CHARLOTTE MESSENGER, j
SATURDAY, - JAN. 14, 1888. |
OUR CHURCHES.
St. Michael’s (P. E.) Church, Mint St.
Services al 10 a. in. ami 0 [>• «*• Sunday
school at 4 I>. rn. Rev. P. P. Alston, pas
tor.
31. K. Church, Gnihain Street. Ser
vices at 3 p. in. ami 3 p. m. Sunday
school at 10 a. in. Rev. E. M. Collett,
pastor.
First Baptist Church, South Church St.
Services at 11 a. in., 3p. m. and Bp. in.
Sunday-school at 1 p. in. Rev. A. A.
Powell, pastor.
Kbimezcr Baptist Church, East Second
>l. Services at 11 a. m., 3p. in. and Bp.
n. Sunday-school at 1 p. in. Rev. Z.
iauohton, pastor.
Presbyterian Church, corner Seventh
uiid College Sts. Services at 3 p. m. and
Bp. m. Sunday-school at 10 a. in. Rev.
B. P Wycue, pastor.
Clinton Chapel, (A. M. E. Z.) Mint St.
Services at 11 a. in., 3 p. in. and 8 p. in.
Sunday-school at Ip. in. Rev. M. Slade,
pastor.
Little Rock, (A. M. E. Z.) E St. Ser
vices at 11 a. m., 3 p. in. and 8 p. m.
Rev. Wm. Johnson, pastor.
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LOCAL.
ANNOUNCEMENT.
The cold snap came Thursday. We
had hail, rain sleet.
Mr. Austin Cooper left this week
for California to join the many gone
before.
•
Our New England letter came a
day too late, but will appear next
week.
Mr. Ed Johnson es Concord, was in
the city on Wednesday; he leaves for
California next week.
The sleet was very had on pedes
trians yesterday. There was about a
quarter inch ice on the ground.
We propose to visit Fayetteville
and other points east next week.
Please he prepared to renew.
Mr. W. P. Mabson brought a party
of seventeen from the eastern part of
the State and left for California on
Thursday night.
Our enterprising citizen, A. W.
Calvin, has a factory mania on him just
now. He is going to start a factory
to be run by colored men. We think
he is going to succeed too.
There is talk of a savings bank in
this city. We hope it will be organ
ized very soon, and we hope the col
ored people will save their money and
buy land here in the Old North State.
We make mistakes sometimes; we
are not working to please any partic
ular person, but if you owe us any
thing please pass it in before you say
too much about us. Dont try to
starve us out.
lion. L. Q. C. Lamar, has resigned
as Secretary of the Interior so he may
be confirmed by the Senate as Associ
ate Justice of the Supreme Court of
the United States, to which he has
been nominated by the President.
Eighty five thousand dollars was
subscribed in a few minutes one day
this week by a party of gentlemen to
build a cotton factory. Our city is
soon to have two new factories. Such
things will build up the city.
The Wilmington Bulletin comes to
us this week a full grown paper, six
columns. Rev. J. F. Aldridge is ed
itor, J. R. Dudley assistant editor and
J. W. McDonald local editor. It has
a board of five directors and eleven
stock holders. It is issued every Sat
urday. It ought to be a good and
strong paper.
The Southern Reajrdcr says it will
drop the names of three hundred sub
scribers who arc too mean to pay their
subscription. It says it will publish
their names soon so other papers may
beep clear of them. That may be a
good idea, but wc will drop a hundred
or so who arc not worth the time it
takes to write their names. Some
folks are too mean to live.
The factory fever seems to be rag
ing in our city just now. We are
promised three new cotton factories
right away. Two arc to be built by
the weekly installment plan, while
capitalists have subscribed over a hun
dred thousand dollars to build the
other. Let ’em come. Anything to
build up the city.
We had a very nice letter last week
from our regular Fayetteville corres
pondent Miss Mary McLean. She has
been much missed of late. She has
not written much on account of the
illness of her father. He is conval
escent and we expect a letter from
her often now. She has become a
recognized part of the Messenger
staff.
The Messenoer has so reduced its
list as to try to be a cash list. We
have been much imposed upon by our
readers. The parties wc cut this week
owe us about two hundred dollars.
We cant carry them any longer. There
are many good ones in the list, but it
is just as hard for us to carry a good
man as a bad one for wc sec no differ
ence only as they pay ; each tell us the
same and we arc only convinced by the
cash. Then it would be unfair to cut
a poor woman who is unable to pay
and allow some fellow with hundreds
to run because he has money.
As was expected, a half dozen col
ored men have been arrested, charged
with lynching the half witted white
man down in Georgia, for committing
an outrage on a colored lady from
which she died. So strange that col
ored men can be found out so soon
after committing such a crime when
there hasn’t been one white man ar
rested for every hundred colored men
lynched, hardly. Colored folks will
imitate white men in evil as well as
good, and if this lynching business is
not stopped, something serious will
happen.
To the State Press.
The Star of Zion suggests that we
send out no papers unless paid for in
advance. We rise to second the mo
tion, and to urge upon all the papers
in the State to shut down at once, and
let us work together. Send papers to
no one longer than paid for; not even
your brother, or the President of the
United States.
A Good Farmer.
Mr. Oliver Peeler' has shown that
he is one of the best farmers in the
county. He don’t only make good
crops, but he saves, and judiciously
spends his earnings. He has paid for
his farm and bought another tract of
land. On his farm near Biddleville,
last year, he made seven bales of cot
ton, averaging 475 pounds, on 6J
acres.
This Is What They Say.
I know my time is out, hut please
continue my paper till next week, till
the 10th, till next month, he., and I
will send your money. Next week
and next month comes and goes, and
about one of every forty-nine keeps
his promise. Our printer takes none
of these for pay, but must have the
money. No, we will not continue the
paper to you. You can do better
without the paper till you can pay,
than we oan do without the money.
Pay in advance, save trouble, credit,
&c.
Colored Business Men.
Colored men attempt to do all kinds
of business that other men engage in,
but their capital being small they go
about it on a small scale. They have
two great hindrances: They have
not had experience to make them the
equals of other men in every respect,
and thoy cannot get the backing to
start them in any business as poor
white men oan. Yet it is necessary
for colored men to become skilled in
all branches of business—mercantile
as well as mechanical.
We have a few colored men in busi
ness in the most of our Southern
towns. Here in Charlotte arc a dozen
or so oolored grocers. They should
b« well patronized by our people, for
race pride, if nothing else. We have
here, Messrs. Kennedy, Calvin,White,
Rivers, Cunningham, Hayes, Wash
ington, Haughton, in the grocery
business; Davidson, the tinner, llu
gler, Hinton, Palmer, butchers and
many others
We must learn that the stronger
we make our best men the stronger
we are as a race ; iu fact that is the
only way we can build ourselves up.
We must lay aside selfishness and
envy, and while we try to build up
ourselves, do all we can to build up
our brothers who try to build up
themselves.
“Help us to help each other. Lord.”
Where do you suppose the Jews here j
go to buy everything they buy in this ■
town? When we say a negro is this j
or the other, wo are redieuling
ourselves and admitting that other j
folks are better than we. Be yourself j
honest, honorable and just and you !
sec others in the same light. Help !
our colored business men.
The new Washington school, for
colored pupils,is completed. It will
accommodate 800. its cost to the
city is some §12,500. The colored
people are delighted with it, and well
they may be, for it is one of the hand
somest buildings of its class in the
State. The aldernen have ordered an
appropriation for the purchase of fur
niture for the new building. —Raleigh
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BROTHERHOOD.
Dear brother, let me hold thy hand.
And let me speak my heart to thee.
For all the beauty of the land,
And all the wonder of the sea,
Are hideous to my soul if I
Am doomed to dream alone and die.
Men are the feeble links that make •
The strong, enduring chain of race;
Thus I am stronger for thy sake.
And for the sake of those who grace
My life and all my life has known
With something sweeter of their own.
—George Edgar Montgomery.
TOM BOXER’S BLUNDER.
Young Tom Boxer was fool enough to
be ashamed of his calling. He had in
herited from his maternal grandfather a
very prosperous and lucrative tailoring
business at the West End, which he car
ried on under the old name of “Pleating
& Co.” No excuse whatever can Imi
urged for Tom’s weakness, as he came of
a long line of honest people, and he quite
realized that his tailoring business was a
very good thing. But he was rather a
good looking, gentlemanlike young fel
low, and the truth was that his head had
been completely turned through associat
ing during his holiday trips, on the conti
nent and elsewhere, with persons of
superior social position, who certainly
never suspected that he was a tailor.
Finding that lie was generally taken for
a young professional man, or an officer,
or, at all events, a private individual of
fortune, Tom could not resist the tempta
tion of keeping up the delusion, until he
at length liecame almost morbidly sensi
tive on the subject of his honest ;uid
necessary occupation. When he went
away for his summer holiday he always
chose some place where he was not likely
to come across customers, or people who
knew him in town, and laid himself out
for making acquaintances among persons
of a higher station in life than his own.
This year he decided to spend his
vacation at the quietly fashionable
watering place of Southdore, hav
ing run down for the day to recon
noiter and ascertained that there was
nobody staying there who would rec
ognize him. He took rooms at the
principal hotel, brought down his dog
cart and groom and a couple of horses,
and soon succeeded, on the hotel tennis
ground and elsewhere, in getting to know
all the best people.
Among other visitors at Southdore
were a Col. and Mrs. Vaughan and
their daughter Mabel, the latter a re
markably pretty girl, as Tom thought.
The Vaughans were staying at the Flag
stalf hotel, and were evidently very ex
clusive and aristocratically unsociable
people. The colonel walked on the pa
rade occasionally with the old earl of
Piccadilly, who was also staying at the
Flagstaff, but seemed to hold aloof from
everybody else. It was with considera
ble diffidence that Tom presumed to
scrape acquaintance with the Vaughans,
and in doing so he not only scrupulously
refrained from mentioning his occupa
tion, but dropped hints which were cer
tainly calculated to convey a widely dif
ferent impression of his position. How
ever. he contrived to make himself agree
able to them, and thus gained the privi
lege of getting opportunities of ingra
tiating himself with Miss Maliel.
This young lady easily captivated
Tom’s susceptible heart, and as she soon
began to evince a very kindly feeling to
ward him it was not long before lie real
ized the awkwardness of his position.
That life without Mabel Vaughan would
be a dreary blank was a conviction which
forced itself upon Tom’s mind at an early
stage of their acquaintance; yet he was
instinctively aware that the prize was
beyond Jus reach. The young lady, to lx?
sure, smiled upon him sweetly, and both
the colonel and his wife, by degrees,
grew quite friendly to him, even when
they could not have failed to perceive his
attachment for their daughter. In short,
had he been differently situated—had that
luckless tailoring business been at the
bottom of the sea, which Tom, in his
frantic perplexity, often enough wished
that it were- there seemed no reasonable
doubt that he would have stood an excel
lent chance of being welcomed by them
as a son-in-law —a fact which was
brought forcibly to his mind by the fol
lowing significant circumstance:
One day there appeared upm the scene
a little pale faced, lank haired, weak
kneed young man, who presented him
self at the Vaughans’ apartments with a
degree of assurance which caused Tom a
pang of angry jealousy. lie was told
afterward that he was a merchant in the
city and that his name was Walnut; and,
judging by the blushes of Miss Vaughan,
it was impossible not to perceive that the
little gentleman was one of her admirers.
But Tom’s resentment quickly vanished
when he witnessed the reception the poor
young man received. It was of such a
crushing and soul annihilating character
that, at the end of live minutes, poor Mr.
Walnut took his departure in an utterly
limp condition, and went and smoked a
pale cigar on the steps of a bathing ma
liine until the next train left for Loudon.
Tom could not help feeding elated by
the preference which the Vaughans, by
implication, thus manifested for himself:
but the o::p;v: Dais of indignation uttered
by Mi MuLl l. as well An her parents, at
Mr. Walnut's presumption, considering
that ho was only ‘ something in the
city,” made Tom more dejected than
ever. Mr. Walnut's fate appealed to
him as a frightful warning of the treat
ment which ho must expect when the
time arrived for making the inevitable
revelation about his own business occu
pation No wonder that ho was inclined
to shirk the ordeal, and, as his devotion
to Miss Mabel increased, so also did his
difficulties and awe of her parents.
But jxjor Tom regretted very bitterly
his fatal procrastination a day or two
later, when an ominous incident
occurred. He was lounging in the door
way of his hotel one afternoon when a
wagonette pa;-s d in front of him, laden
with a rowdy party of excursionists from
the neighlx»rii'g watering place of Star
gate. To Tom's horror, somebody
waved bis hand at him with a boisterous
; 'Tation. und he discovered that he was
I ' I mile I ly lick Brace, a lively
young ltaubcrdasiicr, whose nlace of
business wa.» within a stone's throw of
III:* own. Jack, attired in the approved
style of Sttvgate, wearing sand shot's
and a yachting cap, looked the personifi
cation of jovial vulgarity. Tom did not
care f«»r Jack Bruce at the best of time's;
for Jack, who had a simp in a main
thoroughfare, would dross bis own win
dow every morning without the least re
gard to the feelings of his friends, and
was, in short, an individual entirely de
void of delicacy and refinement. At
tliat moment, and in Southdore of all
places in the world, Tom felt that he
was absolutely loathsome; for to lx? seen
with him would lx? fatally compromising,
while the chances were that Jack would
blurt out some professional question
alxxit trouserings or the new winter pat
terns loudly enough to be beard by any
one standing within a quarter mile
radius.
The moment, therefore, that ho caught
sight of Jack, and perceived him motion
ing to the driver of the wagonette to
st« p, Tom turned and fled through the
hotel to the outbuildings at the back,
where he spent a miserable half hour in
an empty horse box. Tom was conscious
that his retreat was humiliating, and even
mean, but ho positively could not face
his Southdore friends with Jack by his
side, not to mention the risk of coming
across the Vaughans when in such equiv
ocal company.
After half an hour Tom ventured from
his hiding place and stealthily made his
way to his bedroom, to array himself for
an afternoon promenade with the Vaugh
ans. He felt very much shaken by what
had happened, for liesides lx?ing ashamed
of himself, the episode only served to
emphasize the fatal obstacle which existed
to the fulfillment of his hopes. How
ever, ho pulled himself together and
started forth, after first glancing cau
tiously up and down the road, to see if
there were any sign o 2 Jack Brace. But
alas for the vanity of human foresight!
He had scarcely set foot upon the green
when he nearly fell Hat on his back, from
sheer dismay at coming face to face with
that dreadful Jack Brace, walking with,
and talking very soberly and respectfully
to, no less a person than Col. Vaughan
himself.
Tom turned from red to white and
from white to red again, as ho stood
rooted to the spot, overwhelmed with
confusion and amazement, until he sud
denly realized that he had not lx*en per
ceived. To hurry on one side, in the
hope of escaping observation, was a
nuickly executed maneuver; but that
unlucky moment of hesitation and uncer
tainty had defeated his object, for, at the
same instant, Jack Brace caught sight of
him, and uttered a shout, which caused
Col. Vaughan to look up with a start.
Tom, however, was too agitated to stop,
so he hastened away, aimlessly, over the
cliffs, and never ventured to retrace his
st<*i>s until he discovered that he had left
Southdore a couple of miles behind him.
Poor Tom was dreadfully upset and
depressed, for it was impossible to doubt
that Jack Brace would reveal everything
to Col. Vaughan. If he could only
have stolen by unobserved, his secret
might have been safe, for his name
would probably not have been men
tioned. But Jack had unfortunately
recognized and saluted him; Col.
Vaughan had also seen him; and it was
impossible to doubt that questions and
explanations had passed between them.
No doubt the colonel was a customer of
Jack’s, who, innocently and naturally
enough, would make no attempt to con
ceal his friend’s occupation. It was now
that Tom bitterly repented him of hav
ing shirked his obvious duty of inform
ing Col. Vaughan of what he must, by
this time, have learned from a third
party. In vain did poor Tom endeavor
to console or uphold himself with des
perate hopes that Mabel Vaughan would
be true to him and that the colonel
would lx? merciful. lie remembered the
fate of the presumptuous Mr. Walnut,
and groaned.
Tom slunk into Southdore, hoping to
gain his hotel without coming across the
Vaughans. He wanted time for reflec
tion and consideration; in fact, to com
pose his mind for the ordeal of facing the
angry and indignant parents. But some
vengeful fate seemed to lx? dogging his
footsteps that day, for who should he
run against quite suddenly and unex
pectedly on turning a corner but the col
onel and his wife and Miss Mabel!
Taken unawares, and oppressed by a
guilty and craven spirit, he glanced at
them falteringlv, doubtinglv, nervously,
and hurried past before -giving himself
time to uncover. The Vaughans evi
dently jierceivcd him, for they showed
signs of confusion, hut none, alas! of
recognition, and Tom painfully realized
that lie had been cut dead.
It was not until some hours later, after
having wandered disconsolately along the
seashore in the depths of frenzied melan
choly and desi*air, with a distinctly sui
cidal tendency, that poor Tom’s drooping
spirits began faintly to revive from the
recollection that, in his agitation, he had
omitted to take off his hat to the
Vaughans. Was it not possible that he
was himself to blame for what had oc
curred? Might they not have been af
fronted at his behavior, and thus let him
go by without recognition? The idea
passed through the gloom of Tom's de
pression like a ray of sunshine through a
November fog, though its effect was, un
happily, hardly less evanescent. In his
heart tin* poor fellow felt that the hope
was wild and delusive, but still he clung
to it, and hugged it through the dreary,
wakeful night, and resolutely presented
it a.; a shield against the incessant atL.cks
of liis dismal forebodings. An early the
next morning as he could decently do so
lie pro-unted himself at the Flagstaff
hotel to apologize, to explain, to grovel in
the dust, if ncoessary, at the feet of the
colonel, though ho had such dire misgiv
ings of the results of bis mission tliat,
sickening as the news was, it seemed al
most a relief to him to learn that the
Vaughans had suddenly left by the night
train the previous evening.
It was remarked by his hotel acquaint
ances that Tom was very much changed
during ti remainder of his stay at South
dore. His moods were uncertain, and
alternated between the deepest depression
und the most boisterous hilarity. He be
came carelu-. of his j>ersonal appearance,
drank more than was good for him,
in short, contrived to diminish very con
siderably the good impression he had la
bored to create. He was probably dimly
conscious of this, for he cut short his
visit, and returned to town somewhat
abruptly.
Tom had hitherto always found that
getting back to business after the holi
«lays had a wholesome, sobering effect
U|K>n him, for the prosaic details of his
shop wen' i: <insistent with romantic
ideas. But, if be bad hoped to forget
Mabel Vaughan, ho soon discovered that
he might as well have remained at South
dore for all the consolation the change
brought him. There could be no doubt
about it that he was deeply—nay, miser
ably—in love, for no other term could be
fitly applied to so unpropitious an at
tachment. In London, somehow, the
Vaughans seemed to Tom to be further
away from him, .more immeasurably re
moved from his sphere, so to speak, than
ut Southdore. Nevertheless, he made
wild resolves, in frantic moments, to
seek out Col. Vaughan and Mabel at any
cost, and might possibly have done so
had he known their address. But there
were three Col. Vaughans in the “Court
Guide,” and Tom shrank from the neces
sary inquiries; while in his lucid inter
vals he stoutly and wisely determined to
struggle with and overcome his infatua
tion.
Nearly two months had elapsed since his
fatal meeting with Jack Brace before Tom
happened to come across that volatile in
dividual again. He naturally felt ex
tremely awkward in regard to him, see
ing that Jack had the right to say that
he had behaved inhospitably to him at
Southdore. However, he at length met
him accidentally one day, when Jack’s
friendly greeting manifested so forgiving
a spirit that Tom ventured, not without
some trepidation, to ask for news of the
Vaughans.
“Haven’t seen the colonbl since that
day down at Southdore, ’ ’ answered Jack,
with his jolly laugh.
“I’m afraid I offended him somehow,**
said Tom, with affected indifference.
“How was that?” asked Jack.
“Well, I met him just after I parted
from you that day, and—and he passed
by without taking any notice of me, and
the same evening he and his family sud
denly left Southdore,” explained Tom,
turning very red in the face.
“The deuce he did! And had nothing
occurred between you? By Jove. I have
it!” cried Jack suddenly, with a burst of
laughter.
“What is the matter?” inquired Tom,
in accents of surprise.
“Depend upon it, the old chap thought
I had blown upon him. It struck me he
looked precious queer when we met you;
and it occurred to me afterward, though
I didn’t trouble my head about it, that
lie spoke of you as if he thought you were
a swell,” said Jack, with increased mer
riment.
“Didn’t you tell him then” began
Tom. reddening guiltily.
“He turned tail and bolted directly he
saw me nod to you; just as you did,Tom.
Hang it. what dot's it mean?” cried Jack,
beginning to look knowing.
“I thought the colonel had found out
that I—I” began Tom, with in
creasing confusion.
"Were in business?” interrupted Jack.
“He didn’t find it out from me, and un
less you told him yourself”
• I didn’t, certainly.” interrupted Tom
eagerly, but blushing redder than ever at
Jack's humorous glance.
“Sorry I scared the old boy, then;
thought it wasn’t my fault. I can un
derstand what happened. Believing I
had told you all alxtut himself, and that
you were a swell, the colonel made a bolt
of it rather than face you afterward. I
6uppo6o he had been l>ouncing a bit, eh?
Military man and all the jest of it?
I Hang it, it’s as g<xxl as a play!” roared
Jack.
"But isn’t he a military man?” gasped
Tom.
“Volunteers, that’s all; but holiday
time he always comes out strong, and
goes somewhere where he is likely to
meet swells whom lie knows in the way
of business,” explained Jack, contempt
uously.
“In the way of business?'* murmured
Tom.
“Yes; he is a breeches maker—
Vaughan & Tomlinson, Lamb's Conduit
street.”
“Thai Vaughan!” exclaimed Tom,with
a start.
“Yes; and 1 say, Tom, I wonder if
he'll say ‘that Boxer* in the same sort of
way when he learns who you are?” said
Jack, with a wink.
Tom was so covered with guilty con
fusion that he naturally could not appre
ciate the humor of the situation as keenly
as Jack Brace did; but while his friend
was indulging in a fresh burst of laugh
! ter Tom suddenly grasped the fact that
this startling revelation had its bright
side. It seemed that there had been a
misunderstanding; for, by the light of
Jack’s explanation, Tom ix'gan to realize
that the Vaughans, on that eventful
evening, had imagined tliat they had
been purposely slighted by his omission
to salute them. Vexed as he was by his
own stupidity, Tom experienced a deli
cious thrill of joyous expectation when
he inquired:
"Do you know Mabel Vaughan,
Jack?”
“I've scon her—handsome, isn’t she?
Little Walnut Ls a lucky chap.”
“Walnut!” repeated Tom,with ghastly
Apprehension.
“Yes. lie is a decent little chap; the
junior of a firm in the general furnishing
line in Tottenham Court Road, Rosewood;
Teak & Walnut.**
“Well, what about him?” cried Tom
in a choking voice.
“Didn’t you see it in the paper?*’
said Jack, staring at Torn, “lie mar
ried Mabel Vaughan Last week.’’--Lon
don Truth.
Prince Hiftitmrrk** Son.
Prince Bismarck had just seated him
self for dinner ami placed his spoon into
the soup to begin eating the other day
when a telegram from Berlin was handed
to him. “The message requires an im
mediate reply,” said he, excusing him
self to his guests. “But your soup will
get cold, ” suggested one of them. “It
Ls hotter it should get cold than that Her
bert should grow hot.” replied the prince,
jocosely, referring to liis son. the sender
of the message. “He is so diligent about
Ills work,” continued tho prince, “that
if I do not reply right away ho will send
me another telegram in a few minutes
much more urgent than this. He is a
stunner al his work, I toll you. Had I
been like him when a boy I should have
been a very different man.”—Chicago
Nows.
Wot Dimmed by Tim;.
Caller (to little Bobby)—Bobby, what
make's your eyes so bright?
Booby (after a little thought)—l dew
it’s tan o 11 taint ltad ’em in very long.—
Ifexas Siftings.