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WlliSdSf f N. C, FRIDAY, JUNE 25, 1S8I.
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The Wilson Advance, j
Wiijhjx, Fhiijiay, - June 21thj 181.
POETRY".
Betsy and I ttrc Out.
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An this ioem has been and is btic.of
tmwe splendid successes that set then
length iind breadth of t he hind ablaze,
and contains mo much of the genuine
freshness of nature that repetition on
ly enhances its merits, we give it en
tire a it appc ired on the occasion of
its flr.it printing: I
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Draw up the papers, lawyer, and make
'em jjckk! and stout, i
For thin.js at home are crossways and
Betsy and I are out.
We who have worked together so long
tii man and wife
Must pull in double liarr ;'sv for the
rent of our nat'ral life. '
"What is the matter?" say you. I
swar it's hardto tell !
Most of the years behind
us we've
passed by very well; . : ; - .
I have no other woman;-"' she has no
other man j
Only
we've lived together as
Ion?
as
ever we can
Hoi have talked with Betsy, and Bet:
xy has talked with me, ' f: '
And no we've, agreed together that we
cau never agree;
Xt that we've eijtehed each other in
t any terrible cfime; "
We've been gathering this tor year, a
little at a time.
There was a stock of temper Ave, both
had for a start,
Although we nevjer suspected 'twould
take us two apart :
I had my various failings, bml in tha
f flesh and bonje;
"And-Betsy, like fill good women, had
. , a temper of hjCr own. , i . ;
The first thing I remember whenever
we disagree
Was somethim
oncernmg heaven-
difference in
our creed;
We arg'ed the thing at breakfast,
we
arg'ed the thing at tea,
And the more wje arg'ed the question
the more. w' didn't agre?. ; .
The next thing that 1 remember was
when we lost acowj
J Hhe hatl kicked Jthe bucket for certain,
I held my own opinion, and Betsy an
other had; jj
And when we were donoa-talking, we
I oth of i s wtre mad.
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And the next that I re.nembe,'itjKtar
ted in a joke;
But full for a week it lasted, and neith
er of us soke;
And the next was when 'I scolded be
cause she broke a bowl;
And she said ijwas mean and stingy,
and had'ntjany sou,
I j . .
An so that bawl kept pouring dis
sensions; iij our cup,
Ana so that ibtauieu eow-cntter was
always a eoniin' up; .
And so tlie heaven Wc arg'ed no near-;
er t us gjit, H U
But it gave us'a taste of somethin'
thousand timea as hot. -
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And so the thing kept workln', and
all in the ilerlf-same way:
Always somethin' to arg'e, and spme-
thin' sharp to say,
And ilown on jus came tho neighbor
a couple djen strong, ' .. "
And lent their! kindest service to help
the thing akmg.
! .
And there hasj been days together and
many a weary weeK ' :
"NVe was both of us cross and spunky
and both too pfoud to speak;
And I havebintbinkin' antl tbinkin'
the whole of the winter and fall,
If I can't livo kind with a womaiif
why then; 1 Vont at all. "f
Anl so I have talked with Betsy, and
Betsy ha talked with nie,
And we havejagreed together that we
can't nevpr agree;
And what is hefs shall be her's, and
what is nUue shall be nine;.'
And I'll out it in the asrreenient and
take it tofber to sign!
AVrite the. paper, lawyer the very
first iwiragraph i
Of all the farm and livo stock that fhe
shall have Ikt half; . "
For she has lielpert to earn it tbroah
many a weitry tkiy, '
Antl it's notjfing niory tlm justice
that Betsy has her pay. '
Give her" theihouse and homestead--a
man can thrive and roam;
But women are sketrry critters, unless
, they have a Iktujo;
And I have always determined, and
never failed to say,
That Betsy slrould never want a home
if I was taken away, v
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There is a little hard ntoney that's
drawln' jtoi'rable iray; I
A couple-of humlretf tlollars laid by
for a rainy day;
Safe in thelRtnds of good menf anid
easy to get at;
Put in anotfier clause tliere, and glv'e.
her all of that.
Yes, I secybu smile, sif at ray giving
her so much; -
V divorce is eho ip', irt but I take
. - no stock In such; ' ,
irue and fair I married her, when sbe
a ws bIithe and young 1
Ana Betsy was always kind to mev ex--;
eeptin'.with her tongue. ,'
Once when I was young as you aiid
: vA-not 8mart, perhaps, - J ? 1
. -J? or me she mittened a lawyer. and
veral other chaps;
AnjdaUof them- was flustered an
. tairly taken down, i :
And I fori a "finje M as couiitetl tm
wckist man hi tywn, 1
And once when I had a fevt'rI won't
- 9 forget it soon
T whs hot as a busted turkey and t'ftizy.
! as a loon:
Never an hour went by me When she
was out of sight
She nursed me true and tender and
stuck to me day and night.
And If ever it houe was tidy, and ever
ft kitchen clean,
The house and kitchen was tidy as any
1 ever had seen; ,J), Y
And! don't complain of Uetsy, or any
of her acts, j
Exci'ptin' when we've quarreled and
1 told each other factsi
J I ' ' :' , -:
Bodmw'Upthe paper, lawyer, and I'll
go home to-night,
Anri read theagreement to her, and
M if itVall right! w
And then, in the niomin', I'll sell to ,n
tradinmtlnl know, !
Ahd kiss the child that was left us, and
out In the world I'll go.
And otic thing put In the ptlpCf , that
f ursTi tomtfuion'toccur, ?
That When 'I. 'a fin deacf at last, she'll
; bring me back to her;
Ahd lay mo under the maples I planted
I years ago, v -
When she and I was happy before we
ki. ? miurrejeu so.
And when "he dies I wish that she
Would le luid by ine,
And lyintf together iii silence, perhaps
we w ill agree; "
Add, if ever we meet In heaven, j
wouldn't think it queer,
If we loved each other the better be-
't cajige we quarreled here. ,
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Then Betsy nliegot her specs from Off
the mantle shelf, ,
And read t lie article over quite softly to
; herself;
Read it by little and little, fof kef eyes
isgettui' old,
And lawyer' 'writin' ain't no print,
especially When it's cold.
Aim! i> she read a little she gave my
: arm a touch,
And kindly said she was afraid I was
lowin' her too much,
But when she was through fhe went for
me, her face axtreanrin' with tears,
Aud kissed me for the first time in
over twenty years!
J don't know w hat you'll think, sir; I
didn't come to inquire,
But I picked up that agreement and
- And told her u-eVi bury the hatchet
Mtunea it in tne nres
along side of the cowj
And we struck an agreement
have another row'.
never to
Ami I told her in the .future I would'nt
, speak cross or rash ,
If half the crockery in the house was
ltken all to smah.
And she said in regard to heaven, we'd
try and learn its worth
By startin' a branch establishment and
run n in' it here on earth. 1
And so wc ?at a-ttilkin' three quarters
" of the night, r
And we.opened our hearts to each oth
er until they'both grew light.
And-the day when t was winnin' her
away fron sd many men,
3VasnothiiiVtothatjvenin' I courted
: her oyer again. l V :
AtERRIBLf TEST
''Kay!"
So answered, -"ttiyl". Si
lence. , .
" . Caotnln Charlie CMfford delibenxtwly
lifted bis foot of manhood out oflcheek and lips surging treacherously
a sprinijless, re-covered easy chair
and walked a cross the room a tall
manly-looking young fellow, in his
dark tweed suit.
'He paused at the window where a
young girl sat, looking lazily out' on
the street below., -,Ray!
. (
' "Did'you speak co'j.isin Charlie?"
Two saucily'deniure brown eyex
knkexl up into Cousin Charlie's angry
blue ones.
"Did I speak?" in a mild sarcasms
"How suddenly interested you have
becomqiiitho'grocer'a cart and the
milkman's wagon, for by jupiter,
that's all there is to be seen m tins
out of the way streetl Yes, I did speak,
and for once, Ray you must be seri
ous andmver mel"
"Very well."
Bay resignedly- clasped her slim
hands in her black merino lap, and
looked up in. Charli Clifford's face
with mocking, mlst'hievo as gravity,
r Ills handsome :eyes. very. stern,
very resolute, looked down. on the
pretty, piquant face:
(MWill you marry ne?"
.Charlie,!' in a tone of solemn,
funeral conviction, "I knew it!"
'Knew it?"
"Yes," noddinst gravely, and speak
ing with deliberate emphasis, "I knew
yjou were goinji to make love to me,
and I hate being made love to!" ,
"Ray!" 4
Mes, I dol TaatV the tenUi time
ou've said "Rivy," Love is a regular
fuiHdller, Wrve bivd such good
times together, and now I suppose
you will 'strider away,, like the herb
of a novel, and I'll never see you
a-ain. Tlough why disappointed
kJvers 'stride away,' instead of coolly
,..aiL-;nff nff. is nwrethan I could ever
nmivia "7 . -i
understand, , Ca you Charlie? V
? She was striving to lightly laugh off
Kthat which she s& afraid her Intense
nervousness would betray'.-
"This is no affair to" be jaketl dow-n
Ray,'f he said a sad sfef hncss hi Ir-
VI love jrou . , dtatly, , and
though I cannot give you wealth, I
can give you a cozy home. I am not
rich, but I have a competency and a
competency, with advancement with
in reach, is almost prosperity. Gome
put me out of suspense, dear let my
answer ''be yes!" . "
I Je could only see the crisp waves of
dark hair; the dainty, drooping face
was hidden.
' She spoke at last, still w ithout look
ing up, toying nervously with the
crimson cord and tassel at her wrist:
"Charlie, it cannot be - yes' you;
know that! Why," with a faint little
laugh, "I like you too well to love you
rrih the way you mean. Besides"
"Go on! Besides what?"
"Don't make say it!" she cried, pas
sionately, all her feigned nonchalance
of manner gone. "Don't make me
say the t contemptible words, w hich
are so horribly true, and for Which I
sh6uld despise myself don't!"
She had risen, and was standing be
fore him, with scarlet cheeks and
trembling lips, an angry child in her
defiant rebellion.
Charlie Clifford folded his arms a
little tighter together.
J,Oo onl" he said, in a tone ominous
ly repressed and quiet. "I at least
should be privileged to learn the rea
son of my rejection."
' For just a moment, ' the girl's proud
pfettv, gipsv ftvee softened, and -tears
came very near the dauntless brown
eyes. ' . '
For one moment Only.
"Well, if you must know the truth.?'
she flashed forth, "it is this: I hate
poverty genteel poverty! I have
known it all my life, and the only
good thing I ever got my education
made me ambitious. As your"
your wife," she hesitated a little over
the fateful word, r VI would be com-
paratively poor still. - Don't don't
quite despise nie, Charlie!'.'.' a she saw
the scorn in his eyes; "I'm not worse
than most girls. , And the escape from
the treadmill drudgery of a govern"
ness to wealth and luxury"
"Oh, pardon me! Your logic r
proves my stupidity. In fact, in my
mad eagerness. I had quite forgotten
Harold Phillips' bank-account, as well
as a woman's
member, Ray,
philosophy. Bnt ro
an honest man's love
ia ever above scorning. You are pri
vileged to reject it, merely that!"
"Charlie, Charlie!" she cried wildly
out, don't bo so hard on me!"
lie smiled a little sadly as he turned
to go. ,
"Hard on you? What right have I
to judge the prospective Queen of
Gotham society?" .,
lie held out his hand with his usual
friendly gesture.
"Congratulations from me would be
a farce, Ray, I shall not offer them.
Bob Daly and I go w est to St. Louis
to-night, and I probably shall not
have another opportunity of saying
goodbyl" , . . , , ,
"Uood-by!" i,
"f S-he looked up at him with eyes
wide and startled, the warm c?lor in
back trt her heart.
"Yes," he said, pitilessly, "we may
be gone several days. Make my
aclieux to your mother, will youj Ray?
Once more, good-by!"
And with that qui?t, friendly, unim
passioned band-clasp, he was gone.
. ' ' .
We're going to have socb cozy
evening all to ourselves, mother'
And Ray fluttered round the room,
drawing the curtains, lighting the
lamps a trim, pretty figure, in her soft
gray dress, dotted here and there with
knots of cherry-colored ribbon.
' You have not much to aid you in
your task save deft fingers and good
taste, my dear,' her mother a silver
haired old lady said, as Ray began
that perplexing process known to wo
mew as 'turning' a dress.
More successful than good materi
als and bad taste,' cheerily. 'Come
in!': ,-' ' v $
A small stout man, a neighbor, red-
checked, black-eyed, gownatured,
opened the door.
'Good-evening, ladies! Haven't
haven't you heard the news?' his flo
rid face growing a trifle paler.
Good-evening, Mr. Crfcel-T nodded
Ray, smilingly. 'Take a chair.
What's the news? Mamma and I are
so quiet we hardly know how the
world wgs
And she laughed merrily.
'It's a railway aeeidentH the
mtm
Tell down
lurtexl out, awkwardly
embankment.
I-I'n iost afraid
to tell yen bluntly.
Wifclva oiiu k fear a vacuej sudden-
nriwl(v of evil. Tiav crossod over
jm. x.v 7
fwnere nesioou.
'Give nie the paper!'
she said, au -
thoritatively,
MeclKinkally he tamded it to her
hP dwl(W tliefirt column,
bhe gUeed(jwB tie n mmf '
then clutched the papier convukn ely
with one hand, her eyes wild and dila-
ted,rivJ in horror on one Une. one
name, leath-white and trembling
voice.
violently, she flung (fie frail sheet
aside as though it had stung her, and
cruched back with a wailing pob. .Fbr
in the awful accident-lLst she ha'J read
the words : -
Charles Clifford, dead."1
The following day, Ray Stanly stood
before Harold PbilHit in his wealth
walled library. A sadly different llay
from that of yesterday. The bright,
childish hwnusc'umee was gone, iter
face was white as marble, her eyes
burning. She listened wearily to her
wealthy suitor's protests and pleadittgs
with face coVl and set,
"I can neve be your wife, Mr. PliH
lips. Do you not see it is impossibe?
Yes, he is dead; but I will be truer
in death than I was in life. I tried! to
persuade myself tliat falsity Was truth;
I strove to ignore in silence the love
that'eomes to every woman but once
in her life. I thought I had succeed
ed Last night, I discovered I
mistaken, and have come to tell
was
you
so.7
She said these words as though they
were a lesson she had to repeat.
"Forgive me if you am; I am suffer
ing a bitter punishment!"
And with haggard, pallid cheeks,
the poor child passed lonelily homo
through the chill April dusk.
She w ent wearily into the shadow
filled parlor at home, and flung off her
wraps. , J,.
"Yes it's all over, mother," she said
drearily, to a figure in the shade of
the mantle piece. "Harold tried to
hold me at first, but I was resolute; so
I am free. Oh, mother! mothe!"
with
a passionate burst of tears, "why!
did
I let him go? Dear Charlie! the no
blest best nv.in ' -i
"Come come now, Ray! 1 seriously
object to hearing my epitaph before
I'm dead; it's a trifle too suggest ve!"
cried atender, cheery voice; and the
figur? in the shadow of the mantle
suddenly assumed gigantic propor
tions. "You let mego just for the joy
of coming back, didn't you, my dar
ling?" '
And Charlie Clifford, held out lov
ing human arms to the penitent little
figure before him; but with a wild cry
half joy, half fear, she shrank shudder
ing back, i
"Charlie is it Charlie?" in low,
awe-strtHk tones.
"Well that's what I call a sensible
question," cried a thoroughly unghost
like voice. . "Did you think myjname
was Jereniiah? But iRay Ray, my
own darling!" springing to her side
and clasping her close in eager
'give me a -welcome worthy
arms,
pf my
love. I was on that fated trahp
but
had got
accident
off two stations before the
occurred. My name was
recorded as that of some. poor
fellow
The
who had handed in his checks!
fire had proved the true gold of your
heart, my j dearest, though it' wai a
terrible test." 5 ' - '
And Ray, sobbing joyfully pn her
lover's breast, knew that she Vbrship-
ed a mightier god then Mammon, and
that when a woman's heart speaks all
other lips are dumb!
Too Affectionate.
There were several men clustered
around the stove of a Gatveston saloon,
and somehow or other the subject J of
newspapers came up for discussion.
One man said that the editors wjero
more jealous of each other than any
other class; they never had
word for each other, etc.
A long-hairnd youth, with a
a good
solefnn
look, spoke up, and, heaving
a sigh,
said that he had liad some ex
cjperi
rience
with editors, and he .found them the re
verse of jealous to each other1, f that a
Texas editor was always williiig to de
ny himself comforts for the benefit of a
brother editor.
Where did that happen?'
; It happened in .a western
town where I lived,' sighed the
Texas
young
man. M
I had dashed off a little poem of ten
or fifteen cantos about 'Beautiful
Spring.? There were two rival papers
in the place the Bugle and the Trom
bone. I had heard that the editors
were deadly enemies, and ighed'to
shed each other's gore, and was afraid
ifllettha Trombone publish it first
.there would be a deadly encounter. I
finally resolved to havej it tippear si-
1 lli u i vv7ci.-i iii uum itnmrn r lieu
1 1 called on the editor n the
I he said that the editor of' thH
Ttombom
Bugle had
! a large family, and that he W
fer it to appear in the BttiteA
ould prc
as person-
all v he loved the editor of the Bwle. I
j went to the Jhigle man and he said the
editor of tlie TfomboneWm Ids warnv
! est.persal friend, and h
would
siaa 11 l wmiw igiao i
would
him liat e ibcr y&na f as it wevkl 1 hj pm
igback So40wln2to tne
tiothewon
lovethx
two editors had for each other. I coukv
eet my poem Into either of their
to - papers, and it hasn't beeii published
i vnf i novpr fiav tirn mon n ftnYimi!
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; once niore the long-haired poet sighed
hkeabeiiows. ,
TBere was a pause, akf an old coon
with a frost-bitted nose drawletl out:
.iYer never tried them same editors
a advertisement, did yer?"
The poet answered in the negative,
SSSS? tlSS SfSd
ach other".
significantly
winked
. r-i-
Bitter
Vivid L Description of a Scene
wiiicii I)epict8 the Shame
OF POI.IGAMY IX THE v
far West.
A lady formerly residing in Salt
Iake City is titJW In this city. 3 In con
versation lat week she related the fol
lowing experience: Some months
since Mr. K. brought the beautiful
M.iss Finnell home to be our neighbor
a plural Mrs. R. To my shrimse I
was the recipient of an invitation to
attend the supper given in celebration 1
ofthisevent., Mrs. R. (theflrst) re-
ceived ine kindly; far away down deep
in her life thh Woman and I have
qualities in kinship. We sat down to
supper at 6 o'clock. Mr. R. and his
first wife sat at opposite etuis of the
table. I The new Mrs. R. sat by "Sister
Julia." I had the post of honorat the
right of the bridegroom. This 1 new
kind of Benedict wore an almost sheep
ish air and was ill at ease throughout.
It dawned' upon me at last that my
presence on guch an occasion was a re
proach to me. I was more than
ashamed of biy own stupidity in yield
ing to what appeared so plainly as a
most vulgar, curiosity In 'such a
mood it was, of course, difficult to be
amiable, and as the best substitute for
that Amiability, due from a guest at a
marriage feast, I tried to be witty.
Suffice it to say, we succeeded in
stinging each other like a nest of hor
nets,:and nothing but our good breed
ing prevented an open -quarrel. We
animals fed at that supper with some
thing of the snappishuess attributable
to feasting wolves.
That agonizing supper over, wo
stood around ; the bright fire in the
cozy little sitting room. Mr. R. had
planned to take his bride to the thea
tre, and so preparations in the way of
gloves, cloaks and bonnets . began.
The Me Miss Finnell ws soon toilet
ed for the opera in most fashionable
attire. Mrs. R., my friend, stood half
reclining against the piano. We had
been , si lent for a moment, and to re
lieve the embarrassment taking pos
session of us, I said: 'Mrs., R, it almost
makes one wish to be a bride again.
Mr. R. laughed accommodatingly
Just then Mr. R. placed his arm gent
ly around the slender waist of his new
bride, folding her handsome opera
cloak close to her Harm j And drew her
tov fds hini. She responded to this
caress by a tender upward glance of
her beautiful eyes, i- Then I looked
towards my friend, to find her face
pallid as death, while a look of ago
nizing endurance, mingled with dev
ilish WaligJhity, almost froze my
blood. I had said aloud in actual sur
prise before turning towards her, "As
I live, he actually loveS Wfw girl!"
The face told me all. No lies, now,
with ready lips, at the bidding of feal
iy to religion." That agonized, refined,
sensitive face proclaimed .the system
damned. A woman's natural love
rose grandly in the awful denunciation
of those fierce eves. A great throb of
pity "filled my own woman's heart. I
saw-all the torture and the noble rage
of self restraint. I stepped towards
her, as if to hold her in pity to my
heart. My Mormon lady friend took
me by the arm with almost rude force.
and whispered warningly, "Mrs. C,
for God's sake, remember where you
are." r
I did remember, and discomfitted,
returned to my place near the mantle.
Amid this flurry the bridal party took
their 4fpirture-. We women were a
silent party at first Mrs. R. still
stood leaning on the piano, with her
look bent upon rae almost resentfully.
"You donTt think yourself called upon
to pity me, Mrs. CT sue said, with an
almost quarrelsome tone.
"I do pity you, 3frs. R. and I have
a right to."
"You think me jealous of my new
sister, then?"
"Mrs. R., we are both proud women.
We only need to look Into our own
hearts to learn what a real woman
must feel underhe ordeal through
yhich you are passing."
"I am not jealous, Mrs. C. Not only
am I not jealous, but happy in this
tnw love of mv husband. Our faith
teaches us to love these sisters in mar
riage as our own flesh. Thb marriage
u nnton estranirement of my hus-
banasioveas oumui.x
sanctified Gentile, but a remarmge
myself. In this marnage I ivCover
aga4n my own- c-pousal, m'
dalf and renew again ineunisw"
married love." But my impuW
pity was strong, and almost involun
tarily I hurried to her side, and, tak
v,ar rr Ktwr mv hands, I
looked steadll? fefo ber eyes for a
moment. Her gaS feil, and, throw
ing herself upon a sofa, she cried out
in bitterness: " ' ;
nh ' Mrs. C. I am most wretched.
Between me and any celestial lights,
or any glory or peace or consolation in
thfa life or m fbe'wofld t& come there
stands that woman. Between me and
$thc Hghf f my religion rtand that
at
woman. This gtrl't fete hi hateTul to
me; that my hubnd rftotakl krve on
for her mem by Mone! My for:
My
agination cannot be
held tfeck from
all the soul-torturing, crucifying things
which follow in the train of thU mar
riage. The box at the theatre holds
to-night a aiati wife not mofeV 4
There are the gentle pressure of hands,
the glances of loving eye, the blend
ing of lines into one destiny ; in Uiis
liie, the first exquisite rapture of hon
eymoon, which cheat Itself with the
delusion that a capital stock of love
haa hiid in sufficient to draw up-
011 for lfe- Beyond these rise, pite
of all pretense of spirituality, the bri
dal bed, the cradle, the child, in whose
veins there can be the Coiihningling
lite current of but one father and one j
tn,.iUAH - I 11 a. i 1
uiuuier. au mese inings one man
can liave only with any woman in mar
-
1
riage. . No, Mrs. C
No, Mrs. C, a marriage to one
woman unmarries a man to all other
women, or there U no marriage."
There Was no answer; I offered
none, but, kissing her cold forehead, I
left her alone with her desolate sor
row. A'. V. Krpm.
For IhvADTANCK. j
KcYolatifrtary Relics in
- - County, N. C.
Nairn
Mr. L.F. Battle has in hi possess
sipn a buckle, slide and shield, or or
namentiil plate belonging to a revolu
tionary sword bolt. On tlie slide the
name "P. Morgan' is neatly engraved.
On the shield are the words: "Diri
lirfetulre U droU" and " Omfrdtration,"
The last word is in a half circle con
taining thirteen stars, and above Is an
All-seeing eye looking down upon the
stars and a square figure which I take
to represent the Ark of ' the corenant
or the Treasury box of Our fathers.
The sword was cut up many years ago
and made into butcherkniveH. These
relics have been in Mr. Battle's family
ever since before his recollection, but
are said to have belonged T an officer
of the IevolutionaryTj-war,-1 Can 'any
one tell who P,j Morgan "-as? i
The writer has a wooden canteen
used in the Revolutionary war by. Wm.
Joyner Sr., his fttitteftttfigrand-fiither.
The staves are three inches long and it
is six inches across the head. It has
no bulge like a barrel but is held
gether by twotlghtly fitting hoops very
ingeniously locked together.
B. F. Collins, of Nashville; N. C,
has some North5 Carolina paper cur
rency issued during the Revolutionary
war. Thfer j bill are printed on
coarse paper j A S20 bill signed bv
John Taylor, and printed by Hugh
Walker at Wilmington in 1779, under
order of the State Congress at Smith-
srress at Wmith -
firfd, May 15th 177, bears the motto :
"Peace on Honorable Tet ins." A $10
biir, No. 4816, Issued and signed the!
awfle as the above, with the motto :
"Virtue excels riches," A $10 bill
signed B. xum, d-ated Hill'Hwro'gh,
August 8tlC 1778,; with the motto:
"Persecution the ruin of Empires' "A
So bill NoK'e3,iignod Wm. Sharp,
printed by J. A. Davi1778 inder act
passed at I llllsborough, A ugast 8th,
1778, (mottoes '; "The rising States;"
ahd MDeath .to Counterfeits." Anoth
er $5 jb ill signed C. Marklann. : An
other signed by John Taylor printed
by Hugh "Walker at Wilmington under
an act passed at Smithfteld May lotli,
1779,! with the motto: "Good Governf
ment always revere.". A $2.00 bill
signed by Turner W. lWwotxL Dan -
iel Duncan, Wm. Williams, and J.
Webb, with the motto : "Liberia and
Niitale SAtin," issued by authority of
Congress at Halifax, the 2nd day of
April, 177G
Tne Prohibition Qnestfvn.
Tho Texas prohibit km ts at their1
State convention last week,' decided
that it was not advisable to lonn a
separate political party, tlie great ma
jority of the delegJten being of the
opinion that the Dem ocratie party can
be made available, with proper action
on the partoftheprohibitioubiU prior
tathe meeting of tlie next Democratic
tate Convention, E
Attorney-general Johnson, H Kan
sas, has gi ven an opinion that the con-
lion service is not forbidden under the
jnew prohibitory law of that Stc, but
that U gSiletorBncll pUrpofle by ther
Ucenserfor an ertttwet dru&t
woukl be a clear .violation of the iY,
and would make him liable to
barife eklt as if he sokl lui Utw
drank as a beverage V ,
"lit teach you how to lie, ami steal,
and smoke, and ue profane langxue
said an irate Galveston parent to his
oldest off-Vlng, at the same lui s wing
Ing a good sized sapling. "I'll teach
you, you young scamp!,' "Never
mind, father. I know . all of tbem
branch already."
H"r "r " 1 ei 1 r ''
H1551
- uura "sea upon its ran x me on
ion, V I: iU.tr
A cbffectlon of darfSffavQ la
gallery. : ;
your trousers and walstcoAliir1
press" whu he fif migl In
the garden. fTL-
Teopie who really jilcl'the! teeth
are those wtto buy' set ftt ti&ntKh
shopd.
1 -i m
U 1
Dungnoie w ,a very necewary
thing inabarrel.Duer4 it U
noihfng: iV 'y-'
"u?fw-n- t"
The hair dresr bophlicIr.will
never be able to ay. "He dyed poor.'
There wasn't much monfy Uckj
when they were employed In the form
of punishment. k s , '
A clock much like a mfovM "Wfebn
It rahros luhand, lookout; for; Jt. It
ingoing to striken
When a woman, bewmc alAunireM
late In life sm may" be pald to' ' "fiave
reached the Iroh oger iU-i
iWhen a Voung mau'eenlf fn love
'ifk a ti 1 "; -:irt
i "; ' frV. ' pleeze j ner
baud Is a pressing necesHlty,' 1 r 4
a stranger of a BostoldiMi, . " Yey till
you get to the root; thenjtt eayw."
BCrlneeV is abfe, to iprWilmall
sparks from ice Pshaw f who: mu t
seen Ice park evtral ocwln arpa ?
Kmma,s headls bouflornp cloly
In a hapilnVfofdVltlghtii''
Headache ? No ; It hide the ctrters.
She wUUrUhorhalr, o-nigb.
Why In the mbnejrdn ittf the
habit of gH'lhWW WVr4tkrnew
ly-born
babe?5 'BeeatwlrB.tOMtfloiM
little.
A gcnUeman ,witfiv a ,frWnIn'g
that he had Invested a nrther large
sum of money and lout ft alf. ?'A nym
pathlzlng friend ftidcedthlm ir he
was a bull or ber: I "TrwMeh h re
plied : "Neither I wai Jackal.4'
An old couple WtTe' walking . down
the utreet not longgorfn (gnit
when they run acrotM one' which the
old man read - thur i-J6hhon
Shirt Store.' "Well I faimt e--mc
J the old lady f wonder how ha
tore it ?" ' . '' '
A small boy of Bath, Men K had , jwt
ne to bed, whence jbegin .tQdreani
aDOUl cowa. Home slight Jiolwv
ftlm P and he said, MammaIfi
otao w.' Where 1 sh avkedl.
Home slight jnoimf woke
saw
wo. uciu t mum auwea., up
there, sild he pointing & the wfiing
mother remarked ttifi thftWM a
ofieer place tb see cows, and. the MUa
fellow got f lightly angry .ahd iald,
".WeU, I gueftsTthey could,- b ingel
cow, couldnt they?",--, r t -
Belief U not in our po er btttjtmth
fulnesHis. .'-Jy;trrAt tn ' '
Life is too short for its f possessors to
wear long feces. ; f :
A sensual disposition 1
handsomest featarea. r
defcrroa
the
Dlvijio vengeance conies wlth"fi'ct of "
lead," but strikes With hands of Iron.
.lie need.4 .no other rosary whoso
1 thread of life Is
with beads of
1 QVe ami thought
n 1 1 & U
i He who, with go. hraJth, hsV a
true friend, may ' laugh 'advrtxity to
scorn and defy the world. .1 r
trae beMpvolence Is to low all men.
Recompense injury with justice and
kindness wlil klndnesa --n u 1
Thl Is the present reward of virtu
ous conduct tha no ' utd tety cono
qence can oblige us to tegset ttl '
Flowen sweeten the air, rejoice the
eye, link u withnaturenndinnocenctf,
and are oraethlnJf tk-e.-. ., '
Ventare not Into -the ttmpitPf of
those that are Infected U1th the plague;
no, though thoti think thyfcelf guarded
with an antidote.; ; fj!l !
To pr'iAfArifC? a man happj', 4nerVIyf
becauxe he JU rich U Just as absurd a .
to pronounce a man Jiealtay' pierely
because he hie enough to eatT ; , ,
No man ooghi to " complain - If the
world measures hini as he measures
otters. To measure tmd ith his own
yardstick may be hard, trt& H k dir. .
The wisest man may ieVber 6Jay
than he was yesterday, and to-morrow
w change does no imply ttal freedom
fromerror. " , ;' . c" ;V
s There fcr uotMnr worthy of the nam
tfeducatloa? which 1 olr' Prt
frofir rellgioru Every child has a soul,
which makes him cbnarimirtr akin to
the" unseen and (fit1 iim&flt anlf this
tsotrt, faHen In Adam btd mlnW in
I rt . s . . '
vonux, rauw ne roociwa ii the truth
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