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DOUGLAS SHOES, with name and price stamped on bottom. Sold by Hod & Britt, Goldsboro. N. C. LIPPMAM BROS.. Proprietors, Druggists, ' jj roan's Block, WYANNflH, GA. j W. L. I S3 sm LIFE AND DEATH. "What? a for the babe? Why, mother's eyes, Twin patches of those rammer sides That beamed on him in Paradise. Whatfs for the child? With fays to skip, To taste the honeysuckles' lip The butterfly's companionship. What? s for the boy? The haunted wold, The squirrel's nest in leafy hold, The rainbow's fabled pot of gold. What's for the youth! To dream of fame, In shifting sand to write his name. With stghs to fan a passion's flame. What's for the man? Courage to bear The load of wisdom and of care, And some true heart its weight to share. And what's for agef Pain's prison bars, Comfort that every trifla mars, Pimness and fear and then the stars I rGeorge Horton, in Harper's Weekly. A SPOT OF DIE. fT was Beven or efchf years since I had seen my friend George Breval when I me( him one day at the Bois de Boulogne, in the Avenue des Ac cacias. We shook hands, and, as we were talking over old times, a little Italian beggar, carrying an accordion, came up to ask alms. "Get away with you!" criod George, with a brutality 'that shocked me me. Why, old fellow," I said, as the lit tle girl ran ofl confused and frightened, 14 Yon were not always so hard on the poor. It eeems to me that we even thought you soft-hearted 1" "I had not seen life in those days," he answered, with a sardonic smile. "I know now that existence is a struggle for all ola9ses. Besides, kindness is weakness, a morbid condition, a begin ning of brain-softening. Thit is a scientific fact, a recognised fact, and for ray part, I believe that kindness leads" "Leads to its own rewardf "Ho; to a lunatic asylum, or the poor house." "Oh, nonsense !" "Would you like a page from my own experience ? Tea years ago, while was I still in my teens, I was studying law, and lodged as you know on Rue Racine. One winter evening, when it was snow ing, I was about to enter my home in company with Andre Filsac do you re member him?" "Perfectly. Ho U9ed to carry tales at school, and he died of iaundicc, didn't he, when one of his brothers fell heir to a fortune?" "That's tho man. Well, wo were at the front door, when I saw a child lying aoross tho threshold, a little Italian like the one who begged just now with an accordion sluag around her neck. Sho had fallen asleep on the snow, and tho snow lay white above her, and was grow ing deeper every minute. Of course she was in danger of freezing to death. With tho greatest difficulty wo awoke her, and then she began to cry aud said she was afraid to go back to her master. For as sho had not the fifty sous he re quired her to bring dally, she was sure he would beat her. There was no use in our giving her the money and send ing her away, for her eyes wore closlng-j with sleep, and we knew that she would lie down again and never awake. Wo looked about for a policeman, but there was not one within sight. I said some thing about taking the child up to my rooms." "Don't do that, replied Andre. You know nothing about this little vaga bond. You will only be the dupe ol vour own charity." "Just like Filsac," I interrupted. "He was not sympathetic; but he had good sense. However, I took no heed of his observations, but led the girl up stairs, warmed her by a good fire, and gave her some tea and biscuits. I let her sleep in my own bed, aad I slept myself on an old lounge in my little ante-chamber." "You did well, George I" "Wait a minute. The next morning, when I rose, I found the child up and dressed. Sho bid me good-by, thanking me prettily, and I sent her away with a gold piece in her hand. But, after her departure, I found my room in horrible disorder. She had rummaged through everything. Worse than that, she had otoleo ono of my handkerchiefs," I (Pi J "A handkerchief?" "Yes a hideous, ridiculous, red em broidered object, sent me by my aunt, Mine, de Kermandec. It was a present Ikept piously, but never used." "A small loss, then. No? What ol it?" "What of it? The theft had dreadful results foi me. My aunt came to Paris. She asked why I never used the hand kerchief she had embroidered for me. 3 grew embarrassed, hesitated, tried to explain and contradicted myself. She insisted that I had given it away. Bnc grew angry and refused to be pacified. She died and disinherited me I" "Poor George!" It makes you laugh? I don't think it funny myself. And since then every thing has gone against me. I am a law yer without a client. I placed my at with a banker who absconded, and, tc crown my misfortunes, I have fallen it love!" "Then, why don't you get married?" "Impossible! She is a prince3sl" "Oh! then" "Look! yonder she goes!" exclaimed my friend. "Do you seo that landau near the old gentleman with white whiskers and a hooked nose? She is here at this hour every day our ejes have met and judge of ray foil? I It eems 10 -me mat mere is somctnmg singular marked in the way sho looks at me." "Why, that is the Princo3s Olga Dragomiroff." "You are acquainted?" 'Very well acquainted. Her graud bther is the millionaire Noopolitan tanker Ghirolandi. There is to be some jrand tra-la-la' to-morrow afternoon at &eir house a muslcalc, followed bj a lance. Shall I present you?" "Could you?" "Nothing easier. Our families a very intimate. Ghirolandi's friends are our friends." "Then I shall be delighted too de lighted to accept. But what's the use. aince I love without hope?" "Who knows? Princess Olga is rather eccentric. She is, perhaps, capablo of taking a fanoy to you." "Thanks much obliged." . "DonH be vexed. Wttijou go with me?" "Yes, I will go. Olga and her maternal grandfather, the immensely rich Orlando Ghirolandi, lived at Paris in a fine house on Rue de la Boetie. They moved in the most select circles and entertained with mag cificenoe. People sometimes wondered why the princess did not marry. Everyone agreed that she was virtuous, charitable and devout, after the manner of Rus sians, who still keep a certain depth of mysticism in spite of the friction of nine teenth century cynicism. But the young lady was odd to the very limits of eccentricity, even, some people said, to the limits of rudeness. She was a good musician and playod well on the violin. But, after oxoou' some olassical concerto so as to excite the admiration of ooonoisseurs, she would dash off into an absurd refrain of a popular melody and would seem de lighted with the annoyaooe of her au dience. When she went out walking with her grandfather, or her prim Eng. lish companion, she never failed to stop the little street musicians and ask them a torrent of outlandish questions in an outlandish Italian patois sho had learned dear knows where. One of her most unaccountable eccentricities was that she persisted in appearing everywhere, even in a ball dress, with an embroidered handkerchief bearing initials not her own, and stained with a spot of ink that was beginning to turn yellow. One 01 two of her most intimate friends had ventured to ask her why she carried such a strange object, and she had an swered very gravely: "Hush! it has a history 1" Sho treated all remonstrances with in difference, even those of her grand father, who spoiled her. Pretty and ricb, tho singular little princess might easily have made a good match; but she declared that thera was only one man in the world she would marry, and that it was extremely unlikely ho would ever ask hex hand. AHairs were tow, wbou I feoefad Signor Ghlrolandrs permission to pro Bent my friend George Breval. George was already very much in lore. Olga received him prettily and granted him the waltz he begged. But although he was said to be th3 most graceful man in Paris, ho behaved Jike an awkvtard schoolboy, and was so afraid of saying anything foolish that he scarcely oponed his mouth. "Mademoiselle," he remarked at last, "the more I look at you tho more certain 1 1 eel that I havo scon you tome where that wo have moot before" "You are right, n sho answered seri ously; wo havo moot before, and if we ever grow well enough acquainted I may tell you where.' Won't you tell mo noWi' "No; not yet." "ts this the mysterious handkerchief that is supposed to be your fetich?" he queried. "May I look at it? It reminds mo of one I lost uador peculiar circum stance?." She drew it gently away, turning it so that tho initials could not bo seen. "Some other time," sho said, "I may tell you all about it." Gcorgo had to wait her good pleasure; but hi9 curiosity was piqued, and ho' thought of little beside tho charming princess. One day, some weeks after, ho ro pcated his questions and pressed for a roply. "Tel! mc," ho said, "where have we met before?" Olga seemed strangely embarrassed. She colored deeply, looked down and twisted a corner of her hideous hanker chief. Then, raising her clear, candid eyes to his she answered "It was in your room, don't you remember? Take this, and then you will know." She held out the handkerchief. "Don't you re cognize it?" She added: "Those are your own initials." It is mine! my handkerchief! Then that little beggar was it, could it bo?" "It was I." 'You are joking?" "Not at all. My history is extraordi nary, perhaps, but not impossible. My father, Prince Dragomiroff, left Russia under the Czar '3 displeasure. He went to Naples and married the daughter of the banker Ghirolandi. After I was born, my parents purchased a villa in Broily, and when I was eight years old 1 was stolen by brigands, of whom there are still a number in Sicily. Taey sold me to a man who dealt in street musicians, who treated me very cruelly. I wiw with his band for some years, and developed so much talent for the accordion that I was well beaten if I failed to briny: bac'v fifty sous each day. 'One evening, half dead from hunger, cold and fatigue, I dropped down across your door aod fell asleep. I should probably have died there like an aban doned kitten, if you had not taken me in. Tou gave mc food and shelter, and gave up your own warm bed. I awoke early, and naughty child that I was, ba gan to rummage through all your things. I found a handkerchief on your desk, and it seemed to me so pretty, with its red embroideries, that I took it in my hands to examine it. In some way, I never knew how, I upset a smill ink bottle and stained the handkerchief. Imagine my terror! I dressed myself hurriedly, hid the ink-stained object in my pocket, and, as soon as I heard you stirring ia the ante-room, I asked yoi to let me go. Some months passed. My parents died, one of grief at having lost me, the other by assassination from a political section. My grandfather was searching everywhere to find me, and he succeeded. Now, do you understand me?" "Yes; bat" "But it remains for me to thank you for having saved my life, and to return your handkerchief, unless you will give It to me as a souvenir." "Princess " "You may call me Olga." But he did not avail himself of this permission. "I will give you the hand kerchief," he said, as if he had not noticed her interruption. "I am happy to be able to gratify even a whim of one who has, 'all the gifts from all the heights.' When you marry you may send it back to me." 'Have you not heard," she said im patiently, "that I shall marry no one. since the only man I would accept will never ask me? ' Why will he not?" asked George, looking troubled. "He thinks me too rich, I suppose. Too know I am to have a dower of many minions." "Then the offer ought to come from your grandfather, or from you," replied George. They stood for a moment gazing at each other in silence ; then the princess 'burst into a merry lausb, "What im propriety you are alrislng," she cried. "You would not take mo, would you, if I said you were the man I mant?" Olga! do you mean it?" '-Maybe so." George has now always a kind word and a coin for the little Italian beggar. And he has ceased to b3 a pessimist. From the French in the Yo:c3. Nats That Can Danes. A remarkable curiosity is a nut which grows at Hermosillo, Scnora, Old Mex ico. It is called the nuez del diablo. Major Davis, who is just now holding down Colonel Barber's chair as Adjutant General in the Department of the Dako ta, was sitting in his easy chair contem plating a half dozen of the meats of these nuts, which had just been soot north by an officer of the regular army who is now in Mexico. The nuts wero dancing about in a very mysterious way, and a Pioneer Press man and several others who were watching the strange performance wero completely mystified. "111 not tell you what is the matter with these nuts," said the major. I'm not going to give away my trick. When a man learns a good sleight-of-hand performance is he going to give it away for nothing? I guess not." The nuts continued to dance, and Lieutenant Sturgis, who was as much in the dark as the reporter, began a critical examination of the crazy objects sup posed to be inanimate. "Oh, yes, I think I have the trick," said the lieutenant. "There is some thing alive in these nuts. There is a strange throbbing in them." The reporter picked up one of the nuts, and surely enough there was a very peculiar throbbing sensation in it. Tho major was so thoroughly amused by this time that he could no longer withhold tho secret. It seems that a worm is born on the inside of the meat of this nut and tt it lives there for some weeks and dies without seeing the light of day. The worm eats out the inside of the meat, then becomes restive and movei about a great deal. It is in this period that the nuts become apparently animate. The moving of the worm causes the nut to turn about. Sk Paul (Minn.) Pioneer Press. The Popularity of Metal Bedsteads. The demand for metal bedsteads has increased very rapidly during the last few years, and more especially the last few months, and the West i3 changing 'mi reputation in this line ot goods. Formerly the demand was almost exclu' sivcly for wooden bedsteads, and verj few Iron, and still fewer brass bed3 were sold west of the Mississippi. Now, how ever, there is a steady call for good iron and brass bedsteads, as well as for lower priced grades'1 St. Louis is making large quantity of furniture of every kind, and for some time has been manufactur ing iron bedsteads of very durable and popular pattern. Now, to meet the de mand for artistic brass bedsteads, a plant is being put in and another important addition made to the already extensive manufacturing facilities of the city One of the reasons of the great growth In the furniture business of the city is the increased friendly relations between St. Louis and Mexico. Some people think there is not much scope for trade with Spanish-American countries, but this sentiment is confined exclusively to those who have never been to Mexico or to any other of the republics in which the Spanish language is spoken exclu sively or extensively. One month spent in any of these countries will convince the most sceptical that the United States ought to have nine-tenths of the trade of these prosperous communities, and that it can have it for little more than the logical asking. St. .Louis Globe Democrat Russia's Soil Is Worn Out. There is a general concensus of opinior among the European authorities that the climate of the black soil region of Russu has deteriorated, and this deterioration taking the form of prolonged and fre quent drouths, with scorching hot winds, and general severity of climatic condi tions, is chiefly due to the extensive de struction of forest3. As to this year's harvest it Is reported that rye, and other winter grain, was decidedly below the average, while the spring crops which at first were favorably reported upon have been much damaged by locusts, drouth zuO, hot winds. American Agricultur Tfci Danier Frta Derelicts. There is a danger to which ocean steamships are liable and which is per haps more deadly than the breaing of the main' shaft. Tbb is in colliding with one ot the derelict vessels that at present strew the Atlantic. Some . of these derelicts have been drifting about on the Atlantic for some time past di rectly in the path of the big liners, and are a source of constant danger to pass ing vessels. The hydrographic chart for this month shows that at least three derelict vessels are in the steamship lanes" drifting hither and thither at the mercy of the waves and wind, and liable at any moment to coma in tho path of one of the transatlantic liners. These derelict vessels are the Norwe gian bark Capella, abandoned October 22; tho British bark Cubana, aban November 14, and the Norwegian bark Supremo, abandoned 6ctobcr 21. Sioca this chart has been issued there are two of three other sailing vessols and steam ships which have becomo derelicts iu mid ocean, and all thc30 abandoned ships are a constant mcnaco to naviga tion. The life of a derelict is extremely long, as' can bo seen from tho bark WycrG. Sargent which was sighted a short tlrao ago ia the middle of tho Atlantic, apparently as fresh as ever, although she was abandoned nearly two yean ago. Tho coae peaces of a big passoogcr steamer crashing into ono of these Hoatlng obstructions would be ap palling, and the sharpest lookout is al waya kept for them. There is no means of doing away with these floating cof fins, so that 4they constitute a standing mcnaco to nivi-ntlon, and arc a stum bling block ia its path. New York Journal. Prssile Acid Not From Poach Stones. ' - The statement was made recently that prussic acid was made from peach stones, says the St. Louis Clobe-Detnocrat. This is altogether a mistake, for, although under certain conditions a trace of the main principle of the deadly poison can be found in peach stones there is not sufficient to produce the acid without other essential ingredient. - Indeed, without the process of fermentation,1 there is no evidence at all of prussic acid In the stones. Prussic acid is composed I of such things as animal refuse and blood solids, with forge quantities of oil ' of vitrol. Even the smell of the acid produces pain in the throat and in the region of the heart, aud there aro few poisons for which there i3 such little op portunity for a.i antidote. If there is time, and there seldom 15, for the poison is almost instantaneous in its action, ammonia inhaled very freely may give relief and reduce the absolute certainty of death to a grave probability. ""v- ' i . M . ; Deithel Usoct From Time Immemorial. The medicinal use ot menthol in China and Japan goes bick into the dateless ages. Isolated references to its applica tion in the East are met with here and there in the records of westcra travelers in those parts, but, says the Che nistand Druggist, we shall probably never know the name of its discoverer, or the early history of its introduction. We do not even know with absolute certainty when, and by whom, menthol crystals were first brought to the notice of European phar macologists. It is said they wsrc used pharmaceutical!; on the continent as long aero as the end of the last centurv, but if that statement is capable of proof, the drug must have fallen into oblivion shortly after its introduction, for it wai certainly utterly unknown, even by re pute, to most persons in the drug vudc twenty -five years ago. Absolutely Pure. A cream of tartar baking powder. Highest of all in leavening strength. Latett U. S. Government Food Report. Box auxurs Powder Co.. icewn St N o Thnffir
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