Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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♦ tioM to be published should be written on Nspente sheet*, end the object of eecb dearly indicated by necessary note when required. S. Articles for publication should be written in a clear, legible band, and on only one side of the page; 4, 411 changes in adYertisementi must each us on Pr'aly. DR. i. H. E. MILHOUS, DENTAL SURGEON, BLACKVILLE, 8. O. Office near his residence on R.R. Avenue. Patients will find it more com tor* this to bays their work done at the office, as he has n Rood Dental Chsir, good Jieht and the most improved appliance*. Heshmldbe informed several day* previous to th« irooin- ins; to prevent *ny disappointment—though will generally be found at his office on Sat urdays. He will still continue to attend calls Hhrnnghont Barnwell and adjoining eoun- ti*’’ [auglt ly DR. B. /. QUATT1EMUM, aURCEON DENTIST, WILLIS TON, 8. C. Office over Capt. W. H. Kennedystore Calls attended throughout Barnwell and adjacent conntip*. Patients will find it to their advantage to have wof 1 done at hie offic*. mTT DK. J, RYERSON SMITH, Operative and Merhanieal Dentist, WILI TSTON, 8. C. • - •- v. r . . u. r " J.' .' Will atleod calls tbioughout this and ad jacent counties. Ope rations cm he more fsl-stectorily per* formed at.JlULParlors, which are enpptied with all the latest approved appliances, than at the residences of patienta. To prevent disappointments, patients inr tending to visit him at Williston are re quested to correspond by mail belore leav. I ig home. 1* [sepllf I, J238 King Strcctj. __ |r Opposite Academy df Music, CHARLE8T0N, 8. C. Rvom* to let at M) rents a night. Meals sit honir—Oysters in every style. Ales, Wines, Liquors, Sestars, Ac.Cmar.Wly CHARLES O. LESLIE Wholesale and Detail Dealer in Fi»li, Qainf. Lolihtm, Tnrtltr, Ttrrapins, Oysters, Kte. Etc. * Stalls, Noe. 1# and 20 Fiah Market CHARLESTON, S. 0. All orders promptly attended to. Terms Cash or City Acceptance. aogJOlyj J. A. PATTERSON. Surgeon De'nMst. Office at the Barnwell Court House, Patients waited on at residence if de sired. Will attend calls in any portion of Barnwell and Hampton counties. Satistaction guaranteed. Terms casb aug311yj ROBT. D. WHITE -M A.RBXE ^ _ —AND— GRANITE WORKS MEETING STREET, (Corner Boxlbeck’a Alley,) CHARLES ION, : ; c iuixdly] IflSium —WHOLESALE— Grocers and Provision .Deale ns. 102 and 104 East Bay Street, angSlly CHARLESTON, 8. C. Devereux & Co., DELLKRS IN...'... Liie, renent, Utb«, Plateer, Biir, SlatM aid Marble laitlea. Depot of Building Materials No. 90 East Bay Sash, Bus os, Doom, Glass, Etc. »p71yl CHARLESTON, 8. 0. TH0S. McG. CARS, B’A.SHIONA.BLK - Shaviig aid lair Dressiig Salara, > 114 Market Street, (Oae Door East of King Street,) marSOly] CHARLESTON, S* C. % CWUNA TOUI TONIC! . ■ . t i 1 . '* t ' 1 ^ THE GBIEaT REMEDY FOR PULMONARY DISEASES, COUGHS, COLDS, % BRONCHITIS, Ac., AND GENERAL DEBILITY. SURE CURE FOR Malaria and Dyspepsia IN aLL its stages. YOL. VI. NO. 50. BARNWELL, C. H„ S: C., THURSDAY, AUGUST 16, 1883. $2 a Year. THEN AND NOW. V All the year* of longing, waiting, All the hours < f loving, hating, All the dreaming, hesitating, That have borne me a* a river Boars the vessel* that we give her— Looking back, I sigh and ehiver At the time ‘tween then and now. Days of summer warmth and gladneea, , Moments of delicious madness, And the nights of tearfnl sadness r That have ruled my brow with care-lines, Chilled me when the noonday sun shines, Placed the thorns where memory still twines Round the time ’tween then and now. Midst the tumult of life’s hnrry And the thousand things that worry, Bhall the bloom become a berry? Shall the bed become a flower ? Thrt shall All some sheltered bower With a wondyons perfume shower? Shall the then be lost in now ? - — , Patti Honetwood. OLD “LIFE. 3> a^-For Bnk by DRWGGIBTS. •Vc.l . ' — all GROCERS and Old "Life” Edwards, as I remember Uimj was a jobbing cartmnn. I presume he hluT bccfl cliristeued Eliphalet; but nobody ever called him by the full name, and for aught T know, he may iiave forgotten it himself. He drove an old nag, noted for a most astonishing concavity of the spine, which brought - bis, saddle deep down in a valley. Such a* conformation was consistent with no line of beauty, but it might have been invaluable to A begiuner practicing equestrianism. But it was not of the old horse that I proposed to speak; but of Life himself, who had been a nautical adventurer in his younger days. For the ancient mariner, in our parts, if ho has been uo favorite of fortune, and quit the sea as poor as he began, gravitates os naturally to the alternative of a fishing-boat or a jobbing-cart as does the broken-wiuded pugilist to a public-house. Life told me the story himself, but I will not attempt to give it in his language, for I never admired his style, nor do I think my readers would. His yarn had a great many knots in it. It was interlarded with “you know's” and “don’t you see’a" until the result was ’hat at times the hearer didn’t see or know anything; aud it became necessary to begin back and clear away the fog that enveloped his statements, even as it did the old Sirius when Life deserted her so suddenly. But I am anticipa ting. It was in the year “ninety-nine,” ac cording to Life’s reckoning, when he, then nineteen years of age, was a boat- stoerer in the Sirifts, on the Brazil honks. Joe Pinkham, who commanded her, was not the most agreeable man in ‘he world to sail with; and Life found bis position on board anything but a com'ortable one. The routine of a snl)- ordinate’s duty under such a skipper was a continuous martyrdom, but our hero saw no prospect of escape from it until the cruise should bo at an end. The ship was fitted only for one season, and Captain Pinkham did not intend tc drop his anchor except in a home pork But relief from thraldom arrived to him in the most singular and unexpected manner. The Sirius was lying to on the Banks, one thick, mnrky night, and, for the avowed purpose of “working up” the boat steerers, the captain had ordered that they should take turns to patrol the the “house” overhead, os a kind of supplementary addition to the regular lookout on the bows. The house was simply a rude covering of boards laid over the skids or boat- Itearera, and extending nearly the whole length over the quarter-deck. *■ Life, buttoned to his nose in a monkey-jacket, and roofed down to the eyes with a sou’ wester, mounted his post when his turn came at midnight, and fell into a me chanical movement fore-and-aft his beat. It could not be called a march; bnt it was only that unconsciously easy straddle known only to the possessor of flexible sea-legs.’’ He was communing with his angry thoughts, and wishing him self anywhere but on board the Sirins, giving no heed whatever tol islookont duty, when he suddenly awakened to a of his remissness by a nishing sonnd of water, and an overshadowing clond darkened the air. He cried out something, he knew not what, bnt there waa no time to do anything to avoid tin impending collision. ^ The strange ship’s jib-boom came in directly over Life’s head; a terrific snap ping and crashing followed; he felt the foundation going from beneath his feet, and involuntarily clutched in the air above his head. The boards were torn from under him, and the next moment he swung ont into the void, still hanging on by the stranger’s jib-martingale-stay, among the wreck of her head-gear. The two vessels were dear of each other, and, unable to drop back to his own, he had no resource bnt to climb np and secure his footing bn the other. By the time he had succeeded in doing this, the Sirioahad vanished into impenetrable mist and darkness. Luckily, the stranger, who was run ning free, waa under no great head-way, then being more swell than wind at the moment of the oolliaion. Hence, no serious damage waa done to the hnll of "Cit. ’•‘*1 jpPT* ■ • . .. fU}lY * OCX, -* 1 «j either vmbbI, and they had separated at the first reoedh Thankful at having es caped tftth his tile (I do not mean his »), the woang fellow and officera were all rallying now, to examine into the extent of the disaster. 11 Qui va la!" shouted the hoarse voice of some one in authority, as he * jumped in on the comparative terra fir- ma of the deck. Bnt the French mate got no reply to his hail. “Because, don’t you see.’’said Life, “I didn’t know nothin’ about par ley-wooin’, you know.” So the next minute the interloper was surrounded by A ring of astonished mariners, aud a great stock of breath was expended, for which neither party was any the wiser. At length a little fellow was pushed into the ring, who spoke the only language which Life had considered worth spending time and labor to learn. Through the medium of this interpreter he was in formed that he was on board the Prov ence, merchantman, bound to Bordeaux. But there was not much time to spend in explanation. To think of restoring their new recrait to his own vessel was quite impossible. She was already far to the windward, and to secure the head-spars it was necessary for the French ship to keep off Itefore the wind. When Life came to consider the mat ter, he decided that hVWl littleor noth ing to be sorry for. He had escaped unhurt, almost by a miracle, and his situation among his new shipmates was not likely to be more unpleasant than under the tyranny of Joe Pinklram. He had left a few old clothes on board the Birins, but not much money wa<- due him, as the ship had taken but little oil. There was one matter which haunted his thoughts more than all others. Rhoda Joy would suppose him dead; and it was quite uncertain how long it would be before be could inform her of her mistake, for the political affairs ol the whole world were, at that period, in a most unsettled state. It was not easy for those living under different flags to communicate, either in person or by let ter. It was in the midst of the quasi war between the United States and France, and although this was confined merely to naval operations, the beliger- ent state of affairs wks well known to the crew of the Provence, as well as to Ed wards himself. Undei^g Jalse Impres sion, Rhoda Joy, though she loved him as her life, might, after a proper season of mourning, unite her fate with that ol some other man. But at nineteen no youth is long despondent, if his con- seence is clear; axd our hero, being wel treated, merged in with the rest as one of the crew of the Provence, and, for the present, at least, had no reason to sorrow at the change of vessels. With the aid of the interpreter he mad£_£apid progress in acquiring the language orally, ns be thought it might he of great advantage to have such knowledge at some future lime. He was not destined td see the port of Bordeaux at all, for the Provence was overhauled in the Bay of Biscay by a French line-of-battle ship, the Tonuerxe and three of her men selected to serve in tire navy of the French Directory, one of whom was the poor waif whom she had picked np, as it were, on her jib- l>oom. .Little cared the boarding officer to what flag he truly owed allegiance. He was an able-bodied seaman, and such *ere in demand; that was a good and sufficient warrant. It seemed to Life now that his iden- ‘ity and individuality were completely lost. For the Tonnerre was one of the .•lumsy, crowded ships of the day, mounting at least twenty guns too many for her length and tonnage, and feeding a hundred or two more men than were of any earthly use in manning them. Hence, in an action, her battery was too close to be effectually worked, and, ac tion or no action, everybody was in everybody else’s way. He was no longer Life Edwards; he was only number so- and-so, a unit in a cumbrous host of Frenchmen, a single cog or screw of a vast, unwieldy machine. The Tonnerre did little but mitke fly ing runs from one French harbor to an other, and verify, Toy her good sailing qualities, the taunting boast of her British foes, that the French shipe wore built to runaway, and their own to fight, Bnt in a few months afterward the coup d’etat of Bonaparte changed the whole order of things, and infused new vigor into all warlike movements, naval and military. The First Consul could not make up his mind to lose his conquests in Egypt; the Tonnerre, with several other large shipe were ordered to sea and succeeded in running the gauntlet into the Mediterranean. But the elements were not so easily avoided as the English ornisers. The Tonnerre became separated from her consorts in bad weather, and was driven ont of her course over toward the Bar bary shore. The gale blew itself ont at last, and, while in the act of making sail to work off the land, an explosion of her magazine took place, from some mysUtr- ions canse which has never been ex plained. The late proud ship was rent to fragments, and the nine hundred be ings who had been crowded into her were either harled instantly into eternity or were left in the sea clinging to pieces of life wreck. It wu merely one of the little accidents of war, each as come dimly down to as, condensed into a single line of chronicles of that period. This was before the age ol daily papers and indefatigable report- end tittle' the details * thousand ksnsss Lsgislatare to ehsnfs his Our adventurer still clnng to life aud to a shattered spar. The aoa became smooth and calm; small crafts pnt out from the shore as soon as the thunder of the explosion was heard, and he, with some twenty others, was picked np and carried into Tripoli, to be held to slavery at the vrill of the pirate sovereign. Life nsed to relate many of his adven tures while a prisoner among these "Ish’m’lites” as he called them. He was not a little pnmd of the fact that he was no “servant of servants,” bnt was attached to the personal staff of the great Bashaw himself.” Finding no loophole of escape, ho was held five years in the service of the tyrant, 'who, he admitted, was more merciless than Joe Pinkham. His head l>eat high with hope at the first appear ance of the hostile American fleet in the year "three"; but hope was destined to be long deferred, and during the war that ensued, his position and treatment were still less endurable than before. Among the prisoners taken with Baiu bridge in the Philadelphia frigate, I < recognized one of hU former comrade* on the Sirius, and found an opportunity fora short conversation. His nppieai nnco in, the flish was, of course, like resurrection to ins astonished shipmate It was know'll that Life had been walk ing in the hurricane house, and had ottered one cry of alarm, after which no one had seen or heard of him. It was naturally supposed, ;us the whole foun dation beneath him had been demol ished, that he mnst have been killed or knocked overboard at the moment of the collision. They had no knowledge of the name, nation or fate of the ship which hail thus come in contact with theirs. Life Edwards, was, beyond all dispute, dead, and was so reported on their arrival home. It was something of a blow to the poor slave, even though ho was not un prepared for it, to learn that Rhoda Joy, after giving two years to his memory, had married another; but he did not suffer what might be called a lioyish disappointment to weigh long on his spirits. -Tt was only what he ought to have expected, and no onowas to blame, on either side. He soon forgot to grieve, as he listened to the music of the Con stitution’s cannon, and dodged the mis siles thrown into the city. It used to seem strange to mo to think ‘l>»t the old teamster, whom I meteverv hour in the day, shouting his 1 ‘Git up !” and “Glong |” to tlio lank hollow-back steed, had really been an actor in snob scones, had beheld the terrible effects of the bombardment, had looked npon Old [rionsides in a blaze of angry fire, and had listened to thp night explosion of the Philadelphia when blown np by De catur, and of the little sketch in which the devoted Somers and his associates met their mysterious fate. Thrilling in-" cidents which seemed so far away in the past, as I read them in my school history, were br. -«.M almost before-my sight when the old man talked as carV-Dx-h alioat them as he would of hauling Mr, Smith’s ton of coal yesterday. When the humbled Bashaw sued for peace, Life was included in the ransom with other prisoners, and returned to Ids country after six years’ absence. It does not appear that either he or his old love, already a wife and mother, made fools of themselves, as heroes and heroines arc, for the most part, licensed to do in simi- 1 ar cases. They accepted tfaenrftugtion, aud made the best of it; winch conrsc may have Iteeu more or less dreroie, as tb*. critic may choose to consider it. Life followed the sea for many years afterward, and, in d*e time, married. His worthy dame, as also the Rhoda Joy of the story, both honored by numerous grandchildren, were still living at the time I learned these facts from the old carlman’s own lips, -- Indians With Tails. THE HAUGHTY GRADUATE. A l.lltle Mtory of I.M* la a Prist &k#p. The existence of a tribe of Indians in Paraguay with tails is asserted, apparent ly on good authority. An Argentine domiciled in the Argentine missions ha$ a yerka establishment in the Paraguayan missions in a district called Tacuru- Tnyu. While collecting the yerba in the yerba woods one day bis mnles were attacked by some Guayacuyes Indians, who fled after killing several mnles. The muleteers punroed, firing op the Indians, one of whom, a boy of seven or eight years, was wounded and captured. This boy was brought to Posadas, the Argentine residence of Don Francisco Goicochoa, the Argentine reefrred to, and excited much wonder, and some Ger mans photographed him, he having a tail six to eight inches long. The boy is very ugly, but his body is not coveted with hair. A brother, in possession of Col. Rudecindo Roca, has also a tail, and it is said that all the tribe are similarly adorned. This tale of a toil is vouched lor by Dr. Latiz^Pizzarrello, an Italian. The late Baron Rothschild once took a cab to his offices, and on aligkting^en- dered the proper fore. The cabman re ceived it, but kept his hand open and looked at thelaoney significantly, which caused the Baron to inquire whether it was not right . “Oh, yes,” replied the cabman, “it’s quite right, bnt your sons usually give me double.” “They do, do they?” was the Baron’s reply,’® “well, they have got a rich father, aqd can af ford it; I have *tot” Amah named QoabQl asked the Ar- l done viihfltt aikfaji till Mft* leMiihffidk .mi eia. r,, ■ , (From the Chicago Tritmne.] “Can I come in ?” A young man whose clothes were sns pictonsly new, aud npon whoso fact there was n complacent, self satisfied ox -pression, stood in the doorway of tin editorial room. “Certainly, you can,” said the hors« reporter, “only don’t say anything tc the effect that wo onght to have a pleas ant summer after such a rainy spring, or you may find yourself a pallid corpse in the donjon keep beneath the moated turrets of the castle. If yon are looking for the Hartford Sunday Journal, the Owego Record, the Nunda Newt, or the Batavia Spirit of the Timet, you will find them in that pile of papers on that table in the corner. If you want—” “I don’t want to read any exchanges,' said the young man. "The object of mj visit was to see the principal editor—the one who makes engagements with jour nalists." “The what?^ - * 1 “The editor who makes engagement!; with journalists.” “Oh, you mean the man .who hires the hands. He’s in the other room. Do yon want a job ?” j “Well," said the young man in r rather haughty manner; “I have s<»nit thoughts of entering the journalistic pro fession. ” “Yon mean that you want to hire out as a deck-hand on a newspaper, d«i’i you?” “Perhaps that is yonr way of express ing it, sir,” said the young man, “but our professor of rhetoric always told .n* that “Oh, you’re a college graduate, are you?” said the horse reporter. “I thought yon had a kind of I-shall-now go-fort h-ni.’-takc-charge-of-affairs ah about you. I suppose yon graduated last week ?” "Yes, sir,” was the reply “and I maj say that my oration—” • “I know all about it,” said the horse, reporter. “You spoke a piece about ‘ Life’s Lesson ’ or ‘ Our Country’s Fu ture,’ or something like that, aud when you had finished it the young lady in^ the percale dress, whom you have been taking to the weekly meetings of thePla tonian Literary Society for the last two years, sent a big bonqnet np to the platform for you with a litflo piece of rose-timed note-pa]>er in the centre of it, mth ‘From One Who Admires Genius ’ written on it. There are now "more young # men who started ont to carve a niche high in the temple of fame chasing large red steers over the arid plains of Texas or delivering mackerel to the first families than yon can shake a stick at. Yonr best hold for the next year or two will be checking off barrels of A1 sugar for some wholesale grocery honse over on River street. Destiny won’t get left any in the meantime t” ' “Then yen ^ Jiqt ^hink I will be able io make my mark lu'T 'v .journalistic profession^ “Yon might,’’replied the reporter, “if you were to go up stairs and fall over some type, bnt not otherwise at present.” “Good day, sir. I shall keep my eye on journalism and await an opportunity to join its ranks. ” __ _ ;i . “AH right,” said the reporter, “bnt in case the street-car conductors get up an other strike yon had letter remove yonr optic from journalism and head for the car barns.” '>» T ' ' * Decline* to Confer. The trustees of Dartmouth College in New Hampshire, referred to a sub committee the question of conferring the degree of LL.D. npon Gov. Butler of Massachusetts. The committee, after considerable discussion and conference with members of the alumni, decided that no action should be taken this year. The committee recognized the validity of the grounds upon which the applica tion was based, and personally favored the granting of the degree. The Gen eral, it was urged, wss perhaps the most eminent member of his profession in America. No stain rested upon his private life. He was a son of New Hampshire, and an intimate friend of many of the graduates of the college. A member of the committee, in an inter view, gave as a reason for the action taken, that to confer the degree would tend to bring the college into politics, in which it hod had an unhappy experience in connection with the course of a former President on the aboHtiou of slavery. Massachusetts, he said, was in a political tnmnlt which involved its institutions of learning, and to have our college step in at this moment and honor Gen. Butler when so many opportunities had Itefore been given, would be at least ill sdvised. Harvard hod refused the degree, and it might seem as {hough Dartmouth was intruding itself into the quarrel with Harvard, if she should now honor Gen. Butler. _ His Wish.—While Marshal Sebastians wss French Minister in England he sat next Lord Palmerston at a city dinner, and after listening to all that was said in praise of England in the various speeches delivered during the evening, he re marked to his neighbor; “Oh, my land, if I was not a Frenchman I should to be an Englishman!’’ coldly replied Old Pom, Vtf I "And r THE BELL BIKGING BOY. The OU Mary KctaM wtih a F*w V ami tan*. “I would like to ring that bell, flay, won’t you let me ring that Ml? I'll give you fifty cents if you let mo ring that bell” The speaker wm a mild-eycd young fellow with an innocent look npon his face that inspired confidence at first sight Ho was a Boston boy aud was in Waterloo, Canada, with only fifty cents in his pocket He hodn't had any breakfast or dinner, and when he had offered Charley Hall, the proprietor of the hotel, fifty oents for the privilege of ringing the huge dinner-bell that set in the office, he wu playing for a stoke » Charley gave the youth a oasnnl glance, “sized him np” as a “fresh,” and then told him he could ring the bell as long ss he wished to for fifty cents. The yonng man laid down his last fifty oents, seized the bell and began a vigorous ringing. As it happened to be about the dinner honr, the proprietor thought this a good joke. In through the parlors, ont npon the veranda and even np into tho chambers sounded the clang of the bell The guests soon l>ecame annoyed and then exasperate"^. “What in thunder have yon got that boll ringing for?” asked one. ‘ ‘Tie a rope to that calf and hanl him in,” said another. “If yon don't put a "top to that confounded nnisonoo we'U qnit yonr house,” said a third. The landlord, thoroughly bewildered, both by tho ringing of tho bell and the complaints of the guests, went out to the fellow and said: “Come, haven’t you rang that bell about long enough? The guests are all com plaining about it.”_ “Rung it long enough? Bless yonr soul, I haven’t hardly begun yet. What do yon suppose I paid yon tho last fifty cents that I had in the world toft Long enough? Pshaw 1 You must be crazy, man. Just listen to that belk Ain’t that a splendid sounding bell? What a magnificent bell? Listen to the fine tone of that bell, man, and then think how you could ask me to stop ringing that bell. I’d rather ring this bell than eat my dinner. Don’t keep bothering me; let me attend to this bell ” * * By this time the attention of the toyrn officers was attracted to the matter, tmd the landlord was tokp'he must discon tinue the ringing, of the bell “Condemn it,’’said the now thoroughly exasperated landlord, “I’m not ringing the bell." -- ’ f 1 “Well, yon mnst stop it, no matter wholt is that’s ringing it” TO 1 the bell-ringer again went tho An noyed landlord and repeated his reqneat, this time a little more severe. “I want yon to let up on this business. You have made noise enough, and I think it’s time to stop. Do you wont to alarm the whole country ?” ’ “Just listen to that bell; ain’t that a daisy bell ? That’s the best bell I think I ever heard. Where did you get ttiis bell? Oh, it’s splendid I 8*7. jnst Yi^.-^U^tlps bell. What an exceptior - ally fine soun^’nijell What will you take for that bell ?”^ “The question ain’t w|ot I’ll take for the bell, but what you’ll fcke to let up,” said the excited landlord. t~: “Well, I don’t know that I care, to stop, but ain’t that a fine sounding bell— if it’s all the same to you about |10,1 think would be about right.” - -“I won’t giro yoaflO, bat I’ll tfd you what I’ll do; I’ll give yon $5 snd the best dinner yon ever had if you’ll stop right where you ore.” “Agreed; let’s have your $5. Thanks. Now we’ll go to dinner,” and in a few mina^s the ravenous youth from the “Hub” was putting away foMtbeAf and chicken salad at a marvelously rapid rate. BHAVIEO BT PIZCZXEAL. A commercial drummer, with several heavy oases in hand, panted into Worth’s barber shop, adjoining the State Street House, lately. One side of hie face had several day’s growth of whiskers, while the other side was perfectly smooth. He threw himself into* ehoir. “Shave me,” he said brusquely. The astonished bar ber began to adjust a cloth about his neck, looking at the drummer’s face meanwhile with eloquent curiosity, “Been in the barber chair once this morning, haven’t you?” queried the barber. “Twice,” said tho stranger, correcting him, “once in PMladelphia and once in Bristol Got my face lath ered in Philadelphia and then saw I couldn’t make my train unlem I started. Got the barber to wipe off my face, and ran and got on just as the train was mov ing. At Bristol I thought Fd have Mum to do some business and get abated and catch the next train. Got through with my business, ran into a barber shop, got lathered again, and got half of my face shaved, when I heard the train coming. Jumped up end paid the barber, and .gain hod my face wiped off, and struck for the depot and got the train just as it wm moving. People oa the tntinlooked at me end then tuned away and whis pered. They thought I was on escaped lunatic. I wont a close shave, please, sod taka you time to ii Fm going Io make up for this hritmetaetlia in the nnrniag.”—• _ Wm iea No eommseiestiou will ubIms aeons*pouted by the asm* and ad- dress of the writer, n>t neoaomiily for „ I mblioation, but as a (uaranty^of pod aith. Aidreav, THE PEOPLE, Barnwell 0. H.. & Cl RAILROAD CONDUCTORS. AM BPfTOR TAKRN UP Til* VVDtUBb IN TIIEIU DBFBNs*. —i A Wntem Pa»er*s Oplstae e< Ik _ Aerees Act af m Chtaace Jeweler. At the Chicago railway exposition a jewelry house has an exhibit. Two dia monds are shown side by side. One is very small, while the other is the size of a piece erf nut coal. A placard is over each. The little one merely says, “For tho President of the Road.” The card near the other diamond reads, “Tho Conductor’s.” The Milwaukee Sun says this is an outrageous shunter «nd takes up the cudgel tor the conductors and says, it is occasionally overlooked when some person who thinks it is smart, says something about conductors stealing money from the roads they work on, and the conductors take those things good natnredly, but for s business house to advertise tqihe world that they believe that conductors do that by which they are enabled to wear ten carat diamonds, while the poor presidents of the roods are compelled to struggle along wit£ tho cuttings from the big diamonds, is o' short-sighted piece of smart Aleck-ism that will make the house that perpe trates it ashamed. After all the talk about the conductors stealing, and the jokes about their “di viding with the company,’’doesany sane person suppose that a railroad company does not have facilities for discovering who are honest and who are not? It most be humiliating to conductors who have had positions for twenty jeers, with railroad companies that would not permit a thief to work on the road a day, to see such insults to them m business men. The jewelry bouse may hove though* H smart to cater to the few rail road presidents, at the expense of the thousands of conductors, but the H is directed to the presidents also, for it intimates that they are such fools that they allow themselves^to be robbed by conductors. * It is on insult to every railroad superintendent who hoe worked himself np from brakeman, and passed many of the best years of hia life M a conductor. It is sickening to notice the attempts made to make fonduotore oat as thieves. There are hundreds of darks in stores who handle more money Umbb the some number of conductors, and who have better facilities for stealing from careless employees than conduotofs have for stealing from railroads operated by the sharpest men in the world, and yet the clerks are not pointed out, oa a doM, as persons who “knock down,” ar fteal Occasionally one steals, and occasionally j conductor steals, but they are soon found out, in both instances, tad bouneed. As well accuse all bonk cash iers of being crooked because one hi a hundred goes wrong. TAB Sun trusts that the Ohioaga houoe wiH see what an ass it made of itself, ondatonoeapoIoghM to m deserving a class of men As live The Lord and the NhlUlag. The following episode, which hap pened lately at one of the fsahtouabla hotels, proves that virtue is sometimes more substantially rewarded than the old adage would sdem to indicate; One evening rather late a gentleman, a great admirer of man’s best friend, sew same magnificent dogs in the core of the hall porter. Having entered into oouversn- tton with the temporary keeper of the Gerberi, he learned that the owpet hod left no instructions as to their being fed;' he therefore took upon himself to order a repast for them. They were still en joying it when the owner returned, and the good Samaritan, going np, told him that he bad been admiring his dogs, and had ordered them to be fed. “Qh, thank you I Here, take this;" and the owner’s gratitude 1 took the tangible shape of the coin recruiting sergeants dispense in the Queen’s name. The gentleman smilingly took the proffered reward, and said: ‘Tam Lord , and I most heartily thank you for the first shilling I have ever earned. I shall have a hole drilled in it, and wear it m a charm. It may bring me luck.* “Oh, my lord 1 I cannot tell you how sorry I am at my blunder. Fray give me back the shilling, and accept my moet heart-felt apology!” “I beg you not to apologize. You have made ase feel quite a proud man, and, os to tha shilling, you must allow me to keep it, that it may become an heirloom in my family, where we have never had an op portunity of earning money." * The matteb or novnnwo a corps oi trained nurses in every oomnumity re ceived attention in the Cleveland meet* ing Of the QsfMKt, A member recommended the estahhah- ment of schools for the efficient training of nurses of both sexes, “such to be brought about by practical instruction, to he given by competent medical] ly or at such rasaonshle retsa as shall not debar the poor fraas of their benefit.” -fill r’icr.