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I fa ESTABLISHED IN 1878. HILLSBORO, N. C. SATUjRDAY JULY 28, 1894. NEW SERIES-VOL. XIII. NO. 3(5 Almost Ff vc-nty-Uvft per cent, or th r:.-:i manning the British mercantile war;;; arc foreigners. A triumph of art over nature "was iliu-trat"d recently when a well-kn own Eng-ib artist made a painting of some (A I beech trees in a Kent pasture, which he 11 for S1400. The owner of the pasture sold his land and the tro s toother for $o00, and called it a 1 sale at that. tTnit'"! States Consul Penfield, at Cairo, says that Egypt in aggressively comparing in a small way with us, not wily in Europe, but at home, in sup living raw cotton, and the consump tion of Egyptain cotton by New Eng 1 in 1 t-pindlcra has grown from noth ing, teri' years ago, to more than 60, IJJJ bales, and valued at $3,000,000. Henry Laboucjiere says ia London Truth: "The reading publio maybe divided into three classes : Those who r-al and remember; they aro few. Those who read and forget ; they are many. Those who real little or noth ing, an 1 they are most. The original writer of to-day belongs to the first -lass, an 1, it may lie said, he writes fur the oth'Ts." Says the San Francisco Chronicle; The bicych; is growing in favor in tho interior and the usual collisions be tween the mvii'TM of horses and the ht'M'ds that eat no hay are of constant oi-cur reii'w The fact, however, oiiL'ht not to create any uneasiness, nor is any legislation needed to restrain the cyclists. Before tho ex citrau nt of discussion subsides horses will have become accustomed tvi them. Thai is the experience in the vicinity ol this and all cities and towns where the wheel is much used. The Secretary of tha Interior hai given up the experiments which the Government has been making for soma year past to in hce rain over arid tract s. The railroad companies opera ting in i;v M.-vico and Arizona will, ho-.ver, c ntinuo experiments along this line. Oetting blood out of a turnip would not bo a difficult opera tion it the plebiau vegetable contained biood, an I so artificial methods might frj'eipttate moisture in the form of rain u'th'-re were any in th'i atnios phTe, but there are places where the air is a, inoistuivdess as a live fish in a li:u" basliet, an 1 neither powder nor dynamite "au shake out of it what it doea not hold. CapUin Moure, of tho sailing ship M-u v (tibbs, tells a suggestive story of lus 1 t-.t voyage. Uo was from Boston t th-.- gold coast of Africa, and his enr ;o consied of New England rum. 1 U v euough, h ) also took out aspas "eiers twii women missionaries, who hi 1 1'mi sent out to exert a civilizing 1 riiriHtianizin inrluouce on these '"'nted people. Tho brigantine -pe 1 at thirteen ports tounload the l'rr: of rum, which was received with wiM enthusiasm by the natives, while x..i)r iv soem-d t want tho mission arus. The latter seemed discouraged, bnt nevrrthehs went stoutly to work t" counteract the eflects of the rum. Before he could toll what, success thoy wore having the Cubbs Rvilei for home. T-!- bil-i!i v bh-et of th- Suez. Canal, ju-t is i,. 1 ciuuot fail in thj opinion of ta - York I'nliuu- to bo most istiof try t i th Kuglish nation, h 'ii, tlirakst o th foresight of Lord i :is:ield, secure I a ocntrolliag v ; in the :iMuageu-?nt of th- prop- i : v ii -i aggeg it of nearly S.OJJ,. 1 1 t jus of whipping that have passed t-'i,'a th:. canal vluriug the rls'al ?' tr tat piNt closed exceeds even t::-"m t s.iaguiae estimates of Ferdi u m I I L.'ss ps. an I in view of the tint th vast majority of the res- ds pas-rag t a rough-the canal were of llu ghsli register, thera being nearly British ships hs compared with 17 ) Frv-nch, th-i British directors hare l-ae th-right and graceful thing in ii jvaig for and securing a vote male ng a le pxate an I generous provision for the wife anl family of the now ajrib ui 1 and completely ruined orig 'aator of this magniiicsat eaterpxiMu t-xdiuaui de Lessen IN THE MORNINa Smiles will play wa'aa teardrops aro clln?- ityf hitter now a Brocks oool anl g-ntlo will fan the fevered rrowt Th wenry mow of sorrow will eeas nnl. rtiujj swoet. Bo Ailed with flaming ?"in:i?at, rln! li.uq piory at the reft I The drooping head of ros?3, bcnJing now In languM s'. Will wake when dw-lropj hasten their lav-. Ing tryst to ke?p ' The clou Is otso nber eol'riag, now curtain. ln placid skis, Will roll away, ns brightness on tho wia?s of morning flies 1 Tho hart will om5 Us aehtn? anl a throb of hap'ness thrill The loudly p'n ihv.'e, longing for a note of joy to fill It's emr.ty, dreary lifeway, with its' ru-gd path of pain, Wbero love will Hnl its greptin-?, when morning cornea ng.-iiu ! "Atlanta Constitution. ELEANOR. BT JENNY WRET. WAS working in the mill that first day Miss Meredith passed through it I, a lad of sixteen, in her father's em ploy ; sshe, the wealthiest heiress in nil our State. Yet fcho stopped when bhe came to that partof the machine I was direct- j ing and watched me eagerly. I had Been the men turn, ono by on from their work in respectful admiration ot her beauty. It was little wonder my fingers grew clumsy under her gaze. I had a taste for mechanism, a fatal inheritance, some called it, from my father, whom wo had found dead, one bright summer morning, bending over an unfinished model. But, young as I was, Mr. Crane, our superinten dent, had confidence in me, therefore assigned me the work Miss Meredith had honored me by pausing to watch, tie was by her side now. Rumor said he was wooing the young heiress; but . as regards that, we milldiands had lit tle opportunity for judging; only, in the one brief glance I dared take in the pure, lovely face smiling so bright ly down upon us, I doubted whether ho or any othe" man were worthy. , "Is not this work very difficult?" she 'questioned. "I should think a boy could hardly manage it." "It requires more nkill than any ither," Mr. Crane answered. "But 1 have great faith in George, although one false turn would throw all the ma chinery out of order. " Then he added something in a low tone which I could not hear. But before Miss Meredith left tho mill she again approached me. "Come and eo me this evening, George. I want particularly to speak with you." I bowe l assent, doubtless in au awkward way ; but all the rest of the long summer day I moved as in a dream. Eight o'clock found rae promptly seeking admittance at the door of Mies Meredith's beautiful home. The footman looked inquiringly at me when I murmured the name of his mistress ; but at that instant she came forth fr,om one of the great rooms and welcomed me kindly. Her gracioua ness, the", luxury everywhere aur rounding me, the subtle atmosphera o fragrance served to intoxicate mo I followed her, catching sight, with dismay, of my ungainly figure reflect ed in tho numberless mirrors. But when she paused, we stood alone in a large, room more plainly furnished than those we had passed through, but whos walls from rloor to ceiling were Uned with books. "George," sh began, and I fancied a slight embarrassment in her man ner, "Mr. Cran has interested me so mnrh in you, that I think it a pity you should not have other advantages than those you possess. I sent for vim to say that you may have free access to our library, if you think it will be of service to you." I could in that moment have fallen at her feet. The books for which I had hungered were to be mine at last. In her white dress, with no color save tho knot of violets in her breast, matching in hue her eyes, she s-emed lo nj boyish fany an angel opening tho gates of heaven that I might enter in. The next year flew swiftly by. . Sometimes the sun, peeping in at my ft -In 1 ' -S fit window, would find me bending over the book 1 had so eagerly opeaed the night before, and I would throw my self, dressed, on my bed to snatch an hour's sleep, to prepare me for the manual labor of tho day. I grow pale and thin, but for that I oared nothing, until one morning, when it came timo to rise, I found my boiy powerless to obey my will, and sank back on my pillows into unconsciousness. For weeks I lay tossing in delirium ond fever. A memory haunted mo when onco more I awakened to the realities of life, of a tender touch and a face enshrined on my heart. Could it bo Miss Meredith had been to see mo? With garrnlons eagerness my nurse told mo all. How she had come, not onoe, but many tiinep, even In tho midst of her wedding preparations,' how grand tho wedding was, how lovely looked the bride, and how, as Mrs. Crane, sbo ha left for mo her good-by, since they were to cross the seas and might not be back for many a year. "Married and gone!" Like a knoll tho words fell on rav car as I silently turned my heud away, and the bitter tears rolled one by one down my cheek. Ah, how little was I in her life who had helped fill mine with euch gladness ! Yet she had' not forgottcu mc. The house was in the care of servants (her father having joined them), but the library was left open to me, with the privilege of spending there as many hours as I would. Ten years passed on. I held Mr. Crane's old position now. I had won it through a discovery I'had made of great value to the owners, and whieh (like all else that I was, or might be) I owed to 3Iias Meredith. I could not think of her as Mrs. Crane, not even when I learned they were coming home aain, with the little girl, born the first year of their marriage in Florence , but without the father who had so worshiped her whose body lay in a j foreign grave; not even when, going up after her arrival to offer my respect ful welcomes she came forward, hold ing by the hand a little girl, whoso sunny hair fell to her waist. My eyes glanced from the mother to the child. Was it in that moment I transferred my heart's homage? I know not. I only know that for the little creature I would willingly havo laid down my life. "We are eo proud of you, George," Mrs. Crane said kindly. But something in my throat choked my answer. I could only turn awk wardly away. The mill grew and prospered in the years which rushes so swiftly, by. I would have gone into the world to seek wider scope for my ambition but for a something tugging at my heart which kept mo chained. I was an honored guest now at the old home. The poor, friendlefs boy no longer sought admittance to tho library, but with consummate tact was made to' feel himself a friend. ( But how had I repaid the kindness offered? How recompensed my debt of gratitude? I had drifted idly down the current-of the miisio of birds, 'mid the fragrance of flowers, until suddenly, like the roar of the avalanche at my very feet, though be fore unheard, tnis truth forced itself upon me. I loved Eleanor Crane. She was aa yet but a child on the boundary-line between girlhood and womanhoo 1, the age when first I had raised my eyes to look upon her mother's face. Yet I had loved, her from that firt moment she had stood, a child of eight, clinging to her moth er's hand, regarding the stranger with wondering eyes. "Eleanor will marry ere many years, and leave mc. Oh, George, if I could but keep her always !" This was the confidence uttered ojie' day as we sat alone, that opened my eyes to the fatal truth- This woman, to whom I owed all, everything, should I rob of her one treasure? Some day, perhaps, some man great and noble might-sue and be thought worthy, but for me I turned away with a groan I could not repress. "Are you ill?" asked Mrs. Crane. "You have grawn so whhe. " "Ye" I answered, "it is nothing. I will soon recover. I I will go home and lie down." Lie down ! Through the long night I paced up and down my floor ; but with the morning the battle had been fought, the victory gained, my reso lution formed. I would go away. I knew now what had kept my ambition dormant for so long. Thero was a questioning look in Mrs. Crane's eyej, a half pleading glanca in Eleanor's, when I went to mak.9 my hasty good bys, but I dared not seek to interpret them, and so went out into the world. I was thirty-five when I mastered the problem which all these yaars had mastered me. Thirty-five when!I know my name was imous, and the dicov ery I had made had made my fortune. For threo vears I had devoted to It every moment of my lonely existence, and tho end was gained at last. But what availed it? It could not fill the emptiness of my life or that life's needs. Some part of my great dis covery, they 'wro me, they wanted noclied to tho mills. Would I spare them a few days to give it my per sonal supervision? It was a summons gratitude and honor compelled me to obey, so I told myself, with a sadden ghid rush of my blood through every vein. I should see her ; should learn if, as yet, any had gained the prize. She welcomed me with a new, strange shyness, but my resolution had mad me calm to coldness. No, she was yet heartfree, her mother told me. What had I hoped that at her words a great weight rose from my heart? The im provements had been made. The next dav I was to return to mv work, when it was proposed wo should go in a party through ths mill to witness its working. Standing by F.loanor's side, we involuntarily paused before tho one quiet worker who filled my plaee when years before hor mothor had so paused and made the t lrning point in my life. All rushed over mo with lightning speed, whon as Eleanor bent closer to examine the intricate ma chinery, turning carelessly to mo to nsk some questions, a light something whirled in tho air, a faint scream burst from my darling's pale lips, tho light drapery sho woro fluttered ia tho awful wheel, which in another moment would havo caught and crushed her fragile form. No timo for thought, ho hope of rescue if an instant's delay. How it happened no words could paint; but ere another thirty seconds had gone by, Eleanor stoo l palo and trem bling, safe, while my right arm hung helpless by my side. "Oh, George, George, I hc.vo killed you 1" I heard her say, in a tone which even in that moment thrilled me, but as I strove to answer, the agony sick ened me, all grew dark, and in my strength ami iGanhood I fell forward at her feet. f A choking sob somewhere near me was the sound I heard, as opening my eyes, I found I had been borno back to Mrs. Crane's house, and caught a glimpse of a girl's retreating figura. Mrs. Crano was sitting by rny bedside, while my right arm was already ban daged. When I was stronger they told mo truth. It must bo amputated. I made no murmur. So would I have laid down my ijife. But now never must I speak my love. Nu gratitude must influenco Eleanor's,. . at pity's call. But, oh, how barren stretched my life before me, a. tho operation over, I lay ono moriing alone in my room, knowing how strong had been the unacknowledged hope, now crushed forever. Even ambition must, die without that right arm's help. Yet it was best so. "Are you awake?" a soft voice ques tioned. And I raised, my yes to find Eleanor had stolen 'to my bedside. "Awake, and would not call us? lle bellions 1kv ! Will you ever learn t o'oev?" Th-n oh, did mv eves W tray mv hungry love which could not speak? one little white, hand cvn-s creeping into mine. A great sob ro.vj in my darling's throat a, in a choking voice, she whimpered: "George, why will vou be o sal? You will never go away from us again, never. I will be your right hand, dear. . George this in low, solemn tone?, "I would rather you had- let me die than again to leave us. Tel me, do you hate me, that even now you turn away from me i What have I done? What hare 2 doner' As yet my misery had wrung from ae no tears ; but now they blot from mv vision the sweet look of shame on my darling's face. With, a xaightj effort I conquered myself and tho hope it is torture to crash. Hush, dear?" I said at last "Do not bo so pitiful. I could not stay. Eleanor,' You must not ask it I" Notwith me?" she questioned. And looking into her azure eyes 1 read her secret even as sho had read mine. "It is not pity, darling? You are sure, sure? I could not quite beai that, though I would be strong fo anything else. And if I stay, Eleanor, you will be my " I pause, but lower and lower sink tho bright, sunny head, until it rests upon my heart. In my holplcss weak ness I am not strong enough to refuso the precious gift sh3 yields as a free will offering, and soI win my wife. The Ledger. Why lnc;ise Was Used. The sens of smell, which at the dawn of civilization was a declining one, and since then has tended to be come less and (ess of value, would appear to have little chance of gaining an important position in any branch of human culture. And yet it came about that one characteristic of the exciting cause of odors brought them into prominence in the service of re ligion, and this prominence has con tinued in that connection up to the present day. Far back in the history of our race, at any rate long before the dawn of history, the apparently im material and, so to speak, ghostly nature of the exciting cause of the sensations of smell, led, it would seem, step by step, to the use of in cense ia the service of the gods. When it began to bo felt that the ancestral or other spirit that had to be appeased was hardly of a nature to consume the material food or drink offered to it to appease its wrath or to gain its favor, an easy step of reason ing suggested that this foo 1 or liquid would be more acceptable in the form of smoke or vapor. The gods had become of too spiritual a nature actually to eat the food, but they would still require some form of nourishment, and what could be more suitable to them than the fumes of bur nod liesh? This is the conception that is prominent, or, at all events, survives, in the descriptions of sacri--fices in the "Iliad," where thethick clouds from the burning thighs ofthe slaughtered oxen, and from the fat ia which they were wrapped, ascend to Olympus and ch?er tho assembled trods. It was but a st o from this to the burning of ragrant woo ls and rosin to provide t. less gross gratifica tion. Moreover, by tho consumption in their honor of these precious spices and fragrar t gums, obtaine 1 at so much cost auvl trouble, another motive of sacrifice was satisfied. The Egyptian in the preparation of their mummies had need of a vast store of spices and aromatic. This need, no doubt, was the origin of their trade with Southern Arabia the land of Punt --a tralo which .attained to great impoitanca under the eighteenth and nineteenth dynvstie. That, in search of aromstics, there was also a more northern tra ie route which must in early days hive brought them into contact with tho Hebrews, we shall see later on. The Egyptian in this respect were far in advancs of the Greeks of Homer. They burned their incense in a censer, using it in a similar way to the Baddhints and Christians of later days. Nineteenth Ceoturr. A Curious Superstition. That superstition i rot quite ex tinct in Lancashire is proved by a can? heard at the.Chorlry Fokce Court v-h-terday, says the Manchester (Eland) Guardian, -whre a young man named Thomas Barnes wa? bound over in $" V for twelve months fur having as saulted, under extraordinary circum stance. Mm France Mitchell, to whom he ha 1 been paying attention. It appeared that Barnes hal reentlj consulted som Gypo5i touching 'hu ill heaJtb, an I, acting on their b had prieke 1 the young laiy with needle several tims to drw blood, and had struck her on th fac. Hi was acting under the belief tht heww pining awy,anl thatthere was baris 1 -b:)nt Iwtr housa something whicb attracted him and cauiil hinx to hi anexsy ia hi mind, and tht the oa'y way to remsdy thi evil was t drw blood from the Ulr of his heart. Tht Passing ot the Ox Tetm. Cattle Inspector Whttmarsh fin ished his rounds, and report not ono team of oxen owned in town. Last year there was just one, which old for beef on the day after hi call was made Thi, the .last team, was owned by, J arias F. Burt. Thi vanishing of tho heavy ox team mark an era in our progress just as surrly, if not mi noticeably as the coming of steam after the si-agc coaches and ca nals, or the entrance of the clcctrio car to supplement and in some respects displace the steam locomotive and tho hora tcauu Years ao the farmer was not to be found who did not own an ox team and oftentimes more thau one. The land was heavier than no,' much of it was new ho I, and tho road were far harder to travel than even at this date when we are upt to thittk them anything but go ol. Bat with the coming of better ro-vl-v- tho more complete breaking of the field), tho invention of powerful machinery anil cheap explosives for removing tumj$ and rocks, and, mon specially," tho breeding of heavier horses, the patient ox has, lik the Indian, gone out of our civilization gradually but surely,! but, unlike the Indian, lw hv not gono West. To th. littlo folks to-diy the jnassive yokts, nmootlt and glis tening with the labor of straining shoulders, aro a curiosity. The big tongued cart is almost as nbsolet as thoox himself, and the long whip has gone with tho "haw" nn 1 "heo" and 'gee" and othT strung'' t'r:ns of a now afmost dead language. As in so many other respects, clan-tie reference to "Ox-eyed Jnn" will have to b ex plained before long, with reference to the cow os the mo lent prototype, ami undoubtedly tho revN.-rs will havi it "Cow-eyed Juno" in the editions of a decade hence. t ) " So wo progress from cru 1 xnuHcfo and the tugging of sinew-ito tho power of swift horses, tirds tc.vn, aud now we stand on the threshold of th-j univeraal electricity, that his becu back of all tiles forerunner, and in now fat supplanting them. Thero may be a pair or so of oxen again owned in town, but, like the getting out ofjhc old tin 1 intern, it will bo but ft flickering revival of a past already dead. Easthamotm (Mass.) News. Deciiue of the Ujhtning Rotf. What has become of all the light ning rods?" asked a friend of mint this morning. "Have you noticed that of late year you n wcarcely find a house in a day's journey that i ' fitted up with these old-time protec tions against thunder holt? Why a, few years ago evry prosperous farmer would as koou huve thought of braving his stock without water a-to neglect protecting his houe and barns with lightning rods. Agents eoint-1 money .'raveling around the country io wagons and putting up tiiesi contriv ances to ward o:T danger. , Jiut their dav was aoon run. Mori diaUr wen created th tn avert I by tho umj of the io-calle I j r it ?t or. Tu insulation woul 1 bccorui Io isene I and when the electric flaw I tgn running down the rod irintea I ' bem ; ground ed, a w tut int-n le!, it found an in viting chanc to do lg- ,T into tho building which trie. r-d wr up posed to protect My old father h4 the lightning rod buttntrui uowu Slut. He never could be p-ru id to put one on a housVor burn. H- us ! t declare that he'd rtu"f bar.- on good tree in his dooryar 1 a a pr .tece.oa against lightuiug thin t hre hi ho!ie covered wsth aghtuiag rul. Buffalo Enquire Tht LtfMhsaie 092 A dog owned by. Captain Orcutt, keeper of the Wool UUa l light, h4 become famous this wk. It t cus tomary for patsing i --:u-r t !ut9 the light and the .-i -t n-turn it by ringing the bell. Ta; oth-r dy a tug whitiel three tira- Th" cpUji di I not hear it, but the dog did. He ran to thi door and tre I t attract th capUin'n attest ton by howling. Fail ing to-do thw h ran a-y a 1 thjsn came a neeond time with no better re sult. Then he decided to attend to the matur himself, m he seized the rope, which haagi oatide, betneea L. teeth and bejaa to ring the bell L uwu (Mr.) Journal. Austrian Uw ;er.i;,i ot,4 to marry at the age of Uixutu. "
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