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Mt SrmKK WA??H?AXf Kmb??hed Aprfl, 185C. 'Be Just and Fear not-Let all the Ends thou Aims't at, be thy Country's, thy God's and Truth's THB TRUE SOUTHRON, Established Jane, 1?& Aug. 2, 1881.1 SUMTER, S. C., WEDNESDAY, MAY 25,1887. Sew Series-Yoi. TI. No. ?3. SUMTER, S. C. H .???? i s * a r* T s. O WJ^aa^nrt t insertion.-~-$1 0 0 Sr?xy ssesoqrioai insertion...^. ..w^..-- 50 - {^tracts J^thi?e month?, or longer will be madeat'r?vc^;.rates.' AH communications which subserve private in ttaet^ejatf ^bj&ebarged for aaadvertisementSv ^thtft?es-and tributes of respect wi? be charged for, ? . '"^':"""." H >v O-" \Wv>:*:-^5V - ?Sirs :v Betterto trod I -the violet cool than sip the fe';^'.::.-^ V ' , Better to fwrk a /hidden brookthan watch a diamond shine. ~ V - Better the-love of ?, gentle heart tbao beauty's * '.. favor pcood; . ? x-, . YBetter4S? "r*e*Vfi^>tfiMv'?^?n a ?>: . "'. crowd. ;. Bettefcto'Sreia loneliness than to bask in love - . " . aBdaj-?^ : Bettet?hejbnntam.^ 'tain by the? way. S%tte'fotrustifc Godman say,-"My go:>d* ^^mjno^v&m?* ------ Bett^^?e^>a?;iu knowledge to - - Better to teach a -chM than toil to KI perfec ^?i??V?t'?. matter's feet than tirill a r. jisteoittg-St?ue : / B?tter^?^?ct?nat~^a art ^roud than be ?*ttr*hat 0>u art great, g : i r ? . r . B?f??r to walt tiie real unseen than watch the t: . '>:' hoar's^eveafcy - ^'cv Better the^We? fcone^?t the last than the '. Better have a quiet -grief than a harrying de - Better the 4witfght cf the dawn than the:. Better a death when work is done than earth'* . ' most favored birth ; f-:^> ^ . Better a .child ?a.God:s greathouse than the ?j^vyy ?jy" - Georg*.McDonald. ll . ;<;Jfao* did ?ot. hare a very happy tiraoof it ? ; at Pretoria previous to thaooibreak of has % t?ttfea Most people who have made a great i ~ j?c?*Ieffort-a^ ' --jjt?atarsd^ -, i*T? experienced tho reaction that will, fot 1 - ,t>y M ofrtainly aa the night follows the day. It is ow thing to renounce the ?ght, to stand < , j? the fall glow of the setting bean? of oar 1 . hnpertal joyand chant out oar farewell, and -enite another to bve alone in the darkness. '3 j. I jfer^littie while naemory naay support us, s ' bwtmeoory grows faint. On every ade s j^^bV-jflhrWfy <djeerkss pall and the stillness \ '?- through which no sound comes. We are i. alone, -quite alone, cut off from the fellow- 1 snip of the day. unseeing and unseen. More f . v espscially is ibis so when our dungeon is of 1 ?or own making, and we ourselves have shot _ ^its botta. There ka^naturalnight that comes \ l^liftirfW .'ft* H11 ?'Mrwfti |g /vwn-y? SWaHOWS \ CTOj Jtopeand fear, forever and forever. To .< - this we can more eas?y resign ourselvee, for j -Tfewcognixothe" uarversal ?ctand bowour- ( serves beneath the all e?Tacing hand. The > earth dees not pine ;wi>enrthe daylight passes 1 -^from its peaks; it oiihr sleepB. . T vi Brrt Jea? had buried herself; and she knew it There warabaoluto need for her to 1 ^la^?nrfgne*^ her affection to ber sister; she < had doo? so of her own will, and ar, tinws she c MtoraBy enough regretted it Self denial is t '? a sternfaced angel If only wi? hold him fast 5 imd *mestk with him long enough he w?l \ t\wu\ III wrf! wf?nli'<tfnappy sonad, jost-aa, . .s^.- y? we waiUong enc<ig^mther1sTrTWM of the 1 a^xt stars will coma to share ourionehneas. ? BtiSl this is one of ttose things that tirne hides 1 ?tm fi - ? snrf wVuswaali s^jrisown pteasure; \ -i^-^adaofar^a ha usa confu? md; hil phaam iv was . not yet Outwardly, however, she c : _ snowed no sign of her distress andof tbepa*-. "? ~ - sion which was eating atber heart She was paJeand silent, it ?^99 hat then she had al- r .j-?aya been renarirable for har pallor and i ifisoce. Only she gave up her singing. % : ?? And so ti>e week* went on, dieenly enough t for th? poor giri, who w?a doing what other 1 people did-eating and drink??g, riding and geing to parties like the rest of the Pretoria z world, tai at lani she began to jg?hk that she iad. better be gofaur home ajain, let? ?he c should wear oat ber welcome. And yet shv j '. - dreaded todo so, mindful of her daffy prayer a yit tohenlelrvered from twnjTTatfcgt. - Aa to what ( wa? going on at Mooifontein she was in al- a matt complete fcioranee. Bsssie wrote to 1 - her, of cotpse, and so did her uncle once or j twice, but they did not tell her mach of what ? ; she wanted to know. Bessie's letters were, it is trna, fofl of allusions of what Capt Niel j was doing; but ?he did not go beyond that... Har reticence, however, told her observant M ?etormorethan ber words. Why was she so t g aaUoauifylfo' dooht^^ oecacse Wag? stffl hang ;, ta the balan?a And then abe would think of c ^fbat ft all meant for her, and now and again j gtve way to an outburst of patwtfrmate jeal- j . ensr, which wooMhavo been painful enough g fe> witness if anybody could have been there fi P*?* - % And sp the timo weat on toward Chrlitmas, a . tit. Jess, having been warmly pressed to do jochad settled to stay crvar ClnTstrnas and re tara to the fara with the new year: There had been a great deal of talk in the town - about the Boers, but she waa too mach preoe? t eupisd w^h her own affairs to pay much at- ^ -j ssatton to it ??or, indeed, was the public t mind greatly moved; they were so morJx ac- T - enstomed to Boer scares at Preter?a, and nith- ? ?rto they had invariably ended in smoke. And ? .ftw ip of a, sodden, OB the morning pf the t Kth of December, came the news of the proc- E kmation of the republic, and the town wat a '. thrown into a ferment, and there was a talk; f .of feing into laager, and, anxious as she was \ to get^aea>4 Jess-cookl see no hope of return- 0 fog to the farm tQl tho excitement was over. t ^^^ta?Aday or two later Conductor Egerton ^ : came bmping into Pretoria from the scene ot _a - th? disaster at Bron ker'* Spruit, with tho col- 9 ': cn ot the Ninety-fourth regiment tied mond Jua middle, and such a tale to tell that the r blood went to her heart and seamed to stag- h ?tte there as she listened to rt c And after that there was confusion worse v ' ' aOTfonndei Martial law was proclaimed, t and the town, which was large, straggling v and incapablo of defense, was abandoned, tho 5 inhabitants being ordered into laager on the p high ground overlooking the city. There ? -~* they were, young and old, sick and well, deli- a cate women and httle children, all crowded T ^ together in the open under the cover o-' the " - lort; with nothing but canvas tents, wagons and sheds to shelter them from the fierce sum- a mer sons and rains. Jess had to share a 3 wagon with her friend and her friend* sister c ' and mother, and found it rather a tight fit 1 even to he down. Steep, with all ?he noises g of'the camp going cn round her, was a prac- s tJeeFimpossib?ity. - t IS was about 3 o'clock on the day following r. - thai flrst miserable night in, the laager when, I by ^he lasfc maif that passed into Pretoria, she d got Bessie's letter announcing her engage- 0 - - ~ mart to /oca ~ 8he took her letter and went y ano? way fromtbaeamptc-ttosideof Sigi^ ? -KifiV ^taereal^waa: ?ot likely tobe diaturbed, t -\, .-? and, finding a-nook shaded in by^ mimosa h trees, satidown and broke the errv?i?pe. Be- u fowshehadgotiothefootof the first page she C > ?aaw whatwas <?ming and set har teeth. Then v .-. jaJ I-'1 the long letter through from begin- k ^.^HajF^ ??d without fiac^u^V^ctigh the t 3 words of affection seemed to burn her. So il had come atlast. Well, she expected it, anc aad plotted to bring it about, so really there vas no reason in the world why she should feel disappointed. On the contrary, sb* ought to rejoice, and for a little while she really did rejoice ia her sister's happiness. It ?Moe her happy to think that Bessie, whom site dearly loved, waa happy. - And yet she felt angry with John with that lort ot anger whick we feel against these who have blindly injured m Why should he have itin his power to hurt nor so? Still she hoped that he would be happy With Bessie, and Itteh she hoped. that these wretched Boar? would take, Pretoria, and that she would be shot or put oat of the way some? how. She had no heart for life; all the color had faded from ber amy. What waa she to do with herself? She would not stop on toe farm, attar John and Bessie were married; she was quite dear as to .that; nor, if she could avoid it, would she return there before they were -Harried. .She would see bim no more, no morel Alias, that she had ever seen him. I Feeling somewhat happier, or at any rate calmer, inthis determination, she rose to re turn to the noisy camp, extending her walk, however, by naalong a detour toward tte Heidelberg road, for she was anxious to be as long alane as she could. She had leen walk? ing some ten minutes when she caught sight ?>f a cart that seemed familiar to her, with three horses harnessed in front of it and one ged on. behind, which were also familiar, l'h?re were a lot of men walking alongside of the cart, all talking eagerly. She halted to Let the little procession go by, when suddenly me perceivectJohri Nial among .the men and recognized the Zulu Monti on the box. There wasthe man whom she had just Vowed never to see again* and tba sight of him seemed to takft^n her strength out of he* so that ene ^Iw?feed^t?^smk " invormitarily upon^t?Be veldt. His gpddea ??pasrahca was almost uncanny iaitbe sbaxpuasKof ite illustration of her impotence in the hands of fate. She felt it then; all in ^ftyfont it seemed to be borne in upon her mind that she could not help her lelfv but waa -only the instrument in the band*o? asuperiorflower whose will shebas fulfilling through the workings of ber passion ind to whom her individual fate T?as a matter Df little moment.. It was iri<*>rK:hisive .rea? soning and perikms doctrine, but it must be til owed .that the circumstances gave it the ador of truth. And, after all, the border tine between fatalism and free will has never seen quite authoritatively settled, even by St Paul, so perhaps she was r ight Mankind loes not Bke to admit it, but i; is, at the least, i question whether we can. oppose our little ir?&?gaiBst tie forces o C. the universal law nxderange the details of the unvarying plan ;o suit the petty wants and hopes o? individ lal mortality. Jess was a clever woman, but t would take a wiser head than hers to know where or when to draw that red line across to writings of our Kf a ?On came the cart and the knot of men, and hen suddenly John looked up and saw her (coking at him with those dark eyes that did, adeed, seem at times as though they were the irindows of her souL -He turned and said something to his companions and to the Zulu Koota, who went on with the cart, and then; ?ame toward her smiling and with out? stretched hand, "How do yo*? do, Jess?" he said. "So I have found you allrightf* She took -his hand and answered,"almost ingr?y," "Why have youeorae? Whydidyou ?aveBessi?and my unctef "I came because I was sent, and also be sause I wished to. I wanted to get you back tome before Pretoria was besieged." "You must have been mad! How could rou expect to get back? We shall both be hut up here together now." "So it appears. Wei], things might be rorse," he added, cheerf uHy. M do not think that anything could be vorse," she answered, with a stamp of her bot, and then, quite thrown off her balance, )nrst incontinently into a flood of tears. .John Mel wa3 a very simple minded man, uxd it never struck him to attribute her grief D any other cause than anxiety at the state >f affairs and at her incarceration for an ndehnite period- in a besieged town that ran iaily risk of being taken vi et annis. Still he rasa, little hurt at.the manner of his recep? ten after his long and most perilous journey, vhich is not, perhaps, to be wondered at "WeB, ;Jess," he said? "I think that you night speak a little more kindly to me, ?nsiderzng-considering all things. There, lout cry, they are all right at Mooifontein, indi dare say that we shall get back there omehow sometime? or other. I had a nice msiness to get here at all, I can tell yon." Che suddenly stepped weeping and smiled, ter tears passing away like a summer storm. How did you get tbroughF she asked. "Tell ne all about it, Capt Niel,-" and accordingly ta did. 8he listened ia silence while he sketched the fcief eVents of his journey and when he had tone sh? spoke in quito a changed tone. "It is very ?ood and kind of you to hare iaked your life like this for me, _Only I ponder that you did not all of you see that it. rouH be of no use. We shall both be shut tp here together now, that is ali, and that rill be very sad for you and Bessie.'' "Oh. So you have heard of our engage nentP he said. "Yes, I got Bessie's letter about a couple ?f hours ago, and I congratulate you both ?ry mach. I think that you will have the wee test and loveliest wife in South Africa, 3apt Niel; and I think that Bessie will have i husband any woman might be proud of;" ind. she half bowed, and half courtesied to dm as she said it, with a graceful little air of hjgnity that was very taking. "Thank you," be said, simply; "yes, I think ! ann s very tucky fellow." "And now," abe said, "we had better go nd see about the cart You must be very. fred and hungry;" and they started. A few minutes' walk brought them to the art, which Monti had outspanned close to irs. Nevilles wagon, where Jess and her riends were living, and the first person they aw -was Hrs. Neville herself. She was a pood, motherly, colonial woman, accustomed os rough life, and not easily disturbed by n emergency like the present "My goodness, Capt Niel Is she cried, as ' con as Jess had introduced him. " Weil, you xe plucky to have forced your way through U those horrid Boers! I am sure I wonder hat they did not shoot you or beat you to [eath with sjambocks, the brutes. Not that here is much use in your coming, for you | rill never be able to get Jess back till Sir ieorge Colloy relieves us, and that can't be I or two months, they say. Well, ther- is one bing, Jess will be able to sleep in the cart tow, and you can get one of the patrol tents nd sleep alongside. It wont be quite pro ?y perhaps, but in these times we can't stop o consider propriety. . There^ there, you go ff to tiie governor. He will be glad enough o see yon, Ul be bound. I saw him at the teer end of the camp, there, five minutes go, and we will have the cart arranged and ee all about it" Thus adjured, John departed, and when be eturned half an hour afterward, having told is eventful tale, which did not, however, envoy any information of general value, he ras rejoiced to find the process of "getting hings straight" was in good progress. What ras better still. Jess had fried him a beef teak over the camp fire, and wes now em? ployed in serving it on a little table by the ragon. He sat down on a camp stool and te his meal heartily enough, whilo Jess raited on him and Mrs. Neville chattered ?way. "By the way," she said, "Jess tells mo you ire going to marry her sister. Well, I wish rou joy. A man wants a wife in a ountry like tins. It isn't like England, ?here in five cases out of six he might as well [oand cut his throat as get married. It aves him money here, and children are a ?lessing, as nature meant them to be, and tot a burden, as civilization has made them. >>rd, how roy tongue does sun on! It isn't ielicate to talk about children when you have nly been engaged a couple of weeks; but, ou see, that's what it all comes to after alL (hes a pretty girl, Bessie, and a good one, DO-I dont know her much-though she ! lasnt got the brains of Jessr here. That re- | linds me; as you are engaged to Bessie, of ) ourse you can look after Jess, and nobody rill think anything of it Ah J if you only new what ?.place r this is/or talk, though heir talk is pretty weil scared out of shem now, Pta thinking. Hy husband is comin round presently to the cart to help get Jess bed into it. Lucky its big. We are such tight flt iu that wagon that I shall be do wi right glad to see the last of the dear giri though, of course, you'll both come and tal your meals with us." Jess heard all this in silence. She cool not well insist upon stopping in the crowd? wagon; it would be asking too much; anc besides, she had had one night in the wage? and that was quite enough for her. Once sh suggested that sba would see if she coal not get the nuns to take her in at the conven but Mrs. Neville instantly suppressed th notion. "Kans?" she said, "nonsense. When yon own brother in law-at least he will be you brother in law if the Boers dont make a ? nd of ns all-is here to take care of yon dont talk about going toa parcel of noni It will be as much as they can do to loo after themselves, PU be bound." As for John, he ato his steak and said no tl ing. The arrangement seemed a very prope ene to him, _______ . ~ : CHAPTER X Vn. THE TWELFTH OF FEBRUARY. John soon settled down into the routine o camp life in Pretoria, which, after one ono got accustomed to it, was not so disagreeabl as might have been expected, and possessed at any rate, the merit of novelty. Although he was an officer of the anny, John preferred on the whole, having several horses to ride and, his services not being otherwise re quired, he made up his mind to en roll himself in the corps of mounted vol unteers known as the Pretoria carbineers, ix the humble capacity of a sergeant, and thi he obtained leave to do from the officer com man dins: the troops. He was an active man and ms duties jn confection with the corp kept him fully employed during most of ti? day. and sometimes, when there was outposi dury to be done, during a good part of th? night too. For the rest, whenevei he got back to the cart-bj which he had stipulated he should bo allowed to sleep in order to protect Jess in case of any danger-he always found her ready to greet him, and every little preparation made fer his comfort that was possible under the circumstances. Indeed, as time went on they found it more convenient to set up their own little mess instead pi sharing that of their friends, and so they used every day to sit down to' breakfast and dine together at a little table rigged up out of a packing case, and placed under an extem? porary tent, all for the world like a young couple picnicking on their honeymoon. Of course the whole ' tiling was very irksome in a way, but it is not to be denied that it had a charm of its own. To begin with, Jess, when once one got thoroughly to know her, was one of the most delightful com? panions to a man like John Kiel that it was possible to meet with. Never, till this long tete a tote at Pretoria, had he guessed how powerful and original was.her mind, or how witty she could be .when she liked. There was a fund, of dry and suggestive humor about her -which, although it would ho'.more bear , being written down than champagne w?lbear standing ina tumbler, was very pleasant to listen to, more especially as John soon discovered'that he was tho only person so privileged. Her friends and re? lations had never suspected that Jess was humorous. Another thing that struck him about her, as time went on, was that she was growing quite handsome. She had been very "pale and thin when he reached Pretoria, but before a month was over she had got, com? paratively speaking, stout, which was an enormous gain to her appearance. Her pale face, too, gathered a faint tinge of color, that came and went capriciously, like starlight on the water, and her beautiful eyes grew deeper and more beautif ul than ever. "Who would ever havo thought that it was the same girl?" said Mrs. Neville to him, holding up her hands as she watched Jess solemnly surveying a half cooked mutton chop; "why, she used to be such a poor crea? ture, and now she's quite a fine woman. And that with this life, too, which is wearing me toa shadow, and has half killed my dear daughter." "I suppose it is being in tho open air," said John, it having never occurred to him that the medicine that was doing Jess so much good might be happiness. But so it was. At first there had: been a struggle, then a lull, and after .that an idea. Why should she not enjoy his society while she could? He had been thrown into her way through no wish of hers. She Ind no desire to wean him from Bessie; or if she bad a desire, it was one she was far too honorable a woman to entertain. He was perfectly innocent of the whole story; to bim she was the young lady who happened to be the sister of the woman he was going to marry, that was ail. Why should she not pluck her innocent roses while she might? She forgot that therese is a flower with. a. dangerous perfume, and one that is apt to confuse the senses and turn the head. So she gave herself full swing, and for some weeks went nearer to knowing . what happiness really meant than she ever had before. What a wonderful thing is the love of a woman in its simplicity and strength, and how it gilds all the poor and common things of life, and even finds a joy in service! The prouder the woman the more delight does she extract from her self abasement before her idoL Only not many women can love like Jess, and when they do they almost invariably make some fatal mistake, whereby the wealth of their affection is wasted, or worse still, be? comes a source of misery or shame to them? selves and others. It was after they had been incarcerated in Pretoria for about a month that a bright idea occurred to John. About a quarter of a mile from the outskirts of the camp stood a little house .known, probably on account of its diminutive size, as "The Palatial" This cot? tage had been, like almost every other house in Pretoria, abandoned to its fate, its owner, as it happened, being away from the town. One day, in the course of a walk, John and Jess crossed the little bridge that spanned the shut and went in to inspect the place. -Pass? ing down a path lined on either sida with young blue gums, they reached the little tin roofed cottage. It consisted of two rooms a bedroom-and a good sized sitting room, in which still stood atable and a few chairs, with astable and a kitchen at tho back. They went in and sat down by the open door and looked out The grounds of the little place sleped down toward a valley, on the farther side of which rose a wooded hill. To the right too, was a hill clothed in deep green bush Tho grounds themselves were planted with vines, just now loaded with bunches of ripening grapes, and surrounded with a beautiful hedge of monthly roses that formed a blaze of bloom. Near tho bouse, too, was a bed of double roses, some of them exceedingly beautiful, and all Cowering with a profusion unknown in this country. Altogether it was a delightful little spot, and, after the noise and glare of the camp, seemed perfectly heavenly : and they sat there and talked a great deal about the farm and old Silas Croft, and a little about Bessie. "This is nice," said Jess presently, putting her hands behind her head and looking out at tho bush beyond. "Yes," said John. "I say, I'vo got an idea. I vote we take up our quarters here-during tho day, I mean. Of course wo shall have to sleep in camp, but we might eat here, you know, and you could sit hcie all day; it would be as safe as a church, for those Boers will never try to storm the town, 1 am sure of that" Jess reflected and soon came to tho conclu? sion that it would bo a charming arrange? ment, and accordingly next day sho set to work and got the place os nice and tidy as circumstances would allow, and they com? menced housekeeping. The upshot ci this arrangement was that they were thrown more together than ever before. Meanwhile tho siege dragged its slow length along. No news whatever roached the town from outside, but that did not trouble tho inhabitants very much, as they were sure that Colley was advancing to their relief and even got up sweepstakes as to the date of his arrival. Now and then a sortie took place, but as the results attained wero very small and were hot on the whole credit' able to our arms, perhaps the less said about them the better. John, of course, went out ' On these occasions, and then Jess would en? dure agonies that were all the worse became ] < HOUSEKEEPING- AT TBS PALATIAL* she had to conceal them. She lived in con? stant terror lest he should be among tba killed However nothing happened to Jun), and things went on as usual till tho 12th .of ? February, on which day on attack was made on a place called the Red House Kraal, which was occupied by Boers, near a spot known aa the Six Mile Spruit. The force, which was a mixed one, left Pretoria before daybreak, and John went with it .He was rather surprised when, on going to tile cart in. which Jess slept, to get aome little thing before saddling up, to find her sitting on the box in the night dews with ? cup of coffee she hod prepared for him in her " What do you mean by this JessT he asked, sharply "I will not have you getting up in the middle of the night to make coffee for aj?."-'''; "I have not got up, " she answered, quietly ; "I have not been to b?rt,, . - "That makes matters worse," he said; but nevertheless he drank the coffee, and was glad to get it, while she sat on the box and watched him. "Put on your shawl and get something over your head," he said, "the dew will soak you through. Xook, your bair is all wet" \ Presently she spoke. "I wish you would do something for me, John," for she called him John now. "Will you promiser' "How like a woman," bo said, "to ask one to promise a thing without saying what it Is." "I want you to promise for Bessie's sake," she said ,"Well, what is it, Jessf* "Not to go on tins sortie. Ton know you can easily get oat of it if you like." fie laughed. "You little silly; why notF "Oh, I don't know. Don't laugh at me,"be cause I am'nervous. I am afraid that-that something might happen to yon." "Well," he remarked, consolingly, "every bullet has its billet,, and if it does I dont see that it can be helped." "Think of Bessie," she said again. "Look here, JeaV he answered, testily, "what is tho good of trying to take the heart out of a fellow like tins? If I am going to be shot I can't help it and I am not going to show the white feather, even for Bessie's sake; so there you are, and now I must be oft? "You are quite right, John," she said, qui? etly; "I should not have liked to hear you say anytinhg different, but I could not help speaking. Good by, John; God bless you!" and she stretched down her hand, which he took, and went "Upon my word, she bas given me quite a turn," reflected John to himself as the troop crept .on through thc white mists of dawn. *t suppose that she thinks that I am going to be plugged. Perhaps! sm! I wonder how Bessie would take it She would bo awfully cut up, but I expect that she would get over it pretty soon. Now I dont think that Jess would get over a thing of tliat sort in a hurry. That is just the difference between the two the one is all flower and the other is all root * And i hen he fell to wondering how Bessie was and what she was doing, and if she missed him as much as ho missed her, and so on, till his mind came back to Jess, and he reflected what a charming companion she was, and how thoughtful and kiud, and breathed a secret hope that she would continue to live with them after they were married. Some? how they had got to those terms, perfectly innocent in themselves, in which two people become absolutely necessary to each other's daily life. Indeed. Jess had got a long way further than that, but of this ho was of course ignorant. He was still at the former stage, and was not himself aware how large a pro? portion of his daily thoughts were occupied by this datk eyed girl, or how completely her personality was overshadowing him. He only knew that she had thc knack of making him feel thoroughly happy in her society. When he was talking to her, or even sitting silently hy her, he became aware of a sensation of restfulness and reliance that ho bad never be? fore experienced in the society of a woman. Of coarse this was to a large extent the natural homage of the weaker nature to the stronger, but it was also something more. It was the shadow of that utter sympathy and perfect accord which is the surest, sign of the presence bf " the highest forms of affection, and when it accompanies the passion of men and women, as it sometimes, though rarely, docs, being more often found in its highest form in those relations from which the element of sexuality is excluded, raises it almost above tho level of the earth. Por the love where that sympathy exists, whether it is between mother and son, husband and wife, or those who, while desiring it, have no hope of that relationship, is an undying love and will en? dure till the night of Time baa swallowed all things. Meanwhile as John reflected, the force to which he was attached was moving into ac? tion, and he soon found it necessary to come down to the unpleasantly practical details of Boer warfare. More particularly did this come homo to his mind wheo, shortly after? ward, tho mon next to bim was shot dead, and a little later be himself was slightly wounded by a bullet which passed between his saddle and his thigh. Into the details of tile fight tiSat ensued it is not necessary to enter here. They were, if anything, more discreditable than mo<t of the episodes of tint unhappy war, in which the holding of Potchefstrootn, Lydenburg, Austenburg and Wakkerstroom aro the only bright spots. Suffice it to say that they ended in something very like an utter rout at the hands of a much inferior force, and that, a few hours after he had started, John found himself on the return rood to Pretoria, witn a severely wounded man behind his saddle (tho ambu? lance being left in the hands of the Boors), who, as they went painfully along, mingled curses of ?hame and fury with his own. Meanwhile exaggerated accounts of what bad happened had got into tho town, and, among other things, it was said that Capt. Niel had Ix?en shot dead. One man who carno in stated that ho saw him fall, and that ho was shot through the head This Mrs. Neville heard with her own ears, and, greatly shocked, started to communicate tho intelligence to Jess. As soon as it was daylight Jess had, ns was customary with her, gono over to tho little house which sho and John occupied, "Tho Palatial," as it was ironically called, and set? tled herself there ?.or tho day. First sho trio?! to work and could not, so sho took a book that sho had brought with her and l>cgan to read, but it was a failure also. Her CV?-S would wander from the page, and her ears kept straining to catch the distant booming of the big guns that carno from timo to time floating across tho hills. Tho fact of thc mat? ter w.as that tho ?*x>r girl was tho victim of a presentiment that something wns going to happen to John. Most people of imaginativo mind have suffered from this kiud of thing at ono time or other in their lives, and have lived to see the folly of it; and, indeed, there was more in the circumstances of thc present sase to excuse tho indulgence in the luxury of presentiments than is usual. Indeed, as it happened, she was not far out-only a six? teenth of un inch or so-for John was very nearly killed. Not fiiw?ng Jess in camp Mrs. Nevillo j Enado her way across to "The Palatial," where . ?he knew the girl sat, crying as she went at the thought of the news that she bad to com- , municate, for the good soul had grown very fond of John Niel. Jess, with that acute isnse of hearing that often accompanies j nervous excitement,- caught tho sound of the j tittie gate at iibe bottom of the garden al- 1 ] ? .Ti;;.,,-., most before her visitor had got through it and ran round the corner of the house to see who it was. One glance at Mrs. Neville's tear stained face was enough for ber. She knew what was coming, and clasped at one of the young blue gum trees that grew along tho path to prevent herself from falling. "What is it?" she said, faintly; ?k he dead?* "Yes, my dear, yes; shot through the headf they say. " Jess made no answer, but clung to the sapling, feeling as though she were going to die herself, and faintly hoping that she might do so. Her eyes wandered vaguely from the foco of the messenger of evil, first up to the sky, then down to the cropped and trodden veldt. Past tiie gate of "The Palatial" garden ran a road,' which, \ as it happened, was a short ont from the scene of the light, end down this road came four Kaffirs and half castes, bearing something on a st-etcher, with three or four carbineers riding behind. A coat was thrown over the face of the form on the stretcher, but the legs were visible. They were booted and spurred, and the feet felt"apart in that peculiarly lax and help? less way of which there is no possibility of mistaking the meaning. "Look!" she said, pointing. . "Ab, poor man, poor man !" said Mrs. Neville, "they are bringing him here to lay him out." Then Jess' beau li Cul eyes closed, and down she went with the bending tree. Presently tho sapling snapped, and she fell senseless witha. little cry, and as she did so the men with the corpse passed on. Two minutes afterward, John Niel, having: heard the rumor of his own death on arrival at tile camp, and greatly fearing lest it should nave get to JeW ears, came cantering hurriedly across, and dismounting as well as his wound would allow, Umped up tho garden path. "Great heavens, Capt. Niel!" saki Mrs. Neville, looking np; "why, we thought that you were dead!* "And that is what you have been telling her. I suppose," he said, sternly, glancing at tho pale and deathlike ?ace; "you might have waited t?l you were sure. Poor girl! it must have given ber a turn," and stooping down, he got bis arms under her, and lifting her with some difficulty, limped off to the house, where ho laid her down upon the table, and, assisted by Mrs. Ne nile, began to do aU in his power to revive her. So obstinate was her faint, however, that their efforts were unavailing, and at last Mrs. Neville started off to the camp to get some brandy, leaving bim to4go on rubbing her hands and sprina* ling water on her face. The good lady had not been gone more than two or three minutes when Jess sud? denly opened ber eyes and sat up, and then slipped her feet to the ground. Her eyes feU upon John mid dilated with wonder, and he thought that sho was going to faint again, for even her Ups blanched, and she began to shake and tremble all over in the extremity of her agitation. "Jess, Jess," be said, "for Gods sake don't look Uke that, you frighten me!" "I thought you were-I thought you were -" she said, slowly, and then suddenly burst into a passion of tears and feU forward upon his breast and lay there sobbing her heart oat, her brown curls resting against his face. It was an awkward position anda most moving one. John was only a man, and the spectacle of this strange woman, to whom he had lately grown so much attached, plunged into intense emotion, awakened, ap? parently, by anxiety about bis fate, stirred him deeply, as it would have stirred any? body. Indeed, it struck some chord in him for which he could not quite account, and its echoes charmed and yet frightened him. What did it mean? "Jess* dear Jess, pray stop; I can't bear to seo you cry so.1* She Hf ted her head from his shoulder and stood looking at him, her hand resting on the table behind her. Her face was wet with tears and looked like a dew washed lily, and her beautiful eyes were alight with a flame that he had never seen in tho eyes of woman before. She said nothing, but her whole face was more eloquont than any words, for there are times when the features can convey a message in a language of their own that is more subtle than any tongue we talk. There she stood, her breast heaving with emotion as the sea heaves'when the fierceness of the storm- bas passed-a very incarnation o ? the hi tensest love of woman. And as sb e stood something seemed to pass before ber eyes and bUnd her, and a spirit took possession of her that absorbed all her doubts and fears, and she gave way to a force that was of her and yet compelled her, as, when the wind blows, the sails compel a ship. And then, for the first time, where her love was concerned, she put out all her strength. She knew, and had always known, that she could master him, and force him to regard her as she re? garded him, did she but choose. How abe knew it sho could not say, but so it was. And now she yielded to an overmastering impute and chose. She said nothiug, she did not even move, she only looked at him. "Why were yon in such a fright about rae?" be stammered. She did not answer, but kept her eyes upon his face, and it seemed to John as though power flowed from, them; for, as she looked, he felt the change come. Everything melted away before the almost spiritual intensity of her gaze. Bessie, honor, his engagement-all were forgotten; the smouldering embers broke into flame, and he knew that ho loved this woman as he had never loved any living creature before-that ho'loved her ev ra as sho loved him. Strong man as he was he shook like a leaf before her. "Jess," he said, hoarsely, "God forgive me! I love you!" and he bent forward to kiss lier. She lifted ber face toward him, then sud? denly changed her mind, and laid her hand apon his breast "You forget," she said, almost solemnly, "you aro going to marry Bessie." Overpowered by a deep sense of shame, and by another sense of the deep calamity that had overtaken bim, John turned and limped from the house. CHAPTER XVIII. AND AFTER. In front of tho door of "The Palatial" was a round flower bed Ailed with weeds aud Sowers mixed up together like the good and avil in tho heart of man, and to the right hand side of this bed stood an old wooden chair with the back off. No sooner had John got outside the door of the cottage than ho became sensible that, what between one thing and another-weariness, loss of blood from his wound, und intense mental emotion -if he did not sit down somewhere pretty quickly he should follow the example set by Jess and faint straight away. Accordingly bo made for the old chair and perched him? self on it with gratitude. Presently he saw Mrs. Nevlllo coming.steaming along the path with a bottle of brandy in her band. "Ah!" he thought to himself, "that will Just come in handy for me. If I don't have a rlass of brandy soon I shall roll off this infernal chair-I nm sure of it." "Where is Jess?'' panted Mrs. Neville. uIn there," he said ; "she has recovered. It would have been better for us both if she hadn't," he added to himself. fW hy. Mess me, Capt. Nicl" how queer you look!" said Mrs, Neville, fanning bersolf wifb lier bat," and tbore is such a row going on it tho camp there: the volunteers swear that they will attack tho military for deserting them, ami I don't know what all; and t!i-y simply wouldn't believe me when I said you were not shot. Why, I never! Look! your !xK>t is full of blood! So you were bit after ill,? "Might I trouble you to give me some brandy. Mr* Novillc?" said John, faintly. She filled a glass she had brought with ber Ijalf full of water from a little irrigation furrow that ran down from thc main sluifc by ?he road, and then topped it up with brandy. He drank it, and felt decidedly better. "Dear me!" said Mrs. Neville, "there are a pair of you now. You should just have seen that girl go down when she saw the hotly :oining along the road I I made sure tliat it pvas you; but it wasn't; They say that it nra? poor Jim Smith, son of old .Smith of dnstenburg. I tell you what it is, Capt. Kiel,-you had latter be careful; if that girl sn't in k>vo with you. she is something very ike ife A girl does not pop over like that for Dick,- Toni or Harry. You Artist forgive an old woman like nie for speaking out piara, I she is au odd girl is Jess, just like ten worn rolled into one so far as her mind goes, and you don't take care yon will get into troub which will be rather awkward, as you a going to marry her sister. Jess isn't a girl have a bit of a Hi rt to pass away the time a have done with it, I can tell you;" and s shook her head solemnly, ns though she si pee ted him pf trifling with his future s?t in law's young affections, and then, witho waiting for an answer, turned and went in the cottage. . As for Jolin, he only groaned. What cou he ?lo but groan? Tho whole thing was si evident, and if ever a man felt ashamed himself that man was John Niel. He was strictly honorable individual, and it cut hi to the heart to think that he had enter on a coarse which was not honorab considering his engageaient to Bess When he. a few minutes before, ht told Jess he loved her he had said disgraceful thing, however true a thing might be. And that was the worst of it; was true; he did love her. . He felt it cox sweeping over bim like a wave as she sto< there looking at him in the room, utter drowning and overpowering his affection f Bessie, to whom he was bound by every tie honor. It was a new and wonderful thin this passion that had arisen within him, as strong man armed, and driven every otb affection away into the waste places of t mind; and, unfortunately, it was an o verms torin g and, as bo already guessed, an endu mg thing. He cursed himself in his shan and ange? as he sat there recovering his eon librium on tho broken chair and tying handkerchief tight round his wound Wot a fool he had been! Why had ho not waite to see which of the two bo really took h Why had Jess. gone away like that ac thrown him Into temptation with her prett sister? He was sure now that she had care for him all along-, Well, there ft waa, and precious bad business tool One thing he wi dear about; it should go no further. He wi not going to break his engagement to Bess! it was not to be thought of. But, all ti same, be felt sorry for himself and sorry f< Jess too. Just then, however, toe bandage on his lc slipped, and the wound began tb bleed so fai that he was fain to limp into the house for a sistance. Jess, who had apparently quite got ovt her agitation, was standing by the table tall ing to Mrs. Neville, who was persuading h< .to swallow some of tho brandy she had bee at such pains to fetch. The moment si caught sight of John's face, which bad no turned ghastly white, and saw the red lit trickling down his boot, she took up her hi that .was lying on the table. "You had better lie down on the old ben stead in the little room," she said; "I ai going for the doctor." Assisted by Mrs. Neville, he was only tc glad to take this advice, but long before ti doctor arrived John had followed Jes example, and, to the intense alarm of Mr Neville, who was vainly endeavoring 1 check the flow of blood, which had now b come copious, gone off into a dead faint. O the arrival of the doctor it appeared that ti bullet bad grazed the walls of one bf ti arteries on the inside of the thigh withot actually catting them, but that they had no* given way, which rendered it necessary i tie tho artery. This operation, with tb assistance of chloroform, he proceeded t successfully carry out on the spot, annoum ing afterward that a great deal of blood ha already been lost. When at last it was over, Mrs. Nevil] asked about John being moved up to tb hospital, but the doctor declared that h must stop where be was, and that Jess mus stop and help to nurse him. with the assist ance of a soldier's wife he would send down. "Dear me," said Mrs. Neville, "that is ver; awkward." "It will be awkwarder if you try to mov him at present," was the grim reply, "for tb silk may slip, in which case the artery wi] probably break out again, and he will blee* to death.1' As for Jess, she said nothing, but set t< work to make preparations for her task o nursing. As fate had once more thro wi them together, she accepted the position gladly, though it is only fair to say that sh? would not have sought it In about an hour's time, just as John wai beginning to recover from the painful effect of t&e chloroform, the soldier's wife who wai to assist her in nursing arrived. She was, ai Jess soon discovered, not only a low stamp ol woman, but.both careless and ignorant inte the bargain, and all that she could be reli?e on to dd was to carry out some of the roughei work of the sick room. When John woke ur. and discovered whose was the presence that was bending over him and whose the cool band that lay upon his forehead, he groaned again and went to sleep. But Jess did not gc to sleep. She sat by him there throughout the night, until at last the cold lights of the dawn came gleaming through the window and fell upou the white face of the man she loved. He was still sleeping soundly, and, as the night was exceedingly.hot and oppressive, she had left nothing but a sheet over him. Before she went to rest a little herself she turned to look at him once more, and as she .did so saw the sheet suddenly grow red with blood. The artery had broken out again. Calling to tho soldier's wife to run across to the doctor, Jess shook her patient until he woke, for he was sleeping sweetly through the whole thing, and would : ?? doubt, have continued to do so until h. -lided into a deeper sleep; and then between t-beni they did what tliey could to.quench that dreadful pumping flow, Jess knotting her handker? chief round his leg aud twisting it with a .stick, while he pressed his thumb upon the severed artery. But strive as they would they were only partially successful, and Jess began to think that be would die in her arms from loss of blood It was agonizing to wait there minute after minute and see his life ebbing away. "I dont think I shall last much longer, Jess. God bless you, dear!" he said "The place is beginning to go round and round" Poor soul, sho could only shut her teeth and wait for the end Presently John's pressure on the wounded artery relaxed; and he faiuted off, and, oddly enough, just then the flow of blood diminished considerably. Another five minutes, and she heard the quick step of the doctor coming np tho path. "Thank God you have come! He has bled dreadfully." "I was out attending a poor fallow who was shot through the lung, and that fool of a woman waited for me to como back, instead of following. I have brought you an orderly instead of her. By Jove, he has bled ! I sup? pose the silk lias slipped. Well, there is only one thing for it. Orderly, the chloroform." And then followed another long half hour of slashing and tying and horror, and when at last the unfortunate John opened hi? eyes again he wa* too weak to speak, and could only ?mile feebly. For three days after this he was in a dangerous state, for if thc artery faacW>roken out for tlie third ti;ne tbe chance!? wero that, haring so little blood left in his veins, ho would dio lx>foro anything eo?kl l>o done for him. At times he was very delirious from weakness, and these were the dangerous hours, for it was almost impossible tor keep him quiet, and every movement throw Jess into an agony of terror lest the silk fastenings of tho artery should break away. Indeed, there was only one Way in which she could keep him quiet/ and that was by laying her slim white hand upon his forehead or giving it to bim to hold. Odd1.}- onoiigby this had more effect upon his fevered mind than any? thing else, For hour after hour she would sit thus, though her ann ached and her back felt as if it Wei* going to break in two, until at last she was rewarded by seeing his wild eyes cease tbWr warriorfngs and close in peaceful sleep. Yet with it all that week was perhaps the happiest time in ber life. There ho lay, tho man? she loved with all tbe intensity of her deep nature i a?? she ministered to him,- and felt that he lovell her, and depended on her as a Iwibe upou its mother. Even In Ids delirium her name was continually on his lips, and generally with some endearing tenn before it. She felt in those* dark hours of doubt andi sickness as though they two were growing life to lifo* knit up in a divine identity she could not analyze or understand. She felt that it Was so, and she believed that, once being so, whatever b^r future might be, that com ? minnon could never be oissoivea, ana tnere I fore was she happy, though she knew that his j recovery meant their lifelong separation. For ; though Jess had once, when thrown utterly off her balance, given her passion swayr it was ! not a ruing she meant to repeat. She hod, she felt, injured Bessie enough already in taking her future husband's heart That she could ? not help now, but she would take no* mora> j John sbonld go bach to her sister. I And so she sat and gazed at that sleeping man through the long watches of the tight and was happy. There lay ber joy. Soon nv would be taken from her and she would be left desolate, but while he lay there be waa bera. It was passing sweet to ber woman's heart to lay her hand upon him and see him sleep, for this desire to watch the sleep of a beloved object is one of the highest and strangest rnunifestatio?? ot passion. Truly r and with a keon insight into the human heart, bas tho poet said that there is np joy like the joy of a woman watching what abe loves asleep. The time went on and the artery broke out no more, and then at last came a morning when John opened his ' eyer and watched the pale, earnest face herding over him as though he were trying to remember' something. Pres* ently he shut his eyes again. He had remem? bered, . 1 have been very 31, Jess," he said, after a pause. ' ?' "Yes, John?? "And you have nursed rne^ .?Yes, John.* ^ ^ "Am I gomg to recover I* "Of course you are.* . Ho shut his eyes again. "I suppose there is no news from outsider . "No more; things are just the same." "Nor from Bessief "None; we are quite cut off." Then caine ? pause. "John," said Jen, "I want to say something to you. When, people are delirious, or when delirium is coming on, they sometimes say things that they are not responsible for, and which had better be forgotten.* ^es," he said; "I understand," "So," she went on, in the same measured tone, "we wffl forget everything yon may *WB WILL rOIiOET EVERYTHING. fancy that you said or that I did since the time when, you came : in wounded and found that I had fainted." "Quite so," said John; "I reaocnce teem all* "We renounce them all,0 aha corrected, and gave a solemn little nod of her head and sighed, and thus they ratified that audacious compact of oblivion. * But it was a lie, and they both knew that it was a lie. If love had existed, before, was there anything in hts helplessness, and her long and tender care to make it less! Alas! no; rather was their companionship tile more perfect and their sympathy the more com? plete. "Propinquity, air; propinquity," as the wise man said; we know the evils of it From that day forward they forgot that scene in the sitting room of "The Palatial," when Jess pot ont ber strength and John bent and broke before it like a rush before the wind. Surely it was a part of the delirium! They forgot that now, alas I they loved .each other with a love that did hat gather force from its despair. They talked of Beatie, and of John's marriage, and dtaenssed Jess* plans ; for going to Europe, justas though these were not matters of spiritual life and death to each of them, In abort, however they might for one brief moment have gone as? tray, now, to their honor he. it said, they f ol [ lowed the path of duty with' unflinching feet, nor did they cry when the stones cut them. But it was all a living lie, and they knew it For between them stood the inrevocable Past, who for good er evil had bound them together in bia unchanging bonds, and with cords that could not be broken. fop BE CQXtPfUKDj Sweet Potatoes. Thia ia the favored time for enlarging the area in sweet potatoes. The tines planted now will.do aa well, if not bet*, ter, than the ?lipa from the old bed. But whether cut vin ea or slips be ased, plantings in Jane and, July will, make cheaper and better keeping .tabers -than plantings made ..daring the months of April and May, because they grow off at once and require mach less cultiva? tion. We used to take a pride in set? ting the earliest slips ?nd the largest area early in the season, until we dis? covered that some of oar neighbors who. were not so smart made more and better potatoes by planting later. We consider the sweet potato crop as possessing great undeveloped possibili? ties. It ia about the cheapest hog food that can be produced in our climate sod certainly one of the most healthful as ! well as convenient. An important \ ' secret in sweet potato planting .is to have the ground well prepared before- 1 band and freshly plowed just before setting ont the slips or vines. If not j convenient to reverse the beds after a 1. rain and jost before planting, the patch , should be piowed, or at least hoed, jus: as soon as practicable. Plants set in a sodden, compact soil do not Sourish and grow off as well as if set in a mellow, j freshly-plowed soil. | Io planting vines we hare found it 1 ' to pay to prepare the cuttings with some I degree of care, dividing them into pieces 1 containing from three to five leaves' (ac- i cording to distance between leaves) and . inserting two to three joints only in thc ground There will be fewer pota- . toes in a hill, but they will be larger . and smoother than when much more of the vine ia inserted in the ground.-?. J. Redding, in Southern Cultivator for '{ June. ( Whence Came tbe Potato ? It may interest the readers of the j Cultivator to know that in his popular j work, entitled 'The Andes and the , Amazon/ the late Prof. Orton says ^ the so-called *Ir?8b' potato is a native of ? the Andes mountains. Bis statement ( is not original. It is made by the early Spanish explorers and missionaries ? early in the sixteenth century*. The gin orally accepted theory is tlrw the potato was iotrodnced into 8paro?by t the Spaniards from the neighborhoojf of ] Quito, and that from Spain iVsbon < gpread into the Netherlands, Burgundy | and Italy. How it got into North 'j America rs not known, bat it is general- f ly supposed to have been introduced j by thc Spaniards soon after the conquest of Mexico i for, so far as I know, it has never been claimed that it was < found io a wild state north of the J < isthmus of Fan am a. It was rotf od ac? ed in Ireland for the first time in 1565; from Virgwia, by Sir Jobo Hawkins, a glare trader j and in confirmation .of the theory that it is indigenous to 4h&. Andean district of South America, ? may state that I bare myself seen it growing.wild io various- patts of tho interior of Columbia^ And yet the .Irish/ potato has been/ used as an article of food fa China fron* time imm?morial: You see it every where from Canton to Pekin, and freer Shanghai to the most western limit* of the vast Empire ; and I ne Ter ?aw tx China man who would admit that it had not originated io his own country. In fact, I hare been assured, by some Jesuit missionaries who penetrated to the far inferior of tbe mountain districts, that it is sometimes seen in a wild State near the borders of southern" Toibet. Why should it not hare been indi? genous to both oonf?nenfa?" The same conditions of donate and soil that would produce it in the- moan taina of tropical and sub-tropical America would, H would seem, produce it in Asia, and it ts ' probable that the peoples of ? both con tinenta used it as an article of food ages before they were aware of each other* - existence. Next to rice, it is tooday the chief article of food in China and Japan, and in many parts of Asia it is as much relied upon by the common people as it is in Ireland or in Ecuador. - - Wt?iam- L, Scruggs in-. S&u?hem - Cultivator for June. . Healthy Hog-Feed* We have ; long .believed that the , predisposing causea of hog cholera ... are insufficient or unnatural food and want of plenty of porc' w?ter. The d i 8ease is well known to be in- - fc?tious, but it is known; thai-even " infections diseases more readily at? tack where there are predisposing causes. Th? bog, in astate of nature, is herbivorous, subsisting ort roots, grass and nuts, and ranging , the: woods and swamps unresirained. The nearer we can keep to nature in . the management of stock, supple? menting natural supplies by- the arts of culture, and protecting against undue exposure to inclement weataer, the more healthy, and vigorous the animals will be. ?very farmer ahonld provide an abundance of green and f~? succulent jbod throughout the spring and summer, to be ioUowed: iii the fall and winter by nuts, tubers, grain j and oil-cake. -<jrreen'TO?8tiog ears, stalk - ^d all, sorghrim; ' collards, clover, fallen fro?t' ?nd many of the natural grasses of the field afford a succession and variety that .leave lit? tie to be desired duriug the growing months ; and sweet-potatoes, chufas, - .. peanuts, fieldrpeas,, artichokes^ et?v ?? answer the demands "of the 'season further on, and prepare the porkers - for the smoke-house. What a list of* food resources for man and beast we have in the South !-R. J ^Redding, in Southern Cultivator for June. The Naked Truth Revealed. The New York World, in speaking of the benefits to derived from advert?a'. " ing in a home paper says s ?Many -a merchant * wfio places s $100 advertisment in his village pa- * per begrudges bis in vestment, ?beait- . is worth to him doable what be pays for it. Advertising rates of the city newspaper would astonish each bas?- " ness men. One column in .tbe Chicago Tribune costs the advertiser $25,0(X~ per annum. The New York Serai) receives for its lowest price $36.562* and for its highest .price $62.980, The New York. Tribune for .its lowest $20,054, and for the highest ?8^,64$, and these papers,., it, is stated, never lack for ad ver tism en ts to fill their col? umns, and still there are lots of people who wonder, why a country newspaper cannot be furnished to subscriben aa low aa the dailies are sola for T. A Beautiful and ' Accomplished Young Lady of Hampton Deli? berately Hangs Herself. Information was recerved at this of 8ce late yesterday aft ern ooo of tbe mosi tragic and heart-rending affair that we have ever been called on te chronicle that of a refined and intelligent young lady deliberately changing jbeteelL She was a most beaatifai yoaug ,Udyr the pride of her father's home and the cynosure of all eyes ? society .circles -in fact she was one of the most loveable character? ie all that commun? ity. Her sudden disappearance fro? home yesterday morning created suspi? cion on the part of the family .that something was wrong, and an imm?? diate search was instituted to learn of ber whereabouts and to see if anything had happened to her. All the neigh? bore* houses io the village, where she' ' was wost to go and spend tbeevearagsy were visited bat sba could not be found, md the suspense grew terrible io. the family. One of the . searching f>srty suggested that she might he'4a the ?arden, where she had often been- seek? ing secluded spots where she might read aumolested. The searching party en^ tered the gate, and there before their tawiidered gaze under the grape arborr they saw'the object of their , search banging-to the neck of her best fel? low.-Barnwell People. - i mm ' . . ?' **?* Mr. M. H. Brennen, first sergeant )f the Governor's Guards, has beeB in faced to accept au invitation. to go to the National "Drill at Washington with the Lee Light Infantry of Chester, [Illing the same position. Hr. Bren? nen leaves to-day and will enter fer the individual priie offered. Everybody who understands his proficiency hi roillitary matters know that it will not be his fault if the Lee Light Infantry lout bring back the whole $26,500 of prizes oSered-Columbia Register May 20. ? Recently the Marion Star contained g he fo^o?iag : 'The many friends of Rev. ?^\BisseU, of the Mullins Cir ioit ia^tfctt' county, will regret to learn . ; hat he is snfFering with temporary tDeration of mind and at the advice of rienda bas gone to thc Lunatic Asylum lt Columbia^**? treatment."' There ar? a^Dut fifteen thousand men mt of employment *tn Chicago on a? ;ou?t of strikes. . I.-... .. .. - ':-s Y<:'--"s^' . . ? - ?. .;-.'?.'.''^f::?<v& " .' ;:. ^M??