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the Gastonia gazette — PublUhed Twice a Week -Tuetday and Friday. . DIYOrtP TO TM niOTKTIOM OF HOME AHD m WTtPtStB OF TO CWnfTT. fc. into, . T» I. r~"" TILL SATURDAY 20 to 50 Per Cent Off—Bin Sale in Our annual stock-taking begins next Monday morning. For the rest of this week, therefore whirling on In full blast. Prices cut no figure—we are reducing stoek. Twenty to fifty give you. When plums like we now offer are falling fast from the tree It Is the worst time In ing to your money. Come at once and see what big buying power a dollar has at this sale. THOMSON COM POINTS AND PARAGRAPHS ON TOPICS OF THE TIMES. Under this bod will be Mixed from lime to lime noteworthy ulimacu on theme* ol current Interest Tbe» wiU be taken I row public addreaaea. book*. KiniliH. new*paper*, in fact wherever we mir tad them Borne tlnei these (election* will accord with oar view* and the view* ol oar rend er*. sometimes the opposite will be tr*e. lu l»r nam ol Or Mbbct niutr. tbc rtrte. the naiborahip. or the view* expressed, each will have an element X timely internal to nsahe it * conspicuous utterance. Samatklni Vary Mack the Matter With It. Darbu Htnld. There is something ttie matter with the jury system when auy shrewd lawyer can pick out a jury that will save a criminal’s’neck. Time to Get Together. Kicbatead New* Leader. It’s about time the two wings of the Democratic party had es tablished diplomatic relations with each other, and started on a serious hunt for a candidate. Uacla Sam Will Bock tho Tight lor Reform. Charlotte Nows, The party that makes an earnest fight for real and genuine Civil Service Reform in the next campaign will have Uncle Sam with it. Uncle Sam ia an lionest old fellow and he is sick with the dishonesty of bis present servants. A Rule that Would Depopulate the Amen Corner. BtataavUta Uoduarir. If a man’s Christianity is to be called into account because he has neglected • small duty like paying a debt, many of those who sit in the amen corner and for a pretence make long prayers would have to staud aside, and this would never do at all. In fact, auch a role would so deplete the church rolls that it would be nothing short of a calamity. Akout Jury Doty. Rcotlaad Neck Commoowultb. Say what you may, if every citizen of the country were as will ing to ait on the jury as he is to vote, there would be less criticism of the verdicts rendered and court proceedings. And aa we see it, one is aa much a duty to the State as the other. It is the privilege and duty of every good and capable citizen to exercise the right of suffrage by casting his ballot in every election by the people; and so, too, it ia the duty of every good citizen to serve the State as a juror whenever called upon to do so unless some real providential hindrance comes in his way. Sol (ha Medicine ha Needed. MMNkvlnr, Some years ago a holiness preacher down in the eastern part of the State tried to entice a wife away from her husband by tell ing bfcr a revelation that she should Kave her husband sod go with him. The lady told her husbend what the so-called holiness fellow had proposed, and when the enraged hnsbaad sew the preecher he •aid: "Look here, you blankety blanked jungle-jewed limb of Satan, when did the Lord make that revelation you were telling my wife about?” "Last Monday," replied the preacher. "Well now," said the husband, "I’ve seen the Lord about that matter and I've got a later revelation, and that is to beat tha very devil out of yon." And than and there the more holy then thou preacher got the medicine he needed. - .. Eataroement at tha Law. Our State haa Uwsjsnfflcient, but the Commonwealta ta anfferiug fearfully this day because her laws have not been enforced. A ne gro was lynched In Union County last week. We protest against that crime against the Commonwealth, that lynching of the Law and thr Cwirt*. W« shall not condone It. The provocation waa fearful in extreme. Bat the parties to that lynching have dona themselves, their State and their children ranch harm. They bava sowed dragon’s teeth, from which a crop of terrible giants •hall be reaped. Wa charge tha wrong, however, at bottom to failure to enforce the law. Too many criminals go unpunished, or uneaflciently punished. Justice is neither aura enough nor tar riMe enough. Too many lynching parties have been taken into the bosom of thefp communities and made heroes of. There is a woful want of feeling—mot to mention reverence—for the Law and the Court and the State. BILL ABP ON LOVE. Ho Wrltoa on the Sonahlno and Shadows ol Lko Tondor Paaaion. lllll Arp la AUabU ConrtitBtkm. It is now many weeks since the good St. Valentine lold the birds to mate and the giria and boys to go wooing. St. Patrick has been out and shook bis shelalafa at the snakes, but still gentle spring keeps on flirting and fooling with old man winter and makes him believe she is in love with him. But she isn't. May and December never mate, nor March and November. It is against the order of nature. We old people can look and linger and admire, but that is all. We have sailed down the river and encountered its perils, its reefs and rocks and shoals and quicksands, but strange to say, we give no warning. Maybe it is because we know that warning will do no good; maybe, because misery loves company; maybe because it is the order of nature, the fiat of the Almighty. Verily the young people would mate and many and launch their boat and sail down that river if they knew there was a Scylla and Cbarybdis at every bend and leviathans and maelstroms and cataracts ill the wav down. Poor,trusting, suffering woman I What perils. what trials, what afflictions does the maternal instinct bring upon you! Close up by us, while I write, is a beautiful young moth* er lingering in the grasp of death '—dying that her first born child may live. There is nothing more touching, more pitiful, more heroic in nature. There is nothing that a man is called upon to endure that compares with that of a mother in child birth. x But there is a brighter side— a more charming, comforting pictnre of life—married life, domestic life—when the good mother la a matron and looks with pride upon her children and grandchildren as they come and go lovingly before her. What sweet content, what grate ful rest—rest from her labors, her pains, her care and anxiety. Well may she exclaim with Paul: "I have fought a good fight;! bay* kept the faith; 1 have finished my course. Hence forth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness." To every lad end lassie there U e period of life not always thrilling or tragical, but highly emotional and sensational. Of course, I mean the period of love—young love—o r love’a young dresm. which sometimes ,HY?otH »nd sometimes don’t. What aluxury It would to look behind tne curtain “j w5,at Jove has felt and snfiered sud enjoyed. Such a kaleidoscope would have a world of eager lookers, for the old are aa fascinated with stories of love and courtship as the middle* agfed and young. In looking over the daily or weekly paper we may aldp the displayed headings of war in Sard a or riots in Loudon or cyclones In Or egon, but any little paragraph that has love In it arrests the eye snd demands attention. Children go to school to study books, but by the time they sre in their teens they begin to mix s little timid, cautious love with their other studies. A sweetheart is a blessed thing for a boy. It straightens him up aud washes bis (ace and greases his hair and brushes bis teeth and stimulates his ambi tion to excel and be somebody. Jerusalem! How I did luxuriate and palpitate and concentrate towaad the first little school girl I ever loved. She was as pretty as a pink and as sweet as a daisy, and one day at recess, when nobody was looking I canght her on the stairs and kissed her. She was dreadfully frightened, but not mad. Oh. no; not mad. She ran away with blushes on her cheek, and more than once that evening I saw her glance at me from behind her book and wondering if I would ever be so rash again. And now, Mr. Editor, if a thous and of your patrons peruse these random memories, nine hundred of them can finish up the chapter from their own unwritten book. Who has not loved, who has not stolen a kiss, who has not caught its palpitating thrill and felt like Jacob when he lifted np bis voice and wept? Oh. Rachel, beautiful snd well fsvoTed, no wonder that Jacob watered thy sheep and then kissed thee, for there was no one to molest or mske thee afrsid. That memo rable kiss is now four thousand years old, and has passed into history as classic and pure, but i nave dm tnem, and so nave you, dear reader, just as sweet aod soul-inspiring, a ud never said any thing about It to anybody. Ours was a mixed school, and every Friday the larger boys and girla had to stand up m line and define. My sweetheart stood head moat generally, and so I was stimulated to get next to her and I did. and my right band slyly found her left, and we both wen happy. But titne and cir cumstances separated us. and we both found new loves—she married another feller and was content, and so did I, but neither of us have forgotten the stolen kits or that tender childish love that made our school days happy- But love becomes more earnest after awhile—more intense, mors frantic—the young men means business and to does the maiden. Like the turtle dove* in tbc spring1 of Iht yttr, they ate looking around for a mate. This is nature, and it ia right. Ood said, " It is not good lor man to be alone; I will make a helpmeet lor him.” And ao he made Eve to help meet the expenses, and that-la what a wile ought to do now, but a good many of them don't. They help make them, but they don't help meet them, and that is why the young men have almost unit marrying. Tbe rich giria won't have them, and the poor giria are trying to keep up with the rich, end ao the turtle-dove* mate more slowly now*d«y». Polk* need to love and court •od many with more alacrity than they do now. It ia not vanity to say that f could have married a half dotes nice giria. and my wile could have had choice of a doeen clever, pro* perous youths as likely as my self. Cupid just roosted around those woods and shot his snows right And left. Sometimes be shoots Ob young man and then waits days and weeks before be shoots the girl he,is after. This keeps the poor fellow ou the warpath, and frantic and ram pant, and Cupid langhs. Bat he was clever to me, for as near aa I can judge he let fly both a nows at once and plunged my girl and me simultaneously, and with a center shot. My wife denies this, but I have told it ao often I b^ev7.,it- There was no skirmishing on my part. I never did shoot with a scattering gun. i Marrying was cheap in those days. My recollection is that it cost me only about $45—twenty five for clothes, tea for a ring, and ten more for the preacher. It didn’t coat anybody elae any thing to speak of, for there were no wedding presents. That ^foolery wasn’t invented. We didn t go to Niagara, or any. where right away, but we went to work. A month or so later we did take a little trip to Tal lulah Palls and look at the wat er tumble over the rocks, bat that didn't costbnt a few dollan and made no sensation ontsiJe the family. My thoughtful wife had enough nice clothes to last her two years when I married her, and they 'were long after wards cat up and cut d.wn for the children and there are some precious fragments hid away in the old trunk now; The old trank, and of common size was sofBci ent then for a traveling wardrobe for a lady of the land. My fath er and mother and two children made* journey by sea to Boston with one trunk and a valise, sad camk back to Georgia by load, in a carriage; but not long since I saw a delicate female trawling with two trunks four times as Huge, and ribbed with iron, and fastened with three massive locks sod still she was not happy. Oh “r That girl w_s too much In love with her clothes to love a man, and nobody bnt n fortune hunter would dare to ““J?**** Voung man beware of trunkal OM Nu Clay Instns. L«In«too, Ky., Jnly 9.—A Jury la County Judge Turpin's court has at Richmond adjudged General Carina M. Clay of an •ound mind, on the testimony of aavaral of hla children aad a physician from Richmond, none of whom had seen General Clay for several mouths. When General Clay was told by his body guard, Jim Bowlin, that he had beea adjudged in sane, ha half roue from his sick bed and, rising bis revolver, declared that he would never be taken from White Hall alive. Ha would have nothing more to say except that ha wanted hla former child wHe, Dora Clay Brock, to come back to White Hall to remain with him the real of hit days. He fully expected her to return to-day, bat she did not maar. General Clay will not be taken from White Hall to a private asylum as at ftr;t thought, but he will have no say In the management of hla Soun ds! affairs. HAVE YOU MONEY TO LOAN? V« will place it hr yoa ea Brit mart Cage real estate, aatf celled year interest who* it la 4m. We investigate thereoghly the ttZTef aN^ caHHea. and give yea the heaeiit of ear ear* vices free of charge, the fttmii ■■ ii a charges Iaci4eat to the lean. A A A A GASTON LOAN t TRUST CO., W. T. LOVE, free. E. 0. NdOU, Ttrsao. •». W.—Tnr. 1H| Meaaa more, if yoa taka a KODAK with you, whether to the ttoaatetea ar to the aeaahere. Yoa wtt have hat oaly all the toys that others hare, hat Plctares besides picture* of cherished hobbies sod ell the seeaee that stoat •Ppeeltooae . t < a t , Oar Mae of Kodaks ead supplies has sever been store complete. « : , TORRENCE, The Jeweler. Expert Watch Repairing. Artistic Belaying. - _’ CRAIG « WILSON. L_.
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