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VOL. 6.
LINCOLNTONi N, C SATURDAY, OCT. 19, 1878.
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THE PET OF THE SEASON.
Ob, happy fly, ,
' With Watchful ty(V
The open butter dish to spy
Best fat fat of all
In it to fall,
And o'er the table-cloth to crawl.
Tis so like him,
To plunge and swim
Around the syrup-pitcher brim J
The saccharine dregs
Cling to his lejrs, .
As up the sides he toils and pegs.
Lo! where the cream,
In lucious stream,
Falls on theberri -s like a dream,
t it is greedy soul
Delights to roll
And plunge and tumble in the bowl.
Hound honeyed leaks
lie orowls and sneaks,
And into clips of shuggar peeks,
Tlie sous of men,
With tongne and pen,
Abuse him- he comes back aain.
With thirsty lips :.m
Your tea he sip?,
Or in the coffee's dark eclipse,
In liquid night,
Oh,"hnppy sight I
He droiVns.volii' breakfast cup blights.
No hostile broom,
With fluttering plume,
Can drive him from the sitting 'room ;
Hint oft we bake
In currant cake,
Yet ilnd him bn.sy W ben We Wake.
"When rou would read,
With dreadful speed,
lie bites your eyelids 'till they bleed ;
And would you db2e,
He slowly goes
"With tickling feet across your nose.
In vain, in vain,
With might and main,
Tosmitehim hip and thigh you strain;
-You claw and tear,
And beat the air,
flat when vou strike, he is not there.
And daughters and wives.
At Sunset.
I t was just the close of day.
The west shone in scarlet splendor,
And dimpled cloud-ships lay serenely
clustered in sun-kissed argosies over
the peaceful vale, where all was sweet
tranquility.
The robin was chanting his vesper
song, and the rosea dropped indolent
ly in the balmy breeze, and seemed
wafted to a realm of delicious Visions.
At thU heaven-fraught hour I wan
dered down a woodland avenue with
a girl whose beauty is beyond des
cription. Her large black eyes looked
fondly into mine as We sat on a fallen
tree. Her soft, jeweled fingers lay in
mine. Oh, heavenly mo ment I could
feel her Warm breath on my neck, for
our lips almost touched. She asked
rne in faltering accents I
"Were you ever in love ?"
"Never till now," I replied.
And then she looked at me most
lovingly, and I drew her close to my
bosom, and was just kisssing her for
the second time When the vision broke
and I paid the dentist and left! It
was my first experience with nitrous
oxide gas. Puck.
Snakesparo know human nature
by heart. Here is one of his bright
sayings, which is put in the masculine
gender just to save the Consequences,
but which is really as feminie in its
application as it is masculine: "When
I said I would die a bachelor I did
not think I should live till t were
married '
CLAIHE WOOERS.
"I must t confess, Reginald, tbat
yqur present course is to mo a great
puzzle, and tbat I am both hurt and
disappointed."
Mr. Prank Mai vefn d row Lis tall,
stately figure erect as he spoke, and
upon his handsome face was a cloud
Of reproach attd regret, Seeing which
his companion winced and faltered.
They were both men past sixty j but
While Mr. Malvern carried his years
lightly, a very, hand sortie, middle-aged
man, Reginald Foster looked a much
tddcr man than he was, spare of fig
arc, bent and feebl3, with a face mark
ed by care.
Both Were wealthy men, Mr. Mal
vern a bachelor, his friend a widower
with "one fair daughter, and no
more," and it Was this daughter, win-
sortie Olaire Foster, who was the sub
ject of their earnest conversation.
After Mr. Malvern's speech, Mr.
Foster, passing one slender white
hand .nervously over the other, again
and again, said, in a low, faltering
tone :
"You have a right to reproach me,
Frank. And 3Tet I never meant to de
ceive youi l thought it Would be tor
Claire's happiness to be vour wife!"
i:And will it not?" the other broke
in, with a passionate eagerness in
st'rong contrast to his statel3r appear
ance. "Who can love her as 1 love
love her f he continued "I, who
have known her from a mere child!
Reginald, 3011 know this! you know
we talked of this when she Was a
school-girl !"
"I know," was the reply, in broken
tones, "and I thought Claire must
love 3'ou because 3011 are wortl3 of
her love. But, Frank, I am afraid
in spite of my watchfulness her
heart has gone into the keeping of
lloyce Clifton."
Buh I a girlish infatuation for a
handsome face and winning tongue,
lam not afraid!" -
"FrtUilij I said that once! We are
friends of ntany ydai's stitrkling,
!)ul 3011 have known' me on!jr since I
was widoweil. There id a past in my
life of which I never speak, which
tortures ine in the silent uight
watches, but oVel' which I havc dia?n
a vail of silence. i will tell you the
story, and then 3-011 will understand
WI13-, if Claire loves 1103-ce Ciif'ton, ,1
dare not hold 1113' consent to their
marriage bat it
"Twenty-two years ago, when I was
in the prime of life, I loved Claire's
mother, as 3 011 love Claire. As 3-ou
know", I have always been a studious
man, loving soiittidc", Snd with large
wealth to give me every advantage
without nccessit3'' for business " or
anxiety. I lived here, at Woodlawn,
as I do now,- and hiy sister kpt house
forme. My lawyer, John lupre,
was almost my only visitor, and in
one of his professional calls he men
tioned to me the illness of his only
daughter Julie. She was then con
valescent, and her physician advised
change of air, and perfect quiet. Mrl
Duprez asked mo if there was not a
farm-houso near here where his
daughter could board, ami Maryf "my
sister, being called into consultation,
knew of one.
"It was quite natural that Mary
should feel an interest in the child,
daughter of an - old friend, and she
soon became intimate, bringing Julie
here often to spend a day,- and taking
her for long drives or short walks. It
was like sunshine in winter to have
Julie in" the house. She sang like a
bird as she flitted about the house,-
darfcing alonof the wide halls and up
or down the broad staircases She
would tako bowls and fill them with
fruit in the garden and trim them
with flower's for our cosy luncheons.
And while a very child for light-heart-!
edness, she had her grave boursy too, !
and could converse well,; without
pedantry.
"1 worshiped her. It was not si m
pl3r love, it was idolatry I brought to
her feet When I told her father he
gave cordial consent to my wooing,
and promised Julie should be mine.
And Julie, when I asked her lore, put
a cold, timid hand in mine, and said
she would marry me. .
"She went home in the fall, and
Mary and I made the old house new
for my wedding. And while it was
in the hands of upholsterers, painters
.and plasterers, Mary and I- weot U
I ......
UNcw lork lor the winter. I went
out Dr my shell to join Julie in the
3-eties sbe loved. T dressed care
fully in order to present to her a
stylish escort for concerts, balls, operas
or social gatherings. I rifled hot
houses for their choicest blossoms to
please her, and ydt Prdnk I knew
she did not loVe me. , She was gentle
and kind, entirely too willing to yield
to every wish Ij expressed, but sho
was never loving. She would shiver
sometimes when my lips pressed hers,
as if my caress chilled her heart.
"Very gradually the truth came
home to me. She loved a younger
man of Whom her father disapproved.
He was very frank ' with me when 1
taxed him with concealing thisj telling
me that the wooer was a man he
would never receive as his son, and
asssuring me that Julie was far too
obedient a child to thwart her father.
"And I, blind foot, thought of what
m3' love would compass, ray wealth
command. Ye were married in
December, and went abroad. I put
aside all my hermit-like inclinations
to give Julio perfect happiness. Every
wish she expressed was gratified, and
my onl3 thought was to please her. I
could find no fault in her. Utterly
submissive to nry will, gentle in every
word, touchingly gfateful every gift
or gratification, she was, in my e3'es;
perfect as she had ever been, but she
did not love me. I know that she did
not let her heart rest upon the love
she had forsakcm Sho was too pure,
too coneientioiis to nurse a errief or
love that was a sin, but sho had mar
ried from a mistaken scnee of duty,
and had only duty to sustain her.
''When we came homdj nearly two
years after our wedding day, I had
such a pale shadow of my old love to
sho w my '-"friends " that I hurried
through the-city, hoping that tho
more bracing air of Woodlawn would
bring health back to Julie. But
bracing ail and exercise failed as lily
love had failed. Uncomplaining,
sweet, and tender, 1113" wife was fading
In . t
awa3 ueiore my eyes n the spring
Claire was born a wee snow-drop of
a babe and j Julio seemed to
strength in the happiness, of mothcr-
Iove. But it was oy a tempo raiy
stfengthj for, when the eummer .ch-s
cafite", "c baitl up no more false hope,
but sadly told each other and our own
hearts she was dying. The doctors
ealled it a decline, talked of 'want of
ttSht general '-.weakness, and feeble
constitution. I looked my conscience
at last in the face, and 6aid, 'She dies
broken-hearted.' I was' worthy of
her until t dared to think I courd
fofce foe, Snd make her turn traitor
to her own heart. Remorse 'was use
less then. I could only give her
tender care, until she put her wasted
arm around my neck, let her soft
cfre'eti touch mine as her head rested
upon my shoulder, and said :
"'Forgive me, Reginald, that I
could not love you. . I have tried, and,
ohj believe, I am not nngrateful for
y'ouf fove and patience ; but 1 could
not forget. I meant to be true to you,
and I never forgot one moment my
duty or my faith, but I should not
have married 30u, when m3T heart
was not my own I have tried to be
a good wife, ileginafd, bdt 1 can not
live this double life. , It has killed me.
Oh, forgive rae.for having wrecked
your bapjrfi?css tfrth m'y oWn
"And with her 6303 full of tears,
pleading for pardon, where I was the
sinner, she died in my arms".
"I can tell yon little of the next two
years, t was on the vefj of lunacy ,
travelling incessantly, striving to for
get, driven here and there by the
agony of useless fomorse, for I ha(f
killed her. Bat for me she might have
been a happy, foving wifef and? sire
was dead !
- 1
"When I came home at last my
baby was a toddling, prattfrrig chilcf,
arid I resolved to atone for the wrong
done Julie by devotion to her cbifdV
But, Frank, nevef, By one word, by
one feather-weight of infltience, will'
I risk her happiness as I risked hei
mother's. If she loves yoif.ycm knorw
ray best wishes attend your wODfngi
If she loves Royce Clifton, I will not
oppose her heart. lloyce is worthy
of her. There Is nothing but poverty
in tho way, and my only child' ficecf
not fear that."
"He will never love her as T -Iove
her!"
"But if she loves him -she1 will never
love you.
There was a silence of some mo
ments, and then Frank Malvern ab
ruptly left the room, stepping across
the window-sill riptih a wide fiorch,
and from that to the garden path. It
was just after sunset, and the soft
twilight of a summer evening was
gathering slowly. Murmuring gent
ly, the Hudson glittered like a broad
band of silvO in the half light, and
the garden sloped gradually down al
most to its bank. In the shadow of
a large tree, fading the river, two' fig
ures Were clearly defined upon the
bankj standing erect, and veiy near
each other. With the desperation of
suffering, Mr. Malvern went toward
them, determined to nt least give
Claire the choice between her elderly
lover arid the erect, boyish figure de
fined against the evening sky.
"She may love me," he murmured ;
and as it, in answer tho air brought to
him a voice, low but clear, sweet as a
chime of silver bells :
"My father will never heed your
your povert3', Ro3'ce, when he knows
our love."
That was all. Unwilling to play
eavesdropper, Frank Malvern strode
qnickhy back to the house, to the room
where his old friend sat with bowed
head and quivering lips, living over
his past dreams and sorrows.
"You are right, Reginald," ho "said,
abruptly "I will sa3 no more. Send
me word when the wedding is to be."
Then he was gone. When his
superb present of diamonds came to
greet Claire's wedding-day, she won
dered how the velvet case came to
have one great spot to mar its bcaut3'
btlt never guessed that a tear fell
there, sacred to love and renuncia
tion. 1
For while Koyco and Claire flit
iilceLbti.ttcr-Hics through Europe, pr
come' like meteors to Woodlawn on
summer visits, to begone again in a
feW Weeks,- the two old friends live
out their hermit life, and talk gfavcly
of "the children," and the fortune one
dry o be theirs.
Never has Chiire been saddened by
hearing her mother's story, and never
has she guessed how deeply and truly
Uncle Frank ohe'e" foved the child of
his oW friend. "She is happ3 in her
love, proud of her husband's rising
fame, tender to her father's infinities,
but knows nothing of the penitence
and remorse that gave her life's hap
piness, and saved her from tho miseiy
of marriage without love.
The Yalue of Swimming.
Attitifig the survivors from the tefc
riblo wreck of tho Princess Alice arc
three members of tho same family
Mr. Thorpe, of the old Kent Road, a
3'oung man seventeen 3enr8 of age;
his sister, Miss Thorpe, who is a 3ear
older tbmr brrrrselfj and his brother, a
mere oy of nine. AH three owe their
lives to the fact that they were able
to swim. When the terrible crash
was heard and the doomed vessel be
gan to settle down, these three chil
dren fof children the almost are in
years, if not in courage and presence
o'f frfridfoprtd themselves struggling
In the water. nThe bo3's, it would
seem, were somehow separated, from
their sister. Tbe3r were both picked
up by the same boat, and were, when
it helped them from their perilous
posititfn, swJmming side by side. The
sister, who was older than either,
achieved her own safety. She struck
boldly out, and in spite of the en
cumbrance of her garments,- the force
of the tide, the darkness of the night
and the danger to which she can not
but have been subjected by the frantic
eiurts of those who were struggling
around her m the watef to catch and
cling to any object wrthffi their grasp
succeeded in reach iiig the bank. It
seefrrs little short of a miracle that,
rrnder such cfrcumststnees, a mere girl,
not twenty years of age, weighted
with her heavy Roman's dress,- be
wildered by the suddenness of the
Catastrophe,-frightened as she must
have been by the terrible nature' Of
the sefcft,-- fitid helpless for 1 want of
her natural protectors, should have
been able, single-himdeo to save her
life, "f he feat is the more remarkable
when we bear in mind the fact that
5f iss Cf bofpe is not as- are some
3-oang women of her age -a swimmer
of eminence. That sho can bold her
owngaIlantl3r in the water the" result
jiaar sufficiently shown. ' But - she" is
1 Ifc W1 -v It . I 1 " " - ' ' "" ' ' "" ' 1 it
merely an English girl who, like her
brothers, has been taught to .swihi;
She has never attempted the distance
from London Bridge to Greenwich ;
she has never, so far as appears, com
peted for any prhse ; and, were it not
for tho fact that she owes her life to
her own skill and presence" of mind,
her ability to defy a sharp current on
a cold,, chill, dark night would be no
matter of public record ; and yet the
exploit she accomplished is, if we con
sidcr it, almost marvellous. The tide
was rushing swiftly down ; the water
must have been cold and benumbing ;
the night, as we know, was dark and
f&y there were round about her
all the horrors of the scene ; the "last
farewell" was rising fj-om river to sky;
in the water the strugglers were grap
pling, in their last agony, each with
each and yet through all these hor
rors she fought her way with a calm,
quiet confidence which men who
have stood tinder fire and confronted
death in other and even more sudden
shapes might well envy her. London
Standard.
Old Si" The. Political Taluc of
Barbecues.
Atlanta Constitution.!
Old Si came in to borrow a quarter.
When asked why he wished to inflate
he said : . f
"Dar's gwine ter be er barbekue
down hj-ar'in raj- fokes's settlement
an' I'sc gwine dowtl dar ter-morrer."
"What sort of a barbeCUC is it to
be?" j
"Well, 3-erjess ortcr come down dar
and. see fer 3-erself. De olo times hez
come agin, fer er fack, an' folkes -ar'
gittin ter befokes agin, sho' nuff."
"Is it a political meeting ?"
"I thinks dat politicks ar' mixt up
in it somewhar,' but dat's er su'bsidja-
wary entrest in do aff'ar ! So far ez
I kin larn de dinner table ar ter bo
de prinserpel intrackshun ter de peo
ple, urrcspeektif er race, caller, cr
pfecvus kondishun of starvdshun !"
"Is that hy you are goifrg?"
"Tow, fq'otc here, boss' I air't Ch do
witness stan' an' restin' onder enny
desiderasbun ob discriminatin' m3-self,
but jess twixt us two I aint comin'
'way fum dar'hongry.r
"I suppose you arc notalonein your
intended assault?'
"No, sah !' Do fack is when er bar
becue am pronounced I'se always
fou n' in de major! 13 tie simmes' per
literkal paht3 in de lan' hez jess gotter
git up1 er full dinner in the woods ter
count hitself in ! Hohgry-fokes aint
got no politicks an' dey'll holler fer
cnnT speaker dat boilers in heerrn'
distance obuhre feed board. Er feller
feelin' fer biskits an' brilled shoto aint
gwine to stop ter reczin when de
6igncl am gibben fer tree cheers an'
mo' meat at his end ob do table 1"
"Then you consider the barbecue a
happ political invention?"
"Hit beats dis telerforne all ter
shucks, kase fokes can't feed on win'
an' afford ter holler, ter boot! I
'members in do ole times how dose
barbektres used to defeckt de fokes.
De lates' an' bigges' barbekue always
kerried de county, an' dat's what
makes me say dat de olo times hez
come agin'f j Dey's come in er mough
ty good time, too. lasd ef dar's one
thing dat de nigger hez bin peerin' in
ter de fucber artar de mos' sense de
wah, hit's bin dests baVbekues I Ber'o's
mo sedeckshurf ter" de avefidge nig
ger in er pone er lite breddan in' forty
flatforms an' when de licker sirculates
de only' freedom dat de nuely enfrah
cheesed wants is er clar track ter de
votin' poles j 'mind dat, now ?"
And the old man pocketed the quar
ter and slid.
Lord Mansfield's Witness.
A Jew,- speaking of a young man as
his son-in-law, was accused of mislead
ing the Cont-tj since the young man
was really bis son. Moses, however
persisted that the name he put to tho
relationship; was the right one, and
addressing the Bench, said ! "I was
in Amsterdam two years and three
quarters when I come home I finds
this laid. jSFow the law obliges njp to
maintain hint, and consequently he is
my son-in-law." "Well," said Lord
MWsffeld, "that is" the best definition
of a son-in-l&w f ever yet heard."
The average life of a gfaSs-blower
is only thirty-pix years while a" stump
speaker, usingr twice the wind' p6wer,
never, never dies.- Free Press:
Taste in the Selection of Colors,
Public teste in flowers, as in fruity
animals and dress, is undoabtly gen.
erall3' in 83-mpathy with strong colors.
A liouquet strong in its blue, red and
yellow georgcousness will catch lud
3-0 and open the purposS of tho aver
age man and woman, while tho moro'
IdVely blending of subdued tints will
bo passed unnoticed. Animals of
bright color will often find a purchas
er, when thoso not fdshionabld as id
color, but far better in all that consti
tutes value, will bo passed unoticcd;
Thus red apples, red-cheeked peari
high-colored plumes and cherries,will
outsell their moro sober colored rela
tives, although intrinsica' tho light
er colored fruits ma3 be for better to
the taste. In flowers, however, there
are but two things to bo considered,
elegance in shape and color, and per
fume. In nine cases out often, ex
cept among the educated tastes, the
masses of bloom will bo found to bo
composed almost entirby of blue, red
and yellow. Tho more tender colorsj
the natural ones, and especially white
are often kept: entirely out, or very
sparsely used. Even among such
common flowers as candyturf, annual,
phlox, verbena and petunias, we sel
dom sco beds of pure white. They
are not onty elegant to true taste, but
indispensable forj bouquets, especially
in subdued lights, or for' evening par
tics. I'orneied at Last
His wife had probably been argu
ing and exacting for 3'ears, for ho'
looked like a man whose spirit had
been' worn out before ho had consent
ed to have his photograph taken. lid
halted at the door of a galeiy as if
trying to invent some Cxcusc, but she
pushed him upstairs and ho was in for
it at last. lie hoped tho photograph
er would bo crowded with work, but
he wasn'ti lid hoped tho camera was
out of order, b'tit it was in prime con
dition. "Can't take me to da3f, can 3'ou ?"
ho queried.
"Ob ! 3es take 3ou right away,"
was thc.'repbj.
. "Have I got to sft tfp straight?"
No ; sit as 3-ou please."
"Hain't these clothes Cbtf fight ?"
"Not a bit."
s "I can't spare over three minutes."
"Ver3' well, I'll take jou in two."
There was no wa3' to get rid of t;
and, with a desperate look around
and a frown at his wife, tho old man'
dropped mto the chair with a sigh,-
shut his eyes, crossed his legs and
groaned out :
"Well, if I rriust; die, bring on 3our
laughing gas,- and don't let my wife
go throggh m'y pockets while I'm un
conscious' An Indian in Love.
One of the Indians in Buffalo BillV
Combination fell violently in
love with a maid servant in the"
Central Hotel and wrote her a
tender and affectionate Iovo letter.'
The letter consisted of a warrior with
bow drawn and in a defensive attituc
The interpreter informed the maid
servant that this was a proffer of mar
riage, the warior representing himself
and indicating that he would protect
her from perils of every character. It"
is hardi3 neeessarj' that she declined
to become Mrs. Eagle-that-Flies-Higb,
(for this was the name of the" chief
who, baling passed through a hun
dred battles in safet', ignorainiously''
fell' a victim to Cupid's arrow.
Ar machine has recently - been
in-
vented in England for caring hay and
grain by artificial heat a very desir
able piece of machinery for tho mis
erable,' damp, foggy climate of that'
country". This hay drier' is said to
work to a charm-xfryirig from ten to'
fifty loads of grCeti grass per day, and'
makes tt better article of hay, " eon-
taining moro nutriradnt than when''
dried in the ordinary way.
It is all very well to say that' "Ai"-
versitj" makes men, but prosperity
makes monsters." The truth is that"
most of us would rather' bo' irfOristeVs'
than nven under that law.
If you will make it your religious1
duXf to take everything by ihe"
smooth handle you will save yourseh?
4t gat ttfany uu happy hours.