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11 V 4 oeinarle 0 T jjMiG iiir ; Ji. li.Mci ' . ! i : . I 1 - . . ( ! 1 - i . .,,. , , .1.. . , E. L. 0. WAED, Editor and Proprietor. I I ! Tlie Organ of the Roanoke and Albemarle Sections. TEBME ? $2.00 Per Tear, in Advance. . l 1 ' . ' . - ; t ' : . i i h - V i VOL. IV. I MURFEEESBORO N. C THURSDAY. NOVEMBER 21. 1878. i NO. 4. . , , ..I i 1 . i i i ! .' GU DSCRIPTION : (in '. advance.) "'; One Year....; f .......2 00 1 .10 Elx Months. S.njle Copies, Five qents eacb. I ! Any person sending: a club of live sub- Bcrlbers. accompanied by tne cash, win recelvt one copy free for one year. ADVERTISING RATES i SPACE, j 1 Incn.. t Inches 8 Inches 4 inches 3tf Cotrt i w.2 w.ii nx 2 mj I 3 m. m. i y. $1 oo $1 50 $100 400 000 $7 00 12 00 1100 i!0 00 55 0(' 45 00 TO 00 $12 001 18 00! 24 00! 30 00; 50 00 j 2 00 sou 400 5 00 10 00 15 00 300 4 00 500 800 14 CO 20 01 7001 15 00 20 0i into 70 00 U5 00 i Col.... Transient advertisements payable In advance. 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The ALBEMARLE ENQUIRER is tho oniclal organ or llertrord cjrc ana xsormamptoa counties, and has a mrtrer uiation in r.ei tu Northampton, Hertford and Gates counties than any paper published, it also circulates ilh thirty-seven otlier coun lie s, and us an AD- KKTWMi MEDIUM 13 Eastern Carolina. second to no paper in r" A cross mark on yonr paper Indicates that yur pxn.red. or Is due. We subscription has dfinand prompt pay-i ictnta. as we need what Is dtie us to enable us to carry on our business Promises are worthless unl Bcrlptlon Is a small amount more successfully unlefes lultllied. A sub- to a subscriber, but put togemer. uiey art? please remit. considerable to us. so JOB PRINTING of all kinds done In the best styles, and at fig times. ! ures to suit the STATIONERY, CARDS, envelopes; BILL ! HEADS, LETTER HEADSj, ." J j rurnuvitsu iw uu- nuui -ou i notice. Address a'l or. i era to the ENQUTEER, 1 i JUjurfresboro( N. C j Professional Carets. W. C. BO WEN, ATTOItNEY-Al'-LAW, Jackson, N. C. Practices In Northampton &Ad adjoining coun ttes. Prompt attention to collection In all parts oi tne btate. E. I. C. WARD, ATTORNEY-A1 LAW, Jiurfreesboro, N. C. Practices In Hertford and adjoining counties. and m the eUDi eme and Fede .rai courts. Prompt attention to collections, J. J. YEATES, ATTORNEY-. AT' -LaW, Murfreesboro, N. C, I Practices In the Superior, Supreme and Fed- eral courts. D. A. DABKES, ATTORNEY-A -LAW, MO j-feesboro, N. C. Practices In Hertford and adjoining counties and in the Supreme and edcral courts. prompt attention 10 collection. T. IK. JEBNIUAN, ATTORNEY-. AT-LAW. : . j Harrellsvllle. N. C. j Collections made In any part of the State. 1 ! TO II W. MCOnE, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, Plkch Landing, N. C. j Pract ce8 in the Superior, eral t'onrts. Supreme, and Fed- Prompt attention to Collections B. B. HIXBOBSE, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW. Winton. N. C. I Pr-intloea In nerlford nnd adlolnlng counties. collections ma le In any part of North Caro lina. n. c. r. CAnpnELi VI 3 M W w a- H M H MURFiJEESBORO. N, U $ 404)jl 000 6 00 8 00 8 00 12 00 10 00 14 00 20 00 25 00 3U Oil 85 OU 40 Oij &0 00 -t HIGHT AMONG THE HILLS. SostUl! SoetiU! The night comes down on Tale and bill So strangely still, I cannot close My eyes in sleep ! No watchman goes About the little town to keep All safe at night. I cannot sleep ! i - -I t So dark ! So dark ! Save here and there a flittering spark, The firefly's tiny lamp, that makes The dark more dense. My spirit quakes With terrors vague and undefined ! I see the hills loom np behind. So near! So near! Those solemn mountains, grandly rear. Their rocky summits ! Do they stand , Like sentinels to guard the land? -Or jailers, fierce and grim and stern, To shut us in tUl day return ! j 1 1 hear a sound, A chirping faint, low on the ground; A sparrow's nest is there. I know The birdlings flew three days ago; Yet still return each night to rest And sleep in the forsaken nest. No fear ! No fear ! Sleep, timid heart ! Sleep safely here ! A million helpless creatures rest Securely on Earth's kindly breaet; While Night her solemn silence keeps, He wakes to watch who never sleeps. Mountain Mystery. "All along the mountain. Impossi ble!" "Jack, you see those deer skins lying there ohi the ground?" "That's what I should call them without further examination." 4 4 Jjust 'as distinctly as you see those, I saw footprints all along the mountain side, and up to the very fountain head of a little stream that flows down through yonder valley." "A.woman's footprints, did you say ?" "Yes, ja woman's, small and beauti fully made." "Some of those lowland berry girls, in search of blueberries." "That is good logic, Jack, but I don't see it in that light. In the first placed there are no blueberries within! three miles of the mountains; in the second. no girl, unless lost, would venture so far alone in the dense forest." "Very strange, indeed !" "To-morrow, if you have no objec tions ITll go up, and we will investi gate the mountain nymph's footprints. And who knows but we may catch the fairy creature by some of those little cascades, lier dainty feet buried in the white foam, combing down her long, dark tresses. ! "Xowl, Harry, to tell the truth, I'd sooner ttxpect to find a meeting house up there than a woman. Were those tracks newly made?" "Yes; it had rained very hard only yesterday, and the swollen stream had washed jthe sand over the ground in many plkces. They were made after the rain." "Now, Harry, ain't you mistaken? Were they not deer tracks?" "Perhaps ; if she is as beautiful as her footprints she must certainly he somebody's dear." "Have it your own way, Harry, but give us a light for this Havana, and call it even." The two speakers in the above con versation were Jack Danforth and Har ry Littleton, two college students spen ding their vacation in the quiet town of Linsdale, long noted for its wild ro mantic scenery, and rich hunting grounds. The beautiful level surface of the town, from a distance, resembled a prett' green foot stool for the proud old mountain towering above it. Harry's handsome face of late was marred with a sad expression, a look of inquiry that none could read. Perhaps he was not feeling well; sad news from home, or likely enough he had not re vealed all he had seen on tlie moun tain. Jack was all life and jolity. ready to find or to make fun out of everything that came along. Hunting and fishing holds an endless charm few can understand as well as the young student just from the school room. With the additional excitement, this last excursion was doubly interesting. They took an early start next morning with knapsacks, guns, and three days' rations. Long ere the sun had with drawn its long, golden fingers that pointed in here and there, through the heavv tree tops, dropping tits oi gold an samphire over the beautiful mossy surface beneath. Jack was fully con vinced of the truthfulness of Harry's statement. They even found pieces of fabric clinging to the underbrush in several places. Once, where the earth had been removed in search of ground nuts, they saw distinctly the print of a woman's hand. Through all the pleasant month of October, Jack and Harry fished the mountain streams, trapped the careless bruin, shot the gentle deer, but could never solve the mystery of the moun tains. The last day came, and a lovelier one none need ask for. Indian summer had bound with a spell, and emptied her vials of beauty over earth and sky, hleroMng them together in one great wholel A day when flowers nod and smile at every passer by, when hasting brooks tell tales and laugh, and all the leaf spirit silently commune one with another, and the heart of man is filled with joy and love and praise to the God of nature for life and all its" surround ings.' ' : ' ) ' ; Jack and Harry were not blind to all this loveliness and concluded to leave the mountain early in the day and en joy the open field scenery. They were to separate and leave the mountain in two different directions. Just before starting they built a fire at the foot of a very high ledge, toasted their fish, and ate their hard biscuit, lighted their ' ci gars, and sprawled out, boy fashion,on the ground. The smoke soon wreathed about their heads, curled, and rolled off up among the trees. Harry gave an extra puff, raised his eyes to watch it mount the air, when he caught a glimpse of the most beauti ful face he had ever seen, gazing down upon! them from the perpendicular rock some forty feet directly above them. "By Jove, Jack, look up!" "Good Heavens, Harry, who and what, and where did she come from?" "We must know, we must find her. Nymph or maiden, that was too fair a face for this wild place." They clambered up the ragged rocks with all possible speed until they had reached the summit. No one there, no trace yes, here across a bed of tine, damp moss, are the same footprints. That and no more. All the afternoon, until nightfall, they traversed the n ountain near and far, all their efforts proving fruitless. The next day Jack and Harry willed their hunting apparel to the farmer's two growing sons, and returned to school four weeks older, if not wiser. Fourteen years previous to the com mencement of this narrative, in a quiet Quaker village in the town of M , might be seen a pretty wrhite cottage, with plain white curtains, an open work oorch over the front door,covered with woodbine and scarlet runners. On a rustic seat, beneath the old elm in the yard, might often be seen two young parents conversing together and look ing very happy, while their little four-year-old, blue-eyed and golden-haired, chased the butterflies over the green, or gathered bouquets of blue bells and honeysuckles, all stemless and tightly pressed in dimpled baby hands, for papa and mamma. Baby Lottie, as she was called, was a child of great prom ise, and the pet of the village. Every Sunday found Baby Lottie seated with her parents at the church, dressed in her little plain drab gown and tiny Quaker bonnet. In the seat just back sat another family, with a black-eyed, roguish little fellow, two years older than Lottie, who often grieved his par ents and jarred the equilibrium of those silent meetings by reaching his foot through under the front seat and kick ing the little slipper-shod foot just peeping in sight, causing the little Quaker bonnet to bob around, and re proachful glances from beneath bon nets Df a larger size. Nevertheless, the Sundays came and went, and with them Willie Landseer and Lottie Danvers, to "the old brown church 'and home again. Tlie months gathered and numbered many. The years were filled and counted off,while the little Quaker maid slowly and sweetly blossomed into womanhood. William was a handsome, promising young man, with the exception of one great phrenological failing, a lack of firmness, which often put all his good resolutions to rout, and left him to drift down the stream helpless and alone. He olten wished to break from the restiaint that held him within the lines of the calm and peaceful 'Quaker discipline. From his childhood he had loved the fair Charlotte, and now that they were betrothed, she was dearer than ever. He would leave his home lor her, the home of his childhood, and seek his fortuue. He w ould go to Ver mont, purchase a large tract of un cleared lan t, fell the heavy timber, build a log cabin, then return to his na tive state, and claim his beautiful bride. With these resolutions he repaired to the home of Charlotte, where he found her singing and spinning, seated ut the little flax wheel out under the old elm. It was nigh the close of day. The rays of the setting sun tinged with gold the soft brown tresses that fell in heavy ringlets over her shoulders of ' lilly whiteuess; one small slippered foot worked the busy wheel, while the silk en flax yielded to the magic touch of fairy fingers, and filled the flyers with shining thread. "Lottie, I've been thinking of thee ail day." "Well, William, what were thy thoughts; surely good ones if from thy heart?" "I will leave that for thee to say, Lottie. I have been thinking that one year will soon pass away, when our wedding day will find us without a home a little home of our own, I mean: Brother John, up in Vermont, writes me to ccme nnd pun! ise land beside him, and settle on it. .What dost 1 thou sav to that, dearest?" , 4 "William,I,believe thee will do what is right and for the best. If thou dost, it will be well with us." They bade each other farewell. Wil liam came to Vermont,bought his farm and prepared his home for the little quaker maid.: t ' r. - I would have the remainder of this life picture forever veiledi ' But no, it must be held up as an awful wkrnirig a proof that "the way of the trans gressor is hard." Within six months Charlotte received a letter1 informing her of her false lover's marriage. '1 - Nft"Woid of mine can express the an guish of that poor broken heart, i No word of complaint, no bitter words es caped her lips. She only said : "I hope William will be prospered, but I know he never will." After the lapse of a few weeks, Char lotte one day came to her mother and said : "Mother, my heart aches to-day ; I wish thee could spare me from home aJ week or two; 1 would like to go over the mountain and visit Uncle John's." "Yes, child, thee can go. . Thy cou sins will w elcome thee gladly. But hadn't thee better allow thy father to take old Bann and carry thee over? Thou art not feeling exceedingly well, child, and ten miles' walkover eu-h a mountain may weary thee overmuch." "Take no thought of me,dear mother. I will return to thee in two weeks, our Father willing." Two weeks passed, three and four, and still Charlotte came not. "Father, thou must saddle old Bann, and go for our daughter. I have a strange foreboding that all is not well.' The father went, only to learn the startling news that she never had reached there. Search was immedi ately made, but no trace cf her could be found. The pleasant autumn passed by, and the chilling snows of winter came and found the grief-stricken par ents still childless. The long, cord winter wore slowly away, leaving the earth bare and cheerless for younger, fresher hands to array again in robes of beauty. One beautiful day in May there came to this saddened home a young man faint and weary, begging a morsel of bread and a night's lodging, which was most willingly granted. The mor row found him wild and unable to rise from his bed. A physician was imme diately called who pronounced it brain fever. His name and residence was unknown, but those kind-hearted, hos pitable people said "This young man must have care. If the good Lord has directei his footsteps to our door, he must remain. We will be father and mother to him in this hour of need." After long weeks of severe illness and kind attendance, the wandering mind was restored to reason. He gave his name as Harry Littleton, and said the last he remembered he left his study room, with a severe pain in his head, and directed his footsteps towards his boarding house, some twenty miles from this place quite a long walk to take before breakfast. His host and hostess bade him remain with them un til he was fully recovered and ae to return to his studies, which kindness he accepted with many tears and a wry thankful heart. As soon as he became strong enough to converse freely the kind matron inquired if he remembered any of his strange conversations while ill. He had no remembrance, and re quested her to repeat some of it. She told him he talked incessantly of the mountain's mysterious footprints, beau tiful face, and so on. He then related to her the strange story of the previous autumn, and said it was no idle fancy; that he could bring his chum Jack Dan foith, who would affirm hisassertions. When he had finished the staid Quaker turned to his wife and said : "Wife, thy thoughts are my thoughts. I will go." As soon as Harry was strong enough to travel he guided the sorrowing fa ther to the ledge where he saw the beautiful face, and there within a few yards of the rock, beside the roots of an upturned tree, lay bleaching a little heap of bones, a few shreds of checked linen, pieces of the very dress she wore away on the fatal day. That was all that was left on earth of poor Char lotte. Whether she was killed by the wolves, or lost her way and died of starvation, will forever remain a mys tery. ; ' ; Jack and Harry saw the footprints, and thought they saw a face, which proved to be a guide to the remains of the once beautiful Charlotte. What of the faithless William? He labored early and late on ins iarm uesiue nis brother, and true as the words of the sweet Quaker maid,; he could not be prospered. While his brother became wealthy and liappy, he grew poor and miserable At last his farm was mort gaged and sold, his family scattered, and alter a long and ' miserable hermit life, he died. alone in 'a little log but, in a distant State. j A man may say too much even upon A Startling Calculation. It requires ten-directed blows with an ordinary boot-jack to kill the aver age cat; and at the distance f; a foot, the chances are ten to one thatyou will miss the cat. If you don't believe it, try it. Secure the cat by a string one foot long, so as to give the cat plenty of play, and after a week's practice you will consider that a scant estimate for the cat. Therefore, at a distance of one foot, it will require one hundred bootj acks. But your chances of killing the cat decrease as the square of the dist ance increases. This is an axiom in natural philosophy, and a fundamental truth of fell nology. Therefore, at a distance of ten feet, it will require ten thousand. Again, the force of the pro jectile decreases as the square of jthe distance increases. Ten squares equal 106, 10,000x100, 1,000,000, equals numb er of boot-jacks on this count. But then the darkness of night .decreases thej chances of a fair hite two to one. Hence at night, it will require 10,000, 000 boot-jacks. Fourthly, the Tomcat being black, decreases the chances twenty to one, according to the well known rule of optics. Fourth count 200,000,000. At this stage of our solution we will leave the domain of science and draw a couple of logical inferences. First, after a man has hurled 200,000,000 boot jacks he will be old, as w e shall here after show, and very feeble. Yfe hav noj means of knowing how much his projecting forces decrease or his aim fail. But, at a very fair allowance the chance from these two causes would decrease in the ratio of 100 to 1. Count fifth, 20,000,000,000. It is true that 20, 006,000,000 boot-jacks thrown round promiscuously might afford the cat al most invincible shelter, but to save paper, we will suppose this to diminish the chances only as ten to one. Count six and answer, 200,000,000,000. It is true the man might imbrove in his aim, but the cat would improve equally in his dodging. Now, suppose Adam to have thrown, on a average, 500 per day. This is a liberal estimate when we make no allowance for Sundays, "bums", mending his breeches, blowing op Eve, etc. He would have a job of 1,030,220 years. At present the cat would be 1 185th dead. Or, suppose the weapons to contain one square foot of inch pine, and six eight-penny nails. The lumber, third clear, would cost $26 per 1000 feet, or $5,200,000. And the nails, 15, 400.000,000 pounds at three cents per pound would cost $462,000,000. These figures are startling. If ever a Tom cat is killed, it is by a special intervention of Divine Providence. Cultivation of the Olive. Whatever may be said with respect to the possibility of making the cultiva tion of the tea plant profitable In the United States, and it is doubtful wheth er we could grow tea as cheaply a we can impart it, there is every reason to believe that the olive could be success fully added to the list of our industries It has been grown in California and South Carolina, and might be introduc ed without any fear of failure in any of the lower tier of the southern states. The cultivation of the olive extends all over Asia Minor, Syria, grows wild on the flanks of the Himalayas, and one species of it is hardy enough to with stand the severest winters of the Cri mea. Our imported olives and the oil expressed from thern come from the Mediterranian shores of France anddif i ferent parts of Italy, which has a mil lion and a quarter acres of olive orchards and exports annually of olive, oil alone from thirty to forty millions of gallons. The Mediterranian olives, unlike those of the Crimea, are half hardy,, the trees suffering greatly if the temperature in winter falls below 10 degree.-. The olive would, therefore, be unsuited to the climate of Maryland, but could be easily grown in Southern Virginia, the Carol ina, Georgia, Louisiana a.id Flori da. The immense demand for the fruit and the oil of the olive should give a stimulus to its cultivation in the states adapted to it. An acre of land planted in olives will yield when the trees are in full bearing 1,600 pounds of olive oil, or, roughly speaking, 756 quarts. As a quart flask of oil will easily sell lor a dollar by retail in this country, the margin of profit would obviously be very great. A Family Afloat. During the late rain storm in North western Pennsylvania, Mr. George Kandall, whose house was upon the bank of the creek at North Springfield. Erie county, suffered the loss of all his earthly possession, which, though not large, yet like the "widows mite," constituted all his living, and narrowly and almost miraculously escaped wi h his life. Mr. Kan Jail's family consists of a wife and child about two years of ago. At about 3 o'clock Mr. Kandall was awakened by the rushing of the waters, and on arising and drawing on a pair of overalls lying i-ear, he com uieuced picking up things from the Jorrf and pl-cirg thfnVon the tableyto pro tect them from the water which had cojmm meed to enter his house. Supposing the worst was past he mado no attempt to escape. In an instant the tidal wave caused by the breaking of the dams a iove, struck his dwelling, and it floated away and was dashed witfi such rrioleuce against the railroad emhankme it thut it was crushed like a paper hou se and the inmates hurled into thle se ithlng flood. The current causedjby the waters rushing through the aqueduct, which was now nearly or luite fill, drew in the shattered fragments of the house. The strug gling family were swept through the aqueduct, a distance of some flfteen rod ?; I and 1 on emerging at the lower side the 1 u&band descried the wife boiling th5 child clasped in her arms! floating ne lr him. Fortunately at that insiant a log came sweeping by, and seizingj it v ith one hand and his wife wit ti the otjher, they drifted down with the current until they struck a cluster of willow trees and affected a landing wh ire Ithej' remained till rescued the nes t morn ng. The wreck occurred about half-past three, and the rescue about half-past five in the morning. At ear yjdawi it! was discovered that the hoii se vas gone and search was Irame diai ely Instituted for the inmates.They were soon iliscovered and no time was lps ) in providing means for the rescue. Tin; J telegraph operator, fastening a rope about his body, one end of which wa held ly the spectators on the shore, plunged ir to the Hood and reached in safety the jtrees where Mr. Kandall and family; were. The rope was then fas tened at both ends, and Mr. Kandall, tying his c hild upon his back, started for the slu:re, which he reached with hisprecioijs freight in safety. Return ing in! a iimilar. manner, he brought his .wife fo the shore, and thus the whale) family were rescued, but nearly in as destitute circumstances as when the madeltheir advent upon this mun dane sphe e. Lace flaking.. I russelsjL Belgium, is chiefly knowrt in America from being the source of product of that article which the ladies are fond jj "describing as "real lace." LaeeL n these modern days, makes it presence known in Brussels by appear ing' in myriads of shop windows, and tempting he eye and threatening the pb4ketbooc on every side. It is a great sight to visit a lace iactory anu see mo patient workers fashioning this lace,, wh'icli looks so line but Involves such' terrible la jor. The girls begin work at six yeai s of age, and gradually ac quire prof ciency in handling the bob bi lis or pitying the needle uutildeath or wojrnout evesight ends their toil audit tedious neris. I was shown one piece 'of lace that at, which ain old woman was working covered a breadth of but three inches, et in this space there were over fou hundred threads, each at- taqhed td ts bobbin, all of which she was skill lly twisting, turning and fastening krnong the thousand or more pins stud into a cushion which formed the plan tof the work. This looked dit- fie lit fenoilgh, yec I was told that only the, coarier laces were mafe in this way n hat ttie finer ones had all to ith the needle and by hand, were other patient toilers be made anu t iei usiing their needles with thread as fii e- as it nair tb work out the gossimer fa- brEc that fiad such an electric influence over the emale mind. Talk of tho VSttnglpfHthe 'Shirt;" that "stitch, stitch, stitchy f tiough hard enough, is noth- in'to thil. There they worked, twen- tv-itive wdmen, of all ages, in a room. ve wmi I of tile Sonne rn bent alinost.doub;e,othM' with magnilying glasses, some wiu 1 . 1 IM !!.. . stilangj?, ) iiervous twitehe, that con- L 1 4 ! '.'.Mi . . 1 1 . .. . . '. .. vupeq;;tuf ir enure oouies evry um r they took a stitch ; yet all patient ami ploddiiiigHaml hoping that someday tlie slow1, SVeating of the tedious web won Id f il L - i !F . .1 .1 1. A. I end. i.JNetr tnem nungtne meuaisoi un the iijujei iiational exhibitions to atp.sl their JK'eiency, including the medal an 1 tlipli;ua from Philadelphia in 1ST'?. I left a tqiJ lilt; duircio ill tin. nni but !fher were besides nearly ,i, 000 others o ( I 1 F ilitside who did the work a t their homes. In the warerooins the 11 sight pr oe of tarrying about thee almoc essi 1 lilaces by the armloads,, and tossing them over counters regardless of their jjreat value, was calculated to create th same impression on tlie mind as the sight of men shoveling gold about inthe Bank of England. It wis certainly jimique. The thread of which; this la(?el& made is spun fromthe flnest flak,! janti khc best grows just outside of Brussels near Halle. Ylkat a Man Had Rather be. attier be poor with an easy con- ra science, than rich and forever troubled wijth the reflection that what I possess ed was dishonestly obtained. I'd ratlier be a fulJ grown, black,, bob-tailed dog and bay the moon, than a worthless loafer, getting my living by spongingron other folk. j 'datber be a pet monkey and take thjs iiickts for an organ-grinder, tban a jfawnirig sycophant, trotting after, kisi pr and aping big men. i'd raiiier t a boot-black than a boot lk;k. -
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