Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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^^^^lff-r~jft??&M?t?/rom First Page. g^l?l?^ i?r>.if ?he had preserved her honor, B^^pgl?^^i?r^y married and eat for ^^^gMB^^yj&'.tfo*a him? That would save ber ^^^^?ty;^?uch he- had thought sallied. No ^^^^t^j?ra;of scorn could ever "be pointed at her. ^^^p^?.??et;s&e would be lost to bim forever, ^^^^^iar?ive bim, then, if he would rather ^^^&^hor. - Would she never answer ? She laid ^^^tn^her-needle and turned her face np to ^^^^nrf him. Ho trembled like a child as be P^plKJttched ber bps part; ra a moment his fate ^^jJKt?d be decided. It was terrible that his ^^^^?jpiaess could come only through her ^^fitwiieyaiid her honor meant a life of despair g^SK^2oiieliae?lbr bim, but so it seemed to lllpgi. she replied. g^^^nt?t J?od>'? be whispered. The strain ||^?w?xe?|!?v?d. She had established her own S^?2isgrEe?nntt.bor own lips, without a drocp |l?|pn? of her eyes, without a quiver of ber Hps. Kife;^??'- t?;:b^softered in his very nope, it ^pl^wqcnded bim that he must rejoice in ber. ^S^jihinie^it-was almost as if he had caused it ^^?H*;l|?otf low over her shoulder. ?n another gg^awunent be would have told her of the un Tchanning. passion-of his love. All. the pj^Z/^woxds. o? bis nature were broten down now. ^Kbole soul seemed dissolving in ineffable ^^tendernesa for this cold .woman, into whose f^^caJm, beautiful eyes be looked so hungrily. ipllp^Li^^ Mr. Breton?" ^^^%"3lck .EBings.vurUi flashed ber small black P? Neyes in delight Philip started back in ill ^V-i^concealed dismay, but Bertha's face changed ?|?p -aotron? shade of expression as she rose mag ;%:^i?&3iu?j to ber feet and swept from the Tlc^irfy of tho bouse looked unpleasantly 'partit ftnmy, sbe dont seem to like nie? Ipg? -?>3 yon suppose it is that Curran scrape that ^|^^^bt?pt?thor so much above mef |?3^- Pt?hp glanced savagely at her; he could |f^ajwatltttfastrock ber, without thinking of ?Ko?^ "Womanhood, there was such a snake like ^^^3oiokin:tb&gfoto^ing black eyes. On? might . as well reproach a wild creature of the forest f|p^tor following but ?ts in??ncts-; but after a >S?%~- **3frs. Kflmgsworth forgets she is a lady?" |l0>-. Bayabe, was beautiful, if not a lady, har f^'Z^hot t?ood lighting up ber round olive cheeks t0^-:?5&m:i?:i&mx* liquid fire and ber curled lips ^S ;';^kT-iQg;bke a perfect rose just bursting into ^?.f^i?cwM.''' 2R>' maa could look at ber now and ^jjcabt ?set a mad soulless fascination for ber, a ^^^asd??t?o?-the greater because mired with P^^Snoioco.i S3? was a perfect type of the ^Sr;i"?oniiu?ood that" can madden a man with B^j^JjaiafcH? wi ilium! fniiilii nw that can wreck M^?^']3?*> banish every noble hope or ideal i^.^front;rhis sod and feed bim nothing bot ^^>' ^Cs ,strang? what makes a lady,** she ^^f-isrwwed bim in growing excitement. ^^^Sb?r^Ber?? is one no matter what v?e s&e sinks to, but I cant whisper one ||wc>. Sbisc?n? close to him and pot ber burn i^i^Sjagitogers on ms band. "Tour horse loves ' . joa better than that woman. She will tor ^^^B?yoa ta death, let ber alone." Then she ?^--!sprang away from him, and walked back p; ':-vrard* and f orward clasping and unclasping .v.-"'; lier caging fingers" in her old habit, "Oh, I &^^a*??^Ibate ber;bnt what good is it? I ?|i \ woald-dash myself to pieces to break ber, but ? r Icpuldnot. She steals my lover and then y '':" ^?eavtab?n. She cernes back disgraced in the : r ?yes,?* ber own fainer; but she does not feel : 3t>??: it Andnow comes her lover with bis riches, and. offers everything to ber. She deserves nothing, but gets everything." She would ^^'---bava- raved on, but Philip Breton walked slowly out of tba room. Nothing could ever 'r?ijZ" Jac^bim new; he preferred the woman she -maligned to all tho other hopes or possessions % ."' in ti? worltt CHAPTER XTTiTT - 1K> APTBECIATIOr? OF EKBKOIDE&Y. It%astbenext afternoon, as Philip Breton ! wa? unhitching Joe from tba post, that be v- bad occasion to doff bis bat to Mrs. KUings *' wot^^drrvingby witb ber husband. They ?adeavexy pretty picture of marital bliss; perhaps they were all the happier because ~:y aeltber of them had souls. Philip bad been .: inbeadmg to go tonis factory,'there.was ?c : sou? business he ought to attend to, but the . godden assurance that Bertha was alone I mad? his heart give a great bound: What ] better tiree than now to tell her of his unal- j tared love, to wincher promise to let bim makaber happy? Bo his business was post poned, and be rang ti? bell at Mr. Kllings werth^ instead: .**25bt in?" be repeated, after the servant in di?fasf:- Would bis luck never change? Had aba been frightened, ?t bis manner the night : bet?re, and gone away to avoid his unpleas ant saitr "Bot sb? isnt far away,* and th* giri ^?YTW Air fly? dimppofntrnpnt that hM ramp, ?tfer his face. "I guess, now, you will find - ^atpBt?iefgardenj or I will call her if yoe "Sb. dont cattber/? and Phihp hurried out td the garden. What more fitting place for what be had to say if be could find his voice fdr Uss great lump in bia throat.. Be must be very eloquent to persuade ber, to answer all . ber objections, to assure ber that it was not pity that moved bim, for abe would re? sent that, but lovera love that craved ber above aB the world* .SJ? looked up from ber embroidery at the sound of bis footsteps and smiled. Her banty might aH go, as its first bloom and freshness had gone, and ber cheeks fade like tie autumn leaves whose glowing tints they bad once worn; her golden hair might whiten vith age, be knew it would make nb differ aaoe in bis lova Sba wore tho same dress ste bad-worn in that other garden scene. ?3? bad grown thin and gone back to the .dresses of ber girlhood. It was a light blue fflfe\ open low in tho neck, filled in with nest? ling folds of lace The sunbeams made their way through thc low banging trees, and with them came the breath of the roses, and ti? bumming o?-the bees, just as on that other day. Pbihp seated himself on the bench beside her, and tried to make bis voice calm as he ?aid: . . 'd **Do you remember when you last wore tfcjdressr ~ Would she bc frightened at the intensity of gentleness in his voice? But abe smiled os frankly at him as if be wa ber brother. "Oh, yes." Ha put bis band on ber arm, cool as if love and passion were forever outside her experi 4BSe. "Bertha, I love you more now than then. I win not frighten you with my ve? hemence; I have learned to conquer myself. I irfil cherish you as a child, but, oh, Bertha, I want to be near you." . . JZba woman did not draw away from him Sba was looking with a changed expression st bia eager face-the face of the lover whom no coldness could chill ; who returned again ??ter her desertion of him; whom no shame could alter. He bad stirred something like fj$*f?r~irt\rvr^ QI ber afc Tw^t? A tiu^o ot delicate eoJcrrose from ber neck among the folds ot tose, and mounted to the roots of her golden Bair. It was the first time he had ever mo ved tor. "And yon love me as much now as that ?ay I feH asleep on your shoulder-ages ago, lt must have been?" Then her great blue ayes drooped under the intensity of love that looked from bis face-a love beyond her power to understand. He gathered her hands in his. "As much and more-a deeper, purer, gentler love that wiS protect you against its own very vehe? mence-that would rather make sacrifices far you than joys for itself." - "Take me, then," and she let him draw her j atad on bis breast, where she felt the throb? bing growing mightier and mightier, though , be only pressed his hps upon her cool fore-* j head. Then she drew back. She did not look j in his face, which had a great light in it, J perhaps she was ashamed that. s?;e had noth- j lng to giro hun, ashamed that her heart was i so cold u'ider the rapture that looked out of "Bot Philip, you must not hurry me too mach. I am slow, and this is so sudden, 1 -would as soon nave thought of an earth ? quake." Then she glanced wonderingly at ?rn aff if to make sure. "Ah, Ph?ip, you rta? UTI1 > a better love than mine." But he ! caught her hand to his lips, and held it there : while he covered it with kisses, would rather the flower you wear in your bosom than any woman in the world Insides yon. I learned to love with yon, Bsrtha." '. Bat sba took ber hand away uneasily. T?:?: **Bot you wont burry me, w?l you, Philipr v Bow could she ask him to wait much longer? p^f*rJf yon do" S,; "Ob, nb-I w?l give jon a whole week." ' S? iaughed, and. then grew suddenly very 8 i journey ?rtt*" and her 4C? wiH go with yon. It shall be vif wed* ding 3?urney.w She "flushed nervously-"Oh, no, not yet." Whore could she be going? To ono last interview with Curran, perhaps, and he felt that he could not bear one thought bf bini should ever cross her soul ag&in. Htfw short a titee it took to spoil his happiness. The glow had left his heart, the light had gone out of his eyes, all in a moment. Is misery then the only thing that cari fast? "?nly this onceTn4?fce. said. "Yon shall go ?with me always then." His mood "melted and in a moment he was kneeling before her. "Oh,Bertha, be fair with me-for you hold me in the hollow- of your hand. Do riot fail me now when yon. have seemed so near me." She put her hand on his bowed head, per? haps some sweet word trembled on her lips. Ho hungered for it, and when sho did not speak, he looked up into the face of bas bride. She had seemed so far from ^?im, a world could not have parted them moro, but he was at her feet, and she had promised to be his wife. "My dear Philip, excuse me, hut yon are crushing my embroidery.a So he was. Ho was kneeling on it in his fond idolatry, as if a piece of worsted work was of no account. He found his feet and cast a pathetic glance at the square of canvas before he stooped to pick it up. Ii was strange, indeed, that he should have been so carried away in his pas? sionate ardor as not to notice what ho was kneeling on. "I hope I have not ruined your work," he said, simply. Ko, he had only rumpled it a little, and he would have been willing to pur? chase ail the canvas and worsted in two cities, rather th*T Save missed the tender word he thought was on her lips. CHAPTER XXTV. WOMAN'S SYMPATHY. Bertha has returned, never to leave her lover again, in safety, and still faithful to him; his fears were unfounded,' his suspi? cions rebuked." It was only last evening that he had looked into her beautiful eyes once more, and it was to-day she had told him he might come again. It was a great day for Philip for another reason. He was to break ground this morning for a new Thill, who?e walls and foundations would be laid in love and justice. In the-mill yard a hundred la? borers waited with their spades over their shoulders, and with them the young mill owner, grasping a spade like the rest. At the contractor's word tho_iron glistened in tho sunlight, and in an instant moro a hundred and one spades struck earth. Ten thousand eager workmen all over the land were wait? ing on the undertaking. Each night 10,000 anxious tongues will ask how many feet the now walls have risen that day; will reproach tho masons if they aro slow, will bress them if they work mijQfc?y. The looms in the Breton mills are still to? day, the great water wheel is unharnessed from the myriad belts, while the men and women and children gathered around the great parallelogram marked out by the engi? neers for the foundation of the new mill It was to bo their mill, too, and tho face cf the poorest crotore of them all reflected a little of the blessed hope which was making life over for them. Not a voice was heard. For tEo moment ail eyes were fixed on the bend? ing forms. Philip Breton's slight form was bent, too, as he drove his spade deep into the stubborn sod. Every laborer stayed bia hand until the young master threw up the first earth;. Then a cheer broke from each brawny throat, and every spade at once lifted its burden of green turf. The hundred laborers bent again td their task, and the frightened daisies trembled on j their green stems, but Philip, spade in hand, had mounted the steps of the nearest mill, and now locked down kindly on the opera? tives who gathered expectantly about bim. "I mean that not ono injustice shall ever desecrate these hew walls. -I mean that the m?l shall bo a temple of co-operation. I be? lieve tho world is just entering on a new epoch} more glorious than any before, because blessings that have been confined to thc few, comforts that have comforted only the few, leisure and amusement, even, that has cheered only the few, shall be universal; that each hand that tills the earth shall share in its bountiful harvests, which now pack the store houses of a few in useless profusion; that each hand that weaves our clots shall share m its profits according to his worth. It isn't because the world is so poor that you have been poor so long; but because its wealth is wasted. Yet be patient. Violence only destroys, it does not build up, and every ar? ticle of wealth destroyed leaves so much less of your heritage. We will not work any more today; it shall be a holiday to be kept sacred in our memories, as an inspiration to more faithful labor and more honest, con? tented lives; But for a moment nd one moved, till he leaned his spade against the wall, and started to come dowm Then a murmur ran through the crowd till it swelled to a cheer,* and as he made his way orft, ho had to clasp a thou? sand dingy hands, reached out to tibe young master >_n tpken of the love and trust of a thousand brightened lives. His destiny that had frowned so long and so terribly, smiled at last As if by a mirado his life, that had seemed so dreary and bar? ren, was become a path of flowers. All dangers were averted, all evils turned into blessings, and it was .?o' short a time ago that he saw no spark of joy in life. It had been like a day when the clouds hftd shut away the sun, and settled gloomily over the earth for a storm. A shadow creeps into every human face,- darkness cowers in every home, the birds flutter in terror from tree to tree, or nestle fearfully in their retreats. The very brooks moan instead of babbling. Then suddenly tho summer sun burns through the clouds, which scatter to their caves beneath the hills: the rippling rivers glisten and sparkle like rarest jewels, and the birds break forth in song as they mount in ecstasy toward the sunlight. Not a human thing but brightens into sudden gladness. So short a time ago he thought life only a dull, cheerless struggle, that he rose in the morn? ing heavy and disheartened, that he lay down . at night, careless if be slept forever. But suddenly the world looked like ari enchanted palace to Philip Breton, and his life seemed as perfect as a day in paradise. It was at 3 o'clock that he was to go to Bertha, and it was only ii when he was ready and waiting in his study for this last slow hour between him and happiness to slip away. He looked np the street and down again, but the streets were quite deserted; He might have fancied the world all gone to sleep had he not heard the roar of the waters going over the dam. Then he glanced at thc clock If he had not heard its loud ticking he would have been willing to swear tho hands must have stopped. He picked up a newspaper and tried to interest himself in it. What a child he was, to be sure, not to know how to wait. Did he imagine there would be nothing moro for him to wait for after to? day? His eyes glanced impatiently down the pages. There seemed to be absolutely nothing in the paper at all; he must stop his subscrip? tion; he might as well write to the publishers now; it would take up a little of his surplus time. But what was this odd looking adver? tisement in such very black type: Divorces obtained without trouble or pub? licity for any cause desired. Address, in strictest confidence, John T. Giddings, No 4 Errick square, Lockout. "Well, well," soliloquized Philip, ' after reading the card a second time, "our corpo? ration counsel" is come down pretty low, get? ting bogus divorces for a livelihood." Tben he glanced at his watch: he was out of temper with the pretty little clock. Per? haps allowing fifteen minutes for the distance to Bertha's house he might not be very much too early. Philip found Bertha standing. She gener? ally preferred to sit. And she wore an anxious look be had never seen on her face before. He thought to make her laugh "I suppose Mrs. Ellingsworth will not miss her chance to spoil our tete-a-tete." "She is not in town," and Bertha turned to the window again. "She went yesterday. Do you know whether she has any relatives ir-in VincboroF "Why that is where you"- Philip bit his lip; "no, I didn't know thai she had." He came up to where Ac stood, and, wher. she did not speak again, he tried to take her hand. But she drew away from his touch with a gesture of impatience. "I am in no mood for foolishness." Ic seemed foolishness to her. then! Ther^ was a pang of pain about his heart, and then a thought struck him. "You are not afraid of her, aro your She drew herself up to ber full height in ber old superb arrogance, and her lips curled in scorn. "I will be afraid of no one. If I owe no one a duty I need not be afraid." She seemed to be gathering force for an instant, while Jurjxid ?g?;x?ste$. oa^faceof the man ?^^J&^l^^j*r4?y. "imxtsb laka bock < . "Do yo? owe me nothing now, then?" he pleaded in a startled voice. "Perhaps solves, 1 think I ought not to make you miserable." "Then dc not leave me; do not kill me, Bertha, after letting me hope." He had seized h??r hand again, but she would not let him draw her to him. "But I should make you miserable." She dropped her eyes before his. "You would not like-like*' "I will take all the blame, then." He put his arm about her, and this time she did not repel him "I call God to witness you will not be responsible; I will forgive you every? thing, my darling." She was in his arms, but still she hold back her face from him. "7 will forgive you everythingT uAnd yon wont bl?m? me, whatever hap? pens?" "Ko, oh, never." The color?enme back Into his face; his triumphant heart se?t the hot blood through every vein and artery. "And you will remember I warned your "Yes," he whispered, "and will remind you of it when you have made me tho hap? piest man in the world. Bfct we won't wait till Jane comes back; we will be married to? morrow.1* "Oh, no." Her smile was very beautiful and sweet, but as cold as the river Of death. "The day after, then. Say the day after to-morrow, before anything has Hmo to hap? pen." He saw her lips were forming for ? l?no," but ho kissed it away; and another and another, till she broke away from him with a laugh. "Well, yes, then; but you will be sorry for it to the end of your life." He made her put on he? hat after tea and they went acrtiss tha fields to the village cemetery. He had stirred her by bis enthusiasm to an unwonted pitch, but now she had- become colder than ever, and very silent. It seemed as if she were sorry for what she had prom? ised, and Philip was afraid each moment that she would open her lips and take it all back. He talked very eagerly to her all the way to take up her mind, telling her all the plans he had made and how gloriously they seemed to be succeeding. She did not make much response to what he said, but he was only too glad that she did not repeat the words she had met him with in the after? noon. At last they stood by a massive pillar of granite; not. broken to signify an incom? plete life work, but perfect in symmetry and finished in outline. Bertha could make out in the deepening twilight the name bf "Ezekiel Breton" cut deep into the everlast? ing stone. "I wish my father had seen things a littla differently, and could have laid the founda? tions of all tho mills in justice and charity. - He could not seo that we are all men together, and the wants that he had the workmen suf? fered too. He did what he thought was right, as do so many thousand men to-day, whose every breath means a harder burden for the poor." "What is the use of considering the poor; They have no gratitude. And then they are made differently from us; they have then place; let them be content with it. Your father was right" How cold and hard her voice was, and be had seen her so enthusiastic over the wrongs of the poor. "But they ought to have a chance to enjoy a little more of what they earn, there are so many of them:" But sho made no answer, and Philip's heart sank with the conviction that he must carry out his great work' as he had begun it, alone.- He had counted on her sympathy; he had felt sure of it, and he was so lonely among the grand ideas he had summoned into his soul, but perhaps it was not best for him: a man never knows. It was quite dark when he bade Bertha goodnight at her gate. Ko had kept her hand for a moment after she would have gone, in the thrilling indulgence of the sense of possession. His heart was very full, his hope was almost blossoming into reality; at last when it had seemed blighted once into despair. Only two more days, and all the storms that might rage could never separate them, but must only make her dear white arms cling the closer to him. Why had she not said to-morrow? it was almost too much too hope that God would hold back ali his thunderbolts, and all tho myriad messen? gers of evil for two days. Tho wonderful fate Shat had brought her back as from death to him, that had saved her so strangely from another meeting with the man whoso Voice would meit her will, and madden her brain a second time, mado him the more afraid now. The tide might turn, perhaps to-morrow, perhaps to-night, and carry his darling out to sea, away from harm once more and for? ever. But how cold and firm her hand was. .Ah, how glad he would have been for one little tremor in it. "Bertha?" he Said almort piteously, "have you nothing oise for mo to-??ght V "I think it is all you should ask if I don't take back my promise.'' Then she seemed to be musing for an instant "I am sony you like me so much. What is there about me"-' "How are the mighty fallen/" It was Mr. Ellingsworths voice, as that gentleman saun? tered toward tho two young people. ''There is something in this newspaper I have marked for you. One of our old friends has found his level at last-mu.**, you go" this minute? Weil, good nigh?." It was a long time before Philip could get to sleep that night in his great quiet house. Thero were so many tender thoughts and memories, now coming out in clear relief in his brain, now grouped with' others, and again lost in a vague sense of delight He remembered Bertha's attitudes and her movements; he imagined how much more kindly sh? might bar* meant tlian she had said,- and ho blessed her that she had yielded to his prayers when he so nearly had lost her forever. But what could she'have been afraid of, how could Jane Ellingsworth barm herr What was there in her history worse than he knew* Poor little girl, could there be anything more terrible than what he had forgiven? How far she was from knowing how wonderful a thing love can be? Well, ho might as well look at Ellingsworths newspaper now as any? time, he was not able to sleep apparently. Who could it bo that had found his level at last * Philip struck a match and ht the gas. Then be fumbled in his pockets and finding the newspaper at last, unfolded it, looking for the marked paragraph. It was not in the editorials, nor in the locals. Philip turned the inner pages out, nor in the political news, ft couldn't r>e an advertise? ment: yes-it was this: Divorces obtained without trouble or pub? licity for any cause desired. Address, in strictest confidence, John T. Giddings, No. 4 Errick square, Lockout "The idea." laughed Philip to himself- "of my getting up to read his card in another paper. I hope I shall never hear of him again now." CHAPTER XXV. WHAT AHE WE WArTING FOR? The bay span were tossing their heads im? patiently at the gate, and still tho young bridegroom delayed in his house. It was the evening he was to be married, and when he i entered tho arched doorway again Bertha would bo with him. So ho must make one final tour of his home to see if there j was any last finishing stroke of work j necessary to make it worthy of his beautiful j bride. He found all his servants, the new grace? ful maid to wait upon the door, the portly butler to wait upon the table, ?nd all; and in? structed them carefully in their duties. The in? tricate domestic mechanism must work with not one jar or rattle to disturb the new mis tressL Ufe w?nt into th^yirawing room and looked about him. ?The grand piano tba had been closed and locked so long was oper and thc music placed on the rack as if it wer but yesterday that Bertha had sat before il Ho remembered how her round, white arr had outdazzled the ivory keyboard the las time he had seen her hero. The chintz cover had been removed from the furniture, whos bluo damask upholstery seemed fairly smi ing with delight to have escaped from it mask. In the embrasure of the window lool ing out to the street, where tho three laborer had stood the evening our storj- commences lay a little volume of exquisito cngraving? as if some admirer had just put it down Philip glanced at the pago where it waa open It was a Magdalene; and a shadow passe over his face at the suggestion. He turned i few leaves andfepread th* volume open again This time it was Marguerita. I?patient!; he closed the book, which seemed to hare n< beautiful picture but it would insulthk bride He had not made the slightest change ? the study-his father's room-where he ba< learned too to fight ont his spiritual battles It would be a profanation to alter ono foat , ure of the room; fc should be alway-3 as i was th? day Ezekiel Breton died. Philij opened the door and looked in for a moment then with a full heart he made his way u] the oaken stairs. The roo? he next entere< was furnished in the. shade of blue tba Bertha loVed best, the s?k upholstered loungi that made one drowsy to look at it, th sleepy hollow easy chair, the dressing tabli and toilet ?et. Over the 'windows hunj lambrequins of a darker tint, softened again however^ in the flowing curtains below Even the drop lamp had a blue porcelaii shade so that no such thing as white ligh should ever enter Bertha's boudoir. Phili] imagined her sittiug in the easy chair lifting her eyes wonderingly to him, her husband who never grew tired of telling her she wa beautiful; or he pictured her asleep on th? lounge one white hand by her side, the othei beneath her cheek How' much of bi thoughts were vague dreaming? Could it b< she was at last to be his; lighting tho gl?*om) old house with the radian co of her presence AU his other life faded in his memory at thc brightness of his joy in her. It seemed? small tiing to him that he had lifted 1,000 lives into a new plane of existence that he bad given hope td 1,000 desperat* hearts-compared with the hopo of makins this one woman happy and of living in hex smiles. But he suddenly started from his fond rev. ery, and passed into another room, all as white as some cave in a mountain of snow. Tho mantel was bf marble-, the curtain? cloud like masses of snowy lace; and even the upholstery of the chairs, and tho carpet wai white damask His heart beat fast as he stood for a moment in tho chamber, then he went softly out and locked the door behind him, so that no foot should cross its feacred threshold till its mistress carrie: It was to be a very quiet wedding-nc guests, no cards, no banquet: The shortest and simplest form that could make a man and woman ono was enough But the hour was past, and yet there was ho wedding ; tho bride, all dressed, waited to be called from her room; the .young bridegroom paced to and fro across the parlor floor. There waa no minister. The clock, struck the half hour. It was half past eight Mr. Ellingsworth sat in the parlor reading tho erening paper in unbroken tranquility. Philip was wondering whore Jane could be; whether sho was indeed pr* paring a terrible blow for tho whito bosom of bis bride. "What could she do? "Ah! I think I hoar tho carriage," re? marked Mr.- EUmgsworth, laying aside hi? paper with a little yawn. "From which direction," asked Philip, listening eagerly, while the feverish blood rushed into his face< Mr. Ellingsworth weat to the window. "Why, from both directions. It sounds to me like two carriages. I will go out and see." Philip hurried to the window and raised it, but it was pitch dark; he could see nothing. Who could be in that second carriage? He wanted to bo called, but no one came for bim? He beard the doors open and shut, and indis? tinguishable voices, but no ono called him. Th*n he made his way out into the hall ia vague terror: He thought of his bride wait? ing up stairs, and set ins teeth for the wor.:t No earthly power, no vileness of calumny, no shameful disclosures' should move him. His bride waited for him, ready to be his when he called for her. Ah ! he would not shame her, though fdl hell hissed at her. But how fanciful he was. He could hear the mild mannered minister talking in his polite tones. He caught his complacent laugh. Thank God for it Nothing could have hap? pened He walked along the hall. Tho voices came from tho dining ro*dm. There was the minister's laugh again. He pushed open the door and Went in.' The minister rose, with tho especial defer? ence for wealth that marks many of the priests of God, and gave the young man's hand an affectionate squeeze. ."No doubt Mr. Breton is ready. It is the bridegrooms who should always bo impatient I believe 1 am right, am I not, Mrs. Ellingsworth ?" Mrs. Ellingsworth-Philip started violently and the color left his face. She bad returned in time then. "Not always," she smiled strangely and reached out her hand to Philip. It was but a woman's hand, small and velvety, bat he touched it as if there wore a dagger in its whito palra. He knew by tho look of evil triumph in her face that she bad not been away for nothing. Could it be thero waa anything worse than he had forgiven already -some page of Bertha's life so black no depth of love could cover it? A deadly f airi? ness was upon him "I have brought two visitors," she went ont showing the tips of her white teeth in a beautiful smile. To be sure, thero sat a portly woman with the slightly elevated chin cf a certain variety of the sex when on its dignity. But Jane said "two"-where was the other? Ah, the other was in the woman's lap. It was a baby. Mr. Ellingsworth had a very peculiar expres? sion on his faco to-night, as if his wife were disappointing him. It was rather a danger? ous look if Jane had understood it She was offending his elegant tastes oxtrcmoly by bringing to his house a vulgar, fussy old woman and her baby whom she, no doubt, had picked up on the railroad cars. Philip stood nervously fumbling his watch chain, and waiting for a blow to fall on him, he did not know whence. It was a little baby's band that caught at Philip's arm, and ho turned to look into ita great star liko bluo eye?. Ho had seen that same marvelous tint in cheeks before, and a cold horror of recognition darted through his soul. Ho tried to lift his spellbound eyes, and they rested instead on tho face of Jane Ellingsworth, which was lit up with a fiend? ish exultation as she hold the child up to ' him. "What-not kiss the baby?" she laughod gayly. "Such a pretty baby, too; why it really has complexion and eyes like Bertba:s." She did not ceaso to look a* his shrinking face. f'But its mouth and chin"- Somc thic'g made him look at the baby's features as sho mentioned them, and then ho shud? dered; it was too terrible; "are moro like somebody else I know." Her ?mall, flashing black eyes seem*?d burning their way to his very brain. "Who is it?" She bent toward him so that her hot lijw seemed almost to kiss his ear. "Curran," she whispered. Could he not tear himself away from her poisonous breath? "Not so strange,- though fi She let the baby put ifs chubby hands' m?o' his hair, though she saw every touch was a thrus. through th? quivering fibers of his heart She fancied" he did not understand, ho was so still and silent "Not strange that a Child should look like ita-^father." Had the young bridegroom forgotten all about his wedding and the beautiful woman up stairs wondering why she was not called? lt seemed so, for he sat down, and they foist? ed the pretty baby on him^and his'face wore" a ghastly smile as he looked at it. (mee, at an expression in tho little face, he caught it : to his lips, but us suddenly be thrus* tho' child into the nurse's lap and rose to his foot "What are we waiting for?" His face wai like marble for'firmness, and it seemed ai dead. Janedrew him quickly into tho hall. "You are not going to marry the mother of : that"- I "Hush," and her woman's soul quailed at ! the look he bent on her. "If you dare to ? whisper a word to Bertha, or show her that ? child" "I thought you would thank roe," whis- j pered the false hps. Sho saw it was all in vain-her journey to Vineboro. She had fol- j lowed Bertha's tracks liko a bloodhound, and j had found her fatherless child in a stranger's j home, learning to forget its high bred mother, i Now surely she must suffer repulse and dis? j j dam as the poor factory girl had suffered it -m her very wedding dress. For the sight I of this baby face would chill the most ardent . love that ever bumed- in-a bridc^room's heart ?j?\ '"vv .. .-. . . , . .. :,. .->.?...-. i-r>:-^ But no. This man's love vr~; deeper ttem thf sentiment and vanity t*uit commonly makes tho chief part of what i; absurdly called pas? sion. His faith was* so sublime, shanie wot ashamed before it. His face had lighted up at her words. {,Oh I will thank you a thou-a thousand times if you will send that Woman and tho child away." ' Ile had taken her hands. "Jane, for God's sako do it" He would have given her a fortuno, but she had sohl herself once, and her price was 'enough. He could only pray to her in aJj the phrases of entreaty the agonies of life ka ve taught mankind. "They shall leave the house at once," she said at last, as she turned to go back into tho room. He thought his prayers liad moved ber. But she knew her plot had failed; sho had wrung his heart, but his will was un? moved. She made a virtue of her necessity. Philip would be grateful to her forever, but there w>?irid be something else, perhaps. Such hate as hers could not be turned aside by so feeble a thing as pity. "How pale you aro, Philip. Are you afraid?" and Bertha smiled royally on him as she took his arm, and they passed bp the faaU. . "I am tho happiest mau in the world," and he tried to smile as his hand closed over her fingers like an iron vise, it wad sb cold and Strong. But how sad he was, as if an, exquisite piece of sculpture that he loved had fallen from a great height and been shivered intd a thousand fragments. The hope and joy of his life seemed slipping away from him. That tittle child's face hung between bim and the bride who was promising to be faith? ful-if she only had been faithful to him; Its baby hands seemed to shield her bosom from him, its quavering cries to reproach him for daring to kiss its mother. So small and sweet a baby, but its face seemed threat? ening him, its infant form linked indissolu? bly a past he had hoped he might forget with a present and future he had foolishly thought bad a great store of happiness for him The minister bad taken his ?eat. Was he Really married to the golden haired woman whose hand he held to tightly? Was this the moment he had dreamed of as marking his entrance into a new ideal life? Had he Said everything correctly? He could not remem? ber, but he did not want any mistake made about this at least. Oh yes, it was now he was to kiss his wife. He held her to his heart au instant. This was his wife, but joy was dead behind his dry, feverish lips, and his smile, meant to cheer her, was as if some terrible pain was gnawing every moment at his heart. But Bertha appeared tb notice j nothing wrong. The train which bore away the bridal pair \ had not traveled a great many miles when Something caused Philip to look in the seat behind them. There sat the portly woman, with her chin at last depressed in slumber, and the baby with Bertha's eyes and Curran's mouth. One of Bertha's coils of hair had become loosened* and a braid of golden hair hung over the back of the seat as she let her headrest on her husband's shoulder. Ber? tha's eyes were closed drowsily, the nurse in the seat behind nodded in her dreams, but the child roached out its baby hands to play with its mother's golden tresses. The young ? husband watched the child's lips forming ?gain and agam one word, "mamma," the wife fell asleep and dreamed she was the hap? piest woman in the world, while beneath her bead every throb of the man's heart was an ache, txo BE COSTIN mo.*! Our Exchanges. Thc South Carolina Chauiauquan. for April will contain a cabinet size portrait of Mrs. Sallie F. Cbapifr, the champion temperance worker of the United States and a Bketcb of her life by Charles D. Vedder, D. D., of Charleston, S. C. ; a thrilling chapter de scribing the burning by Sherman's army of the city of Colombia ; bints to teachers, and other interesting matter. If 50a wish to read a spicy home magazine. 9<*nd Si for a year's subscriptiob ththeAuffA Carolina Chautauquan Benn?lsville, S. C. .Some idea of the excellence of Harper'* Magazine for April may be gained by running one's eye down the column of names on the right-hand side of the table of contents, thus ; F. A. Bridgman, William Black, Andrew Lang, E'izabeth Stoddard. Richard E. Burton, C. Coquelin, Joel Chandler Harris, Harriet Prescott Spofford, F. Anstey, Lafcadio Hearn, Charles Dudley Warner, George Willt?r? C?r!?s Charles King, TI. S. A , and William Dean Howells. So much for the contributors. Another glance at the titles on the left will j show the breadth of the field covered by the i artic les. TH? Great West has a liberal por- ! tion of space. Dramatic arl is discussed by j C. Coquelin ia' "Acting and Authors." The pictorial matter includes the work of Alfred Parson, F. A. Bridgman, Frederick Barnard, Du Maurier, R. F. Zogbaum, Paul Renouard, C. S. Reinhart, and E. A. Abbey. --? - ^a: - r "A friend in need is a friend indeed." When you feel out of sorts anj??oo? for noth? ing Chipman'a Pills are true friends, relieving your trouble and making you feel like? new person. . All druggists. Bncklen'fl Arnica Salve. The Best Salve in the world for Cut?, Bruises Sores. Ulcer?, Salt lihou m. Ferer Sores, Tetter, Chapped Hands Chilblains, Corn? and all Skin Emptions, and positively cures Pyles, or no pey required. It is guaranteed to give per? fect satisfaction, or money refunded. Price 25 cents per box. For sale by J. F. W. De Loriie. 0 Nothing Equals It ZALAHA. FLA., June 27, 1887. N. E. Tenable & Co : I have been using B. B. B. in my family as a blood purifier. Hav iug never used any medicine to equal it. Respectfully, Mas. R. M. LAWS. MASES AN OLD MAN YOUNG. f Extract from a Letter.] P. S.-T bought 3 bottles of your Botanic Blood Balm from my frieud H. D. Ballard, at Campobello, S. C. I have been using it three weeks. It appear* to give me new life and new strength. If there is anything that will make an old man young ?tis B. B. B. I am willing to sell it. ? can earnestly and honest? ly recommend Botanic Blood Balm. flin SpTiiFfii ??fT Testimonials of Eminent Physicians of the State. The following are selected from 1nany sim? ilar ones : DB. Lr. C. KsNNBnf, of Srartanburg, writes the Proprietors : "The remedial qual? ities of Glenn ?Springs ? have known for over forty years, af^a can attest to its value in Dyspepsia from gastric or funct?onnl derange- ; ment of the Liver,- General Debilily, Dropsical j Effusions. Uterine Irregularity and Affections of the Kidneys and Bladder. To the last dis- j eases 1 would particularly C?!1 attention, as j the waters have shown large curative powers | in these complaints." Da. ?. B. MAT?B, of Newberry, S. C., says: "I have sent more than fifty persons suffering with Jaundice to these Springs, and have never been disappointed in any case; they all speedily recovered. I cannot find words to express my cimfidenc? in the Glenn Springs water, as a remedy for the Liver, wheu functionally deranged. Dyspepsia, Dropsy, certain skin diseases, troubles in the Kidneys and Spleen, if produced by the Liver, have all, as I know, disappeared at the Springs." DB. JAMES MCINTOSH, President of the Med? ical Association of South Carolina, in his an? nual address before that body remarks : "Glenn Sprinps, for diseases of toe Stomach, Liverand Kidneys, deserves to rauk with j any other on the continent." PRICE OF WATER. Per case of two dozen quart bottles, securely packed and delivered on the train at Spartan burg, $4.00. Per gal?on, by the barrel, rft*!?"*red at ' Spartanburg, 20 rents. Per erivon, fr*r less trffn ?'natrel, 25 cents. Address SIMPSON ff SIMPSON, Glewn Springs, S. C. For ?ale in'Sinter", by Lr. A. Jr Chi na* and Dr. G. S'. Sealy. RICHLY ,?KWAEDPf> are those wno read niUltkl ibis and'then act : they will find honorable employment that will not take them from their homes and families. . The profit* are large and sure for every industrious per? son; many have made and are now making several hundred dollars a month'. D ia easy for any one to make $5 and upwards per day, who is willing to work. Either sex, young or old ; capital not needed ; we start you. Everything new. No special ability required ;' yon, reader, can do it as well as any one. Write to us at once for full particulars, which we mail free. Address Stiosun & Co., port laud. Mawe.- / New Advertisements. TO ADVERTISERS. A list of 100O newspapers divided into States and Sections will be sent on Applica? tion-FREE. To those wbo want their advertising to pay weean offer no better medium for thorough and' effective work thau the various sections of our Select Local List. GEO. P. ROWELL & CO., Newspaper Advertising Bureau, _10 Spruce Street, New York. Mrs. WMte ant Miss Miller, Having opened their Stock of SPRING AND SUMMER Uti I Li LI ?? ? & Y, Invite their friends, and the ladies generally, to call and examine the same. HATS AND BONNETS, RIBBONS, FEATHERS, FLOWERS, kc, IN VARIETY. ZEPHYRS M ALL SHADES* Orders from the Cocntfy will receive prompt attention. ApriW. . . MILLINERY. THE M?SSES McELHOSE would announce to the public the arrival of their choice selection of new goods, compris-* ing the greatest variety of Hats and Bonnets, UNTRIMMED, also the latest importations of same trimmed. FEATHERS, POMPONS AND PLOWERS in handsome effects. A large assortment bf E?BBOKS IN ALL SHADES. An extensive line of Infants' Dresses and Caps, also Ruchiogs, Lacfcs; Collars, Cuffs, Handkerchiefs, &c, Ac. Etidless variety of Corsets and Boittes of the ldc.i styles. Promptness and satisfaction given to conn try orders. April 4 Estate of Stephen Di Woodward, DECEASED. IWILL APPLY TO JUDGE OF PRO bate of Sumter County on May 4th, 18S8, for A final discharge as Administrator of aforesaid Estate. J. FR?KRSON WOODWARD. April 4, 188S-4t Administrator. . THE NEW YORK WEEKLY HERALD, Containing an epitome each week of the movements of all political parties, will be mailed to any address in the ?n?t?S States or Canada, from June 6th tin til arter the Presi? dential Election, for 40 Ceo td; Address, JAME'S GORDON BENNETT, ApU_New York City. WA&T??); ONE SECOND HAND 10, ?5 or 20 Horse Engine in complete running order. Address "WANTED," Men 28 Key Box 83., Sumter. S. C. Ft>R SALE; JM)W PRICES AND EASY TERMS. 3 Dwellings and L'ots pn,,Churcb Street. 1 Dwelling and Lot on Haynsworth Street. 1 Dwelling and Lot on Corner Magnolia and Mill Sta. Apply to H.- nAJ?BYi j?arcli 27, 1883?. Sumter, S. C. if ?o. seed for DO? CH-*1DE? ccateiaios .?olcred plat'?. 2 CO cntpmxiugn cf different I rood J, price? tbtf aro worth, an* where to bay them. Direction? for Training i?o^s and Bree?nj: Ferrets;! Kaikid j for 15 Ccctu. Also Cots cf J)?* I'uinkhiD- Goods of all cinda. ; Tfctn wd /or Pracrtletil PQCIJ? Tit Y JtG?/?v. IDO prvw; l)Cta tiful colored placet crjrmviji/ci I o? nearly all kinds of ?ov. ?s; acscr.p i tiona of tba treods; hov/ to cancane* pi*ua for pcuiuy Lo^ieu: ?^io:meti?>n j about incntaU'?, and ? nero to ln'.y ii E?ga l'rotn ?est stock nt SlJ>0, ' per witting. Sont for 15 Ct'nuJ ?aAv?ry. Auaooot Parrots. Fri ce? ?? nU ?rin?s blrv?'-v, cn^yM ?.?. Mai)*d fur | "?i Io CT at?. T?o Torco IXJOLB, 4.0 Cia. ASSCCiATED~KANC!ERS, CS? ?rcut?i Li shth Street, Philadelphia, Pa. GUNS, G-TJNS. ?hotGung^arffe>wBevolvcrs, Double Barrel Breech Loading Shot Guns, chokebore, $10 to 100. Single.. Breech Load? ing Shot Gnns, ?4 to 25. ?verv kind o? Breech Loading and Repeating Riffes", $3 to 40. Latest Patents. Muzzle Loading Dou? ble Shot Guns $5 to 35. Single Shpt Guns, $2.50 to 12. Revolvers $1 to 20. All kinds of Cartridge;?, Shells. Caps, Wads, Tools, Powder Flasks, Shot Pouches, Primers. Send 4e for ?ur ??aroraoth Illostrated Catalogue, or 2c for Price List. No postals answered. Ad? dress, GREAT WESTERN GUN WORKS, Pitiscorg, Pa. July 27. -_ i|jyr|JT|f}|d| has revolutionized the world 111 V?I11 Hin ?ifring the last half century ; Not least among the wonders of inventive pi ogress '? a method and system of WOT!, that ?can be performed ill o?er the . country .with- t out separating, the workers a*rom their ?io'mes. j. i Pay liberal : any one can do the work ; either f ) sex. j-ounp; o? ?td ; no spec?al ability reqbired. ; Capital not needed ; yoH are started"free. Cut : this out and return to us and we will send y oft' ieee, something of erreat v??o? and im : portance to you, tbitt wl'M start you in busi? ness, wh?cb w?ll brinj you in more money right away than anything, else in the world. Grand outfit free. Address TRUE L CO., Augusta, !iiai ne. DEEP SEA w0XPER^exist in thousands .'ttl 0f forms, hut a?e surpassed by the marvels of invention. Those who are in need of profitable work that ?an he done while liv? ing at home should at otrce send their address to Hallett & Co., Portland, Maine, and re? ceive free, full information how either sex, of all aires, can earn from $5 to $25 per day and upwards wherever they live. Yo? are started free. Capital not required. Some have made .over $50 m a single day at this work. All succeed. E. SOLOMONS, Surgeon Dentist. Office over A. A. Solomons* Store, SUMTER, S. C. - Off ce Scar's--O' to 2 ; o'.ZO ftf ff. Mehi. 1 BRIMSON HOUS E, SUMTER, S. CV UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT. Rates-One Dollar Per Day. A liheral reduction made according to length of time. J. H. DIXON, Proprietor. Formerly of the Central Hotel, Spartan burg, S.C. Sept. 21. V Always to the Front ! OUR PR?CES -ARE THE LOWEST IN THE ?TY, -AND OUR GOODS TEE YERY BEST! Come io and see us wheo jo? ?re io octA bf PLAIN AND FANCY GROCERIES. WE WILL SAVE YO\J MONEY. We sell Doth ing bot the bett quality of goods and we guarantee ntt goode as represented. Our 25 ct*. Baiter is good enough for table ose, and hundreds of the best families use it in preference to par? ing other houses 35 cents for Butter no bet?r than ours at 25 cents. Our Point Lace Flour is the besl o ri--1 newmarket ? 25 lbs. for 90 eti. We Sre handling the LARGEST ?ASSORTMENT OF * Plain and Fancy Crackers in the city. 'Soda Biscuits at 10 ceots as fine as Snow Flakes. TEA. TEA. Mixed Tea, Black Tea, Green tea; at 50c. i per pound. This is a delicious tea and you should try it. Cofles from 16 2-3 t? 25 cts. per Poimd, Old Government Java at 25 cents. Our Roas ed Coffee at 25 cents is the best in town. In addition to onr Grocery Stock we handle a nice Hoe of DRY GOODS AND NOTIONS, SHOES AND HATS, in which the bayer will find many bargains? A close buyer know? there are more bar* gains to be bad in a email boase than in the Urger ones, because there is less expense attached to the running of a Bmall than there is to a large one; WE DELIVER GOODS to any part of the city, and money refonded where goods do nb't prove satisfactory. Call on os and jon will find ns true to ocr word. KINGAHAM & CO. Main Street, next to C. E. Sttfbhs. Feb. 15:_ CONS?A?TLY. ?N f?AND A Full Supply of the Celebrated "TOLTEC CIGAR; Warranted fall Havana filler. The best 5 cent Cigar in America. K?KGM?fc*jCO\ Sole A gen ts for Sumter, S . C. Feb 29 x RUBBER STAMPS. MAME STAMPS FOR M?KKIN8 fiLoftflM with indellible ;nk, or for printing ?ia?tfeg cards, and STAMPS OF A?Y KIND. .for ?tamping BUSINESS CARDS, ENVEL? OPES or anything else. Specimen* of Tarions styles on ia nd. wb ich wilLUe shown with pleas? ure. The LOWEST. PRICES possible, and orders fil?eo profeptjy. . Call on . Cl P. f)STRBN. Ai lb? Wat eb toan and Southron Office Snorter; Si ?. MP piscrs T'.IRE ron C<^N9 UTA r T . ">M I hellere Piao'a Cura, for Connrffn pticfo?? ?$ved my life.-A. H. DOWELL, Editor Enquirer. Eden ton, J?. C., April 23,1887, PISO The BBirr Cough Medi? cine is PESO'S CUBE FOB CONSUMPTION Children take it without objections By iii ftrtrg^sts. 25c IRES WHERE ALL OSE FJUI& Best Cough Syrup. Tastes good. Cse intime. Sold by dr C. I. HOYT. H. A. HOYT 0.1. HOYT & BRO., Gold and Silver Watches. Clocfca, Jewolry, Spoctadei, MERIDEN BRITANIA SILVERWARE, kc REPAIRING A SPECIALTY. SPORTING MATER?At: Shells, Wads and Everything Pertain? ing to Breech-Loading Gtrni. Feh 1_-_ WATCHMAN ?M ?HM -AND Tilt Great Farm, Industrial and Stock Journ?l of the South, ONE TEAR FOB $3$$* J. PIM? -DEALER 15 DRUGS I iBiSl- ' TOILET PE?F?MBtf AKD ALL KINDS OF Druggist's Suairiwi USUALLY KKPT IN \ F?^fetlifsS'?RU^ STORE. [Tobacco, Snuff and SegSr^ GARDEN SEEDS, &C.f Paints, Oil* Varnishes, GLASS, PUTTY, M DYK STUFFS? . ~7#-O-' Physical's Prescriptions ?s&fafljr . compounded, ?nd oilers ari?frefeif with care and dispatch'.' The public will find my stock *>f Medicines complete, warranted geai? ine, and of the best quality. Call and see for yourselves.- -_ ] G. M SEALTS iP??jf & Branch Howse. Under ?nsic Hall, SUMTER, & 0. PURE DRUGS AND CHEMICALS constanly on band. A fine as?o rimer; t of ^ TOILET ARTICLES, PATENT^ MEDI? CINES, LADIES' r?EQU!S!T&^ ^* Jp? and all articles ??j>t by first class druggier. _ Personal attention g?Ten;,fo tte com j oun?- ' ing o?* physicians* prescriptions^ Colo, sparkling Soda Water'r .with" choice cream sj rn ps, S*rsa parilla Meade, and Milk Shakes to suit the most fastidi?os. . ", 6. S. SEALY, Apr 13 _ Gradua Je of Pharmacy. A. J. CHINA, DEALER lt ^ Brags* Medicines and FINE TOILET SOAPS. HAIR AND TOOT? BRUSHES. PERFUMERY A-ND F A Ii CY '* TOILET ARTICLES, Ac,. Ac . ?. PAINTS, OILS, VARNISHES . AND . . DYE STUFFS, GLASS, PUTTY, -, ? ffcB tftpply of Fresh Garden Seeds. .f April 9 ' ; -_2?52 PAINT TOUR BUGGY FOR One Dollar,: One coat pires ?n old baggy the bla?c?et? ^ black y tm ever saw and-a handsome glosar f.. wi thou t Tarnishing. It dries hard... in a few hours. No rubbing ! . No Tarn|shjjpg_[ $0. " .:m extra trouble Each can contains more than enouglTto paint a carriage. ... * *V R?????d & One Dollar per Gm. For Sale by - ? ^ _DR. A." J. CHDIA. ir. H. Folsom. I*. W. Polacm. - . P. H. FOLSOM & BRO., Established in 1868. . - . --Dealers in ?Mqaauar WATCHES, ctpcKS/ (.STERLING SILVER and PLATED VfARB,' Jewelry, Optical Gooda,. Gold . Pena, Pencils, Maohme Needle*, ?Ye. . * . : ? Repairing promptly done and warranted by practical workmen, _., t , ......r Orders from, .the .country will receive our . careful attention.' Try us; NOT 9 0 f?*$ ?V CONSUMPTIVE B w cured the worst C*?* of Cough. Weak Lang*, ??A," Iadi?Wtion. Inward Pan?. Rxhaas?cn.- in*a*r*M? Sar-. Kfceamatian, Female Weakness und all pama ??C W ' orden o? the Stomach and Bowels. - t#t: Mt Drag HINOEROORNS. TIM ?feat, garest ar^-hwt oore forCoana, StopraU ptfih. Eaanrfs comfort lo tl? feet. _ Acaire. liccateatDragglati. Hnoox^tOo^ILi; . -. HOUSE f AINTIHt ?n??Mf OMS Style.; v IAM PREPARED T? FERNlSrV ?&%& rial ofvthe be*t kind and finish up jobi in workmanlike manner, and uo money nquireof until work is completed. ? ADJ. kind of work in the H anse-painting line, snch ai Walnut Graining; u?k Graining, M a pieing, Marbleizing. Wall and' FmlScy^ Painting in fiat or gloss work^Gratiiteing,' Rough-casting, Gold or Brass Bronainf/ Staining, and Varnishing in ?nj shade. All jobs will be promntlv dealt with. Address LEMU?L R. DAV,;S, Mav 19 Sumter, 4&. Obtained, and all ?V?TAAr. /?' f -**A .*> toiidcd to for XoWCXATKi-XKS ?-?r o?kv te opjwwifo tho tT-S. l"!Nc*?: <*nk*e. ???! ?v <"*n ?*?r tain l'accula-.*? *?ss-:?;?wi teat: IC:J>??!O ?rASKttf?TOX. s?ri?J ytWKtjj?!: : Ji /Av; or 1 Ptlfyxh of.; ft?rct?n?n; ; X\o. adv?;* T* ??? l>?t?^.r?" 5 ahilitj rri^>vf f!??n:?-.ai???.v.v r*V S.I:ALG?. " UXI.FXS PA TJ:.\T IS ,v*ys^&K/v j ry ? For riwilar. .?drut\ l.-rs:):: roTorer.res te?al^cttJa in y..:?r'-u -i Sin:.-.tV: i-ry < ;ty? TOW.*!, \7ritc t SRO. GRE?N; ?ttofney and Cot??sefior a# 2La-?L^r3 SSMT?R, C. H., S. C. Collection of claims a'special ty".2 June 20. ._ - GEO. L. COOK, PHOTOGRAPHER, 265 KING STR EE v, . CaARIftrffT?N, S. C. . - /? . Aug 10' -~*T ? - PAVILION HOTEL; K CHARLESTON, Sf. C.' /Yrs? ?7/a?? in all its Appointment* ? Supplied with all Modern ImproTements/' Excellent Cuisine, Large Airy -Kooma,-' Otis Passenger Elevator, Elec? tric Bells and Lights. He*S? ed Rotunda'. . ' . " Rooms Reserved by Mnil or Telepa?fc % Sept 16 . ' . ?t WRIGHT'S HOTEL, G?tumu, s: ?. . ; Jt, " ??^h^aU modero?^n?Temea*l^ fjpea?or tim we^tion^g?es4?. ! m& WEWSBT_ * iaj?.