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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, . ( .L Maroh. 1668L