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VOL. XIV. PLYMOUTH, N. C, FRIDAY. FEBRUARY 18, 1904. .. NO. 48.
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NIGHT AND DAY.
The innocent, sweet day is dead. .
Dask night has slain her in her bed.
0, Moors are as fierce to kill as to wed!
-Put out the light, said he.
A sweeter light than ever rayed . "
From star of heaven or eye of maid
Has vanished in the unknown shade
She'? dead, she's dead, said he.
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THE TRUE STORY OF A STOLEN BRIDE.
By J. H. EMERY.
(O a?" (How are you?), said
gfl announced.
sbK3IO0!gjte clasping bis own slender
hands by way of salutation,
but not removing the closely fitting
skull cap that hid bis nicely braided
queue, for Wong was too well versed
in Oriental etiquette to ever lift his
bat.
"I bling Lichee, a few," continued
Wong, sinking slowly into a chair.
"Miss 'Ellery like Lichee?" producing
a box of selected nuts from the long,
wide sleeeve of his stiffly quilted gown.
"Since I've learned to eat them, yes,"
I answered, accepting the gift, and
breaking the thin shell from a pulpy,
raisin-line nut.
"Now, Wong, before we begin to
study, tell me . all about that button
you wear, and what the Chinese papers
say of the press troubles in Shanghai."
"No, savey- "
"I told you not to say 'savey.' You
must say Understand.".
'- "Miss Ellery . understand button?
China boys wear reform button. Bimc
by, China allee same as United States."
"Yes, I understand that; but what, of
your frisky Queen? No wonder her
bead is turned, with almost 400,000,000
people bending to her will. If you
only were a Servian, or even a Russian,
or Turk, China would have been out of
trouble long ago, and the young Em
peror have had a chance to uplift, the
empire. Talk of the - down-trodden
women of China, our 'new women'
can't hold a candle to the Dowager
Queen."
"No good too much talkee. Some
time Queen die. Everybody die. The
President die, one time?" came the non
committal reply, while a cynical, half
humorous gleam shot from under the
unf ringed lids of his almond eyes.
A long pause followed this unexpect
ed answer. Plainly, my Celestial was
in no humor to discuss "Chinese, re
form. I waited; still he did not
peak.
"Wong, what is it? You've got some
thing to tell me."
The red blood dyed his yellow skin
to a swarthy bronze as 'he answered,
with the embarrassment of a man un
accustomed to the society of women:
"Some time Chinaman want to malley,
allee same, Melican man. Miss Ellery
savey?"
"Wong!" I cried, with feminine de
light, scenting an Oriental romance.
"But how can you-marry? Not a
white girl, surely? Yet you don't know
any China woman; There are no
Chinese girls here." Then, more grave
ly, "Wong, have you bought a Chinese
girl paid six or eight hundred dollars
lor her?"
"No!" thundered Wong, with more
than Oriental fervor. "Me no buy
Chinese gurl; me lovey she; she lovey
me; all lite! She no lovey me, she go
o, me no. want; me no buy wife
no o,". with an expressive gesture of
bis long, slender hands. if pushing
something abhorrent fai r om him.
l, "Now, see cere, Wong, you have no
"'go between' to take the 'little shoe'
find make a match. Chinese men don't
know Chinese women. If you have
not bought, your, wife, where did you
find her?"
"He .velly good gurl. Come to San
Flancisco, learn plenty much Clist. He
Plisbytelian mission gurl. Some time
he go Sunday-school; some time joss
house; allee same."
"That may be all right, Wong, but
where did you find her?" I persisted.
"Some time Chinese women go to joss
house on China New Year. Miss El
lory savey 'Kwun Yam (Goddess of
Mercy)? Savey 'Tien How (Queen of
Heaven).? Chinese womans like 'Tien
How, velly much allee same Clist's
mamma. Chinese womens thow ging
botjy, thow bamboo splints. Ging
Now, on a wild, sad after-mood
The tawny night sits still to brool
Upon the dawn-time cwhen he wooed
I would she lived, said he.
Star-memories of happier times.
Of loving deeds and lovers' rhymes.
Throng forth on silvery pantomimes
Come back, O Day! said he.
Sidney Lanier.
bouyv fall, him top side up, priest say,
'Velly good fortune; plenty much little
boy, bime by; heap good man, plenty
much money. Min yo own bisness.'
Miss Ellery, savey?"
"Yes, Wong; you mean you saw her
in the temple ladies' day, in San Fran
cisco, having her fortune told. What
next?"
"Bime by she come see my bluther's
wife, in Butte. She have no papa, no
mamma.' I no papa, no mamma. I
mally allee same Melican man. One
week, two week, bime by I bling him
savey?"
"I suppose it's all right," said I,
somewhat mystified. "See here, though,
when she cdmes you must not take
her to your store; you must bring her
right to me, and I will arrange for the
wedding."
"Allee lite, I bling him. She velly
young, "Miss Ellery, make him heap
good gurl."
"All the boys of our Chinese class,
Mar Henry, and Mar On, can I tell
them?" I asked.
. "Too much talkee no good," answered
Wong, as he backed out of the door.
The more I thought over the matter,
the more was I puzzled. Was she
someone's "friend?" I knew that word,
so strong and beautiful to us, bore an
entirely different meaning to the Chi
nese mind. Tens of thousands of Chi
nese women are born simply to be
"friends." Few of those brought to
America occupy a higher position.
With no hand in the shaping of their
destiny, they usually accept the inevi
table without question, "It is our an
cient custom, it is our Chinese way."
Two weeks later Wong brought his
heathen sweetheart and placed her in
my care. She was bright and attrac
tive, spoke and read English fairly
well, and seemed perfectly at home in
her new surroundings. She listened
with deference to all I had to say, but
absolutely refused to be married in
Chinese costume. Her plum-colored
tunic and wide-flowing trousers must
be exchanged for American clothes;
only her jade stone earrings and silver
tipped bamboo bracelets were retained,
together with the jeweled darts that
held back her purple-black hair.
Close questioning convinced me that
this was a true love match no bargain
and sale, as I had feared, such as is
common on the Pacific Coast. All
they asked was American protection
and freedom from molestation.
With painstaking care, matrimonial
responsibilities, moral and legal, were
explained, and a minister engaged, who
helped Wong secure his license. The
ceremony was set for half-past two,
and the young couple departed to se
cure suitable garments.
With amused impatience the clergy
man and a few invited guests waited
till 5 p. m. for the chief actors. At last
thej' appeared, in full conventional
dress, gray kid gloves and fashionable
hats, the poor little bride struggling
painfully with her unaccustomed
skirts.
Without further preliminary, these
two members of an . alien race were
made one. "What God has joined
together let no man put asunder."
Then came an unexpected bitch. . In
the marriage certificate "Na Loy" was
the name given the bride by the clerk
ef the court. To this she objected, say
ing, "My name not so, my Sunday
school teacher say right name A-n-n-a,"
and Anna only would she sign. ,
Vainly the newly married pair
searched for a respectable boarding
place among the whites. No one would
take the Chinese pair. Lodgings were
secured, however, in the American part
of the town, and they settled down to
housekeeping.
At this juncture I was suddenly
called East. Before leaving I took
Wong and his Avife to church, and be
spoke the kindly interest of the Ladies'
Missionary Society In their behalf. I
also impressed upon them that the min
ister would befriend them in case of
need. Then, secure in the thought that
these two heathen at the door would
be well cared for by workers in the
"hidden field," I took my departure.
Six weeks later I returned to find
that the Chinese . bride had been
claimed by a Chinese Free Mason of
Butte, as his friend and chattelvalued
at $800, and spirited away, while her
husband had seemingly been swept
from the face of the earth, as not the
faintest trace of his whereabouts could
be found.
Chinatown, though racked to the
centre, blindly smiled at the inquisitive
reporters, and refused all explanations.
My own anxious inquiries among my
Chinese friends were met with polite
evasions or abject apologies. "We allee
solly Wong make Miss Ellery so much
trouble. .He steal him wife." To my
indignant protests that Na Loy was
lawfully married and should be pro
tected by the courts, they answered:
"Wong know better than go to court.
Wong go to law, no win, allee lite, he
pay cost. You help Wong win, then
Chinese paper say, 'One thousand dol
lars for some one stick a knife in
Wong.' You not know what Chinese
paper say. No one kill for one thou
sand, paper say, 'Two thousand, three
thousand.' Some night Wong die. No
one know, Flee Mason pay, Six Com
pany pay. Wong Flee Mason. Na Loy
b'long to Flee Mason. Wong steal him
wife; tell much big lie. Velly bajl."
Somewhere in Butte- Montana, a
sweet-faced wife, worse than widowed,
drags out her hopeless days in degra
dation and shame, while' her marriage
certificate is filed away by the clerk
of the court.
Sufficiently enlightened to. understand
that America was the home of the free,
where no slavery could exist, these
simple-minded children had sought un
der protection of our laws to evade
Chinese customs. Na Loy, the chattel,
had run away from bondage, believing
that in thfs Christian land she would
be permitted to lead a clean, virtuous
life as the wife of Wong Wa Foy.
What could I do? What could any
one do single handed with the sword
of Damocles hanging by a hair over
their heads?
"No doubt Wong was killed," said
the minister, to which the editor added,
"It's hot stuff for a story. Write it up.
Have it illustrated in colors." New
York Evening Post.
Humors of Woman Suffrage.
The Melbourne Argus has underta
ken to help out voters whose names
are ?iot properly placed upon the regis
ter for the election in December. Every
man and woman is entitled to vote.
Registration is made easy by the po
liceman calling at the door and get
ting the names, which he promptly
spells wrong, and they do not get on
the list.
One man complains to the Argus that
there are four voters in his family, his
wife, himself, their son and daughter.
After giving all the names to the po
liceman, .only the wife's name got on
the list. Women do not give their
ages, as they would under New York
law. A sample registry entry would
read: "Mary Jones, Corio, Housework
Moorabool, Geelong." "Corio," "Moor
abool",and "Geelong" are not break
fast foods, but geographical names, the
first the voting district, the second the
street, the third the suburb.
"Household duties" is the common
entry for the married women who reg
ister; "domestic service" of the maid?,
Kansas City Star.
Jokes at Sea.
There is no occasion which presents
such terrible advantage to the practi
cal joker as that of a sea voyage, and
there is none on which his jokes be
come more unbearable. The following
incident embodies one of his most am
bitious efforts: When we were in the
middle of the Gulf of St. Lawrence,
and the nearest coast was 200 miles
away, a Yankee quietly remarked:
"Waal, I guess we are quite close to
laud now. It ain't more'n three-quarters
of a mile away, nohow." Per
sonally we took no interest in facts
of this nature, and were content to sit
and believe, but many excited travel
ers dashed out of the smoking room
to have a look .it the long hoped for
continent. They presently came back
in the worst of tempers, saying that
the charts' and all other authorities de
clared the land to be at least 200 miles
away and that certainly there was
none in sight. "Waal, I didn't say the
shore," returned the champion joker.
"I guess there's land right under r.s,
not three-quarters of a mile away."
FOUR-FOOTED OFFENDERS.
The Smuggler Docs of Gib and Their
Cruel Training. . '
The difference in the price of tobac
co, matches, groceries tnd so on in Gi
braltar and the Spanish territory im
mediately adjoining it is accountable
for the continual activity of the con
trabandists in these parts. Their pov
erty is evident from their way of liv
ing. The average country man's
dwelling is a weatherbeaten, straw
built, one-room hut, in a vegetable-producing
inclosure, encircled with alloes
as a hedge. At the doorway the half
starved, donkeys feed from a manger,
while a few pigs and goats are out on
the hills, shepherded by a small boy.
Outside, basking in the sun, there are
always dogs. Those big, ill-bred
"lurchers," whose numerous carcasses,
in various states of decomposition,, are
scattered along the shore at high tide,
shot in the night by the excisemen, as
they swim ashore from some rowboat
out in the bay, or as they cross the
sands' on their way to .some neighboring
cottage, each one with a load of con
traband, bound up in a waterproof,
strapped to its back. The education of
these dogs involves a lot of cruelty. In
the day they are taken out to sea,
thrown in with a mimic 'oad on their
backs, and on arrival at the shore, un
less prompted by . instinct to make a
beeline for their home, are hounded
along thither with sticks, stones, -and
the discharge of blank ammunition.
All this instills into them a wholesome
dread of meeting or passing anybody
while on these trips.
Carabinero. patrols constantly discov
er on the neutral' ground by the Rock
buried treasure, in the shape, of tobac
co and spirits, which has been landed
at night and hidden, with a view to its
being smuggled by day in driblets into
Spain. The men at the Custom House
have their work cut out to prevent
such things, for at daybreak and sun
set six days a week 5000 work people
go into and return from the Rock,
working all day at the new docks. One
sees them behind the bushes, in the
public gardens, and openly on the road
side, stuffing their specially prepared
stockings and their other clothing with
sugar, salt, tobacco and such like.
London Graphic. . . ,:. 1
The Sailors' Pels.
At a review before the King at
Malta, the pet donkey of the Bac
chante, we are told, marched in front
of the men. A donkey is rather a
bulky sort of pet, but probably no more
trouble's, me than the pet deer of the
Terrible. The Centurion once had a
monkey that used to eat with a spoon
from a plate, and drink from a glass,
with a dinner napkin tucked under his
chin the while. The Caesar had a pet
goose some time back. Cats and dogs,
of course, are common on board ship.
The French warship Marceau had a
bantam cock named Boulanger as pet,
which crowed whenever the guns fired.
The German Prinz Wilhelm had a
gray stork, and the United States Chi
cago had a pig. Doves, pigeons,
blackbirds and peacocks are popular
with Italian seamen, and the unfor
tunate Almirante Oquendo of Spain
had a pair of cassowaries as pets. St.
James' Gazette.
T""
Kight Sort of Journalism.
Publicity of the truth is necessary.
Journalism's duty extends to the pub
lication of the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth. Society's
welfare is subserved by nothing less.
Publicity is for the protection of the
public; it is a preventive against
abuses; it is remedial and curative; it
is the great white light of purification
and health in society and the body poli
tic, just as the sun's rays are purifying
and health-giving to physical life. But
further than the laying bare of the
facts journalism's duty does not go. It
does not go to the lengths of requiring
a newspaper to serve up a calamity
with sauce and salacity at the expense
of already breaking hearts. It does
not go to the lengths of requiring that
Tictims be spitted and tortured and
held up writhing before the gaze of the
prurient. St. Louis Republic.
Nothing Doing.
In his "Story of the Cowboy" Emer
son Hough gives the following quarter
ly report of a 'foreman to an Eastern
ranch owner: "Deer Sur, we have
brand SOO caves this roundup we have
made sum hay potatoes is a fare crop.
That Irishman yu lef in charge at the
other camp got so fresh an' we had to
kill him. Nothing much has hapened
sence yu lef. Yurs truly, Jim."
There are "2,242 foreign students in
the technical schools of Germany.
THE ChAMPIC.J FOOL!
There's fools of many kmds, there! fooli
That think, they know it all; i
There's fools that jaw ai others when
They stub their toes , and fall;
There a fools thai think that when they'r
hurt .-
All other fools should Bowl;
There's fools who think the sun'g got lost
Each time the weather's foul
But there's one kind of tool that's worse
Than all the rest excuse 4
Me from the fool who boasts what h
Would uo if he could only be ' ,
In some one else's shoes. '
There's fools who go and drown theia
selves When girls say no they s'pose i
They couldn't learn to love again
They're small loss goodness knows!
There's fools who think what they believe
Is all that's true; there's some
Who think when their digestion's bad
The old world's end has come;
We'll have to bear with such as these,
I guess, but please excuse
Me from the fool who tells how he
Would rise if he could only be
In some one else's shoes.
Chicago Record-Herald.
Thf -m.in is easv-eoine
Who ."'goes it hard" because
His going is assisted
By gravitation law?:
Philadelphia Press.
Smith "That fellow Brown certain
ly has a wonderful memory." Jones
"Is that so?" Smith "Yes. Why, he
always remembers to leave his umbrel
la at home so as not to forget and.
leave it somewhere else." Chicago
News.
, Mamma "Oh, see, Willie, your lit
tle brother can stand all alone. Aren't
you glad?" Willie (aged six) "Sure!
Now i can get him to hold an apple on
his head while I shoot it off with my,
bow and arrow, can't I?" Philadel
phia Ledger.
"What do you think is the trouble
with the flying machine?" "Inventors
aren't suflacieutly practical," answered
Mr. Dustiu Stax. "They insist on try
ing to float their machines 'in the air
instead of the, stock market." Wash
ington Star.
"Was the tour of the great musical
artist a success?" "Not from the ad
vertising point of view." "How's
that?" "Neither the artist nor any of
his company figured in the courts
while they were here." Cincinnati
Times-Star.
'You are a professional assassin,"
said the prisoner defiantly. "Ha!"
exclaimed the Turkish captor; v"your
diplomacy has saved you for the pres
ent. If you had called me an amateur
your end should have been speedy."
Washington Star.
Harris "Walters has been looking
pretty sad since his daughter got mar
ried, hasn't he?" Correll "Yes; you
see, he had 'no sooner got his daughter
off his hands than he found he would
have to put her husband on his feet."
Town and Country.
A gray-headed, elderly colonel.
With a face that was tru y rctolonel,
Remarked with a sigh,
"My face doesn't ligh,
But rr" feeling are really quite Towmeu
Pennsylvania Pw icti Bowl.
"It was Pope, I believe,' ehe Ten
tured, "who said, 'Worth makes the
man.' " "Was it?" he replied. "The
Pope must be one of those chaps, win
don't read the newspapers. If he, did
he'd know Worth was a ladies' tailor."
Chicago Record-Herald.
Miss Kidder "They've only been
Tarried six months, but whenever her
husband goes away on a business trip
she's delighted and prepares to have a
good time." Mr. Meanley "Aha! Do
you know I suspected something like
that. I always said " Miss Kidder
"Yes. You see, he taks her with
him." Philadelphia Iedger. '
"Gee whiz!" exclaimed the reporter,
looking over his report of the wedding
in the paper. "I'll bet that bridegroom
will be sore," "What's the matter?"
asked the Snake Editor. He owns an
old family homestead out in the sub
urbs somewhere, I believe, and he told
me to say 'the young couple will reside
-vc the Old Manse.' The paper's got it
'Old Man's.' "Philadelphia Record.
Up-to-Date Germans.
There is an interesting conflict Im
Germany between black-letter charac
ters and the Roman . alphabet. It is
costly to keep two distinct, kinds of
type, hence the inferiority of German
typography. The strain of reading;
"Gothic" print also contributes to th
myopia prevalent in Germany. Yet
though Roman is manifestly gaining1
ground, a spirit of soelled patriotism,
long fostered by Bismarck, maintain
the archaic form.