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v- , . , .. Ml V;'-'5 " -'''sBs 2l)c l)atl)am Eceorb. KDlTOlt AND PHOPRLETOH. Ef)c Chatham Betoro BATES OF ADVERTISING TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION, One square, one insertion One square, two insertions -One square, one month - fl.Ott 1.50 - 2W OSS DOLLAR PER YEAR vol. x. PITTSBORO', CHATHAM CO., N. C, APRIL 12, 1888. NO. 32, For larger advertisements hberalcon- I'tracts will-be made. fi 11 1111 1 j 111 1111 vii 11 111 lyAyAyAyj Ay The Mirage. t.l ,i that when weary travelers Tl vi v. throudi quivering heat across (iivii ro'l;.- f"i shadow in a weary land, .1ll!u i"1- li,lmsi a"d fairer yet, the m!;- mi li-ht to laugh in sound the Mtvani. Thi 1-:l ': K ot t:ime enchanter's wand, jiUt tii;1t !t ik'i-tovl here true visions stand (if fn -'iV things that close beside them So rn 'vi'i' b-' BOt march, when near at h m I liivi'i' Vl ir'1' we S3e uPon us beem, WI . i .mI mi !in 1 parting need not be our t!iti': ,; Iwh fcrefougbt, by grief un- n.:i j'rop!irt Nri f ee, hush your stern com- ir i'i 1. !: H I is- not to hold it all a dream. The Spectator. BED AND WHITE. BY E. A CUSTER. ii--nv s oriuwestcru luis inorninir, IV.- Z.'kc?' asked Dick sro-s the restaurant table. Spriggs Slumped oil six point?, blame it!" sviling vieioudy over his paper at the ftc ik bro j ;ht by the wai'.er. I . kirl Springs laii down lm paper, n:; l picking up his fork, stuck it into the meat. As he withdrew it a:id saw rite rich, red juici ooze out, hi) face brightened. Spriggs was somewhat of n 1 pi cure. ;x point's a pretty big drop," said Dv:k, possessing himself of the paper tr.! alternating between it and his b.k aU; "how d ye come out?" Cit Spriggs was busily engaged ii t ui-iiT huge pieces of stea'c aid c'::cwi:!,- them with much the same ex jreioa that a chicken exhibits when taking a hi ik of water. Easiness was lii-hes:, Lut breakfast was breakfast ja -t thiv, a :d while Dick chattered aad 1 tr.tcf, Spring turned hii eyes to tK: filing at every bite and gave Li::iHlf up to soulful enjoyment of what was 1" fori.- him. Dick skimmed lbhtiv o. 1 thi.' news, took a cursory glance at th ' li 'i i ll-, an l paused at the lower con r of the pig, th.'Q he read aloud: I '--;!i!y tii reason why, when a red ii - il l rq i ars on the street, a white 1; ! . ". m .5 -.os its apjifarancf, will have to i tiu :M for in history. Away back in the r-arly firk r.'.vl Kjyptian lavs, rel-hiirel girJs ...iv .in tly pri?I cl-ove all'' U'.'iadz fhitf" interrupted Spriggs. S, ri-! was a bachelor and though rich iv.is net especially addicted to th3 fair Pick leaned thoughtfully back in hh (Lair. "It s a dodgasted funny thing, Tuck Zeke, but it's a fact, never knew it to f iil; htraiht as a string, too." "Well, what is it?" ' Uhv, doa't you see, the 6aying u that where ever you see a red-headed there is always a white horse in H.'lit. I believe it nowdidn't at first. Why only list Su iday night I went to ch in h with Mhs Au.tin you ought to elier, Uacl-j Z;kc -" Dick piuscd 'irh a pieci of steak ha'f-way to his roouth and gaze I yearningly at tho hhak wall. "Well, a3 I was saying, I f nt to church; coming out I saw di-f-ctly in front of us a girl with hair just about r.s red as you irid it. Ouo f the rules of the g mi is tint you nit alwayi go som? where th t i .c t'ssible to th-j ho.if; afcvr seci th; red hair, so I mads an exctue about a short rut aad dragged Mibel oit the side loor. I thought I had the white boric sequence dea I thi time, 1 ut j itt as wa came out the door, sure enough tin in vita'!c white hore came trotting ru -d the cnr.:cr. There wasn't another Irur-(:z-r ar imai h si.'ht an 1 Idid i't see &:iy t'ae wlio! i way ho ne. I'vj trie I it cvf ry chance aid never knuw it to fail. i'ri'g grunted an inau lible response and roso from the table. By noon he had forgotten all about it but the sight a ri'd-hairv'd girl brought the subject t- his mind. In spite of iU evident ab-nir-lity there was something odd aad muanny about the notion and Spriggs awn unconsciously b?gan to scan 'he j a sers-by. Turning the corner he tf,ue plump a;ainst another mai l with frn Imiraiid sure enough there, hitched ,0 ! p' t, was a rath' r scrawny but an ";r iv.akable whita horse. This was 1,1 ' rinrdng of hi down'all for there :i,1'l th' n he lcteimincd to fee exactly 'hat was in th'j sayi.i. Now Spriggs w s s (.thing if not methodical. A long n 0 o! iu .-Is b'.csscdness and business 1-1 :i ig ha 1 uvx lo him so, and he cn ' '((! iato the investigation in somewhat "g iam : imnncr as he would some great ''ines question. I m.ij ir part of the next day was M'-t 11 k c'iitig tally of the horsai that i' 1 1 is i llt c wiu low; and the fol ' w g lay in m extended hunt of red- ah-1 jrirg xvithout regard to their so Cll'el f.ccomp.niincnts. The reiult w that while one horse in every fifteen jU, whit., only one female in thirty-one ' "' r"l hair. A series of afternoon sit Uri!j' at his club window brought out remarkable fact that for every seven "H-n that passed, two horses were in "I:'J,t. This was to be the basis of the Spri rKS reatoncd that the chance 14 '"'t tb.c scqtiCTCc wore nbout two to for according to hi obseryatious, in the ordinary days run, there were twice as many red-haired girU as white horses. This of course did not allow for unusual occurrences or for night travel, when there were fewer horses on the ftrect. , At the end of tho first week the remit was: failures, one; verifications, forty oight. Spriggs did not quite bc'ieve in the thing yet, but the next week was even moro convincing. The record stood: failures, none; success, seventy four times. By this time it hal be come not a definite test to prove the truth of the saying, but a wild hunt alter an instance where a failure could be recorded. Night after night Spriggs prowled around the streets peering into the faces of the pedestrians and fre quenting localities where there would be little likelihood of finding quadru peds. The fever had grown to such an extent that ho was forced to admit to himself that there must be something in it while ho professed to believe that tho truth needed further investigation. One day Dick dropped in and taking Spriggs aside, with much hesitation and stammering, confided the fict that he was engaged to be mairied. "It's Mabel Austin, Unc'.c Zike, a beautiful girl " "Light or dark?' asked Spriggs with a quick look of interest. "Well, I guess you'll call her a bru nette, for she has the loveliest black hair in the world; but I have promised to bring you to sec her tonight. Say you'll go, Uncle Zjkc I'll call for you at 8, shall I?" It had bon many years sinc3 Spiiggs had gone out calling and he was loth to begin now, when hj needed all his time for his investigations; however, he promissd aud sent his nephew away rejoicing. Spriggs found Mabel all that Dick had claimed for her. and was well pleased with hii boy's choice; yet the evening dragged somewhat, and his dress suit madi Uncle Zike overly con scious of his society shortcoming?. He was stauding near the window for a moment alone, when hi heard his name called. Turning quickly, he saw Dick approaching with a vision of loveliness on his arm. One look was enough, and tli3 next instant Spriggs hid wheeled about and jerked aside the hangings. Trotting slowly past, and directly uider the street lamp, was the inevitable white j hene. Then he remembered that Dick possi b'y wanted to present him. and, drop ping tho curtain in great haste, he con fronted the p ir. The vision hal a cold and haughty look, and Dick was clearly embarrassed. Spriggs appreciat ed his awkward t o tion fully, aud with a great effort made himself exceedingly agreeable. Indeed, in his abject hu miliation he was so devoted that Dick was led to whisper to his lincce:"Your sunny-head id friend seems to have caught U icle Zike hard." When Spriggs went home he sat down and went over the eve its of the evening. The vision wai certainly haadsoms and could talk as few women were able, but he shudlercdat the thought of her hair. It was an unmistakable red. Nevertheless, he had asked permis sion to call an I it had been graciously g: anted. Spriggs called and then called again. In a short time his kd uri hour were about evenly divide I between his investigations and the v'sion. Spriggs was struck hard, so hard, indeed, that when in her delight ful presence he almost forgot his hobby. He invariably hired a white hore, how ever, when he took her out driving. Once ho had the temerity to try a bay horse, but he never r petted tho experi ment. He was uneasy the whole time, for while his heart a;d sml were with his companion his mind and eyes sadly mhsed the familiar sequence. One evening as matters were ap proaching a crisis, Spriggs found him self seated in close proximity to his inamorata. He had fully made up his mindt0 8cttlc the matter at once and have done with it. There was just enough of manly conceit about him to make him feel assured that his suit would not be unsuccessful, but it was with considerable trepidation that he approached the subject. The conversa tion had drifted, as lover's talk invari ably will, to the personal, and Spriggs was expatiating on early struggles and ambitions. "I had a hard time when I was young," he was saying. ' My nature was not one to make friends readily, and female friends were exceedingly rare. Indeed, my mother was the only woman with whom I felt really at ease. Then, as my business grew, I had. so much to attend to that social pleasures were almost unknown." There was silence for a moment; both intuitively felt that the time was al most at hand. The vision was seated facing the deep bay window with her head just touching tho curtains, while Spriggs sat so that his back was to wards the street. He generally sat that way when in her company, to avoid tha temptation of looking out when he heard a horse passing. Then Spriggs meditatively resumed: "Until lately I thought that I should always move along in the rut I had fallen into, but now I am bold enough to hope for something infinitely better." As Spriggs in his earnestness leaued forward his quick car heard tin distant pit-a-pat of a trotting horse. His fitst impulse was to turn awd look out, but with a mighty effort he restrained him self, and, leaning still further, ho groped blindly, excitedly for her hand. Nearer and nearer camp the horse, but Spriggs now had a firm grasp on hei hand. "I do hope for something infinitely better, and and " "Well," softly breathed tho vision, while her glorious eye3 gazed dreamily past him into the deepening night. "And and now it all rests on a single word. Can vou will you dear Miss Lucy--is that a white hor-e?'' Dick Spriggs said the other day that if ho did not read the papers for him self every morning he would imagine from Uncle Z ike's appearance that Northwestern had slumped off about 600 points, Detroit Free Press. A Ulan Attacked by Squirrels. Col. J. L. Culbertson of Edwards port, Iud. , tells this story of his expe rience in 1854 or thereabout?, the time of the great migration of squirrels from the east to the west. The Evansville Courier, which publishes the story, says that the colonel is a gentleman of "un questioned truth and honesty." He was a young man then, and one day took his rille and went about a mile from town to hunt. He was going through the woods when he met the army of squir rels. They became so thick around him and seemed so fearless that he stood in amazement. Finally ho struck one with a stick. The squirrel uttered a sharp squeak aud instantly myriads of rquirrcls from all directions rushed to tho defence of their associate and at tacked Mr. Culbertson, who kicked them off and clubbed at them with his gun. They climbed up his legs, jumped upon his back, and on top of his head. He fought desperately, Lut the more he succeeded in hurting the louder the chattering and screaming around him became, which only brought greater numbers of the infuriated little animals to the attack. They bit his legs and arms and gashed his face and neck and lacerated his haud3, fairly scrambling over each other in their fierce assault. He dropped his gun and retreated as fast as he could, fighting desperately as he went. Blood streamed down his face and neck and hands. They bit him through the ears, and held on until they actually tore their hold loose. He got out of tin woods, and still scores followed him and clung to him until ihey were pulled off by the clerk and others iu a store iito which young Cul bert on rushed for assistance. Some of the friends who helped to pull off the squirrel?, and who saw him come into town literally beset with them, still re side at E lwardsport His friends washed his wounds and stayed the flow of bkod which trickled down his legs and back and gushed from his face and neck, and, with good care and atten tion, he slowly recovered. The American Mule. No monument has yet been erected to honor the memory of the American mule. He is not a bad subject for treat ment in bronze. His colossal ears, huge frame and expressive countenance would make up extremely well for let us say---a pedestal in front of the War Dept.; nay, why should not at least one coin of the Iiepublicbear bis image and superscription, as was suggested iu the following eloquent passage from the Fourth of July oration of Mr. George W. Peck, delivered at La Crosse, Wis consin, in 1878: "The bird that should have been selected as the emblem of our country: the bird of patience, forbearance, and perseverance, and tho bird of terror when aroused, is the mule. There is no bird that combines more virtues to the square foot than tho mule. With the mule emblazoned on our banners, wo should be a terror to the foe. We are a nation of uncomplaining hard workers. We mean to do the fair thing by every body. Wo plod along, doing as we would be done by. So docs the mule. We, as a nation, are slow to anger. So is the mule. As a nation, we can occa sionally stick our ears forward and fan flies off our forhead. So docs the mule. We allow parties to get on and ride as long as they behave themselves. So does the mub. But when any nation sticks spurs into our flmki and tickles our heels with a straw, wo come down stiff legged in front, our ears look to the beautiful beyond, our voice h cut loose and is still for war, our subsquent heels play the snare drum oa anything within reach and strike tcror to the hearts of all tyrants. So d 033 the mub 1" A Curious Fact About San Francisco. A curious fact about Sin Francisco u that it is about half way along a line running from the easternmost point of land to the westernmost owned by tho United States. By drawing a line from the western end of the Aleutian Islands to the eastern end of Maine, it will be found that the Golden Gate on the Pacific is in about the middle of it. CHILDREN S COLUMN. That' Batty. One little row of ten little toes, To go along with a bran new nose, Eiht new fingers and two new thumbs, That are just as good as sugar plums That's baby. One little pair of round new eyes, Like a little owl's, so old and wise, One little place they call a mouth, Without one tooth from north to south That's baby. Two little cheeks to kiss all day, Two little hands, so in his way, A brand new head, not very big, That seems to need a brand new wig That's baby. Dear little row of ten littJ toes, How much we love them nobody knows; Ten little kisses on mouth and chin, What a shame he wasn't a twin That's baby. Hungry Hawks. The passengers on the coast accommo dation of the Louisville and Nashville road have doubtless noticed how the hawks follow the afternoon train as it speeds through the grasses of the Louisiana swamp lands. Every after noon these hawks meet the train per haps a little beyond Lee station, aad, flying low, bear it company to the Rig-' olets. Watch the birds closely and you will discover the reason for their at tendance. It is supper time, and the train as it rushes on frightens the little birds that have hidden among the rushes and they fall an easy prey to these hungry hawks. New Orleans Picayune. Uarex at the JBattle of Ma gram. A -singular incident of the bittlc of Wagram, between tho French and Austrian?, is related by Captain B!aze, of the French Imperial guard. He sr.y3 that besid'.! being a great contest of arms the d iy was a great hare hu it. There were four hundred thou;aad hunter?, half were Austrians and half French. Tho plain was simply covered with hares, which the long advance cf the twj armies had gathered into the narrow space. At every ten steps there started up one of these animals. Fright ened by the guns they ran for their lives, and continued to run until they reached the Austrian lines. There they were none the les3 terrified, and came rudiing back. The soldiers were great ly amused by the frantic movements of the hares, and c-u'd hardly be re strained from making after them. Finally there was a great Austrian cav alry charge, which of course took no ac count of the harea. The horses plunged in amongst them. Other soldiers, not immediately pressed by the onset of the enemy, caught up the trembling animals in their hand?. They believed that both the great armies had come there ex pressly to hunt them the hares in ste id of to hunt each other. False and True. Two young girls were graduated last year from the same school; both the chil lren of refined, Christian people; both i-itclligcnt, gentle and well-meaning. But there was one difference be twem them that marked every word and action. Celia hung about her teachers inces santly, professing affection for them; but she never obeyed a rule, or learned a lesson thoroughly. Mary 'made no professions, but she never obeyed a rule, or learned a lesson thoroughly. Each of tho girls lost her mother while in school. Celia draped herself in crape from head to foot; black jewelry dangled from her ears and neck, her veil was the thickest and longest that money could buy. But, after talking for a few days of her mother with sobs and teirs, she forgot her, and was as gay and careless as before. Mary's mourning was unobtrusive, and she never mentioned her loss. But she did not for a moment forget her mother; she tried to shapo her life by the teaching and the words and prayers which were now so dear, until her very voice grew gentle and her face shone with kindness like hers who was gone. Each of the girls on leaving school became a member of the church. Celia plunged vehemently iato Sunday school work, undertook to teach classes, to form guilds, to raise money by bazaars and fairs. Mary's work was quietly done, and her prayers were heard only by God. But her religion showed itself in the love and truth and helpfulness of her words and daily life. In a word , one will be a sham wo man, and the other a real one. fYouth's Companion. The Season For His Attention. Some European ladies passing through Constantinople, paid a vi3it to a certain high Turkish functionary. The host offered them refreshments, including a great variety of sweetmeats, always taking care to give one of tho ladies double the quantity he g ive the others. Flattered by this marked at tention, she pat the question, through the interpreter: "Why do you serve me more liberally than the rest?'' "Because you have a larger mouth," was the straightforward reply. OCEAN OIL WELLS. Where Oil Abounds Under Waters of the Pacific. the Some Submarine Springs That Have Been Encountered. With the pilot chart for N jvember last there was i sued a statement rela tive to the pofsible existence of sub marine oil springs as indicated by vari ous reports received from shipmasters on the Atlantic and in the Gulf of Mexico which, ia view of the possi bility of their commercial value, made the matter of geieral interest. Mention was made in tlm connection also of a well known 6pot near Sabine pass, on the gulf coast, called the "oil pond," where small vessels rua ia and anchor during heavy weather, tho water there bcin? comparatively smooth owing to a quantity of oil or oily mul, which rises to the surface. It was also siid that no such reports had been received from the Pacific coast. Since then, however, as a result of the interest elicited by the announcement, several reports hav been received which are incorp rated in the monthly report of the hydrographic office for February, briefly as follows: The attention of tho hyl ographers was first called to a letter from Thomas K. Griffin, of Sin Francisco, published pi the Newr York Maritime Register, in which ho states that submarine oil springs exist on the Pacific coast. The most pronounced is off whH is known as "Coal Oil Point," a'lout one and a quar ter miles west of Goleta and ten miles west of S ltrta B trbtra. Mr. Griffin sup plied information from several masters of vessels who have cruised in those waters, and their reports are so clear and consistent as to leave little room for doubt of the existence of such subma rine oil springs off that oist. Captain Van Helmc, of the American steamship Los Angeles, says that whin a vessel passes through the rc;ion of this spring the Rm!l of oil is so strong as frequently to cau e nausea among the passengers aid crew, and in certain spots the oil can bo distinctly seen bub bling up on the surface. Captain Wallace, of the American steamship City of Chester, Caplaia In gal Is, of the American steamship Sauta Rosa, and Captain Alexander, of the American steamship Queen of the Pacific, testifiy that there rrc' other similar springs on the Pacific coast, though not so pronounced as the former. Captain Wallace locates the lare spring about eighteen miles wcvt of Santa Birbirn, Cal., and states that the sur face of the ocean is frequently covered for miles with tin oil. He has also seen oil floating on the water to the north of Cape Mcndociu, from three to five lr.ilcs off shore, and thinks there is another spring there. Captain Plumber, of the American steamship Gypsy, who has sailed seventeen years in these waters, confirms the above statements, and says the belt of oil above Smta Birbara can b? seci the darkest night when sailing through it. A very full and interesting statement has also been received from Captain Goodall of the Pacific Coast Steamship Company, who refers to the fact that Goleta Point is known to masters of steamships as "Coal Oil Point" on ac count of the oil breast of it rising from tho bottom of the se 1. Oa a calm day the water is covered for miles with oil, bubbles of which can be seen ridng to the surface and spreading over it Al though it doss not seem to smooth the water like an i mil oil, yet, on a windy day, you can see a slick of oil on the surface. This spot is so well known by shipmasters that the smell of the oil is used as a guide in foggy wc:;ther, the petroleum smell being so strong that a captain can never mistake his p ition when off that point. Captain Gjodall says also that he has noticed a small flow of oil from the bottom cf tho sea off Co jo Point near Point Co.ctption, but there the amount of oil is very small. It cannot be seen bubbli-g up from the bottom, but is often vi ib'e 01 tho surface, the odor being very per ceptible. Bitumen is known to be generally dis tributed through the coast ranges to the southward of San Franri -co, aid pe troleum wells and tar springs have been found at places. It seems probable, therefore, th.it tho oil-bearing strata crops out here and there at the bottom of the sea off the oast, or else that the oil escapes through the crevices ia the overlying strata and rises to the surface. Such submarine oil springs ars known to exist at certain other places, the bay of Cumana, Venezuela, for example, where petroleum rises and spreads upon the surface ; and it is said that, off the is land of Trinidad, West Indies, there are submarine volcanoes, which oc casionally boil up and discharge a quantity of petroleum. Commercial Advertiser. Grandma (coming ia unexpectedly) Why, Tommy, what have you been do in to Poll? S'ic looks as if she'd had a conniption fit! Tommy Pjlly sail something about wanting mo lo crack her, and I did. An Old Weather Record. Mr. L D. Whitson gives the Chicago Journal these memoranda: 1853, dry summer; following winter very cold; ice 24 inches. 1854, very hot summer; winter cold est ever known. 1855, average summer; winter in tensely cold. 1856, average summer; winter very cold. 1859, dry summer; winter intensely cold. 1860. average summer; mild fall; win ter cold: six weeks' sleishins? to March 1. 1861, hot summer; winter cold; sleigh ing from December 15 to April 1. lcsbd, miki and dry summer; winter cold; thermometer 34 below zero, and cold to February 15. 1866, hr-t and dry summer; very cold January and February. 1867, dry summer and mild fall; win ter set in December 33, and cold till March 1. 1868, summer hot; severe winter from November 20 to January 10. 1869, summer very dry; winter from December 1, steady and coll. 1871, very dry fall; winter set in De cember 8, cold to spring. 1874, dry and mild fall and pleasant; winter set in November 20, and cold to April 20. 1876, summer hot and dry; winter very cold, ice 28 i:-ch 1880, dry summer; severe winter, December 29 extreme cold, and 5 be low z -ro in Texas. 1881, average summer; winter very cold, November 29, ice ten inches, and Snow from Maine to Virginia. 1882, dry summer; winter cold, De-ceub-r 8, 18 below, severe winter. 1883, dry and hot summer; severe winter, February 1, 14 below. 1884, average summer; cold winter, December 17, 2 Iclow; January 19, 25 to 3 below. 1885, average summer; severe winter, Dvceinbcr 20 below. 1886, dry summer; old winter, De cember, ice 10 inches, January 20 be low. 1887, dry summct; winter cold from D ember 20, ice 23 inches and colder weather predicted. A New International Language. A common language for the whole civilized world has been for several cen turies one of the dreams of poets, philosophers and reiijionists. It has been one of those ideas that would not down, but which in spite of failure after failure has continued to recur at inter vals with new claims f r interest as na tions of the world have been knit closer and closer together. Leibnitz tried the task of formulating such a language ia the latter part of thi seventeenth cen tury, but gave it up in despair. Bishop Wilkias. Abbe Sicard. Bachmeier aad Mezz fanti have at Intervals continuel to rekindle tho world's interest in the scheme. L'-ibnitz. Bachmeier, and Mrz- zofanti all hailed from Germany, and from the same philological nation comes the latest apot!c, tho inventor cf Vola- puk. Volapuk (pronounced folipick) is an attempt to invent an international language drawn in part from all civilized tongu s. Its grammar is almost noth ing, consisting in a few simple rules which have no exceptions or irregulari ties and which, when printed, makes a small four-page leaflet The vocabulary embraces now only a few thousand words, those of most common use, but i3 steadily growing. Interest ia this country ha3 hardly been awakened as yet, but in Italy, there are alrealy seven Volapuk societies and others ia Spain, France, Germany, Austria and lower Russia, numbering 120 in all. Pamphlet has followed pamphlet, lecture has suc ceeded lecture, and nine periodicals are published in Volapuk exclusively. The inventor is a humble Catholic priest, Jo hann M. Schleyer, living at Constance, Germany, on a pension of $250 a year, who has taken advantage of his retire ment to study more or less thoroughly sixty languages and didests. Voice. A Fine Dinner. The New York Graphic tells about a fine dinner for cighteci persons, at which "the center of the table was filled by a large, low glass receptacle some eight feet long, which was im bedded in moss and ferns, and in which swam gold fih and terrapin. In the mid He roso a fountain whose spray reached almost to the chandelier. At each lady's p'.ate was a uniquely beauti ful bouquet --a palm fern forming the background for a s pic ndil bunch of La France roses. Each place was desig nated as belonging to a guest by an ivory tablet, on which the name was em bossed in silver. The table was orna mented with many rare treasures of sil ver and china. Each salt-cellar was a silver swan, and in each was ai 'apostle spoon,' Mrs. being the fortunate possessor of a set of those beautiful examples of the skill "of silversmiths of the middle ages. Tankards three or four hundred y.-ars old ornamented tho occasion, an I a Nureniburg drinking horn of a very curious work nn: ship ap pealed to a more hirdy thirst than g ntiemen at New York dinner parties aro in the habit of exhibiting." The Little Grave on the Hill. There's a spot on the hillside far away, Where iir summer thegrfws grows green; Where, beneath a rushing ehu tree's shade, A moss covered stone is seen. 'Tis a quiet and unfrequented spot, A solitude lone and wild ; Yet-somebody's hopes are buried there 'Tis the grave of a little child. In winter, alas' that mossy stone Is hid 'neathhroud cf snow; But around it, in '""springtime, fresh and sweet, The daisies and violets grow; And o'er it the summer breezes blow, With a fragrance soft and mild, And tho autumn's dead leaves thickly strew That grave of a little child. And every year there's a redbreast comes, When the month of 5lsy is nigh, And builds her nest in tbis quiet spot, 'Mid the elm trees' branches high; With her melody sweet by the hour she trills, As if by the scene lieguiied ; Perhapjj who knows? 'tis an angel comes To the grave of that little child. Yes, somebody's hopes lie buried there, Some mother is weeping in vain. For, though years may come and years may go. 'Twill never come back again. Yet blessed are those who die in youth. The pure and undefined; Some road to Heaven, perchance, runs through That grave of a little child. HUMOROUS. The public will surely eout on the vinegar trus!. Old flan.es frequently get together and make a parlur match. The parlor i3 probably the most- fre quented of all court ro ms. Don't judge by appearances. A brand new coat may cover a wire dummy. It reads a trifle paradoxical to see a cargo of salt cod noticed under the head of fresh arrivals. The sign "Beware of the Dog'' is not hung up "that he who runs may read," but "that he who reads may run." It is a notSLle fact that however cleanly seamen may be on the water they have a decided dislike to being washed ashore. At the club Jones Look at Brown over there ia the corner. Smith Yes; buried in thought. Jones Mighty shallow grave, ain't it? Perhaps some of the people who are looking for nice, fat jobs could be ac commodated if they would apply at a laid rendering establishment. "Papa, where's Atoms?" "Atoms? I don't know, my boy. You mean Athens, probably." "No, I meau Atoms the place where everything is blown to." "There is something about you, Mr. Secondshelf, which tells me that you must have had a heart-history !'' and she gazed upon him with intense, soulful eyes. "No, m'm," he said: "I ain't just right there, but it's only cigar ettes." The Story of a Rare Plant Years ago Dr. Asa Gray was studying in Paris, and in a herbarium there came across a small, broken and imperfect specimen marked simply "From Amer ica," which interested him much. From the fragments before him he recon structed the whole plant His work was approved by the botanists about him, and ho named the little plant "Shortia Galacifolia" ia honor of Dr. Charles W. Short, the distinguished botanist. But no live specimens of the plant cpuld bo found. Years passed on and it had never been seen. At last a botanist at work in Japan found and named a plant which seemed to be of a gaaus closely allied to the Shortia. Dr. Gray corre spondel with the botanist, and it was concluded that the doctor had been in error and had mistaken a specimen of the Japanese genus. So the Shortia was generally left out of the list of plants by systematic botanists. But twenty years after this, as Dr. Goodale and Professor 1 Watson were one day ia the library of the University, they heard a shout of triumph from the herbarium and rushed in to find Dr. Gray waving a small plant about in the wildest enthusiasm. "Look at it! What is it? ' he cried. The two botanists examined it as directed and recognized the characteristics of the much-discussed plant. "It is the Shortia," they exclaimed. The speci men had been sent by a house in tho South which mado a business of puttiig up medicinal herbs. It had beeu brought in from some hitherto unex plored nook in the mountains by one of their collectors, and sent to tho pro fessor for identification. It proved in deed to be the Shortia, which was there fore once more reinstated in the floral family, greatly to Dr. Gray's delight. Dr. Gray afterward visited the locality iu which the pla::t was found, and pro cured a living specimen for the botani cal garden. New York Tribune. A Unkind Cut. "I hear that you are engaged, Ma mie?"' "It is true." "Then mother was right." "What about?" "She said you would be engaged be fore leap year was over." Boston Courier, ?1 m f:Nj r 4 ll .a .1 i i -.1
The Chatham Record (Pittsboro, N.C.)
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April 12, 1888, edition 1
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