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gudqmiacnt nmita tfrajraptt : got the gromotiou of i the goliticnt, ctntHimltutnl and Commminl grtjttfte 0f the jJoiitfc Vol. 1. 17, 1S73. IS O. 4 Selected poetry. ABOUT PBIHTEES. J wish I was a printer, ' " I really do, indeed,' It seems to me the printers Get every thing trjey need (Except money.) They et the largest and the best . Of every thing that grows, Get free into the circussea And other kind of shows (By giving an equivalent.) The biggest bug will speak to theni No matter how they dress ; A shabby coat is nothing If thev own a printing press (Policy.) k i i : r. : ii. i ' l L l. i auwxikh lair iiiey re tiuiui nuggfu .: ' Hy pretty girls'you know, I f That, will cracL everything (liully.) . And thus they get a blow free At every party feed ;" And the reason is because they write And other people read ' 1 (That's what's the matter.) Jseterted ton, : From the Philadelphia To-Day. BISHOP POTTS. , BY MAX ADELEB. t Bishop Potts oFSalt take" "Citiv was the husband of three wives, and ttye happy lather of fifteen interest ing children. Earlyf in the Winter iiue msnop ueierminea mat nw nttie j ones; should have good time on If hristmas, so he concluded to take a strip to San Francisco to see what he It-ould find in the shape of toys with I which to gratify and amuse .them. (The good Bishop packed his carpet Ibag. embraced Mrs. Potts one by one, and kissed each of her affectionately land started upon his journey. ; ' lie was gone a little more than a jwcck.whcn he came back with fifteen ibeaut if ul month organs in his; valise for his darlings, lie got out of the train at Salt Lake,-thinking 1kw jojr oiis and exhilarating it. would be at home on Christmas morning when it he whole fifteen of 'those mouth or igans should be in operation upon dif ferent tunes at the same moment. But just as he entered the depot he saw a group of women standing in the " ladies' room apparently waiting for inm. As soon as he -approached, the -whole twenty of ' them rushed up, threw their arms about his neck and kissed him, exclaiming: 'Oh, Theodore, we are so glad you Jiave come, back! ? Welcome home! jWelconae. dear, dear Theodore ! Wel come once more to the bosom of your family!'- and then the entire score of -J hem fell upon his neck and cried Over his shirt front -.and mussed him. : j The Bishop seemed surprised and embarrassed. -Struggling to disengage himself he blushed and said: 1 "Really, ladies, this kind of thing is is well enough it is interesting and all that ; but there must be some kind of a that is; an awkward sort of a . excuse me, ladies, but there seems to be, as it were, a slight misunderstand ing about the I am Bishop Potts." ! 'Wo know it, we know it, dearest," - they exclaimed in chorus, "and we arc so glad to sec you safe, safe at home. (JiVe have all been right well while you were away, love." -!! "It "gratifies . me," remarked the jBishop, "to learn that none of you have been a prey to disease. 1 am fiUed with blessed serenity when I contemplate the fact; but really I do ''not understand why you shonld rash into this railway stat ion' and hug ime because your lives are active and : your digestion good. " The precedent is had ; it is dangerous!" : 1 . I ! "Oh. but we didn't !" they exclaim el in. chorus "Wo came hero to wel come you .because you are- our hu& band.' v - . j "Pardon me, but there -must be some little that is to say, as it were, 1 1 ;" should think not. Women, you have mistaken your man !" ! I "Oh, no, dearest;" they shouted, "we were married 'to you while you were away." " . i "What !" j exclaimed the Bishop, 'you don't mean to say that " I "Yes, love. Our husband, William Thursday Brighanv had -a vision!. in which he was directed to seal us to you ; and so he performed the cere mony at once by proxy." !'Th-th-th-thu-undcr," observed the Bishop, in a general sort of way. j"And, darling, we are all living with5 you now we and the dear children."1 V Children ! children ! " exclaimed', liishoj) Potts, turning ' pale ; " you doift mean to say that there is a pack of children too?"; . "Yes, love ; but only -one,, hundred and twenty-five, , not ' counting the eight'twins and the triplets." "Wh-wha-wha-what d' j'ou say ?" gasped the Bishop, in a cold pcrspira tiou ; "One hundred and twenty-five. One hundred and twenty-five children and twenty more wives! It is too much--it is awful !" and the Bishop sat down and groaned, while the late Mrs. Brown, the bride, stood around iii a semi-circle and fanned him with her bonnets, all except the reddiaired one, and she, in her trepidation, made a futile effort to fan hini with the coal scuttle. . . ! , K . - " But after awhile the Bishop became reconciled to his new alliance, know ing vpell that protests would be una vailing :j so j be walked home, holding as j many jjof the little hands of the bride as he could conveniently grasp in his, j while the red-haired woman camcdjuifl iumbrella, and marched in front of the 'parade to remove obstruc tions' and to scare off small boys. When the Bishop reached the house, he went round among the cradles which filled the back parlor and the two second-story rooms, and attempted with such earnestness to become ac quainted with new sous and daugh ter 'that he set the whole one hun dred and twenty-five and the twins to crying while his own. original fifteen stood around and joined in the chorus. Their the Bishop went out and sat -on and solemnly think, while M!rs"."Pofts distributed! herself around in twenty three different places and soothed the childreiu -1 It occurred to the Bishop while he; mused, out there on the fence, that he had not enough mouth organs: to go around among the chil dren as the- family now stood ; and so, rather than seem to.be partial, he de termined tj go back to San Francisco for1 one hundred and forty-four more. So the Bishop repacked his carpet bag and began again to bid farewell to nis family. lie tenderly kissed all of Mrs Potts who were at' home, and startedjl for the depot, while Mrs. Potts stood at the various windows and waved j her handkerchiefs at ' him all except! the woman with the warm hair, and she, in a state of-absent-mindedness, held one of the twins by the legl and brandished it at Potts as he fled down the streets. The JBishop reached San Francisco, completed his purchases, and was about jo get 'on the train with his one hundred and forty-four mouth or gans when a telegram was handed him.- It contained information to the effect that the auburn .. haired Mrs. Potts had just had a daughter. This induced the Bishop to return to the city for the purpose of purchasing thb additional organ. ' On' the following Saturda' he re turned home. As he approached his house, a swarm of young childing flew out of the front -gate and ran toward him, shouting, "There's pa. Here comes pa ! Oh, pa, but we're -glad to see you ! Hurrah for pa!" etc., etc. -The Bishop' looked at the children to hhs e's and coat, and was neither his nor the late Brown's. He said : "You youngsters have "made a mis take; I am not yourfather and the Bishop smiled good-naturedly.. "Oh, yes you arer though !" scream el the little ones in chorus. , "But I say I'm not," said the Bish op severely, and frowning; "you ought to be ashamed of yourselves. Don't you know where little story tellers go ? It is scandalous f- s you to violate the truth in this manner. My name is Potts." "Yes, we know it is," exclaimed the children "we know it is; and so is ouis : that is our name too, since the wedding." "Since what wedding?" demanded the Bishop, turning pale. "Why, ma's weddings, of course. She was married yesterday to you by Mr. Young, and we are all living at your house now with our new little brothers and sisters." The Bishop sat down on the pave ment and wiped away a tear. Then he asked : j "Who was your father?" "Mi. Simpson," said the crowd; "and -he died on Tuesday." "And how many of his infernal old widows- I mean how many of your mothers are there ?" "Only twenty-seven," replied the children, "and there are only sixty four'of us, and we are awful glad you have come home." The Bishop did not seem unusually clad ; somehow he failed to enter into the enthusiasm of the occasion. There appeared to be, in a certain sense, too much sameness abont these, surprises, so he sat there with his hat pulled over his eyes and considered the situ ation. Finally, seeing there was no help for. it, he' went to the house, and forty height of Mrs. Potts xushed upon him, and told him how the prophet had had another vision in which he .was--commanded.-to scal Sim pson's wiuqw lo ruiu, Then the Bishop stumbled around among the cradles to his writing desk, where he felt among the gum rattles fpr his letter-paper, and then address ed a note to Brigham, asking him as a personal favor to keep aWake until af ter Christmas. "The man must take me for a foundling hjospital," he said. Then the Bishop saw clearly enough that if he gave presents to the other children and not the late Simpson's, the bride (relict of ; Simpson) would probably souse down on him, fumble among his hair and make things warm for him. So repacking his carpet-bag, he started again for San Francisco for forty-four more mouth organs, while Mrs. Potts gradually took leave of him in the entry all but the red-haired wonian who was up stairs, and who had" to be satisfied with a screeching good-bye at the top of her voice; ) On his way homo after his last visit to San Francisco, the Bishop sat in the car by the side of a man who had left Salt Lake the day before. The stranger In the course of the conversation be remarked to the Bishop : 11 I 'That was a mighty .pretty- little affair up there at the city on 3I6n4 day." I ; "What affair?" aslted Potts "Why, that wedding ; McGrath's widow, you know, married by proxy. ! "You don't say." replied the Bishop "I did not know thai MeGath was dead." if I ."Yes; died on Sunday, and that night Briugham had vision in which lie was ordered to seal her to the Bishop." I i "Bishop!" exclaimed Potts. "'Bish op, what Bishop?" 1 - Well, "you see thers: were fifteen of Mrs. MeGrath and eighty-two child dren, and they shoved the whole ?4ot l-'l-l lli ! know-htinr- I TheBishop gave a shriek, and went into wild, unearthly a hysterical fit, and writhed upon the floor j as if he had hydrophobia. Wjien ho renover ed he leaped from thel train and walk f He afterward tooji the first steamer x L t '. : t i . i . . iu reru, wnere ne enterea a monista ry and. became a celibate. I His carpet-bag was family. It contained the mouth-organs. sent on to his the balance of On Christmas morning they were distributed, and in less than an hour the entire two hun dred and eight children were sick from sucking the paint off them. A doctor was called, and he seemed so much interested in the family that Brigham divorced the whole concorn from old Potts and annexed it to the (octor, who immediately lost his rea son, and would have hutchered the en tire family. If the rejl-haircd woman and the oldest boy had not marched him off to a lunatic asylum, where he spent his time trying to arrive at an estimate of the number of his children by cyphering with anj impossible com iplication table bmation of the mul and algebm. k& A. Heading In a Sugar Refinery. Last year the 548.7169 tons of sugar shipped to the United States came in hogsheads wTeihinis l.GOO pounds. boxes weighing 450 and bags weighing 150 pounds. A large part of it came in a black, djrtv, "raw" Raw suirar is worih about 8 cents and cen trifugal 9 cents per pound. Cuba sugar is the best sugjir, but it all has to Jbe cleaned before! it is fit to use, and then the raw sugar wholesales for about 3 cents per pound more. From dirty 8-cent sugar ttey make white lump sugar worth ll, light yellow worth 10 J, dark yelk w worth 9, and syrup worth 4. I 'Refining sugar is not the neatest business to be found. First, the su gar in filthy black bags, hogsheads covered with mud, ar d boxes smeared oyer with bilge wa :er and filth, is landed at the docks, where you see those immense sugf r-houses. Then stevedores carry it b ick to a big cop per vat filled with I ot water, break open the boxes, cut open the bags, and knock in the he ids of the hogs heads, and leti$ all rdirt, mud, sticks, shoes, old hats, pipes, bones, undissolv ed newspapers, and sleeveless shirts -j-yes, lej; it all slide into the vat together. ' . I They place the . jRlthy old hogs heads, soiled bags, and dirty boxes in to a steam vat, ste4m "and wash off. the dirt and sugar, and then put that in too. Then a greajjy old man stirs it up, occasionally expectorating tobacco-juice here and there, and scrap ing his filthy mud J into . the future frosting of our wedding-cake. In five houre theyj draw from , this witches' chowder syrup as pure and as colorless and odor ess as ice-water, and as clean, . too. All dirt, salts, smell, and eveiy ma erial obstacle or gaseous odor or ox do is separated, and transparent liquijdugar runs out as water trickles from a ciystal spring. Filstj Iho dirty liquid is pumped into one thousand-gallon cauldrons, with a steam pipe in tie bottom. ,Then blue litmus (paper j soaked in blue cabbage juice) is dipped into it to see if it is sour. If it is our, the blue pa per is changed to id. Then, they throw in a pail of lime. This killk to i attacks thelimeJ .whcn. Jike the, Kilkenny cats, they are both eaten up. If you pour acid in stift-soap, the alka li (another form of lime) will leave the grease to feed uppn the acid. j Then the half-nakejd men who work oyer the hot cauldrons pour five gal lons of warm bullock's blood, fresh from the slaughter-hpuses, into "eat-h 1,000 gallons of meljted sugar. The white of eggs would be better, but eggs cost too muci, while blood, which is almost as full of albumen, only costs eleven cmts per gallon. This blood "settles" ihe sugar -as an egg "settles" your coffee that is, the albumen seizes hold 3f every particle of .dirt, andholds it. Then, when they raise the tempe rature to 180 de grees, the blood, lime, dirt, sticks, &c., float to the surface vhile the syrup, yellow and quite transparent, is drawn off through strainers arom the bottom, er leavincr the scum on I top. This scum and dirt are rinsed vrith clean water, the sweet part saved to wet up a frefeh lot of sugar, and the dirt carted off as a fertilizer. They take a ton of rich was communicative. manMre out of the sugar every day. The syrup is strained through bags long cloth bags having four or five thicknesses of cloth in them. They cateh.all the heavy dirt, little stones, sand,' &c, and the "syrup leaves them transparent only slightly tinged with yellcvv. These bags take out about four' per cent, of dirt1 real black, mucky dirtj the same as ou see in the mreets. The syrup is now ninety threCjyer cent, pure sugar, whereas it wasibut eighty per cent, five hours ago. f There remains seven per cent, of coloring,! foreign salts, and gasscs yet to be removed. , j , TI.4s is done by filtering the yel lowiirup throngh bone-black or ani- maI'vhareoal (bones burnt black an ground up,) Large irod tanks, look- ing oiprigbt steam boilers, are iilW .1 I. Oft nAfl . ,J X" ll; .U 1 eachrT tliufc the syrup is made to tickle. As it coTHes out at the bot- tom jt is as pure and transparent as reckfcrystal. A goblet of it looks like pure water. - j ' 1 it. perfectly pure now?" I asked the cficmist. j ' . , . Mys, sir, ; as near as possible. It is 99f J?r cent pure sugar You might pour;five gallons of kerosene and a smallpox patient cut into sausage meatinto that first tank,; and I tell youPerkis, that I wouldn't have th'o Sghtest objection tq drinking the syrup live hours afterwards. It's per fectivclean and pure." - j Hw W is this ' white, transparent sy rup" iliade into sugar? j Tb!w is 6imply done by taking the wate r? out of it. This is iaccomplished by baling it in a yagtnmi,. It would boil 4ke water in the open air and volatilize at 212 degrees Fahrenheit, but ;; amove the air pressure and it will boil at 150, Fahrenheit ; 150 degiTes never bums it, and the sugar is wi.nte.. LAtter Douinjr tne syrup to a thick paste, it is drawn off rts shaped like the old-fkshioned siifra -loaf.- I These pots hold five jsral- Ions ahd are! open at fhe large end. T an enu nas a noie in u. inrouffn whi- i tne water runs out, leaving in a hard the lugar to crystalize whit cake, such-as used to be sold in the i. arket. But nowadays the pure whit sugar-loaves are sawed up into r-shaped cubic pieces of sugar. regu The yelh into riled sugar-loaves, or those with v streaJcs in tnemi are crusnea mps, and the sawdust and lea v- ings re made into granuiatea and, does the yellow sugar come syrup which runs Out when hite sugar, is crytalizing the e treated in tne isame manner as the original Puban sugar, when an inferior sugar and an inferior syrup results. '. The syrup grows more im- Euie each time, until finally it cannot e ciyrstalized. ' It is sur and salt. This impure or brown stigar is shovel led into a centrifugal revolving ma chine, which revolves iwo thousand times per minute. Thijs throws out the water through a strainer, leaving the sugar quite light an mealy. "Which is the cheapest to use brown or white ?" I asked of the chemist,,. . j ;- "Why, whiteT-sir. Brown sugar is simply pure sugar with jdirt and wa ter in iU The cheapest j sugar to buy is white granulated sugar. It is sim- Ely 99 J per cent, pure! sugar, while rown sugar is only about 70 per ient,' 20 per cent, water, and 10 per cent dirt and ' salts. -White, refined soft sugar is 93 per cent, sugar, I know some old women brought up on brown sugar, still stick jto brown su gar, and call it sweeter than white Sugar, but they simply; dupe them selves. If you want -brown sugar, you can take a pound ot white sugar, pout in some water,: a handful of sawer-dust, lime or salt, -and you'll have two pounds of it." j "Iow many kinds of crude sugar arc there?" - "!rhree cane sugar fruit sugar and milk sugar." Cane Isugar is found in SBgar cane, Indian corn stalks, sor ghum, beets, melons, ' sweet potatoes', cocqaniits, chestnuts, pal m trees, bircn ti"eek, and sugar maple, is tnree times as swee Cane sugar as milk- or frui sugar.'1 'Syrup contains a good 'eal of fruit sugar, gen ejrated by fer meitation, &c. Thcxere, syrup is not iso sweet as pure sugar dissolved in Irater. lieet sugar isme lis badiy, TheV l5)th" bontat ft- salt to reriiOve' which is very expensive. They are things of the past, when sugar cane can be had reasonable fand in suffi cient quantities. In Burope brown sugar is not used. White is consid ered cheaper and better. 2,700 Bar Booms to be Closed. The prohibitory liquor law goes into effect in Massachusetts. Boston will experience one of the rreatest busi ness changes ever known, providing the letter of the law is enforced, which closes every shop and place, where beer is sold. The statistical report of the Chief of Police shows upwards of 2700 public bars having been kept open in the city, , and further infor mation is to the effect jthat of , these there are but twenty places besides breweries, where beer jalone is sold. By the enactment of the Legislature, every place for the salejof liquor kept open will be in defiance lof the statute. The next report : of thej State Police will be anxiously looked for. '!B,'",,l,,,il, J0m&m. Were from!' the resid'S The way to do Business. . " 1" I - ' Always go to the Postrorfice the last thing you do, stick yourj lettsrs in the Post-mastcE's face, ask ham if the mail is made up, instead ofj keeping the time of the arrival and departure of the mails. If you are late, insist upon your letter's being sent joff any how, and abuse him if he does ijot send them. Always buy your stamps or tr to while the mails are bcim distributed or being made up. Tlfcn present a five dollar note, tell liim he mupt change it or charge your stamps. It don't cost him anj'thing o keep books, besides he makes a bi(j per-cent. on stamps and he ought to be obliging. AVh en the first of the quarter comes on and you are notified that your pos- tag is clue, pay no attentionto nt4a- Til tTrtn wwvrtnrf r ipAOAnrt timA men ten mm i is a very small matter and he is in a devil of a hurry "about it, and go off -without paying it If he stops your paper then jgive him fits. Always when you write go off -half-cocked, say, about half jyou want to, deposit your letter in the oflice, go home and send an order to the Fost- master for a letter directed 7 to John Smith, or some other worthless cuss like yourself. ; In the mean time for get to put a stamp on it, and if you' get it back from the Dead letter office in a few days, appear very much sup prised, and go to the office for an ex planation; or better go round and abuse everything belonging to the Post-office department as well as your correspondents for negligence. - If you should visit the Post-office and find the Post-master very busy, in stead ofj calling for your mail at once, and giving your name or the number of your ,box ; if you aie not too stingy to rent one and: pay forj ,it, ask him if this is the Post-office, inquire after all his fam ily affairs separately i seem ve ry muclj surprised at every word he says in reply to your; silly questions, ask him if ho has any news and what is in the! papers ; if the mail is, behind time goask the eausej; the Post-master knows of course. "When! you are forc ed to ask for your mail, !ask if there is anything for me or any I of my neigh--bors, or anybody out m the Sand Hills, though you my. never have been seen at the Post-office the Post-master knows you and every body else and where you live arid all about you. . If the foregoing is not I all answered mrrlrh- Km tfPy Pp"t nunntrr and re- ots auietlv "alraitted to re- Fgrrrdless Ot Tns oathjuu, and in structions, just leave ni4 i u gu away and cuss him! arid be Sjre he don't care a cent. When, you doHinly stamps be sure to lick them welj and fold them carefully, then put them in your pocket, 4hen they won't stick, as a greeny did at our office a few days since. j ' Unoe. V Domestic Management. "No folly is perhaps so common in the present day as that of families living beyond their incomes. This arises, of course from the wTant of reflection on what the -consequences of such conduct must infallibly be. It is the duty of all-7-no matter in what rank of . life they move to regulat their expen ditures to their incomes, as nearly as can be calculated, and, jif possible, .to live at a much lower rate. If a 'fami ly have a thousand dollars a, year, it should live upon seven hundred ; if it have only five hundred it should do with four hundred at j the most. A little experience in house-keeping wilh show the propriety of this regulation, for unfOrseen outlays are continually arising and must be provided against ; besides; there are urgent reasons for making some provisions against the day of sickness and death, calamities from which no family! is exempted. We are willing to believe that most person's ave, disposed o live within their means, but thei intention is" never so strong as to enable them to withstand the temptatibn to fall into extravgaht habits. Thley are gener ally borne away by jacquaintances, some of whom may have a better in come than .themselves or may bo recklees of hpw much debt thejr con tract. Carried away into the. com mission of excess by example, and dreading to be ridiculed for not "doing as other families do," numberless fami lies bring themselves injto a series of distressing pecuniary difficulties humi- frequently: productive orroin i in their worldly prospects. The emigration from England to this country 'has beei very heavy this spring. Ten thousand emigrants left Liverpool last week, and even be fore that, when the season had not even fairly opened, thel tide had cbmr menced to set toward the United States. : '7 The society .editor who was kicked out of a house in Washington the other day, took sweet rjevenge in stat ing, that the wifef tjhe kicker ap peared at a ball attired in a lovely pongee skirt made df government drawers for infantry, j While Dr. MaryValker was lectur ing lately, a youth cried out: 'Are you the Mary that had! a little lamb ?' 'No,' was the reply,1 but 'your moth er was the woman that had a little jackass.'? Is Ilicn. Many a sigh is heav ed, many a heart is broken, manya life is rendered miserable br the terri ble infatuation which parents manir Test in choosing a ljfe companion for their daughters. j . How is it possible for happiness to result from the union of two 'princi ples' so diametrically opposed to each other jn every p&nt as virtue is to vice? and yet howr often is wealth' considered a better recomendation for . 3oung men than virtue? How often the first question asked respecting the suitor of a daughter is this, 'Is he rich?' n Yes he abpunds in wealth; but (does that afford any evidence that ho will make a kind and affectionate bus- band? ' ;"" ' - " - i es,' his clot clothing is purple and ho. fares sumptuously every day; but can. you infer from this that he ia virtu ous? . , "Is ho rich? Yes, he has thousands floating on every ocean; but do not riches some times "take to themselves wings, arid fly away?" - 1 And you consent that your daughter shall marry a man who has nothing to recommend him but his wealth?. L Ah ! beware. Th'e gilded bait some times covers a barbed hook. Ask not, then, L . - "Is he rich ?" . Ask not if ho has wealth, but has ho honor? And do hot sacrifice y our daughter's peace for money. Drinking Water. Drinking wine is a habit ; so is drinking spirits, ale, cider, coffee and water, j The last is thought a necessity ; but to drink much ia a habit. Some people drink little, not because their constitutions require less than others; it is their habit. These people never perspire so much, as those who drink more. The more that is drunk the mora wrater passes away or . the system would suffer. It is the strain affects it. The. skin, the kidneys, bowels, lungs, all are drawn upon. The result is, as may be naturally expected, ex haustion. For this reason the man who drinks much water, particularly during the Summer and in the hottest weather, is less able to endure fatigue. The water is no benefit to him that is, the excess. It niijst pass away, tern, winch is the sweating pi-occss. f Had he not used the exces of water he would nothayeerspired so; it would notJiartTbecn there for the sys tem to expel. It is a .habit to drink water so much ; a false thirst is crea ted. We should drink only what is needed. The habit of drinking more will soon be overcome, and the person will feel much stronger and moro capa ble of being fatigued. In winter little, fluid is wanted beyond wThat our food furnishes; in, Summer some more, but not much. Country Gentleman. . . . . p - t. A Beautiful Fountain One foun tain there is whose deep vein has only just begun to throw up its silver drops among mankind a fountain, which will allay the thirst of millions, and will give to those who drink from it peace and joy.' It is knowledge; the fountain of intellectual cultivation, which gives health to mankind, makes clear the vision, brings joy to his life, and breathes over his soul's destiny a deep repose. Go, drink therefrom, "thou whom fortune hast not favored, and thou wilt soon find thyself rich. Thou mayst'go forth into the world, and find thyself everywhere at home ; thou canst cultivate in thine own lit tle chamber;- thy friends are evei around thee, and carry on wise con versations with thee ; . nature, antiqui ty, heaven, are accessible to thee. The industrious kingdoms of the ant, the works of man, and rainbow, and music records, offer to thy soul, hospi tality. Conversation Unoer Difficulties. April is a fearful month for colds, and how to cure them is an important matter. A remedy for a "stopped up nose" is given in the -following dia logue : Smith "Jodes." Jones "What is it Sbith 1" Smith "Such hording ! So code and dapp." .... Joncs-T-"Ycs., fiubhowJ. mydoscua I Smith ''Srdgular! So is bider Jones "Indeed quite a coidcided- ce." . , ' -'-'-' . Smith "Tis. Do you kdow eddy rebedy?" Jones "I use caddie grcace," Smith "Id what badder V Jones "Bub it od my dose upon going to bed." Smith "Thadk you III try id your recobbeddatiod. Good bordig, Jodes." - J ' Jones "Good bordig, Sbith." Exit Jones and Smith using their pocket handkerchiefs. Durability of Timber. The stones of which the great temples of Egypt were constructed forty centuries ago were connected by dovetail-shaped ties of wood, which are found now to be perfectly sound, notwithstanding their great age. An examination of the roof of Westminster Abbey, Lon don, made recently, showed that-'the timbers which; were eight hundred years old were perfectly sound. V i '1 i ! y )
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