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TW-WLEKLY EDITION- WINNSBORO, S. C., OCTOBER 16, 1880.
THE GOLDEN SIDE.
iero is many a roso u the road of life,
If we would only stop to take It ;
Ud many a tone from the better land,
If the querulous heart woubt make it;
o the sunny soul that is full of hope,
And who o beautiful trut no'or faileth,
he graia Is green and the flowore are bright.
Though the winter stora prevaileth.
ere Is many a gem in the ia-h of life,
Which we pass in our I11- pl'easure,
hat is richer far than the jewelod crown,
Or the miser's hoard , treasure;
t may be the love of a little child,
Or a mother's pray r to heavon,
r only a boggar'ti gra'.eful thauks
For a cup of wa or given.
ttor to weave in the web of life
A bright and golden filliig,
nd to do Go i's will with a heavy heart.
And hands that are ready and willing,
Thau to snap t ie delicate, miuto threads
Of our ourious lives asunder,
nd th n blame Heaven for taugl..d on is,
And sit and grieve and wonder.
After Long Years.
"What is this, Burt?"
"That 18 the mortgage of an estate called
o Derby Place, Mr. Faxon, foreclosed
ore than a year, ago, I believe."
"Well, it's what I've been looking for.
will take charge of the papers, and attend
the matter soon. Down East, is it?"
Mr. Faxon put the papers into the breast
ket of his coat, came down the olfice
tairs, and stepped into tWe glittering, pur
le-huned phwton, beside his wife.
The delicate Atablan, Mrs. Faxon's
iorse, sped away out of the city con flues,
and soon tossed his Jetty inane along
the open roads, lined with gardens, ornate
colleges and villas.
"Going away again to-morrow, dear?"
asked Mrs. Faxon, suddenly lifting her
fair countenance, as she interruptrd her
husband. "You seem to be away. all the
time lately. Take me with you."
Not this time, Violet."
And Violet Faxon's husband fell. into a
fit of abstraction, from which her smartest
chatter failed to arouse him.
They came at last to the Faxom man
sion, grand and slmple, and fultilling its
promise of a beautiful interior.
Amid the white lace and crimson silK of
her chamber, Violet was brushing out her
long, fair hair, when her husband paused
In the doorway, and looked at her sharply.
Then he caie slowly across the room, and
lifting the oval face in his hand, looked
closely at the roseate cheek, pearly ear and
"What is it?" asked Violet-"a
"No," he answered, smiling faintly and
strolling across the chamber.' "You looked
like my sister then-that was all."
"Your sister, dear? You never told me
about her, " said Violet.
"No," lie answered, and said no more.
Mr. Faxon bore no resemblance to his
dehicate patrician wife. A little less than
Ithirty-dark, strongly built, active, vigor
ous, lie Impressed one as astrong character.
If, with a remarkable rich comeliness of
countenance, there were sensual lines, there
was also a certain evidence of strong, good
sense and a look of deop experiences. Mr.
Faxon looked like a man who carried
lie was up and away at daybreak the
next morning. An early train bore him
eastward, and nine o'clock found him
landed at a little station called Seabrook.
The dismal little building was set In a
field of clover, around which a road wound
away among the mounds of verdure.
After a glance around. Mr. Faxon took
'this road, and walked slowly along. The
Srobbins hopped across It; the bobolinks sang
in the trees over It. The unassuming white
clover among the grass perfumed the cool
He passed only a few houses, but lie ob
served them attentively. They weie all
old and humble farmhouses. Apparently,
Sthis property. which had, by the foreclosure
ofa mortgage, fallen to Mr. Faxon, was
<not situatedl in a very rich or enterprising
When ho had walked nearly a mile, lhe
~came to a green dooryard, among wide
Ispread apple trees, with a well-sweep
among them, and a residence, though plain,
more pretentious and comfortable than the
There was a narrow, well-worn path
mong the~ short grass and buttercups to the
- rech, where a bitter-sweet twined Its
tsrong arms. In a corner, undIer Jhe ver
dure was an arm-chair, with a book on thet
seat, and a cane lying across it-a gnarled,
twisted cane of hickory, that Mr. Faxon
looked twice at. The book lhe saw was
.fTer was an old lady with a sweet,
addface, and snowy cap-strings tied un
der her double chin,, knitting at a window
near by, but his quiet step had not dis
Ho11 had, put his hand to the knocker; he
took it down againi as lie caught sight of
this placid face. ie stood there quite still
Sfor several minutes. A gray oat caime and
Jrubbed against his leg. Somne apple blos
.2soms, floating dlowni touched his cheek.
'~.At length the gentle lips moved
*'~"Father," saId the mild old lady, "you
had best lie down and take a rest."
S "Such old peop~lel And I have come to
~take their home away," said Mr. Faixon.
T her-e was a strong p~aini in his dark face
*now as lie stoodl looking down at the porch
After a moment, lie stepped off the
4porch1 on the farther side, mind walked awvay
under the ap~ple trees.
KWhen Mr. Faxon camne back from his
brief stroll, his presence, as lie cirossed the
yard, was observed.
-A white-haired old man, who hiad come
to the open door and taken up the hickory
stick, turned back hastily, with a few hur
ried words, and the aged woman dropped
her knitting and rose up with a paleness
dropping over her face.
But while Mr. Faxon hesitated on the
por-ch again both camne to the (door. Sad,
startled faces they both had, but they were
civil. Their greeting was indly, as to a
"My name is Faxon," said the visitor, "I
"We know who ye be sir," said the old
man, "we know who ye be, though we
never seed ye before. Willy you come in?"
Mr. Faxon ste ppod across the whit. ball
floor into the quaint, cool and comfortable
The rough, blue paper, like chintz, o:
the wall, some "honesty" and dried grass
es in opaque white vases upon the high
narrow mantelpiece unconsciously strucl
his eye, while he took a seat, his mind wa
occupied with other thoughts.
"We've been long expectin' you, sir,'
said the old lady gently.
Her hands crossed on the spotless ging
ian apron upon her lap, trembled a little,
but the serenity of her manner was no
But the old man's eyes swam in tears
He rested both hands on the hickory sticl
between his knees, as he sat in a corner
and bending ais forehead upon them, par
tially hid his face.
"Yes, yest but it comes sort of sudde:
now." said the old man.
Mr. Faxon sat In speechless sympathy.
After a little pause, old Mr. Derby look
ed up and met his eyes.
"Of course, it's all right, sir. We don'
question your right to the place, but we'vi
been sort of unfortunate. I thini so
don't you, mother?"
The old lady lay back among the cush.
Ions of the dimity-covered chair. She ha
a look of physical weakness Mr. Faxon ha(
not observed before. She did not speak.
Her husband looked at her attentively. A
sudden flush went over his thin facc.
"It is not for myself I care-it is her'
lie cried, striking his cane violently upoi
the floor. "She helped to earn this place,
when she was young. There was no kin
o' work but what them hands you see lyin
so weary now in her lap, sir, was put to.
She was up early an' late, always a-doin',
adoin- fur me and the children. God nev.
er made a better wife an' mother. An'
now, sir, it's hard that she should bi
turned out of her home in her old agel"
"Hush, hush, Daniell" said the old
lady softly. "The Lord will provide; and
It's not long1 we have to stay in thi' world,
"Willyoutell me the history of the place,
Mr, Derby'" asked Mr. Faxon. "How
did you come to lose it?"
"it was ni(rtgaged, sir," said the old
man, at last, "to pay the boys' college bilh:.
You see, we had three children-Selwyn,
toscoe and little Annie. Mother and I
didn't have an eddication, but we said all
along that our children should have; an
they went to the distric' school an' then tc
the academy-an' by-an' by we fitted then
off for college. Bright, smart boys they
were-everybody said my boys had good
parts, Roc was always a little wild. I
think mother, there, loved him better for
that. He was more trouble, an' she clung
to him closer because others blamed him,
at times. Annie, his sister, was always s
pieadin', too, for Roc. He played truante
rnd he whipped the boys'who told (n hini;
lie was always puttin' his bones in peril,
in' twice he was half drowned-yet in
pite of all lie was ready for college when
Belwyn was, though Selwyn was steady as
% clock. Mother and I had been scrapin'
Logether for years and at last we fitted them
"We went on denying of ourselves, for
It was just the one hope of our lives to
iave the boys graduate with all the honors;
in' time went on, but many of the crops
railed an' there came disappointment here
ud disappointment there, an' failing to
eot together the money the boys sent for
ispecially Roe-we mortgaged the farm for
ve hundred dollats.
"They were nearly through, you see,
an' mother an' Annie thought that Selwyn
night be principal of the academy or some
thing when lie came home, an' Roe would
be a lawyer, 'cause he could argufy an'
ipeak so smart in public, an' the money
would be paid back easy.
"But from time to time there came
rumors I didn't like, as to how Roscoe was
ap in his old wild ways; and at last it
ame like a thunderbolt-Roo was sus
pended and had run away to foreign parts.
Well, I pass over that, sir; I tried not to
-e too hard on the boy. Then Selwyn
same home. He had graduated well, but.
e had a cough. He didn't complain, but.
Ir was thin and pale, and soon mother an'
[saw that the child we had meant to rely
n was an invalid on our hands. The
hought struck me dumb. But mother was
il energy. We traveled here with him,
:e traveled there. We saw all the noted1
lotors East and West. We borrowed
noney on the old place, and we never paid
av back. I had made one or two pay
nents at first, but they were but a drop in
lie bucket. At last we brought Belwyn
rome to die."
"Don't Daniel," said the mother softly.
"lie wants to hear the rest. There's
nly a little more, but it's no better. An.
ile was like Selwyn-good and patient
ud delicate-like, too. We didn't mind
.t at first, but her cheeks grew thin an'
oo red; a cough she had from a child grew
arder, and though the best doctor we
~ould get same early and late, it was only
year after Selwyn died before we laid
sAnnie down among the snows. Thank ye,
lir. for your pity! Mother and 1 have shed
nest of our tears.''
M1r. Faxon put his cambric handkerchief
)aek in hris pocket.
"Your other son, Roscoe, M1r. Derby
id lie never come home?".
"lIever! It's nigh eight years sinice we
maye aeen Roc. He knew he disappointedl
is; but that was nothin',-was it mother?'"
"I never think of it," said Mirs. Derby,
haking her head. "Perhaps-I don't.
nuow-we took thme wrong course witi
[loc. He was restless an' active, Hie was
Wild, but lhe was lovin'
11cr voice broke.
"Mlrs. Derby," saidMr. F'axon, "I find I
now something of youre story already.
'our son. Rtoscoe Derby, who ran away at
imeteen years 01(1, is probably living, and
tmay conie in miy way to obtain sonic i
[oremation of him for you."
Tlh - old people hiad risen eagerly fron:
~helr seats; but he went onr, quickly.
"M1eanwhuile, be at no inconvenience re
ardling your stay here in your old home.
'our right to occupy it is unquestioned ir.
iiy mind, and let me assure you that you
will never, during your lifetimie, be re..
~ulredl to go hence. There is the mort
~age"-he placed some papers on the table,
-."the Derby place is your own.'?
.ie rose, putting them gently back, as
hey pressed toward him, trying to express
"No-no thanks! Believe me, you owe
-He took .ihis hat. The old man who
was voiceless, wrung his hand. Mir.
axon turned to bIrs. Derbyr, and taking
mer soft, wrinkled fingers in his strong
almn, bent low and kissed them. Then he
urued toward the door, but ini a moment
~e had come back,
a "Mother-fatheri" he said, "I cannot
go, for I know you have forgiven me!"
And the next Instant the strong man was
kneeling with his head on his mother's
"After long years, mother," he said, as
she stroked his temples with fond fingers.
"I am but twenty-eight years old, but sor
row for my early faults has brought sonic
gray hairs about my temples."
"And you are not Mr, Faxon, after all,
Roc?" said the father with a puzzled
"Yes, I am, dear father. Five years ago
I had the good fortune of gaining the good
will of one of the wealthiest American
shippingmerchants then in London. Hegave
me a good position, and I decided to stay
with him, and served faithfully in his em
ploy, until juRt before his death, when
naving formed an engagement with his
only daughter, he gave his consent to our
marriage, with the proviso that I would
take his name and carry on his Interests
exactly as they had been. To this I con
sented, for In spite of settled habits and
ideas, I felt an alien and alone; but
mother, I have a good wife and the best of
sons-a little fellow two years old, named
Derby. Does that please you?"
Ah, indeed! What loving old woman is
not pleased with her grandchild? Soon
the house was graced by the presence of
Violet Foxon and the lovely boy, whom
grandfather could not praise enough an
grandmother could not fondle enough; yet
it was sweeter, perhaps, to hear his moth
er's voice whisper:
"I like your wife; and do you know,
dear, I think she is very like Annie?
Amenities of flanking.
A man having all the attributes of a
tramp-bedraggled garments, unshaven
and unshorn--stepped briskly into a Titus.
ville bank and approaching the cashier's
"Hope I ain't too late ?"
"Too late for what ?"
"You haven't closed the vaults yet, have
"What's that to you?" said the cashier,
as lie glanced over to where his pistols
"You see I want to borrow a five or ten
to tide me over till I reach Cincinnati."
"We have no money to lend."
"Yes, but you have, though-when you
know who I am. I am a delegate to the
bankers' convention at Saratoga. Read an
elaborate paper before the convention yes
terday on 'The Rise and Progress of the
Bank of England,' with a few off hand re
marks on the coming crisis in American
"In your own case the crisis appears to
have arrived," suggested the cashier.
"In point of valuable information to
bankers, my paper takes rank ahead of that
submitted by Secretary Sherman."
"We are not lending any money now at
"I'm right in from the big convention,"
continued the stranger untouched. "Made
a slight miscalculation as to expense money,
and found I'd be obliged to drop off at Ti
tusville and ask you for a V. I don't mind
it, however, as I have always had a great
desire to visit your beautiful little city and
meet some of your solid men."
"Perhans I should have told you before
that the vault is closed."
"Of course you have a five in your pock
et. No? Well, then, a two will do.
"Haven't a dollar about me."
"Say fifty cents, then."
"The cashier said lie didn't have it.
"Make it a quarter."
"Can't do it."
"Make it a dime."
"I'll not make It a red cent," said the
cashier, as he moved about his business. 2
"O6h, you won't, won't you I" exclaimed
the stranded banker, as he hitched up his
forlorn pantaloons, danced about and made
a feint to spring throuh the little window.
"If I had you out here about two minutes
and a half I would teach you some of the
amenities of banking. You haven't a soul
to save you, you wall eyed hypocrite, or
you would jump at the chance to help a
fellow banker In a delicate emergency like
The cashier continued his work.
After waiting a reasonable length of
time, as if to give the cashier an opportun
ity to consider, but which was not taken
advantage of, the indignant stranger shook
his finger through the glass p~artitioni, and
saidl, hoarsely :
"Here I devote you and your impecunious
gang to the cloven tooted and infernal gods;
and if I don't report you to the next regu
lar meeting of the association, I'm a heard
less goat," and lie stalked grandlly out of
A Teamster's Dinner.
Mono county, Cal., Is full of mountains,
mules, teamsters and grizzlies. The latter
roam contentedly about, seeking whom
they may devour. Not long ago a Bridge
port teamster, who had in charge an
eighteen mule team and a heavy load of
freight, was delayed several hours In lisa
progress by a grizzly, lie had hauled the
heavy wagon to the top of a lull and left
the "back-action'' at the foot. It, being
about dinner time lie left his team and re
turned to the foot of the hill to take his
lunch, and was seatedi on the load enjoymng
afrugal repast when there appeared at
the rear of the wagon a huge grizzly. The
animal saw the-teamster on top and walked
about surveymng the scene. TIhe man on
top had no firearms, and was In a moment
confident that ho was in a state of siege. To
get off his load and run was folly, so he
sat and surveyed lis enemy. The bear
seemed to enjoy the situation, and was not
at all worried. Occasionally he would sit
on his haunches and look at the teamster,
and then content himself by picking up the
pieces of lunoh thrown to him. In the
meantime the teamster grew nervous,
fearing that it was "gone game" with him.
Ils wife andi childlren in Carson were
thought of, and the trip) to Bodie seemed
dubious. Tho animal remained there
about two ho~urs, and concluding that it
was of no use to stay, walked off to the
woodhed,hills. The teamister made for 'he
wagon on the lull, and the few gray hairs
that are now distributed among his raven
locks are attributed to hisa interview with
-ThI'e first watermelonR of the season
in Dead wood sold at $1.25 each,
-For nearly 800 years London bridge
was thme only one over the Thames.
-Henry Ulay's Kentueky homestead,
Ashland, has boon rented at $8 per acre.
The unken City.
Who has not heard of the sunken city 8
that lies slately fair beneath the sea? Tom
ple and tower and slender column and fret. ti
ted palace halls lie buried in the deep, and
the mariner sails over the spot, ignorant of
the hidden glories underneath. Only, at
sunset the bells from tower and minaret
peal forth a wild sweet music that floats i
faintly over the waters, and to him who
listens comes a great longing to see the a
mysterious beauty of this hidden city, j
lapped ju the waves of Ocean. Still, asahe a
lingers the desire grows stronger, a sweet,
overpowering force urging him to descend
through the cold, pure water, until with
his eyes he can behold the lovehness that
lies concealed beneath. If he is strong in
spirit he closes his ears to the impelling q
music and steels his heart against the yearn
ing voice within. If he is weak or sorrow- a
fiii or wide-eyed with hidden fancies lie a
yields to the spell, and the sunken city d
holds another victim, lying dead amid the
beautiful desolation below.
Lazily floating in a small boat were two
men, one gray-haired and spent and worn,
with a far-off look in his tired eyes; the w
other young and strong and happy with
the ignorant happiness of youth. The day t(
was drawing to a close and the sunset gild- 1
ed the smooth waters on which the boat
rocked gently, while both men sat absorbed
in thought and hardly conscious of each
Suddenly the younger started. "Hark 1"
said lie; "what far-off bells are those that b
can be heard at this distance from the
The other listened. Soft and clear and
strangely sweet they ranr, now iying 4pto t
silence, now pealing forth anew over the
waters. Spellbound they listened as the B
sounds swept by them on the evening wind. tl
"They are the bells of the sunken city," C
said the gray haired man at last, "and it
must lie beneath us now.,, at
In silent awe they both leant from the a
boat and looked long and earneltly into the '(
quiet waters. Clear and green they lay, :
bathed in the radiance of the setting sun, hi
and as they watched it scoined to both that
the rays of light were reflected back from to
gleaming roofs beneath. Intently they a
gazed and gradually unfolded before their
eyes lay stately towers and minarets, vast si
marble halls and strangely gilded domes t
and steeples. Between them surged fathoms a
of crystal water, but underneath all was st
still and fair and beautiful and shrouded In
a mystery no man could penetrate. The
sunken city lay revealed In this brief hour
of sunset to the rapt watchers overhead. hi
Neither spoke a word, but straining their dr
eyes to see more gazed at the shadowy A
beauty of the scene and listened to the
wild, sad music of the bells. Strange vis- at
ions floated before their bewildered sight, i
and the deserted streets and lonely grandeur t
of the buried eity told to each silent watch
er a wildly different tale.
The young man with glowing eyes be- d(
held beneath him all his hopes and desires li
reached and fulfilled. All that he worked i
to possess awaited him in the sunken city, gr
peopled with the shadows of those lie it
loved, rich with the wealth he longed for, ,t
teeming with the fruition of his proudest ul
hopes. His life and completion lay there; hi
if he would but take the step and reach it;
and what should hold him backI
And the other man older in work and
disappointment than in years, saw beneath
him in the sunken city all the past joys of
his life return. Those whom lie had loved .
and lost walked through the deserted b(
streets, and his bygone youth, rich with the hi,
hopes now dead, shone alluringly before his
eyes. One downward plunge and he could hi
regain it all. .i
With a start both mien rose in the little
beat ready to leap Into the waves. when
suddenly with a faint echoing sound the
music of the bells broke and died into si
lence, and the glories beneath them grew d
dim and indistinct before their straining
eyes. Trower and turret and gilded roof h
inclted softly away into nothingness, aind ih
they saw only the lapping waters growing a
gray and misty in the approaching gloom,a
With a shudder the young man drew
back from the edge of the boat. "It is
over," he said ; 'ihe snell is past and night
is coiming on. We must return to the shore
without delay, and in the real world and
following out my own life I will gain all '
that I have seen shadowved forth to-day. My ~
path lies before me and I am cager to treadT
it. Let us hasten back."
But the other did not heed him. His
eyes wore fixed upon the water. Beneath
lay hidden the golden vision of the past and
lie could never hope to reproduce it on theli
earth. An overwhelming yearning seized
him. All that he valued lay in the sunkeni
city and he would join them there.
Tihere was a faint cry, a sudden plunge,
and the young man sat alone within the
b)oat as the twilight darkened into night,~ s
The Old U. 5., lrmy. or
Thue recent (loath of General Heintzelman
naturally enough recalls the days of the old
army; that is to say, the arniy of Mexico,
wvhich thirty-four years ago crossed the
frontier undler General Taylor and fought thi
those brilliant battles, beginning with iin
JResaca de la Palmnar, and ending with tie th
capture of the City of Mexico. Heintzel- ly
man was a captain then, so was Ridgely, pr
dashing Charley May, Duncan, Sherman co
and Bragg. Though they all did good sor- us
vice, it is of the general oflcors we are ra
writing. The roster of 1847 looks strange "I
beside that of 1880, and many a name is PC
missedi from time list. Scott's ashes sleep 1O
beside the murmuring waters of the Hud. thm
son at West Point. 'Twas there lie cc
usually passed lis summers in the latter oil
days oif his life. He loved the Military b
Academy, though he was not a graduate) to.
as well as he was capable of loving any- sn
thing. Ghood soldier as lhe was, he at times loc
was so austere and uncongenial, that even ti1
memjbers of lis personal staff avoided him. de
And yethle could at times evince a tenderness gi
of nature. Among some salient traits of he
his character was one of never abandoning i
a point or permitting himself to be proved af
incorrect in a real or assumed argument. p'
Trhere is a funny anecdote told of hiam ini p1
connection with a captain of one of the of
companies of volunteers composing a h
Southern regiment. The General was very an
emphatic in his denunciation of the prac- de
tico of eating warm bread. Hie contended cc
(and no doubt with nuch correctness) that th
bread should be eaten stale and cold. The o1
army on the moarch had of course to eat nc(
hard bread or biscuit, there being no porta. nt
ble ovens in those days. tc
"Well," said the captain, who one day in
visited General Scott in his tent, -rubbing he
his hands in anticipation, "we'll soon be in to
Puebla. GanoratlI asunnpoe in
"Well, what then?"
"Why, we'll get up the ovens and have
)ne hot bread."
"Hot bread, sirl Hot breadl" shouted
io General, rising from his camp stool and
raightening his towering form, while he
Ktended his arm 'with a majestic air.
No, sir; rather than permit you to commit
ioh an Imprudent act I will stand over
ie ovens with a drawn sword."
'lhe remark was so unexpected, and the
)Cecti and attitude of the General so tragic
Ist the captain in relating It said that for
moment he thought the General was re
Darsing some lines from a theatrical act.
Next to Scott follows Worth. They
ere friends until the quarrel at the taking
Mexico city. Worth was a chivalrous
oIdler, brave but at times cynical and fre
ently severe in his criticism of others,
hile lie was ever ready to answer person
ly for his words and acts. He had a
>ol, caustic manner of treating those he
sliked, but lie was a steadfast and gener
is friend, and where lie had committed a
rong lie was quick to make reparation.
eace to his ashes.
Twiggs, who fought on the same fields,
as a man of singular characteristics. Born
Georgia, and a slave-holder, he was in
nsely imbued with Southern instincts and
'ejudices. He was possessed of large
ealth and always carried three or four of
s negroes with him when lie was in the
3ld. Ills cuisine was excellent, and it
as always a pleasure to dine at his board.
e was a warm and constant friend, but a
ttei hater; and when he had occasion to
irsue an enemy, lie was relentless and
iuld be cruel. Ridicule was a weapon
at he used unsparingly. lie was a nas
r o1 invective, and his profanity, even in
.e midst of action was at times revolting.
rave to a fault; he spared himself as lit
as he did lils command. He always
timated the volunteer element of the
my below its true worth, and the field
lcers of the same were generally the
ibject of his sarcasm. Lie rode a bay
>rse that had a white spot on his tall, and
is he had dyed black and laughed at
iself for doing so. No man loved to
rment others better than himself. He
ok a savage pleasure at times in making
Twiggs belonged to the "Army of Inva
>n, " that is, lie was on Taylor's line in
e beginning of the war. One day when
l'mngr train of wagons was toiling up a
-ep hill at Caiargo, and the mules were
raining their utmost on the traces, lie
>ticed a teamster who was carelessly
ilking beside his anhals carrying in his
Lud a small switch, while the rest of the
ivers were furiously cracking their whips.
3 Twiggs eyed the luckless man, his ire
is raised and he launched a torrent of
use upon him. "Come here, Colonel
arney," he cried, "and help me curse
The teamster aroused to his peril, and
tping to atone for his supineness, stooped
iwn, aud picking up a stone, hurled it at
B mules, striking one of them. In an
stant Twiggs was off his horse, and
asping a stone took deliberate aim, sent
flying through the air, striking the teAm.
ur fairly in the back. The man threw
his arms with aii "eli!" as he looked
hind him and saw the General.
"Just what the mule would say, my
an, if lie could speak," remarked Twiggs
oily, as lie mounted his horse and rode
After the battle of Contreras, as the
ght was coming on, Twiggs was reclining
neath a tree. with lils orderly holding
a horse. Just then General Pillow came
> in great uneasiness of mind. Duncan's
,ttery was reported to be captured, and
belonged to Pillow's command. Pillow
is almost distracted at the thought of
is calamity, and appealed to Twigsa to
t his opinion as to whether he thought
e battery was lost and what lie had better
iunder the circustances.
"I think it quite likely the battery
,s been captured," repllied Twiggs, turn
g over on his sIde, while his eyes emitted
"Hleaven!" ejaculaied Pillow, "what
all 1 (10?"
"Better send out a regiment to look for
" rejoined is persecutor.
'-Ohli if I couild only find General Scott,"
Dained Pillow, wringing his hand.. "Can
su direct me to lia headquarters?"
"Indeed, 1 can't, General," returned
"Won't you assist me to discover it? I
Il take it as a special favor," continued
"Why, certainly," replied Twiggs, who
*d now tormented the other snficiently.
)rderly, my horse."
Mounting, he rode forward with Pillow
his sidle and in ten miinutes was at
mott's tent. Duncan's battery had been
to all the while, and Twigga knew it.
As a story-teller Trwlggs had few muperi
a, and lie always had a sup~ply of tough
rns at comnmandi.
An Acadian Courtahip.
The wooing must be done at balls, or in
a presence of the family. Flirting being
practicable, It is always und(erstood that
a wooer means marriage, and consequent.
he eagerly avails himself of the few
ivileges decemned by the rural Mrs. Grundy
naistent with thme proprieties. These
ually begin with praiicing, caracohing and
eing lia horse on the road in front of his
elle'a" dwelling-place, lie repeats the
rformance as often as possible, and en
ys It immensely. The more spectators,
a greater his delhght. The sweets of
urtahip are necessarily expended on the
:I folks. Macaboy snuff, a la vanillo, a
ttle of aniseitte, etc., for mnaman, go far
ward making the course of true love run
mooth. With the okd gentleman, tact at
ming half-dimes at play is equally effec
re, always provided the lover comes un
r that comprehensive description "bon
rcon." While thus courting thme parents,
avails himself of every opportunity to
ike "sweet eyes'' at the (daughter, and,
ter a few weet~s of such wooing, pro.
ses 'rho bL~f-rooml is generally the
ice; when the pleasurcable excitement
the waltz has reached its climax, while
r slender waist is encircled by his arm,
d her head almost leans upon his shoul
r, then comes the opportunity. If the
y maid favors his sut, lhe instantly seeks
e approval of her parents. With that,
.e might think the affair settled. But
~; he must obtain time permission of the
merous relatives of. the bride-elect, oven
the cousins,. who may be of no special
portance. Dressed In his nattiest suit,
proudly prances round on the grand
ur, and formally asks the consent of each
A Conseientious Vlerk.
A Galveston grocer has been observinj
for some time past that a great many o
his Customers had quit him, and wer
trading at a rival store over the way. H<
also noted that one of his clerks, who ha<
been c-nverted at a revival, rarely sue
ceded in selling any goods at all to a cus
tomer. He had formerly been a very eficien
clerk in seilling grocerles,hence the proprie
tor was very much bewildered. On a certai
the morning proprietor came down befor
the clerk made his appearance, and hidinj
behind a stack of boxes of Blue Jacket'i
Liver Encouraging bitters, waited patientl
for developements. Presently the cler
came in, put on his apron, dusted off th4
counter, whistling "From Greenland's Ic3
Mountains" as he did so. It was not lonj
before a wealthy lady, whose custom rat
up into the thousands annually, came In,
and asked the clerk if he had the celebra,
ted B No.8. sugar. He replied that they
had, showed her a sample, and she said shi
thought she wouldtake one hundred about
The conscientious clerk looked at thi
lady very earnestly, and asked:
"Are you prepared to meet your Maker?
The lady stared in blank amazement.
"[ want to know if you have famlly
prayers regularly and if your family an
fully prepared for a blissful hereafter be.
yond the grave; for if you are not you
don't get the sugar, that's all. There it
enough chlorideof tin in one hundred1 oindi
of sugar to kill the last one of you, and
I don't want anybody's blood on my hands,
particularly when they are leading wicked
lives and are not fit to die," and he put
the cover on the sugar barrel and strolled
out to the door whistling "Old Hundred.'
The lady flaunted herself out of tih
store, her face as red as fire, but it wa:
not any redder than that of the proprietor,
who was only waiting for an opportunity
to rend that clerk limb from limb. For.
tunately several customers came in,
and the proprietor drew in his breath,
gritted ids teeth and waited as best hIt
could for the hour of vengeance to strike.
"Have you got any claret-genuiut
"Who do you want it for?"
"I want it for a friend of mine out Iv
"Has he got a good constitution?"
"No, he Is in feeble health, and I want
to help build up his system."
"We made our genuine claret ourselvee
down in the cellar. The proprietor attende
to that himself. Of late the infusion of
log -wood and other dye-stuffs we get fron
the druggists have been of such poor quali.
ty that our genuine claret won't do for ne
to recommend. I can't conscientiously do
so. You had. better let your friend die a
The man said he was much obliged for
the information, but the clerk said lie was
only dolg his duty. and whistled, "When
I can Read My Title UClear," as the cus.
tomer strolled off.
Other customers flocked in, but he firmly
refused to sell them a dime's worth. le
explained to a cadaverous-looking wonat
that her dyspeptic appearance was due to
the China clay in the flour, and the glucose
and sulphuric acid In the golden syrup she
wanted to purchase. Another lady wanted
tea. The good clerk said: "Madam, it
you were to drop dead and wake up where
there is weeping and wailings and
gnashing of teeth. I could never
sleep at night afterward. You could
not buy a pound of tea at this establish
ment for all the wealth of the Indies
The color of the tea is produced by Prus
sian blue, which causes ossification of the
valvular system of the heart. I can see by
your leathery complexion, that is caused
by the tannin in tea, that you are not long
for this world. How do I know you have
made your peace with heaven?"
"Got any good coffee?" asked a fresh
We have some beans faced with phos
phate of calcium and muiphate of barium,
but the man who gets any of it has to show
a clean bill of health from his spiritual ad
visor." There was no trade with that man,
Finally when there was no customers in
the store, the interview between the en
raged storekeeper and his clerk took place,
but the clerk so impressively warned the
grocer-with an ax-handle-not to approach
too close unless hie was prepared to go
home; that their business relations were
dissolved by mutual consent. The moral of
all of which is that things are not always
what they seem.
Jesse Greening tells a story of the dry
weather in 1833. lie says: "Wall, sir,
they hed'nt been a drop o' rain since th'
17th o' April, an' then t'were the 4th 0
August, an' all th' water that were left in
the Del'ware were lyin' into pools. 'F
course all th' fish what was in th' river to
theL time was crowded into these holke, an'
they were chuck full o' perch an' pickerel
an' catfishes an' sich an' bimeby, as the
water kept a-gittin' lower and lower, some
o' th' fish got crowded clean out o' th'
water by th' fish under 'em; an', sir, I
hope I may drop in m' tracks if on sev'ral
occasions I didn' see th' fish crawl up on
thi' big rocks In th' river early in the even
in', jest so as to get th' moisture from th'
dew when 't fell. Yes, sir, thet's the gos
pel truth, an' for over a dozen nights i've
sot on shore an' act'lly counted as high 's a
million fish, qpthin 's shaddors, a crawlin'
up on th' rocks to git th' coolin', evenin'
breeze, an' to catch th' dew as 't fell.
Now, I know most on ye'Il think I'm
a-stretchin' that story a little, an' ye, some
some o' ye, may feel sorter del'cate 'bout
expressin' yer opinion 'bout 't, but I swow
thet's the truth. fer I never lied, bean' like
G~eorge Washington, an' I'm too o1' to coin
nence lyin' now, being nigh onto seventy
two years ci'.
Gardena in China.
Around Shanghai lie 50,000 square miles
which are called the Garden of China, and
which have been tilled for countless gelnera
tions. This area is as large as New York
and Pennsylvania combined; it is all
meadow land, raised a few feet above the
river-lakes, rivers, canal, a complete
network of water communication; the land
is under tha highest cultivation; three
crops a year are gathered; population so
dense that wherever you look you see men
and women In blue pants and blouse, so
numnerous~ that you fancy some muster or
fair comin on, and all hands turned out
for a hcliday. No one can deny that the
Chinese are an mdntatriana neonle.
-A pint or water converted into
f steam tills a space of about 1800 pints.
3 -The first utel in the United States
3 was fought at Plymouth, Mass., In 1651.
-Victor Emnanuel was born in 1820.
- Hmoinoert, the present king of Italy, in
-Capt. Kidd, the pirate, was arres
- ted in roston and sent to Nngland in
-The air we breathe contains five
grains of water to every cubic foot of
-uiissia has 050,000 hereditary nobles
and 380,000 whose titles expire with
-Dore has finlhed "Moses before
Pharaoh," one of his greatest produe
-The health of the Empress of Ger
many causes renewed anxiety to her
-Theodore of Samos invented keys
and first used then about 730 before
-The Kremlin was built at Moscow
In 1370, burnt down in 1812, and re
built. In 1810.
-A Scottish fisherman has found a
faultless pearl, which weighs twenty
-,l'he Egyl)tians made glass and
colored. it beautifully, 3,000 years
-The number of optie nerve fibres is
438,000, and of retinal cones in each
litiian eye 3,300,000.
-God fish were first brought from
China t England in 1091, and were
then a great, curiosity.
-It is estimated the shipment of
peaches from Delaware this year will
reach 3,532,500 baskets,
--The present Is the twenty-fourth
Presidental election since the organi
zation of the government.
-The reduction of the public debt
during August was $12,027,109,59, and
during July $5,570,053,41.
-T 10 walnt acreage along the North
ern Pacific Railroad is about 10,000,000
against 6,00U,000 last year.
-It is Ctimated that MichAgan has
110,810 farmns, and produces 18,000,000
bushels of wheat per annum.
-The honey crop of 1879 was reck
oned a light one, although it has been
estimated at 25,000,000 pounds.
-The provinee of Buenos Ayres
possesses 5.1,000,000 sheep of which
13,000,000 belong to Irish settlers.
-There are 000) fugitives from jus
tice in Texas, 1000 of whom have had
the misfortune to commit murder.
-Nebraska's population in 1855 was
4404; in 1800, 28,841 ; in 1870. 122,993;
in 1875, 246,280; and in 1880, 452,542.
-re French revenue of $000,000,
000 is asserted to be the largest ever
received f ron a population of thirty-six
-in France the children attending
30,000 primary schools, in the rural
districts receive instruction in the cul
ture of the soll.
-It will talke $3,000,000 worth of
bags to prepare California's wheat for
shipment this year, and $15,000,000
more to carry it to market.
--Although paper collars have to a
great extent gone out of use within the
last ten years 200,000,000 of them are
now manufactured annually. '
-Princess Louise, it is finally stated
does not dislike Canada, and after her
stay at larienbad, and her visit to
Scotland, she will return to America.
-The Department of Agriculture
reports the niumber of hoos in the
United States th is year as 85,036,100; last
year, 34,700,200, and In 1878 at 12,202,
--Up to July 20, 1880, the United
States Government has issued 230,388
patents for inycntions, not including
re-issues, designs, trade marks, or
-Mrs. Susan J. Henry, widow of the *
late Captain Patrick Hien ry, last survi
ving grandson of Patrick Henry of
Revolut~ionary fame, dIed a few lays
ago in Washington.
-The North Chicago rolling mill, in
the year ending July 1, earned $5,172,a
523, which left a net surplus of $1,342,
807. The company Omloys 5000 men,
andi paid out for labor last year $1,745,
-California expects to export from
the crop of the present year 700,000
tons of wheat. Oregon calculates on a
surplus of 150,000 tons over last year.
or a surplius for exportation of 275,000
-TIhe London Society of Civil Engi
neers have awarded the Tralford prize
to Mr. .Joseph M. Wilson of this city.
The thesis which scured the prize was
on the subject of the "Monongahela
-A steamer has left Bayonne with a
couramIsslon of English and French
savants, who are to explore the depths
of the Bay of Biscay and investigate
the great submarine valley along the
Span ish coast.
-he number of' hogs slaughtered at
Cleveland since Miarch 1, is 178.854,
nearly three times the number which
have been slaughtered in Clncinnati In
the same time. Th'le number in the
latter city Is 60,500.
-Four thousand dollars' worth of 4
lIquors, syrups, soda water, sugar', le
brushes, soap, and perfumes were used
in behalf of the Chamber of Deputies
at Rome, d urIng 1879, andt duly chargeA
in the budget. Thelm soap cost only $5.
Women and children are employed
In tolerably large numbers in the Eng
lish mines. Out of 18,795 persons
engaged above ground about the metal
lilerous mines, 2193 are women and
girls, and in addition there are 317
males of the tender ages of between 8
-Th'le late Miss Neilson was not very
wealthy. T1he real estate she bought
in New York so declined in value after
her purchase that it was not worth the
amount that had been left on mortgage
by the vendor, During her last two
tours in this coun try she Is said to have
made about $150,000.
-The Santo Domingo Government
has presented to the town of Pavia a r
hand ful of the alleged remains of
Columbus, consisting of small frag
ments of bones and dust inelosed in a
glass ball and sealed by the Archbishop,
whose secretary was the bearer of the
rello. It has been deposited in thex