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T V, 1 VOLUME VII. NEWTON, CATAWBA COUNTY, N. C, FKIDAY, DECEMBER 18, 1885. UMBER 47. . - 7 .7 i - Newton HE RPRISEo n WILLI A.ilS, RD.TvE AND PCBUSHER. On? co y, one year l 50 ni copy, six mouths 1 00 fySo n.vvto cntored without payment of the flibscriplion in advance. This is :in invariable rule of our buniucsi and must bo adhered to in !i oases. KP"" Advertising, one square of ten lines or less, first ins' rtion, 0113 dollar. Each subse quent ins rl inn. fifty cents. Snainess Cards. R. J. Shipp. T. H. Cobb. SHIPP & COBB, Attorneys A.t Law, Tractice in all the Courts. Office on Fuhlic Square. L. L. WITHERSPOON, ATTORNEY AT LAW NEWTON, N. C. M. L. McCORKLE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, NEW TON, N. C. vJ. IB. LITTLE, Surgeon Ientist, Has located in New o, N. O., and offers hi professional lervicL-s people of town an county. Office in Yocxt A Suruii Buildino. J. E THORNTON, Newton, N. C, Keeps constantly on hand al niz?s of Wood Coffins, and different qualities, as Hue as can be bought anywhere for the same money. Reasoniblo lime allowed to reliable parties. Shop one mile north of the oonrt house. R. P. RBINHARDT, BREEDER OF Short En Catils and Cotswold Sheep. I have now for Bale some very fine bucks and ewes. B. P. BEINHAKDT, Newton, N. C, STOP AT THE -LESOIR, N. G WILL H. RAMSAUR, Proprietor. STOP AT THE Yount House, The snbscriber having takfn the Yonn Honse, Newton, N. C, wishes to inform th pnblio that he is prepared to accr mm Klate travelers in a first-class style. Price.: reon able. Board by the day or W6ek at reduced prices. $5?" Formerly proprietor of the De!a varo irlv p, , N. Y. House, ueiiu P'.S.HA.LL. Heiikel & Coping's LIVERY, SALE AND FEED bTABLES, Newton, N. C. Will be foun 1 Ihe b:st stock and nea'est ve hioies in (own. PeMTH3 can be accommodated by us with any.hiog in the livery line, an J prices a- e guaranteed to give satisfaction. Wc oq!v ask a trial. Transpjrtatio:i to all the surrounding e mntry. We solicit the patronage of the public. Respectfully, HENKEt A CORPENIN3. ORGANS. IN ADDITION TO THE LARGEST AND CHEAPEST -STOCK OF Cental Hotel, FURNITURE In Western North Caro'ina, we are handling irre: al makes of Parlor, Hchool and Church OROANS, and offer them in Hickory at factory prices. Our Undertaking Department h complete in all its branches. Burial Robes, Wood and Metal io Cas s and Caskets, and Un dertaker's Supplies generally. jVCoore & Co., Hickory, fJ. C. Sept 16, 1836. A Quarrel. There's a knowing little proverb From the sunny land of Spain; But in Northland, ns in Southland Is its meaning clear and plain. L"ck it up within your i.ear Neither loso nor lend it Two it takes to make a qunrre One can always end it. Try it well in every way, Still you'll find it true. In a fight without a toe, Pray what could you do ? If the wrath is yours alone, Soon you will expend it. Two it takes to make a quam One can always eud it. Let's supposo Unit both are wroth And the strifo begun. If one voice shall cry for "Peace," Soon it will bo done; It" but one shall span the breach, IIo will quickly mend it. Two it takes to make a quarrel; One can always end it. -Mary E. Van Dyke in Young People. BROUGHT TO LIFE. A STOKY OF OLD PLANTATION DAYS IN A CKEOLE COLONY. Fifty dollars a month is not much of a salary, but I had arrived only a fortnight before, and had no acquaint ances in the country; therefore I could not presume to ask for better term?. My two pupil.-, if. Rabut assured me, were very well-behaved children; the sjirl was just fifteen, already a young lady, and the ten-year boy was equally apt at study. After all I was only re quired to give five hours a day to teaching; the rest of my time was al together my own, to be devoted either to work or sleep, as I pleased. "And remember," he said "your pa vilion is at such a distance from the family residence that you can feel per fectly at horaa there and perfectly quiet. Of course everybody wiU treat you with the consideration due to your position in the household. Yon will observe that my poor old mother's head is a little weak, but she is the kindest of souls." I accepted the situation. Ombreville is situated on the heights of Moka. The mule itself walked quite cautiously up the ascents, and a I was careful to keep the ani mal at a walk on the descents also, I came to the conclusion that I might just as well walk. I got down. Without troubling himself further about my wishes, my black who guid ed the vehicle soon begun to urge his animal rapidly along the road, which made a sharp turn at the bottom of a long steep slope. When I reached the turn both vehicle and negro had disap peared. I was all alone. I reckoned that there was scarcely another league to travel, and as it was not quite sev en o'clock, I would be able to be in time for breakfast. It was in April. A threatening storm had been growling all the day before on the other side of Le Ponce summit; on either side of the road the trees drenched in torrential rain, shook down showers of water from the leaves with every breath of wind; the water of the ditches to right and left ran with a loud murmur under the shadow of the high grass; the air was fresh and all impregnated with sweet srnell3; the sun still hung at the edge of the forest curtain; it was a delight to walk. From the bottom of my heart I thanked the intelligent black who had imposed lhi3 pleasure upon me, and I continued on my way. As I walked on I began to dream. What future did this new land hold in reserve for me? I had not come to It with any idea of making a fortune (although a young mm of twenty five, I had acquired enough common sense to save me from such allusions) but only to earn a good living, and lay by enough to enable me, when an old man, to return to France and sleep at last under the shadow of my own village spire. Meanwhile, after bal-an-hour walk, I had reached a point at which three different road3 forked off from the main one. One of them, I knew must lead to Ombreville but which? 1 Invoked the Triple Hecate, sat down upon a rock, and waited. A negro passing on the run, pointed out to me which road to take. Soon I caught sight of the lofty chimney of the sugar-mill then the house itself, buried in a thick grove of mango tree3, and, as I feared being late, I quickened my sttp. Under the veran dah, already crowded, I saw people rushing back and forward running, and no one noticed me as I ascended the front steps except a big fat negress crouching at the entrance, who sobbed and cried with renewed despair at my coming. There was on the sofa at full length, lay a young girl almost a child J Her long, bright hair, all streaming with water, fell over the back of the sofa, and had dripped up on the verandah until a little pool had formed upon the flags. She was whit er than a piece of marble; the violets of death were on her compressed lips; her lifeless arms lay rigidly straight by ber side, and M. Itabut, on his knees beside her, was kissing one of her hands. "Drowned, my dear sir, she got drowned," said a good old lady of about sixty years of age, who came to me, holding out her hand In the friendliest manner imaginable. "But von have walked here," she continued: "vou must be tired. Of course you will take something? Myrtil !" "Mamma I oh, mamma !" exclaimed M. llabut, raising his head. "You see," he said to me, with a sob, "you see she was out bathing; the river sud denly rose, and " His bead fell forward again over the little white hand, to which his lips clung. "Myrtil I Myrtii !" again cried the good lady, "bring a glass of Madeira to the gentleman. Or perhaps you would prefer someshing else ?" I questioned the family. The girl had not been twenty minutes under water. And yet they had done noth ing had not even tried to do any thing. I gave my orders briefly they Avere obeyed. They had laid her on her back. I lifted her head so that it leaned side way on the left Her teeth were clenched. How cold her lips sec-rned when I pressed my own upon them ! The poor father, senseless with grief, allowed us to do as we thought best, and the grandmother walked hurriedly to and fro, busy, fussy, always calling Myrtil, and declaring "the breakfast will never be ready, and here are all the people coming !" And a carriage in fact suddenly drew up before the front door steps. Two young girls descended with a happy burst of laughter. I can see luern even now as they stopped, look ed, turned pale, and stood there with arms twined about each other's waist, and eyes big with terror silent and motionless. Half an hour had passed. "What ! was not that a flush we saw, mounting to the colorless cheeks. Oh I how fer vent a prayer I uttered that moment to the good God ! And it seemed to me the arm I held had become less rigid. At that moment a horseman came up at full gallop. "Myrtil ! Myrtil ! take the doctor's horse to the stable !" cried the good lady, descending the steps to meet the physician. "Ah, doctor, I knew it ! your powder could not do me any good. The -whole night, doctor, I was in pah Ah I how badly I slept !" The doctor came directly to us. "Good ! young man ! very good in deed ! That is just what should have been done. 'Come, come !" he cried in a joyous tone, after a few moments had passed. 'AVe are all right now we shall get off with nothing worse than a fright ! Why you old coward, have I not al ready told you so. Here .' let me see a happier face on you !" And he gave M. Rabut a vigorous slap on the shoulder. "Then suddenly turning to me, he asked: "But you where are you from ! I don't remember ever seeing you here before." "I came from Brittany, doctor, by way of Paris and Port-Loui3." "Look ! look !" he had already turned his back upon me "she is opening her eyes !" M. Rabut involuntarily seized my hand, and dragged me to the sofa. She opened her eyes. They were blue the eyes I always liked best. "Helene! my own Helene!" mur mured the poor father, stooping to kiss her forehead. "Gentle ! you I" exclaimed the doc tor, pulling him back. "Let her have air, if you please?" M. Rabut drew back, without let ting go my hand. Myrtil returned from the stable. "Myrtil I Myrtil .'well, how about that breakfast? 13 it going to be ready to-day, or to-morrow?" "Mafoi I I'm ready for it !" cried the doctor. "That gallop gave me a ferocious appetite." "Why, Myrtil ! serve the Madeira to those gentlemen J" This time Myrtil obeyed. It was four in the afternoon when I left my pavilion to return to the house. M. Rabut came to look for me on the verandah. "Come," he said, "you can see her now." He brought me close to her bed. Her dear blue eyes still had dark cir cles about them; but the blood was circulating under the clear skin; for she blushed at my approach. "This is he, my Helene; If It hadn't been for him" and his voice choked. "Djn't fret any more, papa. I am only sorry about my locket. Do yon think they will ever be able to find it?" The locket contained her mother's hair. It was barely daylight when I reached the river. The negro who had taken her out of the water had shown me the evening before the pre cise spot where the current had car ried her away, and also the place where he had found her about fifty yards further down. It - was a long narrow ba3in, shut in by great jamro ses, whose tufted branches met above and stretched from one bank to the other. The pale light, flickering through the leaves, made gleams here and there upon the water like the re flection of molten lead; beyond the darkness was complete; it looked per fectly black there. I dived and brought up three fiat pebbles ! But breakfast would not be ready until ten o'clock; I had plen ty of time. By eight o'clock the bottom of the basin had no mysteries for me. There was not a single cabot-fish that I had not disturbed beneath his rock not a single camaron that I had not com pelled to crawl backward into his hole. But the locket wa3 not there accord ingly it must be further down. I left the basin and followed the course of the stream interrogating 'all the roots, exploring all the boulders, ques tioning every tuft of grass. I was about to pas3 on, when I saw a little serpent, like a thin silk string caught upon the root of a wild strawberry plant, wriggling in the current. I seized it it was the locket ! She would not come down to break fast; but M. Rabut told me she would certainly come down to dinner. She was still a little weak, but that was all. Man i3 a selfish creature; the medal lion remained in my pocket. While they were laying the table that evening, I stole softly into the dining-room. When her father had led her to her seat, and she unfolded her napkin, she found a little box in it "What is this? Another of your attempts to spoil me, papa?" But the astonished look of M. Rabut must have convinced her more than his denial. She opened the little box. "My locket ! my locket !" she cried, putting it to her lips and kissing it over and over again. I watched every kiss I looked at her out of the cor ner of my eye. Finally, her eyes met my own she understood. But the little mysterious beauty did not even say "fhank you." And the long and short of it is, dear sir, that I never gave Helene, who be came my wife, a single lesson. Ah, yes, parbleul I taught her how to swim. Sir David Brewster's Cat. Margaret Marie Gordon, Writing from Xice to the limine CJtronirfe, says: "My fathei, Sir David Brewster, had a strong dislike to cats; he said that he felt something like an eloctrio shock when one entered the room. Living in an old mouse-ridden house, I wa3 at last obliged to set up a eat, but on the express condition that it never was to be seen in his study. I was sitting with him one day. and the study door was ajar. To my dis may pussy pushed it open, and, with a most assured air, walked right up to the philosopher, jumped upon his knee, put a paw on one shoulder and a paw upon the other, and then com posedly kissed him! Utterly thunder struck at the creatures audacity, my father ended by being so delighted that he quite forgot to have an elec tric shock. He took pussy into his closest affections, feeding and tending her as if she were a child. "One morning, some years after ward, no pussy appeared at breakfast for cream and fish; no pussy at din ner, and, in fact, months passed on and still no pussy. We could heai nothing of our pet, and we were both inconsolable. About two year3 after, I was again sitting with my father, when, strange to say, exactly the same set of circumstances happened. She was neither hungry, thirsty, dusty, nor footsore, and we nev?r heard any thing of her intervening history. She resumed her place as household pet for many years, until she got into a diseased state from partaking to free ly, it wa3 supposed, of the delicacy of raw flesh, and in mercy she was oblig ed to be shot. We both suffered so much from this second loss that we never had another domestic pet" The Chinese at Table. Chinamen consider the stomach the source of intellectual life, and there fore the fattest man goes for the wisest one. They affect to believe that for eigners come to China to eat because they have not enough to eat at home. It is considered a mark of refined po liteness to treat a guest or a visitor to a meal at any time of the day. Only those Chinamen who have families take their meals at home; the rest eat at hotels. They usually have two substantial meals a day one an hour after getting up in the morning, the other between three and four o'clock in the afternoon. The well-to-do class take three or four meals a day. Often the father alone eats meat, while the i est of the family have to be satisfied with rice. Toor families usually get their meals from street venders. Tha well-to-do ones employ cooks, the lat ter getting their degrees and diplomas Jike men of science. The Celestials use no tablecloths, napkins, knives, forks, spoons, dishes, plates or glass ware. Instead of napkins they use packages of thin soft paper, which also serve them for handkerchiefs. After using they throw them away. Each guest has a saucer, a pair of sticks, a package of paper and a minute cup with salt saucer. The Chinese women never dine with the men. Everybody smokes daring the eating of a formal dinner, and the dinner is crowned by story or legend narrated by some more or less known orator. Xo topic of general interest is discussed at Such dinners; but a gastronomist who knows all about the preparing of food re ceives attention. DR. TALMAGE'S SERMON. HISSED OFF THE 'STAGE. Text: "Men shall clap their hands at him and shall hiss him out of his placA" Job xjvn. 23. jThis allusion sMuisto be dramatic. The Kioto niore than once makes such allusions, raulsays: "We are made a theatre or spec tacle to angels and to men . " The theatre is so old that no one can fix the date of its fcirtb. Archilochus. ISimonides and Solon, who wrote for it dithyramV.ics, lived about or seven hundred years before Christ. It ij evident from the text that some of Uie hab Vs theatre-goers were known in Job's time rocause he describes an actor hissed off the stage. Tne impersonator comes on the toards and, either through lack of study of tne part he is to take orinaptne s or other in capacity, the audience is offended and w presses its disapprobation anddisgust,firstby 7r PPltttt9e. attempting by great clapping of hands to.drown out what he says. That f ail Iiig to stop the performer, the spectators put tueir tongue against their teeth and make terrific sinilation until he disappears behind tne curtain. "Men shall clap their hands at him aud shall hiss him out of his plc.'! My text suf gerts that each one of us is put 6a the stage of this world to take some part aicCullough, the actor, recently buried, was no more certainly appoints on any occasion to appear as Spartacus, or Edwin Forrest as Krtig Lear, or Charlotte Cushman as Meg Memlies, or John Kemble as Coriolanus, or Garnck as Mncbeth, cr Coffee as Rich arA IIL, or Kean as Othello, than you and I are expectel to take some espe cial and particular part in the great drema of human and immortal life. Through what hardship and suffering and discipline th'e artists went year after year that they mi?ht be perfected in their parts, you have often read. But we, put on thtt stage 6f this lifn to represent charity, and faith, and hu mility and helpfulness what little prepara tion we have made, although we have liirsa galleries of spectators, earth and heaven and h)V Have we not been more attentive to the part taken by others than to the part taktji by ourselves, and. while we needed to be looking at home and concentring on our owns duty, we have been criticising the other performers and saying "that ws teo higb,'1 or ' too low," or "too feeble," or "tooextrava gatst,' or "too tame, "or "too demonstrative," white we were making ourselves a dead fail ure and preparing to be ignominiously hissed off tke stage. Each one is assigned a place; no supernumeraries hanging around tba drama of life to take this or that or thd othei part as he may be called upon. 2Cd one can ka our- place. We can take no other plac. Aye, it is not the impersonation of another: we ourselves are the real Merchant of Venice or the real Shylock, the real filial Conlia or the real cruel Regan, the real Portia or the real Lady Macbeth. The traga lian of the playhouse at the cloe of the third scene of the fifth act takes oft the at tire of Gonsalo or Edward Mortimer or Hetiry. V.,and resigns the character in which for t ,ree hours he appeared. But we never put off our character and no change of ap parel can make us any on else than that whic we eternally are. Many make a failure of their part Of th dran of life throneh dlssination. thm intellectual yinirul mid food and geiiiamy unbounded. But they wine closet that contains all the or their social and business and moral overthrow. So far back as 909, KingEdgar.of England, made a law that the drinking cups should have pins fastened at a certain point in the side so that the inc'ulger might to rei minded to stop before he got to the bottom. But there are r.o pins projecting from the sides of the modern wine cup or beer mug, and tbe first point at which millions stop is at the gravelly bottom of their own grave. Dr. Sax, of France, has recently discovered somtiiing whi -h all drinkers oujfht to know. He has found out that alcohol, in every shape, whether of wine or brandy or beer, contains parasitic life called bacillus po tumanwp. By a powerful microscope these living things are discovered, and when you tske strong drink you take them into the stomach and then into your blood, and getting into the crimson canals of life, they go into every tissue of your body and your entire organism is taken possession of by these noxious infinitesimals. When in de lirium tremens a man sees every form of reptilian life it is only these parasites of the brain in exaggerated size. It is not a hallu cination that the victim is suffering from. He only sees in the room what is actually crawl ing and rioting in his own brain. Every time you take strong drink you swallow these mag gots, and every time the imbiber of alcohol in any shspe feels vertigo or rheumatism or nausea it is only tbe jubiiea of these maggots. Efforts are being made for the discovery of some germicide that can kill th3 parasites of alcoholism, but tbe only thing that will ever extirpate them is abstinence from alcohol and teetotal abstinen-e, to which I would be fore God swear all these young men and old. America is a fruitful country and we raide large crops of wheat and corn nd oats, but the largest crop we raise in this country is tbe crop of drunkards. With sickle made out of the sharp edges of tha broken glass, of bottle and demijohn they are cut down, and there are whole swathes of them, whole winrows of them, and it takes all the hospitals and penitentiaries and graveyards and cemeteries to hold this harvest of bell. Some of you are going down under th's evil, and tba never dying worm of alcoholism has wound aroun l you one of its coils, and by next New Year's day it win have another coi around you, aud it will after a while put a coil around your tongue and a coil around your brain and a coil around your lun and a coil around your foot and a coil around yovr heart, and some day this never dying worm will wiih one spring tighten all the coils at once and in the last twist of that awfu'i convolution you will cry out, "Oh, my God!" and b gone, 'he greatest cf dra matists in the tragedy of the "Tempest' sends staggering across the stage Stepha no, the drunken bntler; but across the stage of human life strong drink sends kingly and queenly and princely natures staggering for ward against the footlights of conspicuity and then staggering back into failure till the world is impatient for their disappear ance and human and diabolic voices join in hissing them off the stage. Many also make a failure in the drama of life, through indolence. They are always making calculation how little they can do for the com-ensation they get There are more lazy ministers, lawyers, doctors, merchant-;, artists and farmers than have ever been counted upon. The community is full of laggers and shirkers. I can tell it from the way they crawl along the street, from their tardiness in meeting engagements, from tbe lethargies that seem to hang to the foot whea they lift it: to the hanJ when they put it out, to the words when they speak. Two young men in a store. In the morning the one goes to his post; the last minute or one minute behind. The other is ten minutes be fore the time and has his hat and coat hung np, and is at his post waiting for duty. The one is ever and anon, in the afternoon, look ing at his watch, to see if it is not most tim-s to shut up. The other stays half an hoar after he might go, and when asked why, says he wanted to look over some entries he had made, to be sure he was right, or to put np some goods that had been left out of place. The one is very punctilious acut dofn work not exactly belonging to him. The other is glad to help the other clerks in their work. The first will be a prolonged iiot' yng, and he wiil be poorer at sixty than at t' enty. The other will be a merchant princr. Indolence is the canse of more failures in ill occupations than yon have ever suspect L People are too lazy to do what they cf do, and want to undertake that which tney cannot do. In tbe drama of life tbey don't want to be a common soldier, carrying a halberd across tbe stage, or a falconer, or a mere at tendant, and so lounge about the scenes till they shall be called to be a Macready. or a Mnrdock, or a Siddons, or a Junius Brutus Booth. They say, "Give me the part of Timon of Athens rather than that of Flavins Vis steward." "Let me be Cyi-'Nsline, tbe King, rather than Fisano, the servant After a while they, by some accident of prosperity or circumstances, get in tbe place for which tbey have no qualification. And very soon, if tbe manbe a merchant, he is going around asking his creditors to compromise for ten cents on the dollar. Or if a clergyman, he is making tirades against the ingratitude of churches. Or if an attorney, by nnskilful management be loses a case by which widows and orphans are robbed of their portion. Or if s physician, be by malpractice gives bis patient rapid transit from this world to tbe next, as the clumsy surgeon or Charies It, kin j of Navarre, having sewed no the feeble limbs of the king in a sheet soaked in inflam mable material and having no knife to cut the, thread, took a candle to burn off tbe thread and the bandages took tre arid consumed the king. Our incompetent friend would have made a splendid horse doctor, but he wanted to be professor or anatomy in a nniversity. He could have sold enough confection ery to have supported his famiiy. but he wanted to have a sugar refinery like the Havemeyers. He could have mended shoes, bnt he wanted to amend the Constitution of the United States. Toward the end of life these people are out of patience, out of money? out of friends, out of everything. They go to the poor-house or keep out of it by run ning in debt to all the grocery and drygols stores that will trust them. People begin te wonder when the curtain will drop on the scene. After a while, leaving nothing but their compliments to pay doctor, undertaker and Gabriel Grubb, they disappear. Exeunt! Hissed off the stage. Others fail in the drama of life through demonstrated selfishness. They make all the river3 empty into their sea, all the roads of emolument end at their door and thsy gather all the plumes of honor fof: their brow. Tbey help no one, encourage no one, rescue no one. "How big a pile of money can I getr" and "how much of the world can I absorb?" are the chief questions. They feil about the common people as the Turks k'A toward the Asapi, or common soldiers. considering thm of no use exeeot to fill , up tbe ditches with iheir dead XodieS while the other troops walkrd over to t-hem ! to take the fort. After t while thi; prince i of worldly success is sick. The only interest j society tas in his illness is the effect that his : possible disease may have on the money mar- ; kets. After a while be dies, Grea news-pa- 1 per C3pita's stated hovt he stftrted with notb ' ing and ended with everything. Although; ' for sake of appearance some peopie put baud- j kerchiefs to the eye. there is not one genuine ; tear shed between Central Park and the Bat-! try or between Brooklyn Heights and Brook-! IV n Hill, The beirs sit np all nisfht while be ges in state. dfjcussiBg what tbs old fellow j has probably done with his liloriey. It akes all the livery stables within two miles to furnish funeral equipage's and all the mourning stores are kept busy in selling weeds of grief. The stone-cutters send in pro posals for a monument Tbe minister at the obsequies reads of the resurrection, which makes the hearers fear that if the unscrupu lous financier does come up in the general rising, he will try to get a corner on tomb stones and graveyard fences. All gnod men are glad that the moral nuisance has been re move! The Wall street speculators are glad because there is more room for them selves. The hir j are g"ad because they got possession of tbe long-delayed inherit ance. Dropping every feather "of all his pliimM. every certificate of ail his stock, every bond of all his iuvestments. every dol lar of all his fortune, he departs, and all the rolling of dead march in Saul and all the pageantry of his interment, an 1 all the ex auisiteness Oi" sarcoDhagus. and all the ex travagance of epitaphoiogy cannot hide the fact that my text has come again to tremen dous fulfilment; "Men shall clap their hands at him and shall hiss him out of his place: n You see the clapping come3 before the hiss. The world cheers before it damns. So it is said the deadly asp tickles before it ting3. Goi lg up, is he Hurrah Stand back and let his galloping horses dash by. a whirlwind of p.ated harness and tinkling head gear and arched neck. Drink tinkling head gear and arched necit. Drink deep of his Madeira and cognac. Boast of Wij,,;-., ir: passes. Bask lor aays ana years in tne sun light of his prosperity. Going down, is he? Pretend to be near-sighted eothat you cannot see him as he walks past When men ask you if you know him, halt and hesitate as l .v. ...... tmin r tfl rtallnn a ilim n-jun. aot .iJr. ifn v.'v- I believe I ! once did know him, but nave noc seen mm 1 for a long while " Cross c different ferry from the one where you used to meet him lest he ask for financial help. When you start ed life he spoke a good word for you at the bank. Talk down his credit now that his fortunes are collapsing. He put his name on two of your notes; tell him that you have changed your mind about such things and that you never indorse. After a while his matters come to a dead halt and an assisgn nl3nt or suspension or sheriff's sale takes p'.aca You say: "He ought to bare stopped sooner. Jait as I expected. He made tod big a splash in the world. Glad the balloon has burst. Ha ha:" Applause when he went up, sibilant derision when be came down. "Men shall clap their hands at him and hiss him out of his piace." So, high-up amid the crags the eagle flutters dust into the eyes of the roebuck, and ther, with eyes blinded it goes tumbling over tbe precipice, the great antlers crashing on the rocks. Now, compare seme of these goings out of life with the departure of men and women whoi; in the drama of life, take the part that God assigned them and then went away honored of men and applauded of the Lord Almighty. It is about fifty years ago thas in a compara tively small apartment of the city a newly married pair set up a home. The first guest invited to th3t residence was the Lord Jesus Christ, and the Bible given the bride on the kUl 13V, Ctll'-ft f day of her espausa'.s was tbe guide cf that httisRiioid. Davs of sunshine were followed by days of shadow. Did you ever know a home that for fifty years bad no vicissitude? The young woman who left her father's house for her young husband's home started out with a parental banediction and good advice she will never forgei. Her mo her said to her tbe day before the marriage: "Now, my child, you are going away from us. Of ; course as long as your father and I live yon . will feel that you can come to us at any j time. But your home will be elsewhere. . From long experience I find it is best to serve j God. It- is very brizfct with yon now, my . child, ami you may think yon can get along j wirhout religion, but the day will ecrae when j vou will want Goi, and my advice is, estab- 1 iisb a family altar and. if need be. conduct , the worship yonrselt" The counsel was j taken, and that young wife consecratea every roo.n in tj-j hou-e fco Sol. Years passe 1 on aad there ware ia that borne hilaricies, but they ware good and healthful: and sorrows, but they were com forted. Marriage, as bright as orange-blossoms could make ihem, and burials in which all hearts were riven. They hare a family lot in the cemetery, but all the placa is illu minated with stories of resurrection and re union. The children of the household that lived have grown np and they are all ChrS tians, the father and mother leading the way and the children following. What care tbe mother took of wardrobe and education, character and manners! How hard she sometimes worked! When the head of tbe hmi-whnM was unfortunate in business she sewed until her fingers were numb and bleed- irxr at. thm tins. And what close calculation of economics and what ingenuity in refitting the garments of the elder children for the younger, and only God kept account of that mo'.her's sideaches and headaches and heart aches and the tremulous prayers by tne siae of tbe sick child's cradle and by the couch j of this one fully grown. The neighbors often . noticed how tired she looked, and Id ac quaintances hardly knew her in the street . But without complaint sne waited I and toiied and endurod and acom- j plished all these years. Tbe j children are out in the world an honor to j themselves and their parents. After awhile j the mother's la3tyLknessoor.ie?. Children and j grand-ehildren, s.immoiied from afar. w 1 softly into the room one by one, for so B j too weak to see more than one at a time, j She rnns her dying fingers lovingly through ; their hair and tells them not to cry, and that she is going now, bnt that they will all meet ugain in a lit tle while in a b-tter world, and then kisses them good-bye. and says -God ! bless and keep yoi. my dear child V The day of tiw obseqnies comes, ana ; tbe officiating cfersryman tells 1 tbe story of wifely and motherly endurance, ; and many hearts on earth and in lieaven 1 echo tbe sentiment, and as she is carr.e J on: ( tbe stage of this mortal ifer there are erie 01 1 "faith unto death; she bath done wnat ste 1 could," while overpowering all the voices of . earth and heaven is tfca plaudit of te Goa , who watched her from first to iast, saying, ( "Well done, good and faithful servant thoa : hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things; enter j thoa into the joy cf thy Lord.'' ; But what became of the father of that . hoirzaolA; He started as a young man 10 buines3 a. id bad a snvsU income, and having 1 got a little ahead, sickness in tne family j swept it all away. He went through ad tfc business panics of forty years, met many losses and suffered many betrayals, but kept , right on trusting ia God, whether bnsme; . . -a r,r attinT his children a Kooa ; example and giving thern tbe best of counsel, j never a raver dkl be o .er for j ail those years but 'they were mentioned ia it He is old now and realizes it can not be long before he must quit all these scenes. But he is going to leave his children an inii3r;tan3 of prayer and Christian prin ciples which all the defalcations of earth can never touch, and as he goes out of the world, the chiifcb of God blesses him and the poor ring his door-bell to see if be is any better, and his grave is surrounded by a multitude who went on foot and stood there be fore the procession of carriages came up, and some say "There will be no one to take bis place," and others say, "Who will pity me nowf and others remark, "He shall be held in everlasting remembrance." And as the drama of his life closes, ail the vociferations and brakes and encores that ever shook the amphitheatres, dild the Drury Ian'-s, and the Covent Gardens and tie Haymarkets and thecoloaseumsof earthly spectacle were tame and feebie compared with th-t long. loud thundeirs of approval that shall break from the cloud of witnesses in the piled-up gallery of the heavens. Choose ye between the life that shall e'ese bv being hissed off the stage and the life that shall c!o amid the acclam mations supernal and archangelic Oh, men and women on the stage of life, many of you in the first act of the drama and others in the second and some of you in the third aud a few in the fourth and here and theffl cng in the fifth, but all of you between entrance and exit, I quote to you as the peroration of this sermon tb most sugges tive passage that Shakespeare ever wrote, although you never heard it recited The author has often be3u claimed as infidel and ath?itic, si the quotation shall be not only rehioualy helpful to ourselves, but grandly vindicatory of tbe great dramatist I quote from his last will and testament: "In the nam3 of God. amen. I, William Shakespeare, of Stratford-upon-Avon, In the county of Warwk-k. gentleman, in perfect health and memory (Goi be praisedl, do make this my last will and testament, in manner and term following: First, I commend my soul into the hand" of God, my Creator, hoping and assuredly believing through the only merits of Jesus "Christ, my Saviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting. " Then loilow tne Deqnests ana ine signa tore, by me, William Stakespere. Witnesses I to tbe publishing hereof, F. Collyns. Jesse Shaw. John ivoomson, uammet aaoier, iioo ert Whattcott5' Fit and beautiful closing of the drama of this life by tbe great drama tist Old Xew England Taverns. Many a Xcw Eng'and village inn "Id, in the opinion of the most fastid 3 6f Frenchmen, well bear comparison with the best to be found in France. The neatness of the rooms, the goodness of the beds, the cleanliness of the sheets, the smallness of the reckoning, filled him with amazement. Nothing like them to be found in France. There the wayfarer who stopped at an ordinary over night slept on a bug infested bed, covered himself with ill-washed sheets, drank adulterated wine, and to the an noyance of greedy servants was added the fear of being robbed. But ia Xew England he might,- with perfect safety, pass night afternight at an inn whose win dows were destitute of. shutters, and whose doors have neither locks nor keys. Save the postoffice, it was the t frequented house in the to Ti ; i. -Jtcaw loom. it i..r u1"!1.-? aucl i jIjL13 118 "SZt wr- . neatly-sanded jk, its ungnt pewter dishes, and short-backed, slat-bottomed chairs ranged along the wa'ls, its long tables, its huge fire-place, with the benches on either side, where the dog3 s'eer at nisrht. and where the guests Silt, when tne dippea canaies we e lmmcu, to drink mull and flip, possessed some at traction for every one, lne place was at once the town ha1!, the assembly room, the court-house and the show tent. There the selectmen met. There the judges sometimes held court. On its door was fastened the list of names drawn for the jury, notices of vendues, offers of reward for stray cattle, the names of tavern haunters, and advertise ments cf farmers who had the best seed potatoes and the best seed corn for sale. It was at the " General Greene," or the "United States Arms," or the "Bull's Head," that wandering showmen ex hibited their automatons and musical clocks, that dancing masters gave their lessons, that singing school was held, that the Caucus met, that the caucus met during general training. Tbither came the farmers from the back country.bring ing tteir food in boxes and their horses' feed in bags, to save paying the landlord more than lodirin? rates. Thither many a clear night in winter came sle'gh-loa is : O . , j of young men and women to dance ana i romp, ana wnen v o ciock. sirui-o., xu j j home by the light of the moon. Thither, I too, on Saturdays, came half the male j ' population of theviilage. They wrangled j over politics, made beta, played tricks j ' and fell into disputes, which were sure j ' to lead to jumping-matches, or wrestling- j ! matches, or trials of strength on the I j village green. As the shadows length- j ; ened thi loungers dispersed, the tavern j j was closed and quiet settled upon the j j town. Me Mutter IlUory. j A Gi?atic Heat Btisiness. The largest and most perfectly ap nointed abbatoir in the world is in New I York, at tbe foot of West Fifty ninth street, i lie property 01 1- v-- a-ish.i-u, who is known both in this country and in Europe as "The Cattle King." One thousand cattle, killed and dre-ed com pletely for the market, is the daily work ing capacity of the establishement. Sornet mes, however, not more than 500 are disDOsed of in a day. and during the past summer the average weekly killing j hT ha not been over 4.000 heala. To i gueh a perfection has science bror.gQ! i "v . - . 1 the ordering of this formerly most, offen sive business, that there i in all that j Tagt amount of slaughtering absolutely no waste, ana 1 rom 11 tot iue smu.cjv offensive odor that ever gels on s de the f nton on board a Dumber o? theswitt-, est ocean steamers and sends to England j all, or very nearly ad, the meat he kills, j That meat he sells in his own shops, of j which he has one or more in nearly every : important city or town in the United j Kingdom. Ia Mr. Eastman's abbatoir j he uses no natural ice, refrigeration be-; in attained very much more perfectly j and cheaply by means of two refrisrerat-1 ing machines, tacn ci taese maciiiuca produces as much coid daily as would result from the most direct and non wasteful use of 1 10 tons of ice, and is infinitely better than ice, since it gives as Iw a degree of refrigeration without humidity, as may be desired with great economy of space and convenience of app icaticn. The cost of operation of these machines, including interest upon investment in the plant, etc, is figured i:i dollars and cents equal to supplying the quantity t'l ice that would be reuis i'e to do their work at seventy five cents per ton. Nafnral ice cost? 2.50 to 4.00 per ton. So tne m.chrne3 effect a money saving ri at least $-3-85 per diem, and from that np to f 713. St Yvrk Cook. The widow of Archduke Johann, of Anatria. Has aiea. ine ixuuuc vm , traveling through Aussee asked the post- j master for a postcnaise. o posuiion. however, could be found ; so the post master's daughter donned the dress of a postilion and offered her services. The 1 l,a v wi ftmrt hv her beautv. and geatly she became his wife and wis elevted to the rank of countess. Comfort. Hast thou o'er the clear heaven of the soul Seen tempests roll? Hast thou watched all tbe hopes than wonld't have won, Fade, one by one? Wait till the clouds are past, then raise thine eyes to bluer skies. Hast thou gone sadly through a dreary night, And found no light; No guide, no star, to cheer tliee through th plain No friend st.ve pain? Wait, and thy soul shall see, when nicet forlorn. Rise a new morn. Hast thou beneath another's stem control Bent thy sad son!, And wasted sacred hopes and precious tears? Vet calm thy fears. For thou cant gain even lroni the bitteres part A stronger heart! Has Fate o'erwheluied thee with some sadder blow? I-et thy tears flow; But kr.ow when storms are past, the heavens appear More pure, more clear; And hope, when larthest from tteir shining rays, For brighter days. IList thou found I fe a cheat, and worn in vain Its iron cliain? Hast thy sonl bent beneath ecrtli's heavy b.l Look thou beyond ; If lite is bitter, there forever shine Hopes more divine! Art tii on alone, and does thy soul complain It lives in vain? Not vainly docs he live who can endure, O, be thou sure, That he who hopes and suffers here can earn A sure return. Hast thou found naught within thy troubled life Save inward strife? Hast thou found all she promised thee, Deceit, And Hope and cheat? Endure, and there sliall dawn within thy breast Eternal rest. HUXOROUS. A bad jury in a law-suit Perjury. An epitaph for a boatman: Life is oar. The favorite tool of the printer is the adze. Did you ever see a dog's pants with out a hole in them. AVTien a butcher gambles he should Dlav for Iai't- - The net t catc!rra aian matri monially the brunette. Is it proper to speak of an insane Chinaman 33 cracked china ? "I like your impudence," as a pretty girl said when her beau kissed her. If a man is struck by a woman' beauty, is it actionable as an assault ? Corn is the worst used of all cereals. Xo matter how fruitful it is, it is only grown to have its ear3 pulled. A policeman attacked by cholera morbus lost so much rest that he was forced to go on duty again to recuper ate. A man who has a stall in a Cincin nati market lost both legs in the army. What a splendid cashier he would make. There's nothing like sticking to a thing when you apply yourself to it, as the fly said when it alighted on the fly paper. As the temperature falls the aver age young man marches his girl past the ice-cream saljoa with greater ease and self-possession. -Circumstances alter eases," said an unsuccessful lawyer, "and I wish I cou'd get hold of some cases that would alter pjv circumstances." It takes of? the edge of enjoyment of love's yoiiijg dream when you learn from your jeweler that Miss L has been in to learn the value of the 1 last ring you gave her. "What is the matter with ths baby ?" a?kfHl a lady of a little girl whose baby brother she had under stood to be ailing. "Oh, nothing much," was the answer; "he's only haicbin teeth." A poor old rheumatic lady said to her physician : "Oh, doctor, doctor, I suffer so much with my hands and lecl - "lie patient, dear madam." he i , . 1 1 x. , , sooimugiy respuuueu; -you i prooaoiy suffer a great deal more without them." "I say. Cobby," wispc-red Featherly, "was your sisW pleased to learn that "Yes. indeed she wai, replied Hobby. "When mother told her- that llr. Featherly had called while she was out she said, -Thank heaven !" "What Are We Here Far." Tbe memlier from Calabash was disgusted with the manner in which time had already been wasted without electing a Senator; and rising slowly to his feet with majestic dignity, his piercing eye swept the assembly with a withering look, as he thrust one hand in the bosom of his coat, waved the other high in the air, raised him self on tiptoe, and in tones of exalted pitch that startled every drowsy mem ber, thundered out: -In heaven's name, Jlr. Speaker, what are we here for?" The little man from Blossom Coun ty, who was doubled np in his seat writing a letter to his wife, opened j out like a spring jackknife, and stood on his pins in an instant, with both hands jabbed into his pockets to the elbows as he answered the conundrum with his usual blantness: "Six dollars a day and mileage" f Jifarg't Ledger. 4 i V -
The Catawba County News (Newton, N.C.)
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Dec. 18, 1885, edition 1
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