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"One moment, if you please," j
A movement of Mr. Freston's hand de
tained his elderly cashier as he turned to
leave the inner office.
"I suppose young Chester's marriage
-tatss pisce to-morrow. Do you know
anything of the connection thai 1:3 is
"Only good, sir. The bride, Miss
Glyn, is a daughter of my oldest friends.
A truer-hearted girl than R?tha never
lived; and the praise, or blame, of
Chester's introduction to her rests with
"That should indicate," said Mr. Fres
ton, smiling, "that you estimate his
"I have every reason for doing so."
"Thank you, Mr. Gascoygne. Kindly
tell Chester that I wish to see him."
Rodney Chester, being junior cashfer
to Messrs, Finch & Freston, bankers,
- seldom entered their private office.
Therefore it was with quickened pulses
he obeyed Mr: Freston's summons. That
gentleman greeted him pleasantly, albeit
he sighed half en viously, as he contrasted
his own gray hairs and declining vigor
with the stalwart proportions and hand
some features of the honest-eyed young
fellow awaiting his commands, every fiber
of whose being was tense with fullness of
life, power, and joyous anticipation.
"So you propose visiting the Riviera,"
Mr. Freston said, concluding a few words
of congratulation and mquiry. "Is Nice
included in your route?"
"Probably we may see it; but Cannes
is our destination, a relative resident
there having offered us his villa while
absent on a yachting cruise."
"Then will you execute a small com
mission for the firm? My request may
seem somewhat unreasonable at such a
time, but it can only be entrusted to a
confidential agent. Several years ago
a man named Warren became under
peculiar circumstances, our debtor for a
considerable sum/ thereupon disappear
ing. Quite recently we have learned
,that he now resides at Monaco, under
the alias of Dnval. To recover that loan
will be your object. This paper," hand
ing to Rodney an envelope, "contains all
necessary directions, a sum for extra ex
penses, and a cheque of which Mr.
Finch and I beg your acceptance, with
our good wishes for happiness in your
So ended the momentous interview.
But as he recalled it during his home
ward walk, Rodney Chester's whole de
meanor underwent a change. The pleas
ure-flush faded from cheek and brow,
introspective thought filmed his eyes,
the glad anticipation of marital dignity
dropped from him like a mantle.
Why should the name of Monaco, a
place he had never visited, ring in his
ears such a warning knell, and chill his
veins with a terror vaguely apprehended ?
Why? Because, as at the invocation of
Endor's witch the semblance of a dead
prophet rose from vacuity, so the ghost
of a past believed by Rodney to be dead
indeed, rising at an unexpected word,
confronted him in the guise of a living
' When Rodney entered Knch & Fres
ton's bank in Eastenbury, his parents,
fondly solicitous for his preservation
from the dissipation of city life, placed
him with a widow who boarded a small,
ttbut select, number of youths. These she
Rermed "her boys," and labored under
^he delusion that she so surrounded them
with home attractions, influences, and
refinements, as to erect an impalpable
but adamantine barrier between them
and coarser allurements. Deficient in
judgment,' and governed by impulse,
both by and in her "boys" she was con
stantly deceived. One of them, several
years Rodney's senior, Mark Eames by
name, unscrupulous and unprincipled,
was yet possessed of singularly attractive
and persuasive power. His toils were
cpun with a spider's perseverance and
success. Subtly he enmeshed Rodney,,
initiating him into the mysteries of
billiards, betting, cards and dice. Still,
not easily. A country vicar's son, trained
to a wholesome prejudice against games
of chance, it needed nicely adjusted
pressure, and much sarcastic ridicule, to
accomplish his object.
A night came when Rodney staggered
to his lodgings weighted with gambling
debts amounting to what he deemed a
small fortune, granted. by Eames but .a
week's grace, and possessed of no possi
ble means of payment.
Stay! was he not? Involuntarily lus
hand clutched an inner pocket of his
coat, where, unremembered till now, lay
by a strange coincidence the sum he re
quired. It had been intrusted to him by
an old parishioner of ins father's for the
purpose of depositing in the Eastenbury
bank. Even in that moment of supreme
temptation, Rodney thanked God he had
so far forgotten it. He had just returned
from a visit to his father, who was seri
ously ill. Eames met him at the station,
and, seeing his despondency, under pre
text of cheering his spirits, invited him
to a restaurant dinner, supplemented by
wine and cards. The results to Rodney
we already know.
Again and again he repelled the devil- j
whispered suggestion to liberate liimseif
from Eames' power with this money, and
then labor unceasingly for its repayment.
And he would have conquered had not
Eames, following him to his room, seen
the notes, which, in 6elf-distrust, he was
haste.ling to place in security, pounced
on them like a hawk, and, rapidly
counting them over, Btuffed them into his
pocket, while ovenvhelming Rodney
with a torrent of opprobrious epithets.
A fearful scuffle ensued, which alarmed
the household without benefiting Rodney,
who next day sought other rooms. De
nouncing Eam3s involved inculpating
liimself, and incurring disgrace, dismis
sal, and a ruined career. Eames, how
ever, made divers efforts at reconcilia
tion, which, to Ins bitter resentment,
Rodney utterly ignored.
After weeks of mental anguish deliver
ance came in the form of mi unexpected
legacy. The sharp recoil from shameful
despair to hopeful freedom struck at
first like a blow. Then, falling upon his
knees, after pouring forth such a flood
of confession, thanksgiving, cries foi
I strength ana aid, as nad" never bet?re
crossed his lips, Or filled his heart, he
registered a solemn vow that never again
through life would he stake one farthing
upon any game of chance.
This was the specter which, confront
ing him upon his wedding-eve, whisper
ing the name of Monte Carlo, pointed
with cold, bony finger to a possible
temptation. And once again upon his
knees, looking up into the myn?u gc!d?2
eyes keeping watch over the Bleeping
city, Rodney Chester reiterated those
pleadings for firmness and support, and
with double earnestness renewed that
* * * * *
Near the long, steep flight of steps
leading up from the railway station to
the terraced gardens of Monte Carlo
stood a group of three, watching the
stream of passengers ascending that
ladder of the lost, from the afternoon
train?a light-bearded Englishman, -with
a diminutive French wife, black-eyed and
vivacious, and an angular Scot, whose
gaunt visage was a study in tan of the
delights of yachting. Lazily he surveyed
the new-comers, occasionally uttering
some shrew criticism upon one or an
other. His companion, from under lids
drooped in 6eeming indifference, shot
swift analytic glances, keen as a steel
flash, at each passing face, Something
of the sleuth-hound's tenacity, combined
with foxy cunning, characterized Iiis
frigid eyes. Another sidelong glance,
yet swifter, telegraphed the result of
such inspections to the small woman at
his side, who caught their meaning with
"Surely, yon's young Chester!" said
MacPherson, surprise quickening some
whaf his usually deliberate Scottish
drawl. "Whatever brings him to this
godless place?wi' the bit lassie, too!"
"Which? that yellow-headed girl?
Much what set Adam and Eve meddling
with sour apples, I should say," sneered
the Englishman, with an obtrusive yawn
disguising a start of recognition on Ids
part also, as Rodney and R?tha came
slowly forward, Rodney's face slightly
grave, yet filled with interest, curiosity,
and quiet admiration, Ins wife's brightly
expressive of a young girl's vivid appre
ciation of unimagined beauty, and the
excitement consequent upon a first pres
entation to a place whose evil reputation
enveloped it in weird romance.
"It is like a vision!" R?tha exclaimed,
with a catch in her breath and a sympa
thetic pressure on her husband's arm, as
a few steps upon the terrace spread the
whole panoramic scene before them, out
lined sharply as a cameo by the slanting
evening sunbeams. Blue, blue sea, flecked
?with white and tawny sails?the quaint,
wailed, Moorish town perched on its
rocky, wave-washed promontory?a dis
tant, filmy noirage, whispering of Cor
sica's snow mountains and fatefid mem
ories?palms waving great fans overhead,
and parting dusky fronds to glimpses of
sapphire sky, and showers of golden fight.
"Like a vision," R?tha said; and she was
right. In its beauty?and deception?it
was, and is, as a dream and?awakening!
Bitter enough to some is the lifting of
that trance-like sleep.
From the palms, the sky, the amber
glow, Rotha's winged fancy dropped sud
denly into the reality of finding Rodney
introducing to her a brawny Highlander,
who was blending congratulations with
discreet curiosity, in Caledonian fashion.
"The MacPherson"?as, being at the
head of his clan, he, with pardonable
vanity, affected to be styled?was a sandy
haired, elderly man, with kind blue eyes.
His rather ponderous gallantries amused
R?tha; but tho unmistakable interest he
diplayed in her as his1 cousin's bride won
upon her, as her-bright face and manner
attracted him. Strolling leisurely for
ward he soon learned the young couple's
experiences and projects?Rodney's mis
sion tjS Monaco?his belief, from informa
tion gathered? that the dinner^hour was
the time most likely for finding Monsieur
Duval at bJomej^nd Rotha's rejection of
his proposal that ehe should remain at
Nice, whither, if successful in his appli
cation to Duval, they intended returning
"I wouldn't have missed coming for
anything!" R?tha protested, flushing with
pretty triumph?"Fancy being at Nice
and not seeing Monte Carlo?dear, de
lightful, wicked place!"
"AweeL. then, wliile your gude
nion's speirin' an' pokin' for tills
Duval, we'll just tak a luik round
?you an' me?at the beauties
o' nature outside, an' tho puir flutterin'
moths o' fuil bodies within that spider's
web o' the evil one's own spinin*. An'
ne'er fasli yerself aboot the wee wide,
Rodney; we'll neither waste the bawbees,
nor male a munelicht flittin' to the Bon
nie Elaine." So, with dry humor, spake
It was a good arrangement, placing
R?tha in safe keeping, yet leaving Rod
ney's movements free. He laughingly
departed, though Rotha's wistful glances
followed him with girlish transparency.
Quickly, however, attention and imagin
ation were both distracted and en
chained. The gleaming marble palace
rose before her like childhood's fairy
tales embodied, uniting the 6trange si
lence of enchanted sleep with tho mag
nificence, coloring, and radiant briS
rncy of Aladdin's halls. The spells of
the place held her forcibly. The op
pressive stillness, broken only by omin
ous, fate-filled tcries, the blankly apa
thetic faces, the social differences
merged in the united purpose of the
crowd, held her senses in the mute re
pression of concentrated intensity.
Time seemed annildlated, space fo
cussed, sensation condensed to a diamond
Once again in the open air, she drew
her hand across her eyes, as though
brushing from her brain some fever-im
"It was dreadful!" she said, shudder
ing; "dreadful. But"?dreamily?"I un
derstand now the fascination of which
one hears and reads."
* * * * *
Meanwhile a little scene passed be
tween the bearded Englishman and his
small French wife.
Something in her husband's expression
arrested madame's attention as Mac
Pherson followed the young couple.
It is true,' is It not, - ;tnat you also
know those two?" she questioned, with a
flick of her finger towards the Cheaters.
"Him," was the laconic answer, "and"
?savagely?"hate him. Plague him,
how I hate that fellow!"
"Fi done, mon ami!" and madame
tapped his arm lightly with her daintly
gloved hand. "Oh, you English, how
you are drole, with your 'hate,' and your
'hits'?f?? coarse?si bete. We have
more pobtesse. We say simpiy \*e
"Then I, too, will not 'lofe'" he re
turned impatiently. "Nay, I will not
'lofe'"?mockingly ? "dearly! closely!
His wife shall be your bosom friend,
"His wife, Mark?" interrogatively.
"Bah! yes. The marriage was in The
Times. We will cherish?follow them
devotedly! I, in shadow; you, openly*
and it will go liard if-" but here en
sued a whispered colloquy, to which Bub
sequent events alone supplied the key.
Ro'dney returned too late for Monte
Carlo to be quitted that night. He had
found the lair, but not the wolf. Nor
did several ensuing days bring him more
success. Yet they were halcyon days to
him and R?tha, filled -with explorations
of the queer old city, inland excursions,
wanderings about that terraced, flower
freighted paradise, with its gay crowds
and gayer music, and, for R?tha?when
she could induce the MacPherson to take
her?the strange attraction of these silent
halls, where veiled vice, open misery,
doubtful triumph, aud undoubted ruin
sliifted to and fro as in a ghastly kaleid
Daily the fascination grew upon her,
exciting an influence whoso powct in
explicable to herself?was iacommunica
ble as invisible to others. Rodney, true
to Iiis self-distrustful resolution, fleeing
the shadow of temptation, refused to en
ter the gaming saloons even as a specta
tor. For R?tha it seemed different. The
scene amused her; and though to Mac
Pherson it was old and stale enough, he
found in studying her?young, fresh, and
innocent?the charm she felt in
watching others. Not to please her,
or, far more, to save from destruction the
Bonnie Elaine?his bride, his darling, his
heart's core?would the canny Scotch
man have staked a sixpense.
Another of Rotha's pleasures was the
acquaintance of a French woman who,
since her arrival at Monte Carlo, had reg
ularly occupied the seat next R?tha at
dinner, chatted with her in the drawing
room, and beguiled with friendly arti
fices the tedium of Rodney's involuntary
absences. Who so unassumingly enter
taining, helpful, kind, as Madame
D'Armet? She, too, poor tiling! waiting
waiting in lonely patience for the con
stantly delayed return of a husband de
tained in Paris by diplomacy's red
With such companionship how could
R?tha debar Rodney from the delight of
spending an occasional hour aboard the
Bonnie Elaine? R?tha was no sailor,
and nothing short of necessity induced
her to quit dry land.
"After that horrible channel, too," she
said reproachfully, one day when Rod
ney, upon the principle "practice makes
perfect," was trying to persuade her to
acceptMacPherson's proposal of along
day's cruising expedition. "No, Rodney,
not even for you would I brave the
lovely siren sea. But you she has be
witched?enchanted. Go, then; Mad
ame D'Armet will take care of me. Only
?only?come pack soon!"
Should he go? Rodney debated, as he
hurried towards Monaco for another
effort at unearthing Duval. To the en
ticing charms of yatclung, this expedi
tion added that of glimpses at scenes and
shores whose interest was, to him, very
great. R?tha was willing, safe, con
tent. It would be but a few hours' sep
aration. Leaving Nice early in the
morning, they would be back by night
fall. Well! chance should decide. If he
found Duval, and succeeded in his em
bassy, he would go. Not otherwise.
Ho did succeed. Duval, this time,
missed evading him by two minutes.
Making a virtue of necessity, he paid
the larger portion of his debt, and Rod
ney returned possessed of notes valuing
200 pound rifling.
What to -O with them was now his
puzzle. Business hours were over
banks closed. When they reopened in
the morning he would be miles away on
the sea. He would confide them to
R?tha?she was a careful little woman.
No one need know anything of the mat
ter, and in her custody they would be
"Suppose I lost them!" R?tha asked,
regarding the notes apprehensively.
"Rodney, I wish you would lock them
up somewhere. I have no idea where to
" Nonsense!" he replied lightly.
" Women are clever Inders ? always.
Don't they often tuck money away in
their petticoats, or boots?"
"Certainly not," promptly. Paper in
petticoats would rustle?coin iu boots
equal pilgrims's peas. Your knowledge
of feminine resources is evidently de
Nevertheless, after his departure she
so far followed his suggestion as to fold
the notes into a small packet, and fasten
it securely inside her bodice.
But the charge worried her. An un
expected voice, or step, startled her,
flushing her cheek, and involuntarily
drawing her hand to the treasures rest
ing-place. All day she sat in her room,
vaguely uneasy, longing for Rodney's re
turn. Nor would she had left it had not
Madame D'Armet penetrated to her re
treat, and persisted in dragging her out
"Such a lofely evening?so gay?so
bright! Only le petite anxious aud pale
?pale as the spirit that keep a secret
Not pale now. Rotha's cheek was
"Viola! have I not reason? Your hus
band, he takes his pleasure. You?you
stay to guard?what? Gold? Jewels?
Papers? Bah! what is it you say?'euro
kill cats?' Pouf! blow it away. Come!
it lives not with music and flowers."
Poc ? R?tha! Scarcely beyond child
ttooV, arid one of a large family who,' in
daily intercourse, practiced little reti
cence, it was impossible but that mad
ame's pertinacity had wiled from her
something of Rodney's difficulties with
Duval. mtuition, supplemented by an
espionage which had revealed, by aid of
Rotha's mirror, the fastening of the
package within her bosom, assured
madame of the debt's- payment, and
Rotha's possession of the money.
Presently, seated in an alcove, she
turned the conversation mix"
ing myth and reahty in ber storiC 8U0"
cesses, dazzling R?tha with tides of gold,
and mountains of silver, laughing at her
objections, scruples, and book-culled
reminiscences of crime and ruin.
"Voici!"?picking up tliree pebbles,
and laying one upon the little table?
"three am I, myself. There,'' placing a
Second, "lies starvation. Had I but 5
franc," laying the third midway between
the two, "I would risk the whole upon
' R?tha looked at her wonderingly.
The woman's earnestness impressed her
'with a kind of awe, as at an influence
impelling her she knew not whither.
"It is a power of which I know noth
ing," she said. "Neither, did I wish it,
have 1 money so to risk."
"Then what is this?" playfully touching
Rotha's breast, "this secret of Monsieur
Ro-od-ney's we guard so jealously?"
"Ah?" exclaimed R?tha with involun
tary betrayal, "that is not mine?not his
"Ciel! to lose such a chance! Me, had
I but a fraction of that treasure, from
what of misery might it not deliver!"
A little wringing of madame's hands,
a few tears, a voluble detailment of
wrong, wrested advantage, poverty, op
pression, and Rotha's heart, burning
with indignation, throbbed to aid. With
quick zeal she reviewed her resources.
She liad 10 pounds absolutely her own,
in her dressing-case at the hotel. Were
she, from Rodney's packet, to lend mad
ame that amount, sho could replace it on
her return. Surely Rodney would not
blame her for using her own money as
she pleased?for helping madame, too!
Impulsively she drew forth the parcel,
opened it, and offered madame a note of
the sum mentioned. The other drew
back, her greedy eyes gloating over the
"Stay, mignonne!" and she waved the
gift aside, "it is to the young luck comes;
you shall stake it for me, and be my
'Dame of Good Fortune.'"
They entered the salon; R?tha in a
fever of excitement, doubt, and
fear; madame cold, calm, self-possessed.
She changed Rotha's note for gold?
directed and suggested her play. How
Rotha's fingers trembled as she placed
her first stake, picked up her first win
nings! Time after time she won. A
small ocean of gold heaved upon her
hand. People turned, watched, mut
tered over her success. The fascination
of the place, which had been growing
upon her insensibly, suddenly leaping to
gigantic power, over-mastered will, mo
rality, and judgment. "Courage! Cour
age!" whispered the temptress beside her.
??$$at? ? bid fortune adieu with her fa
vor at its flood?" And Rotha's hand
drew from the packet another note. Then
the tide turned?she lost. Reverse fol
lowed reverse. Dismayed, bewildered,
with a fierce fear clutching her heart,
she followed madame's counsels, laying
down notes and gold until all was gone.
As the croupier's rake gathered in the
last pile she looked round with the wide
eyed, uncomprehending misery of a
child. Then, as the hideous truth burst
upon her brain, she threw up her arms
with a despairing cry, and fled away.
Where, she knew not. On, on, speeding
along the flower-laden terraces, down
slopes, and steps, and roads, like a hunt
ed animal. Lights died, voices .grew
faint and far, palms ceased rustling,
flower-scents faded. The sea's salt breath,
the plash of waves, rocks' uncertain
footing took their place. A broad moon
looked down upon her from a lonely sky,
as she gazed out upon a lonely sea. She
had wandered to the shore, but by what
pathway, or for what purpose, she never
could recall. A dumb agony of fright
urged her on. Over sharp boulders and
scraped ridges, she stumbled forward till
she reached the furthermost point * of
a projecting reef. There she cow
ered down, and waited?for what?
Billows boomed around her?spray flew
over and drenched her?night shadows
mocked her with phantom inniges. The
Tete du Cliien frowned behind, the piti
less sea stretched in front. Somewhere
belld were ringing. Were they tolling
beneath the waves knells for drowning
seamen, or pealing from village steeples
happy bridal chimes? Surely they were
her own wedding bells?how merrily
they rang! And that was Rodney's
voice. Ah, yes! they were throwing
flowers; how sweet and pink was the
mimosa bloom ; how heavy the air with
jasmine and seringa! It was the balaille
des fleurs, of course! How gay and
bright the people looked; how pleasant
was life, wandering thus with Rodney
by her side! Now they were hemmed
in by geranium* hedges, luxuriant, bril
liant, dazzling walls of blossom. Oh !
they were choking, scorching, killing
her 1 Not geraniums tit all, but forked
tongues of fire?fire that changed from
flames to ice, devouring and freezing her
by turns. And Rodney had disappeared.
She was alone. "Rodney ! Rodney!" she
shrieked?and then blank darkness fell,
That shriek saved her. Half demented
at finding his young wife missing upon
his return, and unable to gain tidings of
her, Rodney had wandered to and fro in
mental agony tis great as Roti la's. What
guided him to the shore he knew no
more than she what prompted her flight
to the rocks. Her cry discovered her hid
ing-place. Very tenderly Rodney gath
ered her to his breast, and carried her
back to shore, and into love's safe shelter.
* -t * * * * .-jc
Wl len R?tha recovered from the illness
which supervened upon exposure, ex
haustion, and distress of mind, the young
couple returned to. England, gainers in
earnest purpose if iu some degree sobered
in spirit. The actual money loss was re
paid from the sum which both had looked
Idrward, with pfOud pleasure, to spend
ing together on the furnishing and .adorn
ing of their expected home. In strait
ened means, and the discomforts of
lodgings, they paid the penalty of their
joint fault, whose largest share of blame,
Rodney insisted?and truly?belonged to
him. He had no right to burden another
with his own responsibilities, nor to ex
pose his inexperienced wife to an ordeal
such as overwhelmed her. R?tha main
tains that, had her moral courage and
I honesty been of tougher fiber, she would
I never have fallen into such a trap. On
one point they are agreed?that no game
played for money shall ever be counte
nanced In the pretty domicile into which
they lxave lately moved.
Mark Eames, having gratified his mal
ice, troubles them no more, although he
and Madame D'Armet, alias Eames,
still prowl about Monte Carlo.
The MacPherson is a constant visitor
at the pleasant home, which, owing to a
shrewd guess at the state of affairs, his
cousinly generosity assisted in develop
ing sooner than could otherwise have
been possible. He has taken a great
fancy to Rodney secundus, and recently
presented the infant with a silver pap
boat, modeled after the design of the
Bonnie Elaine.?Prize Story in Cassell's
Systematic Manner of Handling Cottonv
There is no business in the world down |
to a finer basis, and yet simpler, than the
cotton business. You would hardly be- |
lieve that it could be possible to trace a |
single pound of cotton back through a
long channel of persons handling it in
its course from the planter to the spin
ner, and yet it is so. In the first place,
when he brings it in on his plantation,
the planter brands the bale into which it
is packed. Every bale has a number and
a brand, and when it is shipped certain i
numbers go to certain factors, and notes
are made for those certain bales. When
the factor receives it he puts his number
and brand on it, and thus when we re
ceive it the bale bears two brands and
Then we put on our marks, and when
the factor sells a bale or 100 bales, the
order of shipment or delivery is made for
those certain marked bales. We do not j
receive an order for 100 bales of cotton
to be taken miscellaneously, but for 100
certain numbered and marked bales, and |
in getting them out it may be necessary ]
to first move 1,000 bales. When the cot
ton is shipped out to the eastern spinner j
or to the spinner in Europe or on the !
Continent, and anything is found to be !
wrong?bad cotton, stuffing or anything |
to make it weigh heavier?it is quickly j
traced back through all of the various
people who have handled it to the j
planter, and reclamation awarded at tho
proper place.-Superintendent Reifsnyder |
in Globe Democrat.
Electric Lamps on l'assenger Cars.
A railroad man expressed the opinion
recently that it would not be long before
passenger coaches will be hghted with
electric lamps. As soon as the electric i
headlight fo." locomotives shall have been
nade a success, which he was confident
t eventually would be, the system could
be easily extended throughout the entire
train, thus doing away with the smoky,
ill-smelling lamps which are one of the
positive discomforts of railroad travel
under tae present system. Electric
lamps would be peculiarly suited for the
lighting of railway carriages, and along
suffering public will hope that their ad
vent ma}' be near at hand.?Chicago
The Thrift of the Chinaman.
A gentleman who was engaged for
years in searching Chinese steamers
6tates that he often saw ? Chinaman land
at the dock in San Francisco, with noth
ing in the world in the shape of capital,
except a fishing net. In about a month
the same Chioaman would appear as a
snipper of from three to ten tons of fish.
He had associated himself with four or
five others; they had secured a second
hand boat and gone to work. In a few
months he was not only a shipper, but
an importer, receiving large lots of rice,
Bugar, dried fowls, and other articles of
Chinese food, as well as clothing.?Chi
How Cellars Should He Ventilated.
The purpose of ventilating cellars is to
make them cool ami dry. They are often
ventilated so as to be warm and damp.
This is done when the air admitted to
them from without is considerably
warmer than the air within them. Com
ing into the cooler cellar, this air, while
it raises the temperature of the cellar
air, itself is cooled, and deposits its mois
ture, which soon becomes evident at
visible or palpable dampness. Therefore
all the ventilation of cellars in warm
weather should be done at night, and the
cellar should he kept closed between
sunrise and sunset.?Boston Budget.
Great Importance of the Hon.
For the year 1883 the poultry product
of this country was .*??0,0(J0,(J00. Under
an equal division each uan, woman and
child in the country would have paid
over $1 to the poultry farmers. But we
paid more than'that, for we imported
about half as much as we produced.
China alone sent us 12,0t)0,UU? eggs.
These are tremendous figures. Our poul
try interest, it seems, is more than double
the value of the dairy interest. It wss
worth in 1883 $100,000,000 more than the
cotton product of that year.?Wheeling
(W. Va.) Register.
The Skull lCcslsts Time's Itavages.
Why does the skull better resist the
ravages of time than any other bone?
This is a question propounded by a nat
uralist who has observed the fact on
opening the gr.-.ves of mound-builders,
mid has frequently remarked that the
skulls of buffalo, elk, and other animals
on the western plains are in a fair state I
of preservation long after the other bones
have entirely decayed.??Scientific Jour-'
.Substitute for tho "Wooden J'ail.
Various processes have been brought i
forward for producing a satisfactory sub- j
stitute for the ordinary wooden pail, and j
the most successful effort in this direc- ,
tion appears to have been accomplished I
with paper pulp.?Cliicago Herald.
IS NOW OFFERING UNUSUAL AT
tractions and jr^'Tfr
bargains for swung
and summer wear,
DRESS AND WHITE GOODS.
We display a grand collection of New
and Seasonable Styles at prices lower than
in very large variety, and unequalled bar
gains arc guaranteed.
in all the newest designs at prices tbat defy
In all the latest Styles, at lowest prices.
MATTINGS! MATTINGS ! MATTINGS !
In White, Red, Check and Fancies at very
WINDOW CURTAINS, LACE CUR
TAINS, RUGS, AC,
in large asssortmcnts
Call aud see our large NEW STOCK.
The prices arc light and we solicit your
STORMS Al CYCLONES.
HOME INSURANCE COMPANY,
OP HEW YORK.
ISSUES a TORNADO POLICY ON
HOUSES AND ANIMALS.
In view of the frecpuent occurrence of
disastrous Cyclones and Tornadoes, In sec
tions of the country v.'u have heretofore
been*cousidered cxemnt from such storms,
we deem this a fitting opportunity to cars
your attention to the fact that the HOME
is now prepared to issue Its policies against
losses from such disasters, at such rates, as
to be within the reach of every property
DURING ONE YEAR 9 TORNADOES
OCCURRED IN VIRGINIA?12 IN
NORTH CAFOLINA?22 IN SOUTH
CAROLINA?38 IN GEORGIA-IS IN
ALABAMA?7 IX MISSISSIPIT-1 IN
LOUISIANA-.' IX TEXAS.
L<*scs .-ucl! ;i- the folllowmg, wen- re
TOWN NEARLY DESTKUYED-lUU
DEMOLISILED?iu BUILDINGS DE
MOLISHED, LOSS OF PROPERTY
;;-eo(i!0u-;..V BUILDINGS DESTROYED.
DAMAGE TO I'ROPERTY 8100.00C?.
t The following extract from the Signal
Service Bureau report, indicates the im
portance of such Insurance as is offered by
the HOME INSURANCE COMPANY:
"It is well nigh impossible *o construct
any buildings strong enough to completely
j resist the extraordinary violence of the
Tornado cioud: you can r.ever expect to
save your buildings. The narrow belt of
destruction rentiers it practicable for a
whole state, through Insurance Compauics..
to bear the loss tha*. occurs at any one point.
j General Insurance is the wisest pc//''>
2^- DON'T WAIT UNTIL THE NEXT
STORM SCATTERS YOUR PROPERTY
TO THE WINDS. BUT PROCURE A
i POLICY IN THE HOME INSURANCE
CO.. OF NEW YORK, AGAINST TOR
NADOES, CYCLONES AND WIND
STORMS. JNO. A. HAMILTON,
May 'JO- Orangeburg, S. C.
Patented October 13,
nAHMEKS AUK INVITED TU
I examine tlii< CULTIVATOR at the
ollice of Mr. Kirk Robinson. Ii cultivates
COTTON, CORN or VEGETABLES dur
ing their early urowth, world lie BOTH
SIDES of plants AT THE SAME TIME,
and will harrow cotton before coming up
without injuring stand. It BARS OFF or
Ihlows dirt TO the plants as maybe desir
ed. It is simple, durable, and a great
labor-saver. It to?k lirst Premium at the
last State Fair. Send b>r descriptive circu
lar. Price. ?8.50 and freight from Colum
bia, S. C. Address, JAS. H. FOWLKS.
Patente. Orangeburg, s. C.