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BILL AND THE WIDOW.
"Wife," said Ed. Wilbur one morn
ing as he sat stirring his coffee with
one hand and holding a plum-cake
on his knee with the other, and look..
ing across the table into the bright
eyes-of his little wife, "wouldn't it
be a g ,od joke to get batchelor Bill
Smiloy to take the widow Watson to
Barnum's show next week"
.t"u can't do it Ed., ho won't ask
her, he is so' awfuIl shy. V by, lie
caine her the other -iorning when I
was hanging out the clothes, and lie
looked over the fence and spoke, but
when I shook out a nightgown be
blushed like a girl and went away."
"I think I can manage it," said Ed
"but I'll have to lie just a little. But
then it wouldn't be much harm under
the circumstances, for I know she
likes hin, and he -don't dislike her,
but just a*ou say hu's 80 6hy. I'll
just go over to his place to borrow
some bags of him, and if I don't bag
him before I come back don't kiss mec
for a week, Nelly.".
So saying, Ed. star ted, and as lhe's
moving in the fields we will look at
Bill8miiley. He was rather a good
looking fellow, though his bair and
whiskers showed some gray hairs,
and he had got in a set of teeth. But
every one said he was a good soul,
and so he was. iIe had as good a
hundred acre farn- as in Norwich,
with a newv house and everything
c6nifottable, and if he wanted a wif-3,
many a girl would have jumped at
~ .the chance like a rooster on a grass,
hoppoe'. But Bill was so bashful
a1 ways was--aud when Susan Sher
rybottle, whom he was so sweet on,
though he never said 'boo' to her, got
married to old Watson, he just drew
his head in like amnud turtle into his
s hell, and there was no getting hun
out again, though it had been noticed
that since Susan had become a widow
be paid more attention to his clothes,
arnd had been very regular in atten
dance at the church the fair widow
attended. But here comes Ed, Wil
S"Good morning, Mr. Smiley."
"Good morning, Mr. Wilbur;
whatq the neQws your way?"
"0Oh, nothing particular that I
know of," said Ed., "only Barnum's
show that'every body is talking about
and everybody and his girl are going
to. I was over to old 8ockrider 's
' last i$nght and I see Gus has got a
new bMggy, and w as scrnbbing ullp
his harness, and he has got that white
fac,co. gi his as slick as a seal. I
und6ts d he thinks of taking the
wlow Watson to the show. IIe's
abeen hanging around there a good
deal oilate, but i'd just like to cut
him' out, I vould. Susan is a nice
Uitte woman, and deserves a better
mani than that young pup of a follow,
though I:Wonld not blame her mucli
either if she takes him, for she must
hab dread1ully hlcozo ndL.I h
has to let her farm on shares, and is
not balt worked, and no one seems to
have the spunk to speak to her. By
jingo! it I were a single man I'd show
them a trick or two."
So sayiug, Ed borrowed some bags
and started around the corner of the
barn, where he had left Bill sweeping
and put his ear to a knot hole and
listened, knowing the bachelor had a
habit of talking to himself when any
thing worried him.
"Confound that young Sockrider!"
said Bill, "what business h&s he there
I'd like to know? Got a new buggy
has he? Well, so have I, and new
harness too; and his horse ca,'t get
sight of mine; and I declare I've half
a mind to-yes, I will I I'll go this
very night and ask her to go to the
show with mne. I'll show Wilbur that
I'm not such a calf as he thinks I am,
it I did lot old Watson get the start
of me in the first place!"
Ed. could scarce help laughing
outright, but he hastily started home
to tell the news to Nelly; and at about
five o'clock that evening they saw
Bill go by tith his horse and buggy
on his way to the widow's. He jog
ged along thinking of the old sing,
ing school days-and what a pretty
girl Susan was then, and wondering
inwardly if he would have more
courage now to talk up to her, until
at a distance of about a mile from
her house, lh came to a bridge, he
gave a tremenduous sneeze and blew
his teeth ont of his nouh, and clear
over the side -of the bridge, and they
dropped into four feet of water.
Words cannot do justice to poor
Bill, or p)aint the expreision of his
face as he sat there-completely
dumnfounded at his startling piece of
ill luck. After a while he stepped
out of his buggy, and getting down
on his knees, looked over into the wa
ter. Yes, there they were at the
bottom, with a crowd of little fishes
rubbing their noses against tham and
Bill wishing ta goodness that his no8o
was a Que yr one second. IIis
beautiful teeth that had coit him so
much anid the show coming on and
no time to get another set, and the
widow anid young Sockrider. Well,
he must try and get them some how,
and no time to be lost for somoe one
might come along and ask him what
he was fooling around there for'. He
had no intention of spoiling his
clothes by wading in with them on;
and besides if he did he could not go
to the widows that night, so he took
a look up and down the road to see
that no one was in sight, and then
quickly und reseed himself, laying his
clothes in the buggy to keep them
clean. Then he ran around the bank
and waded into the almost icy cold
water, but his teeth did not chatter in
his head, he only wished they could.
Quietly he waded along so as not to
stir the mud up, and wvhen he got to
the right spot he dropped nder the
wvater', and came out with his teeth in
his hand, and replaced them in his
mouth. But hark! *What noise is
that? A wagon'and a dog barking
with all his might, and biia horse is
starting. "Whoa! whoa! Stop you
brute y'n: stop!" But atop lie would
not, and went off at a spanking page
with the un fortunate bachelor nfier
him. Bill was 'certainly in capital
running costume but though lie
strained every nervo- lie could not
touch the buggy or reach the lines
that were dragging on the gro;und.
After a while bis plug hat shot oil
the seat, and the hind wheel wecnt
over it, making it flat as a pancake.
Bill snatched it as he ran,.and( after
jamming bis fist into it, stuck it, all
dimpled and dusty' on his head. And
now he sawv the Widow's house on
top of the hill, and what, oh what
will he do? Then his c>at fell out
and lhe slipped it on, and then mak
ing a desperate effort ho got ho0ld of
the back of the seat and sc rambled hn.
and nulling n hnffal.o roha ove bj
leg stuffed the other thisigs beneath.
Now the horse happened to be one
he got from 'Squire Moore, and
ho got it from the Widow, and be
took it into his head to stop at her
gate, which Bill had no power to pre
vent, as he was too busy buttoning
his coat up to his chin to think of
doing much else. The Widow heard
the rattling of wheels and looked out,
and seeing that it was Smiley, and
that he didn't offer to got out, she
went out to see what lie wanted, and
there she stood chatting, with her
arms on the top of the gate, and her
face towards him, while the chills
ran down his shirtless back clear to
his bare feet beneath the buffalo robe
and the water from his bair and the
dust from his hat -had combined to
make some nice little streams of mud
that came trickling down his face.
She asked him to come in. No, he
was in a hurry he said. btill he did
n )t offor to go. He didn't like to ask
her to pick up his reins for him, be,
cause he did not know what excuse
to make for not doing it himself.
Then lie looked down the road be
hind him and saw a white faced
Lorse coming and at once surmised
it was that of Gus Sockrider. He re
solved to do or die, and hurridly
told his errand. The Widow
would be delighted to go, of course
she would. But woul.In't lie come
in? No, he was in a hurry he said;
he had to go on to Green's placo.
"Oh," said the W idow; '-you're go
ing to Green's are you? Why, I am
going there myself to get one of the
girls tol help tme quilt to-morrow.
Just wait a second while I get my
bounet and shawl, and I'll ride with
you. And away she skipped after
"Thunder and lightning!" said Bill
"what a scrape!" and lie hastily
clutched his paints fron between hie
feet and was preparing to wriggle
into them, when a little wagon drawn
by a white faced horso, driven by a
boy, and stop ped beside him. The
boy hald up a pair of hoots in one
ha d and a pair of socks in the other,
and just as the Widow reached the
gate again, he said:
"Here's you~r boots and socks Mr.,
Smiley, that you left on the bridge
wvhen you were in swimming."
"You're mist aken," said Bill, 'they
are not mine."
"Why," said the boy, "ain't you
the young man that had the race af
ter' the horse just no vi''
"No, sir', I am not! You had bet
ter go on about your business," Bill
sighed at the loss of his Sunday boots
and turning to the Widow said:
"Just p)ick uip the lines will you,
please; this brute of a horse is always
switching them out of my hands."
The Widow complied, then he pul
led one corner of the robe cautiously
dowvn as she got in.
''What a lovely evening," said sh.e
"and so warm, I dont think we want
the robe over us, do we?"
(You see she had a nice neow dress
and a pair of new gaiters, and she
wanted to show them.)
"Oh, my!" said .Bill earnestly,
"you'll find it chilly riding, and I
wvouldn't have you catch cold for the
She seemed p)leased wvith this ten
dor' care for her besith, and contented
herself with sticking one of her little
feet out with a long silk noectie over
the end of it.
"What's that Mr. Smiley, a neck
"Yes," said lie, ,'I bought it the
other day and I must have left it in
the buggy. Never mind it."
''But,".said she, "it was careless;"
and stooping over she picked it up,
and made a motioni to stuff it in be
Uill felt her hand going dowvn, and
making a dive after tt, clutched it in
his hand held hard and fast.
he still holding her hand in his and
wondering what they shoild do when
they got to Green's and she wonder
ed why he did not say something
nice to her as well as squoezo her
hand; why his coat was buttoned up
so tightly on such a warn evening,
and what made his face and hat so
dirty, until they were going down a
little hill and one of the traces come
unhitched and they had to stop.
"Oh, murder!" exclaimed Bill,
"What is the matter, Mr. Smiley?"
said the Widow, with a start which
came near jerking the robe off his
"One of the traces is off," answer
"Well, why don't you get out and
put it oni?"
"I can't," said Bill, "I've gQt-that
is, I haven't got-on, dear, I'm so
tick. What shall I do?"
"W by, W illie," said she tenderly,
'what is the matter, do tell me?" She,
gave his hand a little equeeze, and
looked into his pale face. She thought
lie was going to faint, so she got out
her smelling bottle with her left hand,
and pulling the stopper out with her
teeth, she stuck it to his nose.
Bill was just taking in breath for a
mighty sigh, and the pugnant odor
made him throw back his head so far
that lie lost his balance and went over
tho low back bnggy. The little wo
man gave a low scream as his bare
foet and legs passed her head; and
covering her taco with her hands
gave way too tears or siniles-it is
hard to tell which. Bill was right
side up in a moment, and leaning
over the back of the seat appologizing
and explaining, wiien Ed Wilbur and
his wife drove up behind and stop%
ped. Poor Bill would anther have
been shot than had El. Wiibur catch
him in such a scrape, but there was
no help fur it now so be called Ed to
him and whispered in his ear. Ed.
liked to burst with laughter, but he
beckonid to his wile to dr'aw up, and
after saying something to her', he
helped the widow out of Bill's buggy
and into his own and the two womnen
went on, leaving the men behind.
Bill lost no time in arranging his
toilet as well as he could, and then
with grea~t persuasion Ed. got him
home with him and after hunxting up
slippers and socks, getting washed
and combed, bad him quite respecta
ble wvhen the ladies arrived. I need
not tell you how the story was all
wor'med out of bashful Bill, and how
they all laughed as they sat around
the tea table that night, but will con,%
elude by sayinug that they went to the
show together, and Bill has no fear of
CoLUMBIA, August 13.--Major G.
L. Buist, the chairman of the Demo,
oratic party in Charloston county,
was in consultation to day with Gov.
Hampton and Col. Rlaskell, chairman
of the State JDonmocratic Executive
Committee, as to the auties of the
County- Democratic Oonmmitteo in
reference to the Charleston mnunici,
pal election ini Decomibor.
They both cheerfully gave their
views to Major Buist, and ugnosurred
with him as to the necessity of' the
Democratic party being united in
their action in the elect,ion, and tho
imperative duty of the Domocracy
presenting a bold, solid and success
ful front to any nomination not made
by the regular Domocratic Convens
When a hiousewife stir'reth a fruit
cake, the wicked fly rejoiceth and is
exceedingly glad; yea, lie ocracketh
his heels together and winketh his
left optic, for he knoweth the hour
of his exultation la at hand. IIe
sect eteth hiimself amidst the cur
rants, and as he smnothereth in the
batter his heart is at peace, for he
knoweth that soon lie shall be a
niether' millstone of' indigestion In
the stomach of hini whi~oaiily
(levoureth the cake-Jeffersonian.
Monopolies are simply the expe
dients of capitalists, to make money
out of consumers, by excluding coin.
petition, internal and external.
One method of internal exclusion
is effected in the case of our Patent
Laws. The professed-object of these
laws is to encourage invention, and
to give to inventors a legitimate re
ward, protectod from the imitation
and use of others. Uut the Paent,
is a shackle, a burden on industry.
The domestic consumer pays twice,
perhal)s ten tines the cost of the
article invented. And yet, in nine
cases out of ten, the invention is re
ally produced in Europe by a Eu
ropean, and not in the United States.
Enterprising speculators from the
United States, haunt all the Patent
oflices in Europe, and, as soo)
as they see an invention which may
be turned to profit in the United
States, they get a copy of it and enr
ter it iid the Patent Office at Wash
ington. Thus they shut off all e im
petition in producing it in this coun
try for thirteen years. Tha Patent
office is thus used to prevent the
people of the United States from
availing themselves of the inventions
in Europe, and to make them tribu
tary to the patentee in the use of his
monopoly. Very often too-indeed
generally-a useful invention in the
United States is far more beneficial
to the people of foreign nations than
to the people of this Union. The
inventor is sending his machine to
Europe, pays a certain duty there,
which is revenue, and not a prohibi
tory tax. With duty paid, having
the start of European imitators, he
sells his machine at prices highly re
munerative. But at home to the
American consumer he doubles or
trebles these prices, thus by this
monopoly of production practically
Take the case of two of the most
useful inventions, or rather improve,
mente, monopolized under' the Patent
Laws of the United States-the Sews
ing Machine and McCor'mack's Reap
er. It appears from a revelation of
facts in thme law suits, that a sewing
mnachine costs for the material and
work of making it $12. We for years
paid $70. The sameo machines were
at that timo exported to Europe, and
after paying freight acrosa the At
lantic and the foreign duty imposed,
sold with a handsome profdit, for $32.
Here then was an immense diffor
ence in favor of the foreignt con
Mr. McCorniack, in a law suit in
stituted b)y him against an infringe
mnent of his patent, stated that his
reapers cost $50 to manufacture
them. The price to the American
purchgaser at that very time was
nearly $200. It was asserted, and
apparently without contradiction,
that one of these machines which
cost $700 could be built for $100.
And this is the case with all the
other implements of agricultural
industry. And besides Patent Laws,
prohibitory duties are laid upon
them all by thbe Tariff of the United
States, giving to the American mnan
ufacturers a monopoly in producing
We are, therefore, gratified to see
the agitation against monopolies,
both in the South and in the agricul
to ral North west.-Charlesmton Journa
at of Coinmnerce.
James Williams, a day labourer
in Shirewsburg, Vermont, is said to
have received a bequest of $1,000,000
from a relative in England.
There is a good deal said about
women's love of dress, but we believe
none of them are so munch bound up
in their clothes as the Egyptian
T h o rigi nnl grrenb ank-....fo.
The Nez PerOeS War.
CMCAtro, August 1S.-Tho foflow..
ing is an official report from General
Gibbon of tho Indian fight in Montana
- - Ar - ~ - , .r
on Auguei 9; Surprisou ho 14oz
Peroes camp here this morning. Got
possession of it after a hard *ght, in
which both sides os5 heavily. Capt.
Logan and Lieut. Bradley are killed;
mysolf, Capt. Williams and Liouts.
Coolidgo, Woodrrrff and English are
wounded, the last seriously."
The following has been received
from Gen. Howard, dated Tart Crook,
Big Holo Canon, August 10: "Co.
Gibbon, with about two hundred men,
attacked the Indiak camp in Mig Role
bain at dawn yesterday. He seems
to have had considorable success at
first, but the Indians fought him all
day. Several men from the battle
field are with me here, It is eighteen
miles distant. *They say thero are
at least fifty soldiers killed and wound
od. Capt. Logan and Lieut. Bradley
are reported killed, and Col. Gibbon,
slightly wounded. The distanco from
Missoula to the battlefield is about
125 miles. I have jtessed every
nerve to overtake Gibbon, who had
four days the start of me from Cor
vallis, Montana. I pushed forward
with a small escort to day, making
fifty-three miles, leaving my com
mand to follow. I hope to give Gib
bon valuable assistance tomorrow
with my cavalry and fifty infantry in
Tho following was recoived on the
12th from Gen. Howard on Gibbon's
battlefield: "Reached Gen. Gibbon at
10 o'clock a. m., to day; ho assailed
the Indians at daylight of the 9th,
and inflicted great loss upon them.
His own casualties are soven Offiers,
fity-throe men and ton volunteer.
Gen. Gibbon Is wounded, but not se
riously. His supplies are not cut off
tis reportod. Gibbon's command is
in the best of spirits; th6 last of the
Indians left last night. I shall conce
tinue the pirsuit as soon as my com.
mand is up."
The following dispatch was ros
coivod at military headquarters to
day, dated 2Big Hole P,ass, August 11,
from Gen. Gibbon: "My loss in tho
battle of the 9th was seven offieers
and fifty-three meon killed and wound-.
ed. I am satisfied the Indians suf
fored much more, for the surprise was
comploto, and many were killed in
the Teppeos or on running ouit. 'Forty
dead Indians woro counted on about
one half the battlefield. Gen. Howard
haa just arrived, and I believe he een
catch them again. As soon as I canh
get the services of a doctor I propose
to move to Deer Lodgo and take most
of our wounded to Fort Shaw. They
are all doing well, but I fear Liieut.
English is mortally wounded.''
Mrs. Crapo, who, with her husband
crossed the ocean n a small boa&*
'writes home to New Bedford, Mass,
con)firming the story of their hard-.
ships. She slept on a wet bed all
through the voyago. They had seven
gales, the last being very haird; "but,"
she says, "God was with us, and He
calmed the sea so that we were able
to mako sail. The aox4 morning
God spokeo to mo and said: 'Ilam with.
thoo; don't fear. Trust in Me, and I
will ignd thee safe on the shore.' The
tears drg~poed down my face liko
rain. '' gIrsO rnpo complains of pan
all throggl) h,F' ody; she famnted t w ice
on' the passagg. 'I h husband, too,
was badly used, and both have quito
enough dory voyaging. "/We would
fot updortaiko 6his vdyage again for
considerable," she went wmeo. ''Noth..
ing could make sugo
John Horn, Jr.,'ofDere1t 4do mas
save-I 181 persons from drowniing,was.
prosen ted by his follow cit,izen,s with a
gold watch worth *518. This gentle.
man is eviden'tly not the article refer
rod t;o as alI~Irn,joo many.
"lb is a man after my own heart,
pa," said Julia, reverting to henr Char
los Augustus. "Nonsense," replied
old Practical; "ho is a man after tho
money your uncle loft you." And
then ailI was quiet.