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VOL. XIII.
PLYMOUTH, N. C FRIDAY, JUNE 6, 1902.
NO. 13,
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THE CIRL WHO LAUGHS,
The srirl Trho laughs Gorl bless her !
Thrice blesses herself the while;
No music of mirth
Has nobler worth
Thau that which voices a smile.
The Rirl who laughs life needs her;
There is never an hour so sad
But wakes and thrills
To the ripplius? trills
Of the laugh of a lass who's glad.
Ladies' Home Journal.
Ev Barry Pain.
"But does it never occur to you,"
asked the curate as ha poured two
teaspoonsful of coffee into his cup,
"does it never occur to you to ask
yourself what is the good of it all?"
"Never," said the millionaire with
decision.
"You never regret you see, after all
money is not everything, is it?"
"That . observation is frequently
made," said the millionaire, thought
fully, "and it is misleading. t Money is
not everything, but it is much nearer
to being everything than anything else
is. There is quite a good deal of cant
talked about money. It is comforting
cant, of course. One gets the same
kind of thing about birth. Personal
ly, I always mistrust anything that
comforts."
"But is it all cant? Take the ques
tion of health, for instance. Money
cannot give health, and it is better to
be well than to be wealthy."
"I often wonder why people go on
Baying that money cannot give health,
when they must see every day that
money does give health, and that pov
erty causes illness. If work is injuri
ous q. me I can afford to give itPjJt
I have to winter abroad I can do it
easily, without considering the ques
tion of expense. If an operation i3 re
quired, I can pay the man to do it, and
tinder the very best conditions. The
poor man can do none of these things.
My ordinary way of life is much more
healthy than his. The food that I eat
is of the best quality and in perfect
condition, while he eats adulterated
rubbish and stale garbage. His house
is ill warmed and insanitary, and
mine is perfect in these respects. The
poor man dies, and in nine cases out of
ten it serves him right."
"Isn't that rather a terrible thing
to say?" said the curate, nervously,
playing with his spoon.
"In nine cases out of ten poverty is
the result of stupidity. You blame a
man for his moral defects, and I blame
him for his mental defects; one is just
as fair as the other. And both the
mental and moral defects are about
equally capable of remedy."
"Surely not," said the curate, earn
estly. "A sinner may be reclaimed,
but you cannot give a man an intel
lect." "You should use the same word in
both cases.' You may reclaim a man's
intellect just as you reclaim his mor
als. I have dont it. I did it in my
own case. I admit that mental re
clamation, like moral reclamation, is
rare."
"It all seems "so dreary and fatalis
tic," said the curate.
"So it is," the millionaire agreed
cordially. "As I told you, I don't like
comforting cant. The best fable that
ever was written was the fable of the
fox and the sour grapes. Everybody's
a gentleman who feels like it, and
wealth is not everything. Oh, yes! I
know these consolatory stories for
those who are out of it. But they are
only stories, and, as a matter of fact,'
wealth is everything, as near as you
can get it. What wealth cannot do
nothing else can."
The curate seemed to reflect for a
moment.
"Tell me," he said darkly, "do you
value the affection of your relatives
and friends and those whom you have
about you?"
"Of course," the millionaire owned.
"Perhaps one' values that most of all."
"And do you mean to tell me," asked
the curate, flushed with triumph, "that
that kind of thing can be bought with
money?"
The millionaire concentrated hi3 at
tention on his cigar with the air of a
man who can provide a platitude with
out troubling to think.
"But, of course," he said, "you can
buy affection as easily as you can buy
a pound of tea, and on almost the same
commercial ' principles."
The curate stuck to it.
Tend of . money.
i
"Are you sure that it is genuine af
fection?" he said.
"There," said the millionaire, "I
don't trouble myself. I get respect
and subservience while I am there, and
really I don't care what they say when
I am not there. You see, I don't think
about these people very much. It would
annoy me if they showed hostility to
me while I was with them. It would
give one all the trouble of having to
think of new things to say. But they
are perfectly welcome to say what they
like behind my back, because they
haven't got any money worth mention
ing, or any position, and they don't
matter. But as a matter of fact,
money can generally buy genuine af
fection, an affection that is just as real
as that where there has been no value
received."
"Really, this is too cynincal," said
the curate.
"Not at all," replied the millionaire;
"in fact, I am on the whole les cyn
ical than you. I still believe in grati
tude, and it would appear that you
don't. Generosity is an admirable and
popular quality. You must admit
that And it is very easy for a rich
man to be generous; he just plugs in a
few present, as? a gardener puts in
seeds, and afterwards he gets the
fruits quite genuine fruits, too. I
sometimes wonder how anybody who is
not a millionaire believes in genuine
affection; it Is certainly a luxury for
the rich."
"Well," said the curate, with a sigh,
"I must not let you off. . We owe $250
on the Church Restoration at St. Bar
nabas. I'll -see if it makes me think
more highly of you."
"I never subscribe; I either do a
thing or I leave it alone. I'll tell you
what I'll do. I'll wipe out this debt for
you altogether if you preach the opin-'
ions you have heard from me from the
pulpit."
The little curate got quite excited.-
" "I'd sooner steal the monav and tUen
cut my throat," he said. "If I could
have all your money at the prico of
having your views of life. as well, I
wouldn't do it."
The millionaire smoked for a mo
ment or two in silence.
"You're not a bad sort of fool," he
said at last. Black and White.
The Musical Guninites.
The Guamites are a musical people.
The well-to-do own pianos, and are
fair musicians; others have organs,
and many, many more possess accor
dions. They enjoy singing and are
fond of American popular songs, such
as "After the Ball," etc. Their own
songs are rather weird and mournful,
though always harmonious. At night,
the voices rise in sharp, nasal tones,
singing the "novena," a term applied
to nijie 'days of special worship to
some particular saint. Novenas are
ever In evidence; for no sooner do they
finish with one than it is time for an
other to begin; consequently "neigh
borhood sings" are frequent. $
The accordions are pleasing to the na
tives at their dances and fandangoes or
weddings. These latter always occur
Thursday mornings at 4 o'clock. The
names are cried in the church three
times before the wedding: Wednesday
evening there is a social gathering of
the families and friends of the br!'1'
and bridegroom, with dancing and re
freshments: guests accompany the
happy pair to the church, where the
priest unites them. Often there are
three or four weddings on the sr.me
morning, and happiness reigns su
preme. The Independent.
Olil Newspapers.
Surely there is nothing more dead on
the earth than yesterday's newspaper.
A walk down the main or branch
paths of the mortuary set apart at the
British Museum for these mayflies or
ephemerae of 'he printing press might
invite to funereal reflection on ink
slung in vain, on paper misspent. Yet
it would seem that a very live industry
is connected with the exhumation of
old numbsrs and that these must be
deposited within easy reach of London.
Hence the British Museum is going to
spend 18,000 on a new old news
paper site. The papers are to be cart
ed off to Henden and there deposited
not in the lake-, but in a building made
expressly for them. The files can be
ordered up to one of the reading rooms
of the British Museum as required.
London is no longer big enough for the
newspapers. We believe it is held by
one of the great public librarians that
there is no such thing as a superfluous
book on the earth. And seemingly
there are those who do not think there
is a newspaper too many. Lon
don Saturday Review.'
PROHIBITION TERRITORY.
One-third of the Population Live Under
Anti-Saloon Lnwi.
It is estimated that fully 30,000,000
people are living in the United States
undei prohibition, either by state law
or by local option. This is more than
a third of the entire population of the
Republic. The following counties have
in the various states enacted prohibi
tion laws:
Alabama In 50 out of 66 counties.
Arkansas In 50 out of 75 counties.
California In 175 cities and towns.
Colorado In 50 cities and towns.-
Connecticut In 75 out of 125 towns.
Delaware In fully half of the state.
. Florida In 30 out of 45 counties.
Georgia The whole of the state ex
cept 4 cities.
Illinois In 650 cities and towns.
Indiana In 140 towns.
Iowa The whole of the state except
25 cities.
Kansas The whole of the state.
Kentucky In 90 out of 119 coun
ties. Louisiana In 20 out of 59 counties.
Maine The whole of the state.
Maryland In 15 out of 24 counties.
Massachusetts In 263 but of 353
cities and towns.
Michigan In 400 cities and towns.
Minnesota In 400 cities and towns.
Mississippi In 71 out of 75 coun
ties. Missouri In 84 out of 115 counties.
Montana In a few counties.
Nebraska In 250 cities and towns.
New Hampshire The whole of the
state.
New Jersey In 200 cities and
towns.
New York In 700 cities and towns.
North Carolina In 60 out of 90 coun
ties. North Dakota The whole of the
state.
Ohio In 500 cities and towns.
Oregon In the great Indian reser
vation. -".
Pennsylvania In 60 cities and
towns, and 20 counties.
Rhode Island In 20 cities and
towns.
South Carolina The whole of the
state, except 10 cities.
South Dakota The whole of the
state, except a few cities.
Tennesee In 70 out of 96 counties.
Texas In 120 out of 246 counties.
Vermont The whole of the state.
Virginia In 55 out of 106 counties.
Washington In 50 cities and towns.
West Virginia In 40 out of 54 coun
ties. .f Wisconsin In 300 cities and towns.
W Exchange.
MONKS AT MAR SABA.
A Grim Fortress Monastery on the
Dead Sea.
The most awesome, most repellant
dwelling place in the world is the grim
fortress monastery of Mar Saba, on
the Dead Sea, where thousands of
monks live in grim and melancholy
austerity.
These monks are the most rigorous
of any in the Greek church. Their
lives are passed in penance, with no
hope of pleasure this side of the grave,
and not one cheerful incident to bright
en their existence. Day after day,
amid gloomv surroundings, that would
drive most men melancholy mad, they
go through the same Unvarying rou
tine, and yet surrounding them are the
lemains of such true romances as only
medieval times could produce.
Mar Saba is at the end of the bar
ren Wady en Nor, or Kedron valley,
'near the Dead Sea, and its very loca
tion is enough 'to send a chill down
one's spine. It is the only oasis in
the wilderness of this region, a de
stroyed stronghold of the Crusaders
and the tomb of a Nomad chieftain,
that of Sheik Messiaf. The wearied
traveler is glad to behold the fortress
like pile of the ancient monastery way
down in the dark valley, even though
he experiences a presentiment of
some hidden danger lurking in that
forbidden place. It is the most ro
mantically situated monastery, the old
est and undoubtedly the most grue
some in the world. It is built on the
abrupt terrace of a dizzy gorge, at the
bottom of which, G00 feet below, the
torrent Cedron seethes in winter. The
rock falls away so perpendicularly that
huge flying buttresses" had to be con
structed in order to afford the very
moderate space occupied by the mon
astery. In the early part of the fifth cen
tury It was inhabited by the Sabaites,
an order of monks of whom San Sabas
was the superior, and who also built
the greater portion of the monastery.
San Sabas was born about 439, in
Capadocia, and at eight years of age,
he entered this monastery, which was
originally founded by Euthymius. As
the reputation of San-Sabas for sanc
tity increased, he was joined by a
great number of anchorites, all of
whom could not find shelter in his
monastery, and it is said that 10,000
of these holy men were living In rock
caves in the mountain opposite.
Thousands of caves once inhabit
ed by these hermits look from the
side of the mountain, many having
mosaic floors and decorations upon the
walls, and the story has every sem
blance of truth. About 4000 monks in
habited the monastery proper, and in
the seventh century the Persian hordes
of Chosroes routed them all and
plundered the monastery, and for cen
turies its wealth attracted marauders
of all kinds. The last time it was
pillaged was in 1832 and 1834 by Be
douins. After the very first attack
it was fortified, just as it Is today.
Two castle-like towers which serve as
battlements, are the first evidence the
traveler has of the existence of the
living tomb. One of the ponderous
towers is of very picturesque lines.
The fair Empress Eudoxia built it
in order to be close to her ideal of
manhood Euthymius. Euthymius was
Doted for his sanctity throughout Pal
estine, and his learning and great
moral endowments attracted the em
press. She loved him with great de
votion, but Euthymius, true to his
trust, refused to see her. When her
devotion to him did not cease he fled
to the Moabite desert, beyond the Jor
dan. The empress watched daily from
the tower for his return. After much
persuasion he was dragged back to
the monastery by his companion.
Theoctestus and the empress wept
with joy. She remained there a few
years longer, during which time she
caught only a casual and infrequent
glimpse of the object of her love.
Finally she left the place with her
Now the tower Is used as a""iookoatrJ,(
and a watchman is stationed there dav
and night, who scans the mountains
and valleys far and wide to see wheth
er any danger threatens the monas
tery. London Telegraph.
Snved His Life br K-partee.
A Pontiac roofer saved his life re
cently by his aptness at repartee. Ho
was out on the roof of the insane asy
lum at Pontiac, making some repairs,
says the Detroit Journal, within a
foot of the eaves. Suddenly the noise
of his hammer was interrupted by a
voice behind him, calmly saying:
"Well, come on! Let's jump down
together."
The roofer turned, and saw a maniac
standing behind him. The glitter in
the madman's eye made the roofer
look with a feeling of dread at the
ground below, realizing that there was
no escape.
The roofer concealed his fright for a
moment. He even smiled contemptu
ously as he looked into the maniac's
face.
"Huh!" he remarked, "any blamed
fool could jump down. Let's go down
and try to jump up."
"Say. that's an idea!" exclaimed the
insane man. "Come on. Let's go
down and try it!" And he led the
way to the trapdoor in the roof.
Peacock Tails to Order.
The Japanese are ruthless in their
tampering with nature. If they de
cide that they want a bird or an ani
rcal of a certain shape or color, they
set about manufacturing the article,
so to speak, by the exercise of exceed-
h'gly clever ingenuity and untiring pa
tience. Here, for example, is how the
white sparrows are produced: v .
They select a pair of grayish birds
and keep them in a white 'cage in a
white room, where they are attended
by a person dressed in white. The
mental effect on a series of genera
tions of birds results in completely
white birds. They breed the domes
tic cock with enormously long tails
after the same principle. They first
select a bird with a good tail, giving
him a very high perch to stand on;
then with weights they drag the tail
downward, carrying on the same sys
tem with the finest specimens of his
descendants till a tail almost as long
as a peacock's is produced at last.
A Valuable View.
A story is told of a man in Massa
chusetts who sold a scrubby farm for
$12,000 although its value was not
more than $1000. "How did you do
it?" a friend asked him. "Well," he
replied, "I had $1000 worth of farm
and $11,000 worth of view."
Stealing a watch has caused many
fi fellow to wind up in jail.
ODDITIES OF THE ARCTICS.
Bow the Animals Clinnse Color A Do
meatic Tyrant.
During the summer months much ot
the land becomes free from snow and
ice under the joint action of sun and
wind, and the snow that resists re
moval is darkened by a deposit of rlne
dust particles. In this season the ani
mals wear their darker clothing, and
birds have, by way of change, a less
gaudy plumage. The background
against which they stand would betray
their presence if the white dress of
winter were worn now; then, too, it
makes it possible for the foxes, ducks,
and other animals and birds to gratify
a natural vanity by putting on, for a
time at least, another coat.
In wiater, white is again worn. The
background is now snow and ice, and
the only chance which the Arctic
chicken now has to deceive the fox is
to roll up iike a ball, and simulate a
lump of ice. The ice-bear is equipped
successfully to creep upon the ever
watchful seal, because .he looks like
the other blocks of white around him.
He remembers, however, his black
nose, and is said to be sharp enough to
cover it with his paw while approach
ing his dozing prey. t
The seal does not stop his search for
food until he has completely satisfied
his excellent appetite; then he takes a
good nap, lying upon the very edge of
the ice, or as close as possible to his
breathing hole. The slightest sound
will awaken him, and, without waiting
to find out the source or direction, he
rolls into the water. He can stay un
der for only 35 minutes, but where he
will come up none can tell. This no
one knows better than the bear; and if
the bear realizes that it is impossible
to steal, upon the leeward side of the
seal, having his black nose' covered
with "his paw and his bloodshot eyes
closed, when the seal has his open and
on the watch, he looks about for J3ia,- 'v:
der the ice, and if he rightly judges the
distance and direction, he comes up at
the very spot where the seal had ex
pected to go down. The seal's fate is
thus settled, and the bear's shrewd
ness earns its reward.
The beautiful eider-duck has often
been cited as an ideal mother, and
touching stories are told of her pluck
ing the down from her own breast to
make the nest in which to hatch her
young. It is also said that if the hunters
tcJ:e the down, she will despoil herself
for the second time, not calling upon
the selfish drake until she has literally
stripped herself. The drake is de
clared to be strict in keeping his mate
to her duties, insisting that she shall
attend to the work of hatching. If
the duck ventures upon a walk, he does
not offer to take her place while she
goes gadding about, but perhaps know
ing she is to fond of idleness, cruelly
drives her back to her-household duty.
The duck lays only five eggs, and if
she feels that her nest is large enough
and warm enough to i hold more, she
boldly robs her neighbors, carrying
the eggs, one at a time, under her
wing, until she has seven or eight.
However, when the brood is hatched,
the drake becomes the teacher to the
young. Not in swimming, for that
comes naturally, but in diving, which
is a means of flight as well as for find
ing food. The little duck, coming in- "
to life above water, hesitates to risk it
by going under, nor will he follow the
oft-repeated example of his parents.
When it becomes necessary to resort
to force, the dake comes quietly near
the unwilling pupil, suddenly throws a
wing over him, and dives down. The
little one is let go under the water,
and, coming to the surface unharmed,
even if somewhat startled, he is ready
to start diving pn his own account.
St Nicholas. ' v
rainting on Unman Skin.
Marcus Lorenzo, an Italian painter
who flourished in the last century,
one paid 200 francs for a piece of hu
man skin no larger than a dinner plate,
upon which to execute a landscape in
oils. The skin, which was chemi
cally prepared to receive the paint,
was taken from the back of an aged
woman, whose body had been sold to a
medical man for dissecting experi
ments. The human parchment was
drawn tightly over a metal frame, and
the artist spent nearly seven months
in producing a painting that was after
wards exhibited in various salons and
ultimately realized 84,000 francs.
Leeds Mercury.
The Roar of a Waterfall.
The roar of a waterfall is produced
almost entirely by the bursting of mil
ions of air bubbles.