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THE DARLINGTON NEWS, ypBUSHW BVlBYTlIURSDAYMOaNIMG HENRY T. THOMPSON. . proprietor. fERlS-'l- Per kauum ^ AdTauce. gguare, flr.t insertion $1.00 Sausre, second insertion 60 2“ery subseqent insertion 50 * Contract adTertisements inserted upon the noit reasonable terms. u.rriaee Notices nnd Obituaries, not .tleedinif six lines, inserted free. DARLINGTON 1 •FOR US PRINCIPLE IS PRINCIPLE—RIGHT IS RIGHT—YESTERDAY, TO-DAY. TO-MORROW, FOREVER. VOL. XIV. NG 35. DARLINGTON, S. 0., THURSDAY, AUGUST 30. 1888. WHOLE NO 711. JOB DEPARTMENT. Our job department issnpplied wih neerp facility necessary to enable us to compete both as toprice and quality of work, witk ever those at Ike cities, and we guarantee satis faction in every particularer charge nothing for our work. Wtnrealwayn prepared in ftll orders at short notics for Blanks, Bil Heads, Letter Heads, Cards, Hand Bill* Posters. Circulars, Pamphlets, Be. All job »ork must be paid for Oash on Delivery. FAIRIES’ WASHING. mm and glad to the house she ran, IBjJb a amile on her upturned face; efou never can guess what I've found, mamma. 0, thousands of bit* of laoel rffhe fairies have done their waahing, I know, r,', out on the orchard grass, and lt'» spread ao doce there la hardly room . for even a bird to pasa m, ricked up this fairy handkerchief, lean t«l to show H to you.” gbe opened her hand—O, the sorrowful faoe! There was only a drop of dow. -Wide Awake. Till! LAST TOURNAMENT. All my life It has seemed to me that there never was so delightful a room as tiM big dinlug room at Woodstock. It vas a long, narrow room, with narrow •iits of windows, so shaded on one dde by the black green oedar trees that grew up against It that the room was always half In shadow, but on the other aide you had a view of the gray tops of the race stables, and just beyond a rolling sweep of bine grass fields, with a cool, clear pond lying In the midst Hke a shield of burnished silver. Within the whole end of the room almost was taken up by a huge fireplace, with a broad, lagged Dearth and a mantel shelf set high above al i possible depredations of childish aariosi t y Into this great fire logs of hick ory and maple would l>o piled, Mid it was the delight of my childhood to sit In the torner.a veritable Cinderella,and catch the sweet, pungent, smoke Savored juice that the fire stewed out of the wood. Over ogalust the opposite wall stood a long, low, mahogany sideboard, black with age, la the dusky mirror of whose polished wood the flames reflected themselves with strange and grotesque variations, now dying down to a tremulous glow in the black panel of a door, now catohing a silvery radiance from the long lines of nelng cups on the upper shelf or giving sot prismatic gleams from the heavy glass decanters. Oh, it was a pleasant enough room to sit In, especially In the twilight, when the gloaming peopled the room with the fan tastic shadows that dreams are made of. likely as not, Just as the fire died down sad the flames began to flicker into un steady light, there would be a shuffling of feet in this doorway, and an old negro man. with a kindly.whimsical face, would some In, smiling above the heavy “turn” •f wood he was bringing to replenish the ire. It would be Jeff, who had been born on the place, and to whom it belonged as much as to any of Its ostensible white •wuers, not by right of title deeds, but by right of pride and love in it. Jeff s place In the family had long been s sinecure He had ridden the famous horses raised on the place, when he was a Ight weight jockey, and in after years, when he grew too heavy for that, he was head groom and undlsputable authority on turf matters; but above all, he had keen Marso Phil's friend and companion h childhood and yonth. He had helped Marse Phil trap rabbits and train colts; he went off with Marse Phil to the war, sad when ho fell In that awful rush of saralry at Fort Donelson it was Jeff who walked home all the way, leading Black Bess by tho bridle—the horse on which Marse Phil was killed was sacred to him, ■ad he would not ride it. Well, ole Miss never thought of that Without dropping an extra lump of sugar Into his ‘'toddy,” ora little more “sper- dU." for Jeff Delongs to the old regime tad has no opinion of the new fangled temperance notions. ‘‘Dey ain't no sense in hit,” he always positi leani: •cgues. “for what does the | Take a 1 , little for de stomach's sake,’ en I lay folks is bsdlt des de same way now dey wu* den. Deys got de ve'y same kind ef stomachs, en dey need comfortin' powerfully sometimes.” It was fast growing dark one winter evening, I remember, when Jeff came In with his armful of wood, which he de- elted lu the wood box, and then stood aing against the mantel, negro fashion, with his foot on the burning Ion. Some how his raggod clothes with their Ibcon- pnoue patches fell about him plctur- •sqnaly, his knotty old black hands hong Mly by his side, and the flames leaping up showed his face sharpely outlined against the white wall, as stul and Immovable as if it was carved In bronze. But the face wu full of the wistful longings and mem ories of old ago, tho pathetic look that eomes to those who dwell In tho past and for whom the future has neither hope nor promUe. Presently he went over to the side board and began touching, one by one, the long rows of silver oups and goblets ~the trophies be had helped to win. They were his fetiches, the visible Idols “»t represented all the happy past, and he did not need the Inscriptions, at best meaningless scrawls to him, to tell him on what race course or at what fair Frax jnella or Miss Wilkins, or Autocrat or Bnrpriso had won one or another of them, •nd he know well enough that the time had been when each of these sUver cups *spre»ented fortunes staked on the speed mid endurance of a horse. It was some- thing worth remembering, those races when they ran four mile heats, and it took aU the nerve and endurance of rider tod horse to win. There was the cup “at was givou when Fraxlnella won the “os at Nachez, when she ran twenty miles at one race—the best two out of “fee—with two dead heats. And then there were the Crevasse and Wegner cups—Jeff chuckled softly to ■hnself.as ho touched them: “We won dem at Nashville, honey," he ■•Id aloud; “we’d done entered Crersese tod Wagner for de three mile race, en dee •* me and Marso Phil wuz startin ol* marster call ont: ‘Boys, win a race or kill e boas.’ Wall, Marthy Dunn an Invincible y*e de fas ferrites, and we ran our "0—se.agin em, me a-rldln, en we won bof Hose, bat Wagner drspped under me lees •a I got under de string You know dat hoes know whnts epeoted of him en he Mn’t gwine to spint nobody. Dee den ■uae Fbil come up en I say: ‘Fore Gord. Maras Phil, what you reckon old marster’s ‘He’* bleedged ‘ i woo a race as if centuries instead of years rolled be tween. I knew he was remembering the ring he and Marse Phil laid off In the blue grass meado^, where Marse Phil practiced riding bare back and without a bridle on the thoroughbred mare ho had chosen for the purpose. Round and round he would go, tilting at the rings hang ing from their supports, and stringing them on the long, slender lance he was to uso. It was a pretty enough sight to see him practicing In the dewy mornings, both rider and horse with that Indescrib able thoronghbred look, clean cut, power ful, erect, with an ear and an eye like an Indian’s, and a courage one Instinctively felt would never falter. They would go to their death, if need be, with a rush. Jeff never forgot those mornings. Some times ho would time them, sometimes ole marseter, sometimes pretty Polly, Marso Phil’s cousin, would flatter down to the ring and stand there with tho big stop watch In her hands, the daintiest judge that ever called time on a laggard rider. It was only when Polly was time keeper that the mare and her rider failed to get around In the twenty seconds prescribed by the tournament management for tho race, and Jeff groaned in spirit when he thought of the possible effect of Polly’s presence on the great day. “1 lay Miss Polly’s gwine to make Marse Phil lose dat race yit,” he prophe sied dismaUy. The ring In the meadow at Woodstock was but a prototype of many another in the neighborhood, for the tournament was to bo a grand affair. Tho prize for the victor was a slender golden crown sot with rubles, and he was to choose from among the county belles the ono ho would crown queen of lovo and beauty. Finally the day arrived, such an Octo ber day as only comes to Tennessee and southern Kentucky, when the nir Is full of the blue haze of Indiam summer and the forests are like banks of opa), rod and yeUow, brown and green, a quivering mass Of color in the autumn breeze, ana the long white turnpikes curve between banks of golden red and purple Iron weeds. "The fair grounds where tho tour nament was to be held was gay with music and bright with flags. The rich country people were coming In In heavily laden carriages, the booths where colored lemonade and Indigestible gingerbread was sold, or feats of skill or chance at tempted, were in full swing of custom. Hostlers led blanketed and silky coated horses In and out the crowd, nurses la gay bandannas and white aprons scurried about with dazed and frightened children, every now and then the wind would bring a whiff of the savory barbecue Mug pre pared under the superintendence of old Ben In a trench under the oaks, for a big dinner and dance was to finish off the day’s festivities. It was a noisy, boister ous, good natured crowd, care free as they never were to be again. Up at the amphitheatre the track was being sprinkled and rolled until it was hard and firm. Over at one side was the flight of steps covered with white cloth that led to the throne where some fortu nate youth was to lead his sweetheart, and there in the presence of aU his little world crown her queen of love and beauty. It was as pretty and as picturesque a scene under the soft southern skies as one could well Imagine, and It would have been pathetic enough for all Its bravery If only one had known that tho south bail come to the very last days of her hundred years of song and merry making, and that this was almost the last holidaying of a happy, care free people. But the band was beginning to play— what was It? "I’m dreaming now of Hal lie, sweet Hallie,” it Is the southern air, if we have one. Ah, many a night under the stars on the eve of battle, or in the dim, a dawn when they sprang from half en dreams of home to boot and sad dle, when the band played "Listen to the Mocking Bird,” did those gallant young fellows recall that day with a heartsick and homesick throb. Tho music throbbed out louder and louder through the vibrant air, the grooms were leading the sleek coated thoroughbreds round and round the ring, the contestants were getting ready, only Marso Phil Is lingering for a few last words with PoUy, who Is pinning on his breast a knot of white ana silver ribbon that looks brave enough against tho black velvet and silver lace that someBow th hl.i prond young figure drawn up to Us fullest height and In his eyes that look of courage, of determina tion, of victory “Cose I knowed Marse Phil wuz a hand some man,” Jeff always said in speaking of that day, "but I never see dat look on his face agin till I see him chargin up de hill on Black Bess in do face of the can non, wid his soad in ono hand en de flag In de yuther Hit rack me think bout de day of the tournament right away, en God knows hit warnt no time to be thinkin bout home den. ” Well, it was only a moment Marse Phil sat there motionless on his horse, and then ho and Black Bess were speeding around the ring as lightly and smoothly as a bird sweeps In circles. “God, how he rides!" a man exclaimed under his breath “I wouldn’t give that for Edwards' chances," with a contempt uous snap of the fingers; but Jeff, wno has heard, and who in the excitement has pushed his way up to the railing that shuts in the track, Jeff only groaned, for he has just caught sight of pretty Polly, her face white with suppi'essed anxiety, leaning far over from the grand stand, and he remembers what a hindrance her S resence used to bo at tho practice In the lue grass meadow “Marso Phil’s des fool enough to lose de race count of some foolishness bout her,” he said to himself. Ho can only trust Marso Phil's eyes ore elsewhere than on tho grand staml. Already twice has he strung every ring on his lance. He has only once more to take with his un erring hand the ton more rings that pro claim him victor. There is a moment’s pause, and then, with the crash of the opening bars of music, Marse Phil is away threading his lance through the rings at tho mare's best gait. A third of the way around! Half of the way around! Jeff brei.thos easier. Marse Phil is op posite to the grand stand when he glancee up to meet Polly's eyes fixed on mm, so full of pride ami love and ioy, ho loses his head a little. What wonaer? poor fellow. It does not take a quarter of a second scarcely, but in that time Polly snatches off her arm a bracelet set thick with shin ing stones and throws It right before Black Bess' flying feet. Quick as the act Is, it is not ouicker than love’s Intuition, and In another instant Marse Phil has strung his trophy on the lance and Is tak- last ring from tho hook. It was tly done. The crowd cheered Itself but the timekeeper from the judges’ stand called: “Tw How to CtUiao Grasshoppers. Tho grasshopper plague In Minnesota has assumed so serious * character that the farmers around St. Paul have decided to pay $1 a bushel for the insects in order to stimulate tbs efforts for their deetruo- tlon. In Venesnela recently a prise of $4,000 was offered to anybody who wqnld Invent a means of profitably converting locusts Into grease or any Other useful article We cannot claim originality for the idea, but why not adopt the Indian system! Tho aboriginal farmers of the plains, we have been told heretofore, do not regard the grasshopper as an unquali fied evil. When their wheat crops grow undisturbed by these insects the Indians eat the wheat after It has been prepared In the usual way. When the grasshop pers come and eat the wheat, nowever, the Indians eat the grasshoppers. In tills wav they are always sure of a good crop of one kind or the other and are happy In any event There is authority for the statement that fried grasshoppers are not unpalata ble, the testimony of white men who have dined on them being that they have a “rich, nutty taste,” not unlike peanuts or something of that sort, and that the most squeamish person would enjoy them If they were served up iu batter or under some other name. We do not care to press the subject too far, but why not give the frisky visitors a chance to redeem their reputatlou by transferring them from the field to the kitchen, from tho furrow to the frying pan? The Indian holds the oyster and shrimp In soora. and his, wo know, is a blind and unreasonable prejudice. Why not learn from him at the same time that wo teach him to es teem our delicacies? Let our friends In Minnesota, then, name the grasshopper tho “prairie shrimp,” for instance, and gather him In and make the most of him. Charleston (S. 0.) News. For Sale. Thorcighbred Pekin Dank*, trio, or $8 50 a pair. Apply t» M188 C. B. TOWN- END, Society Hill, 8 $.-» 00 THIS -WAY C. Cotton Seed Wanted, Blackwrll Bros. & On. ore in the market this erason anti will pay the highest cash price* or make liberal exchanges ot priii ** cott«n need meal tor good round seed. Furman University, tiRBBNVILLG, 8. 0. The next Session hrgin* September 2fi. 1888. Thorough instruct on in ih* usual college eour«e is g ven. Good hoard cheao in private families ; still cheaper ii. messes For catalogue apply to DR. C. MANLY, President, or PROF H. T. COOK. Aug. 9, '88. FOR NOTHING ELSE Finds Shelter Here* When It Is Too Late, great many of Natore’s law* are i many of written bo plainly In oonseqaenoes, that It seems very odd that so many of us pass oar Uvea without paying the least regard }ften it hi only when ihe^ to them ; too o: are written in our very life’s’ blood we heed them at all, and then it Is too Tbs anxious msn of business, the Notice of Renewal. Notice is herrby given that an spplica lion wil' oe made al the rxpiratinn ot three | months from this date f r rem wnl of 8crip for Twenty Shares iu Stock of Cher.iw g Darlington R. R. Co., irauel to 11 W James, and numbered 110, which Scrip hat been lest. W\t. K RHODES, Adiii’r. Eat. 11. W. Jan ee. June 28. ’88.—3m HOW JS TH B KiLLOUGH & CO., will sell you instruments at oash prices and take only I $10 on Organs and $J*) on Pianos and collect balance. November 1st. 1888 with out interest ? Write. Drawer D., or call and see tlun. in .Vilen’s Bt >ok, Florence, S. C. Teachers, Ministers, Sabbath. Schools and Churches get speci>.l d scounls. Sheet Music Books and Musical Murchandtse, shipped direct from Publisher*. A good Tuner connected with the firm July 5, 1888. Wonderful 'Bargains for the next Thirty Bays. To Planters and Mill LlS! Men of C ine to aayt Enhespon. ‘Ht jay wu beyud him- Wu’m to killed a boas.”' After a bit Jeff turaud, so that the light night fall a Utile fuller on It—a •lander, v, that, with ite attendant i stood in the center of the bo one n bersel. [totrumblei one else, not even Je “ I knew very w# Mlmt w of ecrol ~ toy iventy-one seconds!” Jeff stumbled away from the scene dazed and Infuriated. He had so counted on success and Marse Phil had thrown it away in the very moment of victory for a woman's whim. He hung his head as he led Black Bess back to the stables, and when he heard tho ahonts that saluted Capt. Edwards' victory he laid his head down on the mare’s neck and sobbed for disappointment. But Marse Phil had none of the signs of defeat about him as he made his way to where pretty PoUy, as duskily red as a June rose, was awaiting his coming. What was It she was saying under cover of all the noise and eon fusion? "You won” And Marse Phil in answer to the look in her eyes finished the sentence— “My Queen of Love and Beauty.” For the sake of beauty’s eyes he had lost the prize, but the management of the tonrnament sent him. In recognition of his superb horsemanship, the slender, ewerllke pitcher that still stands on the sideboard at Woodstock. That was the last tournament. Before another golden autumn rolled around, the tempest of war had broken over the land, and tho old south, the old, careless. Idle, nappy south had ceased to be.—Elizabeth M. GUmer in New Orleans Picayune. WARD & WOODS. Attorney* k Counselors at Law, DARLINGTON, 8. C. Wil practice in al) State and Federal Courts.) If Jeff [of thoeol makes a good foil for his fresh young beauty and lithe figure. "I am your knight, Polly," bn Is say ing, “If I win I crown you qneen of love and beauty, and my wife,” and audacity wins with pretty Polly, as humUity never would, and she flushes a little under her clear dark skin as she answers— "If you win!" Those were the days when people read Scott Instead of Howells and James, and when they believed, like Stevenson, that the finest nero Is better for wearing a bit of purple, so when the contestants In tho tournament rode ont they 'Vore the old court dress. Most of them were descen dants of tho old knightly linos of Eug land, and there may have been some In distinct Inherited consciousness of other tourneys and jousts that made this sport take such hold on their Imaginations, so they came as Ivanhoe and Boise Gilbert, and the Black Knight and Sir Launeelot, and a host of others. Presently the bugle called time and tho Tlrst knight entered and saluted the audi ence that sat eager, breathless, attentive. Poor feUow, It was not long before he earned a real knighthood on the field of battle, when he rode with that same un faltering and immovable seat In the sad dle right Into the faoe of death and planted his colors on the enemy’s smok ing batteries. There was a murmur of recognition for him and his horse, for It wee en audience that owned and was keenly critical of good horse flesh, and then there was a wild fanfare of music, the judge dropped the flag, and horse and rider were away on a mad race. Only twenty seconds in which the rider mast teke the ten rings, hanging from their hooks, on his long, slender lance. Quick of eye, supple of wrist, faultless horseman must he be or he loeee. Twice the rider the ten glittering rings on his but on the third round nis horse on the track, a on the bridle, ne what, bnt it la one of thoee unforeseen mishaps that tarns the for tunes of the day, for one at least, and aa the rider leavee the ring he knows he la defeated. It wu e eight well worth seeing, the beautiful horeee and their gallant riders, bat after a while it became apparent that that contest lay between Marse Phil and Cap. Edwards. Both were expert horee- mea, and both rode horeee whose records made on many a hard run race.. hi the contest had reached al when the track was the lest thne, end in answer to call Maree Phil rode into the \ 'salute to FUh of the Bahamas. The fish alone are remarkable In va riety. Among them are the black fish, the porpoise, which seems to tumble about in all waters; the shark, the deadly foe of the sailor; the dolphin, in endless pursuit of the delicate flying fish which scuds through the air because It Is chased, and not because it enjoys it, which same dolphin is never cooked aboard a vessel unless a silver half dollar is put in the pot, for if the half dollar blackens then tho dolphin is full of poison from having sucked copper from slip bottoms; the wnipray, like tho flounder and with a tall like a' coachman’s whip, sometimes ten feet long; tho jewflsh, which is to these waters as the halibut of our north east coast; the yeUow tailed snapper, gi gantlo turtles, the catfish, the groups striped snapper, honito, Spanish mackerel, angel fish, porkfish, houndfish, and suck ing fish. Then there is that dread seamen, the Portuguese man ... .—» strange formation of maritime life, like a mass of jelly with Its ventral fins extend ing in every direction, riding tho heaviest seas like a bird, and which sea folk say Is a deadly poison to tho touch; the starfish, sea urchins, the humming bird fish, the phosphorescent jellyfish or glow worm ol the ocean, and other wonderful and start llngly colored mites of these waters; be sides tiny caves and grottoes of white coral, where the sponges, like dark forests, are forever swaying with the endless mo tion of the tides, and where nestle and hide sea fans, tho rainbow fish, conches containing priceless pearls and such dell cate elfs of the ocean as we of the land can only Imagine through fairy lore or the witchery of.dreams.—Edgar L Wt man In St. Louis Republic. 1 mystery to : of war, that muni, m CSV slips, a bit of ineonality < touch too light at heavy c one knows what, bat it I has >t)»' treasures a ba looked that The Junk Dealer’s Trade. | But few people have an Idea how large an Industry is represented by what may eoUectivelybe termed the "rag business. ' Belated citizens returning to their home* with tho dawn and flimsy excuses for their waiting wives cannot fail to notice the swarm of men, women and children that dives In and out of obscure places, seizing with wolfish aridity on all sorts o' scraps, such as paper, iron and dgw stumps. These go Into an Immense sack carried osi the back, and by the hoar of 7 the collectors may be seen at the door «f the rag man’s den. bargaining for the sale of their wans. To a junk dealer (and Us tribe yearly Increases in a dty like CWoatfo) almori any thing la welcome, and no asks no ques tions. Lead pipe from a vacant house, from a foundry, pattern! i rods, old _ all forms, from a family Bible to brass castings from a foundry, In copper, pieces of lightning iron of any description, paper In from a fywiily Bible to the ephes _ journal.of events, go on the scales and are subjected to the relentless appraisement of ao much per pound. -If’Ahe goods offered for sals wen stolen It la none of his business. Ba asks no question* and bpsl dealer, In the course of time grown wealthy, abandons Us calling and seek* a wider field under the sign of the three balls ef Lombardy <* th* seductive dlmre- mant of “ea*y paymentr “ Herald. tor Is nnS Always • mi SJiLSl contest with nervous farce. In which they are sure to come off wonted; and tot what? Often for the most ridiculous causes.—De merest’s Monthly. LAtV CAROM J. WARD. S. O. WOOD* J. K. RKTTLKS. C. S. BKTTIZB Nettles & Nettles, Attorneys fc Counselors at Law, UarliitKlon €. H., S. C. Will practice in all the State and Federal Courts. Prompt personal attention ’iven to collection of claima. Sep. 2, ’86 ly, DARLINGTON. Yoar especial attention in invited to the celebrated 1’lessen. Variable Feed 8aw Mills, Straight Line Engines, New Eva Boilers, and Shafting, l’alleys, <£c. manufactured by the Liddell Co., of [ Charlotte, N. G., for which I am 8tate agent, and upon which I am prepared to make e.loae estimates. Van Winkle, L’latt and Wiuahip | cotton gins; Corbin Disc Harrows, Planet. Jr, Horse Cultivators; | Thomas Imperial Huy Rakes, Cot ton Planters, &c. Deering one and | two-horse mowers, binders, and light reapers. Wind mills erected and fitting same a specialty. Esti mates furnished on brick making] and wood working maebiuerv. Write to W. H. GLBBE3, Jr., Columbia, 8. C. or R C Commander, agent for Dar- ] lingtou Co , Cnrlersville, 8. C. Preparatory to moving in:o our New Store in the Enterprise Hotel Building, we offer our entire stock at Net Coat. Every article marked down to the last notch. We are forced to aeli at some price, aa after the We will conduct our buaiueas ou the ONE PRICE plan and will handle NOTHING BUT SOLID BARGAINS! Having piat eatabliahed an agency iu New York for the purpose of pick- j ing up all kind of true values, wo will quote prices and offer snch goods as no other house can match. We are getting ready for a spirited fall [ campaign and iu due ti me will issue our Proclamation. Meanwhile call around and get a few of the plums now b dug thrown away. Very Respectfull GANSON & BROOM. July 26, *88. W. BOYD, 0*0. W. BROWN BOYD <t BROWN- attorneys and Counselors at Law Office in rear of Dar ington Nation al Bank. DARLINGTON C. II., S C. prompt personal attention to ALL BUSINESS. Feb. 3, ’87—ly. C, P. DAP GAN, Attorney at Law and Trial Justice. Praciices in (lie United States Court and in the ‘th nud 5th circtits. Prompt afen tion to al business entrusted ts him. Office in Exchange Street, next tbeJDAR- LlNflTOIf Nkwh Office. T. H. SPAIN. Attorney at I aw, DARLINGTON, C. H., S. C. Will practice in Circuit Courts ami Supreme Court of South Carolina, Prompt attention given to all bu sineas, and special attention given to collections. Al Mi GmM OCO. t. TOALK, HENRY OUVCR. TO THU PUBLIC! o Do not buy an Engine, Boiler, Saw mill, Corn mill, Cotton Gin, or Cotton Press, until you write to me for prices. I AM GENERAL AGENT iu (hi* State for the well-known ffi m of TALBOTT# SONS, Richmond Va., and offer to you tbe best machinery for tbe money that is bold in this market. Agents for HALL, EAGLE, and LUMMUS] GINS at popular prices. Write to me be fore you buy V. C. BADHAM, Columbia, S. C. or Talbott & Sons, Richmond, Va. May 17, ’88- v Maine’! Fillet Bar. At tbs old stand on PEARLE STREET. Manne has just returned from tbe North, where be was appointed special agent lor THE NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE’S PRIVATE STOCK PURE RYB WHISKEY, As flue a brand as has ever been brought to Darlington He is also -xgent for REDMOND’S CORN WHISKEY. Ssp 29, ’87. ly. JIJ Geo. E. Toale & Co., MANUFACTURERS —AND— WHOLESALE DEALERS IN Doors, Sash, Dlinds, Builders’ Hardware, AND W Mis Malwiil OFFICE AND SALESROOMS 10 and 12 Bayne Street, CHARLESTON, • • S. Write for Estimates. May 31,1888. Mfff- c. G.U. who has removed hi stick ot GENERAL MERCHANDISE, to the stand opposite his former —PLACE ON— PEA RLE STREET, offers a well selected variety of all fruits of this season. Apples, Malaga, Concord, and Catawba grapes, banannas, pear*, lemons, orangos, cocoanuts, figs, dates, and all kinds of nnts. Cranberries and all leading Northern veg etables. Miobigan ce'.lery received fresh twiee a wefk. My prices will compere fa vorably with any market North or South. I call special atteaiioo to my Grocery De- partment which it fall nnd complete. Can dy. eraakers of all kind#, tigers, tebaeeo. Aloe a frill lint af TU aaA Croakery ware at lowett prices. Nov. 10. 'SI, THE CHEAPEST Place in Town for ine Dress Goods, Dry Goods, Notions, Boots, Shoes and Hats, Wines, Liquors, and ll CIG. •a; - • smi '•* : s*