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'wi THE DARLINGTON NfWS, x>. ID, EV-AJSTS, PftOP&IBTO*. TEKXS^H NC AOM« l« AtTftBM. Oa* 8qn»r«, Artt isaMtUa • •••••••• •••••• 11.60 fftrj labMqtat inttrtioii ••••••••* ••••••••• • 60 ContrMi td»ertUt»«iU iua^ttd apoB tkt 0,0,1 rtMontb'* NUrrUz* NotloM^M Obiluariea, Mt eeediag ilt ll»«. ^«*»**4 f>»*. DmiNCTON NEWS. "FOE U8 PRINCIPLE 18 PRINCIPLE—BIGHT IS RIGHT—YE8TERDAT, TO DAY. TO MORROW, FOREVER." VOL xn. NO 20. DARLINGTON, S. 0.. THURSDAY, MAY 20, 1886. WHOLE NO 593. FOUND The Place to Buy Goods At Living Prices! OAXiIi «A.T cr. —AND SEE HIS— SPFLXlXTGr —AND— DKa < Before Purchasing Elsewhere- -OF— Everything Usually Kept in a First-class Country Store. SPECIAL ATTENTION IS CALLED TO THE LaBGE STOCK OF FINE LACES, HAMBURG EMBROIDERIES, WHITE GOODS, LAWNS, ETC- ALWAYS ON HAND A FULL LINE OF THE CELEBRATED BAT STATE S HOE CLOTHING, HATS, HARDWARE, CROCKERY, AC. GROCERIES IS LARGE (jEASTITIES! DEPARTMENT. J. H. EARLY, At our Hardware Store is ag-nt for Steam Engines, Cotton Gina, Feeders. Condensers, Cotton Presses—repairs for same. Stpye*, Engineer’s supplies, such as Belting, Packing, Pipes, Jill kinds of Steam Fittings, in Iron and Braas. Repairs ”“i*es. Boilers, *c. swing Machines: White, Weed, Household, Hartford, Amer- afd Hpwe ; Needles, Oils and Attachments; Repairs all kinka or sewing Machines.* Stoves, all the best makes. Furnish repairs for all Stoves fold by us.* v Cucumber Pumps, Farr patent Sand-box for Buggies, War gons, Ac. Thomas Smoothing Harrow, Deering Cultivators. April 8,1886. , ly What Had She LostT Wh»t bad «bt lost ? tbit dsintjr dtrk-«jed (irl Ob wbom tbs fir «lizbt fell so lovingly, Kiatinit SB'Jb wsri ng ripple end escb curl Of ber b >wed bend. Whtt trtMure bsd ■be lostT A sersp of wedding esk • thst, dnly put Tbro ngb lbs cbtrmed circle of the msr- risgt ring. Bria;s to the dreuoer’c loaging tjt st lut The face of kim, her future lord end king. I think if you bud etkod whut fsitb tbo laid Ob thie auao ebarm, aka would have aa. •werod, -Nay. It is all aoneeatc.” Noaa the leas the ■aid Seemed very loath to loie bar dreamt that night Aad there eane one to aid her la her quest! Aad ihen perhape, beeauee eke needed reel, Just for a space, ber bead lay on hie breast. Was the eeareh fruitless ? No, she must have found Something to flush ber face with this uew joy, Ab, can t iis be Ibo happy hunting ground Tnat gemmed ber finger with lha riug the wears’ What useless queries! Only this I know ; When sisvp at Iasi bsd closed her happy • aye*. Aad led its strange, wisrd pageant to and fro, Sbs taw bis face la dreamland’s para- dias. ^Irrtrt Htunj. A Bond with Satan. WaMrsD.—By a widow lady, resi ling a short distance up the Hudson a young girl of refined sad agreeable manners to act as s>o.paiiioo. Terass literal. Address, boa —, for three days. A word—a look ereo, are some time* prfgnaiit with our late, and ttfrve aa the portals through which we patMt to bappiuemtor misery. It ia uot wondfriul, theu, that the above adverthu-iueiit—stumbled ou by aocideut while going hopelessly, almost aimlessly, through the morn ing newspaper’s list of “Wants”— was the turniiig point in the des tiny of Marian Fostlick. Ou her eighteenth birthday an aunt who hail grudgingly doled out to ber living gave her, by way of a birthday gi t, a week of grace in which to Hud some means of sus- taiuiug herself, as she was uow ot age; and on the last day of the seven she had obtained nothing more substantial as a result of her we. ry pilgrimages than a little additional knowledge of the un- mere! ul virtue ot a suspicious and immaculate wo. Id when dealing with penniless youth and beauty. Mai>an bad nothing to lose; she had therefore nothing to tear; and in less than a week from the bate of the first note tremblingly ad dressed by her to “Box she hail patched up her scanty ward robe, gone through the formalities of a dry-eyed, stony parting with her aunt and was duly installed as companion of Mrs. Barrett, in a flue, old country-house uot a hun dred nii’es up the Hudson. The Barretts were an old family; ba«l traditions and ancestors (Eng lish). and titled, of course. Tnoy had taken root and ramified over half the Union, and been careful to intermarry only in tamilies likewise l>owerfiil and possessed of traditions and ancestors. They had old servants and an old bouse—the latter utterly devoid of the tricksy ornamentation ot modern buildings, square, solid anu comfortable; built ou a gently swelling knoll shaded by trees a hundred yeai* old, -with a brook in trout and ugly, well constructed, red-gabled ban s in the rear. Apart from the loveliness ol the surround ing country, without beauty of any kind, yet so tRoioughly comfort able and well to do, soaugges>ive of the substantial good^ things of this life in Its surroundings hnd out-flanking* of fields of grain, a huge, well kept kitchen-garden and heavily burdened orchard; with suck tood runners cackling, scratch ing, lowing, winged, feathered, hoofed and horned abont it—above all, iuilaelt so substantially, square ly and uncompromisingly ugly, that it actually bullied people into styl ing it one ot the handsomest p.aoes iu the country. There were only two of the Bar retta to uphold the tamilj diguity in this pellicular section of the conutry—Mrs Barrett, a fair, gra cious woman, looking younger than sue really was, and ber brother, the owner of the vast estate, and neither fair o r gracious; but their simp e neighbors spoke of them with as much reverence aa of an army, and select and fortunate, indeed, waa the merry-making considered that waa honored with their pres ence—that is to say, with Mrs. Bar rett’S, fur ber brother was never seen, except at church or ou hiree- back, and waa undt-rstood to be eoueutno and something of a mis anthrope. ^ Mrs. Barrett waa one of the beet of housekeepers; her household economy was olock work; her day> were arranged by 8,v>tem. At precisely such an hour, Miss F«w- dtek was summoned to read to her; at a given moment she was dts missed. From that time she was free to sit nnder the old-trees and work, or dream, or read; to inves tigate the mysteries of barn-yard life, or ot bread and butter making; undisturbed quiet reigned every where. She was trea'ed with the same solemn respect and observ ance as the rest of the family. There were romantic walks, and no end of marvelous views; above all, no one to scold, to spy out faults, to irritate with inoeesaut taunts and insinnations. For tb^firet few weeks Marian . JL was enchanted ; then sue began to tire; then ehe grew weary unto death. She was only vegetating, instead of living; she bad no end to accomplish—nothing to pursue; her faculties were stagnating; the place she had found so delicious grew terrible; the monotony galled and irritated ber; she was walled out f om life and its sympathies and ber soul grew clamorous for re lease. It was at this time that the ex istence of Mr. Barrett first obtruded itself upon her as a fact to be con sidered. Silting idly nnder the trees after one of her alteruoon readings she was startled by his coming sud denly around the corner of the house, iu close conference with bis tanner. Res sting as undignified her first impulse, which was to run. she sat quietly, a> d tor lack uf bet ter occupation liegrtii to analyze Mr. Barret;, whose dark t oe, when lighted up by te smile, bad, sue found to her surprise, something iu it both attractive and handsome, and so absorbed was she iu the dis covery that she did not see Mr. Barrett coming towards her, and started violently w ben be spoke to her. ‘•Too have been here six weeks,” he said, abtuptly. “How do you like the place t” “Not at all; that is,” she added, hastily sbt eked at her lwii incivil ity, “the place is well enough, but it don’t suit me.” “Ob, it doesn’t! May I inquire liow it is so unfortunate as to ol- lend! Come, out with it. You have to d me my ‘place is well enough;’ you can’t say anything worse. Is it the bouse you object to f Don’t you think it a model of beauty f” “I think it a monument of taste,” she returned demurely. Mr. Barrett caught the wicked sparkle iu ber eye aud laughed heat lily. “You mean taste lies dead and buried under it Good I You are both obstinate aud malicious. And one must be that who doubts the t lean tics ot any thing belonging auto a Barrett. So ami. I could never properly appreciate the beauties of this paradise, though it is my own. Tnere is to me, as to you, a some thing hateful iu all tuts loveliness; as though the peace, the verdure, the very air of substantial comfort were only the mask of some dire eejret that ought to rend yonder walls and lay them iu piles of rub bish above the spot—” He stopp.'d abruptly. His tone aud look bad been that of eager, al- most tierce inquiry. Involuntarily Marian shrank away from him ; for more than once the undefined shad owings of some such secret as he bad turned at bad visited ber, and she felt that ber face told him so. “You have sefen—have known it,” he went on, still mdre eagerly. Then checking bimsett again ; “but why do 1 talk in tnis mad way to yonf There is a skeleton, doubt less. in every boose. Let us speak ot something imwe pleasant 3‘iad we tie friends. Miss Fosdick t” “If you like, sir.” “But it’s not as l like. I am not a moral Turk, with your respect and alfecttou captive iu my seiaglio, that 1 can say to you, like me, a man harsh, unprepossessing and eccentric, it is natural that I should desire your friendship ; your pure, candid nature is written ou your face; whether I shoo d uot prove even repugnant to you is a ques (iou ly ing iu the debatable lane ot attractions aud affinities.” “If my friendship can be of any value to you, it is at your service,” returned Marian, half puzz ed, half- pleased. He bent a look ou ber face, that made her co.or rise and ber heart beat faster. “There is a storm coming,” be said, at length. “You had better go up to the bouse.” Marian obeyed without a word, for she fancied that. she bad been forward aud indiscreet and was bitterly condemning her own tolly. Mrs. Barrett met ber at the door. “Ah! Miss Fosdick, yon are pro dent There is a storm at hand. Have you seen anything of my brother f 1 am so uneasy about him!” **1 left him sitting under the-) truuu” returned Mariae, simply. 1 whft it Is A snake-like gleam shot from Mrs Barrett’s ey es. “Oh! be has been sitting with yon i 1 am glad he has been in such good company.” Marian went up to her own room, feeling vaguely annoyed and an- easy, and sitting down by her win dow began to think, not of the secret at which Mr. Barrett bsd darkly hinted, bat ot himself; sud whether she had been so very silly, aud what he could have meant by bis sudden and nnaceouutable offer of friendship. Meanwhile the cloads that had gathered in the horizon slowly spread themselves over the entire sky, and her girlish meditations were suddenly interrupted by a flash and peal of thunder that made ber start to her feet hi dismay. Her door opened suddenly. “Please, miss, is master here f Mrs Barrett is so uneasy about him.” “HereP repeated Marian, indig- uantly, as Ann, a withered, hag gish, old family servant, came into the room. “In my room I whut do you mean by such a question f” “Indeed, and it’s a fool's ques tion,” teturued Ann, looking sharp ly around her; “but mistress’s so worried about master that*! tancy she’s got me dazed, too. You see, master’s always wild-like when it thunders, and so she can’t a-bear to have him ofi at such timea.” Marian looked, though she did not aiieak her cutiosity. why his salvation depends ou your assent.” “Delia, said Mr. Barrett with the same menacing gleam in bis eyes that Marians had seen there before “I care not,” she returned, defi antly. “Your hoar is drawing to a close. I have served you in . fear and trembling through a lifetime; bat at last I repent. You ghall not add another lost soul to your list ot victims. Girl, be meaut you for his yearly sacrifice to the master he serves—who, for his soul, gives him wealth, power—” The dock began to strike. Mr. Barrett turned livid. “Swear P be exclaimed, seizing Marian’s hand again. “Too late—too late P rang out in a chorus of mocking voices through the room. “The time is past; you are ours.” An awful peal of thunder and a a vivid flash of lightning that re vealed Mr. Barrel’s agonized face and bis sister's smile of triump em >R P ,6tM,or ^ “octtaatble to \W- phaslzed the words, aud in an in stant Marian was awake, staring around ber little room iu dismay, the newspaper still in her tightly clasped hands. It was all n dream and she bad answered the advertisement only in imagination. “We don’t speak of it,” con- lii ued Ann, drawing closer aud lowering her voice: “but there was a lady master was going to marry, aud she was struck by lightuiug on what was to have been ber wedding day, and mas ter just went crazy, and it was uioiiiti* afore be come to; aud even uow he’s queer and wild like whenever—mercy, what a flash ! I must find him somewhere, or mis tress’ll be raving, too.” Marian’s short-lived pleasure was gone. The friendship that had been the source of so much an ticipate’) pleasure was merely theu the vagary of a disordered brain. As she went down to supper, sue heard loud aud angry voices iu the tearoom; but ou opetuug the door, only Mrs. Barrett and ber brother were visible—the former as serene, the latter as impertui bab e as ever. The meal passed amidst unusual sib-uce and constraint; aud once over, Muiiau was about to hurry to ber room, whem she was arrested by Mr. Barrett Miss Fosdick, can I have the pleasure ot a moment’s con versa tion with you iu the library f” “Guy,” said Mrs Barrett, “warn- itigiy, “remember! 1 will keep my word.” “As you like; I defy you,” re- turued Mr. Barrett holding open the door for Marian to pass. Hardly kuowiug what she did, Mariau entered the library, a som bre room, that she had always avoided entering. Mr. Barrett followed bef. “Miss Fostick,” he commenced, with Lis usual abruptness, “my sis ter’s rashness has precipitated the avowal; but bad you a little more expet ieuce of the world, you must have seen, almost from the first day of your arrival, that I love you.” Mariau sauk down ou a sofa, trembling aud breathless. She was conscious ot a powertu! attraction that had always drawn her toward this man, even iu bia sourest, most taciturn moods; but it that were love, or what was love, she found herself unable to answer. “You are shocked—alarmed P be went on. eagerl.v ; “but why should you bet Your heattshould tell you as certainly uow as it could a dozen years hence. Love is uot a plant ol slow and tender growth, to be rear ed with careful watching aud tend ing; it is the lightning that springe from the cloud and strikes where least ex|>ected. It you will be my wile, \ou can tell me so to night— better, perlfaps, than a year from uow ” Marian was silent “I tlid not know ” she commeno. ed. “I think I—” “That is not enough’” he inter- rupted. “You must promise—you must swear.” Aud seizing her hand be beut on her such a glance as that with which the rattlesnake pharma bis prey. But though greatly irritated, Ma riati’s strong common sense cams to her rescue. “I will uot be mad enough,” she said, decisively, “to peril my whole future bappiuess by taking suoh an oath as you require of me.” Mr. Barrett’s eyes flashed firs. “You will not, you—will not P be commenced furiously. Then sud denly changing bis tone sud throw ing bimsslfoo Ins kuees before her: M Oh, Marian P beexolaiised pite ously, “pity, pardon ms; but my life, my bouor, my very salvation, depend oo you. 1 cannot—I may uot explain to you with safety now—” Tbs door borstopeo aod Mrs. Barrett rushed into tbs room. BtopP she exclaimed, “if you Dot already lost, sod hear A Great Discovery. Mr. Wm. Thomas, of Newton, Is., says : “My wife has lieen seriously afflicted with a cough for twenty- five years, and this spring more severely than ever bt fore. She bad us*-d many remedies without relief, and being urged to try Dr. King’s New Discovery, did so, with most gratifying results, The first bottle relieved her very much, and the sec ond bottle has absolutely cured ber. She has not bad so i:ood health for thirty years. Trial bottle free at Willcox & Go’s, drug store. Large bottle 1.00 Wise Words. A good name, like good will, is gained by mauy actions aud lost by one. Work to day, for you know not how much you may be hindered to morrow. “Not for ourselves, but for others.” is the grand law inscribed on every part of creation. He who is the most slow io mak ing a promise, is the most faithful to the performance of it. In stud\ ing character do not be blind to tbe shot learnings of a warm friend or the virtues of a bitter enemy. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and be who plants kindliness gath ers love. Failure, after long perseverance, is much grander than never hav ing a striving good enough to be called a failure. No man was ever endowed with a judgment so correct and judicious, in reguUting his life, but that circumstances, time and experience woultl teach him something new. and apprise him that of those things with which be thought himself the l>est acquainted be knew ttyHhing ; and that those ideas which in theory appeared the most advantageous, were found, when brought into practice, to be altogether inapplica ble. Oar job dopartmost UsuppUtd witk ovary facility navesaary to onablo ua lo coapola both aa toprlce and quality ot work, with «*«a thoM of thoeitioa, and wo guarantee aatii- faction in ovary particular or ebarge talking for our work. Wa are nlwwya prepared ia fill order* at short notice fbr Btamka. Oil Heads, Uttar Hoard*. Cards, Band bills Poster*. Circulars, pamphlets, j|e. All job work auet bo paid tor Oash on Delivery- U-LU.ULIJiM Mammoth Cave. Mb. Editor : 1 have been requested to writ* an account of my recent trip to tbe Mammoth Gave in Kentucky, la complying with the request the wri ter is sensibly cognizant of the foot that a pen far more facilto than his could but tail to becomingly por tray the sublime beauties and cu riosities of this great natural won der; and it is not any immoderate intention ou tbe part of the writer to suitably treat tbe subject, but simply a modest desire to iutereet, at least, some of your readers, that has influenced him jto write the fol low ing condensed description. Tbe Gave is probably the great est—surety oae of ti e grealest— natural wonders iu tbe werty. ,.Iu no other place that we have heard of, has Nature exhibited ber Varied wonders aud beauties bn a more im posing scale of magnificence aud Never Give Up. Ifyon are suffering with low and depreased spirits, loss of appetite, general debility, disordered blood, weak coiiA'.itution, headache, or any diriease of a bilious nature, by all means procure a bottle of Electric Bitters. Yon will be surprised to nee tbe rapid improvement that will follow; you will be inspired with uew lire; strength and activity will return ; pain and misery will cease, and henceforth you will rejoice iu the praise of Electric Bitters. Sold at fltty cents a bottle by Willcox & Go. There is a colored preacher who lives near Jasper, Ga.. who rules bis horse by butting bim. If the horse is fractious or stubborn he takes tbe kinks out by deliberately seizing it by tbe ears aud battingit squarely in tbe forehead an til it falls to its knees. Tbla it general iy does at tbe second or third-butt, when tbe old parson stepa behind end drives ahead again.—Cowyer* (Ga.) Solid South. Bueklea’s Arntea Salve. The best Salve iu the world for Guta, Bruises, Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Sores. Tetter, Chapped Hands, Gbitbiains, Corns, and all Skin Eruptions, aod positively cures Piles, or no pay required. It ia guaranteed to give perfect satis faction, or money refunded. Pries 25 ecu ti» per box. For sale by Will- cox k Co. tors Iron two points, being 7 miles from Glasjo Junction and 9 miles from Gave Gity, station* ou the Louisville and Nashville R<1troada respectively, 91 and 85 miL-s tiem Louisville aud 64 aud miles irom Nashville. When we arrive within a few pace* of the eutr.iiw-e, tbe only one yet discovered, which is situated about 200 yards iu the rear of the hotel, we are * tar tied by a strong current of air ruahiug into the Gave. Tbe place of the egress ot this air is unknown though, of course, it is natural to suppose that some exit exists which aa yet re mains undiscovered. Descending a flight of rustic stone steps we find ourselves at the gate of this “neth er world.” Beyond, all ia dark and gloomy. Not tbeftiiutest ray break* the awful darkness Moving ou about 75 lest, we ;reach the great vestibule or ante chamber of tbe Gave. Tbe vestibule is oval in shape, 200 feet in length aud 175 feet wide. Tbe roof, 50 f e e t high, is as uniform and gloss» as if finished by tbe practiced touch of a skillful jnason. Opening into tbe vestibule at right angles with each other are two passages, each 500 feet long by 100 leet wide. Tbe one leading to tbe right is called Audubon avenue. Long years ago this seems to have served as a bury- i.ig ground, as skeleton* and re mains—some of a prodigious size — have here been exhumed. Tbe wall* are us dark as Erebus, sud around us is a cauopv of'darkuc** which the eye vainly essays to penetrate Far up, 120 feet high, by tbe aid of burning missiles tossed up, we catch glimpses of a dark Uosry ceil ing, resembling rolling clouds. The scene here is particularly solemn and awe-inspiring. A solemn death like silence retgus, disturbed uot even by tbe splash of a single drop of water or whisper of air This avenue is about oue mile iu length, and at its termination is a well of water as pure aud sparkling as obrystal. Throughout this avenue are gigautic stalagmite aud stalac tite formations, extending from floor to ceiling, covered w ith daz zling incrustations. The refieotious and scintillations from these incrus tations when tbe hall is brillffuitly lighted up, just absolutely distance description. The Bat Room, which U a branch of Audubon avenue, contains a pit said to be 280 feet deep Gountless numbers of bats hang, in a torpid state, from tbe walls of tbe room during tbe winter mouths. Leaving' tbe Bat Room we re enter tbe veatibule, aod then pass into Main Gavern or Broad way. At every step through thie this vast tuuuel, some object pre sents ittelf to interest aud instruot the geologist. Futtber oe about one fourth of a mile, we reaah the church, 63 teet iu hightb aud ’ 100 feet iu diameter. In tbe rear is sit uated a massive rock, closely re sembling a pulpit, and 8 or 10 feet above is situated the obuir toft. In this natural temple of worship di vine services have frequently been held. A very imma erial effort ou tbe part of the speaker, will make himself beard throughout the entire room. Tbo next .avnuuiv? miles long aud 40 feet wide, is styled tbe Gothic avenue. Iin bis apartment, in 1813, two mammies were found io an excellent state of preserva tion. The dry atmosphere ot tbo Cave coming in contact yitb.the ni trate of lime, with which tbe earth is so highly impregnated, preserves animal flesh from decompoeitioo and putrefaetieu. In Gothic wrence are stalagmite pillars, enee beauti fully traaeloeoat, but now bfoekru ed by the torches of travelers. Ia this chamber also ia foond Vulcan's Furnaoe ami ttfo Devil’s arm chair. Tbe former consists of a heap of black looking cinder- at tbe foot of which fe a rook heeio of dark-oolor- ed water. The latter eonaiete of a largo stalagmite solemn ia the sen- ofwbiehisa ‘‘I bare tried Hogbee’Tonie for Chill* aod one bottle made a com plete ears. Two doctors bad faded tostop tbeehilie and oo preeorip- tion afforded mere than temporary relief.” ^R K. Greeulefs* Kaudail, tre on the back of tridebt wt of a thi* Loeerh large seat Resting the seat iaa long i0ithe bt- f4f*d m