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NTTTfi inriE? a "Phi irpiinrnr1 A. ROSCOWER, Editor, " HEBE SHALL THE PRESS THE PEOPLE'S RIG UTS MAINTAIN, UNAWED BY INFLUENCE AND UNBBIBBD BY GAIN. W. P. DAYIS, ruMLAer. CM VOL. II. NO. 13 GOLDSBORO, N. C. WEDNESDAY, NOV. 28, 1888. Subscription, 31.25 Per Year. It has been shown 1hat tlie ratio of : s.', ',aa ? nn fnnr1 imcs as great as in the country at large. The first petroleum piing in England ; just been discovered near Korth- ricic A urewer s t u uas cea cu giv- u; water, and yields a copious supply ,f oil. : v A few years ago the Argentine Re- pubic did not raise "wheat enough for home consumption. Last year it im parted 7,000,000 bushels. Immerse tracts of pasture are being converted into farm land, and the country is becoming a great grain-growing r gion. Father Achiever, inventor of the new l.inirnago Yolapuk, who recently died in (lenr.atiy, w.s a Catholic Priest and j a-tur of a little church on the German side of Lake Constance. He was a poet and a linguist. In explaining how the Indu lge va3 created, Father Schleyer viicl: "One sleepless night the whole liatnework of the new language flashed oui before him." The language has now l;ee:i perfected for seven years, and there are three periodicals published entheiy in Yolapuk. North Carolina can lay claim to the President's earliest namesake, asserts the New York Commercial Advertiser. North ampton, in that State, has a G rover Cleveland, now a sturdv lad of twelve, and whose father, upon going to Bui- f l fair ;and are V ' iLw nfew jAwatehngformyo ly before his birth, heard a speech from Mr. Cleveland, then almost to fortune and to fame unknown, and was so im pressed with it that he gave the speak er's name to his next boy, prophesying at the time that he would be a President s namesake. Hypnotism is, for th.3 first time, be coming an instrument in the hands of French justice. A shoemaker named Picbereau, living in the town of Pain biuf, had persistently denied a robbery of 40, of which he was accused. The judjre beforo whom he was tried went at once to a professional hypnotizer, who ha l the man's eyes blindfolded, much as if he w;is giving a public performance, and at last discovered the stolen money under an old stone wall. Thanks to the hypnotier the shoemaker wa3 convicted and sentenced to two year' imprison ment. - , . . . . , , : et back further than the one below, and the iSew lork hrrld. is a woman of -:fv. i r c -, . . , , A A, w,tn a sloping roof of ground g ass rising resources. She refused to a bw he f, . ,13iUo laying of a railroad track past her house at Manistee and sought to drive the work men o!7 at the muzzle of a revolver. As the men proved to be proof against fear of a bullet, .Mrs. borrensoa brought out , . , , .. .7 .. a rccking-cha:r, placed it across tne t;es, , , i . , , , 4. , . ' took her knitting and held the for; for a oT.q rvf T , i was no chance of tiring out a Jiichigan ,. i .,u t woman supplied with a rocking chair , , -,f- c r and knitting needles, bo, after fortv- - i, , j i t i "t o - was carried to piison, and the rails were laid. There is a droll incident related of tha state concert in the Austrian Ilofburg which nreceded the crreat dinner trivea in honor of Lmneror William of Germany. It w a superb a Hair, with all the chief Austrian singers, but when it was tin- ished there was wot a sound of applause. It is Austrian Court e.iquette that the guests Lej;i:i the applause. William had not known this, apraicntly, for ha did not move amuse'e. The icsult was a chilling silence. 1 he artists are much piqt:e l by thi-, and when I auline Luc:a was ;ii:e: v, a;d pieea:ed to Will am, and he spoke of a hone for the pleasaie of hearing her in Berlin, the diva, with a very sauy air and marked emphasis, re plied that it was not at all likely that she would ever 0 there. There are to be no more big rafts. The C'.i; ri.cV V'ls published near Joggins, l"ova Scotia. ar.n.unces that Mr. Leary his instructed his a-eut, Angus McDon ald, to sell the timber use 1 in frame", and other materials oa hand at the Fin ger Hoard, as he will build no more rafts. I he expense of constructing and then of bie: up the rafts, more than the cost of transporting, renders the big raft systc.n mo:e expensive than ves.-els. Nothing but Lcary's imconquerable grit caused the last and only successful raft to ba built. The financial failure of the experiment was assured long before, but Mr. Leary was determined to build a raft and tow it to Xew York if it took all his fortune to do it, and he is a man of such iron-willed stubbornness aa to have carried out his pet scheme, after no mjrtter how many failures. Now that he has succeed ea ho rests on his laurels aa3i$ content. BEYOND THE MOUNTAINS. I i I am s- glad, so gla l to know That just beyond the mmintaim, Lies the land of pure delight The land of erystil fountains The land of youth, of love sublime; , The land where frien ls ne'er sever, lAit walk and talk, y s. on and oa, Forever and forever. I know it's only just beyond h rouh and ru:s?l hills, Where wo will meet those gone beforo Where there's no pains or ills; v And wo will take them by the hand, Forget death's chilling river. And in the pnnshm? of His love We'll live and live forever. Beyond the mountain's snow-crest pjaks, Beyon I the sunset's g'orr. We'll find a land where all is love The land of ancient .story; The land of peace, of milk and wine. Where is no fitful fever; Vv here crystal streams we've ?een in dreams Flow on and on forever. Beyond the nnuntiin hi;h and blua, Beycnd ti e stars above it; Beyond the sun wk:i dazzling glow. Beyond all we can covet Is a sweet home for you and me Beside the golden river. Where friends will i;n?i r.nd loved ones greet, And live and love forover. It is not far beyond the hills. Beyond the snns.-t's splendor, To where we'll meet on Eden's shore In sunshine ca!m and tender Where hearts will zv ::;ore be bowed down Nor bands with cold w I'd shiver, But vespers whisper sweet and low, Forever and forever. In that fair land are man)- eye3 omina:: And. in the shade of sylva :i boughs A true love-scng are humming. I know they'll take me by the hand To help me o'er the r iver, W here I can view elysian fields Forever and forever. I love to think of that bright land Where angry storms ne'er gather; Where wintry winds with chilling wail Are not allowed to enter; Where all is gay, as blithe as May, And all is summer weather. And sunlight pure will light our way, Forever and forever. FVwx.1 . m ME. WIMHE0PS COAT. BY STEWART CHAri-IX. M. -rt'aldo Archer, the portrait painter, lived, about three years ngo, in one of those pretty studio buildings on Thirty seventh street, in New York city. If you have ever been through the street you must remember the bui.din"s i lTu1U picau uuciv, eaca story Mr. Archer was not as well known tnenas he is know. He had not as yet painted that portrait of Leonard P. Jenkins, Vice-President of the Q., P. & i "liO UU;iui uicu macie sueii a s ir at ,v - i - spring exhibition at t;;e Academy in 10C. . , , , , u lbb(" But hehd already attained rea- I Eouab c success, and bad a pretty wife ! , . 1 ,K"-lJ a painter, too not of portraits, Li., - , -. . 1 but of china that daintv sort you have ... A , . - ' c Ecen at tue great chma stores, wild roses I With tho mnrnirn In-..- it,. -I "i. .ni- i.-i ju iin.ru unu blackberry vines in their autumn colors You felt almost certain you couid sec them stir a little in soma passing breeze, I as yu looked at them, Irs- Archer had herself done the hnn.. worIc ia the little flat some time she Eot find C1,jck of a burden. And ! cow tiie'LT onl7 servant was an old col ored mari who had brought th.cni a letter from some dear friends of theirs in the South. He had come to New York to look up a child Le had lost after the war, but had only found that the child was dead. The Archers did not know what to do wi!h the old man, at fir.-t. He used to come in in the afternoon to see if they h;d found him a p'a;:e. Mr. Archer would be painting away a: his easel on the blue oat perhaps of a. General, or the lali dress of a lady of fashion, and his wife would be sitting n her low, rattan chair reading aloud to him from Pobert Brownin or Dr. Holmes, or srme other of their favorite ! writers, who i there would come a knock on the door, and in would walk Alexan der Maxwell St. Clair, bowing low and swinging back at a: m's length his high, white Leaver ha:. He was a tail, gaunt old man, solemn in appearance u-.til he began to speak, when his face lighted up finely. ' Mrs. Archer always laid her book down at ouce and asked him to Le seated, but he would only bow and smile, and remain standing, and say, bowing his head frequently while he spoke : 4 'Weil, sir, any news for me to-day, sir;' He always said "Sir," but he evidently asked the question of both. There never was any news. Mr. Archer "loaned" him a little money now and then, "till he could find a place, 44 nd finally they tok him tkemselves, in self-defence, Mrs, Archer said, and he soon becams an established member of the family. He could cook, and wash and iron, and sweep, and scrub, not ouly could, but did. He "tended" the door with much state and solemnity, made ail the pur chases at the grocer's and butcher's. and, in fiict, rendered lifs quite another thing for Mrs. Archer. She said that formerly, when the read to her husband from Whittier or Lowell, she was always see ing vi-ions of boiling potatoes and bak ing bread f!oat:rjg between the lines, Xow she turned all such visions over to Alexander. One day a handsome carriage with a faint red monogram on the panel, sto: ped before Mr. Archer's building, and in a fewr moments a gentleman wa jshered in by Alexander Mr. Win thro p. Mr. Archer knew the name. He had teen it in the pipers often. And he knew where Mr. Winthrop lhcd, in a great, double, brov:n stone house, with sriittcr mg plate-glass windows, cn Fifth ave nue, a eon.cr house wi h a square oriel window pro.'ccting diagonally from the corner on the second floor. 31r. Winthrop had seen some of Mr. An her's poi traits at the Academy Ex hibition, and recently had been espe cially pleased with one he soav at a friend's house on Fifty-seventh street. He wanted to have Mr. Archer paint his portrait, and had come to arrange for the firit sitting. They agreed on Wednesday of the fol lowing week for the time, and at two o'clock on that clay Mr. Winthrop's car riage brought him Again. He l ad Alexander go down to the car riage and bring up a package containing a Prince Albert coat he was to wear dur ing the sitting, So he put it on, and after much discussion and many experir ments as to his position, he was finally seated and Mr. Archer was at work. Now the coat wn a handsome one. Alexander had seen handsome clothes in Iris day, at the South, and he nrt'eed this one as S"on as it appeared on the scene.! The material was a rich diagonal, and it was lined and faced with expensive silk, and fitted like a glove. When Mr. Winthrop went away that flay, he left the coat. T will leave it," he said. fI should be sure to forget to brinjr it every time." Alexander wrapped the coat up and put it away on a closet shelf. After that Mr. Winthrop came nearly every Wednesday, for a good many weeks, and then the portrait was finished at last, and was seat away. It made a fine picture. Mr. Winthrop was a tail, well-built man, with a slrong, vigorous face a little flushed, and a bushy head ot hair just beginning to turn gray, and Mr. Archer had caught his best ex pression perfectly, livery one who saw it was delighted. Mr. Winthrop and Mr. Archer had be come very good friends, and Mrs. Archer had falle i inro the way of sitting in the; studio while the woik was going on, witU' her painting or sewing. But Mr.' Winthrop wa a bu--y man, and after the pictuie was clone it wa? a long time nearly a year before he came again. One diy the carriage brought him once mo e. The Archers were both at home. Mr. Archer was at work jut then on a portrait of a pretty child with blue eye? and sunny hair, dressed in b ack velvet. They had a very plea-ant half-hour together, and then Mr. Win throp rose to go. Oh, by the way," he said, as he stood by the door, "it just cccur3 to me that I Lave a coat here. I forgot it when I went awayl That was a favorite coat of mine. If jou can lay our hand on it sow, without trouble.' I'll take it." "Oh. surely, sa d Mr. Archer. 'TP. let Alexander get it," said Mrs. Archer. 'Coat?" said Alexander, when he was summoned in, "Coat?' I wish I could give y:u his voice, as well as his words, the strong melancholy in its tones, and i faint, iiiu-dve accent, too faint and too illaoive to be represented at all ia type. "lHon't you remember th j Prince Al bert coat i h;.d here, Alexander?'' asked idr. Winthrop. "Seems if I did, now," said Alexan der, bowing his head, a little oa one side, at short intervals, and locking steadily at hts own Loot, "beerna's if I recalls that coat, an' yet'4 "Oh yes, Alexander," said Mr. Arch ?r, "of course you remember that coat. So and look for it. It must Le here iomewhere.'' Alexander shambled abaut the stt'dio, looking not only in the closets, but ia ill sorts of impossible places, under chairs and behind boxes and pictures. Then he went shuffling through the ather rooms, noidly opening drawers, in specting shelves, Iaokios iato trunks. Mr. Winthrop resumed his seat, mean while, and the tr.lk ran on again. But Mrs. Archer exchanged looks with her husband. Alexander returned altera short time. "I can't seem to lia' no coat about," he said, bowing and bowing, and look ing at the Moor, and the ceiling, and the pictures, and everywhere but at Mr. Archer. "Seme fin must have happened to that coat." "I w ill look for it myself, Alexander, said Mrs. Archer, in a tone cf displeas ure, and so she departed and looked through the drawers and trunks and closets, but with no better results. "Well, Mr. Winthrop," she said, as -he came back, there certainly is some thing mysterious about tho disappearance of that coat. I cannot find it. But we will have a thorough search for it, and will send it to you." So Mr. Winthrop went rolling away ;n his carriage." . "Alexander." said Mrs. Archer, when ne was gone, "don't you remember that coat Mr. Winthrop left here." "Coati" said Alexander, bendiner his head on one side and beginning to bow, 'nhy, yes, I do rcmemb' that coat pcrf'.y." "And did you really look for it just now as hard as you knew how?" "Well," said Alexander, as if weigh ing his words very caref ully, "well, now, not just as hard as I has sometimes done things: well, no." "And did you really expect to find it where you looked?'4 "AVell, now," said the o:d man, "jus where I look, why, no, I can't say I did expec to see it jus' there." "Alexander." said Mrs. Archer, in a severe tone, "I believe you have never told 'me a falsehood. Do you know where that coat is?" "Well, now," he said, "I suppose I do know where that coat is, well, yes." "Why, I am shocked, Alexander," said Mrs. Archer. "Where is it? "Who has it? Have you sold it?" "Xo." "Given it away?" JSo." "0, Alexander, havo you been wear ing that beautiful coat?" ''Well, now Mis' Archer," said Alex ander, looking her in the face now, and holding up two black hands with their whit'; palms toward her, "if you will tiSusc a momeno, I wish to say a few words to s-avo my character from sacri lege. I have not wore that coat." "Who did?" "Well, Mis' Archer, Mr. Archer have that very coat on hisself, this very minatel" Ale.anoW feelings here overcame h'm, and he turned and fled to the kitchen. 31 r. Archer tore off his coat and looked at the tailor's name. "I never Lad h rn make me a coat," he said. "Why, this does look like the ccat, to be sure. But it looks like my coat, too, only a great deal better." "0 Waldo!'' wa3 all Mrs. Archer could say, as she sank into her low wickei chair. "Don't you remember," he sa:d, hall 'a 'ghing and half in consternation, "that 1 have sa d several times lately that I must be growing stout, my coat was getting so tight?" Mrs. Archer noddod and laughed again. From the kitchen came a faiat snicker. It was the first time they had ever known Alexander to give way to levity. "I shall sit right down and write to Mr. Winthrop," said Mr. Archer," finally. "I can't send h'm the coat now, but I'll tell him I'll paint him a pictute to console him for his loss." And he did. Youtlti Companion. Disoi-llne Amani Rcya! 'nfzrtts. The young heir to the German throne U now a.t Cfestltt OLtrrhof making mud j ivs ani training his brother to be sol d er.s. E'.en the smallest of Frinces, according ta the Iv-'vr York Jitra'd, 'A'.ll in dresses, car: ies a riSe and knapsack, and is expected to obey orders. Two t:copers in fuii uniform attend the Crown Prince as ordcrl cm to correct his military errors. On their way to OLcrhof they g:;Vc th:: Lerliners a chance to judge of their training. At the depot they stepped frcra their carriage in military order, with the Crown Prince at their head. As tho crowd cheered he called: "Hats off 1" All three little straw hats were do Jed at the s.ame instant to salute the crowd. At the railway carriage the discipline gave way, and they went in with a hop, skip and jump, but immediately reap peared at the windows with flushed, pleased faces, saluting every one with much hauteur. The Italian brigands prefer to capture an Fnglishmaa if possible, and their second choice is an American. They are about the only ones any considerable sum cf money can be squeezed out of. The Banana. The banana or plantain was thought, to bo a native of Asia only, and carried, into America by Europeans, until Hum boldt expressed his doubt as to it3 being only of Asiatic origin. He quotes many; old authors to prove that the plantain was cultivated in America before the. time of Columbu3. Brown, in the yearj of IS 18 ("Plants of the Congo," page' 51), says that there ia no diHerence in, the bananas of America and Asia that would prevent us from classing them as of the same species. The Greeks, Romans and Arabians mention it a3 a wonderful fruit tree. Pliny says the Greeks of Alexander's army saw it grow ing in India. Sages sat in the shade, and from this the botanical name of Sapien tum. Musa from Arabic mauz. Plumier savs it was called thus for Antoniu3 Musa, the f reedman of Augustus. Can dalle state that "the specific name Para disiaca comes from the ridiculous hypo thesis which made the banana figure in the story of Eve and cf Paradise. It is a curious fact that the Hebrews and the ancient Egyptians did not know the In dian plant." There are as many varieties as of apples or oranges. The fruit is from the size of a fingr to twenty-two inches long. The varieties planted here h ive been the Florida Hage, Xarse or Orinaka, called by the Spaniards El Bobo, the fooL It is a splendid looking plant, but produces inferior fruit. The vartety has been planted largely all over the the State. As it will stand anything, it is a great success and an ornanient. Other varie ties have b?cn tried, but from causes have failed to succeed well. Th.2 Cav-j endishii, a splendid variety, growing only six feet high, bears a larger number than most varieties and matures early, but it would not do. The Daca wa3 too tender. Tho Musa Rosacea, the banana which produces the manila hemp, dce3 well, is a great ornament, but the fruit amounts to nothing. The only variety havo seen producing fruit in tlm State fit to eat is the Martinique, or Yellow Costa Pica. It is a beautiful plant, grows sixteen feet high, bears well, grows rapidly, stands the winters, the fruit ia superior, 4 inches long by 1J inches in diameter, of a clear golden yel low, soft kidglove-like textare of rind, firm, soft, buttery, melting sweet pulp, aromatic and of a vinou3 flavor. Sin frincisco Clroaicle. Superstition About the tiers. There are many superstitions about the ears, and the literature of the past shows that such notions have always prevailed. Borne of them have been brought to gether in an interesting way by a recent writer. The itching of the ear is ominous. This is a very old su; erstit'on, for I liny ;ays : "When our ears do glow and tingle, omo do talk of us in our absence." In "Much Ado About nothing" we road (i:L, 1): "What Cre is in mine earsl" nerrick alludes to the same belief: "On oar tingles: some tiwre ho Tiiat are snarling now at me." Sometimes, however, it depended upon which car t nglcd. An old writer says Df the superstitious man: "When his right ear tingles he will bo che-crful, but if Lvs left, hcj will be sad." The Scotch ask: "Light lug, left lug, which lug lows.'" So in Hull, England, it is said that slander is talked about you if tho left ear burn3, but if the right, men c'peak well of you. In I ancashire.this i3 reversed. The Dutch say that some one is praising you if the right ear itches.but if tho left, he calls you names. In the latter case bite your little finger, and the evil sneaker's tongue will sulTer accord ingly. In this country, it is said that people talk well of you if your right car tingles, but evil, if the left. In popular weather lore, when thecar3 ring at night, a change of wind is at hand. Foster, an old meteoro'ogist, says: "Singing in the ears portends a change of weather." The car was in Egypt a hieroglyph of obedience. The saying: 'Walls have ears," i3 very old. Chaucer says: "That fields hath even, and th; wood hath ears." The phrase: ''To rtt people by the ears," had its crigai in a custom of , stringing pots by the handles or ears.ar.d clashirg them together in carrying them. It seems formerly to have been a fcrm of endearment to bite ona's car. We read in Romeo and Juliet: "I will bite thee by the ear for that 'est.'' All An Gr:at ".cnarchs. The King of Sweden is the greatest peat, thelimperor of Germany the great est soldier, the Emperor of Austria the greatest linguist, the King of Bavaria the greatest musician, the King of Saxony the greatest scholar, the King of Italy the greatest hunter, the King of Belgium the best dancer, and the Czar of Russia the greatest smoker, among the sorer eigos of Europe. FUM. A long felt want a tall hat. The fruits of dissension are no doubt put up in family jars. "Meantime" that one when anothei fellow lugged off your girl. One may screw up his courage snd have his attention riveted. Why is a tin can tied to a dog's tail like death? It is bound to occur. It was the lady who thought she was going to swoon who had a faint sus picion. It seems hardly fair to ask a person to play downright well on an upright piano. DartsriUe Breeze. The dead Leaf must have been un known ia ancient times, for they believ ed the world to be "square" in thosa d ay s. Dan s r ille Breeze. A new novel ha? lately been published in raised letters for the use of the blind. It is said it evoked a great deal of feel ing. Terr: Iliute Ejq re . It is said that there arcTow six differ ent painless methods of extracting teeth, but no one of them has ever been known to fool a fellow more than once. New York Noes. The Worst Always Happens: "I'm so sorry you spilt the ink,' said the poet's wife. "Has it gone over your poem?" "Xo," returned the poet, sadly, "it went over my postage stamps." Life. A writer on domestic economy, in giving instructions lor keeping eggs fresh, says: "Lay with the small end down.' He does not specify whether this direction is for the hen or the house wife. St. Louis Humorist. "What i3 it that make3 the rosy! cheeks of the mothers and sisters turn; pale, and steals the bread from the; children?" asked a prohibition lecturer j of a class of youngsters. "Hats,", shouted a young wretch. DantilU Breeze. "It is never too late to mend, is the. motto of the Prion Mirror, published! in the Minnesota State prison, Stillwater.'. Yet if a convict wanted to sit up beyond1 the regulation hour to mend his stock-: ing3. he would probably find that the motto wouldn't work. Siflingi. His Realm. Affable Clerk "Can I oe mistaken? Isn't this the Mrs. CnvHer, whom I met so pleasaatly at Fire Island' this summer?" Ills customer "Why,, yes; lm Mrs. Crozier, and I remember, your face; but I thought you told me you were engaged in religious pursuits V Affable Clerk "This is the nun'g-veH-ng department, madam.' Time, Fierce Fight Between Marine Monsters. Mr. George Roy, ofneer of the watch on board the Maggie C. Moore, is our authenticity for the following remark able incident which occurred on the morning of the ICth inst., about 100 miits north-northwest of Cape Tlattcry: He states that the attention cf the crew was simultaneously directed or attracted , to the existence of blood tlo iting on the adjacent sea. Speculation was rife as to the immediate origin cf so strange a spectacle, and a careful watch wai kept to ascertain it. Eventually it was found that a whale was blowing and spouting oa the Ice side of the schooner, where the blood was first noticed, and a partial solution to the phenomenon was giined when a swordfch darted up close, and following that terror of the seas came the enemy of whiledom, the thrasher (or iiillcr, as tho fish is sometime? designated). Tho thradier sprang from the wate; ne tea feet into the air, and with a netrating; crash alighted upon the whale. A fierce coatlict ensued, and the result was that the whale appeared to be cxhau3ted from the attack the thrasher male upon him. recovering !ii:i:c!f. however, the v.L.'i'c, aTter seve:al elTo. ta succccdel in. dning beior.-a:il came up oa tLc star board side ol tLe 'chooser. The cr.tr then tf.olc thir wh-iling iron and struck; at the thra-h2r, bat unfortunately did not hit on a vital part. The thrasher, following the wha'e, made another savagl' attack cn his victim, and hit for a second tiraa within the siht of the crew. The vhile ajjpearcd at this juncture to le in cxtrern tics, and tLe swordn'sh, realizing the position, made a further attack at the common enemy and stabbed the .Jonah-swallowing monster. All wai now over; thj whale's remain ing strength w.n gone, and he wa com jelled to suc-cum t j his fae with the grace of a doubly availed warrior of the deep. After death he foundered "topsy turvey,' and the thrasher was observed to be luxuriating on the choicest parts of the conquered dead. Victoria SUirtdard. J. F. Morris, of Brunswick, Ga,, ha a curiosity in the shape of a postal card, on which are wrirten 1400 words, which caa Tm plainly read.
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