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Tho Danbury REPORTER AND POST
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The Danbury REPORTER AND POST
cauie out last week with a long editorial,
entitled, "Our Twelth Anniversary"
aud reviews its past histoiy in a very
entertaining way. Go on l!ro, Pepper
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That valued exchange, published in
Danbury, TN. 0., tho REPORTER AND
POST, has entered upon its 12th anni
versary. Long may it lire to call the
attention of tho outside world to a coun
ty which is as rich, we suppose, in MM- :
crals as any in tho Stato of North Car
olina, and to battlo for ccrrcct pcliticvl
measures. - Danviltt Times.
"NC.>TIIIN(* SIJCCIiEDS !.UiS: srcciiss."
DANBUItY, N. C„ THURSDAY, MAY 21, 1885.
"It's very lonesoit, • '•■-'ro !" sighed
And to ous who had been brought up
in tho very heart ot busy, bustliug New
York, it '.night well have seemed "lone
some" it? that solitary ravino ot the
hills, with only the sigh of moaning
pines overhead and tho rustle of a
mountain stream, as it fled foaming
over rock aud bowlder, to people the
Grandmother Kesley had lived there
all her life. To her there was compan
ionship in every stately tree and shud
deriug clump of bushes. The sound
of wind shrieking down tho liugo stone
chimney was sweeter, in her car, thon
Nilssou's olonrest uotos—the CK.tku g
of the shutters at night was tho voice
of some gossipping companion ! How >
could Grandmother Kesley, at seventy,
and lfabei failing at seventeen, he ex- J
pectcd to view life from the same plat- j
"Lonesome !"' echoed old .Mrs. Kes- (
ley. "Oh, fiddlesticks! Get your
knitting, and then you won't he 1 no- .
"And, reluctantly enough, Isabel |
Nightfall had long descended upon •
the solitary homestead among the liil's.
Here and there a star glimmered j
through the ragged no 1; of clouds that
were scudding from the northwest, aud
] the wii d was holding high eainival
S among' the tree-tops, in the glen below.
L.Mrs. I\i Iscy sat before tho tire—with
-iich a gt'iteroui heap of burning logs
is that no nixili: ry candles were lteed
| ed—and her queer, brown, wrinkled
face looked like that of a 1 airy God
mother in ani lily shine. Isabel sat
i opposite, her soft brown eyes mirroring
liie bla." as it flashod and flickerud,
Iter dttrk hair shining ikj bauds of
Isabel Darling was very pretty— •
pretty, in sooth, that her thrifty parents, |
win had five other feminine "darlings" i
ilo dispose of, considered that her rose- |
| bud face ought to buy her n fortune,'
' and indignantly bundled her off to |
| Grandmother Kesley ',, among thu Adi- J
| ronditck hills, when the Gist poupcon |
I leaked out of n lover who had no more !
money than he himself could earn, at.
his artist craft of wood engraving. j
"Our Isabel, to throw herself away ;
on Fred Hensley cried Mr. Darling.
"Aud with her face, and the education
we've given her !"
"Of course it's quite out of the
question said Mrs. Darling, who had
just such keen eyes and wrinkled brows i
as her mothor might have had twenty- '
live' years before—a worthy descen
dant of tho line of Kesleys. "We
must send her to Grandmother Kesley's
Grandmother Kesley had written
back a favorable response to the letter
of inquiry that was at once dispatched
upon the subject.
"Let her come," eaid Grandmother j
Kesley, with a very sputtering quill pen
on paper that was fashionable half u cen
tury ago. "You needn't worry yoarself ?
about her lover. Lovers am't in my !
line, and this Hensley chap may have \
her, if onco h" finds his way inside my
doors, and welcome!"
And it was in answer to this trumpet
of defiance that poor Isabel Darling
was now wearing her heart cut, in
(ho solitudo of these wild, northern
Grandmother Kesley was kind-heart
ed, too, in her way. She had done her
best to enliven tho pining prisoner—
and brought down a packs t'A musty
old novels, "Clarissa Harlow," 'Char
lotte Temple," '-Alonso and Melissa," i
and tho like—furnished Isabel with '
materials to work a sampler exactly
like that which hung framed above the
"best room'' mantel, a memorial of her
own school-days, and eveu undertaken
to show her how to spin ! Could any j
mortal, however unreasonable, ask inor '
Yet, with this, Isabel Dai ling still
To-night Grandmother Kesley had a
i new entertainment, provided. Sho liatt
' soon Isabel covertly crying once or iwioe
in the eourso of the day, and ber heart
i grew soft within her.
"Isabel," said she, as they sattote-a
tete in the twilight, "1 never showed •
you my box of jewels 1"
"No, grandmother," said Isabel, list
"Would you like to sco 'cm ?" .:
j "Yes, grandmother," still without j
anything of interest iu the tones.
Grandmother Kesley went to a curi
! ously clamped old hair trunk that al- j
| ways stood uudir the head of bci bed, i
hidden by tho volumnious full of tho
patchwork quilt, and with a great rat
tling ~f rusty keys, drew firth a small
square box, of some aromatic smelling
Isabel's eyes opened in spite of her
self, as the old lady belt up a glittering
string of annoitn' Deads.
"I had them when I war a girl o'
fourteen," said she, bobbin ; her be
eapped lend. Father—tout's your
great-grandfather Ke.-l jy, child—give
them to luo when I finished my first set
o' shirts for him. And here is a lot o'
amethysts iny Uncle Poundritigi- brought
from sea —there was a Spanish ship
wiccked on the shouts where Ui chanced
to bo coastin,' and them was mitotig the
things oast up."
The ( ur; 1 • Bton»s, strange
old fashioned filagree J wroughc
j gold, winked and glinunoied oddly iu
I tho firelight, as Grandmother Kesley
' elevated them ill her slii'tny fingers.
•'And this'ero is u gold watch anil
i chain Squire Selli Duplex left your
| Grandfather Kesley, when he died.
I Your grandfather and he wan great
| friends, Isabel, and the squire was al
j ways a great hands to do things liberal.
IJut John Kesley never carried tho
I watch ho always laid it was too fine
j for hiiu and ho stuck to his silver one.
And hero's jour Unci Laioeoh's snuff-
I box—and your Aunt Sylvy's \ ed ling
ring—poor child, sit" died before '.e
hud boon married a year, and tho e uae
ear-drops sho used to wear' it's u
pretty good box full of crinkuiu-crank
uuif-, aiut it. child
'•Oil they are beautiful!" assented
Isabel, rotis-d to enthusiasm at l ist.
'•And 1 don't mind sa)ing, lstbel,
they shall bo yours, ono of these days,
: if—mercy upon us—what's tho matter
with the child ?"
F.-r Isabt I hail sprang from her s 'at
like a frightened hare from its !■ iu.
"A face, grandmother—a pal", rigil
fae , looking in at the wiadow'thi ough
| the darkness without,
"Oh, pshaw!" cried Mrs. Kesley.
"there aiu't a soul lives within two
I miles of us. Who ou carlh should be
| loekin' iu at my winder
"I don't kV.r„,' i fj.. >t l
; "ttlit I diil see a face."
Mrs. Kesley opened the door and
looked up and down.
"1 told you sol" she nodded triuni-
I phaatly, closing and bolting the door.
"Not a creetur to bo seen, not so much
us a stray dog. It's your laney, Isa
And not all her grand-daughter's
I protestations eouid convince the a.ieicnt
I dame to the contrary.
liut about half au hour afterward,
just as Mis. Kesley was spreading the
found cherry table with a cloth of
home-spun daiuask, ttvo-tuied forks
| and plates of some foreign ware, curi
ously decorated with unlikenesse* of
| birds, bees and insects, a knock came to
i the door, uud Isabel s'arteJ again, al
j most as nervously as before.
It was beginning to snow softly, as
Mrs. Kesley opened the door, and the
| crooked little finger that stood there
was powdered over with the white drift
I —an old wouiau wearing a crumpled
black bonnet, and an ancient brown
| cloak with a double cape deceudiug be
| low her elbows.
"Who bo you?" ourtly questioned
Grandmother Ke.ley, "and what do
you want disturning honest folks at this
time o'night /"
"I'm Louisy Ann Paddock," was
the humble and conciliating reply, and
I started to walk from 'llolly lord to stay
1 a spell with Mrs Squire Johnson below
here- -she and my mother were 6rst
coHiins you know—and somehow I got
beialed, so I calculated you'd keep me
! all night cn a pinch !''
Kesley, "1 ain't acquainted with Mrs.;
Johnson, but I've heard she was u :
1 dreadful likely woman I Well, walk
! in." Mrs. Paddock—it's au ugiy night
to ho i»t in, and although wo ain't no
great hands for company, I guess you
| can put up with our ways! Won't you
; lay off your things
"Thankee"' said the now corner, in
a regular New England twang. "I'll
j take ofr my cloak, but if it's >iil tho
same to you, I'd rather set with my
hood on— I'm dreadfully subject toucu
ralog} iu the face !"
And all they oould see of Louisa Ann
Paddock's face *as tho startling bright
j eyes that were veiled beneath a screen
of a pair of spectacles.
"She's a queer looking old creature,
; ain't she f'said Mrs, Kes.'ity in a whis
per, as Isabel helped her ladel up a
dishful of delicious, limpid, "apple
| sauce" from a stone jar of the sauie,
t'.at always stqod on the second pantry
shelf. Rut Isabel did not answer—she
was watching the half open door.
"I suppose I'm fanciful," thought
she—"a* least grandmother always says
so ; but I do thiuk the face is just the '
same that was flattened against the
window when she was showing uie tho
box of old fashioned jewelry. 1 wish
we hadn't let her in. I wish there was
a man about tho house. I wish—"
"Dear heart alive, Isabel, what on '
cm ill bo you tloin' •" scolded Grand
mother Kesley -"bolditi' the dish so
that all the sirup's ruutiiu out P
J And Isabel with a blush ami a start,
was forced to own her absent-minded
| There own utter helplessness, their |
isolation and distauco from aid—tho
iich old j swell in tho wooden casket
and llio pallid frioo a, the window, van
| ished almost instantly us it appeared
these combined with one or two discrc- j
nancies iu the Cjnduct aud appearance
of their uninvited guest, filled Isabel j
Ruling's heart with vague alarm, l'eo- |
pie had been ruthlessly murdered before :
I uow, for treasures loss valuable than
those, and hail an opportun.ty prciuut
. od itself, she would have takcu counsel
with her graiidmoihur ou the subject. |
, liut even as sue pondered the new coiu
' or rose to get a drink of water from the
stono pitcher on the table. One or two
long, vigorous strides, and then oatch
; ing a gli.npse of Isabel's sturilcil face,
tie soidisunt Louisa Ann sub-,il d once
more into tho balling step of old age. ;
liut one instance of forgolfulness had
been sufficient to confirm the young |
; girl's already aron'ed suspicions.
"I was right," thought Isabel, her
heart beating v.ildly. "I was right !
j she is uo woman, but a man in disduiso. !
1 And Graiidiii it!. ;r iv-flv never su.-] ;cts'
' Oh, what, what shall i do ?"
i At that iin,on ni Mrs. Kelly rose, and 1
J tal ii.g the shining brass caudl Mick, bu
j slowly to ciiiiib tlio stairway loai 1
led to the little atlic of the oucstory
"For I s'poso," she thought, "tho
poor tired crcetur'll be glad to get to
bod, and I may as well sec if the cot in
j '.uo' aort'o chatuUi L „!!> r'.gl.t, .v>th j
I blankets enough to keep off one's death J
Itiabol had liscn instantly to follow 1
her, with ono forward stiido "Louisa !
Auu Paddock" closed the door at tho
foot of tho slairs and drew the bolt. |
"Stay where you ore!" uttered alow
voice in unmistakably masculihe ao- j
Isabel uttered a wild scream.
"Help!" she shrieked involuntarily
uttering the wutchwood although sho
know uo human cai was nigh to res
pond. 'Help! for heaven's sake dj
not murder us, two helpless, lonely wom
In an instant tho brown cloak and !
hood lay in a lump on the floor, and sho j
was clasped in a pair of arms as strong !
as they w re tender. And through the
cannonade of knocking aud rattling at
the stairway door, kept up by Giand
niotber Kesley, who bad been alarmed
ed by ber graud-daughler's scream, Is
abel could only grasp out the half au
"Oh, Fred! Fred Hensley! how j
could frighten mo so '"
"Open the door, some one!" squeak
ed Mrs. Kesley. "Minder' Thieves!
Pre! Rrobory ' Lot mo in I Suy !"
Grandmother don't be frightened:"
cried Isabel, tremulously; "it's only
j "And," added the star.ger, blandly,;
| "Fied will bo very happy to aabolt tho
| door at any moment you are willing to
I satisfy your agreement!"
j "\\ bat agreementdemanded Mrs.
j "That if ouce I found my way inside
1 your doot I uiigbt have Isabel aud wel-
J conio t"
"I never said so!" cried the old la-,
Jy- ' j
j "liut you wrote so," said Fred,
onluily, "and 1 have it dowu in black
| Grandmother Kesley made no attempt
to deny licl own "hand-ofwrite," but
I changed her tactics with laudable promp
•'lsabel, are you going to keep me
here in the cold all night? Why don't
you open the door ?"
"1 can't grandmother! faltered Isa
bel, her olioeks radiant with blushes,
j "Fred won't let mo !"
(But then she didn't try very hard')
I *'l tell you what, ma'am,'' said Mr.
Hensley politely, "I shall bo delighted
| to release you at any moment you say
' 'Yea' to uiy suit fur Isabel!"
| There was a moment's meditative sil
ence, and then Grand.not'ier Kesley,
| sensible to tho last, uttered tho fateful
And when she immerged from hor
I state of seige on the stairway, tho only '
I observation she hazarded was:
"Young folks will be young folks— |
' and there ain't no use fightin' j'gainst
"Aud I thought you were a robber !"
said Isabel looking wilh timid happiness
into her lover's eyes, "come to steal
; Grandmother Kesloy's jewels!"
"So I air.!" said Fred, smiling.
"And I have stolon tho wry brighest
i of them all!"
| When 1« rede rick Hensley went away,
a fortnight atiorwaril, he took Isabel
Darling with liiiu as bis bride, and
! Grandmother Kesloy's welding present
was the WDodou box of uutiijuc trousur- |
| es, gold beads, amethyst «ieckh«jo and i
Ztb ? mini's Ijiipiur
| 'ike Ashcvillc Citizeu, who is ever on
llio alert to gather all tho lutebt news,
comes to us to-day wilh the follow
I ing :
From an exchange we take the fol
lowing (lo us uow anecdote of Senator
\\ lion Senator /, 'b \ anco was a boy
lib father kept a ta\crn ut Martha;!, |
I now a town on tho French llroad. One I
' lay several K juluekiaus j a-scd through I
ou horseback, an'l seeing 7, b out in the j
toad, usked him it there was tiny fiance |
io get some liquor. Z b studied a few
. minutes uud then replied . "My luoth
ii r has tho only liquor to bo had that 1
, know of, and if I gut it fur you I'll have
;to be powerful sly." They gave lain «
green quart bottle and rode on to a I urn
i iu tho road, and presently Zob eaiiic
panting with the bottle full aud lmuded I
jit to the travelers with the remark:
•'Don tdriud a drop of it till \ m get
clean outon sight, for my mother would
tan me good if sho found out that I had
stolen her liquor.' They gave him a
quarter ud started off at a brisk gait.
I W hen out of sight one of tbeui pulled
j uut the bottle and took a powerful swig '
!at it, but as soon as he took the bottle j
j from his mouth ho spit out a mouthful, j
I and ejaculated with a great Kentucky I
horse-Uader oath : "Sold boys, sold I |
; That rascal boy has filled this botilo i
with pot liquor !" Looking back down
the road they saw Zeb, who had follow
: ed them, and there ho was, laughing lit
ito kill himself. Those who had not
| drank out of the bottle joined iu the
laugh, but the fewliow who paid lor it
| and drank liberally of the "liquor" was
mads a fury, and swore vengeance
[ against Zeb if ever he passed that way
I'alilc ol tlx. l'o\ iinii fVeud
A WoodcLuck who had, a great la
bor and many Buck-Aches, managed |
i to excavate u liolo for Himself iu a 1
Hillside, was rcstiiv and congratulating
Himself when along came a Fox, who
sai 1 :
"Ah—uni! Just fits ine ! Ivobccn
hiking for just such a Deu the last
: three months."
"You don't mean to Steal my Home
away ?" q'iri.d the WoodcLuck.
"Might makes Right in this Blizzard
country, and don't you Forget it!
Take yourself oil', or I'll make you 1
1 The Fox took poscssion, and the j
i Woodchtiek withdrew, but the next
morning lie passed that way to find the j
j Fox fast in a trap at the mouth of the
Den. Some bnys had Bailed for
Woodchuck and caught » Fox. As
I they appeared on the scene Roynard j
called out -
"I a;n but a poor Fox, while you are |
Learned and Intelligent Human Beings.
You have no right to Sacrifice mo in ,
j this manner!"
"Ah ! Yes, but this is a Question
lof Might instead of riyiit I" was the
lOply, us lie was knocked on the Head.
"Moral : "It ceases lo be funuy
when Both Sides begin to play theSauio
Giuue.— Detroit Free Press.
A philosopher writes, '-Man is tho
merriest species of tho creation." Did
! the philosopher ever see a man when it
was first broken to him that he was the i
father of twins ? We trow notr—New
A widow in India burns herself j
! for her husband, lu America she luar- j
rics another and gives him a roast- |
j >"g- 1
Bad habits—W nrn out garments.
A railroad strike—A collision.
A roller skater is known by bis
• Sallie Ratus is the gill that takes the
The wife's pathway iu life is general
ly a buy way.
When a stovepipe is out at the elbow
the soot beging to play out.
Sleep :—The thief that robs us of our
time, giving u» health in cxcuango.
Would it be just to say that all phy
sicians partially got thcr liviug by pill
In Dcmnarl the rooms* in the hotel
are all bald-headed—that is, they have
I uo locks.
The longest legitimate word iu ibe
. lOiigliiud language is disproportiouable
Custom compels tin Icelander in Ins
native iu.il iud to kiss ovcry woman ho
A. violin played neai a floek of geeso
will start them into a grand march about
A man grows in statute up to his fif
tieth year, although the _growth is vey
slow after twenty.
According to the doctrine of the sui—
wval of the fittest, the lust man will
j undoubtedly bu a tailor.
O. i u a colli shoulder pleases tho re
cipient, t j •cially it' it happens to bo a
cold shoulder of lamb.
The empress of Australia has a pri
vate circus. Many American ladies
I ITtllll to, OU lodge nigl tl.
A poetess sings, "I Have Found
\V hat Silence is." Her friends, it is
understood, are not so fortunate.
Sunt people pa s through various
vicissitudes in life without losing a
hair. Probably because they were bald
"More light" u; the watchword of
) progress, but more of the opposite
1 quality in a load of coal is what the
j people are beginning to demand.
"\\ hat is the 'dollar of our daddies?' "
| asked a college paper. It is what tho
' nonce undergraduate pays his wagers
and auti temperance subscriptions with.
'What One Girl Did" is the title of
a new story. She doubtless did tho
same as all others girls do—jump up on
a tabic mid frightened a poor littlo
mouse to death.
In tne time of Herodotus (4408. C.)
chickens were hatched artificially, in
underground ovons, which contained six
thousand eggs. So you can hardly
claim this as a lankce invention uftcr
Turkey took its name from the turks
|or 1 urc mi oils, which signifies wander
er;, and originally belonged to the Scyt-
I hians or Tartars. It is sometimes eall
id the Ottoman Empire, from Othemau,
j one of their principal leaders.
A very large proportion of the suffer
ing thut inflicts mankind proceeds from
tbe simple fouling of discouragement,
iicsido the IIIISI rv which it inflicts, there
i> tl,■■ palsying effect which it exert., on
ill human i (Tort. As long as hope
reigns in ihelieirt, our exertion seems
I too great , it is when hope sinks away
j and de pondency takes its place that
labor of head or hand languishes.
Ho Nai Ins-
Look most to your spending. No
' matter what comes in, if more goes out,
j you will always be poor. The art is
' not in making money, but in keeping- it.
Little expenses, like mice in a barn
: when they am uiany, make great waste,
j Hair by hair, heads gets bald : straw by
straw, the thatch goes off'the roof, and
drop by drop, tho rain comes into the
| chamber. A barrel is s»ou empty if tho
unk leaks but a drop a. minute. In all
tilings keep within compass. Never
j stretch your legs further than tho bhn
kets will reach, or you will soon be cold.
11l clothc.i chooro suitable and lastii g
stuff, and not tawdry Queries. To bo
warm is the main thing, ncvor mind tho
j looks. A fool may make money, but it
needs a wise man to spend it. Rcmoin
| ber it is easier to build two cliimacys
I than to keep one going. If you give all
to back and board, nothing is left for
the savings bank. Fare hard and work
; hard when you arc young, and you have
i a chance to rest when old.