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BESSIE KEKDJtH'K'S JOURNEY, “Cars stop twenty minutes!” called out t'omiuqtor llicliardsoii at Allen's Junction. Them as tho train cafeno to a dead halt he junuica down upop the depot platform, ran aldhg front of the lonic line of passen ger cars, where the engine was standing, and, swinging himself into the cab, said to the engineer: “ Frank, 1 want you to come back to the first passenger coach and see a little girl that I don’t hardly know what to make of.” Frank nodded, without speaking, delib erately wiped his oily, smoky hands in a buneb-of ** waste,” took a look at his grim, dustv face in the narrow* little mirror that hung beside the steam gauge, pulled off his short frock, put on a coat, changed his lit tle black, greasy cap for a soft felt hat, taking these “ dress-up ” articles from the tender-box. where an engineer always has something stowed away for an emergency, and wont back to the car as requested. lie entered the car and made his way to the seat where the kind-hearted conductor sat, talking to a bright-looking little girl, about nine years old, oddly dressed m a woman’s shawl and bonnet. ieaerul of the passengers w*cre grouped around the seat, evidently interested in the child, who wore a sad. and prematurely old countenance, but seemed to l>e neither timid nor confused. “ Here is the engineer.” said the conduc tor. kindly, as Frank approached. She held up her hand to him, with a win some smile breaking over her pinched little face, and said: “ My papa was an engineer before he be came sick and went to live on a farm in Montana. He is dead and my mamma is dead. She died before Willie and Susie. My papa used to tell me that after he should be dead there would be no one to take care of me. and then 1 must get on the cars and go to bis old home in Vermont. And he said if the conductors would not let me ride because I hadn’t any ticket, I must ask for the engineer and tell him that I was James Kendrick's little girl, and that he used to run on the M — &S— road.” • The pleading blue eves were now suf fused with tears; but she did not cry after the manner of children in general. -Engineer Frank stooped dow n and kissed her very tenderly ; and then as he brushed the tears away from his own eyes, said : • “Well, my dear, so you are little Bes sie Kendrick, f rather think a merciful Providence guided you aboard this train. Then, turning round to the group of passengers, he went on : “I knew Jim Kendrick well. He was a TOn out of ten thousand. When I first came to Indiana, before T got acclimated, I was sick a great part of the time, so that I could not work ; find I got homesick and discouraged—couldn't keep my board-bill paid up, to say nothing of my doctor bill, nml doin't much care whether i lived <©r died. ' One day when the pay-car came along and the men were getting their monthly wages, there wasn't a cent coming to me ; for I* hadn't been free from the ague, nor .worked an hour for the last month. 1 felt So ‘'blue’' that 1 sat down on a pile of railroad ties and leaned my elbows on my knees, with my head in my hands, and cried like a great hoy, out of sheer homesickness and discouragement. Pretty soon one came along and said, in a voice that sounded like sweet music in my ears, for l hadn't found much real sym pathy, although the hoys were all good to me in their way, “ You've been having a rough time of it and must let me help you out.” I looked up and there stood Jim Ken drick, with his month's pay in his hand. He took out from the roll of hills a twenty dollar note and held it out to me. T knew he had a sickly wife and two or three children, and that lie had a hard time of it himself to pull through from one month to the other, so I said, half ashamed of tears that were still streaming down my face, ; “ indeed, I cannot take the money. You must need it yourself.” “ Indeed, you will take it, man,” said Jim. “You will he all right in a few days and then you can pay it hack. Now come home with me to supper and see the babies. It will do you good.” T took the note and accepted the invita tion, and after that went to his house fre quently, until lie moved away and 1 grad ually lost sight of him. I had returned the loan; hut it was impossible to repay the good that little act of kindness done me, and I guess Jim Kendrick's little girl won’t want for anything ii 1 can prevent it.” Then, turning again to the child, whose bright blue eyes were open wide now. the engineer said ; “I'll take you home with me, when we get up to Wayne. My wife will fix you up, and we'll write and find out whether those Vermont folks want you or not. If they do, Mary or F shall go .on with you. Hut, if they don't care much about having you, you shall stay with us and be our lit tle girl, for we have none of our own. You look very much like your lather. God bless him.” Just then the eastern train whistled, and engineer Frank vanished out ol the ear door and went forward to his engine, wip ing his eyes with his coat sleeve, while the conductor and passengers could not sup press the tears this little episode evoked during tlie twenty minutes' stop at Allen s Junction. Bleaching' Cotton. Tt is a well-established fact that cotton cloth that is bleached by chemical processes before it goes into market does not wear as well as that which is unbleached, and is very liable in time to turn yellow ; also, it is very much harder to sew upon it. Sheets and pillow cases can be made up far quicker before cotton has been wet. and al lowance can be made for shrinking; in deed, any garment can be made if this item is borne in mmd. Make a good suds of soft water and lye soap, if you have it; put the cotton cloth in cold suds and bring it to a boil: then take the cloth or gar- $1.50 A YEAR. ment out. and when cool spread wit on the grass. Have a tub of suds close bv. so as to dip the goods in once each day. In three days thev will he blenched toasuow y whiteness, and keep white till worn out. This is the way our grandmothers bleach ed their marvelous webs of linen and dam ask. ami it is too good a practice to be for gotten. or go out of use. When the apple trees are in bloom, spread out garments that have turned yellow, after boiling in suds, and they will be cleansed white as snow. The Romm Kal Killer. Bridges Smith's Paper. A rather tall man. with a nose like a muffin, went into a Main street boarding house, one day last week, and asked for a dinner. “Owing to the general depression of business and the consequent scarcity of the rhino,” said the proprietor, looking the tall man over, “a dinner will cost you thirty-five cents, in advance.” ** f have nothing about me but a check on a Boston bank.” observed the tall man. “Checks on Boston banks ain't worth a copper,” remarked the landlord ; “I guess you’ll have to dine more sumptuously else where.” “Can’t I do something for my* dinner?” asked the tall man. as a hungry pang grip ped him. “ You can pay,” said the proprietor, im pressively. “ You give me my dinner.” said the tall man, “ and I’ll agree to clean your house of every rat in it. I have performed the feat in many hotels’ throughout the coun try, with most satisfactory results. The proprietor accepted the bargain as a most advantageous one to himself, and the tall man seated himself at the table, where he did fearful execution among the victuals. He finished his dinner in half an hour, picked his teeth with a fork, called for a cigar, and proceeded to enjoy it. "Now. then,” said tiic proprietor, when the tall man had finished his smoke, “let’s get to business. Go for the rats.” “ Ah, yes,” returned the tall man ; “with pleasure.' Procure me a light iron bar, about four feet in length, and 1 will pro ceed to business.” The bar of iron was produced, and the loafers gathered around to witness the in teresting proceedings. “Now, begin,” said the proprietor. “ Where will you commence first ?” “ Right here,” replied the tall man, as he carefully rolled hack his cull's, spit on his hands, and grasped the iron bar firmly, while the proprietor stood by with great anxiety depicted on his countenance. “ Now, said the tall man, impressively, as he slowly elevated the bar, “ arc }'ou all ready?” “All ready,” returned the proprietor, excited!}'. " Then,” said the tall man, “bring on your rats.” For the next five minutes the excitement of an entire Presidential election tilled the room. When it subsided the tall man was nowhere to he seen, and the proprietor was standing before a glass, tying an oys ter over his left eye. The rats still revel in their native freedom. JclTenioii'g Political Maxims. 1. Legal equality of human beings. 2. The people the only source of legiti mate power. 3. Absolute and lasting severance of church and State. 4. Freedom, sovereignty and independ ence of the respective States. 5. The Union a compact—neither a con solidation nor a centralization. 0. The constitution of the Union a spe cial written grant of powers, limited and definite. 7. No hereditary office, nor order nor title. 8. No taxation beyond he public want. 0. No national debt, if possible. 10. No costly splendor of administra tion. 11. No proscription of opinion nor of public discussion. 12. No unnecessary interference with in dividual property or speech. 13. The civil paramount to the military authority. 14. The representative to obey the in structions of his constituents. 15. No favored classes, no monopolies. 10. Elections free and suffrage universal. 17. No public money expended except by warrant of specific appropriation. 18. No mysteries in government inacces sible to the public eye. 19. Public compensation for public ser vices, moderate salaries and pervading economy and accountability. Itidn't Unite (uderstaiid. Two men went into breakfast at the Na tional yesterday. One called over what he wanted and when the waiter asked the other what he would have.he said— Bring me in a duplicate.” The waiter dashed of! in a dazed sort of a way, but soon returned. He didn’t want to display his ignorance and concluded to try strategy to gain light on the subject. “ Will you have it rare or well done?” he inquired. “ Well done, of course ! who ever heard of a rare duplicate.” • More mystified than ever, the waiter made a break for the kitchen. He returned with two breakfasts, and in a knowing sort of a way remarked— “ Duplicates all out, bess !” HARTWELL, GA„ WEDNESDAY, MARCH 28, 1877. THE QUADRUPLE HANGING. T* A Tearful anti Solemn Mceue at Aiken, Month Carolina. Speriml Dispatch to the Charleston Xtirs rf Courier. Aiken, S. C., March 16. —The terrible tragedy is ended, and four souls blackened witn crime have been l&unched into etern ity. Two ministers vrtkv present with the culprits this morning, and administered spiritual comfort. Twfc of the prisoners, Johnson and Brown formally married the wives with whom they had been living for many years, and received the rite of bap tism. In preparing the gallows Sheriff Holley, who planned it. took every precaution to prevent any mishap. The scaffold was erected in the courthouse yard. just out side of the jail enclosure, but in bill view of its whole eastern side. It was construct ed on anew plan. The main frame was of solid eight by eight timber, twenty-four feet from end to end, and the cross piece fifteen feet from the ground, and it was braced and supported on every side. Through five holes four feet apart were suspended the ropes. Inside of this frame was the scaffold, the top of which was six feet from the ground. The prisoners stood in a line facing the east upon a trap door running from end to end, which was kept up by supports under each man. all con necting with a rolling beam in front of the scaffold. This beam passed under the stairs leading down from the scaffold, and at a signal from the sheriff the whole beam, removing the supports, fell, giving all the prisoners a fall of at least four feet. It was surrounded by Slate militia, called out by the sheriff, and formed in a square. About 11 o’clock Adam Johnson. Nel son Brown. Lucius Thomas and John H. Dennis, handcuffed in pairs, were brought out. clad in long gowns of white longcloth, and in their stocking feet. They were sur rounded by a special guard of six mem bers of the Palmetto Rifle Club, the sheriff and two colored preachers leading the way, and they advanced singing hymns, and when they mounted the gallows they were released. One preacher lined out the hymn “ Come ve that Love the Lord," and all joined in. The other parson reaiUthe service. Each of the condemned men then addressed the assembly. There were over 4,000 persons present of all colors, ages and sexes. The prisoners were all remarkably self-possess ed, and spake with perfect composure. Thomas and Dennis laughed a great deal as if to impress upon the multitude their read iness to die, the former in a nervous man ner holding the rope in his hand and keep ing time with the singing. Their sneaking occupied a half hour. Adam urged all his hearers to lead good lives. Johnson in sisted on the son of his old master stand ing by him to the last. Brown said he did not dread death, as he felt that he was going right to glory. Dennis said that whiskey caused their sin, and laid the blame on Johnson. He spoke in a tone of bitterness towards the whites. Thomas, the youngest, spoke last. He said that he was converted four years ago, and was 1 commanded to preach God's gospel and failed to do so. He described the murder, confessing for the first time his participa tion in the killing. He said that brother Adam had struck the first two blows, and that brother Nelson went in and struck two also. He. influenced by the great adver sary, struck only one. He then spoke about the fire, charging Adam and Nelson, but they contradicted him. and Dennis in terrupted, saying “ I did that.” He bade adieu to the crowd, praying that he might meet all in the paradise of God. The whole scene was intensely solemn, and every one seemed to feel it. The ut most quiet prevailed from first to last ; throughout the large assemblage. When they had finished their remarks their arms were pinioned and the black caps drawn over their heads. The sheriff, who showed great emotion, then descended, and step ping on the pedal at the foot of the stairs, launched the four men into eternity sosud | denly that few were aware how it was done. Your correspondent is informed that no evidence of suffering was visible in the faces or limbs of the victims. Johnson and Dennis only slightly moving their lower limbs, and in ten minutes all were entirely dead. The bodies were given to their friends for burial. The sheriff received this morning Gov ernor Hampton’s reprieve of thirty days for Steve Anderson. He was brought out. It is doubtful whether his sentence will be commuted or not. McKvoy, the murderer of Col. Gregg, now under sentence of death, but whose case is before the Su preme Court, witnessed the whole scene from his cell. The scene was terribly im pressive throughout, and the effect will be salutary. A Conscientious Jury. An old story is well retold in a recent issue of a Southern journal, as follows : “A jury in Alabama had been empan eled in the case of a Mr. Johnson, charged with killing his wife. The evidence was positive and conclusive, leaving no doubt of bis speedy conviction. To the amaze ment, of all, the jury, after a short absence, returned a verdict: “ Guilty of horse stealing.” The judge, astonished, asked an explanation, stating that the indictment was not for horse stealing, but manslaugh j ter. The foreman, with his hand upon a huge law book, and with an amusingly dig- I nifiied air, informed the court that ‘ it was not a case of manslaughter, hut woman slaughter, for which the law made no pro vision, but being satisfied the man deserved to be hanged ; they hail brought in a ver dict of horse stealing, which, in that coun try would be sure to hang him.” Mure About Xnuey Hurt. White t Historical Collections of (tcoryia. On one occasion, when information as to what was transpiring on the Carolina side , of the river was anxiously desired by the troops on the Georgia side, no one could be induced to cross the river to obtain it. | Nancy promptly offered to discharge the perilous duty. Alone, the dauntless hero ine made her way to the Savannah River ; but finding no mode of transport across, she procured a few logs, and, tying them together with a grape-vine, constructed a raft. upon which she crossed, obtained the desired intelligence, returned, and commu nicated it to the Georgia troops. On another occasion, having met a Tory on the road, and entering into eonversa ; tion with him, so as to divert his attention, j she seized his gun, and declared that unless 'lie immediately took up the line of march | for a fort not far distant, she would shoot | him. The dastard was so intimidated, tliut ; lie actually walked before the brave wn i man, who delivered him to the commander | of die American fort. Nancy, with several other women and u number of small children, were once left in a fort, the men having gone some dis tance, probably for provisions, when the fort was attacked by a party of Tories and savages. At this critical period, when fear had seized women and children, to such an extent as to produce an exhibition of in describable confusion. Mrs. Hart called in to action all the energies of her nature. In the fort there was one cannon, and our he roine, after endeavoring in vain to place it in a position so that its fire could reach the enemy, looked about for uid. and discover ed a young man hid under a cow-hide ; she immediately drew him from his retreat, and threatened him with immediate death unless he instantly assisted her with the cannon. The young man. who well knew that Nancy would carry her threats into execution unless he obeyed, gave her his assistance, and she fired the cannon, which so frightened the enemy that they* took to their heels. Once more, when Augusta was in pos session of the British, the American troops in Wilkes, then under the command of Colonel Elijah Clarke, were very anxious to know something of the intentions of the British. Nancy assumed the garments of a man, pushed on to Augusta, went boldly into the British camp, pretending to he crazy, and by this means was enabled to obtain much useful information, which she hastened to lay before the commander, Colonel Clarke. Since this sketch was written Hart Coun ty was formed, and it was proposed to call the capital “ Nftncyviile,” which we are glad they did not do. Lt I's be .More Social. In order to increase the sum of human happiness, we should cultivate kind and fraternal feelings with one another. A true life consists in something else than simply accumulating property. We do not anil cannot “ live by bread alone.” A writer discourses on this subject most beautifully as follows : “ The sole object and aim of too many individuals seems to he to get gain, “grab all.” let the consequences he what they may to others. The desire to accumulate wealth, regardless of the comfort and social happiness of our neighbors, and the inter change of friendly sentiment, should he ig nored. On the other hand, we should so live and act that the generous impulses of our hearts would prompt us to extend the hand of fellowship to all of our neigh bors, and looking them squarely in the eye, feel glorious inward consciousness that we had never wronged them in thought, word or action. Then let little deeds of love he done ; let the principles of the golden rule be exemplified in daily lives ; let us he more social, and cultivate our convival qualities by frequent interchanges of friend ly greeting at social gatherings ; let no ar istocracy he acknowledged suve that of in tellect; let us make them what they should he by cherishing a love for the beautiful, so that “ Blessings may us attend forever ; And whatever we may pray for or do, May our lives be one grand endeavor To type the pure, the good and the true !” <on 111 n’t Keep a I.it tie HUil. “ Some visitors are coming, and you must keep a little still this afternoon.” remarked a Chicago teacher to ln r pupils one day lately. •• We can't keep a little ‘still.’ or a big one. either,” chimed in one lad, “least wise we can't unless we pay a government license !” The teacher then remembered that the boy was the son of a former revenue de faulter, and pardoned his remark. — You Cannot Hide Tt ! “ That Catarrh spoils your voice.” Dr. J. 11. McLean’s Wonderful Catarrh Snuff soothes and heals all irritation in the nose, head or throat, a sure cure. Trial boxes 50 cents by mail. Dr. J. H. McLean, 314 Chestnut, St. Louis. FINNY SAYINGS AND DOINGS. Strong butter: A billy goat. A Massachusetts man named Corkscrew has mimed his babjr Guulel. F.very person should put by something for a rainv day. Au umbrella is a very good thiug. When Johns became too numerous in tlie Smith family, the name Jack, was sub stituted, which name is a sort of demi john. Hope on, hope ever. Normal, tha daughter of Enoch, was five hundred and eighty years old when she was married. Courage, girls! “ Who was the meekest man?” asked a Sunday School teacher. “ Moses. " Very well; who was the meekest womanY” “ Never was any.” A young lady, writing to her swain, is said to have indited: “ Dear :—Come and sec us soon. Wo have just get a new* lamp, that will turn down and make it de liciously dark.” Western paper, in describing an accident recently, says with much candor, “ Dr. Jones was called, mid under his prompt and skillful treatment the young man died on Wednesday night.” Grant ruled 8 years Ktrociously. and then 8 bad men Stained, threw out 8 thousand ballots, thus elev Sting a thirdrS Storney to the Presidents until 1880. Such istbe lHr history of these Lniteii Stßs. NIMRER 31. A Rhode Island man has written a lec ture entitled ** Whom Shall 1 Marry?” It is a fine work, but so far as we are able to see. holds to the old opinion that after all there is nothing better than a woman for a man to marry. “Father, did you ever have another wife besides mother?” “No. my boy; what possessed you to ask such a question?” “ Because 1 saw in the old family Bible that you married Anna Domini, I860; and that ain't mother, for her name is Sally Smith.” A tramp was arrested in New Jersey last week, taken before a magistrate and sentenced for four months. The justice, in explaining the sentence remarked that while there was no evidence that the pris nor had been guilty of any crime, he thought it prudent to commit him, as he had tho wild, haggard, desparing look of a man about to start a newspaper. A florist was showing an Irishman over his establishment the other day. “ Now,” said he, “ we'll just look in for a moment at the germinating house.” " Tho German'ailing house, is it!” re plied the other. “ Truth and Pin glad, fur it's hungry lain. But isn't tharc some Irish drinking saloon, just as handy?” During a debate in tlie Victoria legis lature an unfortunate loyal Liberal whose education had been sadly neglected, was reading out a document to the House and vainly* endeavoring to decipher an obscure letter. Turning to his next friend, he asked anxiously: “Is that a hem ora hen?” “Oh,” replied his friend, “call it a hen, ami move that it lay on the table.” Ttisa great blessing to have a helpful wife. There was once a half-witted fellow who informed his father that he was about to marry. “ Why Charles,” said the old man, “ you cannot support yourself. What a fool to think of getting married.” “I know it father,” replied Charles; “I can pretty nearly support myself, and it does seem as if a wife ought to help me some.” After the battle of < ’hattanooga the sur geons made several incisions in the leg of a soldier who had been wounded in the knee by a musket hall. Out of patience at last, the soldier exclaimed : “ Why are you carving me up so?” “We’re trying to find the hall,” answered a surgeon. “ Why didn’t you ask for the hall in the first place?” indignantly cried the soldier; ” here it is in my vest pocket!” Two Dutchmen once got into dispute about the English language, each one con tending that he could command the best. They made abet at length, and appointed a judge to decide betwlien them, ami accor dingly they began. “ Yell, Chon,” said the first, did it rain to-morrow ?” “ I shall tink it vash,” said John. Wasn't that judge in a quandary?” As the car sped up Shawmut avenue his arm began to steal around her waist and his head inclined lovingly, unconscious of ob servation. Just as the car approached Sawyer street the conductor thrust his head inside and shouted “Saw-j'er,” close to Hayseed's head. The latter, hastily drawing himself into form, indignantly re marked: “ You needn’t er howled it through the car if you did ; we're engaged !” and the rest of the passengers set their faces toward the driver and grinned. Mister how do you sell sugar this morn ing? said a newly married young man. as he entered one ofthe stores on Main street. Only twelve cents a pound, replied the merchant. Can't afford it, I'll drink my coffee with out sugar and kiss my wife for sweetening. Good day sir. Good day. When you get tired of that kind of sweetening, please call again. I will. He called the next day and bought sev eral pounds of sugar. A chap who had. perhaps, read a news paper item about how a street car was cleared of passengers in short order when a man in the centre of the ear announced that he had the small-pox, tried the game on a Detroit car. Getting aboard the car, lie sat down beside a big fisted naan and remarked : I don’t suppose you object to riding beside a smallpox patient, do you?” **Notin the least.’’ replied the big man, “ but as some of the other pas sengers may, I shall heave you out!” Thereupon he took the joker bv the collar and leg, carried him to the platform, and aud ohot him far out into a big rno'v drift.