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VOL. VI.
WATCHING THE WORtn GO BY,
Swift as a meteor and as quickly gone
night. dartS 8wifuy through the
Scorning the wood and field it hurries on,
A thing of wrathful might.
TRP fIvm f er' home a woman's eyes,
Fril W?l 7 thB ' uddeH lar Passing flar
Follow the speeding phantom till It dies
An echo on the air.
Narrow the life that always has been heis,
1 he evening brings a longing to her breast;
A8pin heart some aspiration stirs
And mocks her soul's unrest.
Her tasks are mean and endless as the days.
And sometimes love can not repay all things ;
An instrument that rudely touched, obeys
Becomes discordant strings.
The train that followed in the headlight's
flare.
Bound for the city and a larger world.
Made emphasis of her poor life of care.
As from her sight it whirled.
Thus from all lonely hearts the great earth
rolls.
Indifferent though one woman grieve and
die :
Along its iron track are many souls
That watch the world go by.
Meredith Nicholson.
THE BLUE BUTTERFLY.
"Backward, turn backward, oh Time,
in thy flight! " gaily sang Marcus Offley.
" The wiseacres say that that is an impos
sibility; but I have this day proved them
all wrong. The last 10 years of my life
are nothing but a dream, and I am a
racketing schoolboy again, with my bag
of books slung over my shoulder and a
fish line hid away in my pocket There's
the very closet Aunt Zillah used to lock
me up in when she caught me stealing
blackberry jam the same window, with
the same mended pane of glass in the
left-hand corner, under which I listened
nights when the bachelor school teacher
used to come and see her, and reproduced
him at the breakfast table next morning,
to Gran'ther Biggins's great delight! New
York is the figment of a night's sleep. I
haven't grown a day older and "
"It's a shame, " cried Rebecca, gnash
ing her small white teeth together.
"You've had every chance, and I've just
stood still. You've worked your way up
in that great newspaper office, and I've
done housework and been to weekly sing
ing school! Why is it that a man has
so much better opportunities than a
woman, I'dlike to know? Listen, Marcus.
Aunt Zillah isn't even willing to let me
take lessons of the new professor, who is
coming to establish a conservatory at
Dingford. She says it costs so much.
And I've a voice I know I've got a
voice and, if I only had a chance to cul
tivate it, I might earn $100 a year sing
ing in the choir, as well as Emily Elmer. "
"Not a bad idea," said Marcus, thought
fully regarding her.
How she had shot up in his absence,
like one of the tall red lillies in the gar
den, or the flower-de-luces under the
window this solemn eyed, olive skinned
young cousin of his! Rather pretty,
too; though in that outlandish calico
dress no one could tell what there was of
her.
'Sing something for me. Beck. Let's
hear what you can do."
Rebecca Biggins leaned back against
the rude wooden column of the portico,
a trail of creamy honeysuckle flowers al
most touching her braids of ink black
hair as she stood and burst out into one
of the triumphant hymns which, in their
church music, had most struck her
fancy
"Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve I"
and sang it through to the last word of
the last vrse.
" Well, " said she, as the perfumed sum
mer silence succeeded her lay and she
spoke as if the vocal organ" belonged to
some one else, "what do you think of it?"
"As clear as a nute, " said Marcus, "and
as sweet as a thrush! I heard Miss Flor
etta Foliati sing a solo at St. Eurydice's
last Easter Sunday when I went there
to report for the Daily Omnium that
wasn't so much better than that, although
of course there was no end of trills and
flourishes and that sort of vocal gymnas
tics about it. "
Rebecca's eyes glittered.
" Do you really think so, Mark ? Then.
if"
At that moment Aunt Zillah's voice
was heard calling loudly:
"Marcus! Marcus! Come in to your
dinner! Rebecca, why aren't you here
to dish up the stewed chicken and green
peas?
"Hello!" said Mr. Offley, as he passed
through the stuffy little parlor, "how's
the entomological collection? Oh, you
have got a beauty here! I say, Aunt Zil
lah, can I have that blue fellow for my
friend, Professor Rapparee? He's fairly
cracked on butterflies!"
"Certainly you can!" said Aunt Zillah,
with emphasis. "That blue butterfly is
worth $10, the parson says. "
"Ten dollars would just pay the price
of ten lessons at Mr. Meriam's new con
servatory, " murmured Rebecca.
"Mr. Meriam's conservatory, indeed!"
snapped Aunt Zillah. "I wonder if you'd
be so anxious to go tagging to a conserv
atory where they taught weaving rag
carpets and darning stockings ? Go and
look after the dinner at once while I
show your Cousin Marcus my collection
of moths and butterflies. But the blue
winged one is the gem of the lot. You
are right there. There ain't a dozen
specimens like it in the country, the par
son tells me. There's a collector in Bos
ton would be willing to pay most any
sum for it, I'm credibly informed. But, "
and she chuckled gleefully, "poor as I
am, there's some things money can't buy
from me."
"Well, if it was mine, I should sell it
quicker than lightning!" observed Mr.
Offley, standing in front of the glass case,
-with his hands in his pockets. "I can't
understand the spell that has bewitched
Rapparee and all those other bug mani
acs. A live butterfly, now, flying about
in the sunshine one could appreciate
(hat. But a dead mummy, stuck up be
hind a glass box, with a pin thrust
through it faugh!"
Aunt Zillah laughed again.
"Come to dinner," said she, "You're
a regular Philistine, Mark, and always
was!"
"But I say, Aunt Zillah," broke out
the young man. after the apple pie and
cream syllabubs had been duly dis
cussed, "why don't you let Beck have a
chance of cultivating that sweet little
pipe of hers?"
"Rebecca can sing well enough now, "
"But a little culture "
"Pshaw!" said Aunt Zillah.
"Those city choir singers"
''We ain't the city!" pronounced the
old lady. "And I can't afford to throw
good money down Rebecca's throat, and
I need all her time and strength to help
me with the housework; so let there bp
an end of the matter. "
The shadow of the old traditions lin
gered above Marcus Offley yet, grown
man though he was, and fighting his way
in the world.
When Aunt Zillah said, "Let there be
an ena or thematterl"in that autocratic
manner, he felt exactly as he had when
she boxed his 10 year old ears and sent
him to school.
"It's quite true what Beck says, " ob
served he, pulling the tortoise shell col
ored cat's tail. "A man does have a bet
ter chance in this world than a woman. "
"Beck says some very foolish things,"
remarked Aunt Zillah. "And they're
most of 'em put in her head at the par
sonage. I've 'most a mind to forbid her
going there 60 much. But come, Mark
get your hat. I want you to go out
and see the new Alderney calf. It's as
pretty as a picture! "
The temporary ripple produced in the
dead calm of Dingford life by the brief
visit of Mr. Offley, the New York jour
nalist, had subsided, and Mr. Villars, the
village clergyman, was sitting in his
study, cutting the leaves of a new theo
logical review, when the door opened
and in flew a dark haired olive complex
ioned maid, closely followed by his own
youngest daughter, Selinda.
"Please, Mr. Villars," panted Rebecca
Biggins, "what is to become of me?"
Mr. Villars laid down his review and
looked hard at her.
"My dear, " said he, "you seem to have
been walking rapidly. Sit down and
rest."
"Walking?" she echoed. "I've run
every step of the way! I've run away
from Aunt Zillah. She says I'm a thief
that I've stolen her blue butterfly and
sold it; else, she says, how can I have got
the money to take that first lesson at
the conservatory? And she won't
believe that I earned every cent
of it by picking wild strawberries for
the hotel people to preserve; and she says
I'm a thief, and and "
" This is very remarkable, " sa"d the par
son. "My child, don't cry. You are quite
welcome to remain here until you can
settle this strange misunderstanding in
some way. "
"I told her so, papa," said Selinda.
"But the blue butterfly?" resumed the
parson. "Do I understand "
"It is gone, "explained Rebecca "gone
out of the case entirely. Some one has
stolen it!"
"This is most remarkable," said Mr.
Villars, gettiug up and beginning to pace
the room.
"It must be a burglar," said Selinda.
"Burglars are not, as a rule, interested
in entomological collections," said the
parson.
"Besides," added Rebecca, "nothing
else is missing. It certainly is unaccount
able. And oh! to be called a thief! I
couldn't endure it; I had to run away
with both hands over my ears! "
"Your good aunt, my dear, forgets
that you are 18," said Mr. Villars. "And
she is rather an imperious woman and
masterful in her way. "
"But no self respecting girl can endure
an insult like that," said Selinda, the
champion.
"No," faltered Rebecca, "I couldn't
And so I didn't know where else to go,
and I came here. "
"You darling!" whispered Selinda;
"you came to exactly the right place.
And Randolph will be so glad when he
hears of it! "
"Don't, Selinda!" said Becky, coloring
very red.
At the old Biggins farm house Aunt
Zillah had reached down her dusty glass
ink bottle and the cedar stick pen handle,
to which a steel pen was carefully tied
with a piece of sewing silk, and was
laboriously concocting a letter to Marcus
Offley, in New York, relating to the sad
story of Rebecca's guilt
Now and then as she wrote a tear
dropped down on the page for in her
heart the sharp tongued domineering old
lady had been very fond of her niece.
"I don't want to be unjust to anybody, "
wrote Aunt Zillah, "but since I can no longer
place any confidence in the child, I would like
to have your advice as to where I can provide
for her ; and whether, at some asylum or fold
in that great city where you are, you can get
me a good smart stirring girl to
Here the silk tied pen fell down, scat
tering a cascade of little drops of ink.
Some one had come knocking violently
at the door.
"A passel for you, BMtrm, come by ex
press, " said Abraham Lincoln Scraggs,
the village scapegrace, who did all sorts
of errands when he didn't forget them.
"Paid!"
"La, me!" said Aunt Zillah. "What
can it possibly be?"
But she did not open it until she had
interposed the solid bulwark of the cherry
wood door between herself and the very
evident curiosity of the namesake of the
great American martyr.
"A wooden box, " said she to herself.
"And a paper box inside of that And
why, bless and save us, if it ain't my
blue butterfly!"
She stood staring down at the insect
specimen so intently that she did not at
first perceive the little note that had
fallen from the outer wrappings of the
box at her feet
When at last it caught her orderly eye,
an oblong blotch on the carpet, she made
an instinctive dive at it
"What next?" said she. "Be I be
witched ? What is Marcus Offley writon
to me about?
The message was very brief.
"My Dear Aunt," It said, "pardon ma for
the little trick I have played you ; but I was so
anxious to have Rapparee see this specimen,
and I knew It wouldn't be hurt in the least.
He says it's the finest this Bide of the Rockies.
and you are a lucky woman to own It; and any
time you want to sell it, he'll give you $26 for
It. 1 hope you haven t missed it, and been an
noyed. Love to Beck.
Ever your affectionate nephew, M. O."
"Well, I never," said Aunt Zillah, di
vided between rage and exultation. "If
I could just get hold of that boy's ears!
'Hopes I haven't been annoyed? And
poor dear Becky! I must go after her at
once and beg her pardon! Bless me, it
makes my blood run chill to think what
a lot o' names I called her, and she as
innocent the whole time as that white
Brahma chicken in the grass I Where's
my bonnet?
Rebecca returned to the farm house,
There was no resisting Aunt Zillah's
frank penitence and genuine regret for
all that had passed.
"Marcus is a scamp!" said Aunt Zillah.
"It's all his fault But he's right about
one thing. Your voice ought to be cul
tivated. And I won't say another wor4
of objection about the conservatory, Re
becca." "Thank you, Aunt Zillah, said Beck.
"Because really, you know, a thorough
knowledge of music church music, I
mean is almost indispensable to a min
ister's wife. And I think I almost be
Keye I shall be a minister's wife some
day!" biding her face behind the veil of
honeysuckle blooms as she murmurjd
the words.
OhJ" said Aunt Zillah, "Randolph
Villars, eh?"
"Please don't tall anybody, Aunt Zil?
Jah, " said Beck. "Jt'sa great secret at
present We are both so very young,
you see. But, oh, " with a long breath
of surprise, "what bave you done with
the blue butterfly ? "
"I!lfi Beat it back to JTew York," said
MORGANTON, N. C, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER n, 1890.
Aunt Zillah. " I'm going to sell it to Mar
cus's professor for $25. And I shall take
the
money toward a new Darlor orcan
for
you, on the instalment rrincinlA "
Oh, Aunt Zillah! The blue butterflv
that you thought so much of!" cried the
conscience stricken Rebecca, clasping her
hands.
I did set a deal of store bv it. " Raid
Aunt Zillah, slowly. " But I ain't sartin,
Rebecca, that I don't set more store by
for all I m cross and crabbed some
times. "
With tears in her eyes, Rebecca went
p to her aunt and kissed her.
The blue butterflv eertainlv rnl,lnf
up
have done that! Helen Forrest Graves.
TOWN AND COUNTRY LIFE.
IN TWO PARTS PART II.
A Year in Town.
Written for Thb Morqatton IIkkald.
An interminable roar, shouts
and street-cries of every descrip
tion "a feeling of hurry and rush
such are the sensations one has on
a Winter's afternoon in a town.
The shops are brilliantly lighted,
people pass rapidly to and fro,
rich and poor alike are bent on
pleasure or business. The Win
ter's day, so short that it is dark
before four o'clock, is rapidly
closing in, and cosy firesides and
hot tea seem most delightful after
the windy walk. In town as in
country, there are pleasant even-
,ngs generally not so dull in the
former as the latter. People "drop
in" to tea, there are dinners and
balls to pass away the time, and
everything is brightness and jol
lity. Then a walk down the cold
streets, with the clear frosty air
penetrating into ones very luners
and sending a glow through the
wnole system, is a luxury and
pleasure to be enjoyed in town
just as much as in the country,
wnue there is always the attrac
tion of shops and the eeneral
bustle of a city. Who, in London
would ever need anything more
lovely than the Kensington Gar
dens, with the "Broad Walk"
covered in snow, the magnificent
trees crusted with sparkling icicles
and a long vista of a white world,
with only a distant murmur, like
the sound of the sea before a
storm. One can be perfectly alone
in these gardens, which are lovely
in every season of the year, but
chiefly in Spring. The tender
green is just appearing, covering
the brown bare twigs with a beau
tiful soft-looking garment, the
birds twitter happily to one anoth
er, sheep are grazing peacefully
near by, and Nature seems at
rest, before bursting out into full
hie and activity. A great advant
age of town life is that there is
always something to be done
something to see, and plenty to
occupy both mind and body. An
other advantage is the facility "of
getting about from place to place;
a railway-station is close at hand,
an omnibus passes the door, cabs
are within call, and the house is
not alone without a neighbor
within five miles, or even a post
office. What can be more de
pressing than to feel that what
ever happens, help is absolutely
"ungetatable," besides the de
cidedly eerie feeling of being
alone in the depths of the country.
In the hottest weather, everyone
who can leaves town for a short
time for the country or seaside,
but really, in this country the heat
is never so unbearable as to re
quire leaving town. Many per
sons ask "what are your attrac
tions in town?" To a city mouse
the answer is ready the mere
fact of being in a town with the
bustle of human life going on
around, regular occupation, and
plenty of amusement, so that one
can wear out, ar d not ri st out,
bored unspeakably by life in the
country. Surely, it is better to
use things so. that at last theycan
be used no more, than to put them
away in a cupboard, and find them
moth-eaten or useless from rust in
a few years' time?
The page of human life is as
well worth study as that of vege
table hie, and more interesting.
In the country one is very apt to
grow narrow-minded from mere
want of knowledge of our fellow-
creatures; we grow weary of our
best friends simply because we see
no one else with whom we com
pare them and find them superior
after all; we are apt to grow
morbid and selfish being so much
alone far away from a town,
whereas in the latter there is
nearly always some one to be
found whose worrits and troubles
are heavier than ours, and we can
find relief to ourselves in com
forting or, at least trying to com
fort them.
It is all very well for people to
talk about beauty and health and
many other things, but does not
the observant person see as much
beauty on a still summer's even
ing in a town as anywhere else.
The city lies in the mellow sun
shine, with the grey smoke of
countless chimneys rising silently
to the sky, the broad river flows
on bearing on its bosom the com
merce of the nation, while every
thing is shrouded in a dim veil of
mitt serving only to enhance the
charms of pointed gables, red
roofed houses, and old churches.
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A Story of Central Corlorado.
BY E. S. WILD.
Written for Tm Diaiu).
Dear Editor : I confess I owe
an apology for taking vacation on
the story, but far Jones moi. Per
haps I should mention . here, that
the leading points of this story are
true. The hotel and its proprie
tress, Mrs. Kenney, are given
name and all ; surrounding locali
ties mentioned, are for the most
part close descriptions. The gen
eral character of people and coun
try as given, is historically cor
rect. The man Hook, is or was
during the writer's visit there in
full bloom. The killing ot the
three men, related in chapter 6,
took place shortly after my leav
ing, and was published at length
in the Denver papers, which stated
that it was known to be of Hook's
instigation, but the law could not
take hold of him. The stampede
which took place, and the dvine
of some from starvation, (as was
supposed) are facts. Mrs. Kenney
told me with tears running down
her cheeks, of some of Hook s do
ings in which she and her daugh
ter were concerned. He was the
most complete robber and cut
throat it has ever fallen to the
writer's lot to meet with, en per-
sonne.
CHAPTER VII.
The summer days were eliding
by, ripening the young shoots into
goiden autumn ripening ac
quaintance into friendship ripen-
mg 1 who win tell it?) that fair
flower which the pitying angel
handed out to mortals, as the
gates of Paradise were being
closed. The sunset glow on the
distant mountains, where eyes
and thoughts had turned in unison
as the sweet days went number
ing on, took now a deeper poetry.
as mind touched mind on higher
plan ot thought and sentiment.
More softly sunk the twilight, as
heart that had grown to heart, re
membered that the summer had
an ending and a parting. In rich
er golden fullness life loomed up,
when each had made for each, a
brighter, holier world around
them.
Picnics to pleasant groves at no
great distance, and longer excur
sions to Grande Lake, had been
frequent, and teeming with fun
and delight had they been. To
morrow was Mabel's seventeenth
birthday; some new entertain
ment must be found to celebrate
it. The evening was spent chat
ting, making and weighing plans.
Some three miles away, along the
Grande river road on the opposite
side, a number of fine elk had
lately been shut in, by a sapling
fence with their brown leaves on
that 'decorative art inclosure. It
was decided to make a picnic and
visit the elk. There would be ten
in the party, and the cam pine:
ground should be a shaded spot
within short walking distance of
the attracting animals. They were
to be well provided in every way ;
baskets for the satisfying of
hungry appetites, pencils and folio
to gratify the artist's mania, and
whatever of individual want might
be, should receive due considera
tion in the important wagon.
Who has not known the cay fun
and frolic of setting out on a pic
nic, and who would not know it
many times more, even though
they should come home in be-
drabbled garments and straighten
ed fnzlets? Ten in number and
three well loaded baskets useful
members, we must count them in
-so this thirteen, some in the
dear old wagon thumping, bump
ing, some on horseback, each mov
ing on by his own whim, passing
and repassing, changing compan
ion, some finding magnets hidden
in the baskets like a line of em
broidery on they go.
When about half way over the
journey, looking above them on
the bare and be-gnmmed moun
tain side where a few blackened
runts of trees told of a fire that
had once swept by, they saw with
surprise a huge old eagle. He
flapped his great dark wings, and
cawed in voice like a brass kettle,
that had more volume of noise in
it than the united voices of the
whole picnic. He seemed at home,
though where he kept his eyrie in
a place like that, would have been
hard to guess poverty-stricken
abode for his majesty of national
fame. The fire had laid waste all,
and even the rocks still looked
forbidding, though more than one
year had passed to make repairs.
"I would not have expected to
find that proud bird in a place so
poor and unbecoming," said one
on horseback to the rider at her
side. "Why does he not prove his
greatness by choosing from among
the towering peaks to build his
throne?"
"You would have a jewel fitly
set, I see, harmony of place and
occupant;" replied her companion.
"That is well. The finer the set
ting the more gorgeous the
house, the greater in our eye is
that which inhabits it. Such is
the world, But when this old
bird made choice of the now
seared and dismal rocks wherein
to build his eyrie, though not for
taste of lofty soaring suited, it
might have answered well to tend
his gentle mate in easy reach above
the healthful river and broad
stretch of country; choosing for
her welfare rather than his own
ambition. Has she left him now
in scorn as g rewftrd for M mean
choice?''
"I see her nort bii judge her
not too harshlv. As nothinor suc
ceeds like success, so failure must
be ever followed by misfortune.
which even a queen eagle might
not ward off. But why does he
not fly and mend his fortunes?"
The other rider smiled. "His
mate has had the better sense,
the woman's quick discernment;
so fled, and learning him to follow
when his slow vision bids him."
The road now led to a small
brook, rippling and dimpling
through the shadows of a sappling
grove which followed its course.
Here they halted and proceeded
to occupy the place for the day's
picnic. It was still early, and the
mild brightness of the day was to
their high spirits, wine upon wine.
A sort of rustic house-keeping be
ing quickly established, they went
en masse to pay their respects to
the elk. This plan was not a good
one for ;would-be sketchists; the
elk not appreciating such honor,
made a picnic of their own. Not
an instant of stillness or rest how
could even a pencil of genius fol
low such skipping about? Heads,
antlers, bodies, legs, appeared on
the canvass in wild dismember
ment But all added to the jolity
and fun; it was highly exciting
and they would at least carry off
the animals piece-meals.
With appetites like hungry
wolves, they scarcely waited the
noon hour for a change of pro
gramme. Stores from the large
baskets were spread out upon the
white linen, and "music by the
band" was amply furnished, from
most unquiet tongues and voices.
Mabel's seventeenth birthday
they should celebrate it in fitting
style; toasts must be offered at
the banquet
"Well here's mine" said, her
friend Jenny, "That is reward for
our honoring the event with this
banquet, she brings us all here
to celebrate the next."
"And the next, and the next,"
cried Fannie.
Where t'r I jro
TnriMiKti life. I know
This day I'll never fiwvt ;
Nor I be sapling wood
hketrhlnir elk If I rwukl.
Nor Mabel's birthday banquet.''
BOS 8 TOAST.
"I would I were a poet like to thee. BotM.
with a rliarworty at the grand culmination at the
(ueUIUuoua chiming at the end !"
"Oune one come all.
k-nder and talL
Com to the banqwt of Mabrl ;
Ihince by the lruukldc,
KIik to Ibfvrho wlile.
But dout Jump up on the table."
Of course they all laughed it
didn't take much to make them
laugh.
Butter and honey
Is better than money ;
But the best thing on 'arth b our Madeline's
funny."
More laugh
I care not for jewels or velvet or aaahca.
Them's somellilDK I dont understand ;
But give me my portion
Of wealth and promotion.
In the light under Mabel a eyelashes."
"Ah now we must leave the field
to the gentlemen," said a voice.
Mabel heard all in blushing
silence.
( To be continued!)
Resolutions of Bespect.
Chambers, N. C, Aug. 21, 1S90.
To the Editor of The Herald:
Whereas, The hand of Divine
Providence has removed from our
midst our late Bro., Rev. Thomas
A. Dorsey, and
Whereas, It is but just that a
fitting recognition of his many
virtues should be had, therefore
be it
Resolred, By Chambers Alliance
No. 1122, that while we bow with
humble submission to the will of
the most High, we do not the less
mourn for our Brother who has
been taken from us.
Resolved, That in the death of
Thomas A. Dorsey, this Alliance
has lost a worthy member, a friend
and companion who was dear to
us all, a citizen whose upright and
noble life was a standard of emu
lation to his fellows.
Resolved. That the heartfelt sym
pathy of this order be extended
to his widow, Mrs. Lettie Dorsey
in her bereavement
Resolved, That these resolutiors
be spread upon the records of this
Alliance and a copy thereof be
transmitted to Mrs. Dorsev and a
copy to The Morganton Herald.
b. M. Asbury,
Jos. A. Dale,
P. P. LORBACHER,
Committee.
Prof. VT. E. Abernethy for tha Legisla
ture. Bridgewater, N. C, Sept 1, '90.
To the Editor of The Herald:
I was surprised at the result of
the Senatorial Convention, as there
was a strong impression among
the people that Prof. W. E. Aber
nethy was the choice. The selec
tion of Mr. Avery was a good one
and will be supported, but Prof.
Will has always given his services
to the Democratic party without
reward, and I think it ungrateful
to wait longer. In the present
emergency it requires an able man
for the Legislature, new questions
will come up and it will require a
man who is able in eloquence to
cope with the lawyers in the body.
I suggest the name of Prof. W.
E. Abernethy for the Legislature.
In him we will have one of the
most able debaters in the county,
a faithful democrat, and a man
that deserves, and should have
some recognition from the party.
Respectfully,
LlN Vll-LE,
Happy Hooaiers.
Wm. Timmons, Postmaster of Ua-
ville, Ind., writes: "Electric Bitters
has done more for me than all other
medicines combined, for that bad feel
ing arising from Kidney and liver
trouble. John Leslie, farmer and
stockman, of same place, says : "Find
Electric Bitters to be the best Kidney
and Liver medicipa. made me foci like
a pew man." 4 Y Uardqer, bard
ware merchant, same town, sars
I'EJectrio Bitters is just, the thing for
man who is all run down and don't care
whether he lives or dies ; he found new
strepgth, good appetite and felt just
like he had a new lease on life." Only
50c. a bottle, at C S. Kingsmore s
Drug store.
NO. 26'
FjC Thi McmuAK-rox II mala.
A V OTHER CHILD TS HEAVEN.
A ralr-bstrcd. bloe-eyrd mil bmr.
Ills father's prtde. his motbrrs Ky,
la -ood's acre redUxa.
Above the din snd dost of carta
AuiXber trem of ixrtm worth
In Udrkaa splendor solacr.
The irWful voice ts silent now.
And cuid In death Iter snowy brow
Ot mothers precious one :
Bat In God s choir that vr-e win ring.
In every rapturous soar tbry sing
of victory. Utro the Sonl
Then sorrowing mother, dry thy tears
A tew more swimy moving years
WU1 mil above thy brad
A few more storms there are to brave.
And lorn, the quiet of tne grave
Beside thy cbtTbOted dead !
O. what h death t n but release
front ardKMi umI a blest su-craae
I' ruin every earthly pais 1
Then mourn not fur thy Utile one
Ilia race of lite, tboagn quk-kly ran.
Brought everUallng gala I
U. D. Lsotits.
TORTURE FOR HOURS.
The Horribla Exparisnca of Xr. Robt.
Sharps, as Told by Him.
Greensboro Patriot.
In the historv of the horrible
tortures and wonderful escaoes
from death, none furnish more
thrilling details or affecting scenes
than that of last Monday, when
Mr. Robert Sharpc, and a negro
were buried in the bottom of a
ell.
It seems that the neero noticed
the crumbling begin at the top,
and made a jump to get out in
lime, out too late to effect his es
cape. Down came the rocks upon
him and Mr. Sharpe, burying both
many feet under the surface of the
earth. So soon as the accident
was discovered work was begun
with intense vio-or in removincr th
earth and stones, though little
nope was had tor the lives of the
men.
Calls were made, but no answer
for a long time.
Mrs. bharpe was near the open
in e and. almost frantic with p-rief.
cried for her husband to answer.
Finally a smothered voice
heard, and by keeping extremely
quiet a lew words were distin
guished. They were : "Good bye,
dear wife : the water is risinc
rapidly. I will soon be dead."
No one can deDict the feelinc-
of the wife. Here within a few
feet was her beloved husband
slowly awaiting death and noth
ing could be done to save him.
Those enf-aced in the work rf
rescuing and the onlookers were
greatly affected, and the horror of
tne situation was made stronger
by the agonizing tears of the wife.
II- 1- J -..
vuis. was cuniinuca wun re
newed vieor. and finally at the
depth ot 16 feet the negro was
found. At first all supposed him
dead. Blood was pouring from
gashes on his head, and he bore
the anoearance of a dead man On
lifting him out, however, and ex
amining him, it was found that he
was merely stunned, and his
wounds were not at all serious.
The excavation was then raoiDlv
pushed until Mr. Sharpe was
reached. lie was nerfectlv con
scious, but weak and badly bruised.
lie could talk, however, and bis
picture of his sufferings rivals
those experienced by Tantalus.
lie says he wassittin? with his
back against the rock wall and
workinsr on the oumo when the
first warning was received that the
wall was falling upon him. He
immediately threw one arm over
his head to Drotect it from the
stones which tumbled down upon
him and pinned him in this posi
tion. Some of them were laree. and
by their fall gashed and bruised
him terribly. So securely pinned
was he that not a muscle could be
moved, save the fingers of one
hand. Just where this was fastened
was the only space through which
air could enter, and at times he
was almost suffocated. The open
ing would occasionally be closed
bv the settling of the dirt, and by
the moving of his fingers he could
cause tne opening to again allow
air to pass.
Once or twice he effected this
great difficulty, and before he ac
complished it, was at the point of
death by suffocation.
This horrible state can be better
imagined than expressed, but the
horror was increased by the
rapidly rising water.
Ihis, which was only a few
inches deeo when the crumblinc-
took place, was up to his shonlders
at the time the negro was rescued.
Mr. Sharpe says the time between
the recue of the negro and his own
seemed a century, and at times he
was so near crazy as to long for a
speeay ueatn. 1 he water rose
more slowly, however, and when
taken out, was not quite to his
chin.
He is now in bed and in a serious
condition, though it is thought he
will recover. The negro is out
and walking around, and will be
reaay lor work in a day or two.
Their escape is miraculous, and
their sufferings such as will have
10 dc aepicted by the imagination
of our readers.
Remaxkabla Bsacua.
Mrs. Michael Curtain. Plain field. I1C
makes the statement that tha r.nki
cold, which settled on ber lungs ; she
waa tresteu 1 or a monui Dy ner farnuj
physician, but grew worse, lie told her
she was a kojMlesa victim ofeoiuumpt mm
uvi uu meuicine couia cure ber
Her drusreist suetresteil Dr. Kin". v.
Discovery for Consumntiontsha kAmrhi
a bottle and to her -delight found her
self benefited from first dose. She con
tinued iu use and after taking ten bot
tles, found herself aonnH anH woll iu.
does her own housework and is as well
as she ever was. Free trial bottlea of
this Great DutooTery at C. 8. Kings
more s Drug Store, large bottles 50c
and iJVOO. .
Bergs' Family Xadidaa.
One half bottle of Beggs' Diarrhea
Balaam will not only relieve, but effect
a permanent and lasting cure of any
case of colic. Diarrhea, dysentery or
in; animation of the bowels. Price S3
cent. Sold and warranted by John
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THE RUTHERFORD COLLEGE,
NORTH CAROLINA,
WUlfpn Fall Term, Aug. 6th,
IT 1th a full rctr-r rt .t
extended course of study. Board,
from tSiA a j j
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Tuition, from 1 to l per month.
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never brighter than at present,
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Rutherford College, N. C
FEMALE COLLEGE,
JBOKO, y. c.
GISEESSBOBO.
TIIF! KrTVT-niKT ctvcmw -
this well known Institution will begin
. . . u"7 " aagan, l?ieu.
la ak ,4 1 a I .a . .
Mkiiwa 10 inorougn instruction
In the Literarr rVniPM ..i -a .
gea are offered in the department of
Instrumental and Vocal Music, Elocu-
wo. art, ana rbymical Training.
Charraa nuwlrt v ..1
arply to
KEV. DR. B. F. DITOV. P.mi
jun2ft-2m pd.
Amherst Academy.
NOrmi CATAWBA, N. C,
FAIL TERM CPEMS ACSUST 4TH. 1893.
Healthy locality.
2. Moral surroundings.
3. Thorough work.
4. Itegnlar debates.
5. Hates very reasonable.
C PretMrtMi for mr mium ;
the State.
For particulars, address
ILL. MOORE,
' P Principal.
DAVENPORT FEMALE COLLEGE,
LENOIB, 1ST: C.
Trie bet school lor Toting ladles
timirrn .onil UtrOilDs.
A full faculty of aclmlarltr r:
ed. and cultured teachers. All are
rraduates of the best ac boots of the
United states. Liberal and useful
courses of study. Music and Art art
prominent speciaJtie. Aims to develop
the highest type of cultured woman
hood.
For health, the location, and climate)
cannot be surraaed. The buildings
renovated and comfortably furnished.
New furniture and appliance.
i ne scnooi refers to any of iu patron.
For Circulars an.! fn ri K r
tion, add rem
a Ji7 MIJilCKi A. B., Pres.
dec 2-tf
GILMER HIGH SCHOOL
This school is specially n.!anf el
to gire dots a thorough traininr
or troiifgc sou lor tue Dasiness
pursuits.
e will devote special attention
in preparing teachers for the fre
school work.
Prices ran re from 2 to tt nor
month.
Board can be had st war
month.
When it is desired, nntwla rm
make arrangements to hoard
themselves.
This school will bepin on 1st tsr
of September, 1S90.
l-or rurtber partlcnla raddress
the principal,
JOHN A. GILMEIi.
jul0 3 m.
CLAREMONT COLLEGE,
IIICKOUY.N'.C.
HIGHEST GRADE SCHOOL,
FOB GIRLS IX THE SOUTH.
Best advantage in Higher English,
an sou Latnguage.
A foil Collegiate Coarse with De
gree oi A. li.
Special Conrses in all Departments.
UiKher in Grade, Superior ra Scholar-
auip, miter in equipment. Abler
in Faculty, and More Comfort
able in Home Life than any
School in the South.
Send for circular.
WILL. II. SAXBOKN. Pres.
Notice.
All persons bavins; claims against the
estate of P. U. Warlick, deceased, will
present thetn to tha ondersigned on or
before the 20th day of July. 1S91. or
this notice will be plead in bar of their
recovery. All persons owing said es
tate will pay at once.
July 1. 1390. A. J. SMITH.
july24-U Administrator.
Notice.
HsvtBf Uils y awtv qaine4 as ad ml Mrs
or ot huawi A. MniB.ari all ran tea tas
te eialaaa strslast M estate are sereey auO
Be4 to a m ut tarn) to ssa wit 1.1 a laalea
Kiatas. or tats aottrw nu tw plead la sar of
taelr recovery; sad SU peraoaa tdeM4 to
said estate ara souac o aak steaeat as
sad save cm. H H. m.-ch. a,i-
BJ.T. PERkl.Va.AU7.
Sol K. 1st.
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