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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO. S. C.. NOVEMBER 13,1883. ESTABLI WITH THE CURRENT. Rarest mood of all the yearl Aimless, idle and content; 3 Sky and earth and atniosphere Wholly indolent. Low and clear and pure and deep. Ripples of the river sing t Water-llies, half asleep, Drowsed with listening. eTremulous reflex of skies Skies above and skies below Paradiso and Paradise Blending even sol Blossoms with their leaves unrolled Laughingly, as they were lips Cleft with ruddy beaten gohd Tongues of petal tips. Rush and reed, and thorn and vine Clumped with grasses lithe and tall And a web of summer shine Woven round it all. Back and forth and to and fro, Flashing scale and wing as one, Dragon flies that come and go, Shuttled by the sun. Fairy songs and lullabies Fine as phantasy conceives Echoes wrought of cricket cries Silted through the leaves. O'er the rose, with drowsy btizz, Iangs the bee, and stays his kIss, Een as my fancy does, Darling, over this. Lo, let. us forget all care, And as listiess as the day , ko Drift adown it, half aware, Anwhere we may. b Drift and curve and deviate, Veer and eddy, float and flow, WN'aver, swerve and undulate, As the bubbles go. VOOL-PIOKINu AND A IONIC "Good evenin', Mis' Hornish." "Why, is that you, Mis' Manly? Come in, won't you? I wouldn't a-knowed you but for your voice, seein' as your bonnet is so fur over your face, ai' this ham a-fryin' does make sech fumes around my head." Mis' Manly" stood in the doorway. It wias dusk. She wore a long gray bonnet of the kind known as "Shaker," with a voluminous skirt that wrapped her figure like a comfortable mantle. i If you could have peeped like a star within that bonnet you would have seen a tired, worn Lace, and eyes that looked with something like envy into the comfortable kitchen where Mis' Hornish was frying bacon for "his" supper. (In this western country the shy matrons always speak of their hus bands as "he.") "It's so late I can't stop," said Mis' Manly. "I just dropped round to say I was tryin' to git up a wool-piokin' for to-Morrow, an' to see if you an' Deb would come." Debby H1ornish was busy at the ironimg-table, pressing out a white skirt with an overskirt and three ruflies; but she stopped a moment pushing back the little black rings o? hair from her rosy brow, to say: Why, Mis' Manly, what a pityi I'd have helped you with all the pleasure -ll life; but there's the picnicl What ever possessed you to have the wool pickin' the same day?" "Ain't it just my luck?" cried the widow. "You see, I've been kind o' slack about my wool, an' yestiddy iornin' Mr. Simlins said if I'd have it ready agin Thursday that he'd take it inlo Mulkytownani sell it for me. It's the only chance I'll get to send it oil; and wool is up now to 50 cents in money, and 55 in trade; so I just felt as it I must get it out to-morrow, come what might." "How many have promised to come?" "Well, you see, this picnic spoils everything. I could a-got 15 or 20, and we could a-finished it up before noon. But everybody was plum crazy Sabout: this picnic. I ain't got the pironse of more'n five ladies, an' you know that ain't no show at all to pick out the wool of 12 sheep, Amn' it seems like my sheep was always the dirtiest siheep---an' the fondest o' brambles and bier-hedges--of any in the country." Ihere Mis' Manly let a few tears fall; mild as the rain of a drizzlinig dlay, and quite as depressing. "It is too bad 10r anythingi" cried Mrs Ilornish, with hearty sympathy, "1'11 come over, of couso; but Deb, you know couldin't give up the picnic." "Law no, it couldn't be expected; I'mplowerful gladlto have you. "Y7ou'll come early, wvon't you?" "I'll be bound that I get over before you have your dishes done up," said Mrs Ilormsh, with a jolly laugh. Thme widow Manly took her sad face homie; the suppler wvas dishied; "lie" camne in fronm thme wheat fleld; and the wite dress was fiinishedi and flhted; but sonmehow D~ebby H-ornish did not feel q4(uite3 happy. "She did look so piltiful," she thought, recalling the pinihed little face under the s3un-bonnlet. "I should have been so glad to have helped her," Ini truth, the p'oor, complaining little woman nieeded( help a good imiany times in thme course of the year. "lie" had been killed in a mill where lie worked some live years before, leaving to his wifte four'children, a small farmi, a few sheep, and a cowv; all of which she imnaged as well as her load of fears, agitations, amii chills allowed. They all had chills, peor things; they had given up time doctor as a vain luxury. bitt they bought quinine and calinel by the pound, and worked on dismally between thme shakes. A wool-picking was one of the hardest "chores" of the Are there any of my city-bred young folks who don't know what a wool picking is? It Is a careful picking over of the wool after It has been sheared to tree it from burrs, brambles berries, Spanish-needles (dry mud, andi dead insects that a lively sheep will collect I his rambles through the world. Futrthmer north thme sheep are taken to a sparkling running stream, and well wvashed before they are cliplied; but in *the stagnant, coffee-colored creeks of the West this wohldd be a useless core monmy. ".Not half-a-dozen In the county to help that foolish little woman," thought Dob, wvrathmfully, "Why couldn't she *have had her wool-pickii a week ago." .At any other thane there Wnnl1 have been no lack of neighbors to help the widow In her need; but everybody was taken up with the picio. In the hard work-day life of these people, few pleas ures arise; and in all the farm houses through the six-mile and the nine-mile prairie tids picnic had been talked about for a month of Sundays. They were going in buggies, wagons, and on foot; were to fish In Big-Muddy creek; to gather wild roses and black berries; to light- a fire in the "tinmbor" -so they called the wooded portiois of the flat country-and make hot cof fee for dinner. and dance under th trees after the rising of the yellow moon. Beyond all these attraction for Debby there was one yet more powerful; young Mr. Thing--Iiramr Thing--was to be there. Now Del was 16; and to her thinking, Hirain was an interesting youth. In fact, everybody had a good word for Mr. Thing. Ile had a lovely farm, to begin with. His sheep sheared 10 pounds to the fleece; his wheat averaged 30 bushels to the acre. le had a nice house; and since his miother's death only his crippled little sister Jessy te take care of it. It was plain to all the gossips in the country that he needed - wife. And all the girls liked hii, Alice Preston, with her bright black eyes, Botty Browning, who could turn out such a loaf of bread as couldn't be equalled In Perry county; Christy Wicker, the shy Swiss girl; they could all be casting a line in Big-Muddy and smiling on Hiram Thing. Deb's very existence would be forgotten-so Det thought-unless she should be there in the white dress with the fluted runlles. She sat or, the porch looklig up to the sweet silent stars and thought it over. In the siti.ing-room her fathe dozed in his chair, with a newspaer over his face to keep off the night moths and the stray flies that were sleepily sticking to the ceiling; her mother nodded over "His" half-darned stocking. The work for the day was done. Nothing between Deb and 1her conscione. She sat there so long, and was so still that finally her mother roused herself to call, "Why, Debby, childI why don't you come in? Iave your wits gone a wool-gatherin'I?" "That's just it, mother!" cried Deb with a laugh, though she brushed something warm from her eyes as she spoke. "i've just about concluded te give up the picnic and go to the wool pickin'." "Debby Ilornish! I thought your heart was plumb set on the picnic." "So I thought myself; but it's a little more set on helpin' Mis' Manly git her wool out. She is such a shif'less little critter! An' it'll be a real misfortune for her if she don't sell her wool for a good price. So I'll just go along and bear my bob with the rest of yot . And if you don't mind, mother, I'll take over the cakes and things I baked for the picnic.'' "'That's a good plan, honey, for I reckon she won't have much of a di nor." By "sun-up" the next morning Deb and her mother were off. As they reached Mis' Manly's gate, a buggy whirled up in a clouid of dust. A voice called, "Debt Debby Hlornish!" "Well! welli" cried Mrs. IHornish, "if there ain't Iliram and Jessy Thing!" "Why ain't you on your way to the picnic, Deb? cried the young girl in the buggy. "Oh! you know wool-pickin' is such fun " said Deb, with a droll look, "I couldn't resist comin' over and leni[in' a hand. "Well, you girls are crazy," said Mr. Thing, j umpin'out of the buggy; "'here's Jessy, nothin' wvould do but that she must come to the wool-pickin'." "That's natural enou;gh, brother. I never did want to go to the picnic much. What could I do on my crutches amongst a lot o' lively young folks. I should just a' beeni a dirag on you. But I can pick wvool with any body, se here I am. It's different, however, with Delb." "Yes, indeed," cried Mr. Thing, eagerly, "and now, Miss D~eb, (10 let me persuadie you to chiange your mind. You see I haven't any company niow that sis has deserted me. ill be proud if you'll let me dlrive you to the picnic, and keel) complany with you to-day." Poor Debt howv handsome lie looked as he stood there twisting his lingers in the horse's mane. Tall and slim, his eyes as blue as his calico shirt, and dancing with fun under his wide straw~ hat, Hlow nice, this wrnm dlay, tc drive along the waving wheat-fields, meeting the breeze as it ruflled thu young corn; to fish under the shade of a cotton-wood tree, Much, much bot. ter than to sit in a stuffy room, pickiung brambles out of wool. "Do go," urged Jessy; "you know I'm as goodl as two at woolpickin'." Whether Mr. Thinag's smile was toc confident or Deb's own heart reproached her I know not, but at any rate sht sali resolutely: "-I'll run a race with you in wvool p)ickin', Jessy Thing, anl' that's all the is of that." In the widowv Manly's house there were twvo rooms. One the kitchen, dining and "company" room, with twc beds in the corner, the other a sleeping room for the widowv and her children. It was here, tool that she retired tc weep over her miseries, a solace neces sary only too often. fly thme time they hand fairly got to woric four more wvere added to thu party-gandmnothers all too old to care for picmecs. "Grandma Blxby," took4 thme lead; she was as spry as a girl and said she was 100 years 01(1. Mrs. I1ig gins, noted for having survived three congestive chills; Mr-s. Iarte, doubled up with the rheumatism; and a funny little old woman who had 15 child~ren and was nicknamed "Dame Thumb' by her boys, made up the party. A great heap of wvool was~ Iled up ini thme mid~dle of tihe floor. Th ey sat around it and peeped at each other over the toj of the pile as people do at dinner-p~arties over the opergne. "I'm afraid, ladles, that my wool is dreadful dirty," said the widow Manly, with a depressed air. "Why, Mrs. Manly," cried Jessy Thing, gayly, "what would you do if vonr sheen wore likao anma I rana o h other day, out in Colorado? Why, in the time of drought their fleeces get full of dust; thea the wind blows the grass seeds into the wool, and when i' the rain comes the seeds sprout, and a after a while the sheep strut around i with the green grass growing on their O backs." All heads turned to look at Jessy. 0 No one spoke. But after a long silence IF Dame Thumb said: y "Jessy Thing, you're jokin', ain't tl you?" II "I declare I read it," said Jessy, twinkling her eyes at Deb. "She always was a master hand to r( joke," said Grandina Bixby. "I saw 1C her born, and her mother and her grandmother." ti The wool-picking went on so vigo- tl rously that by dinner-tine it was more 01 than half done. After dinner Deb in- o sisted that the widow join the cheerful e company, and leave her to do the clear- n ing up, while Jessy, declaring herself so P tired that she must take a "nooning," went down to the spring to rest under the shade of the trees. Deb bustled b around, rattling the dishes, and listen- n Ing to the old ladies' chirp in the next tl room. Cf "Them Things is such nice folks,' "c said Dame Thumb. b "Well, when all's said and done si they've got the curiousest name in the Ik world," sighed the Widow Manly.~ e. "'Don't you know how that came 0 about?" asked Grandma Bixby. "I did know, but it's kind of slipped ql my mind, owing to so luch trouble." e "Why, the gieat-grandfather o' these n young Things, lie was named Bizzard. V And lie had a sight o' trouble all on c] account of his name. Do what lie 0 would, the boys would call him Buz- tl zard an' flap their arms like wings n when lie came around, and vex him fil real rough. So lie went to the legisla- li ture prayin' for his name to be changed. 0i 'All right,' says the legislature, 'what k name'll you have?', 'OhI anything,' says lie, 'anything.' "That'll do,' says a the judge. 'Write that name down,' tl lie says to tihe clerk-'Anything., T "Old Bizzard, lie was so struck of a heap that he couldn't say a word. And so in the snappin' of a bird's eye n: lie was written down by the name oi 01 Anything. The nex' gineration they 01 droppea the Any, but Things they are to this day." "An' Things they will remain," sol enmnly said the old lady with the rheumatism, "till the last (lay, when 01 they'll be called up to the proper name al o' Bizzard." cl "Vell, Thing is a good name," said J Dame Thumb. "It's so handy like; n an' forget it you can't." tI Debby in the next room felt her 1 checks burn. The stove was so hotl gi "I'll go down to the spring and wash tL the rolling-pin," she called,'and catch- bi Ing her sunbonnet sho walked off fan- cI ning herself with her apron. B1 The spring wais shaded by willows, d< and under one of ticm Jessy lay asleep. W( I1er crutch had fallen by her side, one al arm was rounded nader her head, tle AT other, half bare, was flung out on time IX grass. ci "I will not wake her," thought Deb; g1 "poor childi how tired and warm she tL looks!'' al But at this instant Deb's eyes grew t0 wide with horror. Within a foot of T Jessy's bare arm was a young adder. W It's head, spreading out a little, was r< reared to strike; white foam was at its C mouth. IIow Deb did it she never F knew, but the next second she had 'W struck wildly at that evil head with the b( rolling-pin, and was crying- 0 "Wakel Jessyl Wakel" W Jessy did wake, and to a scene that hi she never forgot. Deb had not dared al to raise the rolling-pin to strike again; t( but pressed upon it wvith the energy of Rv despair, fastening thme reptile to the n earth, though it squirmed and hissed, ri and twisted itself round the brave girl's hi wrist. T "Get to time house, Jessy, as fast as 01 you can, and bring a knife."'' She hobbled off, and in a time to be al countedl by second~s, was back again L with the wvhole party. The four old p4 ladies and Deb's mother were unnerved. tI But Widow Manly, for once in her life ii rising to the occasion, cut off the adder's LI head in a masterly manner, just below ai where Deb held it down with thme roll- al hig-pin. C1 They are used to snakes in this Il broad, beautiful West of ours, so no iT one fainted. Not a great deal was M said. But Dame Trhumrb patted Jessy. on the head, with,-"You hiad an es cap~e, honey. That was a powerful o pizen snake." .13 "I know It," said thme girl, wvith ab quick shudder. 'rho wool-picking wvent on; but Jessy " clung to Deb, and did not do much L more. As thme sun went down and thme fi party broke up, she said "It It hadn't g been for you, Debby, hDame Thumb LI and thme rest would have dressed me g for the grave by this time; and~ so b lliram would a'found mec when lie got d home." p "I'm glad I hiappened to have the b rollin'-pin,"' said Deb, practically.v Through the winter that followed, it g was observed that young Mr. Thing's fi horse stoppedl with tolerable regularity a~ at thme ilornish gate; and there Is a h rumor that D~eb will wear her white a' (dress early in thme sprinr on a very in)-5 portant occasIon. Certainly the old 3. farm house has been paInted andh p~apered1, and Dame Thumb says, "'Nothmin' less than a weddin' will jes- nl Lify Ilihunm Thing iu such a foolish I spiendin' of his wheat money." c -A pear orchard in T1hiompson ri county, Ga., was sold flye years ago for hi $650. It was next sold for $1,800, the g $050 having been recovered from cut- 1. tings In thme meantime. A month after- nm ward $2800 was offered for It, and now 11 it could not be bought for $25,000.I -Thme Australian Government is get-- h tmng rid of Immense numbers of spar- yi rows by offering (3d. per dozen for their Ii heads. Restaurant keepers in this see-- a Lion are said to give a little more than ip that per dozen, but they get thme bodies I , of the birds. The heads alone would LIt make very poor reed itird pie, |t -"A million lxats" aire saidi to In habt the domp of the llrenhmam (Ga.) Ic Court House. p The Worl's Wheat oply. It is not always certain that agricul tral departments and commercial Oencies come very near the truth In icir early estimates of the yearly crop I wheat and other cereals in the civil ed world. In many of the countries I Europe and Asia which figure largely L making up the grand total of the 3arly supply of bread-producing gra'ins to means of gathering accurate infor tation in advance are very inadequate. [uch, therefore, of any advance esti Late must be based upon conjectural )ports rather than positive know idge. Estimates are made, however, and if ley are eyen approximately correct for to current year they are. full of icouragenent for the whe@ producers the United Statew. Whe Jatest itimate of the Agricultid Depprt emit places the American-.'crop for the resent year at 417,000,000 bushels, gamnst 504,000,000 bushels last year. his make a shrinkage of 87,000,000 of aishels on last year's immense crop, it true, but it must be borne in mind iat 50,000,000 bushels of that crop is trried over, giving a visible supply >r the current year of 407,000,000 ishels. Allowing that the Ioimie con imption will be about the same as in 182, when it reached 280,000,000 bush 9 there will be a surplus of .87,000, bushels for exportation, if needed. Will it be needed? To answer this iestion reliance must be )laced upon timates, time accuracy of Which can )t be absolutely vouched for. The ienna Congress estimat"s the total op of eighteen countries at 950,000, 10 bushels, or fifteen per cent, below te average crop, leaving a shortage of )t less than 160,000,000 bushels to be led by American wheat. This is a rger amount than the average for gn demand and can hardly fail to 30p the prices strong. If the estimates are any where near curate they are very eneouraging to e commercial interests of this country. he old world wants the wlhcat and the )w world has It to spare and nobody se has. The present situation fur shes all the conditions for a prosper is year's trade. Croaking is not in der at. this stage of the proceedhngs. Gossip about Gloves, We shall in time have a whole library the wardrobe, and if every article of oparel finds as entertaining a chroni sr as gloves have found in Mr. T. W. eck, books about clothes will be imnbered among the most interesting at have over issued from the press. r. Beck traces the history of the ove from the primitive hand-shoe of e earliest times down to the many ittoned monstrosity of t eday. In hied, like all authors, to magnify his bject, . Beck claims for gloves a )scent so .1ent that it is impossible arrive rt any certain conclusion )out their age, and so noble, that at 1e time they were only worn by royal irsons or royal blood. Prehistoric ve-men are believed to have worn oves; the ancient liebrews wore emi, and they were adopted by Greeks id Romans. Thie latter were believed have introduced them into Britain. lie early Eaglish, according to Beo ulf, .hnd gloves. Before they were garded as a mark of royal descent the liurch claimed then as her owin. rom the time when Bloniface VIII as buried with gloves "of wihite silk nutifully worked with the needle and namented with a rich border studded ith piearls" to the present (lay, they wve higulred as part of ecclesiastical >parel. Thomas -a-Becket, thme Canm rbury saint, wore gloves at his inter ent, andl many another Church dig tary has been laid in the grave with chiy- embroidered gloves on his tolded mids. In the inventory of Winchester rinity Church, made in 1552, wve read "j payre of redi gloves with tasselles rought with venis (Venice) gold;" idi even long after the liestoration der use was mnaintainecd. In 1678, ~rhaps much against the bishops' will, toi old custom wvas still enftorcedl "to ake presents of gloves to all pers9ons at come to the consecration dinners ad others." In Gernmany and Franee, I well as in this country, gloves oc py a place among the regalia, and as key frequently appear in med iaeval anuscrip~ts we know that they were hite, and had wvide pointed cuffs. At lirst gloves weore usually made of men, afterwards of silk. Gloves for 'di nary wear-wh en the practical ritish mind1( discovered that they would I an acqjuisition to our every-dlay garb -were made of tanned leather; such ere the gloves of Ihenry VI, which, mough undoubtedly useful, were far' om ornamnental. Mon anid bonys wore eves long before women adopted emi, and the same extra~vaganmce in eves which is noted among fashion .e ladies to-day was practiced by the mndies of the sixteenth century.. A mir of Queen Elizabeth's gloves have 30en preservedl, which, though "of ury fine wvhite leather, wvorked with >ld thread," are of a size at which our abi onable beauties weould standl hhast. Good Queen Bess, however, .md a hand that was lit to wvield a :eptre. Tihe thumb of her glove was Inches long, and the palm measured inches across. Another royal glove is been preserved in llenry Viii's hawkes glove," iln which, if the origi 11 bears any likeness to the illustra on, a goodly number of "hawkes" muld Iim a comfortable resthing-place. .s hawking, when by our forefathers mducedl to a science, had its owvn pecu tr vocabulary, it had also Its own oves, sometimes, as those of King [enry, large and clumsily made, but ostly richly embroidered, edged andl ned, with heavy tassels to correspond. erhaps time reason why somne of thiese Lwking gloves are really artistically 'orked is that ladles likewise took part the sport of hawking. Archery wais riother. pastime hl~ which they were roficient, amid iany a tid. for "shoot ag-gloyos for my nistress"' occurs in1 le jiccouints of the stewards of thiose mes. Mr. Bleck discourses pleaIsantly coin 3rning mll nganner of gloves-royal, ihbean; anneting, minetary jdicial1 and ecclesiastical. Some times his zeal carries hint away when he speaks of the white gloves of the Judge as being a "foretaste of the millennium," but he is generally reasonable and always readable. Of more interest to the glove wearers of to-day is his account of the gloves of famous Queens. Queen Elizabeth's gloves were of fine white leather worked with gold thread, and lined in the cuffs with drab silk. Mary Queen of Scots' gloves cost -16. with out ornaments, the latter costing 50s. more. One of them, which is still pro serveu, was of light bull leather, vith a gauntlet embroidered with silver wire and various colored silk, and lined with crimson satin. The elaborately em broidered gloves of the sixteenth con tury were adorned with flowers worked in silk with such exquisite fidelity as to render them veritable needle )aint ing. How long gloves have been in com mon use is diflicult to ascertain, but we know that on the Continent they were worn at the time of Charlemagne,whie in England still "we went on in benight ud ignorance, careless of culture, des titute of gloves. Saxons succeeded Britons, the Danes came and went, and the Normans came and (lid not go, be Core gloves had a recognized place in :ur national costume." From that time rorth they have miaintained their place, ind in the sixteenth century we find ,loves of leather and silk, t'he latter ften knitted. Besides describing their tistory, the author of "Gloves" ac luaints its with their svmbolical mean ing. Gloves have been signs of faith, security, promises; they entered into transactions of tenure, and formed p)art of medivuval rent. But as they were a token of hostility, they were ilso often a peace-offering or a gift on mny special occasion, such as Now Year's and Easter Day, at betrothals, weddings, and funerals; they were worn as favors by chivalrous lovers, and after going through all these stages ire now a cominon necessity, worn Among "all sorts an.d conditions of Lutiored by Beauties, "Nt-xtl" said a piquant aid rather pretty girl withi a towel in one dimpled hand and a inzor i the other. 8he ulanced down a inc of eight customers who were awaiting their turn in the new barber shop in Ikoad street, near Wall, Now York. A young inun with (lelicato golden lair, care fully parted in the middle, jumped i) so :puickly that he let. Iall his eye-glass. lie Aropped into the cml)ty barber's chiir and )rossed his feet convulsively on the stool. rlree barber chairs were ranged along 3i(de this one; at two of them young ladies were shaving slims and at the other a pretty brunette was dyeing black the inoustache of a gentleman itxt3 -llve years old. The young lady who had said "Nextl" in such a matter-of-course way, as if it were the twenty thousandth time she had liaved somie one, put one arm around the ,op of the chair, at which the young man with hair like an autumn leaf wriggled his feet again. She dipped a brush into a rand nev cup nud began to p-iint his face is it she wer.3 working on a canvas. r'et the fair barber took a tiny instru neat loolkng like a miniature curry-comb with only one row of teeth loft, and drew it gently over the young nan's face. lie meouraged the fair barber to talk, and she rattled away about the new style of fall Jonnets, Oscar Wilde, the latest thing in 1oaks and the last love story. When the ihaving was finished the young man ung .red to have his hair shampooed, and then ~o have it cut,, iind finally to have his nustache waxed. When all these opera-. ions were through he tore hitiself reluc ,atntly fromt the chair. ilankers, speculators in stocks and lash onable young men about t )wnl came in to ct shlavedi or to get their hair combed. TIhe four young ladies were neatly iressed, intelligent and modest. They adi formerly been diressmnakers and saidl ~hey hiked their new accupation very much, or the customers none wante:i a "quick shave.'' none hail to catch a traim. Every oiie wvas satisfied to sit twenty minutes in his chair, and it lie had been obliged to sit there an houm lie would have been dlelighited. When the girls pu't the snow white towels around the young gentlemen's nlecks, andi lingered to tuck them carefully in, when they tickled the0 young customers uder the chini with their Fingertips In rubbing tile lather into tile bristling beard; when they bent dowin over the young men's faces to inspect a micioscop)ic mole, th ag t ition and delir ious jOy of these youths may be more easily limagined tihan deteribedl. With a p~refound sense of the pleasure they had taken in being shavedi and shampooed, mnany of the young men offered a dollar andl a half when they had piut On their rivercoats and were readty to go cut. Their astonishment was great when they learned that only the ordinary fees were charged. Some saidi it was equal to a night at the grand opera, a Tiurkish bath andl the Arnon ball all thrown into one. An unbroken stream of the fashion and finance of Wall street and tile Produce Exchango poured imto the shop all day. Tihe place was handsomely fittedi up. T1hie four feminine barbers chatted wittily and incessantly and said enough in the course of the day to liii aii encyclopedia. A Cuarlous womb,. In the ancient bu'.rying.ground at East IBxford, in Alsssachmusetts, there is a curious tomo, which is vIsited by many peolie in the course of a year, This is the tomt> of Generah Solomon Law,.who was burled hero in 1861, and who died at the age of seventy-nine years. It was designed by himself, and has on either side of the entrance two handsome white marble gravestones, erected to the memory of his three wives, who are also interredl here. On each stone are carved picttures of two of his wives. 'The first two. are repro. senltedl with their children around them and infat In their alin9. They are sit. ting in antiqJue chiis with straight backs. The two wives represented on the second stone are sitting in Inodern .rohiqg chairs beside a cntre-table, on whi~ih al boioks. Tihe fourth wife is still hiving, When the arijacent ground ws used for a muster. field, thle tomb was always opened for one day, and the, general's regimnenta's were exhibited there, in acooidance Wit's direc ins In his wil. The Beautiful in Hlosiery. Recent importations of fine silk stock ings for ladles. are simpler in design than were former fashions. Striped hose are gone. So also are those fancy things which were adorned with flowers and birds and snakes. To a reporter a bright, clever sales woman in a retail store said: "The styles t-:s year arc-I was going to say they are just too lovely for anyhixng. but you newspaper men make so much fun of that expression, I guess I won't use it. But indeed the now styles are lovely. They are in such exquisite shattes; will I show you some? Certain ly. Tnis is the latest shade. It's called the electric blue. Everything's electric blue this winter. Too pale? Yes, I think so. too. Now, here's some of the newest heavy ribbed goods. Did you ever see anything t) neat and so pretty and so rich? Here's a silver lavender, and here's a turquoise, autt here's a Rursian blue, and hero's a jet black, and horo'e an orango, and-Oh, just look--hero's the ashes of roso Isn't it purfectly beautiful? In my opinion the ashes of rose-horo's the ashes of ro-o-but I bog pardon, what did you so) ? Can we tell by the size of the foot whether the stocking will fit the ankle? Oh, yes; you soe-but won't you please excuse me here comes one of my customers. I'll snd our buyer to you. He knows a great deal more about hosiery than I do. Indeed he does." "There's no trouble about the fit," said the buyer. "Fine silk is very elastic. It will give either in breadth or length. If it is too broad it will be come the right size by pulling it up higher. Soo how thisatocking stretches. It will fit the log like a kid glove fits the hand. The sizes range from eight to ten. In Baltimore the average is from eight to eight and a half. In Boston and Chicago it is from nine to nine and a half, and in New York from eight and a half to nine. It is a well known fact among hosiery dealeas that the women in Baltimore have the smallest feet in the country. Why, there's not a day passes without some lady asking for soven and a half, which is a girl's sizo, I said 'asKing,' but that was a slip of the tonguo. They don't ask for any particular size. Nor do we guess at the size, We show them the different shades, and they make their selections apparently without noticing the size, There, are of course, exceptions to this, but why most of the women of Bnltimore should be so diplomatic about buying stockings is something I can't soo any reason for. If I wore in Boston or Chicago or St. Louis I could readily unterstand the object., "Yes, there are lots of high-pricod stockings sold in Baltimore. Here's a pair worth $15. This style is known as the Czarina. Each stocking is Anada in pairs and then wovon together after the manner of an Indian shawl. There are four or fivo distinct colors in thi- design. The Czarina, the sandal fronts and other freaks of fancy designing, are worn in the evening and at parties. Black stock ings arc worn at all times and are very popular. The foot and ankle look smaller in black than in any other color. "The fashions in hosiery are set by the women themsolycs. When I went to Europe this summer, I found that the manufacturers had been making striped hose. As the tcmnoney in this country was toward solid colors, Amori can buyers give orders accordingly The striped was immediately put aside, and the manufacture of solid colors be gun. They are now working <day and night to Atpply the domnid. The best silk stockings sell from $4 to $15 a pair, Silk hose for babies sell for $2,50 a pair. They Dranak hinm Upi. In the neighborhood of Marseilles, not long ago, was discovered an ancient Romnan burying-ground, containing, among other interesting graves, that of Consul Calus Septiimus, whorein a quant ity of antique weapons and coins woro found, and, moreover, an amiphora the inscription upon01 which was all b~ut illegible--conttatinfing a small quantity of a thick, reddish liquor, Th'ie am phora, emptied of its contents, wa~s sub mitted to the inspection of au eminent archw ,logist, whlo, after b~estowingj ex traordinairy pains on the deciphering of the mu tilatedl characters engraveni upon0 its surface, declatred it to be his opmnion tliat they indicated the presence of genuine Falernian within the vessel, adding that Caius Septimus, a jovial consul of considerable repute as a judge of good wine, had obviously ordered that a flask o1 the beat vintage in his cellar should be buried wilth him. The scientific gentleman who had dis covered the consul's grave and taken possession of Its contents, upon learn intg the true character of then liquid relic in question, at onooe started for Paris with his Falernin in a glass decanter, and, there arived, invited a dozen of his friends, members of the Academty of Inscriptions, to a dinner at one of the loading restaurants. At desert lie pro duced the "consul's wIne," carefully poured it into four tiny ttgueur glasses, and handed it round to his guests, ex horting them to drink it reverently and upstanding, to the Immortal memory of Claiuis Septimus. The glasses had scarcely been emptied when a telegram was brought in Iby the head-waiter on a salver, and laid before the founder of the feast. He opened aund glanced at it, andl then, letting it fall to the floor, lk'id from ),he room, with a' cry of ter rible ogony. Ono of the startled Academijolans picked up the message and read it aloud. It ran as follows: '4Marseilles, 7 p. m. Don't drink con tents of amphora. Not Falarnian at all. Have deciphered inscription on foot, which previously escaped my notice. Red liquid is body of Consul Calus, liqified by special embalming process." But the friendly warning came too late. The archmoelogist and his Academical colleagues had drank up the consul to his last drop. -The old dIndustry of ghtss making has had such a revival in Venice that 15,000) people new make beads, while many others are employed in glass-blow ing ndm moanIc. THE VERDICT THE PEOPLE. BUY THE BEST! M. J. 0. BOAO-Dear Sir: I bought the rst Davis Machluo sold by you over fve year ago for my wife who has given it a long and fair trial. I ant welli pleased with it. It never aives any rouble, and is as good as when frst bought. J. W. 1301.101 Winnsboro, S. C., Aprli 1883. Mr. BOAG: 'i ou wish to know what I have to say In regard to the Davis Machine bought of youthree ears ago. I feel I can't say too much In is favor. made about $80,00 within ive months, at times running It so fast that the needle would get per fect hot from friction. I feel confident I could not navo done the same work with as much ease and so well with any other machine. No time lest in adjusting attachments. The lightest running machine i have ever treadled. Brother James and Williams' families are as much pleased with their Davis Machines bought or you. I want no better machine. As I said before, I don't think too much can be said for the Davis Machine. ltespectfully, EI..EN STEVENsoN, FalrIii4l County, April, 1883. M It. BoAO: My macnine gives me perfect satts ractiou. I flud no fault with it. The attachments Ire so simple. I wish for no better than the Davis Vertical 1'ced. ltespectfulfly. MRs. R. MILLING. Fairfield county, April, 1883. M a. tiOAa: I nougnt a Daavis Vertical Feed ciw ing Machlue from you four years ago. I am Ditghted with It. It never has given me any rouble, and has never been the least out of order. it is as good as when I first bought it. I can cheerfully recolniaend it. Rtespectfully, hitS. M. J. KIKL.AND. MontIcello, April 30. 1883. This li to certiry that I have been using a Dayis Verticail Feed Sewing Machine for over twoyears, purehased of Mr. .1. 0. Hong. I haven't found it ipssessed of any fault-all the attachments are so 41i dmo. It never refuses o) work, and is certatuly the ightest running in thei market. I conaider it it iirat-class machine. Very respect fully MINNIK Ai. WI.m.lNUAM. Oakland, Fairfield county. S. C. ANI JIOAG: I an weit yteaset in every particu with the Davis Machine [ought of you. I think t first,-chtss machine III every respect.. You knew root sold several tnachines of the same make to Jilerent menbors of our fainilles, all of whom, is far as I know, tire well pleased witn them. Iespectfully, Muts. M. HI. Moin.xv. - Fairfield county, April, 1883. Thiissto certify we nave na in constant use the Davis Machine bought of you about three years ago. As we take in work, and have made the price of it. several (lines over, we don't want any letter machlue. It is always ready todo any kind if work we have to (o. No puckering or skipping stitches. We can only say we are well please tant wish no better machine. CATmIIICa9NI WvLIKr AND SIRTIEU. April 25, 183. I have no lault to ud with rmy machine, and lon't want any better. I havo made the price of t severa. times by taking in sewing. It is always ,eady to do its worK. I think it a firat-class ma inie. I feel I can't say too much for the Davis Vortical Feed Machine. Mus. TuOMAS SMITH. Fairlield county, April, 1883. Mn. J. 0. IJoAa-Dear Sir: it gives me miuch plewasure to testify to the merits of the Davis Ver ical Feed Sewing Machine. The machine I got of FOG about live years ago. has been almost in con. et amat use ever since that tiune. I cannot see that it is worn any, and has not cost mec one cent for repairs sineni we have had it. Am well ipleasedi and dion't wish for any better. Yours truly, lionT. CR AIWVonD, (Iranite Quarry, inear Winsboro S. C. WVe have used the Davis Vertical Feed Sewing hiachiine for the last five years. We would not liavc any othier mnake at any price, 'The mnachine has given us unbounden satisfaction, Very respectfully, MRS. W. K. ToUcuNi AND DAuUGHT~lsl Fairfield counity. S. C., Jan. 21, 1883. tiaving botught a Davis Vertical Feed Sewing Machine fromt Mr. J1. 0. Bong somne three yearsa ago, anad it haviug given me perfect satisfaction ii every respect aa tamihly machine, both tar heavy md iight sewing, andu never needed the least re pair in anmy way, I cani ciaeerfulily recommendi it to any one as a first-class umachine ini every particu lar, and think it second to none. It Is one of the simaplest machines madoe; my cildren use It with all ease. 'Thle attachments are more easily ad justed and it does a greater range of work by ieanis of its Vertical eced~ tihan anty other ma chine I have ever seen or used. Mns. TuoMAs OWINOS. Winnsboro, Fairfild county, S. U. We have bad one of the DavIs Macnines about femur years anid have always foundl it ready to do all ikindis of wort we have had occasion to do. Can't see that the machine is worn any, and works us well its when new. MRS. W. J. CRAwFORD, Jackson's Creek, Fairfield county, S. C. My wife ia highly pleased with the Davis Ma chine bought of you. She would not take double what she gave for it. Trho machine has not been out of order since she had It, and she can do tiny kindi of work on it. Very IRespectfully, JAB. F. Fuss. Monticello, Frairdekd county, S. C. Th'ie Davis Sewing Machine is simply a freas. i4re. Mn. J. A. GJoonwys. htidgoway, N. C., Jan. 10. 1833. ,J, 0 BeoAc, Esq., Agent--Dear Sir: My wife has been usng a Dhavis Sowin Maehine constant ly for thio past four years, and it has never needed any repairs and~ works just as well as when first bought. She says it will do a greater range of practical work Pand do it easier and better than any machine shte has ever used. We cheerfully recommend it as a No. 1 family machine, Your tru.y, JAB. Q. DAvis. Winnsboro, S. C., Jan. 8, 1883. Ma. BeAch: I have always found my Davis Ma. ehine ready do all kinds of to work I have had oc casion to do. I cannot see that the machine is worn a particle anti it works as weid as when new. Respectfully, Ma is. it. C. GboDiNG. Winnsboro, S. C., A pril,.1888, Mn. BoAG : Myi wife has been constantly using the Davis Machine bought of you about five years ago. I have never regretted buyn it, as it is always ready for any kind of famil seing, either heavy or light. It is never out of AXor needing lepairs.Very respeettu , Fairflld, . 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