. VOL. VI,
PLYMOUTH, N. C;, FRIDAY, JULY 13, .1894.
NO. 2.
V,
SHUTTERS. . ,
When yon ar f.arkeneJ, and ' your fate de
plore, '
. Rise seek, to make thasum of sorrow less
, 'And lire's true moaning, unperceived before,
"Will dawn from oat the new unselfishness.
Shutters ot self close the complalner's view
But some small action for another's weal
, Will stir tfieh hltges, and a ray break
. ' . through - ' .:'..-.
Whioh shall a glimpse of Duty's face meat
jjUch earned service for humanity
. ; "Will set self's shutters more and more ajar
Yiooded with God's own light the soul will
. . be, ,..
When thrust wide open with good deedi
'. : they are. . .
Charlotte risk Bates, In Harper's Bazar.
THE HIDDEN TREASURE.
daughter bad gout
to the theatre, and
. the city man had
. been dining alone,
having arrived
- home rather lata.
J with a beaming
' countenance and a
JC ' , "Ha, .
' :. V bulged pocket. He
'was lazily following with , half
' closed eyes the wreaths of cigar smoke
which floated out through the open
: French window, when a rap fell ujjon
- the door of the room.'
j "Come in," said Mr. Vanderveldt,
. still following the dissolving" smoke
with his sleepy gaze. ' '
A maid servant entered.- .. ',
. .
"If you please, sir, there's a person.
out in the passage who would 'likoto
speak: to you in private; and, please,
Bir, ne says u s very peruc ler.;.
";.;"Show him . in here," said" he.
"Never mind clearing away thecloth."
A moment later the man enjetfcjl.
He was a tall, seedy-looking iridrrid
, aal, ' with hollow cheeks, ill-kempt
-hair, dressed in a rusty brown suit,
holding abattered beaver hat .' in one
hand and dangling a solitary glove be
tween, tbe finger and thumb of the
,otherl .. . 7 '
1 "T'You are the owner of . this house,
eir,- I believe 7" said the seedy-looking
- man, staffing his one glove into his
tronserspoket.
... f 'What right have you to ask?'
"And tlA garden?"
x 'Ah 1 irfy . garden ! What do you
want to kow for ?"
You Tall Very soon find out, sir,"
said the. iian, who was . a very . cool
kind of aV customer, producing apiece
of pasteboard as he spoke, and thrust
ing ii into ' the city man's hand.
. "-'t is my name, sir," and he bowed
"whilst Mr. Vanderveldt gazed at; the
'cardr , i .: ' .-' ',
"Mr. Stephen Priddy," he mut
tered. ' f -V -"This
houi(e- and' garden is your
property nowf" cried Mr. Priddy) with
a ' certain air of earnestness, "and,
therefore, any treasure" he paused a
moment, then continued "any treas .
; are that rs ight be hidden upon it must
. also be jours." 7 , " 1
For..the first time since the seedy
mapa entrance Mr. Vanderveldt re-
garded him with attention.
"What do you mean?";
.' Mr. Priddy rose and stepped to the
'window. . ;;-v
"That garden," said he, pointing,
- "you have little idea what is concealed
beneath the surface of it, sir, in the
r rticular spot upon which my eye ii
at this moment resting. Briefly, 1
will tell you the story.
"Twenty years ago a lady lived
here, i She was a very nervous old
body, and there came the news one
.evening as I was sitting with her that
r the house next door had been robbed.
"That very day she had drawn a
large sum of money out of the bank,
and this report of burglars scared her
horribly. : .
"You know what old ladies are, sir.
She became so nervous that she de
clared that she could not go to bed with
all that gold in the safe downstairs.
;"I suggested burying the gold in.
the garden for the night. She jumped
at the idea, and begged me to carry it
out. Accordingly, I procured an
empty box, placed the bag of money
in it, dug a hole in the soil and hid it.
vv "The old lady then went calmly to
.t vrhen next morning came ehe
?red dead, btone dead, sir.
, the doctors called it.
was a pretty'conaidera-
as you may trapposo,
lo-IecUjncUhs burhd
! A K &
. ill
money clean out of my head for the
time, being."
, "Well, sir," he continued, "it hap
pened, owing to circumstances which
I cannot very concisely recall nowit
being, as you say, twenty years ago
since the thing occurred that I was
obliged to leave this house on the day
following the decease of my old lady
relative. I ent away, still forgetting
all about the money that I had buried.
"My motive in calling this evening
is just to inform you that ' the money
still lies hidden where I buried it with
my own hands twenty years ago. It
is yours now, 'sir, as, alas! this old
house is, too," and the dirty-faced man
threw what was intended to be a pa
thetio glance around the room, his
eyes lingering especially long upon
the dinner table.
"But, "said Mr. Vanderveldt. throw-
jTJJSthe end of his cigar out through
ins ojhv"uiavw nuj UIU you noi
return youtSSlfJiears and years ago to
dig up your buried treasure!!
"A month after I hid it I sailetf'ftfH
Australia, and I only returned to Eng
land a fewB weeks ago," promptly re
plied the seedy man. ,
"Then what makes you come to m
now?" continued the city .gentleman.
"People ure not usually so honest
Why did you not come in the night
and dig up the money . yourself, and
quietly carry it off?"
'Because, sir," replied Mr. Priddy,
with a proud smile, "I am a gentle
man, despite my present humiliating
condition. X would scorn to take that
which no longer rightfully belongs to
me. . To put the matter on a business
footing, what will you give me to show
you exactly the whereabouts of the
money?" .
"'t "Why," Mid Mr. Vanderveldt, an
expression of perplexity coming into
his stolid countenance, "I don't know
what to say. How do I ' know you aro
not a swindler, for instance?" .And
Mr. Vanderveldt , tried to force a very
knowing scowl.
. 'Ob, as to that,- replied Mr. Prid-
dy, with a superior smile, "give me
a shovel and I will reassure you at
once. "
"Good, "replied the city gentleman,
rising. "There is still light to see
by. Lead the, way, sir." v
,; "Hold ! the bargain !" said the seedy
man, picking up his hat and halting
upon the threshold. "If the money
is there I take half. Is that' fair?"
: "It will be quite fair if the money
Vs there," said Mr. Vanderveldt. -
Mr. Priddy ' took the shovel, and,
carrying it in his hand, walked
straight to the large oval plot in the
middle of the green, pausing to gaze
about him when he arrived on the
edge of it,- as though to get his cor
rect bearings. ,
i Mr. Priddy. then fell to digging.
The earth was moist, and the large,
brown sods were easily turned.
, Mr. Vanderveldt, regardless of the
flying mould, drew to the edge of the
plot and stood staring with expectant
gaze down into the slowly deepening
hole. ' . ,: r-
Suddenly the blade of the shovel
emote something hard, and there was
a slight sound of the ' splintering of
wood. Mr. Priddy redoubled r his
efforts without a word. Mr. Vander-.
veldt gave vent to k deep "ah I"
. In another moment a small square
box was disclosed to view, the wood of
it discolored almost to the hue ot the
o)ay soil, which still adhered in lumps
to it. ' ;
"For heaven's sake I" cried Mr. Van
derveldt, fairly overcome with excite
ment, "let us go in the house and di
vide the money, man the money 1"
i The city .man, with trembling hand,
lighted the gas. - Mr. Priddy took up
the door mat and very carefully de
posited, the befouled box upon it. The
shovel had scattered the fragile lid,
and with the aid of a carving knife he
speedily pried open the splintered
fragments.' Then, putting in his hand,"
he drew forth a small red canvas bag,
nearly round in shape, and tightly
bound with a cord at the mouth.
"Cat it!" cried the portly cit gen
tleman, thrusting a knife into Mr.
Priddy's hand, when that worthy had
been calmly trying to undo the knot
for about three minutes.
"I trust you are no longer inclined
to question the motive of my visit ?"
said the seedy lmanr passing the keen
blade through he string. . '7
"Oh, bans it-f'nol There, oren, do I
AM" (
. A large heap of glittering gold rolled
out upon the snowy .tablecloth as Mr.
Priddy turned the canvas bag upside
down. .. v . .. : v..
Both men stood regarding it for a
moment in silence ; then Mr., Vander
veldt's fat hand wandered mechanically
towards the little pile, and he fell to
counting. . , -
- "Ah, that's right 1" saidMr. Priddy
"See how much we have here."
"Five hundred dollars," announced
the city man, fter a.1 'Jfierval of
silence. . wy...-'- . .
"Good. I thought as much. Two
fifty each. , ' A ood night's work, Mr
Vanderveldt." . - '
"My friend, you have behaved like
a gentleman. The money , was all
within your grasp, yet you chose to
say : 'No, it belongs to the owner of
the house I' Give me your hand, Mr.
Priddy I-
. , "And now let us divide I" continued
the city man. ' 1
;. "Stay!" One little favor, Mr. Van-
e1rveI3lt--sr''ro hundred and fifty dol
lars in gold isJkht weight. Would
you give me paperNfot the amount,'
your, check or notes?". ,;, ,-s V
"With pleasure, "t replied M.Van
derveldt, and going to a desk he ah
locked it, drew forth a check-book
and filling in a check for the amount
handed it to the seedy man, who, with
the greatest sang froid imaginable,
placed it in the breast-pocket of his
shabby jacket. "
The two men sat awhile smoking
and chatting, and then Mr. Priddy
took his leave and departed
Again . Mr. Vanderveldt sat after
dinner complacently surveying his
garden, this time in the company ol
his wife and daughter. Again there
came a tap at the door, again the
servant maid announced a visitor, and
again she was directed to show him
ia.
A tall man in a frock coat entered,
bqwing very politely to nobody in
particular, in a manner peculiar to
shop walkers.
Mrs. Vanderveldt instantly recog
nized him as Mr. Mercer, the silk
merchant, to whom she was under
various pecuniary obligations.
"Very sorry to trouble you, sir, at
this unseemly hour," saidMr. Mercer,
with an apologetic glance at the table
cloth. "Do you remember settling
a little account of mine this morning,
sir
ul gave you eight eagles," said Mrs.
Mrs. Vanderveldt.
The shopman put his hand into hii
pocket and produced the eight pieces
of money which he laid upon the
table. . .
"Tou are a, gentleman, sir," said
he, bowing toward the fat city man,
"whose character stands too high to
leave room to doubt that what has oc
curred is more than a trifling and un
intentional mistake. But, sir, are
yon aware that those eight eagles now
before you the identical ones you
paid m?, sir are all of them counter
feit coins?" . . r
Mr. Vandervsldt turned pale. He
had taken the coins from the heap of
gold which the seedy man had duj
up the previous night.
For a couple of minutes he sat i
silence, staring vaoantly at the shop
man before him. . Suddenly thsre was i
another rap on the door, and almost
before he could reply, a stout little
man bounced into the room. i
"I beg pardon for intruding," cried
he, in a coarse, excited voice, "but
are yen aware, Mr. Vanderveldt,' sir, i
that that there money you paid me in
discharge ot my account this afternoon
was alf bad?" And he threw down
five eagles olose to the silk merchant's
little heap.
The two tradesmen exchanged looks.
The confusion of Mr. Vanderveldt's
mind rendered his stolid countenance
more miserable than ever.
A vague suspicion was slowly taking
form in his mmd. He rose and went
to his desk, from which he laboriously
drew forth the red canvas bag contain
ing the residue of the previous night's
windfall. . '
Thii he emptied upon the table, and
taking coins from the heap at random J
he sounded them upon the table. They
all fell dead as lead.
' "Hal", whispered the stout littlo
man to the urbane . 'silk merchant,
"looks rummy, don't it?"
- Trs. Van-Terveldt rime to the rcT-cus
magnificently , She took in with the
full grasp of her woman's . mind the
sigaificanae of the mistake which had
occurred, and which, unless dextrously
explained, would ruin her husband's
reputation. ,
'"My goodness, Corney 1" said she to
her stupefied husband, as she exam
ined theooins under the gaslight, "Do
you know what you have done? You
have been paying accounts with the
card counters?" .
And she forced a spasmodic lit tl
laugh. Then,, turning to :the two
trades people, she said calmly :
' "My husband has been subject to.
fits of absent-mindedness of late. . He
has been-working too hard. '. I must
ask you to excuse this stupid blunder,
and if you will send in your, bills
afresh they shall be paid without de
lay." ; . ,
The people accepted the explanation
without a word, bowed one after : an
other, and quitted the room. Mr.
Cornelius Vanderveldt, with a little
groan, sank back into his armchair. .
Suddenly, however, he struck his
massive brow a prodigious " slap, and
sprang ereot. ' '
"That jmnnndrftll" he roared, "he
has got my check .for $2oU. London
Tid-Bita. ,7
v An Extraordinary Swimmer. -
. They have just found a swimmer in
Australia who has aroused v the inter
est of all sportsmen who make swim
ming something more than a pastiote
in this country. 7-.Nobody seems to
know exactly how thd ,new man,
Gormly, swims, though the Australian
papers devote column's of description
to his style, having got to the point
of illustrating his method. Even the
experts in this coantry are unable to
fathom the peculiarities of his stroke,
which has reduced nil the notable
swimmers in Australia and New Zea
land to despair. It should be said,
by the way, that the swimmers of that
part of the world are men of extraor
dinary swiftness, enduranoo . and
power. Gormly does not pretend to
train for his races, but makesx it a
point to spend six or eight hours
every day in the water. His btroke is
now being copied by a number of pro
fessional and amateur swimmers of the
antipodes. He swims, according to
the description, with his right arm
perfectly straight that is, it makes a
long, slow sweep from the . shoulders
down ward, and back war I as he lies on
his right side. But the real stroke
which sends him through the water at
a rate which amazes his competitors is
what is described as "the corkscrew mo
tioa of the left leg, which is drawn up
and out of the water, so as to bo almost
completely in view, and is then pushed
under the water and thrust back
ward with a oorkscrew motion, which
sends the body along at a remarkable
rate of speed." This is the most sue
oinct explanation which has yet been
given of Gormly's method of Bwim
ming. He is coming over here this
summer, so when the camera fiends
get at him the public will know all
about the "corkscrew motion" which
he uses. Incidentally his style - of
swimming casts a bitter reflection up
on the frog, which has heretofore sus
tained an unquestioned eminence as
the model for. champion swimmers.-
New York Sun.
maxes Mrr men vowaras.
"In reading of the terrible havoc
wrought by the late storm on our At
lantic coast," said Captain L. M.
Eeene, pf the United States Navy, at
the Ebbiit, "I couldn't help a' thrill
of horror;, at the fate of the poor
wretches that were drowned in sight
of the help that was powerless tu
save. It will make any man feel, thus
who has ever gone through a .ship
wreck. . It is facing death in its most
dreaded form. The forces of nature,
exerted violently, make cowards-ot
the bravest. I have seen South Amer
icans cower and collapse in times ol
earthquake. They would lose every
spark of Couragti and act like fright
ened children. The same men would
stand up and, with smiles on their
faces, stab each other to death "with
their keen, longbladed knives.
"During the earthquake at Charles
ton, S. C, old soldiers that h
demonstrated their nerve on ; many f
bloody field, were victims of abjec'
fear. Bullets could not make the '
Aj, but the un ioen forces that niov
' on them so mysteriously were to.
;cuoh for human endurance." Wa
i rtoa Post, ; '
TRICKS, IN TEAS.
WAYS THAT AUK DARK OF THE
, HEATHEN CHINEE,
Very Slick Is He, Dut Not Always Suc
cessful, fn Adulterating Teas Seat
to America 6O.00O. Pack
ages Condemned la One Lot
IF at the bottom of your teacup,
after , you have Bipped the more
or less fragrant andcheering bev
erage, you find a dark paste-like
sediment, charge it up ; to . the ways
that are dark of "the heathen Chinee."
The Bediment is mud plain, every
day, Chinese blue mud, and it was put
there by your Celestial with intent to
defraud the purchaser of the crop. ".
, Perhaps there is no' sediment, but
that does not argue that you have es
caped John's wiles. If the tea is bit
ter and rank to the taste, it is because
that with the leaves of the , tea plant
there have been mixed all the way
from twenty to sixty per cent, of the
leaves of a willow, or of a plant that
is known as the sloe, both of which
grow wherever tea is grown, just as
cheat or tares grow alongside of wheat.
Again, if your tea is neither muddy
nor rank, but ia . weak and without
either flavor or fragrance, it is be
cause tho leaves have already done
full duty in some f ar-a-way tea-house,
havo been gathered up from the
kitchens,. re-dried and then colored
with. Prussian blue and soapstone and
shipped to dear, gullible America. ,
The adulteration of tea and the sub
' stitntion of spurious and exhausted
leaves mammoth and indfietroua
evil. To Buchproportions had it
grown that in November, 1883, Con
gress, passed an act for the protection
of importers and created the office of
Tea Inspector in connection with the
Custom Houses in New York, Chicago
and San Francisoo. Tea is admitted
free of duty, but not one chest of it
can be landed until the inspector cer
tifies that it is free of adulteration or
spurious substitutes. ' ;;
When a New York World reporter
called at the United States Appraisers
great work-house, on Laight and Hud
son streets, recently, Isaac McGay,
the inspector for, the Port of New
York, sat before a circular table, upon'
which were placed in neat array a
dozen dainty china cups and saucers,
each of which vas fill? nearly to the
brim with the infusions which he had
but recently made. A bright copper
kettle steamed cheerily at his elbow.
Mr. McGay had just completed a task,
and he leaned back in his tilted arm
chair with an amused smile upon his
cheery and ruddy countenance.
"You have oome in good time," he
said to the reporter, who asked for
some information about Government
tea inspection. . "These : cups repre
sent samples from a cargo of 60,000
packages of tea, every pound of which
has got to go back."
"To China?"
1 can't answer that question.
Maybe to Canada or England, but it
cannot come through the Fort of New
York. That is a great deal of tea to
condemn, but that is what I am here
for. I do not believe that within the
twelve years I have been in this de
partment, during the last four of
which I have been '- the inspector, 1
have ever examined a shipment ia
which all the elements of fraud were
so unblushingly "combined. In - the
first place, forty per cent, of th
weight of this tea is dirt. I mean
common earth that costs only the
price of the labor involved to dig it.
"This earth, ground to an impalp
able powder, is mixed with a paste
made of rice water and known as con
gee. This is adroitly done, the paste
uniting the particleof dirt , into the
ntrfec.t imhUnM nf ftm&ll. Olirlad tf J"
r ,
leaves. As the tea proper is V'
packed into the chest W
stands by with the cor'
with a sweeping f
in thin layers..'
"In a eft'
each wei "
of -3,6
410.0"'
tea,
goer
wkv
t'or I
stanu N
year a
before to refufsa any of their t : ad
mission to this port.
"Bat I have not toll a'l. la ad
dition to the adulteration with c!.sy, I
find this cargo contains a large per-
' .. 1 . m , 1 . I . . . . 1 '
an easily traced proportion of nr !
lowe." : i :
"What is marlowe?";
"That is the name in the trads Jot
tea leaves that' have teen exhausted
and redrieJ. In Hon.t 2 tore' tlis ,
principal tea gardens are located on
Marlowe street. A regular wejos,
familiar :to all foreigners, , makes a
daily colleejioa of the leaves from'
hich the tea of the previous twenty-
four hours has been drawn. This sys
tem of collect'on is in operation all
ver the Empire, I imagine, from the ,
amount of the stuff that was formerly
foisted upon this market. It certainly
obtains in all the large cities."
Mr. McGay here called attention to
he dug up the muddy sediment from '
the bottom." ne then flattened out a
number of the infued leaves. The .
difference between the willow, sloo
and tea leaves is apparent to the eye.
He explained the 'system, of inspection.
The ship containiag the invoice is
visited. From each line of sixty, to
nn 1mn1rnrl Wit Aft a aamrtla is taV C a
at random. -These are mixed together,
Then they are examined under y wer
ful magnifying glasses foVofcn , evi
dence of fraud. - ' V
Then Mr. McGay has a little U
party. ' Cups are set for from ten to
twenty, but he ia the only guest. Ii
nevereives 5 o'clock teas,. but fs -" '
tiuiftomT in- to P- m. f
be found'tastlnSr-f d
beverage -he bte Nor
down close to th'
haling their fuc
this part of the j
sionil vertigo ,
companied by t
When this ., conn i
strike work for tl
the open air.
7 Measuring a K',,
Professor Xan,c:
man Institution, 1
ometer to a state i
This instrument, i
simple, is a fine wi
current of electric,
The resistance of f
the., temperature
strength of ;the c.
By measuring the' I
the -temperature- i
ascertained. As i
feasor liangley hj
visible regions cr
with this deVicv.
them, as well as in V
tions, fine abBorp ti.
this and in other fi j
taken a place aa oik
uablo of existing ia.v
latest ' and . most d
wire is 1-500 inch
inch thick, and a d
perature, amounting
degree centigrade cni
Detroit Free Press.
Tiles ! 6
Prefeasor Ball, the
of Ireland, calls "alter
fact ia . connection
present the moon is 2
but there was a tim
past when it was ohl
part of this, or say a -If
the moon at a d
miles gives us tide
feet the world ''ove
been 216 times hi
feetP at the time
40,000 miles aw
above would di'
Valley from the'
mouth of the B '
up water