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HEADLIGHT
A. KOSCOWEU, Editor & Proprietor.
"HERE SHALL THE PRESS TBS PEOPLE'S PJQUTS MAINTAIN , UNAWED BY INFLUENCE AND UNBRIItED ST GAIX"
EIGHT PAGr.S.
7 Oh. IV. NO. :2.
1828
vfc Originated. I
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FAULTLESS f AMI LI KZCtCiNE.
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Price. ONE Dollai
i I'.kNot Imi'osed Ucon!
Examine to pee that von gt the Genuine,
Distinguisliel fioin all frauds unl imita
tions by our red Z Trade-Mark on front
of .Wrapper, nn.1 n the s:ic Use seal and
, Bjnature of J. II. Zeilin fc C .
Dry Goods, Dress Goods,
FANCY GOODS.
j ,.,, MOTIONS, TKIMAILNYJS
I and
House Furnishing' Goods.
All of the above enumerated Goods
are now displayed in profusion in our
Dry Goods Department. AVe have made
Ian extraordinary effort this season to
beat our former rec ord, and we may cav,
. without egotism, that we have on hand
"Hie Largest Stock, the Best Assortment,
d
phe Tosf .Desirables Line
, 1 Goods it hai ever been our pleasure
aoe offer to our patron. AVe. kee p everv-
hing anpertaining t a tirst-cliss Dry
ytloods Establishment. It is impossible
rto enumerate all t lie diib rent classes of
' Goods -we oarrv. All our Goods will be
'j Bold as heretofore, nt
. Strlct.l.v Ono Trioc?.
Our Goods are marked down at popu
! lar prices, and wy don't hesitate to say
that we are successfully competing with
; any home in the United States? AAre
have just added a new feature to our
Dress Goods Department. AVe hav-
just received a full line of the justly eel
's ebratpd Mmk. Df.morkst
j FASHION HOOKS and PATTERNS,
i This will be a prent heln tn Dvpsq.
makers and Ladies making up their own
ward-robe. We solicit an inspection of
our Stock.
H. Wei! & Bros.
LEADS ALL COMPETITORS!
i. s. dTsauls,
.Wholesale and Retail Dealer in
Keeps constantly on hand a full
line of
I FAMILY GROCERIES
AND
Including Oats, Bran, Hay, ShipstufT,
Corn, Meal, Flour, Meat,
I Sugar, Coffee, Molasses, etc.
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SEE ME BEFORE BUYING.
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I. S. I). SAULS,
Goldsboro, N. C.
j are now handling the verv best
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HE'S
BEEF
tttt has over been brought to the city
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Best Quality and Lowest Prices.
MfTTON, pouic AND SAUSACK
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Always on hand. AVe pay the highest
1 market price for cattle.
1 s Gohn & Son,
f(t? Maikft an, old P, 0, r.uiMincf.
SPRING SONG.
So many ways to wander in,
many lands to see!
The west wind blows through tha orchard
close. And the white clouds wander free;
The wild birds sing in the heart of spring,
And the green boughs beckon me.
And it's ob. for the wide world, far away,
'Tis there I fain would be,
For it calls me, claims me. the livelong day,
Sweet with tue sounds and the scents of
May.
And the wind iu the linden-tree;
The wild birds sing in the heart of spring,
And the green boughs beckon me.
"Far and far. in the distance dim,
Thy fortune waiteth thee"
i know not where, but the world is fair
With many a strange countrie.
The w ild birds sing in the heart of spring,
And the green boughs beckon me.
So many ways I may never win,
Skies I may never see!
Oh, wood-ways sweet for the vagrant feet,
AVhat may not come to be?
What do they sing in the heart of spring?
And where do they beckon me?
Farewell, farewell, to my father's house!
Farewell, true love, to thee!
Dear, and dear, are thj kind hearts here,
And dear mine own roof-tree
Cut the wild birds sing in the heart of
spring,
An I the green boughs beckon me.
Grahatn R. Tom son, in, Scribner.
The Long-Exuected Letter.
IV HELEN FORREST GRAVES.
The yellow narcissus was all in blos
som in the little yard that fronted the
village postoffice; the maple trees had
dropped their red stars long ago, and
here and there one found pink clus
ter? of honey-sweet trailing arbutus in
the woods.
Isabel Islay had a bunch in the front
of her jacket as she sauntered up to see
if there were any letters; but they were
no pinker than her cheeks.
A little group of men and women had
assembled there for the same purpose.
The women eyed Isabella, and wondered
how it was that her dresses always 4 'set
so stylishly;" the men looked admir
ingly at her big blue eyes and rosy com
plexion. Two or three other mill girls joined
her; they laughed and talked gaily as
the spectacled old postmaster sorted the
mails.
At last the unpainted pine partition
slid back, the spectacles appeared in
the aperture and the postmaster cried,
briskly:
"Xaow, then! ATho wants their
mail?"
Isabella stepped briskly forward.
4 'Anything for me, Mr. Rider?" said
she.
'Islay, Miss I. Isabel Islay. Miss
Isabel Islay!'" read out the old man.
"Three for you. AVho next?"
"Isabel gets all the letters!" giggled
the mill girls, as Isabella receired her
treasures. "She might divide with us!
Hear comes Miss Seaman. Now foi
some fun !"
A pallid, pinched, old -young ladj
here advanced with a smirk on her coun
tenance, and a faded shawl, whose folds
scarcely covered the flat basket that she
carried.
''Anything for me, Mr. Postmaster?"
she demanded, with ill-simulated indif
ference. "No, mum!" carelessly answered th
official.
4 'Are you sure'"
"Yes'm!"
"Oh!" A blank expression crept
across her face. "But it really don't
signify. I just thought I'd inquire, as
I chanced to be passing."
And she withdrew, amid the verv
audible titters of the mill eirls.
"There ain't a maii comes in," said th
postmaster, oracularly, "but Miss Gennj
Seaman's here a-watchin' for it. Anc
she never gits a letter not so much as
a postal card. I should think she'd gil
tired o' runnin'."
"Miss Genevieve Seaman?" said the
careworn woman of the house where the
mill girls boarded. ''Oh, that all hap
pened 3 ears ago! She had a beau, oi
suthiu', and he went away nobody jest
knew whar. Heckon she didn't know
herself. And it sort of upsot her brain,
ami she hain't fairly been herself sence.
She's a very good dressmaker, and she
trims a bonnet quite scrumptiously, and
so she earns a decent liviu'. Hut she's
been cxpectin' a letter this twenty-odd
year, an' it's never come."
"Girls," said Isabel Islay, as they sat
at the round table that evening, laughing
and talking, "it's near the first ot
April! Let's write a letter to that poor
old thing from her lover in the .Last.
V:o lie ii(.v loveii" said Lucj j
Feltos.
GOLDSBORO, N. C, WEDNESDAY MAY 6, 1891.
"Well, from the man she imagined
to be her lover. Let's make it fervenl
as fire and sweet as sugar. Let's lay it
on thick."
"In short, iet's make an April Fool of
Mis3Genny Seaman," said .Alary Crane,
who was retriming an old hat with lilac
ribbons and a bunch cf violets.
"Just that," said Isabel.
"But you don't even know the fellow's
name."
4 'I can find that cut. Mis. AVebb
knows, and I can easily coax it out of
her. It will be such fun!"
It was the morning of the first of April
a blue-skied, breezy day, with the air
full of growing scents and bluebird
whistles and soon after the cumbrous
old four-horse stage had crashed through
the village, the usual crowd began to
assemble in the little postofiice.
Isabel Islay was there, and Lucy Felton,
and black-eyed Alary Crane ; and present
ly Miss Genevieve Seaman came trip
ping in with the peculiar gait whicn. trie
irreverent village children compared to a
cat walking upon walnut shells.
"Two for Miss Islay," said the old
man, scrutinizing each letter with pro
voking slowness. "One for Squire Zurab
bable Jenkins; one for AVidder Hopper,
and one for Miss Genevieve Sea
man !"
Isabel flashed a merry glance at her
companions as the poor little dress maker
tiptoed up to the counter, her color
changing from sailorn to scarlet, her
faded blue eyes full of intent rapture.
"Is it true?" said she. "A. letter for
me? And I've waited for it all these
years? all these years?"
She hid it under her shawl, oast a de
fiant look around at the neighbors' face
and hurried away, like a startled wild
animal to its cover.
She could not open that letter with
other eyes upon her. She felt that she
must treasure it to herself, like one who
has discovered a precious jewel.
Isabel Islay stopped at the little house
where the tin sign, "Millinery and
Dressmaking," swung creek ing in the
wind that evening, on her way hutue
from the mill.
The window blinds were fastened
back, the parlor was opened and dusted.
Miss Genevieve was moving through
and fro, in her best India silk gown,
with a flower pinned fantastically in her
lustreless hair.
A round, red spot glowed on each
cheek; her bony fingers trembled with
excitement as she laid down her specta
cles. "Can you press over my Leghorn flat,
Miss Seaman?" asked the beauty.
"Oh, my dear, I'm afraid not!" said
the little woman, with a hysterical laugh.
"Haven't you heard? I I'm to be mar
ried very soon ! Captain Edward Glea
son you may perhaps have heard of him
he used to be a resident of Milltown
he has made his fortune, it seems, in
New York, and he's coming back almost
directly to to claim an old promise I
made him twenty years ago. My dear,
he has loved me twenty Tears!"
Her eyes shone, her voice filtered
with the ecstasy of her soul.
"And to-morrow he is coming back to
me. Oh, Miss Islay, it seems almost like
a dream!"
She laughed again, but her eyes were
full of tears.
Isabel moved uneasily; she was almost
frightened at what she had done. Tho
joke did not seem half so jocose as it had
at first, since poor Miss Genevieve ac
cepted it in such dead earnest.
She took advantage of the entrance of
a customer to slip out of the little shop.
"Girls," said shj to her co-conspirators,
"we must tell her that that it is
only an April Fool!"
"Tell her!" echoed Lucy Felton.
44AThat for? She'll find it out soon
enough. She need'nt have been such a
silly, anyhow!"
"It will kill her!" pleaded Isabel.
"No, it won't. People don't die so
eaily," laughed Lucj.
4 'Heard the news about Miss Gennj
Seaman?" said Mrs. AYebb, at the boarding-house
breakfast table the next morn
ing, as she poured the cou"ee and helped
the eggs and bacon arDund.
Isabel looked guiltily up.
44No," said she. "What is it?"
"Found dead in her cheer," said Mrs.
Webb. "A-milin' as happy as a child.
Some heart trouble, the doctor says."
Isabel drew a long breath. So she
had died, and never known how cruelly
she had been deceived.
She drew Mary Craue and Miss Felton
aside.
"Girls," said ile, "pu suit never
brestb 3 syllable oi tUU to anybodr Lr-1
the secret die with this poor little wo
man." "But she died happy at last," said
Mary, with the tears running down her
cheeks. 4 'Believing that her old sweet
heart was coming back to her."
"Yes, but"that don't justify our heart
lessness," whispered Isabel.
And then and. there the three girls en
tered into a compact secrecy.
Miss Genevieve was buried in a shady
corner of the village cemetery, and on the
very day of the funeral Isabel Islay met
a tall, bearded stranger walking along
the street, scanning the houses with keen,
troubled eyes.
"Can you tell me," said he, "where
Miss Seaman lives Miss Genevieve Sea
man?" Isabel started.
"Miss Seaman was buried this morn
ing," said she. "Oh, I am so sorry!
AVas she a friend of yours?"
They had stopped opposite the little
gate where the wheel-tracks of the hearse
were yet visible. The sign "Milliner
and Dressmaker" yet creaked in the
wind, the red sun was sinking behind
the low eaves, and Miss Geuny's cat rub
bed itself against the doorsill as if beg
ging to be let in.
"A friend!" repeated the stranger, as
he drew an old-fashioned miniature from
his pocket. "See, here is her picture!
I've waited all these j-ears to make a
home for, and now she is dead!"
Isibel looked at the picture.
Go k1 heavens! had Genevieve Seaman
ever I oked as fair and dimpled and
sini in ; as that?
And the thought flashed across her
mind that it was well that this Captain
Gleason had not been undeceived.
"Yes," she repeated, softly, "she is
dead."
"And you were her friend?"
"Yes, I was her friend at least as
much any one here," falteringly owned
Isabel, feeling like an impostor.
"Then perhaps you can tell me some
thing of her. I waited to surprise her
and now "
His voice was choked; he turned his
face away.
Isabella told him, in a low, soft voice,
all that she could all that was good and
cheering anel hopeful and Captain Glea
son went back to the village hotel, walk
ing slowly, with his hands behind his
back, and his head drooping on his
breast.
For the time he truly mourned the
sweetheart of his youth, but no one can
grieve forever.
Moss grows over the fallen tree; vio
lets bloom above the new-made grave.
Poor Miss Genevieve was dead and buried,
and when the next April blossomed over
the land, Captain Gleason was married
to Isabel Islay.
"If death was really so near her, I'm
glad I wrote the letter that made her
happy," thought Isabel. "And Edward
will always think of her as young and
beautiful I But I never, never will play
Rnother practical joke !" Saturday
Nhld. . -
Real Dimensions of Whales.
Most ot the stories we hear about
whales of 200, 300 and 400 feet in length
are the imaginary musings of person?
who have more respect for the size of a
story than for the truth it may contain.
Mr. Scoresbv, a very high authority on
this subject, declares that the common
whale seldom exceeds seventy feet in
leugth, and is much more frequently
uudei sixty. Out of 3C2 whales which
he personally assisted in capturing not
one exceeded fifty-eight feet in length,
and the largest he ever heard of being
captured and measured by person who
could be relied upon only measured seventy-seven
feet. Of the razor backed
whale he has seen specimens that meas
ured 105 feet. One of these was found
dead in Davis Straits, which measured
l'Jl feet, and a skeleton of one found in
in Columbia Iiiver was 112 feet. Other
specimens have measured all the way
from eighty to 100 feet. One cast on
6hore at North Berwick, Scotland, and
preserved by Dr. Knox, was eighty-three
feet in length. These instances seem
to "establish the average length of these
huge animals. In his earlier accounts
Cuvier, the eminent naturalist, with
considerable credulity, says. "There is
no doubt that whales have been seen in
certain epochs and in certain seas that
were upward of 300 feet, or 10'J yards
long." St. Louis RrpuUlc.
Parisian ladies are wearing dress skirts
th: ft the riure u Uoj;ly as ccat
lecve Mr the arnb
LADIES' COLUMN.
THE FAD OF WEARING BT.ACK.
The fashionable fad of wearing black
has been given the word "go." It is
onlv about a year ago that women were
considered always stylishly dressed in
black. It was rich, delicate, durable,
unfading, all that women desire. But
the shopkeepers and storekeepers, who
found that it wu just the color for their
female employe, knocked the fashion
able stamp oil it. As a fact, black
fabrics are about as e-heap as anything
poor people can buy, because they are
generally durable. The woman who is
dressed in black, with white linen collar
and cuffs, looks the perfection of neat
ness, and from the purely aesthetic stand
point employers of female help did a
good thing when they began to inaugu
rate black as an article of attire among
them. But fashion is so fastidious thnt
the women of Murraj Hill will don noth
ing that is the custom of their humbler
listers behind the counters or in the of
fices to wear, and black has beeu almost J
tabooed, except by ieasouable and sensi
ble ladies, who retain it in spite of fash-iou.-
St. Louis I!fjulli:
DRESS OF lGTn CENTURY ENGLISHWOMEN.
This description of the elress of Eng
lishwomen in 1515 is taken by the Sin
Francisco Examiner from a letter written
by an attache of the Venetian Legation
to a f rientl at home :
"Their usual vesture is a cloth petti
coat over the shift, lined with gray squir
rel or some other fur ; over the petticoat
they wear a long gown liued with some
choice fur. The gentlewomen carry the
train of their gowns under the arm; the
commonalty pin it behind or before, (r
at one side. The sleeves of the gowns
sit as close as possible, are long and un
slashed throughout, the cuffs being liued
with some choice fur. Their headgear is
of various sorts of velvet, cap fashion,
with lappets down behind over their
shoulders like two hoods, and in front
they have two others, lined with some
other silk. Their hair is not seen, so it
is not possible to see whether it be light
or dark. Others wear on their heads
muslins, which are elisteueled and hang
on their backs, but not far down. Some
draw their hair from under a kerchief
and wear over their hair a cap, for the
most part white, round and seeml
Others, again, wear a kerchief in folds on
their head; but, be the fashion as it may,
the hair is never seen. The stockings
are black, and their shoes doubly soled,
of various colors. AVhen they meet
friends in the street they shake hands
anel kiss on the mouth and go to some
tavern to regale, their relatives not tak
ing this amiss, as such is the custom.
The women are very beautiful and good
tempered."
NEED EXPLICIT DIRECTIONS.
Did you ever know a genuine Chinese
woman of culture? There are a very few
such women who are married to Anglo
Saxon husbands and have adopted Anglo
Saxon habits of thought, retaining
enough of a spice of the '-flowery king
dom" to be specially interesting. Such
women .seem to be possessed, however,
in their work with the same inechauieal
kind of mind which is the characteristic
of the male Chinese. They follow a rule
given them with a fidelity and exactness
that never fails to produce a uniform re
sult. An amusing instance of this per
fect fidelity to detail is thus related : A
Chinese lady who had become thorough
ly anglicized was given a recipe f-r a
new cake which Le had asked for. She
gazed at it critically. "It's an odd waj
of makincr -ake, ' she murmured. "You
ilon t give any directions for buttering
the pan." 'Of course, that is under
stood,"' was the amued answer. Un
happily, it if. the Anglo-Saxon woman's
habit to consider thing? understood ic
cooking and to give directions in aa in
definite manner, leaving half the rule to
be presumed : and this makes most cook
books a failure. "My hiwband invited
a friei:d to tea," said a young married
lady recently, "and I wished to show
what a good houiekeejer I was; so 1
made some cake. I did not sav anything
to the cook, as she was not too amiable
ever my intrusion; but I nude the cake
by mysclf.exactlv according to the recipe,
feeling certain that it would be bettei
than Bridget's. The rule gave no di
rections for Hour, so I did not put any in.
The cake was ;i surprise to al! of us.':
Thn dury, which is literally true, goes
to show how exceedingly ignorant a
young housckttrpt-r may be, and how
jicce?:.-ry exdd d;rctiju stic AVrf
Yvt IiilU'.i,
Subscription, 81.00 per Year.
FASHION NOTES.
Jeweled nets will be much worn in
the way of draperies this season.
Detcrative hairpins appear to be neces
sities of the modern style of dressing the
hair.
Tight lacing was never carried to such
agonizing and ridiculom extremes as
now.
Stationery used by women of taste
and good breeding U market! by its sim
plicity. A lady's purse of English manufac
ture is adorned iu a corner with a lucky
sixpene-e.
The large gold and silver hooks anil
eyes which are used to trim the waists
of dresses are a Parisian idea, where
fashions now are nothing if not eceutric.
Ilecently the Princess of Wales ap
peared in a long white lace boa,erabroid
ered with rerd pearls, the cost of which
London society papers, give as "over
$25 0y."
The sleeves are close below the elbow,
and buttoned on the inner side with six
small buttons. The upper part of the
sleeve is set very high on the waist, with
but little fullness.
The portable writing table is a most
comfortable affair, cither for traveling or ;
a sick room. It consists of a small tray ;
on legs, which can either be set down
on the floor or used as a bed table. A
writing board, fitted with ink, blotter
aud paper, fits iuto it securely.
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The Guttenberg Bible.
Fourteen thousan 1 eight hundred dol
lars seems a stupendous price to pay for
one book, but J. AW Ellsworth, of
Chicago, who paid that sum. for the
Gutenberg Bible, at the recent sales of
the Brayton Ives collection, in New
York, probably eloes rot repent his
bargain. He has secured not only the
first book priLted with type, but also, as
many be':ve, the first production of the
printers art since the invention of print
ing. The Gutenberg Bible was printed
about 1430-55. There are serera'
ccpies.of the Bible in existence but Mr.
Ives claimed for the ccpy a pre-eminence
on the ground that it was the first edi
tion, and that it is in a state of marvel
ous preservation, being in the original
binding of thick oak boards, covercc"
with stamped calf, and ornamented with
brass corners and center pieces. Manj
of the leaves are uncut. The volume
measures eleven aud a half by fifteen
and seven-eights inche3 on the leaf.
The first volume.endiug with the Psalms,
has three hundred and twenty-four
leaves, and the second contains three
hundred and seventeen leaves. The
Lenox Library has a copy cf the Guten
berg Bible, and it belongs to a later edi
tion. Another copy, smaller than the
one in the Ives collection, and in modern
binding, sold in London, seven yean
ago, for nearly $19,500, so that the
figure paid by Mr. Ellsworth is not
exorbitant. National Pullither and
Printer.
Lancewead and Logwoad.
Jamaica is exporting a great deal of
lancewood (used for buggy shafts) and
logwood. They have fxhaustel the
more easily attainable supply of log
wood and are now eligging up the roots
of the old trees. It won't take long to
use up the supply of root', but in the
meantime the jcuug trees are springing
up. The railroad, which is to make the
circuit of the island, is now seventy
miles long and that will open up new
forests. Washington Star
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