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The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
The Seals Affection for Its Young

A remarkable instance Of an animals
affection for its young is reported by a
California paper. An excursion party
from the mainland went to an island
eighty miles aw ~, and while there cap.
turcd a baby seal, which they put in their
boat to carry home as n pet for one of
the boys in the party. Shortly before
sailing q large seal was noticed SWIM
ming around the sloop anchored off the
cove where the capture was made, utter
ing loud barks, and at times bowling
p%iteously. No particular attention was
paid to the animal at the time, or to the
little captive, who at times barked in
response to the mothers plants. On
reaching the wharf a seal was again dis
covered swimming about the boat. 1t
was not supposed tnat this was the
mother. or out of pity the young one
would have been thrown overheard. To
better secure tho young seal, the rope
was taken from It's fin, and it was tied up
in a jute sack and let loose on the deck.
Soon after coming to anchor the young
seal responded to its mother by casting
itself ve@board. TIL, mother seized the
sack, and with her sharp te tn at once
tore it open, after which they both dis
appeared.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Not WALKING.

Jabe Mathis, of the Thirteenth Geor-
Sia, was a good soldier, but one day,
when the Confcderates were retreatlng
from the CORY field OF Gettysburg, Jabe
threw his musket on the ground, seated
himself by the roadside and exclaimed
with great vchcmcnce:
"Ill be dashed ii l walk another step.
I'm broken down! | can't do it" And
JADE was II picture of despair.
Get up, man." exclaimed his Cap
tain; don't you know the Yankees are
following us: THEY'LL get You surcw
Cant help it" said Jabe; ppm done
for. I1l not walk another STEP"
The Confcderates passed along over
the crest Of Il hill and lost sight Of poor,
detected JADE.
In a moment there was a fresh rattle
of musketry and q renewed crash of
shells. Suddenly Jabe appeared on the
crest OF the hill, moving like a hurricane
and followed by a cloud OF dust. As he
dashed past his Captain, that officer
yelled:
"Hello. Jabe, thought you wasn't go
ing to walk any more"
"Thunder." replied Jabc, as he hit the
dust with removed vigor, you don't call
this walking, do youI''-AiMn.n Cons,i-
tuition.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Uncle Davis in a Box.

An old farmer whose wrinkled face
and white hair were evidences that he
had passed a good many mile-posts on
the journey to the gave, drove up to a
grocery on Michigan avenue and hi,ched
his team. Some boys climbed up on his
load after he was out of sight. and in the
back end OF the wagon discovered a dead
snake about seven feet long. 1t was
flung to the ground and carried off to
frighten small boys and girls.
Purity chilly" said the farmer as he
entered the grocery.
eyes. What you got this morning2"
ooh, buttcr'n eggs and a few Eaters.
Say, l killed the biggest snake back here
by tho toll-gate you ever saw"
"Pshaw!"
"Well, l didl He was curled up be.
side a log, half frozen. and 1 laid him out
with a club. He's ten feet long if he's
an inch"
Come, come, Uncle Davis. It's get
ting too late in the year for snake stories.
How much butter b i've you gotg'
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
AN AUTH DAY.

Leaden skies and a lones ono shadow
Where Summer has passed with her
gorgeous train.
Snow on the mountain md FROST ON ira
meadow
a white face pressed to tho window pane.
"A cold mist falling, a bleak wind calling,
And oh! but life seems vain.
Nain is better than golden weather
when hearts nre chilled with a dumb
despair.
Dead leaves lie where they walkol to.ct',er;
The hammock is gone and the rustic clair.
Let bleak snow cover the whole world over,
1t will never again seem fair.
Why should tho beautiful, pas donate sum-
mcr
Always leave pain where hor 70 ,:s,eps
have trod,
Hope' that We're brought BY thi, trea heron,
Chilled like her ros,s, lay crushed on tho
Yet love deal with sorrow NAV spr;rp I'M
to morrow,
And bloom like tho -l"len of Col
lime laughs lightly ut youths sad '.ncvrr."
GUNNER shall como again smiling one
more:
ll'Sh DER the cold world the sun shines for
ever
Hearts that seem dial aro alive G.. the
core.
ph: but the pain of it! oh! but the cain Of
Aftor tho saa low; pass DER.
Ella Hstcelcr WiLcon
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Letter Mail Long Ago.

The interesting Post Museum at Berlin
has lately received noteworthy addition
in the shape Of a letter cover dating from
last century. The letter was sent from
Philadelphia to the great grand father of
the late posscssor of the cover. The
cover bears tho postmarks Of Philadol-
phia, London, Calais, Brussels, the
Hague, Amsterdam and Hamburg, so
that the route adopted in those days was
evidently a very circuitous one. The
date OF the m!ssive is between 1850 and
l73o, but the actual year cannot be de-
term;ned, as tie cover gives no date.
The cost of tran lmission was no less than
live thaiers-twclve settling of Meek
lenburg money, or eighteen mark ninety
p.Nnhit Of Sn,odern German money.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Didn't l kill no snakc:"
tt(f rnr,rSn r~A -

VI course nOt.'
didn t, ch' Well, I did. and what's
more l brought him along to show ;ust
sucn 'cllcrs as you. | knew you'd pooh
pooh me, but you just come out to the
wagin."
'Oh, you're too oil for this sort OF
lhing. How much for the cggs?"
You come along! When n man hints
mat | lie my honor is at stake. Come
right out"
The grocer followed him cut, ana
lnclc Davis climbed upon the hind
wncei and remarkcd: II may have
stretched the length a little, but I tell
you lie sa whop-"
me snake was gone. He looked up
ana down and around and pokcd over
the hay, but there was no whoppcr.
Tome, Uncle Davis. you'd better 90
down and see a doctor this morning."
soothlngly remarked the grocer.
L be blamed if | do, aid you 90 to
Halifay" replied the old man, and he
unhitchcl and drove off with his face
as rcd as a bcct.-Detroit FIRE Press.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
n Waiter.

College Man.-"What has become Of
Prcttyman, that nicc-!ooking lite fell
low who was in The class Just below you
at college,"
Second College Man.-'lh! l rcmcm-
Der; lie used to dress so cxquisitcly.
Well, as near as I can find out he is moth
ing more nor less than n waiter"
First College Man. -"You don't mean
it.. The idoa Of that little dude being
able to remember orders and carrying
dishes and food. I can hardly BE- icvc
it. Where does he waltz"
Second College Man.-'-At home"
First College Manu- don't quite
understand You. To put it more directly,
whom does he wait fore" -
Second College Man.--'IIe's waiting
Tor his girls father to die 80 that he can
marry. Her old MN will not permit
their marriage, so Prcttyman is waiting
tor that much-dcsired event. ST. PuW
GLone.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
BA

Give me the gold from Oft thy feir,
The rose upon thy ch eks that lies,
ihy singing voice that everywhere
Macs laughter in the trembling air,
Tho young joy i'll thine eyes"
what will you give to me. oh, say,
Thou gray old man with restless wings,
Tor loves enhancing morn Of of May,
For dawn and freshness of the day,
And life that leaps and sings!"
10! will maze thy footsteps slow
Across tho flowers that bend and wave:
And for thy gold will give thee snow,
And silence for thy laughter low,
Darknc 8, n grass-grown grave"
Boston TRANSCRIPT.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Healthy and Unhealthy Occupations.

The first place among healthy ocoupa-
tons Is hold by ministers of rel gion,
the death rate Of this class being o55.
Next we have gardeners and nursery
men, who stand at :.0J; farmers and cra-
zlers, 631; agricultural laborers. iO1;
schoolmasters, us; the other trades
which follow closely on these being gro
GERS, coal merchants, paper m~anufactur-
ers, lace and hosiery manufacturers,
whcelwrights, ship builders and ship.
wrlghts and coal miners. The figures
OF mortality of all these trades is under
ITO. On the other side, that of unhealthy
occupations, the first place is held by
the trades which are concerned in the
manufacture and distribution of intoxi-
cat ng drink, which, as is we'll known,
entail many temptations to use it to OK
cess. The list OF unhealthy occupations
is headed by the class of inn and hotel
str ants, whose figure mounts up to
2,2O5, being nearly double that of the
medical. profession. The highest place
next to them are held BY the
general laborers and costcr mon
gers, hawkcrs and street sellers, the
former class with 5000. and the latter
with 1879. 1t is probable that both are
largely made up OF broken men, the
wrecks of other callings. Innkcepers,
publicans, split, wine and beer dealers
follow with II figure of 1921 and brew
ers with 1861. In support of the belief
that thes. high rates OF mortality arc
chiefly due to alcoholic excess, DIR. OcIc
has compared with them the mortality
assigned to diseases of tho liver. the
organ through which sucu excess chiefly
declares itself, and has obtained results
which arc entirely in harmony with those
of the trade returns. Next to the trades
concerned with alcohol, the highest
rates arc furnished by occupation, which
involve the breathing of dust-other
than coal dust and especially of a sharp
and gritty character, or largely COM
posed of mineral matter; next. those in
which there is expo urc to lead poison
ing. as with plumbers, painters and file
makers. The earthenware manufacture
c:s. who are much exposed to mineral
dust, have a figure of l,742; filemakers,
who work upon a leaden cushion, reach
1867. and plumbers and painters, who
are also exposed to lead, reach 1901
Chumbero's journal.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Consistency.

He always stays SO late-that stupid Brown
half past ten. I know,
Last night before he took his hat
And Thought he'd better CO."
I thought SO too, but only said
Good night" and yawned behind my fan
And wondered how the other girls
Could entertain that sort Of man.
Three months later; same a same girl.
Don't hurry, Ed: 1t isn't late.
That clock is los too fast.
, It's only twelve; I'll let you stay
Till twenty minutes past,
f. SUlues.er. in Judge.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
He Knew.

The teacher of the Sunday-school class
was telling the little boys about tempta
tlon and showing how it sometimes came
in the mot attractive guisc. She uscd rs
an illustration the paw of n cat.
"Now," said she, ''you have all seen
the paw Of a cat. 1t is Is soft rs velvet.
isn't it,"
"Ycscmn!' from the class.
".And you have seen the paw of n
dogY"
"Yesem."
"Well. although the cats paw seems
like velvet, thee is, nevertheless, con-
cealed in it something that hurts. What
is it?"
No answer.
"Tho dog bites" said the teacher,
when he is in anger, but what does the
cat do"
Scratches, replied the boy.
Correct, , said the teacher, nodding
her head approvingly; NOW what has
the cat got that the dog hasn't?"
'Whiskers!" exclaimed a boy on the
back seat, and the litter that ran around
the class brought the lesson to an end
Boston Courier.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Not That Kind.

1--WE are welded now, my darling"
Said the husband to his bride,
And henceforth Wen go together
On LIES journey, side by side.
ave must bear each others burdens.
Help each other when we can,
And to make life happier, brighter,
Each must for the other plan.
"Let's begin this very morning
To start right is my desire-
You just get up now, my precious,
And construct the kitchen fire."
Sad, ah! sad, his disappointment
Courage oozed from every pore
When his sweet young bride RESPONDED
SAY! What do you take me forN"
SON srrltc Journ.L
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07

"Papa, what made you unite the dog
last nighta" asked Edith timidly ut the
brcakfa t table.
ITO protect the gate" replied the old
gentleman, sttrnly.
"I-I-don't believe he succeeded in
doing it, " she returned.
"Hcy? what DO you mcanY" and a
savage glare dartcd over the coffee pot.
"Why, the last I saw of Harry he was
taking II tremendous gait up the road,
and Thought, perhaps" the old mans
grcan was SO deep that she dcsisted.-
TILL Bits.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
Something Heavy to raise.

Farmer-"NWhat is it you say you call
that thing?"
Agcnt-"A patent jack, sir, for lifting
great weights, works with a screw and
lever, and with it you can raise any
thing, no matter how heavy"
Cant see what use it is to me-"
swell. suppo e you want to move that
barn, for instance, you"
1--WE got no cause fer to move that
barn."
"Well, anything, no matter what.
Give me something heavy to raise and |
will show you how it works."
Amt got anything of the kind, mis-
ter unless you want to try your hand on
the mort3nge."-Omdhn World.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07
OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
Sure Thing Either way-why the
Dog Failed-A Wniter-Somc-
thing Heavy to Raise-He
Know, &c, &c.

Husband tgoing fshing,-"Good we.
wiley, l won't come until late unless l
catch s~omcthing."
Wifc-''lf you don't come until late,
Hubby, you will be sure to catch some
thing, you hear me?"-Sit1iays.
The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, 1886-12-07

And here l was. with my old enemy
Tor an escort! From that far gone time
to the present l had never 8. en- nor heard
of the man, and he had long ago passed
entirely from my mind. Connover is a
common name in the army; or, at least,
| had happened to hit quite n number of
enlisted men Of that name; so I had not
connected the stout, dark proved,
stocky Sergeant with the fair-faced,
1.-the and youthful soldier who had
crossed my path at Smelling.
a hasty review of the whole thing
brought me to rather an unpleasant un-
Outstanding of the present situation.
That Connovcr still bole a grudge was
very evident; and it was equally evi.
dent that he meant to settle the account
between us on this trip. I could not
think there in the tent. It was too mar
row a space. I had arisen, and was upon
the point of passing out, with my pistol
IN my hand, when I heard a stealthy
footstep at the entrance. Without noise
| sprang into q front corner, and there
crouched down upon my saddle.
l had scarcely gained the position
when the flap was thrown aside and a
man looked in. All! just beyond the
IA o of the interloper was an opening at
the end Of the mountain, and I caught
his profile against a pitch. of clear sky.
1t was the hard, bronzcd face of John
Connover!
l held my pistol ready for instant use,
expecting every moment to see him lean
to the spread blankets. But he was
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The Butler weekly times., 1886-03-10

The Greatest horse breeding establish.
ment of American one of the many won-
dertul enterprises the great west is noted
for and which none favored with oppor-
tnnitv should pass seeing is the great
breeding establishment OF Da lawn own.
ed by M w Dunham at Wayne Ill. Is
miles from Chiago. His importations Of
percheron horses from France to date
have aggregated the immence sum Of 1.
600 600, and at the present time at o..
land 500 head OF he choicest specimens
OF thai race nearly all recorded with their
pedegress in the Percheron Stud book ot
France can be seen while on their Col
rado ranges age 1000 mares and q impor.
ted Percheron stallion In breeding.
The Butler weekly times., 1886-03-10

ture.
Betty, alone up IN the cuPola, was
all unconscious Of her danger until
the smell OF smoke sent her to ths
staircase. \ few steps down, and
she was confronted by the fire, which
shut off her passage completely.
With wild cry tor help, she rar
| upstairs again, and clambered OUT N
the root. Bue there was no help for
| her there. The barn was gabled
| and its slanungroot made ii impos
sible to take step without innedi-
ate danger.
They saw her below, and shout
| of agonised terror.
Down on her knees Betty drop
| ped.
"Oh, God, help me-" she pray
ed.
And then she heard a voice thai
had always carried comfort and Sc
curity to her heart.
"This way, Betty George
Knox cried.
And then his strong arms threw
about her a heavy horse-blanket,
whose wet folds protected her from
| the flames while he bore her through
! their midst down the fiery stairway
| a nd out in the cool night, where sh.
was safe once more.
Betty never knew how they made
that perilous escape, tor when she
came to herself, they told her g gorge
| could not see her.
He was horrioly burned-poor
| fellow i-and ravIng wildly.
Clarence de Vaux had vanished.
Public opinlon, condemning h'm tor
his base desertion of Betty in the
hour OF peril, had branded him a
coward, and he had left town in a
hurry.
1t was some weeks before George
Knox again opened his eyes con-
sciously on the world, and saw Bet =
ty wringlng out the soft linen cloths
that had cooled his burns and slowly
tempered the raging fever in his
head.
"Betty!'' he whispered. care
you sate?"
Eyes, DEAR" she answered with a
smile whose gladness George felt in
every part of his being. "You
saved me. Not a hair of my head
was hurt"
"Thank Heaven!" he SAID softly.
81 tried to spare you, Betty. I loved
you so!''
81 know you did," she said kneel-
ing down at his side and taking one
of his poor bandaged hands in hers {;
''and 81 loved you too, George,
though was not quite sure of it.
But l am now,' she added ten
derlv. "and, George dear. IT you
will take me now, l will marry you
whenever you like"
"Oh, Betty!" he cried. "My
darling, are YOU sure!"
She bent over him with a look
which there was no mistaking, and
then George felt the lips which he
had coveted pressed to his own in a
fond willing kiss.
eyes, dear" she answered, 81
am quite sure"
Mr.. Sprague's barn was in ashes,
but people said he was rich man
and could stand it.
He was very fond of George
Knox, to whom he looked for the
practical realization of all his own
brilliant schemes of agric culture and
when he heard that 1t was the ''barn
fire." as 1t was known afterwards,
which gave him his son.in-law, he
said it had paid.
The Butler weekly times., 1886-03-10
ToyE TO RESCUE.


so kind. and have got us all the
bouehs to decorate with. But YOU
mustn't tell anybody, George. Mr.
dc Vaux and / want 90 astonish the
natives to night"
1t was George Knox for whom
she opened the door OF the new barn,
that marvellous structure of MIR.
Sprague's, an outgrowth Of fancy
farming on large capital.
There IT stood, like palace OF
agriculture, painted pure white, with
latticed windows OF emerald-green,
and an airy observatory at the top,
surrnounted by gilded weather.
vane.
The barn had Just been finished
that summer, but the crops were all
in and halt threshed when Betty
made up her mind to have harvest
home. There was plenty OF room
for dancing IN the wide area between
the mows, when the farming imple-
ments and machinery were moved
out of the way.
"Walk IN. Mr.. Knox," said Clar-
ence de Vaux. with the air of one to
the manner born. '.Miss Betty and
l have been dong the decorative IN
side"
George WINGED at the constant as
socia,ion OF his name with Bettv's,
and looked jealousy at the glr's tair
face, which had never seemed farth-
er from him than now
"She will never care 70: me-"
George said gloomily, with a des-
perate look at his brown hands and
h"mely clothes, thrice ugly by con
trast with the dainty elegance Of
Clarence dc Vaux
He went INTO the barn marveling.
yet full of despair.
1t never occurred 10 him that h.
had any part in the beauty OF that in
terror, though he had loaned his
team and spent whole dav cutting
boughs and gathering flowers for
Betty at her command, without eve
knowing what she was gong to DO
with them.
doesn't it look prettv?" Betty
demanded, as they stood inside the
barn, and she took few giddy turns
with De Vaux over the we,l-waxed
floor. "This Is Mr. de Vaux's do
ing. He IS quite an artist, l assure
you."
"Ah, now, Miss Bettv!" cried
De Vaux, pulling his mustache.
"Spare my blushes!"
"lt looks beautiful" George SAID
simply.
And for . moment his honest eyes
shone with pleasure.
The scene was a very pretty one
All around the walls were arranged
impromptu seats; the walls were
hung with green boughs and autumn
leaves, with fruit and grain and farm
implements gaily decked with rib.
bons,
Chinese lanterns depended from
the rafters, and chandelier, mad,
of laths cleverlv nailed together, sup
ported hundred wax candles.
"You will have to be careful abou,
fre," suggested George mildly.
''With all that hay in the mows, the
least spark would make a blaze in a
minute"
"There won't be any danger, |
guess Betty said carelessly.
"Would you like to go up in the Gu
pola, George? There's a lovely
view from there. You can see
Ranke's hill and the mill-pond quite
plainly. Won't you come up, Mr..
de Vauxi"
,''No 1 thank you" De Vaux said
lazily. II am too tired for STAIRS.
II you'll excuse me Miss Betty, III
wait tor youbelow.'
a look of piqae came over Betty's
face, but she managed to hide 1t, and
went on up the staircase with
George.
There was lovely view up there,