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A Mo ore US A'Z'ETTE. VOL. I. CARTHAGE, N. THURSDAY, JUNE 16, 1881. V NO. 19. l)c iltoorc Oascttc. CARTHAGE, N C. J. II. JIYKOVER, Editor. HnbM-ription : 1 One copy, oiieyear. . 11.50 One copy, nix months 75 One copy, tliree month 40 -t Advertising Kate : i One Bfjnari', on inch, one time. $1.00 .One square, oni' inch, two times 1.50 Ontsquarc, out' inch, one month 2.00 Liberal rates lor contract and Btandiiif; ad-v'rti.'mfciita. . Son? of the Four Seasons. WUcd iirin&coinh laughing, by vale and hill, By wind-flower walking and daffodil, King ntar of morning, hing morning (ikies, Hing hlue of speedwell and my Love's eyes. When conies the Summer, full-leaved and Htrong, And gay birds goetiip, the orchard long : Hing hid, hwoet honey, that no bee nips ; Hing rrd, red rosea and my Love's lips. i " When Autumn scatters the leaves again, And piled sheaves bury the broad-wheeled wain KiDg flutes of harvest, where men rejoice ; Hing rounds of rijapers and my Lovo's voice. But when comes Winter, with hail and storm, And red tiro roaring, jind ingle warm, Hing first sad '.going of friends that part ; Then sing glad meeting and my Love's heart. A CROOKED SIXPENCE. One pleasant evening in early spring a young girl descended tlie Bteps ol a handsome' Louse in the fashionable-suburbs of an English town, and, drawing her veil over her face, walked briskly down the street. She evidently did not belong to the s costly mansion she had lust left, and m fact her plain dress, and tlio little scroll- ease which' she earned, betrayed that I she was a music-teacher. ! After walking some . distance, the young 'lady, leaving the street, which had now liecOTue a country road, bor dered with rustic villas, turned into a more private way, shaded by trees- and crossed by a shallow stream. Here she proceeded more leisurely, and removing her veil, 6howed a fair, oval face, with delicate features and soft brawn eyes; full of sweetness and ' intelligence. It seemed a face formed for smiles and sunshine, but just now it wore a shade of of despondency, and more than once her tiy half filrod wi tliHcafs.T-- - On the rustic bridge crossing the stream she paused, and, leaning over the rail, looked down-at the crystal rip ples, dancing over the white sands. This was what she never failed to do in crossing the bridge, for she loved the murmur and sparkle of the water, j A branch of hawthorn in full bloom hung like a perfumed snow-drift just above her head, and reaching up, she essayed to break off a spray ; but the wugu oitui rtiiuscu in ue parieu irom its parent branch, and she was about relinquishing the attempt, when she was startled by a voice, close to her, which said : x "Pray allow me to assist von ! By her side stood a gentleman whom she had neer before seen, voung and handsome, and dressed in a plain gray suit. 1 i Producing a small clasp-knife, ho sev- ered the coveted branch ; but the rough . treatment to which ,it had been sub jeeted had shaken off much of 'the bloom. - "I fear it is quite spoiled' he said "Will you allow me to get vou an other?" bho accepted the offered blossoms. and with a few words of thanks, a smile i uncl a bow, they each passed on the girl with a Blight flush on her cheek, and Heart beating a little more rapidlv at the remembrance of the gentleman's grave, involuntary look of admiration inoi mat she was 'unused to such, but there had been something peculiar in me ueep, aarK eyes of this stranger w m ieasi sne thought so. She was just passing the rnstv gates of a small park-lodge, when her eye was caught by the gleam of some object in mu grass at ner leet. She picked it up. It was a silver sixpence, battered and bent, to which was attached a small sil ver ring. "Some child's lost plavthing or treas ure," the girl thought. ""Perhaps little Nellie Burns, who just now passed. She will be glad to have it back." A few moments' further walk brought her to a neat cottage, with a gothic por tico, standing a little back from the road.. A pretty young girl at a window nod ded a gy welcome, and at the door she was met by a tall, dignified ladv, in a widows cap, who greeted her 'with a motherly kiss. "Evelyn, child, what has kept vou so late?" Evelyn threw off her hut -i vi ok n. nor nut-brown tresses, disordered bv her waiK, ana sank wearily into a seat. i win teii you, mamma, when I have aau a cup of tea," she said, smiling, wim an enon at cheerfulness. "At present i am almost too UrecJnd hun gry io taiK." The little tea-table was ah wun its simple but daintilv past i vet, despite her decl lyn did little instiea and home-made jam set ry the poached Bister said. "They Speckles' own, hud t you. And if anything juu, uear i darei rudeness of that why, fortret worth thinking ei set arar x- io ihJ V 7 Ymd f V J -ein f k oil! r Ah, but this time it is a matter not bo easily iorgotten 1 replied Evelyn, with a sigh. "Mamma, dear, I am sor ry to have such bad news, but I have lost mv engagement with the McMul lens." ' Her lips trembled, despite her effort to smile. Mrs. Chase set down the cup which she was raising to her lips, and Jessie exclaimed, impulsively : "Oh, Evie, how unfortunate ! What shall we do now?" "We mast do our best. Perhaps give up the cottage and take lodgings, and dispense as far as possible with Mrs. Burns' service. Shall we, mamma?" "Whatever we are compelled io do, my dear," her mother replied, quietly, "we will trust in the heavenly Father, who has never forsaken us since your earthly one was taken away." There was a moment's silence. The hearts of all were heavy, yet each en deavored for sake of the others to ap pear cheerful and hopeful. Evelyn's music and drawing lessons had been, since the death of the poor rector, her father no inconsiderable item in the scanty means of the little family, and they knew that they must sorely feel the loss of her hitherto lucrative en gagement. i"The Maplesons have brought with tliem a first-clsss music-teacher," Evelyn continued ; "and Mrs. McMullen fancies that she can succeed in obtaining for her girls a share in his instructions, so she has given me a timely dismissal." "I daresay Mrs. McMullen's ambition ' is rrfore to become intimate with the Maplesons than to secure a musical education,for her daughters,'' Jessie said, somewhat saucily. "My dear I" said the mother, reprove ingly, v Jessie laughed. "I don't mean to be ill-natured, mamma : but 1 can t admire those Mc- Mullens, with their purse-proud airs. And I am glad that the Maplesons have come to live at the Hall, for thev are from your part of the country and knew your family ; and if Mrs. Mapleson is a real ladv, she will recognize vou as such, without assuming any vulgar airs eft" patronage, like the McMullens." Evelyn had been searching in her pocket for some article, which she now drew forth, together with the sixpence which she had picked up, and until now forgotten. I think I have here something be longing to little Ellen Burns," she said. I found tt ou tbrTf oBd, inst after pass ing, her." , Jessie took the coin in her hand. "I don't think it is a child's toy," she said. "Here are some mysterious marks upon it, and the date is quite old. 'G. b., InO, she read, slowly. "It may be some charm or amulet, or perhaps a lover s token. Isn t there a superstition about a crooked sixpence ?" ?'I think," said Mrs. Chase, examin ing it, " that it must be what is called a 'lucky sixpence.' I remember that my old nurse used to wear one. The superstition is that it brings good for tune to the owner or finder." "Then, mamma, the charm seems reversed in my case," Evelyn said, with a rather sad smile. "Never mind," said Jessie, cheerfully. "Remember that your trouble came before you found the sixpence, and this was no doubt sent by some good fairy as a comfort and encouragement. Some thing good is going to happen to yon, Evie, I am sure," she added, laughing ; "or perhaps to us all who knows ?" Jessie thought this prediction verified when, some days thereafter, Mrs. Mapleson drove over to see her mother, and invited them all to a quiet little evening party "a musical tea," Jessie called it. The widow declined for herself, but was glad to have Evelyn and Jessie go. There was some difficulty as regarded the question of dress, but with the help of a store of 'fane old musun and lace, relics of better days, and some white roses from the garden, the two- girls appeared tastefully and becomingly attired. The Misses McMullen, indeed, visibly sneered, and one of them even remarked that "the Chase girls" looked charm ingly like dairy-maids at a masked balL liut there were others among the guests who cast many a glance of admi ration at the two sisters Jessie so bright and piquant, and Evelyn with ner sweet, girlish grace and dignity and knowing their history, thought what a pity it was that poverty ahd mis fortune should have doomed them to so obscure a life. "The Chases come of good blood, said Mrs. Marieson's aunt, the old Scotch dowager, Lady Lumley, who made a boast of speaking her mind freely. "Their father, though only a country parson, was a gentleman, and their mother a lady born. But as? to that odious Madame McMullen andher overdressed, underbred daughters, nobody knows who hey are. And fancy that Blanche McMullen, with her large hands and red nose fancy Iter setting her cap. for my nephew. Mr. John Stuart!" There was some . brilliant music and singing in the course of the evening. Evelyn felt a little shy when it came to her turn, for hei voice, though clear and sweet, -was not powerful. Never theless she took her seat at the piano sang one of her favorite pieces. My dear," said Ladyliumley. "with i Toice and touch you ought to know me of our old Scotch songs. Will g 'Bonnie Dundee, or 'My in the. .Highlands? I haven't em jtitce I left my own home rcny. hereell lrtred the-Old Scottish Bcnnl melodies, and she nfw Bang Dundee," to the olf great light -: 1 "Thank von. mv Alear," she said.' Evelyn gave place 't Miss McMullei who had volunteered M Italian braruri "I am sure you sine most beautiful! How I wish that FJ nephew.: John Stuart, were here tenjoy it f nJ&Mjjg so delight in thosepW Highland songst' "My dear aunt, I have returned jut in time to enjoy tre pleasure," said la voice which causr EYejyn to s&tL Wh ht of rippli watdC horn blossoms, and f ook had haunted hlr a confused thou and fragrant ha' dark eyes whosi ever since -that f9?J?nj Ana IIOW.-P1TUTi"i jT nrv BtTa - same eyes bent upon her, asLaaMpm ley introduced, "My nephew. -Kv'John Stuart ;" and, blushing with barrassment than she had me experienced on so sun sion, she allowed him to 1 seat. . When Miss McMullen ished her brilliant Italia: pt A while later, ingratiate hersel! to inquire of Mr. Stuarw whether she should sing "Will vou come to the hills, my Mary?" or 'My Highland. Laddie, O !" she beheP that unappre ciative Highland Laadie in a distant part of the room, absorbed in what was evide4r a very interesting conversa tion with her little seer's former music teacher, Miss Chase "I never imagind" she was such an artful piece," she whispered, to her mother, an hour lafcer. "Only see how she manages to aljmost monopolize him, and all the while 'pretending to look so innocent and unconscious. It's dis- wiiii anuiuer enori to if with Mr. Stuart and his aunt, she sarg: ' There's nae' luck nbout the house, Since Jamie awa'." ;. "Your countrjyeople think a grea deal of luck, Jur- Stuart, remarkela lady, like himself a guest in the house. "Do you believe5 in it. may I ask ?" ' At the simple Question, a sort of shadow passed ore." his face. ; but he answered readily,:: "I certainly ought to believe in it, considering how assiduously the doc trine was impressed, upon my youthful mind by my srrandmcther and my n Those excelletft womn believed in St aimosi as nrmry as flX wieir reu. and indeed, some thi4i'8 have 001 in our family which.' jpight eg many, nortoo skeptically mclffied, thi there is such a thing as luck. "Would you mind telling us abo- it ?" iear i snouid . not interest yo But, untilxecently, there has been m my possession a sort of charm, or talis man, solemnly presented me by cry grandmother, and which shex assured me had, for more than a century, brought good-luck to its successive owners in our family." "Mow delightful ! A lewel. wasn't it?" . "No; only a silver . sixpence ! The story runs that once upon a time it was found upon the person of an ancestor of mine, just after a battle, bruised and doubled up, having broken the force of a bullet which must otherwise have proven fatal. From that time th crooked sixpence was preserved as a talisman, and eventually came into fmy possession, after having, according) to iamuy tradition, worked various pon ders in the way of bringing good-kick to the owner -especially m loveTaflajfrs, "And you still have it i" ; "Unfortunately, no. It is not a eek "Mr. Stuart, I overheard yon, at the hall, telling Mrs. Herries of your having lot something an 'amulet, you railed itj-a cooked sixpence." :i'"Tes," he answered, with a smile ; ''and, though only a crooked sixpence, lj am sorry to have lost it Do you know," he added, more gravely, "that my luck deserted me in almost' the very hour in which I first met you ? When I saw you on the bridge that day I had just lost my crooked sixpence." ' 'Suppose," she said, still shyly "sup pose that found your 'luck '"?" ' "You cannot mean it, surely ?' he said. eagerly. . sonw neia tne little Dattereu. coin be fore his eyes. '"I will give it back to vou, with the XVidohn I wish that you may never lose it again," ore em- she said, playfullv. in her He grasped not only the little silver an OCCa- I token, but the hanrl whiVri nfToreA it ner to a "Evelvn. will vou not make the rift -I. ", completed Shall not mvlittlfi talisman having fin- be, indefd, to me a token of good for- piece, turned tune ? all assurance of the blessing which covet beyond any that the world can give?" What her answer was we are not pre pared to say, but she did not withdraw her hand ; and when, an hour after, Jes sie entered the room, thinking that the visitor must by this time have departed, she saw two figures seated very near each other in the twilight, and heard Mr.' Stuart's voice, saying : "Our 'talisman' shall henceforth be long to us both, my dearest, and bring us equal 'good luck.' " Jessie retired 'rather hastily, under pretense of sending lights which, by the way, she forgot to do. But that evening the mother and daughters, seat ed together in a close group, talked to gether in a low tone of subdued happi ness ; and Jessie, kissing her sister's flushed cheek, said : "Did I not tell you, Evie, that some good luck was fcbout to hajipen to you and to us all ? I 6hall herteafter believe in crooked sixpences." since I lost it, though how or whe e I her, new cannot imagine. I regret it very mlieh, 1 1 1 "A .1 .1 pariiy Decause it was ine gut oi j my Kind Kinswoman, and partly he Jiesi tated "partly, I confess, because I am just sufficiently superstitious to 1 fear that it may be ominous of ill-luck! at a time when I am particularly desiro lis o: meeting with good-fortune." Evelyn had heard all this. Sol the crookecj sixpence which she had JAwkT was the property of that handtome stranger who had given her the Jprav of hawthorn. He had lost his luckj and she had found it r Jessie s prediction occurred ki and she felt herself blushingath and strange thrill awakened in her heart On the day following, art and his aunt called at tage with the gothic porti Jessie felt a little morti should behold the horn surroundings : but Evei mother received them dignity and self-possessii the cottage had been a sta that old, ancestral mi somebody had tolcl them John Stuart, away in dne est districts in Scotland. "I hardly think he will Jessie said, "now that he the nakedness of the Lu Mamma may talk of being cc she is always right, of couth hard to be young and pretti not smile, Evie and feel ol prived of ' a thousand pleasi vantages, all for want of a lit Jessie was mistaken as rt Stuart He did come again so often that, the McMullen recently taken to driving in tion, declared that "they did what to make of it anc Chase "ought to know bett allow of such an open flirtati daughter." 4 J One day, whn Evelyn h&n ing Scottish songs in the L she turned round on the piar Baia, nan snyiy : Art in Home Decoration. Large towels have borders worked in I! oman patterns. Pretty window curtains are made of cheese cloth and edged with lace. Plush draperies are as effective paint ed in oil as embroidered. A very hand some design for a screen is a dark-blue plush decorated with apple blossoms. ,of -cnsWo0. Inisrifsis-vtinv sofas and easy chairs, into which "one can sink and rest, are the rule, and the Queen Anne seats are wisely kept for show. . Oblong mirrors are now ,hung cross wise. They have plain wood irames four inches deep, sloping backward, and are painted in different ways. Snow balls, sprays of golden rod, yellow cro cuses, peacocks' feathers and boughs, on which perch snowbirds, are pretty designs for the frames. Some are cov ered with bright plush, and on one corner is placed a band of old gold. New mantel mirrors are square, with smooth frame. Large wooden Eussian bowls are used to hold nuts or fruit. Window lambrequins are heavily trimmed with wide borders of plush. Scrim curtains edged with antique lace are more stylish than expensive lace ones. Handsome carpets have olive-colored grounds, with small bright figures on them. Porcelain table ornaments are in imi tation of open fans, and the cupids standing or disporting on them, make them charming enough. ; A screen on exhibition in New York is hand-painted on the natural wood, with woodbine, blossoming lilac branch es, aid hollyhocks on the three sepa rate panels. 1 ... i i -t j Some oi tne new ana nanusome uuorn to cabinets have panels used as inserted pieces, painted in the Persjan sWle. The foundation is a hard and ne grained wood made as smooth as possi ble, and covered with a black ground ing on which a Mosaic of colors, quaint scrolls and arabesques, flowers of beau tiful hues, or birds of wonderful plu mage are placed with all the grouping lTTorrPeraian art Every Girl Her Own Bean. It will be owned that the coming young woman has taken a long stride in advance if so forcible a figure is ad missible in speaking of a sex which of course does not stride when she feels herself at liberty to take her larks abroad without. the inevitable young man to guide, protect and pay her scot This is the very thing that Vassar col lege has been teaching its fair girl stu dents to do, and from the testimony the quick-witted young women don't 'need much teaching.1 The New York papers Saturday were abreeze with a delicious idylof the jaunt of two of the classes up in tne mountains. The junior class girls sweet fifteen, it may be supposed took it into their charming heads to give the senior class sweet seventeen, let it be supposed a surprise picnic of a novel sort. Destination and details were kept pro found secrets. The cock's shrill clarion at five o'clock on Friday morning was to be the signal for the feminine merry makers to keep the tryst. Even in so small a detail as this you see the advan tage of being independent of the young man. How many youths could have been depended on to meet 1 ho maidens a,t such an hour ? Whoever heard of a col lege boy up with the sun, unless under certain contingencies which would tend to debar him from setting out as escort at that pure and poetic hour? But the girls went tip with shining eyes, rosy cheeks and the spirit of the mothers of Israel in them. What a fascinating pic ture it suggests ! Bevies of well-shod metatarsal terminations dancing over the dew ; no necessity for the evasions and subterfuges inevitable when impa tient youth stands by, nagging and quer ulous ; no covert sneers about the length of time taken to adjust refractory "bangs ;" no disaster to be apprehended from recalcitrant curl papers ; no an guish over the better fortune of a rival in securing the sweetest young man of the company ! . ' Superior to all the trivial heart-burnings that beset the picnic engineered by the male, the Vassar girls set out in force. A boat was waiting on the Hud son. The sehior girls, torn by a wild curiosity to learn their destination, were held in expectation until the boat drew up in a 8ylvanbay. The party were thence transported to the railroad, and after an hour's ride took stages to ascend the mountain. At the summit a new hotel startincr for the season wan roadv nr iwonp UU0 wwowmx WIUX lliUWU, where baked meats and the joyf of the flesh had been provided by these female merrymakers. Then there were poetry and speeches and kissing, that discom posed no one and shocked no suscepti bilities. Not a man marred the serene joy of the reunion from the beginning to the end, save the host, who appeared furtively on the scene of the festivities to direcjt the banquet. What could be moj rational than this ? It is a moral education in itself, the indoctrinating of the feminine youth of the land with the idea that a coat sleeve is not essential to the blooming beauty who has a notion to take her walks out of the beaten path. Of old it was the notion that sex ruled in pleas ure as in business : that the joys of life were stripped of their keenest zest with out the dominating presence of a mous tache to serve as the complete fulfilment of the ecstacy of osculation. No grave community, interested in the develop ment of girlhood, but will look with de vout joy upon this early emancipation of the fairy sisterhood from t: e tyranny of coat-sleeves, moustaches and "escort." Philadelphia Times. ITEXS OF IMEREST. "Friti" Emmett says he has signed the pledge hundreds of times. It's no use, however. "All signs fail in 'dry' weather." A Kentucky boy while playing base ball, Sunday, was struck by lightning. He was very fortunate that it wasn't the ball that hit him. A Frenchman in business here adver tises that he has a "chasm' for an ap prentice. He had looked up the word "opening" in the dictionary. The Philadelphia. Xett savs: The de mand for' planks two inches thick is now very active. They are to be sawed into bottoms for strawberry boxes. ;Ingersoll draws larger crowds than any other lecturer, and the Louisville Conner-Journal says he will bob up serenely with the largest crowd here after. Princess Stephanie going into hys terics at her wedding over an American "masher" is a little the thinnest of all the thin things of the dav. Boscoe Conkling Jiasn't been near. Vienna. Salvini presented his "Macbeth" dag ger to his friendly critic of the Traveler, and the scribe's fellow-workers now ad dress him with great respect, for they know it is a dagger that they see before them. The man said he couldn't hire the ap plicant. Said the young man : "I can prove that I'm perfectlv honest." "Yes, I know," said the other. "That's the trouble. You see Fm in the coal business." John Stu- e little cot- ' . . -, that they of -their and. her ' aamuch as though y hall, like Which longed to the loyelt us again," spied out 1BCQT it and "rot it is Jbuneed Jives de mand ad- noney." dedMr; Ad came vho had know hat jurs. than to with her ben sing- parlor, Matrimonial Errors. The man and woman who marry to gether are bound for life by a solemn compact. If you strip marriage of all its sentimental language what is it but a simple binding arrangement between two persons for the mutual advantage of each other ? Apart from the natural instinct that brings the sexes together, the one is looking for a helpmeet to add to his comforts, and the other for some one" to sustain and protect her through life. With these they take all the attendant risks, and trusting in the love they bear to one another, take each other for better for worse. Unfortu nately, the warmth of -the honeymoon cannot always be maintained ; and abid- l.io. Gardner's Lime-Kiln Club. "When a man axes me who libs nex' doah," began the old man as the tri anglo sounded to order, "I answer him Brown or Jones or White, or whatever de name may be, but when he goes be yand dat an' axes what salary de man aims, how often his wife changes bon nets an' how dey make seben dollars a week go furder dan I kin fo'teen, I be come a clam. I has no business to know, an' when I do know I WQn't tell. I used to have some curiosity in dis direcshun, but I has got ober it of late y'ars. When I know dat a sartin man, receivin' a sal ary of $12 per week, kin give parties, hire carriages an' dress his wife in silks, it makes me glum ; dat is, it used to. I used to wonder wuri cotuan t oo lf. same thing on de tame B?2ey, but ueiibei uiarvfBert -jol &txM . .. used to tell me dat sartin women had new silks, new hats, new close an' now shoes once a month de yar roun', an' we havin' to lib clus on de same money, it made me mad; dat is, it used to. WTien I saw men who owed for deir washin' struttin' aroun like lords, while I had to work seben days in a week an' pay my debts, I felt like, smashin' frew de sidewalk.' But I has got ober all dis. When I meet a woman who kin dress . like a banker's wife on de $10 or $12 per week paid her husband,"! doah' 'low myself to eben fink about it. " When I see a man buyin' twenty-five cent cigars, sportin' a cane and takin' champagne, while his chillen at home am bar'fut, I try to believe dat it am,1 all right. When a ladv wid 8300 worf of close on axes me to do a job of whitewash in' in a par lor whar do bes' pictur s come from a tea store an' de bes' cha'r am under chat tel mortgage, I doan' stop to wonder who she thinks she am looiin . ss ay- burs ob mine who owe all de butchers widin a circle of a mile km pay fo dol- lahs cash fur a libery rig on Sunday an' I shan't criticize. Wives may go shoppin ' ebery day in de week an gin parties ebery night, an' my ole woman will keep de cabin jist de "same. Since we quit wonderin' an' Bpeculatin' ober dese fings we feel muchf better. We know fur a fact jist how we kin make money go. If odder folks kin lib like lords on a salary of $600 a v'ar it's a streak of good luck none of our bizness. My advice to an you am to let such fings pass. Dey are mysteries wid fhich we nave no Dizness, an, de mo' you ponder ober dem de less you will enjoy what you have honestly aimed by ha'd work an' saved by good company." JMroit Free Frf. Flowers at Eight Times Their Weight In (told. ' ' Tb cut-flower business, another phase of horticulture," is perhaps greater in the United States than in any other part of the world. Certainly the use of cut flowers in New York for bouquets, pas- kets and other designs is far greater than in either London or .Fans, and me taste shown in their arrangement here is vastly superior: It is estimated that $3,000,000 were paid ior cut-nowem in 1880, one-third of which was for rose buds. Immensa glass structures are erected in the suburbs ior tne special purpose of growing cut-flowers to sup- PIT tne DOuque-imuk.cro u mo less than twenty acres of glass surface is devoted to the purpose oi lorcmg roses alone, during the winter months. At some seasons the prices paid for these forced rosebuds are penecuy ine. One grower, of Madison, New Jer sey, took into New York three hundred buds of the crimson rose known as "General. Jacqueminot," for which he received, at J' iStr ArM- wcn retailed at $1.50 to each. A flower der in Fourteenth .4 4- . fa lvs before Christmas, re ceived the onlyfour ofthis eyariety of rose that were offered m the city and j i.watiict for them at StiO, or $15 apiece, or eight Hums the talue of their weight in gold.-Peter Hendenon inScribner. v ing love must be based on mutual re spect. Nothing can be more trying to love than the little faults wnicn crop out after marriage ; but as, in a most literal sense we most take one another for better for worse, we should try to look as kindly and leniently pn those traits that give us annoyance as we can, knowing that the better we are able to bear them, and the less we are able to think upon them, the better will it be for our peace of mind and happiness. Many marriages have turned out un happily because of the lack of this mutual forbearance. Young people think they have made a mistake in mar riace. when the mistake is only in their own behavior since they were The Age or the Earth. The age of the earth is placed by some at five hundred million years, by others one hundred million years ; and still others, of later time, among them the Dnke of Argyll, place it at ten mill ion years. None place it lower than ten millions, knowing what processes have been gone through, Other planets go through the same process. " The reason that other planets differ so much from the earth is that they are in a so rnuch j earlier or later stage of existence: The ! earth must become old. Ifcwton sur mised, although he could give no rea son for it, that the earth would at one time lose all its water and become per fectly dry. Since then it hasbeeii found that Newton wa correct. As the earth in ineir i , cooling it will become porous, married, t j Good husbands make jrood wives, and ' good wives make good husbands ; and the scolding or intemperate or slatternly partner often has but himself to blame for the misery that clouds the life and . . . ! and great cavities will Ve formed m the interior, which will take in the water. It is estimated that this process is now in progress, so far that the water dimin ishes at about the rate of the thickness of a sheet of writing paper each year. desolates the home. Multitudes who ; , in r, nm.OOO vears the water feel that their marriage was a mutake, , ... . k mne. and in 13.000,000 and who make their existence a life-long : ra ev trace Df water will have dis misery, might, by a little self-denial ; 'em from the face of the globe, and forbearance, and gentleness and ; ani oxygen in the atmos old-time courtesy, make their home , , iliminishine all the time. brighten like the gates of Eden, f ft i, an inappreciable degree, bnt the bring back again the old love that , tim( come whfin tie air m thin blessed the happy golden days gone by. '. that no creatUres we know could breathe Are you mate of this ship V said a j it and live ; the time will come' when newly-arrived passenger to the cook, the world cannot support life. That "Noi ; sir: I am the man that cooks the ' will be the period M old age, and then m.Af'..Mt).lTiWniM. t will oome death.-! Prrf. 11. jC. Prodor. II... t ocrwnor. . i i
Moore Gazette (Carthage, N.C.)
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June 16, 1881, edition 1
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