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WILMINGTON, N. C, SDNDAY, MAY 30, 1897. iV A My Playmate ! The wind comes whispering to me of the country green and cool, r Of redwing blackbirds chattering beside a reedy pool; , It brings me soothing fancies of the homestead on the hill; And I hear the thrush's evening song and the robin's morning trill; So I fall to thinking tenderly of those I used to know Where the sassafras and snakeroot and chickerberries grow. - ' : What has become of Ezra Marsh, who lived on Baker's hill? And what's become of Noble Pratt, whose father kept the mill? And what's become of Lizzie Crum and Anastasia Snell ' And of Roxle Root, who 'tended school in Boston for a spell? They were the boys and they the girls who shared my youthful play; They do not answer to my call! My play . mates, where are tney? What has become of Levi and his little brother Joe, v .Who lived next door to where we lived ry some forty years ago? ' I'd like to see the Newton boys and Quincy Adams Brown, And Hepsy, Hall and Ella Cowles, who spelled the whale school down! And Grade Smith, the Cutler boys, Le- ander Snow and all Who I am sure would answer could they only hear my call J i I'd like to see Bill Warner and the Con key boys, again, And talk about the time we used to wish that we were men! And one, I shall not inarae her, could I see her gentle face- And hear her girlish treble in this dis tant, lonely place i The Mowers and hopes of springtime, they , ' perished lang ago, t . i And the garden where they blossomed is white with winter snow. O cottage 'neath the maples, have you seen those girls and boys- f That but a little while ago made, O! such pleasant noise? 0 trees and hills and brooks and lanes and meadows, do you know Where I shall find my little friends of -forty years ago? You see I'm old and weary, and I've traveled long and far; 1 am looking for my playmates, I wonder where they are! Eugene Field. A Designing Delncinea Manuel Terreno sat In his office, over- looking the plaza, in an unamiable frame of mind. His cigarette burned slowly to ward the inclosing fingers as he thought bitterly of the little sign on the door, with "licenciado" following his name, -'fie had come to San Marco six months before, hopeful -and with a little money. His three remaining dollars rattled dully against each other, emphasizing his lack of clients. . ' The alcalde, influenced at first by a let ter commending Manuel to his favorable notice had thrown some business in his way; an invitation to dinner had follow ed. Fortune seemed about to smile, when i the inevitable woman put in an appear-'- ance. Julia, the alcalde's daughter, saw . fit to approve of Manuel's personal ap pearance, and made up her mind, with that celerity and thoroughness which thirty years of maidenhood give, that only in him were united those qualities necessary to make her happy for life. It J soon became apparent to him, and latfcr to others, that he had but to say the word in order to obtain a wife whose full tal of years was carefully concealed tay a deft use of powder and good judgment in placing the lights, but-who possessed a revenue-producing hacienda in her own name. Again, what more delightfully easy way of building up a legal practice could be imagined than to become the son-in-law to the chief judge of the dis trict? At this stage the matter might have been accommodated. Unfortunately, a second woman must needs indorse Julia's good taste in her apjproval of Manuel by tailing in love with him openly and with violence. This in itself was not necessar ily a complication. The palpable error in the affair was that i Manuel reciprocated her passion, nor wa4 he less open in" ac knowledging in words what she confessed in blushes. Now, Anita's father was ad ministrator of Julia's hacienda. To prefer to the owner of the place the daughter of one whom she nchose to consider a servant was certainly turning the knife in the wound. Hesitation was no part of Julias character, so sne promptly roae outand interviewed with terrifying force trembling Anita, but gained only an avowol of constancy to the doubly blessed Manuel. Returning, she found Manuel just clos ing a consultation with the alcalde, and at sight of him her calmness was not re stored. The father's confidence in his daughter's discretion had never been jar red in their thirty years of companion ship, hence he, felt safe in leaving the two together in response to a nod Irom her. Of what passed in the brief ten minutes Manuel never had a clear rememberance, but he walked down the street in a con fused sort of mind, one idea overshadow in? the rest, that of gratitude at having estaped with his life. To leave San Marco and, worse yet, Anita, was evidently the proper step. He resolved to begin packing at once, when he was handed a letter from the alcalde which asked him to come to the palacio at his earliest convenience. A dozen ideas filled his mind as he pre sented himself to the judge and said he had found it convenient to answer his honor's summons at once. The judge smiled benignantly and wound up a series of neat compliments by handing over to him the defence of a woman who had poisoned her lover and whose trial was set for the next day. Then the truth dawned on him that he had been com missioned to defend a case which admitt ed of no defence solely to make his pres ent unpleasant position less bearable. His curiosity had taken him to the prelimi- nurv ovnminatinn :inri he S;l W no DOlnt ,kink dimr iivfin ovt(inii,iti(in of i Li VJKJiL .. - . - . -r t j . : . . . . 1 . In I the crime. lie interviewed uic numau ia the jail, but could get no help from her. She was not guilty, though she could offer nothing in support of the fact. She loved her husband; he was her husband though no priest had joined them; then why should she wish him harm? She had nothing more to live for, arid would glad ly join her husband. The trial next day was a torture to Manuel. He tried to get the woman to plead guilty, but she refused. The public prosecutor brought out the stories of the several witnesses concisely, and she was sentenced to suffer the death penalty. She had purchased a packet of strychanine from the druggist, who had put it up in. a red paper tied with a blue string. Only a small part of the amount sold by the druggist had been used. The remainder had' disappeared- The woman made no denial of any part of the story, and heard her sentnce with inattentive ears. The only clew to fight on that Manuel could grasp was one thin wisp of fact that the package containing the poison could not be found. He set to work on this, and on the eve of the day of execution he not only learned that the woman's little son had stolen the bright-colored package, but found the package itself where the child, under the Impression that it con tained sugar, had carefully tucked it away in the kitchen between two adobes, the paper slightly torn and a part of the powder gone, . - It still lacked a couple of hours of day light, giving ample time to call on the judge and set a postponement of the ex ecution With such evidence, he was sure no difficulty would be encountered. Walk ing rapidly, his spirits rose as he fancied iumself telling the story in court and. with true dramatic Instinct, bringing for yard the youthful criminal at the proper time. Arriving at the alcalde's house, he was about to raise the heavy knocker, "when he heard a well-remembered voice: "Eres tu. Don Manuel?" Drawing back a step, he saw the calm features of Julia In an adjoining window. "Yes, it Is I. I want to see your father at once." "At once? Is the matter, then, so press Ing? It must be, indeed, for you to be out at this hour of the morning. "It is a matter of life or , death. Send for your father at once." "You are impertinent. I'm not a criada to be ordered about. You can't see my rather at this hour." "Call him at once, or I will arouse the household." "Really, you are too violent. Besides, the servants have gone to a balle, and noise would be useless. Let us talk of something else. How is the fair Anita?" "Ay, Jesus!" he mutters to himself. "Dofia Julia Julia please call your fath er. It concerns a woman who ' "Not the demure Anita, I hope. Surely she can have done nothing to bring her to grief yet. Controlling himself with an effort, he begins again: "Julia, dear Julia; listen to me. An innocent woman is to be shot at daybreak, but your father can prevent it. She is innocent." . "Ah, yes! I remember. The one you defended. My father said your work in the case was remarkable. She poisoned her husband, was it? No doubt he de served it. Many do. "Manuel," changing her tone, "I treated you badly that day, and said much I was sorry for. I was angry, but meant nothing by it." "I understand of course you didn't, Julia. I'm sorry, too and Julia, por el amor de Dios, I must see your father. I always did think a great deal of you, and all that sort of thing," he concluded, weakly. "Very well, I'll let you in, since the porters has gone with the rest." A moment after the small door of the zaguan swung open and Manuel passed through and into the parlor. Julia fol lowed and took her place at the open window. "Sit down, Manuel, we can talk more easily now. My father will doubtless re turn soon. He went to the Casa Moran early in the evening." "Then I must follow him tnere. vvny, in heaven's name, did you not tell me at once?" He rushed from the room, but almost immediately returned. "Where is the key? The door is locked." Holding her hand through tne rejas which barred the window, she said, "Here it is." "Give it to me at once," striding toward her. "Another step, Manuel, and I drop it Into the street." "What is the meaning of this farce, Dofia Juulia? This is no time for jesting. Give me the key and let me go. A wo man's life hangs in the balance, and you are content to trifle at such a time!" "I am serious. Manuelito. What I! mean is this: Either you promise to marry me within a month, or I drop the! key into the street and scream. The sere no is standing at the corner, well within sound of my voice, and he would interpret the matter in but one way. My father is not one to allow his daughter's name to suffer. You would be obliged to marry me then, and it's better to avoid the appear ance of scandal.. I have made up my mind to marry you, and you must, confess to certain advantages in the union, look ing at it from your point of view." He suppressed as much as possible his disgust and said: "Your idea is to force me to marry you, when you know I'm be trothed to another, a ' "Betterwomanf you, were about to say?" "Yes, 'better! Rather than marry" you now, .I'd -" "Shall I drop the key?" "Julia, be reasonable. Why should you wish to marry a man who, in spite of your many charms, does not love you?" "A very neat compliment, Manuel. Why, Because, strange as it may seem, I love you, and will not do you understand? will not see you married to another. See-, the east is brightening a bit, and you must be quickly if you hope to carry out your idea of rescuing . your innocent client." -):' Confused ideas rail .through his mind. It he could have approached near enough to throttle the woman, he. would have done so. His client was even now about to be taken from her cell. Anita would be left desolate without a word, for his, lips would be sealed as to this night's work. ' "Well?" "I promise. Give me the key." She made no movement. Suddenly, rais ing her head, she said; "The ring you wear will make a pretty seal of our be trothal." Drawing it from his finger, he flung it at her-feet. "Now, the key," he said. "Here it is, dear. Come this afternoon, and " He was out of the room and in the street before she finished. He broke into a swift run, startling the serenos as he passed, for one does not run in Mexico. The ra'pidly brightening sky frightened him. Within a block of the Casa Moran he7 met the judge, with two companions, walking a trifle dnsteadilly. "Sertor Alcalde,"!, he panted. He leaned against the wall to catch his breath. "Senor," he began again. As he did so, the sun burst- into view over the eastern hills, and the muffled sound of musketry came dully from the arroyo below. Edwin Hall Warner, in the Argonaut. , How "The Bells" Was Written John Sartain. well known as the first great American engraver, and moreover, as a man of letters, the half-owner and managing editor, in the forties, of "Sar tain's Magazine," the friend of all the great literary men of his time, still lives quietly in Philadelphia. Mr. Sartain was a firm friend of Poe. In his wild moods, frequently, It was Mr. Sartain only who could control the outburst. Mr. Sartain used to buy Poe's hasty lines and thus furnish the poet with a dinner sometimes sadly needed. It was in this way that lie bought "The Beds." One day Poe, very ragged, rushed into the office of the mag azine, with a bit of verse, that he wished to sell. Out Of compassion for his ap parent suffering, the sditor bought the poem. Alter the writer had rushed out, he read it, without much admiration, and filed it away. This is the poem: The bells, hear the bells The merry wedding bells, The little silver bells, How fairy-like a monody there swells From the silver-tinkling cells of the bells, The bells, ah, the bells! The heavy iron bells, Hear", the tolling of the bells; Hear the knells; How horrible a monody there floats From their throats! From their deep-toned throats; How I shudder at the notes From the melancholy throats Of the bellls, of the bells! Presently Poe, very wroth, asked why the poem had not been published. Being informed, he wrote a second, more elabo rate version, and : when that too had been refused he wrote a third. This was the form in. which the poem at last appeared. Boston Commonwealth. Take JOHNSON'S CHILL & FEVER TONIC. DUELS IN GERMANY Four Thousand Fought Every Year More Thau Elsewhere More duels axe fought in Germany than in any other country. Most of them, however,. - are student r duels. which culminate In nothing more seri ous than slashed cheeks or torn scalps. Of all German university towns little Jena and Goettingen are most devoted to the code. In Goettingen the number of duels averages one a day, year in and year out. On one day several years ago twelve duels were fought in jOetting'en in twenty-four hours. In Jena the record if or one day in recent times lis twenty-one. Fully 4,000 stu dent duels are fought every year in the German Empire. . In. adition to these there are the more serious duels be tween officers and civilians. Among Germans of mature years the annual number of duels is about one hundred Next to Germany, France is most given to the duelling "habit. She nas every year uncounted meetings,"merely to satisfy "honor;" that is, merely to give two men the opportunity to wipe out insults by crossing swords or firing pistols in such a way as to preclude the slightest chance of injury. In the duel statistics these meetings are not reckoned, as they are far less perilous than even the German student duels Of the serious duels, France can boast fully 1,000 from New Year's to New Year's. , The majority of these are among army officers. ' More than half of these result in wounds; nearly 20 per cent, in serious wounds. , Italy has had 2,759 duels in the last ten years, and has lost fifty citizens by death on the field of honor. Some 2,400 of these meetings were consummated with sabers, 179 with pistols, 90 with rapiers, and one with revolvers. In 974 cases the result was given iri news paper articles, or in public letters re garding literary articles. More than 700 principals were insulted by word of mouth. Political discussions led to 559, religious discussions to 29. Women were the cause of 189. Quarrels at the gam bling table were responsible for 189. A summary shows that, as regards numbers, the sequence of dueling coun tries is: Germaoiy, France, Italy, Aus-A tria, Russia. As reg:ards deadliness of duels Italy come first. Then come Ger many, France, Russia.and Austria, in the order named. For the most serious duels the pistol is the favorite weapon in all five countries. ' Orators and Entertainers (Atlanta Journal.) So materialistic has the age grown that in certain quarters the impression seems to prevail that orators can be turned out like axe handles. Somehow the queer idea has developed that the old fogy system, as some are pleased to call it, of making orators in the south is wrong, and we are told that it ought to be changed, that this section Is fearfully far behind the north, east and even the west in the manufacture of orators. It is claimed that the only hope of the south in the matter of oratory is to adopt the methods of what is called the Boston school of oratory. It is supposed that this is actually a place where people are taught to be orators a sort of orator factory, where raw recruits in the ranks of eloquence are by some hocus pocus, in due time, for phenomenal fees, meta morphosed into veteran orators. This idea that a youag man or woman can be taught oratory in a school like mathematics is misleading. It is ques tionable if any real orator who ever lived could tell precisely how he produced his effects. Certain it is, that schooling will make no man an orator. Even Daniel Webster, who used to be in Boston, said that eloquence must exist in the subject, the occasion and the man. Labor and learning he said might toil for it, but they would toil in vain. The chances are that Webster knew what he was talking about. He had had much experience as a public speaker, but none as an entertainer: And, by the way, it is not -recorded that Webster ever attended the Boston school of oratory. It is certain that Henry Clay did not, and yet he was an orator. We do not believe that orators are even made by a system old fogy or- other wise. But if we are mistaken about this it is hard to see how the southern system, if you please, under which ora tors were produced, could be improved by an oratory factory in this section. The south has done well. There are Henry Clay and Patrick Henry and Sar gent S. Prentiss and William L. Yancey, Robert Toombs and Benjamin H. Hill and Alexander H. Stephens and Howell Cobb and Herschel V. Johnson and Bish op John , Pierce and Johrf C. Calhoun and Andrew Johnson -and fMirabeau La mar and a host of others, all orators, who speak? for themselves. j God? created these men orators not schools of oratory. They grew up under the old regime, If you please to call it so. Now, where is the northern, eastern and western list of orators, who have been turned out by the orator factories and have made such an impression in their time as the men named? No; schools of elocutions or schools of oratory teach the tricks of speech, the technique, but they cannot fuse the soul of" eloquence into the student. But they can teach- him how to be an entertainer, a platform speaker for prices of admis sion, f :'..V An Orator is a man who moves men on some fcreat public issue. An orator moves the masses often cnanging tnem. xne best illustration in all literature of the power -: or oratory ana eloquence is in Shakespeare's tragedy of Julius Caesar, where Brutus and Mark Antony are speaking to the populace. Shakespeare probably wrote it to show what true oratory is. It is one thing to catch the tricks of affected speech in the schools and make money out ofxthem on the platform. A Northern Colony in North Carolina Although many of our readers have read about the great colony of people from the north which has recently settled in Geor gia, it is quite probable they know noth ing of an interesting colony of northern people which has settled in our state at Chadbourn, Columbus county. On a re cent trip we became acquainted with two representatives of this colony, young men with abundant thrift and aggressiveness in them and a fine measure of tact. In stead of going to more widely advertised fields, they went where land was cheap; and instead of making the usual North Carolina crops, they have diversified them and added the more attractive and at present more promising occupation of fruit growing and trucking. Two weeks ago they were in the midst of the straw berry season, and being ahead of other sections, they had a ready market. The colony is unquestionably making money this year. We were told that their fields were models of culture, and they them selves are models of industry, economy Remlnlcences of Earle The life of man is woven of mingled shade and light. Much shadow clouds the brightness; excess of light banishes the shadow. When a career' like Senator Earle's has closed and we read the stain less roll of his achievements, - conviction seizes brain and heart that his public life redounded to the honor of the land. as nis private lire had ever illustrated the shining virtues of -the Christian gen tlemen. In a time of evil men, of foul speaking, of wickedness rampant and bla- iani, oi a. Hutiai, upneavei, ne savea nis crown of spiritual manhood" and fol lowed not "a multitude tn do pvH ' TTlc course foreshadowed a brilliant career in the nans or national counsel-brilliant and vet founded on the rnclr nf unremit ting labor. "Over there in the undimmed ugnt at lasi you love ana Know who iougnt me ngnt ana aiea liKe a Roman senimei ai nis post. . Sixteen years ago one dark night a boy lay on a cot in a little canvass tent at Buck Forest, North Carolina. The tent faced east where lights twinkled in the windows of the hotel; As the boy lay half dozing a tall form filled the door way, and in the half-light became visible the form and features of a splendid man. Ah, heaven, what eyes! The voice stamped the impression. It was my first sight of Joseph Earle. Nothing has ever dimmed that recollection. It was an era in my life. Colonel Earle became a nal adin. I fancied the ringing voice calling mau-ciaa Knights to battle himself the knightliest figure in the throne. That boyish enthusiasm helped to a better un derstanding of the man. There was really no omce nor station that he would not have graced and dignified. - : There was in the man a force de re serve that signified uncommon mental strength. South Carolina was seething like a hot caldron in 1890. Everything ran like a millrace for reform. Tillman was the idol of the masses. Against all that Earle lifted up his voice. He fought the hydra of revolution at the mouth of its lair. He ' failed, of course, as any man must have failed; but he won more genuine respect from reformers them selvesfrom the best of them than Till man could inspire in the plentitude of his power. The effect of kis superb fight was his election as judge, followed later by his election in the democratic pri maries to the United Staes senate. He conducted that campaign on the highest plane. The unbiased judgment of news paper men at the time was that it was the only campaign of education they had ever witnessed in the state. Men heard with attention and went away instructed upon the great issues that engaged the attention of the country. Had he done no more than to pitch the standard of public debate -on that lofty height, he would deserve an apotheosis. . I met Senator Earle In the campaien of 1S92. He was returning to Columbia from a business trip. In response to a ques tion he gave his judgment to the effect that the opposition would fail and that Tillmanism would wane slowly if upright men were put forward and elected to of fice. Otherwise, .it would quickly pass and South Carolina be the better for its passage. After the election to the senate he wrote me from Beaufort, in answer to a congratulatory note, saying that he would strive to fulfill the expectations of his friends, but that .the issue was in God's hands.. Prophetic thought! Potent utterance! "Dis alitur. visum, and now he lies asleep, sentinelled by the blue mountains in the "Pearl of the Pied mont." Thousands will render tribute to his worth, and will pay fitting respect to his memory. I joined the throng to lay this one flower on his 1 bier and now say farewell. James Henry Rice, Jr. Wife of Nansen Of Dr. Nansen's wife not milch informa tion has found its way into print. She seemstohave a very imperfectly developed taste for publicity, but what is known of her is interesting and indicates that she is an uncommon woman, both in talent and character. It is recorded by Dr. Nan- sen s biographers, Brogger and Rolfsen, that his first meeting with' his future wife was in the woods about Frogner Sea- tor, where one day observing the soles of two feet sticking out of the, snow, he approached them with natural curiosity, in time to see Eve Sars emerge from a snow-bank. Dr. Nansen was married in 1889 after his return from his successful expedition across Greenland. When he started in the Fram, in 1893, his wife, left at home at Lysaker, near Christiana, with one child, turned for occupation to the development and use of her gifts as a singer, and with notable success. King Oscar of Sweeden is one of her admirers, and especially likes her singing, which he has often heard, and since she has been in England the compliment has been paid her of asking to sing before the Queen. She is a stanch backer of her ad venturous husband, whose departure on his perilous errand cost her anxieties and misgivings as to which she said little at the time. Since her husband's return she has sometimes spoken in conversation of her fears, and has said that careful com parison of Dr. Nansen's diary with her record of remembrance of her own sen sations bears her out in the belief that the times when she was the most con cerned about him were the seasons of his greatest periL That implies a telegraphic communication' born of intense sympathy and solicitude, the possibility of which science seems no longer" to deny. How to Tell Fresh Fish Nothing is more difficult In marketing than to tell whether a fish has been properly killed. It should be killed as soon as taken from the water, but too frequently it is allowed to gasp itself to death and then treated so as to -appear properly slaughtered. The only absolutely safe way is to buy a live hsh and have it killed before one's eyes. This certain rule which, if observed, will result in the pur chaser getting fish of good quality. ' ' Fish purchased killed must not smell any different from the ordinary fish odor; they must have their natural color, ana should never be covered with slime. When the meat is slimy and fatty it proves that the fish is not fresh. Fish, the meat of which looks bleached, with spots on the skin, sunken eyes and discolored mouth and gills, should not be bought under any consideration. Fresh water hsh must be of brilliant color, the scales must ad here closely to the body, the eyes must be clear, the gills rosy. Slimy fish, with the scales loose and projecting trom tne body, or with traces of mould at the joints of the scales, are spoiled and very unwholesome. Dead eels are easily told by the odor from the mouth, which is of fensive, and spoiled salmon can also be recognized by the color of the meat, which turns yellow and even brown when too far gone. Salmon in this condition is very dangerous to life. Sea fish will keep longer ana Detter on ice than fresh water fish, but care as to their appearance should also be ex ercised. Codfish, for instance, should be of a spotless white color, without stains of mould on the skin, and not too soft. Particular attention must also be given to preserved and canned fish, and if only slishtly discolored, it is the best policy not to eat it. Philadelphia Record. When desirous of mending I a piece of broken glass or china a cement may be made by dissolving half an ounce of gum acacia in one gill of boiling water and stirring in plaster of Paris until the mix ture is the consistency of a paste. Apply the cement to the broken edges with a brush and then fasten the two parts together until perfectly dry. AMERICAN ART Its Growth Has Been Slow, Sure and Steady (New York Tribune.), . It appears that the typical American with all his singularity, his Gradgrind fashion of demonstrating facts and his J practical, hard, keen, e very-day, business view of life, has a soft spot for art. That there has been a slow but sure growth in this direction for the last twenty years is apparent. It may be that the effect of riches and consequent culture has some what helped this development, but prob ably not to anv erreat extent! The real Growth has come from the nerv. ple. The students in our art schools come irom an over tne rural parts of the United States the children of farmers who make sacrmces to send them to the cities where thev mav receive instnietinn AmH art is the strongest exponent of a dawn ing sense oi tne Deautirui and true, which is gradually resulting in a national school individual, forceful, realisticshowing me impression or tne urench school with which it is particularly in sympathy, but as uisuncuy inaigenous as the literature of our day, which no one can deny has its own peculiar individuality. It is only for the last twenty-five years mat mere nas Deen any instruction in this country that could rank with that of xl. u rope. , - . Twenty years ago even a young artist would begin composition before he had mastered the rudiments. That he should now voluntarily devote himself to long years of studv before venturing tn nln shows that an advance has been made in true artistic feeling. Herkomer. asserts that he desires his nunils to be first thr ough "craftsmen" and then "creative art- isLs. Anomer ceiepratea artist has put It. "The nainter must nnme flrat thn thinker afterward;" in other words', the technical part must be mastered before the .nicturesaue is nttemnterl Tt eoma a truism to say that "art is long," but it is nevertheless one of the most difficult truths to realize. People who ive their children opportunities to stnflv nnintinp expect that they will be able to paint i j i . . . pictures in asnort time, wnereas m music they recognize the fart thai it takes years of studv to nrodnee. nnv p. suit whatever. But while it is dellfrhtful tn sp thU newly awakened enthusiasm for art, and io prupnesy great results irom tne great number of nunils who are devntlne- their lives to its study, the problem cannot help suggesting itself. It is hardly probable that one in a hundred of these young peo ple will develon e-enins. Whnt Is thon tr become of the ninety and nine? Would it noi nave Deen Detter 11 'some ot those young women had stayed on their fath er's farms and attended tn the nnnltrv and butter making? Why They Fail Now and then you will hear a mer chant complain that advertisting does not pay, and the solicitor who calls on i-: n i i i !j. . nun uur uusiness gets a curt retusai. I put so many lines, in your npaper three times last week and I can't trace a single sale that pays me for my in vestment. So I have quit." Thus the argument runs if you can dignify it by that name. 1 It 'seldom occurs to the dissatisfied advertiser that the fault is in '"himself. He has delayed writing his advertise ment until the last minute. Then in a furious hurry, he dashes ofi a string of incredible adjectives and some f'ices. He does not devote to this vi hear a rumple and a roar, like wrecks tfon he would give to examining into the Qualifications of a new office boy. The advertisement brings him no per ceptible returns. Half a dozen of the mechant's neighbors have the same varied and uninteresting styleof adver tisement in the same paper. They all grumble and vote advertising to be little better than a humbug. It may be well to remind these gen tlemen that their advertising would be more profitable if they . would be con tent to say less in any one advertise ment, and 'to say it better. Do not give the bargain-hunting shopper more than he can digest. This is the prin ciple followed out in the great depart ment stores, which never dream of ad vertising more than a small portion of their 'stock at any one time, A deep and varied knowledge of hu man nature is the first requisite in ad vertising. TO 'attract and ihold 'the at tention; persuade, to convince these are 'the psychological problems to "be grappled with. A merchant who does not give his advertising the clos est and hardest study has no good reason to complain of failure. rJation al Advertiser. A Clincher A clever young teacher of a class of children, between the ages of ten and fourteen, varied the monotony of their studies by little talks on the best books and their authors. Then, to finish the work of the term, and find what the children had really "mark ed, learned and inwardly digested" of her subject matter, she planned for a certain day a discussion by the class of whom they considered the greater author. Scott or Dickens. The chil dren at first were a little backward iri expresing their views, but gradually greatness grew to colossal propor tions, owing to the "quick-wittedness and appreciation of a small admirer with a ready tongue, and consequently the stenchness of Scott's adherents began to waver, till, in a burst of con tagious enthusiasm, one small maid sprang to the rescue. "But, Miss An thony, Dickens can't be, for, don't you know, men ' always say, 'Gret Scott!' and never 'Great Dickens! "Har per's Drawer. - Sultan Fooled thev Banker A capital anecdote is told of the late Sultan of Turkey, says the Weekly Tele graph. He was very fond of gossip, and sent for the banker, Abraham Beg, to learn the small talk of Pera and Stam boul. As Abraham was being conducted to the sultan's residence by the master of the horse, that functionary begged him should the sultan question - him on the subject, to say that the funds were at thirty, his majesty having been so in formed by his ministers. Poor Abraham consented. - , He had not been long with Abdul Aziz when he was questioned as to the funds, and replied as he had promised. To the horror of the banker, the sultan express ed himself as delighted, and handed Abra ham a large bundle of bonds to sen ror him. .. ' Abraham sold at twelve, and paid Abdul Aziz thirty. The sultan had originated that little "joke. For. removing the stains of fruit from table linen oxalic acid, Javelie water, boil ing water, and milk are all recommend ed, together with many otner liquias. Our grandmothers removed ,; all such stains at this season, "laying the linen upon the grass when the fruit trees are In blossom." . Man Put In Soak to Save His Life The surgeons of Bellevue hospital. In. New York, are watching with great in terest the results of a treatment now being tried upon Louis Mecke : He is being treated for autrophy by what might be called, not improperly, ex ternal irrigation. For two and a half days the man lies in a tub containing four feet of water, and his condition has so much improved, says the New York Jour nal, that Dr. Dow, who Is making this novel experiment is greatly encouraged. Never before, so far as the physicians of Bellevue hospital are aware, has any such treatment been attempted. Mecke is fiif ty-eight years old and has always led a sober and industrious life. He lived until the first of this month at No. 136 Allen street. A few months before that he was taken ill, and it was the opinion of the physician who attended him that he was suffering from gangrene. . - As he rapidly grew worse it was de cided to take him to Gouverneur hospi tal. After he had been in there two weeks and showing no signs of improve ment, it was determined to remove him to Bellevue hospital for more carefub ob servation and treatment. He reached that institution on May 7 and was con signed to Ward 26, in charge of Dr. Dow. There was seen that atrophy was set ting in. The entire medical force of the hos pital gave the case their attention, whileV several eminent physicians were called in to view the case. Despite the appllca tion of all known remedies and the re trial pf all former experiments, the atro phy did not abate, and to make matters worse, the man seemed to suffer from a nervous disease. - , T T- TW-kTir finnlltr 1 i ,3 t X, 1 in imauj 111 Ilia UWI1 mind that : an lininterrunterl enhmoralnn of the wasting unnourished body in water might bring about beneficial results, if not an absolute cure. He consulted the other physicians of the hospital, and while thev did not all n prpe with htm yet they decided that the man would die uiuess someinmg was aone. One of the lare-est hathtiihs in ' th in stitution was prepared for the patient. It is an especially deepj tub, and it was lined with rubber cushions. Into it was turn ed four feet of water heater! tn OR rtoorooa When, on Thursday morning, Mecke was taken to the bath he was very weak, his wounds were excessively painful and he naa a nign iever. ne was placed in the tub and the heated waterf was kept con stantly rdnning. At noon of that day the temperature was increased to 99 de grees, and at nieht it wab reduced to 94 degrees. : - On the first day he was fed on milk and crackers 'and from that time tin tn the present that diet'has not been chang- - 1 . At A . A.. - eu, nor nas tne temperature oi tne water. Up to last midnight he had been In the water e-yaotlv siTtv.fwn hnnra anH H I a improvement had been most marked. The iever naa suDsiaea to a consiaeraoie ex tent and his wounds gave him less pain. He sleeps in his liquid bed much more soundly than at any time since he was taken ill, and seems to relish his food apV rlHnlf m nrp Until the onhmorclnn nVn was adopted he scarcely ate at alU,' xviecKe is attenaea py r.ursfw.-Tiieriaan and Yule, and last evening "was able to talk to them with a cheerfulness that was previously auite foreiem to his na ture. - The medieal hoard nf the hnsnltnl will Probablv meet tnrlav tn dismiss ?th ro so and if it should prove successful the new treatment win De namea in honor or ur. Dow. The Indications are that Mecke Will recover. How long he will be kept in' the bath Dr. 1 )cvw and his advisors have not decided. . The Power of Prayer TD st summer T was In Nnrwnv and tnn of the party was a lady who was' two del icate to attemnt ' erea t mniintaln Tp. sions, but found an infinite compensation in rowing along the, fringed shores of the fjord, says Rev. Dri R. F. Horton, in the London Sunday Magazine. One day we had followed a narrow fjord, landed, and Dushed our wav thrnne-h the hmah nf birch and alder, making a devious track. wnien it was -ara or impossible to re trace. Suddenly my companion found that ner goiosn was gone, to De witnout it meant an end tn all the dtHc-htf ill ram- fare, we searched the brake, retraced our steps, recalled each precipitous descent of health er-enverert mclr and pvopv sanllnir of silver birch by which we had steadied our steps. sut neitner tne owner s eyes, wnicn are Keen as neeDies, nor mine, which are nnt cnnld Hlannvor elon of the missing shoe. With woeful cbun- veiiaiiee we naa to give it up ana start nn mir three-milo mm- a Inn tr Va Knivl the hotel. In the afternnnn the Idea pomo tn'ma- "And why not ask our gracious Father for lTUidance in'thfs trifle as well as fnr all the welehtier thine-s which wo ar constantly committing to his care? If the nairs oi our neaa are an lumDerea, why not aiso tne snoes or our feet? I there fore asked Him that we might recover this- lost golosh. And then I proposed that We Should row hack tn the nlaca When we reached the end of the fjord and had lashed the boat to the shore, I sprang on the rocks and went, I know not now ana wny, to one spot, not rar from the water, a srwit whinh T chnnlH hava said we had searched again and again .-in the morning, and there lay the shoe be fore my eyes, obvious, as if it had fallen from heaven. I think I hear the cold laugh' of prayjer less men. "And that is the kind of thing on which you rest your belief in prayer; a happy accident. Well, if you are super stitious enougn to attacn any importance to that. VOU would swallow anvthinev" And with a smile, jiot, I trust, scornful, or impatient, Dut tun or quiet joy, I would reply: "Yes, if you will, that is the kind of thing; a trifle rising to the surface from the depths of. a Father's love and compassion." . Why Settle In the South ? The question is frequently asked, "Why do men, who are seemingly set tled in comfort in the north, become dissatisfied and wish to make a- new horde in the south?" Probably the cor rect answer to this question is that? the experience of the past- few years has demontrated to the northern farmers that very little beyond a mere exis tence can be earned upon the farms of the extreme north, and that even this result is reached through trials and pri vations. The very cold weather, the re currence of blizzards, the repeated failure of crops, have all tended to render the northern farmer a very much discouraged individual. , In the south he can .buy land very much cheaper, he is almost entirely un troubled by blizzards or , cold weather, he can live In a house that costs scarcely one-quarter of the amount required in the north and find a great deal more com fort and a great deal less of anxiety and worriment. The schools and churches of the south have been so much improved in the past few years that they afford equal ad vantages with those of the north. The hospitable people of the south welcome the northerner with open arms; the rail roads have been extended so that equally good transportation facilities can be had to the markets of the country as from the west; the land is earlier and it has be come a demonstrated fact that the farmer of the northeast and! northwest, who Just manage to live and scrape along from year to year, can sell his farm, pull up stakes and go south, and with the same amount of work and much less money invested can. In a few years, earn a com petency for himself and .family. These are the principal reasons that have ob tained, with several hundred thousand people, who have migrated from - the northern and western states to the south during the past few years. Risley's journal.
The Wilmington Messenger (Wilmington, N.C.)
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