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V My ESTABLISHED IN 1878. HILLSBORO, N. C. SATURDAY AUGUST 4, 18&. NEW SERIES-VOL. XIII. NO. 37 III ll l LTTTL.T2 CLOVKR BLOSisOM. j( g ..fp wA iiin a casket rnre ; Tii twin- 1 .V0'it within ribbon fair, jin ! ju-t on4 5rm 1 ol shinl.v.; hair 'J !i it littl". i!ovt?r fdosion. On" 5 ''";t remains a-leim Yro'-n youthful piaarus wither i beam It w U-! .i-rttn lov eirly dream--.Th-jt iittio clover blossom. A Htt'o ''lOi'T blossom! 'lis i) I'izht at all to yon, Ji'U morr than gol 1 Or 'vns untoM I it.7.". its fa 1 1 hu. It lr"ith"s of rnorn and mountain brooVl, Ofbirls mil l's and flowing nooks 'Tls worth a worl 1 of musty books, That JJttl'i clover blossom. I prir-'f it most of all I see Iitaiho It brinir? In girlish jjloe Tii. t'OuiHM lass wjo r.iv It me J nut 1 it 1 12 clover blossom. A little clover blossom! It wi".Ms h wonlrom power; No words fin tell Its siorM sp'll -That littl.3 fvl.l flownr. Sa:i.ujl M. lVclr, in Atlanta Journal. A MISUNDERSTANDING. TIIE world is full ol . in i s u n d e r s t a ml- Now, a misunder standing is un awk ward thin?.- the hort of thing that Hometimcs make? shipwreck of lives that otherwise would Hail unoot li ly' enough into the haven when: thiy would be. This is 'tho story of a misunder standing. The very first time ho saw her he said to himself: "Now, there' tho gjrl I should like to marry." Sh was just his sort, but it was the old story of tho attraction of oppo site, a storv as old as tho h'l!s. He was big, hhe was small ; he wa- dnrk, Miowasiair; no was quiet, hue was lively ; and ho on, ad infinitum. She ecrtaiuly was a very taking little girl, and she had a pensive way of contem plating one with her great blue eyes that whs altogether fascinating. Bob Heluisleigh went down before that look like a leaf before the wind. Hob wus not particularly clever or amusing, or, indeed;' particularly any thing but honest. . Honest he was, from the crown of his close-cropped head to to tho soles of hy military hoots, uiid as simple-minded as a child. Hitherto ho hadjiever been in earnest about a woman, but he was in earnest now, and it was a sober, sol emn, downright earnest. Henceforth there would be but one woman in the world for him. He would have liked to tak her in flio.se great strong arms of his au I tell her so, but such a course of action was out of the question, for she was engaged to his old chum, Pail Mors den,. Now,Phil Marsden was the sort of man that lady novelists describe as "one of Fortune's favorites." In plain English, he was good-looking, well oT, a thorough sports nan, a good hand at all games, and popul r with iiuon auvl women a'ike. A lucky mor tal all roun 1, but it never occurred to Bob to envy his friend until ho saw Owen Warrington. . Then a new, strauge feeling Ktirrjd in Bob's honest heart. It was not exactly jealousy, but rather a wistful, patient vrpndcr why one fellow should have all the luck aa I everything else, whilo the other fellows were left out in tho cold. Well, one summer tho officers ol Hub'. regiment took it into their heads to give a ball. It was a ilnal l'.are up before the th moved into fresh quarters, and they spared neither trouble nor expense to make it a suc cess. At this ball Bob was introduced to the future Mrs. Phil Maradju, and they danced a good deal together. Bob had a splendid swing, and 0 ven vm the lightest waltzer in tho room, so they went like clockwork. Gwen gave Bob more waltzes than she gave Phil, but the Utter did not seem to min 1, ftU 1 that, of course, was rath'T a quuer stato of thing. Bob noticed it, which was remarkable, for in an ordinary war his perceptions wcro just as blunt as are most men's. "I say, Miss Warrington," ho ob served, tentatively, as he and Owen went out togeineryet once again, "it s awfully good of old Phil to let you give me so many .dances. Shows he isn't selfish, any way, doesn't it" Gwen shrugged her shoulders and a change crao oror her expressive face ; a change that Bob did not quite liko to see. , "Selfish lM sh echoed. "Oh ! Phil is nerer solflsh where I aai concerned, I can assure you, Mr. Hclmsleigh. Ho has no desiro to keep me all to himself." There was no obvious answer to this speech, and so Bob said nothing. As a matter of fact, the situation wa just a little beyond him. He thought of Owen's worda after ward, though, and of the faintly, bit ter tone in which they were uttered, but he did not venture to broach the subject again. It was ticklish ground. He saw nothing more of either Phil or Owen until the autumn, an! then he ran into them at the house of c mutual friend, where he had gone for a week's shooting. This time the idea that all was not right between the lovors strn-!; him' more forcibly than beiore. They we're apparently on good terms with one another, and they never disagreed, but Phil had lost his oid genial spirits and become moo ly and discontented. He was nlwavji . either in tho clouds, or swearing at his luck. Gwen had changed, too. Her manner had grown tired and listless, and there was a wistful, won dering look in her eyes that it hurt Bob to see. Poor old Bob ! He could tell thai something was wrong, but he could not make out what it was, though he puzzled that honest head of his until he thought that he was going to have brain fever. The new look in Gwen's eyes haunted him. It was always in his brain in the day-time, and it kept him awake at night. He felt impelled to do something but what? That was the question. At last one day he found Owen all by herself in the Hbrary, crying over the fire, and that was the climax. He never could bear to see a woman in tears, and when it came to the woman he loved, why "Miss Warrington," he said, hur riedly. "Miss Warrington, you are in trouble of some sort. Will you tell me what it is!" Then, as she did not answer at once, his hand fell heavily on her shoulder, and he add ed, "For God' sake, don't cry." Gwen checked her sobs with an effort, and raised her tear-dimmed eyes to his face. "Oh! Mr. Helmsleigh, "she exclaimed, "I am in great trouble, and and yo i are so good and kind. If only yuu could help me." "Give me a chance," Bob returne 1, shortly. "I'm a stupid sort of a chap, I know ; no good at tall talk. But if there's anything in the world I can do for you, I'll do it. Do you belie vj me?" "Ob, yes," answered G wen, putting out her hand to him with an impulsive gesture, while the tear) brimmed over afresh. Bob took the trembling little hand and held it in n strong, close clasp --a clasp that seemed to carry help and comfort with it. "That's right," he said. "Xow, let me hear all about it. But don't cry for pity's sake, don't cry like that. You'll send me mad if yon ilo. Uomo, dry your eyes." "It's about Phil," Gwen went on, mopping her eye obediently. "Of course, it's about Phil. Oh, Mr. Helm- sleigh, you have known Phil so much longer than I have, and you must un derstand him better.. Can you tell me why he is so bo queer with me?" This was somewhat of a facer. Bob ran his fingers through his short dark hair and drew a deep breath. "Don't you know?" he asked, Gwen shook her head. "No." "Well, I'm blessed if I do," said Bob. Gwen went on in a low, hurried tone. "Phil has never been to me what other girls' lovers are to them; but I don't know why. I ouly wish I did. He seemed fond enough of me before we were engaged, but now well, of course the whole thing is a- miserable failure, and it get worse. It isn t that Phil is unkind to me; he is a kind and good and patient as a man could be. He contiders me before himself; there is nothing he wouldn't do for me, but bat he doesn't love me. That is the root of rthe whole matter." Her voice broke with apathetic lit- tie quiver that went straight to Bob's heart. He looked down at the child- ish forlorn figure, half lost in the big leather chair, and felt a wild impulse to tftkfi it in his arms. But he re- I strained tho impulse somehow. "Well," he said, as quietly as he could, 'iit's a riddle, isn't it 5 I wish I could help you to read it. Old Phil must be a lunatic nothing less than a lunatic." "No," Gwen answered, aadiy, "he is not a lunatic far from it but there is something I don't understand." She looked up at Bob again, and laid her hand lightly on his arm. Such a pretty little hand. It looked like a snowflake on his rough coat sleeve. "Will you do something for me?" she asked; "I know I can trust you, and you are Phil's oldest friend ; but you must say if you mind very much." ioo mrneu m ueau wj, lur no i dared not meet her eyes just then. But he took hold of her hand and squeezed it hard. "Anything," he said. ''Then, " Gwen went on, "try and find out from Phil what it is that ha9 come botweon us, and if 1 can do any thing to put it rizht. I have tried and failed. But you may succeed. Will you try?" "Yes," said Bob, just as he would have said it, if she had asked him to go to the other end of tho world for'her. That same evening ho broached the subject to Phil. It was rather a big fence to tackle, but he shut his eyes and rode hard at it, going straight to tho point in his blundering, honest way. Phil hesitated a little at first, but in r the end he told tho truth. "You see, old chap," he said, "it's like this. The whole affair is a ghastly mistake all through. I never pro posed to Gwen at all." Bob gave a great stirt. ' "You never proposed to her at all?" he echoed. '-Then how, in Heaven's nam?, ma you get engaged?" "Well," said Phil, a Idrossing him self to the fire, "it happened in this way. You remember Charlie Thomp son of the th? Well, I wasatiying down in Devonshire with him last summer, and there I met Gwou. She took my fancy awfully at first, and I seemed to take hers; so wj started a tlirtatiou, and that worked all right until her sister Lily appeared on the scene. When 1 saw her Lily, 1 mean I knew I was done for. She's she'e different from other girls, somehow. "Well, I soon made up my mind to ask her to marry me, but I was a bit shy about it, and, like a fool, before speaking to her I thought I would try and find out from Gwen if there was a -chance for me. I mentioned it to her one evening, and tried to ask her to put in a good word for me ; but I must have made an awful idiot of myself, for, to my aorror, she thought I was proposing to her, and before I knew where I was she had accepted me. It The typical expressions of the mem was all up with me then. I felt queer, jjCr8 Qf those three liberal professions I can tell, Bob ; and when I found she wnicri Sir Thomas Browne says are all had really cared for me all tho time, founded upon the fall of Adam are when I thought she wus only playing wen enough recognized to have been me at my own game, I hadn't the pluck iong the prey of the caricaturist. The to tell her the mistake she had made. several distinctive traits of each, and I was a coward, I know, but I literally tae possible causes which give rise to could not do it. I just let things em, are too complex to be dealt slide, and trusted to luck to get me wjthin a single article. Speaking very out of the scrape. You see the result, generally, the cleric's face is indica Luck deserted me for once, and here tvrc Qf authority (of the thin-lipped I am stranded. I've behaved like a kind) am Qf a dignified sense of the fool and a scoundrel all round, and the eanctity of hi3 office. The doctor's worst of it is no one is satisfied. I am miserable, so is Gwen, and so is Lily and all through a misunderstand ing. Is there anything I can do to put things straight, old chap? Without behaving more like a scoundrel than ever, I mean. What would you do in my place?"' Bob thrust his bands deep in his pockets and 'nodded his head with great gravity. Tell the truth." he answered, tersely ; "it's the only thing you cdu do,, and you ought to have done it long ago. Jove! it's a tight fit, though." Phil fairly groaned. "If I thought Gwa ha 1. given up caring for me I'd tell her fas: enough," he rejoined ; "but I don't think she has, and. how can I tell her? No, hang it all ! I can't. I shall have to see the thing through no w. whatever comes." Bob has silent for a moment or twa, blinking solemnly at the lire. "Tell you what it is," he sail at hut, "Miss Warrington hs plenty of pluck, and she 6 a straight as they make em. You ought to b straight with her, PhiL It Beems to me that the more she cares for you, the more right she has to know the troth. I may be wrong I'm a stupid ort of chap, I know but that's the way I look at it." Good old Bob ! His honest heart and simple mind had led him straight to a truth that wiser men have often missed. . $ The story is quite an old one now. It all happened last year, and Phil and Lily are going o be married next month, And the others? Well, it was only one day last week that Bob said suddenly to Gwen : x Byt do you remember what hap- pened a year ago to-day ?" And Gwen flushed a little as she nau,PT1.i . "Yes, of course I do. I was in trouble, and I asked you to help me and you did." "And I did," said Bob, and th'en he put his hand over hers as it lay idle on the arnvof her chair. 4Tell you what it is," Kiewent on, looking at her with all his honest heart in his 1 bnest eyes, "I wish you would let me go on helping you; through life, I mean. I'm not much good at talking, but I know what I mean, and I'll always do my best for you. Will you try me? Will you Gwen?" And Gwen said: "I will" London Truth. Acquired Facial Expression Tho compressed lip so loved (and io often misinterpreted) by novelists is a sign of weakness rather than strength. It tells of perpetual conflicts in which the reserves are called into the fray. The strong will is nol agitated into strenuous action by the small worries of the hour, and tho groat occasions which call for its whole forces are too few to produce a permanent impross of this kind upon tho features. Tho commanding officer, assured of his men's obedience, does not habitually keep his lip musclos in a state of ten sion. Look at the sea captain, the most absolute monarch on earth. He carries authority and power in his face, but it resides in his oye and the confident assurance of his easily set mouth. Every spar and shaft and muscle In his floating realm must obey him, and he knows it. This is proba W7 a rea90n wh7 tbo soa captain's and the engine driver's show a certain similarity of type. The engine driver can make his captivo giant, strong as ten thousand men, obey the pressure of his finger. His lips are. usually calm, liko those of tho statues of the wielder of thunder bolts on Olympus Who ever saw a man commanding a maa-of-war or driving a locomotive tjje contentious lip of a schoo tisher? -nfi TOrmth are less rinrid. vet tell 4 " ' - ft of decision. His eye is vigilant and sympathetic, and his whole facial aspect conveys the idea of a fnnd of untapped wisdom. The lawyer's countenance is confident and confidential, with a pouncing alertness of the eye, and a prevailing expression of weighty per spicacity. PopuUr Science Monthly. Subscriptions Mast Be Paid. A. newspaper in Illinois recently trought suit against forty-three men who would not pay their subscrip tions, and obtained judgment in each case for the amount of each claim. Of these, twenty-eight made affidavit that thev owned no more than the 1 allowed them, thu preventing attach ments. Then under the decision of the Supreme Court they were arrested for petit larceny and bound over in the sum of $333 each. All but six xave the bonds. The postal laws make it petit larceny to take a paper and re fuse to pay for it. FARO AND HOUSEHOLD. YLVST QCICXLT XSX CAKETCTXT. When setting and transplanting tree and shrubbery great caro should be used not to exDose tho roots to sun and winl longer than is absolutely necessary. Another important item io transplanting trees, to insure their living and starting, to grow at once, is to use very tine soil to fill the boles, being sure that it comes in contact with the roots at every point and .is made very firm about them; Thetreo is not safe if set carelessly in lumps and clods and left loose ; the first act of growth is to start new roots, and . j... . , . they want something to feed upon. American Farmer. BABKEN' APPLE TREES. Apple trees that grow in manured and cultivated soil run mostly to wood and yield no fruit. Too rich a soil is not desirable for an orchard, and the best orchards are found on a fairly good limestone gravel that Is well drained. When the land has been made too rich, root pruning is advis able. This is done by digging a trench around the tree in the winter or late full, three feet deep, and cutting tho roots at a distance of twelve feet or so from the tree. Tho trench m v be filled with poor soil, which will check the growth of wood and tend to the production of fruit buds. Rather close pruning in the spring, just as the buds are swelling, will have the fame ten dency. This checks the growth -of leaf and turns the sap into tht remain ing branches, and fruit buds are thus formed that will yield tho next year. A dressing of half a bushel of lime, air slacked, spread about each tr. will bo useful to encourage fuit growth. New York Times. Breeding ajtd feedinm sheep. From an address.on "Principles ic Feeding and Breeding Sheep" given before the students of tho School of Agriculture, of the Ohio State Univer- sity, by Professor Hickman of the Ohio Agricultural Experiment Station, tho following summary is made: It does not seem practicable to po- duce the highest grade wf wool an the finest quality of mutton from thame flock. Whilo it is possible to obtain both these products from the samo flock, either one or the other will be of in ferior quality. The production of a superior quality of mutton from the merino, is not practicable. The breeder, if fully qualified for his business, can breed to suit his fancy. The sire is the more important factor in breeding and should be the production of the most careful breed ing for a series of years ; he should have all the qualifications of a model possible to unite in one anirna!. The dam must have, first of all a good, strong constitution, next a docile disposition, and finally tho power of transmitting these to her progeny to a marked degree. The production of a cross-breed cannot be relied on for re producing a fixed type. The ram in all cases must have the best of care at breeding time, hus banding his strength and requiring of him the least possible exertion. The ewes at breeding time should not be in high flesh, but in good thriv ing condition. Grain feeding should be light until after the lambs have ar rived. . 1 1 1 W WSTU W-A UlUUt hlAMlA that taken from the mother, after they again permitted to return to Jjie are five weeks old, and should have native country. In the spring7 of some grain feed throughout the first is:2 Dr. Greene made a trip from yoox. BafiV.o to Vermont for the ex Corn alone is not in general a good pre& purpose v of carrying out hie feed for sheep of any age or kind. long-cherLh"rd slesire. He engaged the Wheat bran, ground oat, and a littlo Bristol stonecutter, W. $. McGee, to oil meal are good grain foods, and do the engraving, and after the letters roots, sch as mangel -wnrzels and had be-n cut they w-re tainted byaa turnips, are admissible adjunct; en- other Bristolian, IL S. Smith. Tho silage is alao one ot the lest foods, especially for breeding ewe. rSRtf ASO 04&IKK JSOTX-S. Manure the orchard o?caioaaily, 1 - - sw Bemember that theogg hli i por ous and that any filth oa it will a.Ttct the inside injuriously, - Sawdust in the manure h?ap repre sent so much inert rattr; land platter is an absorbent that UaUo a fertilizer. - Experiments in seeding ottavindt cate that eight pecks per acre is about tho correct amount of seed to uto, th4 largest yield of grain being dsrlvftd from that quantity on th land. One of the most important points la opcrmti0ns is thorough ne&a of culture. This applies not only to corn and other grain crops, but also to small fruits young orchard, ato. It has been suggested that in neigh borhoods where orchards are small young moo with pluck .and energy could fret a spraying outfit and build up a lucrativo business spraying or chards. A safe rule in fruit growing it to W - . . L , A. " I Tiot to let them overbear, and thou to sell as near home as possible, selling as good fruit as though you were ship ping it away. ; An agricultural paper says that if I cow gets choked with an appla or potato, holding up its head and break ing an egg in its mouth is a sure oorsw The same remedy is recommended tor horses under similar circumstances. Sow a plot to buckwheat for bee pasture. You will get graiu enough to pay for the labor, and tho bees au abundant honey supply. Buckwheat is one of the very best things you can have to feed tho hens during tho win ter. Grass clipped from the lawn by the lawnmowerisfi.no food for fowls ot any kind that are kopt in confinement, and if it is so twod the lawn mows ;may bo made to pay for itself, and thi h lawn be a aourco of profit as wall ai pleasure. RECITES. Prune Tie For one pic take oat cup of cooked prunes, remove tin seeds, sweeten with granulated nilgai add a littlo butter and half a cupful ot cream. Bake in a hot oven with two crusts. Lemon Vinegar Pie Four well beaten eggs, one cup of sugar, one cup' of vinegar, a small lump of buttrr, two tablespoonfuls of lemon extract, Thicken tho eggs whilo beating with two tablespoonfuls of flour and mix all together. Bake with a bottom crust ouly. Stewsd Tomatoes Peel aad slice j one qunrt of fresh tomatoes and put them into a granite or porcelain stew pan and add a very little water. Putin one tablespoon of butter and one ot sugar, salt and pepper to taste. Have ready ono pint toasted bread, cut into) amall dice; place in a tarocn and pouM over it the boiiir& tomatoes. Servo at once. Lemon Jelly Put ono box of gela tine in a bowl and pour over it one cupful of cold water, and let it stand over night. In tho' morning grate tho rinds of two lemons; add the juice of four and pour over it one pint of boil ing hot water, two cupfuls of sugar. i Add to the whole the gelatine and one cupful of cold water. Strain. This must be made about three hours be fore wanted. The Modern Table of Stone. Nar thf, foot of "Drake Hill, on tho public roadside, a short distance east of Bristol. Vt., stands a rock or na tural bowlder, upon which, in letters six inches long and one inch deep, is engraved the whole of the Lord's prayer. . During hU travels in Egypt, Dr. Joseph C. Greene, of Buffalo, X. Y., saw several roadnide memorials, and it was during that trip that he re solve 1 that he would have "Bristol Tt 1 1 111.. ioc. eugraveu, nuuuii uo ever ijo result i that Vermont lom.t th only mo lern "table of it n?" in thy eoua try. St. LoaU - IUrptjblie. A Patfettic l.'4ef. It wa a root pUitte apology tht I hear 1 on my wy down town in an opn car thw morning. The car was crowded, and acit stopped I w two vo:an -t oa. A they did so, one of the waasea acci letUy stepped oa the foot of one o! thw peairer. It did sNm awkwar l until the woman tarning to the pavea i 1 : "Par don me, bnt I am totally blind."- Hartford Post. J
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