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•THE ALAMANCE GLEANER. VOL. 4 THE GLEANER • PUBLISHKD WEEKLY B* E. 8. PARKER „ Urakaa, N. C, - ' Hateiof Subscription. Ponlaye Paid ; One Yftar ; .t1.55 nix Months ...70 „hrcc Months 50 • T Every person sending ue a club of ten sub scribers with the cash, entitles himself to one »»->py free, for the lenjrh of time for which the club Is made np. Papers sent tddifferent offices JVo Departure from the Cash System, RUN tf A4rertiiing Transient advertisements payable in advance: yearly advertisements quarterly in advance. |1 m. |8 in. jS m. 6 in. jl2 in. 1 quart; I*2 Ool*B 00 *4 00 *6 00 *lO 00 2 '! I 8 001 450600 10 00! 15 00 Transient advertisement* fl per square or he first, and fifty cents for each subse quent insertion. ' , F Where Advertising Contract* can ba mmU NEW ARRIVAL AT . P. R. Harden's, Who keeps constantly on hand a fn 1 line of Dky Goons, Oboceribb and Gbn- JKHAL MKBCHANDISK at Bottom Prices: Aliens Prints at IX cents. A full line of Muslins and Jackonets. New crop Cuba Molasses. Bacon C. R. Sides at 8 cents per side. Garden and Flower Seeds at 5 cents a paper. Call and examine our stock before pur chasing. W Special attention given to the sale of Flour The highest market price paid for all kinds of Country Produce SCHOOL. GUAIIAM, N. C. REV. D A. LONG, A. M. REv. W- W. STALKY, A. M. REV. W. 8. LOwtt. A, M. MISS JINN IE ALBRIGHT. , Opens August 26th 1878, and closes the last Friday In May, 1879 Board W to #lO and Tuition #3 to $4.50 month. ~A Knitting CoMoa A Zephyr Wool, at SCOTT * A DONNELL'S. Scott & Donnell Graham NC Dealers in ¥. »BV GOOBH. OROCBBIBI BARDtVAKR, BATfI, BOOIR *«■*!«. NOTIONM, IKON, STKIL, BAI.T, IHOI.AS SBH, PBIIHB, NRBI> ' CINRS. BVK STUFF AC AC. CWNE£L''B hCCk# & YarM - at SCOTT A All kinds of Country Produce taken in mmmmn for Goods, at SCOTT A DUN • ' K Points, Mould Boards, Land Sides * ffowßolts, at BCOT f A DONNELL' TO QVEItSEEREUS OF PUBLIC You are hereby notified to return your road ortere on the first monday in October 1878, th Mune * °* hands on your road endorsed the couruy n ° f A \^ v ßoard of C jJ for t IF WE KNKIT, If we knew the woe and heartache Waiting for ns down the road. If our lips could taste the wormwood, If our backs could feel tlio load, Would we waste to-day in wishing For a time that ne'er could be? Would we wait with such impatience For our ships to come from sea? If we knew the baby fingers Pressed against the window pane. Would be stiff And cold to-morrow— Never trouble us again, Would tjie bright eyes of our darling -r—• Catch the frown upou our brow? Would the prints of rosy fingers I Vex us then as they do now? Ah. those little ice cold finders, How they point our memories back To the hasty words and actions Strewn along our backward track! How those little hands remind us, As in snowy grace they lie, Not to scatter thorns—but rosea— Fo' our reaping by-and-bj! Strange we never prize the mnsie Till the sweet-voiced bird has flown! Strange that we should slight the violets Till the lovely flowers are rone; Strango that summer skies and sunshine Never seem one-half so fair As when winter's snowy pinions Shake their white down in the airl Lips from which the seal of silence None but God can roll away, Never blossom in sueh beauty As adorns the month to-day; And sweet words that freight our memory With their beautiful perfume, Come to us in sweeter accents From the portals of the tomb. Let us gather up the sunbeams •* Lyin.* all along our path; Let us keep the wheat and roees, Casting out the thorns and chaff; Let us find our sweetest coaifort In the blessings of to-day; With a patient hand removing t All the briars from our way. JOHN FURBER. TUK SHORT NTORIT OF A I.ONG LIFB. The V.andladj'e Charily G*hi and Her City Vl»itar-~A «®itl »• Reach May Prare the Preserver ml a IVable Heart—A Tale with A Jtlaral. 'Miss Cameron.' Leonie Cameron, lazily, looking out of a bow window upon tH|e garden flam ing with autumn tints aim sunset glow, lilted a pair of oofl dark Wes to Mrs. Tollman's face. It was an anxious fucc just at that moment, and being usually full of happy contfut, the anxiety was very apparent to Leonie. So, alter her first careless glance, she straightened horselt in her low chair and snid quietly, yet with every appearance oi interest: 'What is the matter?' An awkward pause followed that question. • Mrs. Tollman fidgetkl under the in qniriug glance ot the dark eyes, cleared her throat twice, and finally said with nervous emphasis: 'John Furber.' Miss Cameron's face seemed to freeze. It.was a very benutitul lace, with pride as a leading expression. Sweetness lurked in the month, intellect beamed from the radiant dark eyes, but pride shadowed all. It carried the small head gracefully erect,, it swept the folds ot the rich dressos with a loyal motion. It touched the small patrician hands and it was evident in the well-modulated tones of the refined voice. 'There,' Mrs. Tollman said, despair* ingly, 'l've mado you mad already, and I have not said anything.' 'I am not mad,' Leonie answered, and there certainly lurked a smile in her mouth at the good womau's consteina tion. 'But you have not told me what troubles you.' 'lt's, it's John. Miss Cameron, and—' then rapidly, as if the words were forced by a fear ot her own inability to finish ber seit-appointed task she hnrried on. 'He's my nephew, Miss, as you know, though his father is a rich man, very rich, and Johu is above bis mothers place in her life. She's dead, and John was spoiled somewhere between the year she died and two years ago. Idou't know where be took tho bad ways. He was brought upau idler upon bis father's money, and from idleuess to drinking, gambling aud bad ways is an easy road His father is a hard man, and thrust him out nearly a year ago and disinherited Idm. He came here, for I loved him. I've nothing else to love; husband ami children iu the grave-yard; so I love John.' There was a piteous pleading in the womau's lace, but Leonie'* was blauk, save tor an air of polite Interest. 'He was most desperate when he came here, but I've coaxed bim up a little. But—but—O, Miss Camoron, you know what I want to say. You are beautiful, rich—a lady far above me iu education GRAHAM, N. C-, and position ami only staying here lor country quiet, I've no right to find fault bat—but don't flirt with John. He is in trouble, despondent, disinherit!ted, and lie is falling in with von as tast as lie can. -1 believe it you pla> with him lie will kill himself, body and soul.' , . Fairly oat ff breath, with her own earnest utterances, Mrs. Tollman paused, looked pleadingly in Lconle Cameron's l face. The expression of polite interest 1 never wavered us that young lady said; If I understand yon aright, you wish me to ignore your nephew. It is not easy, as he is in yom bouse, so I bad bolter leave it. 'Goodness!' cried the widow aghast at this interpretation of lier words, 'I never meant that. Where can you fiud another boar.liug place here? 'l've put my fooi in it. John will never forgive me,' said Mrs. Tollman disconsolately. But there was no sympathy in Leonie face, and she turned away at last, per plexed and moro anxious than ever. And Leonie, sinking back in her chair again. looking at the sunset clouds . and variegated foliage, and thought perhaps it was time to return to London. She bad come to S-■ , weary with a round of tusbionable life, tired of flattery, dancing and flirting, and she had found rest and quiet under Mr*. Tollman's motherly care. . She was licli, richer far than the landlady had miv idea of, but she had no neat relatives) only a second cousin to keep her lonely borne, and play propriety. Society constituted itself her ama*eur guardian, apd lying back in her cush* ioned chair in the sunset glow she wou tlered indolently what society-should say about John Furber. It would grant him a r«re perfection of manly beauty of facie or form, and forgive the evident traces ot dissipation, if it was only known that he was tlie son of a rich man, and had been educated an idler by profession But in what holy horror it would turn away with uplifted bands when it was known that he was disinherited. wi h no home but a room in the house of a widowed aunt ekeing out her narrow income by taking boarders. It would smile at his biting sarcasms, his brilliant conversations, hit. cynical sneers, it he was reinstated in bis father's favor, but how rude these would bo iu a poor man. Leonie, from thinking of society's opinion, quite unconsciously glided into considering her own. - This dark-browtfd man had made a fair portion of her summer pleasure for three months, hud been her cavalier in many country walks, drives and sails; had quoted poetry under trees, sung in superb baritone upon the mirmuring water, looked into her eyes oil a moonlit porch and whispered delicatcly-worded flattery. No more than many another man bad done. A beauty and neb, Miss Cameron had looked uAoii more than one languishing suitor, and forgotten him when his amusement WMu-ied hcr. Scarcely a flirt—for she encouraged no down-right love-making, but a beautiful, fascinating woman, who wounded hearts with mere careless grace. Musing in the sunset, it impressed up*, on the proud herat that unconsciously she had poisoned a lite that was already sinking. Theie were capabilities for bet* ter things than dissipation and suicide iu Johu Furber, and she shivered as she thought he might be upon some danger ous precipice, waiting for the clasp of a hand to draw him back, or its repulse to thrusf hi mover. She passed in review of her host of male friends, and found none wbo had wakened her heart to hours of such keen pleasure as John Furber had given her. She tried to recall on«i mind whose grasp of intellect bad dwarf ed her own an his had doue, who bad met her fairly in so many arguments and worsted her, and she could only remems ber soft flattery ofber 'wonderful mind.' Finally lining her eyes with a soft sigh, she saw him leauiug against a tree opposite the low window, looking at her. A vivid flush stained her cheeks as be said: 'What can you have been thinking of? Yon have not stirred for half an hour. Only that yom eyes were wide open, I should baye thought you were as'eep.' 'Your powers of observation are mar velous,' she answered lightly. 'I was dreaming/ 'Of what?' 'The world in general, my world in particular. It is almost time I returned there.' She was prepared for some polite show oi regret, but not for the ghastly change in bis face. She shuddered remembering his aunt's words. TUESDAY OCTOBER 8 1878 Why ot courso you would be soon,' he said, trying to speak carelessly, while Lis eves hungrily de. voured her face, aud his white, parched lips were drawn as If in sharp, physical pain. 'I have been here threo months,' she said, feeling her own heart aolie at his inisery.- •Ycs, yes I you will go, cerlalnly.' 'And you,' she said very gently, 'you will bo iu the city, I presume. 1 would be glad to welcomo you to my house.' 'No,' he said, harshly; 'I will not take BU'h advantage of yonr kindness; lam a man your friends would tell you to shuu. Miss Cameron—a man who has was tea his hfo till it is too lute to take up tho threads You do not know per* haps, that my aunt keeps me here from charity.' '1 know you hnvc oflended your fath er," she answered; but yon arc a man scaicely thirty, and It is cowardly to talk of despair at your age.' Her words cut him like a whip lash. Tho dark blood mounted to his lorehead ♦as he repeated: 'Coward 11 might fight the whole world yet. but,' and here his tono was bitter, and yet strangely pathetic, 'the battle is scarcely worth winning. What would I gain? Money II do not value it. Posh tion! I have thrown it behind me. I have played the fool aud mujt take the. fool's wageß u - '1 will not have yon say so,' she cried, roused by an earnestuess she could uever have intended to betray. 'You shall not uselessly throw away your life.' A now hope sprang to his eyes, new there, lighting them to dazzling radii a nee. 'Aliss Cameron—Leonie,' ho cried, i 'were there a prize to win, 'were one's heart's hopes centered upou me, I would trample down these demons of tempta tion, I would prove myself a inau if 1 had any motive.' There were no mistaking tho prayer in his eyes, the pleading in his voice." Only for a moment, close to tha low window, before a Land liko a snow flake fell upon his shoulder, a voice low aud Bwcet, inurmim-cd low in his ear: 'Be a man for my sake.' She was gone before he spoke Again, end he wandered off to the woods to muse upon the possibility of this new lile. • The next day Mrs. Tollman lost her summer boarder. Society, languidly contemplating Miss Cameron for the next three years. She was gav and grave by flashes, fas ciiiating iu either mood, but she was mysteriously unapproachable. The bravest suitor found himself met at the point where friendly aitentious merge iuto lover's devotions by a wall of icy reserve that was impassable. She never flirted, but she had the reputation of a flirt because she was pcpular and admired, and remained single until twen ty-seven. She was known to bo truths ful and she had distinctly told several inquisitive lady friends that she was not engaged, so there was not even the spice of /omauce iu tho gossip. S knew her not/to those three years, but Mrs. Toll manias the recipi ent of various hampers of city delicacies from her, and would acknowledge the same by letter. One ot these, dated three years after the beautiful Miss Camerou left S , after elaborately thanking that young lady for a hamper of dainties, added: 'Do yon remember my nephew, John Furber? He left me the day after . you did, and I fretted more than a little. But he took a turn for good. Heaven be thanked. He worked himself up, and to-day ho writes me ho has made friends with his lather again, and is to be taken partner iu a commercial house. His lathor is to buy it, but John earned a place, too, by hard, honest work. Oh, my dear, I'm bappier than I ever thought to be. Perhaps you've heard or the honse in London Johu is in. But I*ll tire you writing about my-affairs. 1 wouldn't only 1 thought perhaps you'll remember John.' 'ln London,' Leonie murmured; 'so near me ail these years, and yet never seekiug me. Was I too bold ? Did 1 drive him away by showing him my hearf too plainly? Well, even so, I am glad. I gave him the flrst start towards an honorable manhood. Remember him? Yes, Mrs. Tollman. I do remember John.' # She had folded the letter and was dressing for the opera, when a visitor was announced. 'What a barbarous hour,' she mur mured, not looking at the caid. 'lu a few moments Jane.' Sha was robbed in her floecy dress of white lace, over pale blue silk, had clasp od diamonds o:i ihroat and wrists, and in the little cats, when, as slio took the opera cloak from the maid's liaiul. she looked at the card— ' John Furber.' „ A great heart-throb sent tho blood over her brow and neck; then it faded, leav ing only a soft tint upon the fair cheeks, aud in the dark eyes a light of happi ness hurmouiziug well with the smiling lips. Slio looked like somo visitant from an* other world, in the radiance of her beau ty, as she came across the wide drawing room to the window where he stood. He bud not beard her slight step, hot he turned when she was near, showing the stamp ot his better lifo iu his noble faco. He held out his hand, looking earn*, estly into her face, and seeing she only *poke a liappy truth as, takhigit, »he said: '1 am glad to see you.' 'Leonie,' he said, 'you gave me a hope three years ago that has borne me above temptation aud sufleniig to a position where lam not ashamed to look any man in the faco. Leonie, you bade me-*"' Blushing brightly, she took up the words as he paused— 'To be a man, John, for my sake.'... *Aud 1 obeyed you, my love, mr dar ling. I have come for iny reward, Leo* nic, loving you with all my heart, daring now to ask for your love in return.' So, society had a ripple ot sensation in a fashionable wedding, when Johu Fur ber married Miss Leouio Cameron. But ouly you and I, reader, know the romance of theSummerin S— , of how Joan Furber redeemed his inuiihood for Leouie's sake. MRS. LINCOLR'S TWO TURK LIONS, Mrs. Lincoln, of Boston ( has two tame lions—great, tawny, handsome boasts, abort two years and a half old. She trok them when they were first born, and has brought them up as household pets. Until very lately they were in her parlor, and went about the house as frce- Iv as a dog would, but the city authori ties requested that they should be kept under some restraint. They now live in a room back of the parlor, and o|>ening into it by a grated door, which is said to be strong, but which is ofleu open, as Mrs. Lincoln goes in and out of the room, playing with the lions, petting them, and making them do their Micks. • vVlien I saw them,' says a correspondent of the Worcester Spy, * Willy, as the lion is called, was eating his breakfast and did not like to be disturbed. However, at Mrs. Lincoln's command he stretched upon his hind paws, to show how big he was, roiled over, and did other infantile tricks. Mrs. Lincoln then opened the low parlor window and called pleasant ly, 'Martha, little girl, come here,' and up trotted the lioness, who was taking her morning walk iu the yard. Botn lions kissed Mrs. Lincoln, and she had no fear of tliem. They seem to her so thor> onghly tame, in spite of their hearty diet of raw meat, that she cannot understand how auy visitor can be aftaid.' AJVD6B WHO rVTSOKAIBS, [From the Chicago Legal News.] Judge even carried his whim of professional propriety so far as to pro hibit swearing in court, and is said to have fined a lawyer who swore at a wit ness during bis eros»«xaniination. An other peculiarity of this judge is a dis like of seeing attorneys, when argiiug a ease before him, pass around a bottle of whiskey, and he is said to be violently opposed to lawyer treating the jury to drinks while a trial is in progress. Judge Beck is said to have violated common decency by refusing to proceed with a case until the the attorneys engaged in it should put out their pipes; and a com munity once iose in indiguation when he ordered a lawyer to move bis feet from the judges desk. THR HAPPV ONUS IN HIBXPUIS, [Avalanche.] The happiest looking people standing up to-day are the convalescents, who are able to take sun-baths near the meridian hour. As this reporter hurriedly pasaes up and down street on busL ness intent, he meets them on every corner, serene and smiling. The dread future has no terrors for them. They laugh and jest with a freedom from dull care that sounds ghastly to (ho very few of us who have yet to pass t£fe fiery ordeal. If these self-satisfied citizens deigu to notice us at all they gaze at -us with a pitying eye, and all know what that means. In plain English it means: "We all have bad it and you cannot es cape." A'skeptic wbo was badgering a simple minded old man about a miracle and Balaam's ass finally said: How is h possible for an ass to talk like a man?' ♦Well,'replied the honest old believer, with mepning emphasis, 'I don't see why it ain't as easy for an ass to talk like a man as it is for n man to talk like an au'—Jioston Globe. NO, 31 G leaning #• If Duller doesn't help n* to fimr Con* grcssmen in Massachusetts this fall wo Mliall return to tlie bcliet that ho took those spoous.— Washington JPott. You may talk nboiU the Mean lind hun gry CasMUf,' hut did you ever take a (tide view of a man who has run a store ten without advertising. , | Ben Hill in Georgia: 'I begin to think that the Democratic party can never bo killed. Secession did not kill it; the war lias not killed it ; fraud has not killed if it has not killed itself.Jtud will not WeJ Boston Corbett, who, in disobedience of orders, sltot Wilkes Booth, is a wan derer through the land in the great armv ot irauipf and an npplksut for charitablo aims. Republics ctartainly are migrate* tul. Christopher Mann of Independence, Mo., huft jast celebrated his lo&rli birth--; — day. He has a son only eight j ears old, and is the father of tweutv eigltt chil dren. The wonderful vitality of Loman Grif fin, who has lately died in Lodi, o.,aged 106, was shown by the fact that Ire breathed several days alter hie limbs were lifeless, although be had not eaton for a week. Elder Stevenson, a Mormon missiona ry, incidentally proposed matrimouy to a widow and her two daughters in Hick man County, Tenn. They said yes, and are on their way to Salt Lako Citv.where the marriage ceremony is to be perform* ed. • In the St. Louis Female Hospital last; Friday night, Miss Emily Moeler a nurse,, administered a solution ot corrosive sub limate to Alice Wood, a patient, through mistake, causing her death, whereupon Mfes Moellcr took carbolic acid, and thus ended by death her ugony of regret. 'Speaking of bathing,' sa|d Mrs.' Partington, 'some can bathe with porfect impurity in water as cold as Greenland'* icy mountaius and India's coral strands, but, tor my part, I prcler to have the water a little torpid.' In a church in London is a tomb Mono with the inscription: 'Here lies Sarah Smithers, the loved wife of Thomas Sinitbers, mm ble*cutter. The monument was erected as a tribute to her memory and as a specimen of his art. Montis mentsof the same style $25. J Postmaster-Genera! Key. when in Los Angeles, Cal., must have been in a re* pellantmood. One of the local news* papers says that he 'slighted the fiw personal attentions proffered,' aiid tho other, 'Tho PostinasteisGensßul neg lected gome of those small, sweet, eonrtt esies which are expected from a pnblic man iu his intercourse with ihe people.' They ring the fire bell here by blowing a steam whistle. The whistle graduate* its efforts to the size ot the fire. When a shauly blazes up it toots sleepily. When a residence is in flames they cat! hear it screech in Albert Lea. But when a big mill or a business block aliuiuiuates itself, that whistle just pulls itself wide open, sun stands still, the earth vawni and the dead get up and pnt their fingers in their ears and pound with their heels aud cry. Hawkeye. Timothy Lynch said ten years ago that he wonld kill his wile, and she was very much frigbteuod; but be did not then carry out his threat. They moved to Sail Francisco and there he declared his murderous intention so that Mrs. Lynch at !cngth came to pay little attention to what he said on that subject. A few mouths ago. being seventy years oid,aed possible fearing that he would die withs out making his word good, he took a knife aud deliberately killed the un*> offending woman. His trial is i n progress. Frank Polk felt rcscnttnl because the Mayor of Pisgah, Texas, fined him for drunkenness. He got a rifle and rode up and down io front of the Mayor's office, daring him to ftome out. The Chief of Police drew a revolver and ordered him to throw down bis gun. Polk fired hitting the.officer, who iu tailing, shot Polk in thtf body. The Mayor ran out and shot three halls into the' desperado. The latter fired several shots at the May or. bat he escaped unhurt. Polk aud Powers died. LUMBER CONSUMPTION.—The consump tion ot lumber in this country is enor mous altogether beyond what is generally supposed. The animal demand for ties and sleepers of our 90,000 miles of rails way is estimated to 40,000,000 square feel, and to inclose the road would re quire 180.000 miles of fence. We have 75,000 miles of telegraph wire to put up, for which 80,000 trees are needed, while repairs would need near 800,000 more trees a year. Tlie common luciter match •ises np 300.000 cubit feet of tlie finest pine annually. The bricks baked evtfry year reqeuire 3,000,000 cords of wood, which would be all that 50.000 acres ot average timber land wodld contain. Shoe pegs exhaust aunaullv 100,000 cords of wood; lasts and boot- trees some 500,000 cords of bocch, birch and maple, a*»d about as much more is required for tlie * stock of planes and other tools. The packing boxes made in the United States in 1874 coM $12.000.000; tlie lumber mans ntactnred into wagons, agricultural im plements. Ac., was worth $100,000,000. An immense quantity ot lumber is em* ployed tor fences of houses and farms, Wk though these mav decrease with time, as hedges are likely, to a great extent, to take their place. Onr consumption of lumber increases steadily, and so do onr foreign shipments, onr exports of pine, maple, walnut and oak being very large. Immense as our resources ate, tho supplies must, ere long, be exhausted.
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