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"Ole missus marry Will do weaber; Will he was a jray deceaber; When he pm s his arm around her He looked as fierce as a forty-pounder. "His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaner, But dot didn't seem a bit to jrreab 'er; Will run away, missus took a decline. Her face was de color ob de bacon rine. "While missus libbed she libbed in clober. When stie die<t she died all ober; How could >hr act de foolish part An* marry a mau to broke her heart? "Buckwheat cakes an* cawn-meal batter Makes you fal, or little fatter; Here's a h? alta to do nex* ole missus. An* all de gah? as wants to kiss us. "Now if you want to dribc awry sorrow Come an' bear dis son*r to-morrow; Den hoe it down ur.' scratch de grabbelt To Dixie land I'm bound to irabbel." CHORUS. "I wish I was in Dixie, hooray, hooray! In D xie's land We'll take our stand. To live nn* die in Dixie; Away, away, away down Souf in Dixie: Away, awjiy, aw ar down Souf in Dixie I" A ROMANCE OF BROADWAY. ..I have earned t&rce shillings, York, this blessed afternoon!" I ex? claimed, with ill-suppressed exultation, as I threw down my pen, which I had been diligently using for four hours (I was pennin? "an article" for a certain "monthly, dear reader), pushed my closely-written manuscripts from rae, and took a yellow cigar from my hat, j which I have made my chief pocket since my fifth year, the time, I believe, when my discriminating parents ex? changed my infant cap for tho manly I castor. Three York shillings have I I made this blessed day, heaven be thank j ed, and now I can conscientiously take ! a little "ease in mine inn!' Whereupon j I ignited my cigar with a self-enkmd I ling apparatus, a gift from my consid? erate landlady-pray heaven she ! charges it not in her bill-to save her candles, and ascending the three steps to my window, I scated myself in my accustomed chair, and forthwith pro? ceeded to speculate on things external. It was that calm, lovely time, which is wont to usher in the twilight of a sum? mer evening. The roll of wheels in Broadway beneath me was ceaseless. Bright forms flashed by in gay car? riages! The happy, the gallant, the beautiful, were ail forth to take thc air on tho fashionable evening drive! Why was I not with the cavalcade? Wir?re was my Kosinante? Where was my "establishment?" Echo answered .*whoro?" I puffed away silently and vigorously for a few seconds, as these mental queries assailed me; and, bless? ed soother of the troubled, oh, in? comparable cigar! my philosophy re? turned. Diagonally opposite to my window stands one of the proudest structures on Broadway. It is costly with stone and marble, lofty porticos and colon? nades. The edifice first attracted my attention by its architectural beauty, and eventually fixed it by a mystery, that seemed, to my curious eye, to be surrounding one of its inmates! A lady of dazzling beauty was an in? mate of that mansion, and, for aught I know to the contrary, its only inmate. Every afternoon, arrayed in simple white, with a flower or two in her hair, she was seated at the drawing room window, gazing out upon tho gay spec? tacle Broadway presents of a pleasant afternoon. I saw her the first moment I took possession of my dormant nook, and was struck with her surprising loveliness. Every evening I paid dis? tant homage to her beauty. Dare a poor scribbler, a mero penny-a-liner, aspire to a nearer approach to such a divinity, enshrined in dollars and cents? No! I worshiped like a publi? can, afar oft "Tis distance lends en? chantment to the view." But she was not destined to be worshiped by alL One afternoon she was at the window, with a giit-leaved volume in her hand, when a gentleman of the most grace? ful bearing rode past my window. He was well mounted and sat upon his horse like an Arabian! He was what the boarding school misses would call an elegant fellow! a well-bred man of the world, a remarkably handsonio man! Tall, with a line oval face, a bla?k. penetrating eye, and a mustache upon his lip, together willi a tine figure and the most perfect address, ho was, what I should term, a captivating man. His air, and a certain indescribable comme il faut, bespoke him a gentle? man. As he came opposite her window his eye, as he turned it thither, became fascinated by her beauty! How much lovelier a really lovely creature ap? pears when seen through 'plate glass!' Involuntarily he drew in tis spirited horse, and raised his hat! The action, tho manner, and tho grace, were in im- ? itable. At this unguarded moment the j 'hind wheel of a rumbling omnibus struck his horse in the chest. The an? imal reared high, and would have fall en backward upon his rider, had ho not with wonderful presence of mind ; stepped quietly and gracefully out of | the stirrups to the pavement, as tho horse, losing his balance, fell violently on bis side. The lady, who had wit? nessed with surprise the involuntary homage of the stranger, for such, from her manner of recoiving it, ho evident? ly was to her, started from her seat and screamed convulsively. The next moment he had secured and remount? ed his horse, which was only slightly injured by the fall, acknowledged tho interest taken in his mischance by tho fair being who had been its innocent cause (unless beauty were a crime) by another bow, and rode slowly and com? posedly onward, as if nothing unusual had occurred. The next evening tho carriage was at tho door of the man? sion. The liveried footman was stand? ing with the ?teps down, and tho han? dle of thc door in his hand. The coachman was on the box. I was, as usual, at my window. The street door opened, and with a light step the grace? ful form of my heroine came forth and descended to thc carriage. At that mo? ment (some men are surely born under the auspices of more indulgent stars titan others) thc stranger rode up and bowed with ineffable grace, and (bless? ed encounter that, with thc omnibus wheel) his bow was acknowledged by aa inclination of tho superb head, and a smile that would make a man of any soul seek accidents "in the cannon's mouth." lie rode slowly forward and in a few seconds tho carriage took tho same direction. There arc no infer? ences to be drawn from this; reader. I All thc other carriages passed tho same route It was thc customary one! At the melting of twilight into night, the throng of drivers and riders repassedi The "lady's" carriage (it was a lan? dau and the top was thrown back) came last of all! The cavalier was riding beside it! He dismounted as it drew up t 'ore the door, assisted her to the pave, aid took his leave. For several afternoons successively, the gentleman's appcaranco was simulta? neous with that of the lady at her ear strange*: ivo! He dismouDted, open? ed the door of the carriage, and the gentleman and lady descended! The footman had rode his horse, while he, happy man, occupied a seat by the side of tho fair one! I watched thc progress of this amour for several days, and still the stranaer had never entered the house. One "day, however, about 3 o'clock, I saw him lounging past, with that ease and self possession which characterized him. He passed and re passed the house two or three times, and then rather hastily ascending the steps, pulled the bell. The next mo? ment he was admitted, and disappeared from my sight. But only for a mo? ment , reader! An attic hath its ad? vantages! The blinds of the drawing room were drawn, and impervious to any glance from the street ; but the leaves were turned so as to admit the light ol heaven and my own gaze! I could see through the spaces directly down into the room as distinctly as if there w?s no obstruction. This I give as a hint to all concerned who have re? volving leaves to their Venetian blinds. Attic gentlemen are much edified there? by! The next moment he was in tho room, his hand on his heart-another, and I saw him at her feet! Sir-would that I had language to paint you the scene! Lady-I then learned the "art of love!" I shall have confidence, I have h io so good a pattern, when I go to make my declaration! Tho decla? ration, tho confession, tho acceptance; all passed beneath me most edifyingly. Then came the labial seal that mado his bliss secure. By his animated ges? tures, I could see that ho was urging her to some sudden step. She at first appeared to be reluctant, but gradually becoming more placable, yielded. The landau was at the door in ten minutes. They came out arm in arm and entered lt! 1 could hear the order to the coach? man: "Drive to St John's Church!" "An elopement," thought L "Having been at the breaking cover, I will be in at the death!" and taking my hat and gloves, I descended, as if I carriod a policy of life insurance in my pocket, the long t?isrhts of stairs to the street, bolted out bf the front door, and fol? lowed the landau, which I discerned ?ust turning the corner of Canal street followed full fast on foot. I eschew omnibuses. They are vulgar! When 1 arrived at church the carriage was before it, and the "happy pair," al? ready joined together, were just cross? ing the trottoir to re-enter it! The grinning footman who had legally wit? nessed tho ceremony, followed them. The next day, about noon, a capa? cious fnmily carriage rolled up to the door of the mansion, followed by a ba? rouche with servants and baggage. First descended an elderly gentleman, who cast his eyes over the building, to see if it stood where it did when bo left for the Springs. Then came, ono after another, two beautiful girls, then a handsome young man. 4*How glad I am to get home again," exclaimed one of the young ladies, running up tho steps to the door. "1 wonder where Jane is that she docs not meet us?" The sylph rang tho bell as she spoko. I could see down through the blinds into tho drawing room There was a scene! The gontleman was for going to the door, and tho lady, his bride, was try? ing to prevent him. "You shan't!" "Twill!" "I say you shan't!" "I say I will!" were interchanged as certainly between the parties as if I could hoar the words. The gentleman, or rather husband prevailed. I saw him leave the room, and tho next moment open the street door. The young ladies started back in the presence of the new footman. The old gentleman, who was now at tho door, inquired as he saw him, loud enough forme to hear. "Who in the devil's linnie are you, sir?" "I have the honor to be your son-in law." "Thc devil you have! and who may you have thc honor to be?" "The Count L-y," with a bow of ineffable condescension. "You are an impostor, sir!" "Here is your eldest daughter, my wife," replied the newly made hus? band, taking by the hand his lovely bride who had come imploringly for? ward when the disturbance reached her ears. "Hero is my wife, your daughter." "You aro mistaken, sir, she Is my housekeeper!" A sceno followed that cannot be do scribed. The nobleman had married the gentleman's housekeeper. She had spread thc snare, and like many a wiser fool he had fallen into it. Half an hour afterwards a hack drove to the servant's side door, and my he? roine came forth, closely veiled, with bag and baggage, and drove away. The Count, for such ho was, I saw no more! I saw Ms name gazetted a day or two after ns a passenger on a packet ship that sailed for Havre. How he es? caped from the mansion remaincth yet a mystery.-Every Other ?Saturday. Short Taits With the Boys. Come, now, my lad, but you want to run away. No boy ever yet reached the age of 15 without having several times firmly resolved to leave home. When a boy has made up his mind to a thing of this sort he ought to carry it out by all means. The first step in the programmo is to begin saving up bread and meat When you have a bushel or so of provisions hidden in tho barn or under thc wood-shod you aro ready for tho battle with tho cold world. Make your start at night This will prevent thc sun from tanning your complexion, and you will be quite cortaiu of tho company of a tramp or two. Some boys leave a note pinned to tho pillow of their bed. This note goes on to say that the boy has been jawed, bulldozed, starved, pounded and knocked down and dragged out, until j he has made up his mind to sever the connection. Ho will never be heard of more. When you havo packed up your little bundle and are off it will bc well to settle upon some plan for tho future. Perhaps you want to be a sailor? Noth? ing is easier. Make your way to porno lake q?r seaport, and most any captain wili take you. If he cruft disgust you with tho sailoring business in about a week, tar buckets, sea-sickness, poor provisions and a rope's end will be called ujjon to assist him. Perhaps you want to become a mighty hunter? Mighty hunters are not made in a few days or weeks. You want to begin by letting your hair and finger nails grow, sleeping in a swamp, and wasting $2 worth of ammunition to kiil a ten-cent chipmunk. ii you have decided to become a bank clerk, well and good. Make tracks for the nearest city, and the first bank you enter will jump at tho chance of employing you at a salary of ?200 por month. If it should so happen that the bank didn't do any jumping as you mado application, you eau cousole yourself with tho reflection that it is about to bust But, speaking in all seriousness, my j boy, if 1 had a dozen sons I should bc glad to have each and every one of : them take his turn at running away j from home, lt is the jijtsTcure in the j world for 0that dweaso-- called "swell- i ?g^!^^?2Sita????? ?* romance in | BHrW Y?u th'ak of the sparkling sea, the green prairies, coral strands, robbers1 caves and pi? rates' treasures. You feel that you know so much more than your father that it is a waste of brains for both of ?ou to remain in tho samo house. You ave been forced to go to school, and have been ordered to split wood and go to the grocery after butter liko a com? mon slave. Don't stand it any longer! Pick up your duds and leave the house and go forth into the world. What! Come to a full stop in the road before you are a mile away! You've got a peek or more of sour meat and moldy bread in a pillow-case, sev? enteen cents in your pocket, and just think how your father and mother have missed you at home! The ro? mance begins to wear oft, oh? You don't care half as much about mermaids and palm-groves and pirate ships as you did an hour a^o. You hate to leave mother after all, and perhaps father isn't so much to blame for bossing you around. Come to think it all over, perhaps you'd better return home and try and stand it for a few more weeks. Ah! my son, but we've ali been there! All these wrinkled and dignified and bald-headed old men you meet on the streets have had about tho same expe? rience. We've had that samo period of "swell-hoad," and eiirhtoutof ten of us have packed our bundles and slid out to escape parental tyranny. Eight out of ten- of us have slipped back again, too, and tho experience was tho right sort of medicine for the disease. Any time you come to feel that you are a poor, overworkod and downtrodden boy, and that ii you only liad a fair show yoitd know more in a minute than your father doos in an hour, just skip. Thero's nothing like it.-M. Quad BILL ARR The harvest has begun. The har? vest sun is shining by day and the moon by night. Our Burt oats that were sowed in March have come in ahead, of the wheat, and are now fall? ing before the cradle blade. It is a charming scene. The good old-fashion? ed way is not a bad way after all. I've got a reaper, and shall use it in thc low grounds on the wheat, but the everlast? ing rains this spring made too many little ruts and furrows on the upland, and the cradles are better. Thc ma? chine jolts aud bumps around so that Ralph could hardly keep bis seat. But the oats are good. I have never seen a better upland crop. Carl and Jessie follow aloDg iu the wake of the cradlers and tie up their little bundles, and when they get tired of that they pile them into dozens and set them up into shocks, and are proud of their work. What a pity it is that we caut all make play of our work. How fond the children are of trying to do grown folks work. Carl wauts a little cradle to reap with, aud thinks bc could do it splendid, but it most kills him to take a bucket of water to the field. That sore on his foot where he snagged it on a nail harts awful bad then, and he limps all the way to the spring and back, but he can trot to the dewberry patch or the mul? berry tree as lively and gay as a colt in the meadow. Grown folks are that way too. I've known some mighty nice girls to get tired and most broke down cleaning up the houee, and cooking, and sewing, and the like, but they could wake up to the music that night and dance till the rooster crowed for morning. We can all do what we want to do, aud we go at it with alacrity. It is easier to go to a picnic than it is to chureh. But labor and toil has a sweet reward. We will never reap if we do not sow. The harvest that is now at hand is one of the great lessons of life, for our life is like a field and our years like the acres, aud our months and weeks aud days and minutes are the roods aud rods and yards and feet which subdivide the whole. Some por? tions are well sown and tended and some are not, buta good man will make an average crop. We may fail here and fail there, and have our little sins and weaknesses, but at the last a man must be measured by his average crop Character is not made or lost iu a day or a week, but it takes a life and we can never write a true epitaph until the life is closed and wc write it ou thc tomb. But a few days ago the fields were beau? tifully green, and the grain bent its proud heads gracefully before the gen? tle breeze and seemed conscious of its life and health aud consequence. It rcmiuded me of mau iu his prime mov? ing to and fro upou the earth acquiring wealth or fame or pleasure, and all un? mindful of tho reaper. But soon he ripeus and must fall and make way for another crop. If the proud head has boruo fruit, golden fruit, it is well, and his mission in life is accomplished, but if clogged and tangled aud corrupted with cheat and cockle and smut and rust and brambles tho crop is a failure and ought to have been cut do wu while it was green. I had worked hard all thc morning helping Mrs. A rp take up her carpeta for the summer. Thc hay aud dust that was under had to be swept up ever so gently-yes, gently-that was the words she used-'gently, now, Wil Iian ; you are raising the dust, and it will bc all over the house. Don't be in such a hurry--gently.' I got it all up after a fashion and put out of the wiu dow in thc wheelbarrow, and put lite carpets on the feuce ready fur beating, and then I took lier long handled broom and swept the walls, and the ceiling, and the corners, and behind the pic? tures, and then our chunk of a darky brought water and washed up thc floors, and the girls worked un the bedsteads with kerosene and turpentine and cor? rosive sublimate and rat poisou and damnation powder, and 1 dont know what all, and this morning when my wife was making up lier bed and lifted up the corner of the mattress she discov? ered one of thc biggest, fattest ones you ever saw, aud lier heart sank down within her and she reclined on a chair in despair, i wa.> sorry for her, I was, for the pesky varmints are her eternal honor, and if I was rich I would build her a braud new house and till it. with brand new furniture, all made of china wood or camphor wood. 1 care noth? ing about these silent, perambulators myself, and it has been hinted to me on more that) ono occasion that it. is be? cause I am tough and old and alligator ish, which I reckon is so, though I do know some womcu who are uo spring chickeus themselves. But from the varn?ij^^?nvhoJH my sleep broken? for them, and when found I assume a theatrical attitude and exclaim in the beautiful language of Mr. Shakspeare : 'How now, ye secret, dark and mid? night hags ! What is it ye do?' Well, I took Mrs. Arp down in the low land wheat this evening, where it is thick and green and tall, and I ex? plained to her all about, wheat being first in the boot and then in the milk and then in the dough, and as we walk? ed along in a water furrow I said that it reminded me of the old song of 'Com? ing Through the Rye,' that I would change it a little, and say : :'If a body meet a body coming through the ?wheat, And a body kiss a body, wouldent it be sweet." And she smiled and said thc rye of the poet was not a field but a rocky branch named Rye, and the lassie was wading through it when her lover met her on the rocks and kissed her. So that knocked all the poetry out of thc situation, and ? said no more ou the subject, but I've seen the day when that wheat field would have been as good a place for the business as a branch, and if anything better. While wc sauntered along old Bob White was whistling to his loving mate, and we talked over thc days of our childhood, when wc used to follow the reapers in the field and get the partridge eggs from the nests, and have a big frolic over them wbeu they were boiled, and how wc caught the young rabbits in their nest, and how everything was so fresh and bright and rosy, and now how serious and earnest everything had be? come. Such is life and we cannot help it, and I dont want to help it. No matter how old or how poor, there is sotuo happiness for us all if wc will find it. The trouble with most of us is we search for it too far away-away off yonder somewhere when it is right near us. Yes, within our reach, if we will only see it 'Carpe diem/ says thc poet-'enjoy the day.' Enjoy to-day and every day as it comes, and dont let old father time cheat us out of a moment. BILL ARP. A Tarheel's View of Colum? bia, [Correspondence of the Wilmington Review.] COLUMBIA, S. C., June 7th, 1884. Dear Review : Dull times and depression in busi? ness are not confined aloue to your city nor to North Carolina. A few days on thc wing iu South Carolina and Georgia shows that the hard times and gloom io business, occasioned mostly by last year's short crop have been universal, and never since the war have the peo? ple boen so 'down-in-the-mouth' and despondent. But the dark cloud that surrounded us is being dispersed. From every section wc hear the glad tidings of good crops and hopeful prospects. Especially is this true around Columbia. All along thc railroads, and in sections reached by iuquiring, the crops were never better, and a smile pervades every face. Columbia, I fear, will never be what it once was For an inland city it is doing well ; but the pride of the place dwells in tho pas!-. Take out thc Capi? tol, the U. S. Court building and thc Hampton mansion, and the city is void of magnificent buildings, as it has never replaced the damage of the Sherman fire. Sherman burnt 1,430, houses by actual count. Thc Sidney Park is au honor to thc city. It comprises 25 acres, and costs the city about $G0 per month. Its beautiful walks, fountains, shrubbery, &c, enchants thc visitor and enraptures him with fancy and de? light. I fear South Carolina's pride or am? bition got the better of her iu the con? struction of her^capitol. It has already cost, the State three millions of dollar*, aud eight hundred thousand is the esti? mate to complete it. But *I havo come over to tell you' that it is au elegant building-'it's immense.' It is highly elevated iu a square of eight acres, beautifully and elegantly laid off, and at the head of Main street. It is 294 feet loug by 192 wide aud about 60 feet high. Within, it is a picture of grand? eur. Huge, massive and beautifully carved columns rise up on either side. Us elaborately finished pillows and old time lookiug clcgaucc of finish through? out reminds ono of au old Roman temple. Gu tho left, as you come out, (I don't know the course for the sun rises wrong herc) there is a colossal palmetto tree about 20 feet high, costing about seven thousand dollars and erected to commemorate the memory of tho sol? diers of South Carolina in the Mexican war. But the most beautiful picture in Columbia is the grand monument to thc Confederate dead, 40 feet high. It stand about 100 feet directly in front of the capitol, is made of snow white mar? ble at a cost of ?12,000, and is mount? ed by a 'Rebel' iu full uniform, with gun and equipments. It has on it this eloquent inscription : 'Erected by thc Women of South Carolina.' A gentleman of high official position j told me to-day that Mr. Tilden had no love for the Souih, as he heard him so express himself in this wisc : That the South defeated bim (Tilden) and not the Republicans in 1870. That is, iu order to put Hampton of South Caroli? na, Nicholii, of Louisiana, aud Drew i of Florida in the gubernatorial chairs ul' j those States, a compromise was made by the Democrats in Congress with Mayes & Go., looking to this cud, and tn the sacrifice ol' Tilden as president j There is truth iu this, but st) tai as I ; can interpret public opiuion, Tilden is i the man, and the nomination of tho ' .old ticket' will cause ah uprising uu- j known before in the country. Aa I stepped oft thc traiu here I ob- j served some forty hack mou at tho j station with accompanying vehicles. Yet not a world did they say-only keeping up an incessent motioning and popping of whips : it. surprised me, but. 1 became contented when informed that the city prohibits any ono soliciting baggage or passengers to open his mouth in that behalf. A good law that saves annoyance to travellers. Let Wilmington adopt such a law. LUNG CREEK. ?If you have conic of age'siuce the last Hrcctiou or will be of age 'by the 7th of Ktovewber. you have ajjght to register. What Our Editors Say. The Sin of Cheapness. Columbia Register. Dr. Donald Macleod, a Scotch clergy? man, recently preached a sermon on j 'The Sin of Cheapness.' He said that j the 'craving for cheapness and hunting j after bargains is not only economically i false, but a cause of great suffering to thousands of men, women and chil? dren. This Scotch divine is a level-headed j man. This is the age of cheapness aod j humbug, and lots of poor people are i being imposed upon in consequence. ? We have cheap nostrums to poison the j blood and impair thc vital functions;! adulterated food producing the same re- j suits ; shoddy clothing that looks well j enough when it is brand new, but that cannot stand the test of usage ; cheap books and cheap papers, full of trashy stuff, poisoning the minds aud corrupt? ing the morals of the youth. It may be safely accepted as an axiom that whatever is worth having at all is worth a fair price, and that it is in thc nature of things impossible that any article that is ridicuously cheap can bear any favorable comparison whatever with good aud useful articles ; aud yet such is the rage for cheapness that thc Cheap Johns in trade, in the art?, in literature or in journalism obtain a degree of patronage that dis? courages the men who have some pride about them, and are desirous of giv? ing the public a good article that is well worth the money invested. This truth is well exemplified in all branches of business and as much so in the newspaper profession as else? where. Thc proprietor of a newspaper who puts himself to extraordinary trou? ble and expense in order that his patrons may have the latest news of the day, and who endeavors to make his paper as attractive as possible in every department, is expected to come down to thc cheap rates of some rival journal; and those who mako the demand never stop for ono moment to institue any compa? rison between the respective papers. One is well printed and pays living prices to its printers ; the other as a specimen of typographical work, is ? about as poor ar the pay that is given j to its printers. One pays for its news j service ; the other cribs from its cotem porarics. In short, thc oue is really a newspaper; the other merely a shabby, Cheap John imitation of a newspaper. And yet the latter too often obtains a j patronage far beyond its deserts, j enabling it to eke out a sickly existence ! -one that is, perhaps, not sufficient j to withdraw from the more deserving j claimant for public patronage a goodly | portion of thc support which the latter has fairly and honestly earned tn the j service of thc public. Look at what a good newspaper docs for thc community whereiu it is located ; I how many enterprises it takes hold of j in their incipiency, brings to the attcn- : lion of the public and keeps before . them until the matters take shape and I become actual and accomplished facts, ? ! and yet it too often happeus that thc ' very men who have, through newspaper influence, succeeded in thc accomplish? ment of their schemes, turn right round and take their advertising and j other pctronage to those who have not I j helped and cannot help them to any > appreciable cxteut. Aud so it goes*; , Cheap Johns, cheap goods, cheap , work, people humbugged sind not find? ing it out until it is too late. Tho Negro and the Hule. Lexington Dispatch. You begin to notice thc union that exists between the negro and the ? mule, the two inseparables. 13c it ! tho cart with one, the truck with two, or i the wagon with three, it is all one, on i thc box is a negro invariably. You ? ? shall not see in the streets of a city a j i dozen vehicles bearing burdens and I drawn by mules that thc motive power, ] so far as the whip goes, is not a i negro. I It would be an interesting study, i this connection of the mule with the negro. This inseparability of the i most docile of the races of men with thc most stubborn and obstiuate of ? brutes is a mystery which no fellow has ever yet found out. Probably it is that thc gentleness of thc ono may be balanced by the ugliness of thc ? other. A mule will kick thc head off a white man but he never so abuses < a negro. With mules a negro may safely rush in where white men fear to tread. And there is another simi? larity between them. You eau 1 never tell from appearance the agc of cither negro or mule. Tho mule I is born with an old expression which never changes, and when the South- i ern ne<?ro has attained a certaiu number of years he never grows older. Thc only difference is negroes do < die, and mules do not, naturally. No one ever saw a dead mule except : from accident, and seldom tlscu, for a mule will live and do well after a railroad express train has gone over ' him. Anyhow the mules are all driven by negroes, aud they evidently love \ each other. After the war every negro wautcd forty acres of laud j and a mule. If he could have but one he invariably chose the mule whether he had any use for him or not. A Bitter Pill. Newberry Herald. A great many prominent Itepubli- ! cans cannot swallow the Chicago nomi- i ? nation without making wry faces, while { 1 others pronounce it au unclean iliing i ' and refuse to touch it. Thc New V?.rk J Tutus, the gr at Livpublican daily | says, 'There will be nothing ambiguous . in the defeat of Mr Blaine, lie who ] runs may clearly read che verdict in | advance: *A candidato unworthy of confidence and a party t?o cardos of its own honor to Iv longer trusted with ; the nations. One word as to the p??si- | tiou of the Times, lt will not support. , Mr. Blaine for thc Presidency, lt will i advise no man to vote for him.' ( Tile Boston Advertiser, a prominent < Republican paper, says, 'With una- , bated devotion to the giv>ut purposes for i which the Republican party was organ- ? ized and has been maintained, we de- i clare our inability to support the nomi- |, nation, either in thc present aspect of ! i the political field or any which now seems likely to present itself.' Other Republican papers speak in the same vein. The Boston Reform Ciub, an influ? ential body, calls upon the independent voters of the couutry to oppose the Republican nominees, and says that it 'regards the nomination of Blaine and Logan as an insult to the conscience of the Couutry ;' and lienry Ward Beech? er says that 'under no circumstances would he support that man from Maine.' There seems to bc no doubt among the most respectable men of his own party that Blaine's moral character has bceu smirched and that he is character? ized by a high degree of personal un? worthiness. Greenville News. Samuel S. King, Democrat, was elected Mayor of Philadelphia by a combination of Democrats and reform Republicans in 1832. He did what had never been done in Pbildelphia before-appointed colored men on the police force, making some of them officers and treating them just as he did white men. The result was that at the recent election every negro in the city, except two or three hundred, worked and voted against Mr. King's re-election and for tho Republican ticket uominated by thc ring that had been driven from power a year before. Mr. King was defeated and a Republi? can Mayor elected. Thc latter imme? diately proceeded to cater to the white vote by giving the colored brother a back seat everywhere. Now the few remaining colored men on the force are being weeded out as rapidly as cir? cumstances will permit, and Phila? delphia is resuming her policy of idoliz? ing the negro at the South ond gently but firmely mashing him at home. Good Advice to the Voters. Do not vote for a mae simply because be chances to be your friend-he may be an enemy to your country. Do not voto for a mau simply becauso he is in destitute circumstances and seeks office as a means of making a support. The State is not an eleemosynary institution. Do not vote for a mau simply because he treats you to whiskey. The less of that kind of treattneut may be the bet? ter for you. Do not vote for a man simply because he has never held an office. There are not enough offices for all of us. Do not vote for a man dimply because he is now in ofiice. Better men may be standing near, even at the door. Do not vote for a man simply to get rid of him. You cannot get rid of every man that wants an office. But vote for him because he is capable ; because he has brains to fill an office-the fairness to give every man his due under the law, and the pluck with which to back a sound and honest judgment. Give him office because he will benefit the country. Give him office because he has kept his garments unspotted, his character be? yond reproach and his hands clean. Try him in the crucible-measure him -weigh him in the balance-sound him to the core-sec that he has no season cracks about hiai ; aud when you have found such a man, work for him like a beaver; fight for him like a Turk ; electioneer for him like a can? didate; talk for him like an auctioneer; md vote for him like a democrat. Williamsburg Tattler. A Grand Army Post Against Grant's Fension. The various posts of thc Grand Army of the Republic have becu engaged for several months in preparing and send- j mg to Congress petitions in regard to j pensiou, bouuty, and back pay legis- j lation. These petitions have been re? markably uniform in tone, being main? ly devoted to urging thc passage of the pending measures designed to increase the gratuities to those who served itt the Uuiou army or navy during the civil war. But Coleman Asbury Post of Ohio has made a striking variatiou iu the general style of Graud Army memorial, lt forwarded to the House of Representatives, the other day, the following preamble and resolutions, which its members had just adopted : Whereas, Thc Seuate of the United States has passed a resolution to place Gen. U. S Granton the retired list of the army, with full tank and pay of General of thc Army ; And whereas, Thc said Gen. Grant has been highly honored by the people of tho United States, insomuch that he has been twice elected to the bouored posi? tion of Prcsidcntof the United States, for which services as President Gen. Grant received thc magnificent sum of ?300, 000 ; And whereas, Thc wealthy and gen? erously disposed citizens of the cities of New York aud Philadelphia have sub? scribed and placed in trust a further magnificent sum of ?250,000 for thc benefit of said Grant, from which he re? ceives an annual income of overol 5.000; And whereas, The said Gen Grant retired from the army of his own free will, and in perfect soundness of body ?iud health ; therefore be it Resolved, That we hereby offer our remonstrance against tho passage of said bill, aud condemn tho action of each aud every Senator who voted for it. bo bo Democrat or Republican. The motive which urged these ex soldiers of the Slate iu which Gen. Grant was boru io take this action ap? pears from a subsequentresolution that, thc passage of the bill would be an 'outrage upon the memory of those gal? lant comrades who fell in the front and whose widows arc to-day ckeiog out a miserable existence ou tho beggarly rae J ?tiin of $S per month, and whoso small pensions arc no just compensation for ?.ho loss they have sustaiued.' ?- - ? -? - lion. Samuel Dexter, one of the iblest. aud most distinguished men of ids day, a mau whom Boston always iclighted to honor, once said ; 'Give me the money drawn from the pocket? )f our countrymen Cor the support of drunken paupers, and I will pay the expenses of the State and National Government and grow rieb on the ?urplus.' It is over six hundred mil? lions that the liquor costs^at retaiUjto Last in Bed Blows the Light Out Old Uncle Plowgit and his wife were holding a sort of love-feast the other night, recounting old times. As the worthy couple slowly prepared to retire (hey went over the days gone by in a highly entertaining manner. 4i)o yon know, 'Iliah, I feeljnst as youug as I ever did V said Uncle Plow? git exuberantly. 'So do I, Enoch,' sprily responded Aunt '?iab. ^ Then a thought suddenly occurred to Uncle Plowgit, aud wheeling on his heel he cried out : .Last in bcd blows out the light!' and made a plunge for the side of the couch. His wife though taken by sur? prise, was nothing behind bim io sprightliness, and their aged head? mei about the middle of the bed with a startling thump. Aunt 'Riah doubted up on the floor, and Uncle Plowgit, rubbing top of his head, muttered, .What two durncd old fools we be. anyhow V-Pittslurg Chronicle-Tele? graph. In His Wife's Pocket. A fire broke out in a dwelling-house thc other night, and after the man and his wife had safely reached the street the latter said that there was fifty dol? lars in the pocket of her dress, which was hanging in a secoud-storj back room. 'I'll go for it,' said the husband, and he plunged into the burning build? ing. The flames raged furiously, and the man did not return. At the expiration of an hour the fire was extinguished and the back building saved. Firemen groped their way up the rear stairs through water and blinding smoke, and found the man in thc closet still fum? bling at his wife's dress, looking for the money. I/o was nearly suffocated with smoke, but had strength enough to say that he thought he would have fouud the pocket inside of two hours. It never occurred to him to seize the dress and rush ont with that. Some men get so excited and nervous in time of fire.-Norris? town Herald. '?mm mmm The Countess Queen. A notico appeared in the Neics of Thursday stating that this famous cow had yielded three pounds and two ounces of butter from one days milk? ing. An accurate account was kept of her yield of butter for ss von days com? mencing ML;y 29th and. ending June 4th During that time her yield was eighteen pounds and three ounces of butter. She is with her first calf now four months old. This test is not con? sidered a thorough one as ber calf has not been weaned and has to be turned in to the cow so as to make her give dowu her milk. On one of the seven days she yielded the three pounds and two ounces of butter as reported. She will undoubtedly rank among the famous three pound cows. She is ono of Mills & Walker's herd of Jerseys now at Millsdale Farra near Greenville. She is registered, number 14,519, and her pedigree traces liberally into the most popular Jersey strains. She is from the noted herd H. D Parker, of the Parker House, Boston, Mass, is there another cow in the State that can beat the above record?-Greenville News. _ The italian Government offers?2,000 to thc inventor of the best method of transmitting electricity to a distauco. Thc Brooklyn Bridge was one year old on Saturday. During the year over six millions of people crossed it on foot,, and thc total receipts were $391,770-. The Governor has commuted to im? prisonment for lifo the sentence of Richard Jeffcoat, who was convicted at thc Orangcburg Court of murder, and sentenced to be hanged on the 6th of June. Chicago boasts of a lady now 04 years old who used to sit in (ieorgo Washington's lap. The more we hear about George the more we get shocked. If a man wants peace to reign in thc household he simula count ten before speaking at times when be fcels as if his clothes don't fit him. And on days when the kitchen. stove doesn't draw bc should count 480^ Thc town of Chappels, in Newberry county, which was destroyed by the recent cycloue, is to bc rebuilt again. On Thursday of last week a large num? ber of lots wore sold there and many of them were bought by Edgeficld men. The salo of lots amounted to about ?S, 000, the price of a single lot ranging from ?05 to ?400. Thc Greenville Guards at a late meeting discussed a proposed trip to. Casar's Head and encampment there during the summer. The expedition was almost certainly decided on, but the arrangement of details was left for the future. If practicable, the company will arrange to be in camp at the Head at tho same time with the Sccoud Bat? talion from Charleston. A proposition is being discussed to fix a camp for the Charleston aud Greenville companies, on Paris Mountain for three or four days before going to Ciesar's Head, during which time a grand ball may be arranged io the city.-Greenville News. ]( we denude our hills and slopes of tho forests which form their natural pro? tection, in less lhau fifty years we may expect to see half of the south Atlantic states reduced to a sterile area. The raitt will wash the soil from the hill-, tops first and then from the tdopos. The naked rocks now covered with loam ami clay will be laid bare, and will re? flect thc rays of the sun and increase thc summer heat; storms will blow unobstructed over thc country, aud every change of thc wind will cause an abrupt change in the tempera? ture. Thc rainfall will bc diminished and become irregular. Periodical freshets will carry away the best par* of the soil, eveu from the valleys. These unavoidable results of thefurtne devastation of timber are pointed? by all writers of forestry, and &M