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V- wiLSi.x ai);a.(;i:.; Pi;blisiiki Kvkuy- Fuip'AY At Wilson. Xokth Carolina. . 15 V JOSEVlllS ItAMKLS. - EJiu.r and Pruridr Sritsciui'i io. Rates in Advance Unit Year ............ sit Moiith J-rf Mm y .can -in.-lU.-ifisttrri;'l-Lc'tti r u! ...... 2 nn : ."; 1 UX i Or.ler r ; sint ly Mum-: Nl-WS OF X wkkk (yniLKi:i ri;u all parts, of tim: would, i ; ;.:.vr. Lisas-- a i- kasi yos Tin- l'aisoli sect ion is vttiii" 4o i be one vast truck hum. . And.anv the colored peo,e pro-, fmtlI tliu- ;Me,seuer -p'"-''"-;' Kentucky n.to (j it (!j A & c Ko;ul Kansas. . turned over to John D. Whitford Ami now the "Messenger' comes j ou 'Saturday. A change of scbed ont witli a sna-ke story, and tt lLs of ! ule will be made by which the one six feet Ion;;. - The Graded Sclioj " carried in Winston by L'.Vt to S.s ami in Vasningtoii by to l:i. The Hebrew ciuens of (loldsboro have "formed a congregation and elected Dr. Bloc'h as iiabbi. Mr..l.-s.-i'i;. 'Grant,- mother of General CVS. Grant, -.died at her home in Jersey City . a lew daysago. It was Sweet Evelina w ho from the. suffocating embrace of her lover, cried (nit-: "Give me .liberty or give me breath," Clerk Mcpherson of the House thinks that Randall will be the -next Speaker.' Will the. 'Star' please stick a pin here. The "-Herald;; sa.s that gold thistles are to be used as bonnet trimmings'' Thistle make bonnets more expensive I lian ever. The freshets of la-t February are estimated to Iiaye caused a loss of ij,( JM)o,oot) on the tributaries of the Mississippi, ch icily on theOhio. 'l'lie I'll tsluii'li "Telen-rapli savs that! t he lines! bridge in I'iftshugh- is rccciviiijr a coat ol sKv lliir iiaint. It w ill be azure t hilig to cross ' ;The works of Mrs. Fvaiis, Mrs. Holmes and Mis. Soutlnvoi th have been banished from the Cleveland public libraiy ;is being too t rashy. Sit; ip bubble parties ate among tlie social cnieriaiiiineiits ot Illinois tow I We would - like to see Day ble. d Davis engineer a soap. bub- Th '. Salt Lake "Tribune'' if the Mormons arc not pre: soon war dict- put down, it will cost a great and thousands . of 1't.ves to subdue tlieui. ' - M I he. glory ol manhood is its royal kingship over (he realm of self. Make the kingdom , of your soul glorious, and real greatness' will eoiiuj to vou. TWo great evils follow the Chi nese wherever they go. Leprosy and pium smoking-iue introduced by them in all places where they live in anv number. . ' A jdiecp pasture in Dunimitt and Webj) counties, Texas, contains .'tbitJUO acres and feeds .0o,iio0 sheep. It is believed to be tire largest in the world. Thj printed argument of Mr. W. Wj. Rer, of counsel for the govern ment!, in opening the star route case, intakes 21 pages, , occupying sej-eu days in delivery. ' Senator Conkliiig recently made a spijech in New York in which he said that thc; failure to nominate and elect Grant iii 1SX0 had set .the country bach fen years. Oi Friday ;!,.f.jo ounces of -qnt- lnne one ami a-half tons, sold in ' Aew) ork as follows: foreign, i?!.."'-'.' ler ounce; American, 1.1. There are 4S0 grains in an oun. i. M its. Myra -Clark Gaines" has gained her suit agaiiist the city of New - Orleans, Mrs. Gaines gel's judgment against the . city for yijrjj,",,!!!;;, ,,f which a;i;,707 is in terest. Thj' Chai lol U "Jourii; "pillion that before; t he the S'oilh will make 'a ' of the ear iliO.i ilelel -miiied ell'oi el lid of negro snl!ia"e beitijisc it did not nan oaf , .1 ing t cxpeefalion. . N'fialor Fair's' -innlar divorce case is to Senator Ta- said ue oor s. t Ill-it! Until i-avh seiiators. married in 1 1 vs-of novert v. and fiiat !i. !l?v ,.(,iiinr in all I the ashamed of their wive ! !,, - ' - - ux iiM-uiiicky ,aan ha retbtin.ed liei i,si,aa bv i!r.. - - s. nearly pcrsuad- f ., to ue tM.HU-s r,f whiskev aswights tor the .-Wic. Tllt. f. teiieij he drinks, clockj goes, and tin the loh; lowi-r the ci he h.is to av;iI fiH- his meals, Mi Laitgfry says, she s es manv j more pretty faecvin Ai.ierii i than j i:i I hah lUvl.),k.l SM... .t.:-. I . -i .-.,. ,nius j lie women pretty hands and feet and i .. . .j are cii.Hinniir. . Mrs -1 tin iiiaiiner ban ry has seen a good deal nid ought to know The San Francisco "Post" is responsible forthe story thatdunng the hitter part of the war David Davis was challenged to tight a duel by a iiie-eaiing Southern ex- It lulu Vv , . t t . yv i oi longress. The formeri o .s .i.iueu, very properly declined, because his antagonist refused to Permit him to stand tltre?-tithsbe- hiud !a stonewall. : The Wilson" Advance. VOLUME 13.-- President Grevy's salary is 240, j ooo a year. Louis Xapoleon, when j I3iiiiTor, received a yearly allow ' afico nf'.y00,000, ' " .. Conkling i.s the most collossal political failure of the time collos sal because in the beginning lie as pired to '-boss' everybody and in the end he bosses nolody. Henry Russell, the author of "A Life on the Ocean Wave," a popn- ,ar s"" ," jeais ao, sun lives in London, and is the father i i.l'AV. Clark- Russell, the novelist. trains will reach Goldsboro in the morning ami leave in the evening. ''Poin- fellow, he died in pover ty," said a man of a person lately deceased. '-That isn't anj'thing, "exclaimed a .seedy' -bystander. "Dying in poverty is no hardship. It's living in poverty that puts the thumb screw on a -fellow,". ; God never promised us happi ness here in any perfect form; and the.v ho compfciin most of its ab sence are commonly those who have, least deserved it, and have done least to secure, it for them selves and to provido it for others. In the United States Supreme Court a decision has been rendered denying motions for a rehearing iu the Virginia ami Louisiana bond cases. These cases were decided some weeks ago, and the substance of the decision was to affirm the validi'y of State laws in relation to the payment of the State debts. .. Posf nioster General Greshani is the'. rising power in his party in Hull, ma. Hie Jieii Harrison- peo ple ' are blossoming out in - the full mad state. . The Democrats of Indiana are ready to put up a pile of inoiiev to help on the war of the two Republican factions.- Indiana as a pivotal -"State,' appears to be working up into. splinters.'- Kx-I'resiilent Hayes is beinj urged tor the vacant postmaster ship of his native town, his own ap- ; pointee having- defaulted.. From ! President to a country postmaster ! is a long stride down hill, but when one is on the way down., lie might as-. -well gather (he good things strewn along the path. A ashingtoii letter writer savs: '-It is believed here that Mr. Conk ling's 'allusions to the position of the Republican party during the past vear in the Northern States j Avas an indirect lling at the- Presi ! dent. General Arthur's friends i so . interpx'et it. They do n.ot, liow ever, appear to be in the slightest degree worried bv what Mr. Conk- j ling may say : or think of "the Ad I iniuistratiou. The Chinese settlement in Xew i -York is breeding the same evil and i raising t lie same evils and raising the santd objections as the Chinese settlement in California. IV Catho lic priest, who seems to speak from long and careful observation, gives an appalling picture of evils flowing from opium -'dens whose suppres sion has not been secured by the taw passed lor tins purpose a year ago. On Tuesday, 'twenty eight ntai bags,-crammed full of public docu meiits, weighing twenty-seven hundred and fifty pounds'' reached Taiboro. en-route to the Hon, L. C. Luthaut at Greenville. It will take Uhe carrier on the Star route be tween Taiboro and Greenville alxuit ten days to transport this huge mass of unimportant and un interesting matter.' Rut then, it is one ot the luscious fruits grown in the orchard of the "Franking Priviledge," anil "Uncle Sam" we suppose . i-j able to giant the indill genci' of such a luxury. lie who has not heard the merry matin song of the tuneful ii.nle, 'knows nothing of the power and potency of music in her wildest, freest mood. " When in solo or con certed opera, the four-footed choir is head iioL cars above ail human .possibilities.." The music begins with an andante movement, sort and sweet as the iingreased wheel 1 barrow's plaintive voice; "then comes the staecat o furioso, the , adagiofortissiino, splityourearso, follow by the - tremulous yee haw, which is the crown ami summit the cloud clapped mountain top of ecstacy and joy. Talk not of music I fellow citiH'iis, till vou have heard the song of the lhulc. Kenneth Weaver, a bright, prom- ising little 1k of nine years of age, wrote the follow ing lines ujkui the death of his grand mother, Mrs. l!. II. Rlouiit. When asked t,.-ti.. rr.if ti.. ;.!... ,r ..tii.. I v...w 1..M5(. t.-.v V ! rnli.d just alMiut the time graud-ma died dros ot rain began to fall, and they looked like tears from the sky."' That answer was a sweet little poem hi "itself, and (or a iMiyjnine years old it is remark: able: All tht chiUrvn were at her bedside When ray loving Grand-Ma died, Kyen the heavens shedding tears Showed its grief at the end of her years. Hut now it is over and all for the best ' For niy4MVing Grand-Ma is now at rest. THAT BAD BOY. :o:- IA CARRIED ME TO EXPOSITION. THE UK JTAO I'KliV ISA It LUCK. "Well, everything, seems to, le quiet over to your house flTjs week," savs the groceryman to ;the bad boy, as the youth was putting his thumb into some peaches through the mosquito neiSH tlic bas' kets, to see if they were soft enough to steal, "I suppose you have let up on the old man, haven t you. "O, no. We keep it nght up. The minister of the church that pa has joined says while pa is on pro bation it is perfectly proper tor us to do everything to try him, and make hun. fall from grace. The minister says if Ta comes out of his six months probation without falling by the wagside he has got the elements to make tue uoss christian, aud.Ma and me are loiug all we can." : "What was the doctor at your house for this morning:77 asked tlie groceryman. "Is your Ma sick?" "No, Ma is worth two in the bush. It's pa that ain't well, lie is having sometrouble- with his di gestions. Y'ou see lie went to the e.iositions with meas a guide,and that is enough to ruin any man's gestions. Pa is near-sighted, and he said he wanted me to go along and show him things. Well, I never had so much fun since pa fell out of the boat. - First we went in by the fountain, and pa had never been in the exposition build- before. Last year he was inY'our- ip, aiuj we was astonished at the magnitude of everything. Firsl I made, him jump clear . across the aisle there, where the stuffed . ti gers are, by the fur place. I told him the keeper' was just coming along with some meat to feed the animals, and when they smelled the meat they just, clawed things. He run against a show-case, an then wanted to go away. 11 said he traveled with aircus wheirtje" was young, and knobody knew-the danger of fooling around wild animals better than he did. He said once he fought'With seven tigers and two Nubian lions for five hours with Mabee's old show. I asked him if that was afore he got religin, and he said never you mind. He is an old liar, even if he is converted. Ma says he never was with a circus, and 'she has known him ever since he wore shoi-t dresses. Wall, you would a dide to see pa there by the furniture place, where they have got beaut i "Tul beds and chairs. There was one blue chair under a glass ease, all velvet, and a sign was over it, telling people to keep theft- hands off. Pa asked ine what tfte sign was, and I told him it said ladies and gentlemen are requested to sit in chairs and try them. pa climbed over the railing and was just going to sit down on tlie glass show case over the chair, when one of the, walk-arouuu fellows, with imitation police hats, took him by the collar and yanked him back over the railing, and was going to kick Pa's pants. Pa was mad to ! have his coat collar pulled up over t Ins head, and have the set of his coat spoiled, ana he was going to sass the man,, when I told Pa the man was a lunatic from the asylum mat-was, on exhibition, and pa wanted to go away from there. He s iid he didnl know what they wanted to exhibit lunatics for.; We went up stairs to the pancake ba zar, where they broil pancakes out of self rising flour, and put butter and sugar on them and give them away. Pa said he could eat more paucakakes than any man out ot jail, and wanted me to get him some. I took a couple of pancakes and tore out a piece of the lining of my coat and put it between the pancakes aud handed them to pa, with a paper around the pancakes. Pa didn't notice the paper nor the cloth, ami it would have made you lafftoseehim chew on them". I told him I guessed he didn' have as good teeth as he used to, and he said never you mind the teeth, aud he kept on until he swallowed the whole business, and he said he guessed he didn't want any more. He is so sensitive about his teeth that he would eat a leather apron if anybody told him he "couldn't. When the doctor said pa's diges tion was bad, I told him if he could let pa swallow a seamstress, or a sewiug machine, to sew up the cloth, he would get well, and the Doe sasl am going to be the death of pa someday. But I should split when pa wanted a drink of water. I asked him if he. druther have mineral water, and he said he guessed it would take the strong est kind of mineral water to wash down them pancakes, so I took him, to where the fire extinguishers are, and got him to take the nozzle of the extinguisher In ' his mouth audi turned the faucet. Idont think he got more than a quart of 'LET ALL, THE E.DS TIIOl AIM WILSON, NORTE CAROLINA, MAY the stuff out of the saleratus ma chine down him, but he rared right up and said he be coudamned if hebelicve that water was ever in tended to drink, and he felt as though he should bust, and just then the man who kick the big or gan struck up and the budding shook, and I guess Pa thought he had busted. The ir-ost fun was when he came along to where the wax woman is. They have got a wax woman dressed up to kill, and she looks just as natural as if she could breathe. She had a handker chief in her hand, and as we came along I told him there was a lady that seem to know hint. Pa is. on the mash himself, ami he looked at her and smiled aud said good evert -ning, aud asked me who she was. I told him it j looked to ine like the girl that sings in the choir at our church, and pa said corse it is, and he went right In where she was and said, "pretty good show isn't it," and put out his baud to shake hands with her, but the woman! who tends to the stand came along and thought pa was drunk and said "old gentleman 1 guess you had better get out of here. This is for ladies only." Pa said he didn't care nothing about her lady's only, all he wanted was to converse with an acquaint ance, and then one of tne policemen came along and told pa he had bet ter go (town to the saloon where he belonged. Pa excused himself to the wax woman, and said he would see her later, and told the policemen if he would come out on the sidewalk he would knock leven kinds of stufliu outof.h'iui. The policeman told him that w ould lie all right, and I led pa away. He was offul mad. But it was the best fun when the lights went out. You see the electric light machine slipped a cog, or lost its cud, and all of a sudden the lights went out and itwas as dak as a squaw's pock et. Pa waufed t know what made it so'dark, and I told him it was not dark. He said boy don't fool me. You see I thougt it wouldbe fun to make pa believe lie was struck blituL so I told him his eyes must be wrong. He said do you mean to say you can see, and I told him everything. was plain as day, and I pointed out the different things, and explained them, 1 and walked pa along, and acted just as though I could see, and pa said it had come at last. He had felt for years as though he Would some day loose his eyesight and now it had come and he said he laid it all to that eondanmed. mineral water. After awhile they lit some of the gas burners, and pa said he could see a little, and wanted to go home, and I took him home. When he got out of the building he began to see things, and said his eyes were coming around all right. Pais the easiest man to fool ever I saw." "Well, I should think he would kill you," " said the grocery man. "Don't he never catch on, aud find out that you have deceived him!'' "O, sometimes. But about nine times in ten I can get away with him. Say, don't you want to hire me for a clerk?" The grocery man said that he had rather have a spotted hyena, and the boy stole a melon aud w ent away. Beautiful Tritute to a Wife. In contrast to Col. Ingersoli's funeral orations is the following letter, which Pev. Dr. G. A. Par tol sent to his people iu -Boston: For the first time, when at home and in health. I am not . at my post tor the Sunday service. My companion has ceased to draw that breath on earth which mortals ig norautly call life. Her spirit pass ed away yesterday toward night. Connected by blood and marriage with three, worshiping generations, and with as many ministers, of the West chureh, for nearly half a cent ury she has been herself, as much as her husband, your minister, and identified with' you all in a constant love and service. It is not enough to call her pure and sincere; she was incorruptible and incapable of untruth In dying she had no knowledge of death, but was trans lated 'not perceiving the chariot in which she sat. She slept on her way.."' Pain stayed" back from her pillow and she was all herself, smil ing to the last. Her individuality of nature and character suggests iai mortality, as her Wing here was nothing but duty. He ForgaYB Her. "No, Alfred, dear, I dare not, cannot let you kiss me." "You doubt my love, Estella An gelica? Then let the staVs fall and I will perish in the ruin of a busted universe!'' 'Not so, not so, my sweet." "Are yoii weary of me speak, speak!"' " No, but dearest, listen forgive me, Alfy, my own I I I I've been eating spring onions!" It was cruel, but his great love 1 nerved him to tender compassion. ST AT, BE THY COUSTUT'S, REV. DR. TALM4GE I "OUR RELIGION IS ; RIGHT INSIDE." ALL ISROOKLYX TAIiKItSACLK. There was a great throng gath ered at the Tabernacle yesterday day to hear Brooklyn's great preacher expound the gospel. Doctor Talmage seems to under stand how to cater to the tastes of urban people as well as possessing the knack of preaching and open ing the eyes of his congregation to tho widespread dishonest prac tices of the world at the present day. He chose for his text James v.; a part ol the 20th verse: "Faith without w orks is dead.V -' . 'Our religion," said he, "is 'al right- inside, but it comes to the surface wrong. We don't want a new religiou, but the old religion but the old religion applied in an opposite direction. People will tell how good they aie and of the many temptations they have overcome; thev are like the oceau craft, with an enormous spread of sail, but eveu with their mizzen spanker and fly ing jib, they have an unsuccessful voyage, for they lack tonnage. This, practical religion will not only rectify all merchandise, but will serve to make right all toil, and the time will come when a man will work as faith fully by the job as he does by the day. You can tell very well wheth er the hackinan is hired by the hour or by the excursion. If it is an excursion he drives very fast so that he can get another customer. All the styles . of work have to be inspected, ships inspect- edd, houses inspected, mechanism inspected; bosses to . watch the journeymen. Capitalists coming around unexpectedly to Avatch the bosses. Conductors of city cars soundi" g the punch bell to prove his honesty as a passenger hands uii to him a clipped nickel. All tilings must be watched aud in spected. Imperfections iu the wood covered with putty. Garments w arranted, only to be put ou tliree times, Shoes saudwitched' w pasteboard between tue souui leather. Diamonds for one dollar and a half. Bookbinding to last till you reach the third chapter. Spavined horses, dosed by jockies to make them look spry. Wagon tires put on to last a few daj s. Im perfect car wheels that halts the whole train with a hot box. I tell you, my friend, that that the law of man will never rectify these things; it will be the all pervading influence of the practical religion of Jesus Christ, that will make the change for the better. Yes, this practical religion will also go into agriculture, that isproverbally hon est, but needs to be rectified, and it will keep tho farmer from send ing to 'the Xew York market, veal that is tooyoiuig-to kill, and w hen the farmer farms his shares it will keep the man who does the work from- making the half three fourths, anil it will keep the farmer from building his rail fence on his rail fence on his neighbor's premis es, and it will make him shelter his cattle in the winter's storm, and and it will keep the old elder from working on Sunday afternoon in the new-ground where nobody sees hint. This practical religion, of which I speak, will come into the learned professions. The law yer will feel his responsibilities in defending innocence and arraiguing evil, and expounding laws; it will keep him from charging for briefs he never wrote and for pleas he never made, for any percentages he never earned, and for robbing widows and orphans because they are delenceless. Yes, this practi cal religion will come into the physi cian's life, and he will feel his re sooiisibility as the conservator of puhlic health, a profession so lion ored by the fact that Christ himself was a physician, and it will make him honest and when he does not understand a case lie wilt say so and not try to cover up lack of diagnosis with ponderous technical itics, or send the patient to a reck less drug store lxMMU.se the apothe cary on the prescriptions sent This practical religion will also come to newspaper men and it will help them in gathering up the news and it will help them in setting forth the best interests of society and it will keep them from putting the sins of the world iu larger type than its virtues, and its miseries rather than its achievements and will keep him from misrepresenting interviews with public men, and from starting suspicion that can never be allayed, aud will make them staunch friends of the op pressed instead of the oppressor. It will help humanity in all its walks of life. My friends, accept this religiou of Jesus Christ. Honor is the fortress which makes human character impregnable. THY GOD'S, AXD TBUTHS'." 18. 1883. The Poisoned Sausage. The old Dutchman slept placid ly. His head reclined iipou the table amid, some empty glasses, while his long white hair felf over his arm like a fleece of silver. A brace of medical students entered the saloon and glanced at the sleep- r. They noticed the end of a Bol ogna sausage peeping out of the ged man's pocket. Here was an opportunity for a practical joke which no regulated student could permit to escape. They secured the sausage aud ate it. Still the old man slept. Thev had him arous ed.'. He arose and prepared tode. part. I le missed the sausage. A wave of anguish swept over his mellow countenance. The joke was taking splendidly and the enjoy ment of the young men ws keen. The old man searched all his pock ets, nuder the table and under the stove. The look of auguish was rapidly assuming an expression of horror. The students were positive being consumed by the inex pressible fun of it all. At last the old man gave up the search, aud, approached the bartender, said in tones of intense excitement: "I had a sausage. Did you see him? "Yaw." . "Did you take him?'' "Xein." "Thunder nut blixon! Dot vas poisoned to kill rats! I think it vas tangerous to leaf him round loose!" Immediately that saloon contain ed the sickest pair of students in Baltimore. A physeian was sum moned, emetics administered to the sufferers, who were enduring ill the agonies resulting from too much strychnia, and tthev were just pulled through, they were as sured, by the skin of their teeth. hen it was all over, the poor fellows were pronounced out of danger, the old-man depaited. At the door he turned and Hung back this parting shot: Dot sausage vas as good tint nice ss never vas It vas not poisoned. I dink you heaf to raise up a leedle arly mit de day veil you blay de hoke on ine. 1 dink de laff vas on in v side mit de house!" True, True! Times Will Change. Twenty years ago, if a private gentleman had taken up a public print and seen his house laid bare, fV he names of his private friends and what they were regaled with in his dining-room w armed up for the public palate, he would have asked satisfaction from the editor who dared to take such liberties with his household gods to set them up ior a public snow. A man s house was then his castle. There was a feudal spirit in the home, per vading good society. It is no lon ger so. A man's house is the pub lic's. All may gaze at his pictures, sec his plate, count his dishes, enumerate his servants, and report price lists of his wines. There is nothing hid from the publicity there of. Hid! Who desires to live the private life? What is the thing expected? Editors are expected to give the finishing touch to the en tertaiment by a swelling notice m the next day s paper, and columns of such matter would not be too much for those w ho attended to read. Vauitas vanitatum. Twen tv years ago, had a gentleman seen his sister's name printed in lull as Miss So-and-so, ot Such-and-such street (oh, vulgar of vulgar!) he would have settled with the editor in very short, if not sharp, fashion but now! Nothing more 'pleases a charming young lady than to see herself iu print; to hear herself described au tout personnelle, in detal, eveu to the hair ol an eye brow or the curve of a nostril. His Own Grandfather. A young man, w ho is his own father, explains,through the press: 'I married a widow who had a grown-up daughter My father visited our house very offeu,feIl in love with my daughier and man ied her. So my father became my son-in-law, and my step-daughter my mother, Iteeause she married my father. "Sometime afterward . my wife had a son. He is my father's brother-in-law and my uncle, for he is the brother of my step-mother. My father's wife, namely, my step mother hail a son. He is my broth er, aud at the same time my grand child, for he is the son of my daugh ter. My wife is my grandmother, for she is mother's mother. I am my wife's husband and grandchild at the same time; and as the hus band of a persou's grandmother is his grandfather, I am my own grandfather. "During the honeymoon a man can come home from a lodge at a late hour, faU down, roll under the bed and tell his wife that he is looking for his collar button, but after that period the explanation wears an extremely ganzy appear ance." The expenses of the Government in the star rout cases up to the present time are estimated at 350, 000. The sjiecial prosecutors get 3400 a day and 30 a day for their expenses? The total cost is 1,000 a day, exclusive of the cost of the witnesses. Over 300 witnesses have been summoned by the prose cution, most of them from west of the Mississippi, involving an outlay of nearly $150,000. ROBT. INGERSOLL. WHAT THE INFIDEL HAS TO SAY OF DEATH. UK Git Oil's ELOQVKST. Again we are face to face with the great mistery that shrouds this world. We question, but there is no reply. Out on the wide waste seas there drifts no spar. Over the deseit of death the sphinx gazes forever but never speaks. In 'the very May of life another hearts has ceased to Iteat. Night has. fall en upon uoon But he lived, he loved, he was loved.'-.Wife and children pressed their kisses on Tiis lips. This is .nough. The long est life coutains ho more. This fills the vase of joy. He who lies here clothed with the perfect peace of death, was a kind and loving husband ami gooif father a generous negihlior, au honest man; -and these words build a inouuuient 'of glory above the humblest grave. ' He' was always a child sincere aud frankas lull of hope as Spring. He divided Vull tune into to-day and to morrow. To-morrow was without a cloud, and of to-rnor- row he borrowed sunshine for today;-' ' .' - ' , - - V ' . He was my frlefid. lie will re main so. The Iiviug ojfc become estranged the dead are true. ' He was not a Christian. In the Eden of his hope there did not crawl and coil the serpent of etern al pain. In . many languages he sought thethoughts of iiht, and lor himself he solved the problems of the world. lie accepted the pliih osophy ofAuguste Comte, Human ity-was his God the .human race the Supreme lieing. In thatSu preme Being he rested. He believ ed that we are indebted 'for what we enjoy to the labor, t he sel denial the heroism of the human race, and that as we have plucked the fruit of what others tdaiiteil, we, in thankfulness, should plant for oth ers yet to be. With immortality was the eternal consequences of his own good acts. He believed that every 2001I though!, every disinterested deed, hastens the bar est of universal good. This is a re ligion that enriches poverty, that enables us to bear, the "sorrows of the saddest life, thnt peoples even solitudes with the. -happy millions yet to be -a religion born not of selfishness ami fear, but of love a'nl h o p o the religion that digs wells to slake the thirst of others-that gladly , bears the burdens of the unborn. In the presence of death, how be liefs and dogmas wither and decay; how loving words anil deeds . burst into blossom. Pluck lrom the tree of any life these flowers, and there remains but the barren thorns of bigotry and creed. . All wishes for happiness beyond this life. AlP'bope - to meet again the loved and lost. In every heart grows this sacred llower of eternal hope. 'Immortality is a -word that hope through all ages has been whispering to love. The miracle of thought we cannot understand'. The mystery of death and 'hope we canuot -comprehend. This chaos called the Wijrld has never been ex. plained. The golden bridge of life from gloom emerges and on shad ow 'rests. Beyond this we do not know. Fate is speechless destiny i.s dumb and the secret of the fu ture has never yet been told. e love, we wait, we hope. The more we love, the more we fear. Upon the tenderest heart the deepest shadows fall. AH paths, , whether tilled with thorns or fiowers, end here, llefe-succcssand failure are same. The -rag of, wretchedness and the purple robe" of jkiwci -loose (liticrence and distinction in mis democracy of .-death, ..-Character alone survives.. (Joodness alone lives. Love alone is immortal.'' But to all there comes a time when fevered lips vf life- long for the cool, delicious kiss of death. Tired of the dust and glare of day, they here with joy the rustling gar mentsofthe night. , ' y Whal can we say of death? What can we say of the dead? Where they have gone, leason eunnot go, and from thence revelation has not come. But let us lelieve that over the cradle nature Im-ikIs and smiles, and lovingly aliove the dead in la-ri edict ion holds her outstretched hands. Saied Only To Be Lost. ASTOEV THAT KXlt.S SO SADLY AS TO CAUSK THE HEAKTTO DEOP with A m ix Turn. . i "Kiss me, darling." Richard Irwin had toiled slowly and wearily up the two flights of stairs which led to the ' ioor abode and looked long and lovingly into the pale but bean tiful face of the girl who had given up parents, home and everything that had made life bappj to become his wife. And NUMBER 17 as she stood there, her soft white arms twined lovingly around his neck and her deep hazel eyes up raised to his, he saw that she had been weeping, aniljiround the wan drooping liiw that in the happy by gone days wereso'wlc raised, pouting merrily the wliilejd i?C kissed by his own, there were trac- jjes of pie. Richard Irwin shudder ed as he tlrew the utw?, yielding form still more closely to him. unde wept bitter, scalding tears ol pain to think that his wife, Cly tie Stiggms, Boston born and bred a girl wjio red habitually Enier- sou and whose essay ou the theory of horizontal cleavage iu red sand stone was ouly excelled by her pa per on the fauna of the pliocene leriod should .be reduced to eat-! ing pie iu the morning. And while he was wrapped in these painful reveries Clytie raised her head from his bosom, One gl since told her all. r lou are suffering, mv darlii she said. 'Can you not tell your wife, of your sorrow!" lnie, It is nothing," Richard replied, kissing her tenderly, 'Lemon pie, too,'' he murniujred, iu hoarse, agonized tones, as his lips le ft hers. ''My God ! This is teri ble." Just then a noise as of some oue dragging himself slowly aud weari ly up the stairs-was heard. Pres ently it ceased, and a messenger boy kicked open the door, and walk ing t o where Richard Irwin sat handed him a telegram. He tore open the envelope with trembling hands and read the" message, the 1hv liHikingover his shoulder to see that everything was all right. "We are saved, Clytie," he said, iti low, broken tones. "Your fath er is dead, and all his mackerel iish is yours." "Yes," murmured the girl, kneel ing besides the chair on which her husband sat. "We . are saved, Richard saved by acanthoptery gi an fish of the scomberoid family. Its body is fusiform, its first dorsal tin cont inuous, and its branchioste- gal rays are seven iu nuniber"-and then, looking up Buddeuly, she saw that the man she loved so well, and for w hom she would havo sacrificed her life, was lying cold and pulse less across the chair. j She had talked him to death. Does the World Miss Any j One? An exchange gives the following truthful and beautiful answer to the above question: .Not long. The best and most useful of ns will soon Iks forgotton. Those who to-day are lill iiiir it lartro olaco iu the w orld's regard will pass away from the reineiubrance of man in a few mouths, or, at t he furthest, in a few years alter the grave is (covered over the remains. We aiv shed ding tears above a new-mailo grave and wildly cryiug out in our grief that loss is irreparable; yet in a short time the tendrills of love have entwined around other sup ports and we no longer jnis the one who is gone. So passeiiii:J.he world. But there are those to whom, a loss is beyoud repair. There are men from whose memo ries no -womaii'M smile can cwwc the recollections of the sweet .face that has given "up-all its beauty at death's icy. touch. There are women whose pb'ghtcd faith extend beyond the grave, and j drives away as profane thoso who would entice them f rom a worship of their buried -love. Such loyalty, how ever, is hidden away fromjthe pub lic gaze. ' The world, sweeps oulc sides and around the m, and cares not to look upon uiiobtrudiug grief. It curves a lute and j rears stone over the (load, and hast ens away to offer hoitiaire to the living. j j Only Pray. If a little child should come np to its f at her and sornmencn to jw? dressing him. thus: "O father, I acknow ledge thee to bo niy 1 parent very strong, exceedingly wise, and womlerously good; thou own est all this house and rulest thy family with equity; thou hast brought me up from infancy, furn ished my tood and clothing," etc.; and finally after going on tbiis, tell ing his father what he wax and what he had done, , could do suid would do, to the extent, of about ten minutes more, would by , asking for a penny that child would lie very likely to have its ears boxed. And it cannot be nothing but the infinite grace and long suiTering of our Father in heaven tbuit save! some of the long-winded, pompous, theological proiounder8 of prayer, that are so frequently heard from the pulpit and pew, from receiving merited rebuke, and chastisement from Him. It can be nothing else. Therefore, when yon pray do not l air your theology, do ot display -- your oratory, do not d anything . ! else than pray. j I - ! To pardon those absurdities in ourselves which we cannot Buffer in others is neither better nor worse tnan to be mere willing to be fools ourselre tha n fc have others so. WILSON ADVANCE -:o.- KATES OK ADVKKTISrNO. On Inch, One latcrtloo (I on. ... t 80 1 gti i ( w uou vw aunu mx jiODtbi Od Your Liberal DiaoouaU wtu be meJe fur Larw AdTwUMOMnta and for Contracts by the Tcer Gua. mxat acoompwur alt AdverUimnenu unleai rood referenoe la tlwn. . THOUGHT -RIPPLES :o:- ON THE THROBBING IK' KAN OF SENTIMENT. D rfr rrixo 11 k r- ifa r i. gander is the poisonous ft mm r tho envenomed mouth of malice Gold W l',e l'urts,i'' hWes oil .i ,r J ,s from the eyes of the world. . ,. - ON th shadow of ill tem- er which s Vs outUieM,,,ULt Hf the soul. NHe goldcu Mpv ?weeKvgrt,;r Perseverauvi which puts in u i.-;nop ine steed of success. A smile in sle , is the reflected gleam of a love ripple ti)ou the cur rent of a dream. A dotermiued look in the fact ot duty frequently hides from us the darkest scowl of trouble. i A meteor, flashing through space, . is the funernl of some dead star on iU way to everlasting burial. Sympathy is that rorirhient flood, which baptizes the uight of disap pointment with -refreshing wafers. J The .evening star is the messen ger the sky sends forth to herald the approach of the army of shad, ows. . Sarcasm is the thorn which is left, when the frosts of ill nature have withered al of the soul's sweet flowers. Wrinkles are the furrows which ' age plows across the face, when it begin s tojnake ready for the eteniis harvest. Dimples on a lady's face are I In eddies in the stream ofltcuiitv. around which the lovliest waters ot witchery ripple. . Charity is of the erfiime wbih comes from the sweetest and rarest and loveliest flower that blooms la the human heart. Respect for woman is that grand avenue which leads to the pinnacle of an elevated manhood. Lose that and the avenue is closed forever. A blush on a maiden's cheek is the ruby signal nature makes when the least infringement has Ihhmi made ujioh the hallowed domain of modesty. 1 r - A pun is the silver thread in the needle of conversation, which gives a radiant and .embroidered stitch to the whole-texture of a social en tertairimcnt. : - ' Kind words are the sunbeams of a good heart andthej ai radiate life with fringes of lustre mid ding a halo of angelic beauty around human character. Friendship is that rare flower which blooms us sweetly and us beautifully amid the DecemlierH of , misfortune as it docs amid the ge ' nial Mays of prosjterity. A woman's influence m that blessed season which I iim'iis Hlid mellows with luciotiH flavour the sweetest and - purest feelings that ever budded and blossomed in tli human breast. . , Ive is the odor-laden wreath of marriage, and when it u worn, dripping with the dews of devotion. it makes life gleam with heaven- borrowed hues of happiness, and breathe the very atmosphere of the sweetest and sercnest jm-iici'. Amo'her's tone of cmleai incut lingers in the memory forever, and long after he is gone, and oflcii 'amid the nlecpleiM watches of tlte night" its echo comes back Kwet er than the strains of recollected music, and brings a benediction aa pure as that which folio prayer. Death is the tunnel through which all must pass to reach the Immortal life lie'voud. To the chris tian it is gloiy-lit from end to end with the rosy gleams of celestial lamps, held by waiting angels. But to t he jduncr, it.M bkea'hole in tin night dark and full of hhadoHK, and heavy with the fog of doubt and dread dispair. . ccusation and distrimt from those we love, like lead sinking in to the IxiHoiu of the sea without iuflling the surface of the water, goes down and down and down into the lowest eaverns of the heart, and from those sorrow-reefed caves uo eye-messengers come lack to repeat the story of the deep hidden ebbing which are surging ls lotr. ; The holiest feelings arc thosi which rise from the heart at a mother's grave, and the sweeteMt memories of life are those which enshrine the little acts of affection ate devotion we have shown to her. And when the grave death a ever lasting prison-bouse has closed over her its sodded doors forever, these memories will then l glorlou star-beams of comfort, twinkling down upon the dreary night of sepa ration, lending their softening light to brighten the gloom of the hours.
The Wilson Advance (Wilson, N.C.)
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