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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.
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Little Robin tell Kitty I'm coming,
Yes, tell her to meet me for sure,
Oh, say I'll await in the gloaming,
With love ever constan: and pure;
How bright is the bloom of the flowers,
Bedeeking the sweet new mown hay,
Wbile up in the b!ue heavens's bowers
Rings sweetly the nightingae's lay.
Then Robin tell Kitty I'm coning.
Yes, tell her to meet me for sure,
Oh, say I'll await in the gloaming,
With love ever constant and pure.
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.
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.
pet-Cub *torn.
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
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
'"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
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
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
"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
"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
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.
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
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
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 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
"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
"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
1.6Ler ssre(oine
and? een s for esk
Doble coZan adier. vm si
on above.
8pa3s1 Notices m Lft
per mmnom
bere[! i w lwi
DONE WITH Nn ss ay&
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
"Did you black uybrt -
"Yes, sah."
"You did a splendid o
had my boots blacked sa_
fore on this line. Here's
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~~
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
"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
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

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