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PITTSB0R0', CHATHAM CO., N. C.3 OCTOBER 14, 1880.
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Campaign Poetry, Dedicated to
What wns It that from Ami I took,
Ktwtd Mimsly In my pocket-bonk.
And tbon nwuim'J my t-alutly look?
What was U wh?n tho act was kuown,
Th-it n.-idi my ivn Kjilrit ?ritn
Till I would have It culled a loan 1
What, Tfhn my cmp seemed very lul,
1K1 1 tn solemn tnnoo and sad
Swear that I never, never had ?
What i'ld Am have In Mark and wUUc
That showed me up in my true light,
And left mo'in a sorry plight ?
Wuat were thus proved beyond a doubt
The fljrure Tor whi-h I mild out,
And which I since have lied about T
Whi, more thaa at;y other thing
Tnau twil.iry grali or j.TvIng rhiR
Vy dwu;.-i:l at the polls bhall bring t
AFTER LONG YEARS.
"What is thin, Burt f
"That is the mortgage of an estaie
called tiu- Derby Place, Mr. Faxon, j
foreclosed more than a voir ago. I be-1
"Well, its what I've been looking!
for. 1 will titce charge of the par rw. j
an! at cm! o that matter noon. ;
D ivvii Ka. is it ? :
Mi-. Fm::ou put the papers into the .
breast pocket tf his coat, cane down !
Ibe ofkv ttairs, and :M?ppediuio the
glittering, purple-lmed photon. besida j
.his wife. :
The ddicite Arabian. Mrs. Faxon's !
horse, sped awr.y out of the city con-1
lines, and soon tossed his jetty mane'
r.long the open road-:, lined with gar-!
dens. ornate colleges and villas.
"Going away again to-morrow, ;
dear? asked Mrs.. Faxon, suddenly j
lifting her fair couutt nance, as .she in- j
tt rrupted her husband, "You sown
to bsaway all the time lately. Tkkej
Z;e with yon."
"Not this inno, Yioh:t " i
And Violet x'aon's husband iVll in-:
to a fit of abstraction, from winch her
smartest chatter failed to cronce him. '
They ratio v.t last to tha Fas on ;
uaii. n. grand and simple, rt::d ful--filling
its promise of a beautiful inter-
Amid the while lac? raid c:imson ;
biik of it?v chiv.nb"!', Violet was bmli-:
ing out iK-r lowr- f:iir hair, when her ,
husband p?ius-.l in th- doorway, and
locked r.t her nharply. Then he came ',
slowly across the rmm. and lifting;
the oval face in his hand, locked close- j
y at the rosede cheek, peai'ly ear
and curved lashes. i
-Wh-tis it?" ashed Vk.let '-a!
"No." ho ruiswtred. smiling faintly ;
and strolling across the chamber. '
"Y hi looked lik-s? my sister then .
tiju wa-; all." " i
"Your sister, dear ? You never j
iold me anont her." said Violet. I
"No." he answered, and said no!
3Ir. Faxon bore no resemblance to !
hi delicate patrician wife. A little
li-ss than thirty dirk, strongly built, '
active, vigorous he impressed one as!
ft strong eh tracter. It. with a remark j
able rich comc-iines of countenance,
there we rs sensual lines, there waa
aNo a certain evidence of strong, good !
Hen.se and a look of deep experiences, j
Mr. Faxoti looked like a man who car-i
lied weight. !
He was up and away at daybreak!
the noit morning. An early train!
bore him east waid, and nine o'clock;
lound Lim landed at a little station;
called Seabrook. j
The dismal little building was set j
in a field cf clover, around winch aj
road wound away among the mounds
of verdure. j
After a glance around, Mr. Far on :
iook this road, and walked slowly!
along. The robins hopped across
it : the bobolinks sang in the trees ;
over it. The unassuming white clo-
ver among the grass perfumed the
cool morning air. J
He passed only a few houses, but he i
observed them attentively. They!
were all old and humble farmhouses, j
Apparently, this property, which had, j
by the foreclosure of a mortgaged alien '!
to Mr Faxon, was not situated in a'
very rich or enterprising neighbor-j
V. hen he had walked nearly a mile, j
ho came to a green dooryard, among j
widespread apple trees, "with a well-;
sweep among them, and a residence,
though plain, more pro e-itio is' nnd
comfortable than the others.
There was a narrow, well-worn path
among the khoi t grass and butter-j
cups to the porch, where a bitter-j
fcwer-t twined its strong arms. In a'
corner under the verdure was an arm-!
chair, with a book on the seat, and a i
aku lying across it a gnarled, twis- j
ted cane of hickory, that Mr. Faxon !
looked twice at. The book ho saw
vus the Bible. ,
There was. an old lady with a sweet, j
faded face, and snowy cap-strings
lied under h r double chin, knitting
at a window near h , but his quiet
rtep had not disturbed her. ;
He had put his hand to the knocker ; !
be took it down again as lie caught
sight of tins placid face. He stood
there quite still for several minutes.
A gray cat came and rubbed against
his leg. Some apple blossoms, float
ing down touched his cheek.
At length the gentle lips moved.
''Father," said the mild old lady,
'you had best lie down and take a
"Such old people ! And I have
come to take their home away;" said
There was a strong pain in his dark
face now as he stood looking down
at the porch floor.
After a moment, he stepped off the
porch on the farther side, and walked
away under the apple trees.
"When Mr. Faxon cams back from
his brief stroll, his presence, as he
crossed the yard, was observed.
A white-haired old man, who had
come to the open door and taken up
the hickory stick, turned back hastily,
with a few hurried words, and the
aged woman dropped her knitting i
and rose up with a paleness dropping .
over her face. j
But while Mr. Faxon hesitated on i
the porch again both came to the door.
Sad, startled faces they both had,
but they were civil. Their greeting
was kindly, as to a friend.
"Mv name is Faxon," said the visi
tor, "I "
"We know who ye be sir," said the
old man, "we know who ye be, though
we never seed ye before. Will you
come in ?"
Mj. Faxon stepped across the white
hall floor into the quaint, cool and
com fort able pi t i mix- room.
The rough, blue paper, like chintz j
on the wall, some "honesty" and dried j
grasses in opaque white vases upon
the high, narrow mantlepioce un con-;
sciously struck his eye, while he toqk l
a seathis mind was oceunied with
"We've been lonsr exnectin' vou,
said the old ladv rfentlv.
Her hands crossed on the
gingham apron upon her lap, trem
bled a little, but the serenity of her
manner was not mr.ch changed.
But the old man's eyes swam in
tears. He rested both hands on the
hickorv stick between his knees, as
he sat in a corner, and bending his
forehead upon them, partially hid his
"Yes. yes', but it comes soil of sud-i
den now," said the old man.
Mr. Faxon sat in speechless sym- i
After a little pause, old Mr. Derby
looked up and met hi., eyes.
"Of course, it's all right sir. We
don't qv.cstion your right to the place.
we ve been sort of unfortunate. I
think so don't yon, mother ?"
The old ladv lav back amonr the
cushions of the dimitv covered chair. , as they pressed toward him trying to
She had a look of physical weakness j express their gratitude j
Mr. 1 axon had not observed before.) "So no tnanks ! Believe me, you,
hlie did not speak. j owe me nothing nothing!"
Her husband looked at her atten-j He took his hat. The old man;
tivelv. A sudden flush went over his ! who was voiceless, wrung his band, j
thin 'face. jMr. Faxon turned to Mrs Derby,,
"It is not for mv?elf I care it is :
her F he cried, striking his cane vio-
leutly upon the floor. "She helped ;
IL CiUli LUIS lUace, V lieu SUtJ V OUI JIT. '
There was no kind o' work but what
them hands you see lyin' so weary
now in her lap, tir, was put to. She
was up early an' late, always a-doin,'
fur me and tho childien. God never
made a better wife an' mother. An'
sir, it' hird that she should be i
?d out of her home in her old ;
age!" ias she stroka his temples with fond
"Hush, hush, Daniel !" said the old ; fingers,
lady softly. "The lord will provide:; "I am but twenty-eight years old,
and it's not lono-We bavo to stav in ! but sorrow for mv early faults has
this world, you know.
"Will you tell me the history of the ;
place, Mr. Dcrbv ?"' asked Mr. Faxon, j
How did vou come to lose it ?'"
"It was mortgaged, sir," said the
old man, at last, "to pay the boys' col
lege bills. You see, we had three
children Selwyn, Roscoe and little
Annifl "VTni lipr ami T 1i.1rf linro on
eddication, but we said all along that
our children should have; an' they
went to the district school an then to
the academy an' by-an' by we fitted
them off for college. Bright smart
boys they were everybody said my
boys had good parts, Roc was always
a little wild. I think mother, there,
loved him better for that. He was
more trouble, an she clung to him
closer because others blamed him, at
times. Annie, his sister, was always
a pleadin,' too, for Roc. He played
truant, and he whipped the boys who
told on him ; he was always puttin'
ms bones m peril,
an twice be was
balf drowned vet in Knite of all h i
was readv for college when Selwvn !
was, though Selwyn was steady as a
clock. Mother and I had been scrap
in together for vears and at last we
fitted them off.
We went on denying ourselves, for j
it was just the one hope of our lives
to have the boys graduate with all
the honors; an' time went on, but
many of the crops failed an' there
came disappointment here and disap
pointment there, an' failing to get to
gether the money the boys sent for
especially Roc we mortgaged the
farm for five hundred dollars.
"They were nearly through you
see, an' mother an' Annie thought that
Selwyn might be principal of the
academy or something when he came
home, and' Roc would be a lawyer, !
'cause he could argufy and speak so j
smart in public, an the money would
bo paid back easy.
But from time to time there camo
rumors I didn't like, as to how Ros
coe was up in his old wild ways ; and
at last it came like a thunderbolt
Roc was suspended and had run away
to foreign parts. "WeU, I pass over
that, sir ; I tried not to be too hard on
the boy. Then Selwyn came home.
He had graduated weU, but he had a
cough. He didn't complain, but he
was thin and pale, and soon mother
an' I saw that the child we had meant
to rely on was an invalid on our
hands. The thought struck me dumb.
But mother was all energy. We
traveled here with him, we traveled
there. We saw all the noted doctors
East and West. We borrowed mon
ey on the old place, and we nevr
paid any back. I had made one or
two payments at first, but they were
but a drop in the bucket. At last we
brought Selwyn home to die.
"Don't Daniel," said the mother
"He wants to hear the rest. There's
onlv a little more, but it's no betrer.
Annie was like Selwyn good and pa
tient and delicate-like, too. We didn't
uiind it at first, but her cheeks grew
thin and too red ; a cough ehe had
from a child grew harder, and though
the best doctor we could get came
early and late, it was only a year af
ter Selwyn died before we laid Annie
down among the snows. Thank ye,
sir, for your pity ! Mother and I
have shed most of our tears."
Mr. Faxon put his cambric hand
kerchief back in his pocket.
"Your other son, Roscoe, Mr. Der
bv did he never come home ?"
It's nirh ehdit vears since
we have seen Roc
He knew he dis
appointed us ; but that was nothin,
vras it mother ?"
"I never think of it," said Mrs.
Derby, shaking her head. "Perhaps
I don't know we took the wrong
course with Roc. He was restless an'
He was wild, but he was lov
Her voice broke.
! "Mrs. Derby," said Mr. Faxon, "I
: find I know something of vour story
; aircauv. xonr son, nosc-.e xeroy,
;who ran away at nmeteeu years old,
11 "TT W 1
"m mv wav to obtniu some inform a-
tion of him for vou."
' The old people had
1 from their seats; bnt
"Meanwhile, be at
! iuce r gardieg onr
he went on,
stav hre in
your oM uome. lmir right to o-ci
! py it in unquestioned in my
and i:t me assure jou t:ihi yn:i vu:i
never, during your lifetime, b? re
quire i to go hence. There is the .
; mortgage" he placed st-me papers ;
on the table, "the Der y place is
1 y ur own."
He rose, putting ihera gently back, i
as they pressed toward him trying to
i express their gratitude. j
I "No no thanks ! Belize me. vou ;
and taking ner rolt, wrinkled nngers
m his strong palm bent low and kiss-
ed them. Then he turned toward
v., u u uiuuii.uu
"Mother father!" he said, "I can
not go, fori know you have forgiven
And the next instant the strong
man was kneeling with his head
hi mother's knee,
"After long years, mother," he said
brought some gray hairs about my
on are not Mr. Faxon, after
all. Roc?" said the father with a puz
"Yes, I am, dear father. Five years
ago I had the good fortune of gain
ing the good will of one of the weal-
tViinai A i-i ri Ti e)iinrtirir moi-Mianf 3 !
111 T" 1 " T J
. i fc v
, en m volition, ne give me a
jsition, and I decided to stay with him.
I and served faithfully in his employ,
until just before his death, when hav
ing formed an engagement with his
only daughter, he gave his consent
to our marriage, with the proviso
that I would take his name and car
ry on his interests exaclly as they
had been. To this I consented, for
in spite of settled habits and ideas, I
felt an alien and alone ;but mother, I
have a good wife and the best of sons
a little fellow two years old, named
ueiuy. uoea tuai piease you r
Ah, indeed ! What loving old wo-
man is not pleased with her
graced child ? Soon the house was
by the presence of Violet Faxon and
the lovely boy, whom grandfather
could not praise enough and grand
mother could not fondle enough; yet
ifc wa8 sweeter, perhaps, to hear his
naotner a voice wmsper:
"I 'ike 'your wife; and do you know,
j'01.1 thmk Bhe 1S verJ mucb like
I Annie ?
Secretary Evarts ought to select
Wednesday, November 24th, as a day
of fasting and prayer. It is the 329th
day of the year.
It takes a whole legislature toi10 tne clim, be divided into tnree
change a man's name. A woman I equal parts, the first division determ
can change her's by the act of a sin- j ines the places where the eyebrows
gle man. " i meeti and the second the place of the
j nostrih S The height from the feet to
Mrs. A. T. Stewart is out of mourn- the top'of the head, is the distance
iiDg, and has begun purchasing, a
complete outfit of new clothes.
The Senate Pie Stand.
The Senate pie stand, says the
Washington correspondent of the
Hartford Times, was kept by a crip
pled lady named Mary Burch. She
has been there for many years, and
has probably made money. During
the time Mary has kept it she has
had as customers many of the lead
ing men of the nation. Senator Mc
Crary, of Kentucky, the most humor
ous speaker that has been in the
Senate since the days of Nye, was a
regular customer of Mary's stand;
so also was Zach Chandler. David
Davis could be seen there every day
the Senate was in session, drinking
his glass of milk and eating his piece
of pie, for which Mary charged 8
cents. Chandler was a great pie
eater. Senator Vest, of Missouri,
was also a frequent but not regular
consumer of Mary's famous pies. I
remember one day of hearing Sena
tor McCrary invite Senator Ransom,
of North Carolina, up to Mary's
stand. Said McCrary, whose strong
est point was his economy and sav
ing, (he saved, it is said, $35,000 out
of the $40,000 he received as salaiy
for the eight years he was in the
Senate), "Ransom, you have lunehed
me several times, now come and take
a lunch with me." Ransom, accom
panied him, expecting, of course, to
bo led down to the restaurant, but
McCrary walked direct to Maiy's pie
stand. "Mary," said he, "give us
two glasses of milk and five cents'
worth of ginger-cakes." Turning to
Ransom, he asked, innocently. "Ran
som, do you like ginger-cakes?"
Ransom said he did, but he drank
tne milk only, wniie McCrary con-i
sumed the five cakes. Another dav i
he met Conkling walking along the i
j hall. Stopping him, he said, "Conk-
;iing, have something?" Conkling i
! said, "Certainly.'" McCrary went j
j over to the stand, and, handing Mary
i two pennies, said. "Give us two of
. those long sticks of candy." Taking
: the largest he handed Conkiinfj the
other, and the pair
walked off. One
; cky Mary was ;v,ked if
jut iu ,ropol.tion to
Senator Davis j
his size. She '
No, he don't eat much,
pav, which is in ore j
I than some of
them." Senator Davis,
besides l is million-dollar farm, has at
; least another million dvllars lyings
! around: Mary made a caka which i
was known as the two-cent cake. It j
i was made of better material than thei
ordinary penny cake. Chandler was !
: noticed munching on them one day!
by a friend, who asked if he could!
stand Htich food. "Stuml it !"' he re- i
; plied, "no. I don't stand it. My liver!
is too active, and I eat these to stop'
it a little."
Solomon and the BlftCKSmitll.
Thc blacksmith h&s someiimes been
,..,. , , ,
called tbe kinS cf mechanics, and
this is the way he is said to have
earned the distinction :
The s tbftt durf the
lading cf Solomon's TcmpK that i
wise ruler tledjocl to tmit tao ar. j
tisaus cm)loved on his famous edifice j
f, Q Ivj,-,,,,,.-, n t!lf Tl.-il warp
enjoying tne good ius Dounty naa
provided, King Solomon moved from
i table to table endeavoring to become
I better acquainted with his workmen.
I To one of them he said :
i "My friend, what is your trade!"
j "A carpenter."
"And who makes your tools ?"
j "The blacksmith," replied the car-
To another Solomon said :
1 t W 1 w
"What is your trade V
"And who makes your tools f
"The blacksmith," replied the ma
A third stated that he was a stone-
: cutter, anddhat the blacksmith also
made his tools.
The fourth man whom King Solo-
addressed was the blacksmith
po-ihimself He was a powerful man
bared arms on tnQ mus
j d stood out in bold relief, and
j seemingly almost as hard as the met
als he worked.
"And who makes your tools?"
"I make them myself," said th
Whereupon King Solomon imme
diately proclaimed him the King of
the mechanics, because he could not
frwVlc lwt all nfliAr
, artiJgang were forced to to io
i v , a ,na,ia
The Human Figure.
The proportions of the human fig
ure are six times the length of the
feet. Whether the form is slender
or plump, the rule holds good; any
deviations from it is a departure from
the highest beauty in proportion.
The Greeks made all their 6tatues
according to this rule. The face,
from the highest point of the fore
head, where the hair begins, to chin
is one-tenth of the whole stature.
Tue hand, from the wrist to the mid
dle of the finger, is the same. From
the top of the chest to the highest
point of the forehead is a seventh.
If the face, from the roots of the hair
from the extrimity of the fingers when
the arms are extended. be!.
The Father Who Melted.
Detroit Free Press.
The other evening a citizen of De
troit beckoned to his 12 year old son
to follow him to the woodshed, and
when they had arrived there he be
gan: "Now, young man, you have been
fighting again. Howr many times
have I told you that it is disgraceful
to fight V
"Oh, father, this wasn't about mar
bles or anything of the kind," replied
"I can't help it. Ae a Christian
man it is my duty to bring up my
children to fear the Lord. Take off
"But, father, the boy I was fighting
with called me names."
"Can't help it. Calling names don't
hurt any one. Off with that coat !"
"He said I was a son of a wire
puller." "What! what's that!"
"And he said you were sn office
hunter." "What! what loafer dared make
that assertion ?"
"It made me awful mad, but I
didn't say anything. Then he called
you a hireling."
"Called me a hireling! Why, I'd
like to get my hands on him," puffed
the old gent.
"Yes, he said you were a political
"Lord, O gracious ! but wouldn't I
like to have the training of that boy
for about five minutes !" wheezed the
old man, as he hopped around.
"1 put up with that. 7 contmued the
boy, "and then he said you laid vour
pipes for office and got left by a large
majority. 1 couldn't stand that,
father, so I sailed over the fence and
licked him bald headed in less'n two
minutes. Thrash me if you must,
father, but I couldn't stand to hear
you abused by one of the malignant
"My son," said the father, as he
felt for a half dollar with one hand,
and wiped his eyes with the other,
"you may go out and buy you two
pounds of candy. The bible says it
is wrong to fight, but the bible must i
make allowance for political cam
paigns and the vile slanders of the j
other party. I only brought you out
here to talk to you, and now you can
put on your coat and run along."
How to Mind a Baby.
First, a man must needs have o
to take Crtre of. It isn't every one
thai is fortunate enough to have one,
nd wht-nhedoes his wife is always
wanting to run over to the neighbor's
only five minutes, and he has to at
tend to the baby. Sometimes she
caresses him, and oftener &ho says,
"John, take good care of the child
'till I return."
You want to remonstrate, but can
not pluck up courage while that aw
ful female's eye is upon you ; so you
prudently refrain, and merely re
mark: "Don't stay long, my dear."
She is scarcely out of smht when
the luckless babe opens its eyes, and
its mouth also, and emits a yell which
causes the cat to bounce out the door
as if something had stung it. You
timidly lift the cherub and sing an
operatic air; he does not appreciate
it, and yells the louder. You try to
bribe hitn with a bit of sugar; not a
bit of use, he spits it out. You get
wrathy and shake him. He stops a
second, and you venture another,
when, good heavens I he sets up such
a roar that the passers-by look up in
astonishment. You feel desperate
your hair stands on end and the per
spiration oozes out of every pore as
the agonizing thought comes over
yon, what if the luckless child should
have a fit You try baby talk; but
"litty, litty lamby" has no effect, for
he stretches as if a red-hot peker had
been laid upon his spine, and still he
yells. You are afraid tbe neighbor
hood will be alarmed, and give him
your gold watoh as a last resource,
j istiu time to save your whiskers;
though he throws down a handful of
your eherished mustache to take the
watch, and you thankfully And an
easy chair to rest your aching limbs
when down comes that costly watch
on the floor, and the cause of all the
trouble breaks into an ear-splitting
roar and you set your teeth and pre
pare to administer personal chastise
ment, when in Irishes the happy wo
man known as your wife, snatches the
long suffering child from your will
ing arms, and, sitting down, stills it
by magic, while you gaze mournfully
at the remains of your watch and
cherished mustache, and muttering a
malediction on babykind in general,
and on the image of his father in par
ticular, vow uevar to take care of a
baby again until the next time.
A Cheap Barometer.
Put a small quantity of finely pul
verized alum in a long half-ounce vial,
and fill it with spirits of wine. When
the atmosphere is dry and clear the
spirits will be as clear as crystal ; but
on the approach of rain or bad wea
ther, the alum will rise in the centre
in the form of a spiral cloud, which is
an infallible indication of rain or bad
To Parents. How often does a
slight cough or cold lead to the most
serious consequences? Keep Dr.
j Bull's Cough Syrup at home. Plty-
i fcieians prescribe it. Price 25 cents.
Preserving Her Temper.
"Well, I declare, I don't know
what to preserve this Fall ! " exclaim
ed Mrs. Fussabout; peaches is high
and plums isn t worth putting up
aud quinces is as bad as hive syrup."
There is no knowing how much lon
ger she would have gone on, if Mr.
F. had not suggested that she might
preserve her temper, for want of any
thing better. Then she stopped ; but
he didn't; He left.
"Wheresoever the carcass is thither
will the eagles be gathered together."
And whenever you hoar of an inde
pendent democratic candidate you
may bat that with tha next jump he
makes he will be in tbe radical camp.
Independeutism is the first step to
rad icalism. Goldsboro' Messenger.
T torn tlie wllkesbarro Union Leader.
The mystic figures in 329 if added
together make the sum total of 14.
Upon examination we find 14 to be a
very significant number. For in
stance, there are 14 letters in each of
the following :
James A Garfield.
De Golyer Frauds.
Counted Hayes In.
Will be Defeated.
Three Times Three.
Three things to love courage, gen
tleness and affection.
Three things to hate cruelty, ar
rogance and ingratitude.
Three things to like cordiality.
good humor and mirthfulness.
Three things to avoid idleness,
loquacity and flippant jesting.
Three things to cultivate good
books, good friends and good humor.
Three things to contend for hon
or, country and friends.
Three things to govern temper,
tongue and conduct.
Three things to think about life,
death and eternity.
The Postal Service.
News and Observer.
Our postal service is a modern in
stitution, but yet so completely is the
Union covered by a network of
postal lines that it is the wonder of
the age, and marks our progress
moro certainly than any other test.
There are 5.862 contractors for the
transportation of mails, and 1.857
special officers. The number of pub
lic routes in operation is 11,112, ag
gregating in length 343,888 miles,
the cost of which is $18,747,991. To
this is added the compensation of
railroad jiostoffice clerks, route agents,
messengers and local agents, making
the total aggregate cost $22,296,269.
The service is divided as follows :
Railroad routes, 85.320 miles ; annual
transportation, 96,497,463 miles: cost
$10,539,271, of which $1,259,216 was
for railroad car service. Steamboat
routes, 23,320 miles ; annual trans
portation, 5,668,538 miles; cost,
$887,220; other routes, 235,248
miles ; annual transportation, 76,070,
995; cost, $8,321,499. And this in
a country which a century ago had
no mail sendee worthy of the name.
Some habits are so unconsciously
practiced that a movement to mend
them la the only way to detect them.
The beam in one's own eye is less no
ticed than thc mote in another per
A family while at the breakfast ta
ble one morning pledged to observe
the strictest veracity for that day. A
member of the family tells the "con
As a first fruit of the resolve, we
asked the one who suggested it:
"What made you so late at break
fast this morning ?"
"She hesitated, began with, "Be
cause I could't ' and then true to
her compact, said: "The truth is, I
was lazy and didn't hurry, or I might
have been down long ago."
Presently one of them remarked
that ehe had been vry cold, adding:
"I never was so cold in my life."
An inquiring look caused the last
speaker to modify this statement in
stantly with: "Oh, I don't think it
was so eold, after all."
A third remark to the effect that
'Miss So and-S was the homeliest
! girl ia the city," was recalled as soon
as made, the speaker being compell
ed to own that Miss So-and-So was
only rather plain, instead of being
So it went on throughout the day,
causing much merriment, which was!
good-naturedly accepted by tne sub
jects, and giving rise to constant cor
rections in the interest of truth.
One thing became more and more
surprising, however, to each one of
us, and that was the amount of cut
ting down which our most careless
statements demanded under this new
OnA nf mv children was recently
utinokoA with a severe case of croup.
j which really assumed a distressing ing that it was scarcely possible to
! phase. I was recommended to try ! try a case in Perquimans or Chowau
1 Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup, after other j counties and requested him to an
! remedies had failed. The effect wasj nounco that no Court would bo held
most happy and speedy, causing an j in these counties. This was dono
! entire cure. F. Albrecht, 241 South ! and he left for the mouutains. Char
i Sharp St., Baltimore. j lotte Democrat.
Gin Rouse Burned.
On Friday last the gin house, press
and a lot of lint and seed cottoK at
Jos. Williams' were consumed by fire.
Mr. Jere Jones of Harnett lost his
stream cotton gin last Wednesday
night with eight bales of cotton.
News and Observer.
Dr. J. M. Kirkpatrick brought to
town last week a stalk of corn, which
had two well developed ears that
grew below the joint roots; and lay
on the ground Kinston Journal.
The Banner Connty.
Mr. J. A. Long of Caswell tells us
that in the county of Caswell, he
does not know of a solitary white
man who will vote for Garfield, and
Judge Buxton's promises are not
flattering. Durham Recorder.
The gin house of Messrs. Wiggins
O'Berry, near Dudley, was destroy
ed by fire Thursday last, together
with about seventeen bales of cotton.
No insurance. Loss estimated at $2,
800. The fire is supposed to have
originated from friction in the lint
room. Goldsboro' Messenger.
A Horrible Death.
A little daughter of Lafayette Mai
on, Esq., an estimable citizen of Gas
ton county, was playing around the
furnace where syrup, was being made,
when she slipped and fell into the pot
of boiling syrup surviving the terri
ble accident only a few hours. Char
Second Crop of Peaches.
Mr. Washington Barnes presented
us last Saturday some peaches just
gathered by him on the Yadkin Hill
farm, from a tree that had already
borne a full crop this summer. These
of the second crop were small not
more than half the size of the first
crop, but were
very palatable. -
perfectly ripe and
Last Year's Stalk.
Mr. Jerry Sutton a farmer of this
county, has a stalk of cotton which is
the result of a sprout of a stalk of
last year's crop, from which he has
picked out 80 bolls, and there are
a great many bolls on the stalk which
have not matured. Mr. S. says tbey
are the largest cotton bolls that have
ever grown on bis farm. Who can
beat it ? Kinston Journal.
The store house and entire stock
of goods belonging to Mr. J. C. Wil
liams, of Black River township, Har
nett county, was destroyed by fire on
the morning ot the 6th inst. He first
discovered the fire about 3 o'clock a.
m. The fire was on the inside of the
building and was evidently the work
of an incendiary. The total loss is
about $500: no insurance. News
We regret to learn that the dwell
ing of Capt. W. K. Parish of this
county was destroyed by fire on Wed
nesday night ot last week. Tho fire
broke out about 10 o'clock, and is
supposed to have caught from the
stove pipe. So rapid was the spread
of the flames that nothing of the con
tents of the house was saved, the fam
ily barely escaping. An adjoining
building containing two hundred
bushels of wheat was also burned.
The loss is between three and four
thousand dollars. Durham Record
er. His Last Card.
The community was terribly shock
ed Sunday morning by the intelli
gence that spread rapidly over the
city of a man having dropped dead
whilst playing a game of cards. In
vestigation disclosed the following
facts: "Doc" Jenkins and three oth
er colored men were playing a game
of "seven up" in Armistead Mayo's
saloon on college street. Jenkins
was six im the game and holding a
winning card was in the set of throw
ing it whon he dropped dead and the
fatal card fell to the floor. Char
Sickness in Eat3ni Carolina.
A letter from Judge Brook3 to a
gentleman in Charlotte, under dalte
of Elizabeth City, Sept. 27th, says:
"This whole Albermarle country is
but one vast hospital but without the
sanitary arrangmentt, physicians and
nurses found in well regulated insti
tutions for the sick. I have never
known fevers, ague and fyvers, typ
hoid intermittent so violent as to
almost equal yellow fever so uni
versal with our people. Many die
suddenly with only three chills. Last
week Judge Sehenck opened the Su-
penor Court here, and became sick.
I The bar represented to him in writ-