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OXFORD, N. a, FEBRUARY 14, 1883.
“TWIIIGHT’S WITCHIUG HOUR”
BY MISS MAMIE L. HATCHETT.
Sol had closed Ms golden eye and laid
him down to rest—
’Twas twilight’s witching hoar ;
The hour when maidens young and shy
Are wont to steal from home hard by,
And seek some sheltered nook or dell,
To revel in its magic spell.
’Twas twilight's witching hour ;
The day in gorgeous splendor.dies,
As on her ruby couch she lies;
And swift her soul its flight will wing,
When night her sable pall shall bring.
’Twas twilights witching hour;
The mocking bird no more did stay
To carol soft its roundelay :
But to its callow young had flown,
To shelter tuem from wind or storm.
’Twas twilight’s witching hour !
The lilies ail had said ‘'good-night,”
Their faces fair had hid from sight,
And said : “We’ll meet again at light,
When Aurora tips the Eastern height.”
’Twas twilight’s witching hour
The jasmine fair, the scented rose,
Had gently sunk to sweet lepose :
In sportive glee the leaflets played,
While zephyrs sighed beneath their
’Twas twilight’s witching hour;
The.evening dew did pensive weep,
And in her tears the flowers did steep,
'lill fragrance soft upon the breeze,
Was wafted o’er the wooded leas.
’Twas twilight’s witching hour:
The evening waned till by and by
Nox arose from throne on high,
And in her sombre garb revealed
A crescent moon upon her shield;
The owl in yonder rifted oak
Welcomed the hour with dismal croak;
Fair Luna smiled an'i brightly glim
The wee stars blushed and shyly shim
Beneath a willow’s leafy boughs,
A maiden fair had sou ht repose ;
And chesnut curls anon did rest
’Pon hand as fair i s ocean crest.
EXTRACT FROM AN ADDRESS BY DR. J. W.
C. CUDDY, OF BADTIMORE.
Are we deporting ourselves as
men? This subject of what we
omselves are, was, a few years
ago, by a single remark, so deeply
impressed upon the broad tablet
of my mind that even Time, with
its constantly working fingers,
can never efface it. In early
morning, on a bright summer
day, I found myself away out in
the mountain regions of western
North Carolina—the genuine
Switzerland of America. With
party of newly-made friends—
physicians of that section —I took
a trip to the highest point in that
whole vast Apalachian chain
Upon reaching its pinnacle we
dismounted from our horses, and
drank in the beauties of the scene.
Looking down into the valley
below, a miniature world of sur
passing loveliness lay spread out
before our enraptured vision.
Fields, rivers, towns, forests, all
passed in kaleidoscopic view as
we took in the enchanted sight.
Vast mountains, lofty and grand,
wallod in the vallej'- on either
side; peak after peak, miles upon
miles distant, reared their lofty
heads in the broad sunlight of
that delightful morning; and the
whole intervening valley lay, like
a thing of beauty, far below our
lofty standpoint. Village after
village lay before us, their tall
spires glistening in the morning’s
amber light. Field after field,
darkly green with its waving corn;
and acre* upon acie, with its car
pet of brown and gold shadowed
forth the prose of the view, while
lovely parterres of variegated
flowers made up its poetry. And
down the centre of the valley, in
all its grandeur and magnificence,
flowed that noted and historic
river, the French Broad, looking,
in its pearly brightness, like a
wide ribbon of silver, winding its
inconstant way to mingle itself
with the mother waters of the sea,
On either side, its banks were
fringed with the loveliest of wild
flowers of every name and hue
lilies in all their purity, and roses
as sweetly tinted as a maiden’s
blush; while rhododendrons hung
far over the placid waters, and
u]irroi’ed themselves in its smooth
surface; and daffodils, in wild
profusion, drooped their purple
cups along its shelving banks.
Such a scene of beauty in nature
I had never seen before, and ’
stood speli'bound with its loveli'
Looking in the distance at the
town we had just left, a:;d seeing
its largest building looming up
above the surrounding buildings,
I said to a gentleman by my side:
“I wonder if our friends at the ho
tel, by the aid of field glasses, can
see us here?’’ He replied, “they
may possibly be able to distin
guish some object, but they can
not tell that we are men.” And
with that reply there came ring
ing down the aisles of the brain
that grandest ot all thoughts, that
we are the highest embodiment
of creative genius—we are men
Grrand, noble thought! How
little and insignificant I had felt
before, as I stood there, a mere
atom, with vast mountain’s, broad
rivers, and gigantic forests all
around me. But with that reply
there came the consciousness, the
fact, that I am superior to it all- -
I am a man.
Animated aud grand as the
scene was, it was far inferior to
us who stood there with reason
ing faculties, the grandest work
modeled by Grod’s creative hands,
Beautiful as the broad fields look,
clothed in their garb of green
we stand far above them, clothed
in the garb of humanity, knowing
that we are men. The French
Broad in its grandeur flows mag
nificently on; but far above the
crystalline flash of the pearly wa
ters of the beautiful river, we
stand, recognizing the fact that
we are men. Wild flowers innu--
merable bloom about us with a
beauty of finish that can only be
executed with a divine pencil, and
stand out m their radiance and
loveliness, the admiration of us
all, but higher up the scale of
creation we stand as men. About
us stand our noble steeds, and
through forest and vale, animals
wild and domestic abound with
out number. In the order of crea
tion they are formed as we are,
with bone, muscle, nerve and
blood, so similar to ourselves that
the keenest biological research
has so far failed to distinguish the
life germ of the one from the oth
er; but far above such animal life
the distinguishing feature is our
manhood. Around us on every
hard myriads of little feathered
songsters are chanting their early
matin lays, issuing forth from
their musical throats the sweet
est sounds—fit music to resound
along the corridors of the upper
spheres; but far above the lute
like notes of the choristers of the
wild-wood, there comes ringing
in the portals of the ear the melo
dious echo, we a/re mm. I
And, gentlemen, as we have
been placed on this high plane of
created beings, I say let us be
luen. Let me entreat you young
men do nothing that will tarnish
your manhood; and you, who aie
a little farther on in the path of
life, who, like myself, are having
planted over your temporal re
gion the whitened milestones,
which mark the pathway to the
grave, be men—be true men—
and you, who are still older
grown, and getting on to the
“sere and yellow leaf” of life, do
nothing that will cause a blot to
the fair page you have so nobly
written. And I hope that each
one of ourselves will so* close up
oui lives,that as we step out from
the gray sunset of the present to
the rosy sunrise of the beyond,
that our friends—aye, even our
enemies, if we have them--may
stand over us, and with truth re
peat tnose memorable words
which Antony uttered as he lean
ed over dead Brutus’ body :
“His life was gentle, and the elements
So|mixed in him,that nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, this was a man.’
HOW TO DEVELOP A BOY’S
An incident in the school-life of
a teacher, as related by herself, il
lustrates our point. She had charge
of a school in a couutry town early
in her career, and among her schol
ars was a boy about fourteen years
old, who cared very little about
study and showed no interest appa
rently in anything connected with
the school. Day after day he failed
in his lessons, and detentions after
school hours and notes to his id-
owed mother had no effect. One
day the teacher had sent him to his
seat, after a vain effort to get from
him a correct answer in grammar,
and, feeling somewhat nettled, she
watched his conduct. Having ta
ken his seat, he pushed the book
impatiently aside, and espying a fly,
caught it with a dexterous sweep of
the hand and then betook himself
to a close inspection ot the insect.
For fifteen minutes or more the boy
was thus occupied, heedless of sur
roundings, and the expression of his
face told the teacher that it was
more than idle curiosity that pos
sessed his mind. A thought struck
her, which she put into practice at
the first opportunity that day.
“Boys,^’ said she “what can you tell
me about flies?” and calling several
of the brightest by name, she asked
them if they could tell her something
of a fly’s constitution and habits.
They had very little to say about the
insect. They often caught one, but
only for sport, and did not think it
worth while to study so common an
insect. Finally she took the dunce,
who had silently, but with kindling
eyes, listened to what his school
mates hesitatingly said. He burst
out w itb a description of the head,
eyes, wings and feet of the little
creature, so full and enthusiastic
that the teacher was astonished and
the whole school struck with won
der. He told how it walked and
how it ate, and many things which
were entirely new to his teacher.
So when he had finished she said:
“Thank you! You have given us a
real lecture in natural history, and
you have learned it all yourself.”
After the school closed that af
ternoon she had a long talk with the ,
boy, and found that he was fond of
going into woods and meadows and
collecting insects and watching
birds, but his mother thought he
was wasting his time. The teacher,
however, wisely encouraged him in
this pursuit, and asked him to bring
beetles and butterflies and caterpil
lars to school and tell what he knew
about them. The boy was delighted
by this unexpected turn of affairs,
and in a few days the listless dunce
was the marked boy of that school.
Books on natural history were pro
cured for him, and a world of won
ders opened to his appreciative eyes.
He read, studied and examined ; he
soon understood the necesAty of
knowing something of mathematics,
geography and grammar,tor the suc
cessful carrying on of his favorite
study, and he made rapid progress
in his classes. In short, twenty
years later he was eminent as a nat
uralist, and owed his success, as he
never hesitated to acknowledge, to
that discerning teacher.—Phrenologi
The Nashville American says:
“The South is a new field. We
have found that we can manu
facture as well as our neighbors.
We have found that in our cot
ton, if we only manufacture it
ourselves, there is immense
wealth; and not only cotton, but
other immense resources. We
have iron and coal; we have val-
uable timber; we have great ad
vantages in water power; indeed,
we have found immense re
sources, and that the road to
wealth is in the workshop, the
factory, the foundry, the iron aud
coal beds. This is a new discov
ery, and it is making for us a new
South. To-day the new South
has more promise—-a better out
look—than any other portion of
the United States. What we
need is live men in business af.
fairs and wise men in making
$15 PER TON,
Delivered at any of the Depots in NoiTolk or
Styron, Whitehurst & Co.,
^F^OfBce, Biggs’ Wharf.
Also Dealers in Charleston Grouud Bone Phos
phate aud Kainit.
Nottoway Co„ Va.. Sept. 20,13S2.
This is to certify that I used two tons of the
Norfolk Fertilizer and Insecticide, purchased
from Styron, Whitehurst & Co., Norfolk, on
my crops of cotton aud tobacco this yeai'. aud
that it acted to my entire satisfaction! My to
bacco is considered equal to the very best in
Nottoway county, and my cotton much better than
where I used the in equal quantities, sav
from two to three hundred pounds per acre. Such
is my satisfaction with the Fertilizer that I expect
U) use it much more largely in the'future.’
J. M. HURT.
Hertford, N. C., Nov,, 10,1882.
Styron, Whitehurst & Co., Gentlemen; I take
pleasure in saying that the five tons Norfolk Fer
tilizer purchased of you last spring I used under
cott-on, corn, potatoes and vegetables with de
cidedly better results than where I used the high-
priced fertilizers which cost from $35 to $45 per
ton. Am satisfied I will get one-quarter to one-
third more cotton where I used yours. In com-
postiu}' with cotton seed, stable manure and rich
earth, it is the best Fertilizer I ever used. Will
use it under all my crops next year. Hoping
you much success, I am, vesy truly,
JOSEPH A. HUGHES.
ICempsville, Princess Anne Co., Va., 1882.
Messrs. Styi-on, Whitehurst & Co, Gentlemen:
I used your Norfo’k Fertilizer under Irish pota
toes at the rate of 300 lbs. to the acre, and the
yield was abundant, in fact surprised me. Also
used it under com and made an excellent crop.
My kale is looking well where I used it. Am ^
well pleased with it shall use it again next Spring.
Very respectfully, N. B. SANDERLIN.
fiais & Firian,
OXFORD, N. C.
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A Fresh Lot of Apples and Oranges,
Candies and Confectioneries
Generally, which are
Perquimans Co., N. C Nov. 30,1882.
Messrs. Styron, Whitehurst & Co., Gentlemen:
The half ton Norfolk Fertilizer purchased of you
last Spring gave entire satisfaction; I used it along
side of higher priced fertilizers, and tlie yieli!
from yours was fully as good as where I "used
the other brands. Yours truly,
B. F. CITIZEN.
Sebuell's P. O., Southampton Co.,Nov. 30, '82
Gentlemen : The five tons Norfolk Fertilizer pur
chased of you last Spring I used under cotton and
peanuts with very satisfactory results. Please
ship me ten (10) tons by 1st February, '83.
Very respectfully, W. N. SEBIIELL.
Winfall, Perquimans Co., N. C., Nov. 10, ’82.
Gentlemen: I used 1^- tons Norfolk Ferfilizer
under Cotton this year, side by side with Peru
vian Bone Dust, at the rate of about 175 pounds
pier acre. The result was in favor of your Fer
tilizer. Will use it again next Spring.
Respectfully, W. L. JESSUP & CO.
WinfAel, N C., Nov. 10, 1882.
Gentlemen: The two tons Norfolk Fertilizer
purchased of you last Spring I used under cott(»u
at the rate of about 175 pounds per acre, which
gave better yield than any other Fertilizer. Will
use it more extensively next year.
Yours truly, R. B. TCTBltV.
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