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HILLIAN.
“BE JUST AND BEAR NOT.”
VoL. 1.
MONDAY, JANUARY 12, 1891.
No. 5.
CREDO.
I believe the sea holds treasures
Of which man can never know;
Precious things of rarest beauty
Buried fathoms deep below.
I believe the brown earth covers
With its brown and sandy mould
Brighter things than yet discovered,
Sparkling gems and shining gold.
I believe the dark woods shelter,
Nestled in tlie cradle green,
Flowers of a beauty fairer
Than the eye of man hath seen.
I believe the wild birds warble
Melodies so sweet and rare,
That could we but hear the music
We would think the angels there.
1 believe that noble actions.
By the world unseen, unknown.
Pass from earth like white-winged angels
And surround the Saviour’s throne.
—From the Souvenir.
NEW YEAR THOUGHTS.
Labor the True Key of Success in Life—A few Excel
lent Maxims.
Renewed feelings of ambition are synonymous
with the opening of the new year. More resolutiops
are made than at any other time, and as often are
they alas! broken. But with some the resolutions
made with the dawn of a new year have been car
ried through to its close. Numerous lives of honor
and achievement can be traced to some determina
tion of purpose made upon an occasion such as the
first day of the year affords for a fresh start in the
journey of life. We ail desire success; the
problem of life is its winning. Every person car
ries in his or her own hand the key that unlocks
either the door of success or failure.
The true key of success is labor, and it requires
a strong, resolute will to turn it. It is hard, earn
est work, step by step, that insures success, and
never was this truth more potent than at the pres
ent time. Positions of trust and eminence are no
longer secured at a single leap. Men and women
have ceased to succeed in a hurry. Occasionally
there will be an exception, but the instances are
rare. Success, a writer has said, is the child of
confidence and perseverance, and never was the
meaning of a word more clearly defined. The
secret of many succe.ssful careers is the thorough
performance of whatever has been undertaken.
An excellent maxim is that which counsels us
never to put our hands to anything into which
we cannot throw our whole energies harnessed with
the very best of our endeavors. Perseverance is
essential to success, since it is often achieved only
through a succession of failures. In spite of our
best elForts, failures are in store for the majority of
the race. It remains, then, for us all to do the
best we can under all circumstances, bearing in
mind that races are not always won by the swiftest
feet nor triumph in battle secured by the strongest
arms. It is not so much the possession of swift
ness or strength as it is the right application of
them by which success is insured.
In starting out upon the journey of life it is
well:
First, to obtain every kernel of knowdedge
within your reach.
Study people for the knowledge they can impart
to you.
Read books for what they can teach you. Next,
see what your temperament best suits you for.
Mark your tendencies and apply them.
Be sure you have not mistaken your calling.
Once certain, apply yourself to your cho.sen
work.
Then w'ork hard, earnestly and incessantly.
Don’t consider anything beneatli you.
Be patient, honest and pleasant in manner.
Treat all persons alike, high or low.
Have a smile for all, a pleasant word for every
body.
Success may not come at first, but it will not be
far off, and when it does ojiiie it w'ill be the sweeter
for its delay.—Ladies^ Home Journal.
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SAILING UNDER FALSE COLORS.
NOTHING LIKE OUR BOYS.
We hear, on good authority, the following
Christmas story; H. B. Shaw spent some of his
Christmas hunting deer in Hyde county. One
day while out hunting the boys got after him about
his “single-barrel gun,” boasting about the won
derful shots they had made with the “double-bar
rels.” After some time three deer came in sigh;
Shaw raised his poj)-gun and fired, killing one,
loaded and fired again with the same success before
his companions could raise their guns. Every one
wanted to buy the wonderful gun, but it was not
the gun—it was the power behind the gun.
This is really true, and easy to believe. But
here is a harder one: W, W. Davies, spending
Christmas in Virginia, actually killed a tame deer
after five shots, shooting forty buck-shots at each
charge.
It is the verdict of agej^I citizens that are com
petent iudges- that'th\Tifah5eac'Vv;r;i2!A' ever deli
ains. Mo., was preached
occasion by the Rev.
ered in the city of West P
on the last Thanksgiving
Wni. B. Norih, Ph. D., \ex-Professor of Mental
and Moral Science in the University of North Caro
lina. His text was Eph. 5:20.—Nashville Chris
tian Advocate.
This reverend gentleman has been sailing under
false colors for some time both in this State and In
Missouri. Before leaving here w^e learned that he
received letters addressed to him as ex-Professor of
Mental and Moral Science. What right he has to
this title we cannot see. It is but just to the
memory of the late Dr. Mangum that the truth be
known. During the s{)ring term of 1889, owing
to the illness of Professor Mangum, some one was
needed to aid in carrying on his work, and the
Rev. Mr. North was selected by Dr. Battle to teach
the Senior Class during the remainder of the ses
sion. Mr. North only taught (?) one study, and we
suppose he thinks that this made him a professor.
Another gentleman was selected as Mr. North was,
to aid in carrying on the work; he also taught
one of Dr, Mangum’s classes. Is he not entitled
to be called an ex-professor as much so as Mr.
North? We think so. If there is any difference
we fail to discern it. We are surprised that a
minister of the gos|)el should be guilty of such
conduct, such presumption, such impudence. We
have stated these facts deeming it due to the
memory of Dr. Mangum and to the University
it-self.—Ed.
IN KRIS KRINGLE’S LAND.
The German Christmas has supplied us with
two of our best-known Christmas customs—hang
ing up stockings and attaching gifts to sprigs of
pine, called Christmas-trees.
From the German Christmas also come Santa
Claus and Kris Kringle. The latter is a corruption
of Christ Kindlin, or Christ Chi;'d, of whom they
have the beautiful fable that with His own hand's
He places Christmas toys and sweetmeats in the
stockings of good children, while those of bad
ones receive nothing but a small birch rod placed
in them by one Pelsnichol—litterally “Nidioias
with the fur”; that is, St. Nicholas dressed in fur.
It is a rare sight in a German household on
Christmas morning to see the expression of abject
misery on the face of some poor little wight, who,
having been disobedient or otherwise naughty on
Christmas eve, finds only a birch rod in his stock
ing instead of bon-bons and playthings. The
dread of getting the rod from old Pelsnichol on
Christmas keeps many a German child in order all
the year.
Chapel Hill, Dec. 20, 1890.
Editors of the Chapel Hillian:—Allow
me, through the Chapel Hillian, toexprt'ss my
kindest regards to the students of the University
of North Carolina for their gentlemanly deport
ment during the session now closing.
A merry Christmas, a happy New Year, a safe
return to your work and a brilliant future, is the
sincere and earnest desire of your friend,
Thos. M. Kirkland, P. M.
Christmas Fresh to another—“Who is that
Professor who swings his stick with the fury of a
cyclone?” No. 2—“A hurry-cane, rather, I
should say.”
We did not know until lately that ladies were
in the habit of wearing Oxford mortar-boards;
yet, while we were going home to spend the Christ
mas holidays on Saturday, December 20th, we no
ticed among the many fair students of the Salem
Female Academy and Greensboro Institute, who
were also on their way home, several female forms
enoveloped with gowns and crowned with our well-
known mortar-boards. They are coming to the
front and expect to hold their own.
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