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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Vol. XIX. NEWBERRY, S. C., THURSDAY, JUNE 28, 1883. No. 26. Is PUBLISNED E RRY THURSDAY MORNING. At Newberry, 8. C. BY THOS. F. GREN1KR-, Editor and Proprictor. Terms, $2.o per slnumm, Invariably in Advance. ;7" The paper is stopped at the expiration of time for whch it is paxd 7 The 4 mark denotes expiration of subscription. J I scell ~IAG 9PEM Embracing a 1 CLOT| SIl; YOUTE I CASSIMERE SU CHEVIOT FLAN] S 'rents' Furni! This stock is complete in all its varietie My Stock of Ge harbeen selected with great care and c Low Quarters and Gaiter All orders addressed to my care wi M.] COLUMBIA, S. C. May 2. 1S-ti. Talbott PORTABLE ANI Engines ai SAW AND CC Cottoni eins Have been Awarded FIRST PRE] EVERY FAIR WIH WE CHALLENGE v ~ We Deal D)irect wvith tihe Purcha WRITE FOR ( Ad'dress, T.ALBO CHARLOTTE, N. C. MIay-8, 19-Smios. 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Little Robin tell Kitty I'm coming, With fairest ofhopes in my heart, I'll wait where the brooklet is running, Then fly birdie, quickly depart I'll be at the foot of the meadow, Adown in the shady gieen dell, And there in the oak's spreading shadows, Our love for each other we'll tell. Chorus. Little Robin tell Kitty I'm coming. To meet her the same as of yore, The old love is still purely burning, There's none I so fondly adorc; Then go pretty bird with your message; Don't tarry so long in the air, But fly, don't delay on your passage, And tell her be sure to be there. Chorus. pet-Cub *torn. iii1iGE IN FORTLNE Mr. Timothv Bloom, salesman in Ir. Crabb's big retail dry-goods tore, was stealthily eating his unch in a dusty corner amongst ome empty packing boxes. It was ot a very good lunch, and warm as he day was, he had but one glass f ice water to drink with it. A very mild, pleasant-looking oung fellow was Timothy Bloom, ith eyes like a pretty girl's, and air hair parted aown the middle; ut he was rather doleful at this ioment, for Crabbe, -senior, had ist been abusing him for permit ing a lady, who was not to be suit d by mortal salesman, to get off rithout buying anything, and had kewise informed him that he had een five seconds late that morning ,nd would in consequence "he de ucted an eighth" on Saturday vening. That was not pleasant, and Mr. rabbe's manner was not pleasant, nd the dusty corner and the stale and-wich were not pleasant. And ~ho can wonder that poor Timothy loom, looking up at a row of dec rated corset boxes above his ead, and taking his idea from the inged infant pictured upon them emarked, under his breath : "I wish I was a cherub." At this moment, even as' the ish fluttered up to the corset ~oxes, a little boy, about three feet igh, bearing on his bosom a badge ith the enormous number 1189, ame around the counter, and fixed is pathetic eyes on Mr. Bloom's ~lass of water. --I say, Mr. Bloom," he whis ered, pathetically, "won't you give ne just a mouthful of that water? ~Ir. Crabbe says us cashes ain't to tave no drinks, and I'm chokin'." Mr. Bloom smiled pitifully at the hild, a forlorn widow's bread-win ier, and said mildly, as he held out he glass: "Here, Johny. take half. I'd et you have it all if we were not imited to one glass ourselves." "Guess water is gettin' dear." aid Johnny, eagerly swallowing he share allowed of tihe coolling raught, but scrupulously careful tot to exceed the permission. "Thank 'ee. You're a brick. fr. Bumps hit me a lick when I sked him. Here, have the paper? t. customer left it on the desk. ave it for' me to take home to mar rhen I go home to-night. Sihe kes to read the m'urders and them hngs-" '"Cash 1189 !" shrieked a female oice. "Cash ! Cash !" "It's Miss Pringle. I must go," hispered Johnny, and sped away n terror. There were ten cash boys in the tore, and they had been nunbered igh to sound well. Mr. Bloom peeped around the oxes at the clock, saw -he ad ten minutes more to him lf, and opened the paper. The. st thing his eyes lighted upon ~as an advertisement.,f a fine untry seat for -saile, and he read through-the description of the stables, barns. bath-tubs. conserva tory, veranda, lawn and kitchen garden; the well, the octagon par lors and the cupola; the tiled halls and frescoed ceilings, as though he intended to buy it for himself that afternoon. Then he cast his eye upon an ac count of how Mr. Mullen had beat en Mrs. Mullen. and been arrested for so doing; and then he found himself reading a paragraph to the effect that the heirs of Timothy Bloom, of Lancaster. England, if living, might hear of something to their advantage by applying to Jones & Johnson -- street. = My name," thought Mr. Bloom, at first. Then, with a start, he re. membered that he had heard his grandfather was named Timothy. Certainly, he came from Lancaster, England. His father, David Bloom, had been an only son. He was an only son himself. Well, then, he was Timothy Bloom's heir. if it should prove that the Timothy Bloom inquired for was really his father's father. "But, oh, psha !" said Mr. Bloom. "This sort of thing couldn't happen to me. It's some other Timothy, not poor old grandfather." And he copied the address of Jones & Johnson into his pocket-book, and went back to his counter quite calmly, though he wrote to Jones & Johnson that night. However. wonders will never cease. When Tim Bloom, the meek est of all young salesmen went home that Saturday evening with a "deducted" salary and a scolding, he found Mr. Johnson himself in his boarding-house parlor, and an examination of the family Bible in his possession, and of a certain bundle of yellow letters that Mr. Bloom had more than once decided to burn, but had, fortunately. spared, settled the matter. Half a million of money had come to him in the regular course of nature, and he was richer not only than Mr. Crabbe, but than any of his most fashionable 'customers. It was a wo iderful surprise to lit tle Tim Bloom, and he scarcely grasped the idea at first. Even af ter he had told his chief confidant, his landlady pretty grand-daugh ter, Mehital le White, a pretty, pink-cheeked, capable damsel, call ed Hetty, for short-he only went so far as to think of a pair of patent-leather lboots and a diamond cravat-pin. i ofl Hletty awakened hmtfulreal ization of his changed condition by saying, rather seriously, and look ing away from him: "Of course, urandma's won't suit you any longer, Mr. Bloom, and you'll never have to go back to Crabbe & Co.'s again." "By George !I never thought of it; so I sha'n't," said Tim Bloom. "No more counter-jumping for me; and if Mrs. White will let me hire the back parlor, i'll take that. Go away? Not I !" "Not yet; it's too soon," said Hetty, to herself; "but he'll go when he quite understands." "Let me congratulate you, my dear Mr. Bloom," said Mr. Crabbe, bowing. as he parted from the de partedl clerk as he did to the car riage-customers at the very store door. "I have always felt a su periority in you over the other young men. I said to my daugh ter, Belinda, the other day : 'If it were not for giving offense to otherg I should ask Mr. Timothy Bloom to our little evenings. Some. thing of the Prince in disguise about him; but an employer ha:s his duties. They sometimes make his heart ache; but he must perform them.' " Mr. Bloom remembered the pla card over the water-cooler : "Cashes not allowed drinks ;" "a cash who drinks deducted one-half," and thought that if Mr. Crabbe really had a heart this must be true. Tim Bloom was a rich man; but had no rich friends as yet. The clerks at Crabbe & Co.'s had been always quarreling amongst them selves, and he had not known one in private. The boarders were not "sociable ;" he treated them to ice cream several times, and took Hetty White to a concert or two. He improve3d his mind in libraries and museums, and set up a book can of his own. into which he put a miscellaneous assortment of vol umes; but when one day he re ceived a perfumed envelope, in viting him to lawn tennis party at Mr. Crabbe's country seat, he felt that the disipations of the wealthy had just begun for him. He ac cepted, of course, and went attired in perfect style, and looking very well, indeed. He returned bewildered. Miss Crabbe was very handsome. She played and sang and danced and was "stylish." She had set her cap for him, and Mr. Crabbe-yes, ac tually Mr. Crabbe-had plainly allowed him to see 'tat he would give .his consent to the match. "Two months ago he called me a "stupid idiot.' Two months ago he snubbed me, whenever he spoke to me," thought Tim. Bloom. "Yes, this is the old story; everybody, everybody, even old Mrs. White, flattering and cringing to my money. I wonder whether Hetty is the same?" And in the seclu sion of his own apartment, poor, young Tim Bloom actually cried; though Mr. Crabbe called. that evening and took him to a charm ing stage party. where the guests were principally in the dry-goods line. and in every direction one's ears caught the remark, "sold a bill of goods to a man," and where every one scorned to drink any thing less costly than champagne. "You rascal," said the excellent father, on the way home, "I see you are afraid to speak, bnt I know you couldn't keep your eyes off my Belinda last Wednesday." "Could I hope for your consent, if she-" "My dear boy-ha ! ha ! ha ! Why, ask her and see !" cried Mr. Crabbe. "It has always been the wish of my heart, even when you were a poor clerk, and she (don't say I told .you) alays admired you -always !" At nine o'clock, one night, Mrs. White's door bell rang, and a mes senger boy handed in a letter-a big letter, with a big seal, and "im mediate" on it. What could it be? Something about the property of course. Mrs. White carried it her self to Mr. Bloom's room, and as she handed it in, saw him seated beside a table, on which stood wine and a tray of delicacies. Mr. Crabbe was at supper with her boarder. "Excuse me," said Timothy. "Oh ! certainly," said Mr. Crabbe. Timothy opened the letter, read it. utered a deep sigh, and passed it to Mr. Crabbe. Mr. Crabbe read it and turned purple. "Do I understand it?" said Tim othy, hiding his face. "Your lawyer says the property is no longer yours-that your grand father was not the right Timothy Bloom, and that the real heir will demand a restor. ion of all that you have spent already." "Yes, I was right," said Mr. Bloom. "But, Mr. Crabbe, after all, I shall do very well. I can go back to your store, and Miss Belin da has quite a sufficient little for tune of her own We can still be happy." Mr. Crabbe leaped to his feet. "Sir ! sir !" he said. "this is a great piece of impertinence, sir. You haven't spoken to Belinda." "But you assured me-" began Timothy. "I didn't !" shrieked Mr. Crabbe. "At least I was mistaken. I came here with the intention of telling you upon my word and honor, that she can't endure you; and as for the store, you were a most incom petent salesman. There is nio sit uation open. Sorry for you, but -Good-night. Good-night." "Good-night," said Timothy. Then as the door closed, lie took up his letter and carried it to old Mrs. White, who with IIetty as as sistant, was seeding raisins for next day's pudding, sitting one on either side of the drop-light in the dining-room. "I shall have to give up the back parlor," said poor Timothy. "And as for my half hall bedroom, I don't know how to pay for that; for Mr. Crabbe won't take me back." "Trime-serving old wretch !" said Mrs. White. "No matter, Mr. Bloom I'll trust you. Intentions being right, I never will be hard on my boarders, and you can keep the parlor until ist is lured, because it's more comfortable." "And try to keep up your spirits," said Hetty; "for, after all. money isn't everything." "It seemed too sudden to last," said Mrs. White. "I never trust these lawyers." So the good souls comforted him, and after a while, when he asked Iletty to take a little walk with him, she consented. There was a little park on the op posite side of the street. and though the gates were locked they walked around its railings. Their talk was long and earnest, and at last Tim othy said: --Well, Hetty, poor as I am, will you promise to marry me some day?" And she had answered, "Yes, Tim," very simply-and so it was settled; and for a young man, re cently reduced from affluence to" poverty, Mr. Bloom certainly look ed very happy as they went home together. But it was only when Mrs. White had given her loving consent to his marrying Hetty when they had enough for bread and butter, that he made confes sion : "I can't keep it to myself any longer. grandma. I wrote that let ter myself. I'm as rich as I-ever was, and Ive tested my friends. Old Crabbe has proven false, and you have proven true. I felt sure about Hetty all the while; and when we are married you' must live with us, and there shall be no more hard work and boarders for you in this world, you dear old soul." . After which the reader is to un derstand a wedding and a happy life for all.-Mary Kyle Dallas, in N. Y. Ledger. buff RtSUB. WASHINGTON LETTER. From Our Regular Coirespondent. WASHINGTON, D. C., June 18, 1883. The Supreme court not having yet adjourned there is still a slight evidence of life in and about.the capitol building. Somebody has lately been writing about the over worked condition of the judges of this court. It really is too bad. The easy-going farmers and busi ness men over the country who labor from sun to sun, and several hours besides, will sympathize with these poor judges when they hear the story of ther wrongs. They sit for four or five hours every day except Saturday. On that day they get together in the consultation room an~d go over the cases of the week, compare notes and agree on a decision. Then the chief justice names the judge who is to prepare the opinion. There are nine judges, and of course each has his turn at the opinions. Of course there is some labor in the preparation of an important opinion in an important case, covering a decision which must stand as the law of the land. And it has been asked when a judge is to perform this, the real brain work of his position. Shall he do it when he comes home from the court in the middle of the afternoon and hungry for his dinner? Prob ably not. Will he do it after din ner? Not likely; for he generally has engagements. and most of the time has to dine out, which is sure ly incompatible with writing opin ions. Many brain workers do their best at nights, but if a judge is full of terrapin, canvas backs, Burgundy and champagne. he can't write, at night, and he wont feel much in the humor for it next morning. So, on tne whole the position is full of difficulties. Speaking of dining out, it is hoped that President Arthur will be able for a time to restrain his pro pensity for big dinners and their accompaniments. I am informed that after the Willard Bartlett din ner in New York he experienced a recurrence of the same symptoms which were noticed at Savannah on the recent Southern trip. These frequent indulgences seem to be telling heavily upon his physical powers, robust as they are. His countenande is sometimes pallid. Champagne and Burgundy freely used will tell. The President be took himself to the cottage at the ~Soldiers' Home Saturday and will remain there until about the 10th ofJuly, when he will go to New port for a short stay. From there he will go on board the Despatch for a trip along the coast as far east as Mount Desert. This may occu py three weeks. He will then try once more some of the good fishing in Canadian waters, such as he en joyed last year. In August he hopes to be able to go to the Yosem ite Valley. This is said to be an authoritative statement of his plans. The result of the Star-route trial adds one more to the violent shocks which ou: jury system has recently received, and there must be some doubt in the minds of intelligent men how many more such the sys, tem can stand. There have all along been misgivings about this jury -its competence to deal with the case. But the most sanguine friends of the accused never hoped for an acquittal. It was generally believed that the defendants were sure of one or more jurors, and a disagree ment was the account looked tor; but the announcement of a verdict of "not guilty" created universal surprise and amazement. How it was brought about is a profound mystery as yet. It gives the phe nomenal result of declaring inno cent, with the others, one defendant who was convicted on the first trial and who entered a plea of guilty in the present trial. But this verdict will not change the one which the honest, intelligent American people found against these plunderers long ago, when the fac' were first made known. And in all the circum stances and intricacies of this me morable trial there is but one re deeming feature-the record made by Richard Merrick as attorney for the people. Whatever may be thought of the character or good faith of the fellow Bliss, who, as an old chum of the President, -WW ceived sonieheie in thieeighboi hood o( $75,000 of the people's money for his part in the affair, no body doubts that in Mr. Merrick the government had at least one attorney who was. honestly working to punish rascality. And he pei formed his part nobly. That jus tice has been cheated is certainly not his fault. PHONO. THE ADVANTAGES OF NEWS PAPER ADVERTISING. The following testimonials as to the efficacy of judicious newspaper advertising were furnished by lead ing business houses of New York city to an agency whose business it is to make contracts for advertis ing: "We believe in printer's ink. Advertise in the best newspapers largely and well, and returns are sure. The stronger the advertis ing, the larger the returns." *"Money may be thrown away in advertisements as easily as in any other way. Success depends upon the selection of proper mediums and persistency. The best medium in our judgment is a good news paper. "In no department of business is there probably so much money wasted as in advertising, and in no department are - good judgemnent and experierce more repuisite. Twenty-five years' experience has clear'y demonstrated the superior advantages and economy of news paper advertising over all other mediums offered for that purpose.' "An experience of many years has convinced us of the great value and benefit derived from carefully prepared advertisements .of such goods as are in stock. Not over estimating their quality or quantity, but conforming as near as possible to their merits, and inserting the same in influential newspapers, handsomely displayed. We have found the cost returned to us in increased trade tenfold." "During the last. twenty years I have spent thousands of dollars in advertising in all the old and new-fangled methods which are daily set before persistent advertis era, and have long been satisfied that if a man tells the truth in the newspapers he is sure to get ample returns for his money. Two or three lines in a large daily has often resulted in returning to me one hundred times the cost." "Have what the public want. Sell it with a moderate profit. Ad vertise largely in first class news Advertimmn 1.6Ler ssre(oine and? een s for esk Doble coZan adier. vm si on above. Ndaesat 8pa3s1 Notices m Lft per mmnom bere[! i w lwi DONE WITH Nn ss ay& TERMS CASH 1 THREE DOLL&R BLACKING BEOi A lot of Boston to B traveling in. a sleeping CA Nevada traveler.. In the i when the porter went ro lect his assessments on ing, there was a g t cn among the Boston toursta: paid him a five.cent those who had no compelled to yield up All the while the Nevda dressed in ordinary c e : reading his newsp4er porter'reached him he inquiringly: "Did you black uybrt - "Yes, sah." "You did a splendid o had my boots blacked sa_ fore on this line. Here's lars." When the porter - money the Boston peop - ed up astonished, -and was rumored about Mackey was aboard or Strothers was out on a trip. In a few rinube man and the porter met.(bychan in the smoking room. - "When does my sleeping tre run out?" "Your time was- p sa Ogden; but if you want Beno,.boss, it's all right, The traveler gave the drink out of a black bot ij porter winkedc nine seconds as -he ' traveler's health.- - Six dollars saved. the road to weath.-Oae~~ W AIT FORK V&E A A strong man lauo. bed in'fall "unknnwar sea whick the world." His 1le the pet and baby, .sat-o holding his hand in hers uii ging himto 'det up andd& The dying man looked at eyes whose love was on . quenched in death Sad s faltering voice: 'Papa must goaoe-pi go alone a long, long b r : The little one slipped bed and ran out of the room. she returned with hat and ready for a~ walk, and ~~ satchel on 'hier arm. Even; brief space the father han unconscious and A.he heart friends caught up the-little aind> whispered to her: 'Hush, papa is going P' Then there rangout the sad ing cry as the -child held ima pleading arms 'Wait for me papa.' The dying man opened ise looked r t his little dauighter; smile, aad framed some words dible to mortal ears, and. soene into re st, perhaps bearing idt1b beyor d moon and starsth echccs of his darling's oe tro t Post. paners, aud you are bound to tra le. Let the newspape- * best you can obtain, no what the cost. It is but ? that an advertiser mnust, is gree, share in and thereb~ from, the respect which a entertains for an fably conda journal." "If what you have to sayz strictly true, say it in agoo na paper. Its r3aders are in will appreciate a bargain ~~ every such dustomer you m6 advertiser. For forty-seven e nine-tenths of our adveraising been done on this plan, and of:M -whole expenditure, all that we' gret is contained in thseif tenth." The books which help you' d are those which make you i the most. The hardest way learning is by easy reading. Honor and virtue are of the soul, without whichi though it -be reallybetfn not to be thought sOe Married 1Iife- be.w and buy. -, Ho tcatchk