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V.QL. ,IV- PLYMOUTH, N. O..JRIDAY, NOVEMBER H. 1892. .- NO, 26.
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AaTArnnr Thou M. Hi.lt. of AllQiauCe.
Seeretarv Ct State. Octavioua Coke, of
' Treasurer. Donald W. Bain, of Wake.
Sapetriftttiident of Public Instruction,:
ftiila a V.nir. .f Catawba
Attoraev General, 'itaoo. F. Davidson, of
rteriff? LeTt Blouut.
Deputy :befiflf, D. Mpruill.
Treasurer, Jfi It LaiLain. :
Superior Court Clerk. Ths, J. Marriuer
Register of Deeds, J. P. Billiard.
r- ..;Da...nt-a i J Siarr. . O. Mar
.riner, B. D Latham, Jos. Skittleibarpe
. aid H. A. Jj;etChnld. ,
board of Education. Thos. 8. Armistead,
T.'U . Taraentou 4. u isornian
rJrltndutof Health. Dr. E. L. Coi
JnreriB.tendent ; of Public Iustraetiou,
lUv. Lather Eborn. ' . :
. ;. ; . citt.
Mayor and Cloik, i. VV. Bryan.
TreakUrtr, Jfi. K. Latham.
Chief of Police, Joseph Tucker.
Couucilmen, . K. Latham, Q. K. Bate
.Man, D O B inkley, J. F. fcormau J v.
.Bryaa. J. -'H "-fcmitu, Bumpson lowe aud
Alfred &kinuer -...; ' " ' t -
vi.tfcrviwt- r vV.'ii. vioore. castor
rirvWft tiv.rv -undar at 11 a m. , and 8
' f'm. Prayer meeting every , Wednesday
night at 8. buuday school at 9 a. m., J
F. Gorman, riujeriut-.ndcbt
Kaptiat ttev. 4 F. Tuiile, pasK r, servi
ce vry 1st a d 3rd Sundays at ll a. m.,
a4 T.SU p. m. riay.r tn--xmg v ry
l'hujsdv nilil i 7.30 Bm.d.i) cht.ol
vfj-y"'-liday at D 80 a ru. J .' VV , Bry uu,
vUpVi')Ri Cd lit ' . ' ' ' . ' ' ,?:
Episcopal Rev. Luther, Eboru, rector
SiYice every 3d Buduy at 11 a. m., aDd
7,3 p. m Huuday ch oi at 10 a- in., L.
I Pagan, rfoptfriutendent.
MEDICAL BtfCIETT. 'r
JleeiB Tu.dy aftr tin first Monday of
ea auth. Dr H. I'. Muay, Chairman,
K- "f O. PiyiiM.-ulh Lodge No. 2508
a'cts, 1st and "3d i huida, uighta m" each
eaeuih. YV H. Hampton .dictator,
. . . K, B. Yeitg tia. Kcporter.
K L' of H. Uoauoktt' LodgeMefcts
id bLd 4th lhttJ6l.y nights in aiih month
.' ' isoriuan Protector,
. B Yt-ager Secretary ,
I O O F. Esperanza LKlgf, No. 23 tueeia
every "yu8d.ty uiltt at Buueh'a Uail. J
W. itryaa, H. Q , L. T. Houston, ficct'y.
" , ' CHUKCil . BEKYICEB
Denciple r Jtider' A ' B flickB pastor.
8rvices ery ,Mtnday at 11 a in;,' 3 p. m
aDd 8 p m. Sunday rchool at 9 a. in. K
G Mitchell iMiptriuteudeut
Methodut - Kev. O." B. Hogauo, pastor,
iierviots every 1st and 3J Suudaya at 11 a.
m., aud at 8 and 7 20 p. in. buiiday school
at 9 a. m., b. V iggiun, wupfuiutenaeut; J.
W MeUouidd, Becretary
litBpti8t Kew Chapel - Services every
Sunday at 11 and 3. ivev K Kuight,
aaator aunday bchoul every Sunday
2d Baptist, Zion's Iliil-II Ll Norman,
paster Preaching evry 4th Suuday. Suu
day school vevry Sunday. Moses Wjnn,
Maaous, Carthegiao - Meets lbt Monday
aight la each Uionth. B Towe, VV il., A.
O C O of O F Meridian Snu Ijodge IG24
Uaeta evry 2d and 4th Monday night iu
each month at 7, o'oloek, T. F. Bembry,
H. O., J V McDonald P. B. (
Christopher Atocks Lodge K of L no-
Iteets cvry 1st Monday, nig ut iu each
wonth at 8 o't lock
Burying rkoiety meets every 3d Monday
ietat iu tach tuoath at 8 o'clock, J M.
Justice of the Peace, Jaa. A. Cheason.
Constable, ! v arren Cahoou.
Methodist, Rev. J. T. Finlayson, pastor.
Set vices every "anday morning at 11
o'clock (except the first), and every Buuday
night at 7:30. Prayer meeting every Wed
nesday night. Snnday school Buuday morn
ing ar t:8(, L ..O' Roper superintendent,
JL. R' Lewis secretary. '
Episcopal) Rev. Luther Eborn, rector.
8rvice every 2d Bnnday at 11 o'clock
a. m aad 7:30 p m Buuday school every
Sunday moruiug at 10 o'clock," Thos. W.
Blouttt superiutendent, W. H. Daily secre
Baptiat, Kev. Joj. Tinch. past .r. Per.
vie s every 8d Banday at Ila. m., and 7:30
Boper Masonic Lodge, A. F A A. M. No
443. meet In their Hall at Rper, N. C at
T.80 p. m , l"t and 3d Tuesdays after Jt
Puaday. . J L. Savage, W. M It. L.
Williams. Seeretary ,
Important te Ladles.
Sir I made nse of your Philctokkn
with my last ohild, in order to prooure a
safe and easy travail. I nsed it about two
months before my expected time, until I
was taken sick, aud I had a very quick aud
easy confinement nothing occurred to
protract my convalescence, and I got about
J0 wu time than was usual for me. I think
it a medicine that shonld be used by every
expectant mother, for should they but try
it as I have, they ' would never again be
without it at such times. I am yours re.
pectfally Mrs. ELIZABE H D1X.
Any merchant or druggUt can procure
RiBLET'S PhiloTOKEN tor $1 a b .ttle.
CHABLEB F. K1SLKY, v hole ale Drug
giHt, t)2 Cortiandt St., New York.
THE LAND uF DSED-TO-BE.
By James Whitcomb Riley.
Beyond th purple, hazy trees
Of summer's at noat boundaries ;
Beyond the sands, beyond the seas,
Bityoud tnj range of eyes like the se,
Aud ouly in the reach of the
Enraptured gaze of memory.
There ties th iaud long lost to me
The laud of Ustd.to Be.
A land euchauied, such as swung
in goideu s-as wneu birus uiuug
Aleug their dnppiog briuka, and sung
to Jaou in ihat tuyNtie touguo
TLat daz d men with lis melody ;
O. nuch a la d, with such a sea,
KiPbing its anores eternally,
Is tne fair Used to-Be.
A land where tnuoiu ever girds
Tue air with bells of singing birds,
Atid 60 wa all sounds witu such sweet words
Tnat eveu iu tt lowing herds .
A meaning lives so sweet to me
Lost laughter ripp es iimpidl
From lips b.imoj. d o'er with all the glee
Ut rar old Ubtd to.iSe.
0 and of love and dreamy thoughts,
And shiniug fields and shady spots, .
Of c.olet, greenest, grassy plcts,
Embossed witn wild fwrget me.nots,
And ail tue blooms that cuuniogly '
Lilt their bwuat luces up to u
Out of in past; 1 kUs in thee
k he lips of Used to-Be.
1 love ye all, and with w t eyes
lurucd el mmeriugly on th- skies,
.iy bushings, lise your perfumes ile, -
1 ill o'er my scul a sileuoo lies,'
sweeUr than any ong Xo me,
Sweeter tuan any tneiod y
Or its eet ccuo, yea, all three
My dreams of U ed-toBe.
" )JI.JJf',lJlHllllm.iiniin ,
Rhoro she is lying ; 'how gracefully
her golden-browu 6urls fall over
the dark uiue lnh ilIow 1 f Those
lame, woudrous, brown eyes are
ciosed ( the pallid faoe is dyed with
the last nus ot the getting 6 tin ; those
delicately tapering tinge m uro uhtsn-
ed over her poor, weary breast; from
her itaiiity ekirts come peeping such
tiuy feet. Ujiuetiy 1 draw the snades,
throw over her a warm shawl, draw
up my -large chair before the briglu
coals, aud, as I hear her sof tly brea-
j, I trace . in thoo coals the
strange, sad lilo ot tins gentle little
And what do my coals show me ?
There it biandstneold niancr house,
Mi ouo. Mingo was the seat of nearly
a win le county, owned by ray great
grandfather. My eyes close, aud
the odor of. loutisi uotsoms come
tiack to nio : the broad balcony with
great locust trees at each end; and
that old well, with its cool, dripping
bucket.,- It is X'if, o'clock ; the Horn
has been blown, aud over the hill,
out of fresh corn and cotton fields.
the slaves are coming for their noon
rest, each stopping at the family well
for a drink. Across the highway,
beyond the big gate, stood the orch
ard. It is the mouth of May; the
apple, plum, peach aud cheny trees
are in lull bloom, and near the gato,
at one side, is a white rose bush, t n
the other a deep red. 1 never see
either u white or red rose or catch
its perfume, but old Mingo comes
back to me. lne Violets are bloom
ing, the pink crape uijrtlo and the
china-berry trees, there they are,
each one in my coals, and the blue
jay birds are swinging on I ho limbs, r
aud the sweet notes oi ine mocKing
birds thrill me.
' But of all happy days at Mingo,
this was the greatest. We were going
forty miles away to see our Cousin
Phyllis a very nttie cousin only a
bit of a baby ; but she was the first
child of our beautiful and Tmlliaut
aunt. How my childish ancr goes
back to that aunt. Her dark, spark-
lino- eyes, her rare, complexion, her
gOlueil-orowu cutis, tier uivmt; turiii,
her ringing, joyous laugh, her merry
jokes, her kisses and caresses. W e
were all going to see ner, to kiss ner
baby, to smother her with our con
1 wa3 sitting on tne Droaa steps
ivhen up came the great old lumber-
in? carnage, w nat a wonuer mat
carriage would be today on Broad-
wav ! It would have held a dozen
it took four mules to haul it ; the dri
ver sat np very high ; such big wheels
and steps that unfolded so we could
climb in.' Thero sat our big, black
Sandy high up on the seat, holding
the rein3 aud whip, feeling the im
portanco of his mission, uut came
ail my young auuts until ten were
stored away, ooon we were off,
passing the long line of white cotta
ges, the homes of our slaves ; but I
feel they were happy homes.
Onward we went, over rickety
country bridges, through fields of
fresh, green, isprouting corn, now
ai.d then into a deep brook where
the bridge had fallen in., 1 he splash
ing of the waters seemed to sing
Phvllis, The radiant butterfly had
nut on a newer garb. The humming
birds were flying from flower to flow
er, supping new honey for our Phyl
lis. The forest of magnolia trees
was in full bloom and seemed to give
a richer perfume and rivaled the haw
thorn. All nature welcomed Phyl
I was wandering if she was pretty,
and if my beautiful aunt would love
me less now she had a little girl her
At last we reached the line of
weeping willowi that gave my aunt's
home the name of "The Willows."
The old carriage lumbered up to the
open hospitable doors. JLhe master
and servants received us, and, after
a delicious country supper, we were
shown Phyllis. On a white pillow
she lav. her head wa3 covered with
brown curls, her eyes looked wonder
ingly. She was sweet, she was dainty
she was beautiful We then visited
our dear aunt. How lovely she look
ed, but bo changod. tier eyes were
filled with tears, she was restlcs,
with a strange light in her eyes. She
was distrait, and seemed weary of
everything, even of Phvllis. Shei
scarcely noticed us. We turned from
the room sad aud troubled, and on
ouriournev homo were greatly dis
turbed, wondering what could have
clouded her bright young life.
Here comes another scene in my
coals.- Old Miugo again, and every
nook and corner of the big, old house
was failed with summer guests; it
whs August, and all those sweet,
dainty blossoms in the orchard have
turned into peaches, apples, plums
and pears. The bees are drowsy and
hum uround the ripe hgs ; the cool
well is more inviting. The corn has
changed its color; Iif the trough by
the well luxurious melons aro cooling.
So crowded is the placs with visitors
that the children aro obliged to sleep
upon mattresses trirown upon tne
floor of the parlor. The night had
been one of pouring rain ; we had
een lulled asleep by the pattering
on the windows. When I awoke dav
had dawned, and the light in the
room was clear enough for me to dis
tinguish any object. I saw before
me the form of a .woman with a
ild in her arms; she seemed to say
"Oome ! Cornel" and leaned over my
pallet and tried to put her babe in
my arm3, men vanisneu. i was so
overcome witn lear tuat l suiik into
insensibility. Next day came the
awful tidings from The Willows that
ur lovclv aunt had gone hopelessly
mad. and that we must come at onco
or Phyllis 1
The little love was brought to us.
Our aunt was confined and cared for
at The Willows. Phyllis grew to be
seven years old. She was a 6trange
itlle creature bne was ever with
the butterflies, or talking with the
bird. She would make great wreaths
of flowers and twine them about her-
self. She lived in the Kingdom of
Dreams and Shadows, and when she
would grow tired aim we would mi3S
lershe could ulwaysvpo, round asleep
under the white rosebush near the
gate. She was not one oi us. one
lved in a lar-away world oi ner own
and would smile and talk to un.-een
bersons. Those wondrous, velvety
brown eyes looked upon us, but knew
and felt us not, but all the world,
uman and divine, loved Phyllis,
our spirit child.:
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Now my coals seem to burn bright-
n mi.- l :.
er. nercei. l no grrub uivn war la
upon the fair tnoutn UJd Mingo
. ... .i i i rivt l
ias felt tne 61iock. j no cycione oi
adversity swept us far and wide ;
friends perished, nomes, property
ost. love dead and shattered : but
etiil at The Willows remained that
wrecked mind and her child. Fif
teen years pass, and after many wan
derings I return to Old Mingo. Ah,
indeed, those lines come back tome:
'All are parted now and fled,
- Borne are married, some are dead."
The house stands there, half fal
en to the, ground. The orchard lias
beon invaded by cattle and the trees
are no more. The well has fallen
in and the locust trees have been
blown away by storms. Iu the carriage-house
1 picked up an old iron
strap, a bit of decayed leather, all
that was left of that grand old fami
ly carriage, and the driver, Sandy,
he, too, t had passed away. Mingo
was a desolation born of desolation.
Far over the hills stood the tower, of
the asylum for the insane. I asked
of one of the old negroes still alive
and clinging to the wreck, what had
become of the inmates of The Wil
lows ? Pointing with a stick to the
asylum, with shaking hand and voice,
he said :
"There, there ; both !"
I turned from this sad place and
went at once to the asylum, thero 1
found my beautiful aunt. Old
worn, with lined face and hair as
white as snow, still hopelessly mad
The Willows had burned to the
ground ; her ' husband was dead
friends fortune, all gone, yet this
beautiful wreck lived on, and by her
side her ill-fated Child. Closed in
behind cruel iron bars, with the com
pauionship of depraved and demented
creatures ; deprived of the sunlight
flowers and birds she loved so well
Her eyes looked more wonderingly
than ever ; her long curls hung over
her like a shower of, bronzed gold.
She was thin and pallid, almost too
weak to stand, and told us she was
dying, and begged to be saved from
her awful doom. When we said
farewell, and the clang of the heavy
iron aoor clashed on mat gentle child,
my heart bled for her ; and I never
rested until I obtained her release.
And hero she is with me, lying over
there ; but it is too late ; the soul
is fast seeking another realm; per
haps she sees it now. ' A
moan, a sob, I go to her. The sun
is dying: it's rays grow dimmer.
Phyl is is sinking with it ; it's last
rays flicker, so does her life. She
whispers very softly :
"My eyes are weary; take me to
Mingo : let me sleep under the
The sun has disappeared. Dark
shadows hang about tho room. I light
the lamp and try to raise her ; she is
gone. . '
Ah, Phyllis, you shall goto old
Mingo; bt like yourself, the white
rose bush is dead ; 1 shall plant a-
nother in the same spot. - You never
belonged to us, poor, tired little soul.
She is lying there whiter than the
roses l have placed in her hands : a
smile is upon her lips; tho spirit
child is at rest.
I am again looking into my coals.
What do I see? A tiuy grave in the
old orchard of Mingo, a small white
slab upon which is the name of Phyl-
j is. nue roses are uiooming there
and shedding a pall of petals over her
neao, and as i nit my eyes i can see
the towers of that awful abode of
misfortune, and there still lives the
white-haired mother that cannot
even comprehend that her firstborn
has thrown aside her inheritance of
darkness ; does not even fetl or real
ize that life is still hers.
When the prison gates have opened
and her soul ha3 fled we will nlace
her also at Mingo ; uever at Tho Wil
lows, that are always weeping at the
unaccountable misfortune they
brought to the joyous, beautiful
young bride and her child.
Let nn not find fault with the world. The
world generally puts men of brains in their
proper plaoes, and it is all bosh, these lines
ef Gray's, "Full many a flower is born to
bluih unseen, and waste its sweetuess on
the desidrt air." I tell you it is not so. The
birds of the forest smelt the fragrance of
that flower unseen, and tang sweeter as they
rosu to meet the can, or perchance the
wild bees lit upon the beau tious bud and
changed its sweetne.3 iuto honey. Oh no!
Nothing in God's universe is lost absolute
ly lost. What seems so is but laid in store.
It shall be brought frith when the days of
its ooncealmeut are over. Le! the seed lies
in the ground for many days, but it is aot
dead.- In good time it shall spring forth
into new life and beauty.
Oh then, you who work blindly, yeur
labors all uoseen, believe me your reward
is sure if you but wait, and though to your
lips a thousand burning questions come,
they shall be anawe red sometime, sometime!
There are sights that you cannot see There
are sounds that you cannot hear, for your
yes are bliud aad your ears are dull of
bearing, and your hea t is clay.
But the problems of being are unfolding
every hour, and the inynUry ef socul wrong
untangles and the races of men are getting
in line with the tiuth. Hear the wards of
a poet: ''litis fine old wond of ours is but
a child, yet in the go-can: Patience! give
it time to learu its liiubi. There is a hand
that guides. I said that uotbinir, iu the
w'orld was lost. Let me follow ont that
idea a little further. If I drop a pebble
upon the smooth waters of the placid lake
what happeus ? The waters are disturbed.
Beautiful concentric circles are finned that
eer widen and as they widen grow faintir
and fainter until they strike the shore. At
length to tne eye of maa the impulse is
lost, but we, who live in this age of science,
know that it is not so. We know that the
motion once given to the waters shall never
cease, and that the effect of the Impulse
shall circle the globe forever. No, nothing
in this world is lost ! Every word that we
utter, every aot that we perform, even eur
thoughts, those secret unuttere t acts, are
Bomewbere heard, somewhere een, some,
where known. Upon the universal sea of
air in which the whole creation floats all
these things are enrolled. Somehow, some
where, sometime the people of this muu.
dans world shall reclaim their own. All
the shadowy whisperings imprinted upon
the pages of the universe shall be beard
once more. Then the scroll of time en
graven whh the deeds of men shall be re.
solved into one grand phonograph, and
men shall listen again to the words long
sine forgotten, shall remember once more
the vile purpose and the vile act, and what
ever the judgement of. the Deity may be,
thev wi.l acknowledge that it is jnst and
THE ARIZONA KICKER.
N. Y. Bun. .
News reached n two or thrt Anvm am
-Til J 1 ... - . J . 6
ui me suuuen aeatn or our esteemed fellow
townsman, Capt. John Williams, wb was
temDOrarilv solouminff at RnnkvilU 17 T
in hopes to ben.flt bis health His demise
came aDont last as we had manv times
predicted it would While the Captain was
honesty itself in all business affairs, be
would slip an ace np his sleeve in playing
puaer. e nan persouairy aeteoted him
in the trick at least fiftv t!
body here thoroughly understood his fail"
lag and made allowances, lie shouldn't
nave attempted to play with a stranger at
all. as he neer carried a sum hnt it
seems mat ue sat down to a gaue with a
man from Salt Lutk. and linrl wf.i-karl
three out of the our tices np his sleeve
wnen suddenly called from earth away.
The Salt Lake man didn't know r.f his
failing, of course, and the Coroner's jury
will doubtless retarn a verdict of Musiifl.
able homicide." Ihe deceased was chair-
table, kind hearted, and a loyal friend.
wherever he gave bis friendship. He leaves
a wife who was devoted to him. aJihnnph
his sudden takiotr off was no auDoriaa to
her. Bhe knew that h mnut
doling with the aoea or it was inevitable
that he would soma day run up against a
eiraager iuu or. oustness.
LOST BIS MULE.
Amone the freighters who arrived her
Friday afternoon was a fellow named
LiehUnine Joe. " YVhn enmn c.r tho hmi
told him that the Mayor of this town (who
is our aeir; not oniy attended Church on
Sundav. but led the choir, uassed th can
tribution box. and assisted in a ceneral
way to ran things, and aside from that
wore a plue hat. a boiled khirt. a nir of
yellow kids, aud had his pants made in
Denver, with regular creases in the hind
part of the legs. Joa"p 4 decided that the
wave ef civilization mmt hAnhfka!l Aftar
Cleaning up his guts and bay ing fifty extra
caruiugns ne uei n:s mole against 910 that
he could shoot the hat off his Honor's head
and get away without a scratch. The trial
was made Bundav afternoon withla a hUu
ef the chnrch edifice. '."
Joseph was waiting for ajimdandyto
come along, and when it anneared ha
started ia to win the wager. There was a
smile of confidence on his face, and the
expression in his eyes went to show that
he considered he had struck a soft snap.
Thirty seconds after his first move he was
sit.incr on the c round covered h lw nwn
guns, and the expression in his eyes had
cuangea 10 surprise ana alarm, ue spent
nia Sunday in the lockup, and Monday
morning raid ten doll in' fin and hnri hia
guns confiscated for the bunt fit of the road
fund. He had nothing whatever to say,
except -that he wanted to no off somewhere
for a week or two, and tbink it over and
try and make out just how it all lmrmened.
Our esteenred contemporary is out in a
column article this week headed. "The
Major Attempts to Assassinate a Stranger,"
bnt that was to be expected We have
eiven the face in the cane &a snorea of our
citizens know them.
We notioe that a Bait Lake paper has an
item to the effect that we shot the Post
master at this place for the fifth time last
weea, and mat be is not expected to sur
vive. The item is a cauard. The prevent
official was appoiuted twe year ago. Da
ring this interval, in oider to expedite the
mail service aid secure fair play for the
Kicker, we have beat compelled to shoot
him ou three different occasions, aud in
three different portions of his anatomy.
On his part he has wounded us twice. Vt e
seem to have come to a satisfactory and
mutual Ubd4riandiuer. and them ia on call
for further shoeing.
Life is a quarry, ont of which we are te
mould and chisel aad complete a character.
'that which history caa civo as best is
the enthusiasm whioh it raises ia our hearts.
The only failure a man oncht to fear is
failure in cleaving to tke purpose he sees
to be beat.
For words are wise men's counters, thrv
do bat reckon by them ; bat they are the
money of f.ols.
There is in every man a certain feeling
that he has been whit he is from all eUr-
nity, and by no means becomes such in
ticuo. - .
We ought to regard books aa we do
sweetmeats, not wholiy to aim at the pleaa-
antest, but chit fly , to consider the whole'
somest ; t ot forbidding either, but appro
viDg the latter most, Ex. -
A REMARKABLE RIDE.
Mr. Wetdon Sohenok, en his Columbia
bicycU, rode 107 miles In eleven hours and
thirteen ruiuutes, easily making a record
for the State and proving himself the
ehampion long distaaee rider of Nerth
Carolina. He finished iu a fast ran and
showed np strong after the long ride. A
correct idea ot this splendid athletic feat
may be formed by remembring that fifty
miles in fourteen hoars is eonsidard U.r-V
journey fer a horse. Sir. Schenck msJa
his 100 miles in a little over tea hoars. Ila
rode from Green she ro te Winston and re
turn, thence to Burlington and return, '
using the Ordinary wagon roads. Ha waa
checked by reliable men at each plaee.
'' TIMOTHY STRAWS.
Don't trv to run th othr f.H. ..4 -
the Golden Rule, and yeur own too.
The ruju traffic is trying to stsne geepel
emperance to death and R.ni .v- -.iL
churob member, is standing by holding th
eoat of tJbc stoner and consenting to is.
ttigu license is a high humbug.
The dollar ain't no mnr atn;k. i
the devil i. ; "
The five largest Pnwnt j..
tious could shnt np every legalized saloojx
in the country, if they iad a miad to.
The remedv for nnh.):.
church, is more belief in the chnrch.
There is no virtue in a sinn K,,.;.,-
devil. A hog cau't commit a trespass on
his own master's ground.
Because a man hate ball if to.' ...
sign he loves heaven.
Heaven ain't a chmmn !,.
throw in with a dish of ioe-crean or an
oyster stew, for the beaeJt of the ejmrcb.
The preacher who ia olw.tr. ....li.-
that it paya to be a Christian, mu.t'nt b.
surprised if he gets the kind of church,
members that join it for pay.
POULTRY NOTES; .
Lime is necessary for shells.
Pekin ducks do best where there are
Plan to have some chickens hatehaJ h
Ducks should never be kept in the aim
house with ehickens.
The bare earth kept cleia is a road iW
for the poultry house.
Ducks and geese should have warm, drw
quarters during the winter.
Thrifty poultry leave the roosta earl.
bnca the necessity for feeding early.
There is a very wide difference lath
prices between early and late ohickeas.
A little care in selecting etres from tha
best hens will insure better chickens.
After the weather gets eold care should
be taken to gather the eggs frequently.
It lesens materially the possible orafita
by kepiog too large a number cocks.
There is nothing gained in fattening tha
turkeys intended fer breeding next spring.
Fowls thrive better if given a rood vari
ety, not only with their soft feed, but witji
their grain. r
A small quantity of carbolic isid in tho
drinkiug water is a good preventative of
If the hens get to laying ia the stables
or sheds examine the nests in th poultry
House for Jice.
Care should be taken not to handle the
eggs iu the incubators too much; it kelps
to (lose the parts.
After goslings get well started to feather
they need very little attention, as they are
Sucflewer seed will help materially 1st
egg production, bnt a very small qmaatity
win mate a feed,
Kerosene applied liberally is one ef the
best remedies to nse fer lice in th poultry
house ; apply liberally.
Under no condition should th fowl be
allowed to driuk from pools of water stand,
inc in the barn lots.
For th larger breeds of fowls especially
the roosts should be placed low, aot over
two feet from the ground.
Wheat or oat straw eat into two or three
inch lengths make a good material fer
litter during th winter.
Tobacco leaves kept in the nests hi a
good preventive of lie at all times.wilh
the laying and sitting hens.
The poles for roosts should always b ar
ranged so that they eaa be taken down
readily when necessary to clean laem.
Th time te pick both dock and reesa
f eathera ia when they ar rip. Sort as they.
are picked, aud they will bnag better
It does not pay to keep a singl pair ef
fowls on the place unlet year salad is
fully mad np to take good car ot them
Good feed, good shelter, pure, eleaa wai
ter, and eve ehane will show a larger
prfit in proportion to t! anioaat invested
than is derived from the pt Jersey cow-
Rockcastle county, Kentacky, has pur
chssed aad distributed ever th county
about $3000 worth of road tools in th hoFI
of getting its rosds worked bitter,