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I'll (91 ti H. A. LONDON, Jr., F-OTTOK AND PfiOrBIKTOS. M BATES OP ADVERTISING. Ay vys Ay Ny One square, one Incrtloit, Oa SQOue, two Insertions, One qwe,on month, - - Jl.00 - 1.SO 5.56 TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: CTT. - - - - - OMceyr.alKMBtt) - - - - - LOO VOL.-HI. NO. 30. PITTSBORO', CHATHAM CO., N. C, APRIL 7, 1881. 1. A. 10IMJ, Jr., Efilcr vi Kite Vnr larger adfertlaementt liberal contracts will Katie's Answer. Och, Katie'e a rogue, it in thrue, But her eve8, like the ekr, are so blue. An' her dimples bo ewato, An her ankles so nate, Fhe dazed, an' she bothered me, too Till one mornin we wint for a ride, Whin, demure as a bride, by my side. The darliat, she sat, Wid the wickedest hat 'Neath a purty girl's chin iver tied. An my heart, arrah, thin how it bate! For my Kate looked so temptiu an swate, Wid cheeks like the rosew, An all the red posies That grow in her garden so nate. But I pat just as mute as the dead. Till phe said, wid a toss of her head, "If I'd known that to-lay Ye'd have nothing to say, I'd have gone with my cousin, instead." Thin I felt myself grow very lnvld, For I knew she'd not scold if I towM Ur the love in my heart That would never depart. Though I lived to be wrinkled and old. An' I said: "If I dared to do so, I'd lit go ut the baste, an' I'd throw Both arms round her waist. An' be stalin a taste lv them lips that are coaxiu' me so." Thin she blushed a more illigant red. As she said, widout raising her head. An her eyes lookin' down "Neath her lashes so brown, Would yo like me to drive, Misthet Ted? TWO ELOPEMENTS. In a large, square, old-fashioned house such as our fathers used to build when soliditv was more sought ! after than utility lived Philip Manson I and his sister Esther. Philin had reached the mature age of forty years, j and Esther was closo to him. Still, J each hid pursued a solitary pathway I through life, seeking no companionship ! eave that of the other, till there was j reason to believe that they would con tinue to loilow the same course till in the fullness of time they were gathered into the family tomb the receptacle of many generations of the Manson family, j There was more reason to think so, j since they took care to commend an un-1 married life, not only by example but j by precept. j "No," said Philip, when assailed on ' this subject by a match-making-lady; : " marrying may be very good for some i people, but I could not bear to have mv i habits broken in upon, and my whole I House turned topsy-turvy by the intro- duction of a wife." " But by-and-bye, when you grow j older, you will feel the need of a wife j more that at present. I "No," said Philip, conclusively, "I ' have a sister who is devoted to me, and while she lives I shall need no other. As for Miss Esther, she often declared that she never would make a slave of herself for any man living. If other women were fool ish enough to give up their independ ence, and tie themselves to a man, for no other earthly purposes than to bur den themselves with cares and toil from morning till night, she was sure she had no objection. For her own part she was wiser. Her brother and she had always lived together peaceably and happily, and she did not think she could make any change for the better. Of course, it was insinuated by those whose opinions differed widely from Miss Esther's, that in adopting this opinion she was only making virtue of necessity, and that it was best to be con tended with one's lot, provided there was no chance of improving.it. But Esther did not hear these remarks, and so was not disturbed by them. She continued to live in the old house with her brother. They kept no domestic, since Esther rather plumed herself on her houskeeping qualities, and there was really but little to do. So, as her brother was usually absent during the day, she was left for the most part to the companionship of her own thoughts, unless some neighbor chanced to call in a thing, by the way, of rather rare occurrence, since most of the neighbors had large families of their own, which necessarily confined them at home. Early one afternoon, just after Esther Manson had completed her task of clear ing away the dinner dishes, and stor ing them away in the cupboard after a thorough washing, she was startled by a rap at the door. Somewhat surprised by a caller at this unusual hour, she answered the sum mons. She was a little apprehensive that it was a neighbor who had of late proved very troublesome from her habit of borrowing articles, and owing, it is to be presumed, to an habitual for getfulness, neglecting to return them. " I hope," she mused, " that if it is Mrs. Bailey, she will be wanting to borrow something I have not got." She opened the door; but no Mrs. Bailey presented herself to her expect ing gaze a gentleman of forty-five jcurs, carefully, nay, elegantly dressed, stood before her. "I beg your pardon for intruding, madam," said he, as he noticed Esther's look of surprise; " but can you direct me to the house of the late Mr. Well fleet? I have heard it was for sale, and from the description I have heard t it, judge it will suit me." " It is the next bouse on the left, Bir," answered Esther, who had had time, while the gentleman was speak ing, to examine his appearance, which did not fail to impress her favorably. "Thank you for the, information. I trust you will pardon the trouble I occasioned you," replied the gentle man, bowing. " Not the least trouble in the world," replied Esther, a little fluttered by a deference to which she had not been accustomed. Two days afterward Esther heard that Mr. Wellfleet's estate had been purchased by a stranger named Bige low., She at once conjectured, and j rightly, that this was the same with her j visitor. A few days elapsed, and Esther Manson received another visit from the gentleman. " I have a favor to ask of you, Miss Manson," he commenced (it seemed he ! had ascertained her name). " I am i aware that our slight acquaintance will hardly justify it, but I trust time will i remove this obstruction. You must : know," he added, smiling," that I am a j bachelor, dependent in many respects i nnon mv honsekeener. who. tLouerh a good woman in her way, I am afraid is j not reliable in matters of taste. As my furniture has arrived, but has not been i arranged, I would esteem it a real ser- j vice if you would give me your opinion in some little matters respecting its j j proper disposition. My carriage is at the door ready to carry you over." "But" Kaid Esther, a little hesi- j tatingly, " 1 do not claim to have mncl1 taste 1 fear 1 sua11 Prove no more ' reliaDlc in tliat respect than your house weeper. t lva imf tn Wir ammul " onul ' Mr. Biselow. politelv. "to be fullv ! satisfied upon that point." Vefi.fl'o flnciiC,i xrith nioacnro ' at this compliment, and she made j preparations to comply with her new ; visitor's request. It was not without a little conscious-; ness the singularity of her position tliat Esther found herself riding by the 8de a gentleman with whom she scarcely exchanged half a dozen words in the course of her life, The distance, however, was but short, aud sue nad little time for reflection, On arriving at her place of destination suc found the chief yart of her business accomplished. The furniture, which, bv the wav, was new and handsome, j nad been arranged in the rooms after a . fashion, but Esther was ablo to point ; out several changes for the better, with i " Good evening, Maria," was his sal all of which Mr. Bigelow professed I utation as he entered. After a brief himsplf delighted : lie. moreover, aslcprl I conversation about the weather, the her advice as to the proper place to hang several fine pictures that he had 1 picked up in the course of his European j travels. This was accorded with some ! hesitation, j Mr. Bigelow would not bo satisfied without showing his new-found acquaint ance all over the house, from kitchen to garret. When all was completed he overpowered her with protestations of gratitude for her kind service, and landed her at her own door just five minutes before her brother came in. Esther was rather glad of this, as she was a little suspicious that her brother would consider her adventure rather a Quixotic one. To avoid comment she did not even inform Philip that she had ever met Mr. Bigelow. He took frequent oppor tunities to call upon her, upon some slight pretext or another, but it always chanced to be at a time when hei brother was absent. "I wonder," said Philip, carelessly, as he sat by the fire one evening, "whether Mr. Bigelow will not be looking out for a wife before long?" " I I don't know," said Esther, and in her embarrassment dropping half a dozen stitches from the stocking which she held in her hand. "Not that I approve of marriage at least, in my own case," said Philip, not noticing this demonstration, "but it may be different with Mr. Bigelow. He has no sister to superintend his establishment. I don't know, however, whether there is anybody likely to suit him in this village. Let me see there is Miss Preston ; she might do." " No I don't think she would suit him at all," said Esther, with a spirit which considerably surprised her brother. She knows very little about house keeping." " Why, I thought you and Miss Pres ton were friends," said Philip, a little puzzled. "Well, so we are," returned Esther in her usual tone ; "but I I hardly think she would suit Mr. Bigelow." "Perhaps not," he rejoined, and so the conversation ended. From the conversation which we have recorded above, the reader will obtain some insight into the character of Esther's feelings toward Mr. Bige low. She would hardly confess it to herself; but, as a matter of fact, her ideas of marriage had suffered a ma terial change within a brief period. Meanwhile the gentleman continued his visits. Oftentimes he would ask to see the bed of flowers on which Esther rather prided herself, and some times he would petition for seeds, being very fond of flowers, as he said, and very anxious to introduce them in his own garden. On one of these occasions Mr. Bige low, after a little visible embarrass ment, said, hesitatingly: " I would like to ask your advice, Miss Esther, on rather a delicate question, and one of great importance to myself. There is one thing I wish to secure to make my establishment complete, but I hardly know in what manner to ask for it." "What is it you refer to?" asked Esther, unsuspiciously. "A wife," was the significant reply. Instantly a deep crimson flushed Es ther's cheeks. She did not trust herself to speak. " Need I say that you are the one, whom, of all others, I would seek to place in that position.1 He took her unresisting hand and kissed it with all the gallantry of young lover. T A . 1 A. Ml - jui wnat wm my orotner say ? in quired Esther, when she found voice to speak. " What should he say? You are your own mistress, surely?" " Yes, but he is always ridiculing the idea of marriage, and I couldn't venture to tell him. " No need of it. Let's run away to New York and get married. You know," he added, gayly, " we are both young and I romantic, and it would be quite in character." Esther at first objected, but when she i came to consider that in this way she j would be relieved of a great portion of i the embarrassment which such a step ; would naturally bring with it, she con I sented, and that day week was appointed for the departure. She required this time to make preparations. Meanwhile, if Esther had not been so exclusively occupied with her own affairs, she might have noticed that a change had come over Philip. He was often absent evenings, and when at home was more silent and abstracted than was his wont. The former she readily attributed to the cause which he assigned, namely, a pressure of business. The latter she did not observe, her mind being preoccupied. "We, who are in the secret, may take the liberty of following him on one of his business calls. It was at a neat cottage, from whose front door dangled an immense knocker, that Philip Manson knocked The do01 was Pened bJ the Bame Miss ireston, wuo some monins ago ne thought " might do for Mr. JLJigelow. crops, and other standard topics, which, however trivial they may seem, could hardly be dispensed with, he began to show signs of embarrassment, and final- ly ejaculated : "Maria Miss Preston I mean Ma ria, what aro vour opinions about marriage ?" " Why," said she, " I hardly know. I don't think I have given much consid eration to the subject." "Because," continued Philip, "I find my opinions have suffered a great change on this point. There was a time when I thought it unwise, but now if I could get a good wife, such as you, for example, I should be inclined to try it." "Oh, lor! Mr. Manson," said Miss Preston, in some perturbation, " how you talk !" Five minutes afterward, Miss Preston had accepted the proposal of Philip, and the two were, to all intents and pur poses, engaged. " The only thing I think of," said the gentleman, after a pause, " is that my sister Esther is a decided enemy to mar riage, and I hardly dare to tell her that I am about to marry. If we could only go away and have tho ceremony per formed it would be pleasanter." " Suppose we go to New York," sug gested the bride-elect. " A good idea. We'll go. When can you.be ready?" "Next Monday morning." So next Monday morning was agreed upen. It so happened that Esther was to start on Monday afternoon for the same place, with the same purpose in view but of this coincidence neither party was aware. The reader will please go forward a week. By this time the' respective parties have reached New York, been united in the holy bands of matrimony, and are now legally husband and wife. They were located at hotels situated on the same street, and even on the same side of the way, but were far from being aware of the propinquity. On the morning succeeding the two marriages, for by a singular chance they happened ,on the same day, Mr. Bigelow and Esther started out for a walk down street. It so happened that Philip and his wife were at the same moment walk ing up street. The natural consequence was the two parties met. "Good heavens! my sister!" ex claimed Philip. "Merciful goodness! my brother !' returned Esther. "What brings you here with Mr, Bigelow?" " Nay, how happens it that you are here with Miss Preston !" " Miss Preston is now my wife !" "And Mr. Bigelow is now my hus band!" ' But I thought you were opposed to matrimony?" 'And I supposed you were equally so. 'My friends," interposed Mr. Bige low, " this is a day of surprise but I trust of such a nature that we shall all be made the happier thereby. My re gret, Mr. Manson, at robbing you of your housekeeper is quite dissipated by the knowledge that you have so soon supplied her place." The sensation excited in the village by the return of the two brides with their respective husbands may be better imagined than described. It gives us pleasure to state that neither Philip nor liis sister ever had occasion to regret the double elopement. Bro. Gardner's Lime-kiln Clnb. "I was readin' a newspaper paragraph dc odder day to de effek dat de keepin' of so many dogs aroun' 'em would alius keep de cull'd race poo'," said the old man as the meeting came to order. "Let us analize dat statement a bit. It am estimated dat de cull'd jeople of dis kentry own an eben 2,000,000 dogs. To feed dese dogs requa'rs at least 1, 000,000 pounds of crumbs, scraps, 'tater skins, apple cores, ole bones an' sich, worth about two cents a poun. In od der words, it costs about fifteen cents per week to feed a big dog, which am tied up an' can't forage on de nayburs. Now, what am de companionship of a big yaller dog wuth to a family? Would ten times fifteen cents per week offset dat? When de cold wind howls an' night shuts down, isn't it wuth a two-dollar bill to see de chiU'en gathered clus aroun' de stove to h'ar de teakettle sing to watch de fiah snap, an' to know dat de dog am takin' a sweet nap under de bed? Who created de doer? Why. de Lawd, of course. What fur? Whv, to be a companion to man an' purtect his pusson an' property. Would it look berry well to see a poo' cull'd man git up an' sniff at de handiwork of de Crea tor? Shall we refuse to accept de gifts created fur us? If de Lowd didn't know what He war 'bout when He made an anamile an' called it a dog den adwice from newspapers am all right. I have estimated dat de 2,000,000 dogs spoken of prevent 500,000 burglaries each year. Deyam de cause of 6,000,000 chickens not bein' stole; likewise half a million cords of wood; likewise, ober 200,000 axes an' saws. I doan' believe in dog worship, but I do believe dat it am our dooty to take de gifts of our Creator an' make de best possible use of dem. I keep a Scotch terrier to bite Scotch burglars; an Irish setter to sot down on Irishmen, an' I has one or two oddexs who pay dar way by killin' rats an' bitin' tramps. Nex' to de glorious sight of seein' a 200 pound man wheelin' a ten pound baby along de streets am dat of seein' a cull'd man pacin' his way down town arter a codfish, wid five dogs fol lerin' clus at his heels in single file." Detroit Free Press. Industrial Secrets. Only one hundred years ago industrial secrets were kept inviolable. Workmen were put upon an oath never to reveal tho process used by their employers. Doors were kept closed, artisans going out were searched, visitors were vigor ously excluded from admission, and false operations blinded the workmen them selves. The mysteries of every craft were hedged in by thick-set fences of empircial pretensions and judicial affir mation. The royal manufactories of por celain, for example, were carried on in Europe with a spirit of exclusiveness. His Majesty of Saxony was especially circumspect. Not content with the oath of secrecy imposed upon his work-peo ple, he would not abate his kingly suspi cion in favor of a brother monarch. Neither king nor king's delegate might enter the tabooed walls of Meissen. What is erroneously called the Dresden porcelain that exquisite pottery of which the world has never seen its like was produced for two hundred years by a process so secret that neither the bribery of princes nor the garrulity of the opera tives revealed it. Other discoveries have been less successfully guarded, fortunate ly for the world. The manufacture of tinware in England originated in a stolen secret as was also the method of casting steel. Hero worship : It was on Washing ton's birthday. An old gentleman of eighty or more took down the old shot gun he had carried during the war of 1812 and went out and began to fire it. Inspired by the sight of such patriotic love for Washington in one so old, we approached him and complimented him on it. The old man, in trembling tones, replied: "Patriotism be durned! I'm trying to put a load o' buckshot in that dot? o' Jones' that's out yonder." Boston Post. ' Commercial spirit : Yesterday the Gal veston Recorder was grossly insulted by a prisoner who is a regularly-ordained chicken-thief, for which offense he was being tried. "I fine you $10," said the Recorder. "Jedge, ef you will take it out in chickens I'll let you hab dem you missed last week at ten cents less dan de market price." Galveston News. FROM LOG HUT TO BROWX-STOXE FRONT. The Adventarons Life of a New York Wo Hiao who has Jost Retained to the City. Mrs. Frank Ray, who was the first white woman that entered Leadville, has lately returned to this city. Her father was Mr. John McMahon, who lived for a longtime at Sixth avenue and Forty ninth street. On May 8, 1856, she was married to Joseph Ordway in St. Ann's Church. Soon afterward they went to Lawrence, Kansas, where Mr. Ordway died. In 1862 Mrs. Ordway married Frank Ray, a Texan. Mrs. Ray and her husband were with the train that was at tacked by Indians at Snake River. She gives a graphic account of the massacre, and of her subsequent life: "It was about eleven o'clock in the forenoon of July 10, 1862, and we had been out about two days from Denver, Colorado, when the Indians came upon us. lhey killed and scalped many of our train before we got our horses and wagons in a square. When the fight was over I was the only woman who was able to move. Poor Mss. McMahon has never yet fully recovered from the shock. Her husband was killed and scalped in her presence. Juy doming was almost gone, j I had torn it in strips to bandage the j wounds of our men, while I stood by ! Frank and fired my rifle as fast as I could. After we got out of the canon, and a relief train from Salt Lake overtook us on the following day, I was somewhat unnerved, but I kept up. "After the massacre we took up our home in Bannock City, Montana. We remained there one year. In 1863, the great finds in Virginia City set every one on the road crazy to reach that place. My husband and I went there. We established ourselves in a little hut, and Frank went to work. He fell in with a man who was called Bummer Dan. He, Dan, and others located some of the richest mines in the Territory about Virginia City. My daughter Cora was bom in Virginia City, and in our hut we had more than three times her weight in gold. We used to hide our finds, for the road agents were very numerous and daring then. They would come right into the city and rob the houses. I saw Plummer, Slade, and other road agents hanged in Virginia City. 'After a three years' so jurn in this place, Frank sold out and bought a large farm in the Gallatin Vallev, Montana. We built a house, and had the farm well stocked. High water and grasshoppers came. Frank started on a trip East. He died in Buffalo. I was then with my child Cora on our faam in the Val ley. After a three years' fight with the water and the grasshoppers, I had to move. I returned to Denver in 1869, penniless. Something had to be done; so I placed Cora with the Sisters in Denver, and started out. A piece of ground given to me in Alma, by Mr. Dexter and Mr. Wolcott held me there. I built a little cottage on it, and took in washing. While living in Alma I got a place as cook for Mr. Meyers and his men. They were sixteen miles away. working a holding. I put up in Mey ers' hotel. There were few people there, but Meyers' luck brought in many, and I thought I ought to lay off a claim and strike out for myself as well as the rest. I located behind Tabor's place. Digging out the snow, I put up some logs, first thawing out the ground with hot water to make plaster of the mud to stop up the chinks, and over these logs I stretched sheets for a roof. Then I took in boarders and washing, and when spring came I found myself lo cated in the centre of Leadville, corner of Harrison and State streets. I had some trouble battling for my rights, but I succeeded in court and out of it. That square is now covered with buildings, and is known as Mrs. Ray's block. My daughter was well grown then, and I took her from the Sisters when I located in Leadville and saw I was making a strike. Having a desire to give my dear child an education and to remove the little Mexican waif whom I found aban doned in Robinson's Run, I came East. Mrs. Ray has taken a brown-stone house up town. She is delighted with the city after her long absence. K Y. Sun. It Was All Right. Several people were making purcha ses in a Woodward avenue grocery yes terday wnen an old man witn a cane in one hand and a bundle in the other stood in the door and asked : "Did any of you drive up here in a wagon ?" "Yes, I did," replied one. "Was it an old white hoss ?" "Yes." "And an old woman in the cutter ?" "Yes." X "And can she manage the hoss ?" "I guess she can." 'Then it's all right," said the man of the cane and bundle. "The old hoss has run away and the old woman is hanging to the dashboard and yelling murder ! with all her might, but if she can manage him there's no use of anybody getting excit ed over it. Let me inquire what the price of cranberries is to-dav." Free Press. The Nevada Assembly has passed, over the Governor's veto, a bill providing for the attachment of official salaries. X Texas Virginias. A Dallas (Texas) letter says: A tragic death has just occurred in our neigh boring county of Hill, worth relating and worthy of Virginius or any other Roman father. One year ago George Arnold came to Dallas on private busi ness, and while walking the streets was bitten by a worthless cur which was frothing at the mouth and showing other symtoms of hydrophobia. Mr. Arnold became alarmed and very much excited when convinced in his own mind the dog was mad. He went to a physic ian and had the wound severely cauter ized. Then, going home, he was still very uneasy and dreaded hydrophobia so much that he hunted up a madstone and had it applied for several weeks, off and on. He took every other precaution which was suggested, resting all the time under a mortal dread that the virus had gone into his system and would sooner or later kill him. He had a wife and several small children living on a rather isolated farm, and the thought that he might suddenly lose his reason and harm his little babes horrified him The other dry he began to experience strange feelings, and at once concluded his time had come. He then procured a twelve-foot trace chain and strong lock and went to the woods. After writing his wife a calm letter, in which he told her what was about to happen, giving her directions as to his wishes after death, and pouring out a volume of love for her and the children, he ran the chain around a tree, drew it through the large ring at the end and then wound the other end around his ankle so tight that it would not slip the foot, locked it with the lock and threw the key far beyond his reach. The body was found two days after still chained to the tree. There was all the evidence necessary to show the horrible death from hydrophobia. The ground was torn up to the full length of the -hain, the nails of his fingers wrenched off, and all his front teeth out in scratching and biting the tree, and every thread of clothing off his body. The body was dreadfully lacerated with these, the on ly weapons the madman could use. He had judged rightly what would have been the consequence had he remained at home, and knowing that there was no human skill that could have cured him, preferred death alone, and in that way, to doing harm to those so near and dear to him as wife and children. Arnold was originally from Talladega, Ala., where he married, and where his widow has manv friends and relatives. Dogs and Cats in Japan. In his new book on Japan Mr. Samuel Mossman writes that dogs are abundant there, and curs infest the towns and cities in greater numbers than in Europe, as the laws, instead of checking their increase protect them from harm. This arose, according to the popular account, in consequence of a Mikado, at the close of our eighteenth century, having been bom under the zodiacal sign of the dog," equivalent to our sign of Aqna- . i, t nus. formerly mere were uujjiuu3 for invalid dogs: and when the latter died they were buried on eminences. Like other superstitions the reforms have expunged this, and curs are des troyed by the police. However, the finer breeds are preserved and held in as much favor as in England, especially a species of spaniel very like our own. Cats are common, some of a peculiarly handsome kind, with large yellow and black spots on their fur, and short tails. These are carried about by the ladies, and nursed like American lap-docs. The usual sort are prized, as catchers of mice and rats. Marks of Character. The careful observer of individuals sees character, not in the contour of the head alone, or in the lines and expres sions of the face, but in every movement of the body, in its every attitude, whether it is in motion or at rest. The manner in which- the hand grasps a tool or makes a gesture is a revelation of the soul. The gait shows what manner of person each man is; the shape and ex pression of the hand and the foot are as indicative of individuality to those who can interpret the signs as the lines of the head and face. In fact, summing up the entire character, these must always be taken into account. The head and face show what a man ought to be, or what he might be; and these taken with the indications furnished by other members of the body, show what he is infallibly. Phrenological Journal. The new United States Senate will have a pretty strong representation of Bible names. There will be eleven Johns, seven Jameses, three Thomases and three Matthews, making twenty four in all who bear the names of the apostles. Two Josephs, three Benja mins and one Zebulon are representa tives of the sons of Jacob ; and one Eli, three Samuels, one David and one Daniel make up the list of thirty-six Scriptural names. A Justin and an Am brose, however, are thrown in to prevent te early church from being forgo tten. ITEMS OF IXTEREST. .According to the New York HerakI, ten thousand brakemen are killed in this country every year. The new Czar's wife is a sister of the Princess of Wales, and his own sister is Duchess of Edinburgh, so that he is doubly allied to Queen Victoria's family. New Yorkers are having a regular scare over the unneaitniuess oi tneir city. The death-rate goes on increasing, and the Sanitary Department is unable to explain it away. Five hundred fresh applications for consullates have been filed at the State Department, and there are no less than twenty-seven applications for the Second Assistant Postmaster Generalship ! Miss Flora Torrey, stepdaughter of Judge W. R. Wagstaff, of Paola, Kan., has just been admitted to the bar, after a searching examination. She is a hand some blonde, highly educated, and ac complished in music and painting. Now that it is believed "literary fel lers" are to have their innings, it is to be hoped Daniel Pratt, the Great American Traveler, will not be forgotten. He says he has been through every college in the country. Rev. Henry Ward Beecher and the Communists do not agree at all. In his sennon on Sunday Mr. Beecher ridiculed -the idea that the world owes any man a living. "If the world paid its debts," he said, "halters would be scarce." The Danish Minister intimates that liis government will sell the Danish West India Islands St. Thomas and St. John's to the United States if a satis factory offer is made. His government is not anxious to dispose of the islands, hovever. A theater manager at St. Louis has been condemned to pay $500 damages to a man who was unable to obtain the best seats for an opera season at the time they were advertised to be for sale. It was proved that they had been sold previ ously to a speculator. The disc of the sun, which has been free from spots for some time, was dot ted with a number of them last Friday. This is supposed to indicate an unusual disturbance of some kind, and by some believed to have some connection with the approaching storms predicted by Mr. Vennor. And this is the way it will work out in Nebraska. The Omaha Herald says -cue female vote of Nebraska will not be so distressingly large as many suppose. Its worst effect will be to give some men two votes instead of one." This is giv ing an undue advantage to our wild Western brethem. The Detorite powder, made by tho Vigorite Company of California, was re cently tested near San Francisco to show its superior power and the entire safety with which it can be used. A cartridge, lit with a match, bumly slowed without an explosion ; a ball was fired through a can of it with the same result , and weights were allowed to fall upon the powder without igniting it. In actual blasting its power exceeded any other descrip tion of powder. One Honest Man. The other day six men sat around a stove in a Detroit tobacco store. There had been a long period of silence when one of them rubbed his leg and e marked : "That old wound feels as if it was go- ing to open again, j. uiui iuj" member the battle of Ricli Mountain." There was a slight stir around the stove, and a second man put his hand to his shoulder and observed : "And I shall not soon forget Brandy Station. Feels to-day as if the lead was going to work out." The interest was now considerably in creased, and the third man knocked the ashes off his cigar and said : "Yes, those were two hard fights, but you ought to have been with Nelson at Franklin. Lor,' but wasn't I excited that day ! When these two fingers went with a grape-shot I never felt the pain !" The fourth man growled out some thing about Second Bull Run and a sabre-cut on the head, and the fifth man felt of his left side and said he should always remember the lay of the ground at the Yellow Tavern. The sixth man was silent. The other five looked at him and waited for him to speak, but it was a long time before he pointed to his empty sleeve and asked : "Gentlemen, do you know where I got that?" Some mentioned one battle and some another, but he shook his head sadly and continued : "Boys, let's be honest and own right up. I lost my arm by a buzz-saw, and now we will begin on the left and give everyone a chance to clear his conscience. Now, then, show your wounds." The five men leaned back in their chairs and smoked fast and chewed hard and looked at each other, and each one wished he was in Texas when run away horse flew by, and gave them a chance to rush out and get clear of the one-armed man. It was a narrower es cape than any one of them had during the war. Free Press.
The Chatham Record (Pittsboro, N.C.)
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April 7, 1881, edition 1
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