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xFOR GOD. FOR GQUNTRY AND FOfyTRUTB." . $1.UU a yearm advance. VOL. VI. lLYMOttlH;;N. C; FRIDAYrPKlC 12, 1895. NO. 40. Koanoko Publishing 0(V i - 44 There ore enrolled ia the publw schools of thw country , thirteen and one-half millions otjmpils (13, 48V ""372.) Of '. ihcao . more , than , one-hall axo boys. y' .v''?L?:" ,' " Thero tiro 1,800,000 boys : ia the , .publio. schools of the United States 'under eighteen years , of age, and the JNew Orleans Picayune, believes that if tbV plans of Lafayette Post, Q. A. of NeMr Yora, Henry H. Adams, axmander, are carried to a success ful issue, every one of these boys, be fore the end of the year, will be skilled , , 4 rnilitary; knowledge and the use of rms. "It is an idea of magnificent di 'mension3 that the Graad Army post - ,has conceived, and the men selected to put it into active operation are go . ing about the herculean task in a cn Bible, business-like manner that V Tpromises speedy success. Should the t project be developed into a fact it will give the United States the; greatest jloree of oitizen ; soldiery, on earth. (.Almost from tha time the boys of the Nation are. taught the first elements ,of the three B's they will be given military instruction first, in primary ; istages, and later on, the more ad wanced courses, as the student ia- . ureases in ago. Under this ' eyotem, .trben the average boy, leaves sohool he wiU be in better , physical condition I thaa is the case at present' by reason ' jof the active exercise attendent upon I military instruction, and in event of ! -emergen ay will be ready to Berve hii country capably and efficiently with out n.onthsvof training." The sod" bouses in which moliij of the farmers of Western Kansas bravi ; - tha blizzardsare admirably adapted ro the purpose, o It should alsor b$ i tsaid that they are the coolest of dwell ings during the heated term. The imanner of cons traction is as follows: .-V .'''The farmer cuts the slabs of sod foi "building purposes just as sod is cut for transplanting grass. .. The buffalo . '-grass indigenous to the Western Kan sas cduntry growa like a thiok mat of tbugh herbages The slabs of this sod, bout fifteen by twenty-four inches land. f pur inches thick, hold tojetii9t Vitu the consistency of felt. The? . are laid in. cour3os like building stone, and pressed closely together, and the root is made of timbers and frequently 'thatched. The inside is then smoothed with the nf.tive lime, which makes an excellent' plaster. . This coat of lime is (sometimes applied outside also, bub usually these sol houses present a natural dun oIor like the winter prairie. In some cases the floor is ' made by excavating a few feet and tramping theground solid with horses ; otherwise a regular wood floor is laid. The window and door frames are fitted as in building stone house. The sod house contains frequently only one. room, but some have two nd even three rooms." The ,sod house lasts about fl re years. ( The. New York Press prints, this rhapsody : All heroes do not wear uniforms, and some of the bravest o them are too young to vote. That twelve-year-old West Virginia school boy who was found frozen to. death with his arms clasped about his ten-year-old sister was a hero-of the. truest sort. For he had taken his own coat off and wrapped his sister in it in the vain effort to save her life at the ex pense of his own. V No Spartan at Thermopylae, . no grizzled veteran of Napoleon's Old Guard, no man who joined in Pickett's charge : at Gettys burg, or. who stood unflinchingly - un der the Stars and Stripes against that memorable onset, ever won the title of hero more worthily than this nameless lad. His conduct1 had in it all the highest elements of heroism. ' It was not inspired by love of glory or hope of reward. It was born of instinctive chivalry and inspired by. dauntless courage. To die in the blaze of bat tle, with nerves quivering with excite ment, under the eyes of cheering comrades, is far less difficult than to perish by inches, after having deliber ately sacrificed the last chance of safe ty in order to save another. There could bd no sterner trial of heroism than this. Yet this West Virginia ' boy stood the test, and the Nation that has lost him has reason for pride as well as regret. He was made of the right stuff for- American citizenship. While our country produces lads of this type, there can be noarIor tha ' ' ; ft , SOJ &F TRUCES, Till the tread of marching feet Through the quiet, grass-grown street Of the little town shall come, -' Soldier, rest awhile at home - Whllo the banners idly hang, While the bugles "do not clang, While is hushed the clamorous drum, Soldier, rest awhile at home. In the breathing time of deaths n; While the werd Is ia its sheath, .While the cannon's mouth is dump,' Boldier, rest awhile at home. c- Not too long the rest shall bey , Soon enough; to death and th'eo, The assembly call shall come, 8oldier, rest awhile at home. . , Robert F. Murray. One of Cupid's Prank HB was hot pret ty, though her features were reg ular, her haif bright and her eyes soft for one shoulder was higher than '" other, and look,, about to accompany the she the the had that pitiful month that seems slightest deformity of the spine. But Nelson Buthven was very fond of her. He was a cabinet maker," and lived over the shop, with his mother for housekeeper. . Nannie Pitcairn had the little shop next door, and there made dresses and bonnets, and bo earned her , bread. It was in the aspiring village of Doubley, and the fashionable ladies went to the city to be fitted ; but the plainer folks patronized Nannie. Mrs. Buthven did, and it was while Nannie was making that lady's dress that Nelson' found out how sweet she was. , He wa in love, and his mother knew it before he did. "Poor thing I I'm 6ure it's a pity she isn't pretty 1" she said. And Nel son answered : ' "She is mother;" and then added, "at least I find her so." And the trouble that flits through a mother's heart when her boy begins to think more of another woman than ho" does of. her gave her a twinge of pain. : However, it was in Nannie Pit cairn's favor, as far as the old lady went, that she was not pretty. "He might do worse," thought Mrs. Kuthven- "marry some one who would try to queen it over me, take my place. She'd hot oare. ' I won't hinder" it." And so she told Nannie that there was always a seat in their pew in church, when she choose to come there. A month or two went past. Nelson, Buthven, who had not all the moral courage of his great namesake, kept sinking deeper -and deeper into the slough of love, but dared not say a word to Nannie. And Nannie, begin ning to grow" very fond ot him, began to wonder at last if it might not have been better for her never to have gon to Mrs. Buthven's house to take tea, or to havo tak'en her place in the widow's pew, or to have done any ol those things that had thrown her so much - into contact with Nelson. "For," said Nannie, looking at her poor shoulders pitilessly in the glass, "no one ever could love me; no one ever would want me to lave him." Then Nannie hid her sweet face in the pillow and cried;. for though she was brave, a loveless life had a black hor ror to her, as 6he looked down it lonely vista, , ; "Never, never 1" eobbod Nannie, softly. "The love is all for pretty girls ; no need of trying to be good, or of loving them. They give all they have in their hearts to bright faces and falling shoulders and taper wai3ts. What use of hoping that yearninyand loving, if one is not beautiful?" And at that, moment Nelson was writing this little note: Karmie, dear for you aro ve?y dear to mehave you guessed t ow I love you? Do you love me a little jusc a little? . Will you be my wife, and let me love and tfare for you all my life? Try to say yes. dear, or I thin my heart wiUbfoak, I want yovf.so! I sha send this so that you will get It onValen,- tine's day. They say it is a lucky day fo . lovert, and I'm a little superstitious. - xours. until death, ; Nixsos Euthves. v , Then he tut it into a nice white- enveloje, and wrote upon fit, "Misa Nannie Pitcairn," and ' resolved to leave it at the postoffice next day, so that the postman might take it to the girl he loved on Valentine's morning. It would have been much better for him to have gone to Nannie himself, but Cupid loves to, vex his votaries, and probably put the idea of writing into Buthven's head, , He put it into his head also to go that night to buy some material need ful in his trade and so leave the house to his mother, who bethought hef id fall ' downstairs &nd Bpfaih hJr ankle befor& be had gone two" hours. ' ' The servant, frightened out of her senses, called out to Miss Nannie to "run in to Mf su Buthvenf " f as she t ushed dbcldr-ward; And Nannie has tened to obey. . Mrs. Eufuven sat in a chair, in some pain and rather faint, but Nannie was glad to find matters no worse. She propped the hurt ankle upon ft cushion, and asked what she should do ; and Mrs. Buthven answered that the , camphor was on the desk in Nelson's room, and she went in quest of that redtorative ; and so, looking with a candle for the bottle, saw, des pite herself, the name upon the en velope which Nelson had left upon his desk ''Miss Nannie Pitcairn.' The sighti fluttered her amazingly. "Wby should he write to me!" she asked. Then it came into her mind that the j day after to-morrow was Valentine's day, "He is going to send e a valentine." she said. , "I nevaf had a valentine in all my life I" And a blush stole to hef cheek, and a happy softness into her heart. ' Mrs. Buthven was in bed when Nel son came home, and Nannie had gone home, but the old lady was full of her jaraises. Did me more good than the doo tor, "she said, "She's a little dear. And but for that diabolical Cupid, Nelson would have told his mother then and there what he had written to Nannie ; but his tormentor whispered, "No ; if she refuses, it will be unbear able to be condoled with. " So he held his peace. The next morning he went to the office with his' letter, and dropped it into the box, and said to himself, "She'll read it anyhow.'" But the postmaster's "Cousin Peter" 'vas in the habit of stealing money from letters; and. Nelson Buthven's had not been in the office an hoar be fore it had been transferred to Cousin Peter's hands, and was being peeped into by that gentleman. He had opened three letters, ono af ter the other, when one came unex pectedly to the door. It was the post master for the key. Peter cried out, "Coming. I'll attend to it 1" And in his flurry dropped the three letters on the floor, and left the envelopes on the table. ' The postmaster departed with a trustful "All right I" He picked them up again, trembling with fright, for the carrier was waiting below. "Mrs. Brown's letter," he said, cramming ... it, into its envelope. "Mustn't seal that. Ah, what's this? A valentine?" It was a hideous one "a skeleton female, with a hump back, 6ewingon a machine." Mr. Tommy Traddles had sent it to his six-year-old sister for, the righteous purpose of "making her mad." - Then he picked up an envelope. . "Miss Pitcairn. That sewing girl. This is for her, of course," - he said, sealing it up. . Then he drammed Nelson's love-letter into Annie Traddle's envelope, and went down to unlock his drawer. Whereupon Cupid, irt hiyh ecstasy; saw that hideous valentine wing itt way. . ! . She sat at her window watching f oi it..: She waited eagerly. . At last tho carrier appeared in sight, stopped at the grocery, stopped at the Traddle6f stopped at Mrs. Smith's, and then came right to her own door. "Miss Pitcairn," he shouted, and tossed the missive ;,into her hands, and was ofl again. She flew to her bedroom and sal down upejn the floor, and kissed the envelope, and openea it daintily with her scissors, and swooned away. 'I want to die," said Nannie, creep ing upon her bed after she came to Wfiilf. "Oh. I want to die." Bui death did not come to her only a su pine sort of sorrow -woven in and out of her life, into her eating and sleep ing into her work and her church going, for she went to church,. though rot to ' Mrs." Batbueh' pew. From that tiay .he never spoke, to mother o: son, but fled their 'approach in a kind of horror ; and fled the village at last, finding work in a great city. Volarm Rnthven thoucht it was hei xebj of saying VNo,? and tried to bear He did not notice' how little ten- old Annie Traddles walked pasl itt i I yiar- V his shop, giving him bab3 -love glances. He did not notice , anything. He worked and said nothing. , If even Cousin Peter had known oi the trouble he had caused I hardly think his stolen money would have given him any comfort. . f . - One day Nelson bade his mother good-bye, and started from home. He only told her of a business pros pect, but she suspected more. She looked after him tearfully. "What could have . come between that girl and Nelson ?" she said. And just then she saw little Annie Traddles running after her son. She caught him at the depot, just at the cars were in sight, and held him by his coat tails. . "Mr. Buthven," she said, "are you going away?" - "Yes, Annie." , Then, as he kissed her, she pouted and said : , "You ought to be ashamed of your eelfl" ; "I ? cried Nelson. "Yes," said Annie, "to treat me so 1 After asking me to be your wife, never to come and see me I It's a shame ! I'm mad 1" "Did I ask you to bo my wife?'' said 'Nelson, stooping down, for she was little even for her ten years. "Well, grow up quick, and we'll see." "I'll have you now, and go along," said Annie.' "Tom is such .a tease, I've never let him 'see your letter, but I've got it here." Nelson snatched it, read it, ana cried: "Where did you get this?" so fiercely that Annie began to cry. "It came ' by the letter-man," she said, "on Valentine's day, and I'd have answered, only I can't write yet." '.- '- '" "In the name of heaven, what does this, mean?" said Nelson. Then h turned away from the train and Annie Traddles and walked home. Some how Nannie had never had his letter There was' hope in that, at least. Ht went alone to his room, passing hif wondering mother . without word, and 1 )cked himself in. Tha mystery was trreat, but he saw light beyond it: He knew that Nannie had gone tc New York, and he also went thither. He searched.for her vainly for a long, long while, ' but at last a pale face looked at .him from a. window and turned away, but not before he knew He entered the door and climbed the stairs and rapped. Some one? ad mitted him. He hardly dared o raise his eyes, but he felt that it gas' Annie, and held out his hand. -.aSi "This is quite ii respected, Mr. tin ' Buthven," she said, ;but did not take his hand. Then he looked at her, and she was so pale" and worn that his heart tremoled. , . "Ob, Nannie, how can you be ec cold to me?" he said out oi his heart "A least I am not a hypocrite," Bhe answered. He knew she flung the name at him, arid he heard the pain in her voice. "Nannie," ho said, "I sent you a letter last Valentine's day. You never got it. I don't know what took its place, or what angered you. . .. But here is what I wrote. It is what I have felt ever since, feel now, and al ways shall." Looking at her, he saw a change come over her face. It grew soft and beautiful as she read his letter. Then, all a tremble, she went to a little box and took something from it. "This is what I got," she said. "With your hand on the envolope, I thought you sent it." And she un folded the comic valentine. Then her -self-command deserted her, and tears gushed forth, and, see ing his arms open and stretched to ward her, she glided into them and wept. I think that he wept with her. And so it came to pass that Widow Buthven, looking from her door in the twilight next day, saw Nelson com ing home with some one hanging upon his arni, aal knew before he told hei that it was Nannie Pitcairn, and that she was his wife. As for the mystery of the valentine, that was never solved until Cousin Peter brought hinaself to . grief by nnAnino a- Tnnrtftd letter and takincr from it a marked Vote, when 'some faint inkling of the truth at last dawned on the minds of Mr. and Mrs. Buthven. New York News. Selling Jap Type. Henry Norman says in Heal Japan . "They are very keen Journal ists in the land of the chrysanthemum, but it must be allowed that' the busi ness is carried on under difficulties from which even the hardened West ern newspaper man might shrink appalled.- The internal organization of a newspaper office is a sad spectacle? of daily struggle with difficulties un known elsewhere and really unneces sary here. . y "The Japanese written and printed character consists of the Chinese ideographs, those complicated square figures made up of an apparent jumble of zigzags and crosses and ticks and triangles and tails 'the footprints of a drunken fly' and of the original Japanese syllabary, called kana. Of the former there are 20,000 in all, of which perhaps 14,000 constitute the scholars' vocabulary, and no fewer than 4000 are in common daily use ; while the forty-seven simple letters of the kana are known to everybody. Therefore, the Japanese compositor has to be prepared to place in his stick any one of over 4000 different types truly an appalling task. "From the nature of the problem several consequences naturally follow? First, he must be a good deal of a scholar himself to recognizo all those instantly and accurately ; secondly, his eyesight suffers fearfully and he generally wears a huge pair of magni fying goggles ; and, third, as it is physically impossible for any one man to reach 4000 types, a totally different method of case arrangement has to bo devised. The . 'typo, ' therefore, of whom there are only three or four on a paper, sits at a little table at one end of a large room, with the case contain ing his forty -seven kana syllables be fore him. From end to end of the room tall cases ' of type are arranged like the shelves in a crowded library, a passage three feet wide being left . between each two. The "compositor receives his copy in large pieces, which he cuts into little takes, and hands each of these to one. of half a dozen boys who assist him. The boy takes this and proceeds to walk about among the cases till he has collected each of the ideographs, or square Chinese pic ture words, omitting all the kana syllables which connect them. While these boys are thus running to and fro snatching up the types and jostling each other they keep up a continual chant, singing thejume of the char acter they are looking for, aa they cannot recognize.it till they hear its sound, the ordinary lower class Jap anese not understanding his. daily paper unless he reads it aloud." . One Oyste: Enough for a Meal. ' Pliny 'mentions that according to historians of Alexander's expedition oysters a foot in diameter were found in the Indian seas, and Sir James E. Tennent was unexpectedly able to cor roborate the correctness of his state ment, for at Kottiar, near Trincom alee, enormous specimens of edible .oysters were brought to the rest house. 4 One measured more than eleven inches in length by half as many in width. But this extraordinary measurement is beaten by the. oyster of Port Lin coln, in South Australia, which are the largest edible wysters i the world. They are as large as a dinner plate and of much the same shape. They tre sometimes more than a foot acros3 the" shell, and the oyster fits his hab itation so well that he does not, leave much margin. c It is a new sensation when a friend asks you to lunch at Adelaide to have one oyster fried in butfer or eggs, and breadcrumbs set before you, but it is a very pleasan experience, for the flavor and delicacy -of the Port Lincoln mammoths are proverbial even in that land oJ lux uries. Philadelphia Press An Editor's forethought . The force of. habit which becomes so'great a part of a newspaper man's life was never,-more fully demon strated than when James Liddell, ed itor of a paper at Lyons, Iowa, wrote a truthful and complete statement of the way in.whieh he committed sui cide before the deed was done. He even went so far aa to add & display heading. When the snicide was dis covered, the press of the pape(r was topped and , tho .item inserted. Fourth Estate, ' A LIBRARY OF BOOKS. 4 New Work Issued far Superior to and . Cheaper Than The ncjrcfopedias.'-r"iifa Volumes of Wonderful Value. ' Charlotte, N. 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It is the only work ever printed which gives the full" ; text of the constitutions of the difjfer-l ent countries of the world; also the frill text of the prominent Historical Docu-! ments such as the Magna Charter, Ihej Grand Bemonstrance, Scottish Nation al Covenant, Habeas Corpus' Act,t . Luther's Ninety-Five Theses, Declara tion of Independence and many others.! It is the only work giving a brilliant and authentic account written by some authority on every Party or Faction in' the world's history. It is the only, work giving a clearly-defined account of every battle and military movement1-" in our late Civil War taken from 'very . f prominent writer upon that, subject and giving full justice to the South. -i But the greatest feature is its mag-; nificent arrangement.7 Being arrfing-' ed first alphabetically, and then by countries and chronologically, any his torical subject, however obscure, can be found as quickly as,, one can .find a' word in a dictionary, and then ' you' always have authority for it In legal phraseology it might be " called a his torical digest. That the historical ac counts are not meagre, is proven -by. , the fact that 260 pages, of L000 word , to a page, are given to the History of the United States, 200 pages 'to Eng land, 239 to France, the article o Borne 100 pages, Von "Papacy" 63. pages," "Slavery" 20 pages, "Soci Movements'. 26 pages, while 'Tariff Legislation" takes up 23 pages. 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Harnessing the force3 of nature'1 to . tone's chariot is by no -means a new thing, but every now and then there is some new application of existing methods that awakens our enthusiasm and enchains our interest. It became necessary to sins a shaft in a coal mine in Belgium, but tho existing difficul ties seemed almost insurmountable. Directly in the way there wasa very thick and heavy quicksand; and in ad dition a great body of water that could not be controlled by ordinary means.. It was therefore decided to freeze a large bulk of the sand and water, and in this way prepare a medium, through which to tunnel. " This was . accom plished by the use of large pipes, closed at the lower ends. These wero $ sunk to the required depth, "and were placed sufficiently close together for the purpose and in a line surrounding the space to-be frozen. Inside o" these, smaller pipes, open at both ends, were placed, and into them chloride of magnesium . was forced. This ran through the lower end of the inner tube and rose in the Bpace be tween the two tubes. Gradually the surrounding quicksand and water froze until it could be cut away likrj rock. The circumference of the frozen space was aboit eighteen. "feet. New York Ledger.. A French company has fcougnt bv Idaho gold mine for $2,261,000. But $75,000 has been taken from the mi up to date. ft ni a r
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