THE PINEHUKST OUTLOOK.
And not a Man of all could see
Where the Foe could be.
And Philip and his Devils pour In their Shot bo
fast,
From behind and before,
That Man after Man is shot down and breathes
his last.
Kvery Man lies dead in his Gore
To light no more, no more!
Oh, weep, ye Maids of Essex, for the Lads who
have died,
The Flower of Essex they !
The Woody Brook still ripples by the black
Mountain-side,
Hut never shall they come again to see the ocean
tide,
And never shall the Bridegroom return to his
Bride,
From that dark and cruel Day, cruel Day!
AT THE BERKSHIRE.
U nests Celebrate St. Patrick's Day and
Hie ItirllKlay of Dr. A. I,, llersey.
Thursday, March 16th, was a day to be
remembered in the annals of the "Herk
shire." A double celebration was in the
air the festival of St. Patrick and the
birthday of Dr. A. L. Hersey. The com
mittee in charge worked behind closed
doors. The manager was invisible, and
to the inquiry "Where is Mr. Peck?" his
partner replied "I do not know, but the
half-bushel is here,' from which it was
surmised that he had added one-half to
his usual size because of a commission to
purchase postage stamps and the largest
mail bag in the history of the "Berk
shire." As the day wore on the places
of amusement were deserted and the
writing room was filled with guests who
were writing letters which required
meditation.
On the morning of March 17th the
doctor appeared at breakfast early. A
green rosette caught with a stick pin on
which an "II" was visible at long range
ornamented the lapel of his coat and the
burden of seventy-three years sat very
lightly upon the erect figure and un
wriukled brow. He knew and suspected
nothing of the preparations to do him
honor and a mound of violets delighted
him. The opening of the mail bag was
amusing. There were letters and cards
from every guest at the "Berkshire," and
the perusal t lasted until dinner was
served.
Dining room and guests made a pretty
picture. At every plate a small potato
held a flag of emerald green. The ladies
had been provided with aigrettes of the
same color and the gentlemen with
breast knots. Dishes of green salads
decorated the white napery and
the effect was charming. When
dessert had been served Mr. ileywood
rapped for order and announced his mis
sion as the mouth-piece of the ladies,
three in number, to whom was due the
celebration of the fete day of their de
parted friend St. Patrick, and it was a
subject for congratulation that it could
include the remembrance of the seventy
third birthday of Dr. Hersey, of whom
the least that could be said included
three things : that he was first at the din
ner table, first in the sick room and first
in the hearts of the "Berkshire' guests
Under his care color has returned to the
faded cheek and brightness to tired eyes
Born to be a benefactor, he has nobly
fulfilled his mission.
In behalf of the guests the speaker
then presented two water colors, the
work of Miss Sarah D. Gilbert of New
York, one a view of an opening vista
under the unboxed pines and the other
of local interest. The doctor is a modest
man unused to the set phrases of an after-
dinner speech, but he won all hearts
mew by the simple grace and tender ex
pression given to his recognition and ac
ceptance of the gift.
"What I have done for the sick, he
said, "has been done cheerfully as to the
unfortunate ones in a family of my own.
It was no more than my dutv and the
benefit has in all cases been mutual and
reciprocal. If to the social and good
cheer of the parlors and the dining room
I have contributed anything it is because
1 have found health and courage and in
spiration in your kind words and cor
dial appreciation. Just now I am over
whelmed with it all and can only say,
thank you every one, over and over
urain thanks to you all.' "
s the supper hour approached the
doctor was detained a few minutes
md when he entered the dining
room every guesr. was suinuuij;.
If his own eyes were moist there
was many another to keep him company.
Mrs. Peck's birthday cake was lighted
by seventy-three candles and beautifully
set with decoration of violets and trailing
vines. Mr. l'ogers made a characteristic
speech in which nothing was forgotten
that could express the general congratu
lation, and Mr. E. Irving Wright followed
with a poem.
TO DK. IIKRSEY OS HIS SEVENTY-THIRD BIRTHDAY.
A star ray pierced the darkness of the night
And cheered me, smiling as an angel bright,
"Whence come thou, and how long," I asked, "the
way?"
"Three score years and ten and three," replied
the ray.
"Have aged since first I wandered from celestial
day."
"But that foul robber, Time," said I, "in truth
Doth 6teal away the fair and radiant flower of
youth.
This being so, how comes it then that thou
Through changeful years wear'st still unchang
ing light upon thy brow?"
"I know not how it is," quoth he, "unless
While ploughing through the cosmic wilderness,
I scatter joy and thus reap happiness."
In consideration of the lateness of the
hour the reading of letters and poems
was postponed to Saturday night, when
the doctor once more tendered his grate
ful thanks to his man v friends. He had
many gifts, among them photos
taken by Mr. William C. Willett, accom
panied by a poem expressing birthday
wishes.
Another poem speaks, as the writer has
a way of doing, the good word in tht
quaintest way :
There was a good doctor named Hersey
Whose heart was so full of true mercy,
He could never say no
To a tale of real woe,
He would pity them so,
That off he would go,
To be either their doctor or nursey.
When the lierkshires were ill,
He would give them a pill,
And never a penny would charge
He couldn't you know,
For the laws are made so,
He'd be taken to jail in a barge.
When his birthday came round,
The people all found,
That St. Patrick was born the same day ;
Then our hearts gave a thump,
For we thought In a lump,
We could celebrate both in some way.
If St. Patrick were here,
He would see our good cheer,
And doubtless would join In our mirth.
If potatoes have eyes,
They will look their surprise,
And be glad they're "on top of the earth."
Now, if the doctor will take,
As well as the cake
These many good wishes we bring.
His life will be long,
His heart full of song,
And his riches will never take wing.
So In bidding adieu,
We would just ask of you,
As the wave of memory ripples ;
That you will not forget,
Among those you have met ;
To count in the love of the Whipplcs.
We wish there was room for the re
membrances. The last, accompanying a
water-color sketch of a North Carolina
"schooner" was privately given, and is
printed at the doctor's request tocomplete
the story of a happy birthday.
The "Schooner," dear doctor, I send thee,
For shelter, the wearisome way
Hack to the hills of New England,
Hack to the blossoming May.
It carries a freight of good wishes
Well earned are they, every one;
And the Herkshire will never forget thee
To the setting of many a sun.
The steetl it is not of the fleetest
Vet it travels early and late,
And its master may sleep in the gloaming
And wake at the garden gate.
Awake to the hearthstone and welcome
To love and to honors well won,
The guerdon of joy and of duty
The life work so manfully done.
The birthdavs (iod send them in plenty,
Fourscore and twenty and more.
You'll be missed when the joy bells are ringlnjj
On a fairer and happier shore.
To the dear wife, tenderest greeting,
And the daughter so loyal and true,
The burden and heat of the day that is clone,
Together they've carried with you.
May their joy in the years be unceasing,
Their hope and their courage endure,
Till together, forever you sing the new song
In the home of the just and the pure.
L. B. ( '.
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yilHH Eugenie L'pliam'N Concert.
Last Wednesday evening a large audi
enee assembled in the Village Hall to
enjoy the concert by Miss Eugenie lTp
ham, the second entertainment that has
been given by that talented voting lady
this season. Miss Upham was at her
best and delighted her hearers bv her
beautiful rendition of the musical num
bers, and her tine readings.
Mr. St. Clair's singing was superb and
the reputation he has made was well sus
tained. The piano solo by Mrs. .1. I J.
Sanborn was also finely rendered, and
the accompaniments were skillfully
played by Mesdames James liallautync
and Lee Philips. Following is the
PROGRAM.
Song "Jewel Song," (Faust), Gounod
Miss Upham
(Accompanied by Mrs. J. H. Sanborn.?
Reading "London Assurance,"
Miss Upham.
Song "The Message," IMuinenthal
Mr. Alfred St. Clair
(Accompanied by Mrs. Jaines llallantyne.)
Pi-.n., .li i a "I'relude C Minor," Rachmaninoff
I iano hoio b ..Mlnuet ompo80 Sherwood
Mrs. J. B. Sanborn.
Duo "The Adieu," Nicolal
Miss Upham and Mr. St. Clair
(Accompanied by Mrs. Lee Philips.)
Reading Scene from "The Last Word,"
Miss Upham.
Song "Ye Merry Hirds," (iuinbert
Miss Upham.
Duo "I'artgl O Cara," (Traviata) Verdi
Miss Upham and Mr. St. Clair.
A solemn protest. What ! exclaimed
the lawyer; you think of pleading guil
ty V Yes, replied the criminal; they've
got a lot of evidence. Confession is
good for the soul, anyhow ! Oh, non
sense! This is no time to think of your
soul ! ri rl
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Pinehurst, N. C.
HOME MADE BREAD
Can be obtained aft the store.
Cooked Meats and Pastry should be
Ordered the day before needed.