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.HtEADLIGHTo -Li LL ll ia ' y A. itOSCOWER, Editor & Proprietor. "IIERE SUALL THE PRESS THE PEOPLE'S RIGHTS MAINTAIN, UNAWED BY INFLUENCE AND UNBRIBED BY OAIN." EIUIIT TAKES. VOL. II. NO. 50. WHISTLE THEM AWAY. Have you any petty cares, boys? "Whistle them away, There's nothing cheers the spirits, Like a merry roundelay, jfo matter for the headaches, 'Neath silk or hodden-gray. For the sake of those who love you, Just whistle them. away. 'Tis strange how soon friends gather About a cheerful face; Tbat smiling eyes and lips count more Than beauty, wealth, or grace; But I have seen it tried, boys, When trouble comes to stay, The brave heart leaps to work, and strives To whistle it away. Then as you climb life's hill, boys, Put music in your toil, ' Turn to your traitor trials, A whistlo for a foil; Je steadfast in the right, boys, Whate'er the world may say, Temptations never conquer those Who whistle them away ! -Mary A. Dcnison, in Youth's Companion FEARLESSNESS. BY KOSK II. LATHROP. "Genevieve Chamberlain is too silent," remarked Hall Balkan. ''"When she comes into the room I feel as if I wanted to shake a secret out of her perfect mouth; but, as she is very dainty and very beautiful, I don't really do it." The young woman who sat near him as he spoke, painting fancy work, and who could not quite compete with a great beauty, thought that Balkan was show ing off, being irritated by Genevieve's apparent indifference and was trying to console himself by grumbling at her, al though he would havo been very critical of any one else who dared to do so. This young woman, who could reflect intelli gently, was, nevertheless, a perfect child in guilelessness. She could stand in judgment over people, as a child does, and cause no antagonism at any rate, in a nature as generous as her own. She was the sort of girl who would remain sweet and naive as an old woman. Nellio Featherly looked round at Bal kan, in a moment, and responded: "Now, there i3 nothing mysterious about me. " "You? I should think not 1 You are so fearless, straightforward and amus ing." "You have not quite illusion enough about me, I think," Nellie pouted over her satin scarf, which was bursting into flower and leaf. "You have made me out just one of the ordinary, useful toss-ine-aside kind of women, and, although you are right, I do hate to hear the fact repeated." "I don't care what you think of your self or how you construe my appreciation of you," answered Balkan, saucily. "I am perfectly content with enjoying your traits and sitting where you paint." Nellie went on busily, with a dozen pretty attitudes and motions and a rather dissatisfied expression of countenance. Whether it was her work or her words which annoyed, her, Balkan was not sure. "That's exquisite, and no mistake," he went on, peering over at the drawing board on her knees, upon which the satin waq "retohcf"!. "Uli, please don't say pretty things," Nellie cried, "Somehow, you seem in sincere to-day I" "I? My dear Miss Featherly, I should not hesitate to tell the truth, rather than prevaticate. To be quite honest, I would tell you the truth about anything in the world you could ask me; though with others I might be as silent as Genevieve, instead of confessing to actualities." "If I ever want to ask you anything I will remember this," the young amateur rejoined, with the nicest smiles into Bal kan's pflrrrst fnrp Cecil Morton sauntered across the room, during the little pause ensuing and said that the day was too good for staying in the house. Why not go to walk before dinner? The young people, eight when all told, were visiting some dear old country gentlefolks to whom Nellie was nearly related, arid who had asked them out of town for a week of sleighing, and other winter fun, the snow beinsr in bet ter condition than for years past. That evening they were to go sleighing by moonlight and it was super-energetic for Morton to talk of walking. But wc all know how these restless people of energy or muscle rout us out of little lazy tete-a - tetes and fireside luxury. Neither Nellie nor Balkan wished to be stigmatized as loth to exercise and so they rushed out of the parlor to find the others and get well wrapped up against a coolish ramble; while Cecil Morton smiled to himself in a mirror to think of the own o Hon he could effect at will. Xollift jvnrl Genevieve uaired oft, in teutioaaUy, as tho group left the hall- GOLDSBORO, N. C. WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 21, 1889. door ten minutes later. Something agi tated Nellie's beautiful friend, as the for mer was able to discover through girlish intimacy, which is a very deep thing in deed. Genevieve's face looked calnTand pale as she said, in a low, rather tragic voice, to the affectionate girl beside her: "My heart is almost breaking. I am so wretched, and so surprised. To think of it! Never have I loved before, and every one always on their knees to me. I And now. the very one who absorbs my tnought cold, cold, cold!" "Don't be silly, Gen. You're so fired up at finding any one you can become ro mantic over, that you arc as blind as a hickory nut, beside being dreadfully awkward when he's around. Moreover, Hall Balkan is perfectly splendid so handsome and so manly ! I don't wonder wonder you like him tremendously. And the idea of his not coming under your spell 1 As for me, I just know he thinks you are irresistible. I know you are in his mind" "You love me, and try to think me a vanquisher of all hearts, no matter how brave and free," murmured Genevieve. "But my former conquests have not been all-convincing, because Mr. Balkan is really the only true, line person of envia ble position and means whom I ever met in our set. There seem to be a thousand foolish bachelors to one downright hero!" "I think Hall is a. fine fellow." Nellie again admitted, softly, thrusting her lit tle hand upon Genevieve's arm for a few steps, and then stopping her arbitrarilv. and letting the others catch up with them. "How far north we seem!" she then exclaimed. ' 'I am sure the Arctic Sea is over that hill of pines by tho meadow. Ribbons of white cloud and this exhilerating atmosphere make mo feel as if I were somebody else! Oh, we are explorers. Is that a Polar bear or a snow drift?" she concluded, pointing to a white banked gate post by the cattle lane. ! ! Cecil Morton tried to shuffle the littla party in such a way that he would come next to Genevieve; but she evaded him, by sheer force of desperation. And, as luck would have it, Hall Balkan came up to her with his line, hearty good cheer, and asked her to walk with him as far as a wide-spreading elm at a considerable distance down the high road ; and Nellie Featherly heard him say it. A damask flush all over Genevieve s face made Balkan glance round to see if the sunset had begun yet; but the West was as gray as a flag-stone. Genevieve was willing, and they started ofc at a huge pace, which the rest tried to imitate; but not too well, as every one of the girls thought that Balkan wanted to propose to his companion, and determined to let him have a chance. At last the two figures iu advance stopped under the delicate tracery of the great, bare elm-tree, and seemed to be talking earnestly. Then a cry went up from Nellie Featherly, for Genevieve had sunk to the ground, evidently in a faint, and Belkan kneeled at her side. "The walk was too rapid for her," ex claimed Nellie, oft-hand. "Oh, Mr. Morton, why must you always be asking us to go for constitutionals; they'll be the death of ir !" And Nellie, whom no one had ever ssen really provoked before, gave him a cross glance; and then went on a run, accompanied by the reproved Morton, toward her friend, while the others followed more or less ar dently. : As faithful Nellie ran, she discerned a strange, black cloud rolling toward them all, down the snowy road. Soon tho motion of two prancing horses becamo apparent; and as Nellie reached Gene vieve's prostrate form, in the middle of the road, over which Balkan was bend ing in absorbed dismay, the plucky girl realized that a runaway team was in full swing at a few yards' distance, and quite unobserved by any one but herself and Cecil Morton, who shouted to Nellie to have a care and jump aside. But this Nellie never thought of do in. On she ran, beyond Genevieve, I v.Uqp dano-er was so imminent, ana what could she do to avert the danger? In her niufr was a ball of snow, which had been reduced by careful manipula tion (under Morton's instructions) to an icv consistency; capable, as her teacher had explained, of killing anybody, if rightly aimed. It is by no means easy to swerve the direction of a maddened horso. But one of these was running j away because the other wanted to, and ; he yet retained some common-sense. At nay rate, Nellie drew fortn he in a twinkling, and hurled ! luck, at the saner horse rtor thev were now close at hand) with such splendid vigor and true aim that it hit him furi ously on the nose. He plunged aside, slipped on the hard crust of the old snow beside the road, and keeled over, carry ing his rampant mate with him into the ditch. They were a powerful team be longing to Nellie's uncle, and were drag ging an empty wood-sledge. Their driver was hallooing in the distance, as he ran wearily along. Nellio pondered a moment over the success of her defense and gazed at tho quivering limbs of the foe, and then turned back to Genevieve, panting. The girls were on tho bank at the other side of the road. Meantime, Balkan had but just looked up, realized the peril and caught Gene vieve in hi3 arms, while Morton threw his weight wildly upon the young man's struggling shoulders. It is always in some such way that a person weak in emergencies assists the real actors. So swiftly do rifnaway horses proceed that it only seemed an instant since Gen evieve had fainted. Now all tho girls swooped down from their perch helpfully, and surrounded their pale friend, whose swoon was so much in earnest that she had not stirred an eyelash. Nellie seized Balkan's hand and told him she must speak with him instantly. "Did you offer yourself?" she severely demanded, when she had led him, per emptorily, out of hearing of the others. "No," he gasped, gazing blankly, as a man does who is confronted with more Greek than he is prepared for. "Didn't you propose?" exclaimed NpJ lie, in the same indignant tone, which showed Balkan that he was a criminal, whichever way he pleaded. "Do explain!" he quavered, gently. But Nellie was off to Genevieve with impertinent haste, kneeling down at her side, calling for soft snow from under a drift and rubbing the beauty's temples and lips with it, while she explained to Morton how to cet Genevieve's hands warm; much to his satisfaction, for she did not object to his covering them with losses. The teamster came up, and Nellie found time to scold him. for his stupidity. "I know you by sight, Jim," she said. "But that shan't save you. Go you shall from my uncle's service !" "But, Miss!" 1 'No 4buts' ! You might have killed a dozen people, you goose I" "As true as I live, Miss, I've always heard as how horses will run in winter, when the moon is near the full, as its been proved this day ! So crisp-like everywhere, Miss, what can you expect of them." 4 'Swear you'll never leavo your horses without tying them tight," commanded Nellie, haughtily. "Faith I'll swear whin I'm out of your prisince, Miss!" Jim humbly answered. The horses were unhitched from the sledge, aud the young people undertook to drag Genevieve home, which the stout poles at the sides of the conveyance as sisted them to accomplish, as the girli could take hold of them and propel, iwhile the young men dragged the cum brous concern. The fair invalid was pib lowed on muffs and covered with new markets, and was pTeased to revive nicely, .It was first sunset and then deep dus'j when the catafalque slowly reached home. : It may be supposed that dinner was a little late that evening. Nellie came into the parlor before the others, looking lovely, in still another of her Worth dresses, and Balkan wa:i waiting for her, ready to pounce. Nellie's eyes, which looked unusually big and bright, because shchadbceu cry ing all to herself, filled again with tears. She edged away into the anteroom, and he followed. "I meant," she replied, soto voce, "that when you love her, and when sh i and when vou come out int i ' the 4backwoods' and have plenty of op portunities, and when wc are all lookinj on from a respectful distance, it is per fectly stupid of you not to oSer yourself to Genevieve, and I should have fainted and died both if I had been in her place ! She showed great sel f -control net to have died. You had no business to stipulate the tree, anyhow, for of course she would expect everything to be set tled before she got there. Oh ! of course you think mo outrageous to meddle witn you and talk right out as if I were a novel, without respect of persons and mien secrets; but I'm noixxiy m I'uruu, ' , , ! iar and I will love Genevieve and put my ,'Cy ! W aSalrs if 1 U o! A,. lnfiust adJthis: that I'm goin3toa, ; range to have you both driven by tht J coachman to-night in the big sleigh, while we are apportioned off to little cut ,ters. The driver's seat is way up." "But, my dear MissFeathcrby "Nel lie " "Now, don't be disrespectful. Oi course I can only ask for an outward show of respect after telling you to offer your self to my dearest friend, whom we all know (goose) you are hoping to win; but that show of courtesy I stipulate for." "But how can I ask Miss Chamberlain in marriage if I love you?" Balkan squeezed in, desperately. Nellie sst down on the arm of a rhnit and looked up at him aghast, blushing and appealing. "Oh, you can't be in love with me!" she panted. "I wish you would not be so scornful," he answered. 4 4 You ought to have known it. Months ago, I was crazy about Genevieve, like the rest; but only for a week, for then I met you. A man don't sit staring all day at a girl unless he dotes on her! WTiilc I stare at you, your utter indifference to me is something appalling; but I had hoped to win you in the end. Then you take me by the the throat,yank mo in front of somebody else, with orders, martial in their haste, and now cast me into a perfect sou of prematurc ncss; for, of course, you'll spurn my all unheralded revelation. But I'm as obstinate as you are, and love you I will, by Jove!" Balkan sat down on another chair-arm, and being trim as a marble statue for dinner, and not having time tu brush his hair again if he tore it a little, thrust his thumbs in his pockets and glared at the fire. A faint rustle of heavy silk at hii elbow made him feel exultant. "If she consents to it, you might pro-, pose to me, then, m the Russian sleigh 1 1 He turned, and the little creature's superl) eyes met his. He caught het hands, and studied her face with blissful care. "I thought I was of no great account," she murmured, all of a tremble; and was suddenly t kissed in a way that made het feel that for the future she had some one to guard her against all harm, and give her all the happiucss she could wish for. The Iiulcr-cndcnt. Capers of Cannon Balls. Captain Meredith, John Bitchie and George Shields, known as 4 'old hosses" and "old-timers," sat around in the Press club one afternoon recently and talked about the times of the war and told of the funny capers that cannon balls and musket balls cut. Captain Meredith ;aid he once found a dead Confederate behind a big tree. The dead man was resting on one knee, in a position to shoot. His musket was in his hands, the butt of the gun was against his shoulder, and one eye was open, squinting along the gun-barrel. There wasn't a mark on j the body, but the man was stone dead. There was a ten-pound cannon ball buried in the tree." The man had been killed by the concussion. Mr. Shields said that 1 he saw a ciuiuou ball go into the ground j about 200 yards in front of where he was standing. Ho thought that was the end of the matter, but in about three seconds the ball came out of the ground fifty yards beyond the place it struck. It then in its night struck a stump, car romed off, broke a soldier's leg, and, rolling on a few yards further, upset a eamp kettle and scalded a man's hands. Joim Bitchie said he saw a man hit with a 44spent" cannon bull, lie walked over to where the man lay to see what ha could do for him give him a drink out of his canteen, or a chew of tobacco, or something but all that was visible was a. mass of about TOO pounds of flesh and blue cloth, mixed up like sausage, with an eye and two tooth sticking out on top. Captain Meredith said that, speaking of cannon balls, one of the most novel Sights he witnessed during the war was a cannon ball about as big as a flour barrel joing through a horse lengthwise that is, lengthwise of the horse. Tnere was eft of the horse its head, its four feet and the lower six inches of its tail. The Captain said he could always tell the body of a Confederate soldier from a Northern raa:i on a battle field, because whenever a Confederate was wounded ;om-bread oozed cut. Chicago Mall. A Wcil-Knswn Ciieicra fixture. To make the Sun cholera mixture take equal parts of tincture of cayenne, "inet :ire o? alum, tincture of rhubarb, essence of peppermint and spirits of camphor, and mix well. Dose, fifteen to thirty tirons in a wine-loss of water, accord- intr to age and v,nK ot tnc , Kck. ev.,v or nveaty m koaa6tf rl T-iolr-rjf'' of the attack Subscription, S1.00 Per Year. LADIES' COLUMN. QUEEN VICTORIA'S WTITM. At one time, and not so long ago, it was considered the height of inelegance for refined people to pass so much as a S chocolate wafer between their lips before the rude public gaze. No less a person age than England's Queen has inaugu rated the custom of sipping a cup of tea and eating a wafer while enjoying her pfternoon drive. The tea is steeped in pome convenient, tiny apparatus that is part of the royal carriage furniture, and the old lady enjoys the refreshment with comfortable disregard of the hundreds of curious eyes bent upon her. We arc in ordinately fond of importing high-toned "fads." Who knows but ere long the fragrant aroma of Hyson may blend with the grass and blossom odors along our park drives! New Yorh Town Tojries. BARBETi SUOrS FOR WOMEN. A curious feature of New York life, which is increasing steadily, is the pres ence of barber-shops exclusively for ivomen. The work done is, of course, confined wholly to brushing, cleaning and naking up the hair. Many of the custo mers keep their own combs and brushes :oo in the pigeon holes which one sees filled with cups in a barber-shop for men. The barber and her assistants are, of jourse, women, and to one of them a New York Tribune writer said the other iay: "How often should a woman have her hair brushed?" "Every night and morning she ought to brush it herself," was the reply. "Many cf them never brush it thoroughly at all, and as for cleaning it, all they know about that is to scour it once or twice a year with borax or ammonia, as they would their kitchens. This ruins the hair, yet they know no better. Many a fine lady goes about with six months' accumulation of dirt on her head under a $25 bonnet, and would be horrified to think herself not as clean as she should be. Women who know how to care for their hair come here once a month for a dry shampoo to clean the scalp, and once a month I clean their hair itself with castile soap and water, drying it immediately by spread ing it over a hot air register. The hair should have air and sunlight too. .1 think the hair of American women is becoming more and more scanty, while nearly all the fine switches and wigs of human hair in the market come from the heads of the-German and Swiss peasant girls, who work bare headed in the fields, and whose tresses are so long and thick that they are glad to sell some of it for next to noth ing." COMMON SENSE AND MOUKNTNG. A movement has been started in Eng land to put an end, if possible, to the custom which demands that women shall inconvenience and injure themselves physically by arraying themselves in mourning whenever a, member of their family dies. Lady Ilarberton is the leader in this crusade of common sense, and she has recently set forth very clear ly, in an article in the Woman1 World, why mourning costumes, as they are now made, should be abandoned by every sen sible woman. Lady Ilarberton bases her argument principally on a plea for the health of women. She points out that while the- dress of a woman is not calcu lated at its best to improve the physical condition of the wearer, the dress of a widow possesses every bad and unhy gienic quality of the ordinary female ap parel intensified fourfold. It is always made extra long and clinging, so tha proper exercise is out of the question. It Is usually very heavy, and is surmounted by a species of headdress furnished with one or two long streamers hanging aim lessly down behind, which are neither at tractive in themselves nor conductive to the comfort of the unfortunate wearer. This headdress, the peculiarly objec tionable feature of which is the long, heavy veil which custom decrees that every widow shall wear, is the worst feature of tho mourning costume, both from a hygienic point of view and with reference to the discomforts which arise from it, esjecially in the warm season. The heavy clinging black dress is endur able, unhealthy as it is, because its weight falls on a part of the body calcu lated to sustain it. The veil which traib behind the young widow's head is a very different a3air. It is constantly drag on the head backward and downward, end if worn long at a time results inevit ably in a headache. New York Time. FASHION NOTES. High shoulder trimming will be a feature of autumn wraps. A hat made of moss is the latest aotion in London millinery. With tho waists made like a man's shirt, neckties are worn which drop as" low as the belt. Many of the season's colors, terra-cotta, willow green, gray, etc., appear in the tewest feather fans. A novelty in painted satin fans is a full niching of closely set loops of "baby" ribbon across the top. Very effective black parasols arc made of black tulle, laid in accordion plaits over black bolting cloth. The handles ire of black wood tipped with silver. Simple white waists of French nain sook, India linen, American eurah, or China silk are worn over skirts of various kinds. They may be shirred, tucked, or plaited to suit the form and fancy, and are made with bishop sleeves. The mania for violets has extended to parasols. A very pretty one .recently noted was of black silk covered with black tulle embroidered with violet, in he natural hues, and bordered with lont; stenuned blossoms. The cbonized handle was mounted with silver and tied with a black ribbon. A pretty toilet for summer evening wear is a gown worn by a New York woman. It is a skirt of crcam-whito China silk trimmed with rows of narrow moire ribbon, the silk pressed in accor dion plaits from the hips, where it is joined by a close jersey-shaped lodice of cream lace, while tho joining is covered by an immense sash of moire. A similar skirt is garnitured with ribbon bands and sash of apple-green silk. CURIOUS FACTS. Kentucky has a mail carrier ninety years old. In Chile the street-car conductors arc all women. The word "and" occurrs 40,227 times in the Bible. Philadelphia is to have a new church for colored Catholics. Toddy is from the Hindostanee tari, tadi, the juice of the palmyra tree. A Vienna criminal recently made his csca)c from justice by means of a balloon. An Illinois man who bet that the world was round and failed to prove it had to pay over $25. The largest ruby known is among the crown jewels of Russia; its size is that of a pigeon's egg. The age of Sato Yukichi, the Japanese dwarf, is about fifty yearsi His height is fifteen inches. A pair of elephant's tasks of average length weigh about 200 pounds, and arc worth about $500. The three Presidents who died on July 4 are John Adams, Thomas Jeffer son and James Monroe. The American mosquito has appeared in England, and the people arc vastly ex cited by the discovery. The descendants of Rebecca Nourse, who was hanged as a witch in 1622, had a reunion in Uanvers, Mass., recently. British people drink annually five pounds of tea per head per annum. The French average is only half an ounce. It is against the city ordinance in Castile, N. Y., for a donkey to appear on the streets unless accompanied by a man. A cloud-burst in Nevada the other day dropped enough water on a region two miles square to form a lake of ten acres in extent and ten feet deep. John Moore, of Indiana, declared him self guilty of roblxry, paid a constable $2 to arrest him, and then hired a carriage for $3 to take them to the county jail. Punch is from the Hindostanee panch, Sanskrit panchan, meaning five, because the drink was originally composed of fire ingredients, viz.: Sugar, arrack, tea, water and lemon juice. Italian excavators at Adulio, neai Zulu, Africa, have come upon puonc buildings and coins. In the sixth century a marble slab was found there giving tho conquests of Ptolemy Evergetes. A number of strange fish, formed like the white fish of Lake Eric, have just been caught at the dam near 3Ieadville, N. Y. Some think they are ciscoes. They are in color regular strawberry blondes, with reddish gills and tails, and, so far as retried, entirely new to those waters. How they got there is a mys tery. mmmmammmmmmmmmmmmmm The man who seems to have made the most out of the Oklahoma boom is ex Governor Crawford, of Kansas, who re ceived ten per cent, of the amount paid to the Creek Indians for the lands, on account of his services as an attorney in negotiating the sale, .. . c i -
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