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S ZOK SUMTER WATCH MAN, Established April, 1850. Consolidated Aug. 25 1881.1 "Be Just and Fear not-Let all the Ends thou Aims't at, be thy Country's, thy God's and Truth's." THE TRUE .SO?JTHRO?f, Established Jane, 1866; SUMTER, S. C., TUESDAY, JUNE 30, 1885. Kew Series-Yoi. IT. 2To. 48. in 1 Publicad avery Tsesiay, -BY THS Tfa?cAma? an<? Southron Publishing ....... :.. ? Company, SUMTER, S. C. TERMS : Two Dollars per annum-in advance. 1DTX&TI3EHBKT8. One Square, nrstinsertion..................$I 00 ^^?very subsequent insertion. 50 Contracts for three months, or longer will be made at red a ced rates. Ali communications which subserve private interests will fae charged for as advertisements. Obituaries and tributes of respect will be thfeged4fecw - .,?-?-... >. Marriage: notices-and notices of deaths pub? lished frea.. "For job-work or contracts for advertising address Watchman and Southron, or apply at ti? Office? to N. G. OSTEEN, Business Manager. 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C.? 5 09 S WALTHAM* ty o td o ta CT* o cr $> o -i o ts o Clocks, Silverware, Jewelry, Spectacles, Cutlery, Fishing Tackle, Violin Strings, Machine Needles, Oils, disc. Repairing of Watches, Clocks and Jewelry promptly done and satisfaction guaranteed. ! The publication of this Story was hagan Hay 26. Back Kombera can he famished. A FAMILY AFFAIR BY HUGH CONWAY, Author of "Called Beak? and "Dark Days? CHAPTER XTL A HORSE! AHOBSE! It mast not be supposed that BO mention of any friends or acquaintances cf Kiss Clan son's implies that she led an isolated life at i Hazlewood House. She had, indeed, plenty r of both. It could hardly bo otherwise, as the Talberts were-very great on the subject of ? tii? interchanga of social civilities, and kept ? a visiting book as carefully as any lady could ; have done. One of Miss Clausens friends came several timas across Frank Carruthers' path about this period This friend, or acquaintance, was a fine, hulking young fellow of about twenty, the heir to, and hope of, one of tho families of position. A great, good-natured, broad shouldered boy, who would doubtless in a year or two develcpe into something that a mother might be proud of, and a young lady feel happy to have for a suitor. Ho was an Oxford undergraduate, and for a while had been one of Frank's pupils. So when he came up to Hazlewood House one morning, of course to see tho Talberts, he was much sur? prised at fmding the celebrated Oxfordcoach sitting at his ease just like an ordinary unlearned Philistine. He hung about the place until Beatrice appeared, and, after a while, Frank heard him ask her when he might call and go riding with her. Although Mr. Carruthers, when mquiring into Miss Clayson's likes and dislikes, had as- . certained that she was fond of riding, he had not as yet seen her on horseback. Perhaps ' the sharpest shaft in Love's quiver was kept to be shot the last The Talberts were not great at horseflesh. In the first place, they loathed a horsey man, and although, as part of a gentleman's educa? tion, they had learned to ride well, they pre? ferred in their maturer years the carriage seat to the saddle. They had a pair of well matched carriage horse?, and recently a horse had been bought for Beatrice. After it was purchased she did not, however, make much use of it. She could not ride out un? attended, and when a groom went with her it necessitated his using one of the carriage horses. So she only rode when her uncles were not going to use the" carriage, or when some chance escort like young Burton offered himself At present her horse was in the hands of the veterinary surgeon, so there was no chance of ' young Pnrtcn's being gratified. Nevertheless, the account of the animal's progress toward recovery was good, and Miss Clanson hoped it would be returned to her very soon. After this interview Mr. Paxton used to ride np to Hazlewood House every morning, to learn if Miss Clausen's horse had come back. He was very anxious to hire or borrow another one for her use, but bis offer was firmly de dined. Perhaps, after all, Beatrice only cared for riding' in a comparative way. " Frank Carruthers, when he met the young fellow, dressed in the most natty and approved equestrian costume, used to laugh and jest with him, and ask for the latest bulletin; anent the convalescing steed. He knew thal young Burton had onco or twice ridden into Blacktown to see what progress the invalid was making. For his own amusement Frank would ad? dress humorous questions, clothed, for the benefit or distress cf his late pupil, in elegant Latin and Greek, until young Forton fled incontinently, or boldly asserted that he ought not to be tormented before his tune. But one morning, tx> his inexpressible de? light^ he-found the horse reinstalled in the Hazlewood stables ; and, moreover, Miss Clau? son Willing to doa her riding gear and allow her caTalier to take her for a twenty-mile ride? I M Frank had'tho pleasure of seeing the twx ride away in company, young Purtcn feel: nc and showing how immensely superior-?roeme^ a good horsem^in?rojl^^^^ecarB 0f fi ^?T-?a?T^?s to the best Oxford coach whe could let Greek and Latin "run out of hi mouth like, water, by Jove I" Miss Clauson's appearance on horseback need not be described; but Mr. Carruthers, after watching her supple, graceful, but alas! vanishing figure, buried his hands ir his pockets and walked about the garden in e seemingly reflective mood. Then for a while he went back to his favorite holiday occupa ti on of lying on the lawn and doing nothing. Horace and Herber!; by this time had fin? ished their housekeeping, or china dusting, or whatever kept them indoors. They joined bim, and laughed at his laziness. He tilted back his hat and looked np at them sleepily. "I say, Horace, where can I buy a horse r "Ahorsef* "Yes. I had quite forgotten it, but my doctor insisted that as soon as I got better 1 should take horse exercise." "? didtftknow you could ride." "Yes, I can. Something, of course, very quiet. Oh, yes, I can ride until I fall off. Tho worst is that whenever I fall from any? thing, whether a horse or a ladder, I come on my head as certainly as a shuttlecock does." "Take one of the carriage horses," said Herbert. ""We can use the dogcart," added Horace. "Not a bit of it. You wouldn't look well in a dogcart. It's not a dignified conveyance enough. Kb. I will buy me a horse, and sell him when I leave you. I will not trust myself to a hireling. The hireling'-what is it the hireling does?" "Forsakes the flock," said Herbert "The sheep," said Horace, correctingly. "Yes, to be sure. I am neither a sheep nor a flock, but fear the hireling would treat me badly. So tell me where to go for a horse." "It seems great extravagance, Frank." "Extravagance! What is extravagance i Spending more than one can afford I am rolling in money. I am disgustingly rich. 1 fear not to meet either my bootmaker or my banker. Besides, in justice to my doctor, 3 must have his prescriptions made up, no mat ter what they cost." They saw he was in earnest, so called theil coachman to assist in the search for a steed. The coachman, in his striped linen waistcoat, joined tho group and waited his masters' commands. "William," said Horace, "Mr. Carruthers is thinking of buying a horse. Do you know of anything for ?de round about here?" "Do I know of a boss, sir," said William, reflectively. "Something quiet," put in Herbert, whe was solicitous for Frank's safety. "A boss-something quiet-" repeated Wil? liam. "To drive or ride, sirf ' he added, turn? ing to Frank. "To ride." "A hoss-quiet-to ride. There's Mr. Bul? ger's cob, sir. Eis man said he were for sale/ Frank did not like the sound of Mr. Bul? ger's cob. Herbert and Horace thought il was just the thing. "Well up to your weight, sir, after Mr. Bulger," said William. "Such a shoulder, such quarters, such a barrel he've got, he have!" "Who-Mr. Bulger*" "No, sir-the cob." "Ah, yes-the cob. But there aro barrels and b?rrela I want one with an on unary capacity-I shouldn't care for the great tun of Heidelberg." "Certainly not, sir," said William, touch ing his forelock. "Cobs' backs are so broad," continued Frank, musingly, "it seems contemptible tc bestride them. The temptation to chalk one'* feet and ride standing would be irresistible Would you find it so, Horace?" "Well-no. I don't think I should, an swered Horace, with that polite gravity wbicl always amused his cousin. "Mr. Bulger wont do, William," said Frank. "Try elsewhere/* William scratched his nose, and for a min? ute was in earnest thought. "There's Captain Taylor's mare," he said, with a timid glance at his masters. "She as ran off with the stanhope and smashed it But they say she goes quiet enough with a saddle on her back-leastwise if a man knows how_fco ride.,_ "We won't deprive Captain Taylor of his treasure," said Prank. "Think again." "Will you go to Barker's repository, sir?" asked William, who had como to an end of bis equine researches. "Where is it?" "In Blacktown," said Herbert. "We will go with you." "Ko, thank you. I will make my own un? biassed choice. Ko one shall be blamed if I come to grief-except my doctor. Is Barker an honest man?" "He is supposed to be so," said Horace. "He's as honest as hoss-dealers is made," said William. "Then Til trust my neck in Barker's hands. PU walk into Blacktown at once." Ho went indoors and puthirnsel? into town going trim. The brothers saw him depart with some misgivings, but as he once more declined tho offer of their assistance, polite? ness would not let them press it. At tho lodge gate he found William wait? ing for him. "If I may make so bold, slr, you say to Jnr. Barker that I sent yon to him -William Giles, sir, Mr. Talbert's man. Barker ain't so bad as some, sir; and when he knows I shall have something to do with the boss, may be he won't try and best you." "Thank yon, William, for your disinter? ested kindness," said Frank, gravely. "Don't mention it, sir," said William, with politeness perhaps caught from his masters. * 'William Giles, Mr. Talbert's man-yon'U remember, sir?" "Certainly, William, Is there anything else I ought to say to Mr. Barker?" .'Ko, sir, not as I know of." "Shall I tell him yon deserve five or ten per cent, on the transaction?" William's face was a study. He looked at Frank in a startled way, then glanced guiltily round to see that his masters were out of ear? shot Then he looked at Frank again, and, catching the humorous twinkle innis eye, chuckled convulsively. "Oh, Mr. Carruthers, you know the inside of the ropes, you da If you ride as well os you reckon np you might 'a bought Captain Taylor's mare. Don't think Barker will take you in much, sir." "Perhaps net; but I'd better make sure. Fetch me a nice clean straw, William." Wil? liam obeyed without comment. His respect for Mr. Carruthers had greatly increased. Frank took the straw, and breaking off a piece with the empty ear attached, stuck it between his teeth. "Is that the right length, William?" ho asked. "Bit too long, sir; but you'll have chewed him down proper by the time yon get to Barker's.3' "AU right" Frank passed ont through the gate and ?eft William opining that he ''was the rummest gent as ever came to the house; one never knew if he was in earnest or chaff ing-like." Frank soon got rid of the straw which he had mounted for William's mystification, and reached the repository without any signs of horsiness about lum. He bad on inter? view with the tight legged proprietor, and for the next hour stood watching horses white, horses black, horses piebald, horses brown, bay and chestnut, trotted up and down the long tan-covered way. He heard Mr. Barker eulogise each particular animal. He heard Mr. Barker eulogize each partic? ular animal. He listened because ho iked to study char? acter-human, not equine-and was fascin? ated by a desire to know what Barker would find to say when each fresh screw appeared on the scene. But his silence as to his own opinion concerning tho merits or demerits of each animal, and the calm contemplative way in which, smoking his cigarette the while, he watched the horses pass and repass drove Mr. Barker almost to distraction. That worthy didnt know whether he had to deal with a fiat or with a wiser man than himself. All business men are aware that this places one at a terrible disadvantage in a negotia? tion. It is annoying to find you have treated a clever man like a fool; but doubly so to find you have treated a fool like a clever mau. That is one of the risks of business. Mr. Barker was the more uncertain because he tried Frank both ways. On each of the first fifteen horses he showed him he placed a ridiculously high price-then resolving that ' his customer was a knowing one, he veered round and asked a very low figure for th? next score of animals paraded. Yet Frank T"?dfl no sign, and Barker was quite puzzled. He even grew suspicious and glanced at Frank's legs, thinking it jusb possible that their owner was a horse-dealer from anothei town, who had come dressed like a swell, tc try and take in the redoubtable Barker him? self. But Mr. Carruthers' lower limbs were as straight and well-formed os if he had never in his life-time crossed a horse. So Barker was beaten, and breathed his equivalent to a sigh as the last. of his five-and-fchirty screws was led back without having drawn a word of condemnation or commendation from his visitor. "Well, you're a hard one to please, sir,': he said grimly. "I wanted'lo see some horses," said Frank listlessly-flipping tho ash from his cigar? ette. "Ob!" said Barker, -with a deep-drawn breath. "You-wanted to-see-some bosses, did you?" lt was only in mcmeDts of great excitement that Mr. Barker forgot himself enough to call his wares "bosses." He was a well-to-do man with daughters who played the piano. He knew- that the proper pronun? ciation of the word raised him above the level of grooms and stable boys. Ho had acquired it with great difficulty, so its retention was precious. "Yes, I did," said Frank, pleasantly; "but never mind Sorry to have given you so much trouble. May I give your boy half a crown?" "Kow," said Barker, cocking his head on one side and speaking in a confidential whis? per, "without saying a word about tho horses I have shown you, tell me what* your idea of a horse-his value, I mean." "i'm not particular." "Oh, you're not particular. Jim, bring Ont the chestnut." "Ko," said Frank, "never niind. I don't want to see him. I want you to choose a horse for me." Ko doubt horse dealers areas honest os other dealers, but Mr. Barker's astonishment was indescribable. It might have been that of a convicted forger given a blank check and asked to take care of it, or that of a wolf to Vhom a sheep brought its lamb and begged t3:at it might be locked after for a while, or th?:t of a cat asked to stand sen? tinel over the cream. Yet he was equal to tho occasion. "Want me to choose a horse? Can't do better, sir. Whenever the duke ortho marquis wants n horse in a hurry they write to me to sand them one. Spose if I can suit the duke I can suit you." "I don't know. I'm fidgetv. You can try." Still Barker could not feel certain whether he was dealing with a sharp man or a fool. "There's the chestnut I spoke of. He's the very thing for you." "How inuchf ' said Frank laconically. "One hundred and twenty guineas," said Mr. Barker with that emphasis on the last word which says that the vendor is proof against the same number of pounds. "Look here," said Frank, sharply, "you find me a horse for six -weeks. I don't care ii it's black, brown, or blue. Earoo the lowest price you mean to take, and if the price suite ; mo and I buy it and don't find any particular j vices I'll give you twenty per cent, more, and the horse to resell for mo at the end of that time. Kow then, is it the chestnut?* Barker mada a long pause; then, with an assumption of candor, said: "No, sir, after that it isn't the chestnut. You come hero; ? TU show you what it is." Mr. Carruthers never told any one the ! exact price his horse cost him, so wo will not force ourselves into h?3 secrets. He left the repository, having settled that if a veterinary surgeon's certificate could accompany the dark bay horse just shown him it might be sent to Hazlewood House that afternoon. Then ho bade Mr. Barker good-day and strolled back to Oakbury. Just before he reached Hazlewood House he was overtaken by Beatrice and her cavalier. They reined up and spoke a few words. Young Purton was in high good humor, and delightfully condescending. "Pity you don't ride, Mr. Carruthers,15 he said. "It isa pity. Wai yon coach me? Re? vengo is sweet, you know." "I'll bring my father's old horse round some morning and give you a lesson. I dare say you would soon pick it up." ''You were always a kind-hearted boy/ said Frank gratefully. 4'Miss Clausen, dc you think I could learn to ride?* "You are too lazy, I fear." "Yes; I suspect I am. I wcn*t> trouble you, Purton. Gcod-by." The horses trotted on, and Frank sauntered back to Hazlewood Hous9 snailing placidly. In tho afternoon, to Miss Clausen's supreme astonishment, the new purchase arrived. She and Frank were in the garden at the time. The bay was placed in Mr. Giles'charge, and that personage, after inspecting it, rejoiced for two reasons: the first, that Mr. Barkel had not "bested" Frank; the second, thal even if Frank had "bested" Mr. Barker, the horse must have cost a pot of money, and al whatever figure his, William's, introducidor might be assessed, the backsheesh must be worth having. "I thought you didn't care for riding," said Beatrice. "I dont-much." "Then why buy such a horse?' "Because I should like to ride with jon." He gave her ono of his quick glances. Beatrice turned away, ashamed to feel that she was blushing. She was very cold and reserved during thc evening, yet the auda? cious young man chose to take it for granted that she would accept him for her cavalier vice Purton superseded. Horace having duly admired the horse and shaken his head at the palpable extrava? gance, made a series of elaborate rule-of three calculations, end determined, if three horses ate a certain quantity of certain things in a certain time, how a fourth horse would affect the quantity, the things and the time. Young Purton was too shy to offer hie escort on the next morning-he feared lest he might wear out his welcome. So his ride was a solitary one. Judge, his utter disgust when, quietly trotting alsng, he encountered Miss Clauson and Mr. Carruthers, the latter mounted on a steed tho like to which Mr, Purton had for years longed to own, and, moreover, riding as if he knew ell about it. This sight was very bad for young Purton. Had he been poetical he might have com? pared himself to the eagle struc k down by its own quill. As it was, he muttered, "A jolly sell, by Jove!" ond cf ter tho ima voidable greetings and Mr. Carruthers' inevitable bit of badinage, rode homo in a disconsolate state. _ CHAPTER 5?TX GASTKONOmc AXILEEOTIC. There vsere delicious rides together. The long vacation was running down to tho lees. August had passed into September, and September had softly stolen away. The scarlet geraniums, calceolarias, and other bedding-out plants which had all the srrmmer brightened the gardens of Hazlewood House, were beginning to show signs of senile decay. The under gardener found it no light work to keep the paths free from fallen leaves. Yet Frank Carruthers still lingered at Oak bury enjoying bis cousins' hospitality. Hav? ing assumed the post of mental physician tc Miss Clauson, he was no doubt reluctant to resign it unt? ho had effected a radical cure. Besides, the days slipped by happily enough. There were drives through the green elm shaded Westshiro lanes, which lead fco hills from tho summits of which fine views of the country and the distant sea are obtainable. As Horace drove, and as Eerbert invariably occupied the box seat, Frank and Beatrice bad the body of the large wagonette to them? selves, an arrangement which one of the two found far from unpleasant. There were the delicious rides together. Young Purton left the place in cVejros*-. :-jk? joined an eleven of old Cragtonians who were wandering about England playing matches a far bettor and more healthy occupation for a boy than hopeless lovemaking. The bay horse turned out such a beauty that Frank broko his wcrd to Mr. Barker and did not re? sell it. Then thero was company. Pleasant people who visited Hazlewood House, and pleasant people whom Hazlewood Houso visited. Frank was such a success with these that Horaco and Herbert were quito proud of their cousin. And there wero walks with Miss Clauson; and above oil those delightful dreamy hours when they sat under tho sycamore, and in the cool shade taJ2-ed of everything in the world, tho heavens alx ?ve, or the w?iters under it. Or it may bo ?liss Clauson was silent, and Frank, watching ( very line of lier beautiful face, knew that the disease -which he himself had taken was becoming chronic and in? cumbi?. Altogether, it will bo understood that If ?Ir. Carruthers failed in curing ?liss Clausen's complaint it would bc from no vant, of oppor? tunity, or from being debarred making an exhaustivo study pf tho juitient. In plain English, Frank hail fallen in love with Beatrice; in that good old-fashioned way, almost at first sight. He had gono down be? fore her gray eyes aa surely as had tho sus? ceptible Sylvanus: Would he faro an}- better} About tliLs dale hf often asked himself tho above question; for he liad by now made tho curate's acquaintance, and learned that he was a rejected niau. Ho did not loam it from Beatrice, who, liko ever}* truo women; wished to hide, and, if possible, forgot tho story of a maiTs dis? comfiture. He did not learn it from Horaco or Herbert. Although they were ns fond of gossip as men al ways uro. wild horses would not have rent such a confidence from their kindly hearts. Sylvanus himself was Frank's informant. The energetic, bustling curate had returned to Oakbury. Laming Iiis absence the Talberts had requested Beatrice to decide ns to the terms of intimacy which should for the futuro exist between Hazlewood House and Mr. Mordi?. Beatrice quietly told her uncles that it was her j-articular wish that tho Rev. Sylvanus should be reeeived on exactly the same footing as heretofore. This decision gave the Talberts great satisfaction. They wero unable to eoe how parochial affairs could go on unless Jlioy worked btxzd in hand .with the curate. So when Sylvanus retur he was informed that he might tricycle h self np to Hazlewood House as often as chose. "Which, os he was resolved to ci harden his heart by accustoming himseli seeing Miss Clauson. in the light of noth more than a friend, was very often. So Mr. Carruthers and the curate met 1 quently. They recognized each other's g< points, and wero soon on terms of friends such as fiction, at least, seldom allows to 1st between rivals. Rivals is perhaps wrong word, for, if any stray fragment hope clung to Mr. Mordle's portmanteau e so returned with him to England, it T swept away for ev?r and ever as soon as i owner saw Prank and Beatrice together, recognized destiny, and bowed to it as a w bred man should, It was no doubt the desire to provo Ino testablyto himself that ho was cured, ti made him, in a moment of brisk co niki en tell Frank how he had fared. The mannet which the communication was made sho"w Frank that his own secret was no secret fr< Mordle. If he did not meet confidence confidence be made no attempt at deceptii He looked at Mordle with a curious smile. "You scarcely expect mo to say I i \ sorry f ' ho asked. , "No. Want no sympathy. Only wa you to bo sure that when tho time comes congratulate you I caa do so with all i heart," I ?'Ahr' said Frank, smiling. "Noble very noble. When the time comes," ho add* 3oftly. Thereupon he fell into a train thought-a train which ran upon a sin? line and always took him to one partial] station. This, thou, ls how mattera stood at t beginning of October. Mr. Carruthers ha lng completed his diagnosis, not perhaps his entire satisfaction, felt that thc mome was drawing near when he must make t supreme effort tb expel forever that m orb] ness which he believed to have intrenched : self in Miss Clayson's system. Still he w bound to confess what many other prac tioners ought to confoy, that he was wor ing in tho dark. He was about to try a k or cure remedy, the desperate nature which would, strangely enough, act n upon the patient but upon him who admin: tcred it. No wonder, with so little to gui him, ho hesitated and postponed. At this juncturo tho Talborts gave a di ner-party-a man's dinner-party. Tho f< lowing were tho blessed recipients of invit tions: Lord Kelston, who was staying for few days at his placo; Sir John Williams, ? Almondsthorpe; Colonel White, the offlo commanding the regiment at tho neighbc ing barracks; Mr. Fallon, tho polished Roy Academician who was sojourning at the v; Iago inn, and making outdoor sketches ? autumnal foliage, and Mr. Fletcher, of tl Hollows, the largest landowner, save Loi Kelston, in tho county. Those, with Frai and the hosts, made a party of eight^-ti number which, according to an axiom of tl Talberts, should never bo exceeded. From tho abovo names and descriptions : will be rightly guessed that the party wi distinguished, well-selected and well-ba esiced. Selection and balance were mattel upon which tho brothers prided themselv< as much if net moro than they did upon tl refinement of tho dinner itself. In this pai ticular party, small as it was, cultun learning, art, arms, landed interest an hereditary sway were properly personifiec It was, indeed, a representative gathenn after the Talberts' own hearts. But two days before it took place an over happened which threatened it fit Lord Ke ston wrote Horace one of those pleasam familiar letters which, coming from a lore are always delightfuL Ho said he shoul take the liberty of bringing his friend Mi Simmons with him. As this would raise th number lo nine it necessitated asking anoth* man in oi der to equalize the sides of th table. i Then carno consultation high and earnest Whom could they ask upon so short a notic worthy of forming ono c? such a distinguish? party ? Each of the Talberts would have fe! insulted had he been asked by a friend to sto; a gap; so, following tho golden rule the; -^cank from tho task before them. Still tkey rxjxld net have four on one side of th table andthrecoS tao o?h?rT-- -~-"-. Frank listened to their solemn deliberation for some time, thea tried to help them ont o the difficulty. "Leave mo out," ho said "Beatrice and I"-ho spoke of her sometime now as Beatrice-4 4 will dine together in th? nursery cr the housekeeper's room. Whit taker can bring tho dishes straight from you table It will be delightfuL" "My dear Frank !" This joint exclamation showed tho utter futility of his suggestion. "Why not ask tho rector? I thought it wa j the duty of a country clergyman to mee ? emergencies like this." "He talks about nothing but his fishing,' said Horace mournfully. "FUblsic for what r Formenr "No; salmon and trout," answered Horace is asnal taking the matter prosaically. "Why not Mordle? He ls capital com pany." "Ha-bum," said Horace, glancing at Her? bert. "This is scarcely a curate's party.'' "No, scarcely," said Herbert, shaking his head. At last they decided to ask a Mr. Turner, but tho decision was arrived at with misgiv? ings; for Mr. Turner was in trade. He was, however, a merchant prince-even a mer chant emperor-and, as Horace expressed it, was a member of tho aristocracy of wealth. They felt that Mr. Turner might be asked at short notice, and would not bo offended when he heard it was to meet Lord Kelston. This is ono of the many advantages of onter tailiing lords. Nevertheless they were conscience stricken at having asked any one to stop a gap, so made amends by arranging their guests sc that Mr. Turnor should sit on Herbert's left hand; Horace's supporters being Lord Kel? ston and his friend, Mr. Simmons. Tho latter was a man of middle age, with dark eyes and exquisitely chiseled aquilino features, and wearing an air of refinement that at once commended ^?m to Horace. Tho dinner began propitiously, and pro? gressed faultlessly. The table, over the dec? oration cf which tho brothers bad spent much time and moro thought, was a perf cet picture. When their guests wore only men tho Tal? berts were extra particular. Tho lack of 1 he refining element, tho presence of woman, had to bo compensated by an ultra fastidiousuoss cf detail. Even Frank, who had been behind tho scenes, marveled at tho effect of his hcst3' hospitable and artistic exertions. But, all the same, ho pitied them as wo should all pity a host who is certain to be rendered wretched by a tureen of burnt soup or a bottle ol corked wino. Horace talked gravely and pleasantly tc tho right and to tho left Herbert was com? pelled t? attend almost entirely to Mr. Tur? ner, who had a booming voice, which ho in? sisted upon making heard. Frank, who wai next to tho artist, found the dinner not so duh as bo liad feared it would bo. In tho course of conversation Horace Icarnl that Lord KcMon's friend was Mr. Simmons, tho noted barrister, who had so suddenly sprung into eminence Mr. Simmons was a Jew of gcu tie birth and cd u cati on, and Horace wes very fond of high-clafc Jews. So tho tv. men got on admirably. Frank also know who Ur. Simmons was. Herbert did not. All went on as well as tho Tnlberis could have wished until tho claret -o as placed on tho tablai Theil an awful thing occurred-ti contretemps, which to this day is a soro sub? ject wi lb Horace and Herbert Itali arose from inviting tho stop-gap. Listen. Mr. Turner, us leaders ot commerce are very properly in tho Jml.it of doinr, began talking about England's commercial con? dition. Ho S}K>ko in his biggest voice. As ho wa? treating upon a subject on which ho was an authority, ho felt ho hod a right to uso it. Herlx>rt listened with his gentle, potito smile, but felt sorry Mr. Turnor had been invited. '.What is ruining Englandr boomed out Mr. Turner. "BB tell you. my dear sir. The Jews aro ruining England." As Mr. Turner must know best, Herbert simply IK>WO?1 in acquiescence. Horneo in the meantime was saying to Mr. Simmons: "It ?3 on indisputable fact that tho Jo WE are tho most loyal, patriotic race under th< j sum Th^ir cleverness no ono donies. In th? j finer, tho emotional arts, such a? music and I poetry, it is generaliv admitted, that a mar 1 must havs a efrain of Jewish blood in him tc rise to eminence. " Here Mr. Simmons bowed and smiled. ' 'Read one of the trade gazettes," continu?e Turner, fiercely. "I should not be able to nnderstand it,' urged Herbert. * 'Read the list of bills of sale," shouted Tur? ner. 4'Seo the Levis, the Abrahams, th* Moseses who are battening on borrowers. Thc Jews aro the curso cf the country. They are sucking out its blood and marrow." And Horace, who, although he shuddered at Mr. Turner's strident tones, avoided listen? ing to his words, was saying to his neigh? bor: "In the law and hi statesmanship we have living proofs. And as to that branch oi which I nnderstand nothing, commerce, we have but to mark the decay of Spain after the persecution and expulsion of your gifted nation." But Mr. Simmons did not hear this com? pliment Be was listening to loud-voiced Turner. ''Look at Austria! Ruined, sir, ruined bj. them! All the lends in their hands. I wish tho time would come again when tho Austrian students at Pcsih-" "Pesth is in, Hungary," said Herbert, softly. "Hungarian students, then. The tune should be again when they used to go of a morning and rake over the ashes of burnt Jews to find the gold pieces they had swal? lowed." Everybody heard this coarse and brutal wish. Mr. Simmons'face flushed.. He half rose from his chair, and glanced at Horace. That glance was enough to make him resume his seat. The look of horror, absolute horror at a guest's having been insulted at his table, which Horace's face wore, was more than wonderful-it was sublime. Never had such a thing occurred before. Such another shock would be all but a death blow. His knees trembled; his face grew; white to the very lips. He met Simmons' glance with an en? treating, appealing, apologetic look, thal spoke volumes of abasement and mortifica? tion. Mr. Simmens, with the quickness of hit race, read what was passing in Horace's mind. His anger merged into pity for his courteous, kindly host. He reseated himself and said with a pleasant smile, "How curious such things sound to men of the world like us." Then he said something in praise of the Lafitte Horace gave a sigh of relief, and tc his dying day will love that gentle Jew. Bat Herbert had seen his brother's face, and knew that a catastrophe had happened He guessed that Mr. Turner's Jew tr ig proclivities had brought it about. S^ ; e adroitly turned tho conversation, and by ?ri admirable exercise of self-abnegation set Turner booming away about the iniquities ol the mayor, aldermen, and town council ol Blacktown. It was an heroic act, and no ont but Herbert knew what it cost him. Taking it altogether, the Talberts do nof count that dinner among their social suc? cesses. Frank Carruthers had by now grown 1 rather tired of Fallon on the principles of true art. He, seated midway between the hosts, had fully appreciated the Simmons- i Turner episode, and was longing to give vent to the laughter which politeness compelled I-"'T to stifle. Moreover, he was thinking a great deal about Miss Clausen, and how lonely she must be feeling. A young man always flatters himself that the young woman he loves is lonely without him. Frank knew that when the party ad? journed to the drawing-room ho should see Beatrice. Her uncles wished her to be there: and it was not tho rule of Hazle^rc?d" Honse for the men guests to go straight from the tabla to the smoking-room.' So whilst Horace and Herbert jweioseeing that the curiously shaped Venetian flasks were going round with hospitable, but not with coarsely convivial speed, Mr. Carruthers vas sum? moning np courage to desert his post and cheer Miss Clauson's loneliness. The thought of that loneliness grew so painful that, tak? ing advantage of Horace's being engaged ii deep ^conversation with Lord Kelston, he rose, slipped from thc room, and passing across tl? haUjjpei^ door. ^-^ The drawing-room door. Uko every other door in Hazlewood House, did its duty with? out noise. There are some people's doors fvhich always scrape and bang, just as there are some people's shoes which always creak. Ihe Talberts' shoes never creaked. The laiberts' doors never uttered a sound So Frank stood on the thick, soft carpet and Looked at Miss Clauson, who had no idea that her solitary exile was ended. She was seated on the music bench. Her hands were on the koysof the piano, but making no music. She was gazing with grave eyes far, far away-looking right through the center of the satin-wood Shera? ton cabinet which, full of choice porcelain, stood against the opposite wall. Her thoughts, sad or sweet, were in dreamland. And Mr. Carruthers stood watching her. Mr. Carruthers stood watching her. He knew he was doing wrong-knew he ought to make her aware of his presence but tho picture was to him so divinely beau? tiful that ha could not help himself. The girl was perfectly dressed; if fault could bo found with lier attire it was that it was at ri?o too cid fer her ago. Her arm* and neck gleamed white and fair f:-om the black satin of tho dress, which fitted cs a dress can only lit a form like- her?. Tho ric3i brown hair was cunningly and beooniiugly coiled, and without jewel er even flower t. detract from its own nativo glory. No wer. der that Carruthers was content to watchher in adnuricg silence! And as ho watched ho Raw, cr fancied ho saw, tears rising to those gray eyes. Thia was moro than human naturo cc:Ud bear. Mr. Carruthers to this day assures himself that ho entend that drawing-room v.iihnc intention of precipitating matters. "We may believo him, because, as it was probable that in a lew minutos niuo respectable- middle-aged gentlemen would troop in, tho occasion was not a propitious cue. So it is clonr that he acted nn tho impulso of tlio moment. Ho never knew how ho dare- i t o do it, but before sho looked round ho was at ber sido, Iiis ann was round her-a music bondi oilers dangerous facilities, it has no ba-.:!:-und he was telling her with presi?nate c?oqucncoliat ho loved bor-bo loved her! There was n-.".u: of poor Mr. Korrie's noiselessness about this ardent young Carruthers. But how did Beatrice toko it? "With a low cry as of fear, jx>rhsps aversion, she sprang t j ber focS and stood for a moment looking ot him with a face as pale as death. Then without a word she turned and went swiftly towards tho door. Frank, with a face ns pala as her own, followed and intercepted her. Ko grasped her hand. "Beatrice, havo you nothing to say to me! Nothing?" She breathed quickly. Sho seemed to set her teeth. She answered not a word. "Beatrice, have you nothing to tell mer Cannot you tell m? you love me? Answer me." There was no trace of raillery or lightness In Mr. Carruthers' manner. It was that of a mail playing for a lifo or death stake. "Answer me. Say you love me," ho repeated; "I cannot," said Beatrice, hoarsely. "Let me go." Without a word he dropped her hand. He sven held the door open and closed it when she ned passed. Then with a stern lock on his face ho stood ia the middle of the room, gazing ct the blank doer and wondering if he was dreaming-if he had really, sinco he en? cored -?at room, played his great stake and rost it Could Fran it Carruthers havo fellowed Beatrice to her room he would havo seen her throw herself on her bed and burst into a paroxysm of grief. He would havo seen tho sombre Mrs. Miller come to her, embrace her, joothe her, and entreat her. He would have ?cen a look of stern resolution settle on the servant's strongly-marked features, a look which contrasted strangely with the affec? tionate solicitude which she displayed towards tier mistress in her trouble. But Carruthers could not see these things, ind hud he seen them would have been no wiser ior the sight. fTO BE CONTINUED ] AGRICULTURAL ORGANIZA? TIONS. Tbe following letter from one of the most progressive farmers of Sumter County is taken from the Monthly Re? port of the Agricultural Department: STATEBUBG, S. C., May 22, 1885. Col. A.P. Butler, Columbia. S. C DEAR SIR : In conversation with yon a short time since, yon expressed a great desire to see some effort made to organ? ize the farmers of our State more thor? oughly, and begged that I would write something for your monthly upon this subject. Senator Yance said not very long ago what is strikingly and most unfortunately true of our agricultural classes: "The banks, manufactories and transportation companies have their conferences, and agree upon such tac? tics as every crisis in their affairs re? quires ; even the working men in each branch of labor have protecting organ? izations, headed by able and zealous men, who sharply look out for the in? terest of their class. The farmer alone is unorganized and defenceless. He fights with a club and naked breast, as our Celtic forefathers did, against the keenest steel in the hands cf men clad in mail. He sleeps after the labors of the day, whilst others assemble, consult, contrive and plot." And yet farmers complain that they are imposed upon by all other classes of men. Is it surprising that they are imposed upon? Do they not invite by their conduct just what bas come upon them ? Do they not deserve the ill for? tune they have received, for not taking the natural and necessar.yjj?fr?u ioav?f it ? Is it not the^-iristory of all contests thatjhpjjj?gi?oi-ganization wins at last, ^erytime ? . 'Organization is power." It is only by organization that any great work has ever or will ever be ac? complished. The power to organize is the source of man's supreme strength. By thc use of this power be has brought under his dominion all of his brother animals, and is, step by step, siiujuga ting and harnessing to his rise all the forces of nature. Individual!v one of the weakest of "fl^sh'and blood and bone," his unlimitgj power of organiza? tion js eivin|,Vim the mastery of the world. From the time when two "Cavemen" left their holes to act in concert against a common enemy to the present day of towns and townships, Counties and States, Confederacies and the union of States, and transportation companies and manufacturing corporations, has man been organizing, and (as be or? ganized) advancing. So well bas the necessity for organization been recog? nized, that proverbs in expression of it are in everybody's mouth: "In union there is strength"; "united we stand, divided we fall"; "a house divided against itself must fall," &c., &o. And yet our farmers seem to think they can go along neglectful of this universally recognized and indispensable agency for man's protection and progress ! They see the lion, "the king of beast," pos? sessed of courage, energy, physical strength and extraordinary original in? telligence, in bis cave to-day, because he lacked the power of organization, while man dwells in magnificence and splendor, "weighing the planets and measuring time," because he has the power of organization. Daily observa? tion should teach farmers that they need hope for no success, no power as a class, until they organize and work to? gether for their common interest. Let them reflect upon the work done by re? ligious organizations. Where would our churches be in a few years, if they were to disorganize and "neglect the assembling of themselves together" for counsel and concert? How would great political measures ever be carried, bot for thorough or? ganization of parties ? What unorganized army was ever able to stand against a well organized one ? Was it not the great Philip of Macedonia who said be would rather depend upon an army of well organized stags thau a cmp of unorganized lions ! Did not the wise Napoleon say that be would prefer an army of well disciplin? ed Italians, who are all cowards, to an army of undisciplined Frenchmen, who are all brave ! The little strings that compose the strongest rope are weak indeed-detached they would scarcely hold a feather-fold them together and they will carry a ton. "Then join our hands, worthy farmers al!. Bv uniting we stand, by dividing we fall." D. He Wants a Pension Bad. Ben R Davis, a Kentuckian, wants a pension, and, like most applicants, wan?s it. awfr.l bad. He has filed his application, and a move unique one ? never reached the Pension Bureau. Ben sets forth in his free and untram? meled way thc facts which sustain his application. Iiis pen runs thus: 'In June. 1S63, I was ordered, in the line of duty, to break in a muel to work in the saddcl in the- waggon aud hawl wood for the army at Bowlingreen, Ky., j and on undertaken the order given by j j the waggon master, I called on B^n . I Pespain and Sed Worth to assist me, j which they did, in brid<llin the mewl j ! and put me on the mewl, and in attemp- j j ?im to control the muel, while oa the j i muel, the muel got loose from Sed . " Scaggs aud Ward and Bespain and run . like bell ol? tords the stabil and bean uoabil to manage the mewl and to ?ave my life and lira, the mewl rapidly ap prachin tho opin dore of the barn, the dore not bein big enough for ' both me" and the mewl, in the atterop to git off the mewl, waa forcibly thrown on the growned, my right nee struck the grown and my hed made a hole io rt and my right showlder first si rik in a sap* lin, then and thar in the line of da ty a* ordered as stated by said' Skaggs A Worth was toted to the hospittle at that pint. *I wa? so infnrnelly dubblcd np by the lick I struck the saplin and glancing off the grown whar I made the big chucka hole with my head I bavent been able to straiten myself oat far ely ever since, and I'm shore, Mr. Pension Bu* row man, yon will send the pen'shun money immediately, seein as how I was knocked ont in the line of duty;' What Our Editors Say. A Costly Ball, . ; Pee Dee Index. - * ' It is onr opinion that the faculty of the South Carolina College should not favor a Commencement Ball by the stn?* dents of the College, where ir costs so extravagantly to attend. In order to attend one of these balls, as we are in? formed, the 'style' requires a 'spike-tail* coat, white kids, pomp slippers,^ closed carriage, a od et ceteras, besides an en? trance fee of ?5, making an. entiro cost of from $15 to $25. The permian sion, not to say encouragement, of such extravagances as these by the College; is not calculated to attract poor yoong men to -the institution, which in theory is largely intended for them, nor make it new supporters throughout the State. Carolina Spartan. ** The boom of the Kev. Eil i SOD Capers io behalf of the State University, soy called, did not work. It was like firing one of those old-time muskets. There was a terrible smoke from the pan that obscured vision, and a rebound that knocked the general nearly blind and no harm done in front. General Hamp? ton will have to make a cavalry charge and Governor Thompson will have to t call ont his militia before these 'enemies' of the College disperse. The Whipping Post Spartanburg Herald, ; The whipping post bas been re-estab*^ lished in Baltimore as a punishmentfjgfl wife beating. The chase in our cajB tatton which prohibits as fvom^m on criminals the same pun isoT we Inflict on our children degrades tte cr^aT^jffffBwkiah sentimentalism. "Thc re-establishment of the whipping po?: in Sonth Carolin? (for men only^ would remedy many evils. Winnsloro Newt and Herald: Tire Newberry Observer says, in eon-* Section with the State Convention, of 1884, that there ,was an understand? ing,' that there should be a clean sweep of the incumbent State officers in 1886. The trouble about the Convention in 1884 was that, as to the nominations for State officers, the body acted. without any 'understanding' at all. The action was, we believe, in clear opposition to the will of the Democratic party-not as to the persons nominated, bnt as to the time of action, The manner of nomination-the whole tieket by one acclamation-was unjust to the nomi-> nees, as it was improper on every ground. The nomioees themselves mast sorely have had nothing to do with toe manner of their nomination. How? ever this may be, should they or any of them offer before the next Convention, they should have the benefit of a judg-, ment on their merits, without reference, to the peculiar mode of their nomination, in 1882. Whether there is to be a 'clean sweep* remains to be seen. We. hardly think there will be. Sonth Car? olina folks are not mnch on a clean sweep of this kind anyhow; and they are by no means as mach distressed, about things in general as some of the papers would make it appear. Cruelty to Convicts. _ Enterprise and Mountaineer. ' . Again the reports of cruelty to the Penitentiary convicts are rife, as will be seen by the extract we copy from the Abbeville Press and Banner. While, the convicts no doubt are hard to con? trol, yet undue punishment or sufferings should not bc inflicted on them. It is a. monster of a man who will maltreat a human being after thc State has de? prived him of all liberty and puts shack-, les on him. We believe no one has; ever yet been punished for this crime ; there being always some explanation for, the sufferings inflicted or the deaths caused. We would not throw discredit - unjustly on the reports of any by our. State officers or agents who have hereto-, fore been sent to investigate the reports,., of the character indicated that have gained currency every now and then for the past several years, bat we are in- ? dined to believe that those so sent have been misled or deceived in some man-^ ner, for where there are so many com-. plaints they can not be utterly ground? less. An Antidote for a Spider Sting, Dr. N. M. Shulcr, of Co??etcn coho-: ty, furnishes to the Colleton Press the . following recipe as a sure care for the sting of a spider. He says : - ?Every house-keeper should know the * remedy-a strong solution of saltpetre * (nitrate of potash) applied to the bite will give almost instant . relief.' The reason why some suffer intensely, and even die, is because the saltpetre is not used until the poison has had time to penetrate into thc system. Dr. Shuler instances several cases that he has treated with this remedy and with complete success. He says: ; 4T can testify to thc relief which the - saltpetre affords, having tried it on my - own person when stung some twenty- . Sve years since, and the application af? forded almost instantaneous relief. Miss Carr was stung last Sunday, ? but immediately applied saltpetre and -* was able to attend herschoolon Monday morning as usual.' We speak of educating our children^* Do we know that oar children also ed oj? ?ate us ?