The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, November 20, 1883, Image 1
TRI-WEEKLY EDITION- WINNSBORO. S. C.. NOVEMBER 20, 1883.
"IWEARY."
Weary of living, so weary,
Try Ig to 11o down and die,
To find for the sad heart and dreary
The end of the pilgrimage nigh.
Weary, so weary of wishing
For a form that has gone lrom my sight,
For a voice that is hushed to mc over
F or eyes that to ine were so bright.
Weary, so weary, of waiting.
Waliing for synapathy sweet,
For something to love, and to love ine
And pleasures that are not so fleet
For a hand to be hold on imy forehead
A gliupse of the golden brown hair,
F or a tejp that to me was sweet music
Anid a brow that was noble and fair.
Tired, so tired of drifting
Adown the clark stream of life.
Tired of breasting the billow,
The billows of toil and strife,
wisling and waiting so sadly
For love that was an cutest and best,
Willing to die, Oh! so gladly
If that. would bring quiet and rest.
OLAUDLA'S LOVEIS.
"Marry her? No, sir." And Mr.
Marshall Amberg, handsome, wealthy,
thirty-two and a bachelor, shook his
dark head with a deliberate and pro.
nouinced decision.
"Why ilot?" questioned young Dr.
Lane, perseveringly. 'She's a nice)
amiable, light-hearted little girl, though
proud as a princess and pretty as a
picture."
The two friends were leisurely puff.
i ng at their cigarettes in Marshall Amn
berg's own particular sanctum, a cosy,
delightful room upholsered in dark red
leatier and cardinal cloth. A .fire
sparkled in the steel grate, for the late
May evening was chilly. and its cheery
rays fell on well-stocked book cases
darkly bright Turkish rugs and the
thousand and one elegant trilles that in
our modern fashion make perfection.
On the crimsou-covered centre table
a bronzed Mercury held a globe of light
aloft over the latest and most tempting
of magazines and periodicals.
"Lane," caie a drowsy murmur
from the recesses of the host's loung
mng chair, "a pair of bright eyes play
the mischief with you young fellows. I
tell you a man wants something more
than a pretty, well-dressed (loll for a
lfe coilpanion."'
This,"' warmly, "Claudia Denarks
is not!"
Pshawl the girl is a walking fash
ion-plate. Why take her lifel Calls
driving, shopping, the opera and balli
Crowd all these -into one day and you
have it. She'd make a blessed fireside
cobis-dnioi.'
There was an unpleasantness~n the
short laugh tht followed for he' iew
that. taarner ab ,ter wuet, -- UNtu" y
of fashion, lie still cured a good deal
more for her than all the logic of his
well-regulated masculine mind could
reason away.
"By Jove, but you are a bat, Marsh!
Beenuse a girl fresh from school, a
beauty and heiress at that, elijoys with
the keen, unblunted zo-t of a child the
pleasiures so novel, you immtediately
oh,) hang it, o! 1'm not sentimental"
as the elder man muttered a word be
tween his teeth, "but I do think there's
a good deal of gentle, genuine woman
liniess underlying that light, sunshiny
manner of hers. Well," jumping up
and flinging his cigarette into the grate,
"good night, Marsh! Pleasant dreams
of your ideal woman'"
A swift, questioning fear shot
through Marshall Amberg's heart as
his friend stood before him in the
mellow gaslight.
Such a handsome, erect young fel
low, with his easy, soldierly bearing
aid his earnest, resolute face. Hair of
checstnut browvn curled away from a
broad, white brow; dauntless blue eyes
hooked the world cheerily in the face, a
dark mustacho shadowed lips curved
and sweet as a wvoman's.
"Could it be?" thought Mr. Am
berg.
"Lance," with a swift penetrating
ginfrthe fair Claudia yourself."
"11" a sudden wistfulness darkening
tihe frank face. "Why, I daren't as
pire Marsh. A p~retty ilgure I'd cut,
a fellow with little miore than his prac
tice kiieeling at the shrine of your
black-eyed heiress If the case was re
v'ersedl-well,"' abruptly, "by-by, old
boy !" and Lance wvas out of the glow
ii g luxury of his friend's royal bach
4 or quiarters and jolting city wards in
the street car to his own uncomfortable
lodgings.
* * * * * *
June camne, and with it heat intense
even for the maonth. TIhie breath as of
a furnace, blasting through the dusty
city streets, was stifling, uneindurable.
Sao the annual flitting began and Eu
rope, the Catskills, saratoga and the
thousand nminor Summer resorts grewv
thronged with their fashionable merry
city platronts.
Marshall Amberg, lying lazily back
in the cool green gloom of the Vene
tianis, Silppig sherry and seltzer and
carelessly gleaning the latest London
"G rap~hic" with half-shut eyes, issued
ordlers to his valet for a speedy depart
u~re.
"Just as well, perhaps, I'm not going
to Saratoga this Summer," laughingly
sighed this modern philosopher. "I
might, in some rash moment propose to
the lovely Claudia before I was posi
tively sure that it would ho -wholly ad
visab~le to make her Mrs. Marshall
Amberg. When 1 return-by George!
I wish I could forget the saucy little
beauty."l
Miss Demars went too, and with her
the sunshine of Lance Lane's life. All
through the hot, sweltering Summer
weeks lie worked lncessanitly.
"ini labor Is forgotfulniess," and( lie
prayed for forgetfulness. But when
August neared -its ~end and a valIant
biatle had been fought with disease and
city isery, wvith lis own heart sick
ness, lie was but a shadow of his right
stalwart self.
"Take a rest, lad, or order you cof
fi, said 01(d Doctor Walker, tersely,
"and1( when you come back you canl have
my practice."
llis practice! That meant a cool four
thousand per annum! So scarcely know
ing what lie did, he packed his va~lse,
replenished lisa pocket book and bought
a ticket for Saratoga,
Arriving there the cabman drove
him to the best hotel.
"Pliewl" loooking up at the big
stately pile before him, "steep-bills
here. Never mind, it's only once a
yearl"
In the evening he went out on the
veranda and stood leaning against a
column in blessed Idleness, From the
long-lighted parlors behind hin came
a powerful Teutonic voice chanting a
wild song of Fatherland.
A crash of chorus and it died.
There was a rippling murmur of well
bred appause. Then all the pleasant
melody and silvery jingle of men's deep
tones and women's sweeter. laughter
broke out afresh. Lance Lane looked
towards the brilliant background a
minute with bright, mocking eyN
"It is plaini to see you stay fox the
Summer, my friends, or you wouldn't
miss this breeze and moonlight."
Even as he spoke a figure came softly
through one long French window, a
small slender figure in trailing lace
draperies. A long scarf of silky Span
ish lace was flung over her head and
shoulders.
She came slowly forward and clasped
two little sparkling hands on the bal
cony railing. Her face was in profile
-such a lovely, childish face as it was,
with its delicately chiseled features, its
pretty, warm rose bloom, its vivid t
scarlet lips, its eyes darkly brilliant as
black diamonds.
"Miss Demars, say good evening to t
an old friend, will you?"
She turned swiftly at the sound of I
his voice, her whole face luminous, and t
held out one fair, jeweled hand in gra- m
cious greeting.
"You, Dr. Lane! I did not know you
were in Saratoga. Ai, you have been t
ill" Y
"Yes," with a queer, sad smile: "all N
work and no play was making Jack a c
dull boy."
For an hour or more they walked to
gether up and down the long pleasant
balcony, and when they paused at last e
to say good-night, all the white weari
ness had vanished from Lance Lane's
face.
Something lie saw in the shy, droop
ing eyes before him, in the soft rose
blushes, deepening to carmine; some- t
thing he heard in the low, sweet voice f
thrilled his heart with new fire and s
courage. How pretty she looked in l
the white moonshine-how pretty.
He bent till his lips almost brushed
the loose lace on her hair.
Breaking the old chain of reserve, l
trampling beneath his leet the crumb
lin rr'ers of\1Yank and wealth, he o
srang 'as nao Y-ngW-wmQ bI}
sweetest in God's wide world to the
woman who loves her lover. a
Three weeks later.
In the New York bound train sat 1
Mr. Marshall Amberg. His summer i
trip was over and lie was c6iming back a
with the determined resolution-for 0
better for worse-to miarry Claudia h
Demars.
"I love her and I can't battle against cc
fate any longer," lie told himself, de- .
cisively. "Good heavonl What's 1
that?" a
A horrible, ru mbling, shivering n
shock! A sudden rocking, swaying b
motion! A fall through space, confu- si
sion, shrieks, darknessi p
"Fell down an embankmenut!" head- c
ed the next morning papers, and among n
the paragraphs was the followingi: 0
"Much honor and thanks are due to si
one woman, known and esteemed inl n
our highest circles-Miss Claudia De- e
mars
"Throughout the agony and confu- 12
sion of the 'disaster she aided materially i:
in relieving the sufferers by her quick 1:
helpfulness and generous self-sacrifice. c
"It was not discoverd till the last of g
the victims had been remnovedl that she (1
herself had been injured, and at last t
accounts was'unconscious from exhiau- t
stioni. "
But one little incidlent trans~piredl f
away up in a lonely contry farm house ~
that the city papers never knew. C
Into the presence of thme woman who ~
had so grandly proven the true nobility C
underlying her higher, happier unaturo,
fillied with bitter self-reproach and pas
sionately dlecidedl j udgmeint, Marsh all ~
Amuberg came.
lie did not see the shabby room, the
dilapidated furniture, the tawdry pa
p~ermg.
He knelt down beside tho low, white I
bed, where a frail helpless figure lay,
and humbly asked her to be his wife.
Love should be all loyal! All coinfi
denit! Had lie waited and doubted too
long?
But even as he spoke the -door wvas
flung wide open and Lance strode in
aiid straight up to the bedlside, to the 9
p~aie little face lifted in such tender
brightening at his coming.
"My darling, my darlinigl" he caught
her alnost fiercely in his loviing eager
arms. "I came as soon as I heard
mny own brave darling!"
She looked silently at Aambherg.
lie was answeredlI
Pectroleum.
This peculiar product-called a]
"mineral" in the othicial documients,]
because it is supp~losed to have beenii
p~roducedl, geologically, from coal-i
now constitutes one of the most im- t
portant of the country's exports, It
may not eventually prove to be a mine
ral in any other sense than is implied .
by Its being found ini the subterranean
rocks, for it is not yet certain that it is]
not produced from measureless midl- 4
ions of a minute marine shell fIsh that]
once lived in the ancient seas. What- I
ever it is, a prodiuct of coal, or of what
was once i~ form of animal life, it Is <
essentially made of carbon and hydro
gen, and is provinig to be an invaluable
addition to the world's possessions.
It seems strange that this substance, 4
so early known, should have remained, ]
during all these centuries, utnused
except by some of time followers of
Zoroaster, who have for a long time
utilized naptha springs at Baku, on, the
shores of the CJaspian Sea, to keepl)
alive their perpetual fire.
Jules verne.
Universal ais is the reputation of M.
Fules Verne, and much as lie is admir.
id as an author, but little is knowi of
is private life. To make his acquain
;ance it is better not to go to his plea.
uat home at Amiens, where he would
)e almost too deep in his work to re
3eive his Visitors, but to see him oi
board his small yacht wheni he is cruis
ng off the coast of France. You will,
,hen. beside the author, admire the
nan See him walking the decK, now
isscatain lying commands to his two
now busy with sail and reef,
,is fine face lit up with evident delight
tt the prospect of a long holiday on the
lea, and .you will understand something
>f the vigorous vitality which is the
)re-emmnliit characteristic of all his
vorks. M. Jules Verne is about fifty
rears old; his hair and beard are turn
ng white, and his once supple and ele
,ant figure is beginning to give way to
comfortable embonpoint, but his in
elligent face is still full ot youthful
rdor. A veritable sailor does he look
a his blue pea-jacket and leather sou'
vester, not differing in outward ap
tearance from his mates, whose adora
ion of their Captain is only marred by
uis indifference to flshing, a sport dear
o their hearts. One of them, talking
>f his master with enthusiasm and af
ection, said with the deepest convic
ion, "lHe has but one fault:-he does
iot know anything about fishing, and
Pelieves in a fish only when lie sees itat
lie end of his fork. How can a man of
uch superiority be afilicted with such
defect?" The master, however
liougli himself not inclined to share
he favorite pastime of his men, does
ot interfere with their pleasure, and
vill often watch their operations when
n a caln day tackle and lies are pro
ced, and the two fishermion prepare
or work, sometimes disturbed by a
iocking remark of the Captain or gall
d by his hearty laugh when an heroic
sh1 returns to its elenieut before it can
e secured.
After a few months of such holiday
ife Jules Verne returns to his home re
reshed and strengthened for his win
3r's work, his ever-active brain full of
resh ideas gathered in earth, sky, and
3a., "lie is but a story-teller." Yes,
e is but that; but a story-teller such
s Diderot had in his mind when lie
udi, "Let us tell stories, my friends.
Vhile we are telling them the story of
fe is being told and we are happyl "
robody ever escaped the fascination
uid charm with which lie draws to him
te and all who once enter his domin
te as the Jiouy11mh1ms of Swift, but
ways living, moving, breathing be
igs, whose changing fate you watch
itlh breathless anxiety. M. Jules
Ferne's genius is such as to create an
ifility of beings, which lie takes from
1 classes of society. "le, above all
Lhers," says M. Claretic in the charm
Ig little sketch of M. Jles Verne
hi0h h Ia.; just appeared in the series of
Celebrites Conteimporaines," "hI ias
>lved the problem of making even the
tost insignificant appear interesting,
ad in the midst of a new world full of
arvels and monsters we are imprcssed
y the convincing truthtuiness of the
.eno to such a degree that we, a
rosaic generation of the nineteenth
entury. lose all power of logic and can
ot but believe in the truth and reality
f his improbable--nay, iinpossible
-enes. But however Impossible they
lay seem, his steamboats, serpents,
lepliants, locomotives, Indians, idols, i
md monsters have spread over .Europe,
een applauded at Brussels, exhibited
i London,advertisedl at Vienna eager
,' awaited at New Yerk; and this not
lnly for a short period of time: their
lory is lasting, and thousands are still
ay by (lay amused and1( instructed by
lie fruits of J. Verne's rich imagina
ion." Though dlestinmed for the bar
.Verne soon foumi that the true field
or his labors wvas literature, and after
nveral attemplts to succeedl at the Ex
hange or to emigrate, he devoted him
nlf to his real vocation, and at the age
f about thirty p~ublished his first vol
me. The world-wvide fame %vhich
rem its first appearance attended thme
ournal Rtound thme WVorld in Eighmt;
)a!/s, none of his other wvorks have
eached, yet each and all of thgm have
en devoured by thiousand~s of adven
uire-loving readers, for the inamne travel
r's instinct runs through all. To whom
as not thme North Pole appeared the
ery centre where all earthly interests
re concenitratedl, wvhile reading T1he
1(drenturears of Ciaptain Ilattera s, The/u
hildren of (Captain (Grant,, or L'The
Un~'lishm at te North P'ole/ Who has
met been far' above the clouds withl the
dIvenitures of F"ive W ee-ks in a Balloont
!'he Voyagq'e to thme Moon and two
I housand AMites Betlo the Sea were as
agerly read as M. Ju tles Verne's for
nor books, anid each in its turn made
dlmilrinig multitudes recognize ' more
ully that the author's kingdom is the
miverse, the surface and the centre of
arth, inhabited as well as desert
egions. With each newv volume anoth
r, world is exp~lored, a world pepled
vith strange, fantastic creatures whose
rery absurdity attracts and enchants.
3efore beginning to write a new story
if. Verne carefully studies the country
vhich lie is about to explore gatherling
nforimation on all possible bletails and
lien clothing them in the garb of his
>owerful imagination, Love, In most
i the author's works, shines by its ab
once. Queer scholars, full of fantastic
deas, and hardy adventurers, such as
'erg usson, I1latterns, Clo wbonny
flenarvaii, Pagauel Arronax, Captain
Remno, Micelml Ardant, and Phineas
toegg give rich life to his pictures; but
Limong all the thousand unexpected
>riginal details, love and passioni hid
io room.
-Charles Goodnight has the largest
~attle ranch in thme world at the head of
Red.River, Texas. He began buying
and four years ago, 270,000 acres at 35
:ents an acre. T[he price has risen to
12 an acre, Ho is stIll buying. Hie
fontrol5 7100,000 acres. To enclose his
ands 250 miles of fence is required.
Lie hna 40.000 cattle.
1o Voyazo Oo.-ed u11.
A small, black-eyed ld applied at the
Mulberry street polico station, San Fran
0150o, for lodgi'g. H limped painfully
as he walked, and his clothing was old
and muih worn. He said he had arrived
in Now York on thesteamer Egypt. To
a reporter he told this sttry:
"My name is William Keene and I am
16 years old. My father is Capt. Charles
Keene, a music dealer and proprietor of
a music hall at Mlarket and Third
streets in 8-n Francisco. We reside at
1,515 Tartar street. 3 took a notion to
to go to sea, and my father finally let
me go, saying ue voyage would eiye
me. I shipped as an f'tpprentice on the
Snow & Burgess; that. A I Ivas a cabin
boy, and worked out on deck, too. As
soon as we got out to sea I was treated
dreadfully, especially by ecoond Mato
Lewis, who beat me many times, and
worked me until my foet got so sore I
couldn't wear shoes, and could hardly
top on them. Ha only allowed me to
sleep between four and flive hours out
of the twenty-four, and on many nights
made me wcrk right through."
"HO gave me that punishment once
because I hadn't foaud time to grind
the coffee, he had kept me so busy at
other things.' That night he made me
grind coffee all night. He was just as
cruel to the sailors and other boys. I
saw him give the sailors black eyes two
or three times. The first ma e was al
most as cruel, but didn't do so much
striking. The stoward, George Chase,
who lives somewhere hero u New York.
was as bad as the second mate, and I
don't know whaL the sailors would have
done to either one of them if they had
found the chance.
"Harry Brown, another boy, 16 years
old, had worse luck, though, than I,
for the mate pounded hm Just as much,
and finally knocking him overboard
and he was drowned. Harry Brown
was from some place in New York
State. He told me he gave some men
in San Francisco some money to put
him on board the Snow & Burgess the
day she sailed. Both the mates were
mad about it, and they made it as bad
for him as they could. Uut lie had the
.advantage of me one way, for he was
four hours on and four hours oil, and
could got plenty of time to sloop, while
I was never sure of getting evon my four
or five hours, and was sleepy and tired
au tao time.
"One day Harry Brown was upc n the
rail fixing a sail when the second mate
came along, and, finding fault with the
way he had fixed it, struck him a blow
in the stomach and knocked him over
board, William Smith, the bo'son
sprang over after Harry, One of the
to get tihe life buoy, and drifted about a
mile away from the ship. They put out
a boat for him, but he didn't get Harry,
though the boat went right over him
once Just as he went down, Bo'Wenl
Snuth never said much, but ho waskind
to everybody, and I never saw him
strike a blow. - The Captain hardly ever
came out,. Bometimes he stayed in for
days at a time. Ifo had a st ok of
novels, and wias reading them all the
time,
"When we got to Liverpool the mate
put me in irons below. I s'poso lie
thought I would get ashore and tell on
him. But some of the sailors told me
they got even with him, for one night,
when he was ashore, they got him into
some scrape or other, had him arrested,
and lie was fined thirty shillings.
"The night before the ship sailed the
mate took me out of the irons and put
me ashore. Lie put my chest off with
me. S me of the sailors had told me
about the American Consul. I went
first to a boarding hcuse, but it was
burned in a day or two, and I lost my
chest, with my clothmng, and whlat little
money [ had. Then I went to the Con.
sul. He took my story down ini a book
with all about Harry Browvn. Then he
arranged for my passage in the .Isgypt.
I was treated well while I was on board
of hier. I stayed for two or three days
at Castle Garden after I got here."
Diversionsm of1 Olub LIf.
There is probably no club that has
not its own pacuhiar game of chance.
Some of them are very queer and
unique. They always take p~recedence
of such common games as poker, euchre
pin-pool or odd and even, because they
can be played withocut carda and with.
out attracting attention. Uneofe these
games wvas instituted in the Union Club
in New York. ft was called "colored up
and colored down." Th'luso who would
play it sat in the club bow-window.
Four men were a compliment. The
game was regulated by the number of
colored citizens that walked up and
downi the street. -One player would
take the pavement up on one side, au
other down on the same side, a third up
on the other side and a fourth doewn. If
a colored person passes by during thle
progress of the game it is lilo a winning
hand at poker. Up or (town or either
side counts for sonic one player and he
rakes in the pot. This game was at
one time such a mania among New York
club men that colored processions have
been turned I rom their routes and paid
liberaliy to pass certain club windows
in certain directions. On one occasion
a club man paid $25 to the colored
knights whQ were about to turn out to
pass northward by the window. An
other (lub man unearthed the plot and
doubled the bonus for the same preces
sion to go by the same window ini a
southerly direction. These two men
began a game of' 'colored tip and colored
down ' and sat in the window sli hours
waiting for that procession. Alas, uin
forseen trouble lad developed about the
finances and the knights did not turn
out at all. This illustrates the game.
It may be played by a mere novice with
p~erfect success, provided enough
colored people pass by on his side of tho
street.
Another club gameil ''crack-sep,''or
"gutter-step," If there is a stretch of
pavement in sight which is laid with
broad stones instead of bricks It is cus
tomary to bet upon the number of cracks
a passer-by will step on. The number
must necessarily vary with~ the length
of the stride of the party passing, mak
ing the game thereby an unertain one.
If there is a gutter plate over a guttel
in the pavement it is entertaining t(
some to bet on pedestrians stepping or
or over it. A curious fact is that uovei
out of ten step on the plate and It hi
necessary to give odds if you are betting
open.
Betting on corners which certain
passers-by may turn is akzo a club pas.
time. The color of passing horses is some.
times made thE subject of wagers also,
and betting on whether the collar of the
next man passing is standing or turn
down Is a cheerful diversion of the same
system. At the table fly-loo is also an
exhilarating recreation for the intelo.
tual young men who find pleasure in
such diversions. Each player has a
lump of sugar before him, and If a fly
lights on a lump the other players pay
the proprietor thereof the staked per
centage. Sueh are some of the games
which beguile the monotony of life for
club men.
An Amateur Lawyer.
A Yankee, named Mather, who had
been for twelve years in an insurance
office, was in Cincinnati, out of work,
and living Onl ten cents a day. ie had
a room with a certain Mrs. Sterne,
and as his bill there was assuming re
spectablo proportions, and he had no
nnediate prospects of being able to
liquidate, he decided to "skip by the
light of the noon.'' That very day his
landlady inquired, "Aren't you a law
yer, Mr. Mather?" Quick as thought
he responded, "Yes." "Well,'" said
Mrs. Sterne, "I want to get your ad
vice. My husband has left nie and
wants to get hold of the policy of in
surance on his life, which I have. Can
he do so and sell it back to the con
pany?" Mr. Malther examined the
policy, and feeling doubtful on one
poinit, told her lie would advise her the
following morning. lie repaired at
once to the law 0111ce of a friend, and
in an off hand way gained the inforima
tion lhe desired and the following day
gave his iinal decision to Mrs. Sterne.
11 had then accumulated a few dollars
and asked his landlady the amount of
his bill. "Why, you are not going are
you! I hoped you would board out
your bill against ine for your advice."
."hiat's so, we lawyers can't advise for
nothiiig. But I must go to-day. How
much is your bill?'' "Twelve dollars "
said she. "Well, you're a hard work
ing little woinan, and, if you'll give mec
$8 I'll call our account square, though
I would charge anybody else $50."
Mrs. Sterno handed over the money
with ilany expressions of appreciatiol'
and her guest departed-not penniless
and owig for his lodgings, but free of
debt, and having $8 in his pocket. The
lwd'X'itofi'hottev.a.thaJm Jponnyv
which he quickly rose to a position of
atlluence, and almost his first act after
becoming established in a biusiiiess
yielding an income of $50,000 a year,
was to hunti up Mrs. Sterne and send
her a check for $10,000, with the story
that I have here told. Of course the
naines given are not the real ones, but
this sharp Yankee is now a prominent
business iai in a large New England
city; andu the story 1 have related I
liearl froinl his own lips.
l1:4t sesaons.
'i ow often do the hat seasons
change?"
. "T wice a year. On the first Saturday
im March and the first Saturday in
September the seasons are said to open. '
"l it the deiands of the customers
or the ideas of the manufacturer that
inaugurate new styles?"
"Iin rare cases te former, but gene
rally the hatter. With most buyers
our represenitations of what is in fash
ion sell the particular hat we wish to
dispose of. Of course there arc styles
of which there are manly forms, allied
to each other by a general resemblance
yet each member of this 'hat family,1
if it may so be termedl, differs in so1m'
particular fromn ev'ery other. Take for
imatanice the still' hat with a mediun
height, of crowvn and curved brim; here
are the samples of seventy-six kinids of
hats, all of which I have in stock, and
110 two are exactly alike, yet all may be
saidl to bear aL general resemblance.
One pattrlon imay' fancey a little wideri
brim thani another, or a higher crown,
or somc little peculiarity scarcely visi
ble to trie eye. While the mamirmac
tuirer sets thme styles alloait, we cater to
the iindiv'idual tastes of patrons in this
llinnner.'
"D)o you not have custonmers who al
ways wear the same style of hat?"
"Bless me, yes! I have customers
who have tradied with imc continuously
for thirty-three years, and some of them
imsist upon01 wearing ai style of liat of
twenty yeairs aigo. They have lost aill
interest in keepinig up with the fash
ions, but put their moiiey cut for solid1
comifort and~ what will wvear. For one
such patron, who wvould wecar nothing
but ai wide, stilt brimmed hat with a
six-inch crown, slightly peaked, I had
a dlozeni hats maade a year ago from IL
patterni twenty-five years out, of (late.
Th'le old man~l bought, three of the hats,
anid fell dlead soon after. I have the
nine hats remnaiing, and, unless I can
get ai contract for supplyinmg the in
maIles of a lunatic asylumn, they will be
prietty suire to remain in thi'cellar."
"There are others who keel) UP with
the changes ini styles, I p~resumne?"
initerrupted1 the scribe.
"Indeed, there are; they are the
people we look for. There are hunim
drcds of young fellows who think they
muust have a new liat, every month at
least, and we cater to their trade, for
they take as much pleasure In showving
oft ando ad~vertisin~g a new style of hat
to their friends as they would a dia
mlond~ ring. Like aL p~opular ballad or a
piece of' music with ai jingle that Is
whistled by the newsboys, a peculiar
or eccentric style of "nobby" hat will
often take like a countagious fever with
the young bucks about towni, ando thme
demand will exhaust the supl)y. Ini a
month the fever is broken and you
may never see one of the hiats worn in
public.''
--Over one hundred and thirty
million cans of tomatoes have beeni con
sumed in this country within 'the last
three years, it Is fkrured out.
*An E'ye Ona im.~
Recently a man doinig business o
Michigan avenue, Detroit, put a quar
of kerosene in a jug, walked out to th
crossing of First Street, and deliberate
ly let the jug fall to the pavement. I
was,of course,broken mito many pieces
adofcourse. the oil Splashed over thi
ston siewak. henthis had beei
accomplished the man waited. In tw<
or three minutes along camne a citizei
who halted all of a sudden, stared lhare
at thme spot, and called out:
"Ah! Bomebody broke a jug!"
"Yes."
"Oil in it, wvasn't there?"
"Guess so."
"Probably let the jug fall?"
"Probably."
"And the oil was wasted?"
"It was."
"WVell, I declare!" lie gasped, as 114
passed on. ie had been gone only
minute whlen a lawyer came along, i~e
too, brought usp with a sudden jerk ,an
asked:
"Somethiing happened?"'
"Yes."
'Somnebody broke a jug?"
"Yes."
"Ihnd something in, ehi?"'
"Yes.?'
"'Might have beeni turpentine, but
smells like kerosene."
"It was kerosene."
"Ah! then I was correct."
lie lingered unmtil the thirdl mani camei
up. 'The newv arrival picked up the
liauidle of the broken jug and remark.
"'Bless me! but this must have been
a jug?''
"It was."
."And it had ker~osenme in it,'' lie con
tinued as lie rubbed his inger on the
wvalk and Sniiffedi at it. .
"It dlid."
"Well, by GeorgeIlibut that's (Iueer!'
ie also wvaited, anid a fourth man
camne up and went through about the(
same performanice. Thiein a lifth, sixth
aind sevenith caine, and by and by there
wvere thirty men in the group and imore
coining ever~y moment. E~ach one pick
ed ump a piece of the jug, looked it over;'
snuifed at it aiid pi il olil expressiom
of interest. andi onie man had asked if
the coroner huad been niotified, when a
polhceman puished his way ini and ask
ed:
"'What's this all about?''
"Why '" anisweredl the main w~ho had
started tile affair, "'I pl~tsomie kerosene
into a jutg and let the jug fall onto the
walk.''
.Some of the crowd tried to laugh as
it suddenly broke up, and~ some said
they would pounid hmimi if they had to
walt a w"hole year, while the ofilcer
was lie goinig with that jug? Hlow
caine it to break? What was lie doing
with .keroseine? Why dIidn't thme jug
containi miolasses? JIllI have ant eye on
him.''
nonesM of thennpatn
T1hie bones ot thme IBonapartes are scnt
teredl far and wide. Italy holds many
of their septlIlchires. Thelire lie Joseph
amid Lucien, Paulime and Carolinie and
Elizat. In Rtome and Florence hmas
their dhumst mingled with the dlust. The
ashes of .Josepine are at Iteuil. .Joro
me,somietime king of Westphalia, found
as governor of the Invalides, a tomb)
close to the mausoleum of 'his great
brother. An adopted Bonaparte
Joacim Napoleon--"le itl Murat'"
fillis a nanmeless grave. His corphse after
his execution was huddled iinto a t rench
full of quicklime in the wild, CJalabriani
country. The Kiing of itonm was in
terredl in the vaults of the Capuchins at
Vienna; Mine. Mere was buried ini
Rome; the bodies of Napoleon Ii1. amid
the Prince Imperial repose in the quiet
little Roman Catholic chapel at Chisel
hurst, while the good and evil geniius
of the race, the fouiider of thIs wvon
dIrouis lamily, thme man who miighit hmav
nmde his-country, and indeed the bet
ter part of JEurope, prosperous, happy
and~ free, but, who sp~readl, instead
broadcast damh,devastatioin and h avoc,
bloodshed and tears, and1( ruin and iirre
mnedliable despair, sit tibers under the
golden doime of the lavalide~s, in thet
stately ceniotaphl, the walls of whicli
are suplportedl by the twelve vi'ctories oi
Prad ier-slutmbers t here, wi th thea
cloak of M~'arengo and~ the swordl o.
Austerlitz on his collin-slum bers thert
on the banks of the Seine, in the mid'st
of that French ipeople whom lhe profess.
e(1 to love so wvell, but on whom hih
monstrous ambition brought, in the
end, nothing but ruin, dlefeat and hum
iliattion-the dlisraLce of a foreigmn occu
patlon, the restoration of a hateful dy
nasty. The tomb of Charles Louis
Napoleon Achiile Mumtt, nephew of
Napoleoni Bonaparte and son of Joachmin
Murat, ex-Kinig or .Naplies, the greatl
cavalry genmeral, stand~s in the city
cemmetery at Tal lah assee, Florida,
Murat, owned [or mainy years a larg
plantation in Floridla, In the cemneter
at Baltimore has recently been crectet
a costly monument, bearing the follow
inscrip~tioni:
Sacred
to the memory of
1LIZgnETH,
Dagtrof William Patterson,
and wife of
.J nOME BONAP'AnTEi.
Died
A pril 4, 1879.
" After life's fitful fever she sleeps
well."
Norman Renels.
Workmen emp~loyed in altering som<
buildinmgs in Chiancery lane, Southmamp
toin (London),recenthy came upon som<
undoubted Norman Walls of chalk anic
ceineint, with some tiling. .It Is sur
mrised that this is the site of the firs
home of the Knights T.Lempllar, a sur
mise bornme out by the quantity of hu
man remains that have also been found
it being well known that the Knight
removed ttoeir most important menu
mnents to the Temple, leaving less im
portant remains behind. Quantities o:
old Saxon pottery, in fragments, als
came to light.
-Acident, fire and pestilence hav
killed 7L,000 people this year.
THE VERDICT
t-OF
THE PEOPLE.
BUY THE BESTI
Mit. J. 0. IBoA--Dear 8ir: I bought te arst
Davis MachIneo old by you over fv ears ago for
my wife, who has given It, a lon al fair l I
am well pleased with it. It never gives any
rouble, and Is as good as when first bought.
J. NV, IOLICL
Winnsboro, S. C., April 1888.
Mr. BOAG: I oU wish to know what I have to say
I in regard to the Davis Machine bought of yo three
cars ago. I feel I can't say too much in Its favor.
made about $80,00 within five months, at times
running it so fast that tile needle would get per
feet hot from friction. I feel confident 1 could
not have done the same work with as much ease
and so well with aly other machine. No time lost
in adjusting attachinents. Tihe lightest running
iachne I have ever treadled. BrotherJames and
Williams' fanillies are as much pleased with their
Davis Machines bou ht or you. I want no better
Inachnie. As I Said before, I don't think too
much canl be said for the Davis Machine.
Respectfully,
Fairliid County, April, 18L3.
Mn. DOAO: My macnine gives me perfect satis
faction. I lind no fault with it. The attachments
are so imiple. I wish for no better than the Davis
Vertical 1-eed.
Respectfully.
MRS. R. KILLING.
Fairileid county, April, 1883.
MN. I5OAU: I uougtit a iavis Vertical Food
wing Machine from you four years ago. I am
i ghted with It. It never has given me any
oubile, and has never been the ieast out of order.
It is as good as when I 11rst bought it. I can
cheerfully recommend it.
Respectfully,
AIRS. 31. J. ICIRKI.ANIJ.
Montlcello, April 30, 1883.
This lI to certity that I have been using a Davis
Verticil Feed Hewing Machine for over two years,
purchased of Mr. J. Q. Uoag. I haven't found I S
pJssessed of any fault-all the attachments are so
miti ple. It never refuses to work, and Is certainly
[he lightost running in the mnarket. I consider it
a lirst -class ulachine.
Very respectfully f
Oakland, Fairfleld county, 8. .
AI 15OAO: I ame weii pieasnau in every particut
with the Davis Machine "ought of you. I think
a irst.-cluss Inacine in every respect. You knew
yott sold several illachines of the same make to
ditl erent momibers of our families, all of whom,
as far as I know, aro well pleased with them.
Relspectfully,
MAnl. Mt. If. Mu~r
Fairild 'otnity, April, 1853.
Tlhis 1ato certify we have nai1 II constant use
the Davis Machino bought of youabout three years
ago. As we take In work, and have made the
price of it several Himes over, we (oIL't want any
tietter nmchine. It is always ready todo any kind
of work we have to do. No puckerigor skippin
stitches. We canl only say we are well pleasel
anlt wish no better ulachille,
'ATitRINI WYtI5 AND SISTER.
Aprli25, ISS3.
I have no ault. to imn with my inacaine, and
don't want ily hotter. I have male tie price or
it soevera times by taking lu sowing. It Is always
ready to do its work. I think it a trat-class ma
chine. I feel I can't say too mci for the Davis
Vertical Feed Machine.
Mnis, THoM AS SMITHi.
Fairileld cotinly, April, 1883.
Mt. J.. 0. IlOA-ilcar Sir: it givos me ntc:i
pleasure to testify to the merits of the Davis Ver
tial Feed Sewing Mlachine. The machine I got of
you aboiit live years ago. lias been almost i con.
slnt. tite over since that lime. I cannot see that
ii. is worni alny, atnd has not cost mne one cent for
repairs sie, we have hadl it. Am well pleasert
anit doin't wvish for any better.
Yours truly,
lioniT. CnAWu'on,
(iranite Quarry, mnar WVinnisboro 8. C.
WVe have uiseil ilie Davis Vertical Feed Se wIng
Machine for tile last ilvo years. We would not
have any other make at any price. The maehtne
hans giveni (is unlbounldehi satisfaction.
Very respectfully,
Mitm. WV. IK. TIiNsit AND D)AUOUTSuiI
Faiieli coulnty, 8. GC., Jani. 21, 1883.
iaving biout a D~avis Vert-Ical Feed Sewing
ahiniie fromi Mr. J1. 0. 11ag somue three years
ago, aind it having given me perfect satisfaction in
every respuect as a aily mnachine, both for hea ty
and llighit se wing, andh never nleededi the least re
pair In any way, I can cieerfully recomamend it to
any one as a llrst-clhus mlachinle in every partlcu
lain, and think it second to none. It is one of the
silimlest mauchinies miadoe; liy children use it witu
all case. 'The attachmnents are mnore easily ad
jusiced and it does a greater range of work by
means of Its V'erticat Foeotl thlan any other ma
chine I have ever seen or tusett.
Mas. THoMAs OwD~os.
WVinnisb-uro, Firfieldl couinty, S. C.
We have had onie of the Dlavis Machines about
follr years and hlave always found it read to do all
klnds of wora we have iad occasion to doCan's
see that tile machine 1a wvorn any, and works as
welliw wtch ew. Mas. W. J. CSAwgoRD,
.Jackson's Creex, Fairild county, S.'C.
My wife Is highly pleased with the DavIs Ma
chine bought 01 you. She would not take double
'wnat site gave for it. 'rho machine has not
bo0on out of ordier since shle had it, and she can do
anhy kind of work oii it.
Very Respectfully,
.AS. F. P as.
Montleello, F~airfleld county, S. V.
The D~avis Sewing Machine Is simply a fraaa
ure 1Mas. J. A. GIOODwYN.
itidgeway, N. C., Jan. 10. 1883.
J1, O) IoAo, Esq., Agent--Dear Sir: My wife
i . been usIng a Davis Sewing Machine constant-'
ly for the past four years, and is has never needed
any repairs and works just as well as when first
.bought. She says it will dto a greater range of
practical work send do it easier and better than
any machine she has ever used. We cheerfully
recomlmendt it as a No. I family machine,
Your tru.y, _
JAB. Q. DAVIS.
Wisboro, 8. C., Jan. 8, 1883.
Mit. BJoAo: I have always found mny Davis Me.
chine rettudy do all kinds of to work I have had 00
casion to do. I cannot see that the machine la
.. worn a plar ticle and it works as weil as when new.
Rtespectfully,
Mas.. 5O. GoODIN.
8 Winnsbmoro, 8. C., A pril, 1888,
Ma. BOAo : M wife has been constantly tailg
the Davis Mach e bought of you about ftve years
o ago. I havo never regretted buin i 1 i is
always ready for any kind of famil se g, eithes
iteavy or 1iht; It is never out of 01or needing.
tepairs.
V ery repo f,
FaIrfield, IL 0., Marcb, 188,