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The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02
Mr.. Stephens Love Romance.

Amnog his pupils, when he kept
the high school at Madison, Ca, in
1888, was girl Of great beanty and
gentleness. With all the sincerity
and earnestness of q passionate and
refined nature, he, loved that girl.
But he was poor almost to panury.
The curse of i'll health, which had fol-
lowed him from his birth, cluug 10
him still. He was assured by medi-
cal advisers, and he believed that
death might come to him at any mo-
ment. He loved with an earnestness,
q loyalty, and an unselfish devotion
which few men know-loved with q
love which, in its tender intensity,
was almost womanish. But for more
than q score of years he kept his se-
cret TO himself. No human being
knew the cause of his ever.present
melancholy. Day by day and night
by night duriug that time at Madison
he pondeled over the affection which
he knew could bring him nothing bu.
sorrow, and ut last he determined to
resign his position and leave the
place. Years afterwards, in writing
TO his brother, be half drew the cur
tain that had concealed his sorrow.
and telling something of these days
at Madison, said further: II am
tempted TO tell you q secret. 1t is
the secret Of my life, and have new
or told it to any one, but will tell it
10 you, and / fear you will not
believe it, but it is true, and if you
have never suspected it, that shows
how true have been to myself in
keeping it,"
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02

A terribly fatal mistake was that
made by MIR. F. G. Noonan, of Kan
sas City, Mo. Mr.. N. and his wife
were awakened from a sound sleep by
a noise, at an early hour in the morn
ins. Supposing burglars to be in the
house, Noonan took revolver snd
went into the front room in the dark,
followed by his wife. She became
frightened, and threw her arms
around her husbands neck !; he, sup
posing himself assailed by burglar,
fred, killing her instantly. The Moo
mans are well-to do people who NOV
ed to Kansas City from Milwaukee q
few years ago, where Noonan was a
prominent merchant. He is q gradu.
ate of Yale College.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02
A Romance Of Two States.

The story of Miss Amila Linkhaw,
of Lumberton, who shot and killed
Ed. Hartman in the parlor of the ho.
tel in that town, was tried for her
life and acquitted on tue plea of tenn
porary insanity, is still fresh in the
minds Of the readers Of the Observer.
But the romance Of her life does not
end here, another and q pleasanter
incident having been added to q
career which began in love and ended
in tragrdy. During the period of her
confinement in the Jail at Lum5orton,
when the only companion she had
was her child, which was born after
the enactment of the tragedy, she re-
ceived many letters from sympathet-
ic persons in all parts of the country.
Among her correspondents was O
man named Lytle, who is represented
as custom house officer stationed at
Sullivan's Island near Charleston.
He became deeply interested in her
and wrote to repeatedly while she
was in prison. On the night the
trial was expected to Close, he was on
the island, and in attempting to reach
Charleston during the prevalence of
a severe storm, that he might hear at
the earliest possible moment whether
she was to live or die, he barely es-
capped being lost by the capsizing of
the boat. Alter the acquittal of Miss
Linkhew, the correspondence was
kept up, photographs were exchanged,
and proposal Of marriage was made
and accepted. A week. ago Miss
Linkhaw, accompanied by her Child
and one Of her sisters, lef: Lumberton
and proceeded to Florence, S. c.,
where she was met by Mr. Lytle and
the marriage ceremony was quietly
performed. The three, mother, child
and husband, then left for Mr.. Lit
ties home and here the story for the
presents, stops.- Charlotte Observer,
March "a.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02
Self Respect.

Always remember no one can de-
base you but yourself. Slauder, sa.
tire, falsehood, injustice-these can
never rob you of your manhood.
Aien may lie about you, they may de-
nounce you, they may cherish suspi-
cions manifold, they may make your
failing the target Of their wit and
cruelty; never be alarmed-never
swerve an inch from the line your
Judgment and conscience have mark
ed out for you. They cannot, BY
all their efforts, take away your
knowledge of yourself, and purity Of
your nature. While these are left,
you are, in point Of fact, unharmed.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02

ONE happy result of the upheaval
in Russia is said to be reconcilia-
tion between the Gear and Czarina.
Tho gratitude Of the former at his es-
cape from death was 30 great that he
addessed q communication to his wife
expressing regret at past misconduct,
and promising that in the future there
would be no occasion for scandals.
The Czarina's health is reported much
improved in consequence, and the
reconciled royal pair are preparing
for season Of retirement in the noun.
tains of the Austrian Tyrol.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02
pafernaI DELEGATES.

We learn that DR.. Atticus Hay
good, President Of Emory College
and Editor of the Wesleyan Aduo-
cate, and DR.. j. II. Carlisls, Presi.
dent of Wofford College, have been
appointed fraternal delegates from
the Southern Methodist Church to the
General Conference Of the Northern
Church, which meets in Cincinnati
In May.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02

A senior, after vainly trying TO ex-
plain some scientific theory TO his fair
inamorata, said: "The question is
difficult, and / don't see what / can
do to make it clearer" "Suppuse you
pop itr whispered the blushing dam
sci.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02

ELEVEN Of the seventeen daily
newspapers in Philadelphia are op-
posed to Grant; and twelve Of the
thirteen weeklies aro on the same
string.
The Orangeburg democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1879-1881, 1880-04-02
The Fence Law in the South.

Editor Oraaseb@"S DesasoooTSaass::
AS you have opened your columns
for the discussion Of the Fence Law,
I enclose an article from the Home
and Farm, which I think commends
itself to every intelligent farmer in
the county, and ask it's insertion.
ST. MATTHEWS.
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"A Noble Habit,

There are persons whom you can al
ways believe, because you know they
have the habit of telling the truth. They
do not "color story or enlarge bit
of news in order to make it sound fine or
remarkable. VI
There are others whom you hardly
know whether to believe or not, because
they " stretch things So. A triing in
cident grows in size, but not in sql1ality,
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Mammoth Trees in California.

A correspondent who has been visiting
the grove of big trees in Calaveras
County, CAL, writes as follows: I
It has always been SO difficult for me
to form any conception Of the size of the
mammoth trees from given figures, but
when I went into the grove and saw them
standing, and climbed twenty-six steep
steps to reach the upper side of a fallen
sequoya and became dizzy on looking
down to the ground realized their i'm
mense proportions one of the gentle
men of the party reached his, arms at
full length and it took eight measures to
span one of the smaller trees.
Visitors have the privilege Of naming
any of the big trees, and placing mar
BILE slab with the inscription thereon.
One noble great tree was called the
Mother," another the Father" the
"Tbree Graces,' Henry Ward
Beecher," General Grant" ETC., etc.
In this grove there are ninety-nine
trees within eighty acres. We took
horses and rode six miles to the "Son'
where we saw the largest tree III the
world, "Old Goliah." In this grove
there are thirteen hundred and eighty
trees, none measuring less than six feet
| in diameter. ss5sna Il d. .. sa saiENs
We rode our eight horses into the side
of one tree that had been burned out ;
the guide said there was room for ten
more. and we could well believe it, for
we did not take up one-third of the
room; and yet the fire had not affected
the life of the tree; there was enough
vitality to grow on unconcerned. In
this grove many Of the big trees were
named for States, which seemed more
appropriate.
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Nv.
Several months later I talked with the

Several months later T talked with the
writer of the above lines, in his " sane
tum," rs he frequently called it. I
found him shrewd Yankee who made
his paper simply lever to move other
matters to his benefit, and the 'tbest-
fixed" man ESQ he phrased it) in the
county. I questioned him some as to
Miss Esther's marriage.
She'd been goin' with the jackson
you speak Of, as you say" he answered.
But I'd knows there was any thin be
tween them. S'posin' there was; q wom-
an can't wait forever for o man to spit
it out, and he want mnch to wait for
anyway. guess he vaa honest ennuff
STAR Is that goes, Int mo great shakes,
as they say here he was always hitch
in on, to some onA Besides, Tom
that i, Thomas Jackson-got poor and
hadn't place for her, and in short i
was marry on go among Strangers.
Times was hard, and it had to come Il
what it did, though she hesitated -hesi.
tated more'n you could ask, perhaps.
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Who Took the Orphan.

"A boy about ten years of age, lame
and sickly, who had been living with his
mother in rooms in the city, found him
self alone in the world The lad was too
Ill to ride in the one poor carriage which
followed the body to the grave, yet no
one thought his condition serious After
the funeral number of persons gathered
in the poverty stricken room where he
lay weeping to see what disposition
could be made of him. fasd !, .qs. sg
IF he wasn't lame I'd take him into
my family" observed one of the men in
a tone that seemed to show he blamed
the boy for his misfortune. A'a a. +1i
"Well, it's awful hard, = sighed one of
the women, &c &c but I know he couldn't
get along with my children" ~. ..
; "Nor with mine" added a second.
eff I should take him, he'd run up
big doctors bill on me-" said man as
he filed his pipe. 55.is, sas.q sa
Each and every one had some excuse.
The boy heard them all without word,
but with quivering chin and eyes full OF
tears. Under one pretext and another
all slipped out, and left him alone,
promising to have another talk in the
morning. Perhaps, that. night before
they closed their eyes in sleep, some of
them thought of the poor lad lying in
the dreary room, alone and almost help
less, but if so none Of them went, near
him. Late in the morning woman
living on the same floor went in to see if
he might not want q bite to eat, and the
question of who should take care of him
was settled God had taken him. Hug
ged close to the wall, as if he feared the
midnight shadows, and with eye-lashes
yet wet, he was dead and cold, no longer
| burden to any one. The boy too lame
| to be taken care of on earth--too feeble
to earn the crusts that some one would
have given him, had home better than
the best. When they knew that he died
alone, women bent over him and wept.
When they lifted his wasted body from
the bed, mems consciences smote them
for their harsh words, but it! was too
late. He had gone from earth feeling
that there was no mercy in the human
heart Detroit Free Press.
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Life at the Summer Resorts.

A cynic who has lost both legs and can
not travel comfortably obliges us with
this interesting schedule of life at our
summer resorts. Newport Discussing
lawn-t tennis and being yourself discussed.
Saratoga Counting carbonic acid d-grains
and imagining that you are thirsty.
Coney Island-Leading every body else
to suppose that you are the only thirsty
man there. Ocean Grove-Dying Of
thirst Lake George--Longing to be
your thumb with. a geological hammer.
uninterruptedly for perch. White
a blanket. 90 Long Branch Gathering
freckles ON the beach. Trenton Falls
Making love on one leg in slippery
places. Adirondacks - Dodging deer
Cape May-Reading romances under an
Mount Desert Counting shadows on the
waters. Berkshire Hills-Reading Swim
burne and fleeing from cows. ,Nahant- -
Criticising the Boston Directory Co.
lumbia White Sulpher Springs-Plagu-
ing the poor Shakers. Watch Hill
Reading an old almanac in the umbrage-
GUS shade of wilted dandelion. Ston-
ington- Wondering how many babies you
would have to drive. over before one
would be missed. Pequot House-!Try
ing on white kid gloves and feeling wait
ers. Clifton Springs II Rescuing the
crutches of aged invalids from between
the legs of prancing youngsters. Barne-
gat- Constructing the barometer. Rock
away Weighing the chances Of death on
the home journey by railroad or steam
boat. Balston Spa-Wishing you had
gone to Saratoga. West Point-Rising
too late for guard counting and too early
for breakfast Harper's Ferry -Tum-
bling into unexpected bitches and maxi
ing list of the number of places at
which John Brown was hung. Putin
Bay-Catching crabs . in whale boats.
Oakland Retailing to Western girls the
New York wit of 1878. Stockbridge,
Massachusetts-M Making an impromptus
out of Lowell and Whittier for pretty lit
tie Russia leather albums. Rocky Point
Looking at the Falls over girls shoul-
der in mirror. Narragansett Pier
Pretending that you prefer it to Newport.
Asbury Park Reading folio lives Of
Bishops. Fire Island-Imagining your
self halfway to Europe and wishing you
had gone. further Shelter Island =
Looking forward to sermon on Sunday.
Little Mountain-Betting that the stage
will break down. Moosehead Lake
Hiring half-breeds for the luxury OF
nursing them through the incipient
stages of delirium tremens. Bethlehem,
Penn - Eating Moravian shortcake.
Watkins Glen Practising athletic exer.
cises for the benefit of your ewes,
Williamsport, Penn.-Broiled chicken.
! Orange Mountain House Enjoying the
responsibility of the other guests.
Schooley's Mountain Mixing patent
juleps while other people dance the
scottish. Maplewood Hall, Pittsfeld-
Driving away from it. . !, Cooperstown--
Quoting the .Leatherstocking' tales
out of a school reader, Greenwood Lake
-Picknicking on damp RATS The Isle
of Shoals-Ready "Lucy Larcom in 6
| water-p proof ulster. Budd's Lake, N. Y
-Tumbling overheard after historical
pike.-NeaO York World .., z,4.-.-s
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A Merry Heart.

I'd rather be poor and merry, says .
writer, than inherit the wealth Of the In
dies with a discontented spirit. A merry
heart, a cheerful spirit, from which
laughter swells up as naturally as bub-
BILE the springs of Saratoga, are worth all
the money bans, stocks and mortgages Of
the city. The man who laughs is doc
tor, with a diploma indorsed by the
school of Nature; his face does more
good In the sick room than pound of
powders or gallon Of bitter draughts.
If things go right he laughs, because he
is pleased; if things go wrong he laughs,
because it is better and cheaper than
crying. People are always glad to see
him, their hands instinctively go half
way to meet his grasp, while they turn
involuntarily from the clammy dyspeptic,
who speaks in the groaning key. He
laughs you out of your faults, while you
never dream of being offended with him,
and you never know what a pleasant
world you are living in until he points
out the sunny streaks on its pathway.
Who can help loving the whole-souled,
genial laugher? Not the bufoon, nor
the man who classes noise with mirth,
but the CHEEKY contented man of sense
and mind! A good-natured laugh is the
key in all breasts. The truth is that the
people like to be laughed at in a genial
sort of a way. If you are making your
self ridiculous, you want to be told of it
in pleasing manner, not sneered at
And it is astonishing how frankly the
laughing population can talk without
treading on the toes of their neighbors.
Why will the people put on long faces,
when it is so much easier and pleasanter
to laugh? Tears come to US unsought
and unbidden. The wisest art in life is
to cultivate smiles, and to find the flowers
where others shrink away for fear of the
thorn,
The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1880-08-26
drawing round, sweet notes the length
of his bow-''Yes, I'm dogoned sorry,
but she knows mel"
I'LL,

There should have been an answer to
the letter in about two weeks if she was
like other women. But two, yes, three
weeks and more passed by without q
word The fire died out On our hearth,
as the hot summer came on swiftly, and
was not renewed. March surrounded
us and revealed wonders to the limited
New England experience which barely
becomes acquainted with the sun Of the
extreme Southern States. April came
and, going out into the past, left thirty
perfect days behind Lower Texas
bedecked in suit of green, not laid on
as a remnant, but with lavishness al
most wasteful, smiled in your face at
first and then laughed aloud, her notes
of Joy bubbling from thousand throats.
Animal life, concealed before, crept out
and basked on the glaring stones. The air
was in a constant hum, unnoticed by
some, but intense to those whose ears
were attuned to it. The very earth at
our feet seemed to throb with Life
1t was Just opening May when 1 came
from the postofice one evening and laid
down before jackson the letter he
had mailed weeks before. It came from
the Dead Letter Office-that morgue of
SO many hopes-and in the same mail
was a paper from what had been his
home town, together with letters for my
self. He was playing on his violin when
/ came In, but stopped at once. = ~
I do not think that at first he felt SO
deeply sorry that it had miscarried as I
did, but he was perple1ed all the even
ing long, and could not understand why
the letter had not reached her. He sat
several hours turning the letter over and
over, noting the different post marks,
but not offering to re-read what he had
written, and evidently trying hard to
grasp the situation fully. He gave a
deep sigh at last, and, without getting
up from his chair, laid the letter by,
though still i'm sight BE then took the
home paper and scanned its meager col
umns carelessly, looking first, as one
aways from his former home does, at the
list of deaths and marriages. They were
few and of no special interest to him
but as he glanced over another column,
devoted for the most part to small town
talk, he must have seen this paragraph,
for he fell forward on his face like one
about to die if not already dead, crush
ing his violin beneath him, its deep
moan joining discordantly with the
mocking hoot Of the screech-owl far out
in the darkness.
We regret to learn just as we go to press to-
day that Mrs. Henry T. Goodwel, wife of our
esteemed townsman of that name, died last
night after brief illness Of three days. The
circumstances Of her death were peculiarly
painful and most distressing Mrs. Goodweil
has been married less than q year, and will be
remembered by many of our readers as Miss
Esther Barton, who lived until she was mar
ried at the home Of Thomas jackson, brother
lovely woman, and the grim destroyer has in
deed smote heavily. Our heartfelt sympathies
are with the husband in this bis dire extremity:
bis hour of trial fi2 l-=tH ftl z
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All About George Eliot's Husband.

Mr.. John Cross is an excellent man Of
forty-two years, rich, and an old and de-
voted friend of the Leweses Mr.. Lewes
was very fond Of him. He lived close by
the Leweses' country place, and came in
and out like an attached relation. He
admired Mrs. Lewes profoundly, and
always said he would do any thing in the
world for her. He is not an intellectual
companion, like Mr.. LIE ves, but strong,
solid, reliable man, who gives you at
once a sense of confidence, a thorough,
reliable, kind, upright, steadfast mana
thorough support; such man as any
woman would be thankful to have near
her as a constant and devoted friend.
Nothing is more wise and more happy
than that such an Invaluable friend
should be allowed to supply the daily
care and affectionate companionship
which his admiration and his affection
both made him long to give. And Mrs.
Lewes is not the woman, with her tender
and yielding nature ESQ unconsciously
sketched in Maggie Tulliver and Doro.
thea), to resist the soothing support Of
such devoted Affection WOman's Jour
nal
The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1880-08-26
How Swinburne Bored Browning.

Swinburneis a warm admirer of Brown
ing; Browning q qualified admirer Of
Swinburne The elder poet once met
the younger at q railroad station, and
shook his umbrella at him, exclaiming:
"Ah, you foolish boy, why will you de-
grade such splendid talent?" IF the
truth must be told, this is but modified
version of Browning's actual words,
which we're rather too strong for print.
One day Swinburne called on Browning,
who received him courteously, and bade
him be seated, much marveling the while
stool The mystery was soon cleared up,
Brownings feet and sat himself there
upon. He could not arrogate equality
with master of the divine art; his sole
ing was profoundly bored, and in mortal
fear that somebody might call and be-
come a spectator of the interview. He
stand that the latter would not bulge for
an intruder. 1t speaks volumes for
Browning's urbanity that he conversed
patiently and composedly with the erratic
one for the space of an hour; then-for
Ao nlu ooAAC An0A WILL uOt
take hint-his nerves gave way. "And
now," said the host, ''you must forgive
me, for I have an appointment, and must
CO." Swinburne took up his stool and
preceded Browning down stairs. In the
hall he observed that he had special
favor to ask. Browning assured him he
would do anything in his power to be of
service to him. Swinburne replied: 'It
is that you would allow me to sit at your
feet another five minutes" !" The tone was
one of imperturbable gravity. Brown
ing assented, and the pair walked up
stairs again. Swinburne carefully re-
placed his foot-stool and sat out the full
five minutes, but, to do him justice, nc
longer. Browning's face, when his
guest had finally departed, must have
been a study.
| 'Ten me whom you admire, and ]
will tell you what you are," would be az
good variation of the we'll worn proverb
as any other. The god of Mr.. Swim
burne's idolatry is Victor Hugo, to whom
he indites q sonnet about once month
The great Frenchman reads them all
imagining that he understands English.
And perhaps the language of enraptured
alteration is pretty generally compre-
hended by the person who is the object
of it. Victor Hugo, on the other hand
considers Swinburne the first of living
English lyrists. ts.-London Truth.