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THE DEMOCRAT. THE DEMOCRAT PUBLISHING CO., PUBLISHERS. SUBSCRIPTION PRICE $1.50 PER YEAR. SCOTLAND NECK, HALIFAX CO., N. C. THURSDAY, APRIL 9, 1885. VOLUME I. NUMBER 20. THE STRANde GUEST. Ho brought a branch of olive Th's stranger guest of mine; Coul.l I deny him entrance, Who bore the peacetul sign! Ah no! 1 baae mm wciwuks, I set him meat and wine; . . , i l t -A ut while he unuih. Ht.w laughed his eyes dmael took the branch of olive (The smoothest plant that grows), nd from the carven ceiling 1 hung it with the rose. " But why to me this token, AY ho never lacked repose ? "Why this to me," I questioned, " Who know nor feud nor foesf' He smiled beneath the olive I This strangest stranger guest. A branch from off the thorn-tree I Had told his errand best ; I For since iny house he entered There's ne'er a heart at rest. ?& To mock me with the olive! SBut Love doth love his jest. Edith 31. Thomas, in the Atlantic. fc I A TALE OP RUE. I all the tired passengers of the mid t express bound eastward over the polony road, perhaps there was not Tore thoroughly used up than John an, Esq., of the law farm oi Lole H fi Biggs, As-bland, Massachusetts. '; I the morning of November 1, when jd started for !an Francisco, till the fag of this December 1, he had been ntly on the wing. To aggravate jitigue, the trip, in a business view, Seen highly unsatisfactory, if not Tessary. .as ho drew nearer hoaie his scowl 'V ed, and the lines about his firm mc .a." softened. Stretching his long sufTiring limbs across the seat, he spread :ths'.i7je2.''.' Journal between his aching ey9 and the glire of the bobbing lamps, indulged in tender speculations. ilawTrould Hue look when he appeared 'jtfrher next morning.two dayssarlier 2e had promised? She might be TTat ing her plants in the bay-window, X" H would walk in nonchalantly, as ' had left her the evening before, y, "Good morning. Rue," and she M I drop her watering-pot and rush ' & him, all smiles and blushes, cry Ob, John! John! how glad I am you! how I've missed you!" JL; t warm-hearted, impulsive little he certainly was fond of him. -Lj jhed he had never been such a tniti as to reproach her about Ltc V' He was convinced now Mr 1 that Ve? yd not really cared for the fellow. F" 'Lid onlv been cordial with him in 'e, girlish way. What charming, ! tnbie ways she had ! The lover's i , je merged into a dream. Mr. Cole- rns unconscious of the lacking of ; -tlj (rain at 13 , and of the citrance of i two-jouug gentlemen into tne seat in : t: 1 but the name of Miss Rue Hay Y' spoken almost in his ear, aroused fc; jkc an electric shock. - lr. Lynde is bewitched with her, r plain." continued the voice. "He's g a line time out of Coleman's ab- i perfect," said an answ ering voice. -.' - l say Miss Rue wouldn't mind -. tan's taking himself oil for good." " t. e's an able man. You know there's f running him for Congress.'' v it yes; he's 'a dig,' and all that; but crotchety fellow. Makes Miss Rue Spanish, I hear. By-the-way, how add Mr. Lynde coming on with peretta? I had to cut last re U" ; " nously. Miss Rue's solo will bring " Cor. 4. the house. Lynde thinks the en itertiiainent will foot up at least one hun .drd dollars toward the new organ. He's - jiiilant. I believe that instrument -""I next to Miss Rue in his affections. ijhe get the music out of it, though? r jo, here's Ashland !" ncing beneath his newspaper, Mr. ( nan had recognized the voices cs 1 f; of two college students returning , i -a lecture at B . Forgetful at last v tvel stain, weariness and headache, aiteel till the youths had left the -j",thcn walked out at the opposite end, v "urhole energies engrossed in weigh ,.: 1 the evidence so gratuitously afford -a. '' How far could he rely on current :sip? "What attitude should he as toward Rue? Morning found him decided. lie must be governed by Vs own manner. As a test of her ings toward him he would ask her for sake to withdraw from the operetta, he loved him she would do this cheer y. If she would not do it Mr. Cole- had not provided for the latter con Jency when Bridget ushered him into Haywood's parlor. Miss Rue and Xynde were practicing a duet for the .-. etta, both too rapt to observe the in ' - wX Jer a fact inexplicable on musical ';rcinds to poor Mr. Coleman, who did now the notes apart, or care to know "icaL According to h'13 inference, the jg people were absorbed in each ir, and he was off in limbo. Under circumstances it may not be strange this face, that instant spied by Miss was not the face of an amiable man. nvuiiiij iuuiiuuv;u .in. ot a ing pupil, and having congratulated Coleman on his safe return, he led his music under his arm and de- jed in haste. pss Rue wheeled the big easy-chair in p of the grate, playfu.lv forced her n suitor into it, and perched herself ts arm lo hear about his journey, he been ill? Ko? Then he must fearfully tired She knew his head id. Shouldn't she trv to magnetize d put him to slcen? o, he preferred that she should not. ad kept his eyes closed too loi g al- s well might a zephyr have attempted et an iceoerg. With a shiver Miss slipped from her perch, and seated elf with her woik in a neighboring A hat had come over John? She Br. ever seen him like this before. He ot seem a bit Harl awav from iht Hy preparing his brief this astute , -is ignorant of the nature of a an elei)hant of the structure of a 1 resently he began about the fes He admitted ihnt l?no ed to him her intention of par.ici- ln An ope: ef t a, but he had sun- an operetta to h Knmp.thino' torio. not a inmhia rr d ). Via she thinic it becoming in her self, an engaged young lady, to to carol night amorous ditties from wuii a luneiui swaiiu "They are burlesques, John only bur lesques. If I had dreamed of your dis approving, I wouldn't have promised to sing; but 1 can't retract now." "Not when I particularly request it, Rue?" "Indeed, no, John. I have the lead ing part. I can't refuse to act without offending Mr. Lynde." "On the other hand, you can't persist in acting without offending me." "Xow, John, do be reasonable. How should I feel, announcing at the next re hearsal that I must be excused Mr. Coleman was not willing to have me connected with the operetta? What would Mr. Lynde think?" "Oh, if his opinion has more weight with you than mine, I will retire." "John, vou're too absurd. Can't you sec how ridiculous it would look for ma to throw up my part the moment you came home? People would say you -1 i r l n t were jealous of Mr. Lynde." The lackanapes I "And that you were a Blue-beard. John, I'm not sure, but they'd be right." "if I'm a tyrant, Rufelle, you're an amazingly feariess Fatima." "I don't propose to be your Fatima, John." What did Rue intend by that? The wrinkle in Mr. Coleman's forehead deepened into a trench, his brown face flushed like aa oak in October. "Please lay aside paradoxes, Rufelle. Do you mcau you don't wish to marry me Rumor has told me as much." In truth Miss Rue had meant nothing of the kind, but her lover's insulting tone exasperated her into silence. Had it come to this that she could not wink without first consulting his lordship? Her blue eyes flashed ominously, the steel hook in her fingers darted" out of her crocheting with a murderous rapid ity. "Rumor has told me as much," re peated Mr. Coleman, as impressively as if he had been addressing a jury. "And you let people talk about me, John, and listen to what they say !" "I might have known that a girl who would not respect my dignity could not value my esteem. Tyrant or not, Rufelle, at least I have no desire to rivet galling fetters. Henceforth you are free,, to smile upon Mr. Lynde or any other gen tlemen." Had he omitted the last sentence, af fectionate, kindly little Rue could even then have "made up" with John, but this was to much for her temper. Snatching the golden circlet from her en- gagement finger, she flung it at her 10vcr "it" cneeKS aname. ."lake uacK your ring," criea sne; "the girl who wears it should be a saint or a simpleton, and I'm neither. Good bye, John." Auburn head erect, chin in air, she svtept out of the room with all the state liness possible to a slight girl of five feet two. She felt hers to be a righteous in dignation. John had no reason no earthly reason to treat her so. She would not personate patient Griselda for the amusemsnt of the village. "John wants to bend the whole world to his will," mused she, angrily, peep ing through her chamber blind as he stalked away chewing his black mus tache: "he wants to bend the whole world to his will, and I won't be bent. Our engagement is broken, and I'm glad of it." For full fifteen minutes she wa3 un equivocally glad. John Coleman thought that he too was glad. Walking fiercely on; he squared his broad shoulders, and told himself that the engagement had been a mis take an error of judgment. A grave, self mide man of thirty should have been wiser than to trust his happiness to the keeping of a gay, capricious maiden. Why had he been so dotingly fond of the child, so hoodwinked by her co quetries? Blind, drivelling idiot that he was, the sooner he was buried again in the law the better. The man's soul was hot within him. Shocked at his partner's ill looks, Mr. Riggs in greeting him asked if he had had a chill. "Ye3, something of that nature," was the grim reply. "How about the suit of Ingalls versus Wade? I find a flaw in the indictment." Mr. Coleman was in the mood for find ing flaws. His habitual self-control had deserted him. Once he nearly annihi lated Mr. Riggs for casually mentioning Mr. Lynde and his reported engage ment. "Oho! I recollect now; Coleman had a lien on the young woman himself. Queer I should have forgotten," mused the discomfited advocate, dipping hi pen in the ink. That night Mr. Coleman had a chill no metaphorical heart ague, but a genu ine physical, bone-shaking rigor that de manded blankets and hot brick and a heroic dose of quinine. "He's caught malaria from some of those Western bog-holes," said the doc tor aside to the landlord. "Unless we break it up, he's in for a fever. See that he has a good nurse. I'll bercunl in the morning." The landlord himself sat up with the patient, and a busy night he had till day break, when Mr. Coleman sank into a drowse. The weary watcher improved this opportunity to steal away for a nap, and sent his son to take his place by the bedside. After an hour's sleep the sick man awoke refreshed, the ringing in his ears greater, but the throbbing of his temples less, the pain in his limbs no longer absolutely unbearable. "Hcigho! that you. Ilarry?" he said, catching sight of the boy munching an apple for entertainment. "Where were you when I came home last night? I didn't Eee you." "At St. Mark's, sir, blowing the or gan. Mr. Lynde has hired me for the quarter." "Oh, he has, has he?" Mr. Coleman turned over in bed, and scowled at the smoky lamp chimney. Soon he flopped back again. "Do you like this Lynde fellow, Harry?" "Tip-top; everybody does." Mr. Coleman groaned. " Is the pain coming on again, sir? Can I do anything for you?" "Nothing, thank you. my boy: I'm pretty essentially done for. I'd like to hear you talk, though. Tell me what's happened while I've been away. What's this Lynde been up to?" "Oh, he's been flying round, you d better believe." sup- " He's been driving out with Miss Haywood some. I haven't seen him with anybody else." The invalid suppressed another groan. "They've been looking at dishes and curtains and things." . Mr. Coleman rose savagely upon his elbow. Thi3 was ten thousand times worse than he had dreamed. "The story I've heard, then, is true, Harry; Mr. Lynde is going to be mirried." "Why, how did you know, Mr. Cole man? He said it was a secret. He let me go all over his house yesterday he's hired Lunl's cottage, corner of Vine street and things shine, I tell you. You just ought to see those carpets. Miss Haywood helped him pick 'em out. The other woman don't suspect a thing." "What other woman?" " Why, the woman Mr. Lynde is going to marry. She lives down in Maine. She thinks after the wedding on Christ mas she's coming with Mr. Lynde to his boarding house; but instead of that, sir. he's going to fetch her right home to this bully cottage. I'll bet she'll be sur prised. " Mr. Coleman dropped back upon the pillow with an expression a Raphael might have despaired of reproducing. He lay there a few minutes reflecting, then sat bolt upright, his towel begirt head in bold relief against the mahogany headboard. "Blow out the lamp, Harry, please, draw up the curtains, and hand me my writing desk there on the table. I'll give you a dollar if you'll carry a mes sage to Miss Haywood for mc this morn ing." "Uiess my soul, Coleman, you re as tough as a pine knot!" exclaimed the doctor, bolting in as his patient sealed the note. "l'ou had ague enough last night to shake asensitive mortal into tho grave, and here you're up and attending to business. Let's feel jour pulse. Rapi l yet, but softer. If you're prudent you'll be out in a few days." Harry rushed off on his errand, and delivered Mr. Coleman's billet into the hands of Miss Rue herself, who in his private opinion looked very sober and red-eyed. "Deak Rue" (thus ran the missive) "I've been having a chill, one of the bona fide Castanet order. 1 hope you'll do me the favor to believe it was coming on at your house. If I raved furiously and behaved worse than a savage, as I know I did, do forgive me, dear. I'm coming to beg pardon on my knees as soon as they are firm enough. Inclosed please find your ring. Ever thine, " Joun. "P. S. Don't on any account with draw from the operetta." "Poor dear soul, how ill he must have been!" mused loving little Rue, slipping the cherished ring back upon her finger. "But I hope he isn't going to be subject to these chills," she added, with a dole ful look. "I do hope he isn't, for tha sake of both of us." Penn Shirley,- in the Bazar. A Coal Queen. Maude St Pierre, of Tennessee, has come to be called "The Coal Queen." She bought a lot of land from a Southerner who was obliged to sell the same because he was in great need of funds, and it has been found to be full of coal and other mineral treasures. Asked by a reporter if she fancied the sort of life she was leading, away from civilization, she replied that she did, and continued: "Here are mountains, natural and commercial grandeur, pure air and the most absolute independence. Here (and the lady drew a rough chart) is the spot where I am building my cabin. You see it is right on a mountain spur, eqii-distant from the two roads leading to the mines. The view is superb, and it will not be your typical cabin when I get it finished. The interior will be tapestried in Queen Anne style, and with my books and horses, why can't I be happy on that mountain peak among the clouds? Men are the most peculiar individuals. They seem to think all valuable rights of property and senti ment are reserved for their special amusement. Now, I have a coal black mare, a cousin of Maud S., fleet as a whirl wind, and more intelligent than most persons I meet. In the early blush of the morning I leap on Mollie's back, gallop up to the mines, inspect the works, and when I start out for a long brush over the hills do you suppose that because I happen to have long hair and wear skirts, I can't feel a glow of satisfaction in trav eling a whole day over my own pos sessions? "Business is not an intricate thing by any means. The principles are simple enough. I hate a lie and love fair deal ing. When I first began operations at the mine the wiseacres down there were full of advice. It had been customary to pay day laborers at the rate of twenty five cents, and the pay came in the shape of bacon at twenty-five cents a pound. Tbis was all nonsense. I gave my men a dollar a day. This was supposed to be fatal, and I was sagely informed that it would lead to demoralization and that 1 wouldn't have a single hand left in a week. In order to offset possibilities, I established the rule of cold water to drink, and from that day to this I have not lost one hand and I am working sixty." Woman's Works. Three Pounds of Iron in Him. A professional carpet layer said to a New York reporter: I remember dis tinctly the first tack I ever swallowed. I was then learning carpet laying. I was helping to put down a fine "blanket" in Vanderbilt's residence in New York. I had my mouth full of tacks and one slipped down my throat before I knew it. It scared me to death. I sprang to my feet, spit the tacks out of my mouth and declared that I would die because j had swallowed a tack. The other work men, all old hands with stomachs full of tacks, laughed at me and told me I'd set used to it. Well, after swallowing that first tack I was careful how I filled mv mouth for a long time but finally an other and another tack went down until I became accustomed to it, and now I don't care a cent for swallowing a tack. I have been laying carpets for years and I guess I have gotten outside of three pounds of iron since I begun. To produce a sensation by an original per formance. a young man in the city of Mexico attempted to commit suicide by stabbing himself with a corkscrew. "Been doing a stiff business, I EXPLOSIONS IN POWDER MILLS. Some Narrow Escapes-Why One Man Left tlie Business. A writer in tin New - York Tribune, who began life a an employe in a pow der mill, says: One who has never looked upon the scene after a heavy mill has exploded cannot imagine the destruction involved in the immense force exerted by a ton or two of first-class powder. The first ex plosion after my connection with the works occurred in the packing house where the powder was being put in kegs for delivery to the government. It took place about 7 o'clock on a short Decem ber morning, just as I was eating my breakfast. A pane of glass from the window six feet away suddenly slapped the side of my head, and at the same time I heard and felt a tremendous re port and heavy jar which made me think the world was coming to an end. Run ning out of doors I saw a heavy column of smoke shooting up in the air ; all the tree tops in the vicinity of the building were full of burning powder bags which gave the scene a strangely wierd look in the twilight of a dismal winter's morn ing. The only occupant of the mill was blown into a thousand pieces, the largest bit found being his left arm. These relics of poor humanity were scattered around in the woods for fully half a mile from the mill. At night when the coroner arrived to hold an in quest he asked for the corpse. Some one silently pointed to a peach basket placed on the stone wall; it was full of smal pieces of Uesh and bones, all that was lef of a stalwart man. The victim's wife and daughter were in the house he had occupied not over 200 feet from the mill; the house was racked to pieces, but neither received a scratch, and the horse in the stable beside the house was found roaming around the yard unharmed. The next explosion that I witnessed took place at noon of a July day. The hay in the yard about the mills had been cut and eight or ten men had been work ing around the corning mill all the forc es o noon drawing the hay away to the barn. At noon thej went to dinner, and while they were eating the mill exploded, killing only its regular attendent. If it had occurred either an hour earlier or later eight or ten lives would have been lost. The mill stood on the bank of a pond about two acres in extent. The explosion forced the water completely out of the pond and over the dam, leav ing nothing but through the center. the creek running Where the buildin had stood a pit was dug large enough to hold a two-story nouse At one time a man was discharged from the works for neglect of duty. A fortnight after he met plovees in the villane one of the em near and ques- tioned him as to whether the men who w orked at night were changed at the s;me hours as lormeriy. lie was an- L swered in the affirmative. That night about 11 o'clock I was awakened by a violent pounding on the door and a voice proclaiming that "the office was on fire." This building stood on a rather steep hill near. It was a com bination of office and carpenter shop.and was used on occasion as a storage house for powder when other places were full. On hearing the cry of fire I pulled on my clothes in my excitement getting inside of two vests and started out of the house, picking up a pail of water on my way. At the gate I met the foreman, a tall lank Yankee. "That's right," said he, "hurry up and follow me!" He threw himself against the door and burst it open. (There was the fire flaming in one corner of the carpenter shop. A large pile of shavings had been raked up and set on fire apparently with a slow match. As we entered the flames began to gather headway and burned up bright ly. At that moment I happened to think that there were about two hundred kegs of powder stored in the room di rectly over the carpenter shoj) and that the floor between consisted only of loose boards laid down on the beams ! My courage came near leaving me and I shouted to the foreman, who was before me: "For God's sake, come back! There's powder overhead!'' "I know that," said he coolly, " but we must put out the fire." Taking off his coat, he threw it over the shavings and then threw himself full length on top of it. At the same time he called out tome: "Now throw on the water!" and I did it, thoroughly drench ing him and checking the flames mate rially. By the time the other workmen came running up the fire was out. Turn ing and grasping me by the hand the brave Yankee exclaimed: "I would not have entered t'uis building in the face of such danger as threatened us for all the company is worth if I hadn't thought it was my duty." Examination showed that the office had been robbed of several costly rifles and other things, and then the fire was started to hide the crime. Several days after the employe who had . i - i -i i i.1 .1 met the discharged workman on the day of the fire happened to remember about his interview with him and reported it. Two or three other suspicions circum stances were recalled, he was arrested, and all the stolen goods found in his room. He had robbed the office and set fire to the building in revenge for his dismissal, little thinking and perhaps little caring how many lives might have been lost in consequence. If the fire had hot been discovered at its start and had communicated with the powder, the result would have been terrible to the whole settlement. The criminal was sent to State prison for seven years. The last explos'on I witnessed, and the one which finally led me to leave the hills, has a little ghost story connected with it which make the incredulous laujjh, but which nevertheless occurred just as 1 tell it. One evening in Jue I started for home about 10 o'clock. It was a bright moonlight night and '.a warm one, and my road lay along a nar row causeway and over a bridge between two large ponds. The water looking in viting, I concluded to take a swim all bj myself; so I undressed and plunged in. I had finished my bath and was dressing to go home when I happened to glance in the direction of one of the mills, only a part of the roof of which was visible from where I stood. As I looked at the mill I saw resting on the peak of the roof and facing directly toward me something that looked exactly like a human skull that had been coated with phosphoruf and wras all aflame. The empty eye sockets and the grinning jaws gave it "a decidedly "hair-raising" appearance, and I felt my heart going down toward my shoes in an exceedingly j lively manner. I stood and looked at it for fully ten minutes, not knowing whether to run or to stand my ground ; i I dared not go into the yard if I had felt ! inclined, as it was against the rules for those not on duty to enter. I finally went home, leaving the hideous object still glar- ing at me in the bright moonlight, and needless to say in a very unsettled state i of mind. The next morning just as I sat down to breakfast there came a fearful explosion which shook the p'as- ! ter all off the walls of the room and jammed one of the window sashes be- . hind mo over my head, breaking the ' glass all out of the sash and nearly stun-: ! ning me. I jumped to my feet and started toward the door when there came another shock from another mill which had caught fire from the first. The mil'J where I had seen my "ghost" and to! which I was going as soon as I had finished my meal had exploded and ig-1 nited the secend mill. The occupant of the first mill was torn limb from limb. I had been working with him' the day before in another part of the yard and had said to him: "I wouldn't work in your mill for all the company is worth." "Oh, pshaw !" he answered,' "I would rather work there than any where else." That was the last I saw of him until I found his disfigured re mains the next morning. As for my "ghost." I have no explanation to offer. I have never seen one since. Although a firm disbeliever in supernatural appa ritions in general I have always looked upon it aa warning of impending dan ger on that occasion. Dog Teams ln Siberia. Engineer Mellville, of the lost Jean nctte, in his bo jk describing the search for Commander DeLong, thus tells how! the native Yakuts cover long distances by aid of dog teams: There arc inter esting descriptions of the huts of these' Yakuts, their mode of life, their food and manners, which aro too "highly flavored " to quote. Thjir mode of con veyance by dog teams is worth a few words. "There were eleven dogs in our team, the largest weighing about forty-five and the lightest about twenty five pounds, and they make the icy air resound with their discordant solos and chorus. I seated myself sidewajson the sled with my feet trailing on the ground or snow, allowing room in front for Yasilli. Composing himself he seized the great iron-shod staff with which he j guides the sled dogs, and when in : id temper beats them, too, and grasp ing the bows of the sled gave it a gentle sway, shouting the while to the team. Away we went with the dogs in full cry, all yelping, snapping, biting and seizing each other from be hind, those in front turning round to tight back until some were drawn off their feet and dragged along at a fearful rate; Yasil i, yelling at the top of his voice, coaxed, scolded and anathematized by turn, until at length, by dint of twist ing and rolling over, the team became entangled into one living mass of vicious flesh. To pacify and disentangle the crazy canines, Vasilli leaped upon them with his iron-pointed guiding staff, and the only astonishment to me w as how the brutes could live under such a heavy basting. It is true, some of them, a.ter receiving a severe blow on the small of the back, did drag their hind legs for a few minutes, but in the end it did not seem to check their desire to bite and fight. Yet they were considerably more tract able after their first beating, and ran along at a more even pace, following the leaders, who in turn were guided and governed by Va-illi's word of command. "Directly the dogs had outlived their excitement and settled strictly to their work, they looked beautifully picturesque,-with heads down and manes and tails up and wagging, while only an oc casional yelp burst from their ranks as they scudded along the ravines and over rivers, taking the top of the hard snow at about six miles an hour. After a run of an hour or less the dogs arc usually brought to a stop and permitted to rest ; whereupon they stroll around and rub the rime out of their eyes and ears, and from their heads, and then stretching out, lick their paws, which soon become very sore from travel. A team can sel dom endure more than ten days' con tinuous work, for, no matter how well fed, the feet wear out and bleed, and the dogs are shortly so enfeebled as to be alaiost useless. A native will not willingly drive his team two days in suc cession, the custom being to travel one day and rest the next." A Nation or Ejjg Eatcrj. "There are at least 50,000,000 egg ' consumed daily in the United StateV ! said a wholesale dealer near Washington I market, New York, to a reporter for the j Mail and Express. "That's over 4, 000, -j 000 dozen and at an average price will nmount.tnat. least S80.000. Think of the ouflav anci business activity required " . , to handle this enormous quantity. The American people are egg caters. As a general thing the supply is equal to the demand, but about three years ago late after January, we ran ashore on domes tic eggs. What was the result? Europe began to ship us pickled eggs by the millions. Shiploads came over. Prices went down, and the European pickled eggs at fourteen cents a dozen became immensely popular. This almost ruined our home egg market. During the months of April and May the eggs are pickled by means of a solution of lime water. They are kept until November aud December and then come in to lower the market. Fresh eggs, though, are worth thirty cents a dozen " "Where do the eggs in the United States principally come from?" "From Jersey, Delaware, Virginia, North and South Carolina and Maryland. The Western States of course furnish large quantities, but not so much as the States mentioned. Nineteen million two hundred thousand eggs were ship ped from Europe to this country since the first of April to September. They came from Belgium, Copenhagen, Ham burg and the greatest egg mart in the world, Antwerp. But all these Eu ropean eggs are pickled, and although not half so good as the .fresh, yet they have the effect of lowering the prices. All of the peasantry in Germany, Bel gium and Holland raise large quantities of fowl. But in the United States a few farmers only jmy attention to the in dustry." Dollars and sense to each other. are often strangers A RARE OLD BIBLE. The cv Testament of the lfth Cen tnry Some Comparisons. In the window of A. Wanless, the well-known Woodward avenue antique and modern book collector, is now ex hibited a rare old Bible, which some time ago came into his possession. It is brown with time and worn by its struggles through 300 years of exist ence. It had worn out its first binding thirty years after it was published, but the heavy le ithern one that replaced it has withstood two centuries and a half. It is dilapidated and rather rusty and there is a great breach in the back, but it looks good for a number of years yet to come. The title page reads : THE NEWE TEFTAMENT Of our Lord Jefus Chrift. Conferred diligently with the Greek and boft approved tranflations in diuers languages. Imprinted at .London By the Deputies of Chriftofer Barker, Printer to the Queene's Majef tis. 15S9 cum grMa cn priulcgio. The title page i3 surrounded by en gravings of quaint figures, angels, just men made perfect, etc. The book is an English translation of what is known as the Genevan Bible, from having been first published at Geneva. It was published in 1589 and is nearly three hundred years old. The earliest English Bible was the Coverdale, translated from the "Douch and Lat'n" and published on the continent in 15o5. This book is but fifty-four years its junior and five years older than the Bishop Bible, so called, with which it has sometimes been confounded. It is printed in heavy old English type, and is what is called a "black letter" Bible. Some of the vagaries ot translation are shown by this comparison of a few verses from Eeclesiastcs, chapter iii., as published in the Genevan and the ordi nary King James version: GENEVAN. I KIXG JAMES. 18. I confidcred in IS. I said in mine mine heart the f late of .heart concerning the the children of men, estate of the sons of that God had purged man, that o I might them. manifest them, and that they miht see that they themselves are beasts. 10. For that which l'.K As the one dyeth fo dieth tie other; for ibefalleth the sons of they have all one men befalleth beasts ; breath, and there is no even one thing befall fiir.'elleneis of man eth them ; as the one abovi the beaft, fortieth so dieth the other; all is vanity. yea, they nave an one breath ; so that a man hath no pre-eminence above a beast ; for all is vanity. 20. All go to onaj 20. Ail go unto one place, and was of the place ; aU are of the duft and all f hall re- dust, and all turn to turn to the duft. !dust again. .21. AVho knoweth 21. Who knowath whether the fpirite of the spirit of man that mm afcende upward goeth upward, an.l the and the fpirite of thepirit of the beast; that beaft defcende down- goeth downward to ward to the earth ; tho earth i Wherefore Therefore I fee I perceive that th .io that there is nothing is nothing better than better than that a man that a man should re fhoul.l re joy ice in his joice in his own works; affairs, beeause that for that is his portion; is his poirtion. For for who shall bring who fhall fee what he him to see what shall fhall be after him ; !be after him A These celebrated verses from that mag nificent poem of the twilight of history, the book of Job, will hardly be recog nized by those who are familiar with tho King James version : Canft thou binde the unicorne with hif baude to labour in the furrowf ; or will be plow the valleys after thee, Canft thou dravve put Luuthian with an hook, and with a line "which thou fhalt caft down unto his tongue. Canft thou eaf t an hooke into his nofe; canft thou pierce his jawes with an angle? And these from chapter xxxYiii. arc scarcely less altered : 28. Who is the father of the raine, or who hath begotten the droppes of the dewe. 80. Tiie waters are hidden as with a ftone and the face of the depth is frofen. 31. Canft thou reftrain tire fweet influences of the Pleiades: or loofe the bands of Orion. When the Bible was rebound early in the seventeenth century there was bound with it one of the earliest editions of metrical Psalms. This portion of the volume is very quaint, and although it is considerably younger than the remainder of the book "it looks just about as an tiquated and musty. It was printed in 1612 at London. The title page runs as follows, although the appearance of the page cannot be expressed in nineteenth century type : THE WHOLE BOOKE OF P3ALM3, collected into English meeter By Thomas Sterneholt. Iolm Hopkins, and others, conferred with tho Hebrew, with apt notes to fing them withall. S3i forth aud allowed to be sung in all churches of all the people together, before and after morning and evening pray er, alfo before and after Ser mons, and moreover in privata Houfes,for their Godly folace and comfort, laying apart all vngodly Songs and Ballads, which thend onely to the nourifh ment of vice and corrupting of youth. Colossiaxs. HI. Let; the word of God d v If p'enteousfly in all wifedome, teaching ail exhorting one another in Pfalmes, H nines and f niritual fongs and fing unto 1 1 ) Lord in your hearts. Iames V. If any le afflicted.let him Pray, if any be merry, let hira fing Pfalmes. The first Psalm, as it appeared in this eirly church rhythm, opened as fol Idws : Ye man is bleft that hath not bent to wicked rede hiseare; Nor led his life as finners doe, nor fate in f coffers chayre. But in the law of God the Ixrd doth fet his whole delight: And in that law dot h ex 'ivife himself both day and night. It takes some effort to recognize in the following the beautiful twenty-second P.-aTm, "The Lord is my Shepherd, I s'aa'l not want:'' The Lord is onely my f upport, and he fiat doth me fceie: How can I then lacke anything whereof I f tand in need. He cloth me fold in coast3 moft fafe, tha tender grasse faft by: An 1 after driues me to the f treames, which runne moft pleafantly. A id when I feele my fell neare loft, then doth bo me home take: C mducting ms in the right pathes, even for his owne names sake. And though 1 were even at deaths docuv, vet will I feare none ill, Fji- with thy rod and fhepherd crook I am comforted f till, Thou haft my table richly docket In defpight of my foe: Thou hasf t my head with balme refivf ht, my cup doth overflow: An i finally while breath doth laft- tne grace fhall me defend: A ad in the houfeof God will I my life forever fpend. Detroit Free Press. SILENT LIVES. Is ho the only hero he whose dee Is Are writ on this world's records? Whose great name Is haloed with the splendid light of Fame? Methinks that if one heart in silenco bleeds Per griaf o'tr frail humanity's dire needs Tri3s earnestly to purify from shame One fallen soul, -to right one wrong, on blanip, To bring the flowers cf good from out tha weeds Of o:j3 poor, downcast life to him the cro .vn Of higher honors than the conqueror's bays Shall be awarded. Histha nobler pla;;e, The loftier rank, the holier renown For, stop by step, his unmasked, simple ways Shall lead him upward till ho see God's face. C. li. C.-cspi. PUNGENT PABAGRAMB Original Western fcttlers Pistols and knives. Waterloo Obscrcer. There's one line that every woman de lights to hang on -masculine. Waterloo OLserrer. Nine s: ciety girls out of ten aic iu love with a uoo lle, boodle or poodle. llosto.i Post. - A puppy's joke is not very funny, but there is something waggish about a dog's tail. Teras t if tin .. It is not the change of scene that cures o many traveling inva'ids. It is ab sence from the doctor. Ho saved, and he saved, and he saved, E.-onoiiiical. good Mr. lJuzlan l; And when lie had got all ho craved It went to Ins wile's second husband. Courier-Join h i'. You can stave off a troublesome cred itor, and even procrastinate hunger somcwh t by tightening the belt, but you can't shirk a sneeze. Vhicnjo Jxd qer. !-'ome of the poet Willis' best lines were written in Ids boarding house. They w ere tender lines prob sidy. They are always good in a boarding house. Vud: "Let go my car," yelled a passenger on a "West Sid? stree t car yesterday. "I beg your nardon," said the other man, "I thought I h ;d hold of the strap." Chirajo Herald. If a man wants a sack of flour, or something in a bottle to p"t on sore feet, he can send for it, but for knowl edge, or a hair cut, he must go himself. Lhtaijo Ledger. A North Carolina negro went right on pi '.y ing the fiddle af:er a bullet had been tired into his brain. Exasperated peo, la will hereafter fire at the fiddle. litdionaj olis Journal . A correspondent asks: "Canyon in form ine how to get fat?" Certainly, buy alive dollar horse and wagon and go around to the back doors after it. Hus ton Commercial Dulhtin. Young ladies who will not marry when they have a chance ZMiss it. Exchange. No doubt of it. But what arc they to do? When one accepts an otTcr she gen erally Airs, it too.- Jtostoii 1'oat. A Brooklyn clergymen says that liquors may soon be sold in skating rinks and then "the result will be disastrous." We should say so. It is hard enough for a sober man to stand up. Call. An article in a New England paper i headed "How to Beach Young Men.' The fathers of several marriageable daughters in this city have adopted the plan of reaching them with a boot. -I'ucL A new book is entitled "How I Made Money at Home." We advise our read ers lo have nothing to do with it. Three men were arrested a few days ago for making money at home, Korrintown Herald. A LEGAL OATH. "Do you," said Bessie t'other day, "In earnest love me, as you say, Or are those tonder words applied Alike to fifty girls beside?" "Dear, cruel girl," cried I, "forbear, For by those rosy lips I swear" She stopped me as tho oath 1 took, And cried, "You've sworn now kiss the buok." Statesman. Tir. AL E. Wadsworth savs the earth I has a "heterogeneous viscid, elastic, liquid interior, irregularly interiocKea w ith and gradually passing into a lighter heterogeneous crust." That is a good definition of a custard pie. Derrick: Hazeltine, the sprint runner, advertises to teach the "Art of Self-defense." Per haps, after all, the theory of putting 100 yards between yourself and assailant in eleven seconds is abcut as effectual a system of self-defense as could be de vised. San Francisco Post. WARM WEATHER INDICATIONS. Soon will the festive bumble bee His little carol sing, And polish up right carefully His merry little sting. Soon will the small boy seek the wood To climb his favorite tree, And in a happy, careless mood Pursue t hat self-same bee Then will that blithesome bee in turn Cause that same boy to scud . To where ho can relieve the burn By plastering with mud. Puck. A man never begins to find out how little he knows about domestic matters until his wife asks him to keep his eye upon the baby, and to sec that a pan of melted butter is kept stirred, while she goes into the attic to look through her rag bag. Fall River Advance. "Jimmy, my child," the fond mother exclaimed, "don't eat so much of that lobster salad. You'll be ill to-niirbt, dear; I know you will." "Well, ma," said Jimmy, as he helped himself to another plateful, "if I am you'll know what's the matter with me, anyhow." Somen ille Journal. "WHERE IGNORANCE IS BLISS." There's music now heard in the morning A? sweet as the tones of a fiddle, 'Tis the melody made by the flap-jacks, As they sizzle and sing on the griddle. And 'tis now that the boarding house mis sus. The hearts of her boarders to chirrup, Brings oub the light-colored molasses And serves it as "pure maple syrup. And the boarders, confiding and trustful, Partake of the saccharine staple With quite as much relish and gusto As if 'twere the pure sap of the maple. Boston Courier. An English clergyman recently per formed 108 baptisms and nine marriage on one Sunday, J
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