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FOR OOD. FOR COUNTRY AND FOR TRUTH." $1.00 a yearin advance, VOL. VI. PLYMOUTH, N. 0.; FRIDAY, MARCH 8, 1895. NO. 35. Roanoke Publishing Oo. No day in the week is bo prolific ia Bres as Saturday. One hundred years ago yellow fever vas more common in Northern cities than it is now in tropical towns. It costs $40,000,000 a rear to gov ern New York City. The total ex penditures of the National Govern ment in 1850 were no larger. Athletics; the New York Indepen dent is told, ore only incidental at Cornell. Thoy are too apt to bo ac cidental where thoy aro not incidental. Deputy Sheriff Hall, of North Caro lina, stood in that State and killed an escaping prisoner who was across the li ne in Tennessee. According to ft reoent decision of the Supreme Court of ii'orth Carolina he seems likely to escape punishment, as ho was Dot in Tennessee when he committed the crime, and tho crimo was not com' milled in North Carolina. Some time ago the mongooso wa? troduced into the island of Jamaica t9 destroy tho rats which were doinj . much damage to the sugar cane. But Che Kingston papers say its activity did not. stop there. It destroyed snakes, toads, insectivorous birds and other enemies of tho insect race, and as a result there has been a great in crease in the number of ticks, grass lice, beetles, flies - and other small pests. Horses suffer severely, and sometimes die, from the attacks of the ticks, which get into tbeir ears, nos- . tril3 . and throat. As tho mongoose finds tho rats, snakes, toads and crabs disappearing, it attacks setting fowls nnd carries off their eggs, and kills young pigs, kids, lambs, calves, pups, kittenv poultry and game birds, destroys fruit and vegetables and is suspected of sucking sugar cane, eats ' meat and salt provisions and catches fifth, '.., ', . "Within tho reoollection of the old est mariner there has not been as dis astrous a - year to shipping and sailors as the one just ended, declares the New York Mail and Express. Thou sands .of lives have been lost, hundreds of thousands of dollars' worth of prop erty destroyed, and hundreds of hope ful families are still waiting for tid ings of loved ones who went to sea in craft that were not strong enough to combat the wild Atlantio storms and never came back. More than a hun dred strong vessels, well found and manned, are on the missing list for the year, and there is no question about the falo of thair crews. The Wilson Lino Bteamor Apollo was one of those of whioh not the silghtest trace was found after she steamed away. What became of her, how sh3 was lost, how her gallant crew per ished, are "questions that may nevor ba answered. The Atlas Liner Alvo was another which went on the voyage that has no ending. f Bear-Admiral Belknap, of our navy, Dow in retirement, says: "There ia Dot one incident of personal prowess or of individual valor in the annals of England that may not be mfttohed by a similar deed of courage and heroism ia the annals of. Japan. The great eea fight of Dem-No-Ura was as sig Bifioant ' and more' hotly contested than the rjattle.. of . Trafalgar. No British foroe has ever met on the field of battle an Oriental .race at all the equal'xrt the Japanese in martial char acter and intrepid spirit. Her army tc-day is the equal of the British army ia organization and equipment, su perior to it in homogeneity, mobility and . discipline She has Been, this long while, the British squeeze upon the throat of China and the brutal means to accomplish it, and she does not mean that such fate shall overtake her, if stout hearts and strong arms can. prevent it. No British minister will hereafter attempt to enact the meddling and menacing" part of a Parkes at Tokio, nor will any British fleet bombard with impunity a eeoond Teugoshirna. The sun does not ehineoa amora' determined or in trepid raoe' than that of Japan. The martial spirit of Japan antedates that of Britain, and " hereafter, whether on land oi sea, the arch robber of the universe will find all she cares to meet if she comes into hostile., contact with the fosce ol Dai Nippon. ' . THE LITTLE VALENTINE, Though Ms faded now and yellow 1 With (he dust of mnny years. " And its verses float before m In the mists of unshed tears, T-t of nil the tender trensures That nroun i my heart ontwlno, There none I love so fondly As this little valentine. For around It clln? and cluster Mcm'ries of the long ajro ; Of the sunny days of ohlldhoo J, And the Joys I used to know; Cherished d reams and youthful fancies, That in those old days wore mine, Dover, like the breath of roses, Bound tbls little valentine. And like shadows flitting softly, Loving faces come and go Faces thnt havo loag been sleeping 'Neath tho blossoms nnd the bqow ; And donr hnnds, that long have vanished, Once agnin I clnsp In mine, As I gaze in love nni reverence On this little valentine. Voices sweet that death has sllenood, Whisper to me words of love, Llko the sound oJ angel muslo Floating downward from above t Till .it lust, the echoes dying In the depths of mem'ry's shrine, I am loft ia silence gazing On my littlo Valentino. 80, although 'tis dim nnd faded With the dust of mnny years, And Its verses float beforo mo Iu tho mlsis of unshed tears ; Yet of nil tho tender tronsures, Thnt nround my ho irt entwluo, There is none I love so fondly As this little valentine. Julia T. Riordan. A VALENTINE ROMANCE. ' BX J. L. HARBOUR. D just like to know who in the land of the livin' ever sent me that thing ! I just would like to know!" Lucinda Dyke sat in her bier wooden rocking-chair, with her bon net and Ehawl still on, although she was one of the most methodical of spinsters and made it a rule to put her gloves, bonnet and shawl away, 1 neatly and carefully, the moment she. entered her house. But on this oc-j casion she had sunk hastily into tho 'rocking-chair with even- her gloves! oh. ' She had been to the village post office, and, to her unspeakable amaze ment, bad received a valentine. She had not even remembered that it was St. Valentine's Day until she, had passed one of the village shop windows, hanging full of valentines, and she had said to herself when sho saw them : "Dear me! I thought that Billy and redikilous custom of sending valen tines had about died out. Such non sense as it is ! But I guess only obil dren and fools do it." Five minutes later, Mr. Moses Moss, the village postmaster, handed Miss Dyke a square, highly embossed white envelope through the little postoffice window. "I guess somebody's sent you a val entine, Miss 'Cindy," he said. "I don't think anybody's been so silly," Bhe replied, a littlo tartly. She was rarely given to joking, and ehe always resented jokes having even remote reference to affairs of the heart. She acknow' edged herself to be "touchy" on this point, and she felt offended when sho knew that it was really a valentine that she held in her bands. She dropped it quickly into tho black-cloth hand-bag she carried, her face flushing crimson with indigna tion. She was so disconcerted by re ceiving the valentine that she forgot to ask for the postage stamps and en velopes she had come to the office for, but marched out very primly and stiffly, giving the door of the post oflico a 6harp little bang behind her. She felt quite sure that Moses Moss was watching her through the one lit tle front window of the postoffice, and she held her head very high and swung her black alpaca skirts scorn fully as she walked away. "I wish to the laud I'd torn the thing into a thousand pieces right be fore him !" tdie said, as Ehe turned the corner. "He likely knows who sent it, as he's the postmaster and familiar with ev'ry body's writin'. An' Mose la 6uch an old gossip he'd be sure to tell the person who Bent it if he'dsee.n me tear it np. Wish I had. " Her brown eyes were none the less beautiful because of the angry sparkle in them, and the flush of crimson on either cheek was very becoming to Miss Lucinda. She found her scissors, the moment ehe entered her house, and cut off an end of the envelope with a snap. Then she drew out a dainty little cre ation in pink and blue and gold on a foundation of white, satiny paper, with an edge of paper lace. She held it out at arms' length, in her gloved hands. Iler eyes fairly glittered now, and tho crimson flash on her cheeks deepened. . "Whoever sent me that thing is a fool !" ehe said. 'Then ehe held the valentine a little nearer, and said, scornfully : "Humph 1 Hearts with arrers run through 'em, an nasty little Cupids an weddin'-bells the idea of it ! It's a perfect in-sult! When a woman gets to be forty-three years old, as I am, the less she thinks of Cupids an' weddin'-bells an such nonsesnse, the better off 6he is. I've a good mind to put the thing into the tire, and what's this? Poetry, as I'm a sinner !" The valentine had suddenly opened in her hand?, and. in gilt letters, with a gold heart above and below it, was this verse : 'Oh, lonely, lonely is my heart, Bo lonoly, love; for thee, I'm happiest when. I'm where thou art, Ob, wilt thou come to meV Ob. wilt thou como to me for nyc, And bo foruver mine, To gladden nil the future years? Kay : 'Yi s !' Bay : 'Yes !' My valentine." "Mercies!" cried Miss Dyke, as she let the valentine fall into her lap, while her arms fell limply to her sides and she almost gasped for breath. Pres ently she said slowly, nodding her bonneted head to and fro: "I just wonder who did send mo that silly thing? Some mischiev ous school-boy, likely. Bnt, no ; hol sent me one o' them nasty comics with a picture of an old maid on it with a nose a yard long and a sassy verse printed cu it. I never saw that writ ing beforp, that 1 know of." She took up the envelope and scru tinized the address carefully. "No," she said, "Inever saw that writing before. Now, if I knew who sent mo that thing, I'd send it right back with a note, telling 'em just what I thought of 'em. I vow I would!" She put the valentine back into the envelope ond gave it a spiteful little toss over to a small stand near her. Then sho rose briskly, took off her bonnet and shawl, exchanged her black alpaca for a gray mohair house-dress and a crisp white apron with wide- ciocheted lace on it, and sat downbv the little stand with C piece of half- linished sewing in her hands The valentine fell to the floor at her feet, when she took up her sewiner, She let it Jay where it had fallen for several minutes, while she stitched awa in silence, drawing tho thread through the cloth with quick, short jerks. Suddenly she stooped and picked up the valentine. "How did that silly ver3Q go?" she said, as she drew the valentine from its envelope. . "Such stuff as it is anyhow J" She read it again and again, heed less of the fact that the cat was snarl ing np dreadfully the contents of her wovkbaskct. ".1 know what I'm poing to do," she said, suddenly. "I'm going back to the postoffice and make Moses Moss tell mo whose handwritin' that is on the envelops. He'll know, and he'll tell me, too. Moso always was a good natured fellow, and he'll tell me if he knows. I've just the faintest s'piciorj that old Jasper Hoy t may have senl me this. They say he's half cracked to marry again, and his first wife not six months in her grave. La! I wan! it flying back to him with as sassy t It'tter us ever he got,, if I find Jaspei Iloyt did send it. "Or it may bo that it came from Silas Lawson. Some think he wanti to marry 'cause he's painted and fixed up his place so, and got himself eomi decent duds. He'll never marry me, It may have come from Jndson Sparks, and there ain't no one I'd sooner senc it flying back to than him. Hi worried his first wife into her gTave, and he'd never get the chance to worrj mo there, not if he'd get down on hit bended knees and begged me to hav him. John Gleeson may have sent ii for but I'll just go and find out o: the postmaster who did bend it. I'n just curious to know." But there was something more than mere curiosity in Miss Luciuda's lonelj heart as she walked back to the post office. Not for the world would she have admitted it oven to herself, bui thtre was a feeling of pleasure as weli as of curiosity in her breast now. She could not dismiss the doggerel line! of that verse from her mind ! "'Say: "Yhs! tine.'" Say: "Yes!" My Valen- she repeated, reproaching and scorn ing herself for her weakness in doing so, and saying etoutlv to herself: "The man don't live that I'd say ; Yes' to ; no, he don't. What a big goose 1 am anyhow." She reached tho postoffice. Th postmaster was alone in the neatly kept little room. He was a short, stout,- kindly-looking man of almost fifty years. He had child i'h-blue eyes and a round, honest face, a little inclined toward effemin acy iu some of its outlines. The softness and sweetness of his voice were surprising when one looked at his swelling chest and broad shoul ders. Everybody knew and every body liked Moses Moss. Lucinda Dyke had known him all of her life, and she had never called him anything but "Moses" or "Mose." Now she said quickly, eager to do her errand before any one came in : "See here, Moses, 1 want to ask a favor of you." "All right, 'Cindy. Ask away." , : ' "You know that some great goose had no moro sense than to- send me a valentine?" Moses's smooth, round choeks cri ru ined. "I knew you got one a whiloago," he Baid. "Think of it! The idea! Well, aow Moses, I want you to tell me whoso handwritin' that is." Sho laid the envelope before him. do looked at it and then at her, the womanish blush deepening in his cheeks. "You know, don't you?" asked Miss Lucinda. "I felt sure you would, you being postmaster and seeing ev'ry bodv's handwriting so much. You kanw that, don't yon?" "What you want to know for, 'Cindy?" "Well, because I do," she said, quite sharply. "If it come from the person I E'pect it come from, he'll get it back in short order." "Whom do you suspect, "Cindy?" "I ain't going to say." "It may be ag'in tho Gov'ment Postoffice laws for me to tell without a "written order from to Postoffice Gcu'ral." ''rituff, Moses ! Moses, how's he go ing to know anything about it? And, do you s'pose the Postoffice Gon'ral and the President and his Cabinet is going to hang you if you should hap pen to tell an old maid who sent her a silly valentine? You know better than thnt ! Did Jas Hoyt send it?" "No, ho didn't." "It ain't Silo Lawson's handwrit- mg 0" No." "Nor Judson Sparks's?" "No, 'Cindy." "Did John Gleeson send it?" "It ain't his writing." "Well, who in creation did send it?" "Yon'Jl get mad if I tell you." "Well, 1 won't get mad at you, any how, Moses." "Sure not, 'Cindy?" Ho was leaning over a little counter, aow looking up into her face with an eager, pleading, searching look. "Ycu sure not, 'Cuady?" he asked again. "No, of course not," she said. "YThv should I? I 1 whv, Mosos Moss!" She stepped back with a wild, fright ened look. Something in his face and manner startled her. "'Cindy," he said. "Why, I well?" ' "I sent it, 'Cindy." "Good Lor' ! Moso Moss !" "I did, 'Cindy. I Wait a mo ment, 'Cindy!" Sho would have fled from the post office, but he reached across the counter and caught both her hands in his, saving eagerly: "I did, 'Cindy ! I did ! I sent it." "Let mo go, Moses Moss!" "You won't send it back, 'Cindy?" "I I why, Moses Moss I" "You won't dear?" "Oh, mercy!" "Say you won't." "Well, I I won't -there." "Oh, 'Cindy, I've wanted for month! and months to say what that poetrv verse FalJ, but I nin't dared to say 11 myself. I am lonely, and you must be, too, 'Cindy. You'll say 'yes' tc that verso; won't you, 'Cindy?" "I I let mo 'think. Oh, there comes old Mrs. Duke into tho office. Let go my hands. She'll tell it all over tawn before sunset, if she saw you holding my hands. I must go. I must go." Sho jerked her hands away; and Moses called out after her : "If it's 'yes,' 'Cindy, when I go by to supper, you be Bettin' by your front winder, with that red ribbon bow in your hair, that you had on to the church social last night. Please, Cindy." She made no reply, bnt hurried out with crimson choeks and shining eyes. At flvo o'clock that evening Miss Dyke's nearest neighbor, Mrs. Price, came homo from a walk to the village storeand said to her daughter, Martha: " 'Cindy Dyke seoms mighty happy to-night. She was ecreechin' out a silly lovo Rons? when I came by her house a minute ago, and ehe came to the door as I passed, and she had on her hrown silk dress and best white 'apron and a red ribbon bow in her hair." "Maybe somebody sent her a valen tine," said Martha, with a little titter ing laugh, never dreaming tbit she had guessed aright. New York Ledger- To Seo Your Ovrn Ere. "Did you ever see your own eye?" sked an unscientific person. "It is t very simple matter. The most sat isfactory view is obtained byshntting, lay, the left eye, and pressing gently upon the right side of the right eye. Vou will then see, apparently at the right eida of the nose, a round dark object about the siz9 of the apple of the eye. That is what I take it to be, ind I suppose the retina is made iu gome way io reflect the outer portion of the eye, though the phenomena may be only an optical illusion." New York Sun. Russian papers etill appear with Kcurning borders on their front pages. They will continue to do so for twelve months from the date a! the lato Czar's death, KETTS y& KOTES FOR W0JIE3T. London has "lady guides." Texas has a female contractor. Women are flocking to chemistry. There are many female hotel clerk? in Chile. . Women make excellent commercial travelers. Women are going into the advertis ing busines3. Lexington, Ky., has two feminine bonk officials. Honeymoons are decidedly going out of fashion with the European aris tocracy. Mississippi is the home of a little Bcven-y ear-old girl who has hair that trails the ground. The Empress of Japan is described by a recent visitor as having a soft mauve complexion." A Japanese peasant woman goes everywhere with bared head. In tho cities European millinery is worn. Women are never tired singing the praises of the fancy bodice. It shows the rare combination of beauty and economy. Lady Florence Dixie, who is some what noted in England for eccentrici ties, has become President of the Ladies' Football Club of London. It transpires that many of the wo men who tried to vote ii Chicago last November wero struck, and insulted by the thugs around the polling places. Mmc. Demont-Breton, daughter of Jules Breton, tho French painter, has been decorated with the ribbon of the Legion of Honor for her artistic at tainments. At a recent artistic carnival held at Vienna the toilets of tho 120 ladies who formed the cortege represented a value of 230,000, tho valua of the di amonds worn being from $330,000 to 82,500,000. Some of the winter round hats are very elegant and extremely pictur esque in effect. One model, the "Rob Bart," is a large shape, an burn-brown velvet, the brim sweeping to the front in a graceful curve. You may not know it, but oekology means domestic science. If you can cook, waih, mend, scrub, etc., up to date, yon are an oekologist. This is much grander than being an old-fashioned housekeeper. Miss Tompkins, of Kentucky, who was once Secretary of the Southern Exposition, held at Louisville, has been appointed Assistant Marshal of tho United States Supreme Court, a position never before held by a wo man. Miss E. N. Askew, of Tampa, Fla., is a stenographer an I typ3writer with a record to be prou. I of. In a docu ment of 100 pages of legal cap seDt up to the Supremo Court of the State there was not ono erasure, omission, or mistake in punctuation. The German Empress is not above giving personal attention to the com forts of her servants, and says sho thinks tho best solution of the serv ant problem id for mishessoi to de vise means for giving them proper leisure and miking it agreeable. Mrs. A. J. Peavey, the new Colo rado Stat 3 Superintendent of Public Instruction, can trace her family lino back to William the Conqueror. Her husband volunteered from Wisconsin, and was killed in the Civil War. She has been a teacher and a journalist. Miss Winnie Davis is an aspirant for literary honors. She has just finished a novel under the name of "The Veiled Doctor," and it will be published, shortly. It is said to depict the trials of a supersensitive man, who is mar ried to a not very sensitive woman. Mrs. Either Morris, who w&s chiefly instrumental in securing to Wyoming women the risrht to vote, is known in that State as Mother Morris.. She is eighty years old, a native of New York, and has lived in Wyoming for twenty seven years. Sho still presides over her son's household. Mrs. Cleveland's gown of pink silk, with embroidery of flowers in natural colors, worn on the occasion of the first State dinner at the White House, lately created a furore among the ladies present, who are inwardly con sumed with curiosity to know the name of the modiste. Hair dressing is a puzzle as well as a fine art. The lump that has 60 long protruded from the knot of hair at the back of the head has fallen into obliv ion. In its placa we have soft loops and coils, the figure 8, a 'modified Psyche knot and a butterfly arrange ment just over the crown of tho head. There are several small and exclu sive schools for girls dotted over fash ionable New York. The effort at these schools is not especially to prepare; young women for college, but rather for life. French is commonly the lan-. guage of 'the Bchoolday, and there are forms of punishment for speaking English. A work never before undertaken is being accomplished by a young Eng lieh arti6t, Miss E. M. Merrick the painting of the women of the Zananas. She reports that she has difficulty in inducing them to be painted., iu their beautiful native costumes, as they usa ally prefer a wretched travesty of European fashions. The touchos of black which aro seen ; in almost every fashionable toilet ol the moment ncad a skilled hand foi their introduction. A brown gown, for example, with black garniture sounds odd, but is reallv effective with a blending of cherry pink to keep the two Eombro shades from too closo jux taposition. In the same way a bright leaf green well sustained its black ad ditions by a judicious use of silver gray. Mrs. E. S. Tead is the only worna-i. in tho country who selects subjects fol illustrating in the Sunday-school peri odicals. As many aa 20,000 sets ol these illaslrations go to Australia, Af-i rica and other foreign countries each year. When the subjects are selected a well-known New York artist paint? an oil paiDtiug, portraying as well as possible the wri ter's idea of the story, , and from this come the many thoo aaud pictures whioh delight the Sunday school Boholars all over the world, SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL, Garbage is cremated in fifty-five English towns. Chicago's death rate for the 1894 was only 15.1 per 1000. year Soap bubbles are round because every part of their surface is equally pressed by the atmosphere. A colony of medusae has been com pared to a collection of muslin sun bonnets floating right side, up in the water. V Over one-half of the sand of every shore is composed of minute shellf, each of which was once tho horns of living creature. Timbers have been removed from? immense swamps, where horses could not penetrate, by building an elevated trolley through the tree tops. ' The Pasteur Institute will hereafter obtain its serum for the treatment ot diphtheria from horses condemned aa no longer fit for the French cavalry service. The action of coffee on the body ia mainly duo to a certain acid and oily properties contained in the berries, and greatly developed in the roasting process. The Japanese University has the most delicate series of instruments in the world fcr measuring earthquake shocks and plenty of material to use them on. The giant of all the telescopes ok the world, the great Yerkes instra-. ment for the University of Chicago, wiH soon be scanning the heavens with -it3 immense cyclopean eye.- The Bcirtillation of stari, according to a new theory suggested by S. E Christian, is largely due to the con stant passage between the earth and the stars of small meteorio bodies, which are now believed to be drifting in Bpace in the immense numbers necessary to produce this effect. . "Cancer is contagious," deolaredf Dr. Guelliot, of Rheims, to the con gress of French surgeons held recently at Lyons, France. "The transmission may be direct from the body, but it is effected more frequently through wear ing apparel or table utensils; in two cases it was through a tobacco pipe The ling has been found in the Col-' umbia Piver, which Professor Eigen niann finds to present no specific dif ferences from those of Lake Michigan. The fish is fouud in all three of tha groat water basins of the Atlantic Slope the Saskatchewan, Sc.' Lawrence and Mississippi and its distribution1- now extended to the Pacific Slope. It is estimated by Professor Dolbear that a lump of coal weighing a. pound has in it energy enough to litt its weight 1000 miles high. He says that this energy is inherent in matter that every particle of matter is constantly exertincr its force on every other par ticle, and that if not prevented they will come together no matter now far apart they may be. Some curious balls of hair, rolled up by the action of the waves, hnvo been collected by M. Forel on the beach of the Gulf of Morges, near . Borne great tanneries. In some places they were numerous enough to form continuous stratum under the ground, and it is suggested that in time they might form very puzzling fossils for future geologists. . ...... A Famous Town Fair. Lancaster, Fenn.. is one of tho few American towns with the tradition of an annual local fair. It is a long time since the fair was held, but it flourished once so that it was the event of the year. The principal street of the little city was almost hidden in booths and tables, and every sort of merchandise was sold, from ginger bread to rich silks. Country lads saved their pennies the whole year to have money for the fair, and on fair day every lad bought something pretty for his lass. Lancaster was then in many essentials a German village. New York San- Julian Ralph says Charleston, 5. 0., is the cleanest c;t,y ha has in h United -Statuso . ' The English money order Bystcra hss been extendtvl . to Zulnland, South Africa, 1
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