North Carolina Newspapers

ft vU1 L h(i 1 H. A. LONDON, Jr., OF EDITOR AND FROrttirTOR. vvvy Ay AyAy Ay -N ADVERTISING. One sqtwe, one Insertion, One square, two insertions, One square, ono mouth, - - 11.00 - 1.50 2.S0 TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: One eorr. yar, - -One copy ,slx months -Vma copf , three uiontUi. . . p.oo - 1.00 VOLUME 3. PITTSB0R0', CHATHAM CO., N. C.3 OCTOBER 14, 1880. N U Mi B E R 5 ' inada.1"0' a(Ivcrtlseiu:,lt8 Ubei-al contracts will 6 6 Poetry. THREE TWENTY-NINE. Campaign Poetry, Dedicated to Garfield. What wns It that from Ami I took, Ktwtd Mimsly In my pocket-bonk. And tbon nwuim'J my t-alutly look? 829. 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 1 829. What, Tfhn my cmp seemed very lul, 1K1 1 tn solemn tnnoo and sad Swear that I never, never had ? 82'., What i'ld Am have In Mark and wUUc That showed me up in my true light, And left mo'in a sorry plight ? 329. Wuat were thus proved beyond a doubt The fljrure Tor whi-h I mild out, And which I since have lied about T 829. 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 820. Csloctod Story. 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 ? : "i-s. sir. 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- iur. i 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! frerkle?" j "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! more. j 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 hood. 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 rest.'' "Such old people ! And I have come to take their home away;" said Mr. Faxon. 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 other thoughts. "We've been lonsr exnectin' vou, s:r. said the old ladv rfentlv. Her hands crossed on the spotless 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 face. "Yes. yes', but it comes soil of sud-i den now," said the old man. Mr. Faxon sat in speechless sym- i patnv. 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. on; 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' now, turn 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 softly. "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 ?" "Never! 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' j active. iin 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 Iqaickly. "Meanwhile, be at ! iuce r gardieg onr rien e-jgerly he went on, no mconvei stav hre in your oM uome. lmir right to o-ci ! py it in unquestioned in my UJl!l 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 me!" And the next instant the strong man was kneeling with his head on hi mother's knee, "After long years, mother," he said brought some gray hairs about my temples.' "And vc on are not Mr. Faxon, after all. Roc?" said the father with a puz zled smile. "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 grand 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 ' i answered, No, he don't eat much, but he trood 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- penter. To another Solomon said : 1 t W 1 w "What is your trade V "A mason." "And who makes your tools f "The blacksmith," replied the ma son. A third stated that he was a stone- : cutter, anddhat the blacksmith also made his tools. The fourth man whom King Solo- mon 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 blacksmith. 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 the boy. "I can't help it. Ae a Christian man it is my duty to bring up my children to fear the Lord. Take off your coat." "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 lick-spittle." "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 opposition." "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, sternly : "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 weather. 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. Independent Candidates. "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. 329. 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. Credit Mobilier. De Golyer Frauds. Conscience Fund. 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. Exaggeration. 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 son's eye. 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 sequences.' 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 excessively homely. 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 law. 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. STATE N2WS 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. Kin8ton Journal. Gin Burned. Mr. Jere Jones of Harnett lost his stream cotton gin last Wednesday night with eight bales of cotton. News and Observer. Curious Corn. 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. Gin Burned. 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 lotte Observer. 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 Kinston Journal. 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. Store Burned. 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 and Observer. Dwelling Burnt. 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 lotte Observer. 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-