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If ME' COMMONWEAL1 Scotland Neck, N. C. Scotland Neck, V n n n JL JhJi An uncompromising Democratic Jour Advertising; Rates : nal. Published every Thursday morning 1 inch 1 week, 1 " I month, - $1.00. $2.50. l'HE COM SI O w kaltii. Commonwealth. Contracts for any space or time may be made at the office of The Common wealth. Transient advertisements must be paid for in advance. Subscription ISntes ; 1 Copy 1 Year. 1 " 6 Months, $2.00. $1.00. D. E. STAINBACK, Editor. " THE LAND WE LOVE." Terms : $2 00 per year in Advance. VOL I. SCOTLAND NECK, N. C, THURSDAY, AUGUST 31, 1882. . - NO. 5. . - - j - i . mm GENERAL DIRECTORY. SCOTLAND HECIi. Mayor W. A. Dunn. Commissioners Noah Uig?s, J- R- Bal lard It. M. Johnson. J. Y. Savage. Meet fir-ft Tuesday in each month at 4 o'clock, P. M. Chief of Police C. W. Dunn. Assistant Policemen -A. David, W. D Shield. C. F. Speed. Sol. Alexander. Treasurer K. M. Johnson. Clerk J. G. Savage. CHURCHES : Daptist J. D. Ilufhain, D. D., Pastor. Services ever1- first, second and third Sundays at 11 o'clock, A. M. Prayer Meeting every Wednesday night. Sun day School every Sabbath morning. Primitive Baptist Eld. Andrew Moore, Pastor. Services every third Saturday and Sunday morning. Methodist Rev. J. Crowson, Pastor. Services every second and fourth Sun days at 11 o'clock, A. M. Sunday School every Sabbath morning. Episcopal Rev. II. G. Hilton, Rector. Services every first, second and third Sundays at 10.V o'clock, A. M. Also at Pittman's Hall every first and second Sabbath evenings at 4 o'clock. Sunday School every Sabbath morning. Baptist (colored.) George Norwood, Pastor. Services every fourth Sunday morning. Sunday School every Sabbath morning. o " COU3TXV. Court Clerk Superior and Probate Judge John T. Gregory. Inferior Court-Geo. T. Simmons. Register of Deeds R. J. Lewis. Solicitor A. J. Burton. Sheritl' J. T. Dawson. Coroner J II Jenkins. Treasurer Dr. L. W. Iiatchelor. School Examiner TV C Clark. Keeper of the Poor House TV. TV. Carter. Commissioners II. J. Harvey. TV. ID Shields, F. M. Parker, J. II. Whitakcr, Sterling Johnson. Superior Court Every third Monday in March and September. Inferior Court Every third Monday in February, May, August and November o Mayor B. F. Whitakcr. Commissioners John J. Robertson, E. T. Branch, J. B. Hunter, R. B. Britt.- HOTELS. Caledonia Hotel. Peter Forbes. Boarding House Riddick Burnett. CHURCHES. Methodist Episcopal Services every first Sunday, at 11.00 A. M., and 7.00 P. M. Rev. W. II. Watkins, Pastor. Baptist Services every second Sunday, at 11.00 A. M.. and 7.00 P. M., and third Sunday at 7 30 p. m. Sunday school at 9 o0 a. m. Rev. TV. J. Hopkins, Pastor. Protestant Episcopal Services every second and thiru Sundays at 11.00 A. 31. Rev. A. S. Smith, Rector. MeuKHUst irotestant Services every fourth Sunday, at 11.00 A. M.. and 7.00 P. M. Rev. W. II. Wills, Pastor. County Appointments M. E. Chucrh 1st. Sunda at Eure's School House, at 3 P.'M. 2nd Sunday,at Pierce's, at 11.00 A. M., and at Smith's, at 3.00 P M. 3rd. Sunday, at Ebeneezer, at 11.00 A.M. 4th. Sunday at Hay wards at 11.00 A. M. Communion at cacli appointment in Feb Augaud Nov. Rev. W. H. Wat 'r Pastor. !. P. Church 1st. Sunday, at Brad i : ; . at 11.00 A. M., and at Reid's School House. 3.00 P. M. Whitakcr's Chapel, every second and fifth Sunday, at 11.00 A. M. Roseneath, 3rd. Sun day, 11.00 A. M. Baptist Church. Every first Sunday at CVmoconary at 11 00 a m and 7 30 p m Each third Sunday and the Saturday pre feeding at 11 00 a m. Prayer meeting each "Wednesday at 7 30 p m Sunday school at 0 30 a in. Dawson's Church, Dawson's X Roads, every fourth Sunday at 11 a m and 7 30 p ra and the Saturday preceeding the fourth Sunday at 1 1 00 a m Prayer meeting Thursdays 7 30 p m Sunday school at 9 30 a m. Rev W J Hopkins, Pastor. Colored Churches 1st. baptist Every first Sunday, at 11.00 A. M. and 7.00 P. M. C. B. Gibbs, Pastor. 2nd. Baptist Every second Sunday, at 11.00 and 7.00 P. M. Rev. TV. R. Shaw, Pastor. A. M. E. Church Every fourth Suuday, at 1 1.00 A. M. and 7.00 P. M. Rev. J. H. Merrick. Pastor. LODGES. Knights of Honor Meet every second and fourth Tuesdays, at 7.00 P. M. Legions of Honor Meet every first and bird Tuesdays, at seven P. M. EXPRESS AND FREIGHT. Southern ExDress Office- Onen all dav. Railroad Freight, and Ticket Agent, No freight for KhiTvmfvnt r&rfvff affpT R00 P. M. TELEGRAPH. Western Union Telecranb OflRr-.n in tho. Railroad Warehouse Onen from S.00 M, to 9. P. M. T B Hale, Dperator. NOTICE ! PERSONS wishing to buy. sell, lease. rent or exchancre real estate smv- ... ... "no V1V.11111JJ Will UU W Cll hJ roriimuinVnto with nc JK2P Terms moderate. KITCHIN & DTJNTN, Attorneys-at-Law. THE BEAUTIFUL SNOW. BY BEQUEST. The Omaha Republican gives the fol lowing history of this production, which the London Spectator pronounced to be the finest poem ever written in America : The earlv nart of the war. on a stormy iatiinlnv iiiffht: niirht. in the dead of winter, there died at the Commercial Urwnit.il. in the Citv of Cincinnati, a young woman, over whose head only two-ami-twenty summers had passed. She had once been possessed of an enviable hare of beauty, and had been, as she herself said, 'flattered and sought lor the charms of her face,' but alas! she had fallen from woman's high estate. Highly educated, and with accomplished man- ners, she niignt have snown m me Dest society But the evil hour that proved hr ruin was tlie door from which went out the innocence of childhood, and having spent a young life in disgrace ana sname, the poor friendless one died the melan choly death of a broken-hearted outcast. A.mong her personal etiects was louna, m manuscript, "The Beautiful Snow," wliir-li ra immr-diatlv carried to Enos B. Reed, a gentleman of culture and literary taste, who was at tne time me eunor oi the National Union. In the columns of that paper, on the morning of the day following the girl's death, the poem ap np.nvpil iii nrint for the first time. When the paper containing the poem came out the body of the victim had not yet re ceived burial The attention of Thomas Buchanan Reed, one of the first American rw'.ritc: Tx-n sn tnkpn with thoir stirrmcr 1 .... ' -o pathos, that he immediately followed the rtz-.-t.i-.ijo fr. if a firm mtttimr nlnYp Knfh fire wij. 'o ....... 0 j the plain facts concerning her whose Beautiful Snow" will long be remem bered as one of the brightest gems in American literature. Oh ! the snow, the beautiful snow ! Filling the sky and the earth below, Over the house-tops, over the street, Over the heads oi the people you meet, Dancing, Flirting, Skipping along : Beautiful snow ! it can do nothing wrong, Flvinc to kiss the fair lady's cheek. Clinging to lips in a frolicsome freak ; Beautiful snow irom the heavens above, Pure as an angel, gentle as love ! Oh ? f Jin snnw. t.hfi beautiful snow ! How the Hakes gather and laugh as they go Whirling- about in their niadeninsr fun. It plavs in its glee with every one - Aliasing, Laughing, llurrvinsr bv. j o J It lights on the face and sparkles the eye, A nd nisi vine docs with a bark and a bound Snap at the crystals that eddy around ; A I1U IU 11 li 111 V rtllU llO III Mi j-iW 1 rr-m irnr ri" Kooutifnl rtll' How wildly the crowd goes swaying along, Hailing each other with humor and song, How the gay sledges like meteors pass by, Bright for a moment, then lost to the eye ! Ringing, Swinging, Dashing they go. Over the crest of the beautiful snow Snow so pure when it fell from the sky, As to make one regret to see it lie To be trampled and tracked by thousands of feet. Till it blends with the filth of the horrible street. Once I was as pure as the snow, but I fell Fell like a snow-flake, from heaven to hell; Fell to be trampled as filth in the street ; Fell to be scofled, to be spit on and beat ; Pleading, Cursing, Dreading to die ! Selling my soul to whoever would buy ; Dealing in shamo for a morsel of bread ; Hating the living and fearing the dead, Merciful God ! Have 1 fallen so low ? And yet I was once like the beautiful snow. Once 1 was fair as the beautiful snow, With an eye like crystal, a heart like its Glow; Once I was loved for my innocent grace. Flattered and sought for the charms of my face. Father, Mother, Sister, all, God and myself I have lost by my fall ! The veriest wretch that goes shivering by Will make a wide swoop lest I wander too nigh ; For all that is on or above me, I know, There's nothing so pure as the beautiful snow. How strange it should be that this beauti ful snow Should fall cn a sinner with nowhere to go! How strange it should be when night comes again If the snow and the ice struck my des perate brain ! Fainting, F rcezing, Dying alone, Too wicked for prayer, too weak for a moan To be heard in the streets of the crazy town, Gone mad in the joy of the snow coming down, To be and to die in my terrible woe, With a bed and a shroud of the beautiful snow. Helpless and foul as the trampled snow, Sinner, despair not, Christ stoopeth low To rescue the soul that is lost in its sin, And raise it to life and enjoyment again. Groaning, Bleeding, Dying for the, The crucified hung on the accursed tree, His accents of mercy fell soft on thine ear. Is there mercy for me ? Will be heed my prayer? O God ! in the stream that for sinners did flow Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. A FORTUNATE CASUALITY. A sweet voice comes lilting down the stairs, light footsteps trip along the hall to the sitting-room door, which opens, while, a face with mis chievous eyes, with floating curls falling about it in a lustrious shower, looks in, to start back in amaze at the sight of her mother in tears, ind her Bister doing her best to soothe her her own face not wearing its usual calm expression. All the sparkle dies out of the pretty face as Pussy enters and goes to her moth er's side. "What is it, mother dear? Has anything happened?" But the old lady sobs on, and it is Sarah who answers, holding a let ter to Pussy to read. "It is this that is the matter. Mr. Elbermarle, through his agent, tells us that we must pay up the full amount of the mortgage within two weeks or leave the house." Pussy's eyes dilate ; she knows the slenderness of the home exchequer, and that to pay such a large sum upon such a short notice will be an utter impossibility. "Oh, dear, what shall we do? How cruel of that rich Mr. Elbemarle to turn us out of house and home, when he is rolling in wealth !" Sarah turns her eyes tenderly yet anxiously upon the pretty, indignant face ; she evidently has something to say which does not come easilj . "You are the one who can prevent such a disaster, Pussy." she says at length. "One word from you and our feeble mother will not have to leave the home she loves so well." "I can help it how?" Sarah evades the upturned, ques tioning eyes. "Mr. Law was here this morning, Pussy, and he wants to marry you." The last words came in a great hurry, as though the speaker were glad to have them over and done with. With a gesture of dismay Pussy shakes her long ringlets about her face and sinks down in a little heap upon the floor. "That old man wants me to marry him, and I am only seventeen ! Oh, Sarah, could you honestly harbor such an idea for a moment?" a world of reproach in the young voice. Sarah's hand falls gently on the bowed head. "I know it is dreadful even to think of. But, Pussy, what other way is there? Think of mother of her feebleness, which has always kept me tied to her side, preventing my even thinking of obtaining any employment. If we have to leave the old home it will surely be her death. Look at her now." Pussy glances up. The invalid's face is covered with both hands, while through the thin fingers the bitter tears are stealing. "Pussy, come here." She rises and goes to her mother's side. "Mj' pet. do not heed what your sister says. She means it for the best, but she has thought only for me. Surely you do not think your mother would purchase comfort at the expense of her child's happi ness." All at once Pussy's resolve is tak en, though she says nothing then to her mother, only presses a kiss on the dear gray head. But a short while later she appears at the door bonneted and cloaked, with a little basket on her arm, and beckons Sarah out. "You said you wanted sugar and eggs from the village, Sarah, and I'm Koinsr for them now. I wanted to tell you that I've thought over what you said about Mr. Law, and I've come to the conclusion that it wouldn't be so bad a lot after all to be a rich old man's darling." Compunctious tears spring to Sa rah's eyes as she stoops and lasses the innocent young face, and watch es as. outwardly light heartod and cherry, Pussy starts upon her' long wintry walk. Her brave words and manner have not deceived lier sister. "I ought to be ashamed, to think of allowing her to sacrifice her young life," she thinks, as she goes back ; "but it is for the dear mother's sake, and what other way is there?" Pussy walks on, a pretty picture in her dark suit with its scarlet pip ings, and the lovelv face whns brilliance no heart trouble can quite quencn. It is very cold. ; overhead the sky is gray and the wind skurries the clouds along at a rapid rate, and plays many a prank with Pussy's hair, now blowing it forward into the rosy face, and now backward into dishevelled, curling, brown masses. A steep incline is before her. and it is one dazzle of ice. "Oh. dear!" thinks Pussy. "I shall certainly fall." The thought has scarcely passed through her mind when, with an ex clamation of dismay, her feet slip from beneath her, and down she goes. Some one sees her and hastens to her assistance ; buc masculine boots cannot always tread dangerous spots in safety any more than the tiniest of feminine feet, such as Pussy's, and, there is exclamation number two as, with a decided thud, her would-be deliverer sits down bv her side. It is a frank and face which meets h eyes look into her b ry band some as his dark e ones with an lansrh. In a irresistible, mirthfij moment the srentlenfan is on his feet and Pussy, wlih his help, soon stands beside him. "I hope you are not hurt,"the young man says as he lifts his voice grave, though his ejes still brim over with fun. "Not at all," Pussy answers ; "but I am on my way to the village, and I am afraid if I go on I shall fall again. I think I will turn back." "I am going to the village myself, and if you will allow me, will ac company you as far as you go." "Oh, thank you," Pussy says: "I shalll not be at all afraid of slipping coming back, as it will be up hill." And so thej' walk off together, and before long, with the bonhomie of youth, they are chatting together as they had known each other for weeks instead of moments. They part at the post-office, which likewise is the repository of all the needfuls of life, such as sugar, teas, needles and pins, and like commodities. " I am ever so much obliged to you," Pussy says earnestly, raising her soft, innocent eyes to the hand some face of her escort. "Thanks are needless," he says politely. "I am only glad that you were not hurt by your fall." A mischievous light flashes into Pussy's eyes, and she replies de murely, . "All the same I do thank you, and I am equally glad that you escaped any injury from your fall," empha sizing the "your" very palpably. As the door closes upon the girl's slight figure, a faint smile curves the gentleman's mouth. "What a little darling ! I am not by any means sure that I have es caped a serious injury after all," he thinks to himself. "See here, Gray," he says to a gentleman who is just passing, "I have a question to ask you. You have lived around here long enough to know something of the people. Can you tell me who the young lady is you saw me with just now ?" "Of course I can, though I am not acquainted. Why, she's the daugh ter of" Turning, the two gentlemen move on, and the crisp, wind carries away what they are saying. A couple of hours later see3 Pussy at home once more. No one is in the sitting-room, and as she runs up the stairs she sees that the parlor door is open and hears voices. Her face blanches and then flushes again. "I am sure it is Mr. Law," she thinks, turning to flee ; but she is not quick enough, her light steps have been heard, and at Sarah's call the girl goes with a fierce, resentful feeling, as if some animal caught in a trap, to face, as she thinKs, the detested suitor she has determined to accept for the sake of her mother to prevent her being turned in her old age from her home. But when she is once within the room, Pussy pauses in amazement, for there, seated on the sofa, in easy conversa tion with her mother, she sees the gentleman who had so kindly come to her assistance a few hours before. "Pussjr, this is Mr. Elbermarle," Sarah says, "and he has been so very kind as to offer to let us keep the homestead at a very Ion rent. Please, sister, join with me in tellirig him what a load he has lifted from our minds." The gentleman rises, and as Pussy lays her dimpled hand in his he says, "How cruel you must have deemed me. Miss Goldthwaite. t must con fess it though it is my shame I leave my business affairs too entire ly m my lawyer's hands. He actod quite on his own responsibility in this matter. I have learned a les son ; bencefof th I will be my own agent. Can yon forgive me for causing you all so much distress ?" There a thrill of earnestness in his tones more than the occasion seems to require, and something within Pussy's breast responds to it, though unconsciously. Otherwise, why does her lovelv face color so nharm ingly? Mr. Elbermarle leaves the occu pants of the Goldthwaite ho me with far brighter hearts than he found them. And when, a day later, Mr Law the rich old man who coveted his neighbors lamb comes for his answer, he goes away with more rue fulness than his demeanor usually possesses. Three months of education does not make a scholar, nor yet would the same number of months of toil for the "root of all evil" briner th desired weaith ; but three months of love-making can be madegto count for a good deal, and so finds Eno-fir Elbermarle. . , . The winter is over and spring is here ; the month when the birds choose their mates and build their homes, and men's minds. : turn in stinctively to thoughts of iove : and one afternoon, just as he sun is set ting behind great clowdy bars of crimson and purple. Roorer-drives up in his little phaeton before the lit tle gate of the Goldth wait, cottage. "I will take the best of care of her." he says to Sarah, 33 he lifts Pussy's slight figure intothe car riage and jumps lightly in beside her. Sarah's face softens as she looks after them. 1 "The darling! what is coming. It's easy, to see Oh, how could I ever have thought to let her sacrifice herself and yet, when it was for mother ! Well, she deserves every thing of the best." , The two young people drive along with but few words for a while, drinking in the beauty of the scene about them ; the low-lying valleys are bathed in golden . haze ; the "green things growing" have already begun to clothe the roadside with verdure, and over all the skv throws its gorgeous mantle. In a short time the sun will have set, the twi light fallen and all will be quiet and gray ; but just now the earth seems like a new and glorified sphere. Suddenly Roger turns and looks into his companion's sweet face. "Do you remember this spot ?" he asks. A smile chases away the gravity which Pussy's face has worn for the past few moments. "Yes," she replies, "it is the scene of our causualty." . ,: . "That fortunate causualty ! I see you do not mean me to forget that I lost my equilibrium as well as you. But, Pussy, pardon me, I always call you so in my thoughts, you are only right in saying 'our,' for my heart received an injury that day from which it has not yet recovered, and never will unless you say one little word to what I am going to ask yon. Pussy, sweet Pussy, I love you can I hope that you care for me in return ?" ; Pussy's face is turned away, but the small hand he has daringly taken possession of trembles visibly. "Pussy, answer me will you be my little wife ?" That Pussy says "yes" may be inferred, for one month later she stands a blushing, beautiful bride by her husband's side in the little parlor of the homestead, which, the paper Roger pressses into his mother-in-law's hand later in the day, states is henceforth hers and her heirs, for ever. It is not often that such a thing can oe amrmea, dul ior once a casualty can unmistakbly be called fortunate. ..... . . ...... HOURS IN A COFFIN. Thrilling Adventure of Shoemaker juartra strong rreparea ior Hasty Burial. "Seven hours in a coffin added ten years to my life," was the remark made to your correspondent on Thursday last, which resulted this morning in the unfolding of a most remarkable tale of adventure. Martin Strong, a shoemaker, living or rather dyiug in his brother's house, on Twelf street, ,tbld for the first time of a horrible experience through which he passed in the sum mer of 1868, when he was pronounc ed dead by his physician, and came within an ace of being burried alive. strong nas sunerea ior several years with an affection, of the spine. He has been, unable to attend to his business for several years, ' because ot his iftlment. and now appears to be on the verge of the grave. will tell you all that I remember," said the shoemaker as he gulped down a half-tumblerful oi: brandy and water, "but I object to having anything published in a newspaper, and I don't thank my old doctor for sending you here. In the month of June,;1868," I was., taken -violently ill with a terrible pain afc the base of thef bfaiihjand a dullness ."all the way- down" the . "spinal - colunin. I then lived in a room on South street and had a shop on Ridge avenue. About the middle of June, I took to bed and called in Dr. Harker (who died a few years ago, by the ': way), and afterward Dr. Cummings, now living, I believe, near Camdem Neither of them appeared to knOW woai aiieu met .1 oecamej aenrous, and remained in that state from the 28th of June to the 4th of July remember distinctly awaking on that morning afld hearing the noise of fireworks. In the afternoon the queer feeling in my - backbone in creased, and dv sundown 1 telt as though I was paralyzed from, the neck down. I remained in that state until 6 o'clock the next morn ing, and then the chilly feeling be gan extending all over my body. I lost all power of motion, and could not even open my mouth or eyes. Still I heard everything going on about me. ; Dr. Cummings held my pulse, and I heard him tell my broth er that I would probably live until noon. ... "At 11 o'clock for I heard the clock strike a shiver seemed to go through me, and my brother lifted my head. I heard the doctor say : He's going now, I , think.' I could not utter a sound nor move a muscle. The a I felt the doctor unbutton my night-shirt and place his ear above my heart. He laised his head in . a moment and said: 'He's gone. Mr God. how T did-- trv to mreat that moment, out it .was couldn't even as much a body must have . been tne idea ot death, but I did not feel the cold, except in the region of m y spine. My supposed dead body was covered with a sheet and placed in the middle of the bed. My brother then locked up the house and went out. Now, what happened almost immediately afterward is so very strange and incredible that I must ask 70U to believe it simply on my word alone, because I would not in suit your intelligence by such i stupendous statement unless it were true. I lay there thinking of the awful agony I would endure should tney oury me alive. I seemed to live a lifetime, and the mental tor ture was me most terriDle j-ou can imagine. My brother had been gone about , ten minutes, I should judge, when suddenly I felt a new sensation. My back seemed as though it was being pricked by Hundreds ot needles, and I felt i warmth creeping down mv backbone Ihis i warmth extenbed gradually to otner parts of the bodv, and in voluntarily I gave a great sigh. That simple action brought the suspended functions of life, and the next in stant I had thrown the sheet off and was on my feet. I was still - weak, and sat down in a chair to think. Then I knelt down and offered up a prayer of thankfulness. These feel ings were now succeeded by the jolliest humor imaginable. I felt so good that I could scarcely restrain myself from opening Ihe window and shouting for joy. but I restrained myself, and sat still. Then it oc curred to me that it would be a harmless joke to surprise my broth er, the doctor, and the world in gen eral by suddenly rising out of the coffin, if I could maintain my equan imity long enough tor them to put me in it. The more I thought of the scheme the more I liked it, and actually laughed aloud as I imagined the horror-stricken countenances .at seeing a dead man rise up and speak. My brother might return at any mo ment, so to carry out the plan su c cessfuily, lay down again and had the sheet ready to draw over my face the moment I heard him come in. I suppose I remained in that position for twenty minutes or more, when the front door opened and shut and I heard footsteps asiending the stairs. I waited until he had nearl' reached the top and then attempted to draw up the sheet, which covered me to the waist. Great heavens I I could not move a finger. Like a flash that same old chilly feeling came upon me, and I was, to all intents and purposes, a dead man again. My gasthly joke nearly resulted in a horrible fate. My brother, the mo ment he entered the room, went to a closet and took out a Bible. 'When he sees the, dissarranged sheetj' I thought, 'he will suspect something, and take means to awaken me, but he didn't seem to notice anything, but covered my face again, and then, sitting down, began to read. If the agony before my revival was horrible, this was superlative My brain seemed on fire from the intensity of thinking. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon the door-bell rang, and my brother ans wered it. My horror was complete when I heard my brother say: 'I want the fiirieral to take place iii the morning, so it will not be necessary to put him in ice, although the weatheris warm. Just be kind enough to have everything arranged to-night.' Then he went down stairs, and the uu dertakcr brought up a plain walnut coffin. I was washed, dressed and pla ced in the coffin without being able to even twitch an eyebrow in pro test. I shall never forget that night It was an eternity. I heard the state house clock strike the midnight hoar and all the weird stories about ghost and the dead chased through ray al most frantic brain. It would fill a volume to tejl how I suffered. On the following morning at 9 o'clock my brother and a few friends were assem bled in the front down stairs room. I was in the coffin up stairs, when again did that , feeling COlUe over me as on the day before. Again I sighed and come back again to life, just as my brother entered the mnm ' Ha neemed to take in the situation at a glance, and closing the door after .him, locked it. Of pnnrsp he embraced me, and , then,' in hi a eneentrie WftV. went OUt and told mv half dozen shoemaker friends f hnf. there won Id be no funeral, that T was not dead, and that he had sum moned them to test their friendship. Knowing his oddities the men be lieved him and went away, xne un dertaker was sent for and the doctor. While they were not pledged to se crecy, it was generally understood that nothing was to De saiu iui brother's sake, who detests puoucny in any form, so if you insist upon saying rfutthing in the paper stick it away-m some corner." Dr. Cum min-xs corroborated tae.slrange sto ry fulHv and the unlertaKer,. wn be refused to talk hout it at all. would not deny lt-qirectiy. .stran-tf-st a'rt of the atfxr rs 'tue be uyhf act-that it. has never to light before- . , M . .. t ri !' L . b-JYlrJJI ForDygpupsia, CostiTeneti, Sick Headache, Chronic Diar rhoea, Jaundice, Imparity of the Blood, Fever and Ague, Malaria, and aU Diseases caused by De rangement of Liver, Bowels and Kidneys. SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASED LIVER. Bad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the pain is felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for Rheumatism ; general loss of appetite ; Bowels generally costive, sometimes alternating with lax; the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy, with considerable loss of memory, accompanied with a painful sensation of leaving undone something which ought to have been done; a slight, dry cough and flushed face is sometimes an attendant, often mistaken for consumption; the patient complains of weariness and debiiitv: nervous, e.isilv startltvl- feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation of the skin exists; spirits are low and despondent, and, although satisfied that exercise would be bene ficial, yet one can hardly summon up fortitude to several , but cases existed, vet examination after death has shown the Liver to have been extensively deranged. It should be used by aU persons, old and . young, whenever any of the above symptoms appear. Persons TraveUna ns or Living In TJn- Healthy IocaUties. ally to keep the Liver in healthy action, will avoid s, by taking a dose occasion- au iuiuona, ouiom atcacKg, JJizzmess, Nau sea, Drowsiness, Depression of Spirits, etc. It will invigorate like a glass of wine, but is no in toxicating beverage. If You have eaten anything hard of digestion, or feel heavy after meals, or sleep less at night, take a dose and you will 6e relieved. Time and Doctors' BIUs will be saved by always keeping the .Regulator In the Housat For, whatever the ailment may be, a thoroughly safe purgative, alterative and tonic can never be out ol place. The temedy is harmless and does not interfere with business or pleasure. IT IS PCREIY VEGETABLE, And has aU the power and efficacy of Calomel or Quinine, without any of the injurious after effects. A Governor's Testimony. Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my family for some tine, and I am satisfied it is a valuable addition to the medical science. J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala. Hon. Alexander H. Stephens, of Ga., says : Have derived some benefit from the use of Simmons Liver Regulator, and wish to give it a further trial. "The only Thing that never faUs to BeUeve." I hLve used many remedies for Dys pepsia, Liver A. ect:on and Debility, but never nave found anything to benefit me to the extent Simmons Liver J.egulator has. I sent from Min nesota to Georgia' for it, and would send further for such a medicine, i nd would advise all who are sim ilarly affected to j,ive it a trial as it seems the only thing that never u ils to relieve. P. 1 1. Jannet, Minneapolis, Minn. Dr. T. W. SXitgon says: From actual ex perience in the use of Simmons Liver Regulator in my practice 1 have, been and am satisfied to use and prescribe it as a purgative medicine. JBrTake only he Genuine, which'always has on the Wrapper the red Z Trade-Mark and Signature of J. H. ZEIL.IN & CO. FOR SALE BY ALL DRUGGISTS. W.H.IC1&W. A. J ATTORNEYS AND COUNSELLORS-AT-LAW. -C o 0- BSsT'Ofnce on 10th Street, first door above Mam. EDWARD T. CLARK, Attorney-at-Liaw, HALIFAX, N. C. Will practice in Halifax and adjoining counties. Claims collected in all parts of the State. E. T. BRANCH. DAVID BELL. BRANCH & BELL, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, ENFIELD, N. C. Practice in the courts of Halifax and dj oining counties, and in the Supreme and Federal courts. Claims collected in any part of the State. One of the firm will alwavs be found in the office. DR. E. Li. HUNTER, Surgeon Dentist, ENFIELD, - - - N.C. Pure Nitrous Oxide Gas for Paindess Extracting always on hand. i,;r.iso win rniMi, I TONSORAL ARTIST, Main St, Near 10th. I KEEP a first-class house and sharp razors. The patronage of my old customers and the public generally so licited. Satisfaction guaranteed. jive nie a call. HOFHEIMER, SON & CO., MANUFAC1 URERS & WHOLESALE DEALERS IN BOOTS 1 SHOES 122 StraoiEU Street", Boston, Mass NOS. 84 & 86 WATER STREET NORFOLK, VA. W. Chas. 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The Commonwealth (Scotland Neck, N.C.)
Standardized title groups preceding, succeeding, and alternate titles together.
Aug. 31, 1882, edition 1
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