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of to H. A. LONDON, Jr., j XDITOB AND PROPRIETOR. I or Ay v VV ADVERTISING. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: One square, one insertion. One square, two Insertion. -One square, one month, - fun - S.S0 Cneeofj, one year, ------ 12.00, ZZ On copy ,lx months -.- 1.00 ! Co opr. three months, - m VOL HI PITTSBORO', CHATHAM CO., N. C, JULY 7, 1881. NO. 43. Ttit larger adrertisements liberal contracts wf U Fate of a Fast Young Han. ( Written in the Illinois State Prison. ) It's curious isn't it, Billy? The changes that twelve months may bring. Last year I was at Saratoga, As happy and rich as a king I was raking in pools on the races, And feeing the waiters with " ten," And sipping mint-juleps by twilight ; And to-day I am here in the "Pen." " Yhat led me to do it ?' What always Leads men to destruction and crime ? The prodigal son, whom you've read of, JIas altered somewhat in his time. He ppemls his Hubstanco as freely As the biblical fellow of old ; But when it is gone he fancies The husks will turn into gold Champagne, a box at the opera, High steps while fortune is flush, The passionate kiss of women Whose cheeks have forgotten to blush The old, old story, Billy, Of pleasures that end in tears The froth that foams for an hour, The dregs that are tasted for years. Last night, as I sat here and pondered On the end of my evil ways, There rose like a phantom before me The vision of boyhood days. I thought of my old home, Billy, Of the school-house that stood on the hill, Of the brook that flowed through the meadow 1 oan e'en hear it's music still. Again I thought of mr mother Of the mother who taught me to pray, Whose love was a precious treasure That I heedlessly cast away. I saw again in my visions The fresh-lipped, careless boy, To whom the future was boundless, And the pa9t but a mighty toy. I thought of all this as I sat here of my ruined and wasted life Ami the pangs of remorse were bitter They pierced my heart like a knife. It takes som courage, Billy, To laugh in the face of fate, When the yearning ambitions of manhood Are blasted at twenty-eight. Jolkt (III.) Htpublican. AT GRIGGSTOWN. "Well, veil, I wish you'd rxdse haste and decide!" said Mr. Worthington, a trifle testily, to his deliberating wife and daughter. They were loitering round the breakfast-table in the bright sunshine, dis cussing the relative merits of fashion able summer resorts papa, partly pom pous, gold sealed : mamma, tall, aristo cratic, languid, with some wonderful fairy fabric of Valenciennes on her faded blonde head ; Cordelia, a second edition of .mamma, and the beauty of the family. Mr. Worthington, who. had worked his way from a country farm-house to a Madison Square mansion, though proud of his aristocratic wife and daughter, feebly resented this annual outlay, and was inclined to ill-temper accordingly. " suggest Newport," said Miss Worthington, whose emphasis on the pronoun seemed to seal the suggestion. "Or the Catskills," sighed mamma! reflectively. "No," coolly vetoed Cordelia, "we've done them so often. Now let me see." And heedless of irate papa's impatience, she fell to meditating. "What shall we do with Bert?" she questioned, care lessly looking up, as though Bert were a superfluous piece of furniture, scarcely worth the price of storage. "Leave her at home with Miss Mills," said her mother, promptly. A child hke that should not neglect her studies for amusement." As papa stood on the hearth-rug, dangling his gold seals and inwardly faming, there wa3 the ripple of a light laugh without the oaken doors of the breakfast-room; then a quick rash down fitairs-the last three cleared with a leap a rapid turn of the handle, and startling all, flushed, panting, laughing, a slim young figure burst into the room. "Bertha 1" Mamma's voice was stern with digni fied reproof. "Beg pardon, all ! I thought break fast was over. Hector and I were hav ing a ran in the yard, you know. How he barked I Did you hear him, Corde lia ? And when I went up stairs, there as Hector behind me, and" "We are not interested in the exploits of your canine companion," interrupted her elder sister's smooth tones. "We were discussing something more im portant." "Oh!" Bertie said, apologetically, filing slightly crushed, and still stand off with her back against the door. The keen sunshine showed the two faces-Cordelia's regular-featured, pale, Koad-lipped, with light-blue eyes, and masses of dim-gold haircoiled smoothly behind her head; and Bertie's well, ot exactly pretty, but infinitely more farming than that of the acknowledged beauty of the family. Her long, thick hair was blown into loose waves by the cool morning wind ; her eyes were shin es; her cheeks as bright as wild pop Ties. "It shall be Newport," decided Cor delia, rising, at last. "Going to Newport ?" cried Bertie, the "repressible. "Why don't you go to Grggstown?" " Griggstown V scornfully. "Where 18 Griggstown ?" And she condescended to look at her younger sister as she said it. "Why, don't you know really ? It's the place where Cousin Samantha lives. Way out in the country somewhere." "What a lucid explanation !" sneer ingly. " 'Way out in the country some where !' Well, we do not purpose spend ing, the summer in a common farm house, with boors for associates " "Cordelia !" the fresh, young voice rang out in indignant reproof "you ought to be ashamed of yourself ! If it is a common farm-house, it was good enough for papa, and ought to surely be good enough for us. Boors! I just wish some of your languid nonentities from the JEsthetic Club were half such thorough gentlemen that's all !" "Bravo, Bert ! You're your father's daughter, every inch of you!" cried Caleb Worthington's voice, in ringing approval. "It's the jolliest old place under the sun, if it is a common farm house, and I'll take you down there this June. See if I don't !" And, surprised into forgetting his pomposity, he caught his favorite in his arms and gave her a sounding kiss. "Will you ? Do you mean it ?" "Mean it? Blest if I don't ! But I say, Bert," as the others upliftedly left the room, "what made you take up the cudgels for the Griggstown boys? Was it," quizzically pinching a warm, velvet cheek "was it because of the lad I in troduced to you down in my office last September ? A deuced fine fellow, eh ? Were you thinking of him, Miss Diplo macy V" But, blushing furiously, Bert shook her head with suspiciously emphatic decision, and slipping from her father's arm, ran out of the room. So, when city aristocrats were crowd ing to the green gloom of forest soli tudes, or the crush and glitter of a fashionable watering-place, the names of Mrs. and Miss Worthington appeared upon the hotel register of the Ocean House, Newport. And, the same day, Caleb Worthing ton took a long, glorious holiday, and carried Bertie off to his native town a straggling, world-forgotten little place, among the hills. And in the long, scented summer days that followed, the girl grew to love everything animate and inanimate round Poppy Fami. One evening, she loitered in the great sloping gardens before the verandahed, green-shuttered house. Such gardens ! Not the painfully regular Dutch dia grams we city folks boast prim, con cise, box-hedged but whole sheets of color, fragrant, luxuriant, bloomful. A gentleman passing, young, good looking, gray-clad, paused suddenly out side the low, rustic fence. A moment more, and he had vaulted over and was standing, bareheaded, at Bertie's side. "Miss Worthington, may I hope I am not forgotten ?" "Mr. Carlyn !" She held out a little, tanned hand, a hot glow kindling under the big straw gardening-hat. I have been absent from Griggstown some time." he said, looking quizzically at the bright,. changeful face under the shadowy hat : "but Mrs. Dent and I are very old friends. So, being ter ribly behindhand in my visits to Poppy Farm, I intend now to take advantage of the weather and atone for my neglect." Somehow, Bertie fell to thinking that night, as she sat in the shadow of the rosy chintz curtains, of Cordelia's last scornful words : "I suppose you'll have some country admirers in that almost mythical Griggstown, but don't lose your heart, Bertie. They're all the same, these rustic beaux awkward, blushing, stupid." And then she thought of Reuben Carlyn's easy, courteous manner, his quiet, gentlemanly grace. "And if Mr. Carlyn is a common country farmer, Mr. Moon," eaid Bertie, coolly, apostrophizing the placid, smil ing face in the sky above, her, "I well, I don't really dislike common country farmers, that's all !" And, three days later, she wrote Cor delia a long, recrossed letter, saying she was going to marry a Griggstown boy and live in Griggstown forever. And Cordelia replied frigidly that they had always known she (Bertie) would disgrace the family. "You don't mind being a farmer's wife, pet ?" Beuben questioned, eagerly. "Mind? Of course I mind, sir ! But when there is no other way of satisfying a troublesome boy By-the-way, when shall I see the farm ?" "Soon, my darling." Caleb Worthington chuckled and laughed as he read Cordelia's letter. "Pack up, Bertie ; we must be home as soon as mamma. Our pleasant holi day is over. Don't look so forlorn, little one Carlyn's coming up, too." It was evening when the trio reached the city. The carriage rolled through the fashoniable thoroughfares and stopped before a great stone mansion; Lights gleamed from within, lace cur tains fluttered at the windows. Beuben sprang out and held his hand to Bertie. Bewildered, she passed, with him, her father following, up the steps and into the long, lighted parlor. A little, silver-haired old lady, in a daik, rustling silk, came briskly forward. "Welcome, my dear! Don't you know me ? I'm Reuben's mother." And then, as in a dream, Bertie saw her father shaking hands with the di minutive person in black, and Reuben kissing her heartily. Then, as Caleb Worthington caught sight of Bertie's bewildered faco, he burst into a shout of laughter. "It is all right, Bert; but what a con spiracy it was, to-be-sure! Reuben's the son of my old friend, Jim Carlyn. He was badly smitten that day in my office, and got up the romantic notion of winning you for love. He's done it, my girl he's done it!" "And aren't you a farmer?" Reuben laughed, and caught the little, wondering face in his white hands. "I'm a Griggstown boy, was born and lived there, and own a nice place down there to-day ; but this is my only farm house, little woman. Are you sorry?" "And now you've had a glimpse of your domain, hurry up, Bert, for mam ma's expecting us at home !" cried Mr. Worthington. And Bertie laughed a little, happy, hysterical laugh and hid her face on lover's breast. "Oh, I'm so glad! You naughty papa. Then, womanlike : "What will Cordelia say?" But Bertie, so happy in her beautiful home and her husband's royal love, could not hear Cordelia's murmur of rebellious resignation : "It is kismet ! That child to win the catch of the season ! It was Griggstown versus Newport ! Dear me !" Japanese Girls ana Boys. Children and their games are an im portant feature in the street life of Japan. The girls, dressed in their prettiest robes, play battledore and shuttlecock, while the boys fly wonder ful kites, made of tough paper pasted on light bamboo frames, and decorated with dragons, warriors, and storm hob goblins. Across the top of the kites is stretched a thin ribbon of whalebone, which vibrates in the wind, making a peculiar humming sound. They also race on stilts, and have wrestling matches. Once a year they celebrate the "Feast of Flags." Outside the houses in which boys reside bamboo poles are erected, from which are suspended large fishes made of paper. The girls have their "Feast of Dolls" on the third day of the third month. During the week preceding this holiday the shops of Tokio are filled with dolls and richly dressed figures. This "Feast oi Dolls" is a great gala-day for the girls. They bring out all their dolls and gorgeously dressed images, which are quite numer ous in respectable families, having been kept from one generation to another. The images range from a few inches to a foot in height, and represent court nobles and ladies, with the Mikado and his household, in full costume. Then there are the street story-tellers, who are the delight of the children ; street theatricals, traveling shows with mon keys, bears and tumbling gymnasts. Sugar candy and various kinds of sweet meats are sold by pedlers, who are eagerly sought after by the little folks. Sometimes a man carries small kitchen utensils on the end of a pole, and serves out tiny griddle-cakes to the children, who watch him cook the cakes, and smack their lips in anticipation of the feast. A showman will put a piece of camphor on the tiny model of a duck which he floats on a shallow dish of water, and, as the children look on in wonder, the dissolving camphor gum sends the duck from side to side, as though it were alive. The boys, in ad dition to these sports, delight in fish ing, and seize every opportunity for in dulging in this time-honored pastime. It Cured Him. When I was a boy of about nine, a servant of my father's put a pipe into my mouth, assuring me that to smoke would make a man of me. I puffed away most vigorously, and perserved till I became sick and fell on the floor. I have never smoked since. In much the same way I was cured of hero wor ship. When I was a college youth I ventured one day to call on a man of some eminence to whom I had been in troduced. He received me with smiles and compliments, and as I left his presence I was ready to proclaim him the most gentlemanly man I had ever met with ; but after I went out I lingered at the door a moment to determine whether I should call on another great man who lived near, and I overheard the polite gentleman I had left .call his ser vant to administer to him the most terrible scolding I had ever listened to in my life for letting in that stupid, im pudent stripling. This cured me of hero worship and of interviewing great men. Since that date I have at times gone to a distinguished man's house with letters of introduction, and turned at the door for fear of what might come. N. Y. Observer. A SET ADA STORY. The Stranare Tree That Got Mad and Made Itself Utterly Dinarreeabie. A gentleman of this place has a tree which is a species of acacia. It was grown from a seed brought from Aus tralia. The tree is now a sapling some eight feet in height, and it is in full foliage and growing rapidly. It is leg uminous and very distinctly shows the characteristics of the mimosa, or sensi tive plant. Regularly every evening, about the time the "chickens go to roost," the tree goes to roost. The leaves fold together, and the ends of the ten der twigs coil themselves up like the tail of a well-conditioned pig. After one of the twigs has been stroked or handled the leaves move uneasily and are in a sort of mild commotion for a minute or more. All this was known about the tree, but it was only yesterday that it was discovered that the tree had in it much more of life and feeling than it had ever before been credited with. The tree being in quite a small pot, one which it was fast outgrowing, it was thought best to give it one of much larger size. Yesterday afternoon the tree was transferred to its new quarters. It resented the operation of its removal to the best of its ability. Arriving at his residence about the time the tree had been transplanted, the gentleman found the house in a grand commotion. On asking what was up, he was told that they had transplanted the tree1 accord ing to orders and the operation had "made it very mad." Hardly had it been placed in its new quarters before the leaves began to stand up in all directions like the hair on the tail of an angry cat, and soon the whole plant was in a quiver. This could have been endured, but at the same time it gave out an odor must pungent and sicken ing just such a smell as is given off by rattlesnakes and many other kinds of snakes in summer when teased. This odor so filled the house and was so sick ing that it was found necessary to open the doors and windows. It was fully an hour before the plant calmed down and folded its leaves in peace. It would probably not have given up the fight even then had it not been that its time for going to roost had arrived. It is probably needless to add that the whole household now stand in not a little awe of the plant as being a thing more ani mal (or reptile) than vegetable. Vir ginia City Enterprise. History of Glass. In the year 676 A. D., "Messengers were sent out," according to Bede, from Wearmouth, England, to Gaul, France, to fetch makers of glass (artificers?) "who were at this time unknown in Eng land, that they might glaze the windows of the church, with the cloisters and dining-rooms." Bede adds that "they taught the English nation their handi craft, which was well adapted for inclos ing the lanterns of the church and for the vessels required for various uses." About this time, Archbishop Wilfred of York "filled with glass" the windows of the cathedral, previously "open to the weather," and "such glass," says one, "as permitted the sun to shine through," from which it may be inferred that glass was made that was impenetrable to the sun's rays. It was recorded, in con nection with this cathedral, that "great astonishment was excited, and supersti tious agency suspected, when the moon and stars were seen through a material which excluded the inclemency of the weather." Still, the adoption of glass was slow; for in 1214 Robert de Linde say, abbot of Peterborough, employed glass "in beautifying thirty of the win dows of his monastery, previously stuffed with straw to keep out the wind and rain," and for some generations later the domestic windows of England were not furnished with glass, but lattice. When glass windows were first introduced, they were not fixtures, but were regarded as movable chattels. In 1599 Lord Coke, in the common pleas, adjudged that "glass annexed to window frames by nails, or in any other manner, could not be removed, for without glass it was no perfect house." A Marine Monster. Captain Larsen of the bark Honor, which arrived at Galveston, reports that while about half-way between Madeira and St. Vegas, Canary Islands, he passed one of the most remarkable fish he ever saw. This marine monster is described as being about forty feet in length, with four large fins, or wings, arranged in a row down its back. These fins varied in length, according to the reckoning of Captain Larsen, from eighteen to twenty-two feet, and in width from six to nine feet. At the time of its being sighted the fish was about a quarter of a mile to windward of the vessel, and was lashing the water with its tail and wings, evidently in combat with some other monster. "What is the meaning of a backbiter?" asked a gentleman at a Sunday-school examination. This was a puzzler. It went down the class until it came to a simple urchin, who said : "Perhaps it's a flea!" 1 The New York Sun intimates that Jay Gould is the richest man in the world. ADULTERATED TE A. The D.cortion that American People Drink Dally. Consul Stahel writes from Hiogo, Japan, a report on the tea trade of 18S0, which contains the following interest ing passage on the subject of coloring the teas of Japan, which may be novel reading to American tea consumers : I avail myself of this occasion to call the attention of the Department and of American consumers of tea to the fact that most of the teas shipped from Japan to the United States are now artificially colored. Formerly this was not the case. In the early years of the trade, say from 1859 to 1869, the manipulation of Japan teas by the exporter was con fined to a simple refining, which was necessary in order to cure the leaf suffi ciently to enable it to endure transpor tation through the tropics, and to retain its qualities while in store. This pro cess alone required large establishments, a considerable plant, and important out lays for labor and fuel. But the Japan teas were then shipped in their natural condition, and honestly called "un colored." About 1870, however, con sumers began to call for a higher color, than any natural process would furnish, and alothugh the demand was long resisted by the shippers in Japan, and at some loss to themselves, yet ulti mately it prevailed, and for years past artificial coloring has been the rule, so that Japan teas, which are naturally of a blackish-green color, are now made to resemble the bluish-gray or grayish blue teas shipped from China as "Green teas." The materials used to produce these unnatural shades are not very perni cious, being nothing worse, as a general rule, than indigo and gypsum, but they certainly add nothing to the value of tea leaves for drinking purposes, while they add considerably to their cost. There is therefore nothing to be said in favor of the practice, except that dealers in America prefer teas of that description. Their doing so is probably explained by the fact that in teas so colored coarse leaves may pass without detection, and this is no doubt the cause of the gradual deterioration of the qt ality of the Japan teas exported to America during recent years. The adulteration will probably continue as long as consumers in Amer ica continue to buy teas only according to the appearance of the leaf, regardless of its drawing qualities, and as long as the simple secret of making the infusion is so little understood in our country. To the Japanese, who value tea for its fragrance and delicacy, and who are careful to draw these qualities from the leaf by the use of pure water and nice vessels, the colored article which is pre pared for America seems an abomina tion ; and they naturally conclude that the quality of the leaf that is to be sub jected to such treatment is not impor tant. Hence the continual deteriora tion of the crop "Which has this season been more apparent than ever before. I am happy to say that the American demand for the uncolored teas, known as "basket-fired," has latterly increased; and it would be as advantageous to the consumer in the United States, as I know it would gratify most shippers in Japan, if this inclination to return to honest uncolored teas were to become general for it would certainly result in greater discrimination in the picking and preparation of the leaf in Japan, would afford better teas at lower prices, would restrict the supply to good teas only, and would revive the favor which Japanese teas formerly enjoyed in the American market, as compared with the highly colored teas of China. 'Of black teas the Japanese have made but few this season, owing to the de mand for greens in the first half of 1880. They have learned, however, to make them, and are likely to resume the pro duction of these teas now that the pro duction of green teas have proven to be excessive, and that dependence alone on the American market for an outlet for their teas has resulted in disappoint ment. Chicago Tribune. Recent Post-Office Rnles. Feather beds are non-mailable. Eggs must be sent when new. A pair of onions will go for two scents. Ink bottles must be corked when sent by mail. Over three pounds of real estate are not transmissible. Parties are compelled to lick their own postage stamps and envelopes ; the postmaster cannot be compelled to do this. - An arrangement has been perfected by which letters without postage will be immediately forwarded to the dead letter office. Parties are earnestly requested not to send postal cards with money orders in closed, as large sums are frequently lost in that way. Nitro-glycerine must be forwarded at risk of sender. If it should blow up in the postmaster's hands he cannot be held responsible. When letters are received bearing no direction, the parties for whom they are intended will please signify the fact to the postmaster, that he may at once forward. , The Telegraph in Arctic Exploration. It is suggested by Mr. James Gamble, general superintendent Western Union Telegraph Company at San Francisco, that profitable use might be made of the electric telegraph in Arctic explora tion. His plan would be to use light steel wire say No. 20 gauge weighing about twenty pounds to the mile. The wire, coiled on reels, could be hauled on sledges, either by men or dogs, over the snow or ice, paying it out as the ad vance exploring party went along. By this means the party would keep in con stant communication with their base of supplies. They would have no cause for uneasiness about getting lost or be yond the means of rescue, as they would be able at any moment to call for aid. With this feeling of the certainty of re lief in case of accident, they would not hesitate to push their explorations to a distance far beyond what would be considered safe in the absence of means of telegraphic communication with the main body. And should any accident happen to the advance party of explo rers, or should they require a further quantity of supplies, the line of wire would serve to guide those going to the rescue straight to the spot where the explorers were camped. It would also serve as a guide for their return, mate rially lessening the chances of danger to life and loss of the party. Having established a base of supplies at some central point, there would be nothing to prevent several exploring parties being sent out at the same time in different directions, they reporting each night to the central station the progress and observations made during the day. Directed in this way the practica bility of one route over another could, from the telegraphic reports sent in, be determined upon, and much time that would otherwise be wasted in vain endeavors to make wav over barriers of ice, be saved. As hard frozen ground, dry snow or ice is a per fect insulator, no poles to string the wire would be required. It could be paid out on the snow or ice by the party as they went along. The generally ac cepted theory of those familiar with the Arctic regions is that the ice is seldom more than five or six feet in thickness so that by boring through it with a com mon drill or through the frozen ground, there would be no difficulty in obtain ing a good ground connection to com plete the electric current. It would not be necessary to carry any battery mate rial. One main battery at the central station would be all that is required. For a distance of 100 to 150 miles tel ephones could be used, dispensing with practical telegraph operators. Still, it might be advisable to have some of the party possessed of a practical knowledge of telegraphy. At twenty pounds to the mile 100 miles of wire would only weigh 2,000 pounds. It could be wound on reels in size easy to handle. The cost of steel wire of that guage is about twenty cents a pound, so that the total expense, in cluding cost of reels, winding, etc.. would not exceed 61,000. . Mouth Penmanship. Says the St. Louis Republican : The way in which one-half of the human anatomy can be trained to perform the functions of another which has been lost or disabled, has seldom had a better illustration than in the case of Mr. R. L. Lloyd, of Dalton, Mo., who has schooled his mouth to do the legitimate work of his hands in writing. The writ ing thus executed is of the best quality, that which in other men would be called the "hand," being free and flowing with each letter formed after the most ap proved pattern. Mr. Lloyd is a mer chant in Dalton, dealing with a whole sale firm in this city. The following letter written to them, which Deputy Sheriff Thomas Vermillion keeps as a curiosity, was recently shown by him to a Republicon reporter. I 'Dalton, Mo. Gentlemen: Your bill of goods of the 9th inst., at hand, for which receive thanks. On your bill you make comments upon my crip pled condition, and express regret that I am in that condition of helplessness, for which I am thankful. You also say that you think some public mention of it would not be inappropriate. In answer, though not desiring to bring myself into notoriety, I will make this state ment as a gratification to my friends : I was a member of Captain Hi. Bledsoe's battery, under the command of General Sterling Price, and at the battle of Lex ington, Mo., which occurred on the 21st day of September, 1861, 1 lost both my arms while loading red-hot shot. I have since then attempted to perform, ail my duties in life and bear with patience my "affliction" with "never give up the ship" for my motto. It is true that I write with my mouth was forced to learn to write thus in order to conduct my business properly. If this letter can be of use to you or any others, you are welcome to do with it as you please. Yours very respectfully, R. L. Lloyd." When a Cincinnati man speaks of the production of his pen, you never know whether he is a literary "feller" or a' hog-raiser, ITEMS OF INTEREST. The least intelligent of guests, says a social writer, are often the sharpest : of . critics. s The Danes are said to be the most expert linguists, and remarkably quick and accurate telegraphists. There are no Chinese in Brazil, and the coffee planters of Brazil are endeav oring to import a few as laborers. A heavy wind blew down the new Methodist church and the Sisters'5 Hospital at Lead City, Dakota. A milk-cart race for a pump will be one of the attractions at a forthcoming entertainment. 2Feti Orleans Picayune. Politics is a pasture lot in which the animal getting the best grass is sare to get the most mud and gravel. Yonlers Gazette. Two men and a kitten are to pass the Atlantic in a boat fourteen feet long. -Where is Bergh? He should protect the kitten. The Philadelphia Times man says that "the cause of early decline in journalists is the amount of trash they have to see and hear." It is estimated that 75,000 women in the City of New York, support them selves and many of them their families by their own exertions. . . . There is mourning in the house of Peking. The Empress Dowagor of the East is dead ; the second Do yager Prin cess is very ill, and the young Emperor has the measles. The English papers are lamenting that old hamlets and towns are passing out of existence, and the people rapidly emigrating to the great centers of indus try the cities. The extensive cultivation of flowers for perfumery purooses is about to bo started in California. In Europe it is very remunerative ; a good crop of laven der yielding 81,500. A California millionaire, who has rented one of the best cottages at a fashionable seaside resort, was only a few years ago a street car conductor in San Francisco. Did he make ail this money on the road ? Mme Gerster deserves toe chroni cled as a heroine. She stood on deck and coolly faced the kisses that 200 pursuing women thrust upon her and her baby as she sailed from New York, en route for Bologna. Queen Victoria, it is said, renews her wardrobe every three months, the cast off garments of royalty being sold. A quantity of this second-hand stuff is ad vertised for sale in New York, with guarantees that the articles are as re presented. Vaccination in Smallpox. Jenner's great discovery of vaccina tion for prevention of smallpox has not been wanting in opposition, and a few persons are still so stupid as to object to vaccination. These people, who rofuseto be vaccinated themselves or allow their children to be, endanger not merely their own lives, but the lives of their neighbors. They furnish the fuel on which the flames feed, and render epidemics of smallpox possible. If vaccination were universal it would be as difficult to get up a smallpox pesti lence as it is to start a great fire in those cities where all the buildings aro practically fireproof. While the efficacy of previous vacci nation with good virus is well known to be a preventive, the uses of vaccination after the disease has been contracted are less understood. Some years ago a Virginia physician, Dr. Alban S. Payne, conceived the idea of vaccinating a smallpox patient with the kine-pock. It took at once. The next day he re peated the vaccination, and that also took effect. And what was the effect upon the smallpox of having another similar disease in the system at the same time ? The eruption was less ex tensive, but few pustules appeared, no scars were left, and in a surprisingly bhort time (three or four days) the patient was able to be about the room. In hundreds of cases where the system of daily vaccination was practiced by Dr. Payne, tho duration of the disease was shortened, and no deaths occurcd. Why, one would ask, is not this simple precaution always taken, if by its means life may be saved, pitting prevented, and suffering diminished? We should be glad to hear from other practitioners who have tried the method above de scribed. Scienti tic American. A Walch in a Shirt Stud. A watchmaker in Newcastle, Pa., says a Pittsburg paper, has completed a hef. of three gold shirt studs, in one of which is a watch that keeps excellent time, the dial being three-eighths of au inch in diameter. The three studs aio connected by a strip of silver inside the shirt-bosom, and the watch contained in the middle one is wound up by turn ing the stud above, and the hands are set by turning the one below. But per haps the most remarkable thing about the lilliputian machine is that it works with a pendulum, like a clock, and the pendulum will act with ease and accu racy in whatever position the timepiece is placed, even if it be turned upside down.
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