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■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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Arrive at Florence \
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Liver Disease, Chills and Fever
male Troubles, jn allots forms, anc!
in fact, every Disease known to
Human System.
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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],
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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®*%
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$3 SHOE
FOR
GENTLEMEN.
Fine ( nit uud I.weed Waterproof (train.
The ♦MesHOWOe and wearlnr qtlwUtfaMlof this shoo
cannot he Wetter shown than ny the strouK eutlorhe-
mei.tsof Its thouszmls of constant wearer*,
SfE.OO Isenulne Ilnnd-Hrwed, &n clcK&nt ond
stylish dress Shoe which commends lUeif.
$^•00 unequalled for stvic and durability
S0.SO (•wodyenr Welt 1* the standard dr. ™
Shoe, st a popular price.
fO.SO Pnlfeetnan'ii Wlioe Is especially adapted
O for railroad men. farmers, etc. 1
All made In Congress, Button and I>ace.
$3 & $2 SHOES LACHES,
have been most favorably received since Introduced
and the recent Improvements make them sup
to any shoes sold at thei
Ask your l*ealer, and
t these pricci
11f he cannot supply '
Jlreet’to factory enclosing advertised price. <j
blanks.
postal for order
W. 1.. DOI til.AM,
ISrockloR, Muim.
For sale by A. J. Broom, Dar
lington, S. C.
Feb. 20, 1890.
A. F. DAVKN.
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Gharlkston. S. , '•»'
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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.
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