TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., NOVEMBER 11, 1880. ONLY A REART. It is not a stone that will bruise, my lord Nor Is it a serpent to sting, A thorn to rend, a sword to plere, Or any vile, poisonous thing. Only a heart, a woman's heart, Step on It i crush it i so ! Bravely done like a gentleman, Turn on your heel and go. Only a heart I what harn is don? Let it bleed in the dust and moan, Or stifle its anguish as best it may, Or stiffen, my lord, into stone. Only a heart I it was fresh and young, And tender and warm, I know; As pure as ths spirit of chastity, My lord ; and it loved you so I Dut nothing is lost: let it die, my lord, Let its doathe quick or slow ; Such hearts are as plenty as summer leav We find thom wherever we go. Only a heart I do not fear, toy lord, Nobody on earth in near Tro come to the cry of the woun4ed thing And God is too far to her. Kate's Adventure. I am Kate. Of course I can tell my own adventu a great deal better than any one can i them for me. That stands to nature. ] not a practiced writer, and I don't kn( how to produce what the fashionable o thors call "grand pen-affects," but I tbeht I can make -you understand how it w Ani that is all that is necessary: Leeman bad sprained his ankle-tha my brother--and he could not go to to' with the load of russet apples that was ready piled into barrels, and stood walti under the big red shed. "It's too bad !" said he. "Those risi apples are worth a deal at this time of yt -and we shall miss the market day I" "Can't you ask Neighbor Hutton to ta them'?" said my mother. "Neighbor Hutton is a deal too sharp practitioner for me," said Leeman. "I a hard thing to say about a neighbor; b I can't trust his honesty." "Mr. Hall?" "Hall would be casting It up it inmy fa( for the next six months, that I had ask a favor of him," said Leeman. "No, rather lose the apples than lose ny in( pendeuce. But it is too provoking that must needs have slipped on that piece orange-peel, now, of all times in the yet I have been saving up these apples all t winter with a special eye to this particul market day." "Leoman," said I, "I'll go." "Nonsense l" said Leeman. "But why not?" said I. "Old Pomp -a getle as a kitten, and I know every in o. the way." "But there are the Red Swamp woods that desolate stretch of three males, w never a house on either side of the wa except the deserted cabin where the negro hanged himself, twenty years ag( argued my mother. "Who cares for the Red Swamp woods said I, valiantly. I never was afraid frngs and whip-poor-wills, and i'm i going to begin now. Lil, will you go < and help me harnessed early in the moi ing, and-" 1Oh, I wish I was going too I Can' go, Kate?" cried Lil, my hoyden you sister, with her blue eyes glittering w tielight at the idea of anything unusual. "Stuffl" cried I, imperiously. "Of cou you can't. Hasn't Pomp a heavy load ( ough, without your ninety pounds of in chief loaded on? Besides you must si at home and take care of mother, and L man, and finish the chintz curtain for i big west chamber; for Colonel Hay n come at any time now." Colonel Ilay was our city boarder gentleman who had been recommended ia physician to try the fresh, pmne-sceni breezes of the Shawaugeenta mountai and whomi our rector had recommended the Icy Spring faime. We were not, rich, although mother Leeman had managed the farm econoi cally and well since father's death and weekly addition to our income would something worth considlerinig, The idea of a city boarder was v pleasant, too, and Icy Spring farm wva very lovely spot, although we selom lowed ourselves to tink of that. So, alter a little, I coaxed another a Leeman to consent, and the next morn Lil and I were up long before daybre harnessing old Pomp, and getting ready the day's journey. By the time the red, level light of rising sun touched old. Pomp's gray mn with radiance, I was driving through Red swamp, where the mnaple trees ft which it took its name were all aglow v crimson blossoms, and the thruselis robins called to one another with flute. .notes. . Well, I .managedl splendidly. I ka where I was going when I started. 1 a the six b~arrels of russets to the man kept the Park hotel for four dollars apai andi that was more than Lenan lhau anticipated. "Be careful -you don't get robbed, no said the man, as he watched me put bills into my little leather portmonnaie. "Robbed?" saidl 1, with a laugh "W who should rob me ?" "Oh, I don't know,'' said the landl< "There's always tramps andl buarg around. They're a crop that don't be! to any particular season of the year." ..As I turtned away-I did not mptico the time, but It icaane back to me a! wards, as things do come back, like a I dlen flash across the (lark shield of mn -a man who was lounginig on the a looked hard at me. , 1 colored a little and thbtigitto mys ''Well, lie will know me the next tinwi sc(a me," and then forgot all about it; I had mother's black bomnbazine to in and lill's spring hat to buy, anti some nor china to select, and tihe doctor's scription for Leemnaa to fill out at the a! gist's, so it was well on to seven whi turned old Pomnp's head hiotneward in suburbs of thme town, with a feeling of tion which was quite pardonable, y one considers nmy iiexperience~s hI: marketing line, and miy exceptionally success. TIhe sunsb~ine was warm andl still or highroad, and. Ifas rathier glad whe last, wecamne to the cool shadows el Ried swamp,.where the birds were all a in the noon-heats, and the sweetest of '( came floating up fr~m the tangled re of fern and qowalip on either aide 01 solitary, railted-In fence. All at once old Pomp gave a sidewise start--his ancient idea of shying-and then I saw a man. pale, dusty,-and tired-look ing, sitting on a fallen log, just outside the ga road. I felt sorry for him; I was like ba mother-who never would let the shabbiest u or meanest looking vagabond go past onr pns house without a draught of milk or a piece n of fresh-baked pie, or a slice of her famous ne home-made bread-cake--and without stop- 81 ping to think I drew In old Pojnp's rein. sh "Are you going towards lenox cross- n roads " said 1. 'Yes ! Then jump in; I,, I'm going in that direction, too, and I'll 111 give you a lift." rif Ile thanked me in a allent, drooping sort du of way, and seated himself on the board at be the back of the wagon, towards which I art pointed with the handle of my whip. an "You look IIl," said I. th "I am not ill," he said, with a smothered bet cough. "Only tired with my long walk' ch el I didn't know it was so far to Lenox." Ti "I suppose you are going for work ?' pa said I. "Deacon Brierley has a good an many ha.. % just now in his tobacco fac- kn tory." "No," said lie; "I am not going to lar work." sh I asked no more questions. I did not ov like the Idea of a man's shrouding himself idi in mystery in that sort of way; and, as I thi glanced around once more, a sudden rev- ev l'es elation came across me like a blaze of co, ell light. of m It was the same man who had eyed me do w so keenly on the steps of the Park hotel. is 6u- Then I remembered my mother's words bo ve of caution, Leeman's reiterated exhorta- mi s. tions, the landlord's friendly words of thi warning. of t t's And, In spite of all, I had deliberately ph vn thrust my silly head into the jaws of dan- geo al- ger. There was only one thing remaining sic ag for me to do-to get out of the scrape as an( well as I could. Th 4et I cast about in my mind how to do this ; wu ar and presently, with beating heart, I drop- cal ped a little paper parcel of blue ribbon into tht ke the road. art "Oh I'" I cried, checking up Pomp, "I've we a droppea my parcel. Would-would you to L's mind getting out after it" His Ut "Not in the least," said the stranger, YO and he climbed laboriously out of the o wagon. or :e, He had scarcely set his fCet on the ground a ed before I had laid the whip on old Pomp I'd with a will, and rattled away over the long Y. le- straight road at a pace that seemed posi I tively marvelous to me and Pomp both. fI So we left our passenger behind, in the tif - middle of the Red swamp. I could see ig ar0 him standing there, blank and astounded, pa air pdngthre the sole figure in the long perspective, as kii I ventured to look back; but I only whip- all, ped Pomp the harder, and never let him ma 'bate his pace until we were well out of the ow Uh Red swamp. by "I've out-generaled himu," bald I, to my- oh self, "and I've saved Leeman's twenty-four me dh dollars. I'm sorry about the blue ribbon; lie y but it was only a yard and a quarter, after leg 4d all, and I can trim bil's hat with something mi ),T (lse." lie They were delighted et my prowess wri ?i when I related my adventure at home. Lee- yo of man declared I was a capital little market- ad kot woman; mother shuddered at the idea of ut the desperate tramp alone with me in the n- tangled wilderness of the Red swamp; Lil declared that I was a heroine. I "Wasn't it a good idea for Kate to droV an ng the blue ribbon, and send him after it ?' na ith said she. TI "Kate was a goose ever to let him get tr rae into the wagon," said Leeman, knitting his ot mn- brow. ytf is- "Kate musn't go by herself such a long wj ay distance again," said mother. wi e- Ana I drank my cup of tea, and rested wa he myself, and went out afterward to see the 1In ay new brood of darling little yellow chicks, an which old Speckle had brought off the nest rei -a during my absence. e by I was on my knees in the hen-house, P< ed feeding them with scalded meal from the LC ne, palm of my hand, when I heard mother sh to calling me from the house. Ft "Kate I Kate I Come at once I 001- a ,id onel Hay has arrived." m ni-- "Colonel Hay ?" edl Who I started up, looking with blank dismay ra be at my calico dress and the meal stains on wi my hands. tie iry However, there was nothing for it but to 'ro a a obey the summons ; so I went up to the of ali- house. A sort of blur seemed to come be0 16 fore mny eyes as I entered the sitting room - |es end and heard mother saying: Iw] Lug "Colonel flay, this is my eldest daugh- M ak, ter, hate." Ft for And then the blur cleared away, and I leI knew the man I had twice befoie seen that of the day--the pale, tired traveler whom I had rc 111 so recklessly abandoned ma the middle of ha the the Ried swamp. - . ki 0om "I-I beg your pardlon, Colonel Hay 1"'' o ~Ii cried out immediately. "I thought you gi nd were a thief I" fe Ike The burst of laughter that followed from i oevery inaeof the room effectually scat- ol kl That was my adventure. And Colonel a vhio Hlay has long since forgiven me thaL nn w ~ce, kiud dlesertioni of him. In fact-tals is ci sell quite private and confidential, mind-we hI ,are to be married soon, and I am going di with him to Florida, to try-the effect of a 01 tho Southern climate on his health. Trhat Is at all. Isn't it enough? i l hy, _________A )rdi. InadIu Carpets. P lairs 'n ong An Agra jail carpet exhibited at Parii In tr 18718 was, as pointed out at the time, remark. 01 t at able for the fine proportion of its border to Is ter- the center. The borders of modern OrIental ud- carpets are generally made too narrow. n. tory In the Mionaic floors of the Greeks and ci teps8 liomans, which were evidently suggested by 6 Oriental tapestry, the border was always 2' elf : remarkably broad, and in the oler Persian T lie carpets it is often a yard deep and more. ri for The singular excellence in design of the a~ itch Agra jail carpets is due'to tdir John sa din- 8trachey's influence. When visiting the tI pro- jail, many years ago, the zealous superin- e rug- tendeont triu~mphantly showed him some p mn I carpets he h'ad beetn manufacturing from tl the the vilest European designs. Sir John ti cla- asked him if they were all the patterns of lI !hien tihe kinds he possessed. "No ;not by any a tho ineans," replied the superintendent. "I .1 cood have ransacked all the factories hI England .: for their latest patterns." Sir John begged ri the that hie might see them all, and whion he t a at was at last satishled, that all had been il the brought out, he &dered them to be all hi ilent burned jn the heap as they lay before him, t dora and that for the future only native patterns E usses should be followed without deviation. TIhe I the Agra-jall carpets are, however still defe- 1 ive, in haony of coloring. Conscientious Workers. 'he tendency of our times is to disre rd old maxims. It is true, many of them, sed on the experience of other people der very different conditions, are not ap cable in our day. "Haste snakes wamte" y be true in the workshop, but the busi is man knows that "time is money," and pays to be in a hurry when the market ows signs of a change. The good old xim that "whatever is worth doing is rth doing well," is often forgotten. ,ht is good enough for him, or for the ney," is a poor excuse for a man to a c ce his good name, and still worse to in c him to acquire careless habits. It has 31 said that 9vhle American workmen better paid, better fed, better educated, I we may a.d, better behaved, than in those of any other country they can it the world in slighting their work and atlng their customers and employers. e shoemaker, who turns out one or two !rs of boots a week for a customer, takes honest pride in his work, and feels and owS that he Is to be held personally re mnsible for every stitch he put in. In a go factory, where the division of labor )uld make every man an expert in his n branch, the workman often loses his intity and responsibility. He knows a customer cannot fall back on him,how )r imperfect his work. If it Is only rered up so as to conceal it from the eye his foreman he is safe. Probably this is lug much t.o encourage careless work. It well known that ready-made clothing, fts, dresses, underclothing. everything de in large quantities, is far cheaper z custom work, but alas I it is very en not as good. There are many peo in every land who like to be humbug 1, while others have equally strong pas n for cheap wareswhether poor or good, I some one must supply this demand. c; producers of such goods employ poor rkmen at corresponding poor wages, be ise they must make their profits out of ar workmen. Five and ten cent stores lowerang the standard of production as If as the scale of wages. It never pays be a poor workman. If you are a young ,n, alhn to do honest work, and, althotugh ir present employer may not be willing pay you any more for a well-made coat a neatly-finished boot than he would for o'ch, don't be discouraged, If you are arpenter, maike the best joint you can;lf i are a machinist,see thas eve y bolt and ot is as firm as if your life depended on properly fulfilling its duties. How caro ly the aeronaut examines his balloon,the lit rope performer hia rope before he trusts .ife to it. Would a shipbuilder take sage on a vessel of his own building if ow that he had wilfully. neglected or hted any essential part ;f her hullI Yet ny a young mechanic has destroyed his n future and committed moral suicide sending forth a poor piece of woik. Tne I surgical protessor's caution to young dical students is not inapt here. Said "If you are ever called to set a broken , and your work is a failure, and the n becomes a cripple, you may be sure will conic limping along just at the ong time, when you are surrounded by ir clients anti friends. He is a walking rertisement of your incapacity." 0at. [n 1848, a French force landed at Tahiti I took possession of the island in the ne of Louis Phillippe, the citizen king. *e natives were nq, subdued without a aggle. The Frane4-Tahitlan war lasted ir years, and the last native stronghold ilded through the act of a native traitor, oguided the French through a forest trail ere they got in the rear of the native ,rriors. The natives in their stronghold, ding that their enemies were in front I rear of them, were compelled to sur ider after a long, heroic struggle to pro ye the independence of the island. Queen mare escaped to the four kingdoms, or wer Society islands, and insisted that i would not .-eturn to Tahiti unt il the each abandoned it. The Vahine Aru, roaminent chiefess, finally induced Po ire to change her mind. She was restor to her throne, uinder a French protecto e, andI, with a brief intermission, during iclh her son Toamatoa was king, contin d to reign, a venerable speciamen of the fal barbarian. Pomare died on the 17'th iep)tem -or, 1877. Bihe had reigned since 22, a pericd of fiffty-five years. She was eceeded by Prince Arnane, her eldest son, 1o was married ia 1874 to the Princess arau. This marriage was the result of 'each intrigue, and under tie sway the and hias been practically a dependency France, like the adjacent island of Mo i. .The French, 6fter conquering Tahiti, d made an attempt to reduce the four ngdoma to submission. Under the lead a Scotchman, however, the natives be uled1 the French into ambush, and made mi-ful havoc in their ranks. Then an neracan adventurer named Jordan, a sort forerunner of Steinberger, get up a home to annex the group to the United ates. He began by marrying a native >aman of rank, ended by suslamm~ag a ushing defeat, and barely escaping with * life. ils wife swam out to sea in the irknes of night, with the heroic filibuster a her back, and then they took a canoe ad made their way to a neighboring la nd. Five years ago Mr. Atwater, the mnerican consu a the four kiangdomns, arried tihe Prince a a Moetia, sister to the rincess Marau. These complications are )W straightened out by ,the new Frencd eaty, which, it Is supposed, embraces nol aly Tahiti, but the entire group of is gds. The Society islands, as the group is umed, lie about 18 degrees south of thc luater, and have altogether an area 01 16 square miles, and a population of aboul ),000, all but '2,000 of whom are natives wo-thirds of the entire population art sidonts of Tahiti. Seen from a vease >proacinig the huarbor of Papelte, Taht ems ai vision of thait beauty which stirre< Ie hearts of the old jaavlgators, and made ron the steady-going pen of Captain C'ol octical. The ciocoanut trees rise agains ae sky, and orange groves are seen, thmough 10 orange is not hero an indigenous plant verything looks quiet, cool and pleasant a if here at last were the possibility of Itopia where one, might live at ease fa ,om, the ngaddenmng crowd, and carini othaing for the outside world. Papelte ic capital of the protectorate, is situate4 the north western part of Tahiti, ani as a large and recure. harbor, accessibl ships of every size. It hati streete nanm d after those of Paris, its little thops, an B smnall trade with the nieighboring islandi ut ats native inhabitants, though ever oa howa Qhat they ar ?eDag AWSy the manner of "natives" when white men visit them, retain many of their old char acteristics. When Cook visited them ma. ny years ago they were accustomed to sac rifice human beings, and had some other customs not in accord with European views of propriety, the most objection ible of which have long since dissapeared. Their complexion Is dark-darker than that of Spauiards--and the men are lighter than the women. They are of Malay blood, but in their faces show none of the malign ferocity of the parent stock. They are a lighthearted and cheerful race, civil and even courteous to strangers, the men often sple l id athletes the women quiet and la zy. Tho aloe and vanilla bloonm side'by side with the hibiscus and pandanus, the l me, orange u banana, and all Is pretty and picturesque as possible. Most of tne in habitants have been sufficiently well in structed to enable them to read and write. In general the Tahitian women go bare head and barefoot. They are often be witchingly beautiful, and in every way so charming that the name given to the island, Nouvelle-Cythere, is readily understanable. It was by the ancient Cythera that Venus Aphrodite is fabled to have sprung from the sea-a mythes which probably means that the worship of the lovely goddess was introduced on the iPland by some maritime people who had come to i's shore. Tahiti is divided into two parts, Tahiti proper and the peninsula of Talarapu, both nearly circular. The soll is stony and intractable on the mountain tops, and on the interme diate space stetching down toward the plains often argillaceous: in recompense, howt ver, it Is luxuriously productive in the valleys, and a ong the line of the sea-ooast. A line of coral reefs entirely su:round the island, with here and there breaks which are said to have been formed by the invasion of water from the streams which in cascades fall down the mountains and into the ocean. The group is of volcanic origin, and elemen tal disturbances of that nature are yet com mon. In 1878 two of the smaller islands of the group, Raitaa and Burraburra, were completely burst up, and a great number of people were dr )wncd. Hurricanes and waterspouts are also frequent. On the 7th of February of last year there was a hurri cane in which over one hundred persons. were killed and much property was de stroyed. So that this elysium of the south seas, described by Hermann Melville in his facinating books, "Typee"and "Omoo," as the most perfect spot on earth, has drawbacks as a place of residence. Bliood-B~ath. According to a dark tradition, which is incidentally mentioned by Pliny, the an cient kiugsof Egypt used to bathe in human blood when they were seized with leprosy. A similar story is told of the Emperor Con stantine; but he seems to have been-re strained from employing this revolting remedy in consequence of a vision; and he is said to have been cured by baptism. No great weight can be attached to these ill authenticated stories; yet it is but too true that, both in ancient times and in the mid die ages, decided healing virtues for the cure of leprosy were supp I ed to exist in the blood of innocent children and virgins, and that occasion was given thereby for numberless cruelties. It is needless to re fer to the remoter traces of the belier in the expiatory or healing properties of pure blood-they ramify far, and pass into the most ancient times. Cures of leprous peo ple by the blood of animals, in employing which certain symbolic customs were ob served, are mentioned in the books of Moses; and it might not be difficult to dis cover similar forms amongst all nations. During the middle ages the delusion about the healing virtues of human blood, which must hav. had horrible effects in the plague of leprosy, received a check from the im pression that only the blood of those child ren and virgins would prove efficacious who offered them freely and voluntarily for a beloved sufferer. This idea Is par. ticularly exp~ressed in the touching story of "Poor Henry," which forms tihe subject of one of the most beautiful poems of the thirteenth century. A Buambian knight, who sits in the lap'of happiness, is seized with leprosy. In order to escape death, lie seeks through the word for help. The physicians of Montpelier can give him no assistance: he hastens to Salernum. Here one of the masters makes him acquainted with the apparently hopeless means of cure. Sad a~t heart, he returns home, and prepares himself to sorrow omit the remaIn der of his days in solitude. A girl of twelve years of ge, the daughter of a countryman, conceives a passion for the un fortunate knight, attends him affectionate ly, and, upon accidentally hearing of the free-will offering, cannot be dissuaded from her resolution to purchase th. recov ery of her master with her life. Both bet out for Salernum, but the catastrophe is not fatal: Henry gets rid of the leprosy, and rewards his generous benefactress with marriage._____________ tior Long Lost, Uncie. He was a man with bronzed features, stoop-shouldiers, and long hair, and as lie walked up Fifth street any one could have told that lhe made a-piie of money ini some far-off country, and hadi come home to live with his almost forgotten-relatives, Hie finally found the house he was looking for, knocked at the door, and that's the lasi the boys saw of him. The rest of th< story was afterwards told to a policemnar by Mrs. McCarthy. Said she: "I was washing me dishes when I heart a knock at the dour, and I 'an and openet it. It was a stranger on the step, and he smiled like a dm