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3 WATCHMAN, EetaWi*fce<? April, 1s50. "Be Just and Fear not-Let all the Ends thon Aims't at, be thy Country's, thy God's and Truth's." the TRUE SOUTHRON, Established June, 186?: i??iM 1S81.1 SUMTER, B. 0., TUESDAY, JANUARY 6, 1885. Sew Series-Vol. IT, So. 23. ~1-" ~" <-?- I Hnnld r?n Emerson. ? Imbonii j^??rs& OTO? Tuesday^ ? TES? and So?tiltro?i Punishing Contpavy, ?MTER, S. C. - l TBUMS: - *s per annum??ri advance. i VERT?S KM SXTS. . \??fet insertion-.-..?SI {Kl .uenThSeri?OR.-?.-~?- 50 f?r three niouHis, or longer will Educed rates. ideations which s*bset*e private charged for a$^YeBis;>ments. ttrd tributes of rest?t w?H be If >tices and notices of ftatfcs pub jhrk or contracts for 4dverti?ng hiutrn 07vl Sot?l:roii% ci aoplv ut S. G. OSTE?n; %: Business ^anageri" <? ""POIS! ttHE PASTRY aao?,<?raage* ?te.? Ustw* Cnfce?, fi?c<.?i:c.,a5 delta teli and net* fru? t froiK. xeMeh. il ty are matte. ??TH ASD ?33 JStrS?IT : THEY STAND il?NB. prcpare? by 3ak;ng Pcw?r Co., 8t Lcuia. ?akeps of ?s Lapul in Y&st^Ua^., ?e** I>ry Hop Yew jB?LSg BOT OSE QCAl.pT. Sj ?CEFTS SH5-L PS?PAReO ? - gaking Powder Co., ft?'ESS SSM iHTcn^???ais, -BUT CTFCLLV CALL THE A1TES "rieuiis .*od the puMic jrenerdlr to well selected STOCK, co*sist . "NOTIONS, CLOTHXGr, ?7RNISHING GOODS, BOOTS, SHOES,; SS, &c, &c. ol?cit a call and hope ron wiH k careful inspection. I will t?> naide it to jocr iaterest to give ?? cage. ?H: GARDNER ana Ma.L .i will ln? glad to see their fricods I B. J. I5ARNJ3TT, '; ? M*in Street in the Bend.: SIS?SLE BESIEHST - _ _ _i % SJT?ATED FARM of one boa ?ind ts-n acres, :??out sixty cleared ne nti?e fron? Suinter C. H.. S. C ol gr^ve of ?ive oaks around th wi?b ^- and ?::e spring of water onrr?iod^tiag. Apply to ; ? \ A. WHJTE. Ajreot. j ?i-Or poL BOOKS. ?>ols in the County. Teachers an< j5 w'i'A <:<vwei! :o ?ret ??r?c* ? ^ bt-fore ? rei; *?ieg. "* SS, ?JiJV ?OOESj CRAYONS; ?ap?nd ;>: ??, Paper, Pens, Peacil? l?k. &c. ? s wi please send th'etr children '. A. SCHWERIN, Jock 'fori-, opposite Court Hanse; ?'S, t.ttTEOTiONERr. &c . ir - -_0? 7-3 -l.TAB'O IS?S-?? al "Watc?nakers and Jewelers -Street Uy^iu J,jiU fie?(T$, SUM*>^, s. C., zSilvencare. J&ryt Spectacles, S??'?i? rte H?ttr- J?-m-^hT_?7?? ? Gi?. m ?k: of itches, |?s nri? ? Jewelrj pt?j done a^ti?fact^E THE OLD YEAR'S BLESSING. Tbe pale leaves flee before the dread Novem ber, The darkest days are near, "I will not let thee go except thou bless me,". 0 swift departing year 1 Stern is thy face, and with harsh note of warning,. Thy voice imperious rings : Yet underneath thy 'gloomy, warlike Testure. 1 see an angel's wings I Lift tbera not yet, but of the priceless treasure Hid in thj garment's fold, 0 let my hands, a full and shiniog portion In these last moments hold. Not now the beaming cup of promised pleas ure I ask thee to bestow. The thrill and glow of bright anticipation Are of the long ago. Bat calm content nr.d peaceful retrospection And rest from anxious ffar. And cheerful waiting for life's lingering bar rest, Gire thee. O passing year ? And love that has no fear of loss in parting, Faith tinged with dawning sighi ; And still comnmnion in the heart's recesses f With those who walk in light. < All tbeseare thine, O swift departing Pres ence ! Thine to withold or give ; And only they who win their latest blessing Have truly learned to live. Bend from those frowning clouds witb part iug splendor; Let my uplifted eyes ? Behold, reflected on thy fading features, The light of Paradise. BILL ASP. 1 Christmas in the Arp Family. It is the same ot? St?ry, but it is a - good one. We have passed another mile-stone in the journey of life. Christmas has come again, and now it is gone. How short these miles are getting as we near the end ! They used to be long, very long, to me. 3ow*s that, I wonder? They say that time passes swiftly when wo are happy, and it is so, I know, for an hour or a day, but it is not so for a month or a year. The flight of years is measured by our age. Childhood is happy and bright, and to happy children the sun "does never rise a wink too soon, nor bring too long a day," but the years seem almost an j age ? an age of pleasure. Time shrinks up as we grow old. Every thing shrinks. The trees are not so tall, nor-the hills so long and steep. The rivers are not so wide, and the creeks have become branches. In deed, the great big world that used to strain our comprehension and ex cite our wonder is not much of a planet now. . On Christmas night?that is, the night before Christinas?Mrs. Arp and 1 took our patriarchal stations in the big arm chairs by the parlor man tel, and with patient and serene dig nity prepared ourselves for coming events. We ??t the young folks manage these things now, and tiny give us no trouble. There was a goodry gathering of children and grandchildren and kith and kindred, and all of them were arrayed in Sun day garments; and the little chaps' faces fairly shined they were so elea and their fond mothers looked upon ihem with a visible joy and a mater nal pride, when all of a sudden our biue-eved daughter onened wide the door and exclaimed : -'Old Santa Ciaus has come !" Merciful* good ness, what a fuss ! It looked like a cyclone had struck in these parts and was exploding here in the parlor. 1 can't hear anything for the tumultu ous confusiou of infantile voices, and the grown-up ones are no better. Old Santa Claus has just come into the room "and emptied his basket, and noi7 the little tin horns are tooting, and the harps are blowing, and the boys are popping paper caps in little iron heads fastened to a string. It is all mix*d up with "Oh, my! I sent it lovely!" "Bless his heart!" "Look at my."slippers!" "Well, I declare!" and the women folks are showing their handkerchiefs and shawls and perfumery, and so forth, and the men and boys arc taking on over their cuff buttons and handker chiefs and cravats, and otte boy has got a new gnu, and another a fiue book, and another something else, and there are fire-crrackers by the peck, and ever and anon there is a grand racket in the front yard, for they are poppi: g them in a barrel; :|and here they go and there they go, ?J all on the tramp and everybody t?lk ?i ng at once, and I think I hear a baby squalling, and a wounded boy _!bawling ; and now, of com se, Mrs. [Arp is calling, and t?te jumble is ap palling, and amidst it all i am stiil ^calm and serene, for Ohtistmas comes but once a year, and let's have fun land frolic and good cheer. [ But by and by the programme I changes and the plays begin, and big and little run round the row of chairs to see win) will be left out when tjte music stops. It makes the old house quake when tiny all lit row themselves into their seats tumultuousiy, and ever and anon 1 hear an old chair ! crack, and now and then a little chap ! gets run over and retires with a ! grean ; but it is ail right, \ reckon, j lor it is Christmas, and it is free for ! all. The}' jammed me up in a corner i with my little table, and at! ? can do j is to look on and feast my soul upon j their happiness, for it ail carries me back to the days of my gushing child hood when I never got tired of Sudi frolics, and "oved the night a that brought them ; when hide-and-seek i was a glorious joy and Little Jack j Maringall a drama of delight Uh, j would 1 were a boy again just now? j not far life, but just now ! I would J like to fed as 1 used to feel when all j was bright and gushing and exultant, j and there was no apprehension of ? trouble or grief or dark shadows to conte. Such thoughts do corne and go irt spite of us, and they mellow us i down and prepare us to let go our ! hold upon earth when our time comes. ' I thank the good Lord for so gently tempering our life that we become reconciled to the change in due time. When wc are young and buoyant it is rrsritt we should exclaim : "Tbe world is very lovely. Ob, my God ! I th?nk Thee that I live." But when we got old it is just as sweet to sing: <?I would not live'always, I ask not to stay." And now the music has begun and j I am called to help, for they are get ting up a family dance, and Mrs. Arp and I always make the music. They let us do that. We are still useful, and it would be right hard for these young folks to get along without us. Mrs. Arp's finget s are still nimble, and as gracefully touch the ivory keys as when I first worshipped at her tbrine thirty-six years ago, and went into raptures over "Kathleen Ma vourneen" and her beautiful hazel eyes?not Kathleen's eyes, but Mrs. Arp's. And she just nearly died over my soft, dove-like notes on the fiuto as I carrol ed "The Sweet Vale of Avoca" or "The Irish Emigrant's Lament." But now when the young folks wish to dance we cheerfully respond, and play a medley that has neither beginning nor ending, for it just goes on and on, and round and round, and is a fantastic fantasia that is an orig inal mixture of "Dixie*7 and "Run, Nigger, Run," and "The Bobtail Nag" and "Come Out of the Wilder ness" and "The Arkansaw Traveler" and "Highland Fling" and "Up in a Balloon, Boys," and some others of like life and key and measure. Oh, we make music, tre do,, and the chil dren always cheer us and thank us so rapturously that we try it again when they call us and get ready for the next set. And now the programme changes again, and we have music with "song Younger fingers touch the key, and the family choir gets round the piano and cheers the wee small hours with melody. The old standard songs are siili welcome songs that never wear out, such as "Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep," "Suwanee River" and "Annie Laurie," and there are some later ones that are.full of sweet har mony, such as "? Sent a Letter to My Love" and Punchinello and "When the Leaves Begin to Fall." But all pleasures must"close after a while, and so, one by one, the little chaps surrendered to their drooping eyelids and peace and quiet reign. We did not gather all our children this time, for their busiuess and engagements would not permit. But we got to gether a goodly number, and scat tered the extra beds all around upon the pardor floor ; and Mrs. Arp's tur keys, that she raised, are being daily sacrificed upon the altar of paternal love. One of ourJarmer-raised boys left us three years ago to seek his own fortune in the great city of Gotham, and he has succeeded, and is a Bohe mian nu a city paper, aud has come home brightened up with a new civil ization, and talks Yankee, and dresses Yankee, a'".* looks Yankee; but he has the same loving soul in him, and brings comfort arid unaided pleas ure to his home. It is amusing to see the wonder and admiration with A^hieh the- younger children look at him and listen to hi? changed vernac ular One of them seemed a little troubled, and Faid,_with serious con cern : "Papa, do you think New York has dotte Rictor any harm ?" "Why, no," said I ; "what makes you ask such a question ?" "Weil, I don't know," said he, "but he wears that, silk hat, aud he is bo polite, and he says he eats oatmeal at his boarding house all the time just like sick folks do." The boy was really alarmed for fear his big bud had become demoralized. And now they -will finish tip the week with dog and guns. They promise to keep the table supplied with game; but, though this is good hunting ground, it is very poor find ing, and when they do find it, it is very poor killing. There were eight of them after one &quirrel this even ing, and they scared him so bad with the noise of their guns that he finally ran down the tree and the dog caught him. But, after all, they bad a power of fun. Well, Christmas will be over when this reaches your readers. I hope they all had a good time and were happy, and now let me wish for you and for them a happy New Year. The oM year is dying, and a week more of trouble Will see him entombed in the grave of the past. Bright hopos that he brought us have burst like bubble, " And soon we'll have new ones?to go like the last ! Thea *\hy should we gaze upon visions so riveting While happiness dwells within reach of us a i U? Contentment and duty will bring its kind gre c-Mng Aud hearts that are loving be sureof call. Bill Arp. A Fairy Story. ? ~~. Once upon a time a bliud man ami a I deaf man made au agreement. The blind man was to bear for the deaf man, ! and the deaf man was to see for the ? blind man ; and so they were to go ! about on their travels together. One ! day they went to a dancing exhibition. The deaf man said 'the dancing is very j g<>od but the music is not worth listen- ? j ing to.' *I do not agree with you' the j j blind man said: think the music is verv good but the dancing is not, worth looking at.' So ?hev went awav to the jangle. On the way they found a don key belonging to a shobee, or washer woman, and a big chat.tce. or iron pot which the washerwomau used to boil clothes in. 'Brother' said the deaf man, 'here is a donkey and a chattce ; let us take them with us, they may be useful.' ?o th-y took them and went on. Presently they come to an ant's nest. ilerc,' said the deaf man, 'are a number of very Sne black ants ; let us take S'-me of them to shew our friends ' I 'Ves,' said the blind man, 'they will do j o? presents to our friends.' So the deaf j man took out a silver b^x from his < pocket, aud put several of the black I a tits into it. After a time a terrible storm came on. 'On dear! cried the deaf man, how dreadful this lightning is; let us get to pome place of shelter.' don't see that it is dreadful at all,1 said the blind man, 'but this thunder is terrible, let us get under shelter.' So they went up to a building that looked like a temple, and went io, and took the donkey and the big pot and the black ants with them. But it was not a temple, it was the bouse of a powerful Hakshaa ; and the Raksbas came home as soon as they had got inside and fastened the doer. Finding that he couldn't get iu he began to make a great noise, louder thaD the thunder, <ftod be beat upon the door with his great fhts. Now, the deaf man looked through a chink and saw him and was very much frightened for the Raksbas was dreadful to look at. But the blind man as he couldn't see, was very brave ; and he went to the door and called out: 'Who are you? and what do you mean by coming here and batteringattbe door in this way. and at this time of eight?' Tra a Raksbas,' he answered in a rage; 'and this ?9 my house, and if you don't let me in I will kill you.' Then the blind man called out iu reply ; 'Ob, you are a Rakshas are you ? Well if you are Rakshas I'm Bakshas, and Bakshas is as good as Rakshas.' 'What nonsense is this,' cried the monster ; 'there is no such creature as Bakshas.' *Go away cried the blind man ; 'if you make any further disturbance 1 pun ish yon ; for know that ? avi Bakshas, and Bakshas is Raksbas's father.' Heavens and earth !' cried the Rak shas, never heard such a thing in my life. But if you are my father let me see your face ;' for he began to get puzzled and frightened. The blind man . and the deaf man did not know what to do, but they opened the door just a little ! and poked the donkey's nose out. j 'Bless me! thought the Rakahas. 'what a terrible ugly face my father Bakshas j has gvt.' Then be called out again, Father Bakshas, you have a very big fierce face, but. people sometimes \ have very big heads and very little j bodies ; let me see yvi, body and head, j before I go away/ Then the blind man ana* the deaf man rolled the great iron pot across the floor with a thundering noise ; and the Rakshas, who watched the door very carefully, said to himself: 'He has got a great body as well, so ? had better go away.' But he was still doubtful, so he said: 'Before I go away let me hear yoa scream,' for all the tribe of the Raksbas scream dreadfully, j Then the blind man and the deaf man ; took two of the black ants out of the box, and put one into each of the dou key's ears ; and the ants bit the donkey, and the donkey began to bray and to bellow as loud as be could, and theo the Rakshas ran away. In the morning the .blind man and the deaf roan found the floor of the house was covered with heaps of gold and silver and preciouse stones ; and they made four great bundles of the treasure, and took one each and put the other two on the donkey and off they went. But the Rakshas was waiting some distance off to Ree what his father Bakshas was like by daylight, and he was very angry wh?n he saw only a deaf man and a blind man. and a big iron pot and a donkey, all loa'Jed with his gold and silver. So he ran off and fetched six of his friends to help him, and each of his friends had hair a yard long and tusks like an elephant. When the blind man and the deaf man saw them coming they went and hid the treasure in the bushes, and then they got up iato a high tree and waited?the deaf man, because he could see, getting up Srst to be furthest out of harm's way. Now the seven Rakshas were not able to reach them, and so they said, 'Let us get on each other's shoulders and pull tbem down.' So they did it from the first to the seventh, and he was just climbing up when the deaf man got frightened and caught bold of the blind man's arm, and the blind man was upset and tumbled down on the neck of the seventh Rakshas. Tbe blind man thought he had fallen into the branches of another tree, and stretching oat his bands for something to take hold of he seized the Raksbas two great ears and pinched them very hard. This fright ened the Rakshas who fell down and upset his six friends ; the blind man all the time pinching harder, and the deaf man, ail the time crying out, 'You're all right, brother, I'm coming down to help you'?though he really did'ot mean to do anything of the kind. Well, the noise and confusion frightened the Rak shas aud they all ran away ; and the deaf man oanie down from the tree and embraced the blind man, and said, could not have done better myself.' Then the deaf man divided tbe treas ures?one groat heap for himself and one little heap for tbe blind man. But the.blind man felt his heap and "then felt the other, and he became so angry he gave the deaf man a box on the ear and that made the deaf man hear. And the deaf man gave the blind man such a blow in the fa^e that it made the blind man see. Then they became good friends and divided the treasure equally and went home laughing at the stupid Rakshas.?Old Deccan 3)(??$. Another New industry. As one industry becomes exhausted and dtops back into the dark paths of oblivion another is born to take- its place. Turpentine, which for many years has boon one of our most impor tant Southern products is about pass ing back among the things of the past, and those who have manufactured and handled it as a livelihood will now nave to look for some other field. But as this great industry is fading away from the commercial world, another which promises to be even more prof itable to our Southern oc un try is dis covered. Allusion is made to the manufacture of pine oil, which prom ises soon to become one of our most important Southern products, and which can be manufactured of such material as is going to waste by the thousands all over the piney region of the Sonili. The process by which this oil is made was discovered a few years ago by Mr. J.? D. Stanley, of Wilmington, N. C, who obtained for it a patent right. The sole right for the United States has recently been purchased by the Borke!}* County Railway and Lumber Company and Mr. M. Goppel; of this city, who are selling State rights and introducing the oil upon the market. These gentlemen have established a retort or distillery on the farm of Mr. John II. Deveraux, in the out skirts of the city, and are manufac turing the oil very successfully. The process of extracting the oil from the wood is very simple and cheap. The retort is a tank made of boiler iron ouc-fourth of aa^jjich thick, and its dimensions are 4 1-2 by 9 feet This is mounted on a furnace built of brick, and to it is connected a coil of copper pipe, the same as the ordinary still worm, which is inclosed in a condens ing tank. The retort holds one cord of wood, and at one end of it there is a door. The wood is placed in the retort and the door closed and sealed np air tight. A fire is then started in the furnace and kept burning at a normal heat for twenty-four . hours, when the work of running off the charge is finished. It requires only a common laborer to perform trfis work, and one man can manage two retorts with ease. Any kind of good yellow or pitch I pine?butts of timber, stumps from the fields, knots, etc.?will answer. The average yield of one cord o? wood is as follows : 80 gallons pine oil, 50 bushels best charcoal, 150 gal lons pyroligenons acid, and a large amount of inflammable gas. The charcoal produced is of excel lent quality and is serviceable as an article of fuel. The oil is valuable for divers purposes. Asa preserver I of wood it is unsurpassed ; it i*3 a I good paint oil, or may be used as a j lubricator for rough machinery, such as saw-mills, etc., and is valuable for many domestic purposes. It is also an excellent varnish for the masts aud spars of vessels. The owners of the , patent have a movement on foot for the formation of a company in this city for the manu facture of this oil on quite a large scale, which will offer a good invest ment for idle capital, and, iU's hoped, will open up a flourishing and pros perone industry in our midst.? Charleston Sunday Dispatch. Mileage of Messengers. The law requires that two certified copies of the electoral vote of each State shall be forwarded to the Presi dent of the Senate, one by mail au<I the oilier by a messenger, who must come to Washington and deliver it in person before ti e first Wednesday of the succeeding January. The law al lows no compensation to these mes sengers for their time, but pays each of them 25 cents per mile f..-r the dis tance, according to the usual inai! route, from the capital of the State, I the meeting place of the electors, to ! Washington. The mileage was fixed J many years ago, in the days of the j si age-coach, and has never been changed. Messengers coming from remote States receive a very comfort able amount. The luckiest man is the Oregon messenger, who receives $776 50. The Maryland man has to be contented, with $10 50. The distance figures are interesting, j conveying as the}' do a pretty clear i idea of the extent of this country of ; ours. From the capital of Florida to the capital of Oregon, by the way of j Washington, which is but a little out ! of the line, is more than 4,000 miles, 1 nearly a sixth of the circumference of the globe. The figures are arranged with reference to the distance from Washington : State. Capital. Mile?.' Mileage. Maryland.Annapolis. 42 $ 10 50 ? Virginia.Richmond. 116 29. CO Pennsylvania Harrist>urg. 123 20 75 Delaware.Dover... 157 39 25 New Jersev. .Trenton. 17L 42 75 N. Caro.!:rirt...Uaieii?h . 300 75 00 Connecticut ..Hartford . 340 85 00 W. Vir? i nia. .Wheel ing. 353 88 25 New York ....Albany .. 370 92 50 R. Tslaud.Newport. 435 108 75 Massachua'ts..Boston. 445 111 25 Ohio.Columbus. 437 121 75 N\ Hamp.Concord . 491 122 75 S. Carolina ...Columbia. 493 123 25 Vermont .Montpclier. 555 138 75 Kentucky.Frankfort . 606 151 50 Maine.Augusta. 616 154 00 Indiana.Indianapolis. 644 161 00 Georgia..Atlanta. 654 163 50 Michigan.Lansing. 668 167 00 Tennessee.Nashville. 776 194 00 Alabama.Monteoraer}-. ... 829 207 25 Illinois.Springfield. 836 209 00 Wisconsin.Madison . 910 227 50 Florida.Tallahassee. 939 234 75 Mississippi ....Jackson. ..1,016 254 00 Missouri.Jefferson City...1,019 254 75 Arkansas.Little Rork...... 1,070 267 50 Iowa .Des Moines.1.120 280 00 Lotiisi.-iim.P.nton Rouge_1.205 3?l 25 j Kansas.Topeka.1.206 301 50 Minnesota ....St. Paul.L222 305 50 Nebraska.Lincoln. 1.285 321 25 Texas.Austin.1.575 303 75 Colorado.?Denver.1,.766 441 50 Nevada.Carson City.2.S99 724 25 California ....Sacramento.3.023 757 75 Oregon...Salem.3,l0t3 776 50 Total. SS,46S 50 The aggregate number of miles trav eled by the messengers is 33,874, and the total mileage paid, $8.468 50. Binine and Logan carried the most remote States, and the cost of bring ing their 183 electoral votes is $5,? 200 75, an average of $28 91 each, while the 218 votes for Cleveland and [fendn'eks cost but $3,168 75, or $14 53 each, a small fraction more than hali. Mistakes of Farmers. 1 To think that any one can farm ; that a man who has started as a can vasser for a patent toothpick or had beet) unsuccessful as a carpenter, can jump into a business requiring high intelligence and persevering efforts, and, being utterly unfamiliar with de tails, be able to make money. 2. The idea that a large farm, hall stocked atid poorly cultivated, pays better than a few acres well and" care fully tilled. 3. What is it but the worst kind ol a mistake to pay hundreds of dollars for good farm machinery, and allow it for want of proper shelter to rot and become useless a year or so soonct tin it should ? 4. It is a mistake to let year aftei year to pass by with no attempt to im prove the quality of the farm stock, ?looded cattle pay. They make beel quicker; the cows give more aud richer milk. Better blood in horses pays. A Norman or part Norman colt is a valuable piece of property. 5. To let foolish pride or narrow minded pr?judice prevent the adop tion of new methods when they have been proved by practical men. 9. To get up after the enn, lean or the fork handle, speculate for an houi or two upon what the weather ii going to be, let the weeds get a good start and then wonder why farming don't pay. 7. To leave a lot of unch?ppcd, wel or half-split wood at the pile, a lot of old harness hanging in the kitchen, and muddy tracks in the dining-room, and expect to see the women folk good-natured. 8 To have a lot of half-fed, emaci ated, lonesome-looking fowss roosting dejectedly in some old cottonwood tree, when a few good, healthy Plym outh Rock or Brahma chickens, prop erly housed, would make the poultry yard an honor instead of a disgrace. ?The Practical Farmer. She Bode the Pony. Deacon Bodkin's daughters, Saman tha and Martha, have for a long time watched with longing eyes the young ladies who frequently pass and re-pass seated in the beautiful and fashionable dog carts. 'They are just too lovely for any thing,' said Samantha. 'We must tease pa to buy us a pony aud cart.' Indeed we must/ assented Martha. 'What on airth do you gala want of one er them stuck up sorter things V inquired the deacon. 'The pesky thiug will run away with ye likely's not.' Oh ! no, pa, we can drive him. Now, please do say yes,' cried both maidens in unison, till importunity won. 'Wall, wall,' said the deacon, 'ef you two gals will jest stop talking long enough for me to get a nap, I'll think about it.' A few days thereafter a beautiful little white pony made its appearance in the stable. 'Now,, gals,' said the deacon, 'I've got. the boss, but you'll have to watt a d?y or two for the cart. Don't, go to bein*' oneasy now. He'll keep, I'll warrant ye.' The deacon had scarcely left the house before rie two young women led the pony out iu the back yard and were admiring his beauty. do really believe I could ride him,' said Samantha. mean to try it, any way.' 'You havift any saddle, nor habit, either. Suppose somebody should see you.' warned Martha. 'Who is there to see but you?' as!;ed Samantha, as she led the pony up to the doorstep and grasping his mane, mounted 'man fashion.' The pony sprang forward and dashed around the yard as in a ring, at the top of his speed. Samautba screamed and clasped her arms about the neck of the animal and used all her powers of per suasion to induce him to cease his per formance. But all to no purpose. Round and round he went, till suddenly be turned with a whirl and plunged ' towards the gate. Shrieks of horror burst from the two girls as the gate yielded and the poDy, with Samantha clinging to Iiis buck, rushed out and tore down the street at the top of his speed. Shriek after shriek rent the air, and the deacon, who was quietly wend ing his way to bis office, glancing about, saw the flying steed and its rider. 'Mercv's sake,' said he, I'd orter told the girls I bought that air pony from the circus man.' When Samantha and the pony burst info the circus tent and made a circuit of the ring, the effect was certainly thrilling, and fully worth the price of admission. A Clock in a Bustle. An amusing story reaches us from Parisr On Friday last a lady, having paid her hotel bill, sent away her boxes on a cab and sailed forth on foot. No sooDer had she departed than the laud lord discovered that the clock had disap peared from the mautlepicce of the room which his late lodger had been occupy ing, though he remembered to have s?en it there subsequent to her trunks being dispatched. Couvincod that she must be the thief he rushed out in hot pursuit, and, overtaking her, he charged her with the robbery and gave her iuto custody, the lady meanwhile protesting loudly against the iudignity offered her, and vowing vengeance aga io. s t the tra ducer. She was, however, taken before the Judge d'Instruction, to whom she re sumed her torrent of indignant denial with the extraordinary volubility pecu liar to the daughters of Gaul. Her indignation was at its height when lo ! 12 o'clock rang forth in clear tones from the region of Madame's dress improver. The expression of consternation depicted upon the fair pilferer's countenance, to gether with the appositeness of the quaint phenomenon, were too much for the gravity of the officials, who burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. Five minutes later a female warder re turned the telltale timepiece toits owner. Will Mr. Oscar Wilde still insist upon 'the utter uselessucss of that hideous monstrosity?the bustle?' A Murder in Abbeville. December 24tb, about half-past 1 p. m., John C Ferguson shot and killed Arthur Benidicte in the store of Charles Auerback, Abbeville, S. C. The ball entered the body just below the heart and death ensued in fifteen minutes. Fur^usou is in jail, having been cap tured as soon as the shooting took place by Policeman William lliley. Fergu son was under the influence of whiskey when the shooting took place. Both parties are white and have borne good characters, and both were quiet men. No cause for the shooting can be found out. except, that about a week ago Ben idicte bought a load of wood from Fer guson about which they disagreed. It seems that Ferguson went into the store and demanded pay for his wood and Benidicte denied that he owed for it, whereupon Ferguson shot him down. Benidicte was Auerback's clerk.? Special to Cohnnbia Register. Miss Sarah A. Hill, claiming to bo the wife of Senator Sharon, of Califor nia, lias gained her suit for a divorce. She is declared to be his legal wife. A dispatch says that tjje decision of the court makes a * division of common property. The latter is estimated to be worth ?10,000,000. The verdict is a great surprise to the public, it having been generally supposed from the con tradictory cSaracter of the testimony that the plaintiff would be. non-suited It is believed that Mr. Sharon will ap wnat uur manors cay. Kr. Winthrop and the Monument. Wilmington St?r. The country at large will be pleased at the announcement that Hon. Robert .C. Winthrop, although seventy-sis years old, is very much improved, and will probably recover from his recent severe attack of pneumonia. There is not a better specimen of a cultivated gentlemen, and a pure and incorruptible statesman to be found in the annals of New England. In 1847-'49 he was Speaker of the House?the last Whig Speaker that ever presided. In 1850 he succeeded Mr. Webster as United States Senator. There' is not a more accomplished rhetorician among the public men of the country than this admirable ?New Englander. No one can fail to admire his elevated charac ter, his exalted abilities, his pure and imposing eloquence, his dignity, his urbanity, his high sense of justice, ol honor and of right, and his broad and generous statesmanship. It is jus! thirty-seven years ago since he deliver ed the oration at the laying of the cor ner-stone of the Washington monument. It was a chaste, appropriate and elo quent effort: It would be a happy cir cumstance if he could be able to deliver a second oration at its completion. II his recovery becomes assured the com mittee ought, to defer the celebration for a few weeks that the noble Winthrop should be the speaker. It is said that he had completed his oration before he fell into a great sickness that a few days ago was feared to be mortal. Let him make the second oration and it will be without a parallel in history as to the wide io ter val between laying the stone and the completion of the apex ; and save in the case of Daniel. Webster, whe made the two orations at Bunker Hill, both at the laying of the corner .stone and at the c?l?br?t ion held upon the completion of the monument, there is no other instance of two orations bein" CT made by the same man upon aD occasion like that. Profitable Cotton Haisang. The Atlanta Constitution records the results of a competitive trial in profita ble cotton raising in Georgia, in whicb seventy-five planters participated. A fertilizer company in the State offered ?800 in geld for the best yield of cotton made on ground enriched with theit fertilizer, and four Jersey bulls for the best yield produced by clubs. The high est yield was 1,345 pounds of lint cot ton to the acre or three and one-hall bales of 450 pounds each* The lowesl yield was 430 pounds, or a hale to tht acre. The average of the scventy-fivi farmers was 774 poauds, or nearly twe bales to the acre. To secure this, the} used an average of 888 pounds of the fertilizer, which cost ?15 54. Th< cotton brought ?69 66, leaving a nel profit of $44 12 to the acre, the cottor seed-nearly paying for tbe cultivation. South Carolina in the Past. The following list shows the numbei and namc3 of the distinguished mer who have represented South Carolioa it the highest offices of the United State; Government since the adoption of thi Constitution : Vice-President?JohnC. Calhoun. Secretary of State?Hugh S. Legan and John C. Calhoun. Secretary of War?John C. Calhout and Joel R. Poinsett. Secretary of tbe Navy?Paul Hamil ton. Attorney-General?Hugh S. Legare Speaker of the House of Representa tives?Langdon Cheves,Armistead Bur and James L. Orr. President of the Senate ? Ralpl Izard, Jacob Read and John Gaillard Chief Justice?John Rutledge. Beeoher and his People. The Rev. Henry Ward Beecher after he had concluded bis sermon it Plymouth Church to-day (Decembei 28) touched upon the disaffection whic! existed among some cf his congregatio: caused by bis action in the late'cam paigu. l?e alluded to his forty years pastorate, and said he never mixed poi irics wirb his theology in the pulpit He said he did not know how far rln trouble bad spread, but only learned i from the newspapers. If there wen any pew-holders offended he did do know them. If there was a majority it the Church, or a stroug minority, wh< no longer wanted him he would go. An Ancient Lodge. Fredericksburg Lodge, No. 4. of tba city, in which the name of Georgi Washington was entered March 17 1753, passed August 4, 17.53, an< raised September 1, 1753, has deter mined to attend the dedication of ta national monument at Washington February 21, 18S5. in a body. Thi lodge attended the laying of the corner stone in 184S, and was accorded a plac of honor in the linei. Literature in Arkansaw. An Arkansas literary society rc ccuily discussed the question: "liesolccd, That a circus is snperio to a district school as a civilizin? agent." The circus packed the conven tibi from the start. Only one orator get u to speak for the district school. 11 was the teacher, and the President fine; him twice and then made him sit down The fines were for calling Pompey eye, Pom payee, and saying there wer more schools in Boston than in Littl Rock, and he was made to sit down fo uttering atheistic sentiments when h deuied that *'Root hog or die" was t he found ?n the Bible. To crown hi disgrace, the President, in summin; up, referred to his remarks as indieat ing to what low state of knowledg and morals the habit of attending dis trict schools would bring a man. H then decided the question in favor o the circus, collected the fines from th unhappy pedagogue, and the socict; went out and spent the money for bread ?Brooklyn Eagle. If a little powdered sugar is mixci with pepper and salt and is scatter? over pork steak while is is cooking, i will give an agreeable flavor and wil lessen the purely greasy taste so objec tionablo to most people. There are a iew passages of Emer son of v?liich it can be said Jhat they stand even pleasantly in the memories of his English readers. In truth, Emer son is not, in ?ny judgment, a legit? mate poet. His poetry is interesting. It make one think, but it 13 not the poetry of a great poet I say this with regret, for I admire Emerson, but I say ; it "as a matter of justice not only to truth bat to his own great soul and , mind. . Milton says that poetry should bo simple, serious, arid impassioned. Emerson's poetry seldom contains any ' one of these qualities. Kis poetry 1 lacks feeling, clearness and energy. There are some passages, to be sure, which in beauty and grace are worthy , of Gray, but Gray held his place as a ' poet by the power and skill with which his evolutions were conducted. Emer son's "Mayday" has nojevolution at all. In general his poetry has no evor bitiens. In his ' Titmouse" the reader, is never able to obtain a clear idea of r what his titmouse did. The author is not concrete enough?not poet enough! to teil us. His readers are left to guess for themselves. I do not place Emer son among tho great poets or the great men of letters. Who arc tire great men cf letters? Such men as Cicero; . Piato, Bacon, Swift and Voltaire. They were writers o? grace and style. Einer . son's styfc was not only uncertain but , cf ten very weak. Some of his English' critics had ventured to call him too' green. Emerson has written passages" of noble and pathetic eloquence and i shrewd and pointed wit, besides some ; of the most exqniisite epigrams. He! t has cot the style of a great writer;" [ however. I do sot even consider Car , lyle a ?reat writer. Emerson promised Carlyie" immortality for his histories. h.-?y will not have it. Emerson lias been called the founder > of a philosophy; Speaking carefully^ Aristotle, Plato arid Kant cannot be' called great writers. Yet they build up" philosj^hies. Emerson cannot be callea a groat philosophical writer because he ; could not build. His philosophical" works have no progressi no evolution. ! He knew his own defects very well;* . and he formulated the defect*of his* own style of production when ce spok?f of his tendency to the lapidary styled Some who say that Emerson's poetry id too abstract and his philosophy too vagite declare that his best work was ; his -English Traits." I am free? ttf : admit that the "English Traits" have" most excellent qualities, but they are not great It is but simple justice to' Emerson to measure him by the high* I est standard. The faults of his '*En* <rlish Trails" are faults of observation: Emerson's observations were of sys^ te m a tic benevolence. They will not ; stand the stem test of actual condi-' - tions. We should keep our literary . consciences true, and judge every kind f of literary work by the conditions' proper to it Judged in that way "En* ' giish Traits" is certainly not a work of ' perfection. We realize then that Emerson's re* i lation to mankind is not that of a greai ?? poet, a great writer, or a great philo*' ? sophy-maker, but it is of superior im* > pqrtao.ee, nevertheless. His relatiorf I is more like that of the "Emperor Max? cus Aurelias. He i-> the friend and 1 aider of those who would live in the*" spirit All of the points iu thinking is necessary for a purpose he takes, but. he does not combine them into a sys* tern of philosophy. Emerson possessed r the talent necessary to give aid to thostf who desired to think and to see the' t good and the pure in life. Character . and earnestness wore necessary quaiiii* callous for such a task*, an:l those he ' possessed in a large>dcgrce. Tae good; is close to us, and the ske^tic?sm of cur age and of many of our eminent men ? should be resisted. Pretension is use? less. It never wrote an "Iliad," it j never gave birth to nor developed a' Christianity, and it never abolished slavery. Exclusion is deadly. The exelasionist in reiigion does not setf - that he shuts the'door to himself in* . trying to shut out others. Compensa* - tion finally is the gre.it law of life. It t is everywhere, it is sure, and there is' no escape from it More practical j positiveness is 'what we want Eater son's optimism and his defiance of ' favorable relations have in them that which is dangerous. Emerson's points are true and fruitful if they are under-^ stood in the right sense, Erom their own high points of view they are cerv taialy true. The secret of his effect is' r in his temper?his hopeful and serene j temper. Xover had auy. man such s ? sense o? the inexhaustibieness of nature' and of hope as did Emerson.- Ills abid- . \ ing word for ail Iiis readers is that the qunliiies which benefit them is cheer fulness, courage and the endeavor to* . realize their aspirations. One can ; hardly overrate the importance and t the value of holding on to hope and cheerfulness. This teaching alone gives'* " to Emerson's work an estimable virtue* 1 The scope and upshot of EniersonV ? teaching is truth. *The guiding genius; 5 is his moral sense. It has been said that Emerson in his writings is too' sanguine; that the present generation is not going to turn oat r.s well as ho t hoped. It is very likely that he was" too sanguine as to the near future. ? Possibly the next few generations may prove to bo unworthy of his high hopes. 3 But time will demonstrate the truth-' - fulness of his gentle theories. By the. conviu?on that iu the life and hope of the spirit is happiness; E:ncrsoa was truly great. Franklin and Emerson' are "th? most distinctly and honorably American of any of the writers that this' country has produced. They are tho most original and valuable.?itfej? Var? Thnrjt. Cremai ion vs. Storiai; Cremation would be death te tao un* dertafcers. "CrcmareY" said one in New York, "and half of my proiits are'* J gene. Cremate, and whore is my per I centsge on a casket costing all the way I troia *$25 up to $1,500? Where is my* { prolit on Wors costing all the way ! from $10 up to $l.C0?? The floral dis ! ptav at Alexander X. Stewart's funeral' cost $10,000. His co?Sn co>t $1,500*. Cremato, and what becomes of the sir factories in this city, each employing from. '2? to 150 men at co?inmaking, and making shrouds, and other things pertaining to the grave? Cromate,and what becomes of a score of marblecut ters, whoso sole business is to sculpture" monuments for the cemeteries around Xew York." A firm of wholesale dealers in fish iu' Ballalo report the discovery of wonder- ? ful winter fishing grounds in Birch Lake, Michigan. Tiie fi*h caught are pickerel. When first found the lake ? had been but little fished, hut when* ? holes were eat through tho ice and* baited hooi?s wore dropped in ths fian, bit so ravenously that one person, iv f? alleged, landed thirty-five iarge pick-' erel in twelve minutes. The discover ers immediately started out to secure'' j men, fishing apparatus, and teamv I and set to work in a business way.* j Thousands of fish were taken ?'rom the* j water during the first full day's fishing. | -Kqw the fishing firm has more than 000* men employed** in ihe^work, andjgwcfc? .