this time 1 grew quite sick, and fell buck in my scat and shut my eyes, and I thought I was smothered; Oh, so smothered. I tried to breathe and catch the air, which was to me receding, with my mouth and my hands, so, so. ’ Hereupon Mdlle. Aimee threw herself back in her easy chair, shut her eyes, and clutched with her hands, which wettvextended above her head, like the proverbial drowning man catching at a straw. “Then the balloon began to go down again and I got my mind and my breath back. The conductor said we were out of danger, and we finally dropped do wn in a field and climbed out, earth again.— glad enough to bo on ea Houston (Tex.) Chronicle. A Japanese House. In describing the Japanese village at Knightsbridge, the London Telegraph says: The houses are built of wood and bamboo, and stands on posts rais ing them about eighteen inches above the groundL The floor is composed of thick rush mats called tatt&ms, each five feet ten inches long by two feet ten inches wide. The size of the house is invariably determined by the number of these mats used, and a Japanese, in giving an order for the construction of a house, would at once indicate the kind of structure he required by saying that it must be so many mats in area. Thus, an ordinary bouse will have the floor covered with three or four mats, whereas that of a wealthy person might have twenty. Commonly the buildings have only one floor, but sometimes an other is added, and one of these is erected hero. Access to the second floor is obtained bv a ladder inside, and there is a small balcony running round, intendedliowevsr for ornament and not for use. The fronts of the houses con sist of sliding frames filled with paper, and/all the windows are also of paper, and very thin texture. Each house has its shrine inclosing a god, and some of these shrines are’very elaborate and beautiful pieces of workmanship. The internal decorations usually consist of paper, printed or painted With flowers and various designs, but in some cases there are also most ingenious and beau tiful effects produced by mesas of em- boased paper and Mlkt » trust her to keep the hoporof his home aud name, to raise his children; hut a doubt as to her business capacity never crossed his mind. That she would foolishly waste money if she could get hold of it was his foregone conclusion, although for years she had managed his home, and with unexampled econ omy he is now able to appreciate she is dead. It is not an uncommon thing for a woman to have to worry her hus band for 10 cents for car fare to take her to church. When you see a wo man carry her “pocket money,” a dime or so, tucked in tho psiliu of her glove, you may conclude she has a husband of this description. For a proud-spirit ed, naturally independent woman to have to beg, bargain, and haggle for a few dollars from her husband is one of tho most degrading misfortunes that can befall her. It is true some women do not mind begging for money or the having to explain in elaborate detail the why and wherefore of the demand; and other women look at the partner ship business in a still broader view, and do not iiesitato to apply for that which is manifestly their due, but op posed to these there is a largo majority of wives to whom it is an infernal mor tification to ask. day after day, year after year,, for money from their own husbands. A friend of mine who has been married for forty years has to burr}’ every morning after her husband as he leave's the dinmg-room to try and get from him money for the dinner’s marketing. This has been going on during all those years, and if by any chance she should fail to run after him he would quietly march down town and not leave a cent. It often takes the greatest tact, conrage, patience, and gentleness to coax from him suf ficient money to by for herself or her children the clothes demanded by the customs of decency and civilization. It is not possible that a woman, how ever forgiving, can feci altogether un- resentful toward such a man. Down in her lonely heart of hearts she feels the indignty pnt upon her. It is all very well to arguo that if a woman has creSit at the stores—and can buy clothes, shoes, hats, wraps—she has no need for money. Those who argue this should just try a dose of such treat ment themselves. Why need a body live if onco in a while they mav not have the innocent pleasure of indulg ing in a book or magazine, a bit of cbinaware, a useless odd or end that will wear its welcome out maybe, but that is so tempting to buy. A man may be a miser, but he doesn’t feel the need of it because he has in his pocket money which he can just take out and spend for cigars, an orange, lunch, soda water, or tho papers. He is not like the woman, who, if she wants to spend 60 cents on herself, has to run to her husband and ask him as a great favor and piece of generosity to give her the pitiful sum. The young wife who has the courage to demand at the beginning of her married life a weekl or monthly allowance of money—wbiel shall be proportionate to her husband's income—may be saving herself from life-time misery. Any woman who submits to the charity system—the board, lodging, and clothing plan as much to be blamed as she is to pitied. an idea. Why, sometimes whole seams have to be ripped oat, and then we have to stand so still that no wonder yonr strength gives out” “How many times has yonr strength given out nnder a trial?" *T remember fainting three times one morning while having a dress tried on. But that was excusable; it was my first party dress, and I was awfully particular. The dressmakers got ouite alarmed, and I was made to desist from having any more trials that day. But I am nothing to what some gins are. You won’t believe it, but I know some of my friends have to be braced up with regular drinks during the time they are under the dressmaker's hands. Some of them are perfectly horrid and keep you waiting and standing. I have stood from 8 to 12 o’clock withont any thing passing my lipa Now. can you wonaer why I did not faint?” I suppose the figure has a great deal to do with the time?” Well, no; I take quite as long as anybody else,” said the fair young lady, with pardonable assur ance, “and I am sure I am not such a bad figure. But the dressmakers tell me it is just horrid to try to give a thin woman a fit. They give them any amount of trouble, VYhilo those who have something of a figure they say they can get along well enough with." FOll THE THEATRE. An opera toilet can be varied to suit the taste of the wearer, while those oo- cupying private boxes indulge in a full- dress toilet, with all the accessories, including elegant fioworis; many, by the addition of a sorties de bal and pretty I) mnet, u ake a handsome black or dark silk serve for their costume. The tastes of all can be suited in the vari ety of handsome combinations shown. A striking and handsome dress is of Combined pink, satin, and white lace, which has an effect of beautiful delica- The skirt is of satin, arranged in For The Farm nr. A MIDNIGHT DUEL. the Of tWB ] cy. box pleats, which are ironed down quite flat to within a few inches of the edge, whore they puff out and make a loosely pleated flounce, falling over very narrow pleated flounces,* alter nately satin and lace. A tunic of lace is gracefully draped en chale with long, flowing bows of satin ribbon. The back c rapery is very prettily arranged in argo loops, like a bow trimmed with ace edging. The laco and satin cor age is pleated and is secured at the waist by a ribbon belt fastening under bow of ribbon, with long, flowing ends. A more beautiful dress can hardly be Imagined than the following: The foundation is of moss green silk; over this is a drapery of crcam-colored ;auze covered with Persian embroidery in raw silk, forming a transparent cov ering over the green. Tho edge of this overdress is cut in boll-shaped mints of embroidered applique green velvet, and the whole of the back of the dress, which falls in long, plain pleats, is covered up to tho waist with the same green velvet bells. The bodice is trimmed aroand the edge with simi lar bells, the sleeves also. The bodice is fastened with gold buttons. A stylish dress is of two shades of ilac velvet of the darker shade and satin raervcillcux of the lighter. The skirt is of tho velvet, plain in front; the edge is cut out in tabs over a kilted flounce of the satin. The back falls in plain, straight folds, the sides being -turned back ns rovers, showing their lining of satin merveilleux. Each of these rovers Is edged with a thick che nille fringe. Tiie bodice has a short basque, tbe front having giteduated points of tbe velvet, showing back of them the satin. The sleeves are trim med with the satin to correspond.— Philadelphia Times, I A TRYING ORDEAL. WHAT A WOMAN CAN DO. She can say “No,” and stick to it for all time. She can also say “No,” in such a low. soft voice that it means “Yes.” She can sharpen a lead pencil, if yon give her plenty of imncils. She can dance all 1 night in a pair of shoes two sizes too small for her and enjoy every minute of the time. She can pass the display window of a draper’s shop without stopping—if she is running to catch a train. She can wojk half the night with a noisy baby in her arms without once expressing tho desire to murder the in fant She can appreciate a kiss from her husband seventy-five years after the marriage ceremony has taken place. She can suffer abuse and neglect for years, which one touch of kindliness or consideration will drive from her recol lection. She can go to church and afterwards tell you what every woman in the con gregation had on, and in some instances she can give a faint idea of what the text was. She can—but what’s the use? A woman can do anything or everything and do it well.—Philadelphia Newt. Practical shepherds say that not more than fifty sheep should be kept under one roof. An Indiana practical farrier says: “Yet with long years of experience, observation, ana experiment, I believe I have learned some of the ways of success in agriculture. One is good seed; the other thorough cultivation.” Underdraining makes the ground more spongy. Drains of till hel|) take the water from the soil by drawing it from a depth of two feet or more;there fore much more water passes through the soil above the level of the drains than could pass through undrained soil. “The farmer is coming to the front in public affairs. There’s no question about that. And he’s coming at a pretty fair pace, too. Ho ought to come faster. He will come faster and faster, as he becomes, through educa tion, culture, and general intelligence, better and better qualified to assume control; to occupy and maintain him self in the front rank.” So says Our Country Home. In Ohio it is against the law to allow any animal to run at large.whethcr tied down or ud^ unless special permission has first been given by the county com missioners, or by special permit by township trustees. The owner or any person n. ving in charge any animal and allowing t ic same to run at large is liable for all damages done by such animal upon the premises of another, without reference to the fence which may inclose the premises. A Texas man writes to an agricult ural jmper that he has for years been growing what he calls Nicaragua wheat in the lowlands, where the heavy air produces rust so surely that the ordi nary varietiea of wheat cannot be suc cessfully grown. In many years, he never had a crop of the Nicaragua wheat damaged in the least by smut or rnst. It may be true that he has a wheat proof against the attacks of rust; or the truth may be that he has seed wheat to sell at a fancy figure. In the lost issue of Our Country Home is the following advice: “Wo feel sure we are right when we advise farmers, in planting for next season’s campaign, to arrange for a full amount of labor. Practice rigid economy at all possible points, but let it be economy of the economical sort. Remember that ‘There is that which withholdeth more than is meet, but it tendeth to poverty.’ On the farm this*may well be applied to the item of labor. All farm profit comes directly from work well oone, and done at the right time.” A correspondent of the Ohio Farmer, writing from the “black swamp” dis trict, says that the land where he lives was, fifteen years ago, a swamp and would not sell for more than $10 per acre. Now the land that was least de sirable is worth from $65 to $75 per acre. The land then desirable on account of elevation is now the least desirable. Tbe lowest land, where fifteen years ago a pole could be pushed into tho ground to a depth of ten feet, is now dry and tilled. As it is an accumulation of decayed vegetable mat ter the land is very rich. The chan was brought about by ditching, may bo quite possible that like experi ences will be seen in other the West in the next decade. L. D. Snook gives an excellent in the Ohio Farmer for snp[ raspberry canes. A No. 9 or 10 wire stretched from post to post along the rows and about two feet above the ground, not directly over the plants, but about three inches to one side. The posts may be 100 to 150 feet apart A wire band or loop having a nook turned at each m:d and to catch on the horizontal wire is placed aronnd the canes in each hill. This band should bo made of a piece of No. 9 wire fifteen inches long, bent into the form of a >ail-bail. The hooks in the end should £o over the main wire loosely enough o allow of being easily unbooked when is desirable to put new canes into >osition within the loops. Oa Tap at Um BIm MMg*—A Story of the Lata War, “There la no doubt,” said an old soldier yesterday, “that many singular things occur as we journey through life, and he looked as though memory was struggling with some sad feature of his existence. He sighed as ha con tinued: “I remember as though it was yesterday the march of Hlfl's corps along the winding Shenandoah up to the famous Luray gap. Who could ev er fonget that march r The road wind ing w|th the beautiful river, and over hung with the majestic chain of the Blue Ridge mountains, while across the crystal water the magnificent valley, with its ebarming cottages dotting the bounteous land with white-like balls of snow robed in flowers. But the most engaging and lovely obtocts paled into insignificance beside the peerless wo men of this blessed country, and you may well believe that when the camp was struck tbe soldiers lost no time in making their way to the sarronnding cottages. Soon the music of the violin was heard, and the shuffling feet kept lime to the music, while, for a time,the soldier’s face was lit with an old time joy. At one of these cottages the belle of the valley reigned supreme, while several southern soldiers vied .with each other in paying homage to the queen. Among others were two young soldiers—one from Georgia and the other from Mississippi—who were specially energetic in their attentions, and so marked had this become that those present watched the play with constantly increasing interest, fully be lieving that both exhibited a case of love at first sight This surmise on the part of those present was only too true, event which foui report cot on the Aid night a pula maintained their . The Georgian’ to drop cloeer to tha Mlsslsslpplaa was la held his pistol to tha pistol shot was besrd, Georgian, and the M bold nis position The Georgian protested thf* ha come there to mnrder hiss, ‘ swer was returned. The second approached his found him dead, shot oa the first discharge at Death it seems had so much so as not sven to distort Ms equilibrium. I may forget SMM thflp but the midnight duel oa the toofll » spar of the Bias Ridge, with Its arts ad ant circumstances, is notoae of that." —Athens (Go.) Banner. _ r* .; -,■*> .y •' as tho tragic i ly proved. The Geor owed ful- seemed to places orgian have the lead on the Musiasippian, and when the dancers were called to take their places he led the belle of the val ley to a place in the set At this point the Mississippi an was seen to approach the couple and heard to claim the lady’s hand for the dance. An altercation ensued, but both were cool, brave sold iers—two of tho best shots in the army —who did not believs in a war of word*. So it was ended by tbs Georg ian dancing with the lady, and the sig nificant remark of the Miasisslppiiui that “I will see you after this set'’ “When the dance was over tbe Geor gian was seen to seek the Mississippian, and together they each called a friend from the crowd and departed. \ When outaide both claimed that an instlt had been passed, which could only bo wip-' ed out in the blood of the other, and that a duel to the death should be ar ranged at once. A fall moon waa just appearing above tbe tops of the sur rounding forest, and I tell you thia talk of blood in the silence of the night anything but pleasant No argument, however, would avail with these men, so it was arranged that tho dnel shoulr take place on the top of the Bine Ridge, near the center of the road that passes through the gap; that the weap ons should bo pistols st fifteen paces, and to fire at or between the words one, two, three,’ firing to continue un til one or both were dead. The point was reached, measured off. and the mei positions without a tremor, shed its pale light down on er to be forgotten. A moment and the silence was broken by the sig nal: “One, two, three.” At the word “It’s an awfully trying process, in deed it is, trying on a dress, and yon need not laugh at mo for saying so," and an intense young lady pursed up her lips and looked with a glance O; retrospective annoyance upon her com panion, a reporter for the San Francis co Chronicle, who was evidently chaff ing her about her late experienra. • Now, do you mean to tell nfflt” said the man, between the jolts of tbe car, as it bumped over the Kearuey street crossing of Sutter street, “thatyou ac tually faint when you try on a dress?” "It is a fact that I do, and I do not want to bo laughed at about it at all Why, I am not the only one who faints. Other girls do. Ob, it is drosdful! I perfectly dread the idea of going near a dressmaker.” And the fair voung lady gave a pretty shrug to her should- ers. “What kind of dresses make yon faint the most when you are trying them on?” continued her persecutor. “Oh, this kind,” and tbe iU-naed be ing kicked oat a foot which raised a blue skirt. "You see, these are what are called tailor-made suits—mafla in imi tation of tbe clothes of gedtlomea,— and they have to l-t joat/eoy or they would aot-be fit fur anyth&fg. Thar* are ever so many ehaagoa. Y ou haven’t Sleigh Bells. How many know how sleigh bells are made? The little iron ball U too bf to be put through the holes in the bei! and yet it is inside. How did it get there? Thu little ball is called “tbe jinglet” When you shake the sleigh bell it jingles. When the horse trots the bells jingle, jingle, jingle. In making the bell this jingle is put ins’.de a little ball of mud, just the shape »f the outside of the belL This mod ball, with the jingle inside U placed in the mold of the out side, and the melted metal is ponrod in, which fills np the ®>ace between the ball and the mold. When the mold is taken:off* you see a/sleigh-bell, but it will not ring, as it is (full of dirt. Tbe hot metal dries the dirt that tho bell is made of, so it can be Uiakeu oat. After the dirt Is all shaken o);t of the holes in the bell, the little iron I jinglet will stil: be in the bell, and will ling. lUtook i good many years to thia k now to make a sleigh-boll.—/’bpufar bpienoe Monthly. A successor to the mdL loal Blind Tom has bhen discovered Greenville, S. C. A fl-yeat ( old son of G. W. Ware has a remark,'ble talent for music and can at once reproduce on an accordion or piano any tune played w whistled to-him. he ground took their The moon A New York neither riohee nor beauty, •ty with the avowed inteatlou ing a sensation. One of eccentricities is to call ■ first names Immediately ui tion, while at several “gin” Is •he has monopolised the tion of the nests with counts of her tn the number of j and the < —and I fear that one or two i Incidents like the foUowing will the effect of putting a den stop to her soda recent private ball she was to Mrs. Herman Jones as supper, i Mr. Danny Fearing brought that an ice. “Oh, I wish I had an! ejaculated the damsel la May I bring you oBef" quired Mr. Fearing “Oh, bring me twice as much as r the way,” she added, re. Jones, as tbe surprised mb off, “you might as well pMj fellow to me; I don’t know When he returned and the tea place a bottle of champagne in hh •Oh, I want some oTthatt” she ‘Let me get yen a glace, lag, moving away. "Oh, that; I was brought up on was the reply. “Hold up front of mo." And se^aii ■he pot it to herlipeaad ■pectable portion of its the ease and grace of a i rhUaaelphia CmUp The burning of the in June, 1861, at Fortress closed tbe fact that although cost was only filft.UUU. and th of running her lot ten more, making $28,0110, chartered for $10,000 n month, $21,000 tor tiie first tea weeks, vision in tier charter secured owners $50,000 la earn she u and sho was also insured far The result was that the net j the owners was $72,0J) far teat —Ben: Ptrley Poore. A bullet with which Henry i at Greenville, 8. C. t wn the neek at the tattle of < orlwo not disfigured, and looked when it entered hie A Brief Chapter on Girls. The girl of 16 who will neither sew nor do nousework has no business to be decked out in finery and rambling about in search of fun and frolic unless her >arents are rich, and in that event she needs the watchful direetton of a good mother none the less. There is no ob- ection to fun, but it should be well- chosen and well-timed. No woman or i£irl who will not work has*a right to share the wages of a poor man’s toil. If she does work, if she makes the clothes she wears and assists in the household duties, the chances are she will have enough self respect to behave herself when playtime comes, but if shp should still be a little “wild” the honest toil she has done will confer upon her some degree of right to have her own way, illdudged though it may be. The wild girl usual!v aspires to prominence in some Social circle or other, and her manners and conduct are in a greater or less degree designed to attract the following of men. She should remem ber that followers are not always ad mirers, and that the most sincere ad miration a man ever feels for a woman in a drawing-room is when he looks upon her anerhays in his own conscious ness: “She is a perfect lady.”—Amer ican Queen. What Girls Should Learn. COMFETXTIOXr bounced. PADGETT LEADS ALL OTHERS! WALNUT BEDROOM SUITES, 10 PIECES, $41.50. A NICE BEDROOM SUITE F18.00 ET KVEBY KIND AND EVERY VARIETY OF rURHITDRS. N COOKING STOVES AT ALL PRICES. t jl&QETTS FUMWITUBE AND STOVE MOUSE. HID n*u ix*2 BROAD STREET * - - AUGUSTA,GA cy Refer yon to the Editor of this paper. M lai Tall Alnit Inr FINE CLOTHING, HATS AND GENTS’ FURNISH ING GOODS, BUT To sew; to cook; to mend; to be geo tie; to value time; to dress neatly; to keep a secret; to be self-reliant; to mind a baby; to avoid idleness; to darn stockings; to catch a husband; to hold her tongue; to make good bread; to make a house tidy; to be above gossip ing! to control her temper; to take care of the tick; to sweep down cobwebs; to many a man of bis worth; to be a help mate to bei husband; to keep dear * of flash literature; to take plenty of active exercise; to sue a moose without screaming; to read some books besides novels; to bo light-hearted and fleet- footed; to wear she her feet iocs thaf won’t cramp A man in Roma, Ga., holds a noted date of 18.8 that was made payable when Lewi* Casa should be President of the United Taylor won, Ufa STANS ELL. 746 BROAD STREET, UNDER GLOBE HOTEL, AUGUSTA, f Can get away with them all in the way of FDUCLOTHJQK),] GENT’S’ FURNISHING GOODS for this Fall and Winter In the vary] Styles and at Prices that astonish everybody that looks nQttan. * - He means to outsell them all. Give him a trial and yet wHl go bestjpleased man in tbe State. tW Don’t forgoHfcf place. Xa. BTACTSOOXsIU 746 BROAD STREET, UNDER GLOBE HOTEL, A1 ■ PLEASURE AND PROFIT TO. WATCHrAND JEWELRY REPAIRING AND TULL LIRE I ■||m: o-omr el * Dealer in Diamonds, Watches, Clocks sad Jewelry, 7* Opposite Central Hotel, G-R ANDYS & ROUGH Contractors and Bnlhlsff, Manufodunrs tad 1 sr and Building Material. We arairoptead te < mates on all kinds of "G randy a,” 8. C., Ns also'