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ml Jfhil (ffhaiham Record. (01 (Ehalfyuit jjutoqd'. nmrh H. A. LONDON, Jr., J DITOK AND TROrRIETOK. 1 jl yf III VI II 33.AT:E3S OF ADVERTISING. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: OuecF.u,COP,ontlls 1.00 .SO The Two Ages. Folk ro r.ppy aa day were long In the old Arcadian times; Wben life seemed only a dance and song In the sweetest ol all sweet climes. Our world Rrows bigger, and. stage by stage As the pitiless years lmve rolled, We've quite forgotten the golden age And come to the aj;o oi gold. Time went by in a sho. pish way f Upon Tliossuly's plains ot yore, In the ninettenth century lambs at play Mtan mutton, and nothing more. Our swains at present ajo tar too sage To live as one lived ot old; So they couple the crock ol the golden ae With a hock in the age oi gold. From Corydon's reed the mountains roune Heard news ot his latent fiiimo; And Tityius mado the woods resound With echoes ot Daphne's name. The y kindly lelt us a lasting gauge Ot their musical art, we're told; And thtt Piiudoan pips ol the golden ago liiings mirth to the ago of ftoKL p veilers in huts and in marble halls Frviu sliepherdess up to queen C aid little lor bonnets, and less lor shawls, And nothing lor crinoline 15 at now simplicity's not the rage, At d it's lunny to think how cold Tie dress they wore in the golden age Would seem in the age ol gold. Electric telegraph?, printing, gas, Tub-ieeo, balloons and etcam, Aie little events that have come to pass S:uce the days of the old regiino; And spite ot Lempriere's dazzling pasre, I'd gre though it nrght seem bold A hun ired years ot the golden age For a year ot the age ol gold. Henry S. Ltigh IN A POCKET. 'Weil, well." said good Adonijah Courtney, raising his eyes heivenward. "Providence Las indeed afflicted us; but should we mourn as those without hopeP Nay, surely not, since all flesh is weak and unable to meet and with stand temptation in its own strength ; &nd our dear boy, Lionel, still gives us Lope of his repentance. All is not lost, sister Keziah," and he pressed his spin ster companion's withered and tremb ling hand reassuringly, as he bade his pretty, tearful niece (the culprit's sister), to re-read the letter of confession that had that evening burst like a bombshell in their midst and caused the good and simple-m nded people great sorrow and anxiety of mind. Lily Courtney held her brother's singularly jerky and illegibly-written epistle open before her. Indeed she had never closed it since it came, but con tinued to pour over its shaky characters in the vague hope of gleaming a ray ol light to illumine the murky record. At her uncle's request, she tried hard to swallow the painful lump that had been apparently growing in her throat ever sine? her startled mini took in the wretched tidings. She was a gentle, shy-aannered girl, of great personal beauty an equal modesty; but her strong, and as jet untried trait ol character was unselfish devotion. She loved the dear old pair who had re ceived her brother and herself in their early orphanage, and who had given every energy and thought to the educa tion and moral training of the other wise friendless children. Without ever having being outude of Greenville since she came there a little girl ten year3 before Lily knew quite well that her aunt and uncle were singularly in nocent and unwordly people, and, though she could not help but fail into many of their primitive ways and illog ical views, she was quite sure that neither of them was fitted to start out in winter and travel to the great city where her poor dear brother was in trouble. She had quite resolved from the first that she wuld go to him her self, and when her voice trembled and the choking sensation oppressed her most as she read on, it was when the conflict between her native timidity and courageous sense of duty occurred. The note was dated a day or two be fore Christmas and written in pencil so badly that it was difficult to read. Its style, too, was unlike Lionel's; in fact, there was no way to account for its ab rupt and uneven character except the true on". The dreadful snares and tempta tions oithat frightful city, against which the elder pair, who had never passed a night in its polluted air, who had so faithfully warned him had seized him In their illusive grasp. He had suc cumbed ; he had strayed and fallen from Erace; some evil being had robbed him, and now, contrite and helpless, he called homeward for relief His scrawling epistle ran thus : " Mr dear Uncle and Aunt I don't "want Lily to be alarmed (it was she ho had opened the note), so I do not include her. I have had a misfortune I trusted to myself in these slippery ays. I was a fool not to listen to coun--but I thought I knew it all; the Ffult h, I became lost, grew confused afcd fell. Do not alarm yourself, dear aunt and uncle; I might have been much worse. As it is, in the confusion, I lost my pocketbook. The people fmonarvjhcm, on coming to myself, I proved to b. are not of the class for me to remain dependent on fcr a single day. Please send or come. I inclose address, to Wt to alarm you. With love. Lionel." In a different hand was a complicated direction, wlich Lily carefully detached nd j ut it in her pocketbook. That was the first step taken-the rest lowed quickly s VOL.111. NO. 20. " Uncle and aunt, 1 am going to the city. My mind is made up, and please do not say No. You. dear uncle, are suffering with one of your worst attacks of rheumatism,and aunt's head is threat ened with her regular January neural gia. Martha is needed to look after you both, and Simon can't leave the barn, poor old man. As for me, I was nine years old when I was there last, but i remember the streets perfectly. I could even go to this place "she pointed to the direction in the pocketbook" after a little studying of tht localities." She spoke so confident, looked so brave, and withal so hopeful, that the good couple could only accept her strength of purpose as providential, and " sent " for the trying occasion. It was over. On Christmas day she sat in the center of the middle car safest place in case of accidents. The cold air had frozen the tears on her cheeks ; she looked through the blurred window at the dark outline of the old family carriage which Simon was driving up the lane homeward, and sent the venerable occupants a silent kiss pressed against the unsympathetic glass. The train was a full one; at every station new people came in, and at the second place from Greenville, a gentle man of excellent appearance and pleas ing manner came in and found no vacant place except the one beside Lily. He wore a handsome sable collar round his overcoat; in Lily's startled eye it seemed like a partial mask to his face, and when, pointing to the seat, he bowed tis request to be allowed to share it, she assented with a start and imme diately placed her hand protectingly over her coat-pocket where her money was. She had merely turned her face once toward the newcomer; that once, however, was quite sufficient to show him a pure, oval outline, eyes soft as velvet and lovely brown in color, a straight nose and a mobile, red-lipped mouth a little compressed and formal in its set but sweet as an opening bud in June. Apparently the stranger was suscept ible to female loveline33 ; he threw off his fur wrapping, adjusted his coat collar and gave a becoming touch to his hat. He was young and good-looking, and seemed decidedly drawn toward the face that had been quickly averted from his view. Lily looked steadily out of the win dow and tried to think of her dear, but unfortunate brother, who had left home to enjoy a brief holiday before choosing a profession and so soon fallen into life's "slippery way.-." " What a pity it is that evil lurks under the most pleasing exteriors," she said to herself, with a sigh, and then she took a furtive peep out of the cor ner of her eye at her handsome com panion, which caused her to sigh again. Yes, he was very prepossessing, but it was of just sucn as he that she had al ways been told to beware. Evil de lighted to put on an alluring guise; but it was to entrap the unwary, and a charming, sniiiin? exterior was too fre quently the mask of the tempter. These solemn warnings all recurred to her mind faithfully, but som.how they gave her no great pleasure. It is a pity !" she said, and looked out on the win.ry prospect, wiih a fine sharp snow sifting through the gray air and the bare tree-boughs shivering in the wind. The shawl that Aunt Keziah's thoughtfulness had added to her niece's wrappings slipped off her knee upon the Uoor; the observant stranger quick ly stooped to lift it. Lily bent down also ; their faces nearly met and both were forced to smile. "I beg your pardon?" said Lily, mechanically. Oh, how her face flushed the minute after! She had been the first to speak, and had actually addressed herself to a stranger P "I am the one to apologize! I am very awkward, I am sure!" cried the young man, elaborately replacing the wrapping. Lily recovered her self-possession, bowed coldly, and again took refuge in peering into the gloomy outer world. Suddenly, without a note of prepar ation, they shot into a huge dark tunnel. The transition from day to night was so swift that Lily almost screamed, and, do what she would to recover from the shock, her heart kept beating so that she could scarcely breathe. Here was a situation totally unlooked for. Neither her aunt nor her uncle hai prepared her mind lor iuia aluue iu me darkness, at the mercy of this deceptive and wily stranger, who had, no doubts many subtle mechanical 3ontrivances at command for extracting pocket hooks from the possession of country victims! Her breath came shorter; she faicied she alreadv felt something touch her pocket. She was no coward no, she would defend herself she would not submit to lose her treasure -those crisp green notes of large denomination that were to save Lionel, and puthim straisht in the paths of rectitude once more. The thought gave her courage; she slipped her hand sofly ?long the thick beaver cloth, plunged it quickly into the pocket and caught a man's hand firmly in her own! Ab! well, it was done, and she had it in a strong tight grip, from which, strange to say, it made no effort to free itself; but, though triumphant, no one ceuld ever tell what that act of justice, that defense of right, had cost her! As she held the guilty member pris oner, her tender woman's heart softened and plead for the offender against her sterner judgment. It was a struggle and PITTSBOHO', CHATHAM CO., N. C, JANUARY 27, 1881. B a hard one he might be young in crime, the victim of temptation, cf un toward circumstances; she would not give him over to punishment ; she would rather shield him from retribution; but she must protect her money. A pale, grayish atmosphere about them lasts an instant, then out they flash into the clear, bright day, upon which the laggard, wintry sun has just poured a welcome flood of light, show ing clearly to her own horrified vision, and the deeply meditative gaze of her companion her little right hand thrust deep into his coat-pocket, which closely adjoined her own, and clinched with all the force of its pretty pinkish fingers around his quietly imprisoned digits. There are some things that happen in everybody's life of which the one most nearly concerned knows nothing. Lily Courtney never could tell till her dying day how her hand got out of her neigh bor's pocket. She somehow came to herself by-and-byo n a dazed way, her forehead resting against the window glass, and a succession of crimson blushes chasing each other over her burning cheeks. Covertly and by slow degrees she looked around. The seat was empty, the suspected pickpocket of whom she would never think with out heartfelt shame had left her to her ruminations. They were not very agreeable ones. She had been taught that we could not be too suspicious she was ready hence forth to deny the assertion entirely. "I wish I had been robbed rather than have put my hand" she could go no further even in thought. A ho blush always interrupted her. " I hope I may never, never see that gentleman again !" she declared, energetically ; yet even as she said so, she knew she did not quite mean it. There was time for no further mental conflict thank goodness, there was the city ! It was two in the afternoon. Lily was just in that mood when one ceases to be confidential even with ones self. She would not acknowledge that she saw the stranger as she crossed the depot; she would not admit that she was dubious about the direct:on she should take to reach her brother; in fine, she was vexed and chagrined, un certain and excited, and could not re cognize herself as the resolute young heroine who had left Greenville that morning, relying on a store of good counsel, backed by ber own sagacity. At a little distance from the station she hailed a car, after hastily reading its lettered sides. When she consulted the conductor, she learned she was being carried out of her way, and with a nhouted line or two of directions ringing after her she descended and took an other with a varied but unsatisfactory result. She wished that she had not imbibed a prejudice against hacks and their drivers as being the accessories ol mysterious disappearances she had read of in those awful city papers ; but, tired and distracted as she was, after two hours' aimless car-changing and mis taking of points of the compass, she still could not trust herself, with night ap proaching to one of those conveyances. She resolved rather to go on foot, ask- ! ing her way block by block, and she swallowed back her tears and set out sturdily despite the cold. She forgot to be hungry, and was at last fairly on her way. Then she saw she could not tell just with what feeling directly in advance of her the gentleman with the sable col lar going the same way. After a time she ceased to ask and followed him blindly. She was half-benumbed now, and she murmured to herself: "I be gan by suspecting him now I am trust ing him in the dark!" True enough, night was coming on; they were turn ing into mean little streets, having come back in the neighborhood of the depot. A handsome carriage whose driver seemed to have waited for the stranger stood at the corner and received a ges ture of direction from him. All three be, Lily and the carriage, paused at a narrow doer. It bore the number, and was in the street Lionel had sent to Greenville. The gentleman knocked then stood back for his companion to enter; the door opened into a close, dirty little room, where poor Lionel lay, on an untidy settee, in the act of being made ready for removal by a kind and genial old gentleman, a little hasty in temper, it seemed, for he called out at sight of the young man whose pocket Lily had explored: " Well, you've got here at last, have you, Frank Bentley! I've waited long enough, I should say, and this poor boy suffering from a frac ture and fever in a place like this. The people who picked him up insensible off the ice out beyond in the next street, have been very kind," he added, to the German shoemaker and his wife who stood by. "You found him with his head cut by his fall, his pocketbook lost or stolen, and carried him here where he wrote home and this morning got his senses sufficiently about him to send for me, wiiicii was what he should have done at first." The doctor for he was the doctor with whom Lionel had it in mind to study by-and-bye talked on in this strain to relieve an evident em barrassment. Young Dr. Bently, his son, explained (while the sister and brother indulged m a singularly fervent embrace, consid ering that they had been but two days separated) that he had received his father's message per family servant on his arrival at the depot at two o'clock, but that he was detained by a pressing and most imperative engagement (he did not explain that said engagement was his own resolution to follow respectfully and unseen to her destination the pretty timid little Lily, of Greenville, who had, by the odd process of entering his pocket, stolen hjs heart: Such things will do to keepas will also Lily's pleased amazement at the family misinterpreta tion of poor Lionel's letter, written in pain and fever. He, too, proud of his early recollections of the city ways, tarted on foot over its icy pavements and met with a physical, and a moral fall . That little mistake was explained and laughed over, but Lily did not want hers to share the same fate to keep it secret she even bribed Frank Benely. . Once he threatened" Oh, do not tell about my hand!" she whispered.entreat ingly; "I won't if you will give it tome," was the answer, in the same key. Well Aunt Keziah liked him, Uncle Adonij ah found him suitable, and they were married on Christmas eve a year after her adventure " in a pocket!" Comiu' Thro' the Bye. A New York pictorial published an illustration of " Comin' Thro' the Rye," and blunders into what we presume is the popular misconception of the ditty, giving a laddie and a lassie meeting and kissing in a field of grain. The lines It a laddie meet a lassie Comiir thro' the rye, and especially the other couplet: A' the lads they smile on mo When comi ii thro' the rye. Seem to imply that traversing the rye was a habitual or common thing, but what in the name of the Royal Agri cultural society could be the object in tramping down a crop of grain in that style. The song, perhaps, suggests a harvest scene, where both sexes, as is the custom in Great Britain, are at work reaping, and where they would come and go through the fields indeed, but not through the rye itself, so as to meet and kiss in it. The truth is, the rye in this case u no more grain than Rye Beach is, it being the name of a small, shallow stream near Ayr in Scot land, which, having neither bridge nor ferry, was forded by the people going to and from the market, custom allowing a lad to steal a kiss from any lass of his acquaintance whom he might meet in the mid stream. Our contemporary will see that this is the true explanation, if he will referto Burn's original ballad, in which the first verse refers to the lass wetting her clothes in the stream. Jenny is a' wat puir boddio; Jenney's saMom dry; She drag'it a'-her potticoatio Cumin' thro' the rye. Albany Arjjus. Almanacs. Almanack is the Arabic for " dairy," and hence it may be inferred that some notion of this kind obtained among the Arabs. Manuscript almanacs of a rude character and dated a century before the invention of printing are still in ex istence. The earliest printed almanac was issued in 1460, being next to the Bible in early date. Fifteen years after ward almanacs sold for ten crowns in gold, and hence were only in the hands of the richest class. How strange this seems at the present time when one gets an almanac shoved on to him gratis at every drug store. Nostradamus, the astrologer, who flourished three cen turies ago, was the first that introduced predictions concerning the weather, which still continues to be one of the almanac's amusing features. For a cen tury and a half almanac making was a government monopoly in Great Britain, and its abolition was a matter of such difficulty that it required the eloquence of Erkskine. It was accomplished about the time of the declaration of indepen dence. The most popularof such pub lications in America was Poor Richard's almanac, which was issued by Franklin for twenty-six years. Its sale was enormous, eah edition being about 10, 000. and yet it soon became very scarce. A century afterward copies were sold at $12 apiece. The longest series of almanacs in this country was issued by Isaiah Thomas, of Worcester, Mass., and his successors. It was continued for forty-five years, and was highly prized for its apothegms and sententious wit. Troy Times. A Fatal Snow Slide One Monday a short time ago four men left Georgetown, Col, for Tyner, in the North Park. They traveled over the snow without mishap until Wednes day morning, which found them climb ing up a very steep and rugged moun tain a few miles from Tyner. The snow covering on the mouptain was about six feet thick. As the men were toiling up the height the great carpet of snow sud denly began to move down. The Blide was comparatively slow at first, but within thirty seconds it had become a thundering avalanche, and the four men were hurled at lishtning speed to the foot of the mountain. James Nelson one cf the party, fastened his boots into an icy crust, and clinging with all his strength was not hurt seriously, though his body was braised and his flesh torn in various places. When the slide stopped he was within a few inches of the surface of the mass and was able to thru3t his arm thrcugh to the surface, thus seeming air. Ten minutes later William Sanucls, who had escaped un hurt, dug Nelson out and they together searched for their companions. They found Charles Eiton several feet beneath the snow and not far off was Thomas Gray, both black in the face from suf focation and both dead. Searching fur ther they found John Fraser, who had been buried twenty feet. He was purple in the fac? and blood flowed from his mouth, but he soon regained conscious ness. His left leg was broken in two places. As to Household Expenses. A New York paper savs: Household expenses have increased here greatly during the last ten to fifteen years, mainly from increase of luxury rather than from any advance in prices. Per sons are not satisfied with the kind of houses thev had then. These are called old-fashioned; they sell at reduced rates and are rented with difficulty. They have not the improvements and con veniences required to-dav: thev are often regarded as untenantable until they have undergone expensive alter. ations. Furniture is of a very different and much costlier pattern than it used to be, and there is much more of it. To build and furnish a dwelling genteelly demands nesrlv twice as larae a sum aa it did from 1865 to 1870. We are now in the artistic and decorative period, and art and decoration are verv dear. Men and women, particularly women, wear more and finer clothes than formerly; have more desires and pleasures to gratify, more expensive taites to consult. Householders were wont to estimate their rent as nearly one-third of their annual disbursements. Now it is barelv one-fifth or ne-sixth thereof. What was superfluous has become essential. Hundreds of things are needed to-dav which could not be had, which did not exist, twelve or fourteen years ago. National prosperity has scarcely kept pace with national extravagance, and most of us tend to reckless improvidence. Ninety Miles an Honr. There has just been turned out from the Grant Locomotive Works in Pater son, N. J., a new locomotive of peculiar construction, intended for the Pittsburg, Fort Wayne and Chicago railroad. En gene Fontaine, the inventor, claims that this locomotive can be made to go ninety mile.3 an hour, while the machinery is rnn no faster than that of an ordinary locomotive traveling at the rate of sixty miles an honr. The machinery is all on top of the boiler, instead of under it. The driving wheel rests on another wheel, which in turn rests on the track. This lower wheel has two rims, one a foot smaller than the other. The outer rim touches the track, and the inner or smaller rim supports the driving wheel. The motion of the driving wheel thus communicated is magnified by this ar rangement so that the lower wheel turns one-third faster than the driving wheel, and so the speed is increased. The smaller rim of the lower wheel bears to the larger rim a relation similar to that of a very large hub of any wheel. Of course any rate of motion communica ted to such a hub is greatly magnified at the periphery of the wheel. In the same way the motion of the driving wheel in this case is magnified by the peculiar arrangement of the whfel it rests upon. Mr. Fontaine believes that his locomotive, if it were not for the in creased resistance of the air, could be run at the rate of 107 miles an hour. He expects it to make 90 miles an honr easi ly. N. Y. Sun. Romance or Fiction! The Chicago Tribune tells the fol lowing: John B. Martin arrived in At lanta, 111., from Pittsburg, Pa., and was quietly married to a lady who arrived in that place about three weeks ago, and had been introduced as Mies Green, from Baltimore, Mi. It seems that she was divorced from Martin, who is a manufacturer in Pittsburg, about five months ago, afterward coming to Atlan ta, where she has relatives and friends residing. It is also said that the lives of Martin and his wife are somewhat tinged with the romantic; that they have been already married five different times. Mrs. Martin is a lovely and ae complished woman, the eldest daughter of a Presbyterian clergyman of Balti more. She Didn't Want to Wake the Baby. A little five years old girl in the city asked her father one day last week if it would do any good if she should pray to God to let it rain. She was told per haps it might, and nothing more was thought of it by her parents till after Sunday evening's shower. "When she waked Monday morning she asked her father if he knew what made it rain. He said no, and the replied that it was because she had prayed "last night and the night before." Her mother re marked that she did not pray hard enough, for it rained only a little, when the clild answered. "Well, I didn't want to wake up the baby. Spring field Republican. Court Plaster. The Scientific American gives the fol lowing directions or making this useful article: Soak isinglass in a little warm water for seventy-four hours; then evaporate nearly all the water by gentle heat: dissolve the residue in a little dilute alcohol; and strain the whole through a piece cf open linen. The strained mass should be a stiff jelly when cold. Now stretch a piece of silk or sarsenet on a wooden frame, and fix it tight with tacks or pack-thread. Melt the jelly and apply it to the silk thinly and evenly with a badger hair brush. A second coating must be applied when the first has dried. When both are dry, apply over the whole surface two or three coatings of the balsam of Peru Plaster thus made is very pliable, and never breaks. Pawnbrokers may be a hard-hearted set, but it must be admitted that there is one redeeming fratur in their busi ness. Yonkcrs Smlesmnrt. A. L0SO0N, Jr., Editor and Mbte. Origin of the Merino Sheep. ' As the ancient Greeks had no cotton nor silk, and very little linen, and as sheep's wool was the principle texture from which their clothes were made, they took peculiar care to cultivate with especial care such breeds of sheep as produced very fine wool. Such breeds were those of the Greek city of Taren tum, situated "on the Tarentine gulf. In order to improve the fine quality of the wool still more, the sheep were covered with clothes in cold weather, as it was found by experience that exposure to cold made the wool coarser. Thus clothing these sheep from generation to generation resulted in a very delicate breed with exceedingly fine wool, ac cording to the law established by Dar win in regard to selection and adaption to exterior conditions. This product oi Greek industry was transmitted by them to the Romans. whose great agricultural author, Colun ella, states that his uncle in Spain crossed the fine Tarentine sheep with rams imported from Africa.and obtained a trsonger breed, combining the white ness of fleece of the father with the fine ness of the fleece of the mother, and having obtained such results the race was perpetuated. The absence of other fine textures made these Spanish sheep so valuable that in the beginning of our era they were sold in Rome for $1,000 in gold a head, au enormous price for .those times, when money had much more value than now. When the barbarians invaded Italy these sheep were all exterminated, while the greater portion of the Rr,man possessions were laid waste. But in the less accessible mountains of Spain the Moors preserved the breed, and it is to them that modern Spain owes the merino sheep, which are the direct de scendants of this cross breed of the Greek and African ancestors referred to. It is a valuable inheritance, too, which that country owes to the combined Greek, Roman and Moorish civilization, and of which our California wool-grow ers also earn the advantages, by the prosperity of this breed of sheep, which was there a few years ago Words of Wisdom. Report is a quick traveler but an un safe guide. A good book supplies the place of a companion. Youth looks at the possible; age at the probable. Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul. He who thinks his place below him will be below his place. A man cannot give a bfter legacy to the world than a well educated family. Moderation is the silken string run ning through the pearl-chain of all vir tues. The moment man begins to rise above his fellows, he becomes a mark for their missiles. Letters from friends are sunbeams on life's horizon that ch?er our way and lighten labor. Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue, it is nard lor an empty bag to stand upright. It is to be doubted whether he will ever find the way to heaven who desires to go thither alone. Be courteous with all, but intimate with few ; and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence. Don't get soured with the world ; It does not mend matter for you, but it makes you very disagreeable to others. A few more rapidly rolling years, flowing past like a river, vanishing like a dream, youth will be gone, and the world will look elsewhere, and reject those who have not already learned to reject it. Let us, then, love that eternal beauty which never grows old, and which endows its lovers with perpetual vr"th. A Carious Calculation. A New England railroad superinteng dent, having directed that in paintin and lettering the cars oi the company the letters "R. R." should be left off, leaving only the name of the road as for instance the "New York and New England "the Hartford Gourant thinks if a man cannot tell a railroad car by looking at it he cannot infer it from the mystic double R. And it thereupon proceeds to make this somewhat curious calculation : It may be estimated that lettering cars costs a cent a letter. Now there were, a year ago, 423,013 freight cars in this country. Some have been smashed since then, but many more have been buiit. There are probably 450,000 to day. If so, the cost of the unnecessary tour R's on them has been $18,000. This is a small sum of money, but there are plenty of people who would be willing to save it, especially if at the same time hey avoidei a foomti perurmance. The example of the New York and New Fn gland is a commendable one. Either follow it or else labei cars in large let ters: This is a railroad car. Two men fired simultaneously at each other in a Salt Lake barroom, and the bullets came into collision. There could be no doubt ot thi3. for one buhet dropped to the floor midway between the antagonists, who were ten feet apart, and the other wis turned upward to the ceiling, while both were flattened. In the last agricultural returns ol Gn at Britain the growth of woods and forests is shown to be going on very fast and in the la3t five years has increased by half a million acres. - fl. 1.80 2.60 For larger advertisements liberal contracts will made. ITEMS OF INTEREST. The annual sugar production of the world is about 5,500,000 tons. The Graphic wants to know why the same man will say in one breath to the commercial tourist, " I have more goods than I know what to do with," and in the next breath tell an advertising solici tor, " I am so busy now that I can't get goods fast enough to keep up with my orders. Mount Baker, Washington Territory, has now joined the array of volcanoes, headed by Mauna and Mount Vesuvius, in active operation in various parts ot the earth's surface. Whether there ia anything more than an accidental con currence in their apparently concerted outbreak the scientific people must be left to tell. The little city of Weimar, where Gosthe resided, is ordinarily as quiet as a country village. Pianoforte playing, however, is universal, and the noise of persons practicing on that instrument is something intolerable. The authorities have therefore passed an ordinance that no piano shall be played in a room', the windows of which are open, under pen alty of a fine. A "drop" is a variable quantity, al though many people never think about this fact. The Journal of Chemvtry says that the largest drop is formed by syrup of gum-arabic, forty-four to the dram, and the smallest by chloroform, 250 to the dram. As a general rule. tinctures, fluid extracts and essential oils yield a drop less than one-half the size of water, and acids and solutions give a drop but slightly smaller than water. A sample of Chinese tea has been raised by Mr. S. P. Odom, of Dooly county, Ga., from plants furnished by the national agricultural department. He says the plants are now three years old, in a very healthy condition and bearing profusely. Mr. Odom is satis fied that tea raising could be made a success in this country, and of great profit, if the proper attention were given it. Mr. Silver, a well-known inventor of Lewiston, Me ., for several months has eaten but one meal a day, and that about ten o'clock in the evening, imme diately before retiring. He works ten bours a day as a machinist without eat ing or drinking anything. Instead of pining away, Mr. Silver has gained thirty -five pounds in flesh. He is not hungry until bedtime. All the fluids his stomach receives are from the fruit and vegetables which makes up most of his food . He eats no meat, as he be lieves that animal food is " animaliz ing," living mainly on oatmeal and Graham bread, without salt, but eating apples, grapes and other fruits liberally. Uaoanei, me wen-Known irencn painter, is between fifty and sixty years of age, and his profuse white locks and beard, brilliant dark eyes and fresh com plex ion, his finely poised head and well proportioned form, make of him a very attractive central figure for his superb s udio. He is as coquettish as a pretty girl, and can paint all day without get ting a spot on his white well-kept hands- or on the coat of black velvet (silk vel vet, be it understood, and no vulgar velveteen) which is his habitual studio dress, and which is marvelously becom ing to his well-shaped figure and his handsome head, with its picturesque masses of silvery hair. Cabanel is the most accomplished man of the world ol all the brilliant fraternity of Parisian artists. Huffy Toople. One of the oddest things to witness, if not one of the most disagreeable to en counter, is the faculty some people have of taking offense when no offense is meant-taking "huff," as the phrase goes, with reason or without making themselves and every one else uncom fortable, for nothing deeper than a mood or more than a fancy. Huffy people are to be met with of all ages and in every Btation, neither years nor condition bringing necessarily wisdom or insus piciousness; but we are bound to say that the larger proportion will be gen erally found among women, and chiefly among those of an uncertain social posi tion, or who are unhappy in their cir cumstances, not to speak of their tem pers. Hufliness, which seems to be self asscrdon in what may be called the neg athe form, ard which the possessors thereof classify as a high spirit of sensi tiveness, according as they are passion ate or sullen, is in reality the product of self distrust. The person who has Belf -respect and nothing to fear, who is of an assured social status, and happy private condition, is never apt to take offense. Many and great are the dangers of action with huffy people, and sure you are to flounder into the bog with them, whilo you are innocently thinking you are walking on the solid est esplanade. The dangers of speech are just as manifold. The dangers of jestine are, above all, great. It may be laid down as an absolute rule, which has no exception anywhere, that no huffy person can bear a jose good-humoredly, or take it as it is meant. If you attempt the very simplest form of chaffing, you will soon be made to find out your mis take, and not unfrequently the whole harmony of an evening has been set wr ng, because a thin-skinned, huffy person has taken a pleasant jest as a personal affront, and either blaz3dout or gloomed sullenly, according to his or her individual disposition and the di rection of the wind at the time. flbwse- One square, one insertion. One square, two insertions, One square , one month, iris 9 m m Km I m mm MM mi r ti , 1 IP m m t V'i '1 i.siiFl 3ii ill .5 ,:: ,- . m V- vfJt if.. 1 ,? 1 i m m I jr.;
The Chatham Record (Pittsboro, N.C.)
Standardized title groups preceding, succeeding, and alternate titles together.
Jan. 27, 1881, edition 1
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