2 A FORGOTTON MAN A Monument to Josiah Turner Proposed. Captain Ashe Says it Ought to be Erected to Commemorate His Work in the Trying Days. To the Editor: There ought to be a monument erected to Josiah Turner to commemorate his action in the try ing days when he played so great a part in the struggle for liberty and government in North Carolina. I would rejoice to see such a monu ment placed by the State near the principal entrance of the Capitol building. On it should be inscribed the dates “1867-1872.” As great as Mr. Turner’s services were/to the people in that period, it is proper to say that the gratitude of the people for him was commensur cte with them. How came it then that Mr. Turner received no substantial token of pub lic appreciation? The answer is to be found in the idiosyncracies of the man. He prefer red being editor, apparently, to enter ing public life. As editor, there was only one way in which the State could help him, and that was to give him the jublic printing. In 1872 he was nominated for Con gress, no other name being proposed, ami he would have been elected; but ht came into the convention and ab solutely declined to accept the nomi nation. The salary was large; and the position of a member on the floor of the House was exactly suited to Mr. Turner’s disposition and talents. Still he utterly refused to accept the nomi nation. His friends never suggested that he preferred a nomination for Governor; nor did he ever seek a nomination for Senator. Nor indeed was he well litted for either of those offices. When the Republicans in 18C9 were disbursing immense amounts from the treasury through the agency of the Public Printer, the few Democrats in the Assembly asked Mr. Turner about the printing contract, and he advised that it should be let out to thd lowest bidder; and these Democratic mem bers took that position at the last ses sion of the Republican Legislature. When the next year the Democrats controlled the Assembly, these Demo crats stood by the record they had made under Mr. Turner’s advice and along with him; and the printing was offered to the lowest bidder; and Mr. Turner (Mr. Moore being only his agent) obtained the contract. At the subsequent session, it was f< uml that Mr. Turner had drawn from the Treasury some $3,000 more than his work called for, measured by the only rule known to the printer’s trade; and it should be stated that vdth the printer’s trade, Mr. Turner was not at all familiar. When that fact was made known to the Demo cratic caucus, it resolved that Mr. Turner ought not to draw out any more money until the over-payment had been squared by new work done by him; but the view which I had en tertained from the beginning now pre \uiled; and the caucus abandoned Mr. Turner's idea of letting the printing out to the lowest bidder, and fixed the r-tes at a fair price, and I was put on the printing committee, and diicct ed to draw a bill investing the com mittee with power to make’ a contract based on these new figures which would give the public printer a fair profit. The contract was made with Mr. Turner, and it ought to have been worth to his paper more than five thousand dollars a year. It was not long,however, before Mr. Turner’s disposition to assail persons led him to antagonize some of the leading men in the Democratic party, and he became a thorn in their side. It was commonly said that he was a gcod hand at tearing down, but had no aptitude for building up; and as yet the Executive and the Supreme Court were in the hands of the Re publicans. My impression is that his Taper was not published after 1876. Ry that time, his erratic course had fist him much sympathy, for he was entirely out of harmony with his par ty. But looking back to the time of his failure. I think the party ought to have done something for him, if that were possible. I will not say that it was possible; for he was the most un manageable man to deal with that (\ (r was in the State. Still if som - thing could have been done for hi n, it ought to have been done. His sub sequent course —as an independent, and afterwards, I believe, as a regulai Republican—should not be remem bered with bitterness against him; for ht- had an excuse, from his own stan 1- j oint, that his people had been un grateful; unappreciative; and after great services rendered by him had not concerned themselves about him, but had left him to sink into onsturc poverty. For my own part, while it seemed to me that his claim against the treasury which the Fusion Legislature allowed, was not a just claim against the State; yet as he thought it a just one; and as that Legislature consid ered it a just one, I was glad to see him get the money, as some compen sation, in his old age and dire need, for public services which had not received merited compensation. In connection with Mr. Turner’s great fight against the Holden admin istration, however, it should be re membered that Mr. Turner did not stand alone. There were strong men all over the State who gave him coun tenance; and here at the capital we had constant communication with able and bold friends. Among them was Judge Merrimon, an old Union Whig like myself, who wrote much and strongly' for his paper: and also it should be recalled now in Dr. Kings bury’s life time, that he was the .asso ciate editof of Mr. Turner in those try ing times, and that he wrote also strongly' and boldly' in the editorial columns of The Sentinel. In weaving chaplets of laurel, there should be cne for Dr. Kingsbury', as well one for the more heroic figure in the great historic controversy. The editors of the State ought not to be unmindful of the part which members of the fra ternity' have played in perilous times. S. A. ASHE. Raleigh, N. C., June 18, 1904. Tate Spring Water is the best med ical water in America. Shipped any where anytime. Croupy children are immediately re lieved with an application of Gowan’s Pneumonia Cure. The Scribe A-wing Over Petersburg. (Continued from First Page.) dinary "scare head” he'd written and resigned himself to his fate. It found him there—that fate —still pegging away at sunrise. It leered at him there—that fate—an hour later when the rosy draperies of Aurora and her orient nymphs and the Hying manes of their radiant charges tilled all immensity with the splendor of their rushing career. But then the Scribe laughed. Un der bis feet was a faint jar of starting belts and wheels. The floor and walls fell into a rythmic swing. Zoo-00-oo! Zoo-00-oo! came floating up from be low. It was the great press otiee «nre in motion. A tired operator sprawled on a “stone” in the compos ing room whooped mildly. The Scribe laughed again. A face of forty or more darted down stairs over a pair of twenty-year legs. It was the Telegraph Scribe making for home and tub and bed. The latter, however, for two and a half hours only. Restless, all un strung, his*nerves had jumped under the prod of a sudden inspiration. Should he go? After fifteen long years? Why? .What was it that had sent his thoughts flying back there? What presence was this, unseen, un known, tugging at his heart with in sistent baby fingers more powerful than huge hand of warrior sheathed in mail? Impossible to say. What matter? The train for the "Cockade City” left at eleven-fifty. As it shot out of Ral eigh on its way to the “Old Dominion” and the billowing red and green pan orama of Piedmont Carolina, unrolled in vast sweeps and curves to the ■Horizon, the face of the Scrip.* smiled happily from one of the v indows. He was off. Clacltety-lack! Claekety-lack! Clackety-lack! Spinning on to Peters burg after tifteen years! Fifteen clank-a-lank!-a-lank-a-lank! - years, my boy. Yes —clackety-lacK.l clackety lack! clackety-lack!—going back lor a few hours after ifte.*:*_ yens. As in a dream he remembers the luminous expanse of daisies that flashed into view just before the train rushed over hollowly roaring timbers bridging the sinuous gleam of Crab tree; as in a dream, seen at long in tervals, two or three great brick buildings, their tall chimneys smoke less. their windows staring emptily, around them clustering scores of neat little cottages wrapped in Sabbath repose—factory villages set in scenes of idyllic charm: as in a dream a town of park-like beauty where plaza, porch and gable peeped out through rippling deeps of foliage and flowers, and on the rose-festooned portico of cne of the loveliest of these- homes a figure of exquisite feminine beauty, looking as she stood there facing the train with one fair hand holding back l:er flowing white draperies, like an ungel carved in light. Eh? What town was this, you say? Why, Henderson, of —What? Oh, she? Bless me! How on earth should I know? Let us get on. And getting on we come to Norlina —to Virginia; but a Virginia now to the eyes of this Scribe—a scrubby pined, barren-looking region thatr stretched away for mile on mile, its rock-strewn, slightly undulating sur face broken at infrequent intervals only by the winding gleam of willow and reed-fringed streams and by fields of wheat and oats billowing lazily in the soft winds of the radiant June day . Glad was the Scribe when this re gion was past—glad though the peo ple looked healthy and happy and well able to wrestle with nature in the somewhat forbidding guise it present ed from the car window—glad when the unmistakable approaches to Pe tersburg began rushing up in broad, grove-flecked convexities, wave after wave, over the horizon, against which one now saw superimposed steeple and tower and the taller roofs of the city’s more aspiring buildings. Ten minutes later —look here! where the deuce am I ? Off go the Scribe’s wits wool-gathering. Is that the Basin? Where the sand hills is the Canal —the stream that used to drive Davis and Roper’s old mills? Gone? And this railroad? Runs down the bank of the old canal, you say? Gee-whizz! The Scribe's all up side down. Reverse him and let him get on his feet. What street is that? Dunlop? Come, that has a familiar sound. And that street crossing it down yonder? Washington? Begob! Is that so? Hop out of the kinks, old man. It’s all right. Same old burg. Grown a little younger, a little bigger, a little handsomer —that's all. Five minutes more and—Whoop! a genial face threatens to plunge through a big window, and the Scribe makes a dive for the interior. Then a glad crush of meeting hands, half a dozen pairs of eyes laughing a hap py greeting, and “God bless you, Rob”! “Why, Walter, who’d have thought it”? “Hello, Paeton"! “So glad to see you, Charlie”! “Give us your flipper, Dave”! “Where did you come from, old sinner”? “Here, have a cigar, my boy”! and a rapidly in creasing rotary motion of reminiscent tongues into a gay confusion so con founded that until the printer's art has learned to griddle a round robin across a rock muddle a reproduction in type may be considered as a task truly Sysiphean. And this meeting was but one of several, though none gave the Scribe greater pleasure. Yet be could not linger at any of them. He had only a few hours in this old city endeared to him by early associations, and as he wanted to revisit as many of the scenes of boyhood’s memories as pos sible he had to keep on the wing. Down Washington Street, leaving behind the big handsome sucessor of old St. John’s Chapel and the equally aspiring pile of the new West End Baptist—down the asphalt pave past many well-remembered landmarks to get a brief glimpse of the cathedral like beauty of the comparatively new St. Joseph’s, to catch the low roll of its organ and, faintly, the chanting of its choir; —up Sycamore past Central Park with its shrubberies and trees and spraying fountains, but in whose winding walks and shady retreats white faces are too often conspicuous by their absence; —on up toward the Heights, passing many new and hand some mansions that are adding wealth, life and beauty to this portion of the city; turning after a glimpse— a glimpse only—of Mount Erin, the castellated, baronial old pile of the Camerons, backed by the broad, bosky, rolling loveliness of a private park that might turn many a Ger man lodling on the historic Rhine emerald with bilious envy; then back down toward the Appomattox, Boling brook Street, the Old Market and a panorama that attracts but. a glance, having less of interest for the Scribe than certain other portions of the city. It must have been here—on Market Square—that he walked Into a little store kept by some oily little Israelites and bought a few bananas. There were THE DAILY NEWS AND OBSERVER, RALEIGH, N. C., SUNDAY MORNING, JUNE 19, 1904. other stores and more oily Hebrews in this vicinity, and all the stores seemed to be doing a big business, and all the Israelites appeared joyful. Rather incurious, however, the Scribe sauntered on, and presently arriving at a drug store in which several young men were engaged in an animated argument that seemed to require a vast expenditure of lung-force and at mosphere, he strolled in and pene trated the vocal hurricane with a re quest for a glass of coco-cola. “Go to —not I,” said he of the foun tain. “Wherefore should 1 do this thing? Thinkest thou that my liver yearneth to be yanked up by blue coats and popped into a jug?” “My friend,” stared the Scribe, “what meanest thou? Art gone clean daft?” “Nay, and the court knows itself, and in this case it thinks it does? Look here, old spot, I’m not a Jew.” “Well, my cherub, gazing into the guileless depths of those gander eyes of thine, who would dare insinuate such a thing?” “Huh! If you’re goin’ to try to be funny, please gimme the wink so’s I’ll know when I’m got to do the laughin’ act, won’t yih?” "My friend, it desolates me to ap pear to you in a light so disobliging; but I am compelled to confess that owing to a slight tameless in mv left visual orb and the dislocation of the centre of gravity in my right I am able to wink in quarter sections only.” “Wonder if he’s a darn fool,” mused the fountain fairy. “May I suggest,” murmured the Scribe, “that immoderate exercise is bad for the brain on such a sizzler a;? this? How about the coco-cola, my cherub ?” “Can’t,” sighed he. “Nobody but Jews can sell on Sundays here. Noth ing but medicines. City’s downed us. Say, though, if you’ll keep quiet, l might pump you a glass ami you could ‘Smile’ behind the fountain there, don’tcherknow.” The Scribe “smiled,” for he was weary and athirst. He thanked the fountain fairy. He lifted his feet off that threshold. He departed. A car came pitching along over the asphalt. Above its front the Scribe saw painted “Fernwood Park.” Fern wood Park? Where was that? Four miles outside the city, somewhere up the river—wasn’t that what some body had said? A new park belong ing to the trolley company near the factory village of Matoaea. and from which “coons” were excluded. Yes, that was the place. Come, let’s go to Fernwood. The Scribe bounded on to the car. “Next seat,” bawled the conductor. The Scribe stared. “Jim Crow law,” laughed the conductor. “You’re in a ‘coon's’ seat, don’t you see. Move for ward to the next, please.” “Certainly; God bless you, my boy, and three cheers for Petersburg! ’ ir radiated the Scribe, and he promptly “next seated” in a most obliging frame of mind. Then rumble and rasp and whirring jingle. Away up Washington and out westward among the low encircling hills. Close to that great rim where it seems that one might take a run ning jump and vanish into the blue abysses of the sky stooped the hot June sun, bowing farewell to the hemisphere. The leaves of the clump ed trees round about began to whisper cool secr-ts. By little dancing leaps the light’s level lances flew to their highest branches, kissed them into auriferous btfiuty —vanished. Twi light began to fall. But. oh, upon what a world the shadowy sheen of her liquid glances shone! In prose how can one hope to describe this scene! Attune thy lyre, O Muse, and help me hymn this jubilate to daisies. Back to the first rushing chords of our rondeau: Daisies! Billowing miles of daisies! A deluge, a world, a universe of daisies. Before such a picture let towering hyperbole itself hide its diminished head! Was it three miles or four? They filled the deepening twilight with the misty glory of their gleam—a spiritual effulgence as intangible as a breath. Over the long reaches of those Din widdie hills they wove their undulous waves of pearl and gold. Out of bushy concavities they sent forth a lustre like newly fallen snow. Over huge granite slabs lately exhumed from darkling quarries they bowed their myriad, star-crested stems as if to lobe these rocks in their own delicate tissue of amber and white and green. I remember Ferndale Park—l, the Scribe —I remember it well. I can shut my eyes and see the pavilions at the end of the line with their festoons of electric bulbs glittering like stars; I can see the long flights of steps leading down from the station to and past them to the lowest terrace fringed by the tawny flood of the river; I can see the long deep exca vation the trolley company are mak ing for the canal by which they pro pose to harness the power of the Ap pomattox; I can see the rustic bridges and the seats beneath the trees where young girls in vaporous white and belted and Panamaed swains of gal lant port are whispering to each other the heavenly sweetnesses as new and entrancing to them now as they were to Adam and Eve six thousand years agone amid the bowers of Eden; I can see the tall trees bestarred with loops of yellow lights that rock to the hand of the lullabying winds; T can see the big cigar box of a ferry bdiat stealing across to the other shore where through waving branches gleam Ihe lamps of Matoaea; I can see far up the dim rushing reaches of the river to where the bushy islands break its dusk surface into a yellow froth of tumultuous wrath; and with the roar of those storied racing wa ters in my ears— The vision fades. The day is dead and the night is born. But out of it rises— Daisies! Billowing miles of daisies! A deluge, a world, a universe of white-rayed, golden hearted daisies! Burdock Blood Bitters cures it, promptly, permanently. Regulates and tones the stomach. Is it a burn? Use Dr. Thomas’ Electric Oil. A cut? Use Dr. Thomas’ Electric Oil. At your druggists. Coughs and colds, down to the very borderland of consumption, yield to the soothing, healing influences of Dr. Wood’s Norway Pine Syrup. Only one remedy in the world that will at once stop itcliiness of the skin in any part of the body; Doan’s Oint ment. At any drug store, 50 cents. Special Kates to Democratic State Convention at Greensboro, N. C., June 23, 1904. On account of the above occasion, the various railroads have authorized a rate of one and one-third first-class fare, plus twenty-five cents, for the round trip, from all points in the State. Tickets on sale June 21, 22, 23; good returning June 27, 1904. ALEX. J. FIELD, Secretary State Democratic Executive Committee. Comments on Living Topics BY ARCHIBALD JOHNSON. The excuse that profane men offer for using “cuss” words is that it em phasizes what they have to say and they find it especially helpful in the management of mules and niggers, but even they express themselves decent ly in the presence of ladles and gen tlemen. * * * If the next Legislature refuses to wipe the present divorce law off the statute books, and restore the old law, it will not be worthy of the re spect of the people. * * * The world had no room for Jesus nor has it for many nf his representa tives. There are thousands of the lowly followers of the Nazarene who dare not enter what is called the so ciety of earth which is made up large ly of so-called Christian people, who will he warmly welcomed into the so ciety of heaven, while those who spurned them here will stand at the golden gate and knock in vain. * * * With all the boasted progress of the rae'e, the highest type of negro, and the happiest and freest, was the slave of a wise und tender master. The young bucks of the present day do not compare with the ante-bellum darkey who lived with “the quality.” * * * In a journey of some 1.200 miles two or three weeks ago, we saw some magnificent trains but not one so luxurious and splendidly appointed as 1 the Southern’s No. 29. which we I struck at Lynchburg, and on another , journey of a thousand miles through the North, made a year or two ago, the Southern surpassed anything we saw in the elegance of its trains. We are not paid to say this, because the Southern is as mean to us as it can be, but it is the truth, and it runs North Carolina. We are tired i of hearing of the wonderful railroad service of the North and West, when we have better service right at our doors. * * » Mr. William A. Lambeth, a young man of Thomasville, who has entered the Methodist ministry, preached a sermon of uncommon clearness and power in the Methodist church of Thomasville on Sunday night. If Mr. Lambeth lives the world will hear from him. * * * The most appropriate and sugges tive text that we have read from any commencement preacher this year, was the one upon which the Vassal preacher based his sermon. It was this: “And there was a man there which had a withered hand.” The preacher deplored the prevalence of withered hands in our day. and said that a glib tongue cannot atone for a withered hand. You see the point. We do not charge our preachers a cent for suggesting this text, but they can make the welkin ring with a ser mon from it. * * * A Warm Week. From now until next Thursday there will be a mighty stir among the friends of the different candidates. The truth is there is fully as much feeling and sometimes it is quite as bitter between the friends of the dif ferent candidates of the same party, as between those of -different political opinions, which shows that it is the ottice, rather than the principles of a party that produces the zeal that leads to fanaticism and foolishness. Now many of our readd s are interest ed one way or another in the candi dates who will go before the Conven tion at Greensboro next week. We are going to offer some advice to them whether they take it or not. We have plenty of it on hand and are ready most any time to accommodate our friends. The advice is this: Don’t boil over. Keen sweet. If the other man flies into a passion let him fly— don’t follow him. Th-e man you feel like fighting for, will never fight for you—he has too much sense for that. Go on and advocate the claims of your candidate and be loyal and true to him. but remember that anger is the unfailing sign of weakness. The strong man keeps calm and serene. Swag gering is not the sign of courage and strength, but of cowardice and fee bleness. The gentlemen who pursue the even tenor of their way and smile at Satan’s rage and face a frowning world —these are the citizens who bring things to pass. Above all do not retail the stories you hear about the faults and frailties of the candi ! date you oppose. Ten to one they are lies and you will be sorry for it when the passion of the hour has passed. Look on the brighter and better side, wish everybody well and stand your ground! 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