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y- i . i i . ! vr; . "! ;. . Y i :; f r " f DAVIS & ROBINSON, Editors and Proprietors. VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE, -THAT GIVES IT ALL ITS FLAVOR,' TERMS-l$1.50 per Annma, in Advance. VOL. 1. -TUESDAY MORNING, APRIL 7, 1874. TSTO. 1G. 3U j ; 3 z 1 WlWOT nil lY'.Y'vV':'v ; lb vj: YY: sV iriffn j h I ; ' " ,"Y'' i V . f OXFORD, GRANVILLE , COUNTY, j K C, i i . i i -f i i i i love tou rosEVEE. j;; I shall not forget' you ; the years may be ' tender, : I ' , : ' ; t f Bat vain are their efforts to soften my I smart, . ; , '' ... . .. .; : ";v I . But the strong hjinds of time are too fee i ' ble and slender . ' To garland thfe grave that it made in my heart. Your image is ever about me before me. Your voice floats abroad on the voice of the wind; 1 'And the spell of your presence in absence is o'er me!, I And the dead tot the past in the present I I find. I-cannot forget given, . you ; the one boon un- The boon of ybur love i3 the cross that; i I bear ; In the midnight pi sorrow I vainly have - ; striven, To crush in my" heart the sweet image t i hid there. . , To banish the beautiful dreams that are i thrnnrnnr ;. ; r - ' TliejhVls of r it i my memory dreams worse tha vain, For the one drop withheld I am thirsting ; and longiiig, ' ; : For the one jof denied me, I'm pining iu pain. ,i ' ? I wo&ld not forget 3rou ; I live to remem- bcr ' Tlie beautiful hopes, that bloomed to decay, And brighter tin in June glows the bleak est December, . "NVlien peopled with ghost of the dreams passed aw ly. J Once loving- you truly, I love you f or- ' .. eveV; - '::':! .': "' J I mourn not in weak, idle grief f oir the 1 But the love in iriy bosom can never, oh, f ( - t ,7.-7 never, Pass out, or another pass in, first or last. j Exchange. I LILLIAN AIXSLEY. I By James A Ectinscs. " " '! I "Beauty thou nejrer hast beheld, unless': fThouched with sadness and distress.'' I The time at wliicli my sketch Ibegins was Spring. . The Jbuds were opening into full 'growii flow ers, leaves were unfolding, and the trees that had worn a gloomy appearance were-decking them fselves in mantles of green. The birds had begun to carol their Jsimpledays.- It was indeed a sweet time to stroll among the wild woods, f Who does not; love -this beautiful f world its sunshines, its shades, V its beauties and its sadness. ' It was a twilight hour. The lit I tie twinkling! stark were shining I in all their brilliancy in the deep I blue skr. Tlie biids and blooms I were reposing silently. Nature's f rest seemed too tranquil to be j broken by worldly strife. Yet the 'contrast wa painful when, com t pared to the. beatings and emotions ! of a heart yoitng and tenderA Lillian Ainsley was the -only i daughter of a fond father and af 1 fectionate mother. She was "a I beautiful youbg girl of sixteen, fa rare beauty tin her own: uncon scious loveliness. Auburn ring lets nestled upon " ber bosom and the smile wliich wreathed' her pimpled mouth played with chil34 like beauty upon her fine features. Her youthful J heart knew nought -bijt goodness and 'her simple, art lessness' won the love of all who knew her. I ' : ! ' . ' ' : I Lillian had none to lavish her J. devotedness upon save her parents. None did :I say ? : There was 1 one other. Her love was fastened up-j on an aosent one rand :oh ! bow I lofty in its bearing: and how deep fin its devotion1 is the heart of wo-1 man.; , ; . r:; ; '" '. Henry, tMerton, the idol of her Jieart, was a ybung'man of hand- pcrsonlappearance. nossess- fine talents, and dwelt in the - But a barrier seemed to be aris ing' .to prevent their marriage, whicji was to take place in a short time ; parental affection had en twined itself . too strongly Wound the sweet girls heart. Lillian lov ed ijer parents and they, i loved their daughter .with a ' devotion that knew no bounds. Their hearts were sad when they thought how soon their .child woTild j be anoth er's. And when they -saw with what anxiety she looked forward for the coming of him whose path way she had promised to strew with happiness, they were indeed melancholy. : One day she was more sad than usual and the tears came into her fathers eyes as he gazed upon the lovely being before him. She seem ed to him to be wasting away day by day, and fading like a precious flower nursed' too tenderly. She was as trustful as a dove and en tie as a lamb. u. was hard for him to give her : for amid the world's coldness he had turned to his bird-like Lilly. Her young heart ! dreamed not that the world was selfish. But, gentle Lillian, your dreaming were but mockery, for this world is cold, too cold for such an innocent bud as you to bloom long. - Her devoted parents did not think that a flower, so full of it3 own sweetness could wither and die. I : . But ithose fond parents were soon to be separated from the idol of their hearts, for in 'a - few. weeks she was married and left the home of hex childhood i-forever. With what pride did the young husband take his "sweet Lilly" to his, own distant home, now made happy by her , presence; "With what bright anticipations did he look 'forward to the future when she should be his comforter and adviser in old age. Vain hope ! Little- did he think that before the happy journey down "the stream of time, which he had promised himself to sail so pleasantly, sliould be hardly commenced, his little bark would be wrecked and its lovely helmsman lost that , his own sweet wife would .wither with the beau tif ul ; flowers, ' leaving his home! desolate. But t the gentle flower he had planted in his home was too tender to bloom long amid the chilling blast of this 'cold world. e lonar there was a chansre in the home of this happy man-yin-stead of being joy and ; happiness all seemed sad and momning ; for our orjee beautiful Lillian has pass ed way. The feelings of that fond husband as he bent over the bed of his dying wife and gazed for the last time on that sweet flower, now Withered, and dead, whose fragrance ne had been allowed to enhale for so short a time, .was in describable. ' - ; 1 And on ! what inust have been the feelings of. those- fond parents when the sad I intelligence was borne; to. them that their rbeloved daugliterwas now indeed separat ed from them forever, while they remained' , on earth. Their inno cent flower had only been; trans planted to Heaven, there to bloom forever ,:: ; 77,i ; : And nbw,: kind reader, my "task is Idnemy' tale isftbid?""; and I claim urpardon for liaving tingl ed (to deeply with badness, but the heart has its said moments as well .ras it nappones, ! and it has been beautifully compared l to' a harp "wliose strin sjs are interwoven with the finest feelings of the soul." X have touched a chord in my own heart!1 ' ; fg An editor asks hji subscri bers to pay him that : he; might play the same joke on his creditor. . . rZT An awful swellThe cheek after a toothache. ' - . i C For the TorcIAgt; TEE AST 07 EASLY FEINTING. : BY ONE OF! THE CRAFT. ' It has often beentrulv said that printing has been ; careless in tak ing care of its own history, white it preserved the history of all other arts. ; . ' . : ' - r ,-.J- ': ' The first application j of the yclept art preservative ' was to the manufacture of playing cards and 'devotional pictures, which were printed fromr originals carved on wood yet Marco Polo, who re turned from China about; the lat ter j part of the thirteenth century, described the fabrication of paper money by means of a stamp and vermilion :pigment. Prpcopias, in his "Histona Arcana,,? says that : the Emperor Justinian, not being able td write his name, had a piece of pasteboard, through which was carved the four letters Just, and being laid on th paper, served as a guide for his pen, which was dipped in red fluid. Justinian lived ih Virgil's time. " But we , printers ot the ' present age contend that John Gutenbiirg, who wTas born in MentzL A. JD. 1400, and who practiced his pro fession most successfully for .'the period of fifteen years L in Stras burg, was the original-inventor of the art preservative. During Gut enburg's career) two hundred im pressions per day was considered a day's take for t)ie pressman ; but to-day the speed of the world-renowned 'flloe Ten Cy lender Ke volvinf: Press": ji between two and three thousand impressions per hour, and even, tljie old ."Hoe Wash-, ington Press" nq w makes between tvf and three hundred impressions per hour. , . j V Faust's press was very rude and much - slower than Gutenburg's, It was made entirely of wood, and consisted ; of a table along side of which ; the coifib . containing: the form,; and furnished with! a tym pan and frisket, ; was (pushed by hand. The plaien worked verti cally between bearers, tkev impres sion being regulated by screws. Xo improvement, : however, was made ? on this press until 1601, when Baew invented a spring to the platen. .' When, where, and by who print ing trom movable - type wras ;iirst practiced, is yet a mystery to the world as well as;the cratt. r Job printing seems to have been known: near half a century before newspaper ' printing was ever in vented, for an unknown printer of great merit practiced the, art of job printing in Mentz, as early as 1418, and no one knew what time he established his business in that ancient city, : ; : '. , But, to come: nearer ; home, we learn that "Wnv. Bradford was the first printer in the now great me tropolis, having; practiced i his art in New York: in 1690. ? "Charlotte Guillard was the first female " printer. She worked ex clusively on music, At that tiine (1500) the idea was considered ridiculous for females to learn the art; but to-day there is a very large; number ofT them at work on the Continent: ' j h 0 ''.'iMAcnEtOR's'HALL',1 Oxford K. C. -- " it! ; ; t it?7 A sweet little boy, ; only eight years 9ldblesshislittle heart talked ' into the scene of thel 'teacher's: examinatibn atf Os wego last week, and .bawled ' out, "Annie,1 'your ' fellow is down to the house!" , cure for liis new show, a- inan;who does not blame his wife for every thing that goes wrong about -his house." .. ... .-'. '"' .-' r . " . Odd-fellows', haul A rich wife. J : POPPING THE QUESTIOU. : One long summer afternoon there came to. Mr-Davidson's the most curious specimen ot an.olu bacn- jelor the world ever heard of. He was old. sravv wrinkled, and odd. He "hated old women, especially bid maids, aud wasn't afraid to pay so. , He and and aunt Patty lhad it hot and heavv whenever chance threw them together ; yet ptill.he'came and it was noticed that auut Pattv took unsual nains kvith her dress whenever he was expected.:. One-dav the contest wrasred unu sually strong, and aunt Patty left in disgust, and" went out into the gardem ? The bear P she muttered to her- eelf, as. she stooped to gather a nower which attracted her atten tion.? . - .1 -; . . ! f What did you run awav for?' said a graft voice close behind her. f lo get rid or you. .. jYou didn't dor it did you V . fKo you are worse than a mn lockburr !' V. . . : jYou wron't get rid of me neith er r :- . i : fl won't eh?' f Only one wav.' . Arid that r fMarry me.' What, us two fools get married what would' people say V That's nothing to us. Come say yes or no ; I'm in a hurry.' f Well, no, then !V fVery well ; good bve ! I shan't come again!' : . i : :j Stop a bit what a pucker you are ih !: : : ' ; . - fYes orjno?' fl must consult- ' . v jf All right, I thought you were. Good byl' .' - " jJabez Andrews, don't be a fool ! Come back, come back, I say ! "WthyV I believe1 the critter has taken nie for earnest; Jabez An drews, I'll consider., 1 i ; I don't want any considering,!! am goingj Becky tastings is wait ing for me. . I' thought ; I,d give you -the first chance Patty. All right. Good bye !? Jabez ! Jabez ! fThat stuck up Beck Hastings shan't have him, if I die for it.) Jabez, yes ! Do vou hear ? Yes !" : :: . - H r . Flcricultnre; - V. All lovers ! of flowers must re member that one blossom allowed tOiHiatureor "go" to seed" injures the plant more than a dozen new bu els. Cut your flowers, then, all ofthem, begin to fade. : Adorn ycair room with tliem ; put them on your tables ; send boquets to your friends who have no flowers; or jexchange favors with those who have. You will surely find that the more vou cut oft' the more vou willl have. - All roses after they have ceased to bloom should be cut back,' that the strength of the root may go to form new roots for next year. On bushes not a seed shbnld be " allowed to mature. Scribmr. . ' . . X. : -' I little Things. - : ' 'ir-'-"'-- -- - l r 'l-h-" ; Xifq is made up of little things. He I who travels over a continent must go step -by step, lie who writes a book must do. it sencence byj sencencev dHe :who ; learns Science must master it fact by factj anjfl principal by principals -What is (the happiness of pur: life : made up; 4 of ? '. Little :, courtesies, .. little kindnesses, pleasant words, genial sniiles, a friendly lettle good wishes; an;d good .deeds.. ' One in a mil lion once in a lifetime tmay: do a lieroine . action ; but the little things that make up our life come every day and every hour. If we make the-little events of life beau tiful and good then is the whole life full of beauty and ccdiie::?. For the Torch-Light. ; The Hone of m.y Youth., I :' ; "; J. A. B. I - My boyhood's home ; . : The name, oh ! how dear. It brings a .sweet pleasure, , A sruile and a tear. Thoughts of thee ever , I With memory's tide, ' ' Come joyfully, as breeze-like Fast by me they glides I " !:; - ... ' . The hours of my childhood !. Ilave ..passed ; away ; I They glittered like dew-drops, As brief were their stay.: I think of the village, j The church and the stream, The faces flit by me . j Like shapes in a dream, i Oxford, X. C. . .. . , ;r : Memories. i , In every human life there are a few-bright episodes; there are events that are always pleasant to recall ; there are scenes that be come so permanently 7 fixed in the mind that every form aud figure in and about them that pleases us, dwells in our recollection. : W may wander to the very limits c this habitable word, but still th are periods in our experience charms the soul, as some visi enchantment. In the che hcur3 of chilhood, when : m becura to disturb the monoU. roll of unceasing pleasure entirely unconscious of tlu ous causalities to which ,1: posed. Old. memories ! v. forget them ! Tlie un i of them. ; Yon . ! falling rain, and v tree tops. They are . on the -tablets of our by some invisible ha?1 inellaceable throut The gray headed c sits groaning beneL. of years, is cbmfor4 sweet reminiscence Oh ! memories, foi Fair phamtoms of c j Realities of present da. And dreams of lor"" : Flat River, ST. P Short . j '.' BY JOSn!BILLl- i-' ' : Most every one ' a slahderj : but thi but despise the air5 "What "a hearu would be if there y it , : ' vt '"Wise men are ne while phools are alr at everything that The. world at . 1: by our sukcessV ' Withoutmoney, wi and without impuden low down in .this ,.w( man kah git, and ke . , The dog that will body ant worth a cuss. AYize men sometinr castles, but tare the when they get thru ; ; phoolsj who - buiht thi undertake to Hv in 't1 A. klean conscienc eat and a good digest . three best kards in tfec Sum folks never, get rt are alwus behind" hand ; ; some of ' them be too 1? their'own funeral. Cgf A sentimental Ui. "it is comforting to know th eye watches fondly for bur c6 and looks brighter when we coi, A cbtemporary is grieved to let that his "brother of the quill h a wife with' one eye." - ; - 13, "Murder "H oat," And it ccn!s that'k L:. 0xt cit h having a luh. eld tim? t:t r.::d dovrn the h.nd. THE FARM. BY BART. Tim' Grange business is a goc thlngiibr somebody. It only cos: three dollars to get in at first and thenliie balance of your small pockeli change from time to time as th! exigencies of tlie movement dcmalll. " The Grangers are play ing sb&e sort of a game marbles perha&--and t:he object seems to be tot j break up the : rings and knock but the middle-men. It is well j Nmoiigh to Jet tliepi have 'a . little! amusement ; for : their lives are lives of toil and I do sincerely hopeqthat a little recreation will do them gootL "Any-vay it can" do ;n6iarm, as the midd : are always represent '.V i k'( . f mej brokei p watcn3c as t1,;Vf dh tlie fl . 'W v . . s tf.C'isthinir, a H a: M 111.. II t i V. .1) Ciwll.I C wLI . j lit," r i 'dollar.. 'mid ycimd. Ra.:cl:; thev 4 :i with. -U'ltv to tho.viiroi-. ci'fancv ilk Wiiu- cnrc:it..:tta D r.z of licvY''-' Lz. vi'bo, .:ththc-e drnnuL : frran Ley will pi . . - t vrko ffien c;vy ..-ill II1- liUbl.il1 ; fa., (nni: i? ..ne bir(. : ;. : h lightly in ii: v.j "over Hi h V that : i xt tender : . i 'C iii the ii. 7. 3 memory c i j a I -i .id. r it - v ' y
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