The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1876-06-22

auction. NOW alnt grass an agrl~
cultural production, en- don't he eat
grass and YARDS and cocoanuts, and
amt them agricultural productions;
and ain't he stuffed with hay, and
amt that an agricultural production;
in course it is." And so he walked
away. Locke himself never arrived
at as logical sequence.
AS you enter the south door, you
realize the difference between the
building you are in, and all you have
seen before. On the left hand, as if
guarding the portals, is the wine OK.
hibit of Sohnlien of Rhiems. Monster
bottles crown the gates, such as the
Ttans might have used millions of
years before the present pigmy race
was thought of. What mighty
draughts these pondorous bottles sug-
gest- down throats like rolling riv-
ers, and into stomachs like bound
less seas-they seem to tell of ex
haustlcss plenty which laughs to scorn
all thoughts Of economy or thrift,
and cries out, "Drink again, drink
again, and keep on drinking till
doomsday rings. You can never,
drink me dry" and reminding you
of the old drinking song,
"Oh that a Dutchman's draught might be,
Deep as the rolling Zuyder Zee"
That there may be no partially in
the way Of drinks, while the left por-
tai is guarded by Rhenish wine, the
right is hanked' by good old Irish
whi 'key-whore it stands whole
somo warning to all crusaders, and a
fountain Of delight to all lovers of
mountain dew. Usquabaugh and all
those delectaGlo compounds, against
which Father Matthew launched the
Anethcma Marinath. Passing un-
schalhed between this Scylla and
CharybdiS, you find yourself cou-
tronted by number of cases sugges>
tive of temperance and good cheer.
Yon have eluded the god of wine,
and the demon of chocolate, and Co.
Goa, and extract of coffee, and all
sorts of pleasant drinks which cheer
but not inebrlato. But here is a
case that demands something more
than passing notice-not because
it is 80 pretentions, but because it
represents firm of whom | may say,
as said last week of Great Britain,
with slight difference, of course
on whose pickles the sun never sets,
and whose preserved meats are
known around the world. This is the
case OF Crosse and Blackwell, the
great picklers and preservers of Lon~
don. say great, using the term in
the sense that kings and queens are
great, for they arc kings, queens,
emperors, autocrats in the universal
empire of pickles and preserves
How dainty and how toothsome those
bottles and packages look, and now,
as the attendant opens the door to
display some articles Of goods, catch
the rich fragrance of the vinegar,
which is equal in perfume to the rose
Of Sharon or the lily of the valley.
1t would be impossible to describe
the number of articles exhibited in
their exquisite case, or to speak in
too high commentator Of their ex,
cellent arrangement. 1t is a splen-
did exhibit worthy Of the Great Gems
tennial Exhibition, worthy of the
great house it represents, and espe-
cially fortunate in it's representative,
Mr.. Bell, who ably sustains the cred
it and honor of the firm of Crosse
and Blackwell. A little to the left,
after ruuniag the gauntlet of bottles,
kegs and demijohns, we come to u
very fine exhibit of varied industries
from Japan, aud here let me say, that
two Nations loom up in this Exhibi.
tion in a manner that will give them
status before the world which they