VOL AIV.
NO. 39.
YADKINVILLE. YADKIN COUNTY N. 0 . WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 13, 1907.
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Anglo-Indian
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we are,” he observed,
she recovered herself
w>v >r>r >r >r >r n
CHAPTER XV. 10
Continued.
Winyard, who w'as a step behind
her, appeared almost to have fore
seen the mishap, for his arm was
round her before it was possible to
know whether she would have fallen
or not. It was doubtless owing to
the narrowness of the steps that he
found it necessary to throw his right
arm around her, instead of content
ing himself by supporting her with
his hand.
‘‘Perhaps
gravely, as
quickly and passed on.
‘‘Perhaps avo are what?” she
asked, keeping her face studiously
turned from him, and plucking little
tufts of lichen from the wall as she
passed.
‘‘Foolish! ”
“I am, at any rate,” said Lena,
with a little laugh. “I never do re
member that silly step. The w'ay it
tilts forward when one stands on it
is most alarming. Now, I am sure
you had forgotten it.”
“Excuse me, I remembered it.”
“And you did not warn me. Per
haps you wished me to tumble down
to the bottom, and come to an un
timely etui in the depths of the
Broom water.”
Winyard did not, answer at once;
he appeared to be pondering over
the Avords before he spoke them.
“Perhaps,” he said, in a voice so
lowT that Lena coukl scarcely hear it,
‘.‘perhaps I wished to haA'e the pleas
ure of saving you from all that.”
Then the ingenuous youth changed
the conversation-skilfully, knowing
that maidens are delicate in their
susceptibilities, and love little a joke
that is pressed too far. That loose
step, with its alarming weakness,
Avas never again oA'erlooked by Lena;
and by some strange sinuosity of her
maiden mind, abetted by her imagin
ative heart an unfathomable shal
low, all criss-cross currents—she
came to low ng it beyond its forty
seven rnossA fellows.
CHAPTER XVI.
An Interview.
The moon had bravely taken up j
her nightly task of sweeping clear ■
the heavens. But there was some
huge clouds that promised to strain
her cleansing powers to the utmost.
Winyard Mistier sat on the stone
sill of his bedroom window, ten feet
from the ground, with his legs dang
ling in the darkness, and listened
absently.
The scene was so lovely, the thou
sand night odors so sweet, that the
time slipped rapidly away, while the
watcher almost forgot to note its
passage. He had been sitting there
nearly half an hour, when at length
he heard the rustle as if some one
moving through the underwood upon
the slope down the stream. With a
last whisper of admonition to Adonis,
he placed his two hands on the win
dow-sill and threw himself far out
into the darkness. He lighted softly
on the mossy turf and crossed the
lawn.
His eyes were accustomed to the
darkness, and he could recognize the
form of each stately tree, drawn in
sharp black filigree against the gray
sky. In the shadow of the wall at
the foot of the long flight of steps he
soon discovered a tall figure leaning
against a tree, with the leisurely pa
tience of one who knows that his
waiting is not in vain.
For a moment it struck Winyard
that if this man had evil intentions,
nothing would he easier than to
shoot him as he descended the steps
with the moonlight shining full upon
his face; but the thought was only
fleeting, and untinged writh any likeli
hood of turning to a fear.
As the young Jimgusnman ap
proached, Ivan Meyer stepped for
ward, and, with an artist’s ever-pres
ent love of harmless effect, raised j
his hat and said:
“Monsieur Mistlev?”
Winyard was one of those unfortu
nate people whose sense of humor is
irrepressible—unfortunate, because
it invariably strikes at the wrong
moment, and because the possession
of it makes one see deeper pathos
in every-day life than those whose
smile is slower. The incongruity of
the whole affair suddenly forced it
self into Winyard’s thoughts, and he
was thankful that his face was in the
shade as he raised his hat slowly and
coldly, with a truer knowledge of
dramatic effect than Ivan Meyer pos
sessed.
“I am Winyard Mistley,” he ex- .
plained. “It is is, perhaps, my elder j
brother with whom monsieur wishes !
to converse.”
It may have bee.n that Meyer
thought he detected a slight shade of
irony in the formality of his reply,
for he instantly dropped the cere
monious mode of address in the
third person.
“No, monsieur, it is yourself whom I
I seek,” he said with a nervous hesi- i
tatiou which did not fail to raise him J
considerably in his companion’s esti
mation. “You will pardon my in
discretion, but I was hard pressed
before I thought of yissistanoe—jju
can believe that?”
With characteristic foresight the
ryoung Englishman began to wonder
how much money he had about his
person, as he bowed in acquiescence.
Instantly Ivan Meyer saw that his
words had been misconstrued, and
he hastened to explain.
“I am here,” he said in a tone
showing more self-assertion, “to ask
a strange favor.”
“I will endeavor to assist you,
Monsieur-”
“Meyer—Ivan Meyer. I am a Rus
sian by nationality, a Swede by
rights — for I am a native of the
Baltic Provinces.”
Again Winyard bowed, and waited
with some unsympathetic silence for
some further information.
“You know the name of Marie
Bakovitch, monsieur?”
“I do.”
“She is at present at Walso, near
to here.”
“Do you come to me on the part
of mademoiselle?” asked the Eng
lishman somewhat coldly.
“No; I come on my own account.”
“Indeed!” Winyard moved rest
lessly from one foot to the other, and
by casting glances up at the clouds,
down toward his own boots, and in
discriminatingly around, indicated
gently that he was not desirous of
prolonging an interview with this
mysterious youth.
Suddenly Ivan Meyer took cour
age, and stepping closer to his com
panion said passionately:
“I come to you because you have
ruined my life. I am -the lover of
Marie Bakovitch. Her love for me
—or the prospect of winning it—
was the one bright spot in my ex
istence, which has been as dark as
that of every young Russian. For
her I worked night and day in the
hopes of one day becomiifg a great
artist; for her sake I would willing
ly have, thrown my life away. But
for her swreet influence I would have
become a Terroist, fighting a glori
ous battle by means so foul that God
can only frown upon the righteous
side and unhold the tyrant. For her
sake I forgave my father’s exile, my
mother’s death, my own miserable
childhood; and just at the moment
v’hen happiness seemed within my
reach, when I felt sure of winning
Marie's love, you rose upon the
bright horizon of my joy; and now—
now you are driving her mad. 1
should have hated you; at one time,
I thought I did, but now I know that
it is not you, but your power, that I
hate. I have known of Marie’s pro
ject for a year, and have ever striv
en to make her give it up. It is
not for your sake that I have done
this, but for hers; nevertheless, I
have some claim upon you. Surely
I am justified in calling upon you
now, in the name of all you hold sa
cred, to obey me—to come, now,
with me to Marie Bakovitch!”
“But,” said Winyard, with true
British calmness, “but what good
can I do?”
“I do not know; ive are in the
hands of Providence; but she is for
ever asking for you,” replied the
Russian, defiantly.
“For me?”
“Yes; in her moments of calmness
the name of Mistley is ever on her
lips, and v’hen she becomes excited
she attempts to come out to* seek
you. I have locked her in our little
sitting room, promising to come and
find you. Sometimes I think she is
mad, monsieur, and at other times
I think I am so myself. Will you
come? I have provided for every
thing. Marie is calmer to-night;
but she never sleeps now. Mrs. Arm
strong, our landlady, has her room
in an outbuilding. All Walso is
asleep; it is safe.”
cull winyara hesitated. Ivan
Meyer evidently did not know of the
meeting by the stream, he reflected;
and the sight of the man she had at
tempted to murder might have a
terrible effect upon the girl.
“Is it—possible—that you think
this a trap?” asked Meyer, slowly.
That decided the young English
man.
“I will go with you,” he said, sim
ply. “The thought you suggest
never entered ray head.”
CHAPTER XVII.
Crazed.
The streets of Walso were desert
ed when the two men entered the
little town. The moon, now rapidly
clearing the heavens of a few f.eecy
clouds that still remained, shone
placidly down upon the gray stone
houses with their red tile roofs. No
window was lighted up, and the
Clean whit* blinds gave back the soft
moonlight, and seemed to speak of
healthy, quiet slumber, the reward
of a hard day’s toil.
Meyer opened noiselessly the door
of Mrs. Armstrong’s cottage.
“I covered the windows,” he said
in a wrhisper, ‘‘from the inside, so
that one cannot see the light of the
lamp.”
Winyard followed his guide into
the dark passage, closing the door
behind him. A moment later his
companion pushed open that of the
tiny parlor, and a stream of light
poured out on to the plain wall and
oilcloth-covered floor.
‘‘Come, monsieur,” he said, after
glancing into the lighted room, and
as Winyard obeyed he mechanically
and critically noted the hideous pat
tern of the oilcloth upon the floor.
Marie was seated near the table,
with both arms resting upon its dull
red cover. The soft lamp-light
gleamed upon her flaxen hair, and
defined her white profile against the
dark wall beyond. She turned her
| eyes wearily toward the door as the
j two men entered, ,but .there wat
; light of recognition in her face. It
i was at that moment that Winyard
; was struck for the first time by the
I wonder of her great beauty. He had
: never before seen her without her
1 hat, and in the soft light her lovely
supple hair had a gleam of gold upon
' it, borrowed from the lamp’s rays.
| Her light blue eyes looked darker by
. ihe same reason, and from the red
| tablecloth there arose a pink glofr
which cast over her pallid face a rosy
hue of life. But it was a soulless
| life, and the young Englishman
winced as he met those vacant, plead
i ing eyes.
Meyer motioned him to stand aside
| in a corner near the ikon, where the
tiny oil-lamp flickered little ruby
shafts of light across the holy pic
ture. Then he approached her, and
said:
‘‘Marie, I have brought him.”
The girl took not the slightest no
tice; indeed, she did not appear to
hear his voice, hut sat gazing dream
ily at her own hands lying idly on
the table before her. And now the
patient lover w'ent to her side and
■ laid his hand upon her lifeless wrist.
‘‘Marie,” he whispered; speaking
; Russian for the first time in Mist
loy's presence. “My little Marie! I
am Ivan—do you not know me?”
She slowdy raised her eyes from
the contemplation cf her owrn hands,
and fixed them searchingly on his
face.
; “Ivan! she said at length, in a
sweet, deep voice. “You have come
j already! Are they waiting to take
! me away?”
“Who, my Marie?”
“The soldiers, for I have killed
him—I have killed him!” Her voice
died away to a whisper.
“No, you have not .killed him,
| Marie. He is here!” said Meyer,
speaking: slowly, as one speaks to a
child.
“Who is here?”
“Winyard Mistley. He has come
at your own request!”
“No, Ivan; I shot him at the
stream. I killed him. I shall never
see him again, for he is dead. I told
him to stop, but he came nearer; ha
| never took his eyes off mine—he
: never hesitated; and as he came—as
1 he looked at me—I thought it was
\ the other: He looked so brave and
! calm; but—but the other is bigger—
bigger and braver!”
When Winyard was excited, of at
moments when his nerves were on
tension, awaiting the time for ac
tion, he had a peculiar habit of draw
ing in bis lips, first the lower and
then the upper, ah if they were
parched and needed moisture. This
action made his square jaw look
squarer, and by sympathev his gray
eyes grew dogged and dark beneath
the motionless lashes.
All this time he had been stand
ing in the darker corner of the little
room, with keen, observant eyes
upon the lovers. One brown hand
was religiously executing Mr. Czer
ny's No. 1 five-finger exercise on the
top of an old three-cornered oak
cupboard, and his lips were slowly
moistening each other. Perfectly
calm and collected, watchful, alert,
and keen, he waited his time. At
ia3t he stepped forward, and with a
little sign to Meyer to let him speak,
he said:
i\o, Maciemoiseue uaKovucn, you
the entirely mistaken. You did not
shoot me.”
The girl looked up at him with
eyes vague at first and wondering;
but gradually the rays of a reason
ing soul shone through them, and
with a motion of her hand toward
her soft hair over her temple, she
spoke:
‘‘You—here,” she said, “you!
Why have you come? Where is the
other? He does not come. I want
him; not you.”
She rose from her seat, and wan
dered vaguely up and down, glancing
at the two men from time to time
furtively, with troubled, distrustful
eyes. It seemed as if reason had
completely forsaken her brain, for
she murmured incoherently in a
strangely medley of languages.
After a few moments she suddenly
recovered her senses, and appeared
to recognize the two men again. It
was a terrible sight, and even Win
yard Mistley looked pale and bewil
dered, while Ills companion watched
Marie with the dull calmness of de
spair.
(To be continued.)
Paris Nearer to Bordeaux.
New engines to be introduced by the
Paris-Orleans Railway are expected to
reduce the journey from Paris to Bor
deaux to five hours, or at the rate of
more than seventy-three miles an hour.
The present time is seven hours.
A wonderful pearl bearing the
exact likeness of the late Queen Vic
to.’-ia of England was found in a
fresh w: ’;er mussel in the Mississippi
River near Davenport, la.
AFTER PAPER TRUST
President Aspires Publishers
of His Position
FAVORS REMOVING THE TARIFF
m
The President Te/Is Publishers That
He Will SecoEia-end Abolition of
Tariff on Paper *?.d Pulp, and Will
Also Ascertain \| aether the Paper
Trust is Violator the Law.
Washington. President
the committee Sn p.p. '^the Ameri
can Newspaper Publishers’ Associa
tion that he will recommend to Con
gress the abolition of the tariff on
press paper, wood pulp and the wood
that goes into the manufacture of
paper, also that he will make a
recommendation to the Department
of Justice that it take immediate
steps to ascertain whether the anti
trust laws are being disobeyed by
he manufacturers of paper.
The promise of the recommenda
tions by the President was obtained
after he had listened to the repre
sentations of the members of the
committee and to a petiton from the
national organizations of printers,
sterotypers, pressmen and etchers, all
of which set forth the evidence -of a
combination on the part of the
manufacturers of paper for the pur
pose of controlling the output, reg
ulating and greatly increasing the
price and otherwise making hinder
some regulations governing the
source of supply and delivery of pa
per. . *
The call upon the President was
made in pursuance of resolutions
adopted by the American Newspaper
Publishers’ Asociation at a meeting
hold in New York September 19th
last.
The committee which called on the
President by appointment included
John Norris, of The News York
Times; Medill McCormick, of The
Chicago Tribune; George Thompson,
of The St. Paul Dispatch; Delevan
Smith, of The Indianapolis News;
John Sastman, of The Chicago Jour
nal; Walter Pag'', of World’s Work;
Dr. Albert Shaw, c ./Review of
Reviews; E. J. Rigway ancTthe presi
dents of the national organizations
of the allied printing trades.
The history and facts which make
up the protest were presented by Mr.
McCormick, after which the Presi
dent indicated the action he would
take. An investigation of the so
called paper trust ha** been in prog
ress for some time by the Department
of Justice and it is understood the
President will immediately call foi
the facts which have ben ascertain
ed up to the present time.
Son Failed to Save Father.
Newport News, Special—Frank C.
Bonner, a white man, 40 years old,
committed suicide by drinking car
bolic acid at bis home, 230 Forty
fourth street, after soundly slapping
the face of his 10-year-old son be*
J cause the lad knocked from his fath
! er’s band a tumbler containing the
same poison. Bonner had been on a
spree for several days and was in a
desperate conditon at the time he
took bis life, be boy called for help,
but when a physician arrived the
poison had done its work. Bonner
had been employed at the shipyard as
a boilermaker for a number of years,
lie was a widower and is survived by
the boy who attempted to save his
life.
News of the Day.
The explosion of the boilers of the
German schoolship Blaeher killed
and injured an limber of men.
Former President Palma, of Cuba,
still favors American control of the
island.
Returns from the Fi ’pine election
indicate the success 01 the Progress
party.
Briquettes a Success as Fuel.
Norfolk, Special.—The result of the
recent experiment with briquettes,
the new fuel, 93 per cent, coal, with
7 per cent, of water gas tar as a
binder, on the torpedo boat Biddle
has been announced. Briquettes were
burned in the after furnace of the
Biddle and coal like that made intc
the briquettes in the forward fur
nace, and it was found that three
tons of briquettes produced 25 pei
cent, more steam than did three and
a quarter tons of coal.
Withdrawal From Wilmington.
Baltimore, Special.—The Baltimori
& Carolina Steamship Company ha:
foujid it necessary to withdraw its
boats from Wilmington, N. C. This
step, it is announced, is necessary
because of the inability of the com
pany to take care of all the freight
offered with the two steamers which
(it owns. The line will continue ti
(run to Charleston and Georgetowr
* as heretofore.
MARVELOUS PROGRESS
Remarkable Showing In Growth of
Our Circulation.
The government last month placed
an additional $7,514,000 in circula
tion, bringing the total of the coun
try’s circulation up to $2,876,000,000,
divided as follows:
Gold coin.
Gold certificates ..
Standard silver dollars.
Silver certificates ....
Subsidiary silver ..
Treasury notes of 1890
United States notes...
National bank notes ..
$ 574,459,086
677,295,909
88,822,959
464,340,568
127,461,229
5,601,926
343,254,153
595,123,866
Total..*2.876,368,696
— \ -T-"*
Money circulating in the United
States on November 1st, for a series
of years, compares as follows:
1907.$2,876,368,606
1906.' ..2,806,882,786
1905. 2,653,131,578
1904. 2,583,476,661
1903.'. 2,427,394.808
1902. 2,336,111,992
1901. 2,246,300,542
1900. 2,139,181,412
1899. 1,963,716,148
1898.1,866,575,782
1897. 1,706,732,904
1896..
1,627,055,614
1895. 1,598,859,316
1894. 1,672,093.422
1893. 1,718,544,682
1892. 1,606,139,735
It will be seen from this exhibit
that the circulation.is more than $1,
000,000,000 greate/ than it was in
1893, and still there is a cry for more.
Nothing could better illustrate the
enormous progress this great country
has made since the last panic; and
the story is not ended. The more we
grow, the greater our capacity to
grow, for the country is still young,
and its resources are yet in the in
fancy of their development. Our
prosperity has just begun. There
must be temporary reactions from
time to time, but they will be but
breathing spells, and every fresh
start will carry us farther and farther
ahead. How can a pessimist live in
the United States?—Richmond Times
Dispatch.
One Day’s Record.
Three or four days ago The News
Leader inquired “Panic? Who Said
Panic?” and had the pleasure of
printing a synopsis ol a letter from
Dinwiddie county, this State, telling
of the unprecedented prosperity of
the fanners. Today we have inci
dental information from Richmond
to the same effect. We learn on in
quiry the truth of a report that reach
ed us that yesterday the Stephen
Putney Shoe Company, of this city,
received $54,000 in cold, actual cash
as its day’s colection for goods sold.
Some of this money came from as
far away as Michigan and Pennsyl
vania, but the great bulk of it flow
ed in from the South. The Putney
Company reports collections unus
ually good and prospects of days in
the near future almost as big in the
matter of money received as yester
day. Sales also continue well ahead
of last year, not only for September
and October, but for the first, few
days in November. Other business
men here report similar conditions.
These are hard facts. They are so
hard that they knock stiff all the
calamity theories that fevered imagi
nations or affrightened minds can
devise. They illustrate the truth of
our persistent contention that if the
financial doctors will but behave
themselves, attend to their business
and keep quiet, the country will go
right on prospering by its natural
strength and the power of favorable
conditions vouchsafed by the Al
mighty and improved by the industry
and good sense of the people.
The people have money, brains and
conservatism. They are buying goods
and paying for them and putting
their little surplus funds into the
banks. The currency will flow nat
urally and easily into the channels of
trade unless some well-meaning blun
derers, eager quacks or scheming as
sassins dam and divert it and take it
from its proper courses.—Richmond
(Ya.) News-Leader of Nov. 5.
Armed Bandits Loot South Dakota
Bank.
Canova, S. D., Special—Seven arm
ed bandits Friday blew up the safe in
the Inter-State Bank, secured $0,500
and escaped. The occupants of a
hotel across the street were aroused
by the explosion but the robbers open
ed fire and drove them back. The
hotel was riddled with bullets. W here
lights were burning in homes the
bandits, at the point of the gun,
forced the owners to extinguish
them.
Rebates in Richmand.
Richmond, Special—L. B. Johnson,
an agent of the Interstate Commerce
Commission, Washington, has been
here investigating charges that un
lawful rebates have been allowed
Richmand concerns. The giving of
rebates is said to have been going on
for some time. Prosecutions will
probably follow. The agent is said to
have been at the office of several rail
roads looking over their bdtfks.
TA*R HEEL TOPICS
Items Gathered From AH Sections of the State
Destructive Fire at Salisbury.
Salisbury, Special.—The Old Man
sion House, for two score of years,
the most celebrated inn of Western
North Carolina, went flat to the earth
' Friday morning in a fire that swept
the entire Mansion block from 3 to
4:30 o’clock.
The blaze was discovered exactly
at 3 o’clock and the fire alarm turned |
in. The compands fell onto- t&eii
clothes as fast as they ever did but j
when they arrived on the corner of j
Main and Inness street, the most im-.
portant streets in the city, the blaze
was sufficient to light a large section :
of city. The first thought was of
the people lhVng upstairs in the old
frame ramshackle and Mrs. I). W. i
1 Snider, her husband and canary bird,:
the last named a peculiar pet, were
taken down. Mrs. Snider would cer
tainly have burned but for the inter
ference. The firemen then turned on
the water. A magnificent pressure
gave them the advantage, though the
flames spread like wild. The fire is
thought to have originated in .the'
meat market of Mr. M. L. Jackson, j
exactly midway between the extreni- j
ities of the building. There was no j
time to save anything there and his
$2,000 refrigerator, probably the fin
est in western North Carolina, went
down with tons of ice and meat. For
tunately the beevs slain Thursday
had not been brought up. On either
side then the fire raged. The store
occupied by D. A. Miller, grocer, and
carrying heavy stock and little in
surance, was completely destroyed on
the extreme left, and the grocery
establishment of W. It. Iluff, on the
right corner, went up, though some
goods were carried out. The meat
market of Luther Hoffman was ruin
ed without any salvage and the bar
ber shop of J. W. Rosier was not
even entered for any rescue of ma
terials. By this time the fighting was
desparate and the smoking of W. I>.
Summersett’s furniture establish merit
caused attention to be directed lo
him. Some damage was done by heat
and smoke, but the loss is small, as
was the damage in the Southern Ex
press Company's office.
The fire then took a northerly turn
and went down Main street into the
Salisbury Jewelry Company’s stand,
owned by Gorman and Green. This
was wrecked and the Climax Barber
Shop suffered a severe drenching and
smoking, as did Theo. Atwell’s store
of groceries and the furniture of W.
B. Sumersett up stairs. The Spencer
company was called, but the fight v. as
over at 4:30, though there were two
subsequent alarms turned in. that did
not need any firemen’s attention. The
work done was heroic and thousands
were saved.
The loss is large, even though the
old eyesore was not worth much. Mr.
Huff and Mr. Miller lost about $7,500
between them, and Mr. Jackson’s
damage was equal to this alone. The
Hoffman meat market was hit for $'-?,
000 without insurance. The building
was recently sold for $30,000, and an
offer of $40,000 had been made with
in the past six months. The fire aione
was probably an agency for destruc
tion to the sum of $40,000.
Death of Rev. J. F. Craven.
Greensboro, Special.—J. F. Craven
died Thursday morning at 10:30
o’clock at his home near Climax, af
ter an illness with pneumonia. He
was 72 years of age. He is surviv
ed by his mother, aged 00, of Friend
ship; his wife and eightc hildron,
among them being Messrs. Denn.c
and Arthur Craven and Mrs. W. N.
Watson, of this city.
i
Body Found in River.
Now Orleans, Special—Members of
the family of Gustave Lehmann, Sr.,
the head of one of the largest whole
sale dry goods liousesjn the South,
who disappeared mysteriously about
a week ago, positively identified the
body taken by divers Thursday after
noon from the Mississippi river as
that of the missing merchant
To Keep up the Price of Tobacco.
Winston-Salem, Special. — The j
Winston Tobacco Association has de
cided that their buyers will do their
utmost to keep the price of leaf up.
James K. Norfleet, on behalf of the
warehousemen states that no cash
will be paid for tobacco until further
notice; that the bankers have notified
the warehousemen that there are but
two courses to be pursued, either to
accept their (the banker’s) prposi
tion to issue certificates in lieu of
cash or to close the warehouses.
Arrested For Passing Bad Bills.
Coffey ville, Kas., Special.—Two
men giving their names as Thomas j
Dugan and 0. Yeazon are under ar
rest here charged with passing bills
issued many years ago by the Mer
chants and Planters’ Bank, of Sa
vannah, Ga., and now alleged to be
worthless. The bank is stated to have
redeemed its currency long ago. The
men hfid a large quantity of the bills.
MR. J. WILEY SHOOK DEAD.
Well-Known Republican Politician
Passes Away at State Hospital—
Death Ends His Suffering.
Morganton, Special.—Mr. J. Wiley
Shook, the well-known Republican
politician and attorney died at the
-State Hospital iie'e Tuesday evening'
and the body was shipped that night
to his old home at Clyde, for inter
ment. Mr. Shook in his day of
reasoning powers was a very promi
nent man in the western section of
the State and uas held high in the
councils of his party. A little less
than a year ago his mind became
clouded and he was brought here for
treatment but lie did not improve and
death finally ended his sutrei ings.
Mr. Shook was a lawyer by pro
fession, held positions in the United
States revenue service and was a
.very bright man.
Capt. T. W. Patton Dead.
Asheville, Special.—A message re
ceived here announced the death in
Philadelphia at midnight Wednesday
night of ('apt. Thomas W. Patton,
of this city. The announcement of
Captain Patton's death, while not un
expected, has cast a gloom over the
city, lie oas <.oe of the oldest and
best known and m< 4 highly respect
ed citizens of Asheville: a public
spirited man; a man bubbling over
with charity for h-s fortunate ones,
he was loved and c teemed by men
women and children in every walk of
life. Captain Patton had been a very
sick man for several weeks. Ten days
ago he went to Philadelphia accom
panied bv Mrs. Patton and Dr. W.
H- Hilliard, for the purpose of un
dergoing r.n operation. ]\t- reached
Philadelphia in splendid spirits and
was rrally hotter than when lie left
Asheville. There was a reaction,
however, and he continued to grow
worse until the end came peacefully
V\ y night. Captai j ; t
was about 70 years of ago ;,n I a vet
eran of the Civil war and the Span
ish-American war. He served with
distinction in the Confederate army
and surrendered with the rank of
captain. Twice honored by the peo
ple of Asheville with the highest mu
nicipal office in their gift, he made
one of the wisest and most conserva
tive1 mayors in times of distress that
the city has ever had. In politics
he was. independent and it was on in
dependent tickets that he was elected
to the mayor’s office. When the
war broke out Captain Patton, al
though past the age, volunteered as
a private with the First North Caro
lina Volunteers. He was made ad
jutant and went with the boys to
Florida and Cuba. He was idolized
by the Asheville soldier boys for his
many acts of kindness during their
enlistment, He was at the head of
the Children’s Home of Asheville at
the time of his death and had accom
plished a great work for this charit
able institution. Patton avenue was
named in honor of the distinguished
Ashe'viilian and the main thorough
fare of the city will ever stand as a
monument to the man. Surviving are
a widow, a son and daughter, Airs.
Haywood Parker, of Asheville. Airs.
Patton and son were with Captain
Patton when death ensued. The re
mains were brought here for inter
ment .
Lawson Phillips Killed Ey Freight
Train.
Lenay, Special.—The Carolina &
North-Western freight train ran over
and killed Lawson Phillips, at 'Ire
land. Phillips was driving a calf with
a long rope which got caught on the
track. While trying to got the calf
loose he allowed the train to run on
him. His head was mashed beyond
recognition.
Some Wilson Figures.
Wilson, Special.—The postoffice re
ceipts at the Wilson office for October
were the largest in the history of the
local office for one month, being $1,
822.30. The receipts for the corres
ponding month last year amounted
to $1,327.86. The tobacco sales on
the Wilson warehouse floors during
the past month amounted to 2,47)7,857
pounds, which brought an average
price of $11.76 a hundred. The
sales for October last year amounted
to 3,805,142 pounds, which brought
an average price of 11 cents a pound.
Charters Granted.
A charter is granted the Tbomas
ville Light and Power Company, to
furnish electric power, lights, etc., the
amount of Capital stock being $25,000
and J. W. Lambert and others being
the stockholders
Another charter goes to the Roar
ing Gap Summer Resort Company, to
own and operate hotels, etc., II. G.
Chatham, Henry E. Fries and others
being stockholders.