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V. —, • It 13 VOL.Xll. BARNWELL COURT HOUSE, S. C., JULY 11, 1880. No. Luxuriant Hair C»n only protervod by keeping th« •eaip coul. oml free from «lan» draff, and tb« body In a healthful condition. Th* great po|MiUrity of Ayer’s Hair Vigor i* due to tin* fiu't that it rluao.'O'i thr sealp, promote* tho growth of the Hair, prevent^ it from falling out, anti give* it that soft anti •ilky gloss no raaeuthd t«t perfect Iwauty. Frederick Ilanly, of ItoKbiiry, Mae*., • grutleuian llfty yrare of age, vui* f;ist lotting hie hair, ami wtmt reutaluc*! was growing gray. After trying various dressings with-no effect, he coinmencctl' the usu of Ayer’s Hair Vigor. “ It •toppctl the falling out,’* he- writes; '‘anti, to uiy great surprise, converted iny white hair (without staining the aealp) to tAe aawe akadt of Inn ten it bad when 1 w as ‘i.'» yclvrj of Jige/’ Ten Years^Younger. •h^e/ati! y /coiuTort net S trouiilingnl 'Mf*. Mary Montgomery, of Boston, writes: “ Kt»r years, f wtis compelled to wear a dress cap tt» cttneeal a ha Id apdt' an the crown ol J n»y'head'j' Wrt Y»hW' :' I gkelly lay the cop aside, for your Hair Vigor is bringing ont a now grow th. I could hardly trust iny Senses when I first found iny hair growing ; but there it is, and l am delighted. I look trn year* yoMsger." A similar result attended the use o! Ayer’s Hair Vigor by Mrs. O. O. Pres cott, of Charlestown, Mass., Mt*x Bessie II. Bedlos, Of Burlington. Vt.. Mrs. J. J. Burton, of Bangor, Me.. And numerous other*. The hiss of hair may lw ow ing to Inu rity of the IiKhkI or slcrauceinent of stomaeh and liver, in which case, irse of Ayer’s Sarsaparilla «>r <•( *e Ullts, In o«nnection with the r, may lie necessary to give heallli tone "to all thh functroii.s of the ftudy. At the same time, it cnntiot tv t«s»"strongly urged that none of these remediea.s'an <ta mueh *;««od wBlimit ILCffFftrinl„«ji.t strict Mje-ntoHi ■ to • Iraulr ami tctnpwrsie habits. N n flood of yel low s u n i n e stoixl A b l>ot ’« (Jrongeearly one M a y afterno^fV, looking tho very picture t»f smil ing case a ml com- spring (h»tv- cr !x«I.s tC»lie<l aUuit its sloiiihj' law ns. Inul U i U r? w<ssl.s thick with lirighe Mue hya* ciutlis hbeltcring 1t carofujly fruni north' .i-t winds. "Z anti it soft aweep of corn cropped., hawthorn hedg- valley nest ling. as it wvre. imdef the 'prf>- tecling shadow / » of its gray gahlcs nnd luany w indowed froiih. But its bi'oiiiiug ipiiotudo was only—to put._it ipiito correctly—brick th'ep. Within—the—cjunu.t old rooms of the dwelling 11 I.ry |w‘fuliar turmoil was going on. a terrtblo u|*settingof things os they had Ixvn: auiaml sulmiHsttm to things as they now apjM'arcil - to Ik 1 : di.>- iii<7y and blank be cowing. _ [- .For In the ivM Wts’k td chill, April. Mi>s I’lc^am-c \Yi*stltro«»k, sp.n- s:< r ini-.trcs.s of ATiliot’s (rr.in^, had", tti'Mcnlv' rcsigmsl voiilntl of all Jur worldly possessions. A nipping night fro--t. and a id to-rs fiissilAii h.ive a fire in In i Uslrooni Iwe.uiM* llio light date fur mhIi IttMiriea waspahi by five days, I. id proved too intiVh r*’i tlu^lailt of fm'nn m«ire., A swiTT attack i f 4m ticTintis icy act! yming brother wen? trying ti» ' ^ iicr. “Itsceiued horrible to be nhout money so soon after"—- } And then she broke oft. her sad eye* full of tears, and the-young lawyer felt how vivid w*;u the contrast befween her bearing and Mr. Westbrook’s, atul-imw—‘ OUT* colored. Something in tlvo ear- i happy thoughts, what about tb® chiu*» nestnes® of hi* last words made her trum- ' *»ey? bk*. She was afraid of relying on him I too much, and yet. in this trouble, per haps she might t*«o his help for a littlo while. .. - “4-thiak-Mr. \Ve«tbrook IntetKlrt settling her N prc*s<’nt i»atli09 suitcxl the girl cvei In-tter jhan tho bright manner which Imd rather turned his head -whcJi lately ho had paid professional visits to thb U range. , ’— Rut though it went against the grain with him to vex her, he explained clearly and forcibly how needful it was to trj and find ihia w ill at oivce. “Had Miss Westbrook never told her where she Juul put If? Never mentioned it* details to her? Naturally Mr. West- hrook would like to know them before h* IcfkU ^ _1 - Tho onlyresponse to this was that Oli re was certain Aunt IMeasance had never mentioned the matter in any way. Some fhing* hlie never liked fo s|*eak of. This must have bom oner Rerhap* sho bad not made a will at all. “But, my'dear y«,»ung lady." cried the rector, “that’s hnjiosisibU^ It would leave you without a farthing! Miss \Ye*t- hrook would never have done It." *T know i,hc wouldn’t,*’ put in Olive’s young sister Helen, a delicate girl of 15, “if kIio con hi help it. But auntie was ill only such a little time. Ver] liki ly k!ic may have forgotten it." “rorgotfcn itl" rrpmtad tho dorgy- iviun ill dismay. **My p<H>r. dear child, what is to lie done this afternoon," she said, nenouhly; “afterwanls 1 may lie- glad to ask y<Ar advice. 1 am most antinus about Cyril. { am afraid Mr. j Westhr<K>k does not much like" Here Olive’s half, uttered opinion was unexjiectedly emphadzid from without. Through the door, standing ajar, came Mr. Westbrook’s voice, ringing with anger: . —“ i “Cyril! What are you up to there? 1 Kick that beast dow n stairs this moment." i “Toots is doing no harm, sir," nmoyered * the Ixiy’s clear voice. “Aunt Ph*a*afnce always let tfit play biifo pod aovk on tho gallery.%i— # “Your Aunt Plcasance, a* you call her, 1 could do as she liked. .Now I order what 1 choose. That clumsy bruto w ill smash ■ tho*e case* of birds. Send him dow n i this moment; do you hear, you young .. rascal?" iiivaa-^i mijin TTt ■ •> ' o ♦ f “Ur. I tell y.*u w hat, said — ^ r rt , ^, 1 ■ a#wwfe»^ her a rapid and n4on»a |«a*n.e.^ Ayer S Hairvigor, exit from mortal Hectics, but 't4i'‘ un»-»- r rr*p«r#<l V>t !>r..! (’. Ajr*r * Co.. I ow«ll. Vm*. t*oki by Dnitfgiau auu i'tTf .mit r*. DK. 11. J. HAY. DENTIST. orrtet over P. W. Fskukli."* stoue m.ACKVIU.F. s. i\ |x- tcd Kumirmns rrcttbsl strange di>turl*- ance among s:ir\ivor-« tlwit U-gan :ilirn»'-t :vs mkiii as the la>t “Amen" wa* sai lover - le r grave. Tlwn, as uneof the carriJgvs tiinns^ out of the churchyard gate, said Mr. Westlinxik. of llight'ourts, (Jlottct->— tersjiin*. t'.u* n !i merckmit m pheW of the departed Inly, to her bolieftor, John Ko>ier: • those \ onng*connee!ions of ’I Ktlppi T. B. Ellis, Jr. . CIVIL CXCtNCER AJCO tCR\EY65. A postal card addressed to me at M.tr- reevhe prompt aftett- tinn. a.arch 21-r,m Xi. L. S- liiwrenccN Liver SiiQiulalur rontain* all th* curative projaTtie. and virtue* of many healing roots and 1iert>«, mi akillfuliy ct>iii{MMiudcd and combined a* to prod tire a perfect med icine for the CERT MS C IRE of Billotis Fever, l)y«|>epsi.i, N’errnu- and Sick lleadaeiirs, (’liiPs and Fevers I>y.-enUyy, Colic and all Bilious Iiis- ease*. It* mild action Is especially-suited fo Females and L'hiUlreii. ('onvineing certittcates of Its uniform excellence furni*he»| on Application. rricen, rrfk*. and ll.uo per Inittlc. In Powder* ‘jra:. a package. For sale by I>r \Y. Smith. Willis- on, S, C. tprll 4-tf ><, fHim>j.i for pu tt> near ever? thing if the old lady *, ilon’t tiny? Im you h:tp|s-;i to know if sin's pail me l!ic •'ompliiu' , c.t of a diamond ring or a sil ver soup ladle? Of course you’ve got her will.*" “li- ally." w;-.i the answer, “I can give you no information at proent. Afy father had i-ntir® i rmagement of the Abbot s (iron . r *> bn-i.u -.s, and Iso *ln-d totiH* six tnontlis nyo." “But you sti-pjvJ into hixxluK'*, ilidn’t you?" ' ^ “Oidy parity. MTs* Westlimok looked >n me as cotnp.ir.iti\cl»* juveijile, l ’*;ny. tli«i *!* 1 le *-i* «;« the ling Jiol.it tlvo ygara. She never Inmored iue witli any couiiile:iti;il cuininunn a- tn*n-<. an h even to ik :i!l private pa's-rs (ren oar ollb-e, tha xt ill mo-.t likely among tin-ui." “Ah, t!u*n that elder girl yonder nil) know its w In rvabouta. She's rutluw a goisl i.Kikui; loan/ |«arty. Ouglit to marry well if she’s gut a third of tin* old maid's’h urd. (bH any engagement, do. you know?" No. Mr. Foster did not know. 1’cr. hap* r!\e qui'Htimi HtriK-k him as unsc;t mmable.. cumin * the minute afii-r the ik. , i \ ice where half t!io \ iltage had Ihvu ervin ' over tli i * the young- est of the adopted Lri«*. a lithe, clever faced lim- f>f FJ, emerging from a w in- dow curtain, where ho had Ina-n trying to k»*b* a U'ar stained counteTiunce. “PtvirTddauntie put it olf too long. |ht- haps. You know 1 was with her tho— the last in 'fuing. ju*t when she turned w orse, nnd she w hi.spenxl. *1 want to tvH hw-I fv-uhed Ulive. bu| then ' .mniiie s.'emM ro dtafvp forgotten every tin.i p She could only look at us puz r.led like, nnd-^and nev« r s|spuo any more." Then the lad burrow ed kncV among tl»e- cui tams. U-ing much indiamcd to U- caught cry ing. And the rit'tor and law- \«i_Jeft the lasun in the utmotl in-rpkv ity. — t' Fvery likely place was ransacked within the next hour. Every servant rjuestioned. The coachman renu-m- b»*r«s| driving hU mistress from the late Mr.-J-Vdcr* oITkv, somo time last ri^ifJTTb. tr> RnmbyVtnnk. and they took A tin lio'x in tie* carriage w ith tliem. Oil to Hamby's kank w cut the co>.u'hmah now ag::in, returning witli the raid de- (sis.t.iry, v.diicli the late Mr. Foster h soij wand its l through with the ths-jN-^t anx iety. Bonds were thereof railways, ^nl canals, aiuFga* coinpunie*. a mortgage. Stts k of half a dozen kinds, but abut no will. Mr. W«^thns»k telograplasl to his home that he sliould not bo kick until fm t'.ier notii*o. . - “It is desirable that I remain to we thi«through. ’ he said, and ordered the liutlcr to have a room prejiared for him for an indefinite st.iv. Tho liutlcr car ried tin- comnvmd to the housekeeper in high utfrolit. « . j “Me sp -aks to me as if I was a boy in ' l>ut:on>.” sd-t In*. “Yonanl m«* ain’t r trusl to sink masterful way a, Mrs. ; Wickh. 0 . p . > But r.i one da'y after another, and tin n a whole ?ms k. went by. and still no will was fortficomiug, Mr. Westbrook felt a I growing right to indulge in as much mastcrfultK'ss as he pleased, which was a good deal. .“The probabilityjf," ho said loftily to | John Fo tcr, w ho was there every day. . ; conducting a rigorous si arch ttrruugh ] f*y tilVtcinpn. frank and pliantenough under decent civility, had Us-n bnislusl in every iKyysible w rong din-ction by Mr. Westbrook during these last few day*. Now- it suddenly brktled uj* like a hislgo hog’s priekk-si. '«** no more a ras«*al than you are, sir! Olivo waid Toots and 1 could wait here till she’d done those old paisT*, ®o I shall not como <ioxvn till she calls me." Here Olive twrued into tho hall. Mr. Westbrook, purple w ith rage, was storm ing up ut Cyril, who, with tlutning cheeks and bl ight ey e*. stood defiantly at Die tup of tho broud old. stairs; Toot*, a knowledgeable little*" fox tcr*. ricr, bintllfig exciU-dly Ix-twecn the bulus- trailes. us if only waiting the word of command to maku f«>r their mutual en emy s otl '<■% “111 {OUabrick roumt thatewrVnfjl lrc*e Tboa® smoky funnels ut the Crungw were none of your screw ed up, lettucsj modern contrivances, but ample, gener ous air passage* running boldly up from basement to roof, Cyril knew all about them. Ho dud peraonallf Inspected tho Interior of one when workmen had been repairing tbo muny cornered itack* above, and had safely worked, hts way down to Olive’s own bedroom.'* Now ir he could only voyage upward from tho Ulir;uy, cat like r^ugo the tiUn/und ib* •tvinf again by the old nmte. what a capital joto (t would be. tjuk-k a* thought Cyril •W , pi , -d on the *t«»ut bar* of the grate and cautiously inserted In-ail and *houldx*r* up tlie inky enlmnce. Hurrah! He could ms* n bit of blue >-ky high up nloft. Nimble as his namesake Jr® began the iwrt-nt. A l»rick jiTUing conveniently Iicr© uih! there U-nt fru-ndT" |y help, lie I tad to grope along with closed cyan, fur bits of mortur atid little net>i* of distprU d *«x»t came peppi-ring aU>ut hint. Careful and crab like he hauleil himself safely up till nigh tho level of the library ceiling. Then ho nearly came to grief. Ho Heemcd to have got Ixmutiful foot hold on a brick or two. w hen he sudden-^ |v Klip[)ctl. Down went ono log. hut not d«»w n tho chimney, down tho other *id«‘ somehow. Rreaerviug his kiliuice w ith dilliculty. Squirrel rubls-d his dujty ey«*s with his grimy liaud and jieered about bim. — * to lire on in lodging*, withCyxil * wage* to lielp! 3lr. Foster, beggar* murt not be chooser*, but I tljuk 1 would rather die tluiu touch a ix*u ly from Mr. West brook." “But, my "dear—<V?ar Mis® Ferrer*, what i* t? 1)0 done? Whom elec, wkut else harr yoxi to turn to?" "No one, nothing, or noxt to nothing. Dut, Mr. Foster, Cyril has •cmethlng; nearly two hundred pounds, } think, a gvidtuiKlter left him. flow surely 1 i-an Rend him to soiop school with that, and l kiibw wheq |h**s a little older h« will work like a roan to lielp me and Helen." (►•Won’t 1 too.’" murmured the s<K>ty one.) “As for no*, 1 will tiud some sch(K)l whero lln-y will b*t me U^ich ami Helen can live there for my pay. It’* only for her sake i—feel—tt^hanL" Mr. Foster sts'ineil to walk up nnd down in agitation, then shut the htirury xTixi'r and halte»L “Miss Ferrers, your ol®n, yrrHi? <U*ter mination are worthy* or yoit Rut one: thing fails you. Yunr tinithrrVmotrry ■ cannot, l know, be touClkx! till he b of age." “Then—oh wliat shall we do?" “This: Id roc advance a couple of hmutred, lend it, give it to you. Oh wait a moment 1 Ix?t me tell von what ^ no ono on earth should have known If you’d Ixvn rich and pn>«pcrnu*. Hiave . txvn you so often, and so much, fcottlcl no more help loving you than I could help tixiug! I don't know about fumilv. and ancestor*, and *>> forth; I lb® Oroaf® party and Join fcmbling in th® appointed room, Westbrook swelling with arrogant •ortonco, which Oliv® might have f bad to boar, had not a glance Iwt her lawyer and herself gir«n her a de licious sense of happy strength. . ' j * “Ab—h m,” rasped out Mr. West brook, seating biaself ta' tlie heavy oak chair that stood at one and of t* • ohl turkey hearth rug, “Ah—hte, I ®eo - that boy Is not hero; bpt he I® of ao con- sc-qnonce whatever, so w® need not wait. As it Is very evidpit toy Ut® reapeeted aunt" (Ids tone implied capital letters U» her honor, now ho had oome Into her money) “has died Intestate, I feel tho timo has come when, as her heir" (honor reqtuMtcd tor himself Mil® thrv ) “1 toko natural possesshm of her entire property, 1 feel it b my right, sr> J shall act mako any boncsulsiut doing It. As I Intend tjhutting tlie house up for the summer. Only faint murky light struggled to r o«ily know my father's name has U*«n an lif*noro«l on<» f<v titty years, and. ids a ill, but he could just discern amiv’L thing remarkably odd. An iqx-iiing tbers wa* on tlx* left Hide of the clum- ncy. not more than twt> fect square, and the cavity beyond must lx* of some site, _tur.as the lad i»H|UisUtvcly poked hts leg altoul, it came in conta- t with no other walk Whatever couhl this place b»*? A pica*) God, 1II do nothing to sully it. j and if you’ll sharp it with mo. \our j brother and your sister Khali l*o mint*, • and you Khali never know a caru that l j can shield you from! What, wluit v\ill I you say?" “ Cyril could hoar Olive sobbing. He nnd ha**; T*w*i pond." crietl tho irat«-gentleman; *’w hile, ;rs fur your nKter. kIm.-’s |x*rf«a-tly aware, pi oiigjit to lx*, that kIh '* no more right to gi'e or«lcr* i-i tlii* house than the si-ullcry,umid." (J*»hn 1 oxtor here made a quick Ktep forward. Olive silenced his indignatiun with an entreating glance.) “I am inAster here. Now-come down, or 1 vow 111 Uorsow trip you." “You'll havo to catch me first, sir," said Cyril coolly; “but I’ll do a* Olivo tell* me. of course." “ You shall Ur locked up till you eat fiumbtc pf^C* crro»l Mr. \Vr*®brix>k, ad vancing furiously on Cyril, but rapidly n-tn-atii»g n» T**»ts ru^lusl to tlie f«»re with a viciou* snap. “Mia® Ferrer*. 1 presume >v*ii lui.e some control over your brother? I require him to stay alone in the library yonder till he come* to hi* senses and ’ifK)logi/A*s to me. Will you desire him to go into that room, or must he lx- taken there hy force?" "My brotlM-r never dispute* u wish of mine, JJr. Westhnxik." said Olive, pain fully excited, yet wonderfully self con- trulh-d. “Tw|uirr*-I, vicar, not Ixx-auso. 1 Consider you rvspiirc punishing, hut for jn-ace sake, plea.*® go in the library. When 1 have >q*4ei« to Mr. Westbrook pn-sently 1 w ill come for you." m? (Inst tbiog to do 1® to g®t rid of tli® servutu*. Mrs* Melon, ring Uk> hulk" Rond, appearing in answer, wa® d®- sire*l to fetch upnlt th® domestic*, tfevon filing in. hcutled by th® gray haired housekeeper, every one of them wa* sum- oiarily viUiuisscd w ith the noble douocur of a month’s wages. Rond had been serv ant to the \Y«*tbrooks nigh forty years; tlie housekevjx'r but littlo kea; the resl wero no stranger* in the piactx r* “Now to procosU." sold WKatbrook.^.. TTie tenants of my forma, Mr. Footer, niiiHt hav® notice to quit at Michaelmas or renew their kc:ues at Idghcr rents." “Rui, sir, rents are falling «lx>ut Iicr*; three of your tenants liav® tewn on th® land, father, to son, fur gcnemltitfM. Tlwy arogorxl farmers ohd 1 itn afrak| they would kx>k on kuc h notices as rutiier • unfair." — “Tlu’n Id ’em and 1*» hanged to ’em,** criisl tlic^ncw LunllorvL “l daresay ymt and they tiud it pleasant to work th® (miperty Utwev*n vox ‘Yon tk-kl* me. Toby, i 11 tickle yon,* stylo of thing. Rut I’m neither a f«x»l nor a womax I sbaB- pu» sj-toMrsnaliii- wh®s® 4~ch®®a®t^ bricked up cuplxHU'l |x*rhap*i a nTHing ; very nearly committed himself by un ht.lc for cavaliers, priests. Jacobites, audible Actxaiqxuiiment. (“John Foster, | whuiiuti? .- <,,«• . j you're a Tcojau,’ said he stdtly. “l( ^t?yr»Fs®f ®ifvf«tu**-®os®'Wiilun » llliiai^lir-lia>ftyotL LU PTA ~ukuTIT y6ii IlkeTTVIr* him. In f..r »?••»«>.'in f-*» pntmJ. I «vc . Jaa..B2!M.Vl>««, j, tr Crowchestcr, I supimse." “There? envair, and you’d IxHter select He’d thr nigh that hole and |siKsihlv ferret out the secret* of centnriv-H. S»i thrvKJgh he went, feet fon^ most thi* time, and easily enough, fur what felt like buck step* hk si*ted hi* descent into a sfiucu which, by f:untest light nnd imicli |iutting ' around, be vllxeuvered to ix* a Kinah ] ehaiuher matebing in six® Aunt Fleas nnx*'s sanctiun tho other hide of the lire- i plat-o. Here w;is an exciting find! flow j pleased old uuiiliu would haVg U*eu to j , know it. HowOliveVbuld have liked ii if they liad lx?ciystopping at tlie Grangt\ j A* for tliat Kurly Mr. Westbrook, tliough, he should never hear of tins romantic den. Cyril only widled it might U* full of gliosts that would cornu out and **ar® him if ever ho lived, at tlm place. Rut ghost* in ii were neither lungiM* Aor ■ Visible now. After ever so long of stealthy creeping and feeling throughout it* length and hreudth, Cyril could find nothing but ancient cobweb® and layers of lin'd ami debris, a wooden soiuethiug. ■ nbrrow table or slu’lf, a lock of fuatviting. and At that point of iuveKtigation the lx>y j w;is startled by sound* that appeared harkf) “I enn’t, I can’t way ‘.Ye#,*." Olive faj- ttred; “)t would be wicktd of me." ® She h!«x*p**vl and laid her cli<-ck on the strangely close. Ix-big, in fact, as liosoon ..riage w in low a-i t'u’v wound slowlv up Dr, J. II, E, .MILHOUS !,h " ,iiU Itisa of their kiml, if cc- c»*nti tc. ohWrlend. Aayliow. tm-v«miii * -kevery rq^n, “iny iluv’C^AlxdijiLlIAljtdl IQ j Ilia car- ' lu r sv'tie-s at t!ie lu-4. Wo h.-^d a few won!* atioot thv-so y<mng' Fcrn-fx last time I saw her. I told her plump und law'yer gazed htudiondy out of tji Dental Surgeon, ss Will have regular »p)x>iittnients follows: At Barnwell, C. H from 1st. Monday f or s.xleH-day)yin each month to Wc»t- uesday evening. Ollice. at tin* I'niter- son House.. At Sally’s, B. A. A X. R. R.. from 3d Monday in each month to Wednes day evening. Otlice at Brice’s Hotel. pkaiti they’d no right to a penny from her. She was a spjrity sdd jxirty, tliough. ami said she should do what she cliose with her own. fi»r I and my children lutd plenty without U-ing her heirs. After that there w-a.-i a coolness U-twccn ■os. but slic’d plenty of sens*-, am! n.o doubt she saw I wa* in the rigid, and so died intestate purj*o:rly that I should step in and take my due. Till anything lady yonder,’’ with a nod toward* tbe-r else i/pnfved, Mr. Fusier, I shall act on church, “only got as much as hi* histor tluit aupixxvition." when his faih.'r vlropperl. Rut he was Mortilicsl that ho could not gainsay wiso. Married into trade. My inotlier’s this arrogant gentleman, yd di-cply cx- p«*»,pl(v wero In E ist India nhipping. Ho cited on purely i»cr*oftal grounds John thi* un* ) U-auty of some nolilj vmUs that bkirlctl the rani right and l.-ft. Mi! h.i!g<x)l tim x*rtliat," comment- <*1 Mr. \VcHtbnx)k critically. “I d have t\i i .tii O ~ fl it «lown if it was mino an 1 turn it into DIRCKVIHC) l» ] capital that fetched •.'» per edit. Can’t (as* the good of trees standing sucking up the land any more than lazy horse* eating their head v oT in tho stable. My father, von know—Brother «i/ the »>ld lad * curly hcavl a moment. Then o!T 1»« stalki-d with a lunqsin his throat to the little room at the left of tho hall. M). Westbnxvk tiiumphantlyJ)ojhs1 the key i upon him with, “Stop there, sfr, till l Id yjoq out." Joh n F»w4cr walked Uadh among the li lac* an«l syringn* to keep himself frqiu 1 making unprofessional ix-rnark*. and tJlive llcvl ’ tq^Uirs tu Ireat her forced calm to a gov*] cry Ix'forc rcvxtunting litis (Vest) uiis®4vvttturo to her yoyir* KUter. UcL-4 r . . ... ........j J.uncbeon lh:it day wa* nn excessively . gloomy u'lfair; thx lawyer racked hi* bfain* f>,r cot)vernation, Imt for uip-e 1 liouUI findJKine. “I’M tnimble you fn tho •Irawing yooiq. ; Mis* Ferrer*, fur afvw ininiiL*,’ Biiid Mr. V* eHthrv*»k, whci), having finished, Jp* J : got up and pushed hi® cluur from hit)); ami as the two went thither. Helen fob i lowing her sisler with anxious eyv**, ; | John Foster longing to be by lu-r, j*-r- ; haps ;ilI fi»ur felt little easier thnu the lonely- young culprit Jockcd up ii) the | library. He, to tell tho truth, was not particu larly tv> lx- pitied. Having Jinn faith in • his sister, lie resigned ull thought of the future to her, :}w4, with the w tsdotg of his few years, w hs now ex'ercising hiiu- Will be ut It is hotne oltic*v ut Biuckville. niade a mint of iuomcv. and turned High i Foster could only nvsjuic-ce in ^vvry f rldny and Saturday from Nt of (’ourt*. that lie Ixuight clh-ap, int<) a lucky inference. Miss Westbrook must ! self on tho burning tojiic of th<* inoincut, February to 3<>th Septemlier lnc.lu*i\«v, i show phuje. ’ Fvo stuck tv> have vli*-«l w ithont a will. | i. o.. how t») give his jailer the Hlii)! uud evervlhuriiday, Friday aiid>atur-j J h j. n Ani j •• w i ( j, a knowing | “I’m «liiv«'ii to that conclusion umvill- j “There von stop till I Ut von but," Mr. ^lay, from l*t October to Jut January 1 - • * 1 inclusive. , place. ’ Fvo stuck tv) And," with a knowing j expression, “haven’t lost money, you Will make.appointments with patient* * ^ )ri - ^ b ot a bttlo extra nous from my to m*»et them at either of hU oftleeu at 1 motlieis any tlnm. i “Ami a little RAtnething else," thought Batient* will find It more comfortable John Foster, hut aloud he Bai l: to have their work done at the otlice,. "Miss Westbrook* cousin, the grand- Jifiough If deni red will enll on them at i rnotlc*r of tho>e voqng (igoplc she :ulo|>t- >lr reMden.^s anywhere within thirty it>( , lnarrj ^| into countv family,. |A • | dia n\\y not*: ^ r ^ Mi. Weh4.1»r<x)k.langhcd. mitexof niackville. Dr. D.iC Brisgs-&~U<k -f^mintrv grntlrmnn in “Exactly so. Norfolk, of the BLACKVILLE, S. C., NOW AND AEWAYf - I-THE-I — Leading Druggists. O FFER Ft’f.L ST(X:KR OF THE bent aqd. purevit.Drugs, Medieine*, Falut*, Oil* Berfumeriut. Toilet Soap*. Cornbn, Bnfulie*. and all Uie varied good* kept in tlr*t claeB drug *tore*. All the moKt p<»pular I'atent Med icines on hand and itold at cot^pomukr*’ l>rlce®. : -PRESCRfFTIOXg—: — g(H,d f>1 d sty 1c. Lived up to the knocker, ami left alfut half w hat he began with, Th«»n hi* son must ms.sls go, boud for a friend, and lost even that. ‘Wlioso hak-th Burcty-hhip.’ »ay l—that's how I tliedy young Ferrers comp to bo pau- ix'r*.'* “Miss Westbrook was greatly attached to them, sir." “.\h! .So l Biippooe. Slu? was a Rentt- inentul old conservative. And their ! grandmother had been brought up w ith \ lier like an own sister. Vve heard. So in stead of U-tting them prog for tTiem- I aclves, an l recommended her to do ten yean* ago. tho last timo I ®avv her, Bho i <qv)k them in and did for them. OIu hero w c are ut tho house again. My train goe® frotu Crowchestcr ut i, sharp, bo now | for tlm will." Mr. Wocthrook might say, "Now for ingly enough," he said to |ki!o Olive Fer- roi;sonu inornjng, when, after hjurs of turning over half a century*r collection of old letters and wrtrthlesB savings, they st«x>d together in the Uttered draw ing r<*om. each feeling blankly that no more was to 1)5- vh)ne; “most grievously unjust .-lsk!u‘ haslx-en toyb'u Rut Olive sfop- P«h1 him. “Yoti aro not to Ray that even to me. piea-'C. Mr. Foster: w’o owe too nitich to Aunt Blensance. Now, ns wu have nu one elsv.' in tho world, vve must try and make.our own way." ■ ^ , • “Rut, good heavens! Imw?" cxclaimevl the young man iilnnKt impatiently. “My dear Miss Ferrers, you can’t cal culate tho difficultic* that flo before you. hi* prison and eyeJ hi* surroundings in- i Surely Mr. Westbrook"— Rut tliere , terrvxgatively. In front vv.x* that im- John Foster had to end abruptly. What practicable window; Ixdiiad him every would lx* the use of hi* holding out inch of wall except tho door np:ico was hopes about a division of projx.Tty, of ' lined with clv)so |»aokod shelves of- lxx>ks any liberality whatover on Mr. West brook's part, when ho very well knew he had not got a generous spark in him. from tho crown of his head to tho solo of his foot! Truly, when ownership had first ap peared iKKvsible, tho gentleman find vaguely dropixd hints ulxmt allowing the young people a few thousands, hut 1 feet high. al*oro which hung a as time went on and no will wa® un- ' the last Squire Westbrook earthed another casual mention of this rcti’icLubcivd, in tho adjacvmt library. So roe one Kpoke. It was that nico fellow Foster, and his word* wore: “Now, Cyril, my lad. if you’ll just say to Mr. Westbrook—Why, how’s thU? I can’t MX? him. Cyril! Where *ho van ished to?" “Juiijpedpu r . of the window. I’ll war rant." rtisped forth another voice (the enemy's!) “Expected a thrashing if hu did not cat liiuuMo pie, and, by George, he should have it, pm, if I'4 my way." (Cyril tingled S)th wrath to tlm tip* of lirihx'R.) “1 don’t ROc’lmwhe could jump out here without hurting himself," was tho anxious atiswer back froiu tho window way. “J do hopu tbo boytrsafr. iRs sisti'r" * here, fliere." snarled tho other gen- tk'uian. *k)uc’t trouhlu yourscU to maku n fuss over tho voung sneak"— (Cyril clenched hts dirty littl * ILt and almost wished hu had not darted on this chimney expedition)—“jhe men about the gypund.*.must look out fpr him, and F!| rate him soundly when wo cnb-h bim. Now Fm going to look over. Ii’iu—h’m — my farms. I vVish you good day, Mr. Fos ter. If you will make it convenient to lx: hero by 10 to-morrow we ll meet *in this room Aiuj can begin to wind up mat ters." “Then, Miss Ferrets" “Appears." with a grunt, “to desire perfect imhpcndAnce, Kir. Sho can hav® it if kIio choose*. So much the let ter for my pocket. Sho give* her final decision la th* pmrviug. Good after noon." A heavy step ieft th® library, crossed tho hall and slammed th* front door. Every sound echoed iu Cyril'* drum Rko retreat. John Foster Reemed to lw staying be hind. Cyril heafvT him give a sigh that was half a groan. Ho wa* n regular, good cltap. Tho boy hud half a mind to tap on the thin panel which divided them, nnd tell him no. hut another en trance checked him. It wa* Olivo thi® time. “Oh, Mr. Foster," sho began, “did Cyril—whero is he, please? 11a* Mr. Westbrook let him out?" “No, ho let, himself out, I fancy, by the window," was the response. “I’ll hunt him up U-fore 1 leave. Wo dialt find liim nil right. But, Mi.*s Fencrs—cai) you? Will»you hx>k on me just a® your man of business, as if I wero my father, in fact? Will you tell mo wliat Mr.^Vest- brook has ottered in lieu of whai. every Pleas^uco used to call her sanctum; on ono expected you and your brother and the other side f too«l ,a Ixvokcaso oF four sister would have?" Westbrook had xiid. A boastful cock crow that went sorely against S^juirrel’s giaim Tho door wa* fast.no qiu*itiou alx>ut that. He broke hi.* pen knife in a futile attempt to slip the Lx-k, and then gave it up. Naturally the window suggested itself ns the next best means of exit. Unfortunately that was full nine feet from the ground, the Grange front l*cing well raised over n line of cellars, and, although the drop wa® nothing toa Ixn* of hi* weight, an amii-hurglarious row* of I** ts with triple well spiki*] chain* offered serums objections to thi* manner of escai*?. What w.a* to lx) done? S<)uin(-I plant cl himself in theiuiddlo of —thG same .Avilh tho whole wall on 'hi.* right hand. Op(K>sito this wo® the wide, quaint tiled hearth under tho khal- low, high shouldered chimney piece; ono side of tho tireplaeo a small door opened into a tiny book* room, which Aunt “/onnV, l can't jay * y 1 *' n “Ah, you don t car* for me! You think me presumptnon.*.” ••Bresuntptuou*! Mr. F'oRter. Aunt Pknisance always sahl you wero far too gooil to bo just a lawyer.” “And jou. you ynijrarljgr “I—liked—you always." (“Thought ns much," chuckK d Squir rel. “She always colored up wl»en that you uxan came.") • Rut.'’rapturously, “can you ever lov® me?" ‘T—think—I—can." “Ulive. my dfurest." (Then ensued some tx-conda over which Cyril positively blushed. I>ov* i***tasiea 4 are utterly preposterous to extreiu* youth.) . — — “Rut now." said Oliv® presently, in such a changed voice, “you must never feel you took me, took us, out of pity. You must be very certain of your own mind before you tie yourself to us penni less ixoplc." “1 can never be more certain than now. my Olive." “Ah! but you Khali have time to think about it. If only you will scud Cyril somewhere, that much 1 will freely take of you. You shall pay your self by and by. Rut for on® year I menu to work for Helen a* 1 said. Then if. you still want me"— From that part of her project film was immovable. So, w ith nut isfoction enough ill hi* heart to tide him over .even u twelvemonth’* waiting, tho young man parted from hi* now gained love. Cyril had to blush again in ihodark over the loven)* farewell*, and thou when hi* solitude was silent once more, be set about thinking how to get out of con finement. For reason* of bl§ own £ twenty-foot higliot climb wa* not desirablo. There fore with extrerno care h® regained the aperture by which ho hud entered, slowly lowered himself to tho liar* of the grate, squatted there like ^n imp, taking off his tell talo shoes, listened to find tho coast clear, thou warily slipped off to his own room, lioind himself in and spent an hour tu such (Hirpose that when at last* ho rnudo hi* way down stair* no trace of hi* sweep’* exploit was left upon him. The two girl*’ anxious questions as to his mode of exit from his prison Cyril contrived to parry one." Raid tin? vising man quietly. “Mr father and grandfather before him man aged this pmprrtp loth® satisfaction of : tliat gentleman”—indicating th® blno oiatcd squir* left of tlie tireplaco—“and, I of hi* daughter for thrvo-quurters of a ; century, but for niyuelf 1 now' beg to r®- , sign tlie otlice of tour solicitor." * “•Well done,’" cr»®il Mr. Westbrook. ; sharply. “1 don’t know which of you young ladies remarked 'Well don®,’ to ^ ! thi* high faintin’ *;*-ech, but allow me to , say. while you ar* eating tho bread vi i cliarity under my roof, i consider th® wiwds an iruperfinmc®." “I never sttni * Wvli doo®,’" *xcki«n®4 Olive, turning scarlet. _ f “Nor I." said Helen timidly. — Mf I'd time to waste no the matter." sakl Mr. Westbrook, incredulously, “l should iDKisl on your withdrawing th® words; but Ft® not. I morely Iwg to In form you now tliat tho fifty pounds a year 1 olferevl to you is not to bo looked u|xm in the ligtit of a pcn/Jon. It t® purely a matter of charity, which I ono- tinue or suspend as circumstancesdirrvt. I must request Uut you b® ready to leava the Grange on Salurdsj osxt A® lor _ your brc<l*rr, on reconsideration, 1 de cline to have anything to do w ith him. You or’*—sneering—“Mr. Foster perhaps must look about nnd find him a homo.” “Much obliged, sir. but h<£has go® one," said a voice that teemed to hum® from tit® back of Mr. ^VestbrookV cltair. “What tli® devil i* that?'’ cried tlm gcutlciiian. starting up. and Toots, who had got in os the Hcrvont® went out. sod had been uneasily smelling about in all direction*, now Ixdteil w ith jrtipHof joy toward* the liresid® bookcaoa * It was Squirrel speaking," cried fTrieix. “RufEc's not here." exlaimed Olive. “YcC. he is." ix<tiruetl the semi-ghostly tone, quite cheerfully, and the long pioc® of oak paneling on which hung old Geoffrey Westbrook’s portrait sw'ung slow ly forward, dixetosing tb® ’ sooi smirched I’ountenance of Master CyriL bolding in hi* arm* a black tin case. name in white letter*. v “Ifs Ikt will," he cried ®xulting!y. “| .the will!" To every one’* profound a* — ^orfiahnicnt tip will whatever was fortlP’ douceur had.dimini*hed it to a few huu- .oofuiag. Olivo Ferrers, graceful, dark dred*. Wha£ ultimate point of contrac- /»ycd girl of oiio-aiidrtw*etny. now in soro tion it might reach the young nian feared grief ut losing tho lovingpfardian of her to think. .So lie checked himself with tureof a pigtail Cyril strained his care. Olive aypeared to licsitatc, then broke out passionately: and bright Mim coat. / co/took all in, his P, Kr march 1 i s9-tf BRRiGS A CO. Bla«‘kviR®, 6.<'. A* hi* quick gbm cell looked per fee tl/ ironbouml, and Squirrel’s heart s:pik within him. Must ho after all stop'thero like a rat ina trap, but to -b® let obt hv that odious, over- Mr. Foster, that might, l suppose, just keep us from starving, but which 1 must verily begin tostarvo befoib 1 would ac-, ] T< ccpt on hi* terms! 1 am to mato Cyril - in hi* ey® when Olivo oddpd, us herald tiah Carefully filled by'®skilled pharmacint, ^. >( ^ oxuluned yoare. knew nothing of the all embarrassment, and could only wind up but to-b® let out by that odious, over- beg his pardon, tad then, perhaps, only m^our potrou® l \\hq* y am peeut - LniiortniitVtocunKTiL ^ j - ,l1 ^—) iit-t, .. M^r'ng^ ihJ - rather iHewhepeni-rswawidt-—bcari®g-4i»pruitcr^Mx.^WcsthrookL yaa ’ I^rtujw. hjewiff grt Imn an ofik-xj^^v* “For Lhmgsjnnay. aftcralL turn * “Did it matter much," sh« said, wea- sl>out arrangements being mado for Misi thcro noVhink lie could e<lgo himself out place with ono of Id* partners e.tTYristoi. Setter tlnm Ui^y will sound, dear Squir rily. wjjcn Uk* rector and. John Ferrers’comfort, and if tj)fro wa®. any* ; by.nolooplio) lie ctmld wrigglothrough? And tu Helen and me Ito offer i lifly sought her out In the library, whew; Ikt -thing he could do—J _ Yes! jovt th'ic .w®.i! (>h, happiest of pound* a year; enough, l»c rny*. for ns high ami mighty scowls at the dinner tahlo ho Imre with «:xemplary meekness. When hi* sUtere both implored him to bclwivo discreetly at tho next morning’* conclave in tho library, to which Mr. "li't krr iHlL n went up tli® chimney yesterday, to rc+ out of Mr. Westbrook’s clutch**, and slipped in TUTa and found It oH by chance. And 1 knew Aunt Pleosanc® Mr. Westbrook’s - could not Icav® got upjlio chimney, so I “What ho has offered! A pittance, Westbrook all but ordered tho trio, he promi*od faithfully to keep hi* temper, como what might, and sedulously )»atted outs* sleek head to conceal the twinklo of great glad tiding®: «L" came up again today ami brought aom® matches with me, and found arfs littl® door out. Aunt!® knew about it. cJT course, and liid tjie old narchtuent up her® 1 suppose. Take ft, pivoso. Me Foster. Fve read It oil through. - Mr.* Westbrook’s got tlie family pi sho wislied it to go with th® we’re got all the rest. Thank Westbrook, for kickhig iweapj r,«|m I’m very much obliged to j PW' should never have found Aa > oil hadn't ^TTn oVlncl* the’next morning found t - W* r- - It-Jr.. ' • - ® j. -- —-J. v' ^ ^Oaol. 0 s C 1 ' * '-te.