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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c
Vol. XII. WEDNESDAY MORNING, AUGUST 9, 1876. No. 32.
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For THE HTTUD
The Last Song.
'Twis the niglu before the momentous
battle of GettysbuMg, the last night in June,
* that-gloriom mouth of roses, but far beyond
the perftme of h er' flower laden breetes slept
Iseet GrAnd Armav.
The moon tn her solemn beanty.b right
Looked dowii on the tented field.
Glittering cold 'neath her lambent light,
Shone swords of burnished steel.
Sentinels paced their weary round,
Their comrades wrapped !n sleep,
Nght reigned. the stillness wras profound,
While stars their vigils keep.
Two,solim.sat from the rest AP2ft,
They 4alkedopf h*mwy and of to-morrow,
Of kingy mien and noble beart,
Wich now were filled with real sorrow.
"'Bob," the fair-haired 9oldier boy,
SaUd as he clasped hisecomrade's hand,
"To-Mamrw will bri!W either grief or joy
To thousands of homes in our spWnn land.
&o,should I fkA, to mother wr:te,
Tell h6r I had no thought of feat,
Thatpbrecboy.ws lb6ori.4 fl~aOckdesbringst,
And angels biend fo'r te sno ee.
Stanwood!s voice completely broke
Soothing her gently, Mrs. Allen,
bhe good aunt, who had known and
loved the spoiled child from her
"Mary, how deeply I sympathize
with you is more than I can ex
"Oh, auntie, I have not told you
he worst yet. When Charley left
iome he went straight to Ennie
alenn and spent several hours
Iere, and he does this -very often.
3he has won his love from me; this
.s the true reason of our unhappi
iess. I have come to tell you this,
md to tell you I am going home to
And the sorrowing young wife
"Mary, you know I am your
riend; and if what I am going to
ay to you wounds you, it is yet for
rour own good. You have done
vrong, my child. I admit Charles,
nowing your tender rearing as the
mly child of wealthy parents, should
tot have been so exacting; but he
Las been accustomed to the supe
ior housekeeping and good man
gement of a domestic mother and
adustripus sisters, and he doubt
ess attributes much of your errors
a making his,home comfortable to
difference on your part. He does
tot understand your difficulties, nor
oes he deem your efforts praise
vorthy, because lie has been in the
habit of seeing others make them
s a matter of duty. As for his
isits to Annie Glenn, I can, I
hink, explain them. Mrs. Glenn
s a good housekeeper and a splen
lid cook; Annie, a bright, intelli
ent girl, who does not grow cross
bver her household labors. So, if
3arles sometimes drops in there
o partake of the deliciously pre
ared little meal, and chat with the
riend of his childhood, in her
right, pleasant little parlor, over
he last new book, it is not sur
"Oh, auntie, it may be true, but
3harles is cruel and unkind, and I
asick of itall. . I amngoing home
o mamma ; she won't want me to
ook, and sweep, and make a drudge
"Hush, Mary ; you do not know
rhat you are saying, and surely you
orget the vows so solemnly spoken
iist one year &ge. It was until
eath do us part that you promised
o be the wifeQof Charles Stanwood.
hen it was not for health, happi
Less and sunshine you took those
ows, but 'for better, for worse;'
ad now, my child, if the worse has
ome so soon to blight the orange
lossoms, you must bear it."
"Oh,..no, I cannot ; I must go
lack o my*"old home-my dear
lome, where everybody loved me.
never want to look upon Charley
tanwood's face again," sobbed the
Lomesick young wife.
"Don't, Mary; ;don't speak those
rords," said the~ old lady, with
hite, trembling lips. "They are
a echo in my heart that sounds
ike a funeral dirge. And now, my
Lear niece, ere you take this im
ortant step of leaving your lius
#d and your home, allow me to
li you something of the history
>f my own life-a chapter whose
ad story bas never been unfolded
o the view of your brighter young
"Mary,;I was about your age
eventeen-when I married Carlton
len, the handsomest man in our
wn. Like yourself, I was a spoil
d child-the only girl in a family
f ten children. -I was- too young
o uderstand the sacredness of
narriage, or to appreciate the deptla
ad strength of the manly nature
f my husband ; yet I loved him.
le was very considerate, very in
lulgent,. and I presumed upon~ his
iection -and goodness until our
iome became very miserable, and
t length, alas ! desolate. I had al
ays followed my own wishes in all
espects, and when I married I
nade no change. One day we were
o have a large dinner inrty. Carl
on was not well, and I had ar
nged to have it without consult
ng him. Among the guests was a
~entlemani to. whom my husband
iad a decided antipathy. He was
no much of a gentlemaii to treat
my guest with rudeness, but the
aext morning he called me to him
md told me never to invite that
man into his house again. I an
swered angrily. One word brought
on another, until I declared my in
tention of going home, saying to
.my husband, as I left the room: 'I
never wish to look upon your face
again, Carlton Allen.' And oh, my
God! I never did; for that night
my noble, manly husband was kill
ed by a violent fall from his horse.
When they told me at home, next
moring, of my bereavement, I fell
senseless to the floor, and for months
I lay hovering between life and
death. At length my strength and
youth triumphed, and I recovered
to pass my life in a sorrowful atone
ment forthe folly-of an hour. Since
then, my child, I have never seen a
young wife render her home un
happy- without great grief to my
When Mrs. Allen ceased speaking
her niece was sobbing very gently,
and she felt sure her end was ac
complished, even before the peni
tent young wife murmured:
"Oh, auntie, I thank you so for
this story, which I know was so
hard for you to tell. I will go
home at once, and I do not think
Charley will ever have cause to
complain of me again. I feel that
I can learn to keep house, and
make any and every sacrifice for his
"Keep house," exclaimed Mrs.
Allen, in cheering tones, "of course
you can. Because you can paint,
draw, and play on the piano, that
is no reason why you cannot learn
to manage your household affairs
with prudence and neatness. You
should not want any one to say
that the stupid servants of the
kitchen can excel you. Surely, if
they can acquire the mysteries of
cooking, so can you. And now I
am going to send my cook to stay t
with you a month. But mind, you
must not spoil her ; you must
manage and see to everything your
self, and assist her."
"Oh, dear, good auntie, how
shall I thank you ?" exclaimed Mrs.
Stanwood, seeming,1y forgetful of
all her trouble.
"By doing all you can for your
husband's comfort," solemnly re
plied the old lady.
. * * * * * *
. Two years had elapsed. -In the
pleasant little dining-room of the. i
Stanwoods sat the young -wife of
Charley Stanwood, upon whose fair (
brow rested an expression of peace
rarely seen. In the center of the
room was spread a table decorated I
with great taste and beauty. The
damask cloth was snow white, the I
silver and china were spotless,
while flowers decorated the glasses I
and shaded the pretty cakes and
abundance of sweetmeats prepared
by Mary Stanwood's own hands.
Her own toilet was faultless, while t
the smoothly brushed curls of the
lovely child at her side told that 1
neatness and order ruled over
this happy household. , Suddenly,
~where the lady sat in the embrasure g
of the window, a shadow fell
athwart the sunlight, and, raising i
her bright love lit eyes, she saw the
object for which she had so longi
She arose and sprung toward the
open door, lifting her fair young 3
face to the speaker, while he stop
ped and fondly kissed her. The t
soft hand closed caressingly on his a
l~arger, darker palm, her lips were
tremulous ; her eyes, loving in their
earnestness, looked up winningly. f
"Oh, you have come at last,
Charley and I have waited so
long and so impatiently for you."
"You have missed me, then ?" t
"My heart misses you always,
but especially to-day, for you know a
it is the anniversary of our wedding
"And are you happy on this our
wedding day, Mary !" he asked, '
counting back to the dreary days ~
when their wedded happiniess came
well nigh being lost.
"All my life is happiness."
"Thank God ! And now, my per- i
fet little housekeeper, allow me to
compliment this pretty table and
elegant dinner. Mary, do you re
member when you once thought it r
impossible to learn to manage your j
household affairs in the manner I
then unreasonably demanded of my
chil wife What darling, ever r
bhanged you so? Who taught you
bo keep house?"
"Love," answered the proud
young matron, and with linrbly,
bowed heads and gratefal hearts
he fond young husband and the
aithful wife renewed the vows of
Idelity, to be. kept until "death do
Deeds are fruits, words are but
He that has lost his credit is dead
:o the world.
No one is a fool always; every
,Forgive any, sooner than thy
In a thousand pounds. of law
here's not an ounce of love.
The pleasure of the rich are the
ears of the poor.
Speech is the picture of the mind.
It is better to sit with a wise man
n prison than with a fool in para
Be a friend to yourself, and others
Where drums beat the laws are
Deep lies the heart's language.
Every bird loves to hear himself
A contented mind is a continual
A deformed boy may have a beau
A fool may make money bat it
-equires a wise man to spend it.
A good horse cannot be of a bad
A man may talk like a wise man
ad act like a fool.
A quick conscience sleeps in
A wicked book is the wickeder
>cause it cannot repent.
A wise man may look ridiculous
o the company of fools.
By others faults wise men correct
heir own.. .
Content is the philosopher's stone
hat turns all it touches into .gold.
Continual cheerfulness is a sign
Fame is the perfume of heroic
Good preachers give fruit and
He is never alone that is in the,
mpany of noble thoughts.
Hope is a waking man's dream.
Ignorance is a voluntary misfor
Lawyer's houses are built on the
eads of fools.
Men shut their doors on the set
Never quit a certainty for'hope.
Night is the mother of thought.
No estate can make a man rich
hat has a poor heart.
Nothing to be got without pains
The best friends are in the purse.
The chief end of man is not to
The most lasting monuments are
aade of paper.
The pen of the tongue should be
ipped in the ink of the heart.
They that value not praise will
tever do anything worthy of it.
Though the heavens be glorious,
et they are not all stars.
We ought either to be silent or
o speak things that are better than
To every bird its nest is fair.
Old tunes are sweetest, and old
riends are surest.
Put a snake in your bosom and
hen it is warm it will sting you.
War's sweet'to them who never
Every Dne thinks himself able to
Speech is silvern, silence is gold
Good repute is like the cypress,
nce cut it never puts forth leaf
The present number of churches
r London is 802, an increase of
ixteen the past year. The clergy
Las increased from 1,375 to 1,445.
An Irishman once ordered a
ainter to draw his picture, and to
epresent him standing behind a
They who weep over errors were
[Olive Logan's Philadelphia Letter to the
New York Graphic.]
PARIS REPRESENTED AT
Have you ever bee- in Paris? If
not you can go now. It's here.
(What isn't here?) A nice-looking
blousard from the Faubourg St. An
toine-but he appears to have left
his blouse at home-is as busy as a
bee from morning till night build
ing the City of Paris over by the
Restaurant des Trois Freres Pro
vencaux. On the border of the
beautiful lake wheie the fo.ntain
plashes, he has been allotted a siza
ble kitehen-garden patch of ground,
and there he is planning Paris in
solid chunks-the buildings, the
streets, the parks, the triumnphal
arches, monuinents, bridges, statues,
everything. Isn't that a fascinating
fact? He has got the city almost
As I passed to-day he was giving
his attention to the wall of Paris
solid stone, mind you-which he
had got all laid out in the precise
shape it takes in all its irregularity
as it surrounds the town, and was
solidifying it with mud on the in
side, stamping the soft clay into
ie shape he wishes it to remain
and harden in baking in the sun.
The River Se*ne winds through
his city, its channel bare as yet, but
he will let the water in as soon as
he gets all the bridges fastened in
place and the islands hardened into
Every slope of the streets of
Paris-the rise of the Boulevard
where it bends at the beginning of
the Montmartre division-the climb
ing streets at the steep hill at Monb
parnasse-the winding ups and
downs of the Belleville quarter
everything is there.
The Champs Elysees and the
Tuildries Gardens are represented
by smooth spaces thickly planted
with evergreens and studded with
The Vendome Column is recog
ized where it stands-about two
feet high, I judge--in the Rue de
a Paix. The buildings are exact
models in every in'portant instance,
and the. houses which line even
the most insignificant streets are all
patterned after the real houses of
All this of course in little-in
ery little-space, for it would be
ut of the question to build all'
Paris, even within grounds so spa
ious as these, without reducing the
The industrious blousard strides
about in his Paris like a Brobding
agian giant taking a stroll through
city of Liliput. Ten steps carry
him from the Bastile to the Made
aine.- He places one foot easily
behind the Arc de Triofiphe, while
the other toe nestles in the shrub
bery by the 'Jardin Mabille. A
better way for one who has never
been there to get a good idea of
Paris could hardly be found on this
side of the ocean, while those who
are familiar with the French capi
tal, linger delightfally on the edge
f the blousard's city and point out
the various features with enthusias
tic recognition to "their untraveled
BEWEE oF OpxrEs.-In order to
induce natural and healthful sleep
suh methods are to be adopted as
will abstract an excess of blood
from the brain. This may be ac
omplished by exercise, which draws
off the blood to the more weary
rgans ; while a well ordered di
gestion demands the blood that
keeps the brain in too great an ac
tivity for the stomach, where it is
needed. To sleep well, too, accord
ing to Dr. Ferrier, one must, if pos
sible, rid himself of all care, anxiety
nd disturbing thoughts as tha
atural season of repose approaches.
A brisk walk towards the close of
the day, and when the brain has
been overtaxed, is commended to
us. But Dr. Ferrier warns-and it
were well if he could be heard every
where and heeded-from opiates as
"dangerous ground." They do not
produce sleep so much as torpor.
f you cannot get sleep by methods
which nature itself dictates, he says,
it is full time to call in the family
: octor. -
We know a gentleman who is
rea1y in love with his own wife.
AN INTELLIGENT COLORED
GEORGE WASHINGTON'S TESTIMONY IN
A VIRGINIA ELECTION CASE.
- Gorge Washington, colored,
takes the s1nd, while four anxious
limbs of the law in eager anxiety
await his testimony.
Q.-How old are you?
A.-Dis cnmmin July,a year gone,
I were guyin on close to fifty. Yes,
Q.-When, where, and for whom
did you vote?
A.-Yes, sar, I was.
Q.-Did you or did you not vote
for Knight and Starke ?
A.-I wu gufin down the street
'lection day, a white gemman says,
says he, is you procured wid a tick
et. I included thar were some kind
er [interrupted and told to answer
Q.-Did you or did you not vote
for Knight and Starke ?
A.-I was giv two tickets, one of
'em had those name and the other
didn't, but I voted de right ticket,
kase Mr. Capt. Knight's name were
writ on it in big printing.
Q.-Can you read or spell?
Q.-Can you spell horse?
[Washington at this juncture
seemed sor&ewhat dumbfounded.]
A.-Horse! horse! Lemme see.
Well, now, you'se crowdin me most
too tight; but come at me wid c-o
so, or any them words, I right thar.
Washington's getting so terribly
mixed excited some suspicion of the
counsel on the other side as to his
veracity, and suggested the idea of
a further examination, which com
menced with the following ques
Q.-How long have you resided
here, and what is your vocation I
.-Well, sar, when I were 40
year old, my master (that used to
was) put me at the blacksmith busi
ness,'as also horseshoeing, which I
were worked at ten year. Den I
tuk to carpentring. and making
shoes, and so on like, and kep peg
ging away for sum eighteen year
more. Suddintly de war braked
out, which I den went to Carolina
on a farm, which I stayed on a farm
Q.-How long was that ?
A.-Well, I spect averaging close
on to 9 year and 14 month. Times
gettin hard I included to work on a
steamboat and follered de river sum
17 years more. i And since that
time-fact fur de las 14 or 15 year
is followed mostly 'ligion and poli
tics, and were once in the Legisla
ture and twice in the penitentiary,
uv which I quit jess for de election.
Washington was interrupted here
and told that was enough. The
eamining committee were so lost
in the fog of events that but one of
them remembered any of the evi
dence. He, however, being of a
mathematical turn, had kept account
of the time Wash had given to
trades, &c., and by actual count
Wash was"119 years old, allowing
one day in the Legislature and two
days in the penitentiary.
He was a very young man. A
few stray hairs upon his lip attested
the fact that he was engaged in a
deadly struggle with a mustache.
He went into a variety store on
Main street, and said to the proprie
"Have you Charles Reade's 'Lost
"No, I haven't," replied the store
keeper. "But," he continued, look
ig into the young man's face, "Ive
got something that will make that
mustache of yours start out like
boils in spring time."
A FAcmrtous Fac.-Servant
"I really could not undertake to
look after the library fire, main."
Lady-"Indeed! I cannot see
that there is anything derogatory
in it ; I am sure I should not mind
doing it myself."
Servant-"Oh, very likely not,
mamn; that's just the point we've
come to, main; you see your class
is agoing down andimy class isa
"Woman is a delusion, madam,"
exclaimed a crusty old bachelor to
a witty young lady. "A man is al
ways hugging some delusion or
other," was the quick retort.
Last winter a negro in my em
ploy, says a correspondent in Ala
bama, concluded to go to Missis
sippi and went. One day this win
ter I saw the same negro approach
ing my house, the following collo
quy took place:
"Howdy, boss ?"
"So you have got back,have you?"
"How do you like Mississippi?"
"Well, boss, ain't the land rich?
Why, it's rich enough to sprout
"Then what's the'matter? Didn't
you get enough to eat ?"
"0 yes, boss, I tell you I didn't
like the Mississippi arithmetic, for
the very day I got to Aberdeen, a
white man hired me for half the
cotton and one-third the corn I
could make. I was to pay him for
what he furnished me. Me and
Abner and John, my two boys, got
plenty to eat, and thought we was
doing bully-for we made 15 bales
of cotton and 500 bushels of corn,
and other truck according. When
we got the crop,all gathered, Mr.
Williams, the man we worked with,
cAlled me up and said: Well, Hil
liard, I have let you have 200 lbs. of
meat. I will charge you 23 cents
a pound for that. I let you have
so much meal. I charge you two
dollars a bushel for that. I let you
have so many plugs of tobacco. I
will charge you forty cents a plug
for that, and so on. - -
"And bless the Lord, that white
man sot down and pulled out his
book and pencil and commenced
making figgers. I heard him say:
"1 'Ought's er ought an nine's er
And all the corn and cotton's mine.'
"That's the reason, boss, I didn't
like Mississippi arithmetic, and
that's the reason I came back to
VaNcE oN BnaEY SmFr.-"They
tell me," said Vance, "that Smith
charged last night that I ran away
from Raleigh on a barebacked mule.
Well, I confesslI did leave, butlI
left on~ a horse and retired in good
order. Smith was in Johnston and
had lost his horn, and couldnt get
his dogs up, and what waslIto do
but run for it ? There was no one
to signal the enemy's approach."
[Roars of laughter.]
"Shall I hit him again, or let him
"Give it to him !" yelled the
"No, I can't do it, gentlemen.
Bill Smith was my right hand man
during the war. He was the fiercest
officer6iter conscripts and deserters
I had, and helped me weed out the
red strings. No, I can't do it. I
feel like theiTrishman when he killed
his pet pig, and held it up by the
tail while his son held the axe to
knock it inthe head, 'Kill 'im aisy,
b'jazus, he feels nigh to me.'"
Gov. Tilden receives an annual
salary of $10,000 as Governor of
the State of New York, which is the
highest paid in the Union. Louis
iana pays $8,000, California $7,000,
Nevada $6,000. Eight States
Kentucky, Massachusetts, Missouri,
North Carolina, Pennsylvania, Tex
as, Virginia and Wisconsin-pay
$5,000. Three States-Alabama,
Georgia and Ohio-$4,000. Ar
kansas, Sout!r Carolina and Florida
pay, each, $3,500. Kansaa, Indi
ana, Minnesota, Mississippi, New
Jersey and Tennessee pay, each,
$3,000. Illinois, Iowa, and Maine
pay, each, $2,500. West Virginia
pays $2,700, Connecticut $2,000,
Oregon $1,500, Delaware $1,300,
and Michigan, Nebraska, Rhode
Island, New Hampshire and Ver
mont pay their Governors, respect
ively, a salary of just $1,000.
In Philadelphia they have band'
kerchiefs with the Declaration of
Independence printed on them in
French, German and English, so
that one can now blow his nos'e in
three languages in the Quaker City.
A wag, in "what he knows about
farming," gives a very good plan.to
remove widows' weeds. He says a
good-looking man has only .to say
"Wilt thou 1" and they wilt.
Advertisements insefted at the rat of $1.00
per square-one inch-for first insertion, and
75c. for each subsequent insertion. Double
column advertisements ten per cent on Aboye.
Notices of' meetings,obituaries amd tributea
of respect, same rates per square as ordinaty
Special notices in local edlumn 25 cenis
Aft~ertisements: not marked with the num -
ber oftinsertions wml be kept in tMl forbd
and charged accoWdinely..
Special contracts made with large adver
tisers, with liberal deductions on above rates
Done with Neatness and Dispatch
ALPHABET OF PROVERBS.
A grain of prudence is worth a
pound of craft.
Boasters are cousins to Hiams
Confession of a fault makes half
Denying a fault doubles it,
Envy shooteth at others and
Foolish fear doubles danger.
God reaches us good things _by
our own hands.
He has hard work who has no
thing to do.
It costs more to reyenge wrongs
than to bear them.
Knavery is the worst b!ade.
Learning makes a man fit corn
pany for himself.
Modesty is a guard tovite
Not to hear cienc is the way
to silence it
One hour to.&dayis worth two to-"
-Proud looks mak foul work in
Quietcosne gives cquiet sleep.