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SU51MEEFJELD & CO, EAST CENTRE SI'. LEADS ALL COMPETITORS! I. S. D. SAULS, Wholesale and Retail Dealer in Heavy ad Fancy Grccories. Keeps constantly on hand a full line of FAMILY GROCERIES AND iWflb .-. SUM.BS. Including Oats, Bran, Hay, ShipstufT, Corn, Meal, Flour, Meat, Sugar, Co flee, Molasses, etc. SEE ME BEFORE BUYING. I. S. D. SAULS, Goldsboro, NC. Do Yeu Mud Machinery? . Then write to "Dixie'' and your jwants will be published free. If you purchase from any of our ad ertisers, and will so inform us, .(WE WILL MAKE YOU A PRESENT Of a year's iubscriptioc to "Dixie." Addres?, ( THE "DIXIE" CO., Atlanta, Ga. THE HAPPIEST HOURS. What are the happiest hours? Is the time that is spent in life's spring The most blet when creation doth sing In its multiple measure of gladness, And to live seems so sweet, And the heart far too lijht to entertain sad ness One's joy to deplete? What are the happiest hours? When the stream has embraced its own river? When the bud, with its passionate quiver, Bursts into the beautiful flower? When the echoes respond to the voices? When from weakness, one rises to power, And. transfigured, rejoices? What are tho happiest hours? When strong with the vigor of beiu One sees of life all worth the seeing, And tastes of the first fruits of pleasure? When all clouds roll away, And, one's cup, running o'er with good measure. Will content for the day? What are the happiest hours? When one knows that one's duty is done, When that long-drawn and thin thread is spin That some name as life or existence. The hours, happiest, best, Are those serving God in persisteuca; Those hours lead to rest ! II. T. Doilsworth, in Bosto.i Transcrfrt. "CAPTAIN ADONIS." LV HELEN FORHEST GRATES. "How charming it must be to be rich!" said Sara Ponsonby, rocking dreamily to and fro on the vine-gar-lauded veranda, as she watched the glid ing motion of a white-winged yacht on the blue Hudson River below. "Rich?" echoed Helen Hyde. "That don't signify, Sadie. To be loved that is the secret of true happpinessl" Sara Ponsonby was tall, largo and beautiful, like a Greek goddess. Her eyes were clear liquid blue; her nose was straight, from the lorehead down, and her lips were as red as if they had been stained with ripa eherry-jaica. Helen was small and dark, with bril liantly black eyes, an olive skin, and a quick, glancing way, like a human but terfly. Sara was a poor governess," come to spend her vacation at Hyde. Hall, aad Helen was an heiress. The two girls had been in the same class at school, and still preserved a romantic friendship. Helen showered kisses, gifts and pro testations on ths beautiful Greek god dess,and Sara graciously accepted them, and oa this plane the days at Beauvoir rolled away. "To be loved!" repeated Sara. "Helen, what do you mean? It surely can't be possible that you have u secreti from me?"' Helen colored vividly. "But remember, Sara," pleaded she, flinging her arm around her friend, "that you only came yesterday, and there has has been so much to talk about. Your uew experience of life in that lovely New Orleans family the bayous, the magnolia thickets, the orange groves " "Helen," burst in Sara, "you are ia love, and you haven't told me!" "But, Sara, I was only waiting" " You are engage 1 !" "Darling, what a fortune teller you are!" cried Helen, hiding her face on the marble-fair shoulder?. "He's coming here next week, and I was going to give you such a surprise! What! tears? Oh, surely, surely, Sara, you are not vexed at me?" Ye?, tear?. Genuine tears, round, big and crystal bright, were dropping ou her cheeks. Sara Poasonby, one of the most selfish and calculating creatures in the world, was ill-pleased at ths idea of Helen Hyde's marriage. "With a husband at Bjauvoir, could sue 2ver again be quite certain of a yearly welcome, a rain of presents, an equal pro prietorship in all the good things with which Providence had seen fie to endow old Walpole Hyde's heiress? "No dearest,'' she cooed, "not vexed. Can you fancy me so ungrateful as that? Only only I am so utterly alone in the world! And you have been everything tome. Tell me about him, love!" For in a second she ha I resolved to make herself so agreeable to the torn of men that she should always be sure of a welcome at Beauvoir. "I never saw the man yet," she told herself in one of those thought flashes, "that I couldn't wind around my finger, except " At that moment the maid m a blue-; ribboned cap and a frilled apron of dotted Swiss muslin, brought in a card for Miss Hyde. "Old Mrs. Perkins !" said Helen, with an accent of disappointment in her voice. 'And she is lame, and she has come so far. I must go down and see her, Sara; but I won't be long." Miss Ponsonby looked dreamily after her. ."Except," she repeated, mechanically, following out the thread of he reflec tions, "one person. The only person I ever cared for, and him I could murder for his cool, insolent indifference! Ex cept Reginald Lascelles!" As she sat there rocking slowly, with a flush on her exquisite cheek, she caught siglit or a photograph, half con cealed in her friend's work-basket. With a quick, furitive glance around, she leaned forward and drew it out. A low cry broke from her lips; she was looking into the calm, cold face ol Captain Lascelles himself. "So," she murmured," we are destined to meet again, Captain Adonis, as Valda Valdez used to call you! Well, it's certainly a fact that truth is stranger than fiction. And who knows? I may pay off my little debt to you yet!' Old Mrs. Perkins was a tedious octo genarian, and it was nearly an hour be fore Miss Hyde found herself free again to return to her friend. Sara Ponsonby still sat there, swaying languidly 'to" and fro, with the ease and grace of a tall lily blown by the wind. The photograph, carefully restored to its place, still lay among the ribbons and crewels in the dainty'work-basket. "Have you been dreadfully lonesome?" asked Helen, caressing v. ' - - - o fc . . . ....... "Not in the least, darj.ing. I va3 only thinking of the family I am with down South, and of poor Valda's love affair. She, too, is engaged! Every body is getting engaged, I believe." "Valda? Is that the eldest daugh ter?" Miss Ponsonby nodded. "Valda Valdez," said she. "Isn't that a pretty uauie? And she calls her lover 'Captain Adonis!'" "But surely that isn't his real name?" "No; only a nom d 'amour, because he's so handsome. His real appellation, however, isn't bad Captain Reginald Lascelles." Helen Hyde started and grew pale, as if a tiny poisoned arrow had sped to her very heart. 'Impossible!" she cried. "Why impossible?" asked Miss Pon sonby, in her slow, serene way. "I as sure you Valda is very beautiful. They have been affianced for some time. But 'Captain Adorns' has to walk very straight, for Valda, like other creole beauties, is a genuine daughter of the sun, and is jealous of his very shadow." "Valda Valdez," repeated Helen. "Engaged to Captain Lascelles. Doea does he love her very much?" "The most devoted swain I ever saw in my life," said Sara, earnestly. "Reginald Lascelles!" said Heleiv "It is not a common uame. Does ho look like this?" She took out the photograph, holding, it up with a hand that visibly trembled.) "Why," cried Sara, with well-simulated surprise, "it's the very man? Do you know him, dear this fatal, fascinat ing male coquette this star-eyed Captain, Adonis?' " 4A little," answered Helen, huskily. " "And is he really such a dreadful flirt' as they say?" ; "I never thought so before," said Helen, with a quiver in her lip. "Then, Sara, you have met him?" ; "Oh, often!" smiled the Greek god dess. "To tell you the truth, Helen, I would have had a sly little flirtation with him myself, if Valda Valdez would have allowed it. We were posed ia a.tableaui together. I w;is Cleopatra, and ho, rep--resented Mark Antony. Of courselit was his cue to be a little devoted; butjif you' could bave seen Valda's face ! 1 . really, think she could have murdered; me!" aad Miss Ponsonby laughed a soft well-; bred laugh. "There were no more tableaux after that! But, Helen, dear,, am I talking you to death? You are so; pale?" I "It is very warm," faltered Miss Hyde,' "and Mrs. Perkins's call ha3 weariediine.; I think, if you don't mind, I will go -and j lie down a little while." 'Mayn't I come and bathe your fore head with cologne, dear?" "So kind of you!" shuddered Helen. But I would rather be alone." Once in her own room, Helen Hydo burst into a passion of tears and sobi that shook her slender frame as if it had beeu a reed at the mercy of soma cyclone. And then when the bitter drops had washed away the first helpless uncertainty, she sat down and wrote such a letter as never ia all her life be fore had she penned. "Captain Adonis" indeed! The man to whom she entrusted her life should never be the common property of hand some governesses and fire-eyed creole beauties. But oh, if Reginald Lascelles were indeed false, then could no maa be trusted ! "Why, my darling, how have I in curred your displeasure? Why have you written me so cold and cruel a letter?" It was "Captain Adonis" himself, handsome as his mythological prototype, full of a certain smiling audacity that angered Helen more than ever. ' 4Captaia Lascelle3," she answered, haughtily, "please remember the old proverb : ' The moon looks on many brooks; The brook sees but one moon.' "Your proceedings are perhaps not so wholly unknown to me as you imagine. Do you know a lady called Miss Ponson by?" "Do I know a cold-hearted coquette who broke the heart of my best friend down South? Ye3, of course I do," he answered. "Do you know Miss Valda Valdez?" - "The dearest little girl in the world? Of course. She is in New York now with her mother, and I am going to take you there to call." Helen drew herself up with hauteur. "I think not!" said she, frigidly. "Then I shall bring Valda here." "I decline to receive her!" flashed Helen. "But, Helen" "Miss Hyde, sir, if you please!" "Are you really ia earnest, Helen?" "Do I look like one who jests?" "My own darling " "Captain Lascelles, this joke has been carried altogether too far. Leave me. Go to your Valda Valdaz. I resign ia her favor." Captain LasceWas arched his handsome eyebrows in dismay. - "Well, I cau easily go to her," ob served he. "for, to speak the truth, she'? out there in tho carriage. Wait just a minute. I'll bring her in !" Helen Hyde stood still overwhelmed by his smiling assurance. At the same moment the other dooi opened and Sarah Ponsonby came it with the soft, gliding motion of a ser pent. Helen turned to her with startled eyes and uplifted finger. "Hush!" said'she, "He is there!" i "He? who?" "Reginald Lascelles !" "Nonsense I" cried Miss Poasonby. Wby" ' "Don't you hear his footstep oa thi stair?" sharply interrupted Helen. ;- Miss Poasonby grew pale as the well known step approached, but it was to late to retreat. "Here we are!" gayly spoke Captaia Lascelles. And he came in, accompanied by beautiful little nine-year-old girl, witfc soft dark eyes and silky curls fringing her brow. "Here is Valda Valdez, Helen," said he "my little sweetheart --the girl I wa3 engaged to before 1 met you. But she'll give me up. Won't you, Valda?" The little beauty executed a regular Maria Antoinette courtesy to the young lady. "Yes," she solemnly answered. "Cap tain Adonis' was very nice once, but I've got a younger beau now little Sereno De Walden, ia Madrida Villa, next plaatation." And Captaia Lascelles triumphantly preseated a handsome matron in black aad satin and a gem of a Paris hat, as "Mrs. Valdez." "You're not jealous now, are you, Helen?" Lascelles asked, gaily. "You Bee, they're very old friends of miae, aad Valda here is my good daughter." Miss Ponsoaby came forward at this juacture, all uaeasy smiles. "You're surprised to see me here, dear Mrs. Valdez, are you not?" said she. Mrs. Valdez bowed coldly. "In this world," she said, epigram matically, "aothing surprises me." Aad turning to Mis3 Hyde she began to talk in quite another strain. Not until afterward did Helen eatirely somprehend this curious complication of affairs. Miss Ponsoaby, it appeared, had been discharged from her Southern situation for flirting too openly with the aandsome clergyman of. , the parish, as well a3 for grossly neglectiag Valda aad her little sisters, and Helen was uawill ;ngly forced to admit that her beautiful Greek goddess was at once treacherous md unprincipled. "I told you nothing but the truth," aid Sara, sullenly. "He was engaged to her." "You told me the truth in words, per daps," said Helea, severely. "But the jpirit was false." "Oh, if you're so much in love with 'Captain Adonis' as that," said Sara, insolently, "there's no use in my trying to disenchant you." "No use at all," said Helen, calmly. And Miss Ponsonby packed her trunk ihat msrht and left Beauvoir. "Cngaged people are so dreadfully .tupid!" said she. "And beside?, that angrateful Helen never asked me to itay any longer." Saturday NijM. FARM AND HOUSEHOLD. BEANS AS GREEN MANURE. Where beans are grown for sale whil4 green as string beans, they are harvested about midsummer, and it is sometimes question what to do with the stalks.' They arc then lull of sap, aod if ploweii under after the last picking of beans ia made will rot rapidly. Farmers know that stock fed oa dried bean straw ia winter make a very rich manure. All this the green bedii straw has, with tha advantage of furnishing moisture ta make it at once available. The best growth of flat turnips wo ever saw it growing this year where a lot of greeu bean stalks were plowed under as they grew about the 2'Jth of last July. The crop promises an enormoui yield , and will turn those bean stalks into more money, and quicker, than could be dona by drying aad feeding them to any kind of stock. Unfortunately, the bean is too tender to sow or plant early as an early green manure, but probably a crop of peas might be sown in April and plowed under a month iater as manure for cora or potatoes. Pea vines are as rich iu nitrogen as are those of the bean and will make as good a fertilizer. JJosto Cultivator. WHIPPING BALKY ilORaES. Notwithstanding the fact that the p resi continually admonishes whom it may concern that it does no good to whip or pound a balky hor.se, almost every owner or driver of one does it to-day. It ic probably the greatest piece of horse folly ia existence. It is uot a remnant of barbarism, but it is continual barbarity and brings out what original and ac quired sin there is ia man. The braia of a horse can retain but one idea at a time. If the idea is to sulk, whipping only intensifies it. A change of that idea, then, is the only successful method of management. This may be accom plished in scores of ways, a few of which will be named. Tie a handkerchief about bis eyes, tie h's tail tightly to the belly band or back band ; fasten a stick iu his mouth, tie a cord tightly about tho leg, uncheck and pet him awhile; clasp hU nostrils and shut his win.l off until I13 wauts to go; unhitch hioi from the ve hicle and then hitch up again, or aluooi any way to get his mind on something else. Whipping or scolding always does harm. The treatment should ever be gentle. There are more balky drivers thau horses. Xutijrud StKlrwtu. WELL LIGHTED sTABLES. Nearly tweuty years ago we were look ing over a fine herd of dairy cows, owned by a very intelligent d lirymau iu New Yerk. Tne cows were standing in the yard, and we were much impressed by the strong indications of tone, vigor aad thrift which marked every animal ia the herd. On inquiry we found that they were not highly fed, yet they lookel aad appeared batter thaa some herds that consumed a much larger daily ration. The owner explained the mystery by say ing that he ascribed the superior con dition of his cows very largely to the care he had taken in ths construction of the stable, to have it well lighted. His stable was on the south and cA-.t side of the barn, and the wall was filled with windows with double sash. Tuo stable was as light :n day in every part of it. The owner reported that he had notice! two peculiar effects: (1) The color of the butter was much higher. Sunlight was the secret. Oaj principal reason why winter butter is so much whiter than summer butter is that the cows do not receive as much sunlight ia the stable as in the pasture. (2; He believe! the light, and consequent increisa of hsat, decreased the consumption of food. At aay rate he thought he could wiater his cow3 in the new, well lighted stable, with a considerable saving of food over waat wa consumecl'm the old stable. Hoard's Dairyman. FARM AND GARDEN N0TE9. 1 Never skim milk for cheese. T ,. Scatter your slops over the soil. The real dairy farmer grows his owai feed. Sell as direct to the customer aj pos sible. One reason why corn should bs fed to the fowls at aight duriag the winter if that it is one o' the very bsst materiaW for miking animal heat. Some hens are natural fighters, aad one such among a lot of heas will monopoliia food and roosting quarters to tho detri ment of all of the others. Any kind of grease is certaia death to poultry lice, while the odor of certain oils, like cedar, kerosene or spirits ol turpentine will drive them away. The size of the incubator should ba determined by the number of hens kept. It is surely a good plan to depend upon, purchasing eggs for hatching duriag tho wiater. To secure the best prices for holidaj poultry it must bo of the best quality, we'll fattened, carefully dressed, eo that when placed on market the fowl will present a neat appearance. While the guinea is a goad table fov.1 it is not a good market fowl, and it if only in exceptional cases that they cm be marketed to a good advantage.' Their meat is the nearest approach to wild fowls ia flavor of aay kaown. Some of the much-puffod "washes" for peach tree3 by which the borer is to be circumvented would no doubt bo effective oa the lame if applied at jmt the right time, and to be sure of the rigtit time apply every iay lrom Juue to September. But aa ex imiaatioa of tho tree and a search for the boarer with a hoe and u knife in April aud October ol each year costs less and is much mora effective. t Water the hores early and often th"u hot weather, aad especially before feed ing, aa the Freach breeders do. It I'rance some worthless hcrses were killed! for dissection oa purpose to determine the effect of giving water immediate.! alter eating, and some of tno grain was found undigested in the intestines twenty feet beyond the stomach, and it! had caused inflammation of the mucoui membrane. . ilorsElIOLD HINTS. - Silk handkerchiefs should be quitd dry before ironing. To have the crust of a pot pie brown set the pot oa a few coals before the fira and turn it frequently. If indelible ink gets spilled on a gar ment saturate the spot with iodine and then wash out with ammonia. When meat is broiling it will cook; more quickly if a frying-pan h turned, over ii. Frying may be hastened in tha tame way. A small b .ix hlled with lime and placed on u shelf iu a pantry or closet will absorb dampness and keep the air dry aud sweet. A new and delicious dainty i3 pre pan-1 by taking the stoae either fromt dates or prunes uud substituting a bit of the kerccl of a i English walnut. Tf a little c?ra starch is put in the sail for the table it will keep it from lump- ing, aul the pretty little shakers will not have so hard a fccoldiog ia damp weather. Absolute y Pure. A cream of tartar balling powder. Highest of all in leavening ttrength.. Lattt V. S, Government Food Report. V 1
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