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y-SSTSy r?V W Till MhWM JOHIT "W. SLEDGE, PROPRIETOR. VOL. XXIV. NEWSPAPER FOB THE PEOPLE. TERIVlS:-'1-50 PER ANNUM IN ADVANCE. WELDON, N. C, THURSDAY, JANUARY 4, 1894. NO. 39. NEW ADVERTISEMENTS. ONLY THE SCARS REMAIN A n. fl il p IB pi AND A Lively Remembrance or THB HORRIBLE SORES Which Caused Them. Traveler Henry Hudson's Eiperienci "Among the iimny testimonials which I see in regard to certain medicines performing cures, cleniming the blood, etc., none Impress 1110 more Until my own rase, and I conscientiously be lieve it to lie my duly to let people know it. Twenty years ago, at the age of 18 years, I had swellings on my legs, which broke and became running sores. Our family physician could do me no good, and it was feared that the bones would be affected. At last, my Cood Old Mother urged me to try AVER'S Sarsapa rilla. I took three bottles, tho sores healed, and I linve not been troubled since. Only the scars remain, and the memory of the past, to remind me of tho good AVER'S Sarsaparilla lias done me. 1 now weigh two hundred and twenty pounds, and am in the best of health. 1 have been on the road for the past twelve years, have noticed AVER'S Sarsaparilla advertised in all parts of the United States, and al ways take pleasure in telling what good it did for me." Henry Hudson, of the. James Smith Woolen Machinery Co., Philadelphia, Pa. Ayer's Sarsaparilla Prepared by Dr. J. 0. Ayer ft Co., Lowell, Mail, Has cured others, will cure you A UU1 IN Liil 4-Pit I GARWOOD'S ExflTACT, NcwTIoeot NACVS TRIPLE, . -S T A T I 0 N E R Y j VIOLET W ATE It, Just Rcoeivcd 150 Linen writing woodwoutu's Florida wa- Tablets, wluoh I'll sell TF.R, at s small AND SACHET POWDER. PROFIT. ACCURACY a. w a .3 H W O W w 3 b Q CD pjjiitt! Stag ISraud Prepared A Large I Paints. Stock of Pure White Lead k Linseed oil. " LANDRKTU'S I'll sell paints at i GARDEN I very small margin. SEED. REMEMBER AND FORGET. I sat beside the streamlet; I watched the waters flow, As we together watched it One little year ago. The soft rain pattered on the leaves, The April gran was wet Ab, felly to remember I - 'Tis wiser to foiget. The nightingale made musical June's palace paved with gold; I watchod the rose you give me Its warm red hcirt imfold, But sight of rose and song ol bird Were fraught with wild regret 'Tis unci new to remember; 'Twero wisdom to forget. I stood among the goldeucoru Aim, no more I knew ! To gather gleaner's measure Of the love that fell from you, For me no gracious harvest. Would God we ne'er had met I For cruel as remembrance is, 'Tis harder to 'brget. The streamlet now is frozen, Tho nightingales are fled, The corniields are deserted, And every rose is dead. I sit beside my lonely Are, And pray for wisdom yet, For raininess to remember, Forconrugc to forget. THE PLACE TO G ET PRUQS no JEDICIflES -AT THE- LOWEST PKIOES, PR A. R. ZOLLICOFFER'S, WE3T SIDE WASHINGTON AVE. OPPOSITE S. E. SHED. WELDON. N. C. 8TOCK KEPI COMPLETE BY FREQUENT ARRIVALS. aVFkCSCUPTXOH BMAKTMEM 7ILLXB WITH TBI UBT SELECTED MATKEUL.-SJS PRESCRIPTIONS COMPOUNDED AT ALL HOURS WITH GREAT OARS, PESrCMET. STATIONERY, FANCY SOAPS, BBU8HE8, FANCY ARTICLES. TOBACCO AND CIGARS Remember ihrt a hearty welcome always awaits yon at ZOLLICOFFER'S. BABY 111 A NEW YEAR'S STORY. cherish" bad stood and cruelly thrust each other through until their hearts were torn and bleeding. And the sun went down on a blasted home. And a man tossed on a sleepless bed that night, saying over and over: "If I oould only take it back!" And a wo man knelt in her lonely bouse and sobb ed: "O.God! 0, Qod! If I hadn't said ill" And Memory wrung her hands and wept over them both and uioaucd: "It was just a word just a word but Ibey can't get it back!" It was New Year's Eve. Downstairs in the parlor was Baby Betb's Christ mas tree, just as it had been arranged a week ago bi.ue doll, toys, glittering balls, marvelous sugar dogs and bears and "elphunls," candy apples and hearts, pop corn, colored tapers just ready to be bted you know it all, it was just what you had for your three year old baby and upstairs Baby Beth was dy ing. All week long, with the fierceness of a tigress fightiug for her young, Mar garet Thorne had fought for her child's life. From the -moment that the first hoarse cough smote upon her car and Beth bad said: "Mamma, it hurts me here when I toff," she had lost no time. All that doctors, nurses, servants, friend even mother love itself could do, had been done, and now in her darkened chamber the mother sat with her baby on bcr knees and waited. Towards night a change had ouie. The harsh cough ceased, the panting brcuth came more juicily. Didn't she seem easier?" she had asked, and the doctor had answered, briefly: "Yes." Then, after an interval of waiting: "Wasn't her breathing less labored?" The doctor made no reply, Doctor," pitcously, "don't you think she is better?" Dr. Lenioyoc turned away. He had practiced many yean, and witnessed many a scene like this, but to his kind heart each one was new. "My child," he said, "she will t be better she is dying." It is curious to see the effect, upon different temperaments, of such a shock. Some receive it with cries and lamenta tion; others with silent tears; some with blanched faces and tightening lips; while a few shut the teeth together and make no other sign. And under it all is (he mother heart and the same . wound, and who shall say that there is great grief, but here is less? Margaret Thome made no outcry, shed no tear she would have "to mor row and all after life for tears," to day i-hc bad her baby. She bent over the cl.i'J and half strctchtd out her arms wiili the impulse to take her and go somewhere any where away from ev erybody. It was the iostinct of the wounded animal. Then she fell into the monotonous swinging motion of the knees, familiar to mothers, patting her little one softly the while as if she were putting her to sleep It was heartbreaking. The women to whom the child was only a dear little baby who "would be bet er off fo Hear en," as the phrase goes, crept about the room weeping softly wi h i ching heart while she to whom she was all of earth wasdryeyid. Afters time Margaret looked up. - Doctor, sue asked, 1 huw loui "I can hardly tell," he answered, "but only a few hours at best I think." ' She turned to the women. "Send for her father," she said briefly. I here was a slight stir or surprise, Significant glances passed from on to another behind her bowed head. Then they went out to do her bidding. And do yon ask why the father must be sent for? why husband and wife had stood alone on this long, long day, when of all days they sheuld hae leaned upon each other? I eaniot telL I only know that one year ago to-day, in an unguard ed hour, word born of a throbbing brain, or quivering nerve, or an aching tooth, perhaps had wounded a heart; that other words, sharper and more sting ing, had followed; that the imprisoned demons of misunderstanding and pride and obstinacy had been let looje, and these two bad rowed "to lore and to The message was quickly sent and as quickly snswtrcd. The case brooked no delay. Margaret Thorno heard tho fa mi'iar stepin the hall, then in the room below. 8be knew what he was doing. How often she had seen him stoop over the grate with outspread hands, saying cheerily, ss Beth crowed snd held out her hands: "Just a minute, little Beth. Papa mustn't chill the baby!" The mem ory of the old time tenderness, the old time happiness struck her with a sudden pang. "Never again; never again!" she whispered, as she bent over the child. A moment later he came in. The women spoke to him in the sympathetic key of the sick room and the doctor si lently wrung his hand. Margaret looked up with a slight movement of the head, but did not offer him her hand. He stood irresolute a moment, then took the chair facing her, the baby between them. "Margarot," he said, "it was very good of you to Bend for me," "It was only right," she said, her voice hardening in her efforts to steady it; "she is your child, too." She had not meant to be harsh, but she knew it sounded so. Why must she always be misunderstood? He half sighed. The message had come, then, from no lingering tenderness or returning softness, but from a stern sense of right. Well, so be it. He made no effert at conversation, and so they sat, the silence of death upon them. It grew oppressive. The women one by one, stole out of the room, and the doctor finally, with the feeling that even he intruded here, muttered some thing about going into the library to lie down, telling them to call him if there should be any change. He went heavily down the stairs, snd the two were left alone with the dying child. It was a strange scene. Esch held a baby hand; each with a burden of griet unutterable bent over the little form and watched the flickering life go out; and each double locked and bolted the heart that the other should not knew what was therein. They were but a hand's breadth apart, but between them was s great gulf flcd, John Thorno had not seen his child since thst never-to be forgotten day when ho gave her and his home into Margaret's hands and went forth alone. How he had longed for a sight of the baby face, for a touch of the baby hands, none but himself would ever know. But he bad been too proud to ask to see her, and Margaret had said, in bitter scorn: "It is the way of the sex. A woman would never have forgotten her own child." And she had clasped Beth passionately to her heart and cried out: "I will be father and mother both to you, my baby, my poor, forsaken btby!" And she had steeled her heart against bcr husband for Beth's sake and had kept her proudly out of his way, never doubt ing for a moment that his bad been I shallow pretense of love compared with her own. As he bent over her now, all his heart in his eyes, a strange feeling of doubt be gan tugging at her heart. Had he really loved the child like this? Uncomfortable regrets took possession of her. Could she have misjudged him? She might have sent Beth to see him occasionally, it seemed to her now, when she had bcr all the time.- He had been more generous than she. On lhatdresdful day when they had made their final arrangements and she had asked, with beating heart: "And Beth?" he had answered: "Beth shall stay with you. A mother has the first claim." And she had never let him see her ones, And Beth had asked for him so often! (low oould she have been so cruel? Yes, be had been very generous she oould see it now but tnea sue nail eaueu him heartless, destitute of natural affec tion, shallow natured, and her own hard- heartedness she had called loyalty to Beth, Alas! alas! how we worship our very vices under the name of virtues and never known they are miscalled until some light ning (lath tears away the rags we have clothed them in and lays them bare to our opened eyes! She glanced furtively at him. He res ted his head on his right hand, his left elasping Beth's His eyes were filed on the child as if he would in these few mo ments left feast his famished heart upon that whioh had been so long withheld, Something in bis position usde Marguret think of one other night wheu they had sat like thii and watched Beth through the croup, and how they had felt that if Qod would only spare her they could have nothing in life to trouble them again. How gentle and tender John lad been lhatjigbtl And then there was the time that Beth was burned and John had walked with her the whole night long and would not even let the mother rest him, because "she was weak and he was strong," he had said. How the memories came thronging upon her! Ob, if she oould only wake and find that this year had been a dream a hor rible dream and there had been no quar rel! She threw her head baek and closed er eyes with a sick feeling that she had dug her own grave. It would never be ! She would find herself here to-morrow, but Beth would be gone downstairs would bo a baby that would look like her, but it would not be Beth. And then there would be the funeral. And then the empty bouse, tho house that John had said he should never take from her and Beth. And then oh 1 what would she do then ? Why, she was only twenty-three, and most people didn't die till they were old. How oould she live forty years fifty, miybe, without Beth or yes--or John! The clock ticked on, the fire sputtered fitfully, but the silence of the vigil was unbroken. John Thorne raised his head and looked at Margaret as she lay with closed eyes Her white, suffering face touched his heart. How much older she looked ! It was only four years Bioce she had stood a bride of nineteen and given herself tu him, Why, could it be only four years ! It seemed like an eternity. And yet the scene rose before him with the vividness of yesterday the organ's tone, the brilliant procession, the subdued hush of the church, and then the rector's solemn words. He wondered if he could remember sny of them. "For better, for worse" how they bad jested beforehand over that ! They were sure it could never be "for worse." For better, for worse" "For better, for worse" the words said themselves over and over. "In sickness and in health" it was all coming back to him "to love and to cherish." To cherish I that meant to protect, to care for he had not done that but he had meant to as Qod was his judge ho had meant to he had made vows in good faith, meaning t keep them all, but somehow it had all been a miserable failure. Ho could see the mistakes now. If he could only blot it all out and begin again I "To love and to cherish." He did, for time, he told himself. Their early married life bad been as happy as that of most people, be oould honestly say Till death us do part, sounded the preacher's voioe, as if it wero now "till death us do part." John Thome wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had never felt those marriage vows so imperative, so unyield ing, so lor eternity, as now now that it wjs too lato. Was it too late? A thrill passed through him. They were young, afier all. They had their lives before them. Why not begin again? Tben ho re membered, with a sinking heart, the bitter, bitter things they had each said. They wero not true ho had felt that at the time but they were spoken and ould not be recalled. Ah, no ! It was too late. They could never undo it. He glanced around the room. How natural it seemed! only the erib was gone Beth bad outgrown that, be sup posed. How they had laughed and joked over that erib and hi? blunders in selecting it I And how sweet Margaret had looked to him as she lay with the tiny mite on her arm and called him papa" for the first time! And they had called her their New Year's Gift and said she was to bring new love into their lives! And in that night of an guish, just before, when Margarot lay hovering between life and death, how he had prayed in an agony of fear that she might not die, that he might show his love by a life of devotion to her t And haw ah, how he had broken those vows! The breath comes slowly. The little hands are very still snd yet, 0 baby fingers, through the solemn watches of this night, thou'rt gathering up tho tan gled, broken threads of these two lives, and, with a touch no other hand might use, are weaving them together, deftly, surely, with Heaven sent skill I There wis a slight stir. The uwthcr and father felt a quiver pass through the little form. With startled faces they bent over her. There was a gasp, sudden throwioe up of the little hands then all was still. In an instant his arms were around her, her head on his breast. "Margaret, my wife I" "0 John, John!" she said. The clock struck twelve. A New Year had dawned. hands, forget ma nots upon tho green turf, and then hand in hand, go forth. A stray sunbeam falls scross the wbito stone. We stoop to read the the inscrip tion. It is a very simplo one: BABY BETH. AQED THREE. "And a little child shall lead them." Caroline H. Stanley, in Good Housekeep ing. RAM'S HORN BLASTS. WANNING NOTES CALMNO THE WICKED TO REPENTANCE. Beauty in the heart will find its way to the face. Faith never builds on tho sand. Pride kills more people than the small pox. No man who believes wrong will do right. Treasure in Heaven draws interest on earth. Work for God must be done in a god ly way. Give greed tho rein and it will run it self to death. Hope's best pictures arc made for con tented people. When you give advice don't try to put it all in italics. Success on earth sometimes means very little in Heaven. It will not make you any cleaner to throw mud at another. No one can look at the stars without wanting to live forever. .Every laud that flows with milk and honey has giants in it. There can be no such thiog as the right use of a wrong thing. No man ever backslides while ho is praising God as be ought. Only those who have a love for souls know bow to win them. Every one of the devil's arrows is dip ped into the poison of doubt. When truth goes to battle it always ;hts in the front rank. Our mistakes sometimes attract more attention than our virtues. The most eloquent thing on earth is a spotless Christian character. ' To oppose God's work in our own hearts is to oppose it everywhere. No man has great faith who does not know that he has a great God. All truth is nonsense to the man who has taken a lio into his heart. It is easier not to speak at all than it is to keep from saying too much. Some men join the church with no better motive than others rob a bank. The devil can always find time to rock the cradle of a sleepy Christian. Every dollar some men get widens the gulf between thorn and Heaven. The sin we hide in ourselves is the one we strike at the hardest in others. Heaven without love would not be any more like home than an ice palace. The laws wbiob control us most are those which have never been written. It will not do any good to pray for ten talents if you are not improving your one talent. Whoever will receive Christ as a gov erning power will soon know Him as i saviug power. One of God s ways of helping us te help ourselves is to give us something hard to do for Him. .Tho man who serves Christ for gain will betray Him as soon as he can get better price. It will not help the cause of Ood any for you to host ot what a big sinner you used to be. God his ordered thst the man wlo will not help where may prosper only that he may rob himself. The door of salvation is always opor, but it is not God's purpose to drive any, body through it. Thore isn't much irood is the man who tries to be good only when his hesd tells him that be ought to. In the twilight of a summer day a man and a woman stand beside a little grave There is an air of subdued sadness about them that tells to whom the little mound belongs, and yet when (bey speak, it hopefully and cheerfully. It is a tiny grave "only a baby," a stranger would ssy but we who have stood beside such know that love and grief are not measured by feet and inches. The glory of thja setting sun fills the place. 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