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No cemmnnl eatlc -nit expect to be published that contains objei jebie personalities j Vlthholds the aane ( t: athof, j or that will make more thaa one je---4 ' .. t TITE JOURNAL. H. a. nvsir. Kdltor. t BERNE, . C APRIL 22, 1888 I" r ; --.1 , . : -. Altered at the Post offloe at New Berne. IT 0.4 " "' , ae secoad-clae matter.-. ; 1- : I'M IIY NATIVE TQWJSV tl rEb. JouBNALI-The following beautiful poemwas written by Mr. J. HHutchings j of Austin, Teias to which country he' emigrated; when Texas . was an , inde pendent JElepublic, Hois a native of New Berne, left here over fifty yean ago,1 for I the town of Wa&injjtQa, when he pre pared, himself , to ; enter college. - He ; graduated at Chapel ; Hill University with the talented Haywood Guion, au thor ol ''the tyrrteM Mr." Hutchings ia a gentleman of superior intellect, of fine literary taste, anlegant poet',1' and withal, the highest type of a Christian gentleman, g?me;few of our ( citizens. remfca,beKeWand' incidents" he portrays; among them, we will, men tion Mrs. Ivey, Mrs- Pasteur, Miss Tay lor, MriWia, jj. , fcryan, Mrl iCharles Stover, Mr. O. S. Dewey, and also. Mr. Thomas Pasteur.'of Florida!' ' , We heart- . Uy commend 'the poem to all New, Ber 1 nians, not only on account of the pride they -have in native talent, but Wso 'for itsftngsl&r beauty and-its breathing the true essence of poetry, ( We are the happy possessor ef4 manuscript copies of many1 of ibis fugitive "pieceslttat, had he lived a century ago, would have immortalised him: " " - V ' f : JoNATHiN Havens. ".. "Breathes there a man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said,' r (I y Thk'ts my own j. my native land P ' Waxtke Scott. Tb hallowed memories of the place ' That gave us birth where 'er we roam. How far so e'er from childhood's homo, - And be bur fortune what it will, ' uii 1 All birbzht with joy or dark with ill, , And though the years of absence swell, . Till scores alone their number tell, , While memory lives, it haunts the sod, xjj ourowriieeiin cniiunooa iroa, While throbs the heart, it yearning - tends - 7 To-chihihnod's scenes and childhood's ... " friends . i-r M ai:4 3 a The Western saint to Mecca turns, For Prophet's tomb devoutly yearns, , If Fate forbids his feet to tread ' " " The sacred precincts of the dead, Aiar ne Dowsnis neaam prayer, . , And sends bis heart a pilgrim there. ! ' i To Newbern, thou a Mecca art, A shrine all hallowed to my heart; To thee though sandal shod and sore. oer, Thy much loved haunts to range anew, The holy haunts that childhood knew, But waenied; and. pilgrim grey jy ' From realm Temote of setting day, '." Anection goes witn starx in nana, ' In thought amid thy bowers to stand, While Fancy's wand her eye before, Calls friends of youth and scenes of ". yore. ' ; - - ' A wanton boy, inethinks I float, . As years ago in wave rocked boat. ' Where confluent Neuse and Trent unite, t'-W'1. :-. v Like loving hearts on bridal night; Tall masts before me pierce the sky, Their pennants gay all stream on high. r -n .J.. 41 : J ueiurs mern utj Borneo ouu uuihbb,. . Thy BMtely mansions,, humbler homes, While sbady groves and slopes of green, Occurring oft, complete the scene; And queen thou seemst of beauty rare, Enthroned twixt parent Rivers fair, ' Whose waters mirror with delight, f ' The jeweled brow of daughter bright. Tis night from needful errand come, With timid footsteps wandering home, The shops all closed, all traffic done, Save me, per chance, of passers bone, Alone I tread witb reverent feet, ' Where droops the willow o'er the street. ' OM mourner bendinz low its head. , , Above ths long forgotten dead; , The night wind 1 whispers through ' its leaves."Hi,;t- - ; Among its boughs the .night" bird IJ; grieves. :.(1t , The flickering moon beams ' dance and - Py. ' : ' f Like Birver sprites from spray to spray; ' From tomb-paved aisle 0 neighb'ring Moss-grown . and .sombre, dark with atoin. -.. - :(' Methinkw I hear a ghostly tread." . The fo faU sound of Walking dead I'm justbeneatn the moumxui tree, : k kv4 I irwnlr. nnii In t I BOA? ' - T Like birds at roost, pale spirits sit, " While spirits through its branches flit. The tree's alive with spectral hosts, . : And face to face I stand with ghosts. Adown the street aghast t flee, ' From grave yard fence ghosts stare, at .-. me, " "' "" ... My flight they follow , through the air, I feel their Cold breath .fro my hair; ' And now ahead they !v plainly pressed Their wings thump thump my pantinir .-: breasU' ViViv.zir'f T :t ah, V e poal of safety 's rear, I off do t y teat my childit-h fear; C ick, qu it k I win the comer post, A Ul fear is gor" and every ghost. " rough rrav vard 'd, 1 day Istro'!, at'iour .J j iuooJ, wL re many a :knoii, , -J .... j Of nsmel s sleeper t lis ths bed; v ' The low greenxouch of dreamless Kead, Where mildewed marble speaks of "- worth, " " . By death long garnered here In earth, And straggling stones here and there, Of sculptured praises so long bare, -That Old Mortality in vain, Would -stoop to grave tfielr legends plain. (U;iu'Aj.-.f Fit place for solemn musing, this ' I An old time, full Necropolis. Receptacle of oft mowed field. Death's garner house all filled and waled, ...i i'i ff jr ;-iT'.-,f ; i From hamlet times, for long,i long - - years, v .""' " .. . , ... .-1 Here Grief kept sentry bathed in tears, And here was heard her widest train, When anguished spirits wailed their pain, ,v..A.. .. i And sorrow here to cadence low,'1; 151 Hath often poured her notes of woe, And untold tears have here been shed. O'er loved and lost the Joved and Here Newbern, all thine ancients lie, '. Thy low born families and high,' . Life's waves successive o'er thy breast In thee thej tossed in thee found rest, Here sleep they all,' the sires and sons, The matrons, maids and cherub ones; ; Here . sleep they all and who were tbejv'.I.vT- 'irwrt : -, - m These voiceless denizens ot clay 1 4 i How few the names survive on stones Oh. who were all the nameless ones .,. i Fain would I give the world to know,1 What sleeper sleeps each spot below; Fain would I give the world to hear, The Btory of each heart so near, But vain the wish no tongue reveals, The secrets that the grave conceals 1 Here silence, death and darkness reign, And who can break their triple chain? Fromjlqngiags, vaifi to! 4rybeneah- To'ope this sealed-hp urn of death. O'er storied slabs I turn to pour, For much I love old tombstone lore, And dark oblivion I upbraid For every blur that time has made, And glad am I, as oft I trace , , An unmarred marble's lettered face No epitaph that time doth spare, ? , I con not o'er--retain' with care, T And wholesome moral oft I find ; ( In homily to stone consigned. : ' The world may deem it all pretense,1 But sermons of more eloquence ,rt ,,, ' Old churchyard marble oft contains, Than echoes wake in churchyard fanes; And e'en "the honitdUe of rhyme,"1, I In sculpture living through all time, J With tongue all eloquent proclaims Tis best to die with honored names; How clearly thus this truth's confessed To live an upright. life's the best.' ; ; And Kuysert, sure with samtiy drea Life's devious maze thy feet did tread- A model Christian, tried, sincere: , A :,v Of holiest men, companion, peer, ".' . For mortal weal thv stone so pines,1 ' : , Such yearnings well from all its lines Oh, may thy call well heeded be-"- - ' i fPrepare for-death and follow me." . With curious eye I pause id trace Of Elliott's! tomb the well carved face. Few words and terse his praise proclaim, "An honest lawyer?? is his fame, And much I wonder if 'tis true, -Of honest law vers there h fw J . So few, that when the w'brld knows one, rur uiB aemisQ,KiuBi weep a Stone. Ah, Uttlei doesiny young heart dream How hard it is to stem the Stream, To client, self and God be true. ' " When lawyers have large fees fn view: cut oiuer grown tms lore ive cangnt, ' Perchance in school of trial taueht. 'WhenV self rthe waverhigr balance ! rahikee'? jJ ' i' tlim When pride for palm of. victor quakes, wnen ree contingent is the prize, h y--. Much gold or none befpre him lies,i i 4 If lawyer then be jUBt, he's odd, The bard's grand idealiV'workof Ood."J Thus Elliott Wast thou sorely tried i And still the tempter's art defied? ' , An honest lawyer, then, Ihpii wast,- , i mne epitapn's no empty boast," , Yet this, methinks, is safer praise, t ,;-. "Here lies a sinner saved by grace." Mv eravevard stroll, wide circling, ends Where the old willow;weeping bends ine oia lone winow near the church, Of ghosts by night the goblin perch,; Resort by day of dusky crones. Who 'neath its shade in- winning tones rraise savory wares to vajrrants jiear. Their rush brown cakes and ginger beer; inere, just outsiae tnis, .sacred ground, Those dark dames sit the whole year t rouna; ..r4 ..f From early morn till close of day, " " Together are the tree and they, ,. r ', And all so old, both dames and tree,!, ! Which first got there much puzzles me, Since memory fails the time to wot , When neighbors close they l both were , not. ; , .vYr. ,. , Tf. And hangs around this tree to me, : The wizard spell of my story; AlOne it stands; na kindred near,''' f A gray-haired exile mourning beri.' 4 Sole hoary sentinel for years, V ' At vestibule of death and tears! ' !" Wfco placed it here, I long to know, Bv whose tears watered did it stow; ' O'er whom, sad watcher, doth it brood; How long the tempest hath withstood I yearn to bear Its tale all told, The story of the lone tree old., . V Of anbient darnes here dainty met, With tempting trays before them set, Most ancient ope old 8afah seems, "In my childhood, the whole square in which .the grave yard lies, was to me haunted ground, but my fancy was, that its ghosts could not go beyond its cornersi , ,How phia idea was infused in to my mind I know not, nor whether it Was common to other children. - - - " tOeorge Zuyser's tomb annonnces the fact; that he died in 17o, and his epi taph closes with the following lines: v "Behold and see as vou Dass bv ' I, rJ, As you are now, so once was I; e. & sab i am now, you soon must oe ; Prepare for death, and follow me." i OJJohn Elliott's gravestone very briefly states that he died in 1756, and awards him the pithy eulogium fltisvi Y'v' "An honest lawyer indeed." ' , "An honest man's the noblest work of God."-PoPB. ; : . ,, . ', All nativw of, Newbern, fifty years ago, will remember old Sarah Simpson, the colored cake woman, who, surround ed by a bevy of similar traders, for so many years kept her cake stand at the old Episcopal Church corner, beneath the shadow of the ancient willow tree. , Whose face kindly always bean;; She stools v a age, but her old heart Is yp'jt'.iul y t in every part; Aul yoi M u I too,still seems her tongue, 1 rnir le 't 3 as when 'twas young, 1 t not i we and it glibly goes, lor gentlest words it only knows, Some jest to tell or tale to weave, As wakes your smile or makes you - grieve; - - Perchance, methinks, old Sarah's ear Hath heard the tale I long to hear ; " I know she'll not refuse to tell, . .. She loves to tell a tale so welL And quick through churchyard gate I bound, p- - ' , , And quick, at Sarah'B side I 'm found. 'tAunt Sarah,?'trips my childish tongue, " Tis very long since' you were young; Which oldest is, this tree or you? i i ( And stands it here O'er dead you knew? Who planted it and over whom? I wish he, too, had built a tomb; The marble surely would have told Of great one buried here of old, . ! ; If you can tell, oh. tell to me, ' The story of this grand old tree. " "My child,M the ancient dame replies, While tears came starting from her eyes, '.'-Tie true I'm old, as all can see, - i But not so old as this pld tree; i t j ( Long, long ago, when 1 was young, ' 1 Almost as now its boughs.low hung, And its dark trunk then1 large had . ,i;r grown, , 'ii ijj. . . ;'.v.uf j And wide its shadow then was thrown, Nor had it then for me, a child, 1 Than bow for you a charm less wild. . My mother here beneath its shade, - 1 Like me pursued this humble trade, And nestling here beside her knee s IVe pondered Oft upon the tree, , And for its story long did pine ' From some old tongue as you from mine. One day I chanced to say aloud . ' This is a noble tree and proud ; ' -I wonder who there is that knows O'er : whom the grand- old monarch grows? ; ; ' " ' ' My mother heard,, and answering told The story sad I'll now unfold r v Twas thought of her, long dead for f years,'-1 ' ':: '' ' 'Twas thought of her that brought my - tears;, , v -I'ivj i) j Of her beneath this same old tree, " And I so young beside her kee, , ,r Of her rehearsing tale so wild- f And I, like you, a wondering child." And thus old Sarah's story ran, . ' Ami thus the dame her tale began ' Twas long ago, in olden time, 1 1 While yet our town was in its prime; ? A Village small and rude and new, . Its homes but humble people few . ' ' That hither came from vine clad shore A gallant Frenchman named Lenoir A Huguenot be was and brave i ! Who,, dauntless, breasted; storm and i ..wave .''"..r;.f.v, --i" ' - hU--For conscience sake an exile come In out new world to find a home; From princely blood his life he drew,' ' And wealth was his and titles too; Noinobler name there was, perchance, In proud old heraldry of France. But wealth ' and titles naught were ; '. tnoqe - ' ,', ' Tq one bright jewel Eloise," - ,! An only child, a daughter sweet; 1 ' A thing of beauty all complete, ' - ; . ; ; ; Sole image lef t,sole pledge of love ! Of buried wife and saint above. J ! i Bro th J mirror e'er reflecting throws '. i emy Dienaea witn the rose , - From face1 more fair, more formed to Than that which imaged Eloise.' :' ' v Oh, she was lovely as we deem w i i i 5 Creation bright of poet's dream; . ' . . Or lovelieBt picture colors give: , , When painter makes the canvass live, Or bust thai Wins undying wreath ' 1 When sculptor bids the marble breath. O'er her had Bixteen summers flown " For sixteen summers had she grown, : By gentlest yearnings only stirred, . AIT innocent asflmcftf nr hir1 The birds i and flowers her playmates ! ij,aear,:r, i...T;j.i!:'i ur. . : , -r-v And she in song and grace their peer, And wooed and won she too was. now, Fpr at her shrine had learned to bow. ' A manly form, a gallant youth," The soul of honor, love and truth Full sweet the tale he did unfold.' With mantling blush she heard it told; His heart's fond suit with warmth, he rrpressed-' '; : ' She ; yielded, ' loved,' was loved "" and -- blessed i: i. yy. And soon a bride she is to be, V , . , : And soon a happy husband he. , ; i. J , Their future's bright with joy replete Was ever earthly dream more sweet? : You see yon old house tip the street, To DeVaux's home quite opposite, ; ' Below piazzaid and above, And wanting now but gentlest shove, ' . Adown to come on inmates poor, ' A ruined pile, a deadfall sure ; n '. " 'Twas once, hoWever, a structure fair, And rivals round it, few there were, For poor our people were, and few, When this old town was yet but new. For eomfert, then, were dwellings made, The vine, the rose and pleasant shade Alone did lend attractive grace ,1 And lovely make each humble place; -Not yet of show had we grown vain, " Our oldest homes you see are plain; ' ' By Count Lenoir yon house was reared, Where yet the ancient wood appeared, Where far and near the old . oaks stood In plose primeval brotherhood. There still at night was heard the owl, And nightly there the Wolf did prowl,; But there; by day, sweet birds did sing, There, wild flowers blushed in early i spring, . ; ; There, murmuring soft, the summer breeze, ;. " : , ,r.1.;,.:' Made melody among the trees, .' And there, through old oak boughs on - ; .high, ; '.. ,:::-..,:-;:x:,r The winter winds did sadly sigh. Her primal charms then nature wore, Twas love of these that moved Lenoir. Beyond the town, in sylvan haunt, , f 'Mid birds and flowers his home to plant. Full modest, too, that sylvan home, . , Though wealth had her for lordly dome., Mot Try on sw pnae inspired nis taste Who'd millions on a mansion waste. - , No vain ambition made him pine, . . His neighbors' homes to far outshine. A simple structure, chaste and neat, . -. Such was the Count's plain, country seat, And there amid the forest trees . t-. He loved and reared his Eloise. , In that old time, the red men Btill, Within our land wide roamed at will; At times our foes, at times our frienda, As suited best their wily ends; , " ' Tryon, the Colonel Governor of North Carolina, who expended so much of the neonle's nionev noon the nalace tin reared in Newbern but a Bhort time an terior to the American revolution. Fire consumed it before it was fully ' com pleted. And when, awhi" o war cry nn:;;, They Kiiher stroi.cJ, with V ; u: ; strrng, Fresh vows to make, and wii'i us smoke The pi; j of peace beneath yon oak. Thus U our town wiJi kindred rude, An uncouth train, and well nigh rude, Once came from far, on visit brief, A haughty, wild and bold young chief A Tuscarora Brave was he, From far off mountains to the sea, The theme of talk and source of fright To cowering fireside groups at night; v For fearful, widespread fame he'd won By grievous wrongs to white men done. Subtle and shrewd, he coolly planned ! ' What promptly did his well, nerved ') hand,- ; -! ';' ; And oft his bold successful stroke,' ' ' In savage hearts, deep wonder woke; ; Of purpose stern, and dautless beast, When others shrunk, he onward : pressed, :, .,' ;': ,.',-'-' And deed with highest danger fraught, With soul on fire, that deed he sought, Most pleased, bis life to stake upon , " Some prize by peril only won,8 , . Wif.H Tn H in n urnnf Via rrninr vi,m1' . From house to bouse, the mansion found wnere aeep emDowerea amia old wees Her happy home had Eloise; . : And, as upon the threshold stood " ! -The wild young warrier of the wood; Not long he paused, ere form of grace, With eye of light, and angel face, v v i And buoyant step, as sylph e'er bore, Appeared to greet him at the door. Entranced, the red man stood, as fell Upon his" gaze the witching spell ' Of beauty brighter far than cost ! Had on his will-wood Vision burst, Butlitttle dreamed, how'ert the maid, What raptured eye was on her laid, r Or quick aback she'd shrunk in fear, As from envenomed reptile neaf. ' She onlv saw what, ntt hafnm -s j i ' " Had stalked within her father's door, a staiwart savage, rudely dressed, Of tialtrv e-ifta. nr fnnA in She onlyielt what e'en to tears, ; s: nau movea ner eye irom earnest years, When e'er she viewed his hapless state-r Deep pity for the red man's fate- ' With sweetest grace, and gentlest air, Within the hall she placed a chair, . She bade him rest, and quickly sped, To have expected viands spread, And quickly sought her sire to crave, . Some trivial presents for the Brave. . And he, meantime, that warrier stem-' unwanted thouehts within him hum. In i his dark soul, wild thoughts like ; tnese, ,.- , - nv-,.::::(:t Portending; ill to Eloise : . : "I fondly dreamed the maids that lave, Their dark brown forms in Roanoke'e wave. - , ' t No rivals had for charms and grace 'Moug daughters of the pale faced race, In young Oklone's dark eved bride. Whose hateful choipe so stung my pride, I fondly dreamed mine eye bad seen , All beauty's crowned and peerless .: queen; . . -:. . . But here's a maid of darker eye ;k: i Than e'er hath made my bosom sigh,' i And she hath step more spry and light ;' Than gladdened vet a warrior's sisrht. ii And she hath form more lithe and spare Than forest maidens ever Wear, f , Ah, she hath charms to soothe my pride And deeply wound Oklone's bride.; Yohoba than Oklone hath ' More skill to tread the red war-path,- 1 ' And in his lodge more scalps now hang; To prove his bow's unerring twangs Less often, too, his keen eyes fail To trace a foe's dim winding trail; !; 'xt'i More oft hath waked the panther's fear, Yohoba 's than Oklone's spear,' s , And oftener hath it pierced the bear " , Securely hid in his dark lair. And shall Oklone in his pride, ? '. Of all our chiefs have noblest bride I V.K And when Yohoba 'b arm may snatch '' A bride that can Oklone's match, - ' Aye, that as much that, bride exceeds , As do his own Oklone's deeds,: ; Shall dastard fear that arm restrain : ' , In bold exploit ne'er raised in vain? And will he now the prospect miss To mar a hated rival's bliss? - r ' :; No, though he linger here until Ten moons with light their circles fill, -Hell swiftly bear to forest wide . ; This maid to taunt Oklone's bride. Within the woods here densely spread" Her agile feet at times must tread, -Yohoba, lurking, will be nigh ,? Tne prize to seize, and safely fly." And soon the gentle Eloise, I T , Intent her savage guest to please, V ' J Before him set with studious care : ' A bounteous fe'ast of viands rare. -' ;.! And round the board did sweetly wait wmie tne Btern gourmand hercely ate, And as, full sated, he uprose, : " His long, well relished meal to close, She kindly turned, his hands to load :. ' With gifts ber generous sire bestowed, A gutteral sound she only heard, For thanks she took the uncouth word, And, as retiring, he withdrew, fr ji Her sweetest smiles she on him threw, Nor left his side, till he, the door Oh, that she'd met that brave no more. Ere long, at head of roving crew, Without the town the chief withdrew, As if again he sought the wood ,. ' Where far away his wigwam stood. ' . Not such his subtle aim, howe'er,u f tni He Only sought some covert near,! ' ! Some secret haunt where safe from view His band might hide,, while he'd pursue His dark, infernal scheme to seize And bear away fair Eloise; 1 ! 'f ' ' And soon was found the wished retreat; Soon back be strode with tireless feat, ; With one conreaerate mend to aid His foul design against the maid ; ' , , . ' Nor long, alas, nor very long,'. ' Ere pitying angels wept the wrong. Twas when the earth in glory lies,, , All clad in Nature's richest dyes, 7' ,' Twas when gay. -spring most widely ' strews '';', ': . )v,:i' ;: u-.t.yl o'-1-Her floral tribes of varied hues, f S;4: j. i t, And on that day, the self same day ! ; , The savage troop had strolled away, , ... That Eloise, with servant maid,' - ' Within the neighboring forest strayed, While evening sun, declining, shed ,r; But mellowed radiance on her head. f; And oft, as now, the maiden fair, . Had ranged this haunt for wild blooms ' ' rare,. -J- nt'. ,y',: j--;r . l Nor dreams of danger lurking near,' ; Now more than then; why need she '.-' fear? , 'I.;,; . r,.,,, ... Nor does she, as around she roves. . To cull the blooms her ' young heart loves,.', ..: And revel in each joyous thing . ' " That nestles in the lap of Springs 4 The huge old live oak, that years ago stood in the eastern part of the town. It was, I think, the only live oak tree within the limits of Newbern, and is associated with many interesting remi niscences of Indian and Colonial days. An 1 now, her floral treasures tt c-:j, ; he I uueward turns etstttf ur , But ii'w the Btcps she takes, how u 'er, Wiien lo! two warriors grim appear With sudden spring" from out the bush, And on the he!j less maidens rush. One loud wild shriek the lone wood , thrills - - ,'t When muffling force the sad cry stills, I And fast away, away they're borne, y rnuiless hands from loved ones torn. Soon dusky twilight, deep'ning threw. U er earth night s robe ot darker hue, And still delayed the ramblers late, To lift the latch of mansion gate; " And, anxious watcher, at the door, . With eager eye sat old Lenoir, . 1 The first faint floating sound to hear, , That told his absent loved one near. And sure, he mused, the blossoms wild, Beyond her wont have lured the child. For ne'er so late, from wildwood roam, With tardy steps she seeks her home,; 1 Or may it be by some wrong way, , 1 Her devious steps have gone astray ? ' Tis barely so, since oft she hath ' ... ' On flower stroll, trod every path. And yet my heart the worst will fear; Nor Jares it longer wait her here,-1 Now quick, he hastes the path to thread, That through the darksome woodland led, ; -. . . v "''.'.( The path he knew had trod the child, ; Now lost, perchance, in forest wild; And fast he speeds,; still faster yet, . ' As no returning dear one's met; - . Anon be lists with ear intense, For sound to ease his deep suspense, j Then onward hurrying, loudly calls ' 5 Fond name, alas, that only falls , ; On startled, night bird's wakeful ear. Or prompts the mocking echoes near, ' To shout again to dumb old trees, The wailing cry f Oh Eloisel'? , ' Not long do faithful slaves conceal,' ' The bodlngs wild their bosoms feel, : Benighted feet of one so good, r r .; , V Strange cause must keep ' within the -: ;wood; " u;-- v., -; " --x! -x And soon they fly in breathless haste, , Some to explore the lonely waste, ,.' . , j And, some to rouse the village fear,; For safety of lost mistress dear. - , ; : ,.- (! m And quick a lover mounts his steed, Quick, anxious townsmen with him : speed; !"' ." ;y' 'v And all night long, and far and wide,1 The wood they scour from side to side, Till morning dawns; till cloudless sun Hath long his course of glory run, Nor sight, nor trace of lost ones yet, " J Through all the range hath hunter met And nOw conceived the dark surmise, From lip to lip low whispered flies, 'Tis fiendish work of subtle foe, , -r Sad captives sure, the) lost ones got' , And then Yohbba gone so late," ' . ' ' '' His thousand wiles, his life-lone hate, - His. bold . achievements , linked ! with - wrong, , r,,,:: ih--?vi:;r,iy Fresh come to miad a trooping throng, And rousing fears of direst ill, -- , With wild dismay their bosoms thrill. X And now the hunters haste, t:s v With anguished hearts, to search the waste : ; J. ?'.''"-: And miles on miles their keen eyes fail, JNo spot to scan jor red man's trail, p. t And day by day they farther press,, With' tireless zeal, though hope grows ' less,": ,'''"i,"'''";""'t"'";":."i"v,'"; 'Vy Nor cease their toil, till past dispute,' .' That savage craft defies pursuit; ' ' ',.-) us j;r '- iM-iy-fl-sv Alas, alasi . what heart can bear, , . ( , Fell, ravless. hopeless, blank desnairl While yet one glim 'ring -hope as lefi, That ne, perchance was not bereft, But still might clasD his idol dean , Thej. world and life had jower to cheer, But when, came tidings sad and drear, no a naugnt to nope,1 ana aii to rear. With home all blasted, a:nd his pride, The broken hearted old man died. " - And here they laid hini,' where now . r 1 . , j This old tree's boughs above his head. " And that old home within, the wood, ; , Now desolate and lone it : stood; ' ' No hand now trained the climbing vine1, And taught its tendrils how to twine; -No gentle footstep sought the beds ,t i. Where unwashed flbwrets; drooped their ( heads, . . . The bees were busy as of yore, v ' But foes unchecked d( 'spoiled their i i store,'-vi.''--iKl syJiM--i' The garden, late so trim and neat, ' : The cattle marred with trampling feet. And time rolled on, perchance a year: ' When' sturdy woodsman -passing near, By light of morn in early spring : Espied a tattered, hagga:rd thing", A Crazy Woman,' lorn an d wild. Low crouching o'er a now-born child A tawny infant, stark ai id dead, U' w With rose tree behdin&r o'er its head. 1X7UIa r.t. 4Unnni.n nrnjif.'-'' IT llt.U DUQ, ,UO UUUUOVJ SUWUCl UDIU, . With flowers festooned Its dewy1 bier. '!'(. . . i. ..... ,' ; ', i But God be thanked, ere closed the day, The mother witn ner infant lay, ' Both wrapt in death and here they lie. Where mourning night winds o'er them i-sigh- ,:,;;;r;;,rr;.; Through this lone tree, bid weeper o'er The long-forgotten house Lenoir. j 5 4 ' i i i I. f Fiye iKjst-Class. Boot land jf-'iK-w-u. firs !l fW.i.-;S ;h r ;Slioeniakers, to Iworkither bf (the "'job week 'or month. ' : ' ' .iJ-;' v v- I-viiC' It W.;HARRELLffe;ai' :' , : ; Manufacturer of Boots and Shoes; m'aSQ-d&w'- 'iU; '-'Newbern, N.' '6.'f '.' DETRJCK'S , AT:TIG;:;.Gini!::i;;! f The fines turners and Cigars, the celebrated BEKGNJEB ft ENQEL. BEER, Bour' Kraut, Sardipes, Lobster, tlinbnrger and Schweitzer vneese consianiiy on hand. . . . ' ' BUliarijl and Pool Tables.", . !; , xne nnesi in tne country, , , , , . ; i't.u 'Uy - f J ' ' CJ0MBOLET;j,;BLEr Something new the only one ever in the elty.: '-- r . ; ; :,r . ; oevili:::::3ti:et::lc:3 in the Duffy Building on Middle Street. ;). ' 'JKf the only hint class saloon in the oity. ! d W. 8 mo. t No V i;. O. LAN", Dealer In and Shipper of L k:iS:lt Fisi, Oysters. Etc., Etc., , New Berne, N. C, . . Fresh Fish nnd Oysters shipped by Expresa C. 0. 1). to all parts of the country. To guard against disappointment orders should reach me 21 hours prior to time of shipment of goods. tau-ddkwly Very Choicest Butter, ... Dried Apples,',,: ', I Dried Peaches,. - -; , c jr ...,::..' ; 1 Hominy Bean's by 4 the ' Bis , or Bushel, ,.,;,.,:,i;.'-::H:-- .: Fancy Flour, r . n.j, ,,rj -v'! Choice Molasses nice and good ' Wsr. Pbli' BAirlANCBr'& "Co. : . 8prl8-dlW-: J ' - UU r l l-l i . m , eS i"3 Q a , Sealed Proposals." Realed Prormknls -will le received by th TO a. .'" T-.e Board of County - Con. missloners ol Jone ; county, , to be opened at the . May Meeting, , 1888, of the BcW, to BUILD a JAIL at Tren- ton, Jones County.-, The bulldlnr to be of . brick, x88 feet, two stories high, the lower noor ,w oe Vft lee"1 m upper noor lees. from floor to ceiling, with four foot passage , all around the building In both stories, with, two steel cages below and two oella above. : That each bid shall be accompanied with a drawn plan and specifications, and Ihe per- : son whose plan Is accepted slnll receive S25 therefor whether the contract is given te him or another. The Board reserves the right to i reject any ahd all bids, and to require of the- : person whose bid Is accepted such security for the' performance thereof as they may deem , ' ' proper."'- t, I,, fiMjir.-i :''',',' i i -s " --aprt-ddwmal X T. WILSON, Clerk. ; .,W. Xi. PAI.MER ' - , ... i . .. v. , ' Exchanges for' cash, Cigars; Pipes, Smoking TriVuiuui flliAirlncr fPy.VioAAA Anil ti, o in, ! 1 1 TanBlll's 6 cdnt PUNCH OIOAB," ' 'J J Batchelos' 5 cent BUMBLE BEE CIGAR, two brands of the finest 6 cent cigars in Amer- f ina. and manv nth Ar hrfl.ndanf ttntiA nlirara '. ' Situated on the candy-side is a beautiful ' - SODA FOUNTAIN, where yon can get a nice,: i cool glass of sodu. or ginger ale that will please-: yon.. - " - -- "" V l beverage or medicinal purposes. ; , j Vi j ua'A ' . v Come one, conio all, ( ,. , .. Middle at, second dpor from South Front, 1 V7hiliy'$:Siei2lii ';r ,-rr.U 0 ?' ; 1 r-'s5rr-,I,.ir.'iJ . : The Tennessee' Wagon,5 ,; .$; ? ;,., ,4 , The Farmer Favoriteo ... ; i 'The Gilbert Force1 PumD;; " No well regulated family can afford to I , v.r- ni. h veithnnt Ana. rJi .l'.iQ'.i- -?rvf ::-': ! ,'; -j.r.f.1,1 mU-ik-M. iwhsi V , "'( Better than taci'ng or riveis,;.',, ' j " M,,4..',:' T.rv.JftV'i,.i:).'!ir.VlM!t;i Ji 3ti:''l'V'::; ine i AlligatoriNnt ahd Rpfr'i , You have only to see it to appreciate its- :;,:-i,:;l'r'r:;(;:;:X ;iThe "Queen'-' Steel Pow.f:; . : .wo H VUbHJU t 1UW 1U UBtf. '. '. ,, i : -: . -. -.. .; v. .i.l' I"!.' '-l . V; 1 ' H ' . " v"-""-'- V --;r.; .' mCKapioa:.and!;?Gr : rsu . ... - ', Y : - "...s .'..i v. - f r - )-tnowuastmgs,:Etc;Etc.:; ";- .:iai-,'l '."' i,i ). vi'U i: ,' i-,v ;.'i'u' i J.i ij . ,y i A f : iranufacture'rs' Agent for all classes of : . ; , Machinery, ,;.ji.:.) '.;-'::",:.'-:h '. ' ' - , Craven sWtt'-::;'':.''':.:.,, ' , NEWBERN, N. C.
The Daily Journal (New Bern, N.C.)
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April 22, 1883, edition 1
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