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ADEII I JONEJ Pu aP Pro Faily Paper Devotel to Literature, iscellany, News, Agriculture, M es, &c. . nIX MONTHS. VOL. XXI NEWBERRY, S. C., THURSDAY, AU-UST 13, 1885. [The 11ERALD ANI) NEWS i aW t h1 official organ of the town.] Officers Newberry County. Senator: J..A. SLIGH. :epresentatives : SA3MP'SON POPE, 0. L. aCIIUMPEitT. W . 1D. HARDY. Sheriff: Clerk or the Court: .IAS. Y. 3ICFALI.. 'robate Jud1ge: .1. 1.. FI1.I.ElS. School Comin sioner: G. G. SALE. County Commissioners: E. e. LONGSIIOI'Fm, JOHN A. Cit):-R. A. .i. I.:v. INGSTON. Clerk I:oard County Commissioners: J. K. P'. GOGGANS. Coroner: .3OHN N. I;ASS. Master: SILAS JOIINSTONE. Auditor: W W. IIOUSEALL. Treasurer: A. If. WHEELER. Trial .Justice-: JOHN S. FAIiC, It it. RLEASE, .1. S. REID, IC S. DA VIDSON. J. B. O'N. HOLLOWAY, W. G. i'ETEI SON, JAS. iH. IREBY, J. B. CAM I:ELL, W. W. WALLACE, CIIAS. P. DICKERT, .oI% L. EPPS, It. B. HAIR. City Officers. Mayor: J. M. JOIINSTONE. Aldermen : Ward 1 -B. I. CLINE. Ward a.-o.1:.31A YER,.IR. War t:.-C. .-. Cow1AN. Ward 4.-J. K. GILDER. C. & T. T. C. N. .OHN S. FAIR. Chief oI Police : JOHN II. CIHA1'PELL. Policemen: E. P. IRIADLEY, It. H. FRANKLIN. W. T. I:UCK, GARY ANDERSON. Superintendent of Stree's: W. T. JACKSON. WOM A N 'Grace was in al! her step-. Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love?" So appeared Mcther Eve, and so may shine her fair de scendants, with the exercise of common sense, care and proper treatment. An enormous num ber of femaie complaints are directly caused by disturbance or suppression of the Menstrual Function. In every such case that sterling and unfailing specific, BRADFIELD'S FE MALE REGULATOR, will effect .!relief and care. It is from 'the recipe of a - most distinguisbed pbysicisn. It is composed of strictly o&et nal ingredients, whose happy 0 combination has never been surpassed. It is prepared with scientific skill from the finest materials. It bears the palm l for constancy of strength, cer tainty of effect, elegance of preparation, beaity of appear ance and relative cheapness. The testimony in its favor t genuine. it never fails When fairly tried. Cartersvillc, Ga. This will certify that two Srmembers of my immediate family. after having suffereo for many years from tmenstrual __irregularity, and having been treated without benefit ty va rious med ical doctc,rs, were at length completly cured b,y one bottle of Dr..J. Bradfield's Female Regulator. Its effect in such cases is truly wonder ful, and well may the remedy be called 'Woman's Best Friend." Yours Respectf&IilY. JIAMES W. STnANGE. Send for our i)OOk on the "Health and Happines.* of Woman." MIailed fzee. BRADFIELD REGULATOR Co. Atianta. Ga. iELI RESTORED send for T rea.ti-e on the Htealthi and HIappit ness ofWoman. matted free. -At BRADFIELD RMGcULATuli Co., Iix . hanta, G:l.Se.2-t TrTE OF SOUTI I CAROL INA Nl:EIEltY COUN-\ f. .Jacob) B. Fellers. Probate Ju tdge. WVIIEREAs. Osborne L. Schmnpert andt Fr.ederiek A. SeCttiipiirt hath muade sttt to meI( to grant thleml Lett erta o1 Aduntia istratioin of the esttet and efect s of .Ja TLhese are. theriefore, to cite anut aIo ih'i all andit singuftlar th ie ku(irefd mal - d\'titor Of thme ...ill .Jacob K. Schumupert, le.eI. that they he alnd appear~ betfore -ue ii tim'. Courtt of P'rotit. to hbe heild ti m\werr (Coutrt H ots i.th ie I8tli day At tmgtr- i mit fe ildc4i t ee c-.if na thELLE. -h -i' -ai Agust J:h J. },ES.1N.. INNIB1M!LUTMBER!! Wie the undergutZ''l:t' 1 laot " 40,000 Ft., c.onisitingit of 1LOIG CEILING. --. ordeirs prm -.:V'uitt i II. C. SrtuntWner :aedto~a: 'rThe sMY mil heyond Helen IU 'I-Y ROS. NOTI( Axli p .rovidh -sd ill tmk4 *Harriet L- sube( .1 d.i an'd ail pesote hl p"t >resent themtf at m et t e t t . attest d as r eq uir ed b y laIw earl di -1 'o e ' - . iurtt atto rt'i' 9. p. WERT. As Adintistrators of estat of llarnIt L. Suber, decea-ed-. July 14 1885-2i) At. A RGite S~ AI cn- . 1numbers, m bl fine S teoOt er .ttile or other pt poses. Will be~ so , for wothL a bo, one gros ing oura i money. eyes, but looking righi' out to sea. "Who told you he were deadf' Matt did not reply, but gazed at William so long and so significantly that the good man, conscious of her scrutiny, turned and plunged into the darkness of his dwelling. An hour later a loud voice called him forth. He went to the door, and there was Monk, of Monkshurst. It was the first time they had met since they parted on the night of the murder. Monk was dressed in a dark sum mer suit, and looked unusually spick and span. "Where's the girl!" he cried, after a whi pered colloquy of some minutes. "Matt. where are your" In answer to the call Matt appeared at the door. No sooner did she perceive Meik than she trembled violently, and went very pale. "Come here, Matt," ha said, with an insin uating smile. "See! I've brought some thing for you-something pretty for you to wear." As he spoke he drew from his waistcoat pocket a small gold ring, set with turquoise stones. But Matt still trembled, and shrank away. "I don't want it!-I shan't wear it," she cried. "Nonsense, Matt!" said Monk. "Why, it's a ring fit for a lady. Come, let me put it on your finger." So great seemed her agitation, so deep her dread of him, that she could not stir; so that when he approached, laughing, and caught her round the waist, he slipped the ring on her finger before she could resist. But it only remained there a moment. With a quick, sharp cry, she tore herself free, and, taking the ring off, threw it right away from her upon the sand. Then, with a wild gesture of fear and loathing, she rushed into the cottage. William Jones walked over and picked up the ring, while Monk stood scowling darkly after the fugitive. "What the devil ails the girl?" cried the latter, with a fierce oath, pocketing the pres ent. "I dunno. She's never been the same sinee-since the painter chap went missing. I'm afeerd he turned the gal's head." "He'll turn no more heads," muttered Monk under his breath; he added aloud and with decision, "There must be an end to this. She must be married to me at once." "Do you mean it, master? When you spoke on it fust I thought you was joking." "Then you were a fool for your pains. She's old enough, and bold enough, and vix enish enough; but I'll tame her. I tell you there must be no more delay. My mind's made up, and I'll wait no longer." Sinking their voices they continued to talk together for some time. .Now, Matt was crouching close to the threshold, and had heard every word of the above conversation, md much that followed it. When Monk walked away and disappeared, leaving Wil Lm Jones ruminant at the broken gate, she raddenly reappeared. Curiously enough all her exciteient hat leparted. Instead of weeping or protesting she looked at William Jones-and laughed. Monk had left his horse at the coastguard station. Remounting he rode rapidly away -hrough the sandhills in the direction of the ake. As he approached the spot of the old meampment he saw that the caravan had ,one. He rode on thoughtfully till he gained the ighway, when ho put his horse into a rapid rot. Just before he 5:ie the gate and 3rinkley, he saw the caravan before him on he dusty road. He hesitated for a moment, then hurried 'apidly forward, and, arriving close to the rehicle, saw the Irishman's head looking -ound at him from the driver's seat. He )eckoned, and Tim pulled up. "Has your master returned? I am in ormed that he has been missing for some lays." Tim shook his head very dolefully. "No, sor; sorra sight have I seen of him for :hree days and three nights. I'm going back rid the baste and the house to tell his frienda he bad news. Maybe it's manking fun of mehe .s, and I'll fmnd him somewheres on the read." "I hope you will," said Monk, sympa hetically. "I think-hum-it is quite pos ible he has, as you <..ggest, wandered home vard. Good day to you." So saying Monk turned off by the gate wihich they had just reached, and rode away ip the cvenue. Tim looked after himl till he dlisap,pear'ed. F'hen the same curious change came over him shich had comec over Matt after she had >een listening to the colloquy bet ween Monk '.d Wilianm Jones. He laughed! CHAPTER XV. A. BRIDAL PARTY AND A& LITTLE SUnPRISE. A week passed away. The shadow of the ::aravan no longer fell on the green me~adow' >y the lake, and the struggling population of A.berglyu, unsuspicious of foul play, had dready forgotten both the caravan and the iwner. And if facts were to be taken into core sideration in estimating the extent of her memory, Matt, too, had forgotten. It was :-onnnon talk now that she, the gramnmar'less Lastaway, the neglected protegee of William Iones, was to be married to the master of the great house! Nay, the very day was fixed; and that very day was only two sun rises distant, and Monk, of Monkhurst, had in his pocket a special license, which he had procured, at an expenditure of five po~undis, from London. Doubtless, in any other more populous 1 cality the affali' would have oceaioned no little scandal and many ominous shakings of the head; but the inhabitants were few a"d far betw.zen, and had little or no time fo idle gossiping. The coast-guard.smen and their wives were the only individuals who, exhaibite..d any interest, and e':en their ecit nment was faint and evanescent, lil:o te movements of a fish in a s.hallowv andun wholesome pool. But the really extraordinary part of the whole affair was the conduct of Mal t herse" A\pparently quito cured of her former repug nanee to a union with Monk, she made no L jetion whatever to the perfo,rmance ofte 'cremcny, and laughed merrily whien shewa iformued that the day was ixed. M-:nk, bis grinm, taciturn way, was jubile'.t. lIe en:ne to and fro cor.stantly, and assu :id the n:aners of alover. Had he been 10. bent on one particular object tw'o thing-:. might have struck hinm as curious: (1) Tha Mat:t. though she had consentedto :-rhn, steadfastly refused1 to wear 'his r:ng or acp any other present: and 02) th'at "ihe still shrunk with perl.istent and ill-diei dis like from his c'aress.~ It was- now late in the mionth of Augus.t, and the w'enther was broken by trublous winds and a fretful mocon. Fo r s' veral weeks William Joutes, in his mortal terror, had re fr:dned from visiting the cave; ho had mevr .et his foot therein, indeed, since the night ofi the assa..tination. At last he could hear the suspense no longer. So lato one windy and rainy nig;ht l:e stole forth with his u:dit lantern, and fought his way in the teeth of half a gale to the familiar' place, which he found, ho,wever, w:th sonme little difficulty. He was neither tuuperstitious nor imaginative, but throughout the j'urnev he was prey to namel.ess terrers. Ever .' gust of wind went through his heart like' a knife: every soun'd of wind or sea n:ade that samwe Leart stop and li tenl. Only supreme greed and mierly anxiety' Il hin on. But at last he gained the cave, u ithin which th.ere was a souand as of clashing legion. e:arius sh riek ing, drums bea:ing, all the. -':r and stress of the awful waters clashing on the eLiE Iwithout, and boiling with uuual screamu through the black slit betw. n the cave a:.l ,the Devil's Caldren. I Trembling. w ith 1xra'tionl stan ding ia |great beads on his fa:e', he sa rch- thei c::.v i Ar the corpse of the n:nrder-d m an, e:p e: ing to find it well ::van'~cd in' deo:npo :t:oa. Strange to say howvever, it had di.-ppe e-ed. William Jones wvas at once relieved and aarmed; r elieved because he was 'pm-ed a horrible experience; alarmed because could not account for the disappearance. little reflection, however, suggested that < of those tidal waves so common on the co might have risen well up into the cave washed away the body from its place on 1 shingle, and carried it away in the directi of the Caldron. "In which case," hereflect "them coastguard chaps would find it so day among the rocks or on the shore, a think it had been drownded in the way natur'." Satisfied that everything else was und turbed, he retired as hastily as possible, seaJ up the entrance to the cavern, and ran hast home. The morning of the marriage came-a fi snny morning. An open dogcart belongi to Monk, and driven by one of his servan stood at William Jones' door, and close to a light country cart, borrowed by Willi Jones himself from a neighboring farm< The population, consisting of an aged con guardmen, two coa..tguardmen's wives aj half a dozen dejected children, crowded front of the cottage. The bridegroom, attired in decent blac with a flower in his buttonhole, stood waitij impatiently inthe garden. Despite the festi occasion, he had a gloomy and hangd< appearance. Presently there emerged fro the door William Jones, attired in a drowni seaman's suit several sizes too large for hiu an.d wearing a chimney-pot hat and a whi rosette. Leaning on his arm was Mal dressed in a dress of blue silk, newly ma< for her, out of damaged materials supplied I Jones, by one of the coastguard women, light straw hat with blue ribbons to mate and a light lace shawl. Behind this pa hobbled William Jones' father, whose cc tume was nautical, like his son's, but mo: damaged, and who also sported a chimne: pot hat and a white rosette. The crowd gave a feeble cheer. Ma looked round and smiled, but mingled wil her smile there was a kind of vague anxiet and expectation. It was arranged that Monk should drii ratt in the dogcart, while William Joni ind his father followed in the common( vehicle. At Pencroes, where the ceretmon was to be performed, they were to meet wit )ne Mr. Penarvon, a country squir3 an kindred spirit of Monk's, who had promise to be "best man." Monk took the reins, while Matt got in an eated hersclf beside him, the groom gettin ap behind; and away they went along tl and-choked road, followed by Joes and h ~ather. _ r,^ THE BRIDAL PARTY. The day was bright and merry, but Mat ever thought of the old proverb, "Merry: he bride that tho sun shines on;" she was to usy examining the prospect on every side c er. All at once, as the bridal processio round round the edge of the lonely lake, sh Lttered a cry of delight. There, standing ts old place by the lakeside, was the caravar Monk looked pale-there was somethin ;hostly in the reappearance even of this il mimate object. He was a man of stron erve, however, and he speedily smiled at h m-n fears. As they approached the spot they sawTi tanding near the vehicle in conversatic vith two strange gentlemen-one a little ma n black broadcloth, the other a tall, broai houldered fellow wearing a light overcoi Lnd a wideawake hat. Directly the proce ion approached this group separated, and i bree members walked severally to the roa< ie with the wideawakce hat standing right: he centre of the road quietly smoking igar. As the dogeartcamleluphe held up his hend ynable to proceed withoutrnnning himdowa ~ionk pulled up angrily. "What is it? Why do you block the road ie cried, flercely. "Excuse me, governor, returned the othe toolly. "Mr. Monk, of Monkshurst, I ieve." "That's my name." "Sorry to trouble you on such a day, but bhould like a few words with you." "I cannot stay-I am going to be married "So I aard," said the man, lifting his h m.d bowing with a grin to Matt. "Glad ~ee you, Mis How do you do? But the La 'i, Mr. Mou'r my business won't keep. I ;ood eniough to step this way." Full of sonme unaccountable foreboding, i reh-ed partly by the stranger's suave, y letermined, maner, partly by the reappea aneo of the caravan, Monk alighted, a2 Wollowed the other across the grass to tl dloso vini of the house on wheels. T: ittle cideri/ nan followed, and the man wi had first rpoken went through the ceremor of in.roduction. "This is Mr. Monk, sir. Mr. Monk, tl gentlemnan is Mr. Lighitwood, of the firm Lightwood & Lightwood, solicitors, Chester "'Andl you-who the devil are yjo ' di" manded Monk. with his old savagery. "My name is Manthall, Christian nat John, though my frie::ds call me Jack." a swerced the other witLh airy impudence. "Jol Marshall, governor., of the detective fore.' Mo::k now went p;ale indeed. But recov< inglhi::elf, hAe, "I know neither of y' I war::ed you that I wa in haste. What< you want! Out with i2' 'The little nn noc w took up the conver tion, sleaking in a prim:, business-like yoi< and o.cca2ionally referring to a large no book which lie carried. "Mr. Monk, you are, I am informed,t solo malne heir vf the late Colonel Monk, yo cousiin by the father's side, who was suppot to have died in India in the year 18S:2." "Ys that's true. What then." "O the rcport of his death, his name bei includel inan ofickial list of officers killed a woundel in action, and it being underste that he died without lawful issue, you h claim to the demesne of Moni'4burst, Cheshire, and that of the sanmename in .An~ sea. Your claim was recognized, and in 11 you t4 >k l> o. o." "Well. -Have you detainedi me to hear or what I already kne:w: "Pardon mie, I have not finished. I is now to inform yon that ycou inherited unde misconcpt:ion--tirst,. because Colonel Mc was mtarried and had issue; secondly, been he did not die in India, but reached the sho of En-eland. where, he perished in the shm wvreck of tihe vessel Trinidad on Christa day, Isad." Monk was livid. At this moment Jort who had been watching the scene fromx distance, came over, p)antinmg and perspirj in ill-c nceak'd terror. "IAr, Mr. Monk, what's the matter? L< ye now, wve s.hall be late for the weddling." As he spo(ke, Marshall, the detective, cl. pod him play fuly on the shoulder. "Hlow d'ye do. Williama Jones? I hi often heard of you, and wished to know y, Pry v1 here you are. I'll talk to ~ presctlv. ho "I don't know what you mean," Monkn A said, with dogged desperation, "with all ti ne rigmarole, Mr. Lightwood, or whatever yo name is. It seems to me you are simply ra ing. If I am not my cousin's heir, who tell me that " "His daughter." said the man, quietly. "He never married, and he never had daughter." "His daughter, an infant twelve or foi teen months old, sailed to England with hi was shipwr ckcd with him, but saved by _ special Providence, and has since been livii in this place under the name of Matt Jone, "Your intended bride, you know," add, Marshall, with an insinuating smile. "Hull where is the young lady r" Monk looked round toward the dog-ca and on every side4but Matt was nowhere it be scen. .egy, m "' see li e go-into that ther cart," sa . William Jones. "Call hcr," cried Monk. 'TIl stay i id longer here. Listen to me, you two. Wheth n you are telling cruth or lies, that girl is g ing to become my wife-I have her guardiat consnt, and she herself, I may tell you, ful i appreciates the honor I am doing her." "Indeed!" said Mr. Lightwood, smilin; >g "Unfort" ately I, as Miss Monk's legal a, a viser, mu:-t have a say in the matter. Doub d less this iniTiage would be a very pretty a 2 rangement for keeping the late Colon t Monk's fortune and property in your po t session, Lut I cannot conscientiously al le prove of the young lady's marriage to a assassin." a "An assassin:-what-what do you mean 1 gasped Monk, staggering as if from a blow. - "Tell him, Mr. Marshall." s- "All right, sir. Well, you see, Mr. Mon] e of Monkshurst," continued the detectiv< grimly, yet playfully, "you're ac used ( r'aking away with-murdering, ir fact t young gentleman who came to Aberglyn i h few weeks ago in that little house on wheels y and this nice friend of yoars" (here he agai slapped William Jones on the shoulder) is ac e eased of being your accomplice." ' "No, no. I never done it! I'm innc s cent, I am!" cried William Jones. "Tel Y 'em, Mr. Monk, tell 'em-rd nowt to d b with it." d "Silence, you fool,'' .aid the oaer; then hi d added, turning on his accusers, "You are i couple of madinen. I think! I know nothin, d of the young man you speak ofI I have hear< g that he is missing, that is all; but there is n e evidence that any harm has come to him, fo: s his body has not been found." Here Marshall turned with a wink to Wil liam Jones, and nudged him in the ribs. "Don't you think, now," he asked, "i might be worth while looking for it in tha little uirlerrjround parlor of yours, dowi alongside the sea?" William Jones uttered a despairing groan " and fell on his knees. "I'ru ruined !" he cried. "Oh, Mr. Monk, it' your doing! Lord help me! They know, everything." "Curse you, hold your tongue!" said Monk with a look of mad contempt and hatred "These menare only playing upon your fears but they cannot frighten me." "Nor" remarked the detective, lighting hi, cigar, which had gone out. "I think we shal even manage that in time." As he spoke he carelessly, and as if inad vertently,,drew out a pair of steel handeuffs whiche looked atrefjectivP v-t .gging Moni,.trembling viaently. "I warn you t beware, for I will not suffer such accusation without seeking redress. If you have an: proof of the tiuth of your preposterou charge, produce it." At this moment Matt, looking bright a sunshine, leaped out of the caravan. "There's my proof," said Marshall. "Mis Monk, this amiable bridegroom of yours de t nies being concerned in harming Mr. Charle S Brinkley. Is he telling the truth " D Matt's face darkened, and she looked a f Monk with eyes of cordial detestation. a "No," she said, "he's lying." e "Matt," cried Monk, fiercely, "take care!' a "He's lying," she repea:ed, not heeding t. him. "Isee him do it with my own tw4 Seyes, andlIsee William Jones helping hin t- and looking on; they thought that no on g was nigh, butlI was. I was hiding behin< s them sacks and barrels in the cave." Monk now felt that the game was almos II up, for he was beset on every side, and th Ii very ground seemed opening under his feel n~ The wretched Jones, in a state bordering o: L- frenzy, remained on his knees wailing ove ,t his own ruin. The two strangers, Lighi 5- wood and Marshall, looked on as calm but ir >s terested spectators. Matt, having delivere l, her home thrust of accusation, stood an nl gazed into Monk's face with cool defiance. a "It is a plot!" Monk cried, presently; "a infamous plot to ruin me! You have bee i- tampering, I see, with this wild girl, whet 4' you foolishly suppose kin to me by blooc Arrest me, if you please-I shall not tak~ !" the trouble to resist, for Ilam perfectly inn< cent in this matter." r, He added, while they looked at one anothe B- as if somewhat puzzled: "As to the girl's relationship with my dea cousin, the very idea is absurd. Where at I the proofs of her birthright f' "Here," said a ouiet voice. ! Monk turned his eyes, and started back 3. wonder, while William Jones shrieked ata aO fell forward on his face. Standing befo: et them in the sunshine was the reality or tI le semblance of--the murdered young man< the caravan! et (To BE CoNTINUED ) idHow to Keep Cool. 1o In the torrid belt of South Ame' ca e they evidently know how to mnal s the best of adverse circumstance and keep cooler when the thermnom e- ter is up in the nineties than we d lHere is a simple recipeC which wi ncost nothing if it succeeds, and not ming worse than a cold if it fail r-Before retiring at night take a co 'bath, draw on the rolbe de nail witho drying the body, and go to be a- The evaporation of the water is sa e- to make the body delightfully co hand if, in addition to this, the bed ur well sprinkled before retiring, the < efeet is said to be astonishing, am however great the humidity of t Satmosphere, the plan is said by tho od who had have yeairs of experience .id be infallible. le- - - - * - SAn Office-Seeker in a Stat.e Jy Bliss. re ~ Chicatga Lecdger. nk Widlow to medium: "Is my hi b and happy in the sp)irit land?T i- --Yes-, perfectly so. madThm. I ashas everything his soul desires." e "Then, thank heaven, he's got it ,last:!" ng -Got what, mnadamy" \k postoflice." p. Large antique jars and vases, ti stand in the corner of the hell -ve drawing room, are ornamented1 u- scarfs of bright colored satin ribbc "A"'ER THE MIDNIGHT COMETH MORN." The years conie, and the years go, .\nd the leaves of life keep falling, Carrie : falling; And across the sunless river's flow. With accents soft, and whispers low, The friends long lost are calling, Carrie! calling; While Autumn his red glory wears, And clouds oppress the sky, like cares - But the old griefs die, and new joys are born And alter the midnight cometh morn. The years wake, and the years sleep. And the past is full of sorrow. Carrie! sorrow; The thou:.htless laugh and 'the thoughtful weep And each the fruit of his follies reap, For to-day is the fate of to-morrow, Carrie! morrow; But new loves tempt us to torget Tho old and old friends love us yet so the old griefs die and new joys are born, And after the midniaht cometh morn. The years laugh, the years sigh, But the flowers for you are blowing. Carrie! blowing; As girlhood's days go dancing by, And womanhood's blithe May is niglh With hopes and fancies glowing, Carrie ! glowing; While Love his nests for you prepares, And lurks to catch you unawares And the old griefs die, and new joys are born, And after the midnight cometh morn. The years live, and the years die. And all they touch they sadden, - Carrie ! sadden; But still the heart can time defy, lope still with purple flush our sky, And sober friendship gladden, Carrie! gladden; And well as we have loved before, In Autumn we can love once more For the old griefs die, and new joys are born And after the midnight cometh morn. THE LORD'S PRAYER IN VERSE. "our Father, which in Heaven art, We sanctify thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done In Heacen and earth the same: Give us this day our daily bread: And us forgive thou so, As we on them that do offend Forgiveness do bestow; Into temptation lead us not But us rom evil free; For Thine the kingdom, power and praise Is, and shall ever be." COME ASHORE. BY ROBERT BUCHANAN. CHAPTER XIV Ti CARAVAX DISAPP: 5S. Several days passed away, au.ting which iam Jones showed a strange and signifi ant affection for his own fireside. He went out a little in the sunlight; but directly night eame he locked and barricaded the door as if against thieves, and declined, on any induce nen to cross the threshold. Even had a hreeLiecker gone ashore inthe neighbor- 1 yood,.be would ," ZZ,"v e "" *.rw otvrv D" ing forth into the dreaded darkness. For William Jones was genuinely afraid; is hereditary calm of mind was shaken, not > much with horror at a murderous deed, as rith consternation that his life-long secret ad been discovered by one man, and might, >ooner or later, be discovered by others. He id not put implicit faith even in Monk; it ras his nature to trust nobody where money was ccncerned. As to returning back to the cave until he bad quite recovered his equanimity was quite ut of the question. Even by daylight he avoided the spot with a holy horror. Only in his drea;as, which were dark and troubled, :id he visit it-to see the face of the murdered an in the darknes~s, and the band of the aurdered mian pointing at him with cold, de aing finger. The day after the murder he had been reatly unsettled by a visit from Tim Linney, ho demanded news of his master, and said hat he had not returned to the caravan all nght. Tiim seemed greatly troubled, but ;ave vent to no very violent ebullitions of ;rief. When he was gone Matt sat by the ireside, antd looked longandk'eenly at Williami ones. "What are you staring ate" cried he, fidget ng uneasily under her gaze. . "ot" said Matt; "I were only wonder "Then don't go wondering," exclaimed the good man, rather inconsistentlv. "loc mind your own business, and don't be a fool!"' And he turned testily and gazed at the fire. But Matt, whose eyes were full of a curious light, was not to be abashed. "Ain't you well, William Jones?" she asked. "Pm well enor.gh-I am." "It's queer, ain't it, that the painter chap never come ho:ne I" "How should I know?1" growled Wifiam. Maybe he's gone back to where he come from." "Or maybe he's drownded? Or maybe summiat else has happened to himf" suggested lfatt. "Never vou minad hi.,t, my gal. H/s~ all right, never fear. And if he ain't, it's no affair o' .-ours, or mnino neither. Y'ou go along outan-1 play." Matt wvent out as directed, and it was some hours befor'e ahe return<l. She found her guardian seated in his old place by the fire, 'ooking atvacany.Ie started voetyas she entered, andl made a clutch at the rude piece of ship's iron which servedl as a poker. "e! it you, Matt? Lor', how~ you startled e!Iwere-I were-taking a doze." "P'vo been up yonder," said Matt. "Up wheer f' "Up to the painter chap's caxl He ain't ::onmc back; and the man is searchin' for him s.ll up andI down the place." For'tunately it w-as very dark, so that she :could not see the expression of her hearer's face. She wvalked to the fireplace, and, tak ing a box of lucifers from a ledge, began to procure a lighct, with the view of igniting the rushlighit fixed to the table. But in a moment William blew out the match and snatched the box from her. "What are von doin' of?' he cried. "Wast ing th'e amtch: s. as if they cos.t nowt. You'il come to the wo:rkus afore you're done." The days pussed, and there was ino news of the abs"nt mann. Every day Matt went up to the caravanl to make inquiries. At last, one after'no<.n, she re,turned, looking greatly troubled; her eyes were red, too, as if she had I' e'n crying.. "Wha' i"-,the maltter now (' demanded Wil 1""' am who had left his usual weat and was stand~ting at the doer. "Nowt., sadd 31att, wiping her eyelids with the. back of het' hand. "uon't youa tell no lies. You've heerd sunumat. 'Stop! What's that theer under your armd -All at onc lie bad perceived that she car ried a large roll of something wrapped in brown pujper. lHe took it from her, and ,'xned it nervously'. It was the crayon por taitof herself ~executed by the defunct - Who gave you this heref' cried Willi" Jones. tremnbling more than ever'. "Tim." "Who's he " "Hi as come lookiag arter' his master. The >aintr chap a'in't found; amt. now Tim's gigway in the cart to tUl his friends. gotti h gine this---y pictur'; he give me itt e111s mnaste-r said I were to have it; and I cean to kee itf)Wh' dead. eeerevd indeed, when it was out of I ad.'he muttred, not meeting Ma~tt's W Our New York Letter. ar [From our resident correspondent.] a;WHAr snatt wE RE.D ? The world is full of books; Inaga a zines and papers are multiplied so cheaply and abundantly that they al r- most overwhelm us. In this state of things it often becomes a question as to what we shall read. Without go irg into this subject in all its length and breadth, one thing may be held as true, that our daily papers give alto -t gether too much attention to a record o of the evil deeds of mankind. and too little to the good deeds. There can be no doubt that it detnoralizes the rminds of the young more than almost r anything else to dwe:I so much on that which is evil, to read so many < sensational accounts of elopements, murders, suicides, and other crimes which fill our journals. Indeed, there 1- is abundant evidence that the read r ing of these stories frequently causes others to go and do the same thing; on the other hand, the record of the good deeds of mankind stimulates others to imitate them. There is no doubt but the publicatiou of the be quests of rich men to found institu tions for the benefit of the race, has stimulated others to make similar dispensations of their surplus money. Mothers should always interest themselves in the reading of their children, and be able by a wise word, when it is required, to guide their tastes to the best. But in order to do this they must themselves be in formed-must give thought to the subject. Our children are worth our deepest and best thought. But not only is it a question of impor tance what our children read, but also what we read ourselves. There should be but one aim: Read the i best. The world is full of good k books, books full of wisdom, and we should read such of them as will make us wiser and better. THE BEST A31ONO THE BEST, is the "Magazine of American his tory." The August number, which has just been issued, is an edition of t which the publisher may be proud. It opens with a superb steel-engrav ing, the portrait of "Major-General John A. Dix;" the biographical i sketch of his busy and useful life is from the Editor's gifted pen. It also contains the second installment of Gen. Thomas Jordan's most valuable paper on the "Beginnings of the Civil War in America;" the author standpoint, unfolding much that be longs to truth of history. He claims that no leading public man of ac- 1 knowledged authority at the North 1 ever proclaimed the right of or urged the resort to armed coercion of the receded States back into the Union. as a constitutional power, un til after the seceded States made ac- n tual war in Charleston harbor; that the country up to that time, so far as the Executive and his Cabinet at Washington were concerned-under I the Republicar as well as under the Democratic regime-was as "a drift log on the ocean of accidents.'' Gen. John Cochrane contributes an in tteresting article of the "Charleston, SConvention,"- ot which he was a -member, that assembled in May 1860, i to nominate a Democratic President- 1 ial ticket- Ethelbert ID. Warfield pre - sents us with the Life and History of "John Breckinridge, a Democrat of the Old Regime." "Ci1ncinnati 2 with the War Fever, 1867." by Gen. 2 Henry M1. Cist, needs no further comment; it shows the condition of -that city and its sentiment prior to the outbreak of hostilities, together with a description of the great up r rising for the Union, of which the writer was an eye-witness, when the guns ini Charleston harbor echoed eacross the continent. The illustra tions of Fort Sumter and others, by Theo. R. Davis, are striking. The portraits of Jefferson Davis and the esix members of his first cabinet are >f grouped in the pages immediately following, the whole forming onie of the most imnpressive pictural views of the dlirect causes of the civil war that has yet been presented to the read ing public. One of the most strik i. ing of the artist's drawings is a street .scene in front of the Capitol in .e 3lontgomnery, Alabama, the night af ,ter the inauguration of Jefferson e- Davis, which brings back to memory . the condition of affairs in this coun 11 try at that crisis, with its two Rlepub-' lican governments struggling for life one within thne other- Lack of space . forbids us to mention numerous other a notable 'features of this mammoth at edition, which is edited by Mrs. Martha J. Lamb, 30 Lafayettc Place, New York, N. Y. 1for Augtust is not behind formner xs sues in timeliness and general im f- terest. It opens with a --Map of thne Ud attlefield or Nashnville." .J. M. dW\riight has a paper, entitled 'A e Glimse of Perryville" which is in e teresting. "The Last Battles of to IIardee's Corps;' from the pen of A. [P. Ford. is an article which shouldn't be glanced over by South Carolinians especially. 31. G. Ellzee contributes an interesting sketch of -George Ma son." A Story of Florida. entitled -Wild Life in the Seventies, reaches its end. William H. Ilayne has ai s- readable paiper on "Hood s Ten nessee Campaigl-Battle of Nash -' ville. with striking p)ortraits of Gen. I J. B. IIood, B3rig-Genl. Thos. .J. E OoA. tLtGen. 5. 1). Lee, Maj.Genl. Geo. II, atThomas, Maj.Gen. E. 11L Pettus and Mlaj-Gen. II. ID. Clayton. This mag azine should be in every Southern home. Published monthly by B. I--. tvery- & Sons at Louisville.Ky. n Subscribe for the linAL ^ I NE-ws. Gen. Fitz Lee interviewed. WHEN THE CANVASS WILL PEGIN---CA TAIN WISE'S RIDICULOUS FIGURING. special Dispatch to the Baltimore Sun. ALEXANDRIA, 'A.. August 3.--Ge Fitzhugh Lee, the Democratic ca didate for Governor of Virginia, r turned from Richmond at the clo, of last week and has been quietly a tending to business at his fart "Evergreen." a few miles from th city. Ile resides with his family i a neat frfme cottage erubosmed i the woodlands, entirely unpretei tious. yet with all the surrounding of comfort and culture. A representative of the Su't calle, on Gen. Lee to-day, and a pleasan and graphic narrative of the doing of the convention which placed hit before the people as its standar< bearer gave an opportunitf for som, inquiries as to the coming canvass. "General. the Suu always antici pated your nomination, and it sel dom makes mistakes in its forecast.' "Yes, the Sun was certainly righ .hat time. I consider it a high hon >r to be nominated by the Demo ratic Convention, while the har nony which characterized its pro eedings, the good nature of its mem, )ers and the generally acknowledged ,xcellence of the material of which it ras composed make the nomination nore gratifying." The mail of Gen. Lee was high )iled on the table before him, but ore evidence that the General had ried his skill as a husbandman and een weeding it out. This suggested o the Sn's correspondent that the -ork of the canvass was already pon the nominee, and he trusted hat the canvass would be an easy ne. "No." said Gen. Lee. "Cauvass n is hard work; the physical fatigue s great, but I have been accustomed o active occupation, and my cavalry ife in the United States and the Jonfederate States armies will fur ish a good training school in with After some conversation as to th, -egimen which secures against fatigue he Sun's correspondent asked wher he active personal work of his can, 'ass would )egin. "I expect to begin the canvass as oon as our Executive Committee naps out the campaign as to dates .nd places." "Will there be stump discussions o joint meetings ?" "I understand." said General Lee, that the Democratic managers of te years hlave not considered joint [iscussions judicious, because tihe acrease to the audience brought by e opposite party is composed in he greater part of those whose votes ~annot be made Democratic by ;peeches, and because bad blood is ;enerally the result. Our State ommittee, I am told, has adopted ,he same rule for the present cam aign; that is to remand the ques ion to the various local committees ith~ the general suggestion that n< rlivision of time be allowed. Per sonally I don't care one way or thb other. It would be tiresome to ma fter the first one or two occasion o hear the same old lifeless charge poured forth from every platforir nd it would be not only irksom but unpleasant to the opposin speaker to hear what I shall have t say, because I propose to call ever) thing by its proper' name, and nc mince matters anywhere or with an "Captain Wise seems to hav opened Is campaign at Atlanta, G: D)id you see the report of' his intel view there ?" -Yes. I saw that Wise had bee taiking to the reporter of the Atlant Constiutionl. and that the intervie published in that paper hlad bee sent to the New York Ti,,"es. Foru erl' when.l 31ahione and iis peopl waintedl to talk to tile outside publi they used tihe columns of tihe Natio? !J&ullanbiW at Washington, hb therx have since put their interv'iew ithe New York Tr'ib"ne, (not th Ti,au.) as the mnore uncharitabl journal of the two 01n every subjec affecting tile Souitherni peCople. see that Wise says he is "please' with my1~ nomination." The phiras was cut and( dIried to be applied a the proper time to tihe D)emocrati candidate, whoever he nmight be. expected his p)retense of bein[ pleased. and equally anticipate hi real dlisapplrobation wh1en I at elected." General Lee sp)oke at some lengtl as to theC melthods by which the Re pubcans~ hope to succeed. sumnmin; up what he had said as follows: --The new Republicanls expect t get the hulk of' the niegr(oes as matte 1 course. The fight is b)eing mlad :. th SOnthweVSt to get as mnan; white votes as possible to a:d to their nezro vote. The Mahone candidate, P-r in the Atlanta interview. says that out of 210,000 white votes in Vir. ginia lie expects to get 50,000 or 60,000, and out of 128,000 negro votes he will secure 120.000. With characteristic folly he practically e tells the Southwest that he expects to be elected by the negroes. His total of 170,000 is ridiculous. Ac cording to the figures I have seen. Cameron. when elected Goverior, had n 113,473 votes. Wise received, when lie ran as Congressman at large, 99. 992, while Blaine's vote was 139,356. This latter vote was the union of the old and the new Republican white vote with a nearly solid negro vote. sMuch of the old Republican vote will not go to Wise, and in all State elec tions the negro vote is considerably less than at Presidential elections." The Sun's correspondent discerned _ that the mail on th' table was press ing for Generai Lee's attention and took no more of his time. "Good day, Governor," said he on leaving. "Oh ! you are somewhat previous." laughed the General. "I am as good as elected by my nomination, but I do not want -to be called Governor till the Sun has published the exact fig ures of my majority. The correspondent was soon re crossing Cameron run en route for the Washington Bureau. On the route the attention of a companion of Gen. Lee's was called to Capt. Wise's re mark at Atlanta to the effect that if "Fitzhugh Lee had been named Fitzhugh Smith he would never have been heard of." While expressing surprise at the rudeness of the lan guage, it was hoped that Capt. Wise had been misreported. "For," said the gentleman pithily, "Gen. Lee's life has always done honor to his name. But it is a capital misfor tuue when a good name becomes a misnomer and is contradicted by the flippant talk of him who bears it." Marital Solicitu Horace Smith once Cold --yod story of a night he had pas ea in a stage coach, when railways were not, and the journey from one part of England to another was a serious undertaking. I forget where he was going, but the distance was consid erable, and the four inside passen gers naturally endeavored to settle themselves as comfortably as cir cumstances woold permit. Two of them were a married couple, t!- hus band sitting with his back to the horses, and evidently not altogether at his ease. About half an hour af ter starting he turned to his wife and anxiously inquired if she was corn fortable. "Pretty well," she replied, in a drowsy tone. "You feel no draught from the window ?"' "None at all." "Quite sure-?" "Quite." "Ah !" remarked the affectionate spouse, after a momentary pause, "then suppose we change places." sThe Rumors N6t True. Columbia Register 7th inst. e laving obtained authoritative in formation on the subject, The Regis Ster is enabled to announce that all the .rumors regarding Governor Thomp t son and the South Carolina Citadel y Academy are without foundation. The Governor has not been tenaered e the Presidency of the institution; lhe 1. would not accept the p!ace if it were -.ffered him; and he therefore has no notion of resigning. This informa a tion comes from General Arthur a Manigault. who is just from Charles y ton. where he met Governor Thomp 1 son and( talked with him on the sub -ject. eGood News for County Auditors The law provides for the payment to Count y Auditors of certain sums seach time an assessment of property is made. No assessment having been made tihis year, the matter was brought to the attention of the Comp troller.General. who has directed a circular to the County Auditors, giv -ing the opinion of the Attorney Gen teral, that those officers are entitled -to the amount allowed by law. Coh,in DailIu y Recmord. 3 Gen. Shermnan's nice. who, as Miss 1 oyt, was seven years ago, married, with a great nlourish of trumpets. to a i Mr. Raymond. of Baltimore, is suing - for divorce. She was a beautiful and SaccomliShed heiress. Hie was ai han d some. good-for-nothi ng society man - ) a spider-legged dude. The ch,arges r made by these people against each a other are too horrible to publish in a family journal.