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1 - - ! i . - ' ; ; ' ;i :- - -v- r- -'T;- --;'.7 i 1 I "4" 4 tkrsis or CBScraraoar. One Tear ; ". ! 00 Hx Months r".r. ...1 00 Special ReqneaUu 1. ki writing on business be sure to give the Postoffiae at which jou get your mail matter. 1 2. In remitting mouey, always give both name and Postoffice.' &. Bend matter for the mail department on a separate piece of paper from any thing for publication. 4 Write communications only on one side of the sheet. THE MINER'S PROTEQE. BT TJX LIS B. ACXXBSTftOX. Wal, you see, K's a queer story, Mlesy The little gal's none of our km; , Bat, ;ou bet, when the old men go under, She's the one who will handle our tin. My pard an' me's rough miaia' Sellers, We ve got nary children nor wife, Bat we loye little yeiiow-ludred Keliie, An' well rear her up right bet your life. How' old? Wal, she's nigh 8, 1 reckon ; Five years since we brought her out here ; An' she was tne'cuanin'eat baey , We'd looked at for many a year. Ton see, twaa the time the Apaches Broke out. Blast the kuI imps of sin I The emigrant train crossed their trail, MIm, ' An the Injuns they scooped 'em all in. Tbb, thar lay men, children an' wimmin; i The red devils raised ill tiieir haS:. We couldn't do nothin' to help 'em, 8o my pard an' me buried 'em thar. We found one likely-lookin' young creta Lym' ont from the rest of the heap. She was dead, Kite the rest, an' Nellie . Lay close by her side fast asleep. Wal, 'twas nigh ninety mile to the settlement - Bill an me turned the thing in our mind . An' at last we concluded to keep her, An' bring her up lovia an' kind. We burled her poor dad an mammy, likewise all their unlucky mates, An' we named her Nell, arter a sweetheart My pard had once .back in the States. But the trouble we had with that young un ; v as some thin' quite fanny to see, Bill givi her up for a m j-stery ; ! likewise sho was too much for me. Her durned duds we couldn't get on right, i An' we cussed every button an' string ; But arfer a spell we did better, j f j When we1 once'got the hang of the thing. An' enft's growed up quite pertlike an' b'oomin' We lake her to work every day ; While pill kn' me's busy a minin' ' : Bheil sit by the rock nile and tiIet. j An' she's made better men of ua both, Miss; ; xo a : d t uucii uun , nor go on no spree, j "Causejwe're workin' and savin' for Nellie, xne Bnae or my old pard an' me. . NO TI1IHD MItS. PEJtliY. " She ain't the same sort us- your first wife, Henry," said Mrs. Perry, with an ominous closing of her upper lip over the lower one. Mrs. Perry called, herself a devout Christian. All through the country she was held in estimation as one of the salt of the earth, comforting beside a sick bed, efficient id a neglected household, and welcome everywhere. And" -when Alice May came to the old homestead, as her son's second wife, she naturally iooked up with reverential affection to the venerable, white-capped old lady. . " Sweetheart 1" the young . husband had said, looking fondly into the eyes of his bride, as they stood under the blos soming boughs of the quince trees on the soft May night when first he brought her home, .." do you think you can be happy here ?" ..-' " Oh, Harry," the young wife had re plied, " it is like a little paradise. " But Mrs. Henry Perry soon found out that Lilac Farm was something more practical than Her ideas of paradise. " Don't know how to churn 1 " said Mrs. Perry Senior, in amazement. ""Why, Alice, where were you brought up? Harry's first wife thought noth ing of churning twenty, pounds of but ter of a morning, beside doing all the housework and getting breakfast for four hired men." Alice colored to the very roots bf her luxuriant chestnut brown hvn "I know nothing about cne country, dear Mrs. Perry," she said, for she .was too shy to use the tender term "mother," unless by .the special invitation which had not been accorded. ' I was educaed, yoa know, at a boarding-school ; after I graduated I taught school until I met Henry, and- " " I dare say," said Mrs. Perry, dryly ; but if you are going to be a farmer's wife it is high time yon acquainted yourself with some of the duties pertain ing to your position. My son's first wife, now, was a model. " , Alice looked eagerly up. "Please, Mrs. Perry," said she, "tell mo -what she u&ei to do. Oi course, I have had no experience, but " " "Well," said Mrs Perry, looking up tp the top fringe of the curtfens and touching the tips of her 'fingers- reflect ively together, "she had a faculty, "Dorothy had. She was a famous cook. She baked fresh pies every day, for no one can be expected "to like stale pies. Her hot breakfast biscuits wefb like flakes of snow, and we mostly had - waffles for supper, with honey and fresh . appie sauce. She always got up at 4 : o'clock of a Monday morning to do the - washing. . Henry's shirts have never been the same "since Dorothy was re- - moved. And I wish you could have seen her ironings. The sewing circle met here once a month, and the teas Dorothy gt up were. the talk of the neighborhood. And there was a Sister of Industry meeting here once, a fort night, and the. Singers' Symposium every other Friday. She was a noble hearted Christian, Dorothy was ! And then she did all the family sewing. She could not " reconcile it to her own con science and her husband's income, she said. to hire-such work done. " And Alice, who had committed the ' enormity oi having a dress made by a dressmaker, colored scarlet and hung her head, -5 - . - " " Then at butchering time," proceeded relentless Mrs. Perry, Senior, " Dorothy always made the tripe and sausage-meat and- corned the hams herself ; and she cleaned house lour times A year. She ESTABLISHED 1848. was a master -hand at quilting, and she always made her own' bonnets. A woman can save so much for ier husband in that, way. As tor the butter and cheese, I think, if she hadn't' died so suddenly, poor thing, thit she could have beaten any record in the country ! " Alice sighed deeply. How could she, a slender, inexperienced girl of twenty, hope to cope with these marvelous at tainments? '-" Henry never told me all this," said she. "I suppose he has thought of it many a time," said Mrs. Perry, Senior. "But P1mP ie ditia't like to allude to it while you was playing on your melodeon and reading your books. Dorothy never got any time to read I " ." But if youll teach me," pleaded Alice, " I will do my best to learn.'V She locked the melodeon, put aw,ay the books and portfolio and her basket of fancy needle-work, and set hwself resolutely to work to fill the place of the departed Dorothy. f ' "Why, what a lifctie housewife you are, said Henry, laughing when she showed him the tray bf golden butter that she had churned, and succeeded in! burning her fingers at the ironing fire; andreducing her pietty complexion to scarlet in cooking buckwheat cakes for breakfast. ; - , " I want to be one," said Alice, wist fully. ' ' She cut up squares of bright-colored calico into patchwork, she studied tho cookery-book until her head ached, she caught-a heavy cold working over butter in the damp dairy-house, and sprained her wrist washing clothes, which, after all, looked dim and dirty. She rose early and went to bed late; she counted eggs, mixed up whitewasn, made herself sick chopping up sausage meat, and strained her back lifting a kettle of pickles 'off the fire, and still she strove resolutely on. M I should like to do just what Dorothy did," sTie said to herself. "I don't think Henry is quite pleased when I am so busy in the kitchen of an evening that -f caunot spare time to come in and bear him read the Waveriy novels aloud. And my feet ached so this morning with the cream skimming that I could not walk with him to the haying ground. But I am doing my duty, and that ought to be reward enough !" . That same afternoon, however, poor Alice wasj orced to flee to her own room with a sick headache, and seek the ref uge of her pillow There Mrs. John Bonney, a cheerful little neighbor, found her. " Sick, are you?" asked Mrs. Bonney. "I'm not very well," acknowledged Alice. . , "AH," said Mrs. Bonney, "I though sol" ' . ' . " What do you mean V' asked Alice. "Why, you've been killing yourself bv inches 1" said Mrs. Bonney, " as fas as you could. I've segrtdt all. I'm not your next door neighbor for nothing !" " I am trying to do my duty," plead ed Alice, with filling eyes. "I'm try ing to be like my husband's first wife I" . " Fiddlesticks !" said Mrs. Bonney, V Like Dorothy Parker, indeed ! Why, Eie was nothing on earth but a house hold drudge, and finally drudged her self to death, without anybody being to aeatn, witnout anyDoay Deing particularly sorry ior ner. one never f i V m 1 r-il visitea, sue never reaa, sne never Kept j up with the progress of life's , march around her. Any machine could have filled her place." "Mrs. Bonney, you ought not to talk jso, said JUrs. .ferry, uneasily. "It's the truth;" said Mrs. Bonney. "However, do as you please. It's a privilege which people generally claim, I have observed; kill yourself if you tike. Perhaps the third Mrs. Perry will bo a little more sensible." So Mrs. Bonney put the bouquet of tea-rosebuds, which she had brought, into water, and tripped laughingly home, while Alice, clasping her hands over1 her throbbing temples, tried to ask herself which was right, herself or Mrs. Bonnev, and in wiliest direction her path of duty really and actually lay. And it was at this critical moment that she heard the jiasal, monotonous voice of her mother-in-law down-stairg talking to her husband, and uttering the sentence which ppen3 our sketch. " She ain't the same sort as your first wife, Henry," said Mrs. Perry, Sr. " And she never will be, let her try as she will. She hasn't got the faculty, you see." . r , She lay there quite still and quiet, (With closed eyes. She never opened them whan Henry Perry himself tiptoed into the room, and, believing her asleep, tiptoed out again, muttering to himself : " Poor little daisy, she is entirely done. upl"' ;i; , : The next morning, however, Alice rose and dressed herself with care. "Bless me," said Mrs. Perry, Sr., "where are you going, Alice?" . V To the village," answered Alice. " What for?" cross-questioaed the elder matron. " " To engage a dressmaker and seam stress first," said Mrs. Perry, Jr., " and to get a strong girl to do the housework Mext," "J ' ' ' " -" -i ii ..,, u -4-" . .... 4t1'-"ff -- ,..,,)...,, , n -j, n.-L.j - i i - . .1.-. j ... . ! PUBLISHED AT EUTHERFORDTON, Nf EVERY FRIDAY MORNING. " A girl r screamed the old "lady. Dorothy never" . j " No," said Alice; '? I know she never kept a servant. But Dorothy cleaned and ohumed and sewed herself out of the world. I've no intention of settiSg my own career in that sort of a way. I find that I can't do the work of this farm my self without breaking down my health, and shutting myself out of the world of books and science. I do not think my husband desires each ajsacriiice " "Of course I CL&arf" said Henry, promptly. "The houke Has been as lonely as a convent since you buried yourself in' tits kitchen and dairy. I married you for a companion, not a drudge. Have half a dpen servants, if vou like. Alice, only let us have books and music and pleasant woodland walks again." - . ' I " Thank you, dearest," said Alice, as she kissed his forehead. Mrs. Perry, Sr., tolled up her eyes and clasped her hands, and declared sotto voce she didn't know what this world was coming to. J Mrs. Bonney was feeding chickens at her own door when Alice Perry returned from her walk to the village. Are you better ? " asked this young1 red republican, smiling oordially. "Thanks!" Alice answered, "I am much better. I have just engaged a sewhag woman and a stout Swedish ser vant girl to lo the housework at the farm. Iam no longer ambitious to do cs Dorothy did." , . . And Mrs. Bonney j waved her sun bonnet in the air, and exclaimed : "Bravo I There will be no third Mrs. Perry, after all. "j ' And her words were prophetic Eural Press. ' Ay EtITOJU Editor Watterson, in the Louisville Courier-Journal, speaks as follows about conducting a newspaper : f ' Some peo ple estimate the ability of a periodical and the talent of its editor by the quan tity of its original matter. It is com paratively an easy task for a frothy "writer to string outs ja Column of words upon any and all subjects. His ideas may flow in one weak) washy, : everlast ing flood, and th cqmmand of his lan guage may enable ham to string thorn together like bunoheej of onions, and yet his paper may be but a meager and poor concern. .. Indeed, the- mere writing part of editing a paper is but a small portion of the work. The care, the time em ployed in selecting, is: far more import ant, and the fact of a 'good editor is bet ter shown by his , selections than any thing else; and that, we know, is half the battle But, we have said, an editol: ought to be estimated, his labor under stood and appreciated, by the general conduct of his paper its tone, its uni form, consistent course, aims, manliness, its dignity, and its propriety. To pre serve these as they should be preserved is enough to oooupy fully the time and attention of any manj If to this be add ed the general supervision of the de tails of publication fwhich most editors -have to encounter, the wonder is how they find time to write at all." OF CALIFORNIA. JLQMICUZtT URE. Briggs' great drohard illustrates the f , OT11yftra o rjWiner on riparian bottoms i I 'i . 00, Briggs was offered $60,- 000 for his orchard in February. It waa an affluent of the American river, that falls into the Sacramento miles below. He declined selling. A few. days later, in March, the whole orchard was buried beneath 10,000 tons bf coarse gravel and bowlders brought do wn in a rushing flood from the auriferous gravel mines above. In the twinkle Of an eye every tree dis appeared. Only here and there could be seen a tree to indicate the locality of the orchard which a few months before was famous for its wealth of varied fruitage! It is now for ever debarred from- resurrection by a dense forest of willows thirty feet high covering the whole- surface. But the indomitable Briggsj planted more ex tensively elsewhere,! and he still leads in fruit production and in successful realization. In such a roaring flood on American river, Sacramento, Smith's extensive and most jprnate public gar dens, valued at $100,000 an acre, were swept away bodily, and the brother owners were ruinejl. Every year such floods destroy thousands of acres of the richest bottoms lohg our rivers. San Jfranciseo letter. r" . ? . IBB DOG'S ETJBS8 WERE BEST. A gentleman, accompanied by a favor ite dog, visited the studio of a rising artist. There was a picture on the easel, and the dog began to bark furiously at it . ; I "Nature may be relied upon af ter all,"; said the gentleman. "The best evidence of the faithfulness with which you have painted jthat dog in the back ground ia the earnestness with which my dog barks at him.' "But that isn't a dog," said the artist, flushing ; "it is a cow." The gentleman iwas nonplussed for moment, but he quickly replied, "Well, the dog's eyes are better than mine ; neyr did like cows." ; Family Newspaper; Divoted taHoms Interest ! a. uk? of si,- , ' 'I hate to live in a new (country, said Jones, "where there! &s; no law. "Ter bet yer," chimed. irS; Thompson. " Law is the only thing thkt j keeps ue out of everlasting chaos. "f - Vies, in deed," said a legal gentleman present. It is the bulwark of thelpor" man's liberty, the shield which tli strong arm of justice throws over the -weak, the so lace and the balsam of th Unfortunate and wronged, the" " , " Oh, stop 'er," reirsxdi the man with one eye. I won't nakitthat way. Law is a boss invention fos, rascals of all grades. Give me a countfN where there is no law and I can take cjw; of , myself every time.- Now, for instance,- when I lived in Ohio I got a dds' of laf that I will never forget. 3. wa in partner ship with a man named Butler; and one morning we found our cagshie? missing with $3,000. He had diagled'' the safe and put out. Well, I starred, Rafter him and caught him in Chicago,' j where he was splurging around p'tfte money. I got him arrested, and fiiefja, was an ex amination. Weil, all tAji,ftcts were brought out, and the defend moved that the case be dismissed, as to Jprosecution did-not make out a oasa ffjhe name of the firm, and that- if therJ was a firm the copartnership had not pleen shown by any evidence before, thf court To my astonishment, the ceftet 'said the plea was O. K., and dismissed the case. Before 1 could realize haas up, the thief had walked oft. Veli I followed him to St. Louis, and thejo j , tackled him again. I sent for uyj;-ai?tner, and we made a conrplete case, iug for him in the name of the Comiaij wealth and Smith, Butler & Co. Well, toe lawyer for the" defense' claimed th)i, the money being taken from a private daer in the safe'was my money exclusively, and tha my partner had nothing to'do with it ; that the case should be prosecuted by me individually, and "hot the !firm. The old 'bloke' who sat fl ihe "bench wiped his spectacles, grp'ated round a while, and dismissed Ihe cis. f Away goes the man again. Then -got Another hitch on him and tried to oriv&t him , of theft, but the court hjlld that he should be charged with embezzlement. Borne years after, I tacklq! liini again, and they let him go, - Statutes of limi tation, you see.' Statute ef imitation; you see. Well, 3 cpncjifded to giye it up, and I did. ; I 4 But about four year s afterward I was down in Colorado and a rtean pointed to another and said: That fallow has just made a hundred thousand's iri a i mining swindle.' I looked, and it? was my old cashier. I followed him? to the hotel and nailed him ia his itgn with the money. 'Now,' I says-, Billy, do you recognize your "od boss?' of . course he did. Says I: .' Bill, Iwant that three thousand you stole from me, with the interest, and all legal and? 'traveling ex penses.' 1 i i? ' " ' Ah, you do ? says b&; 'f didn't the, courts decide that ' J. -j ' " ' Curse the courts,' ssgyit f, putting a six-shooteir a foot long u&def his nose. ' This is te sort of legal document that I'm travehn' on now. This ts - the com plaint, warrant, indictme udg e, jury, verdict and sentence, all Jboinbined, and. the firm of Colt & Co., EtewHaven,, are my attorneys in the cas When they speak they talk straight jJy the point of your mug, you bloody lju:eeny thief. j is liable to be dkcliargedany moment, i No technicality or statutes! limitations ! here, and a stay of proceedings won't : last over four seconds. I -'want.; $10,000 to square my bill, or HJljj blow your j blasted brains ont.' WtfW he passed j over the money right awjy and. said lie ! hoped there'd be no hard'f )eiings. Now, there's some Colorado la1-; for you, and it's the kind for me ! El'boys ?,' 4ud the'erowd, with, one aecAfd concurred in the cheapness and effisjcy of the plan by which a man could caifi y iris, court on his hip, instead of appealing to the blind goddess m Chicago jnd St Louis. &alt Lake Tribune. Itf v -ft" -ii- i ' THE FOX AJTD Ilki!t TOZF. A Fox who was makjg a Journey across the country to . fe jhis 5 Grand mother once xa.ox& bef or, 'she Died dis covered a Wolf burymg; TOmetliing "be side the Highway. Helipped "into a fence-corner and waited ;i3itil the Wolf had passed on, and then! crept forward and unearthed the Object'which proved to be a dead chicken. 1 h I . "Ah, ha!" chuckled l?yard "this comes from Keeping one't i,3$yes open as one travels. The Hare wuld n&t have seen the Wolf at all, anithe Opossum would not have had the Patience to wait for him to move on. Itl ft Big Joke on the Wolf, and here goet tor a square meal." - 1 I ' - The Fox devoured hfej dinner with inuch smacking of liplj 3ja had scarce ly finished when terribly ?ains began to rack his frame and he fell down in the greatest torment and was .oon breatiung his last When the, WollJ returned and .saw the dead body of ,rlkaynaxd . and the feathers of the Chi jken scattered around, he scratched Ida ear and wrote . in bis diary: ' " Moral: . Came to hiatieath by being too smart " J3efr? i4f Press. .I and General Sews MDQAJZ A. FOE'S DEATH. Statement of the Hospital ThytiHmn Wh Attended Him in m$ Last lUneU. Fsom the Battteor Snn. :i Dr. John J. Moran, oi Falls Ghureh,' Fairfax county, Va., who. was resident physician at .Washington University Hospital (now the Church Home and Infirmary), on North Broadway, from March, 1849, to October 1855, visited the institution for the first time since the dissolution of his official connection therewith. Dr. Moran pointed out the room occupied by Edgar Allan. Fpe,: and related the circumstances of . his death,' which occurred Oct. 7, 1849. The doc? tor states that on the 6th of October, about 9 a. m., Mr. Poe was brought to the hospital in a hack driven by an Irishman, who stated that he had found his passenger on Light street wharf. In reply to an inquiry whether the gentle man was intoxicated, the hackman stated that there was no smell of liquor about him, and that he had lifted him into the carriage like a child. Dr. Moran did not recognize his patient until the hackman presented a card bearing Poe's' name. Mr. Poe was unconscious and: very pale. He was placed in the third-story room of the turret, at the southwest corner of the building, about seven-by-ten feet in size. A nurse was stationed at the door, with instructions to call Dr. Moran when the patient awoke, which occurred in twenty minutes. The doctor,, being much interested in his patient, went im mediately to his side. A glance sufficed to show that Mr. Poe was extremely ill, and he was so informed. In ieply.to a question he said he did know how long he had been sick, and could give nd ac count of himself. He was much sur prised when informed that he was in a hospital. -He stated that he had stopped at a hotel on Pratt street, where a trunk containing his papers and manuscripts had been left The trunk was sent for, but the owner made no further reference to it. . Dr. Moran proceeded to make a diag nosis of the case. The patient was very weak, but there was no tremor of the limbs, no agitation of the body, no smell of liquor on the breath ; or person, j nor any symptom of intoxication. Owing to the weak condition of the patient, j Dr. Moran decided to administer ; a stimu lant, and so informed j him. Mr. Poe said : " H I thought its potency would transport me to the elysian bowers of the undiscovered spirit world, I would not touch it" Dr. Moran then proposed an anodyne, when Mr. Foe rejoined : "Twm sister to the doomed and crazed in perdition'' Mr. Pee continued to converse most de spondingly, but was relieved by short intervals of sleep. As his body grew weaker his mind retained its force, and his conscious moments were marked by vivid flashes of his characteristic genius. Near the end Mr. Poe became as gentle as a child. - 7' i; ; He died an hour past midnight, six teen hours after his arrival I at the hos pital. The cause of death was exhaust ion of the nervous fluid, caused by ex posure, hunger and other things acting upon a sensitive organization. The remains were laid in state in the large reception room in the rotunda of the college, where they were viewed by many persons. Fully fifty .ladies re ceived locks of the dead poet's hair, that fell in jet-black ringlets about his brow. The funeral took place on the afternoon of Oct 8, 1849, the rCInains being in terred in the burying ground of West minster Presbyterian Churchy where the monument has since been erected.' '! PARIINQ FRIENDS. . ' Thirty-five years ago, employed by the Government in hewing timber in the vast oak forests of Maine, was a company of men at work, among them being one PatMcGlarkin and a : Jimmy Magee, both fast friends. Jimmy took a fever. and Pat, learmng that his inend was given up by the doctors, paid him a part ing visit to hear - his last words before shuffling off this mortal coih when the following colloquy ensued: : if Pat " Well, Jaimy; I understand the doctors have given ye up." jf Jim "Yis, Pat it is most over wid me." ,; . ? Pat (after a pause)" Well, ye've not been a great sinner; ye'll go to the good place." . If jim" Oh, yis, Pat To be shure I sthole a bit of the Government timber.' Pat (taking Jimmy's hand and assum ing a diplomatic air)" Well, farewell to ye. -When ye reactes the good place tell them ye are well acquainted wid Fat McGlarHn." , !" - i. '. Here Pat started for the door, butl as if suddenly recollecting Jimmy's dishon esty in stealing the Government timber, he wheeled i around to his friend and se riously and earnestly exclaimed: j . "But, Jaimy, if anything happens to ye that ye should go to the other places just tell them that ye don't know a diviJ of 9 wrdaboutmel" J Neveb go into a newspaper office to shoot the editor. Ii you do you bid bet ter take your coffin, along. Many editors have skeletons in their closets, and it is no uricommoa thing for "ghosts" to be found about the haunts ol printers, ' TEBJ3S $2.00 PeriAaaBia. SFAJriSK BEGGARS. The Impecunious Inhabitants of Tle4o, Gtoorg P. Latfrrop, in Hsrper'a Slagaxia The populace are instnictive, free- born, insatiable beggars. The magnificently-chased doorways of the cathedral festered with revolting specimens of hu man disease and degeneration, appeal ing for alms. Other more prosperous mendicants were regularly on hand for business every day at the " old stand" in some particular thoroughfare. T re- member one especially whose whole cap ital was invested in a superior article of nervous complaint, whieh I enabled him to balance himself between the wall and a crutch, and there oscillate spasmodi cally by the' hour. In this he was en tirely beyond competition, and cast into the shade those merely-routine profess ionals who took the common line of bad eyes or uriinterestingly-motionless de formities. It used to depress them when he came on to the groundi j Bright little children, even, in perf ect health, would desist from their amusements and assail us, struck with the happy thought that they might pssrtly wheedle the "strangers" into some untimely gener osity. There was one pretty girl of about 10 years, who laughed outright at the thought of her own impudence, but stopped none the less for half an hour on her way to market (carrying a basket on her arm) in order to pester poor Ve lasquez while he was sketching, and begged him for money, j first to get J bread, and then shoes, and then any thing she could think of. j A hand opened to receive money would be a highly-suitable device for the mu nicipal coat of arms. . j My friend's irrepressible pencil, by the Way made him the center of a crowd wherever he went. Grave business men came out of their shops to see what he was drawing; loungers made long and ingenious detours in order to obtain a good view of his labors; ragamuffins el bowed him, undismayed: by energetic remarks in several languages, until finally he was moved to get up and dis play the contents of his pockets, inviting them even to read some letters he had ' with him. To this gentle satire they would sometimes yield. We fell a prey, however, to one silent youth of whom we once unguardedly asked a question. After that he considered iiimself perma nently engaged to pilot ua about He would linger for hours near the fonda dinnerless, and, what wiis even more terrible, sleepless, so thai he might fasten-upon us the momeht we should emerge. H he discovered our destina tion he would stride off jmutely in ad vance, to impress on us the fact that we were under obligation to him; and when we found the place we wanted he waited patiently until we had J rewarded him with a half cent Ii we( gratified him by asking him e way he responded by silently stretching forth his arm and one long forefinger with a still striding on; and he ordiy gesture, had a very-su- perior-Castilian sneering Smile, which he put on when he looked around to see if we were following. Ho; gradually be came for us a sort of symbolic shadow of the town's vanished greatiness; and from his mysterious way of coming into sight and haunting us in the most unexpected places we gave him the name of ' ' Ghost " Nevertheless, we baffled him at last In the Street of the Christ of Light there is a small but exceedingly curious mosque, now converted into a church, so ancient in origin that some of the capitals in it are thought to show Visigothic -work, so that it must have been a Christian church even before the Moorish invasion. Close by this we chanced upon a charming old patio, or court yard, entered through a wooden gate, and by dexterously gliding in here and shutting the gate we exorcised " Ghost" for some tune. 1 ZEARN TOUR BUSINESS. A young man in a leather store used to feel very impatient with his employer for keeping hi year after year for three years handling hides. ; But he saw the use of it years after when, in an estab lishment of his own, he was able to tell by the touch the exact quality of the goods. It was only by the thousands of repetitions that the lesson was learned ; and so it is with everything in which we acquire skill ! The half-informed, jhaK-skilled : in every business outnumber the others, dozens to one. Daniel Webster once replied to a young man who asked him if there was " any room in the legal pro fession:" "There is always room at the top.? The better you know your busi ness the belter your chaice to rise. You can gather much information by making a wise use of your eyes and ears, and perhaps be able to surprise your, em ployer in an emergency by stepping into the next mans placeand' di scharg ing his duties satisfactorily. So learn your business. j , " Wht," said the esthetio editor as he came into the sanctum " w m7 cig intense?" Give it up,"said,Ephxaim, " Because it's too all butt," remarked R K. plaintively, His -place is now Tacant - One inob, one insertion.... 11 63 Une inch, eaea ubsequent inter UoB. .to .Quarterly, Semi-annual er' Yearly cob tracts will be made od liberal terms. Obituaries and - .Tributes of respect charged for at advertising rates. ...'. ' - No comraujrie&iions will be published un less accompanied by the fall name and ads dress of the writer. These are not requested forpublieation, but as guarantee of good' All cemmunie&tiens for the paper, and business letters, should be addressed to THE BANNER. " , - Kutberfordton, N. O TLEASANTEIES Whx do ducks put their heads nudes water? To liquidate their bills. . ' Socxbtt people, not engaged, repair to summer resorts in order to re-sort " Pais o dice lost "as the youth re- marked after an : unexpected visit from a the professor. ' Hb said her hair was dyed, and when she indignahtlj exclaimed, ' Tis false P he said he presumed so. ' , To ihb cockney Nero may not looked upon as a hero, but every cock- ney makes of his' hero an 'ero. An American optician has adopted a representation of the sun- as a trade mark probably on account of its specs. Evert one , should be charitable in judgment "She is insupportable," said -Talleyrand. Then, fearing he had gone too far, he added : "But that is her only defect" ' ; At the close of the sermon ths minis ter became impressive. T Baising .his voice, he said: "Judgment! judg-, ment ! " and a small boy in the vestibule ; shouted, "Out on first" 1 New York has. an artificial flower maker named "Ginori." That's the question generally put by the bar-tender, and the answer will in time produce artificial flowers on the answerer's nose. .- A MATtTtnrn lady declined to tell a maiden sister any of her troubles, say ing : " When ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise." "Yes," replied the sister "and I've come to the conclusion that when singleness is bliss, 'tis folly to be , wives." ' "What did you say the; conductor's ' name was?" "Glass Mr. Glass." "O, . no I " "Bat it is." " Impossible it can't be." "And why not, pray? " "Because, sir, Glass is a non-conductor." Deafening applause from the sci entific passengers. . r f ' p A fashionable New York belle boast ed, on her return from Europe, thai -: while there she had some of the most celebrated men at her feet -.- It is more satisfactory' to employ a first-class chiropodist than to goad your brother : to profanity when he uses his razor. Puck. An author says it may be regarded as ah established fact that apples will keep better in moist or damp cellars than dry ones. But that , depends altogether on how many small' boys there are in the family. It isn'to much in the humid ity of the cellar as in the gorgeability of the boy. Th twain were in a palace car v Said he, WI do believe me Tula vehicle hath lungs; " said she, M How, Thomas ? Undeceive me I " " I wIO," he added, pointing at A ventilating panel; - " It must be so, for don't you ase That Pullman-airy channel t " , Rome Sentinel, j AccoBDiNatoDr. Delauney, 'sleepers frequently compose verse or rhythmical language while they are lying on the -right side. This verse, though at times correct enough, is absolutely ' without sense." This explains the "genesis of a great deal of poetry which finds its way into a newspaper office. 0 " Pbisoneb," says'the Judge, severely, to the scoundrel who has been brought up before him on the charge of murder ing the wife whom he had ab&ndcXs ni,iir raora TOnprniOf nrTtnt. AHT1 vrai?. plead in justification of your atrocious crime?" "Well, you see, your Honor, I did it from the best of motives, i I wished to save myself from the shame of biga-' my, and to place myself in a position to make the other woman my lawful wed dedwife." ; - 1 ,. . ' "Pat," said a gentleman who was fond of using high-sounding phrase ology to his man of all work, " I am go ing to town at 10 o'clock, and shall weed out the cucumber beds in the interim." " Interim?" thought Pat " That's' s ' mighty quare name for a garden, any-" how." " Is Mr. Smith at home T asked a visitor, who called shortly afterward, "Yes, sorr; yell find him at 'work in his interim there beyant," announced Pat ':".!'.' -'.."v A WaOFFRR. i A citizen of our county tells the fol lowing as a true fact: " He had. a choice hen setting on nineteen eggs. One morning, on paying the hen a visit, he " found that she had left the nest, and he soon perceived that a large blacksnake had curled itself within. the nest Upon seeing this, the gentleman stepped back, gathered a stick and killed . the snaCB. On cutting ofl the head of the snake he took it by the tail, shaking it over the nest, the nineteen eggs dropping back into the ,nest j The eggs being left in the nest, the hen returned to her seat, and in due time she had .hatched eight- ; een little chickens, said by those who have seen them to be irare curiosities. This peculiarity is noticed in the little chickens, as being afraid of every stick that they see, running back from a "stick in the greatest terror, uttering the cry of peve, "Why is this feardoes a stiok resemble a snake? These" little things 4 are a study for naturalists, md some-" times truth is stranger man ncuon. ?,. American Jfcpvbltoafti : - 1 - IV. ill ' M! : : 1 f 1 : 1 7 - - -1 - - , v 1 ' - - - 1 1 - -3
The Rutherford Banner (Rutherfordton, N.C.)
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July 14, 1882, edition 1
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