The people. (Barnwell C.H., S.C.) 1877-1884, November 10, 1881, Image 1
ii R4o mi
1. la vritiac ta thh
•Hray* (It* yoar aaa
Poat«®c*
1 BaaiMa Wttara tad eoasmunlcf
tlaaa lo W p«biUb»d ahoald »* wtH»a
«a wparau ahaala. aDdlW^rj -rt trffWh
eiearlj indieatfd by nrcmiry not* wbm
r^mrad.
I. Article for pablidatfon aboald h,
, ‘ n » Oar, legible hand, and on
. fi|y cot* aid# of the page.
! t 4 ^'1 «kaagea in ad rtiAi« moi.l* mmt
reach a* •* F Ida*.
*ir bight of uomm. *
Wt atTURtKE a COWWAT.
fa* Rhnre'a )■ Right, tb« thon’a in alght I
Tli* longed-for lighta of homo.f aesrt
I aiag for rery heart’s gellgUt-r ''
And yon, my trieed, through dark and bright
I know that yon are glad for me.
** **• * rtorniy voyage, friend—
And dare I dream the worrt ia o'art ,
Drear preaagea of hapleaa end
Diamay me not; yet heaven defend t
Ahipa have gone down in eight of ah ora.
I ought to be afraid, I know,
My wayward paat remembering;
Tat, calmly into port I go.
fThoee “ Sure urn corda” cheera me ao T
How la it I am fain to alng ?
The virgin-mother, fair and wire—
•net where the wavaa break on tho eanda
teaching to me her welcoming handa,
Lifting to Ood her praying eyea T .1
9, friend, I’m drifting frotc^your eight—
The home-llghta brighten ru^nicntly —
fat hft Mice n> re your atgnaV'iglit, _
In aaawer to my laet good-night, l
And teU me yon are i;la4 f> t ami
4 POLICEMAN'S MISTAKE.
It • doll, rainv dny, towanl tin
•od at Aif^nt—one of than* dnv* vht •
•nrtb nod aky nitkn nrr gray ood dn-arjr,
nod the ran*drope patlcring ngainnt tltr
viodow noood like human aolm. The
dock that hum h<|aiaet tie* wall |»huU J
knUwbamr of 3 in the aftaro m, ami
I »•* atltiog by myaaii ia <mr IttlW in
M* tdkm, ionking oat nt the eipaaaa of
Ball, gray will Uat fmr.1 my uali
it am* Una ait-
I lam] read rtwry
a^aam laca A tjfm ia U— ao«at«r re
1 hod mmfta aal aO tlha aaaaoaor* payw rw
I BW. Vttfc UW^aCe
i •".* T »a# manttig aUj»|
I
i*mt Wttha ari*y * Rka aan aa t
ami an pote at aa a aaa ta the Mtaca, I
a aaaaaa fen taw hat 1 I ana m aan tim'd
anr a Beat * earn. Aev afhi* Aey and
Qnnrtady,
iraatn made aa llbnral
Of at rant adn
day* altar I rat it
a at >11 palatal.
No eoaiaaaloaUaa will bt |
aalcaa too imptaUd by tha i
dram of tha wrttar. not
ibll raaty of
VOL. V. NO. 10.
BARNWELL 6. H„ S. C„ THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 10,
$2 & Year.
a half a mile beyond the Tillage ot
Drownville—the reaidenee of Mrs. Mat-
teson, the mother of the audacious forg
er. If help was needed I was fully au
thorized to call for it upon the constab-
ulary authorities of Drownville, but I
expected to ueed Done.
The rosy dawn waa just flushing the
eastern , r ,ky when I alighted, stiff, wearv
and jaded, from the train, at tha little
w:ty station of Drownville.
“ Can you direct me to Mrs. Matte-
sen’s place ? ” I asked of the sleepy
station-master, who was yawning behind
the little aperture of the ticket office.
“ Matteson—Mrs. Mattesom ; I don’t
know her, but I guess likely I can tell
you where she lives. Just you follow
the main street of the village qot afloat
half a mile, and ye’ll oome to a patch o’
woods with bars, at the fence. 06
through them bars a little further on,
aud ye’ll see s little ysller house, just
the last place in the world where you’d
expect to sen a bousa. That’s where
Mrs. Mstteaoa lives.”
I thanked my informant, and set out
on a brisk walk, carrying my ’traveling
t> g. It was quite s distance era I
• Merged from the suburbs of the "msm
stnat” into a quiet and eedmled road,
or, rather, lane. The “ patch a* woods,*'
n.tb the l-arw, and the '* little yalter
b-are ‘-a ctw.moA.wml liter-
ally ovetgrowa
i< ear lad my search, and an T~th>«h*vl
*1 the dune a
•l.nrh T.
A <1 owt Uokmg. eidnrly
a dew's a ends •*ame ft the dww
-UMr M.Memmta* Mr. IVrUj ' *
** aha anwaeewf qawkly. with,
an 1 aaagiacd, rasltrt a mwfawd tma
I 4al m4 tmAeeww hee. ami wd I qasntly
•* VWa A ’ ywa espwrt hiaa hwaae JT
• *• Bet at pew at”
At> «SMxflly »he «afne%ni am In gn
e’»•, tmt, tme^A
“* M-eime. * mAmI
lewl A thw Siam, “ wtm w a ? *
Ant Wma hw Ike Sews tman I tm
how muoh more winning And graceful
she was than poor Kitty Elton.
At length an anawer came to my re
port to Mr. Cltnner—it was short aud to
thejmrpoae: — ' ~ •
“ Comff 'hack—vou are only losing
time. If the bird has flown wo must
look elsewhere for him.”
I read the missive with a pang/
Matteson’t cheek deepened in
color as I announced my departure to
her.
“ You hhve been far kinder than we
•« »
dared to hope, Mr. Meredith,” she said
as I held her hand in mine.
You “will think of jnw somettiSea,"
Clara?” »
• ^ >
Tlie reader iflll easilv see how our in
timacy nad progressed." She smiled,
hung her head, and, taking a pair of
scivHore from the table, severed one
bright black curl from the abundant
tresses that hong over her forehead.
“ Keep tins, Mr. Meredith, in memory
of me.”
Was I foolish to press the Jetty ring
let to nir iipe ere I laid it doaelr against
n 3 li.wrt ? Clara evid.-ntlv thought I*
was—fur she had laughed, but did not
vein dikpi eased.
Mr, Clwoner seemed annoyed when 1
g>< IwHi to the barcau—rather an an
r. swiashte fwoesedtng oo bis part, for 1
• • itsialy dkl ail that
the ex
•• We have been mmtakea sQ Urn way
mm/mm," Wsakl. btttag hm
an. WAi, •• maM try
I Beal la Kilty
mm wed aw wtia a
let
ner said, it would undoubtedly prove a
good lesson to me.
Perley Matteson’s girlish beauty is
eclipsed in the state’s prison—nor do I
pity him. The f° r which ho
played was high-dftfl he lost—Chicago
Inter Ocean. m
... ..-hJBj.*.
HOW THEY PIfAYKD IT OH A
UfHCOVKUKH.
- He was on his
I
ville, says an exchange. He had on
ragged, old summer suit, a bad hat, 1 and
he had been taking his meals about
thirty hours apart to make his money
carry him through.
‘‘Yes; I like the country out that
way,” he replied to the query. “ The
climate is good, the scenery is fine and
some of the people are as honest as
needs be. The trouble is knowing how
to take the bsd ones. ”
** I should think that would be easy. ”
“ Yes, it looks that way ; bat I had
some experience. I am the original dis-
kivexer of the richest mine around Lead-
ville. Yes, I am the very mao, though
you couldn't think it to ses these old
elolhes.”
“ Then you dual own it now?”
“ Not a bit A it. *m explain. I was
on the hills and found
I collected «>me spaemwos for
off s claim sad went off to
the aaaaysr'a. It waa two days
he Wt me know that I had
niwheit ore the! he had ever —wyxd. and
I burned ba*k to ay eista. Haag
y hutt« as A it hada'I
| -How?-
• “ Wky. . g** A
O UK JUVENILES.
TK» greAcry ClwS.
I'll try the arrow
Aad bend the bow;
The archer* ere weitinf,
And we most go.
Our slab hee offered
■ A lovely prtee—
A bow end ouher
Of momter elee I
.The bow of lenoe-wood
b five feet tong;
The feetbered errows
Are true end etrosg.
If I ihoiild win it—
Oh, deerle me!
The heppleet girl
We etch heve e neme
In our “ Indlen Club n
Win le osr ehlefteln,
“ Rub-e-deb-dub."
/am “Pelebloaeora,•
Queen of osr nee;
Carrie “Brcwnfeea.”
•Wle-Hys,-
** kever-eey-d ia.
hawk,*
AnttOsewegln
To raerlry aM Pas,
Oh. which «# IheeeUs
The pree •hall »ie t
f* Well, well, my brave lad," answered
the cheery voice of old Sir William, who
hud entered the room on perceived.
“ you're on the ngbt road to it by being
diligent st your work. Keep to that,
meanwhile, and never fear but the
vl chance of doing great deeds will oome
all in good time. ”
Little did either speaker or hearer
guess how soon and in what way those
words were to oome true, scarcely bad
the old knight left the room when the
boy was startled by a sudden shriek
from the balcony overhead, and by
something white flashing pant the win-
duw. .Sir William Hewet’a. aalT child
ha<l leaped out of her nurse’s arms, and
fallen headlong into the river.
The faint spiaoh was instantly an
swered by a muoh louder one, and the
distracted household, as they rushed in
a body to the fatal balcony, saw Ed
ward Osborne’s brown curly head far
down tne turning stream, snooting
straight as an arrow toward the tinv
white speck that floated a little beyond
him.
'* He has her I*
"Hoi”
••Teel”
“No, he’s gone pas*, tttey! he's
turning again. ”
“ Harrsh ! he's got her at laet Thank
Ood.”
The aniMJQS
already
the joyous about A the
told him that all
toward the twsue A art am as
A Idrens,
Tail PBOTLB,
Bnrawrll 0. 0.
PLEASANTRIES, __ ^
A pxnrxoTLT square mack in 'round si
the right time.
Bras think there is no place like comb
—honey comb, —~
After man came woman, and she
has been after him ever since, ^ j
Elkotbicitt in Franklin’s time wsn n
wonder; now we make light of it.
Ton difference between a boy and a
bee is that a boy’s happiest days are his
school days, and a bee’s are its swarm
daya.
A wthhi boy remarked; “I like
grandpa because he is such a gentle
manly man; he always tell* me to help
myself to sugar.”
Wa are told that a man’s body ia
tnree-fourth* composed of water, but it
is hard to believe this while looking at
a Cincinnati man.—Boston Poat
Out proverb : “,The darky’s hour
ia jnat before the dawn,” remarked
Ham bo, when he started out before day
break to steal a young chicken foa
break fsei
' It ia said that 1
•tains from furniture. It!
tsi
all, with^
girl throw* in
•■I* ruA «y« t Ms
-a pMsan ff*** 4i«ma4
1. IA#
m <*ww tow*. b«* *
i#p w
s»4 e M**Sto**a A pAJ
i
~ tome une to ma p>
mi fe#
Utm •am* buff Buy
!■««• ma SwS tor c«*B
a a*»p
k I
had Wwu, .1
m«y !• wgrrv
K4dn««« ai.d
dy that fairly seamed to set tbs
antbontire al deflaaea. Fur am# Ume
he had been In doubt as to the exs>-t
|h rpetretor of the crime, but, afu-r
much quwt^hvestigatiou and raatiiig
hither and tn^her, he had detect*><i tbe
hidden spring—one Perley Matteam —
wbe had skillfully eluded all par»iut,
and was now a mu* w lie re hiding in thu
northeasU-rn portion of the State. His
whereabouts had been ascertained si
nearly an posaiblc, aud i* was for me to
go quietly up and apprehend him, be
fore h« shnnM tieronie Swam of OUT
knowledge of all his movemeuto.
I sat liflteuing to all the various de
tails of our plan as they were sketched
-oot by Mr. Clenner.- The reward that
had been privately offered was high—
my heart leaped as I reflected how much
nearer it would bring me to Kitty Elton,
nor did the enterprise seem particularly
dj^leuU to accomplish.
“Do you think you can do it ? ” Mi.
Clenner asked, after the whole thing hail
been laid before me. '
“ Yes, sir. When shall I start ? ”
“ Now^-within hxlf an hour.”
“ Yes , why not ? ”
I could think of no sufficient reason
except one. which I did not care to com
municate to my superior—the longing
wish to sec Kitty ones more betoro I
started.
“Just ss yon decide, Mr. Clenner, of
course,” I said, rising. “ If I take tbe
4 o dock sxprms I shall he there by day
light to-morrow morning."
“Yes; and that ia altogether tbe best
plan. Hs wH not remain long in sny
one plnss Jastul
it, and what i have ta do mast ha
A* sw* hm'— vfcwa few u«ll mimui*
a* *b ms Aa mbmsuS A M
s»4 a«sa Ammt Mac* h*si ta
(•'mk A* »«ai—^assa*a My kamt K»4
ba tasn A bkam, ha* SI aas ms tana b
y %rakii* n*
• wmffp s* I sam^ J *44 (ham * aa my
(Wy a«aa ah4a I was b I tbs k aa*
Mea Mssawaw mi A 'aa |wfe» awl
It-mkdwff | hsV Aaaghbf WsaW*<4 A
It I* taka ! IM Ihm
mmss ff ha a 41; my
<*•• m ! am r
•saarh. It aas eatifvly Ira tlaaa, b •
raw in.w am nuahma any bars
1
<-!*!• 4 to r-msln than qmk-tly lur sdot
•« la.*, bt acu what s bttls waiting might
bring fnrth.
The mina afternoon Clara Msltcsoti
oame in, sa I sat by tha ptaua wuulow,
keeping s quiet watch oo all tbs sur
roundings ,
“Mr. Merethth,” aha aaid, auftlv,
“mother tbmka I have been ruda to you.
She says it waa not your fault, personal-
ly, that-yea were scut here—an such s
mistake, and perhaps she is right. I
am very sorry if I have hurt your feel-,
iega.” «r
Ths pretty, penitent pay in which
she spoke quite won my heart, and a
few questions on my part seemed to un
lock the hidden recesses of her confl-
donce. She talked at first shyly, but
afterward with more assurance, of her
self, her absent brother and her mother,
giving me a thousand artless little fam
ily details which I almost dreaded to
hear. The twilight talk was one of the
pleasantest of my by-no-means univer
sally pleasant life, and I was considera
bly annoyed when it was broken in up
on by the arrival of the Drownville con
stables who were to watch through the
night. At, the sound'ot their footsteps
on the piazza floor, Clara rose up and
•at down again, confused and fright
ened. •
“ O, Mr. Meredith—those men—”
“ Be easy, Miss Matteson,” I said ;
“yoa shall in no way be annoyed by
them. Your privacy shall not be broken
in upon, believe mb”
“I know I am silly,” faltered Clara,
“bat ok I it seem* oo dreadful f *
My orders to tbe
1
tbe time job re-
■7 boy, you’ve
ice; bat don’t let
sel-
| stan
.•-v. mill
“ Re am tbrfe all
mainnl there. Ned,
mode a blander tar a
it happen again.”
“ What do yon mean, air?"
. Fur reply he opened the door of the
private inner apartment, his own special
sanctum. A alight, boriah figure leaned
•gainst the window smoking a cigarette,
with black curls tossed back from a
marble-white brow, and brilliant eyes.
He mockingly inclined his head as I
stared at him, with a motion not unfa
miliar to me.
"Clara Mattcront”
“ Yes,” he said, in a soft, sarcastic
voice ; “ Clara Matteson, or Perley Mat-
tos/Hi, er whatever you choose to call
mu ! Many thanks for your politeness,
Detective Meredith, and, if you would
like another lock of hair—” q
I turned away, burning scarlet, while
Mr. Clenner closed the door.
“Never mind, my boy, it will be a
lesson to you,” he said, laughing. " He
makes a very: pretty girl, but I am not
at ail susceptible. ’’
What a double dyed fool I had been 1
I had lost the reword—failed in the esti
mation of my fellow-officers, and be
haved like a brute to poor Kitty—and
all for what ?
I went to Kitty and told her the whole
stoty, and, to my surprise, the dear,
faithful little creature loved me just as
well as ever.
“ I won’t be jealous of Perley Matte-
1, Edward," she said, smiling, “what
I might be of km
deal be dmcouragad. FU
l* •** •*» •»'
mm imiagrapb A
One may fntkw **ay Ms ei
cliamag tbe toUma of oar day and
otiuti and have naught to took back
but a chatce suwctmeot A
bat if he will stop in hm and career to
lead an Euglidi pun hm attention will
be called to Um euiemn thought that life
m after ell but a h arini journey to the
tomb. Death and disaster oo every hand
may fail to tarn the minds of n thought
less world to serious matters, but when
the London funny man grapples with e
particularly skittish and evasive joke,
with its weeping-willow attachment, and
hurls it at a giddy and reckless humani
ty, a prolonged wail of anguish goes up
from broken hearts and a somber pall
houga in the gladsome sky like a pair of
soldier pants with only one suspender.—
Laramie Boomerang.
Onr would have thought, and would
have been justified in thinking, that the
late President Garfield was surrounded
as a patient by every appliance that
could possibly be needed. The doctors
had a continent to draw upon for any
thing that would aid his recovery or
promote his comfort. Unknown friends
had forwarded articles, many of them
useful, and any wish would have met
with instant attention. This was the sit
uation; but at the supreme moment it
waa found that two simple, and seme-
times necessary, articles were wanting
and could not be had. When Boynton
went into the President’s room upon the
summons of Hwaim he saw at oooe that
e
the President won sinking font, nod sent
lor mastoid and ammonia. There wm
no* a drop A one or a grain A the other
lo be had on til a meaeenger had gene to
the Elbemn. Of
•vailed.
A
jfela to
m e ca
bal sprang upao tbe
no ceiling or loft in
no found Una lo be n*
ae Inc wutwa leaped
But now he moat plan
some means of escape, so he seized a
board with which he managed to pash
tbe door shat; then, aii|>ping a Imard in
the roof, he climbed out and- down tbe
outside of tbe but. Leaving hia enemii a
in trapped in tbe room, he hastened to
the nearest settlement and got help and
killed the beasts which bail so eagerl3[
pursued him. There were about fifteen
of the wolves. He proved more success
ful than the hunters. Indianapolis
Journal.
_____ The Ajyprrntiee't leap.
Sunset over London on a fine summer
evening in the days ef “good-Queen
Bess; ” tall, quaint old houses, with
peaked roofs and countless gables, stand
ing np mf every side, and the Thames
lying in the midst like a broad sheet of
gold, save where it was flecked by the
. ——i . ” zj’
dark shallow of London bridge, then a
regular street, with houses along each
side of it.
Just above the middle arch rose a
house larger than the rest—that of Sir
William Hewet, cloth-worker and Burg
ess of the city of London. The sunset
made a glory Ufion the windows of the
old mansion and lighted up tbe boloony,
on which Sir William's haby daughter
waa crowing and clapping bet tiny
hands with great glee at the sight of it.
into tha work-room, where
tha yonngaat appranttos. Edward On-
was Wv sa ha
Vi
In Uw old
Laaokm Bridge, sod Sir William Hewet,
AU
the bead of b» own tabl*, amid a circle
of guests, whose names are in every
history of England. At hia right hand eat
hia daughter’s newly-made hnshsnd—a
tall, fine-looking young man, whose
clear, Bright eyes faced that brilliant
assemblage aa boldly as they hod looked
down on the foaming waters of the
Thames years before.
“ This is the man to whom I have
given my girl, fair sin,” said the old
knight “ Many a rich man and many
a grandee have asked me for her ; but
I always said. ' Let the best mau win.’"
“ And so he has,” cried Hir Walter
Raleigh, grasping Osborne’s hand;
“ and the fairest lass in London may be
proud to bear his name, for ITl warrant
it will be famous yet”
Raleigh spoke truly. A month
the cx-aimrentice was Bir Ed
borne; yet x tew years, an^Fhe bad be
come Sheriff; and when the Spanish
Armada came, foremost among the de
fenders of England was Osborne, Lord
Mayor of Louden, from whom the
English Dukes of Leeds are still proud
to tracejtieiv descent—Harper'» Young
PeotAe. ___________
dtohim about i umans wbo nave Uses
kindly to tbe plow, and who have even
worn toothpicks, come in from tbe West
now and then, bat net until lately wm
there ant positive evidence that the sav
age is becoming really eivihaad. White
on th later,
dward Oo-
we to the •
be wm tying at tbe point of
Central Africa. JTbe nnivsnal
Iky which hie death under as
ttoooaa weald excite, would show bow
different hie pomtioa le now from
what it wm when he first become known
m an African explorer. Doubts were'
then east upon hie veracity. It wm said
that hia reports from Livingstone ware
bogus and sensational; that he had
merely skirted the ooeat and returned to
civilization; that he wm not much of aa
explorer after all Then hia science wm
attacked, his written style, Ku courage,
and finally bis humanity. He come out
of the trial well. Every word that he
brought from Livingstone was estab
lished by proof. He added to his other
exploits tiie marvelous trip down the
Congo, and at last had the pleMore of
seeing his fame ss an African explorer
resting upon a solid foundation, His re
turn to the Dark Continent on s commer
cial expedition wm a wild gooee chosei
He mast bkve known that the plan of
fixing trading-stations in Equatorial Af
rica was doomed to fail ore. His eon*
nection with that enterprise is the more
remarkable aa this account The Hew
York Timet advances a new theory fen
account for it, supposing him to
been affected by the African
which has seinad aO explorers
him, and hM seldom lei one go