The Darlington news. (Darlington, S.C.) 1875-1909, November 22, 1888, Image 8
A SHIP OF ’49.
By BRET IIARTE.
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CHAPTER L
It had rained so persistently In Snn
Pranclsco daring the first week of Janu
ary, 1854, that a certain quagmire In the
roadway of Long Wharf had become Im
passable, and a plank was thrown over its
dangerous depth. Indeed, so treacherous
was the spot that it was alleged, on good
anthority, that a hastily embarking trav
eler had once hopelessly lost his portman
teau, and was fain to dispose of his entire
interest In It for the sum of |‘2.50toa spec
ulative stranger on the wharf. As the
stranger’s search was rewarded afterwards
only by the discovery of the body of a
casual Chinaman, who had evidently en
deavored wickedly to antlci[>ate him, a
feeling of commercial insecurity was added
to the other eccentricities of the locality.
The plank led to the door of a building
that was a marvel even in the chaotic
frontier architecture of the street. The
houses on either side—Irregular frames of
wood or corrugatol iron—bore evidence of
having been quickly thrown together, to
meet the requirements of the goods and
passengers who were once disembarked on
what was the muddy beach of the infant
city. But the building In question ex
hibited a certain elaboration of form and
design utterly inconsistent with this Idea.
The structure obtruded a bowed front to
the street, with a curving line of small
windows, surmounted by elaborate carv
ings and scroll work of vines and leaves,
while below, in faded gilt letters, appeared
the legend “Pontiac—Marseilles.” The
“THE BHI»"
effect of this Incongruity was startling.
It is related that an inebriated miner, im
peded by mud and drink before Its door,
was found gazing at its remarkable facade
with an expression of the deepest despon
dency. “I hev lived a free life, pardner,”
ho explained thickly to the Samaritan who
succored him, “and every time since I’ve
been on this six weeks' Jamboree might
have kalkllatcd it would come to this.
Snakes I’ve seen afore now, and rats I’m
not unfamiliar with,.but when It comes to
the starn of a ship ristn’ up out of the
Street, I reckon it’s time to pass In my
checks.” “It is a ship, you blasted old
soaker, ” said the Samariran curtly.
It was Indeed a ship. A ship run
ashore and abandoned ou the beach years
before by her gold seeking crew, with the
debris of her scattered stores and cargo,
overtaken by the wild growth of the
strange »tty and the reclamation of the
muddy flat, wherein she lay hopelessly
imbedded; her retreat cut off by wharves
and quays and breakwater, jostled at
first by sheds, and then impacted in a
block of solid warehouses and dwellings,
her rudder, port and counter boarded in,
and now gazing hopelessly through her
cabin windows upon the busy street be
fore her. Bat still a ship despite her
transformation. The faintest line of con
tour yet left visible spoke of the buoy
ancy of another element; the balustrade
of her roof was unmistakably a toffrall.
The rain slipped from her swelling sides
with a certain lingering tonch of the sea;
the soil around her was still treacherous
with its suggestions, and even the wind
whistled nautlcnlly over her chimney.
If, in the fury of some southwesterly gale,
the had one night slipped her strange
moorings and left a shining track through
the lower town to the distant sea, no one
Would have been surprised.
Least of all, perhaps, her present owner
and possessor, Mr. Abner Nott. For, by
the irony of circumstances, Mr. Nott was
a far western farmer, who had never seen
a ship before, nor a larger stream of water
than a tributary of the Missouri river.
In a spirit, hjilf of fascination, half of
■peculation, ho had bought her nt the
time of her abandonment, and had since
mortgaged his ranch at Petaluma, with
his live stock, to defray ths expense of
filling In the land where she stood and
the improvements of the vicinity. He
had transferred his household goods and
his only daughter to her cabin, and had
divided the space “between decks” and
her hokl Into lodging rooms and lofts for
the storage of goods. It could hardly be
said that the investment had been profita
ble. His tenants vaguely recognized that
his occupancy was a sentimental rather
than a commercial speculation, and often
generously lent themselves to the Illusion
by not paying their rent. Others treated
their own tenancy as a joke—a quaint
recreation born of the childlike familiar
ity of frontier Intercourse. A few had
left, carelessly abandoning their unsala
Me goods to their landlord with great
cheerfulness and a sense of favor. Oc
casionally Mr. Abner Nott, in a prac
tical relapse, raged against the derelicts,
and talked of dispossessing them, or even
dismantling his tenement, but he was
easily placated by a compliment to the
"dear old ship,” or an effort made by
some tenant to idealize his apartment. A
photographer who hud ingeniously uiil-
Ized the forecastle for a gallery (accessible
from the bows in the next street), paid no
torther tribute than a portrait of the
pretty face of Roecy Nott. The super
stitious reverence in which Abner Nott
held his monstrous fancy was naturally
enhanced by his purely bucolic exaggera
tion of its real functions and its native
element. “This yer keel has sailed, and
•ailed, and sailed,” he would explain with
Mine incongruity of Illustration, “in a
be* line, matin’ tracks for days rnnnin’.
I reckon more storms and blizzards hez
tackled hdr then you ken shake a stick at
She’s stampeded Whales afore now, and
eloahed round with pirates and freebooters
in and outer the Spanish main and across
lots from Marcelleys where she was rared.
And yer she sits peaceful like just ez if
■he’d never been outer a purtatcr patch,
and hadn't plowed the sea with fo’s&ils
and studdln’ sails and them things ca
vortin’ round her masts.”
Abner Nott’s enthusiasm was shared
by his daughter, but with more Imagina
tion, and an intelligence stimulated by
the scant literature of her father’s emi
grant wagon and the few booka found on
\ cabin shelves. But to her the strange
1 she inhabited suggested more of the
; world than the rude, chaotic dvlll-
I saw the cabin ». irdow.-s or
met in tne persons or ner Atner s jougers.
Shut up for days In this quaint tenement,
she hiui seen It change from the enchanted
playground of her childish fancy to the
theatre of her active maidenhood, bnt
; without losing her ideal romance In it.
She hod translated its history In her own
way, read its quaint nautical hieroglyphics
after her own fashloit ami possessed her
self of its secret!}. She had In fancy
made voyages in it to foreign lands,
had heard the accents of a softer tongue on
its decks, and on summer nights, from the
roof of the quarter deck, had seen mel
lower constellations take the place of the
hard metallic glitter of the Californian
skies. Sometimes, in her Isolation, the
long, cylindrical vault she inhabited
seemed, like some vast sea shell, to become
musical with the murmuring* of the dis
tant sea. So completely had it taken the
place of the nsnal instincts of feminine
youth that she had forgotten she was
pretty, or that her dresses were old in
fashion and scant In quantity. After the
first snrprise of admiration her father’s
lodgers ceased to follow the abstracted
nymph except with their eyes—partly re
specting her spiritual shyness, partly re
specting the jealous supervision of the
paternal Nott. She seldom penetrated the
crowded center of the growing city; her
rare excursions were confined to the old
ranch at Petaluma, whence she brought
flowers and plants, and even extemporized
a hanging garden on the quarter deck.
It was still raining, and the wind, which
had increased to a gale, was dashing the
drops against the slanting cabin window?
with a sound like spray when Mr. Abner
Nott sat before a table seriously engaged
with his accounts. For it was “steamer
night”—ns that momentous day of reck
oning bef to the sailing of the regular
mall ster.mcr was briefly known to com
mercial (V.n Francisco—and Mr. Nott
was subject nt such times to severely
practical relapses. A swinging light
seemed to firing Into greater relief that
peculiar encased casketliko security of the
low timbered, tightly fitting apartment,
with Its toylike utilities of space, and
made the pretty oval face of Rosey Nott
appear a characteristic ornament. The
sliding door of the cabin communicated
with the main deck, now roofed in and
partitioned off so as to form a small pass
age that led to the open starboard gang
way, where a narrow, Inclosed staircase
built on the ship’s side took the place of
the ship’s ladder under her counter, and
opened In the street.
A dash* of rain against the window
caused Rosey to lift her eyes from her
book.
“It’s much nicer here than at the ranch,
father,” she said coaxingly, “even leaving
alone It’s being a beautiful ship instead of
a shanty; the wind don’t whistle through
the cracks and blow out the candle when
you’re reading, nor the rain spoil your
things hung up against the wall. And
you look more like a gentleman sitting in
his own—ship—you know, looking over his
bills and getting ready to give his or
ders."
Vague and general as Miss Rosey's com
pliment was, it had its full effect upon
her father, who was at times dimly con-
scions of his hopeless msticlty aiyl its in
congruity with his surroundings. “Yes,"
he said awkwardly, with a relaxation of
his aggressive attitude; “yes, in ararse
It’s more bang up style, but it don’t pay
—Rosey—It don’t pay. Yer’s the Pontiac
that oughter be brlngln’ in, ez rents go,
at least $300 a month, don’t make her
taxes. I bln thinkin’ seriously of sealin’
her.”
As Rosey knew her father had experi
enced this serious contemplation on the
first of every ®onth for the last two years,
and cheerfully ignored It the next day,
she only said, “I’m sure the vacant rooms
and lofts are all rented, father.”
“That’s It,” returned Mr. Nottthonght-
fully, plucking at his bushy whiskers with
his fingers and thumb us if he were re
moving dead and sapless Incumbrances in
their growth, “that’s Just what it Is—
them's ez lu It themselves don’t pay, and
thorn ez haz left their goods—the goods
don’t pay. The feller ez stored them iron
sugar kettles In the forchold, after trying
to get mo to make another advance on
’em, sea be believes he’ll have to sacrifice
'em to me after uil, and only bogs I’d give
him a chance of buying buck the half of
'em ten yeers from now, at double what I
advanced him. The chap that left them
five hundred cases of hair dye ’tween
decks and then skipped ont to Sacramento,
met me the other day In the street and ad
vised mo to use a bottle ez an advertise
ment, or try it on the starn of the Pontiac
for fire proof paint. That foolishness ez
all he's good for. And yet thar might bo
suthin’ in the paint, if a feller had nigger
luck. There’s that New York chap ez
bought up them damaged boj^ of plug
terlsiker for $50 a thousand, and sold ’em
for foundations for that new building in
Sansome street at a thousand clear profit.
It’s all luck, Roecy.”
The girl’s eyes had wandered again to
the pages of her book. Perhaps she was
already familiar with the text of her
father's monologue. But recognizing an
additional querulousuess in his voice, she
Laid the book aside and patiently folded
her hands in her lap.
“That’s right—for I’ve suthin’ to tell
ye. The fact is Sleight wants to bay the
Pontiac out and out Just ez she stands
wMh the two fifty vara lots she stands on.”
“Sleight wants to buy herf Sleight?”
echoed Rosey incredulous! y.
“You bet! Sleight—ths hig financier,
the smartest man In ’Frisco.”
“What does he want to buy her for?"
asked Rosey, knitting ha; pretty‘brows.
The apparently simple question sud
denly puzzled Mr. Nott. He glanced
feebly at his daughter's face, and frowned
In vacant irritation. “That’s so,” ho
said, drawing a long breath; “there’s
an thin’ in that.”
“What did he say?” continued the
young girl, Impatiently.
"Not much. ‘You’ve got the Pontiac,
Nott,’ sez he. ‘You betl’ sez L ‘What’ll
you take for her and the lot she stands
on?’ sez he, short and sharp. Some fel
lers, Rosey,” said Nott, with a cunning
smile, “woald hev blurted out a big Ag
ger and Ijcen cotched. That ain’t my
style. I jnst looked at him. Til wait
fur your figgers until next steamer day,’
sez he, and off he goes like a shot He’e
awfully sharp, Rosey.”
“But If he is sluvrp, father, and ho
really wants to buy the ship,” returned
Rosey, thoughtfully, “it’s only because he
knows it’s valuable property, and not be
cause he likes it as we do. He can’t take
that value away even if we don’t sell it to
him, and all the while we have the com
fort of the dear old Pontiac, don’t you
see?” ’
Tfc° exhaustive commercial reasoning
was so sympathetic to Mr. Nott’s insUnctt
that he accepted it as conclusive. He,
however, deemed it wise to still preserve
his practical attitude. “But that don’t
make it pay by the month, Rosey. Suthin’
must be done. I’m thinking I’ll clean out
that photographer.”
“Not just after he’s taken such a pretty
view of the cabin front of »h» iVmHn*
mmi-ine street, racnert rsol ttes going
to give us a copy, and put the other in m *
shop window In Montgomery street. ”
“That’s eo,” said Mr. Nott, musingly,
"It’s no slouch of an advertisement. ‘The
Pontiac.’ the property of A. Nott, Esq., of ■
St. Jo, Mo. Send it on to your Aunt
Phoebe; sorter make the <fld folks open
their eyes—oh? Well, seeiu’ he’s been to !
some expense flttin’ np an entrance from I
the other street, we’ll let him slide. But I
as to that d——d old Frenchman Ferrers, j
in the next loft, with liis stuck up airs
and high falutin style, we must get quit
of him; he’s regularly gouged me in that
ere horsehair spek Ration. ”
“How can you say that, father?” said
Rosey, with a slight increase of color. “It
was your own offer. You know those
bales of curled horsehair were left behind
by the late tenant to pay his rent. When
Mr. de Ferrieres rented the room after-
wur*ls, you told him you’d threw them
in in the place of rejMurs and furniture.
It was your own offer.”
“Yes, but I didn’t reckon ther’d ever lie
a bi? price per pound paw! for the darned
stuff for sofys and cushions and sich. ”
“How do you know he knew it, father?”
responded Rosey.
"Then why did he look so silly at first,
and then put on airs when I joked him
about it, eh?”
“Perhaps lie didn’t understand your
joking, father. He’s a foreigner, and shy
and proud, and—not like the others. I
don t think he knew what you meant
then, any more than ho believed he was
making a bargain before. He may be
poor, but I think he’s been—a—a—gentle
man.”
The young girl’s animation penetrated
even Mr. Nott’s Blow comprehension. Her
novel opposition, and even the prettiness
it enhanced, gave him a dull premonition
of pain. IBs small round eyes became
abstracted, bis mouth remained partly
open, even bis fresh colyr slightly paled.
“Yon seem to have been takin’ stock of
this yer man, Rosey,” be said, with a faint
attempt at archness; “if he warn’t ez old
ez a crow, for all his young feathers, I’d
think lie was ninklu’ up to you.”
But the passing glow had faded from
her young cheeks, and her eyes wandered
again to her book. “He pays his rent
regularly every steamer* night,” she said,
quietly, as if dismissing an exhausted sub
ject, “and he'll be here In a moment, I
dare say." She took up her book, and
leaning her head on her hand, once more
became absorbed In its pages.
An uneasy silence followed. The rain
beat against the windows, the ticking of
a clock became audible, but still Mr. Nott
sat with vacant eyes fixed on his daugh
ter’s face, and the constrained smile on*
his lips. He was conscious that he had
never seen her look so pretty before, yet
he could not tell why this was no longer
an unalloyed satisfaction. Not but that
ho had always accepted the admiration of
others for her as a matter of course, but
for the first time he became conscious that
she not only had an Interest In others, but
apparently a superior knowledge of them.
How did she know these things about this
man, and why bud she only now accident
ally spoken of them? Ho would have done
so. All t his passed so vaguely through
his unreflective mind, that he was nimble
to retain any decided impression, but the
far reaching one that his lodger had ob
tained some occult influence over her
through the exhibition of his baleful skill
in the horsehair speculation. “Them
tri cks Is likely to take a young girl’s fancy.
I must look arter her,” he said to himself
softly.
A slow regular step in the gangway
interrupted his paternal reflections.
Hastily buttoning across his chc.t the pea
jacket which he usually wore r.t home as
a single concession to his nautical sur
roundings, he drew himself up with some
thing of the assumption of a shipmaster,
despite certain bucolic suggestions of his
boots and legs. The footsteps approached
nearer, and a tall figure suddenly stood in
the doorway.
It was a figure so extraordinary that
oven in the strange m.v qucrtule of that
early civilization it wan remarh.-.blo; a
figure vith whom father and daughter
Were alivady familiar without abatement
of wonder—(he figure of a rejuvenated old
man, padded, po\< derc.l. dye-1 and painted
to the verge of caficature, but without a
single suggestion of Itnlicrnnsncss or
humor. A face ,a>artificial ihat it noemed
iilm'ist a imuik, but, like a mask, more
pathetic than am a. ing. H.- was dressed
lu the extreme oi fashion of a d een years
before; his pta. 1 gray trouser-strapped
tightly over his varni. ht-i ImoU, his
voluminous di i cr; .at and high collar
Lii.J
d dyed
!i) .:!y bausi.cd frock coat
waist that eecucd .".cccutcd
end r::iid bis ringed «h--c.,s
whiskers, his
dinging to :
by stays.
He advanced two step* into the cabin
With an upright piecldonof mot ion that
might 1 ave hid the Infirmities of age, and
said deliberately with a foreign accent:
“You-r-r ac-coumpt?”
In the actual presence of the apparition
Mr. Nott’s dignified resistance wavered.
But glancing uneasily at his daughter,
and seeing her calm eyes fixed on the
speaker without embarrassment, he folded
his arms stiflly and, with a lofty simula
tion of examining the ceiling, said:
"Ahem! Rosal The gemlcman’e ac
count.”
It was an infelicitous action. For the
stranger, who evidently had not noticed
the .presence of the young ifirl before,
started, took a step quickly forward, l>ent
stifily but profoundly over the little hand
that held the account, rai-ed it to his
lips, and, with “a thousand pardons,
mademoiselle,” laid a small canvas bag
containing the rent before the disorganized
Mr. Nott and stifily vanished.
That night was a troubled one to the
simple minded proprietor of the good ship
Pontiac. Unable to voice his uneasiness
by further discussion, but feeling that his
late discomposing interview with his
lodger demanded some marked protest,
he absented himself on the plea of hu»i-
ness during the rest of the evening, hap
pily to his daughter’s utter obliviousness
of the reason. Lights were burning bril
liantly In counting rooms and offices, the
feverish life of the mercantile city was at
its height. With a vague idea of enter
ing into immediate negotiations with Mr.
Sleight for the sale of the ship—as a di
rect wny ont of bis present perplexity, he
bent his steps toward the financier's office,
but paused and turned hack before reach
Ing the door. He made his way to the
wharf and gased abstractedly nt the lights
reflected in the dark, tremulous, jelly like
wntci. But wherever he wont he was ac
companied by the aheurd figure of his
lodger—a figure he had hitherto laughed
at or half pitied, but which now, to his
bewildered comprehension, seemed to have
a fateful significance. Here a new Idea
seized him, and he hurried back to the
ship, slackening his pace only when he
arrived at his own doorway. Here he
paused a moment and slowly ascended
the staircase. When he touched the pas
sage he coughed slightly and paused
again Then he poshed open the door of
Urn rturki'*-..*.! liln and called mifttn
“What is It, father*” sold Rosey’s voice
from the little stateroom on the right—
Rosey’s own bower.
“Nothing!” said Mr. Nott, with en af
fectation of languid calmness; "I only
wanted to know if you was comfortable.
It’s an awful busy night in town.”
"Yea, father.”
"1 reckon that’s tons o' gold goln' to the
states to-morrow.”
“Yes, father.”
“Pretty comfortable, eh?”
"Yes, father.”
“Well, I'll browse round a spell, and
turn In myself, soon. ”
“Yes, father."
Mr. Nott took down a hanging lantern,
lit It, and passed ont into the gangway.
Another lamp bung from the companion
hatch to light the tenants to the lower
deck, whence he descended. This deck
was divided fore and aft by a partitioned
passage—the loft-i or apartments being
lighted from the ports, and one or two by
a door cut through the ship's side com
municating with an alley on either side.
Tills was the case with the loft occupied
by Mr. Nott’s strange lodger, which, be
sides a door in the passage, had this inde
pendent commnnication with the alley.
Nott had never known him to make use
of the latter door; on the contrary, It was
his regular habit to issue from his apart
ment at 8 o'clock every afternoon, dressed
os ho has been described, stride delilierately
through the passage to the upper deck and
thence into the street, where his strange
figure was a feature of the principal
promenade for two or three hours, re
turning as regularly at 8 o’clock to the
ship and the seclusion of his loft. Mr.
Nott paused before the door, under the
pretense of throwing the light before him
Into the shadows of the forecastle; all was
silent williu. He was turning buck when
he was Impressed by the regular recur
rence of a peculiar rustling sound which
he had at first referred to the rubbing of
the wires of the swinging lantern against
his clothing. He set down the light and
listened; the sound was evidently on the
other side of the partitiou; the sound of
some prolonged, rustling, scraping move
ment, with regular intervals. Was it
due to another of Mr. Nott’s unprofitable
tenants—the rats? No. A bright idea
Hashed upon Mr. Nott’s troubled mind.
It was de Ferrieres snoring! He smiled
grimly. “Wonder if Rosey’d call him a
gentleman if she heard that,” he chuckled
to himself as he slowly mode hi;} way
buck to the cabin and the small state
room opposite to his daughter's. During
the rest of the night he dreamed of leiug
compelled to give Rosey in marriage to
his strange lodger, who added insult to
the outrage by snoring audibly through
the marriage service.
Meantime, In her cradle like nest in her
naut cal bower, Miss Rosey slumbered as
lightly. Waking from a vivid dream of
Venice—a child’s Venice—seen from the
swelling deck of the proudly riding Pon
tiac, she was so impressed us to rise and
cross on tiptoe to the little slanting port
hole. Morning was already dawning over
the fiat, straggling city, hut from every-
counting house and magazine the votive
tapers of the feverish worshipers of trade
and mammon were still flaring fiercely.
(To be ccnrinuH])
1H U1DER
Successor to J. P. McL'ARTHA.
FEED. LIVERY, SUE AH
EXClim STABLES.
STARLING’S Od Stand.
S T A SI LES
OPEN AT ALL HOURS.
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Carrirtjres, double siul single.
itie* t nil trains j j) ■aseitgi'r* cnriit-tl
in a.’i part* o 1 ihc city ; loigg.ig*
faiitd rieil at short indue; cali.'
lor Croiiiitje 1” unit it.ni'H pi imp
ly a’t ixLii :o. Huggie*. iloubb-
ur single, witiior w thout oiivei.
at ie.ifcohable raies.
Parlies wishing to
Pm chase Stock
will do w ell to give me ac .ll hi-
;liey \\ill always find at my sis
bh-s drnv rs with large and sele«i
ek. I pay special : tt'-n ion to
dmwrs, assi.'-t them in loi-tliug and
reloading iheii slock end, when
n* Ccssary, paying their freight* as
an uccoimnodalion to ilu-m
Oct. 25, 1888.
To Planters and Mill
Men of
DARLINGTON.
Your espi eial ;it'« uiioii is invited
to the cebbiautl IJo-s PteescM.
Variable Feed Saw .Mills, Stisigbi
Li’ e Engines, New Eva Boiieis,
and Shalting, Pulleys, <t*e.
inaini* n.tun d by the Lidd*>!] Co., or
( hail.’ie, N C.. f<-r which I am
Suite agent, and upon wh eh I am
prepbL-d to make close istimates.
Van Winkle, Pratt and Wiuship
cotton gins; Corbin Dice Uariows,
Placet. Jr, Horse Cultivators;
Thomas Imperial Hay Rake*. Cot-
'on Planter*, &c. Decring uee and
two-bciM* mowers, binders, nnd
hghi reapers. Wn d m i’s ir.-ct*d
and liltirrr sail e a-p e a ;\.
mare s furnished on brick making
ami wmd working machinery.
Write to W. H. GIBBE8, Jr.,
Columbia, 8. (3.
or R C Commander, agent for Dar-
lingion Co , Carre-rsville, S. C.
Notice.
Having purchased the stock
of goods of our lather, Mr. S
A. Woods. Sr., we will con
tinue the business in all its
branches, at his old stand, un
der the firm name of Woods &
Woods, and will endeavor to
merit the liberal patronage ex
tended to him by a generous
public. s, a. woods,
C. R. WOODS.
Nov. 21, 1887.
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Begs to remind the public that he is better prepared than ever
before to meet the demands of the present season, which
promises to be the most active that Darlington has
w seen for years.
His stock, which embraces every line, almost, one can think
of, taken as a whole, is probably the largest ever carried by
any single firm iu Darlington ; has been carefully selected with
a view to meeting the wants of the multitude who favor him
with their patronage.
Here are a few of the many
Xl Car A. I
HIS STORE I FILLED WITH
3G inch Wool Cashmere at 25 cents per yard, worth 35 cts;
36 inch Henrietta Cloth at 50 cents per yard, worth 65 cents ;
A full line oi Black Cashmeres from 15 cents to $1 per yard.
A full line of Branded Sets and Velvets at various prices and
shades to match the large line of
DRESS GOODS.
-A. ETJXjXj LI-iTE OE
GENTS’, LADIES’, AND CHILDREN’S SHOES.
12000 yards Plaids, bought below the market, and will be sold-
accordingly.
500 suits Men’s, Boys’ and Children’s ready-made clothing, at
Sweeping Bargains. Hats and shirts in proportion.
200 Barrels Flour bombt direct from the Mills before ad
vance in the market, and being sold nt less than tegular prices.
All heavy Groceries bought in Car Load quantities, and are
(Id in bulk at prices that compare favorably with Charleston
XX ^3^ dL^7£=t:r
Uitr Hardware Deportment, in charge of Mr. J.. II. Early,
has in stock ilie largest, as well as the best, assortment ol
Stoves and Stov Furniture ever exhibited in Eastern South
n . I a'Wj-, bought by ( nr Load eiit : rely, we are pre
pared to make figures that defy competition.
In Sewing Machines w : handle the White, A rerienn, House
hold and Hartford, all striekly first-class ; also machine need
les, oils and attachments lor ail machines.
We carry a large line of Engines am Mill supplies, such as
Belting, Packing, Lacing, and all kinds of Steam Fittings in
iron and brass; Lubricating and Cylinder Oils, Tallow, etc.
Machine Dolts in every size.
Agricultural machinery, such as Cotton Gins, Feeders and
Condensers, Presses, Mowers, Horse Rakes, Grain Drills, etc.
Pumps tor driven wells, a specialty.
We are agents for several first class Steam Engines'and Mills
nnd would be pleased to give bottom tigures to those desiring
to purchase a ginning or saw mill outfit.
September 13, 1888.
(i. i II,1U &
Manutacturers
-OF—
Doors, Sasli, BhiiuS,
IMKDTJEEIIKrGS
—AND -
Building Material,
ESTABLISH ID 1842.
CHARLESTON, 8. C.
N«<»<-niber 6, 1886—Ij
ir >• n t
se IjiLJsJLM-hi.
Foil C. (i D. AN 0 C. & . RAILROADS
Pbsnidknt’s Ornea
C.& D. and C. A S. RAILROADS.
Cbai lcstou, S. C., Muy 1, 1887.
t:\
•a an t after May 1, (tic Irnins ou
ibese roadji will run ns follows (Sunday cx-
cepletl) tTtry flay:
J K.McIvci*
— DEALER IN —
ETJE.JSTITTJE.E
AND
HOUSE FURNISHING GOODS,
STAPLE and FANOY
GROCERIES.
Tallow, Engine and Machine Oils.
BUCKEYE CORN SHELLERS.
Sep. 6, ’88—ly.
down train.
L*!nTc Wndegboro 2.20 P
Dennetts a 40
Morveu’R
V oF rlnnd 3.40
Leave Cbernw 4 35
Cash’s 4 40
Society Hill 4 57
Dore’e C.20
Darlington 6.40
Palmetto 6 53
Arrire at Florence 6 10
UP TRAIN.
Leaxe Florence 10.38 A At
Palmetto lu 48
Darlington i,
Do?e’«
SocietyHill 11.44
0 12 01
LenTrlfijraw 12.20 PM
AloFarUn •••••••■see*••••••••«e 100
Baeeeee •••••• ••••! 20
Dennett s......1 82
Lake Wadeiboro... ^..2 00
A. F. RAVENEL. Pres.
0 H,MaslerTranaporlaU#a.
^ ORTH EASTERS RAILROAD.
Ohaxzwto*, B. C., July is
On and after this date the folJowi.
schedule will b# rua : )o *i*«
GOING SOUTH.
No. 27, Daily.
Leave Florenee
Leave Kingatree
Arrive Lnuet
Leave Lanes
Arrive Charleston
No. 2*. Daily,
Leave Florence *g qq
Le ve Kiugktree • 10 % *
® 30 a J
*«8. b
•180 a*
2 80 a •
2 60s*
260.*
600a*
Arrive Lanes
Leave Lanes
Arrive Charles!on
1130
No 61.
Leave Florence
Leave Kingstreo
Arrive Lanes
Leave Lanes
Arrive CharlesMa
No 53.
Leave Lanes
Arrive* Charleston
a ■
f«25p*
7 42 p *
8 05 p a,
*8 05 p *
»60p«
•7 45
9 to
Train on C A D HR eoaneet* * Kor
enoe with No 61 Trwia.
GOING NORTH.
No, 78, Daily.
Leave Charleston oio ik
Arrive Lane. '2 J® ‘ ■
Leave Lanes 2 60 ! ^
Leave Kiugstreo 3 10 a S
Arrive Flerenoe 4 20 a "
No. 14. "
Leave Cnarleston *4 30 n »
Arrive Lanes a «
Leave Lane. gjjjj
Leave Kiugstrc# 6 41 p*
Arrive Florence 3 m
No. 62. Daily.
Leave Charleston *7 00 * *
Arrive Lanes » 30 a m
No 60.
Leave Lanes 6 80 a *
Leave Kingetreo 8 10 a m
Leave Lane* 3 |q
Leave Kingstree g jg
* Daily, f Daily except Sunday.
Train Nn. 60 eoniiecia at Florence whh
ain on C & D R R for Cheraw. 8. C..**4
udrsboro, N. C. -
Nos 62 run* through to Columbia
a Central R R ol 8 C.
No. 64 leaves Charleston Sundaye only.
8 30 A. M., ana runs through via Cea-
a! R. R. of 8 C , arrive Columbia, 3 C.
I 10 P. M.
Nos. 78 and 14 run solid lo Wiimington,
C., making close couuectinu with W |[
R R Tor all poi> is north.
•JR. KBNLT. J P. Dmss,
Supt Trans. (i«n’| Snp’t.
T. M. Enruscm, Gen’l Pose. Aft.
ViiJUCIM CILriBfA in iKOSU KAIUM
July 16 1888.
GOING SOUTH
No. 28.
Leave Wilmington *8 06 p *
Leave Marion )l IV p *
Arrive Plorenee 12 19 e a
Ne. M.
Leave Florowso J.T0 a ■
Arrivt Snaier 4.40 a ■
Leave Sunuer 4 40 a *
Arrive Columbia A 16 ■ ■
No. s7
Leave Wllmlngtow *10.10 » *
Leave Marios 12.87 p ■
Arrive Florence 1 IP a *
Ne AS
49 Ms*
lu $o p *
No. 15
i.save Wilmiorten, *2 4-1 p *
Leave Mar:nn 5ZZp*
Arrive Florence A It p *
Ne 68
Leave at Floreses ft 8tt p «
\rrive Sumter 7 10 p m
Ne 54
Leave flnmier *7 47 p m
rrive Columbia 9 06 p m
No 62 nine through from Charl-rea vis
Central R U.
Leaving Lane* 8 22 1 M.. Msnuing363
A M
No 66 runs tlirmigh from Charleston via
i.'entrsl R K. leav'ng Lane* 0 85 P M. U»d-
ning 7 12 P M.
Train ou C & D 11 R connect* si Fltrvaoe
v.ill. No 6 J .
UOING NORTH.
No 61
Lesve Sumter
Arrive Columbia
<,cave Columbia.
Arri*e Sumter
Leave Sumter
Arrive Florence
No. 78.
L«nve Florence,
Leave Marion
Arrive at Wilmington,
•1 25 pi
I 552pi
1 62 m
2 20 a 1
4 35*i
5 22 a 1
8 85*i
Leave Columbia
No. 67
*7 00 am
Arrive Sumter
8 16 a m
Leave Sumter
No 69
f8 25 • m
Arrive Floreoco
9 40 a m
Leave Florence,
No 86
f10 00 a m
Leave Marion
10 42 a m
Arrive at Wilmington,
1 40 pm
Leave Columbia
No. 68,
•6 S3 p m
Arrive Sumter
6 46 p at
No 14
Leave Florence
8 90 pm
Leave Marion
8 66 p m
Arrlvr at Wilmington H50pm
*i'nily. f Dsily except Sunday.
No 68 rnne through to Cbsrleetpn, via
Central R R, arriving Manning? 12 P M,
Lanes 7 43 P M. Charleston 9 10 P M.
No 67 runs through to Charleston via
Central R R. arriving Manning 8 60 A M,
Lanes 9 29 A M, Charleston 11 80 A m.
No 66 oonueeta nt Florence with CRD
train for Cbernw and Wadasboro’.
Ncs 78 and 14 make etose connection at
Wilmington with W A W R R for nil point*
North.
JOHN F. DIVINE. Gen’! inpt
J. R. KENLY, Sup’t Trana.
T M. EMMERSON, Goa. Pa*. Aft.
PATENTS^
Obtained, and nil Patent bnaineee at
tended to Promptly and for Moderate Face.
Our offica is opposite tho U. 8. Patent
Office, and we can obtain Patents in loss
time than Ihoae remote from Washlngtos.
Send Model of Drawing. W# ndriee all
to patentability free of charge; and WS
make No Charge unices Patent is sssnred.
W* refer, here, lo ths Poetntnater, the
Supt. of Money Order Div, and to oReinls
of the U. 8. Patent OOoe. Pot elwulnr,
advice, terme and reference* U> actual oli-
anta in yaur own State or Cooaty, write te
C. A. SNOW * 00.,
Opposite Patent Cftoe, Washington. D. O.
Nev 11. ’88
Old Clothis.
old
dent
sattsfM-
Dyelac, eWaahte and Mpnirihf
clothes, of both Udloe aM «-¥•—>,
in dret-olaas otylo, and thoroagh sail
tloa guaranteed. _
H. T. SCOTT, Clothee Droeew,.
Rear of the PoetoRoo, Darlington, v.
July 6, ’88—4t,