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r It i KNS T 1 A. ROSCOWER, Editor, "HERE SHALL THE PRESS THE PEOPLE'S RIGHTS MAINTAIN, UNA WED BY INFLUENCE AND UNBRIBED BY GAIN." W. P, DAVIS, Pnblisher. VOL. I. NO. 20. GOLDSBORO, N. C, FRIDAY, JANUARY. 20, 1888. Subscription, 01.00 Per Tear. THE BEST OF THE BARGAIN, From the Judge. Pally an' me was courtin', an' like enough tcr lc pjilioed, - Whm I liecm c' eutluu' I calkilato needn't he told mo twitite: Fer when we druv tcr the village my fun was alius spiled P.y the fa Iks a-nudgin' an snickerin' till their sctin' made me riled. Bo I eium rit;ht eout o' the waggin, fer Dobbin wouldn't skeor, An' I went utraight up ter a gawky, an' sez I, "Neow look a-here, What be ye laffiu' at, darn ye ! a winkin' at me an' Ral ?" "W'y," he ppz, "yeou're drivin' an' old white boss an' l eaniu' a red-haired girl ! Anybody'll tell ye, an' it needn't git ye cross, Wharcver thar's a red-haired gal yeou'll see an old white hosa." The rrowd all bpz, "W'y, sartin," bo up ter my prat I Hum, 8'iouk up the lines on Dobbin an' thoughtful meandered hum. After a power o' thinkin' I traded the hoss next dr.y Tcr Jededier Hawkins thet lives down the vil lnpe way. I hod an oneasy feelin' thet I'd Bwopped him at a loss, r.tit I vowed I'd ruther stick ter the gal an' dew without the hoss. Wall, I went one day ter Sally's, whar I'd of ten been afore, An' it tuk mo abao't. fer the old white hoss was a-standin' afore tue door; An' under the honeysuckles, as comfortable as yeou please, Was JV-dodier with Sally, a-helpin' her Bhellin' peas. J went bum savin nuthin', fer 'twarnt no use ft 1 fUHS, An' I fre'. deown out in the woodshed and ruminated thus: "Thiii'TR is agin ye, Hiram; deown in your profit and Iosm Yeou ain t got nothin' to put against yer gal an' a good, 6tiong hoss. Things is agin ye, Hiram; better ter be re signed; ftit us-d ter soein' thet old white hoss with Sully an' him behind." It scrtrr seemed ter console me when I thought what folks had said, Thet tha'.'s a'.lus a pesky temper inside of a t urr t head. Neow they're up an' marrieJ, an' ter-day Jed eonie ter mo An' begged me tcr take back Dobbin: "I I trade him cheap," sez he. Lut I shook my head an' answered, "I'm afraid 1h't wouldu' dew," F( l fjally is dretful shrewish, tnd I dreaded thet she'd come tew. Flobence E. Pa att. NOT MY FAIE. Y name is Henry Bassettc. Inm an engraver l y trade, by birth a Frenchman, b y education an American. M y age is five - anu- twenty, and 1 am no means a man. Had I ieen ono 1 cer tainly should not have hired, ou the first of May, 1873, the studio at the top of the building number thirty-three street, room number twenty-four. Fir.-tly, because the room was small; secondly, because the building was old and ill-cared for; thirdly, because the street was by no means a genteel one. However, I had hired it, and I had taken thither my small possessions. My bed, which became a lounge by day, my table, my three chairs, my striped car pet, my books, the shelves that held them, my bachelor's cooking apparatus, and my tools, and I had gone to work at the illustration of the next week's Pnb lic Astonisher a mysterious figure, clad iti a foldless dressing-gown, and some thing, presumably a turban, which, sit ting in a modern kitchen chair, held up its right hand mechauically, as though it were voting, while something that might have been the ironing board on castors, with a veil atop, tumbled in at a barn door with curtaius to it, with both hands up like those of the figures little boys draw upon their slates for ghosts. 'The .Sultan and the Lady Miranda Th?fnc of a younj mvnin. mutually astonished at each other's ap pearance," said the text, and the ob s' lvcr mentally added, "And no won der. " 1 was doing the Lady Miranda's nose -a very long Grecian when lifting up my y's 1 looked across the . well-like sparo between my window and that of thy opposite! house, and caught sight of the prettiest face that had ever met my eves-a face of Cuban darkness with great velvet eyes, and black hair that clustered about the smooth forehead in il-.tuesqne waves, and lips rounded and sojt as an inf. mt's, and red as reddest COlfll. It was the face of a young woman of Iw.'nty, and sho ha I been looking at nie. When she caught my eye she at once averted her gaze and left me free to look at her; and now I saw her pro fi'e. Nothing could have been more regular or sweeter, and the neck and bust seemed perfect. Her dress was black, with a scarlet bow in the hair fnd a knot of the same color at the breast, and she seemed to be at work at something which required delicate care. Looking closer I saw that she was color ing photographs. The Snitan and the Lady Miranda de manded attention, of course; but every now and then 1 lifted my eyes and feasted thom on the beautiful face of my a-ri. Some people deny that there J u;h a thing as love at first sight. ArrffflK" by - 1 f 1 Perhaps they are right. But, then, what was it that came into my heart for my lovely unknown neighbor? There is no other name for it. When the eve ning shadows fell and hid her from ray sight it was a grief to me. About midnight I retired. I had watched all the evening in the dark to 6ee a light in that opposite window, but none had appeared, and I had decided that it was a work-room, whence the workers departed at eventide. On the morrow she would be there again, no doubt. I would hasten the morrow by sleeping as soundly as possible, bv dreaming of her if I could. I was fool ish enough, I remember, to go through a certain rhyme which an old French aunt of mine had declared would always bring a dream of one's " future " if re peated just at the stroke of twelve, if one refrained from speaking, taking a drink of water, or saying one's prayers afterwards. The last stroke of twelve had dropped upon the air from a clock hard by as I ended the foolish lines, and my eyes closed with that odd weight upon them which has given rise to the nursery fables of "The Sandman." I felt that I was about to slumber. How many minutes passed ? I do not know, but I was awakened by a 6hrill scream the cry of a woman's voice. Such sounds are common enough in the city, and at first it gave me merely a feeling of annoyance, in that it had dis turbed my repose; but when it was re peated and I heard the words "Help ! Kelp 1" in a voice which was neither coaiuO nor vulgar, it occurred to me that, instead of coming from the lips of some drunken brawler, as I had at first sup posed, it might be that of some innocent 'l being in distress, and without a mo ment's hesitation I hurried on my clothes and dashed out of my room and into the street. Here I stood staring about me with out seeing anyone. The street was de serted and utterly dark, save for the blue and crimson gleams from the win dow of a druggist's shop on the corner; but I heard the screams again, and this time discovered that they came from the house next door, and hurrying into the public entry which was q;iite un garded, I came at once upon the scene of action. A woman was struggling in the arms of a filthy and degraded look ing brute, who reeked with whiskey I and was clad in rags that were scarcely deserving of the name of garments. "Let me go 1" she cried. "Take the money take all I have but let me go!" And the next moment I had levelled the brute to the ground with a blow, and had stood between him and the woman. Apparently I had not hurt the fellow much. After lying motionless for a moment he scrambled to his feet, gave me a furious look, appeared to medi tate an attack upon me, changed his mind, and staggered out at the door. "He is gone," I said to the woman. "You are safe; but has he robbed you f Shall I follow him and detain him i She answered by clasping both hands together as though in prayer. "Ah, no, for Heaven's sake," she said. "Let him go. The farther the better. He has taken only what I mean he has taken nothing. . Thank you, thank you; you have been so good, so brave, so Oh, thank you!" And with these words she turned from me and hurried up the stairs. As she passed the flickering gas-jet in the hall its lights fell full upon her face, and I saw that it was the girl had watched all day through my study window. "Stay!" I cried, "Madame, pleasg permit me. One moment " but she was gone. I saw her again next morning, how ever. She sat at her window again, but this time she gave me a smile and a bow, It was not etiquette, I know. It was perhaps very wrong, since we had nc introduction whatever, but we soon became friends. From smiling we came to speaking; having spoken I begged leave to call. After that love had his own way with me. To win and wear my treasure became the hope of mv life. She was, as I had fancied, of Cuban descent. At once so soft and spirited, she was all for which I had ever hoped in my ideal wife. One day I resolved that I would no longer delay my happiness. I would ask her to be my wife, and if she accept ed me, as I had little doubt she would, we would be married at once. True, we would le poor, but we had youth, health, and industry, and we need not fear but that all would be well with us. It was a calm August evening; the'air was sweet and sensuous; floods of white moonlight lay across the pavements and mellowed the city streets into a certain beauty. I had bought a handful of red roses of an old woman who sat at the corner, and was taking them to my love. As I held them in my hand their fragrance floated about me. I shall never forget thoso Louis in which all life's beauty seemed coi- -ntiated. I sought her presence. I gave tho roses into her hands. I sat down be side her. The only light in the room was that of the moon. There was no one near to listen ; and there, holding j her white hand in my own, I told her of my passion and asked her to be my wife. She listened to me without a word, and when I had done speaking she lifted up her black eyes, swimming with tears, and looked me in ihe face. "Henry," she sai l, "I have done very wrong; I have allowed myself to be hap py; I have tried to forget how it must end. I love yon ven as you love me, but I cannot "murry you. I am already married. I hrsre been a wife 6ince I was sixteen yearn of age, and I am now twenty-two." My husband is the man from whom you rescued me on that sight when I first learned how brave and kind you were. He comes to ma now and then to take my earnings from me. On that night he was more intox icated than usual, and had endeavored to beat me. "Oh, Henry, pity me, pity ma ! Do not blame me if I have given you grief. I suffer more myself, far more." How altered the night seemed as I went out into it ! Its beauty was gone, its sweetness vanished. I wandered along the street whioh led riverwar l, and came to the long wharf at the foot. It was ktef and the place was deserted by the throng of poor people that habit- j ully came there in the early evening fer fresh air. I sat down upon its edge I gam him a ruddi-n pitta. and looked into the water. How long and weary seemed the time before me ! And perhaps, after all, there was no hope. The wretch to whom Isabelle was tied might outlive her. "Was it not better to end all to die then and there and be done with love and pain forever? It almost seemed so. And below me the river, dark, deep and silent, swept on toward the sea. II death were only a long slumber, as some men believed, why not My thoughts were disturbed by a stumbling step. I looked up. Through the moonlight staggered the figure of a drunkard, a bloated, hideous object. He was singing to himself the words of a low song, and, even had I not been hidden by a projecting leam, might not have seen me. Coming close to tho spot where I was hiding, he sat down on the edge of the wharf and swung hi:? legs over the side, and, drawing from his bosom a bottle and some greasy scraps of food, Ijegan to eat and drink. I saw his face distinctly. I knew the ragged black hair mixed with gray the stubby beard, the red swollen nose, the shapeless figure. It was the man I had grappled with in the hall of the house next door. It was Isabelle's brutal, degraded husband. Ho was drunk already, ne was drink ing more fiery liquor. Ho was in a dangerous position for any but a man with a steady head. Left to himself the e was a possibility that he would fall into the water. Once there he must drown. I was the only person in sight. I would leave him to himself. I arose and crept away. A little on I looked back. On one side I could see the street; on the other, the wharf. In the first a policeman walked his rounds. On the second the drunkard still sat Bucking at his bottle. There seems to be a Providence that watches over drunkards and keeps them 5nfe where sober men would perish; or this policeman may spy him out and take him into custody. Safe! Ah, yes, lie will be safe enoucrh; the bail penny always comes home again. I turned and walked back along tho dock. He did not hear me. I stood be hind him; he did not see me. Then I " You are my prisoner !" gave him a sudden push with the palms of my hands against his back, and then lie was there no more; and darker and deeper and more silent than before the river seemed to flow toward the sea. . On'my way home I passed the police man. He gave me a strange look. Foi a moment I thought he was aliout to approach me, and he followed me a little way, or I fancied so; but then my con science was not what it had been. Hith erto a policeman had been nothing to me. All the next day I never went neai the window. On the next day I lay upon the bed in a sort of low fever. On the third day a letter was slipped through the little slit in my door. II was from Isabelle. " My husband is dead," it said. "H; was drowned in a drunken frolic. I cannot pretend much grief; but do nol come to see me for a wee!;. After that, as you choose." For a week I remained alone; then 1 sought her side. So long a widow, in fact, and living as she did among stran gers. No delay was necessary; but foi the crime that rest ed upon my conscience I should have been happy; but, alas! could not forget the deed that I had done. Vainly I argued with myself thai I had rid the world of an incumbrance that I had saved Isabelle from a base tyrant that the man was but a curse tc himself. Despite this sophistry, I saw the writing on the wall that gave my deed its proper name. Blood red it gleamed before me! Muvder! Murder! Murder! Yes, I was a murderer! And though Isaljelle was to be my own, I was miserable! The day of our wedding came. We went together to the church with two friends only. She wore a white dress and white blossoms in her black hair. How beautiful she was. Before us stood the clergyman, a ven erable man with long white locks. He began the ceremony thus : "Dearly, beloved, we are gathered to gether in the sight of God, and in the face of this congregation to join togeth er this man and this woman in holy matrimony " There he paused. The book dropped from his hands. I saw all eyes fixed on something behind me, and turned. There stood the policeman I had passed as I left the wharf, and the next moment his hand was upon my shoulder, and he said: "Yon are my prisoner!" I came to myself in perfect darknes3. I was lying on a bed of some kind, and sal recalled what had happened I had no doubt that it was the pallet of a prison cll; but what had occurred, where "was my bride, my Isabelle? What did 8he know? How did she regard me? Alas, I could not tell. I put my head upon my hands and wept bitterly. It was very desolate, very wretched. I had no words for my misery, and the darkness was intolerable. Suddenly I remembered that I had a habit of keep ing matches in my vest pocket. If I could find my clothes I might at least see what sort of a place 1 was in. I felt about and soon laid my hands upon my vest. Matches were 'indeed there. I struck one. It lighted but a short dis tance, but things seemed more familiar than I expected. I struck another. A lamp stood on the tabid lit it and saw my own room. It was exactly as usual. My engraving tools were upon the table. I crossed tho room and looked at the block lying there. It was the Sultan and Lady Miranda mutually astonished at each other's appearance. I rubbed my eyes and: shook . myself. Then I felt under iny pillow for my watch. Its hands poiriV to twenty-five minutes after twelve. I had been asleep for twenty minutes, and I had had a queer dream. I had rescued no distressed woman. I h-d known no Isabelle I had wooed and won no one, and, thank heaven, I had not murdered anybody. It was all the work of the pretty pho tograph colorer at the opposite window, and perhaps of my aunt's magical rhyme. Never was mortal man more thanks ' thnn I when I hail fully mastered this delightful truth. I returned to led again, and this time slept dreamlessly. I saw the pretty girl next day, and Avas interested enough in her to dis cover who sho was. She was a Miss Jones, and her "sensibility" was not, like that of Sir Charles Grandison's sis ter, "equal to her charms;" besides, she .was engaged to a young hair-dresser. She was not my fate, after all, and I suppose I waa mistaken about falling in love with her at first sight; at all events, I recovered rapidly. THE JUSTICE "UNJINED" THEM. A Michigan Magistrate's Novel Method of Divorcing a Couple. John Henry La wson and Sarah Jane Clawfield, of Bellaire, Mich., went be fore a justice of the peaco a year ago and were married. They quarrelled, and a few days ago agreed to be divorced, walking eight miles Saturday to see the old justice who hail married them. The justice put on his judicial look and sternly said: "Unjine hands." As they were sit ting ten feet apart this was hardly neces sary. "Now, John Henry La wson, you stand over by that side of the house, and you, Sarah Jane La wson Clawfield that is to be again you stand over by you side of the house. John Henry, do you, in the full belief in the existence of Almighty God, and of tho Constitu tion of the United States, devise, be queath and quit-claim all your right, title and interest in this woman to the State of Michigan, its heirs, assignees and administrators, and do you agree and covenant to and with the said party of tho first part, her representatives, heirs and executors, that you will well and truly assign, transfer and set over, all her clothes, bedding, children and chattels of which sho may stand seized at the time of the dissolution of this partnership; and do you further prom ise not to remove the same goods, chat tels, children, clothes and lredding from the said township of Smithson, or to enter upon the premises of the said party without the written assent of the said party of the first part V "I do," said John Henry. "Sarah Jane, hold up your righ! hand," said the justice. "A like oath was ad ministered to her, ending with: "John Henry, and do j-ou further promise that you will in future do nothing to molest or make afraid, so help you God?" "I do," vehemently asserted Sarah Jane. Stepping to tho door and gazing around the adjoining country, the judge loudly said: "Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye! If any man lias aught to say why this couple should not le unjined asunder, let him forever stand forth and say it or hold his peace." No objection being made, he solemnly concluded: "Then, by virtue of the power in me vested by the Legislature of the State of Michigan and my official oath, I hereby declare the partnership hitherto existing between the parties to this suit to be this day dissolved by mu tual consent. All claims against the firm will te paid by John Henry Law son, and all outstanding accounts owing the firm will be paid into this court." Then John Henry and Sarah Jane went to their respective former homes. Saved Her Life ami Married Her. A Davenport, Iowa, paper says: The marriage of Miss Fannie Porter, daugh ter of 1). C. Porter, for years resident in Davenport, and Edward N. liar wood, a lawyer, which occurred last week at the home of the bride's parents in Billings, Montana, is but the fru ition of an attachment which commenc ed romantically indeed. A year ago last summer Mr. Harwood saved Miss Porter's life at the risk of his own. Mr. and Mrs. Porter, with their daughter and Mr. Harwood, were out for a drive. They were crossing a river on an old style rope ferry, when the horses com menced backing. Mr. Harwood had left the vehicle. Mr. and Mrs. Porter leaped from the carriage, and when the daughter attempted to follow she plung ed into the river and was carried away by the current. Instantly Mr. Harwood leaped in for her rescue, and being an expert swimmer, soon caucht her. He had hardly reached her when she faint- j ea irom exnausiion. sustaining ner, he swam toward the shore. Meantime Mr. Porter and the ferryman were hav ing all they could do to restrain Mrs. Porter, who was determin?d to leap in to the water to help save her daughter. When Mr. Harwood was within a few feet of the shore with his precious bur den he was so exhausted that he was unable to swim longer, and they prob ably would have floated out of reach had not a ferryman who was on shore gone to them with a yawL Mr. Har wood is a prominet lawyer in Billings Valley, and a gentleman of means. Miss Porter was awarded the Dean's prize for amiability and deportment at St. Katharine's Commencement in Jane last, Davenport is her native city. THE JOKERS' BUDGET. THE UUMOR OP THE FUNNY WRITERS. A Cruel Parent. Amusing: Smith. Some Style. Wanted to Realize. Not Necessary. Scared, etc, etc A CLEAR CASE. "Young man," said the physician, impressively, "your symptoms indicate fatty degeneration of the heart." "I presume they do, doctor," replied the youth, dejectedly. "I am engaged to a young woman who weighs 314 pounds. Chicago Tribune. SEEKING INFORMATION. Stranger What church is that across tho way, little boy ? Little Boy Christ's church. Stranger And the one further up the street ? Little Boy That's pa's, but he doesn't go very often. Texas Sif tings. WANTED TO REALIZE. Johnnie, a bright boy of six years, while being fixed up for school, observ ing that his overcoat was much the worse for wear, and having more mend ed places than he admired, turned to his mother and asked her: "Ma, is pa rich?" "Yes; very rich, Johnnie. He is now worth two and a half millions." "What in, Ma?" "Oh, he values you at one million, me at one million and baby at half a mill ion." Johnnie, after thinking a moment, said: "Ma, tell papa to sell the baby and buy us some clothes." KEEP TOUR HEAD IN. "Better keep your head in the car," continued the conductor on the Lansing train as he passed through a coach and 6a w an old m?n with his head t hrust out. It was slowly drawn in, and the owner turned to a man on the seat behind and asked: "What harm does it do to put my head out?" "You might knock some of the tele graph poles down." "Oh, that's it! Well, if they are sc mighty 'fraid of a few old poles, I'll keep my head in. That's the way on the railroads since that new law went into effect." A CRUETj PARENT. Father I regret, my dear sir, thai I cannot allow you to marry my daugh ter Lydia. Suitor Why not, my dear sir ? Father Because she is entirely toe young to marry. Lydia (who has been listening) "But, pa, it ain't right to refuse to give the gentleman what h.6 wants on ac count of a fault fer which neither he nor I are to blame. It is your own fault, pa, that I am not old enough to marry. Why didn't you marry a few years sooner i" NOT nOWLINO. "I say, Springstein, I don't hear jou howling round so much now alxut An archy, Socialism, division of property, and all of them modern inventions. What's come over you didn't it pay '" "Veil, you see, Shorty, the shircum stanshes vas schanged a leetle. My on kle is Owstralia, he died lasht veek, unt I shust get vord as he leefe me tree tou san' dollar. You don peleefe I divite it mit deese feller schkarsely 1" Har per's Weekly. TOO MISTRUSTFUL. "What luck did you have at the farm house ?" asked one tramp of another. "None at all. The woman was too blamed mistrustful." "How was that?" "When I asked her for something to eat she asked me if I could saw wood. I told her I could." "Yes, what then ?" "Why, I'll be dog-goned if she didn't want me to prove it." Merchant Trav eller. AWil CP. Brown was abusing Smith violently, on the sidewalk one night. Jones, who was Smith's friend, heard it from an up per window, and yelled to Smith, i "Knock him down?" The next day Jones and Smith met. "Why didn't j you knock that man down ?" asked Jones, "I hollered to you to do it. "Yes," replied Smith, "and I would have hollered the same thing had I been up where you were." THE VOYAGE OF LIFE. First College Students-Yes, George, my mind is made up; fame first, wealth next, then marriage. Second College Student I disagree with you, John. My plan is wealth first, then the achievement of fame will be easy enough. After that marriage. Ten years later. George Say, John, stop a moment. John. In a big hurry, George. Old Doctor Blank won't como again until his bill is paid, and I'm hunting for an other. All the children have the measles. Anything I can do for you. Yes, John; lend me a nickel to buy a safety-pin. Omaha World. TALL ENOUGH. "You must remember, my daughter, you are only a little girl. I can't think of letting you wear long dresses yet." "But, mamma, 1 am as tall as you are. They measure. "Sure enough, my child, you are. How fortunate ! Now you can hang out the washing just as well as X can." Chicago New. FASHION NOTES FOR WOMEN. Fur-lined garments are in striped or Fgured stuffs this season. Fur trimming is not used onstlish itrect costumes this season. Amure silks are soft and pliable, making beautiful draperies Velvet edged ribbons are very stylish, ind also those with metal threads. The velvet toque is not alone in black, but for young girls may be in any suit able color. The trimming of hats from the back oi the crown is a very stylish if not be coming fashion. The folded velvet toques are verj stylish and are sometimes trimmed with fur very prettily. The ulsters with cape-like epaulette are very stylish made in Scotch twecds. These are for girls. . The demi belt, in jets or embroidery, makes a dressy finish for some of the pretty new basques. House dresses of a dressy charactei have a demi belt and epaulettes of jets or metal passementrie. The coachman coat is a favorite gar ment for young girls and the heavy capct are pinked on the edge. A wide 6tripe of satin and an alter nating one of moire are seen in some ol the beautiful evening shades. Gray astrakhan is used as stylish trim ming this season, both as a garniture foi head gear and outer garments. Dainty lace morning caps are very generally worn by young married ladies in America, as well asm England. The shirred turbans with a band of fui are among the pretty things in hear gear which a young girl can wear. Camei's hair underwear, said to tx unshrinkable, is worn by those who need warmth and slight friction of the skin. The long pointed shoulder rapes, ar a Russian style, and very graceful if nol so warm as those which cover the shoul ders. Goblin blue for children is a very fa vorite color and may be found in soft woolens suitable for young children' dresses. Hanging pendants of jet form a verj pretty trimming and one very stylish foi this season, particularly on any black fabrics. Burnt orange is a stylish shade of yel low, S3 its name would indicate, and on which is quite becoming to a brunettt complexion. Poke bonnets in black velvet are very stylish, and have a rich cluster of bow of satin edged with moire ribbon as theii ornamentation. ....... White ribbons with gilt edges are very stylish, and some very stylish velvci bonnets are decorated with rich bows of this pretty ribbon. Piece felt is ued for making the soft toques so stylish for young girls this season. It is pinked to form an edge and is sometimes braided. White ribbon bows on black velvet bonnets make a very effective trimming and one which is stylish this season of black and white combination. A cord in Russian fashion is set about the crown of some high-crowned hats for young ladies and ostrich tips or a plume is the trimming for such a hat. A chair back or a hassock in soft leather embroidered in metal braidi which will not tarnish are both appro priate gifts for almost any occasion. Soft muffs of plush, lined with acolot which is visible at the fulled ends, are very stylish, and take the place of the hand muffs called drums so long worn. The ribbon work so effective and easi ly done is a form of handwork which will prove very popular with those nol exceedingly well skilled in needle-work. Double skirts are likely to be generally worn again. Upon some models both skirts are of nearly the same length, the upper one being draped slightly at each side. Turkish embroidery in gold is still used on some stylish bonnets, and is effective if somewhat tawdry. Spangles are used with this embroidery on bonnets of black or white. It is now considered much better taste to put elaborate needle work on a back ground of linen or workable stuff. Since then the labor of months may be preserved indefinitely. The plan de soie with a wide stripe ol moire down the middle of each breadth is one of the most lovely fabrics and suitable for petticoats of the court train; of dinner dresses. Origin of Big I'late-lilass Windows "Do you know," said a we!l-know plath-glass dealer to a New York Tri'.un reporter, that the great plate-glass win dows that adorn large store fronts have their origin in the vanity of women? A woman likes to see herself as others see her. Hie can do that in a mirror. When she is on the street the show windows serve as mirrors to tell her how prettily or badly she appears, if her hat is on crooked, her back hair down, or hei new-fangled bustle awry. Watch the women as they saunter up and down Broadway or Sixth avenue, and you will find nine out of ten casting furtive glances into the windows that reflect back their likeness. Then they are at tracted to the goods in the windows and go into the stores to inspect and buy. It was that idea that first brought about big plate-ghiss windows. The old com mon frames, with large numbers of panes gave no opportunity for the ladies to see their full figure?. They could only see their faces. Tradesmen who observed the manner in which they looked in the windows urged the glass manufacturers to mike them larger, until now they fill the entire front. The men like to look in them quite a much as women, too." Intelligent Terriers. "Here is a cute story of terrien," said a getitlcman who had read the ' Wayside on these dogs the other day. "When grace is said at the table the two canines go at once to the corner and sit erect until it is finished. If I say i would like to see how a little dog would look in the corner, witbo it in the least appearing to direct my remarks to them, immediately the corners are occupied. If I say I am tempted to pull a l'.ttle dog's tail a wicked growl is the answer, and it is kept up until I say that I be lieve I will not.' Phlhtde'phia Va7.!t TELEGRAPHIC TICKS. Ihe News of the North, East, South .. and West, Reduced to Texts Am lolrresiliiK Badge! ftr tar Bmnr Reader. The news of the shooting of the noted Mexican bandit,' Bernal, has lcen con firmed. The latest news" from Powderly is to the effect that he is improving in health. Reuben Crawford of the internal reve nue department died at Lansing Mich. Isaac Merrick, at Camden, N. J., mur dered his daughter and then shot him self. The fire at Louisa Courthouse Va., re sulted in the destruction of twenty-one out of twenty-four business houses. A lire in Chicago destroyed a seven story building, No. 298 and 300 Third avenue. A large deposit of bituminous coal has been discovered near San Antonia Texcs. John Gibson, another victim of the Cincinnatti Southern Railroad accident on the 31st. is dead. The National Bank of Greenville, S. V, has been designated as a depository of public funds by the Government. Two elevators lielonging in the North ern Pacific Railroad Company were burn ed at Rock ford, Minn. The anniversary of the battle of New Orleans .was celebrated in New York by a banquet at the Hoffman House Presi dent Cleveland sent a letter. "Aunt Eunice" Cottrell, died at Nor wich, Conn., aged 115 years. She was the great graml child of King Phillip, of ante-revolutionary fame. At Chattanooga Tenn., during a quar rel between Lew Owens and J. D. Barnes the former ' was shot three times by Barne's, who was cut by Owens. The wounds of Owens are mortal. Iu New York the jury in the case of Miss Campbell against Coffee Merchant Arbuckle for breach of promise of marri age returned a verdict for plaintiff in the sum of $45,000. The body of Capt Amos Cliff, former ly of Sheridan's staff, who died in Wash ington about two weeks ago, has been stolen from the cemetary and sold to the medical college. ' -The death is announced of Bonamy Price, M. A., prof esse r of political econ omy in Oxford University. He was 80 years old. . The President and Mrs. Cleveland have been formally invited to attend the opening of the Sub-Tropical Exposition at Jacksonville, Fla. At Rockford, 111., the Rockford Co operative Furniture Company's building was burned with all its contents. Loss 160,000. One of the Readihg strikers, at Norris town, Pa., attacked an engineer upon his locomotive and knocked him down with a couplin pin, and it toook three men to drive the rioter from the engine and arrest him. Delegates have arrived in Chattanooga, Tenn., from several Southern States to attend tne railroad convention to secure an excursion rate of one cent er mile from the North and West to all points in the South. The Vicksburg, Miss., Commercial Herald buildinc. newsnaier- iob office and bindery, were burned. The loss is heavy. The insurance on building and stock is $15,000. The paper appeared as usual. R. Gavlord Eaton, charged as an ac cessory before the fact to the lynching of vtaldrop, at Centril, o. C, applied for bail before Judge Norton, at Walhalla, S. C, and it was granted in the sum of $5,000. Dr. James R. Dugan, Professor of Chemistry at Wake Forest, N. C, Col lege, died there, aged 28 years. - For more than a month he had been sick w itl typhoid -malarial fever, followed by pneumonia and meningetis. His body was taken to Linton, Ga., his home. It was accompanied as far as Raleigh by five professors of the college and a com mittee of ten students. Dr. Dugan not long sinte married the niece of Rev. Dr. Taylor, President of Wake Forest Col lege. Large crowds are attending Evangelist Pearson's meetings, at Spartanburg. S. C. Many of the audience have gone into the inquiry meetings, and have otherwise manifested an earnest interest. Quite a number of people come in from the country, and strangers generally drop - in to hear w hat is going on. A premature blast occurred on the 3 C's road, about three miles from Blacks, H. C. One negro was killed and two others severely injured. Henry Dennis, a well-known negro in Spartanburg, S. C, was arrested on the affidavit of J. M. Spann, charged with robbing the delivery wagon of the South ern Express Company. Dennis was com mitted to jail to await trial. He had two accomplices, who escaped. - At Quancock, Va., William C Duer, cut the throat of his wife, killing her almost instantly, while riding with her and their two children. He is said to have been insane for some time, but was supposed to have recovered. Duer was committed to East Vale jail. -inrkeys ana Walnuts. It ha3 long been known that the flavor of game can be given to the flesh of turkeys by giving the birds walnuts to eat for a week or so before being killed; but it has been left to the Scienfiii Ameri can how it comes that the Italian farmers, both at home and in the South American Republics, succeed in sending thefattesr turkeys to market. A mon.h before kill ing, they give each fowl a walnut to vat verydnrf
The Goldsboro Headlight (Goldsboro, N.C.)
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