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I>ilUI-lSUKy EVKiU ‘rtST.tKD ( . M’iitNJXvjr.' . fttHRY J, Jh KP.O«. PUOl’KIETOU. TEEMS—$1 Per Aiinum in AMvano; .'(Octnu for *1 monltiK; ;>> een,» for :i i.; Mil hr. Advertieing Rfitcti: Om' S I'l.ue ilift Insertion ^|.(K) one tt,|u:ir«i second insertion CO Every nibsequent insertion 50 Contract .M.vvrtiremeutH inserted U |)ou itte ino-i ietisoliable lerais. il i.tii^'S JC),;...-s and Obituaries, j , t ciinK mx lines, inserted free. Job Depratment. Our job department is supplied with ■twted by * circuitous route for the wheat ranch. He had resumed not only his working clothes but his working ex pression. He was now snperintendiug the unloading of a wain of stores and implements when the light carryall of the Randolphs rolled into the field. It contained only Mrs. Randolph and the driver. A slight look of intelligence passed between the latter and the near est one of Dawson's companions, suc ceeded, however, by adull look of stupid vacancy on the face of all the others in cluding Dawson. Mrs. Randolph noticed it and was forewarned. She reflected that no human beings ever looked natur- ally as stupid as that and were able to work. She smiled sarcastically and then ( Began with dry distinctness and narrow- I ing lips. “Miss Mallory, a young lady visiting us, went ont for an early walk this morning and has not returned. It is possible she i““ t "ff, turnea “M*. Ignoring her wait- ** hsuwiS. iu rvg* J j er l “ kf "Ud <md reckless 10 * cerUln ^Pcrimsnt of the young in- ahandonmapt of aU her old conventional ot *• had uJimLd- and u * hln g hw horse forward dent * 1 witness. ^ f*”*? Set amile 011 her f*ce, the On. wme odd relaxation of figure and the wane squaring of her elbows. MEN WHO SUPPLY FAKIRS. Avoiding the main rood she pushed one. t*o M‘ < L\“* m> 7. tr * ck intersected an _ v Th «r Are WUUac to Boy Anj thlot. Pro- other nearer the scene of the accident to -m. PTi « # u Lo ' T Roee’s buggy three weeks before She "* three <)r four men in this had nearly passed it when she was hailed - Wbo ’ U ^ h"? cl *eap cnongh, by a strange voice, and looking up per- ^ take U P “y “od st<K-k of goods cerved a horseman flonndering in the “ nd ^ casl1 for 't- These are the mazes of the wheat to one side of the nien who “PPly tlm street fakir i with track. ^ Whatever mean thought of her the articles which seem to fairly break past hfe she was flying from, whatever 004 00 the street like some queer Uis- mean purpose she was flying to, she «“*»• One day you will aeo thousands > which j pulled up suddenly and as suddenly re sumed her erect, .... . . , : — may have lost her wav every facility necessary to enable us among your wheat. Have you seen to compete both as to prlco and quail- anything of her?” tv of work, with even those of the cl-. Dawson raised his eyes from his work ties, and we guarantee satisfaction in !ln d glanced slowly around at his com- every particular or charge nothing P“ moua as jf taking the heavy scene of for our work. We arc always prepar ed to till orders at short notice for Blanks, Dill Heads, Letter Heads, Cards, Hand Bills, Posters, Circulars. Pamphlets, &c. All job work must be paid for Cash On Deliva y A Cry to Arms. \]ty Henry Timrod ] Ho! woodsman of the mountain sid*'! Ho! uwellers iii|the vales! Ho! ye who by the chafing tide Have roughened in the gales! Jje.ive barn and byre, leave kin and cot, Lay by the blonlless spade; Js 1 1 desk, and counter rot. Ami burn vour books of trade. The despot roves your fairest lands; And till he flies or fears, Your fields must grow but armed bands. Your sheaves be sheaves of spears! Give up to mildew and to rust The useless tools of gain; And feed your country's sacred dust With Hoods of crimson rain ! all Come, with the weapons at your call— With musket, pike, or knife; lie wields the deadliest blade of Who lightest holds his life. The arm t!iat drives ts unbought blows With all a patriot's scorn, Might brain a tyrant with a rose. Or stab him witli a thorn. Does any faltei ? let him turn To some brave maiden's eye , And catch the holy tires tha. burn In those sublunar ikies. Oh! could you like your women feel, And in their spirit march, A day might see your lines of steel Beneath the victor's arch. What hope, O God! would not grow warm When thoughts like these give cheer ? The Lily calmly b.avos the storm, And s'liall the P..im-tree fear ? No ! rather let it branches court The rack that sweeps the plain; And from the Lily's regal port Ijearn how to breast the strain ! Ho! woodsmen of the mountain side! Ho! dwellers in the vales! Ho! ye who by the roaring tide Have roughened iu the gules ! Come! flocking gayly to the light. From forest, hill, and lake; We battle for our Country *-right. And f.r the Lily's sake ! Tliroiidi Santa Clara WM the assembly. One or two shook their i beads mechanically, and returned to their suspended labor. He said coolly: “Nobody here seems to.” Sha felt that they were lying. She was only a woman against five men; she was only a petty domestic tyrant. She might have been a larger one, but she h:ul all the courage of that possibility. "Jlaj. Randolph and my son are j ; away,” she went on, drawing herself ' erect. “But I know that the major will l>ay liberally if these men will search , the field, besides making it all right with your employers for the loss of time.” Dawson uttered a single word in a low voice to the man nearest him, who ap parently communicated it to the others, for the four men stopped unloading and moved away one after the other, even ' the driver joining in the exodus. Mrs. Randolph smiled sarcastically; it was plain that these people with all their i boasted independence were quite amen able to pecuniary considerations. Never theless, as Dawson remained looking quietly at her, she said: “Then I suppose they’ve concluded to I go and see?” “No, I've sent them away so that they'! | couldn't hear.” “Hear what?" “What I’ve got to say to you.” She looked at him suddenly. Then she said with a disdainful glance around her: “1 see I am helpless here, and, | thanks to your trickery, alone. Have a care, eir. I warn you that you will have to answer to Maj. Randolph for any in- | solenco.” “I reckon you won't tell Maj. Ran- | dolph what I have to say to you.’ 1 " ha re- ! j turned coolly. Her lips were nearly a grayish hue, [ | but she said scornfully: “And why not? ] j Do you know who yon are talking to?" The man came lazily forward to the j carryall, carelessly brushed aside the | j slack reins, and resting Ids ellxnvs on the horse’s hack laid his chin on his * | hands as lie looked up in the woman's : face. “Yes, I know who I'm talking to,” he 1 said coolly. “But as the major don’t. I | reckon you won’t tell him." ’'Stand away from tliut horse.” she j said, her whole face taking the grayish j color of her lips, but her black eyes growing smaller and brighter. “Hand I me those reins and let me pass. What i canaille are you to stop me!” “I thought so,” returned the man ; without altering his position. “You ■ don’t know me. You never saw me lie- forto Well, I'm Jim Dawson, the nephew of L’Hommadicu. your old master!” She gripped the iron rail of the seat as j if to leap from it, but checked herself | suddenly and leaned hack with a set ! smile on her mouth that seemed stamped ! there. It was remarkable that with that smile she flung away her old affectation | aggressive stiffness. The stranger was a middle aged man, in uveas and appearance a dweller of cities He lifted his hat as he perceived the oc cupant of the wagon to be a lady. “I beg yonr pardon, hut I fear I’ve lost my way in trying to make a short cut to the Excelsior’s company rancho ” “You are in it now,” said Mrs. Ran dolph quickly. “Thank you. hut where can I find the farm house?'' "There is none,” she returned with her old superciliousness, “unless you choose to give that name to the shanties of Japanese teapots or Malacca canes, while the next an amazing number of shoe brushes form the attraction. The rule of this business is tliat nothing can be easily sold on the street which torts more than ten cents, although, of course, this, like other rules, ha;; its ex ceptions. Of this ten cents the ped dlers must make at least four. It mut ters little to the men who buy the bankrupt stocks, then, wliat the art icles may be, provided on their pur chase they can make a prolit. selling at seven cents. There is, however, one point which ana sheds where the laborers and serv- must be borne in mind. TL-‘ articles ants live, near the road." whatever they may be, must r™ ’ , , , wnatever they may be, must be really louring torTM-n^ P ““ !ed ' .;‘ rm B°od of their kind, for the whole theory' Svflv “but l ^ f" 1 ^ ^ the business is darting in real bar V 111 '** l^e made some ! gains. The n„rei..— mistake. Do you know Mai. Randolnh'i : 'T'"'., ‘ ,urc “ a *“ rs ^ < house hereabouts?” shrewd buyers, not only know The purchasers are generally buyers, not only knowing when 1 do. I am Mrs. Randolph ” she ‘‘‘f t !“ n * S offerod ure KOod ' but ^ “ said stiffly. : ru * e buying them, not because they are The stranger’s brow cleared and ho wa “ted’ but l>ec<lu8e tbe y “re ehaap, smiled pleasantly. “Then this is a for- | , the n “ I ? ber of bargains which may tunate meeting,” he said, raising his hat again as he reined in his horse beside the sir.'’ i - r ’ and tlieii almost be.o' was calmly making a toi. by applying the flame of u he hold in his hand. "What on earth are you doing now}” I asked. ‘Oh. 1 thought you wanted your hair singed. The only way to prevent Its falling out 1” ’Hang it," 1 broke in, “I didn’tcome here to buy your barber shop. How ever. I suppose you might as well go on.” This last operation finished, he looked at me in a pitying sort of way and asked how long I had had them. “Hod what, for heaven's sakeT’ "Why, thoee blackheads But hold on just one minute. I’ll fix them." A scorching hot damp towel was then ap plied to my face, causing me so much pain that I liegan to wonder why I had allowed it at all and whether the next operation would involve the extraction of any of my teeth. After a minute or so of additional rubs and sundry squirts from a cologne atomizer with a friendly pat on the back I was Informed that the agony was over. "Here’s your hair restorer,” said my burlier os ho handed me the package, together with my cheek. It would b - needless to go into details. Enough to say that having entered the place for a fifteen cent shave I was only jiermitted to depart on the payment of $3,23 for tlie experience.—New York Herald. and says: "Lol and great and brainy man. 1 myse'.; what 1 cm, and tha falls in life must be a fool." things go wrong he says, with dog look. "Provldanos always' down on me for some reason. "—I ton Courier. ,,.««»**** ' R*«ily Made Slioe. Meet I'opatar. “Few persons have their shoos made to order,” says a retail dealer who docs custom work-"not more than 3 per cent, of those I trade with. People don’t want the bother and delay of getting measured, and besides, the ma jority of shoe wearers wait till the old ones are pretty far gone, and then they want a new pair in a hurry. A |ierson with a fairly regular foot lias little dif Acuity now in getting a ready made shoe to lit it comfortably, i make measured work for some particular |>er sons who won’t leave any other or who have [xx-uliur feet. The running of a tape about the prominent parts of a foot will at best always be but un .ap proximate and uncertain method, owing to the impossibility of getting tlie form of the foot at oil [mints; a east is the only true method, and not one in a hundred will have one made.’'-Shoe and Ileather Reporter. therein,uimuo—- woV ^ ^ w- ... n n ^"“^r^'scktiWe o' B “,,v U .* SD ™a,S b4M assist is Arrive at the volume iu edition of Net Like latest cu latalogue of M» book weigh* South comiwtioo t *|"<‘lH*rnw fen tnc: in U) v train ^ oi'-'U^Vailvoad. w-iilro: V Darlimrion ILun RETDBKISO. A MAN WHO GETS A BIS SALARY. be secured from these men by any one who will watch for thorn is amazing. wagon, “for I am Mr. Mallory, and I was 1 remember buying a Malacca cane for looking forward to the pleasure of pre- Ual cents many years ago which did seating myself to you an hour or two later. The fact is, an old acquaintance, Mr. Dawson, telegraphed mo yesterday to meet Lira here on urgent business and I felt obliged to go there first.” Mrs. Randolph's eyes sparkled with a sudden gratified intelligence, but her manner seemed rather to increase than abate ita grim precision. “Our meeting this morning, Mr. Mal lory, is both fortunate and unfortunate, for I regret to say that your daughter, who lias not been quite herself since tho earthquake, was missing this morning and has not yet been found—though wo have searched everywhere. Understand me,” she said, as tho stranger started, "I have no fear for her personal safety—1 am only concerned for any indiscretion that she may commit in the presence of these strangers, whose company she would seem to prefer to ours." "But I don't understand you, madam,” i said Mallory sternly. “You are speak- ! ing of my daughter and" “Excuse me, Mr. Mallory,” said Mrs. ! Randolph, lifting her hand with her dry- ; est deprecation and her most desiccating ; smile, “I'm not [kissing judgment or j criticism. I am of a foreign race, and good service. In a city where as many business failures take place as are chronicled in New York tho existence of men who can dispose of any stock and get rid of it is a prime necessity. The houses which place their wares through the street peddlers have the command of largo capital, and do business on the "quick sales and small profits" prin eiple. They rarely carry a stock, un less it bo very large, over three or four days, for in that time the push cart men, if tho articles gout all, will clean them out. They arc al ways on tlie loookout for bankruptcies, forced sabs and the like, and their stores are curiosity shops, littered up with the flotsam and jetsam which have re mained over from many commercial wrecks. But they deal in toys, fruit, vegetables, game—anything that U cheap and can go quickly. “Tho Pigs in the Pen,” which sent the city wild, were placed by them, and it is not un common to see editions of books forced into circulation through their offices. As may be imagined tho men in this business must not alone possess a wide- consequently do not understand the free dom of American young ladies and their . spread knowledge of goods, but they familiarity with the opposite sex. I make must have a keen appreciation of the no charges; I only wish to assure you j public taste and know exactly what will By FRAH0I3 BRET IIARTE. tCotfrigiiL All riahw rwervwl i of superciliousness f ir an older and i Synopsis of Preceding Chapters. Chapter 1.—Rose Mallory, while being driven through a great wheat field in the Santa Clara valley, is tie laved by the breaking of a whe. I. A ranchman named Dawson comes to her assistance. While waiting for him to arrange matters so that she can proceed, she talks with an inter esting young man who is ol an in ventive turn and wh se name is Thomas Bent. Bhe is on her way to visit an old friend of her father, Maj. Randolph. Chapter 2.—Rose arrives at the ranch of Maj. Randolph. He is the second husband of a French woman who had, when he married her, two children. The girl is named Adele and her toother, now a young man, Emile. The domestic atmosphere at the Randolphs’is not always uncloud ed. Mine Randolph suggests, much to tho major’s disgust, that a match between Emile and Rose would not be injudicious. Chapter 8.— Rose is somewhat dazzled by the dignified Freneli man ners of Mine. Randolph and her chil-; dren. Emile is on the brink of a pro posal when an earthquake shakes the house. He runs away, leaving Rone to take care of herself. She escapes unharmed. Fearing another shock the family improvise a shelter, rather than spend the night in the house. Chapter 4.—Rose wanders away on a stroll and accidentally meets Bent She learns that that the flow from tlie artesian well, on which the welfare of the major's plantation depends, has been -stopped by tho earthquake. When night comes she is unable to sleep and goes for a walk. She unin tentionally hears Mme. Randolph talk ing to the major about tlie possible match between her and Emile. The major protests, whereupon Mme. Randolph asserts that Rose has vol untarily placed herself in a com- j promising situation with Emile. Chapter 5.—Row is horrified and j runs from the place, getting a con- j veyance to take her to San Jose, where she intends to telegraph for her father. Dawson drives her to San Jose and she, in her nervousness, tells him the whole story. It develops that he had suspected as much, is i also a friend of her father, and had : telegraphed him on his own responsi-! bility the day before. ruder audacity, and tluit not only tlie expression but the type of her face ap peared to have changed. “I don’t say," continued the man quietly, “that he didn't marry you before he died. But you know as well us I do that the iavs of his state didn't recog nize the marriage of a master with his octoroon sla ve. And you know us well as I do that even if he had freed yon lie couldn't change your blood. Why, if I'd been willing to stay ;:t Avoyelles to ho a nigger driver like him the planta tion of “Do Fontages,” whose name you have taken, wool 1 have been left to If you had staid there you might that she will no doubt be found iq the company and under the protection of her own countrymen. There is,” she added, with ironical distinctness, “a young me chanic—or field hand, or quack well doctor, whom she seems to admire, and with whom she appears more or less on equal terms.” Mallory regarded her for a moment fixedly, and then his sternness relaxed to a mischievously complacent smile. "That must be young Bent, of whom I’va heard,” he said, with unabated cheerful ness. “And I don't know hut what sho may be with him after all. For, now I think of it, a chuckle headed fellow of whom a moment ago I inquired the way to your house told me I'd better ask tho young man and young woman ‘who were philandering through tho wheat’ yonder. Suppose we look for them: From what I’ve heard of Bent he's too much wrapped up in his inventions for flirtation, but it would be a good joke to stumble upon them.” Mrs. Randolph's eyes sparkled with a mingling of gratified malice and undis guised contempt for the fatuous father take. It has been believed that pawn brokers know more of tho values of di verse articles than any other men in a city like New York, but it is a question whether thoee who deal through pod dlers are not the equal of “Our Uncles" in this. Anyway, theirs is a business which can only be made to pay while this species of sagacity is displayed, for should they make a mistake it is toler ably certain tho fakirs will not and that the stock will then be left unsold. Tlie ability of the average fakir to determine beforehand whether a given line of articles will take savors of tlie supernatural. I am told that a success ful man in this business will not only determine instantly whether he wants to push a sale, but that in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred he will be ab solutely right. If the jobber makes a i mistake bis only chance of saving him- self is to get the men to take out the rends on speculation; in other words, i on credit. As the business all through | is or should be cash, tliis policy is not beside her. But before she could accept 1 ' l>< ’' vlx ' u I )ou w ‘th much favor. ... . ... - 'PI... ,1 a ai_ CHAPTER VI. “He couldn’t chamjc your blood.” It was nearly noon when Mr. Dawson finished rubbing down his sweating mare found that Mr. MsJlorv bad ureviou.lv have been my property instead of your owning a square man like Randolph. 1 You didn't think of that when you came here, did you?” he added composedly. “Oh, mon Dieu!” she said, dropping rapidly into a different accent, with her white teeth and fixed, mirthless smile, “so it is a claim for property, eh? Yon’re wanting money—you? Tres bieu. You forget we are in California, where one does not own a slave. And ycfl have a Cue story there, my poor friend. Very pretty, but very hard to prove, m'sieu. And these peasants are in it, eh? Work ing it on shares like the farm, eh?” “Well," said Dawson, slightly chang ing his position and passing his hand ever the horse’s neck with a half wearied contempt, “one of these men is from Plaqucmine and the other from Coupee. They know all the L'Hommadieu's his tory. And they know a streak of the tar brush when they see it. They took your measure when they came hero last year and sized you up fairly. So had I, for the matter of that, when I first saw you. And we compared notes. But the major is a square man, for all ho is your hus band, and we reckoned ho had a big enough contract on his hands to take care of you and L'Hommadieu’s half breeds, and so”—he tossed the reins con temptuously aside—“we kept this to onr- eelves." “And now you want what, eh?” “Wo want an end to this foolery," he broke out roughly, stepping back from the vehicle and facing her suddenly with his first angry gesture. “We want an end to theso airs and grimaces and all this ‘dandy nigger business.' We want an end to this ‘cake walking’ through the wheat and floating of tho honest labor of your betters. We want yon and yonr ‘do Fontages’ to climb down! And we want an end to this ropin’ in of white folks to zuit yonr little game. We want an end to your trying to mix your nigger blood with any one here, and we intend to stop >L We draw the line at the major.” Lashed os she had been by those words, apparently out of all semblance of her former social arrogance, a lower and more stubborn resistance seemed to have sprung up in her ns she sat side ways watching him with her set smile and contracting eyes. “Ah,” she said dryly, “so she is here. I thought so. Which of you is it, eh? It> a good spec; Mallory’s a rich man. She's not particular.” The man bad stopped as if listening, his head turned toward the road. Then he turned carelessly and facing her again waved his hand with a gesture of tired dismissal and said: “Go! YouTl find year driver over there by the tool shed: He has heard nothing yet, br.t I’ve given yon fair warning. Go!" He walked slowly back toward the shed as the woman, snatching up the reins, drove violently off in tha direc tion where tha men had dlsannrared or decline the challenge it had become useless. A murmur of youthful voice:' struck her ear, and she suddenly stood upright and transfixed in the carriage, for lounging down slowly toward them ont of 'the dim green aisles of the ar- bored wheat, lost in themselves and th« shimmering veil of their seclusion, came the engineer, Thomas Bent, and on his arm, gazing ingenuously into his face, the figure of Adele, her own perfect daughter. •I don't think, my dear,” said Mr. The need of judgment on the part of the jobber is, however, most felt when he is selling to tlie peddlers. The amount of profit ailowed to them is in inverse ratio to tlie rapidity with which they can sell, and it is therefore to their interest to make the jobber believe lie lias a “slow lot” on liand. Their volu bility in crying tho excellence of their wares on tile street is as nothing to that which expresses their contempt for the goods when they are themselves asked to buy. Tho jobber then must Mallory, as the anxious Rose flew into know just how the things will go or he his arms on his return to San Jose a few himself left with a profit which hours later, “that it will be necessary shall make him mourn, for you to go back again to Maj. Rau- It is a curious business which has dqlph’s before we leave. I have said grown ont of tho failures of commer- ’good-by’ for you and thanked them, cial life, but it is not without its inter- aud your trunks are packed and will be j osting points. —New Y’ork Telegram, sent hero. The fact is, my dear, yon see this affair of the earthquake and the disaster to the artesian well have upset all their arrangements, and I am afraid that my little girl would be only in their wayjnstnow.” “And yon have seen Mr. Dawson, and you know why he sent for you?” asked the young girl with nervous eagerness. “Ah, yes," said Mr. Mallory thought fully; "that was really important. You see, my child,” ho continued, taking her hand in one of his own and patting the back of it gently with the other, “we think, Dawson and 1, of taking over the major’s ranch and incorporating it with the Excelsior, to bo worked in shares like the Excelsior, aud as Mrs. Randolph is very anxious to return to the Atlantic states with her children it is quite possible. Mrs. Randolph, as you have possibly noticed,” Mr. Mallory wont on, still patting his daughter's hand, "does not feel entirely at home here, and will consequently leave tho major free to rearrange by himself tho rancho on the new basis. In fact, as the change must be made before the crops come in, she talks of going next week. But if you like the place. Rose, I've no doubt the major and Dawson will always find room for you and mo when we run down there for a Yttle fresh air." “And did you have all that in your mind, papa, when you came <jown here? And was that what you and Mr. Dawson wanted to talk about?” said the aston ished Rose. "Mainly, my dear, mainly. You see Tm a capitalist now, and the real value of capital is to know how and when to apply it to certain conditions." “And this Mr.—Mr.—Bent—do you think—he will go on and find the water —papa v ” said Rose hesitatingly. “Ah, Bent! Tom Bent! Ok, yes,” said Mr. Mallory with great heartiness. "Capital fellow, Bentl and mighty in genious. Glad you met him! Well”— thoughtfully, but still heartily—’ ’he may not find it exactly where he expected, bat he’ll find it, or something better. We can't part with him. and he’s prom- toed Dawson to stay. Well utilize him, yon may be sure.” tt would seem that they did. And from certain interview* and conversa AS BAD AS EVER. Like TUelr Brethren ot 014 Theae Bar bers Bleed Their Cnetomen. Tho place will be easily recognized. It Is a well known and extensively pat ronized barber shop, located on one of the principal thoroughfares of the city. Ostensibly the shop does not differ materially from hundreds of other ton- soriai establishments scattered all over the city, but this place is somewhat peculiar inasmuch as it is a sort of ton- sorial highway robbery concern, to which fact thousands who have visited it will be willing to testify. I was there once—only once. “You must be crazy to go in there,” a friend remarked, as I was about to enter tlie place in question. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Why, It will cost you $2.50." he said. "Nonsense,” 1 replied, and went boldly in. . On entering the place some dozen or more unemployed barbers yelled “Next I” an equal number of “broom boys” made a rush for my hat and coat, and without knowing exactly how 1 got there I found myself in a chair, with a black visaged barber in dustriously smearing my face with lather. “Very thin on top, sir; very thin," he observed as ho ran his fingers through my hair. “Bat that balsam of ours," he went on, “will soon fix that all right Lacky I mentioned it. Isn’t itf’ he observed. “Yes," said L “but never mind a hair cut,” os after the shave I saw him take up the shears and prepare to use them on my hair. "Just one little ragged spot there that needs touching up," said the artist as he began the operation. I saw that I was in for a hair cut and resigned myself to fate. "This way, for one moment,” he eon tinned, motioning to the waahstand. Of coarse I went, and then it dawned Protwil Agaliut Cut and Dried CriticlMn. Tlie art of criticism is such a fine tiling that one must regret its present tendency to formulary. It has, I think, such a tendency among us, curious ly enough at the very moment when elsewhere—in France, at least, it Iras emancipated itself into the li cense of a mere record of irresponsible impressions; in England, perhaps, it is equally irresponsible, but certainly not impressionist With us the novel mainly seems to be the victim of this tendency. Our critics—do not inquire too close ly who they arc—are at the present moment nearly unanimous in their pre occupation with prescribing to the nov elist from tho old rules of French unity and German objectivity. This would be all very well if they were professors in a conservatory where novel writing was taught, but it savors distinctly rattier of ]>edagogy than of criticism. And thougli pedagogy may be more ira portant than criticism it is at any rate a different thing. The great distinc tion perhaps between tho two is that one is mechanical and the other spirit- ill'll — ScrLhnrr’o Norwegian Razors. I have nice specimens of Norwegian cutlery, but not until a few days ago did I know that the inventive Norse man had marched before us in razors. A friend who has been traveling hard for two whole years came to stay witli me, and exhibited the most beautiful pair of these toilet tools I ever saw, of very liighly finished Bessemer steel, simple and scientific, being merely thin, Hut blades of metal, inserted in grooves of thicker stuff. The agent warrants their edge to stand three months, when the razors must bo sent to him, dis mounted and sharpened, having to be removed from the grooved back to do •si Chantiey, the sculptor, made one ot Irani braoso with a aOoet- ivo edge, and there are relics of Pom peii manufactured in that alloy.—New York Itedger. .t.y Gould’it Fear of Dynamite. One day a man presented himself at Mr. Gould's office and demanded to see the millionaire. Somebody else offered to transact any business thot ho might liave. The man was very digni fied, and said lie would treat with no body except Mr. Gould. Mr. Gould happened to overhear his remark, and stepping to tlie door asked him tlie nature of his business. Tlie man reached into an inside pocket and quickly drew out a long brass cylinder. Tlie natural conclusion was that tlie man was a dy namiter and that tlie instrument which he held in his hand was a bomb. The door was slammed shut and everybody in the office made a wild rush for a place of safety. No explosion followed, and after a time one of the clerks reconnoitered. Tlie man still stood where he was left witli the cylinder in his hand. Ho suc ceeded in convincing the clerk that there was no danger, and Mr. Gould returned to tho door. Tlie man said he had tho greatest invention of the age, in whicli he wanted Mr. Gould to invest a few millions. It looked like a squirt gun, but tlie man said that it was a pocket churn, which would make it possible to have fresh butter at each meal. All that was necessary to do was (o put some cream in tlie churn, stick the chum in the pocket and in idle moments agitate the [Kid dle.—Interview iu New York Sun. An Knglncer Whoiie Annual Income Equal* That of the Trcsltlent. A gray haired man of possibly 58 or GO years, of modium height, ratlier ro- 1 tand in build mid [Hwsessor of a pair of beady bl:u !; eyes, tixik a pen in his ohubby hand and indited, "A. Bon zano, I‘lie nix. Pa.,” on the register at the Gibson hotel. He seemed to kq simply and solely a well to do business man w ho had oomo to the city to trans act business, and by bis nervously quick manner a casual observer might think that ho would do his business briskly and shake the mud of Cincinnati from Ills feet as soon os possible. Now who was he, tliis Bonzano? The richest salaried man in America, outside possibly the president of this great and growing nation. He is merely an "employe’’ of an iron company, of Phuinix, Pa., and a civil engineer. Hero in tho west we know not Bonzano, as lie is in tho east, but nevertheless the iuui with capital ont here, who are backing up great bridge projects with their spondulix, ore gradually coming to realize the ol most absolute nocot ity of having Al phonse Borzoii > look first into the project aud Li t give his very valuable profession:.1 opinion concerning the feasibility of said project. Now as to Ills salary. An unblushing reporter put it straight to the old engineer lust night: “My salary, my son,” replied M. Bon zano, with a strong Teutonic accent, ‘is simply enormous. Does that sat isfy you?” This is all tho old man lias ever been heard to say on that apparently deli cate subject, but there ore at least two men in tliis city who should know what the salary of tliis wonderful old man is annually. The reporter met them and requested accurate information on the subject. The answer was simply stu pendous. They replied almost in tlie same voice: “About $.'>0,000 a year.” Tlie answer may sound more like an exaggeration, to draw it mildly, than a solid fact, but almost any civil engineer o{ your acquaintance, precious reader, will verify this incontrovertible fact. They say—that is, those who know him say of Bonzano: "He is a man who loves his home and family, trusts his God, helps the needy in distress, and docs his work more accurately and quickly than any other man of liis kind in America.”— Cincinnati Times Star. I AM K1L wonder] is ber.i ti er failed if l stance, no I what t he d i 'from LFPROS' r th* simplest dist 1 known to the hum ’•m. The seientifle men of to-d iiitunil prove that every disease la-ave Floyd s, K^vtlle A. M. 10.00 . 10.20 " 10.50 i( lueesta- noH train tr ’ 1 rv , (or the onC. i-F*. ' ' T T coKEU- President. J. L. 0. & tL UAlU-U’ CM1SED BY MICROBES, IS rwlcstoo and c. & rRMiossT’sOtnj* - ° HAlLHOAll.. M*y L ' liU0 ' the train 1 r & 8 RAILUG 1). and C. a- ‘ 8. C. M»y - — ; i o,, run as fot'- 0 " 9 1'J Radam^ Mi AND j Lea i\\ n«la cl* e>* iwobe Killer T * A "'- ...5.25 A M ....5.40 Exterminates thi^L rol suml drives them out of the sy site’i. and when that is done you cannoi Save u3 ache or |>ain. No matter nfirtthc di-case, whether a sim|)le easc^k Mu'.sria Fe ver or a combination of TL-easrit we cure them all at the same\ame, 5»we treat all diseases eonstitutiistediv. Lcsj V1 Mo Chen Cash’ Society Dove’s ■y—• Floyd's ....ot- Dsriinglon.... Jv— Palmetto X"' Arrive at Florence \ Asthma, Consumption, Catan chit is. Rheumatism, Kidney Liver Disease, Chills and Fever male Troubles, jn allots forms, anc! in fact, every Disease known to Human System. nr Tsais ...0 1" ... 0 48 ...1.00 ... ^ W . . 7.8-' 7.60 . cOO 16 uve Florence. the Beware of Fraudulent Imitations! See that our Trade-Murk (same as altove) appears on each jug. Send for book, "History of the Mi crobe Killer,” given away at GARNER’S DRUG STORK, Darlington, 8. C. Jan 23. 1800 (i. i IIMlill k Manutacturers —OF— Sash, Poors, Sash, Plums, MIOXJLIDIKTOS —AND- Building Material, K8T AVL18IIKD 1842. CHA RLHSTOX, 8. V. tprit, 20 1889—1 THE ANTWERP ARMLESS PAINTER. A Wonder of llio drove. At Assens, In tho canton of Vaud, Switzerland, on Sept. 0, 1890, while some gravediggers were removing tlie contents of a grave from a low, wet portion of a cemetery, a coffin, which contained tlie remainu of a woman, was found to be full to overflowing with crisp, curly black liair. Tlie coffin was of wood and laid the undermost of three, rtl in one grave. As soon os the first two had been removed tho work men noticed tliat the clay on tlie lid of the under coffin, as well as the cracks in the lid and sides, was matted witli hair which seemed to bo pushing out through the cracks. On removing the lid a most remark able sight met their gaze. There was tho whole figure of tho corpse, exhibit ing the eyes, mouth, ears and every part, every square inch of tlie body be ing covered with tho long, curly hair. Exposed to the air for a few minutes the contents of tlie coffin became a shapeless mass of hair, one hand and the great too of tlie right foot only re taining their shape.—St. Louis Repub lic. ’ions th-rs took place between Mr. Bent upon me that I was in fora shampoo and Miss Mallorr on a later visit it aawelL ■■VUZ MVW* At the head of Holy Cross creek, near Leadville, Colo., and in the almost in accessible defiles of Moont Shasta, Cal., there are hundreds of square feet of ground continually covered with snow as red as blood. In the polar regions red and scarlet snow is a familiar sight, but the two places named above are the only spots within the limits of the United States where it is known to ex ist The phenomenon is dne to the presence of the minute animal cuke in the snow. How the little midge ever got there is a question that has never been satisfactorily answered.—St Louis Republic. Sketch of the Life of » Renowned Artist Who Works with His Toes. The most celebrated and the most accurate of painters of pictures from tlie Royal Museum and galleries of Ant werp is M. Charles Francois Felu. He was born at Wnennacrde, in Flanders, in 1830. His father occupied a supe rior position in the bureau of finance; his mother is described as a woman of unusual intelligence, courage and de votion. Charles was her third son, and tier suffering was intense at the discovery that ho was bom entirely without arms. Apart from the singu-' tar absence of these limbs he was a well developed boy, and grew into a handsome, bright and intelligent lad, with a keen artistic sense and appre ciation of color and beauty of form. It was his frantic attempts as a baby to reach and hold flowers that sug gested to his watchful and painstaking mother tlie use of his toes. Sho placed some daisies between the little pink toes of bis right foot, and was delighted at Ids pleasure and at the facility with which lie learned to hold, arrange and distribute them. Later ids love of pictures suggested to her to put a pencil between ids toes, and witli this and scraps of paper he would amuse himself fffr hours, show ing even at tliis early age his talent by drawing quaint objects which always had some likeness to real ones. His brothers Adolph and Theodore aided tlieiA mother in the task to which she consecrated lier life at developing the boy’s artistic talent without the use of hands. His education was continued at Ostend, whither tlie family removed, and afterward at Bruges. Finally M. Felu, the father of M. Charles, fixed his residence at Antwerp, and from tliat time the destiny of his son was fixed, and his talent developed rapidly under Leys and other artists of renown. In 1874 he visited Loudon, and made studies in the Kensington museum and in the National gallery. He painted a charming portrait of Mine. Victoria Lafontaine, of the Com- edie Franraise, full of grace aud intel ligence. Ho also received on order from tlie archduke of Austria to paint a portrait of the celebrated Massala. His principal work, however, is the making of such close studies from the old masters that it is difficult to dis tinguish the original from the copy. Visitors to Antwerp have seen him en gaged in tliis at the museum, and he is constantly occupied with orders. He is always cheerful and interested in af fairs, yet most conscientious and se-; rious in his work, and uses his foot] with such dexterity that he hardly seems to miss tho absence of hands.— Homemaker. A. C. McFal], Palm el lo . \ !’ Darlingiot ..... sV Y Floyd's K.-lX Doves .. .. . H.b. Socictj’Ilil! y l: 'aeli'e 17 ^t^arlfti) DM b IP *J() ■'FDD C» 10.-Hi. Isle Wa * \,> Lout Am * reigl g 0 t»»g up 4* Florence ve Burlington Freight Anivr l).niin2»ton Ij«-n vt> Dm lit* 'ton Arrive F orence 8 1 it <*• up •l«W I s.10 p ” 8" | 4 Ml | Agent of Manufacturers for the sale of Engines, Boilers, Saw Mills, Grist Mills, Gins, Presses, Threshers, Shafting, Pulleys, Belting, Circular Saws, and machinery supplies. Par ties wbo contemplate buying machin ery of any kind will find it to their interest to get prices from me before buying elsewhere. I have for sale at a bargain, a complete Ginning outfit, consisting of aGO saw Hall Gin, fi edei and condenser, a Bass Press, net shaft ing and pulleys, belting, &c., a 2(1 corn mill, very little used, and a now 10-Horse Engine and boiler, which will be sold on easy terms at a bar gain. For prices and terms, call on A. C. McFALL, Darlington Oil Mill. June 2(1, ’90. Pfimnnw w - i- uoagus shm-« vAUlIvH wurruuUMl, ana every kWH his BAMie Autl price slumpiMl on not 48®*% I-?# n#* W. L. 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DAVKN. , Pi«.v i< i 0 II Matter Ti «t r|. i — WTOUTIIEASTKI.N 1-A ll.l;i - A n H — Gharlkston. S. , '•»' \ no On an«l nfler Ibis .Uit ' M 1nl\ a i» schedule will be run : GOING FOU 11’ No. ‘27, D»n \ Leave ! lorcuce * l 36 a id Leave Ivingslree 2 20 h n Arrive Lanes rv i ti Leave Lanes 2 f»P t i Arrive Charleston 5 < P >• i. No. 2H. 1) tily. Leave Florence *8 Leave Kingstree 9 (» a i Arrive Lancs IP t*7 -i i Leave Lanes 0 (*7 « i Arrive Charleston 1 69 »• n No 63. Leave Lanes *7 60 1* V. Arrive Chtrletdon 9 30 id . Train on C & l> K K conn cts n Fioi* cnee with No 23 Train GOING SOUTH. No, 78, Dui'y. Leave Charleston *1 20 a n. Arrive Lanes U ( 0 a t Leave Lanes 5 00 a m Leave Kiugstree 3 17 a m Arr’vo Florence 4 20 a m No. 14. Leave Cntirleslon *1 80 p m Arrive Lanes ti 29 p in Leave Lanes 0 '- 9 |> in Leave Kings!rce t> 46 p ti. Arrive Florence 7 56 p ii No. 52. iLtib. Leave Charleston *, Oil a -l Airive Lanes 8 ‘.7 « 1. * Daily. Daily except 3 » |, Nos 62 ini - tliion r h o to umhiu vim Contra! U !v ol > » . No?- 7* aHtJ 11 run solid to Wi'uiiugion, N. itntkin/close coiineciio i w i t Ii W. & *V K R (or all pou is north. J. K. KKNLY. J F Dl V 1 K h. Supt Truns. Gen’l Siijj’l T. M. Lmkkhon, Geu’l 'an. Agi. UlLtflMim (OlliililA A Ml AIUSIA KAltl May 1, 1891). DOING SOUTH No. 23. Leave Wilmington *0 15 f u Leave Marion 9 33 |. l Arrive Florence >0 10 a i. No. 60. Leuv Florence 3.‘j0 a u Arrive Saintt r 4. 6 a u Leave Sum cr 4 35 4 m An ive Ctluinhin •- 15 a it- No. z7 L/uve Wilmington *10.10 • 1. Leave Marion ! 2.40 p n Arrive Florence 1 h u. N: 02 Leave S' 1 inter f 45 a » Arrive Columbia 10 65 p n No 68 Lmiv* Florence f3 25 a n Arrive Sumter 9 35 a n. No 52 runs through from ( tiarh.liii via Central R It. Leaving Lanes 8 30 A M. Munnil r 9 jp A M Train on C & U R F connecr.at Fluent, will: No 54. GOING NORTH. No 61 c**Hve Columbia. .*111 35 , „ Arri-e Sumter II &>> p ► Leave Sumter H r,H p Arrive Floience 1 15a in No 78. Leave Florence, 4 36 a in Leave Marion 6 20 e, m Arrive at Wilmington, 8 86 a m No. 69 Leave Sumter f6 37 p m Arrive Florence 7 50 n m No. 63, Leave Columbia *5 20 p a 6 32pm Arrive Sumter No 14 Leave Florence *8 15 p n Leave Marion 8 65 pm 11 45 p*m Arrv at Wilmington Tha Way witli Bra il a man )■ ■uaxstsfuloml everything A Clever 'trick. Gothamite—Just got back from Eu rope, eli? What in tho world indue-xl ! you to send homo those bogus cable grams saying that you were dead. I Literary Man—Well, I had to de something to make the magazines pub lish tha articles they have accepted from me.—Puck. MEDICINE ..J&'&gMPii nows CONUOiSINU QUALITY AND SIZE OF DOSE. IT WIXJ. JLTjBO OVUM! BILIOUSNESS, DYSPEPSIA, ABB cnomo ©obstipation. W. J. GARNER, M.D. »: mly. |Daily except Smulay. No 63 run, (hioiijtii to Cl-nr't-ston, via Cenlral It II. arrivng Manning 7 04 I* 1. I.am-tt 7 42 P M. Cltarlevlon 9 SO P M. No 69 t'onni'Cta at Fiort ace with C 4 D (rain for Cheraw and WaJoboro’. Nt, 78 anil 14 make e'«t* connection at Wilmington « i:lt W i V.' R U f or .11 pointi ; North. Train oa Plnrea;» It. H, le. T , p ee p ft ilaity except SnoiLy 4 4o P. M., a, r j,,. Howland 7.00 P. M ItelurniLg leave i Row lard 0.30 A. M., arrive Pee Dee 8 60 AM. Train 0« M.n..-In au-r & Angnaia 11. K leave, Sutnlcr tlaily except Sunday. 10. A. M, arrive Rimini 1 2 91 t. M. &<. tinting l-ave Rimini 12.15 P. JI ww. rive Sumter 1.80 P, M. w