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By W. CLARK RUSSELL.
Author of the "Wreck bf the Grosvenor,
"A Sailor's Sweetheart," Etc.
In tho embrace of a curvature of this noblo
island of Britain^ where the coast beheld by
the passing manner shines before his eyea
with the pearly glos3 and delicate shimmer
of marble; where the land shoots out into
tho sea, scorning, with its iron heel stanchly
planted, the thunderous shocks of the hurri
cane or the more deadly tooth of the lipping
calm, and bearing on high at night its naming
beacon, like the fabled giant defying the
stars with uplifted torch, stands a town
whereon no man with a mind into which soft
thoughts may enter readily can gaze without
stopping to reflect.
hi this little town, time and the handi
work of man have wrought lovingly together.
And generous nature has backed ihem,
glorifying ta<> land around with calm enrich
ment of intermingling trees, and broad fields
which pour their green or golden fruit3
down the hillsides and along the vigorous
Beheld from a distance, this little town
? seems to dwell with something of the
shadowiness of an ancient picture upon tho
Shadowiness one sicks as an element in pic
tures of a day which time has made dim.
Greystone, in our own age, has this artistic
condition in perfection. It is a ready made
vignette to adorn the little social legend
which the gossips have handed down through
As this little town is now, I say, so, with
scarcely a change of note to name?counting
the laying of gas pipe3 and the ejectment, in
l&W, of Tobias Pipes, the town crier, as noth
ing?was it in that year of grace, war, ra
pine and high prices?to wit, Anno 1606.
There goes now, and there went then, a
narrow pass up to the westward of the town,
out of the waste of silver sand which the
water never covered, unless driven to it by
a conspiracy of moon and gale.
By two walls of rock, spanned for the
footpath along the cliffs edge by a rude 1
bridge, looking from below, to rule the sky
with a slim and giddy filament; by great
protuberances of stone and rugged hunches
of chalk intermitting a sandy, rushy herb
age, with yellow grass in places and a moist,
fain? colored moss of the hue of the jelly
fish when it slowly cozes to the surface of
green salt water?you passed into a verdant
lone, and the moan of tho surf sounded hol
low behind you through the echoing ravine.
Along this lane, that broadened presently
out of the shadow of trees and the intercep
tion of hedgerows into a fair open road, you
wound your steps toward the town, in the
ripe summer time always losing the track a
hundred yards ahead o. you behind the tall
crops of the fields; and when the roofs and
chimneys of the town were showing over
harvest crops to the right, and the square
turret of Holy Trinity, with its gilt cross
standing like a flame of fire against the sky
levelled its gray top with the green swell of
the adjacent cliff?until you came to a hou&e.
DB. SHAW ANO EIS SON.
On a certain Wednesday afternoon, the
walled inclosure of tha back of this house
presented an agreeable scene of boys at play.
There were not less than forty of them, with
just half au acre of ground for their feet to
measure. Now, tho whole circumference of
the horizon might truly seem narrow scope
for the impetuosities of their leap-frog, their
"horses," and other extremely animated
Among the shadows under tho chestnuts a
young man was seated on a bench.
He held a book in his hand, over which
Never was attitude of wrapt studiousness
so intently expressed. In all the shouting
and leaping of the boys, there was nothing to
provoke a single impatient lifting of tho head
of this figure.
But ho never turned a page.
Ho was of a slender build, yet with shoul
ders broad enough to warrant him a man.
His feet were such compact curves as a
woman's eye would love to dwell on, for the
mere sake of the breeding and pretti
ness of them. -His bountiful auburn hair
fell curling to his shoulders, as the fashion
then was among men who were forswearing
tho wig, yot sticking to tho traditions of lux
uriant head clothing.
This was all of him now visible.
Yet enough to make a picture of gentle
masculine grace, and a shapo of strong and
He paid no more heed to the boys than
they to him, though he was there to keep
them in ord-.r.
While he thus sat, th?re came briskly on
to a platform (whence a flight of steps led to
the playground) a short, plump old man in
black stockings and tail coat, and frill
spreading out like a fan from his bosom.
Catching hold of the rail ho ran his small,
brilliant black eyes (taking a power of il
lumination from shaggy white eyebrows and
a dusky skin) over the tumbling figures of
tho boys, and then looked steadfastly at the
young man whose back wa3 toward him.
By degrees the boys grew aware of his
Their shouts slackened, their mirth grew
constrained, their antics got flatter.
Still the bcfrilled figure stood staring on
the young man, and the young man sat
bending over his book, lost, hi some deep
kind of contemplation, to all external change.
"Cuthbertf shouted the eld man.
The young fellow looked around quickly,
as tLough alarmed by the voice, or Vather
by the meditations which tkv voice had dis
He aroso and went toward the house.
"What book is that inj-our hundf inquired
the old gentleman, with his eyebrows
knitted, and the hair of tbwn glittering like
fros: ?i the beam of sunshine that fell straight
on his face through the trees.
And as the young man spoke ho glanced
upward with a pair of blue eyes, and dis
posed a beautiful and winning countenance.
"Jtrvenal, indeed! Mach of Javenal bare
you read since I have stood hare with my
eyes upon you."
"No, no; that's not your task. And give
me leavo to say that while you are wool
gathering Batemen, senior, and Francis Tro
maine have earned a flogging for using their
fists. That was proceeding in a true line
with your nose, and all the waggeries of t!u>
poet should not keep you from noting mis
conduct, if your mind was not elsewhere than
in your head,'"
This was spoken in a low tone, not wanting
in sharp distinctness.
The young fellow addressed as .Cuthbert
marie no reply. He stood in passive posture
with no more than a little deepening of the
expression of thoughtfulness on his face, and
his eyes bent down upon the ground.
Tho old gentleman, having made an end of
Vis rebuke, gazed at him fixedly for several
moments, and then, bidding him "step with
him into his study," wheeled about and went
?into the house.
The boys, left to themselves, fell to their
sports again with an uproar that took a new
edge from its short suppression.
The doctor seated himself in a crimson
velvet armchair, and motioned to. the other
to sit. Then, crossing his legs, and nursing
his knee with plump hands, on the forefinger
of one of which was a great signet ring, he
fixed his eye3 on his companion with a gaze
which, for severity and keemess, should have
bored his mind through,and through.
"Cuthbert." said he, speaking in a clear,
firm voice, not, perhaps, destitute of a touch
of suavity, "I have long had it on my mind
to bring you to book with a plain qyestion.
Living under my eye as you do, do you con
ceive it possible, sir, that the remarkable
change your character has undergone should
have escaped mo? Come, I will speak intelli
gibly. It strikes me that you grow weary of
your apprenticeship. Understand me. You
would rather not be a schoolmaster. Is that
it? Look at me full in the eyes, man, and re
member that your father abhors a lie."
CUTHBERT AND DR. SHAW.
Cuthbert raised his eyes, but they fell in
stantly. Still he answered quickly:
"I don't grow weary of it Why do you
challenge me? Has a single murmur ever
"What! Is discontent to be expressed by
nothing but groans? Give mo leave to tell
you that a man can murmur with his face,
sir, without opening his mouth. Pray, under
stand that?murmur with his face, sir."*
""Well," said Cuthbert, with a little droop
ing of the head and a reluctant manner, "I
will say that if I did not know how near your
wishes concerning me lay to your heart, I?
Here he shrugged his shoulders, smiled
faintly and fell silent, beating the ground
softly with his foot
"Pray finish your sentence. You would
correct a pupil, I hope, for stammering,"
broke in the irritable doctor.
With an expression in his eyes which made
it very difficult to tell whether he was quite
as much in earnest as his speech represented
him, Cuthbert exclaimed, with a certain fas
"I think no young Englishman who reads
the papers but must sometimes feel a gener
ous ambition to share in tho glories and
perils of the deeds which British soldiers and
sailors are enacting in all parts of the world."
The doctor stared; his face hung between
a scowl and a grin; then he burst out sharp
"The world is before you! It is only your
own-legs hinder your generous ambition.
Wbat else stays you?"
The doctor sneered.
"Or I had better say my duty," said tho
young fellow, in a soft voice, looking for a
moment at his father, and thou turning his
eyes aside and biting his lip.
"Duty!" cried the doctor, sarcastically.
"Are you stopped by the duty you owe me.
or the duty you owe yourself? Ii you want
to illustrate fine thoughts, give me something
better than brave words for proof. If your
father's calling Ls too low a pursuit-"
"I said low."
"Hold your prate! How dare you inter
rupt me, sir! I say that if your father's
I calling is too low a pursuit to satisfy your
j vaulting mind, why, shako off the moan
I burden, loosen your wings, and leavo your
duty behind you. Tut! tut!" he cried, mo
tioning with his hand; "if those are your
fancies, I'll not balk your gratification of
them, trust me! It is nothing, of course," ho
continued with a bitterness ho could not con
ceal, though he would imagine his satirical
smile a good mask, "that for twenty years I
should have been sturdily plodding on in
hope of leaving you an established man of
sound report and name, narrowly holding
my earnings, with tho blessed help of your
dead and sacred mother, that I might give
you an Oxford training; nothing my vigor
ous toil, my slow and painful reaches to com
petency, of which wbat should you know 1
beyond what you have gleaned from your j
poor mother's tales of our early struggles?
Pshaw! get you gone, my dear! There is
glory abroad, indeed!?murder, lust and fire!
Now go and add your mite to the general
destruction, by the demolition of your
fathor's boi>es!" I
This was high tragedy rant. Something to
make a modern laugh. But old gentlemen
used to .spout somewhat in this way in those
days; and sons who called papas "sir" listened
respectfully to stronger stuff than this, as
you may see in the comedies of the age and
learn from the tales of your grandfather.
"Father," cried Cuthbert?and there shot
into Iiis face a sudden expression of deep ap
peal that made its beauty as touching and as
soft as a woman's?"you are not just to me.
I do not wish to leavo you. I glanced very
lightly at my fancies. Fancies they are?
must trifling; without influence, indeed. If
there is anything in my manner that causes
yon uneasiness, I will reform it."
But once more his keen glance went down
ward, and the keen gaze of his father's black
eyes assuredly belied their owner's sagacity
if he did not detect that something stood be
tween him and his 6on's honesty*.
Yet, divining no other reason that his son
Ehould not be honest with htm than that he
was smarting under youthful impatience of
dull routine, he stuck like a man to tio skirts
of Cuthbert'3 own suggestions.
"I don't say," he remarked, in a softened
manner, "that the business of educating
boys Is uot tedious. But after oil, name mo
the calling that has not something objection
"I have said that I am content to remain
"Is that really so?"
"Yet you are not yourself," said the doc
tor, gazing doubtfully at his son; "some
thing is amiss. Just now Juvenal was under
your nose and?let me see the book."
Cuthl>ert handed him the voluma
"Well, it is Juvenal; but that is mere luck,
for you never looked at it What distracts
The young fellow folded his arms and re
mained silent, slowly swaying his foot.
"I date this change in you from the day of
your return from London," continued Dr.
Shaw, drawing from his pocket a small gilt
snuff box, and taking a pinch ready to apply
when anger should set him sniffling. "I put
money into your hand for the holiday, and
trusted to your discretion to make it a cheap
purchase of enlarged views. What did you
do in London? I need not ask you. .You
have told me?you went sightseeing?and I
Cuthbert bit his lip.
"That is enough, sir?I believe you," con
tinued the doctor, answering with emphasis
the brief glance that Cuthbert threw at him.
"Now, am I to suppose that this holiday up
set you? Come, come, you are not a yokel,
that you cannot walk London streets with
out your ambition taking fire from every
Ho paused, his hand with the pinch of snuff
in it suspended, and a light of angry triumph
in his eyes, as though he should su}*, "The
secret cannot elude me, but I hate the dis
Cuthbert rose and walked to the window,
and looked out upon the green swell of cliff
and the blue faint space of sea beyond.
That there was a secret in his mind might
be known by the pain in his eyes and a con
traction of brow which told of a sudden in
But theso signs faded, leaving him not
paler than he was before, and with a tran
quil smile, sweet with the melancholy and
docility in it, he turned to his father and
"Nothing is amiss with me in the way you
suppose. Givo me a day or two for reflec
tion. I shall then have something to tell
you, and God knows what indulgence you
shall show me."
The doc'.or arched his eyebrows, and, with
a stiffening of his back, made his frill project
"I don't like your strong expressions, sir.
And pray, what have you dono, that you
should hesitate to avow it?"
And ho stuck his head back until the hol
low of his throat showed above his white
But if Dr. Shaw could be angry, so, too,
could Cuthbert, his son, be obstinate; and tho
touch of the mulo thnt is in the composition
of most men shows nowhere more trans
parently than in a handsome face.
I "Give me your permission to leave you,
air," saifl Cuthbert.
Tho doctor waived his hand, and Cuthbert
Isaac Shaw was doctor of laws; and this
much could be said of him?that better
blood than his did not flow in any man's
veins in all that town of Greystone, and that
hioro of tho learning which is not so much
wisdom ?s scholarship thickened no man's
wits within the municipal area.
But Isaac Shaw's learning was more to his
profit than honor, as it brought him pupils
but gave him no social advance beyond
fellow townsmen, inasmuch as not tho rector,
even, had weight of erudition enough to sink
to tho depths of his knowledge.
On tho othor hand, his blood was more to
his honor than profit, as it made him haughty
and exclusive", with a rattlo of insolence
sometimes so that he was an unpopular man
at Greystone, which supplied him with one
only of the forty pupils who studied and
struggled on his premises.
This Dr. Isaac. Shaw loved his son Cuth
bert with that kind of love which makes a
man unkindly critical, vicious in perception
of small weaknosses, and a very strait-jacket
unto the object of its affections, that it may
walk with moral erectnoss all the days of its
For many a year tho current of the boy's
existence had flowed gently down tho chan
nel of academic routine, with never a break
of froth in it, nor sudden hasting, nor sharp
Until [sudden]}'?but the heavens know not
without cause?there fell upon his moods a
shadow so like melancholy that the doctor
: took counsel with himself and reasoned thus:
"Ho is mewed up here, and we take few
holidays. Every man requires now and
again a change of scene Ergo, Cuthbert re
quires a chango of scene. Ho has asked for
such a chango of scene, and ho shall have it
I will furnish him with twenty guineas, and
he shall go to London and see lifo for a fort
But lol concession, instead of casting out
the one devil from his son's mind, merely
liberated tho imp to return with sevon worse'
imps than itself.
"What is on his mind I cannot conjecture,"
tho doctor musod, looking at the door which
Cuthbert had closed. "Ho says he Is not
weary of this lifo."
With a gloomy brow and a puzzled wrinkle
of tho nose, ho snuffed up the pinch ho had.
held throughout tho interview, and mut
"But then he may he."
Now, Dr. Isaac Shaw hated strong ex
Utter silenco falls never on a bo3's' school.
Not even on tho dormitories, wherein tho
snoring of dull stomachs and mutterings of
young slumber, and tho restless sprawling of
limbs that makes tho bedsteads creak and the
bed clothes slide, nro sounds audible through
out the night
But there should be peace at prayer timo.
That hour Is arrived, and now we cortaiuly
find a tolerable stillness on the benches, 3'oung
knees and fitful tendeucy toward laughter
The resident ushers at the corner of each
form, their fingers to their eyes, stand erect
Cuthbert knceLs near his father. A breeze
from the sea keeps the chestnut leaves at the
windows shivering, and through tho twink
ling of them the faint gold-shine in tho west
comes and goes, with tho large stirs in tho
nearer sky and the growing whiteness of
moonlight on the fields.
Then to bed decorously, us becomes tho re
cipients of the benediction.
As tho boys file out through one door, Cuth
In-rt walks out behind his lather through an
Though watched on the whole by his father
more closely than he merited, seeing that ho
had long ago abandoned petticoats, Cuthbert
enjoyed every evening an hour and a half of
liberty, what time tho doctor, having dis
missed his scholars to bed, withdrew to his
study to relax his mind in all ways that
pleased him after tho tension of the day.
His little spell of evening holiday was
come, and us the tails of his father's coat
flattered through-the study door^Cuthbert
swung down his hat and left the house.
In the young moonlight, and the glimmer
ing memories of crimson over the dark line of
the cliff, the ocean breeze, snatching land
fragrance from the nestling crops, was sweet
Down the broad white road Cuthbert went
swiftly, pausing once to pull a watch from
The road led straight to the town.
Coming presently to the brow of the west
ern slope, the town lJ$- in a fog of moonlight
at his leet, the lamps threading it in veins of
tiro sparks, and the sea creaming a wash of
white foam on the semicircle of beach.
And so forward and downward, his shadow
growing smaller in his wake, and the dusky
crops on either hand rippling their ears on a
level with his shoulders, until a row of noble
waysido elms bury him in thoir heavy gloom.
Here he halts.
It is a weak-hearted lovo that is not punc
tual in its promises; and wbat should excuse
delay, when tho lover waits and the summer
moon shines out her sweet invitation, and the
soft wind sets the trees bending stately heads
to behold tho coming of the tardy one?
Butlo! a figure steals around tho bend of
the road from behind the plumage of tho
fields, and ip a momont lips are meeting.
The embrace is a warm one wanting in
coyness, and the richer in tenderness for the
Something to stiffen Dr. Shaw's frill Into
ferocity, and to rob the fluest Scotch of all
flavor In his nose.
"It is barely the quarter," the girl said in a
low voice; and she clasped her hands upon
his arm and strained her eyes at his face.
"We are both before our time."
"Both impatient, Jenny."
"Ay; but I will take most credit, for the
way is all up hill for me, dear."
"How long can }'ou give me, pretty?"
"Kot above five minutes."
"Indeed; then thoso minutes shall be long
"Not above five minutes I say, Cuthbert;
and I feel the pity of it this lovely night,
when the moon is so pretty, that I shall
cry to go to bed."
He kissed her hand.
"Mothev thinks J am gone to see Kate Oli
ver," she went on. "So I must not stay, for
fear she should ask father to fetch me. There
are troops of fishornien in the market place,
and the streets are full of people, and mother
does not like me to walk alone."
"Would she think you safe with your hus
"Ah, would not she! If father had her
"Put away your hat that you may lay
your soft hair on my shoulder. Here is a dry
cushion of grass with a streak of moonlight
on it for me to see you in. Have a little pa
tionce while I talk to you. Mother will not
be wondering yet"
So they seated themselves on tho verdure,
wh'ere the moonlight fell in a lance of trem
ulous silver, and she, dutifully removing her
bat, bent her cheek to his shoulder.
Thus they sat, with no other sound to dis
turb them than the moauing of tb.9 sea and
the rustling of the leaves over their heads.
In the moonlight a lovely woman's face
takes a sail and moving beauty.
Not a sweeter face ever smiled in the love
of man's oyes than Jenn3''s, though marred
by the moonlight as a mirror for the emo
tions, which, in tho glory of the day, gave it
color and archuoss, and a hundred turns of
"My little wife," said he in his gentle voice,
"I have been closely pressed to-day by my
father. I put him on a scent that puzzled
htm; and really ho went down to it greedily,
for his anxiety to find out the meaning of
s-?h*fc he chooses to call my altered behavior
is perfectly wonderful I hinted?merely
Winted?that tho news of our sea fights, and
our battles ashore, had set my heart beating
for higher feast than cramming boys with
learning. Well, it was time he noticed some
change in me."
Jenny counted with her fingers upon his
shoulder, softly smiling and listening to him
"He said to me," Cuthbert went on, " 'I
date tho alteration in you from tho day of
your return from London' He drawa near,
you see, dear. He Is dreadfully close at my
heels. Still his notion is odd, seeing that I
have not moped since as I moped before I
went that trip."
"How liko our adventures at homo are?
Only to-day mother camo up to me and took
my ear in her hand, and said, 'Jenny, Jonny,
I will fjqueezo hard if thou art not honest.
I hear you sighing in your sleep just like my
old schoolmate Sally Mattocks did when the
silly wench brought trouble upon herself by
listening to a gypsy woman's lies. Father
watches you closely, and I know him very
well as a man who never troubles himself to
stare, unless there be something to see. What
is it, silly T I pulled my ear away and mado
it burn to run from her, and I laughed that
she might think her talk nonsense. But oh,
my dear, I could not help crying just two or
threo tears. I do not fear mother?indeed,
she would be very proud of my own, and
love him for his own sweet sako and make
him her boast, as I know she would; for
often father tells her that she has made her
god-mothers sad fibbers, though what ho
mean3 by that you shall tell me, as I have not
one littjo bit of thy clovernoss in my head,
sweet?but father's eyes when ho is angry
make me shiver. What bold things a girl
will do for love. And yet it does not make
She put her hand over her eyes and peeped
at him through her fingers; not for tho co
quetry of it, but that she might not lose sight
of him for a moment
"Jenny, I will tell you what it is?there is
no help for it but honesty. And that we need
not be afraid of."
"Ob, no, indeed! Tho Lord forbid. We
are both truly honest, I thank God."
"I will begin with your father, Jenny.
That is my resolve; and one's own wishes are
tho easiest way, love. To-morrow evening I
will see Mr. Strangfield and tell him we are
It was a loug way off for their next meet
ing, but very close for bitter business,
"it is not too soon!" he said, soothingly.
"No, it is not too soon," she answered, with
a little shudder. "But I wish it were over?I
wish he knew."
"Every moment of delay," he continued,
"is a new wrong to you, my pet; ond surely
I am no loving husband, Jenny, if I wrong
you. What excuse have I for delay; So
far it has been cowardice. But I can end it
if I choose, and to-morrow night it is done.
Will your father be at home?"
"I dread to say yes. I shall net dare to
"Jenny, you must not bo so timid. You
are not alone."
"But I can henr him crying, 'Jenny, Jenny,
como down from your room!' with bis face
like wood, and the angry stoop of bis head,
wliieh h<" will lift in flames, as I saw him
once when he charged bis uieco Martha, who
is dead, with an evil deed."
"Tbisjs no evil deed, my pretty."
"Did not I just now say we were honest?
In my heart I feel we are: yet what should
my conscience answer if father calls me de
"But, 3'ou see, there are so many kinds of
deceit. There is one kind that injures people
and another kind that injures no oue. Whom
have we injured? Dearest, there Is nothing
?I cannot help fearing my father," sho con
tinued, in a trembling voico, "for though he
Is very stern, he loves me; and I dread the
thoughts his love will fill him with when he
bears that I have deceived him and mother."
"The worst is not so bad as the dread of it,
"Ho is so terribly religious."
"Ay, a Baptist; and my papa is a Tory
Churchman! And we are to be impaled on
heir prejudices! Thank the Lord, old men
are scant of breath, and when their lungs are
empty, young men may-"
"Hark! here are the coast guards."
The tramp of men, deadened by the smoth
ering dust of the road, fell upon their ears;
and soon a little company of dark figures,
with the moonshine kindling silver stars in
the polished points of their weapons, turned
the corner and strode sturdilv, in silence, up
"It should be half-past eight," said Jenny.
"I must bo going, Bortio. I must be going,
indeed. Good-night; say good-night to me,
They both rose, their hands clasped.
"To-morrow night, at half-past eight,
watch for mo at your window, Jenny. My
mind is resolved. I will speak to your father
first, and then tell mino the story. "We shall
3leep the sweeter for it. A clear conscience
before all things, and that will como by hon
"Yes, it is right," sho whisporod with a
little shiver. "Kiss me, and say good-night".
Ho strained her in his arms, and 3he went
away, but slackoned her pace and fled back
to him out of tbo moonlight Then, slipping
from his hps, she ran across the road and
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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Depart .St. Matthews.8.48 a 111
Due Kingville.9.30 a 111
Depart Kingville.6.13 p m
Depart St. Matthews.6.38 p m
Depart Orangeburg.7.40 p m
Due Branchville.8.43 p 111
West, Daily, Except Sunday.
Depart Kingville.10.03 air 6.12 p m
Due at Camden.12.37 p m 7.42 p m
East, Daily, Except Sunday.
Depart Camden.."..7.00 a m 3.15 p m
Due at Kinsgville.8.30 a ni 5.47 p DO
2.35 a m 8.50 a 111 7.35 p in
4.18 a m 9.45 a m 8.31 p m
Due at Augusta?
7.30 a in 11.35 a in 10.25 p in
6.05 a m 4.40 p til 10.35 p Dl
7.50 a m 6.26 p m 1.42 a m
Due at Branchville?
8.45 a m 7.22 p m 3.15 a in
Passengers to and from stations on Cain
den Branch change cars at Kingville.
Passengers to or from stations on Augus
ta Division change ears at Branchville,
also at Blackville for Barnwell.
Connections .made at Columbia with Co
lumbia and Greenville Railroad by train ar
riving at Columbia at 10.35 A. M. and de
parting at 5.27 P. M. Connections made at
Columbia Junction with Charlotte, Colum
bia and Augusta Railroad, also b)
these trains to and from all points
on both roads. Connection made at Charles
ton with steamers for New York on Wednes
days and Saturdays; also, with Savannah
anil Charleston Railroad to all points South.
Through Tickets can be purchased to all
points South and West by applying to
D. C. Allen,
General Passenger and Ticket Agent
John B. Peck, General Manager.
J. G. Postell, Agent at Orangeburg.
OVER B. B. OWEN'S, Russen Street,
Orangeburg, S. C.
To the Public : I have opened a first
class Photo Gallery. I would lie pleased to
have samples of work examined at Gallery.
AU werk strictly first-class.
Photos of Groups and Rabies a speciality
by Instant method. All Yewing Exteriors,
Dwellings, Horses, Dogs and Animal
taken at short notice by instant method.
Old pictures copiedjand enlarged. Special
attention given to this branch of work.
Pictures finished in water colors, India Ink
and Crayon. Also Photo taken from the
size of ?smallest pocket to full life 3x5 feet
All work done with neatness and dispatch.
Yewing any where iu the State. Special
discounts on all orders over 810.00. Give
me a call, 1 will assure satisfaction. All
work CASH ON DELIVERY. Postiveh
no credit. VAN ORSDELL, A rtist, *
.July 17 Rus.seli Street. Orange burg, S. C.
I VALUABLE PLANTATION
-<-V eight milts east ni town on the Five
Chop road. Contains 500 acres of land, 150
of which is under cultivation, and remain
der well wooded with pine, oak, hickory,
ive. Besides dwelling and other necessary
buildings, all of which are in excellent con
dition, there is a well appointed!, steam gin,
saw and grist mill, with power cotton press,
seed crusher, cotton elevator, wagon scales
and cut off saw. On the place Is an excel
lent carp pond, stocked wjtli scale can) (the
only pond in this county, to my knowledge,
that has raised carp.) This place is excel
lleiitlv located in the center of a thickly
! settled neighborhood, there-by possessing
I excelleni advantages a- a location for phy
sician. This place with stock and ail other
I appurtenances, together with crop made
! upon it this year, except cotton crop, w ill be
I sold on ten?s to suit purchaser: Apply to
W. S. IJakton, M. 1).
"Starwall" Farm, Orangcburg, S. C.
! "MOORE COUNTY SEIT"
r.-..-bcsl Mill ? tw:?tli* World J - Table Men!,
j Samr-ki "i moal Mat -:. *\ fU-m. :.. s.-:il l c pricesi nn
;-.,riai l?CTii 3taU, l'n- r M?.l In let Raun?? and Mill
tfitfctt. Wear* spinti for Kiteines, IIoIIith,miw
MilN, Cotton t:in?, Man?rt. 4r."
?Uu l .r Koller-.Uill Outfit*?jMch?M-Ot?w*wti
i.r :h? mill? In over) barrel o! Iloiir m nuke*.
Wri:c Matins what you wan: and unify- u ?i?t \n*|0?.
Gi<o rehroct-i. AdtlNM. North ( aroliini .11111
atone Co., Pm1mw?qJ, Muoru cv. N. c.
IN FINE DRESS GOODS.
The critical time in the Dress Goods trade
of the season lias arrived and
will not delay the usual
Which he makes in the prices of his Spring
Dress Goods Slock in order to close them
Those who desire to get the most for their
always respond to my notiee of "CUT
Cashmeres, Plaids, Alhertross, French
Bazcs, Mikado Suitings and Tricot Cloths,
I have been reduced fully 2? per cent, to re
duce the stock.
Fine White Embroidered Kobes in boxes
j from ?2.50, 5-.7J and ?:>, these prices are
; one half of former price..
; HENRY KOUN'S new Shoes and Slip
pers, the best and cheadest stock ever offer
ed in tlfe City.
I NO SHODDY S1I?ES !
NO TRASH SHOES!
1IENRY KOilN'S stock of Ribbons ami
Laces, is beyond comparison, the largest
ami cheapest assortment iu the City.
RUGS, MATTINGS AXD SHADES.
Shade and patent rollers complete 73 cents.
Gents reinforced Shirts, linen fronts "0
No use i:; talking HENRY KOHN leads
in the Clothing trade for Men, Loys and
Children, be sura and look when you want
a suit of Clothing.
Thousands of Bargains in Corsets. Fans,
Domestics. Cassimiers, &e., limited space
forbids the mention of.
IT COSTS AOTIingTO LOOK.
It will save vuu money to do w?.
LEADER OF LOW PRICES.