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The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1869-12-03

DRIME HORSES AND MULES. THE
i undersigned Will offer for sale this morning
one of the choicest lots OF work Horses and Mules
ever brought to this market. r. ARNOLD, cor
ner Meeting and John streets. dec3 .
The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1869-12-03
for Sale.

DEAL ESTATE OR PERSONAL PRO
III PERTY of any kind may he advertised for
sale in this column, ut the rate of % cents for
twenty words or less, each insertion, If paid In
advance.
The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1869-12-03

TOVES AT SALE.
The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1869-12-03

ONE FIRST-CLASS EIGHT HORSE
" strictly PORTABLE ENGINE and BOlLEE
Ono Steam Portable CrOss.cat or Wood Saving
Machine. For sale at CAMERON, BAiKLEi x
90 nOvJ-
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
Beautiful Smile.

An Alpine hunter, ascending Mont
Blanc, i'll passing over the Mer de Glace
lost his hold and slipped into one of
those frightful crevices by which the
sea is cleft to its foundation. BY catch
ing himself in his swift descent against
the points of rocks and projecting spurs
of ice, he broke his fall so that he reach
cd the bottom alive, but only to face
death in more terrible form. On eth
er hand the ice rose up to the heaven,
above which he saw only strip of blue
sky. AT his feet trickled little stream
formed from the slowly melting glacier.
There was but one possible chance of
escape--to follow this rivulet, which
might lead to some unknown crevice or
passage. In silence and terror he pick
cd his way, down the mountain side,
till his further advance was stopped by
giant cliff that rose up before him,
while the river rolled darkly below
He heard the roaring of the waters be-
low, which seemed to wait for him.
What should he do? Death was beside
him, and, he might fear, before him.
There was. no time for reflection or de-
lay. lie paused but an instant, and
plunged into the stream. One minute of
breathless suspense-as sense of darkness
and GOODNESS, and yet of swift motion, as
if he was gliding through the shades be
! low, and tnen Night pegau TO glimmer
family in the waters, and the next in
stant he was among the green fields and
flowers and the summer sunshine of the
vale of Chamouny.
So it is when believers die, They
como to the bank of the river, and it is
cold and dark. Nature shrinks from
the fatal plunge. Yet one chilling mo-
ment, and all fear is left behind, and the
Christian is amid the fields of the para
disc of God.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
The Gong Mountain.

Captain Palmer, who is engaged with
party of royal engineers in making
typographical survey of the peninsula of
Mount Sanai, has sent home an interes-
ting account of the "Jebel Nagus,' or
Gong Mountain" so called from the
extraordinary sound, something like
gong, that is emitted from it. The noun
tain, from this cause, has long been a
curiosity with travellers, and one ofawe
and superstition among the Arabs
Capt. Palmer has now proved, by ex-
pertinent, that the sound is occasioned
by the finest sand. He found slope OF
sand, 400 feet in height, which filled a
wide gully in the mountain. This sand
is so extremely fine and dry, and lies at
so high an angle to tile horizon, as 10 be
easily set in motion from any point on
the slope, or even by scraping away a
portion at its base. When any conside.
rable portion is thus in movement, roll
ing gradually down the slope, then the
sound begins-at first deep, swelling,
vibratory moan, gradually rising to II
dull roar, loud enough when ut its full
heighth to be almost startling, and then
gradually dying away till the sand cea-
es to roll. Captain Palmer describes the
sound as much like the hoarsest notes of
an -Eolian harp. 1t is not to be wonder
ed at that the ignorant Bedouin, wan
dering in solitude among these dreary
should have invented wild
legend to account for this strange and
sound
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
Ones Mother.

Around the idea of ones mother, tho
mind clings with fond affection. 1t is
the first dear thought stamped upon our
infant hearts, when soft and capable of
receiving most profound impressions,
and all the after feeling are more or
less in comparison. Our passions and
our wi1ftilness may lead us from the
subject of our filial love; we may be-
come wild, headstrong and angry at her
counsels or opinion but when death
has stilled her monitory voice, and
nothing but calm memory remains to
recapitulate her good deeds, affection
raises up her head and smiles through
her tears. Around the idea, as we have
said, the mind clings with fond affection;
and even when the earlier period Of our
loss forces memory to be silent. fancy
takes remembrance, and twines the
image of our departed parent with
garland of graces, and beauties which
we doubt not she possessed.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
Teach your Children to Pray

The Rev. j. Ryle, speaking on this
subject, says:
If you love your children, do al! that
lies in your power to train them up to
habit of prayer. Show'them how to be-
gin. Tell them what to say. Encour
age them to persevere. Remind them
of it if they become careless or slack
about it.
This, remember, is the first step i'll
religion which child is able to take.-
Long Leiore he can read, you can teach
him to kneel by his mothers side, and
repeat the simple words of prayer and
praise which she puts into his mouth
Beware less they get into a hasty, care
less and irreverent manner. Never
give up the oversight of this matter to
servants or nurses, or 10 your children
when left to themselves.
That mother deserves no praise who
never looks after this most important
part # her child's daily life herself
Mothers, surely If there be any habit
which your own hand and eyes should
help in forming, it is the habit of prayer.
If you never hear your children pray
yourself, you are much to blame. You
ale little wiser than the the bird de-
scribed in job, (which leaveth her eggs
in the earth, and warmcth them in the
dust, and iorgetteth that the foot may
crush them, or that the wild beast may
break them. She is hardened against
her young ones, as though they were
not hers; her labor is in vain without
fear"
Prayer is, of all habits, the one which
we recollect the longest. Many gray
headed man could tell you how his
mother used to make him pray in the
days of childhood. Other things have
passed away from his mind, perhaps
The church where he was taken to wor.
ship, the minister whom he heard
1,ranols, iha aanlPa.sioiss who used t.
play with him-all these, it may be
have passed from his memory and left
no mark behind. But you will often
find it far different with his first pray
ers. IIe will often be able to tell you
where he first knelt, and what he was
taught to say, and how his mother
looked all the while. 1t will come up
as fresh before his minds eye as if it
was but yesterday.
Reader, il You love your children, ]
charge ycu, do not let the seed-tine of a
prayerful habit pass away unimproved.
If you train your children to anything
train them, at least, to a habit ol
prayer.
Prayer is the incense of the soul,
The odor of the flower,
And rises, as the waters roll,
To Gods controlling power.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03

"Well, that man deserves hanging
I'd take my affidavit that il was a man
who made THAT bargain with you, and
allowed you, hungry and sick, to leave
without being paid; no woman woulu
ever serve human being so scurvy a
trick.''
The old man pressed his hand to his
face moment, and then replied:
"Ycs, my dear Miss, it was man /;
but then there are very few like you in
the world"
"That's So" she replied, and burst
into a hearty laugh. every few like
me, you poor, sick, old man; very few
like me, indeedl You wouldn't believe
now that hate beggars, would you ?
That 1 have no patience with anybody
who is poor, ill, or unfortunate? Oh,
pshaw, what in the world am l talking
about? Why bless your soul, good
man, you haven't eat enough to keep
mouse alive. Now tell me about this
rheumatism. Whore docs it trouble
you? ?"
I'm my knees, Miss; - and the old
man again hid his face in his hands.
$50 to my closet" said she to the SER
want, ''and bring me that big bottle of
liniment. I'll give them real good
rubbing myself, and then you can take
the bottle home, and battle them two or
three times day. Rheumatism must
be terrible"
Bridget returned with the desired ar
ticle, and Maggie took her seat on the
floor.
"Oh, no, Miss said the beggar,
strange tremor in his voice, 81 can not
permit that"
"Why, you old goose" said Maggie,
laughing, II can do you more good in
five minutes than you can do yourself
in an hour. am used 10 these things.
I've a dozen on my sick list now, for
whom l have 10 perform just such off
ces. What are our hands made for, if
they are not to do good With? Come,
don't be foolish !"
Maggie, Maggie, Maggie" and in
the twinkling of an eye, the old gray
wig, whiskers, and eyebrows were re-
moved, and Harvey Crittenden, his face
irradiated with joy, love, and pocul-
lar soul-satisfaction which Maggie had
never seen there before, confronted her.
Maggie was like one stunned for mo-
IS So iF1 PA5Sa S'iilS ilild fBfsa5a 5sSs TIT
kisses showcred upon her, remarked
saucily:
"Humph! Don't you suppose I knew
it was you all the time? Just doing it
10 show off, that's ALL"
But good, genuine burst of tears told
a different story; and Maggie, clasped
fondly in her lovers arms, sobbed out
her joy and repentance. Maggie is now
wife, but an allusion to the rhcuma-
tism, or bottle of liniment, is quite
sufficient to send her biushing from the
room.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
seIsetsD }5oetrn.
Written for the Clayton Herald.
To one Who Thought of NJ e.
by VIOLA.


1 thank thee, kind friend, for such written
words,
To my heart they will prove ever dear;
In the future remembered, yea, never forgot,
BY one who Graves sympathy here.
Sorrows my lot, as sorrow is yours,
And the heart knows it otoa bitter grief;
Yet sympathy lightens the load, it is said,
Giving us hope the future to cheer.
"The first plighted VOW we meier 'ciH forget -
While memory serves as our guest;
For it taught us to read with critical eye,
The heart submitted to the test.
If my hopes arc all shattered,
My pathway all strewn
With the wrecks of the past
I'll remember thy promise to me.
I'll remember that lone my image doth
keep
And sorrows with me in my grief
That "hts memory" doth wander. to when we
first met
AS strangers, yet brother and sister in
faith.
My thanks, then, dear brother, receive once
again,
For thy kind written words unto me-
Looking hopefully forward to that blest
time,
"Whcn from sorrow and sin We'll be free
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
An Uncommon Lovers Quarrel

HETY harp is all out of tune; the pi-
INl ano is discordant the canaries
pipe shrill whistle instead of their soft
notes and it rains-and-"
"And what childP" said the pleasant
voice of Aunt Mary Demman, as she
examined the countenance of her niece
"And wish was dead, or had never
been born-or something-I scarcely
know what;'' and Maggie Meredith's
beautiful lips were pouted, and strange
cloud of sullenness and dissatisfaction
hung portentcously oyer the fresh young
face.
"I dislike very much, Maggie, 10 hear
such remarks as these you have just ut
tered from any lips much more my
dear, from yours. Life is not all sun
shine and sweetness but it remains
with us, as Godloying, Gcd-fearing in
dividuals, to live it out patiently"
"Oh, yes, that is all very nice to talk
about, but suppose one wasn't given any
patience to start with? Does body
possess a little root or slip of anything,
why, one can cultivate it, of course but
patience can't be manufactured. Har.
vey is all the time lecturing. me. II it
be necessary to find so much fault now,
the probabilities are we shall never be
happy; for l cannot and will not endure
so much badgcring. told him so last
night, and gave him back his engage
ment ring" and Maggie held up her
forefnger obviously !. "and told him
never to come near me again. VOW ]
won't be everlasingly talked to; so
there ~
"You have trified, Maggie, With one
of the noblest men cod ever made !;
thrown away the costliest pearl He will
ever offer you. Maggie, 1 am aston
ished.
"oh, mercy, if this isn't tedious You
talk, Auntie, like crazy person. Do
YOU imagine, for moment, that court
this everlasting hum drumming l am
compelled to listen to, at home aud
abroad, from relatiees, friends, and
lover Do you suppose that do not,
from the bottom of my heart, deplore
the fate .hat sent me into this breathing
world, scarce half made up, and that SC
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
Liberty Makes Brothers of US ALL"

During stay of few months abroad
in 1862, I visited ireland and spent day
in Dublin. felt special interest in
that city. connected as it is with the his
tory of the many struggles of the liber-
ty-loving Irish for political freedom
Moreover, in the day when O'Cornell
and his compatriots plead for " the Re-
peal of the Union," tried my Yankee
tongue in advocating the claim of Ire
land. Hence felt the greatest interest
in anything connected with the MEM
ory of 1.-THE Great Agitator," and at my
earliest moment paid visit to the
ground where he lies buried. 1t was a
plain vault in hillside in the cemetery,
although 1 was told by the old soxton
that beautiful monument, then in
course of erection in ar other part of the
yard, was for O'Connell.
AS I stood in front of the iron door
which hid all that was mortal of "the
Great Commoner," 1 noticed mound
close by with cheap, plain slab at the
head of it, on which was this inscrip-
tion: "Sacred TO the Memory of Thomas
Steel; who departed this life -, aged
- years." 1 we'll remember Tom
Steel (for we nickname those whom we
love-as we say Tom Moore and Robbie
Burns.) and if my reading was correct,
he died a martyr for liberty. l remem-
ber still more that he was Protestant.
So, turned to the old man who stood
lNxr T al -
the stone, and asked, with an assumed
tone of surprise:
"Was not Steele heretic?"
"Faith, he was - responded the man
with great emphasis.
"And," said I, SIS this not con secra-
ted ground ?"
" "Indade it is" he answered.
And was not Daniel O'Connell
good and faithful son of the Holy Mother
Church? continued.
lie was" he responded, "didn't he
have the bissing of the Pope himself?"
"Now," said I, 81 am hereto and
hereto priest; but judge you from your
own standpoint. Why do you let a he
retic lie in sacred ground?"
Inever knew the quick wit proverbi-
al of the nation a-lail- -in ensw but
never hsSSa -; ~ ssss -
{ 1u u 4 svv, nanicl o'con-
nell was for liberty p
"IIe was the Great Agitator," re-
piled,
"And you know Tom Steele was for
libertyr'
"He was martyr" said 1.
And then with look and tone be-
yond my description, he added;
"YoU KNOW LIBERTY MAKES BROTH
ERs OF us ALL u
I took the dear old patriots Roman
Catholic hand i'll my Protestant hand,
and shaking hands over Steele's grave.
1 repeated the eloquent declaration of
my dear brother: "LIBERrY MAKES
BRorHERs OF US ALI"
That is the grand keynote of true po-
litical union-North, South, East, West.
And the heat which does not echo the
voice sounding from the cemetery in
Dublin, whether it throbs under fustian
or satin, is the heart of traitor and Il
tyrant. 1 thought the old sexton had
sounded the watchword for our nation,
and not for ours only, but all who love
liberty. Exchange.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
Saving for Old Age.

No one denies that it is wise to make
all agreed as TO the kind of provision it
is best to lay in. Certainly we shall
want a little money, for destitute old
man is indeed a sorry sight. Yes, save
money by all means. But an old man
needs just that particular kind of
strength which young men are most apt
to waste. Many foolish young fellow
will throw away on holiday certain
amount of nervous energy which he will
never feel the want of till he is seventy
and then how much he will want it! 1t
, ss selljous. but true, that bottle of
ffseInsnfssns IL :nroesc0T6. 1T is a-IaGtr'
that overtasking The es-es at fourteen
may necessitate the aid of spectacles at
forty instead of eighty. We advise our
young readers to be saving of health for
their old age, for the maxim holds good
in regard to health as to money-"Waste
not, want not" 1t is the greatest mis-
take TO suppose that violation of the laws
of health can escape its penalty. Ma
ture forgives no sin, no error. She lets
off the offender for fifty years some
times, but she catches him at last, and
infiicts the punishment just when, just
where, and just kew he feels it most
Save up for old age, but save know
ledge, save the recollection of good and
noble deeds and innocent pleasures
pure thoughts, save friends, save love-
Save rich stores of that kind of wealth
whiah time cannot diminish, nor death
take away.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03

wide awake, 81 feel as If l could sit up
all night.''
"Where's the weekly paper, Kitty?"
Kitty would liked to have said she did
not know, for she knew that if her un-
Gle got hold of that he would disregard
the passage of time. Unfortunately
there was the paper on the table under
the kitchen-glass. 1t was the first OBJ
iect that met her gaze as she looked up.
81 see am in a seige," said Kitty 10
herself, "but shall stand it as long as
he can. That's comfort. But I'm
afraid Harry will find it pretty dull
work in the closet. What would uncle
say if he should find ont he was therer'
Half an hour passed.
The miller, who was n slow reader,
was intent upon story which interested
him. Kitty saw, with despairing glance,
that he was not quite half through it.
She was beginning to be sleepy her.
self or would have been if she had not
had so much to keep her awake.
" Kitty" said her uncle, looking up
suddenly, "you had better go to bed.
"Its most eleven o'clock"
" Are you going to bed, uncle?'
"No, not just yet. l want to finish
this story. It's pretty cute one."
" 1 will sit up to keep you company"
"But shant need any company. This
story will be company enough. So don't
sit up on my account"
al shouldn't go to sleep if went to
bed, uncle. Besides, 1 want to get so
much done before go to bed"
"Well, child, just as you like. Bless
me, what's that?'
Kitty turned pale. There was a sup
pressed noise in the closet. Harry had
evidently got tired of his constrained po-
sition, and was stirring round little.
cit must be the cat" said Kitty hur-
riedly.
"The cat! Do you allow her in the
closet? She ought to be driven OUT
The miller rose, but kitty hurriedly
anticipated him.
She went to the closet, opened it a tri-
1e, anl called "Scat y
mo, the cat is not there" she said,
return ng to her seat.
Quarter of an hour passed.
Again y noise of more decided char
acter was heard.
;.ss
a 'Pi;I1ei, PShGes, and it fell with sudden crasli'
to the floor.
"I'll see what it is" exclaimed the
miller rising.
He threw open the door and out rush
ed Harry, looking rather foolish.
"Well L neverr' calculated the mil
Ter.
Before he had time to say anything
further, Kitty said, hurriedly, "Unclc,
didn't you promise me collar?"
Yes" returned the miller, but
Kitty pressed to the side of her lover,
passed his right arm around her neck,
and then said, while her eyes twinkled
with mischief, "This is the collar 1
want, uncle. You promised me, you
know
"And I'll keep it, Kitty = exclaimed
the miller, bursting into hearty laugh,
"no matter what ii COSTS"
Two months from that day kitty Gut
ting changed her name. Some years
have elapsed; but she has not yet got
tired of the "collar'' which her uncls
gave her.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03
ssIsften s. Story:
Kitty Cuttings New Collar.

TITTY CUTTING was a nice, plump
IN little maiden of eighteen summers.
Her uncle was miller, and pretty well
to do in the world. AS Kitty was likely
to be his heiress, this consideration alone
would have attracted lovers, if Kitty had
been considerably less attractive than
she really was.
1t so chanced that Kittys affections
happened to centre on young man
whom her uncle, the miller, by no means
approved. This was Henry Billings, a
young farmer in the neighbol hood. The
imiller's sole ground of disproval was,
that the young man had not quite so
large a share of worldly possessions as
he thought his niece had right to OK
pect in husband.
The consequence was, that he forbade
young Billings the house, and required
kitty to give him up.
Her eyes snapped in very decided
manner, and though she said nothing it
was very evident that she meant con-
siderable. However, she was obliged to
dissemble, and Harry thought it most
prudent not to approach the house when
the miller was at home. BY way OF
compensation, Kitty was in the habit OF
letting him know when her uncle was
absent, and on these occasions they
would pass a sociable evening together
in the great square kitchen, Kitty sitting
on one side intent upon her knitting,
4 L., f,,11x fo6 in n a
at her. lie succeeded in getting away
before the miller arrived, otherwise
there would have been scene.
Kitty" said her uncle one day, 81
have got to be away this evening; and
probably shall not be back before eleven
O'clock"
Ilitty's eyes sparkled- dare say my
readers may guess why.
81 have got to go over to town tel
miles distant, to see Squire Hayden. H'
owes me some money. So You will have
to pass the evening by yourself"
81 don't think shall feel lonely, un
cle," said Kitty, 81 shall be SO busy"
81 shall be at home as early as posi-
ble,'' said the miller.
Don't hurry yourself on my ac
count" said Kitty, innocently.
The miller went over to his work, AM
Kitty hastily scratched the following
note:
"Dear Harry Uncle has got to 6
away this evening, and thinks he shan
be back before eleven o'clock. Ihougt
you might like TO kRow. KITTY"
Folding this up, and directing il to he
lover, she called a little boy who wa
passing. "Do you waut TO earn three
cent piece?" she asked.
"Don / thoughr' was the reply
"young America"
'erhen carry this and give it to M
Billings, and mind you don't let anyb(
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03

ANOTHER HERoINE.-Ida Lewis, the
daughter of the keeper of Lime Rock
Light in Newport harbor, has suddenly
achieved all enviable and farreaching
fame. A short time since the noble
souled girl pulled her little boat out in
10 the harbor, in the midst of a heavy
squall, and by her single effort saved
two soldiers belonging to Fort Adams,
from drowning. And this is but one of
many similar deeds of courage. Spend
ing her days on bleak, wave-washed
rock, this Grace Darling OF America has
saved half as many lives as she is years
old, needless alike of exposure, storm
and danger. II is cheering to note how
her beautiful and modest hcroism is at
last meeting with its well-earned re-
cognition. The press all over the land
is echoing her praises with kindly and
encouraging words; the garrison at Fort
Adams are making up n purse OF three
hundred dollars the soldiers she saved
have presented her with a valuable
watch and chain; the citizens of New
port are building life boat for her and
substantial testimonials of esteem are
being sent her from all quarters.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03

VINO are the happyY Not they VINO
dressed in gaudy attire spend their life
i'm ballroom and theatre; it is not those
who possess great wealth and abund-
anco; it is not the pleasure seeker, but
it is those who don not posses wealth that
know true happiness, it is the child of
God,
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03

Not destroyed, betrayed, forgotten,
Kept twill be for many day,
And when mcmoryturus towards it,
Appreclativc thoughts ,CiH bear sway.
Blind not MySelf to actions
Which arc pure, ana true, and strong,
Discern the motive of the action,
And Mea thy song prOlong.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-07-03

A plucky girl in Jasper county In
diana, who, it is said, getting Tilted, iu-
stead of taking arsenic, took a stoutsticl
and licked the fellow handsom ly. lie
"came 10" and married her.