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" ‘JEF" *rOR love or him. “I,” cried Haikhe Winiitaniey,, pit eously, “la harden to my husbaqd ? Oh, Sandhi I gfiantlla ' lot pity's sake don't say that I" * It wan tba day fallowing the family hegira—that moat dismal, doleful and lAtotacabte of days, when the torflti was pfted up fa’faw 'kc'hoing and uni-ur peted pictures turned blankly with their faeea to thrwflUs, the yaiwn ing chimney-piocre featitartd Os crack ling flames, while the dreary spring rain beat with a mourn ful and mouotonoiiH sound. At the back of the little farm house the gnarled apple trees were striving to hroek bad.and blossom, ami a few faint-colored spring flowers lifted their golden beads above the grant and dead leaves, while at the front the rest less billows of the Atlantic, tortured by the moaning wind, flung their fringes of foam high up on the shores, flight* of san-birds eddlied overhead, and tho low banging reach of leaden clouds shut out the misty shimmer of tho horizon. Haddie had wandered about the house all day wrappped in a’ehawl, 10-*king about as forlorn as the daffodil" an<l jon quils ontaide, in the vain endeavor to find some habitable nook oroorm-r where she could pore over her (took. She felt herself ill-uaod in tho extrem es! degree, thisaunny-hairod, roee-lipped human fairy, m that all was not mad smooth and easy to her little foot. She hail married Carlos Winstanley three months ago, supposing that she was entering into a human Eden through the golden circlet of the wedding ring and the bowcry archas of tho orange bios soma ; and hero, lo and behold ! he had failed ; the pretty little house in Park Terrace had been sold, with its antique furniture, its bric-a-brac and roee- lined curtains, and here and there they were banished for the rent of their lives to the dismal, one-storied farm-house, the sole relic of Carlo* Winatanley’a scattered fortune 1 “ It isn't like a city house,'' said the young man, cheerily ; " but I’ve always had a sort of loving for a farm life, and we can be just as happy here as if it were a palace ■ can't we, Haddie ? ” And Haddie, with a half-frightened glance at the restlees waves of the At lantic and the gronpe of cedars writhing in the blast, clung to his shoulder and whispered: ’•Yea. But,” she added with quiver ®« HP. “it will be very lonely, won't tt»" " Sarella is coming to stay with us and help get settled," said Winstanley. “ Why, what could such a butterfly as you do with all this confusion ? " Haddie said nothing. She could hardly tell her husband how much she feared and disliked his stern maiden sister, who stood up so straight, and •ore her iron-gray nair twisted up into • tight knot at the back of her head, in •a inexorable fashion, which made Had die feel as if her gold frizzes and braids •ere vanity and vexation of spirit, in <h*d; and had away of looking over and beyond her, as if she (Haddie) were •f no account whatever. But Sarella was needed, and she came, just as she would have oom>> to nurs»- » woumk d soldier, or keep watch over s household of meaelre. or scarlet fever. °r undertake any other difficult or thank- Usatask. And, upon thia rainy day, Sarella went backward and forward, and looked with ■ sret of contempt<>' >u. pity st the poor bttte wife, wrapped m her fleecy white ■haw) with a rose in her butr * book tn bar hand. “ Dear me, Harrietshe had cried Mt, abtu at last her steudw Uutad «f Columbia patience was quite exhausted ; “ why don’t yon do something ?" What shall I do?" said Haddie, pit eously. “ I'm sure there's enough to lie done." said the rigid cider sister. “ CanTyou turn and sew that piece of 'carpet to fit the han?" “ 1 never did such a thing in my life,'* said Hwhite, eying the heap of carjiet mg as if it had been a wild beast ready to spring at her. “I don't flank I could sew anything so big and heavy.” " There's all tho china to be washed and sorted on the shelves,” suggested Sarella grimly. “ I should be sure to break it,” fal tered Haddie. , “Thecurtains arc all ready to be tacked up to the west-room windows,” raid Sarella, looking arou jl lor a tack luoumer. “Oh, I couldn't do that," said Hsd die, more frightened than ever. “I should be sure to turn giddy on top of that stepvladde?." Sarella looked disdainfully at her lieautifuYlittle sister-in-law. “I wonder what you are good for," said she, sharply. Haddie hung her head, flushed ecar let, and said nothing. “For all I can see,” severely went on Sarella, “my big brother might as well have married a big wax doll. It was vll very well so long as he was a merchant in receipt of a big income. But now goodness me, what sort of a fanner's wife do you suppose you will make ? ” “ 1 don't know," confessed Haddie, feeling herself arraigned before a sort of cviixolidated impiihition. “ Do you know anything about but _ter nud cheese ?” demanded Bare!la, re lentlessly. “No!” “ Did you ever make up a batch of bn'iul? or pies? or cake?” sternly pur sued this iron-hearted catechist. “No,' 1 whispered Huddle. “Can you ent and fit your own Keu- Mtigton stitch ?” •' I can make the Kensington stitch in antique lace, if that's what you mean." “ Antique lace I Kensington stitch !" echoed Sarella, in withering acorn, ‘'(’nn you make your husband'ii shirts?" "He buys them ready-made,” fal tered Htoidie. “At least he always <lid,” “Humph!” said Sarella, “I sup ]>osc, now, you couldn't clean Imuse, or wash up the curtains, or make a lot of currant jelly, to save your life ?" “ No," said Haddie, with a trembling voice, “I'm afraid I couldn't.” “ Yon are nothing more nor leai than a burden to your husliand," said Sarella, with the air of a Judge pronouncing ; sentence of doom. “ You’re no more . fit to be married than yonder white kitten. And I pity Curios from the very bottom of my heart, that f do I” And, thus speaking, Sarella picked up the whitewash brush and stalked away, w hile poor little Haddie wailed out the lieseecliiug wonls with which our story commences. “ Oh, Harella, dear Sarella 1 ” site pleaded, “Hl try to do my best.” “ Your liest 1" repeated Sarella. “And what does that amount to? You're a 100-pound weight around his neck—a blight upon his future—that's what you are ! ” And she whisked into the kitchen, wliile Haddie ran up stairs to the garret to have a good cry. Hadilie was very sad and penaivo fora <lay or two. Carlos looked at her piti fully, afraid to ask if she were discon tented in her new home, for he knew well that he had none other to osier her. j Sarella sniffed st her selfish inefficiency, and the very scrubbing woman pnt or. airs, while Betsey Baker, a neighbor, who came into help with tbs “settling,'' caught the popular tune, and said, loftily: "Please, Mrs. Wmstanley. stand out of the way while we're s-stretehing thia carjiet, and don't bender us es ye can't help uk ! ” At the end of the third day of domes tic saturnalia, when Carlos Wmstanley came home, Haddia was nowhere to I* found, and on her cushion was pinned the following note: DBAS CSMXW.I Don't be vexed, but I have (tone away to Stay with Aunt Doreae button un til 11k- Bxch farm n aettM. I don t arecn to b« of much nee to anybody, and per bare Haralla will get along better without me. Affection ately your wife, “There’” »aid Sarella to Betaey Baker. “ Didn't I tell you so? She a to levy she can't bear to see other folks work! And I don't know whstwrer Car -I<w au thinking of when ha married her instead of Rosanna Martin, who took Uw first prise br ’* a < * ke l *‘ e Devoted the Interests of Columbia County and the State of Georgia. HARLEM.. GEORGIA, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 18, 1881. coqpky fair, and has got a cheat fuff es limm ami bedquilts at huam-.” But she did not express herself thus plainly to Cartas, when he asked her, wistftilly, if she knew why Haddie had gone away. “ I think she's sick of farms and faim work," said Sarella, pursing up her lips. “I think, Carlos, she's like the little lortulaocas in the garden outside, that only blossom when the sun shines. ” And Carlos was more wretched than ever, fancying that he had darkened his young wife's life, and dragged her down into poverty with him "Bhe will come back to ma when she chooses," he said, aadiy. “I shall not go after her." And he grew paler, colder and more silent as ho went about the duties of the farm ; and Sarella, to nee her owa ex presaiou, “ flew around as lively as a cricket,” aud put things into the noateat of order. “ We’re better off without Harriet than with her, it's my opinion,” said she to herself. “A china doll of a worn i an, only fit to be waited on and made much of, Ido think Carlos was craay ' when he married her." < At the month's eml, however, llmkUo ' came back, aud fluttered down the lilac i shaded garden walk to meet her hue ! bawd, like a bird, as he returned from I his day’s work. “Oh, Carlos I Carlos I " sho cried; “I am so glad to bo hero again ! '* “Little one,” he asked, almost re proachfully, “ why did you leave me? ” “ I have been at school,” said Haddie, radiantly, “I have I>een learning—my profession. Oh 1 Carlos, you can never tell how awkward and helpless I felt here, in my own house, kuowi ig th»t I wm as ignorant as a child of all flio thinjpi I needed most to comprehend. ' I love so dearly—and I Mt so ; unworthy of you--so unable to help you 5 in your sore need as a wife should help . her husband. Barclla dnapitied my ig iuorrtnee—the very servants looked down 1 j on me as a helpless doll ; and they w.-re ' right. But they shall never do sonny j i more, for I’ve learned to be a house- , i kvtqn-t- at last—Aunt Dor»=as has tau/hl ■ I mi- everything. I enn make butter like j gold, aud clioesc that . veil Sarella will • 1 not criticise. I sliall prepare you sooie ! strawberry shortcake to-morrow, aud uiy j bread and biscuits are iu> tight and as white as swai '->wn ; nud I’ve made yon j a shirt, Carlos, all by myself, aud Aunt | ' Dorcas says I needn't be aslnimed of it; . i and I can wnsh and iron, and clour- ' j starch as well as cvc.l old Cld<ui did when I was a girl at home.” “ Haddie I Haddie I” he cried. " Why did you do thia ? ” “ For love of you,” she answered, I simply; “to be to you what a wife should lie to her husband. You needn't think I am going to settle down into a common drudge, Carlos. I like Shaks]>exre aud tho Kensington stitch as well as ever. But a fanner's wife should not lie blind and helpleaa at tho hnul of her own household, aud I am | thankful that I have learned to do all three things.” “You are an angel, Haddie ! ’’ he said, earnestly. “lam only your true, loving little . wife,” the answered, hiding her taoo on s his breast. Harella needed to stay at the Beach farm no longer’; Betsey Baker was dis missed, aud Haddie took her place at the helm, and of all happy, efficient, stirring farmers' wives Mrs. Winatauley i hors sway ths palm. “ I never supposed there was so much ! in her,” said Harella. “Carlos ooulilu’t have made a better choice if he had tnod tor a year.” "It does beat all." said Betaey Baker. “ * rmirrttir dialkct. Ktanaft thieves there is s distinct clssa of slang which is in quite common use. They denominate s sentence of imprison ment ss "air and exercise,” and call a j drunk a "ball.” A penitentiary is known ( as a " boarding-school," smt s surgeon i is termed s “ bone-setter." Money is | known among them as "chink,” and a 1 policeman as a “cop." “ Darbies” are i hand-cuSs; “earth bath" is a grave, : ; and “eternity-box" is the proper name for a coffin. Hemp is denominate I • neck-weed a alungahot is called a ! “ nel.iy,” while the head is known as 1 the " dimple.” When a man dies he is said to have “croaked,” and when he is buried be is ♦aid to have been " put to bed with a I shovel." By means of this slang Um* thieves ol , various countries can talk to each otto r undsotandingly, although ignorant of the language of the oounlrv ta which they hsppeu to be PLEASAJfTRIRA. An Albany woman woke her husband during a storm and said: “I do wish you would stop snoring, for I want to hear it thunder." It is cruelty to cast your bread upon the waters if the bread is sour and heavy. It might giye the fishes ths dyspepaiA. Whin ths l>old Highlander went courting he tersely introduced himself: “Ann Saxon, I am Roderick Dhu." Ann replied, “Dhu tell I ” It isn't because a woman is exactly afraid us "a cow that she runs away and screams. It-is because gored dresses are not faaliionablc. Wubn a New Orleans man wanted his picture in au heroic attitude, the artist painted tarn in the act of refusing to dnnk.— llotton Trantoript, A rorxo lady wrote some verses for a paper about her birthday and headed them “ May 30th." It almost made her hair turn gray whan it appeared ta print, “My 80th.” “ You don’t know bow it patas me to punish you," aaid the teacher. “I gness there's the most pain at my end of tho stick," replied the boy. "*T any rate, I’d bo willing to swap." Bailkt aays : “What men call acci dents is God's ewn part," but it is hard to convince a man of this when he steps down a step that he didn't know was there and bunts a jast corn. Ho thinks it that other party's part. “ It's a tang way from thia world to the next,” said a dying man to a friend who stissl at his bedside. “Oh, never mind, my dear fellow," answered the friend, consolingly, “ you'll have it all dowu hili’’ Hi loitar*d at U>« fMUval, A ta hit fi*L A wiaby-waahy Baid briramad The marge hie Mplata klaaad. Quoth hr, “ I wlah that I oouid get A pair of trnueare made For euniruer wear at lldn as thia CnuaumpUre lemonade. •<>»/ < Dtrvirk . “ Hai.coa 1 Bob, how are you?” Bob, who had been m jail for del.* for some months peat, answered: “Very well, thank you ; but I have been in trouble, you know ?” “ What trouble ailed you?" “A trouble parsed to durance. ” A voitno lu.lv who was doing the Alps reported progress to her guardian : " J tried to climb the Mattsrhorn ; didn't reach tho top. It’s aleunlly high— everything is high in this country. Please rend me some money." 1 s.is Ita rile, pmuteroaa fly That will u*t lai Ila Wtan I would take n>y morning nag 1 tqulru. about aud try lo alap That fly. But I But alap my fare lu vain a.laropt To k'Jl Ita wrstelu An alleged poet aays that violets are “heavenly gems on Nature's polonaise," and we presume on tho same plan it may be said flat white turnqis are the buttons on Nature's negro-minstrel duster. , “I'vu five cent* left,” said a loafer, "so I'll buy a paper with them.” “What jiaper do yon buy?" said a friend, cu rious to loam the literary taste of his aeqnaintauco. “A paper of tolxoeo," replied tbs loafer, a rtivatH ur avutxcK. I take about half a pint of recttfle.l spirit and mix with it a few drops oi coloring solution aud concentrated es sence of brandy, that is the brandy flavor prejwred by the druggist, anil by brisk agitation the mixture acquires tho ap pearance of cognac. You like a little isad ? Very well ; I add a little out of this vial, a preparation of nitro-lienzoin, or artificial oil of bitter almonds. Now, sz 1 pour it out the tailibles remain for some tune at the top. However, it does not taste npe or full-bodied yet, so I sdd s few drops of s preparation principally .xnnpoeed of glycerine aud called by the trade “ age and body.” Another good shake, ami all I need is a label certify ing that the article is “ 10-year-old cognac brandy," and there you have my brandy ready for the market. Os course the ex|>eriment has been a very hasty one. 1 simply intended Ui show you the principle. In practice aloul half a pound of each of the suostanoes I have just made use of would be added to forty gallons of rectified spirits, and a very respectable and by no m.-ane injurious brandy is the result. In )>rief, the adulteration of snintuous liquids, that is, the artificial }«odiiction in a few hours by chemi .-al pt.giess <d s similar result to that attained by nature in flw course of months, or even years, Uta every claim to be regarded ss a triumph science.— I>r. •*» Philadfl- pAta Pntt, rti»MW»nrtni!fi fahm-hovak. People who live near the great thor oughfares, where they have aceeaa to two or three dailies and a half doaen weeklies, do not fully appreciate the value of a newspaper. They come, in deed, to look upon them as necessities, and they would as cheerfully do without thstr morning meal as their morning mail. But one must be far off ta the country, remote from “the maddeuing crowd," to realise the full luxury of a nawspajier. The farmer who receives but one paper a week does not glance over ita columns hurriedly, with au air of impatieueo, as does your merchant or lawyer. He begins with the iwiginntag and reads to the close, not jiermittiug a news item or an advertisement to eaca|ie his eye. Then it has to be thumbcl by every member of the family, each one looking for things in which he or sho is most interested. The grown-up daugh ter looks for the marriage notioee, and is delighted if the editor has treated them to a love story. The aon who is just about to engage in fanning, with an enthusiasm that will carry him far in advance of Ina father, reads all the crop reports and lisa a keen eye for hints alsmt improved m.xioe of culture. The younger members of the family come in for the smuauig suecdotes and eenqm of tun. All took forward to tho day that ahall bring ths paper with tho liveliest interest, and if by some unlucky chance it fails to oomo it is s bitter disappoint ment. One can hardly estimate the amount of information which a jiaper that is not only read but studied can carry into a family. They have, week by weak, spread liefore their mental viaion a pan orama of the busy world, ita fluctuations and ita vast concerns. It is tho )x>or man's library, and furnishes ns much mental food as ho has time to consume and digest. No one who has observed how much those who aro far away from the planes where men moat congregate value their weekly paper can fail to join in invoking a blessiug on the in. veiitor of thia meana of ititeliaetaal <ui joymont.—Crdar Itapida /lepublican. OAKUIIt MH*. I.AFtTTK. The death of Mrs. Igifitte, the .laughter nt U>» late Commodore Van derbilt, in Pans, calls to mind some ]>e cnlinritiea of that truthful wouuui. Her first husband waa a favorite of her father, aud when he was atrickou with eonnimptioii old Vanderbilt felt woj-sc than his daughter about it. He sent the pair down to Florida nndcr the care of a Mi. Ijsl'itte, ami Mrs. Barker took a great fancy to tho gentleman—a fancy the sick huabaud was not slow in discovering. "Well, madiiruc,” ho said ono morn ing, “ where have you been this hour ?” " Walking witli your raccessor,” an swered the Ixild lady. Aud then and there she told him that a-. Ins complaint was jironounced incur able—and she disliked a lengthy willow hood—she had selected Mr. Lafitte as her H.xvmd husband. The sick man wrote jswt haste to pa in-law, who was greatly lticense.l, but Ivefore sny actual steps could be taken the widow and her prospective husband were bringing poor No. 1 home to bury decently in the family lot. Then in u vi’ty short time—a matter of weeks— the lady Is-came Mme. Lafitte, ami went off to live in Pans. Old Vunilerbilt stuck to his dislike ; he left •MM),OOi) to Maiiame, st her death to revert to the children by the that huslmnd. Ho Monateur Lafitte was not |>ecnntarily ticneflted by his con nection with the millionaire's family.— ■Vfiz York letter. SAW MILLS, GRIST MILLS, MNH MILLS Plantation and Mill Mtehioerv. Engines and Boilers, Cotten Screws, Shafting Pulleys, Hanrers, Journal Bixev, Will Garins. Gudeons, Turbin's Water WtensU, Gin Gsanng." Judson's Govsmo's, D sston’s C.reulsr Riw», Gummsra and Filas, Balling. Babbitt M»tsl, Braw Fittings, G obe and Clock Valvss, Whlatla G taanra, ste. Iren and Hra*s Castiogs,-Gin Ribs, Iron Front*, Balconies and Freon Railing OKO. It. LOMBARD A CJO-, FOiiEdT CITY FOUNDRY AND MACHINE WORKS, 1014 to 1026 FENWICK STREET, AUGUSTA, GA. [MF*Near the Water Tower j WK-p»lrlng promptly dene st lowest acteea. Boiler repairs of alt binds d >ne promptly. dscll-ly *■ ...y ■» - ■■ —■■■ - - - gmi flg— nmx y..- i_ . .JI ■HBWLLMBM—| OPERA HOUSE GARDEN BEN NEISZ, PROPRIETOR. (HOICK WINBB, IM« AND CIGARS. PHILADELPHIA AND CINCINNATI BEER. BROAD AND RLLH STREETS, AUGUdTA, GA. janl 1-1 y TKBH»-gl»s wsr AWWaSB IB AtaVABC*. NUMBER 44. rn» nro rnans of cAt.iFoaunA. Tlie Big Trees of Calaveras and Mari jioaa countiea, fii California, belong to the same genua as the common redwood. This giant of the Sierras is not a hand some tree, either when young or sgvH ; the branches are short, the spray leas graoetu! than the coast redwood, the leaves small and awl-ahaped, but the cones are several times larger, and ths wood taos a duller reddish hue. It seems theee monarchs of the forest were flrat seen by white men in the spring of 1852, when a hunter named Dowd reached Caluveraa grove, and later ooo dncteil a |>arty of miners to tho locality where the big trees grow. In ths eevsr al groves where they have been found, there are many tree* from 275 to 825 feat high, and from 25 to 84 feet in diameter. Tho area of the Mariposa grove is two mtlea square, and it eon i talus <27 of the monster trees. Tho largest in the Calaveras grove is “ 'lbs Keystone Htate,” and is 325 high, end ita girth six tost from the ground ta 45 feet There are mime in the grove which are not so high, Imt which have a greater ciroumtenmoc. “ The Grizzly Giant," for example, being 93 hot at tlie ground, and over 64 eleven feet above. Homo diiseii miles south of the Mariposa grove is tho Fresno grow, which is said to contain about 000 trees, tho largest 81 feet in circumference ; while about fifty miles north of the Calaveras, in Placer county, a small grove has been discovered. Careful computations have lieen made of the ages of those trees, and some cautious sciontista admit, hi regard to one of them, that "ita age cannot have ex ooeded 1.800 vears.” Glia AST Creek, in Arkansas, ta one of the latest natural wonders which thia country can boast of. Wo have already, in response to those lands which raise broad fruit and manna, produced a spring whose waters are said to taste like turtle soup ; but now the Bev. John R. Yuatta, a Baptist divine, is quoted as authority for a spring near Greasy creek, flowing forty gallons a minute, colored like applo cider, and tasting like applejack. He saw hundreds "lying" around tho spring, in a stale of blissful intoxication, laughing and trying to dap their lianas, tho uhiuo »• three springsw the Millennium springs , doubtless as signifying that they bring beck the goldou sge. Homo jiersons limy r< lim.' to Isdieve in their existence , yet noou« can deny that tho Rev. John R. Yeatts is a |.oaaiUe aud plausible namo. A cruiotm porso'i died recently in Purls at the ago of 72 years, the Count NajHileon Bertrand, tho son of the com panion of Nsp.iloon I. at Ht. Helena. The Count every year need to hire a room iu a hotel and go to bed for three months, utter having given oniers for food to lie brought to him onoe a day, and not a word be spoken by the serv ant. He wss asleep during tho siege of Paris. One day the bread was so abom inuble that ho flew into a rage and forced the waiter to tell him the reason was that tho city was lieeiegod by the Prussians Count Bertrand was stupefied tor a mo ment. At last he got up and waudsre<l sbont the hotel for a time, saying to him self, “ Paris besieged ? liestaged? whet ■ sight a Bertrand to do?” And, after a few minutes' reflection, he said, “I will go to bod." And lie went to bed and slept out th*, siege. Ths Concord Hchool of Philosophy has adjourned without deciding whether a man milking sliouM prefer to have th* cow kick bun or flio pail over. Demand »n