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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Vol. XIII. WEDNESDAY MORNING, JANUARY 24, 1877. No. 4. T HE HERALD [S PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNXING, At Newberry, S. C. BY THOR. F. 0GRHNHKKB, Editor and Proprietor. Terns, $2.50 per .dnnuent, Invariably in Advance. 170 The paper is stopped at the expiration of time for which it is paid. The >4 mark denotes expiration of sub ssription. .1PIscellaueous. ICE! ICE!! ICE!!!= JOHN C. SEEGERS, E COLUMBIA, S. C., Respectfully informs the public that hay ing placed his ICE MACHINE in complete B order, he is prepared for the season to fur- L nish B PURE ICE in any quantities, B delivered at Depot in Columbia, at $1 per L~ hundred. This Ice is manufactured of pure, sweet spring water, at S0 deg. below freez- B ing, and is pronounced better and purer than any other. Pure unadulterated Lager Beer, Wines, Liquors, Segars and Tobacco by the whole- B sale and retail. Orders solicited and satisfaction guaran- 0 teed. May 1'7, 20-tf. D BACON; APPLES, B CABBAGE, POTATOES, &c. 1~ BRESchoice Northern apples, BI 200 BARRsin of Baldwin, Northern Bi Spy, Detroit Reds, 20-ounce Pippins, &c. IN 150 barrels Northern Irish Potatoes. B 100 barrels selected Northern Cabbage. B 50 barrels Northern Onions. Bi 10,000 lbs. Dry Salt Sides. Br 25 tierces Hams. 100 kegs tubs and buckets Leaf Lard. B' . Cttr . BEAUTIFUL THINGS. eautiful faces are those that wear matters little if dark or fair rhole souled honesty printed there. eautiful eyes are those that show, ike crystal panes where hearth fires glow, eantiful thoughts that burn below. eautiful lips are those whose words eap from the heart like songs of birds, et whose utterance prudence girds. eautifal hands are those that do rork that is earnest and brave and true, :oment by moment the long day through. eautif A feet are those that go n kiudly ministering to and fro own lowliest ways, if God wills it so. eantiful shoulders those that bear easeless burdens of homely care 'ith patient grace and daily prayer. eautiful are those that bless lent rivers of happiness, hose hidden fountains but few may guess. eautiful twilight at set of sun, eantifnl goal, with race well won, eantiful rest with work well done. eantiful graves where grasses creep, 'here brown leaves fatl,where drifts lie deep, ver wornout hands-Oh, beautiful sleep! [ELLEx P. ALLEETON. [ary Grey's Mother-in-Law. -0 "So your mother-in-law is com ig to live with you," remarked [iss Susan Skinner, contempt ously, giving her head a toss ,hich set all the little pink bows a her cap a dancing. Pretty, plump, little Mrs. Grey pened her brown eyes in mild irprise at her visitor's tone. "Why, yes, Miss Susan, mother rey's last child has married and oved away from her, and now L.e is. left quite alone._ienry al rays was her favorite, and I, nowing it would please him, sug ested that she should ren,t or sell ie farm, and. make her home rith us, and she has consented to "Humpbh! all the more fool you ! ou have got yourself into a pret "fix now, Mary Grey. She will ever leave you as long as she es; you can make up your mind >that, and bid good-bye to peace >r the rest of your days." "W-hy, Miss Susan," said Mrs. 'rey, regarding her old neighbor ith surprise, "I don't understand ou. 1 am sure I never want mo ber to leave us, and as for peace, rhat difference can her coming iake?" "Oh, you'll see," replied Miss usan, nodding her head wisely, hile~ her knitting needles kept ime to her shrill tones with a harp click-c!ick. "You'll see ! ~on will repent of your bargain efore a month is over, mind what tell you. Of all the mean, con iving, meddlesome women in the rorld, it is a mother-in-law." Mrs. Grey began to feel a little noyed. "What do y-u know bout it ?" she could not refrain rom saying. "Humph ! you needn't twit me with being an old maid, Mary rey ! I thank my stars that I'm iot tied to any man, nor what's orse, to any man's mother. Yhat do I know about mothers n-law ? More than I want to, oodness knows! Why, there vas my cousin Lucinda,'who was ~bliged to leave her husband, and to home to her father, just on ac ount of her mother-in-law; and lice Lawson, poor, little, weak ~reature, who used to live in this cry house; was sO imposed upon nd ill used by her husband's mo her, that they do say it killed er; anyway, she died jnst three onths after her mother-in-law ame to live with her. Why, I ~now of lots of such cases, and, if woman isn't awfully strong mind d, her mother in-law just runs ight over her and rules the house, Lnd, if she is strong minded, they re continually jangling and quar eling, so you see that, altogether, woman's best way is to keep en irely away from her mother-in "But, Miss Susan, these are on y exceptional cases," said Mrs. -rey ; "1 am sure tihere are good Ld true women in the world be onging to this class." "Wll, I'rd jnst likre to see one of them, that's all! I see it's no us arguing with you, Mary; you'r too set in your own way; mari my words, my dear, you will ru the day you ever let that woma. come into your house," said Mis Susan, in a tone of settled convic tion, "When do you expect Mre Grey ?" she asked, rising, an folding up her knitting work. "To-morrow evening." "So soon ? Well, I'm sure, hope you will be able to get alon with her," answered Miss Susan with a little sympathetic sigh. Often during the remainder o that day and the next, Mrs. Grei found herself wondering what he husband's mother was like. Hi bad always seemed so proud an< fond of her, that she was predis posed to love her; to regard he: with that reverence and affectioz which she had cherished for he own dead mother. She though how nice it would be to have som one to whom she could go witl all her little troubles and anxieties some one who would sympathizi with and counsel her; and hos pleasant it would be for Henry tc have his mother always near him where he could watch over an< care for her. They would make such a happ3 family ; Henry and herself, grand ma, and baby Harry. Then, ii opposition to all thesi pleasant thoughts, would com< up, in spite of her, the gloom3 warnings and forebodings whicl Miss Susan Skinner had uttered Could Henry's mother be "mean conniving, meddlesome," or disa greeable in any way ? No, i thousand times no. And yet th4 sharply spoken words had lef their sting, and she could no drive the memory of them fron her mind. When train time arrived, mam ma and baby -took their station a1 the window, to watch for "grand ma." Soon the sound of wheeli was heard, and Henry drove n to the door, and handed out lady. "Mother, this is your daughter Mary." Mary looked up, anid met a pai of gentle blue eyes .looking ou wistfully from a kindly old face "Mary, will you let me be you mother as well as Henry's ? asked the lady, holding out he: ands ; and Mary answered, em bracing her warmly: "Indeed, Ii will. Welcome home mother." Miss Skinner, peeping from be tween her blinds across the street saw the act and understood it. "Oh, that's all very fine," sh muttered,* contemptuously. "2 new broom sweeps clean. Wait few weeks, and then we sha] see." It was two weeks before Christ mas, and Mary was busy prepar ing for. the holidays. One eve ning, after putting baby to bed 3he ran down to the parlor to ge her sewing, which she had left 01 the table before tea. The dool did not open readily, and she trie< it again, but found it was locked She was sure she had heard Hen ry's and his moth er' s voice wit hin and thinking the door had becom, fastened accidentalty, called out t< enry to. open it. "Oh, is that you, Mary ?" he ar swered. "Run up stairs and ge my cigar case, will you ?" Mary did so, and when she cam< down again, found the door oper and Henry sitting by the tabi< reading. "Where is mother?" she asked "Wasn't she up stairs with you? replied Henry, keeping his eye fixed on his book. "Why, no; 1 thought she wa here." "Well, you see you are miste ken," he answered. Mary did not reply, but tool up her work and sewed away bus ly, her thoughts keeping tim with her fingers. She was posi tively certain she had heard Mrs Grey's voice in low toned conver sation with ifenry, and yet h had the same as denied her pres ence there. it was the first tim he had ever equivocated to hi wife, and she could not overloo] it lightly without knowing th reso. Why bad ho done so e Was there anything secret between e him and his mother from which k i she was excluded, and if so, what e could be the nature of it ? n Well, never mind; it might have s been about Mrs. Grey's affairs, and - had nothing to do with her; but .lthen, why need Henry have I equivocated about the matter? The little affair troubled her considerably, and her uneasiness I was very much augmented a few days afterward. , She was in the kitchen one morn ing, putting the finishing touches f to the preparations for breakfast, 7 when she heard Mrs. Grey and r Henry enter the dining-room. a "Are you sure Mary knows no I thing about this matter ?" Henry - was saying. r "Yes, I am quite certain of it; 1 and I think we have been so for r tunate to -keep it from her." t "Yes, it would never do for her 3 to find it out now," Henry answer 1 ed. Mary wanted to hear no more, a but ran out into the back hall and r up stairs, whence she appeared in y the dining-room as the breakfast bell rung, looking a little flushed i and excited, but not enough so to cause comment. r After breakfast Mrs. Grey went. . out to make some little purchases, and Mary sat down in her hus a band's big arm chair in the sitting a room, and tried to reason herself r out of her absurd fears and suspi 1 cions. What was it that her husband and his mother were trying to - keep from her? Why did they treat her like a child, in her own 3 house? she thought indignantly; t it was shameful! t Her meditations were interrupt ed by the entrance of Miss Susan Skinner, who "had run over to . have a chat with her," as she t said : - "Why, my dear !" she exclaim 3 ed at first sight of Mary, "how > poorly you are looking ! What is L the matter ?" "Nothing sei-ious. I was very busy yesterday, and am a little tired." r "Ah, one more in the family a makes more work, I know. It ,won't do to wear yourself out this e way; you must let your mother in-law do her share of the work." r' "Ah, indeed she does," exclaim - ed Mary, quickly, "even more than I wish her to, sometimes." ,"Well, it seems to me she goes out more than you do." - "And so she ought. I have , Harry to claim my attention." "And she receives callers, too." a "I think you must be mistaken, L Miss Susan. She has made no ac a quaintances since coming hei'e." I "But I certainly saw a gentle man come here, two days ago, . when you were down town."~ - "A gentleman !" ."Yes, and she met him at the , door herself. Mr. Grey came home t in about-half an hour and took him 2 away with him." e' "Oh,it was probably some friend I of Henry's." . "Perhaps so," replied Miss Su - san, doubtingly. She soon took ,her departure, leaving Mrs. Grey's s mind in a very troubled state. > In vain did she try to reason with her herself; to persuade her -self that all this was no concern t of hers, it should not trouble her; still she could not help connecting a the visit of this gentleman with , the mysterious private conversa* s tions. Why was she not thought worthy their confidence ? Whby .all this secret plotting and schem "ing ? - s In spite of herself, all Miss Skin ner's warnings of a few weeks be s fore came back to her mind with redoubled force, until she could have wished herself deaf before ever listening to that hateful wo man. .Suspect her husband's mother, e that sweet, gentle faced woman, .of any treason toward her ! No, ~indeed, she would not ! -Still almost daily Mary found e herself interrupting stolen con - versations, and stumbling upon e evidences of the secret, and add s to this Miss Skinner's almost k daily "chats" with her, which al e ways left her feeling uncomforta ? bly with the world in general and 'her mother-in-law in particular no wonder that she grew thii and pale, and lost her appetite Mr. Grey and his mother won dered at it and tried in vain t< raise her spirits. Her husban< took her out driving daily. The day before Christmas came Mary pleaded that she was to4 busy when the time for her driv< came ; but Henry would not listei to it, and she put on her wrapi and went. The air was clear an< keen, and Mary felt much re freshed and invigorated when a last they drew up before the door "Run up stairs and take youi wraps off, Mary, and then com4 right down; I want to show yot something," said Henry, as h4 helped her out of the sleigh. When she came down stairs, h4 was waiting in the hall ; and drawing her hand through hii arm, conducted her to the parlor "What is it you wih me to see Henry ?" she asked, as they en tered the room. "Find out for yourself," he an swered, playfully. She raised her eyes, and ther gave a shrill scream of delight and with a bound, was across th4 room, standing beside a superl pianoforte. "Oh, Henry, where did thii come from ? What a perfec beauty ! I it really for me ? Oh how can I ever thank you ?" "One question at a time, m3 dear ; but I will answer your las one first. You have no right t( thank me for this Christmas pros ent. Here is the giver," replie< Henry, going up to his mother who had stood a quiet spectato: of Mary's pleasure, and putting his arm around her. "Mother ! is it possible ? Oh you darling! how can I ever thanl you ?" cried Mary, throwing he: arms, too, around Mrs. Grey, an< giving her a rapturous hug. "I am well surrounded, I see, said she, smiling on them proud ly. "I am glad you are pleased wit] your piano, Mary, and you shal repay me by getting all the en joymnent from it that you can." "It is something I have wante< ever since we were married," sai< Mary, "but Henry could not quit afford it." "And now you have you: heart's desire," said Henry, "bu at the expense of a little sinning I am afraid. Do you remembe one evening, about tro weeks ag< when you found the parlor doo: locked ? Mother and I were hold ing a consultation when.you cami and I sent you after the cira: case to give her time to run away I came-very near telling a fib tha night." "Yes," said his mother, "sue] planning and plotting as s e hayi had. The other day, when the mai came to make the final arrange ments about bringing the piano you were down town, and 1 wai so afraid you would return unex pectedly ; and this afternoon they came and put it up while yot were out driving; but I knev Henry would not bring you hom< too soon." Mary felt herself turning sic] and faint. This, th~en, was thi secret which had tormented he: so; these innocent plots and plan prompted by loving hearts! Wha a monster she was to have SUE pected this noble woman of an; wrong! She felt like humbling herself in the dust before her. "How white you are, child The excitement has been to< much for you," said Mrs. Grey. But Mary knew better. Still she kept her secret locked in he: own breast ; not by a word woul< she let this gentle woman knov how she had been tempted t' doubt her. Mary has gradually droppe< Miss Susan Skinner's acquaint ance, and that worthy spinste often complains how "dreadfull; uppish some folks bave grown ; but Mary is only too glad to b able to keep out of the reach o hier tongue; and finds ber great est comfort and delight in thi society of her mother-in-law, thai whom she thinks there is no bet te woman on earth. ' ieUHaueous. - HISTORY OF A PICTURI Two of the most celebrated i ists the world has ever kno - dwelt in the same city.. One lighted in delineating beauty in its graces of tint, form, and i tion. His portraits were insti with the charm of physical vig The graceful, half-voluptuous c line of form and feature harm ized with delicately blended tii On his canvas, the homeliest fa had an almost irresistible chai The'other found pleasure only depicting weird and gloomy s jects. Above all, did he excel painting the portraits of the ing. The agonizing death-thi the ghastly face and form, w all depicted with marvelous fid ty. There existed between th artists the most intense disli At length this dislike culminat The beauty-loving artist had b< engaged in painting the porti of a beautiful woman. Conn seurs pronounced it tbe most w derful piece of art that had e been produced. His brother ar was jealous of his fame and sou revenge. By bribing the kee of the studio he gained access the picture each night. At f he was content to only deaden brilliancy of the complexion eyes, efface the bloom from ch t and lip and paint a shadow either cheek. Later, his stro grew bolder and freer, and morning the artist awoke to I the entire outline of the port] changed. He could scarcely cognize in the emaciated form i haggard countenance the glow conception he had embodied.-' pallid face and expressionless e r he had attributed to a lack of g uineness in his materials ; when the outlines were chan he suspected the cause and in( - nantlydismissed the keeper. W the revengeful artist marred b i few rapid strokes of his skil i brush was only restored by ye . of patient industry. " Reader, n we name the artists,-Health, y Spaints the iowers and "gra Scarpet"' no less than the hun form divine,-Disease, the drea< artist who revels among the rr both of nature and humanity ~and Carelessness, the keeper whom Health often entrusts portraits. And is it not the be ty of woman, the most admired Sall the works which adorn studio of Health,thatDisease oft est seeks to mar? The slight stroke of his brush upon the d cate organization leaves an imp: that requires much skill and tience to efface. Restoration m be prompt. Carelessness must dismissed. Let suffering won Sheed the warning ere Disease 1marred their chief beaiuty--Hee -beyond reparation. Dr. Pier Favorite Prescription has b Sused by thousands of these suf ers, and they are unanimous their praise of its excellence. 'you would be transformed fr rthe pallid, nervous invalid int< Shappy, vigorous woman, try it SBoYs AND THEIR HOTHER, SSome one has written beautifi Sto the boys in the following n ner. Here is a whole sermoni Sfew sentences: Of all the love ~ fairs in the world, none can r pass the true love ot the big for his mother. It is a pure I and noble, honorable in the hi est degree to both. I do not m a dutiful affection. I1 mean a 1 which makes a boy gallant courteous to his motber, saying 1 every body that he is fairly in I I with her. Next to the love o 7 husband, nothing so crowns a ) man's life with honor as this ond love, this devotion of son I her. And I never yet knew a - to "turn out bad" who 'begun r falling in love with his mot] r Any man may fall in love wit 'fresh faced girl, and the man y a is gallant to the girl may erut f neglect the worn and weary ~ - But the boy who is a lover to a mother in her middle age is a t 1 knight who will love his wife -much in the sere-leaved autu na in thn daisy springtime. OWNING A HOME.-The strength of an American *republic is the - universal desire to own a home. a. It is moulding all the people, na tive and foreign born, into one art- homogeneous mass. The owner en ship of a home is something of de- which neither the Irish nor the all German laborer have, in their own no- country, any conception ; but here net it is the goal of their hopes and or. desires. Education comes next; ,t- is something the need of which is on- not felt until. the adornments of its. home are thought of. This de ces sire to own the roof under which rm. one sleeps is distinctively an in American characteristic,and seems ab- by nature adapted to the growth -in which is raising us in importance dy- in the scale of nations. It is the oe, link which connects the man-aith ere the government ; it adds to his eli- interest in the making and execu ese tion of the laws, and identifies ke. him with the usages and customs ,ed. of the people. It is this element 3en which gives the people of Switzer -ait land their utility and power, and :is- the lack of it causes nine-tenths on- of the unrest in Ireland. No ver feeling is stronger than the at List tachments of home, and no nation yht whose people possess this as a per common sentiment can lose its t' liberties. [rst the No CAUSE TOR GLooM.-The year nd has opened on us with everything td eek encourage, We have, on the side of on the government of the tax payers, a kes lawfully elected Governor and Lieuten. one ant-Governor, a House of Representa ind tives adjudged to be the only lawful rait House, a strong body of Senators, re- lacking only three to form a majority, and the entire Judiciary enlisted: on the ing side of the Constitutional House. And Che these factors of a complete and lawful yes government are sustained by that with. pen- out which no government can stand but the support of the entire property bed holding portion of the people. Againsl ig, us are the non-property holders and hat non-tax payers, who are the only sup. ya port of the Chamberlain conspiracy Iflwhich boasts a feeble majority of the ars Senate, acting against the Constitu eed tion, as its sole claim to the semblance who of lawful organization. With these points in the game, and time and pub. ia lic sentiment working every day more ded and more in our favor, we must win, LiWe have, therefore, no cause for gloom.-NYews and Courier. to his TirE APPLE CURE.-The apple a-cure is the use of apples as food L of on the same principles that grapes the are used. The cure by apples en- might be equally popular if intro ~est duced. Who has an orchard where eli- it can be tried ? A writer, states .m that after being troubled with at heartbarn, wakefulness, 'indiges ust tion, etc., he adopted the pi'actice ,be of eating apples with each meal endaily, and it cured him. When has he begun he weighed 130 pounds. lth T wo months later he had increased ,e' to 160 pounds, his strength being sen similarly increased. Instead ol rer- "bitters" for the stomach, cathar in tics for the bowels, iron for the Ifblood, all of which weaken the vital.organs and give a relief that -om is only temporary, apples are a > a natural stimulant. How ONE NORTH CAROLINA ED 'ITOR ,CONGRATULATEs ANOTHER. llMallard, of the Statesville Land au' mark, has at length found his long na sought duck, and is as happy as a a-buck. We wish him lots of luck ; mr- may he nevermore be stuck, in mis boy fortune's mire and muck, but have ove abundant pluck and worldly gear and gh- truck to run him filled up chuck, till san by death's dart he's struck and up to ove heaven "tuck."-Raeigh Sentinel. and__ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ to There are four indictments ove against the -Northfield bank rob f a bers, and if all these fail the citi WO- zeus stand ready to invite the sec- boys down under the hill to a to ready tree. boy-- - -- - by A Chinese official Darmed Man ier. Hap was found to be a defaulter h a to the government, and fifteen vho minutes after the figures were bal lly anced he had no head oo him. -ife. - - + + - his Information wanted as to the rue whereabouts of any article which as did not receive the highest award mn at the Centeenial. Needn't be particular about enclosing stamp. ADVERTISINC RATE$. Advertisements fussod at th f f61# per square-one ineh-frzAnt blsek, 75c. for each subsequent isertioa. flsr column advertisements tenper eent on &M Y Notices of meetings,obituaries aid t ii$ of respect, same rates per square as ordb 47. advertisements. Special notices in local column 15 *outs perline. Advertisements net marked with the Baa her of incrr*'' } i!~ 1 h kept in. till forbM and charged accordingly. Speciatl cont;9~cts made with large adver tisers, with liueral deductions on above rates Jwsg Psrx~~'laet Done with Neatness and Dispatch Terms Cash. - OLD Si ON THE NMGRO'S FRAN cHISE.-A gentle>an at the hotel, after reading that only nine hun dred 'negroes is I?ulton County were entitled to "oe asked Old Si, "Why don't more of the color ed people vote in tbi~ county ?" "'Kase dey h ~'t bin up ter do Captin's offis an' put down do sa gab."... "I don't quite understand." "Dey hezn't pade der pole taxes; dat's what's do matter." "Ab, yes, and why don't they pay the poll tax, whenit is only one dollar ?" "Fustly, 'kase de. dollar are not so handy -ez dey wought be, an' second, 'kase ob de dog tax prin cerpully 1" "Indeed, and: would-a man pro fer a dog to his vote?" "I sees, sali, -dat you -is a stran ger down heab, an' I has.to 'splain you dat do nigger am, berry pre cuii er in his .infectious. When do mussels ob a -niggar's' hart gits twined roun' a 16g, lie fires mor' comfort in dat pronnaty dian in all