THE ORPHANS’ FRIEND.
September 1, ISIS.
TINlf TOKKI¥S.
TIio murimir of a watcrtall
A iiiih away,
Tlie rastli' wlicn a rulfiti lights
Uj«)n a spray,
Tho lapping «>! n. lowlaixl stream
On dipping boughs,
Thtt sound of graEing from a herd
Of gentle cows,
Tho echo from a wooded liill
Of cuckoo's call,
The ([uiver through the meadow grass
At evening fall —
Too subtle are these hannonios
Tor pen and rulo+
Such music is not understood
By any school;
But wlion tho brain is overwrought
It hath a spell,
Beyond all human skill and power.
To make it well.
BETTER THAW GOLD.
Better than gold is a thinking mind
That in the realm of books can find
A trea-sdr'e surpassing Auatraian ore,
And live with the great and good of yore.
Tlio sago’s lore and the port’s lay,
The glories of empires past away;
The world’s great drama will thus unfold
And yield a plesaiiro better than gold.
Better than gold is .a peaceful home,
%Vbcrc all the fireside charities coino;
The shrine of love and the heaven of life,
Hiilowod by mother, or sister or wife.
However humble the homermay bo,
Or tried by g«>rrow with Iloaven’a decree,
The blessings that never are bought or sold,
And eentre there, are Iwtter than gold.
Ridiardton's Weekly.
From the Hovel to Heaven.
How many babes bom amid
eaftbly vice and misery linve
made that happy exchange! It
is the Father's mercy. The Do
troit free Press, bearing witness
against the inliuman parents who
■give their children being only td
.neglect tliem, selects a single
ssBSno of infant death in the liauntg
,rif wretchedness, and expands the
picture:
Yesterday morning some people
living on Macomb Street entered
a house to find father and motlief
hea.stly drunk on the floor; and
their child, a boy four years old,
dead in liis cradle. The parents
looked like boasts. The ciiild
wore the sweetest, tcuderost smile
on its white face tliat any of tlican
e .'ev saw. It liad been ailing
for days, and its brief life had
been full of bitter woo, but yet
tile Women cried as they bout
over tho old cradle, and Ws.scd
its cold cheeks and felt of its icy
hands.
Father and mother lay dowm
at dark the evening before, and
people passing by heard the ciiild
crying and wailing. It was too
weak to crawl out of the cradle,
and its voice was not strong
enough to break tho chains of
drunken stupor. When tlio sun
went down and tlie evening sliad-
ows danced across tlio floor, and
seemed to grasp at him, tho hoy
grow afraid and cried out. 1 he
shadows came faster, and as they
raced around the room ,and scowl
ed darkly at tho child, he nestled
down and drew the ragged blan
ket over his liead to keep the re
vengeful shadows from seizing
him. Ho must have thought his
parents dead, and how still tho
house seemed to him.
“It’s dark, mother,—it’s dark !”
tho neighbors heard him wail;
hut no one wont in to comfort
him and to drive the shadows
away. Tlie niglit grew older,
the feet of pedestrians ceased to
echo, and the heavy hreathing of
the drunkards made tlie child
tremble and draw tlie cover still
closer. His little hare feet were
curled up, and lie shut liis eyes
tightlv to keep from seeing the
black darkness.
By-and-hy tlio ragged blanket
wa.s'geiitly pulled away and the
jehild ojiened I’.is eyes and saw a
sircat light in the room.
Is it morning!” ho whispered;
but the drunkards on the floor
lept on.
Sweet, tender music came to
the child’s oar, and tho light liad
driven every sliadow away. He
was no longer afraid. The aches
and pains lie liad sufl’ered tor daa's
went away all at once.
Motlier! Motlier! hear tlie
music!” ha cried; and from out
the soft wliite liglit came an aii-
1.
“I am tli3' mother 1” she said.
He was not afraid. He had
never seen lier before, hut she
looked so good and beautiful that
lie lield up his wasted hands, and
said,—
‘ I will go with j-ou.”
Tlie music grew softer, and tho
melody was so sad anil tender,
and yet so full of lore and rejoic
ing, tliat the driuikorls on the
floor moved a little and muttered
broken words.
Other angels came, and the
light fell upon the boy’s face in a
blazing shower, turning Ids curls
to threads of gold. He held up
his arms and laughed for joy.
“Heaven wants v’ou !” tlie an
gel whispered. “Earth lias no
more sorrow,—no further misery.
Come!” . .
And lie floated away with them,
leaving the sleepers lying as if
dead. Tlie golden light faded
out, tlie music died awaj’, and
the old house ivas again filled
with the grim, tlireatening sliad-
oivs, which sat around the sleep
ers and touched their bloated
faces with their gaunt skeleton
fingers, and lauglied horribl}’
when the drunkards groaned in
uneasy slumber.
When people came in the sli «1-
ows went out. Tiie sleepor-s still
slept their sodden sleep, and no
one minded them. Men and wo
men bent low over tho child,
smoothed hack his curls, and
whispered,—
“Poor, dead boj'!”
They knew not that he had
seen tlie angels, and that tliej'
had borne liim to heaven’s gate.
Only
Stiiimliisit*
A warning to good people who
are not sutticiciitly caretul Iiow
tlioy reconiiiiend ardent spirits as
a drink in any case, is fiiniished
1)\' an incident related by a gon-
tiemaii in Edinburg a feiv years
A religious ladv' at Edinburg
was sent to visit a woman who
was dying in ceiiiequerice of dis
ease brought on by Iiablts of in-
temjiuraiice. The woman liad
formerly been in tlie habit of
wasliing in this lady's famih*, and
wiien she came to the dying wo
man slia remonstrated with her
on tho folly and wickedness of
her conduct, in giving way to so
dreadful a sin as iiitempenince.
The dt’iiig woman said,—
“You liiive been tlie author of
my intemperance.”
“What did yon say I” exclaim
ed the lady, witli pious liorror.
‘i tlie author of your intemper
ance ?’
“Yes, ma’am ; I never drank
wliisko}' until I came to wash in
your famll}^ A'on gave me some,
saying it would do mo good. I
felt invigorated and you gave me
some more. When 1 was at oth
er Iiouses not so hospitable as
yours, I purchased a little, and
by-and-hy I found my wav to
the dram-shop, thiiikiiig a little
stimulant was necessary to carry
me through my hard work. And
so by degrees I became what you
now see me.”
Conceive what this lady felt.
ilcariiij^ the ^crfluoii.
A little girl used to go to church.
Slio was only between four and
live years of age—quite a little
girl. But she listened to lier min
ister. iSlic knew that he would
tell her good tliing.s, and she waiit-
0.1 to learn. Once when she
readied home from church, she
said to lier mother :
“Motlier, I can tell you a little
of Mr. H.’s sermon. He said:
‘Touch not tlie unclean things.’ ’’
Tliat motlier wished to know
whetlier lier dear little daughter
understood the meaning ot these
words. So slie replied;
“Tli'jn, my dear child, if Mr.
II. said s,), I hope j'ou will taka
care in the future not to touch
things that are dirt}’.”
The little girl smiled, and an
swered :
“O mother, I know very well
what he meant.”
“Wliat did ho mean I” said tlie
mother.
“He meant sin,” said the child ;
“and it is all the same as if Mr.
H. had .said, ‘Yon must not te:l
lies, nor do what your motlier
forbids j’ou to do, nor play on
Snnda}', nor he cross, nor do
tilings tliat are bad or wrong.’
Tlie Bible means that a sinful
thing is an unclean thing.”
I hope that little girl tried after
that alwaj's to shun all kinds of
bad things. What will ni)’ littl#
friends do ? Saj-, little hoys and
girls, what will you do 1—S. S.
Herald.
Fountain of Death.
CP'-Not long ago in Detroit
an old man lay upon his dying
bod, just read}’ to stop over into
tho other world. He caiiod to
his side ids two sons wiio were
Christian men a.inl said to tliem,
“in my long life God has strewed
my pathway witii blessings—
riclies, honor, and success in ma
ny things, and I thank him for
tliem all, but in this last hour of
my life I want to toll j'on that
all of those things do not give
me any jo}’ compared to the
tlioiight tliat I have for many
years done my best as-a Suiidaj’
School teacher, to lead children
to Christ. Some of tiiem are
noiv waiting for mo on the other
side.” Blessed testimony!
A good story is told of an old
fanner, whoso son liad for a long
dime been ostensibly studying
Ijatiii in a popular academy.
Tlio fanner not being perfeclly
s.atisfied witli the course and con
duct of the J’oung hopeful, recall
ed him from school, and plac
ing liini by tho side of a cart one
day, tlius addressed him : “Now,
Joseph, hero is a io.rk, and there
is a heap of manure and a c.art;
what do J’OU call them In Latin ?”
“Forkibus, cartibus et manuri-
hns,” said Josopli. “Well, now,”
said the old iiiaii, “If j’Ou don’t
take tliat forkibus pretty qnicki-
hus, and pitcli that hianurihns
into tliat cartibus, I’ll break j’onr
lazy hackibus.” Josylpli wont to
work fortliwith.
We can more easily believe
the following than the wild tales
once told of tho venomous upas-
tree, that “poisoned the air so
tliat flying birds dropped dead
A writer in a California news
paper saj’s : “About half a mile
over a mountain from Bartlett
Springs, there Is w'hat is called
file Gail springs. 'Thia is probab’y
thli greatest cr.riosilj’ of tlie
mbunSains. The water is ice-cold,
hut' bubbling and foaming as if it
boiled, and the greatest wonder
is tho, inevitable destruction of
life produced hj'inhaling the gas.
No living tiling is to be found
within a circle of one linndred
yards of the springs. Tlie very
birds, if-they happen to fly over
it, d'l’op dead.
“We experimented with a lizard
on its de.structive properties, bj'
iiolding it a few feet above the
water. It stretclied dead in two
minutes. It will kill a human
being in twenty minutes. We
stood over it about five minutes,
when a dull, heavy, aching .sen
sation crejit over us, and our ej’es
began to swim. The gas which
escapes hero is of the rankest
kind of carbonic, lienee its sure de
striiction of life; also of quench
ing of flames instantaneously.”
SoEEOW,—Sorrow sobers ns
and makes the mind genial. And
in sorrow’ we love and trust our
friends more tenderly, and the
dead become dearer to us. And
A BKAUTirun Wish.-—A poor
Irish woman applied to a ladj’
for a flower to put into the hand
of her dead infant, and when a
handsome boquet was handed lier,
she offered to paj- for it, which of
course was declined, ivlion, witli
a look of gratitude sho exclaimed :
“May tlie Lord Jesus meet j’ou
at the gate of heaven witii cioivn
of roses.”—Nothing conldbe ino’e
touchingl}’ benutiful as well i s
poetical.
kUi'jU, 71-'Ja!ni‘sB O’attis, Charles 0 Tayuri
Isaac U Strayliorn.
Orr, 104—J F Riuidolpli, T J Carinalt, Rich'*
jinl
{.'UnfoH, 107, N. M. Hunt), J. C. Grilliih, C
WaiSDii.
St. Albans Lodge, No* IM—-E1. MeQiieon,
CiinioHy No. 124.—Tlios. White, K Y
Yarhro, G. S. Baker, J. G.
H. T. I’itiiiaii and Neill Tiiwnseinl.
Mi. Lebanon, No. 117.—Janiea W Liuicastef,
A. J. Briiwii, S. H. Water.s.
Tuscarora, 122, M B Junes, W S Graudy,W
K Turner.
Franklin, 109. Win. M. Thompson, P B
Mace, B Jjnvenber;f.
Ml. F)ierf/.f, MO—J B Floyd, H Haley, W
E Bedludc.
Ldesc'-lie, luO, C II .Horton, I II Searhoro,
A U Vo Dig.
Buffalo Lodge, 172.—A. A. Mclver, A A
II irringtou, B. G. Cole, A. M. Wicker
and R. M. Brown.ni
Cary, 193, A D Blaewokod, P A Sorrel, U
II Joiioi?.
ML OlxKc, 20;i—JosBC T Albritton, Joel Lof-*
till, D M M Justice.
Berea, 2Ui—W 11 Keam?!, P M Meadows, 11
W Hobgood, E C Allen, A Sherman.
Lebanon, No. 207.—Jiio. II. Suinmerwtt,
Wm. Merritt, W. S. Prin.k
McCormick, 223, A. Ualrymple* Natlian Daii
gall, W O Thomas.
Lenoir, 23^1, Benja S Grady, John S Bizzoll,
S B Pakerr, John H AKlridgo, Jacob P
Harper.
Wiccacon, 240, Norman Tj. Shaw, Matthew
Brewer, Win E. ’“ool.
Jlauntree, 243.—.4.1hm Johnston, Samuel
Quinceley, Win U Tucker, W T Mowfl-
ley, F M Pittman, Henry P Bnmks.
Neiebertif 245, J E West, T Powers, E HiihKA
Caiateba Lodge, No. 243.—K. P. Itienlmrdl
J. N. Long, D. W. Ranieour.
Shiloh, 250, W. H. Gregory, Kev E. Hinw,
T. J. Pittard.
Farmington, 2G5.—L. G. Hunt, W G
Johnston, W. F. Purches.
Watauga, 273.—J. W. Couneil, J. Iliirding,
L. L. Green. |
Nerte Lbianon 314, Samuel WillinniB, John
Jacobs, W M Spence.
Jerusalem., 315—John H Davis, GooE Bam-
hardt, Ttioinas M Bessent.
Mallamuskeet, JJ23—S S Baer, J C McCloml
FayetleriUe, A S IRdai', W M, B K
Scilberry, S W, and Geerge P MeNeill,
J W.
yit. Moriah, U D., J W Powcdl, J B Phtl
lip', V/ P Hinee.
just as the stars sbino out in the
night, so there are blessed faces
that look at us in tin ir grief,
though before their features were
fading - from our recollection.'
Suffering ? Let no man dread _ it
too much, because it is better for
him, and will help him to make
sure of being immortal. It is not
in the bright, liappy days, but
only in tho solemn night, that the
other worlds are to be seen shin
ing in the long, long distance,
And it is in soitow—the night of
the sou!—that wo see tlio farthest,
and know ourselves natives of
infinity and sons and danglitor.s
of the Most Ilsgli!
God did not take up tiio three
Hebrews out pf the furnace of
fire, but he came dow and waked
with them in it. Ho did not
move Daniel from the den of
oils; he sent his angel to close
the moiitlis of the boasts. He
did not, in ansiver to the pr.ij’er of
Paul, remove tho tliorn in the
fle.sh; but he gave him a si.fn-
cienev of grace to sustain him.
, .m.
E. DALBY.
E. H. LTOS.
{lAile of “Dalhy
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M.tNnFACTURF.IlS OF
THE ORPHANS’ FRIEND,
PiiUished at the Orphan Asylum,
OXFORD, N. c.
Pkige, $1.00 a year, CASH, postage pre
paid hero.
An'VERTiSRMENTS inserted at 10 cents a
lino for first insertion and 5 cents a lino for
each continuanoe. About eight words iiiiikc
a line.
The paper is editfxl by tho officers of the
institution without extra compensation ; and
much of tho work of printing it is done by the
Orphans.
All the nett profits go to the benefit of the
Asylum.
Wo ask evory present sab.?cribor to got u.s
“AROMA
DURIi:
PUFF,”
SMC-
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Durham, N. C-
Ord-rs solicited—Agents wanted—Tobacco
gu winto-d
March I7th—ll-2:n.
m. A. ISEAMS & CO.,
MANUFACTURERS OF
at least one adtiitional name before tho ineot-
iag of tho Grand Lodge, but one need not be
eonsidered the limit.
August 25th, 1875. , tf
ComnaittctiS ©f Subordinate Lodges,
Appointed under Resolution oi*
the Grand Lodge, to rsaisc Con-
tribntionsfortlic Oplian Asylums:
American George Lodge, No 17—Dr C L
Campbell, H. C. Maddry G. W. Spencer.
Davie, 39, Tlmmas J. Pugh^ Joseph Colton,
Geo. A. Tally.
mram, 40.—J. C. K. Little, T W
Blake, A. H. Winston.
Concord 58, W G Lewis, John W Cotton
Joseph P. Suggs.
Scotland Neck, 03, .-V. B. Hill, W E. WliU-
niore, G. L. Ilymaii.
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Warranted to excel a.11 otiters, or money
Jiefanded.
Tlio only Blacking that will polish on oiled
surface, it is guanuiteed to preserve leather
and make it pliant, requiring Ies,s quantity and
tiino to produce a perfect gh's-s than any other,
the brush to be applied hiunediately after put
ting on the Biaoktng. A porfert gloss from
this will not soil even white clothes. We
guarantee it as represented, and as for pat
ronage, strictly on its merits.
il. A. REAMS CO., Marinfacturerp,
Durham, N. ۥ
Tins Blacking is recommcTKl edin the high
est terms, after trial, by Geo. P. Brown, J
Howard Warner, New Yora; the President
and Professors of Wake Forest College ; and
a largo uuinhor of gentlemen in and .'.round
Durham, wliose certifiicatea ha%’« been fur
nished the Manufacturers.
Orders .sidicitod and promptly filU'd.
March 3rd, 1375. 9’U