Newspapers / The Goldsboro Headlight (Goldsboro, … / Sept. 18, 1889, edition 1 / Page 1
Part of The Goldsboro Headlight (Goldsboro, N.C.) / About this page
This page has errors
The date, title, or page description is wrong
This page has harmful content
This page contains sensitive or offensive material
r A. fiOSCOWEK, Editor & Proprietor. "HERE SHALL THE PRESS THE PEOPLE'S RIGHTS MAINTAIN, UNA WED BY INFLUENCE AND UNBIIIBED BY GAIN." EIGHT TALES. VOL. III. NO. 2. GOLDSBORO, N. C. WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 1889. Subscription, 81.00 Per Year. v DROWSY DAY. Th? br.tt?rf:ies flit here and there A boat tlif t.v.vny, Ii;.-t-d?p road, Like f'nkf - of o! !. in qmverin glare. IIer.t-x!;rivo.lc;l vines, and leaves s'.:o-.vo-l Lift- i:v loaf nil treexy'June, D roi r iijidy cAnng the way; And a lone 1)-t?.' with muffled croon, that iiiv to say: .v-y, (::-ov.-y day." "It U n No silvi.-r r;v;:'e j tirs the brook Whose : -y flow slijw noiselessly: There sw-j ; r:o life vir-re eyes may loot; The flnwis .':iv shins l)ec;iltnd at sea. The son;? li"s hu.-lietl in panting throat Of bird; grasshoppers tire of play; The cricket seMom chirps its note, . And only then to :-:ay: "It is airov.-.y, drowsy day."' So noontidfl Triples unto eve. The farm-house prints flash ruby-clear; And bats their s-x-ret places leave, And katy-dids aain wo hear. The lire-Hie gem the gathering shade; Tiie KHvdlo'.vs chcK'p, in circling play; And weary flower, in field and glade, .Seem whispirin.,- to say: "IiTwas h drowsy, drowsy day." George Cooper, in Independent. HE NEW NEIGHBOES, BY HELEN FOR. REST GHAVE3. "I hate those people," said Tinette, with a very emphatic nod of her curly, yellowhead. 'My dear, my dear! isn't that a heathenish .sort of speech?" reasoned her mother. "Well, it's the truth," declared Tin ette. "And where's the use in disguis ing it? A women who would drive my darling little kitten out of the garden with a broom! i man who don't like dogs! and lira. Parry said they were go ing to be such nice neighbors." "ou must, remember, Tiny, that.peo- J p!e don't like their flower-seeds and ' young lettuce plants to be scratched out of ths ground, even by your pet kitten." "But, mamma, Fairy wasn't scratching Fairy never docs scratch. She was only playing about. xnd you know, some people dislike cats, out of sheer deprav- j - - "We mu-t respect the prejudices of our neighbors, Tiiiette." "I have made up my mind, mamma," said Tinette, with the air of a martyr, "I shall send Fairy to Uncle Bob. He likes cnts. And then," with a sob rising spasmodically up in her throat, "I hope Mr. Vallinger, m:d that ogress of a mother of his will be satisfied." "Nonsense!" said Mrs. Wylie. And she went out to the butcher's car?, which, stopped daily for orders in front of these little suburban cottages. "Mamma can talk about sweetbreads and veal cutlets, when poor Fairy's life is in danger," said Tinette to herself. "Oh, I do wonder if I shall grow as callous .s I get older!" Just at that moment, however, a trim lii-tle maid servant, in a ruflled white apron, presented herself, bearing a bunch of radiant red nnd gold tulips. "For Mrs. Wylie, please, miss," said she. "With missus's compliments." The tulips were so fresh and: dewy and fragrant, and the little maid looked so smiling, that Tinette's heart melted for the time beinj. "1 suppose," she thought,' "she means it for a sort of ikg of truce. I suppose L-he's ash n mod of sua":; iug the broom at poor Fairy so spUci'iilly. But it's too late now; the die is cust; the carrier is to call for Fairy at noon." And a sort of natural consequence of her age and temperament Tinette Wylie ratlu r enjoyed the thought of the sacri fice she was making. She was only seventeen, and very romantic at that. Mrs. Wylie was fond of tulips. She put the gold and scarlet treasure into a vase of water and beheld them with ad miring eyes. "Very kind of Mrs. Vallinger, I am sure,' said she. "I wonder if she would let me have a buib or two, in exchange for something that the might fancy out of my thnvcr beds;" "I wouldn't ask any favors of those hmrid people," said Tinette. " But that wouldn't be a favor; it would only be an exchange. And really, dear, this U such a pretty little attention that I feel 1 musi send something back. Run, darling, and gather me a basket of those big strawberries, that are just be ginning to ripen, down by the south terrace. Put a few vine-leaves over them, and tie the lid down with green ribbon grass, and I'll send them over, by-and-by. do like to live in peace and harmony with my neighbors!" Tinette obeyed, reluctantly enough. Down by the south terrace, however, she iound acme ueuciou cream-colored roses just opening, and discovered t&s tky perfection of a humming. bird's nest, so that, in the course of time, her mood softened, and the strawberries were not only culled of the largest and sweetest, but were covered, under the basket-lid, with half-open rosebuds. "There may be something in the new neighbors, after all," said she to herself. When she had gathered the fruit and flowers, she took a blue-and-gold edition of Mrs. Browning's poems, and went down into a certain woody nook that she laved, to read and dream. "I can't be there when dear little Fairy is sent away," thought she, with a quivering lip. "The darling! sho is so happy in her nest of cotton wool in the basket. Little docs she dream that she will never see me again or at least not cmtil I go to spend the day, next week, with Uncla liob at Eyrie Cottage?" It was when she was trying to lose all jecollection of her sorrows in the musical numbers of "Little Ellie and the Swan's Nest," that Mrs. Wylie sent a neighbor's chubby-cheeked child over to the Val linger cottage. "You'll find it on the dining-room table, Bessy," she said. "Take it over to Mrs. Vallinger with my. compliments, and if she'll haag it down the well for half an hour, the fruit will be much fresher and cooler for tea. And here's a bunch of pansies for you, Bessy; and be aure you do the errand correctly." While Bessy was gone, the postman, who was also general carrier, called for the ?ekcige for Eyrie Cottage. Mrs. Wylie il?.ctfned to fjive him the bfskct. "The little creature must be fast asleep," said she to herself. "She's as quiet as can be. Well, I'm glad to have her taken away while Tinette is gone. 11 will ncrhaus save her a Tianr; and: after all, a kitten is a very insignificant; thing to make trouble, between neigh-, bor?, if only Tinette --would think so." iler olive branch was graciously re-; ceived at t2;e cottage next door. "Strawberries, -ehS" said Mr. Vall inger. "Tell Mrs. .Wylie we are much' obliged. We have' heard of the exqui site fruit she raises,, and are glad to have an opportunity of lasting; some of it." j j So she hung the.Jbasketdown the well; with a long, stouticord, and went to -her son's study to tell t him what had hap-! pencd. : "Tim neighbors v appear to be quite, friendly," said she. ' 'I'm glad I aSqptedj your suggestion, Walter, and sent over those tulips. If that crazy little yellow-'. ! haired child " "Gently, mother," said the young' man, smiling. "She is a very pretty young lady !" j 'Would- only keep Isenmi'schievous cat at home, we might get aloDg nicely,"; said -the old lady, without heeding -the interruption. "But I always did detest cats! Doa't you suppose, Walter, . we; might -poisoa the creaturo without any one being the wiser?" ; "The young lady with the golden tresse, -mother? I'm , afraid a coroner's inquest would bring the whole motter out." ! "Nonsense, Walter! the cat, of course ! A little strychnine, now, care fully placed between layers of fresh fish,; or just a grain or so of : arsenic on a little. meat " . "Mother, you are a. second Lucrezia, Borgia," said Walter Vallinger, with a, gesture of mock horror. "I dare1 say the; cat won't prove as troublesome. as you arej inclined to anticipate. And I prophesy) that we and the next-door neighbors shall be great friends, after all." ! When tea-time came, Mrs. Vallinger, prepared a modest feast cold tongue,, edged around with a green fringe ofj parsley; sponge-cake, daintily. iced over;' and a glass pitcher of real cream, pro- cured from the people at the end of thej lane, who kept cows. "Come, Walter," said the old lady, in; great glee. "Bring me the basket of: strawberries from the well. Thcj have, hung there, within three feet of the water,; lonj? enouah to be deiiciouslv cooh And1 tea is quite ready now." Walter obeyed. It was his habit to wait on his mother,with a sort of loving, unquest ioning 1 oyalt y . ile brought the basket in, untied the knot of paie-green ribbon that fastened down the lid, and out leaped a half-fro- zen kitten iuto the midst of the lettuce salad, which formed the centre dish of the banquet. 1 "Kill the creature!" shrieked Mrs. Vallinger, recoiling. "This is one of. those people's practical jokes, I suppose. I never knew anything so dreadful in ail my life." But Walter had rescued the kitten from his mother's avensrinsr hands, 'It's a pretty little creature," said he. "Arid it's bad ruck to maltreat a present, no, we'll keep the little shivering ball of snow, mother, and try and teach it to respect our garden-beds. But it is rather a singular proceeding on the part of our neighbors now, isn't it?" Three days afterward there came a knock at the door and Tinette "Wylie stood there with pink cheeks, sparkling eyes, and hair ail instinct with the gold of the declining sun. "Is this Mr. Vallinger?" said she. "Miss Wylie, I believe," said Walter, j who had the kitten nestling ia its cotton lined basket on his study-table in full view. Oh, treacherous Fairy, who was already so entirely reconciled to her new lot that she had not even a recognizing purr for the little mistress who had loved her so dearly ! "I am so sorry so ashamed!" began Tinette. "But I never even knew it until this morning. Oh, what must you have thought? What sort of people must you have supposed us to be?" "I beg your pardon!" said Walter,him self beginning to get a little conf us ed. "The kitten, you know," explained Tinette "I feared that is, I was quite certain that she was going to be an an noyance to you, so I packed her in a basket to send to my uncle, who lives on the other side of the mountain. And I gathered some strawberries on the same day, and mamma thinks she must have sent the wrong basket because, when I went to Uncle Rob's to see how dear Fairy was getting along, there was no Fairy there, and I couldn't understand what he meant when he thanked me for the lovely strawberries and roses. So then it flashed over me all of a sudden, and mamma can't think how she could have been so careless, and oh, please," with a pretty clasping of the hands that had a pink dimple in every knuckle, "do forgive us, and let us have Fairy back again I" "But I don't think," said Walter Val linger, "that I can spare her. I've be come very fond of that kitten, do you know, Miss Wylie?" "I thought you hated cats," said Tinette." "Sol did," said Walter "at least I didn't like 'em. But I have changed my platform in regard to this particular cat, She is the dearest, gentlest, most sagac ious little creature " "Oh, isn't she?" cried Tinette, with kindling eyes. "I knew youavould find it out in time !" "And my mother is as fond of the kit ten as I am, strange to say," he went on. "You will let us keep her, I am sure?" Tinette's eyes fell; her color rose; this was too severe a trial of her loyalty. "Couldn't couldn't we own her to gether?" she murmured. Walter Vallinger could not resist this appeal. lie took the basket and placed it in Tinette's. hands. "You have the best right to her," said he. 'How can I ever thank you enough?" said she. She was almost ready to cry, but she laughed afterward, while he related their aazement, wnen tne Kitten icapcu iuio the midst of the lettuce salad, their per plexity and their gradual conversion to the cat question. And it was a full hour before she went home to tell her mother what charming people the next-door neighbors were! "And I am to take Fairy over to see them every day," said she. "I declare," said eld 3Irs. Vallinger, "I didn't think it would be possible for me to miss a cat so much! She was a deal of company for me. By the wav, Walter, how very pretty that young girl is?" "Very," aaid Walter. Mrs. Vallinger said no more, but her thoughts traveled afar into the future. Like all women she was a born match maker. "Who knows what may happen," she said to herself. Saturday Night. A Four-Year-0!d Girl Barber. , Mr. Wick, of Chelsea, England, is the father of a wry rare infant, of which he and Chelsea can both be proud. The in - I fant,g name ig Nelly ghe is four yeurs old, and on Wednesday, backed by her father, she shaved five men inside of thirty minutes for a silver medal. No medal was given to the men, who seem, however, to have deserved something. This precocious young lady did the job very neatly, with ten minutes to spare, taking only a little more than two min utes to a man. The men were picked out very stubby, yhic- York Sn. BELLS. AN INTERESTING STORY ABOU THEIR MANUFACTURE. SThe Ripest Bells in the World The Monster Czar Koiokol- of Moscow The Huge Bells or China audi Japan. Russia leads the world in the making j of chimes, peals :-;d ehurch bells. In the city of Moscow alone, before the French Revolution, there were several hundred large belli, and many splendid ones have been added since. The simple fact that Russians regard the sound of bells not only as a holy summons to church, but also as a part of the very act of worship, accounts for their love of bells and their extravagance in procuring them. The Russians never tire of ring ing their bells, raid in Moscow the sounds which are produced on the Sabbath, with out regard to harmony, are absolutely painful. The "Great Belle of Moscow," or,1 "Czar Kolokol" (emperor of bells) is by far the large-1 in the world. Its weight is about 440, COO pounds, and its cost in simple structural material was about X I 5300,000. To this were added-precious ewels and plate amounting in value to j jewel $1,000,000 by the Russian nobles at the time of the casting. The dimensions of this bell are twenty-one feet in height and twenty-two lest in diameter. Ic was cast by order of the Empress Anne in 1734 from the metal of a gigantic predecessor, which had been greatly damaged, and is ornamented on the sides by several fig ures, one of which represents the Em press in flowing robe. The bell was ordinarily suspended from beams, which, being destroyed by lire in 1731, permitted the heated bell to fall to the ground and break, since which time it has been dumb. The 5roperor Nicholas had it raised in 1BG7 and placed upon a low circular wall in the Kremlin. It is now consecrated cs a chapel, the opening in its side being large enough to admit two men standing abreast. The bell is care fully guarded, and the Russians will not allow a particle of it to be carried away. The cathedral of Moscow has another monstrous bell weighing 120,000 pounds. It is suspended in the tower of Ivan Veliki, and when it is rung, three times a year, all the other bells are silent. The ringing is said to produce a trembling effect throughout the city. Iu the same tower are forty other bells, each of which weighs many tons. The bells of Russia are fixed, immovable, to their beams. Their tongues are sdung by means of leather bands, and are moved by ropes drawn iu such a manner as to causfrthe blows to fall on the surface at three points directly opposite to each otner. The bells of China rank next i:i size to those of Russia. In many parts of China can be seen enormous bells' lying on the ground, their weight having broken down the towers in which they were sus pended. The bells are of excellent workmanship and are adorned with in scriptions inside and otide. They are of inferior tone, however, and not of a good shape. The dulness of their sound is increased by the fact that they are struck with wooden mallets instead of iron clappers. The great bell of China, in Pekin, weighs 120,000 pounds. It is fourteen feet high and twelve inches in diameter. In Nankin there is a bell, now lying on the ground, which weighs 50,000 pounds. In Japan there are many large beils. They arc of the same shape and composi tion as these in China, and arc by no means musical. They are suspended in low towers near the temple-, and are sounded by means of wooden beams swinging from the roofs, to which straw roDcs are attached. The bells of Holland and the neighboring countries come next in point of size. They are hung about every church and public building in end less variety, and as the people are exceed ingly fond of the tone of bells, they are never left at rest. In some cases a single tower contains not Ics.? than fifty bells. Here i3 a partial list of the biggest bells in other countries : In Vienna and Olmutz there are two bells weighing each 40,000 pounds. A bell in Rouen, France, weighs SC.OOO pound?. The largest bell 5n Westminster, England, weighs SO, 003 pounds; one in Erfurt, Germany, the same weight; one in Notre Dame Cathedral, Pari., S3,000; one in St. Peter's, Rome, 17,000; the "Great Tom" at Oxford, 17,000; one at Recnes, France, 1G,000; the Jacqueline, Pris, cast in A. D. 1400, 15,000; the "Great Tom" of Lincoln, Eng., 12,000; and the weight of the bells in the United States falls considerably below thc?e figures, al though m tone they are, perhaps, better. The composition of bells has been about the same in all ages, namely cop per and tin, the proportions alone being different. And the experience of ages has shown that those are the only capable metals of producing a proper ringing alloy. Iron and steel and sometimes gold and silver have been put i?.to the compo sition of bells as an experiment, but solely to the injury of the tone. Iron and steel havo been found the least suitable, owing to the harth, disagreeable sounds which they alone are capable of producing, while silver and gold, incapable of pro ducing the full, clear tones requisite in a bell. People talk of the 'silver tinkling of a bell.' Nov,-, the fact is that if a bell were made of silver there would be very little tinkling. The tone of a bell is the result of its vibrations. When struck a bell changes shape, and these changes constitute the vibrations. At one moment a bell is an Ken and Things in L&sria. Henry W. Grimes, ex-Attorney-Gen-cral, of Liberia, Africa, arrived in New III IfCCIlll, HUM iuck r 1. " Tie is a bright young co a Wcst Indian by birth, and i lork ovtv recently from that 3ung colored is full of information about his adopted country, to which he is warmly attached. But while enthusiastic about its future Mr. Grimes does not hesitate to point out de fects in the Liberian Government when he rinds them. "The country is advanc ing steadiiy," he remarked, in discussing its affairs, but the people are ahead of the Government. Our Government, a you are perhaps aware, is modeled after that of the United States, only we elect a President every two years instead of four. This is too often. The Government is hampered also from the lack of good, able men as public officials. The salaries are small, and men of ability prefer to engage in other pursuits that are more lucrative. But aH this will be remedied in time, of course. 'The country is improving rapidly in acrriculture. Over 1,000,000 pounds of coffee was exported from our county, j Montserrade. last year. Our exports of ginger, arrowroot, etc., are increasing rapidly. We need better means of trans poitation, though, very much. The roads are poor and there are no railroads whatever. Nearly all transportation i3 by water, and this is slow, toilsome and expensive. There is a fine field for Amer ican enterprise. Concessions for railroads could be obtained, and legitimate invest ments would find good returns. There are no revolutions to be feared. The people are peaceable and law-abiding." In answer to a question about the pro gress of Christianity, Mr. Grimes replied: "It is not gaining ground as rapidly as I should like to see it. The Mahometan missionary is more successful. He comes into a village with perhaps nothing but a mat. On this he sits and instructs people that there is one God and Mahomet is His prophet. "The climate is healthful, the tempera ture ranging between seventy and eighty degrees, seldom over nicety degrees. N&o Yorh Tribune. Sending z. f.ia? cr Picture by Telegram. The fac-siiaile telegraph, by which manuscript, maps or pictures may be transmitted, is a species of the automatic method already described, in which the receiver U actuated synchronously with its transmitter. By Lenoir's method a picture or map is outlined with insulating ink upon the cylindrical surface of a ro tating drum, which revolves under a point having a slow movement along the axis of tho cylinder, and thus the con ducting point goes over the cylindrical surface of a spiral path. The electrical circuit will bo broken by every ink mark on the cylinder which is in this path and thereby corresponding marks arc made in a spiral line by an ink-marker upon a drum at the receiving end . To produce these outlines it is only neces sary that the two drums be rotated in unison. This system is of little utility, there being no apparent demand for fac simile transmission, particularly at so j great an expense of speed, for it will be j seen that histoid of making a character of the alphabet by a very few separate pulses, as is done by Morse, the number must be greatly increased. Many dots become necessary to show the outlines of the m-"re complex characters. The pantelegraph is an interesting type of the facsimile method. In this form the movements of a pea in the writer's hand produce corresponding movement; of a pea at the distant station, and ) thereby a fac-siraile record. ScrPmtr. Hew Stephen Glrard Made a Man Rich. Seeing a story about old Stephen Gir ard the other day reminded me of an in cident that shows one of his peculiari ties. Girard had a drayman who was a decidedly poor man. One day the dray man, who was an industrious, bright fel low, with a good many mouths to fill at home, was heard to remark that he wished he was rich. "What's that?" sharply 6aid Girard, who heard the grumble. "Oh," said the man, "I was only wish ing I was rich." "Well, why don't you get rich?' said the millionaire harshly. "I don't know how without money," returned the drayman. "You don't need money," said Girard. "Well, if you will tell me how to get rich without money I won't let the grass grow before trying it," returned the other. "There is going to be a ship Jpad of confiscated tea sold at auction to-morrow at the wharf; go down there and buy it in and then como to me." The man laughed. "I have no money to buy a ship load of tea with," he said. "You don't need any money, I tell ;you," snapped the old man. "Go down and bid on the whole caigo and then come to me." The next day the drayman went down to the sale. A large crowd of , retailers .were prescnt,and the auctioneer said that those bidding would have the privilege of taking one case or the whole ship load, and that the bidding would be on the pound. He then began the sale. A retail grocer started the bidding and the drayman raised him. On seeing this the crovd gazed with no small amount of suprise. When the case was knocked down to the drayman the auctioneer said he supposed the buyer only desired the one case. "I'll take the whole ship load," coolly Teturned the successful bidder. The auctioneer was astonished, but on I some one whispering to him that it was iGirard's man who was the speaker his manner cbanged,and he said he supposed 'it was all right. The news soon spread that Girard was buying tea in large quan tities, and the next day the price rose sev eral cents. "Go and sell your tea," said Girard to the drayman the next day." The drayman wasihrewd, and he went out and made contracts with several brokers to take the stock at a shade be low the market price, thereby making a quick sale. In a few hours he was worth 850,000. Globe-Democrat. Ptenecr Justice in Michigan. A story that Judge Reilly occasionally repeats when, the subject of Michigan justice is up for discussion, runs substan tially as follows : When Gratoit County, 3Iich., first be gan to bo disturbed by pioneers, and af ter it had its first Justice of the Peace, farmer named Davidson walked' three miles to secure a warrant for the arrest of his neighbor named Mcacham for assault and battery. To save the constable a six mile trip the defendant walked with the plaintiff. They encountered hit Honor just leaving hh house with his gun on his shoulder, and Davidson halted him with: "Squire, I want a warrant for thil man for striking me." "Fa in an awful hurry," said the squire. "Come to-morrow." "So'm I in a hurry, and I'm going to have a raising to-morrow." "Meachain, did you hithiml" asked the Justice. "Yes." "Davidson, did you 6trike first!" "No." "Meacham, had you rather work for Davidson three days than go to jaiT?" "I guess so," answered 3Ieacham. "And will that satisfy you, Davidson t" "YC3." "Then make track for home, and don't bother me another minute. My son has just come in with the news that an old bear and three cubs are up the same beech, down at the edge of the slashing, and I'm going to have some bear meat if it upsets the Supreme Bench of Michi gan. Court stands adjourned at present." Detroit Trilur.e. No Poetry hi HI a. "No," he sighed, wearily, as the train sped on toward the big city, "no; there isn't much poetry in my life." "What might be your business!" asked the man in the same 6eat. "I am employed by a leading publish ing house to examine all verses submitted to it for pubUcatiQa.,'-r
The Goldsboro Headlight (Goldsboro, N.C.)
Standardized title groups preceding, succeeding, and alternate titles together.
Sept. 18, 1889, edition 1
1
Click "Submit" to request a review of this page. NCDHC staff will check .
0 / 75