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two dollars pku ankum. y GOD AND OTjrt ?OUNTRt"
? ?.-.-Lit?rmz
733. F. MtJCKENFUSS, Dontist
OF CHARLESTON, o?n be found at his
tlFFICE nbovoCftpt?In HAMIL
TON'S ST?RE? oh Mar
ket Strebt
ReferthooB?Dr^. J. P. Patiuck, B. A.
MocKKJtrosB, A, P. Pklzbr, M. D., and
Mzssna. l'Ki.r,i:n, RoDOEna & Co.
MOSES M. BROWN, the Barber pledges
hiiwscif to keep up with the times in all the
LATF- IMPROVEMENTS, as his business is
sufficient to gurantcc the above. He will
bo found at hi? old stand, ever ready to
servo his customers ut the shortest notice.
apl 11 30
Nine Years' Exprience
t have <m hosxi also a sn ply of
Percriptionfl carcfuly compounded, orders
from 4he oountry slricklj attended to at tlic
Poplar Dr ug .-Store of
jan 23 1874 ly
-? ia
All persons having claims aga>..a the
Hastate of Peter W. A vinger., decayed, will
{present -tth e same properly attested, and all
?of those indebted will asttbe jv.ryment to.
.Qiily T7 1875 4t
SVT 9>a?' 111 Homo. Topos a free.
Address Ii ST1N80N & CO.,
i'ortla<nd, Maine.
I lierely give n?otii<e to*H interested and
cimccr-md, oiral Kniznu C?wd**Ln veidifw of
.lames (ioodwiai, cntoods to have her Home
stead, f<?r foorself ?iid 4?er(minorChildren,
*ct o?' is' iHhj porsotrid jrroj?erty of her late
Iiusbaixl iw said County, thirty one days
from the date hereof.
Probate Judge,
Orangehurg, C, H., July 10th 1875?
july 10 18*5 Itu.
Dental. Notice
THE uwdcrstgued take* ffletxurc in an!
nounciiig to his many friends and patrons
thnt he his permanently located at Orangc
feurg, C. H_,S. C, where he will devote his
entire time, fron every Monday till Saturday
neon to the
in all its Departments. Perfect satisfaction
guaranteed in all operations entrustedto his
care. Charges very modern ,c
Office at Dr Ferener'a old stand over Will
cock's Store.
L. 8. W?LPE.
basement of dukes'
For terms apply to
Having secured tho AGENCY of the
"City Insurants Company
IProvidece, JR. I.9'
Capital, $219,051.
'With that of participating Companies,
Tbc "Firemaa'n Fund," Capi
tal #5OO,0OO.
And the
"Atlantic," of New York.
T utn prepared to hike RISKS of any
amount, dividing them in several 1st Class
COMPANIES, to which I call the attention
of properly holders,
Taken on GIN HOUSES, MILLS and
Fire Insurance Agent.
A few tons of
Also a supply of the
apl 3 1875 ly
[From the Aldinc]
Tired Mothers
A little ellmir leans upon ymir knc?,
Your tired knee that has so much to bear;
A child'sdcnr eyes nro looking lovingly
Fr?m underneath n thatch of tangled bain
Perhaps you do not heed the velvet touch
Of wann, moist lingers holding yonrs so tight;
You do not prize this blessing overmuch;
You almost are too tired to pray to-night*
Hut it is blessedness ! A year ago
1 did not see it as 1 do to-day?
AVe ni e all so (hill and thankless, and too
To catch the sunshine ns it slips away.
And now it seems surpassing strange to me
That, while 1 wore the budge of mother
I d'ul not kins more oft and tenderly
The little child that brought nie only good.
And if, some night, when you sit down to
Yon miss this little elbow from your tired
This restless curly head from ofl'your breast,
This lisping tongne that chatters constantly;
If from your own the dimpled hands bad
And ne'er would nestle on your palms again;
If the white feet into the grave bad tripped,
1 could not blame you for vonr heart-ache
T wonder so that mothers ever fret
At little children clinging to their gown;
Or thai the foot-prints, when the days are
Are ever black enough to make them frown.
If I could find alitilu muddy boot,
Or cap or jacket on my chamber floor;
If I could kiss a rosy, restless foot,
And hear it patter in my home once more.
If I ronld mend a broken carl to day,
To-morrow make a kite to reach the sky?
There is ho woman in God's world could say
She was more blissfully content than I.
But ah ! thu dainty pillow next my own
Iknever rumpled by a shining head;
My singing birdling from its nest bus flown;
Tho little boy I used to kiss in dead !
Extorted Confessions.
A Thrilling St?ry of the Aboli
tion op Torture in France;
"C'oute, M. ,%c President do "Pago,"
said Mute, jfle Hacqucvi 1 lu, as we sat
around the ?. fire, "toll us a story erf
what you huvvc seen in, past times."
~<?f Vi?Tt fcf>ucli,"uiatlntite ?" asked the
; president, "for there are. three in my
? life; tho first of my presidentship, the
: second of my exile, and the thin! of
my soldiership."
"Tell us a story of your first era?
j your presidentship."
"At an early period of life," said he,
; "I was appointed president of one of
I the highest courts of France. The
; rank of my family, it must be ad
mitted, was the chief cause of my
being elevated to that high situation,
though without vauity I may say that
I had distinguished myself in my
studies more than most of my young
contemporaries. Placed near the sum
mit of society by the olliee which I
filled, I strove upon entering on it to
mitigate the rigor of the laws which it
was my duty to put iu force. These
laws were at the time barbarously
severe; and although tho executioti of
them was ofteu softened, the edicts
still remained, a disgrace to our
national code, and judges had it in
their power, if they so willed to push
them to extremity. The most cruel
of the laws to which I allude was the
edict permitting the pucstion, or tor
ture, to be applied to suspected or ac
cused persons, wnich edict, up to
178?, formed part of our national
code. This particular remnant of
barbarism was seldom put in practice;
but others, not so openly savage; per
haps, were frequently put in force, and
. these I strove, as I have said, to miti
gate. 1 had colleagues, however, who
neither concurred with me in opinion
or practice, and who accused mo of
seeking popularity at the expense of
my duty. As I woul . not yield to
them, nor uUcr my conduct, I aepuir
cd their deepest dislike, and they-en*
dcavored, by concerting among them
selves, to thwart me in every possible
way. Thoy seemed to grow more nnd
more severe every day, and as iL was
my duly to pronounce tho decrees
which they formed, whatever these
decrees were, the unpopularity conse
quent upon them foil principally up
on me. At last, as a consummation
to their severity, thoy decreed the re
vival of the torture in certain bran
chos of the criminal law, und 1 was
obliged to submit to their wishes and
announce the revival of the cruel
practice from my scat of office. 1 did
not sit down tamely nnd see I his bar
barity put ip force, which shocked mo
to the soul. But Jill my remonstrances
and applications for its suppression
were fruitless. I imiat now turnback
and relate a circumstance which oc
curred five years before this revival of
a custom that threw dishonor on a
civilized land- I was thon a student
of law, and attending the lectures at
the Sorbonne. One day, on issuing
with a number of my companions from
the scene of our studies, a young girl
met me on the stairs of the Sorbonne,
threw her arms around my neck and
culled me 'her brother.' It was Fran
co*! sc, my foster sister. Her mother,
my good nurse, I.ad died, and Fraii
coisc had come all the way from Mon
teicau to Paris, a journey of twenty
league*, and across the snow, to sec
me and to claim my love. .She did not
ask in vain; I became indeed a broth
er to her, established her in my house
and gave her nn education which
fostered into strength all her naturally
noble qualities. This occurred, I have
said, some years before the revival of
the torture, That torture, as I have
also said, I struggled iu vain tosup*
press, believing it, and, alsol seeing it,
to be the scourge of innocence, and
attended ever with cruelty and in
justice. Hut my voice and my in
fluence were exerted to no purpose.
A t this epoch I was robbed. I car
ried my complaint before the public
prosecutor?who was my friend and
fellow official. The article stolen was
a snufi-box, set with diamonds and of
great value, both because of its rich
ness and because it had been my
father's. The public prosecutor first
searched my own house, and it was not
necessary to go further, for there the
Wi- was 'co?ccttie? ur^V^^w.v^vir
Franceise, my foster sister." At thin
.part of the president's recital there
was a general niovcmcntofsurpri.se
n-fttong Mme. dc iTacqucvillo's guests.
The president himself appeared much
affected by the recollections called up
in his niiud. lie continued : "Fran
coisc, my foster sister, she who had conic
over tho snow from Monte read, was
dragged before the judges, my collca
gucs, who relying, they said, upon my
impartiality, caused tub to preside
over them as usual. Francoise tit first
denied all, declaring her ignorance of I
the robbery and anything connected
with it, and calling upon me to recol
lect her mother, Monterenti, the snow
she had traversed to embrace-me oil
the steps of the Sorbonne, and our
having fed on the same breast. In
prosecution of my duty I ordered the
torture to be applied. The arm of
Francoise was bared and the terrible
instrument was applied to her hand.
'Francoise shrieked at the contest; and
oh, those cries! and that look liked
upon mc ! A eword has passed through
me, but that look pierced mc more
keenly. As tho torture proceeded
Francoise cried less and lcsr. The offici
als crushed,according to custom, linger
after linger, until tho w hole hand was
bruised. Friends,'' said the president
at this part of his story, "Francoise
was innocent. I knew it. It was 1
who had placed the box in the trunk
of the noble-minded girl, in order to
piake. her be tried and condemned !"
Horror pervaded tho minds of Madame
de Ilaequeville's party on hearing this
shocking confession, but. the president,
after passing 'his hands over his eye?,
continued in a broken voicei: "Fran
coise at length avowed herself tho
author of the theft, and fainted, crying
that I was her foster brother, and that
she had come across the snow to em
brace mo upon tlie stairs of the Sor
bonne. Friends," continued the presi
dent, "the suffering! to which that iu
nocent girl was .subjected, through my
instrumentality, bad the object in
view of freeing the land from a dread
ful evil, and sacrifice had tho effect
which was contemplated. Would that
tho victim, who, on her liberation
afterward, flctl i nknown to me from
Paris, nud whom 1 never again snw,
knew that her foster brother was con
scious of hor innocence!" At those
word.*, like ash ado conjured up from
tho tombs, a figure rose from beside
Madame dc llacqucyillo and slowly
advanced toward the president, her J
eyes swimming in tear*, and one hand
engaged in pulling oil', cdidetitly with
pain, the glove from tho other. It
was Mmc. do Casa Bianca. Tho presi
dent, on seeing her movements, rose
from his seat in great agitation, and
extending his arms, while his eyes
gn/.ed fixedly on the approaching
lady, exclaimed : "Can it he ! Frah
coisc ! have 1 met you without know
ing it? Why did you riot reveal
yourself?" "But now," said the lady,
agitated, "but now I learned your
knowledge of ray innocence 1" Let
us draw a veil over the further ex
pressions of recognition and affection
which fell from these aged friends as
they sobbod, wept and embraced each
other. Suflicc it to say that the presi
dent heard .the words of pardon pro
nounced, again nnd again lifted
reverentially to his lips and heart the
bruised monument of the pain he had
been tho means of inflicting. Lotus
proceed with this explanation of his
motive for 'this seemingly horrible
deed :
"On the night following Frnneoisc's
suffering," continued the president,
"there was a I all at court. I appear
ed there and snughttthc speech of the
king, Louis XVI. '.Sire,' said I, bend
ing my knee to the earth, 'this day
my foster sister has been accused of
robbery; and, being put to the torture,
has confessed the crime.1 'Very well,;
she must suffer for it,' said tho king.
'.Sire, this robbery is an invention of
my own.' 'How! what means this?'
heexclaimed, 'Sire, I wished to prove
to France that the torture is the
Bourne of the most frightful injustice
?the destroyer of truth and inno
cence. To this cause I have sacrificed
rrtViS -hieing whom I love best on earth,
j Oh ! let Iretdrials, sire, not have been
I in vain;!') The knig^jteLced his hand
on d_ds.J*W?ho:id;.. hi*..great."VmUvw*
j stood by. Turning to them his majesty
said; 'From this hour let the torture
no more disgrace the laws of France ;' "
Picparnt-ry bantisui.
"~ f
lie is an industrious colored mau,
living in a small cabin down the river,
and his wile is a corpulent, good na
tu red woman, but very deaf.
Seine weeks ago, Keubcn began to
poridet. 11c had never boon a bad
nigger, but ho had never embraced
Christianity, much to the sorrow of
aunt Susan, his wile, who has been pre
pared for heaven, hi1 these many
years past. The more he pondered,
the more he became convinced that he
ought to become a Christian, nnd aunt
Susan encouraged hiiu with tender
words and tearful eyes.
The old man came to town several
days ago to see a bout joining a church,
und was informed that he would hive
tobe baptized before he could become
a member, lie didn't relish the idea
much, but he informed his wife that
he would cou.sent, and she clasped her
hands and replied :
"Glory to Richmond?dc angel* am
a cbihin'!"
Uncle Keubcn got the idea the other
day that he'd like to try the water
alone before being publicly baptized,
and, while his wife was getting break
fast ready, he slipped down to the
rivor bank to take a pretaratory dip.
Ho lemovcd his coat, hat and boots,
placed them on a log, and, as he de
scended tho bank, his broad foot slip
ped, and the convert, came down c n
the back of his neck.
"What dc dcbbil- !V he com
menced, as he picked himself tip, but,
suddenly remembering that ho was
soon to join thy church, be checked
himself and remarked:
"I'm ashamed of dat, nnd I hope de
angels will 'sense me"
He. put one foot in the water, drew
back with a shiver, put in the other,
nnd looked longingly toward the
house At that moment Aunt Susan
began singing:
"We'rt gwim* nj> tn glory:
We's gwine on tke cars!"
And old Keubcn braced up nnd cn
torcd tho water.
"Yes, we's gwine up to glory 1'* lio
remarked as he waded along?"gwine
on lie fast ozpress I"
AI the next stop his foot struck a
sunken log, aud he pitched over it and
under water, l?t*:ul first. Ar soon its
he eunio tojtthc surface and rdew tho
wa'.or from his mouth, he yelledj
"Wuosh! what in blazes isdis yere
performance ?"
In raising up, his foot slid over tho
log and under u limb in such a man
ner that the o:d darkey was caught
fast. He couhl hang to a stub of.ti
limb, hut he could not pull himself
forward enough to slip his foot out of
the trap.
"What's de angel notv!" lie yelled
out, as lie kicked the water higher
than his head.
Aunt Susan answered with?
''De iingcls an? u-coming
I lienr tbc music play !"
"VYlloh the old man realized that he
was fast, and muft have help Iren the
shore, he yelled out:
"IIo ! dere, old woman?hi!"
She couldn't have heard a cannon
(Irctl on the bunks of the river, and
went on singing :
".Atu'x a scat for mo in Heaven?
1'sc gwihe to jiiic the band !"
"Hi! dere?I'll jine ycr old black
head oft' if ye don't hear me !" yelled
old Kraben.
"Uncle Heubcii's ngwine
To be :m angel, siio I"
came the song.
"It's a lie?a big debhil lie I" he
yelled, pulling his head under water
"And he'll fly among de angels
And play upon a but pi"
continued the old woman, as she turn
cd over the bacon.
'lit! dero?wooshl whoop!" ho
yelled, floundering around, pulling ut
his legs.
"De Lord has not his name,
And dere is a place for him !"
howled the old woman. m$
"Angds be Hissed?whoa! dere,
you ole black villuiu !" veiled uncle
"Di-y'l' dn sV idm upln wbita,
Wid a crown upon his .brow!"
waihd aunt Susan, as she jx>ured the
water off the potatoes.
"Ifl ob"r gitout o'did rihher alive,
I'll break her old deaf head, I will I"
growled the victim, and then raising
his voice, b -houted :
"You den-, dd Sat ton?hi ! hi! As
if in direct answer came the song?
Mile struggles wid de evil one,
lint be gained de victory, shore!"
"Stienu?old cuss Supan?if I had
you by ?.e wool, I'd harry dnt ole deaf
head agin do cabin fill year eyes
couldn't see!" ho screamed, and he
made another tremendous effort- 'o get
loose. It was successful, aud just
then she sang :
"Oh ! whiir'dde angel now,
Send Id in 'long?mud him 'long!"
"De angel hin a comin'l'' growled
Uncle lieuhen, as he waded ashore?
"ait'jlieMl turn that cabin inside out!"
Ho limjHtd up to the hotuc. She
wan placing tho meal on live table aud
"He'sgwihe tube b:ipti*rd ?
He gwiiio-."
when be entered the houso and gave
her a cull on the car which nearly
loosened the roots of her hair.
"Oli ! yes?Ize an angel wid wing<
on, I is !" he veiled, as ho brought her
another cuff? "and Izegwine to glory
?and I'll knock your old head olf?
and Ize gwin-j to ginc do hand?and
you old dcuf alliga or?and Ize gwitic
up to glory?and blast your ole deaf
cars?and dc glory am acomin'l"
Peop.lo who know Unc'e Uouocn
say that lie swears again with great
relish; and it is certain that he hasn't
been up to town to be baptised and
become a church member.? Grrvnoillc
- wut~-? mm -.
II k Knows How.?Wlum a Ninth
Avenue hoy pilches into a Labrosse
Street boy, and gels a bloody nose, bo
goes home fully prepared for what he
knows will follow.
"Fighting agnin, eh?" inquires the
Detroit father, "Well, I'll see you in
the wood hhed after dinner."
"Father," .replies the hoy, tears in
his eyes, "it was that Johnson h??y.
Ho e?me along and called me the son
of a cross eyed sheep thief; aud father,
1 couldn't, stand by and hear you
spoken of in that manner!"
The father feels in his vest pocket
for a nickle, and nothing further is
said about the wood shed business.
! People who uro puzzled;, at. the ?
1 teaehirieal ,j>hr?8fisv.u?*.ed?HiPftlQr)wil' I
repovts ure .evimpe^^ed^to the*>ersual
of tlie following definitions i .,
Field?The cow pasture whoro tho
lcnther-huuting is purfonood.
Bnso?Salt bngs scattered n round
in tho grass for the players to jump?
on. . " ";' ' /?"
N.nc?Tho number of roostartln
Unco breech a that tjohstituto' bfisfer'
ball duck.
Umpir*?The chief bailer?ho
bawls out 'strike.' His other duty is
to sit on the top of the bat and smell
the bill as itgoe* by.
Judgment?The umpire's opinion
after taking such a smell.
One ball?What the umpire siys
when the smell proves unsatisfactory.
Strike?A miscue by the batter.
Put out?The follow tries to get in
without paying fifty cents.
Dead bull*?One which comes to
life again after being buried?in the
ha ds of the pitcher.
Foul?A ball which hounds just tho
way one is positive it will not.
Fair foul?A little one for a cont.
Balk?'A breach of promise' in
dulged in by tho pitcher.
Stealing a base?Stuffing n bag in
the car and walking off to the next
base, when ths catcher isn't lo-jkiug. '?'
Beauty?A ball so hot that the*
second baseman lies on his stomach to
avoid it. . !
Hot nail?One that singes the short*
stop's head as it goes by. . ? ? ;?. ?
Fly?A ball which scorns the earth,
and, like the,gentle horso fly, buzzes
around iu the elevated atmosphere.
Wild throw?Slingiug at the third
baseman, and killing a small boy in
the right field.
Li*. AT-X)n^dey^no^v?^i*iVr&4i^Wt wuk
tomical wonder iu the Southem*p4p?
ers. lie has acqoired ouch j^werjtof
self-contortion, that, in exhibiting his
dual orga.'dmtioa to a Wheeling doc
tor, he dropped his ribs one, foot and
ili'j doctor felt another set undenuuth
the first. He then announced that
he would" throw his heart down tho
same distance. The stethescope was
placed over it, and it was shown to
be breathing regularly in its right
place. He gave his body a jerk, and
the heart was beating a foot below;
a? he had promised. Aftor two>
minutes interval the active orgau re
lumed, us the negro said it would kill
him to keep tt therc, Ipnger. > Iiq d ru j >
peiI it again the same distance ou tho
right aide, und held it there lor tho
same length' of1 time. '.Then ho stop
ped its beating altogether,' hud for* tlttf
space of two 'minutes ' there was no
pulse in all his body. When this ro*
markuble child of natura began t*?
mauipOlate his7 ribs and do several
things with his inlety*! organs still
more remarkable, some gentlemen pro*
eeut fainted. It is not said what has
become of tho man who wrote tke
story.?AVm* York Tribune.
A grasshopper I incident.-*-A
Nebraska farmer sneaked around ono
night to the place where an army of?
millions of grasshoppers were sleeping
preparatory to wading into his wheat
on the morrow, and after throwing a
lot of hay around he set fire to u*
Well, it was death to tho grasshop
pers, hut by the time the farmer had ?"
run over four mi low over a burning
prairie and climbed a tree with his
hair and eye lashes burned off, ho had
oecns'on to take breath, and say t
"I'll bo hanged if I thought I was
goiu' to get up a circus like that.*' '
An Impostor.?A, route, who says
his name is--? Starmos, ami
elairnod to hail from Hamilton, Loud
mi County, Va., parsed through hero
about throe weeks ago. While hero
ho called upon the Mason i for assis
tance, nnd made representation*
which have since proved to be false.
Bugs are very pestersome things??
wo don't .bl.ime her lor disturbing tho
congregation, anybody would havo
jumped under like circumstances.
A Saratoga belle writes home; 'It
is horrid here?not a man in town is>
worth over $15,000.'

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