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A CARNIVAL OF BLOOD.
THE EDGEFIELD HORROR.
THU HARMON MURDER —TIIE WHOLE COUNTRY
AGHAST AT THE FIENDISH ATROCITY
OF THE TEREIRLK DEED.
From the Edgefield (S. C.) Advertiser.
A week to-day, has elapsed since the mur
der of Mr. and Mrs. Harmon. The daily press
lias spread the horrible news throughout the
land. Meanwhile we. who have known the
hapless victims all our lives are filled with
horror, excitement and execration. The
bloody and pitiless atrocity of the deed is
almost unparalleled. The murder took place
on Wednesday night, the 17th instant. John
L. llartnnn was a man seventy-two years old.
Mrs. Harmon, we presume, some fifty years
of age. Before the war Mr. Harmon was a
man of wealth ; and even since the war he
lias been well off. In fact, he was an emi
nently thrifty aiul money-making man. Mrs.
Hannon in her life, had been a gay and dash
ing woman. She always dressed very hand
somely, and generally wore valuable jewelry.
They had no children. At their home, five
miles beyond Liberty Hill, and half a mile
this side of the Abbeville line, they lived well
—in fact in great abundance—and were de
cidedly hospitable. The dead bodies were
discovered on Thursday morning by a negro
fellow who went for the stable keys. After
knocking at the door for some time, and re
ceiving no answer, the door was broken open,
and the horrible spectacle of the dead bodies
of the husband and wife was discovered.
A large club was left on the floor in the
room, near the dead bodies. A hole was
burnt through the floor of the room, the vil
lains having undertaken to cover up the mur
der by burning the house over the dead bo
dies. Trial Justice John A. Barker, living
some miles below the scene, held an inquest
on Thursday, adjourning the inquest until a
future day. The white people of the neigh
borhood, both in E lgcfield and Abbeville,
acted with promptness and decision. On
Saturday last, the Saturday after the murder,
certain citizens brought to pur jail a negro
man named Stephen Lake. He had been in
the employ of Mr. Harmon. On the follow
ing Sunday night, some ten or twelve gentle
men rode into our neighborhood, and stop
‘Pi ng at Mr. John Hollingsworth's,announced
that they were in search of a certain negro
man named Austin Davis alias Sam Terry.
Mr. Hollingsworth had owned and raised this
man. lie was a bad fellow, and escaped
from our jail some months ago, where he was
lodged for horse stealing. After his escape
be made his way up the country, and for the
last two months has been hired by Mr. Har
mon—feeding his stock, &c. A week before
the murder he had a settlement with Mr.
Harmon, and left him. The Hollingsworths
knowing that Austin’s wife lived a mile in
rear of them, on a plantation of Mrs. Pick
ens, led or directed the party thither. They
found Austin hid beneath the floor of the
cabin and took him in charge. They did not
bring him to jail, but departed with him to
the scene of the foul deed. On Sunday, be
fore they reached Liberty Hill, he confessed
everything, implicating Stephen Lake, then
in jail, a negro preacher named Lark Hollo
way and his wife, two other negro men whose
names we have failed to learn, and Mr. Har
mon’s colored cook. All these negroes are
under arrest, or rather in the hands of the
citizens. Most of them are under guard in
Mr. Harmon's house. Numbers of citizens
from many sections of our county have ren
dezvoused to the scene, thinking it wise to do
sr>. Several gentlemen from our town went
up on Monday.
As we write upon the eve of going to press
on Wednesday, the matter stands thus: Mr.
John Harrison, a Deputy Slierilf. who had
gone up on Monday, returned on Tuesday at
3 o'clock, accompanied by a half dozen relia
ble citizens, to whom he delivered the prison
er. Stephen Lake, lie had an order from
Trial Justice Barker who, on Tuesday, resum
ed the inquest, to forward this man as a wit
ness. The hearing of testimony was to be
resumed to-day. Wednesday. Messrs. Coth
ran & Perrin, of Abbeville, and our towns
man. Mr. Orlando Sheppard, lawyers, are
present. A large number of white citizens
arc also present. The confession of Austin
Davis amounts to this : The scheme had been
concocted a week or ten days before the per
petration, Some dozen or more negroes w T ere
tn the secret. The actual perpetrators, how
ever. are the men now under arrest. Steplien
Lake struck Mr. Harmon the first blow, on
the head, with a stont dogwood club—then a
second Mow. which felled him. Mrs. Har
mon shrieked. Another negro fellow struck
her to the floor, also with a dogwood club.
She fell face downwards, and was dead. The
negro preacher now enters, and lifting her
body, outs her throat from ear to ear. The
body drops again upon its face—the hands so
hidden that the numerous costly rings were
not taken off them. Then the body of Air.
llarmon is turned over. He is not quite
and one of the fiends strikes him a ter
rible blow upon the forehead, smashing it
entirely in. And again the preacher wields
his knife- Mr. Harmon’s throat is also cut
from car to ear. And now commences the
saturnalia of plunder. The negro women
appear upon the scene and there is a “gene
ral row" (Davis’ words) over the booty. The
women wrangle-o-ver siik dresses and jewel
sy, while the men ransack the whole house.
Thev strive to distribute the booty “ equita
bly.” - Everything movable is carried off.
Ami now gallons of kerosene oil are pour
ed upon the bodies of the victims, and the
Moor is saturated. Mrs. Harmon's body is so
saturated that when the clothes are taken off,
the skin adheres to them. Then a negro wo
man applies the torch—and the murderers
depart. The blood, flowing in streams, mixes
with the oil and stays the flames! The de
tails are so numerous and so shocking that it
D impossible to record them. Such devilish
brutality was never before heard of. We
have waited until the last moment, hoping to
hear further from the scene, but no one has
ictamed. The general impression is that,
to-day, after all the testimony shall have been)
taken, and the guilt of these fiends establish
ed beyond all doubt, the ringleaders will be
lynched 1 by the outraged citizens. Of this,
however, tliere is no certainty. We hope it
may bo so.
A citizen from the Harmon section has just
passed through town, bringing the informa*
ticn that two more negro men hare been
arrested, an*] that all nine have made full
confessions. These confessions implicate
other negroes still. Further arrests will pro
bably be made, Otherwise* tire situation is
precisely as we have stated above. The in
vestigation is still going on, and the impres
sion still prevails that the ringleaders will be
lyixdied,
THE CRIMINALS SHOT TO HEATH.
C ir.vii leston, May 25. —The four men who
murdered Mr. and Mrs. Harmon, husband
and wile, and attempted to burn their house,
in Abbeville county, were taken from the
sheriff and shot, in the presence of three hun
dred people. One hundred shots were fired.
Further particulars of the lynching of the
Harmon murderers show that the execution
took place in Edgefield county, near the Ab
beville line. Their crime was one of extra
ordinary brutalit}’, six negro men and three
women being directly concerned. The proofs
of guilt were so clear that the prisoners made
a full confession. The six men were shot
down by the citizens, white and colored, in
broad day-light at the conclusion of the Cor
oner’s inquest over their victims. The women
remain in the custody of the sheriff. The
constant failure of the Courts to bring mur
derers to justice is the reason assigned for
the lynching.
HUMOROUS.
The Foppish Preacher.
Recently in addressing a class of theolog
ical graduates. Rev. Dewit Talmage thus de
scribed the foppish and frivolous preacher:
lie lias a handsome foot or hand, or thinks
he has. It is evident from his gait and ap
pearance that lie has received most of his
inspiration from the tailor. His glove fits
so well that it seems to have grown on ; his
boot, as if made on a last of the last fashion.
11 is hair twists as though it had been under
curling irons. From his gesticulations yon
know he has practiced them before the mir-
ror. lie prides himself on being a lady’s
man and looks so sweet [laughter], and has
the appearance of one of Godey’s fashion
plates. As he takes out his handkerchief to
wipe away a tear in the midst of his sermon,
the fabric drops musk and patchouly, and
“balm of a thousand flowers, ’’ and “new mown
hay” and “kiss me quick." [Laughter.] He
is a stick of ecclesiastical candy—a moral
peppermint—a religious chocolate drop.
[Laughter.] He takes his text from the
most luscious part of Solomon’s Song, and
lithps in a manner tliweet bej’ond descrip
tion ! [Loud laughter.] He has a diamond
ring on two fingers and a glittering stud in
his shirt bosom. He sucks a sugar-plum
while the collection is being taken up, [laugh
ter] and, though not shortsighted at all, Ims
his glasses astride his nose, lifts the hymn
book fantastically, and reads :
“ There is a land of pu-ah de-light,
Where saints inmiawtal reign.*’
[Laughter.] It would take about sixty of
them to equal one decent doll-baby. After
hearing such a young man preach, an old
clergyman arose in the pulpit to make the
closing prayer, and said : “Oh, Lord, bless
this young man and make his heart as soft
as his head.” [Laughter.]
Bad OfT.
The Pulaski (Tenn.) Citizen is responsible
for this: One day last week, Mr. 11. L. So
li nsky was accosted on the street by a Nash
ville man, who asked him what lie thought of
Hirsh, the Nashville Israelite who renounced
Judaism and turned Baptist preacher. Mr.
Solinsky replied:
** \ ell, in heaven dere ish dwo gates —Abra-
ham keeps von and Christ keep von odder.
Veil Hirsh comes up da*c he vill go mit
Christ's gate and Christ vill say * Von Bap
tist breacher.’ Christ will den say, * You
he’s like von Jew—go mit Abraham’s gate,’
and llirsh vill say, ‘ I vas von Jew, now I be's
von Baptist breacher—unhx k dot gate.’—
Abraham will sav, * Vot ish dot, hey ? You
be’s a Jew and Baptist breacher, too ? You
valse dot gate avay. Dis gate don’t be's von
hairpin like dot.’ Hirsh vill den set down
mit his coonskin prceches and visper mit
himself, ‘ \ ell, veil, dat ish a goot joke.
Christ sends me mit Abraham because I be’s
a Jew, and Abraham sends me mit Christ be
cause 1 don’t be nottings.’ Und den der de
vil vill come along and say, ‘Coorae mit dis
vay down mit me, Hirsh, and warm your
coon-skins."
of our national Representatives,
who had just returned to the capital from the
exhibition, was circuitously making his way
up Pennsylvania avenue, when a lady observ
ing the peculiarity of his gait, innocently
asked her husband :
“My dear, what’s the matter with that
man ?”
“ It’s an old malady under anew name,"
was the answer. “ He’s got the ‘Grant
op.’ ” — Brooklyn Ary as.
You see," said the despondent man,
“ some people has good luck and some people
has bad luck. Now, T remember, once I was
walking along the street with Tom .Jellicks,
and he went down on one side of it and I
went down the other. We hadn’t got more’ll
half way down when lie found a pocket-book
with $216 in it and I stepped on a woman’s
dress and got acquainted with m3' present,
wife.”
IdPLong John Wentworth, ex-Mayor of
Chicago, is entirely bald, except a little tuft
of hair at the base of the brain behind the
ears, and on one occasion, when riding in the
cars, he frequently took off his hat and
scratched back of his ears, when a waggish
backwoodsman shouted out: “Stranger,
drive ’em up into the clearing, and )*ou can
catch ’em all in five minutes !”
"A Preston (Conn.) man was very angr}'
on going home the other night, to find that
his wife had lent the only Bible in the house.
He said it was a disgrace that in this period
of Christian enlightenment a family* should
have only one copy of the Bible. Then it
transpired that he wanted to decide a bet as
to whether it was Paul or Cephas who said,
“ Consistenc}’, thou art a jewel.” .
Old but Apropos. —Scene: A market.
Monday morning, a man buying strawberries.
Suddenly a thought strikes him and he says :
“I hope these strawberries were not picked
on Sunday ?” Marketman—“ No sir ? bwt
they grew on Sunday.” -
t3p*The best friends are in the purse..
SUNDAY READING*.
After Many Days.
r, Y LEWIS E. JACKSON.
In Christian work for souls there is the
speedy answer to prayer and the quick return
to labor which give a chance for enthusiasm,
and there is also the long-continued waiting
and the persevering toil amid discourage
ments which make way for the patience of
hope. In either case, the harvest is sure;
and the faithful Christian, neither too much
elated by successes nor too much depressed
by apparent defeats, will not be weary in
well-doing, knowing full well that in due sea
son he will reap if he faint not.
A veteran missionary, in giving some ac
count of recent observations and experiences,
says : “ About twelve years ago, as nearly
as I can remember, 1 was called to pray with
a sick lady. 1 observed that her ‘ help’ stayed
in the room while I read and prayed. As I
was leaving, she followed me into the hall
and with great earnestness said, * Oh, tell me
which is the true religion !’ She seemed eager
to know the truth and willing to be taught.
I said nothing to her about religion, true or
false ; I only preached Christ to her. By the
time I had got her to studying the Bible and
attending church, she changed licr place, and
I lost sight of her. The other day, in search
of a family said to be very worthy and in
need, I found the object of my search in this
very woman, who recognized me at once and
called my name.
“It appeared that the seed-sowing of twelve
years ago had not been fruitless. She had
been led to receive the truth as it is in Jesus.
She had married respectably and now bad a
little family around her, and all that were old
enough attending church and Sabbath-school.
Sickness and want of employment had brought
them into straitened circumstances, and, with
out any application on their part, friends who
knew of their need had sent me on an errand
of charity ; and thereby I gained another il
lustration of the truth, ‘ Cast thy bread upon
the waters, for thou shalt find it after many
days.’ ” — N. Y. Observer.
The Italian Brigands.
Years ago I was traveling with a part of
my family, in a diligence, over the mountains
of Ital}\ As the night came on, I was very
anxious. We dragged our weary way through
lonely and suspicious places. Robberies were
common. Some time before this a man was
seized by a band of outlaws and carried away
to their den. A large sum of money was de
manded for his ransom, But lie was abso
lutely poor. He was utterly helpless. His
case seemed hopeless. Finally a rich friend
of his sent the money for his ransom. What
did he do ? Did he saj r I cannot believe this ;
or, I cannot accept it; or, I prefer to remain
in this den for the present ? ()h, no, no ! He
did not so insult his friend for a moment.—
He instantly accepted the gift, crying, “ I am
free ! lam free ! It is all paid. lam ran
somed, lam saved." Bounding away to his
home he sought out the clear good man who
had redeemed him from that horrible den.—
Rushing into his presence, be said. “Oh, mv
deliverer! I can never repa}’ you."
Now, as a lost sinner, you are a captive.
You are in bondage. You have no means of
saving yourself. You are about to perish.
But 10, a er}* was heard, forbear : “ I have
found a ransom.” The Lord Jesus beheld-tn
heaven. He pitied your hopeless condition,
lie flew to your relief. “ lie gave Himself a
ransom for all,” for you. And the price He
paid was Ilis own blood. And now he offers
to you a free release. He says, “The Spirit
of the Lord hath sent me to heal the broken
hearted, and to preach deliverance to the cap
tives. Look unto me and be ye saved.”—
Oh! what tidings of jo}* to a lost captive.
And how should you receive them ? What
should you do first ? Should you stop to
search the Scrptures, or to make many pra}*-
ers, or to have better feelings, or to lead a
better life ? Did the jailer, or the thief on
the cross, do this ? Oh, no! they did not
thus spurn Christ. Now, if you are in bond
age, and you desire to go free, and the ran
som is settled, then your first business is to
escape for your life. Go right to the Lord
Jesus, and say to Him, “Thou art in\ T precious
deliverer. I accept the ransom. I owe Thee
all. I love and praise Thee. I rest upon
Thine offer. My heart and life are Thine.
I rejoice with exceeding joy.” Thus, you be
lieve on the Son, and have everlasting life.—
“ The Rescue;” by Rev. W. W. Newell, D. D.
Save Your Sons from Vice.
Father! Mother! Where is 3’our boy to
night, the high-spirited, noble son, around
whom cluster the fondest affections of }’our
heart ? Where does he spend these long au
tumn evenings ? Do y*ou furnish him with
pleasant entertainment at 3'our own home fire
side ? Or is lie roaming at will over the dark
streets of the town ? Know 3*oll not that the
town is full of pitfalls for the young and heed
less feet. Sec those ruddy* lights which gleam,
like beaconfires of hell, on almost even*
corner, and shine far into the night when 3*oll
are wrapped in sleep. Hear the rolling of
those billiard balls, the ringing laugh of mock
ing merriment, the oaths, the wine, the ribald
jest and songs. There, 3’outhful faces flush
ed with wine bend nightly over the enticing
game, yvliose fascinations, once felt, are so
hard to shake off. Is your son there ? If so,
it will not be long till he will be borne borne
to you some night drunk. Your heart will be
wrung with anguish. Your e3*es stream with
bitter tears. And oh ! the downward road is
smooth, and so rapid in its decline. Many
3’ears ma3* not elapse, till 3*our son shall fill a
druudard’s grave or a felon’s cell. Stop him
now. Watch over him. Guard him. Save
him—for God made 3*oll his parents.
—*
w If ray Lord yvould come and take me to
himself, m3’ jo}* would be first that I would be |
forever near him, and then that I should
never wound him again by sin.”
THE FARM.
Agricultural Colleges.
Millions of money have been expended by
the U S. Government for the purpose of es
tablishing colleges for the education of those
of our sons who desire to pursue agriculture
as a calling. The very grave question now
before us is, hoW much good has been accom
plished for agriculture ? How many farmer
boys have been turned out upon the world to
tHI the soil ? Has the poor boy been edu
cated at these colleges to enlighten the world
with scientific agriculture ?
Let us premise by saying that we are not
opposed to Agricultural Colleges, but we are
most heartily sick of such as now exist all
over the land, because they do not accomplish
what they pretend to do. In a Western
“Agricultural College” (so-called) of the 14
graduates of 1874, 10 became lawyers, 2 phy
sicians, 1 a carpenter, and 1 undecided —not
a single one went to the farm.
If the statistics of all these colleges could
be collected, no doubt but that very few
graduates would be found operating the
farm.
The alarming feature in the case is that
money has been lavishly expended while ag
riculture has languished.
It is true that these colleges pretend to edg
ucate the poor; but how many poor boys
have reaped the advantages of these institu
tions ? Very few, indeed. If a poor boy
applies for a place in one of these schools, he
is told that his schooling is free of charge,
and that all that it will cost him is his board
and clothing. The poor, despairing fellow
turns away, with the sad thought that he
must return to his father’s house, and work
through a life-time as an ignorant laborer.
The father being too poor to provide means
for board and clothing, and almost too poor
to dispense with the services of his boy,
places him upon the farm to grow up in ig
norance of the true science of agriculture.
We insist, that to make these colleges a
benefit to the country, a poor, worthy boy,
well recommended by the respectable and
good people of his community, should be
educated, boarded and clothed, and every ex
pense paid from the funds appropriated for
agricultural schools, and that, as far as prac
ticable, he should paj r at least a part of the
expenses by his own labor on the farm, which
should be connected with the college.
The great difficulties which have existed
in these colleges has not been that they are
wrong in principle, but that they have been
badly managed.
The idea of placing a man over the farm
ing department of one of these colleges who
does not know the difference between a turn
plow and a subsoil, is simply ridiculous, and.
yet these things do exist, lienee the failure
to accomplish good results.
We must have reform before much can be
accomplished through these agricultural
schools and colleges. We must combine the
scientific and the practical. We must act
with more generosity to the poor. We must
place men who have scientific knowledge,
and a great deal of practical experience, at
the helm, and our ship will ride the waves in
safety to success.— E.cchantje.
A Word to Farmers.
We notice that many farmers throw their
cotton seed in heaps in the open air, without
even a shelter over them to protect them
from exposure to the rain and sun. They do
the same with stable and lot manure. They
arc certainly ignorant of the fact that the
principal fertilizing quality in these articles
is ammonia, which is extremely volatile, and is
constantly escaping into the air ; qnd that
every minute they are thus exposed the very
best part of these fertilizers is being lost.
The most economical way to use cotton
seed is to keep them in a house until Febru
ary or March, and, when read3’ for use, put
them green into the soil. When composted,
as many use them, most of the ammonia is
in scattering them, where they lay for
hours without being ploughed under. The
same applies to all other kinds of manures
that contain ammonia.
Some people haul their lot manure into the
fields in small piles, and let it remain for
weeks thus exposed, and even spread it in
the furrow and permit it to remain for a
length of time uncovered. This is a great
mistake, as, beside the loss as above stated,
there is no economy in the plan. As soon
as one row of piles is finished all available
hands should spread and plough it under at
once.
This has been an unprecedented season
for work on the farm. Any planter who has
not thoroughly ploughed every foot of land
he intends planting this year has certainly
been too lazy to work ; and, if he fails to
make a good crop, will have no one to blame
but himself. Deep and thorough preparation
before planting is indispensable to success
in farming. One great fault in the system
of farming in this country is, that the people
who cultivate stiff land do not plough it deep
enough or often enough. Another difficulty
is the want of draining. Land that is sob
bed with water a good portion of the year
especially if it. be ploughed in this condition,
no matter how good or how much fertilizers
may be put on it, will not produce a paying
crop. First see that your laud is drained ;
then plough it and subsoil it; and with some
surf and the seed of the cotton that grows on
it you can expect a good crop. Twenty
acres to the horse is enough where the land
is stiff, and often too wet to plough.—Mer
chant and Farmer .
To Remove Screws and Nuts. —When
yon find they have become fast from rust,
pour on a little kerosine or coal-oil, and wait
until they bevwwe soaked with the liquid.
To prevent a cow from kicking, buckle a
strap tight around her, back of the hips, and
in front of the odder, and she cannot kick.
BARGAINS!
NEW GOODS 5 REDUCED PRICES
STANLEY & PINSON,
HAVE JUST RECEIVED A FULL ASSORTMENT OF
Dry Goods* Groceries, Hats, Caps, Boots, Shoes, Hardware, Earthenware, Hollow *
Ready-Made Clothing,
Ladies’ and Misses Dress Goods, of various styles ; Medicines, Drugs, Dye-Stuffs i> •
Oils, A FULL VARIETY OF NOTIONS to please the little children as well*^ 4 ’
those of a larger growth. All of which, together with many other things **
Will be sold Cheaper than Ever,
p f l° a r c 6 eY} FOR cash.
UT - G, ls*j
The Old Reliable!
(ESTABLISHED LY 1858.)
Deupree Block* Athens* Ga.
The Farmers of Jachson County and surrounding counin
are most respectfully ashed to visit our establish -
ment and examine those Celebrated
IRON FOOT PLOW STCOKS.
Refer to 11. W. Bell, Rev. F. Starx, Jackson Hancock.
WE ALSO KEEP A FULL LINE OF EVERYTHING
KEPT BY A FIB ST CLASS HARD WAR E STORE
SUMMEY, HUTCHESON & BELL
ATHENS. GA.. Dec. 25, 1875. 3m
WARRANTED FIVE YEARS^
Zt rtguiros no Instructions to run it. Zt can not grot out of orlir.
Zt Trill do every class and kind of Trork.
It Trill seTr from Tissue Paper to Harness Leather.
Zt is as far in advance of other Searing Machines in the magnitude ef
its superior improvements, as a Steam Car excoils in achievements
the old fashioned Stage Coach.
Prices made to suit the Times,
Either for Cash or Credit.
of \ agents wanted.
Address : WILSON SEWING MACHINE CO.
PLEVELAOT, OHIO, CHICAGO, ILL., ITE'W TORS, N. TANARUS,
XTHW ORLEANS, LA., ST, LOUIS, 11 0, *
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Would Respectfully Call the Attention of
CASH BUYERS S' PROMPT-PAYING CUSTOMP
TO THEIR
NEW STOCK OF FALL GOODS,
Which consists of
THE BEST PRINTS at 10 cents per yard,
FINE BRANDS OF BLEACHING at 12| and 15 cents per vd.
GRANITEVTLLE DRILLING at 12* cts. per yard.
BRUMBY’S BROGAN SHOES. $1.75 per pair.
MEN I BOYS’ Ready-Made CLOTHIN*
OF THE LATEST FALL STYLES.
Ladies' Bats and Bonnets, Artificial Flowers, Ribbon , ft
The Largest stock of Soots and SH
THAT HAS EVER BEEN BROUGHT TO JEFFERSONI
CHEAPER THAN ENTER l
LARGE BLOCK OF OVERSHOES, Umbrellas ,4^l
SADDLES, BRIDLES, COLUjTJ
FACTORY JANES, Cassimeres, Cotton 1* I
Osnaburgs, Checks, Shirting, Bleaching,
TICKINGS, BLANKETS, &c.
LADIES’ and GENTS’ SHAWLS,
Linseys, Flannels, &c.
Crockery and Glass-Ware! I
A SELECT STOCK of LAMBS AND CHIMWI
PAINTED BUCKETS, CEDAR BUCKETS, WELL BUCKETS, sc'$ c '
LARGE STOCK OF HARDWARE, Table Cutlery, Pocket Cutlery, & C/
H ats and Caps,
FULL LINE OF NOTIONS,
Drugs and Patent Medicines, Glass, Putty,
Spice. Pepper. Soda, Salts, Blue Stone, Copcras, &c.
KEROSENE OIL! If nfj
rPOOCDICC COFFEE. TEAS. MOLASSES. SYRUPS.
V/ vCrVICOj CHEESE, FLOUR, BACON, C
ALL TOILET ARTICLES, Perfn mery,
HAIR OIL, TOILET SOAPS, &c.
EPTn fact almost everything except artificial teeth, tombstones and playing & JM
October 16, 1875.- Call and see us when you come 1°