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r-- ' - Hear Instruction and be Wise, and Refuse it Not." VOL. I. GOLDSBOEO, K. C, SATUEDAT, JAKUAEY 7, 1882. NO. 18. BEEF! Parker & Peterson Desire to inform their friends and the pu'ulic that they can be found one door weBt of Ex press Office, where they keep constantly on hand FRESH BEEF, M1TCT0H, VEGETABLES, Etc., Whioh they will he pleased to sell you at lowest cash prices. nespecuuuy, PARKER & PETERSON. selO-lm MISTAKE! 1 went to New York and found Dry Goods Made Clothing, Boots, Shoes, Hats, etc., cheap, and bought too many. They must be sold at some price. I ask the public to call and ace what bargains they can get. IVJIfcS. MOOItE Will sell the most fashionablo MILLINERY OT STAIRS CHEAP. sel7-tf C. C. PERKINS. Come here when you want School Books, N'oto Books, Blank Books, Bibles, etc. Every thing in the Book line at lowest prices. Different Makes oi Q SEWING MACHINES, From (16 up. On time or for Cash. OFFICE AT THE Messenger "J. H. Book Store. PRINCE, Agent and Proprietor. Goldsboro, N. C, Aug. 6-tf. GO TO Dodson's Gallery, West Center Street, i For good Pictures of all styles. Frames, ots., for sale. Prices as low as the times will allow. sel7-tf J. M. DODSON, Artist. New Groceries! j. it. dobson; i Three Boors South of Market, j Keeps a full stock of Groceries, Cigars, LiquoraJ Smoking and Chewing Tobacco. j Bottled Beer Tiil You Can't Rest CALL. FMTLER&KERN Manufacturers of and Dealers in PAKLOK, .CHAMBER AND KITCHEN o- -o o- o BEDSTEADS, MATTRESSES, CHAIRS, PICTURE FRAMES FURNITURE! . LOOKING GLASSES, I ) and FURNITURE " OF ALL DESCRIPTIONS, 57 8c 59 East Center St., GOLDSBORO, N' C. Belief for Rheumatism. WHAT CLABE FIBEB IS. This new material is a strong, tough, elastio fiber, cut from tho pine leaf and chemicalized lor Mattressos and Bedding purposes. It re tains all the curative virtues found in pure pine, which is so beneficial to those suffering from Rheumatism and Fever. It generates Ozone oxygen air purifying the atmosphere of the apartmout in which it is placed. It makes a comfortable, durable and elastio Mat tress, and will not break or mat down. FOR SALE BY FUCHTLEB, & KERN, , GOLDSBORO, N. C. ju23-tf Entered at the Posloffice at QoUsboro, If. C, as Second-class Matter. All communications on business should be addressed to Geo. T. Wassom, Editor and Pro priotor, Goldaboro, N. O. It Shall Be Well. If thou ahalt be in heart a child, Forgiving, tonder, meek and mild, Thou with light stains of earth denied, Oh, soul, it shall be well. It shall be well with thee indeed, Whate'er thy race, thy tongue, thy creed, Thou shalt not lose thy fitting meed; It shall be surely well. Not whore, nor how, nor when we know, Nor by what stages thou shalt grow: We may but whisper faint and low, It shall be surely well. It shall be well with thee, Oh soul, Though the heavens wither like a scroll, Though sun and moon forget to roll Oh, soul, it shall bo well. THE COUNTRY DOCTOR. The radiantly-colored leaves of the October morning were drifting down on the walk; the distant woods were glowing like a giant kaleidoscope, and the sweet, pine-scented air was bine with the intense blueness of an Ameri can autumn, as Doctor Dulany saun tered down the village street. "My lines have fallen in pleasant places," said he, to himself. "When old Doctor Holden asked me to come here and take charge of his practice for three months while he went to Europe, I had no idea that I was stepping into an earthly paradise like this, and" But at this moment a tall, square- shouldered young man stopped, directly in front of him, Holding out a weicom ing hand. "Nol" cried he. "Surely my senses can't be playing me false 1 It is Frank Dulany 1 And what in the name of all the heathen gods has brought you herer Dulany laughed "I knew you lived somewhere m this vicinity," said he; "I am here in charge of old Holden's patients for three months, before I go South for the rest of my life, Tell me something about Mossbndge and the Moss- bridgians." Mr. Kirke linked his arm in that of his friend, and together they walked down toward the little stone hospital cn the shore of the river, where incurable diseases, gratis-patients and out-door relief were lumped together, as they often are in country towns ; and as they walked they talked, with the careless abandon of college friends. "But you haven t told me anything about the ladies," said Dulany, carelessly. "I'm coming to that," said Kirke. "We have a dozen pretty girls, at the very least, but only one beauty. And I tell you what, Dulany, you had better beware of Geralda Granger." "And why?" Dulany asked. "Because," Kirke laughingly made answer, "she is a meroiless beauty a slaughterer of human hearts in fine, a first-class coquette." "And you think I shall become one of her victims ?" said Doctor Dulany. "Think?" eohoed Kirke, "I don't think at all I'm quite sure of it I" "But I'm only a poor young country dootor. Why should she trouble her head about me, if she is, as you say, such a peerless beauty ?" "Beoause," said Kirke, "she'd flirt with a chimney-sweep, if there was no one else on hand upon whom she might whet her powers. It's in her. She's born to rule human hearts, and trample on them afterward." "And how have you escaped this common doom of all mankind ?" asked Dulany. "I haven't," Kirke answered, with a comical grimace. "My scalp hangs at her belt with half a hundred others. She refused me a year ago. She don't mean to marry in Mossbndge. She has an- nounoed her determination to become tho bride of some city millionaire; and I think she 11 do it, too for, by George, she s handsome enough to be a crown princess I" Doctor Dulany thought over all these things afterward, when he was by nimseu in his little office. "J don't mean to become the prey of this rural Cleopatra," he said to him self; "and I rather think that my ob scurity is my security. "The young doctor who has taken old Holden's practice, eh?" said Miss Granger, a little disdainfully, "He is to be at Miss Mix's to night, is he? Very well I shall soon dispose of him!" Geralda Granger was a tall, imperial beauty, with dark, long-lashed eyes. comploxion like cream-and-roses, and a soft, languid voice; and, at Miss Mix's socialgathering that night, she looked as lovely as a dream of Gircassia. But, to her infinite dismay and amazement, Doctor Dulany took 1.0 more notice of her than he did of old Mrs. Percy, who wore a wig and blue spectacles. He was coolly polite that was all; and Miss Granger did not know what to make of him. "But he's rather handsome," she un willingly admitted to herself. Miss Granger put on her prettiest dresses and decorated her hair with the sweetest flowers out of her aunt's little conservatory, and really devoted herself hat autumn to the business of captiva ting Doctor Dulany. "The man must be made of cast iron," she said to herself. "And only an insignificant little country doctor at that! It's perfectly ridiculous! The idea of his visiting Miss Herbert just because she has a mania for charity and poor people I And he took Lucy Vil lars down into the woods to botanize after autumn flowers the hateful Bchool-miss! And he's going to join Mrs. Gracey's Shakespeare Society. I never was a blue-stocking, and i never will bet Let him go 1" But Geralda couldn't content herself with this system of philosophy. Doctor Dulany was the first man who had ever resisted her fascinations, and she was determined that he should be the last. And she tossed her head, and froze up, like a fair icicle, in his presence. and the flinty-hearted fellow never even seemed to know it. A charming young man," said Mrs. Gracey "so intellectual, so per fectly well informed on every subject "So truly generous and good ito the poor ! said .Louisa Herbert. "The most deiightiui companion in the world," said little Lucy Villars, who wasdeveloping into a dangerously pretty blonde. "Oh, Geralda, if you could only, hear him talk about his home and his mother." "Pshaw I" said Geralda, so short and sharp that Lucy looked up, wondering what was the matter. Miss Granger was somewhat pensive that evening. She had always re garded Lucy Villars as a child; but after all, she was nearly seventeen, and undeniable pretty. But what a fool Dootor Dulany would be, to fling away his rich nature and rare capacities on a thoughtless elf like Lucy, just out of boarding school ! "Aunt Susie," said she, suddenly, "I think I should like to join a sister hood, or go into a convent, or some thing of that sort." "What ?" said Aunt Susie, in dismay. " I m tired of all these senseless balls and parties," said Geralda, bursting into tears. "My love," said Aunt Susie, "you are not well. Your nervous system is aH run down. We'll send for the doctor." Doctor Dulany came just exactly like a "human maomne. as Geralda de clared in her anger, felt her pulse, asked half a dozen .conventional ques tions, and advised early hours and a tonic. "I can't bear that man!" said Geralda; and she burst out crying. "ihe poor darling is auite hysteri cal," said Aunt Susie. "Never mind good old Doctor Holden la coming back next month, and he will under stand your constitution !" And then Geralda cried more bitterly than ever, and Aunt Susie was hope lessly puzzled. Doctor Dulany was at the hospital, next day, just at twilight, and as he came into the feverish ward a soft-gray shadow glided out at the other door way. "Who is that ?" he asked, quickly. "Not old Kate, nor yet Alice Evans." "It's Miss Granger, sir," said the head nurse. "Alice has the neuralgia m her face, and Miss Granger woud take her place." "She must not do it again,' said Doctor Dulany, with quiet authority. "I am not quite sure of the non-conta gious character of some of these cases, "She says, sir," declared the old nurse, "that she wants to do some good in the world. Jtsut we was to be sure and not tell you, sir." Doctor Dulany smiled. "There are more ways of doing good in the world than one, said he "And Miss Granger must come here no more." He hurried through the various wards and made such good speed back along the lonely road that he overtook the gray, gliding shadow at the entrance to the village streflfc. "Miss Granger," said he, "I detected your identity at once." "What of , it?" retorted Geralda, almost fiercely. "I supposed I had a right to enter a Public Hospital so long as my uncle pays taxes for its support." "Possibly," said Doctor Dulany; "but it is my desire that you will not come there again." "Is it, then, an offense even to cross your path ?" indignantly cried out Geralda. "Not in the least; but" "I know I have known all along," went on the girl choking down the angry sobs in her throat, "that you hated the sight of me; but you nave no right actually to tell me so ! Oh, I am so wretched I I wish that I were dead." Doctor Dulany planted himself directly across the path, so that she could neither walk over, under, nor around him. Miss Granger," said he, "will you you "I be kind enough to tell me what mean ?" "No!" flashed out the girl, won't !" But you shall !" quietly declared the doctor. "The reason that I did not want you to enter the hospital, is that I have an idea that some of those fever cases partake of the typhoid nature, and" 'What then ?" said Geralda. 'What have I to live for that I should shrink from exposing myself?" "Everything I said the doctor. "Nothing !" said Geralda. "Nevertheless," said Dulany, quietly, "I forbid you running this risk." "What is it to you ?" she cried, pas sionately. "If I dreamed that you cared whether lived or died " She stopped uaddenly, with crimson ing cheeks. Had she said too much? ."1 do care," said Doctor Dulany. "Very much, indeed. In fact, had I not been told that you were a heartless coquet " "It is false 1" said Geralda, hurriedly. "I might even venture to say more," he pursued, his eyes fixed intently on her face. "Say it, then," she whispered, making no effort to withdraw the hand which he had taken. "Veil, then," he returned, laughing, "I love you. Is that definite enough T "And I love vou !" she answered, "Oh. Doctor Dulany, you must have seen that long ago ! But, tell me, when did you first begin to to care for me?" "From the hour in which I first saw you," said he. And so our village coquette was con' quered, and surrendered at discretion; and, to the surprise of all her friends, she has married the quiet young country doctor. ' A Sad Tale from the Sea. ' Mrs. George L. Hunter, the wife of Captain Hunter, of the schooner Thomas Lancaster, which was wrecked north of Cape Hatteras, has returned home to Philadelphia widowed and childless, having left the bodies of her husband and three children buried in the North Carolina sands, near the burial place of four seamen and the second mate. Tied high up ia the rigging of the Lancaste while the strong vessel was pounding herself to pieces, Mrs. Hunter saw her infant child torn from her arms by the sea. which had only a moment before swallowed up her husband and his eldest daughter, and still clinging, wet and nearly frozen to the mast, the heart-broken woman heard above the roar of the sea a plaintive, sobbing cry, "Mamma, come save me. which tola her that one child still lived. Through twelve hours of wind ana ram and dark' ness Mrs. Hunter battled against the ropes which obstinately saved her life by fastening herself there out of reach of the storm and 01 her child, wno died even after succor came, and the five survivors of the ill-fated ship were brought to land. . When the captain's body was found, his pocket had been robbed of $75. which he had secured before leaving the cabin when the vessel struck the reef. The' poor woman was thus left destitute, but not friend less, for she met kind assistance from Lieutenant Newcomb, of the United estates army, and keeper Midget, of the life-saving station, who made her as comfortable as it was possible to do in that uncivilized place. Why Some People Fail to Succeed. They neglect details. They overlook the small things. They have no eye to business. They hope for fortune to drop in their laps. They let their help waste and destroy. They fail to advertise. They have too much outside busi ness. They talk politics too much. They fail to invent or have new ideas. They are penny wise and pound foolish. They imitate their neighbors. They are not polite or accomodating. They think most things take too much trouble. They fail to push business. They know not that the best is cheapest. They know not the power of method. ' They are illiberal to home enter nrises. They attend to everything but their own business. They become rusty and lose ambition. After the Frost. After the frost 1 Oh, the rose is dead And the weeds lie piled in the garden-bed, And the peach tree's shade in the wan sunshine, Faint as the veins in these hands of mine, Streaks the gray of the orchard wall Where the vine rasps loose and the last leaves fall And the bare boughs writhe and the winds are lost After the frost the frost 1 After the frost I Oh, the weary head And the hands and tho heart are quieted, And the lips we loved are locked at last And kiss not back, though the rain falls fast And the lashes drip and the soul makes moan And on through the dead leaves walks alone Where the bare boughs writhe and the winds are lost After the frost the frost I James. W. Riley. HUMOROUS. "Love's young dream" usually merges into matrimonial nightmare New York Daily News. You cannot convince the young man without a fall overcoat that the even ings are chilly. He won't have it. Patti thinks"of giving her first con cert in the New York Stock Exchange. She has heard that the price of seats there is $30,000 each. Philadelphia News. Advice from the Greek: "Know thyself" is good advioe. And to find out all about yourself in the shortest time get nominated for office. Lowell Cutzen. Dictionary holders have come into general use. Someth? - is wanted now that will hold an umbrella until the owners want to use it. New Orleans Picayune. There is a giti in Plymouth County who has had eighteen different lovers, and not one of them ever got his arm around her. She weighs 384 pounds Boston Post. The fellows who are too bashful to look at a girl, are just the ones to stick a friend for the loan of two dol lars with all the gall of an army mule. Rochester Herald. The barber's children are little shavers ; the upholsterer's are little tackers ; the butcher's are young lambs ; the carpenter's are chips from the old block'.; the baker's are cream baby tarts ; and the angry man's are little pets. New York News. A poor old lady has petitioned the city for a license to have a peanut stand on Boston Common. Funny old woman, why does she want to have a peanut stand when it can lie down splendidly? Boston Times. Morris the tailor, met Gutenheimer, another tailor, the other day, and said: "How is business?" "Only sew-sew," said Gutenheimer ; "how is it wit you?" "Oh mine is mending," said Morris. Evansville Argus. Requires practice : Lady Customer "Will you please direct me to the dress department ?" Obliging Floor Walker "Certainly; walk this way." Lady Customer "My dear sir, I couldn't walk that way if I praoticed for two years." There is only 0 woman we Know of who can let other women pass by her without looking after them, to see whether their polonaises are shirred in the elbow and cut bias on the watch pocket. The woman in question in a tobacco sijn. Olive Logan. Reed-Bird Shooting in Delaware. As they go southward in -the fall, our favorite meadow singers, the bobor links, take to the marshes and become reed birds, much sought after by sports men and pot hunters. At Chester, Delaware, the headquarters of the bird shooters of the State, there are forty professional "pusher!." The shooting begins the first of September. The Philadelphia Tiwes makes a brief esti mate of the results of a month's shoot ing. At Chester, at tho Lazaretto, and the two hundred club houses that line both banks of the Delaware from League Island to Marcus Hook, there will be at least nine hnndred shooters daily. At the former two places 2,000 birds daily taking the scores of those who push themselves and of the pro fessional shooters will be killed. Eight hundred gunners daily from the private club houses is but a fair count, and, giving them each a score of 10 birds daily, the total will be 10,000 birds killed every day , in the month of Sep tember, an aggregate of 300,000 scored at the above places alone. This is but a meager approximation of the grand total, probably ranging over 1,000,000 when the marshes from Bombay Hook to Bordentown are included in th . estimate." - ' There are more whoops on the inside of a barrel of whisky than there are hoops on the out side. Texas Sitings. ( " t
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