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"Our Aim will be, the People's Rigid Maintain Unaiced by Power, and Unbrtbed by Grain." WILSON NORTH CAROLINA, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 31, 1892. NO. 21 i ii nT, 11. v ; - MERRY MORS ;ls. aND radiant reflections BY HENRY BLOUNT. ...oh with Pungent Points and Spiced with Sweetest Sentimeni The baker is busiest when hejis loafing. Good character is above all things else. 'Never be idle, for work prevents poverty- An injury to a pear can ndver be re paired. j r i x..l " o 1 longings- Strange but true that when wish to retire. we tire we The cook dosn't burn ever ything she sets on fire. A galvanic battery is indeed a most shocking affair. A good woman keeps her hufeband from being a woe-man. It is better to be nobly remembered than to be nobly born. It would seem natural ior a carpenter to walkwitk a lumbering gait. Yes Eddie, an official sho bid be im- peached for stealing a peach He who waits to do a great deal of good at once will never do anything the wise man expects j every himself, the fool looks to others thing from Harsh words are the thunde rs that roll out from the dark clouds ,of anger. A determined look in the ace of duty frequently hides the scrowl of trouble. The mornina: is the time When most young men forget their rising dmbition. A man's troubles do not dome singly when his vriie presents him with twins. i A baker may have his shop in the west, but his work is always rising in the east. Perfect devotion is the precious perfume of the full blossomed flower of affection. When a balloon fails to gq up as an- ncunced it is a soar disapointm nt to many. The marriage of Mr. Haugh to Miss Teighthe other day made a haughty cou ple. .Consideration for the feelings of others is one of the noblest traits of h acter. uman char- Strange but ti ue it is more weighty to an-nounce a proposition than to pro-pound a conundrum. , ' Only those who are sick kno w the bles- gsof health, and long fo'r tri e com torts Bt purchased by wealth. TIT "C never wisn tor rest uMil we are kred and weary, and never long for Heaven Wtil the earth gets dreary. The weakest, frailest womai is strong enough to enforce her corrvictious of what fright, and to shield herself from that hich is wrong. Contentment is a blessed vir ;ue until it reaches that development vv -iere it sits ;Wly in the shade and allows the weeds VI r x . m I . . ... neglect and indifference to grow around inn "He ;re i$ our purse" said a .husband XT wife to her as she came in froth shopping 7 responded the husband af he saw its condition "and the conteiits are sadly rr.8cu. ' man who would pluck a erfrom th ttrv-. .,:....,, pure, sweet and soil it ine mud nf viV .1 u J j r i-v. Jinn . '-oiiuuiu biaiiu a. sr aiiixu 'ihei"?.8 fellowmen, and hear forever "'OOCS fit Ola. 1 ! - viciuai execration. ;TSS,Sth gloriously tuned harp hen pIaccs in human hearts, and h bre "htly . touched -by g( ntle fingers hich th0Se imPeiishable melodies, and del!ing angels hear with rapture Vr h 3 Sband attains fram drinking SeC,111 the flower garden Of Irosperit ee' Wmfh wiU have 8Pread5n y' Success and honor kor its wide mng branches. n,L j esat111 and happiness Li his loved tioU8 h0me w be the swiet and lus t,.,. ruit that will 'rinffn Lnri "Hditu WUl ripen ltir1teVLaf!rantandbeautiful and heaven- The Bachelor. Jim Cook, the versatile editor of the Concord Standard, made the following uniaue and oriirinal and rich response to the toast "The Old Bachelor" at the recent banquet of the Press Association in Char lotte. He said: ,4I wish no prouder epi taph cut upon the humble marble which shall gleam for a little while among the wild grasses that grow over my neglected crave, than the slmolewords: "Here lies an unmarried editor." As I look around me here on the old familiar faces I cannot dis guise from myself the tact that some of these are men as good by nature and far better by practice than myself. The same kind fortune smiled upon our births. The same protecting providence guided our little barks safely through the perils that beset the infant mariner upon the tempestuous sea of human existence, and in many essential respects i has happened to the good and bad alike. But in one ex ceedingly important particular a great difference exists between the lot of a large majority of the members of this associa tion and that ot the class for whom I have the honor to speak to-night, in re sponding to this toast. I allude, of course, to that hazard of fortunes which has divid ed us into benedicts and bachelors. As I look around me here upon these brethren, beloved brethren, of the press, who once were free American citizens exulting in the powers of a noble manhood and re joicing as a strong man to run a race, now fallen in the great struggle for single exis tence and passed under the galling yoke of matrimonial ties, suffering the penalties of his rash steps in his midnight perambula tions in garments whiter than snow search- inglthrough the household's apothecary shops for a bottle of Mrs. Winslow'sSooth- ing Syrup, while only here and there re mains a bachelor in the unyoked state in which he came from the hands of the Creator, it is impossible not to experience an emotion of thankfulness such as the survivor of a hard fought day feels when the dim of battle hushes into nierht and peace, and he is left unhurt amid the dy ing and the dead, or words to that effect. It requires no little courage, besides other attainments to worship at the shrine of a goddess and at last to marry, but it requires the highest type of courage and manhood to withstand beatrician wiles. Such is the manhood of the few in whose interest I srieak. Doubtless in early life they laid out their routes, and that they cling to them is evidence of their confidence in the same. The majority of the Press Asso ciation may resort to divine injunctions to convince the small minority of the O. K- ness of iheir course, but the same authori- ty 6ays "he that taketh her not in mar riage doth better " take courage, brother Deacon Dowd. Milton is quoted as hav ing said: "Woman is Heaven's last best gift to man," but as Miiton was married twice, tried for a divorce he did most of his writing about hell and kindred subjects such a record isn't worth much as authority. To cap the climax, after the undertakers had put in their work on the remains of Milton's two wives and al chance of their return had been cut off, Mr. Milton wrote his best lines, "Paradise Regained." In the bachelor's preservation of his liberty is found the strongest proof of the truth of Darwin's hypothesis, for only the fittest survive in the long struggle that begins with the first down on the upper lip and only ends when the re treating makes its last stand in a thin exis tence above the coat collar, if it stands at all, or words to that effect. Be steadfast, therefore, and keep your eyes open. Art ful tricks will seek to ensnare you. The most attractive side is the outside. Figures are manufactured, charms are assumed and sweetness te deceptive, we are told. Time will not ptermit us to attempt justice to the bachelor an economical when we view him from and scientific standpoint. We cannot stop to estimate his worth to a community. The bachelor has never been accorded his just meed of praise. As I recall the experiences of the past, and turn an anxious eyt towards the unveiled future which day by day discloses the de vious windings of life's path, no words seem to me so fitly to express the bache lor's gratitude and hope as the pious lines, which Watts wrote and with which I close: "Through many dangers,toils and snares, I safe thus far have come ; 'Tis grace has softened all my cares, And grace will bear me home." Sound Sense. The Rev. Mr. Edwards gave good and wholesome advice when he uttered this admonition to young girls: "Girls be sen sible. Many of you make a fatal mistake by thinking you are getting a man by linking yourselves to any kind of a fellow. Nothing can justify a girl for marrying a drunkard. In order to be sure that your husband will never be a drunkard, make him promise before you marry him that he will never indulge In Intoxicating drinks. Single blessedness is far better than double cursedness. You cannot expect a man who has lost self respect to respect you. We heard of a young English lady who came to New York to marry a young man to whom she was affianced In England. He had come to this country two years previously to be engaged in business. She had known him as a sober young man. During the time she was preparing her wedding outfit he came to see her one evening when just drunk enough to make him foolish. She was greatly shocked and pained. He admitted that occasional ly he drank to excess. She immediately stopped preparations, and told him that she could not marry him. He protested vehemently, and made great promises, but she declared positively that she would not dare trust her future happiness to a man who had formed such a habit. "I came," she said, "three thousand miles to marry the man I loved but rather than marry a drunkard I will return." And so she did, and proved herself strong and wise. A thousand times better dissolve the tender est ties than to be linked to that j body of death called a drunkard. Do yoii believe, girls? Go and ask the drunkard's wife what she thinks. Do not vacillate, hesitate or yield when a drunkard offers you his hand, but Learn to say a decided "no," Which may spare you an untold woe. Do not have faith in a drunkard's word, for he is unreliable. Too many have al ready done so whosej throbbing hearts only ceased their hopeless achings in the chilling silence of the sepulcher. T-et every young woman take a firm stand on the side of total abstinence, and it will do more to' prevent intemperance than any present human means can accomplish. You cannot afford to be indifferent. It has to do with your temporal and eternal welfare. Then be up and doing all you can for the promotion of the temperance cause. A Tale Of Two Chairs. George on his Lizzie calls. When chores are done and evening falls. George is bashful, Lizzie's shy, But then-her parents sit near by. "Good night, George Liz, good night," And paw and maw, by candle light, Go off to bed, and leave to bliss Their daughter and her beau, with chairs arranged like this: i Georere 'lows "This weather'il do Fur hayin," Lizzie thinks so too. "Went coonin' 'long with John last night." "Get any coons r" "No, moon wan't bright." And so they court; naught goes amiss, t And Cieorge and liz have aimea respec- . tive chairs nice tnis With Spartan will to do or die George seems to grow less shy, And chairs become bewitched, I wis They hitch and hitch and hitch until they stand like this: c'D'you like me, Liz?" "Oh'Creorge," They kiss. Then round gets in round and chairs re semble this: She Sure Will " Bruce had recourse to the sword. Tell to a bow and arrow, and Washington ap nealed to the God of battle, but when a woman strikes for liberty, she uses any thing she can lay her hands on. Alan's Hard Lot. An exchange says that man born of woman is of few days and no teeth, and in deed it would be money in his pocket if he had less of either. As for his teeth he had convulsions when he cut them, and the last one comes through, lo! the dentist Is twisting the first one out, and as the last end of that man' 6 jaw is worse than the first, being full of porcelain and roof plate built to hold blackberry seeds. Stone bruises line his pathway to manhood ; his father boxes his ears at home, the big boys cuff him on the playgiound and the teach er whips him in the school room. He buyeth Northwestern at no, when he hath sold short at 96, and his neighbors unload ed upon him Iron Mountain at 63 and in straight way breaketh down to 52. He riseth up early and setteth up late that he may fill his barnes and store houses and lo' his children's lawyers divide the spoils among them and say: Ha! ha! He growl eth and is sore distressed because it raineth, and he beateth upon his breast 'and say eth, "My crop is lost," because it raineth not. The late rains blight his wheat and the frost biteth his peaches. If it be so that the sun shineth, even among the nineties, he sayeth. "Woe to me for I perish." And even if the Northwest wingeth down in forty-two below, he cry eth, "Would that I was dead.1' If he wears sackcloth and blue jeans then thev say he is a tramp, and if he goeth forth shaven and clad in purple and fine linen, all the people will cry, "shoot the dude!" He carrieth insurance for twenty-five years, until he has paid thrice over for all his goods, and then he lets his policy lapse one day and that night fire destroyeth his store. Verily, there is no rest for the sole of his feet, and if he had to do it over again he would not be born at all, for the day of death is better than the day of one's born." Far Fetched. When j that efficient job printer, the ob liging Mr. Dinkins came in the Qjffiie on Monday morning, a 6weet and serene and beautiful: smile rippled over Eddie's lovely cheecks like the silver gleamings of moon, beams upon a quiet lake, arid we all knew that some radiant creation was about to leap from his brilliant mind. And it did, for he said "Mr. Dinkins, why is a sheet of writing paper like a lazy dog." Mr. Dinkins said there was no similarity at all, Oh, yes, said Eddie, there is, for a sheet, of paper is an ink-lined plain, an inclined plain is a slope up, a slow pup is a lazy dog." . We heard a sob, and turning around we saw that poor Dinkins had been so overcome that he was shedding tears of bitter anguish upon the sympathizing bo som of George Stallings who was over whelmed with grief at this indubitable evi dence of man's total; depravity, and of Ed die's inevitable liability to pun-ishment in the world to come. So Awfully Stupid. First sweet girl I understand that hand some young stranger has been calling on you quite regularly. Second sweet girl Yes, but he'.s awful- tiresome. Tiresome? Yes, he don't do a. thing the whole even ing but sit on the extreme end of the sofa and talk . . True. A cynic likens society to a long series of uprising ridges which from the first to the last offer no valley of repose; when ever you take your stand, you are looked down upon by those above you, and reviled and pelted by those below you. Every creature you see Is a fathering Sisyphus, ushing his little stone up some Liliputlan mole-hill. This is our world. Try It. Don't be a cynic and disconsolate preacher. Don't bewail and bemoan. Omit the negative propositions. Nerve us with incessant affirmatives. Don aste yourself In rejection, ror bark against the bad but chant the beauty of the good. A Dangerous Step. The very moment a wife keeps a secret from her husband, and confides it to the keeping of another man, the opens the door to her own hurt and harm and injury and dishonor, for through it is liable to rush at any moment that cold and chilling wind of suspicion and distrust which does so easily and surely freeze up and kill out those beautiful flowers of peace, harmony, faith and confidence which, when In ful lest bloom, always fill life with a perfume as sweet and as delicious as the Heavenly odors, shaken from the flowers of Paradise by the sinless hands of God's own angsls. In this act alone, the preciously studded and richly bejeweled diadem for her royal wifehood j is robbed of its priceless and sparkling brilliancyy her royal scepter is broken, her queenly sway is ended, for the God-woven garland of her Heaven crown ed womanhood Is ruined by the fading and the withering of its sweetest and most beautiful flowers, and all that made her life lovely and beautiful, sweet and peace ful, grand and glorious must needs go down in awful wreck, leaving the Ivy of bitterest memories to creep across the saddened ruins. The Sarcastic Woman. Have you ever met the sarcastic young woman? No! You will find her every where that the Ice grows luxuriantly. She is a cross between a tarter and a tarantula. She is a pest. The giddy,girl, the lacka daisical miss are not ornaments whose loss would cause the world grief, but they can be tolerated. The sarcastic maiden should be Impressed by law. The school Is grow ing. Nobody likes the sarcastic girl ; every body fears and many hate her. Her stock In trade may originally have been satire, but has long ago degenerated Into Impudence, and with the degeneration has slipped away ler ability to see the differ ence between jvhat was and what isbe tween satire and Impudence. She has been fostered in the family circle, and gen erally stays there. She began with mild criticisms of her friends, and ends lam pooning them. Now she has none, and caricatures her acquaintances. Her pa rents applauded her early efforts, and she retaliates by staying on their hands. The family thinks her brilliant; young mein avoid her, and what the world Knows as a sour old maid is generally thus created. Pun-strous George Stallings has been engaged In a desperate square heel-and . toe wrestling match with a lot of atrocious puns. He received a note from a charming young lady friend, announcing that she had been confined to her room for several days with a sprained ankle or foot, and he let loose his punny wit in this reply ; "I am nail-e to the cross of deep con-cern by the tidings of your unlucky feat, but all my, grief in boot-less at this distance. Devoutly my prayers ascend that the is-6hoe may be favorable and that, ere this scrawl can reach you, your wound may be heel-ed in toe-toe, and leave no r-ankle-ing scar be hind as a leg-end-ary reminder of yourdis-comfeet-ure. In foot-ure, pray be more more careful in your gaitor, instep-ping choose less 6lipper-y ground. My knees iness about you un-strings the 6inews of my soul, and my punning stock-in trade, though lasting, has awl pegged out. Knee 'plus ultra. Eye-let you rest without more pun-ishment." George's Miss-hap. George came in the office yesterday, looking as If he had reached for something and didn't ge. it. And this is the way he described it: I caught her in a fond embrace, I gave a vigorous sqeeze, And just as face met up with face She gave a fearful sneeze. Correct. "Beans regarded as food ' is the headline in an exchange. That is the way beans should be regarded. Any one who would regard beans as a beverage would be away off.' ' j' ' ( ge of "living grefen."
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