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J. & RT E. BEST, WITH HEIfRV 80NNEB0R1V & CO., WHOLESALE CLOTHIERS. 20 Hanover Street, (between German and lombnrd Streets,) BALTIMORE, MD. H. BONNKBO N, B. ULIMLINK. WILSON, BURNS ti CO., WHOLESALE UROCBRS AND COMMIS SION MERCHANTS. So S Howard street, cornet 1 of Lombard; BALTIMORE. We keep constantly on band a large and well assorted stock of Groceries—suitable for Southern and Western trude. Wc solicit con signments of Country Produce—such as Cot ton; feathers; Ginseng; Beeswax; Wool; Dried Fruit; Fun; Skins, etc. Our facilities for do ing businessare such as to warrant quick sales and prompt returns. All orders will hare our prompt attention. 43-ly. MY RUSSIAN BISHOP. "Keep her steady, Mae., and tell Brown, in the engine-room, to stick to her present rate of Bpeed. Seven knote, all things considered, is dtfoent going, even down stream, dn one of these Rus sian rivers; and then we are in duty bound, jfan Iftnw, to economize the com pany's firewood, cheap as it is." "Ay, ay, Oaptaia Burton;" cheerfully responded my tall, raw-boned first officer, entering with national alacrity into a question of thrift. Macgregor, chief mate, and Brown, chief engineer, were, with myself, John Barton by name, the only three English men on board the Fair Helen, a tine steamer, of light draught, but consider able engine-power, belonging to the Anglo-Russian Steam Navigation Com pany, and" built expressly for service on the Dnieper. We were pretty far to the north just then, in the government of Mohilew, where tbe great river first be comes navigable for anything bigger tban a skiff or a flatboat, and were com iog down now with a string of rafts in tow. Maogregor left me on bis round of inspection, but I, who bad just tben no call of duty, remained idly leaning against the taffrail, and gazing, now at the summer sky of greenish blue, now at the swampy and reed grown shores, where herds of black buffaloes and flocks of sickly sheep browsed on the rank grass, and once again at the brown wa ters of the sluggish Borystbenes, now swollen by recent rain. Astern of the steamer was the long array of rafts which we were towing, composed of tim ber, cut down in the forests farther north, which forms a valuable article of export to the more pastoral and treeless south of Russia. Most of these rafts bad shells or hovels built upon them, to screen the laborers from sun and rain ; and at the edge of each some half-dozen men, with long poles in their hands, kept watch, in case the olumsy craft should ground among the shallows and tnud-banks. I had now spent over two years in Russia, and had acquired some little knowledge of the country, and, what was harder, a tolerable smattering of its very difficult language, while there were those who regarded me as singularly lucky in having been appointed, young as I was, to the command of the Fair Helen. The duties, however, incum bent on me as skipper of a river steam boat in Russia, were not much to my inclination, and I believe I should have long since resigned my post and gone back to blue water and a sailor's life, had it Dot been that I fell in love, and that my love was returned. Pretty Annie Clements, only child of the English manager of Prince Demi doff's paper mills at Mohilew, was the enchantress whose bright eyes detained me in Russia, and only two months had elapsed since our troth-plight bad re ceived the sanction of Annie's father. Mr. Clements, who bad from his youth up filled lucrative positions in the Czar's dominion, and had saved money, was a good type of a class of Englishmen who may bo described as Anglo-Russians. His industry and business habits bad given him a marked superiority over the people among whom he dwelt; but at the same time ho was imbued with an almost superstitious respect for the gov ernment under which be had long lived, and for every abuse and every freak of administrative tyranny on the part of the higher powers. "This must bo Dykbow!" said I, starting from my reverie, as I caught sight of the copper-coated cupola of the Church of St. Michrel, overtopping the wooden roofs of the tiny town; "but what have we here 7" I added, as a boat put off from the wharf and was soon alongside the steamer, which had slack ened speed in obedieuee to a signal from the shore. "Why, it is a bishop !" And, indeed, the moat prominent per sonage of the group wh'.ch presently boarded us was, to judge by his garb and mien, a prelate of the Russian Church He wore gracefully flowing robes, of al most oriental aspeot, and the quaint mitre, with its narrow edging of purple and gold, which distinguishes a Musco vite bishop. Behind him came three attendants—bis chaplain, his eroeier bearer, and another, who tinkled a little silver bellat the sound of which our Ruseian sailors and deokmen dropped upon their knees, and struggled with ono DANBURY, N. C., THURSDAY, JULY 18, 1878. another who should be tho first to kiss the bishop's ungloved hand, on whioh glistened a great qwethyst ring. I found the bishop, wbo was a young man, not more than two years older than myself, very urbane and affable. He spoke French, and German too, fluently, and was in tone and a cit izen* of the world. Tbe bishop's business with me was soon stated. He wanted a passage to the city of Kiew for himself and at tendants ; and also for a party of eccle- , siastical students from the great monas- j tery of Glinka, who were bound for tbe j same place, to solemnly within tbe pale of the Russo-Greek : priesthood by tbe Aiehbishop of K>ew. There were, moreover, some three or four nuns, who desired to avail them- { selves of the same opportunity for re- ' turning to their abbey. At first I was somewhat puzzled. Truth to tell, the vessels of the Anglo- j Russian Navigation' Company did very little business in the passenger carrying line. By towing, by the transport of light goods, and so forth, we earned a decent dividend ; but although we bad | an elaborate printed tariff of charges, | "the neat private cabins," and "saloon" for first-class passengers, had come to | bo sadly conspiouous by their abscnoe j However, the bishop, with his easy way, made things pleasant. Russians, he , said with truth, needed, in fine weather, j but scanty accommodation. Students, nuns, and himself, could rough it, only | thankful for a speedy journey. And the payment he would leave to me to appor- I tion. "A compliment," added the prelate, with a laugh and a shrug, "which I as sure you, captain, I would not offer to my own countrymen. But you English have a conscience." I did not forfeit the national reputa tion for fair dealing, by charging his worthiness —for such I believo to be the correct designation of a Muscovite bish op—too much for tho meager comfort which I was able on board the Fair Helen to supply to this clerical compa ny. We set to work with hammer and saw, and as all sailors, even Russian fresh-water mariners, are handy fellows, we soon knocked up some rough cabins for the nuns, while I gave up my own quarters to the bishop. As for the stu dents, the weather was fine, and a set of hardy young fellows might surely make shift to keep the deck. There were, as it turned out, four nuns, two of them being tall, burly Tsvorniks, of that she-grenadier aspect so common among the Russian peasant women who take vows, and the other two, slight, delicato io manners and ap pearance, and unmistakably ladies. There were twenty-three students, well grown lads enough, but apparently shy and ill at case, and who huddled togeth er in a mob when brought on board, and stunned conversation. Nor was the nuns very communicative; but the bishop, who was a fluent and agreeable talker, made amends for the taciturnity of the rest. At Stostilza, where we stopped to take in firewood, and where the overseers of the rafts went ashore to hire fresh la borers in the room of a dozen fever stricken wretches on whom the miasma of the muddy river bad done its worki and who had been left behind at Byk how, a sad procession went by the wharf alongside of which the steamer lay. This consisted of some thirty politioal prison ers, Poles, as we were told, implicated in an abortivo revolt near Minsk, and now on their vray to Siberia. They were of all ranks and j some with delicate hands and faces that told of oulture and refinement j others who showed tho marks of honest toil; but all bore them selves with a certain air of quiet chgnity whioh seemed to impress even the half savage Cossacks who guarded them. There was something in the proud en durance of the oaptive* which touched me. They were in chains, their clothes were worn and raggod. Their faces were wan with the privations of a Russian prison, and all wero footsore and weary. Yet it was impossible not to admire the patient courage of their demeanor. "Bah! they »re not of our oentury, these Poles," said the bishop, taking a pinob of snnff snd offering to me the gilt box with suave courtesy. "They saorifice themselves for a dream." We were a long timo at StostizU, for the overseer's new hands wcro hard to I CMS away front the w>dfca shapa, thoagh ; when 4h«y did arrive they certainly turned out f be fifteen as strapping fal lows aa I had eve* seen ; sen, too, who walked with the steady step of old sol diers, Of this, however, aince conscrip tion passes half (he peasantry through j the racks, I. thought little, but gave I otd«M to oaat off the Moorings, get up a fuller head of steam, to make up for k>at time, and push on to Hogacaew, our next halting-place. Four verata down the ' river, I caught tbe gleam, among the tall reeds of tbe bunk, of Goaaack lance- I points, and aoen, rounding a head-land, deseed the kafila of prisoners. These latter" niarobed but slowly, aod their mounted guards, under the orders of an officer in green uniform—a major, as I guessed, by bis medals and the glitter of bis epaulettes, were driving them on > with blows and throats. Just as we came abreast of the captives. I heard tbe overseer of the rafts shouting hoarsely orders which Beemed worse than useless, for by some mismanagement of the poles, the raftsmen had grounded one of tbe ! cumbrous structures on a Band bank. ' Tbo tough tow-ropo jerked and creaked "Stop ber, there below —referee en gine 1" I called ont; but scarcely had I done so before, to my utter amazement, tbe traveling bishop drew from beneath his purple hemmed cassock a silver whistle, and blew a long, shrill note. The effect of this signal eall was magical in its rapidity. Wading waist deep in the water, the raftworkers whom we bed taken in at Stostizta hurried to shore, scrambled up the slippery bank, and rushed like eo many tigefs upon the es cort that guarded tbe prisoners. "Ha! traitors! Out the villiaM down !" thundered the Russian major, whisking out his sabre and aiming a heavy stroke at tho first assailant who reached bim ; but a cudgel parried the blow, and in lees time than it takes to tell it, the offiocr was disarmed and dragged from his saddle. Of the nine eight wero dismounted and bound without serious resistance, but the ninth eluded the hands that clutched at bis bridle, fired, wounding (he man nearest to bin, and wheeling his sbaggy steed, rode off at a gallop, pursued by • storm of pistol-balls and ourses. "Help! captain! cap " -gurgled in choking accents a well known voice ; and I looked around to see Maegregor vainly struggling in the grasp of three ecclesiastical students, one of whom held him by the throat. Another of these interesting neophytes was pressing the musile of a revolver to the forehead of the scared helmsman ; while five or six had found their way to the engine-room, to judge by the soands of scuffling that proceeded fro® the hatchway. "Secure him !" cried the false bishop, pointing to me, and three young fellows, all well armed, and all with their black robes disordered end revealing the very scoular garb which they wore beneath, rushed upon me. Bewildered as I was, the English instinct of giving as good as I got, prompted me. One antagonist, stunned by a well-directed blow, dropped like an ox beneath tho pole axe ; a seo. ond was tripped up, and the pistol taken from his grasp; but then a flash of blinding fire glared before my eyes, and next all grew black and hushed and quiet, and the very world seemed to Bwio> stray from-me as I fainted. When I regained my senses it was night. The stars were twinkling above us, and the wash and ripple of the river were the first sounds which reached my dulled ear*. How my head aobed ! The throbbing pain it oooasioned me made me try ta lift my haade to my brow; bat I eould not stir. I was bound and help leaa, and aloud. "Is it you, Captain Burton ?" said ■ lugubrioM MM aaar ax "Deed, then, but I'm gM to baar ye apart, it is that way, for I tkech ye were deai." "What has happenW, Watf V I asked feebly. "Can you not lelp trie get up ? Who boarded u§—pirates, or—" "Nae pirates, captain," interrupted the mate. "The job's a poloetical one, nae doubt; and Stmrpe himself was a saint to yon fanse-tongued loon o* a bishop, as he ea'ed himself, tho ringleader o' the gang. And as for helbing ye, laddie, how can 1 do it, toeing I lie here, tied neek and heels, like • calf tor the sham bles? Brown, and the fireman, and th* rest of the crew, are in iroo»tbelow, with the batohaa battened down over them. The overseer and the raft-labor era have ran off, frightened, pair ehieb, oat o' their wits, and the major and bia Cossack reivers are about aa oomfortable, Captain Burton, as oursells. Our beet hope is in the coming o-' the police/-' But, alas! whea the polioe and mili tary, in the gray dawn, came lagging up in obedience to the BUUDODS of the sol itary Cosaaok wbo had ridden off un harmed, we found that freia the Polish frying-pan we had been promoted to the Russian fire. The majory-who had pass ed some hours in impatient durance, tied to a willow tree, with a gag between bia teeth, and a oord around his wrists, ac tually foamed with rage when we were haatled into bia presenoe. "But for your help, English bounds," he reiterated, "yonder rebel scum could not have interfered with the Emperor's justice. Prisoners-have been reacued, loyal soldiers have been bruised, dis armed, and deprived of their horses. I myself Here, corporal, take the scoundrels away. Tbey shall suffer for the success of their rascally accom plices." Macgrcgor and Brown, being able to walk, were sent off to Kiew, each with his right wrist chained to tbe stirrup leather of a mounted policeman, while I, on account of the weakness caused by a severe blow on the head inflicted with the butt.-end of a pistol, was conveyed in a jolting country cart to Tohernigov, where I was duly lodged in prison. Very bitter were my reflections as I lay on my bard pallet-bed, watching tbo scanty sunbeams that played upon tbe barred window of my cell, and listening to tbe shrill squeaks and pattering feet of rats distressingly tame, that haunted the jail. What was Itodo ? My em ployers would probably supersede me as comniander of the Fair Helen Of Si beria I had no serious fsar, but a long imprisonment might end only in expul sion from Russia. Annie was lost to me. I knew the rooted prejudices of her father too well to believe that he would ever accept a son-in-law who had con spired against'the imperial authorities And who was to pursuade Mr. Clements that I was blameless in the matter ? I could fancy him in his arm-chair, sto lidly declaring, in reply to Annie's pleadings onr behalf, that there was no smoke without fire, aod that as I had made my bed, so I must lie. And so weeks went by. "Mr Burton, or Captain Burton, you are free!" It was an officer of rank who spoke, pleasantly enough, tapping his boots with his gold-mounted riding whip as he sU*)d on the damp stone floor of my cell, with the door open behind him, admitting welcome air and dayljght. "Your innocence, and that of the other British subjects confined at Kiew, has been at last fully proved by tbe confes sion of the principal rebel, Count De metrius Sobietki, wounded and taken at Wilna. Ab, I see you do not kpow of whom I talk. Well, he was your pas senger." "The bishop f" I asked, half stupe fiud with wonder. "Yes, the bishop," replied the general with • laugh. "The students and the last batch of raft-laborers being, all of them, dirbanded Polish soldiers, who were willing to risk their lives for the resoue of the Minsk prisoners; an ex ploit in whioh they succeeded only too completely. As for tho nuns, two of them were men in female apparel, and the other two wore simply Polish ladies of noble birth, whose husbands were among the exiles, and who were resolved to aid in their deliverance, or to follow them to Irkutsk. Your vessel, the Fair Helen, you will find at Kiew, with your mate and engineer on board of her. And now, Mr. Burton, it only remains for me, on the part of the government, to express oar regreU, &o." Annie and I are married, years since, and I command a ship of which I am part owner; but we do not live within the rango of groen-and-white frontier posts, that mark tho Czar's dominions. Religioe is the tie (bat connects man with his Craator, and kolds him to His throne. If that tie is sundered or broken, he floats away a worthless stom in ihe universe—its proper attractions all pone, its destiny thwarted, and its whole in turenothihg but darkness, desolation and death — Daniel Webster. The man who Is honett from policy needs as muob watching as a hive of bees just rrtdy to swarm. Make yomelf necessary, youßg man, and your success is u-uitaiu. NUMBER 6. A Word in Season. Kilstein, a pious German minister, once heard a laboring man use the most awful curses sod impreostions in a fit of passion, without reproving him for it. This so troubled him that he eould scarcely sleep the following night. In the morning he arose early, soon saw the man coming along, and addressed him as follows : "My friend, it is you I am waiting to see." ''You are mistaken," replied the man, "you have never seen me before." "Yes, 1 saw you yesterday," said Kil stein, "whilst returning froa> your work, and heard you praying." "What! heard me pray?" said the man, "I am sure now that you are mis taken, for I never prayed in my life." "And yet," calmly but earnestly re plied the minister, "If God had heard your prayer, you would not be here, but in hell; for I heard you beseeching God that he might strike you with blindness and condemn you into hell fire." The man turned pale and tremblingly said : "Dear sir, do you call this prayer 1 Yes, it is true, I did that very thing." "Now, my friend," continued Kilstein, "as you acknowledge it, it is my duty to beseech you to seek with the same earn estness the salvation of your soul have hitherto its damnation, and I will pray to God that he will have mercy upon you." From this time the man regularly at tended upon the ministry of Kilstein, and ere long was brought in humble re pentance to Christ as a true believer. "A word in season," how good it is. "Be instant in season and out of season ; rebuke, reprove, exhort, with all long suffering and patience." Proverbs for Subscribers. A wise son maketh a glad father, and a prompt-paying subscriber causeth an editor much JO7. 'Folly is a joy that is destitute of wis dom, but delinquent subscribers causo suffering in the house of a newspaper maker. All the ways of man are clear in his own eyes, except the way the delinquent subscriber has in not paying for his newspaper. Better is a little with righteousness than a thousand subscribers who cheat the printer. Better is the poor man that walketh in integrity, and pays his subscription, than the rich man who prefers to owe the printer. Judgments are prepared for scomers, stripes for the backs of fools, and lasting punishment for him who payeth not for his newspaper. Hope deferred maketh the heart sick, is a proverb sadly realized by the pub lisher who sends out his bills. A righteous man hateth lying, hence a publisher waxcth wroth against a sub scriber who promises to call and settle on the morrow and calleth not. Bheep. "Mr. Mechi, the famous scientific far mer of England, estimates that fifteen hundred sheep folded on an acre oi land for twenty-four hours, or one hundred sheep for fifteen days, would manure the soil sufficiently to carry it through a four years' rotation."— Exchange. This is worth considering. There are men, and thousands of them at that, who are determined to have protection for sheep if it be possible from the ravages of the useless and expensive dogs. The Legislators may make up their minds to be besieged on the subject. The value of the sheep is great, and as a fertilizing agent beats our of sight compost heaps and fertilizing machinery. Think of it: 6ne hundred sheep penned on an acre of land for fifteen days are equal to tho richest manuring that will last for four years.— Carolina Farmer. Sensible Sentences. Pills may sometimes fail to aot on the liver, but sawing wood never will. Anger always hurls us more than the one we get tnad at About an low down as a man can get and not spoil is to live on bis wife's re putation. 1 don't bet on prccooious children, the huckleberry that ripens quickest is tho quickest to decay. Everybody seems to think himself a moral bushel to measure the world's frailties. Wben you strike oil, stop boring. Many a man haß bored clean through and let the oil out at the bottom. Next in point of meanness to doing an injury, is to do a man a favor, and every now and then remind him of it.
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