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THE WILMINGTON MESSENGER, FRIDAY,' MAY 18, 1903 'JESS' PLAIN OLD ZEB 1ICE" Splendid Tribute by the Brilliant Henry Watterson Editorial in the Louisville Courier Journal How Vance Compared With the Great 3Ien of the Senate. (Louisville Courier-Jounrnal.) Our esteemed contemporary, The Daily Observer, of the good city of Charlotte, in the renowned Old Tar State, calls our attention the Ob server leaves nothing unnoticed! to a case of oversight, not of neglect, on the part of The Courier-Journal. The Courier-Journal was . in a rem iniscent mood. The past put its tpucb upon it the tragic past and, a lit tle tearfully, let us confess, it was looking backward over the darkling passageway of the years that will never come again, piled up with the beloved and the mighty dead. It had taken a flock of its younger readers upon its lap in a caressing, grand motherly way and was telling them the story, the melancholy story, of the grand "old ship o' Zion," their fathers' flagship, "Democracy" (Brother Caldwell, after our Broth er Tompkins has led in prayer, will you please join us in singing that good old song "She has carried many thousands, And shall carry many more?" ) Well, as we were saying, The Courier-Journal was telling how ,once upon a time, a wicked old witch, named Free Silver had stolen aboard in the dead of the night and had drug ged the drink of the crew hilst they slept, so that when they awoke and took their morning draught they feli into a state of frenzy; and knowing not what they did, they rose in mut iny and rage against their faithful, trained, and courageous officers, send ing them adrift in a leaky boat to the inhospitable shores of a desert island to be heard of nevermore, and putting in their places a number of new, un tried, and unskillful helmsmen. And then how, though all of then had been riding triumphant the safe depths of mid-ocean, the winds came and howl ed, and the waters hissed and roared, and the waves leaped mountain-high, until the ship", having no pilot, floun dering hither and thither at the mercy of the elements, the poor sailors, quite at their wit's end, ran at last into the breakers and upon the rocks. And how the old pirate-ship, "Protection' which people thought had been sent to the bottom years before but which somehow was kept afloat and refitted and ordered to sea again, came sailing along that way. And, how she was well, fixed to do the ire-booting of her owners. Messrs rligft Tariff, High finance & Com pany! How iron-clad below the 'water-line, and Stfel'P.lated above it; how she carried tons of Stolen money for ballast; how her officers were not naval heroes, but super cargoes carefully selected from a fa vored class ana richly paid; how fche was manned not by sailor-men, but by poor work-people, some of them liped into the service, but most of .Lneai impressed; and how she had been turned loose to drive off the high seas the very emblem of Ameri ca, to warn the commerce of the world away for mour coasts, and to defend the Chinese wall erected at the peo ple's expense, for the sole benefit of the close-corporation of speculators and millionaires which had chartered her, and was running her for all she was worth, the black fiag of piracy flying at her masthead! This wretched hulk, "Protection," for underneath the iron clothing and the steel plating, all was worn out and rotten, came full of conceit sailing that way, and spied our poor old "Ship o' Zion" in her most awful plight, water logged and unprovisioned, unarmed ex cept for the bows-and-arrows 'which bad been improvised out of timbers yet sound, through and through; but still brave and full of fight! These things, the Old Lady at the Corner as here in Louuisville The Courier-Journal is sometimes called was telling the nice little Demo cratic boys and girls, who had gath ered about her knee and climbed in to her ever-open arms, crying, "Grasri' ma tell us a story," and "GramTma, tell us some more." And she was already "gettin' powerful choked and mighty disforgitful," as Uncle Remus would say. It had been particularly hard tor her to talk about the de-ad, about Beck and Wells and Hurd and " the dear old parsee Merchant," Moore, and the rest. If she had got to Vance, "su perb old Zeb Vance," that would have done her up "fo' sho" Yet and, af ter this long prelude, here we reach the matter at issue The Charlotte Ob server rist up in meeting and says: "In the enumeration of "the giants of the old debate, Senator Vance should certainly have been included. When Senator Beck died his mantel fell upon Senator Vance, who, by natural ability and close study of this sub ject made himself the. master of it and the most formidable speaker and de bater in the Senate on the side of the revenue tariff men." Hark'ee, friend and fellow-student did'st never ask a hundred nobodies tc a party, and forget your next-door neighbor? Well, that was it only that and nothing more;for to omit from the list of the Giants of thoso Days, the name of Vance, were to leave out Sidney from the age of Eliza beth. Rupert from the Cavaliers, who fought Cromwell, and Nathaniel Green, from the Field Marshals, that surround fj Washington in the War of the Rev olution. Vance stood all by himself, a char acter, a itersonality, an intellect, an influence quite his own. He had in deed studied the question, and had studied it like the thinker and the scholar that he was. WHnen Beck fell, and his mantle, rough when i was new, but old and ragged and worn fell with him, Vance gently pick ed it up and laid It sadly away. He did not put it on. It would not "nave fit him and he did not need It He wore already a mantle of his own: a mantle made of splendid stuff, and richly lined; beneath whose folds he carried ready for use, wit and philoso Xhy, poetry and eloquence and learn ingto whic hthe great, rugged, tire less puisant mastodon Beck, made smals pretensions and along with these, a heart as big as a 'meeting-house. Gods, with what strokes he smote the Money' Devil; with what satire and invective; with what knowledge of the old heasts peculiar curves; with what prophetic instinct and reach of arms; and lord, lord, how he fingers did knock , them out with that wondrous display of power and pathos, when be once recited them "The Song of the Shirt?" Who that heard it will ever forget those tones as, standing m the Senate, surrounded by the at torneys of Mammon, in the very teeth of the Gray Wolves, he began slowly, almost solemnly: "With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rag3, Plying her needle and thread." And this, with its wailing note . "For its oh, to be a slave, Along with the barbarous Turk," And this "It is not linen you'r wearing out, But human creature's lives." And this "Oh, God, that bread should be so dear, And, flesh and bloood so cheap." Forget him? Leave him out? Him, who fought wth both Beck and Carl isle, smiting the mailed legions of the Yellow Rich, hip and thigh who, with Tom Corwin and our own Procter Knott poured a flood of sunshine as well as wisdom and learning into the public life of their time making the genius of American statesmanship a gentler side and leaving to all time a blessed and immortal Trinity leave him out? And at the precise moment when Democracy, which he served so valiantly and loved so well, seems to be regaining its anagosity, recover ing its prestige and returning to the one modern issue on which it has car ried the country; the key to the trend of the times; the cue to the political future; to-wit, that internal taxation must be laid equally on and for all the people, and that the impost duties, col lected at the Custom House, shall be "for revenue only?" Forget him? Not on your life! Kentucky hails the Old North State. Kentucky cherishes the memory of her great and loved ones; but among them, the name that, like Abou Ben Adhem's, "lead all the rest," is not that of Vance, the Senator, of Vance the Governor, nor yet of Vance the paladin, but "jess pram old Zeb Vance." Have we succeeded in squaring the oversight and making it clear to you,' Brother Caldwell? , MORE OF THE MORRIS CASE. Here is Something to Make the Blood Boll. Forther developments in the Morris case seem to promise the hatching of a scandal much, more serious than was1 caused by the ejection of that lady from the White House. The nomination to the postmastership at .Washington of one Barnes, the ex ecutive clerk who is alleged to have handled Mrs. Morris with brutality, has stirred the people of the District to wrath; and now the charge is bold ly made that President Roosevelt has shown indecent zeal in defense of Barnes' has instigated a campaign of insinuated against the character of Mrs. Morris in order, to palliate the offense of his subordinate, and ba rewarded with public appointments the sons of two men who made them selves busy in the circulation of libels concerning her past life. It is even printed in circumstantial detail that the police force of Washington vas employed in detective work to that end, and so engrossed have the Chief of Police and his roundsmen been in tfhis unsavory wrork that the thor oughfares of the city have been left unguarded, and so criminals have been left free to ply their trade with impunity. Senator Tillman has renewed his protest . against the confirmation of Barnes since the appearance in print of these serious allegations, and his moved for an investigation by the Senate on the ground of newly dis covered facts. The matter is grave enough to call for thorough sifting. It is unbearable that a President of the United States should be subjected to the suspicious and insinuations which are rife, when the truth can be so easily arrived at. The implications are so disgraceful that we cannot give credence in a1 vance of explicit pproof. But we would not be justified in suppressing notice not be justified in sppressing notice of the matter when so respectabl 3 a paper as the Washington Star, con sistlently Republican in politics, and heretofore a staunch admirer of the President, gives editorial, untterarice to the direct accusuations synopsized above, and publishes in its leading -"columns such bitter reflections as thes?: "The carnival of crimes contiues in the District. Last night the wife of a policeman was iobbed while pass ing through Rock Creek park. This assailant took long chances, for :he woman was armed, hut her aim was poor. This morning as Anacostia woman on returning home from mar ket was grasped by a robber in her own house and robbed of a consider able sum of money. No arrests have yet been made in these cases. Mean while thirty-eight policenaen remain on duty at the White House. And the major and superintendent of po lice and remnants of his force are still engaged in securing the city and country for evidence with which to blacken the character of -Mrs. Minor Morris, in order that the President's assistant secretary may be white washed and railroaded into office as the postmaster of "Washington. The situation is altogether significant. Virginia Pilot. CARE OF CONFEDERATE GRAVES Colonel Elliott Establishes His Office Jn Washington A Sketch 'of the 3Iovement or Which Colonel Elliott's Office is the Culmination. B R. M. HARNER, In News and - Courier. . Washington, May 4. Special: Head quarters have been established here by ! Col. William Ellliot, of Charleston, South Carolina, who was appointed by Secretary Taft commissioner "to ascer tain the location and condition of all graves of Confederate soldiers and sail ors, who died in Federal "prisons and military hospitals in the North, ani who were buried near the places of confiinement." Col. Elliott was ap pointed pursuant to an Act, which passed Congress and which the presi dent approved March 9, 1906, and will cause to be prepared registers in tripli cate, one for the superintendent's of fice in the cemetery, one for the quar termaster general's office and one for the war records office, Confederate archives, showing place of burial, num ber of grave, name, company, regi ment or vessel, fid State of each Con federate soldier a ;d sailor who so died; to cause to be c . e -ted over said graves white marble I. idstones similar to those in. the "C -.federate section" at Arlington, 'Va., s ::iilarly inscribed. For carrying t this project $2C0. 000 has been appropriated, and it is expected that the work will be com pleted within two years, when a report on the subject will be made to Con gress. Statistics in the war department juow that there were buried in eighty-nine localities throughout the country 30,152 Confederate prisoners of war, compris ing 455 officers, 28,490 enlisted men, 72G unknown and 481 citizens. Approxi mately 9,300 Confederates are buried in national cemeteries. Congress was prompted to pass this law by a resolution of Gen. Stephen D. Lee, adopted by the United Confeder ate Veterans at Memphis, Tenn, in May, 1901, requesting appropriate ac tion looking to the care and preserva tion of the graves of Confederate dead now in tne various cemeteries in the Northern States. Gen Lee, in support of the proposition, wrote as follows: "I believe the passage of the resolu tion at Memphis was done in apprecia tion of the noble and humane senti ments expressed by our late lamented President in his speech at Atlanta Ga., Decemhcr 14, 1898. There was no object so near his patriotic heart as that to obliterate sectional feeling inci dent to our unhappy civil strife. He seemed to take advantage of every incident in his administration of pub lic affairs to cause it to bear in the welding together of sections of his country once estranged. Had he lived he no doubt would hove brought about his cherished project in causing the Government to share in the expense of the care and preservation of the graves of the Confederaate dead, whose valor, with that of the Union dead, is now th6 valor of the American soldier, a sacred heritage of the American peeople. I think that Mr. McKinley's speech at Atlanta, Ga., touched the Southern heart more than any other act of any President, and the South mourned his death as sincerely as any part of our great Repupblic." All acer?t' tlom Presidentt McKin ley's speech at Atlanta appears in the proceedings of the United Confederate Veterans at Memphis in May, 1901, as follows: "A nation which cares for its dis abled soldiers, as we have always done, will never lack defenders. The na tional cemeterjee for those who fell in battle all prove that the dead, as well as the living, have our love. What an array of silent sentinels we have, and with what loving care their graves are kept. Every soldier's grave made dur ing our unfortunate civil war is a tribute to American valor. "When these graves were made we differed widely about the future of this government, but these differences were long ago settled by the arbitra ment of arms. In the evolution of sentiment and feeling, under the Provi dence of God, the time has now come when in the spirit of fraternity we should share with you in care of the graves of the Confederate soldiers. "Cordial feeling now happily exist ing between the North and South prompts this gracious act, and if it needed further justification it is fouud in the gallant loyalty to the Union and the flag so conspicuously shown in the year just passed by the sons and grandsons of these heroic dead." Having investigated the condition of the graves of the Confederate dead at Arlington, Va, and ecouraged by Pres ident McKinley's address, Charles Broadway Rouss Camp of United Con federate Veterans, at Washington, D. C, petitioned the President June 5, 1899, settine forth the condition of the graves of the dead in that cemetery, and requesting remedial measures. This petition was received by the President in the most kindly manner, with an expression that it was a matter m which he was deeply interested. As a result Congress passed an Act, which was approved June 6, 1900, appropriat ing $2,500 for carrying out the remedial measure requested. Secretary Root, of the war department, gave order for the execution of the work April 25, 1901 and it was completed October 1, 1901. This was an entering wedge of a project which has culminated in a liberal provision by Congress for car rying out the wishes of the late Presi dent McKinley, and which will ever be a tribute to his memory as a patriot and a friend of humanity. The "Coves of aYncey" Man in De mand. Chief Justice Walter Clark's moun tain friend in the coves of Yancey, who had never seen the learned judge hut who "writ" him a letter to tell him he was for him because "them railrode fellers" were after him, should come to time now. Mr. J. B. MeGuffin, of Dob son, Surry county, writes the Raleigh News and Observer nominating Judge Clark for United States senator. It's now up to the man in the coves of Yancey to second the nomination. Statesrille Landmark. Bowser In . The Wrong Druggist, Eutchcr and Grocer Help Philosopher's Wife to Set Him Right, GETS MIXED ON NAMES Can Find No One to Agree With Han on Subject In Dispute Takes It ' Out of the Mail Man. ICopyright. 1S06, by Eugene Parcel!. Mr. Bowser had been reading his paper for half an hour the .other even ing when he looked up and said: "Mrs. Bowser. I don't want to hurt your feelings, but there is a little mat ter I'd like to speak of." "Very well, what is it?' she replied. "We were over at Spooners' the other evening for a call." "Yes." "While she was talking with you I was talking with J-'i oouer, but I heard much of what was said between you. "DOC, I HAVE GOT TSTO A LITTLE DIS PUTE." She was asking you about certain books. You gave her the names, but I felt as if I should drop dead when I heard you pronounce them. If she hadn't been the lady she is she must have giggled in your face. As I said, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but you must be more careful when you are treading on ground unfamiliar to you." "Will you kindly explain just where I blundered T "I will, and 1 ho3 you wen't get mad at me. You are not to blame that you couldn't have a classical education. Vou spoke of a book earned 'Don Kee boty.'?' . . . "Well?" " " Pronunciation of Don Quixote. "Well, don't ever (Ij it again. The name of that book is 'Don Quixote.' You pronounce the last name as if di vided. Quix-e::t." "Anything eise?" asked Mrs. Bowser, as the shade of a s:::ile crjesei her face. "I r. 'krrt iV.nt yo:? :'? rzcii the naii.e of 'Hmli-i :u.-s a. Kudibiuw. I paw Mrs. JT;)0'ji;er flinch: bv.t. of cov.rse, s!.e eonl.ln't p'cl; you up." "Na. of course net. DIt! you Lear nr.ytLIrg ce:" "You rx-cT.: JirenCc:! a noTvi to her by seme one you cu'.;?.I Vv ecdy. I suppose yon referred to the authoress named Owdy 7" "Yes. she in the one. Did I make any other mistakes:" "You spoke of same one making a faux-pas and pronounced it as if spell ed fo-paw. Don't get angry when I tell you that the right pronunciation is fox-pass." "And what else?" asked Mrs. Bowser, who was taking her punishment so coolly as to make him wonder. "Didn't you tell Mrs. Spooner that a certain person had got to be blazay, as ycu call it?" Takes Issue With Wife. "Yes, I believe I did." "The word is pronounced blaze, Mrs. Bowser. I wasn't ten years old when iny schoolteacher told me how to pro nounce it. There was just one thing more. You spoke of the massacre of the Jews in Russia, and you called it mass-a-ker. You ought to know that it is pronounced mass-a-cree. That's all, Mrs. .Bowser, and I reiterate my hope that -your feelings will not be hurt In the least." "And I assure you that they are not," she said, as she turned to her book. Mr. Bowser didn't like the situation. Mrs. Bowser was altogether too calm and complacent under the lecture. As he cast sly glances at her it seemed to him as if her nose tilted up in a spirit of defiance and disdain. He hung on to himself for awhile and then said: "I haven't hurt your feelings, have ir "Xo, but I'm sorry that that" "Speak it right out, Mrs. Bowser. You mean you are sorry that yon hu miliated me. I suppose?" Old Hot Want to Be nominated. "No; I mean that if you stick by words and names as you have pro nounced them I am certain to be hu miliated on your account. I hope you will be very, very careful, Mr. Bowser. If yon should call that Don Quix-eat before an educated person be would think the ceiling of the room had dropped dowtL "By the seven brass dogs of the sev en prophets, but what do yon meanr tbouted Mr. Bowser,, as he sprang to his feet with such a jar that the cook la the kitchen peeling potatoes for breakfast slid out of her chair .Is alarm. "I mean that it Is pronounced Kee boty." "What! What! You mean that yon are right and I am wrong? "Exactly. I was also right about Hudibraw." Mr. Bowser turned red and then plum color, and he held bis mouth open as if it was hard work to get bis breath. Mrs. Bowser rather meanly took advantage of bis helpless situation to continue: "Ouida Is a French name, and the pronunciation of It is Weedy and not Owdy. Try to remember that. Mr. Bowser. If you should call it Owdy at a church festival, for Instance, I don't know what effect it might not. have on the ice cream." "Woman, what Is thisT he managed to exclaim at last, as he tried to fix her with a baleful eye. For Ills Ovru Good. "I am giving you a few lessons in pronunciation, dear. Never in your life when you are out in company speak of any one as blaze. It's blas-ay and nothing else. If you called it the other way they'd be looking for hay seed In your hair." "And this to meto Bowser to the Bowser!" he hoarsely whispered as he J looked around for the cat. "Woman, have you lost your senses entirely? Is it possible that you have been drinking too much claret? Has that mother of yours arrived and told you to look upon me as a jackass? Speak, woman speak!" "And apropos is pronounced apropo," she said, with a smile. "Try to re member this when we go to the Greens'. They are people of education, and if you should add on the 'poss she'd tell it all over the neighborhood as a good joke. And don't fool with mass-a-ker, Mr. Bowser. You might get your fingers cut." "Madam, do you know who I am?" asked Mr. Bowser as he stood with his hands on the table before him. "Certainly; you are Mr. Bowser; Mr. Samuel Bowser, and my husband." "And yet you talk this way to me!" "I must tell you that fox-pass is wrong and hoj.e never to hear you use it. I noticed that you pronounced mon sieur the other night as if spelled mon sewer." Leaves the House. Mr. Bowser went plum color again, but shut his teeth hard and put on his hat and overcoat and left the bouse. He wanted corroboration. His 60ul was stirred to its profoundest depths, and If the druggist, the butcher and the plumber agreed with him be would make Mrs. Bowser tired to the end of her days. His first call was at the drug store, where be said: "Doc, I have got into a little dispute about Don Quix-eat." "No wonder you have if you pro nounce it that way." "How do you pronounce it?' "Keehoty, of course, same as any one else that doesn't live in the swamps." "Then you are an ass!" "Ditto! Please go out. I've got to 5 put up some paregoric, and It might fly to your head." "Say, Johnson," began Mr. Bowser as he found the plumber charging a customer $1.50 for stopping up a pin hole leak In a water pipe, "did you ever hear of Hudibraes?' "Too much brass on that," laughed the plumber. "You mean Hudlbraw, don't you?' "No, sir, I don't mean any such thing." "Then you'd better ask the flour and feed man next door. He used to run a brass foundry." rtctelier Confirms "Wife. Mr. Powser walked In on the butcher as if t con: '"n'n about too much bone I:i rnc.i:. l;;:t suddenly smiled and T?i!"!ps. doos your wife read novel-. ,r... r,..: o:,cs ghe ukeg thoge by V'.-- !V "What in thunder do you mean!" "I said Weedy. She writes her name Ouida, you know. Why do you ask?" "None of your durned business !" re plied Mr. Bowser as he walked out. Mrs. Bowser was right and he was wrong. He would never admit it if be lived to be a thousand years old, but it was a fact nevertheless. He wanted to tear things "to pieces as he thought of it and walked slowly homeward. Prov idence was good to him. As he reached his gate he saw a man on the steps who had just rung the bell. It was a postal employee with a special delivery letter, but Mr. Bowser didn't wait to ascertain. He simply rushed upon that man and dragged blm down the steps and threw him over the fence and warned him that if he ever came with in a mile of the house again be would mass-a-cree blm out of band. M. QUAD. Of Two Evils. 'What can be more aggravating th&a taring a jealous husband?" Having one that isn't my deaif AWAKENED FOR TIIE HANGING . . Denver Reporter Chose Something Better Than Alam Clock. This little story is fastened onto Denver by T. M. Chicington whj writes for the Western Publisher, Chi cago: Hughes was dead tired. Hughes was the police reporter of a Denver newspaper that was trying to make a few extra dollars by gett;. -out extra editions without increasing its staff or the wages of its employ , who were not affiliated with 1 itor union. The particular paper was an afternoon sheet which published a mornin edition. The city editor's staff was one :ctu short, because of the illness, of a re torter, and Hughes was doing tfc work of two men. When he turned m his copy at midnight, after a strueuojii day in which he had covered poi;o the Justice courts, and the criminal court, having been in duty close :o seventeen hours, he was so worn out that he had to keep moving to avoid falling asleep. The city editor as was hardly ica tired, looking up at Hughes as he laid His only reply was: "I'm about a!l sorry old man but we must cover that hanging this morning, and it's up io you." Hughes was not surprised, although he had cherished the faint hope that some other man might have been as signed to cover this important event. His only replw was: T maboui .ill in, but I'll get the story if I don't fa!l asleep on the way over to the jail." When he reached the county jail he appealed to the sheriff for informatiork as to the exact time the man wax to die, but was Informed that this had not been decided upon. The desir' ; sleep was becoming overmastering, and Hughes again appealed to !h sheriff for information. He Ksinif 1. as a result of his questioning, that i ladder by which the condemned iitan must climb to the platform of "t; gallows was then in the basement f the- jail building. Like a flash he mapped out hi plan of action. Without consulting any out, he made his way to the basement lo cated the ladder, which wus lying on the cement floor of a passageway, curled up on it, and was soon smmu asleep. At 3:30 o'clock the sheriff was forced to arouse the sleeper to get the lad.lt r out from under him, and it is needless to say that Hughes was an eyewitness to the hanging, and that his paper was the first upon the street with the news of the event. Raleigh Times. PHKSBYTEHIAN PHAYKR BOOK Some Churches Refuse to Hccognlz-e Innovation IlecciitJy Authorized. (Froni the New York Times.) When a woman is seen on her way to or from church on Sunday bearing a prayer book It is no longer eafe to infer that she attends a Catholic or an Episcopal church. She may be a Presbyterian carrying the new Book-fQ Common Worship, which has Just been published with the authority of the Presbyterian General Assembly. For three years a special committee on forms and services of the general assembly headed by the Rev. Dr. Henry Van Dyke, has been working on this new prayer book. The first copies of the completed book were received from the Presbyterian Official Board of Pub lication on Saturday. The approval of the general assem bly to the innovation otf a prayer book for use in Presbyterian churches was not obtained without a struggle, nor will it be possible to Introduce the books into individual churches without some opposition. Many loyal Presby terians, especially those of Scotch dt -scent, look upon the innovation in tho church as savoring of Romanism or Episcopalianism. The best that couM be done in the general . assembly was to secure ita permissive approval, and the title page of the book bears the announcement, "For vountary use in the churches." Now that the Presbyterian prayer book is published, however, all that re mains for those who oppose it is to refrain from its use, and it Is predicted by Presbyterian leaders that many churches will so refrain. In the East, however, and in the large cities of me country me new oook 19 expecieu to be largely used. J Women will be interested to know that in the marriage service the word "obey" is omitted. Sailor's Story of Jungle Surs ry. "There wuz this here black Came roon savage, naked as an animal," sai 1 the sailor, "and there wuz this explor er in his pretty suit of white drill! n and there wuz a Cameroon medicine man, with a headdress o' human bone. "They stood under a palm tree. I sot on a jog and watched em. "The medicine man put the right arms of the savage and the explorer close together, and then, flourishing a dull lookin' knife, he nicks a vein in the white arm and then a axtery in the black arm. "The blood come a-rush in:' and a gushin out of the black arm,, and the medicine man scooped It up in the hel ler of his hand and rubbed it Into the nicked white arm. He must 'a rubbed in a pint before he closed the wound. "Transfoosion o blooy U what they call it. They say it saves a white max from jungle fever and from all tho evils of th9 miasma, of the ho: swamps, the damp heat, the rottia' vegetation. t "They say Stanley had black blood transfoosed into hisest eight times. That Is how he stood Africa. I know it's a common thing for African tx plorers to go through the tran&foosiD process., A "And I'll tell you a funny tfcinjT about it It makes the hair thicker and darker, and it darkens the skin a couple of shades. New Orleanj Times-Democrat ""standard Oil is of the opinion-that Garfield is no better than a pre; carer. Philadelphia Ledger.
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