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RALEIGH, N. C, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 21; 1905 .
NO. 23
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BILKINS IN NEW YORK.
Hrs. Bi kins Too Suspicious Hakes a
Visit to Wall Street to See the
Bulls and Bears and Other Cattle
All New Yorkers Honest Will At
tend to Mr. Johnson.
New York, U. 8 A.,
September 19.
Correspondence of The Enterprise.
I see by your paper that Mrs. Bil
kins lies .bin writin' ter you ter ax
erbout me. They wuz no use ov that.
I've bin writin' ter her awl the time
tellin' her whut I wuz doin' an' whar
I wuz at, givin' awl the particku
larr, az a dutyful husband orter do.
But wimin' air so hard ter pleze
an' so suspysious. I guess Betsy
thought they wuz sum little pints
that I ha hit teched on. I hev bin
married too long not ter know better.
Why I haint et a meal but whut I
tole her awl erbout whut I had ter
eat an' how hit wuz cooked. In git
tin' tangled up with so meny differ
ent hotels, res tyrants and caffays, I
sumtimes hit up erginst things that
I can't tell jist whut they air, but
I make my report awl the same, an'
if I can't tell whut I had fer .'din
neer in French an' Latin, I simply
report ham an' eggs or cabbage an'
pertaters an' let hit go at that.
The wimin' air gittin' wurse an'
wurse. Hit will be so after awhile
that 'a man will hev ter make detailed
reports every time he goes erway
f rum home an' swear to them.
But I claim that I hev solved the
mattermonial problem by gittin'
erway awl summer. The man who
thinks he kin stay at home an' run
a picknick in three rings will git et
up by the cows.
Since I writ you last I hev bin
foragin' eround here gittin' my bear
ins an' blazin' the trail so I would
know whar I hev bin. I went down
ter Wall Street the first place ter see
the bulls an' bears that I had bin
readin' erbout. But awl I seed wuz
peeple. I looked eround a while an'
couldn't find any bullpens nor bear
cages. I axed a perlisman whar I'd
find the animals. "What animals ?"
sez he. I sez: "The bulls an' bears
in Wall Street." He laffed an' sed:
"Go ter the stock .exchange an' you
will find them grazin'." Buyin'
stock?" he axed, an' then he laffed.
"Yes, sez I, I am goin' ter buy a bull,
two bears, a perlisman an' a mon
key an' start a si reus. He 'lowed:
"You had better move erlong, old
man, an' not git gay or I'll pinch ye."
I sez: "You don't know me, do"
.you?" r
lie sod : "No, an' I don't hev ter
git an' interduckshun ter pinch you."
Then I tole him I wuz a magis
trate an' if he didn't step lite I'd
ishue a writ ov hebeas corpus versus
mandamus an' hev him pinched for
sassin' the court.
"Whar air you f rum ?" he asked.
"That don't matter," sez I, "you
would reckonize my name if you
could see hit in print."
He sez ':''. "Ah 1 go on ; I knowed you
wuz a detective awl the time a-put-tin'
up a job on me. I'll see you
next payday." , .
I don't reckon my jurisdickum goes
outside ov Martin Creek Township.
But I am gpin' ter use hit az a bluff
whenever I see fit.
I went ter the stock exchange an
found the bulls an' the bears. But
they air peeple, The papers air us-
in' slang when they call 'em bulls an'
bears. I looked at them buyin' an'
sellin' bonds an' stocks a gude while.
They ack more like luny ticks than
men. They kept up az much racket
az a dozen wimin' at a quiltin' party.
They won't let wimin' an' children
go down in the "pit," az they call the
floor ov the stock exchange. When
they water the stock wimin' an' chil
dren mite git drownded.
They air so meny peeple in New
York that I don't know how they awl
make a honest livin'. But they say
they air awl honest, an' a gude meny
or them perf ess religion on their deth
beds.
I don't see eny pig pens in New
York. I guess they hev a law erginst
them.- If I could see a few cows
grazin' an' sum pigs with their tails
curled a-gruntin', I'd not feel so
lonesome.
My frend Mr. Johnson hez found
whar. I stay an' hez called ter see me.
He tuk me ter see the hypodromo last
nite. Hit iz a grate show an' beets
eny sircus thet travels. 1 enjoyed hit
fine. Mr. J ohn son wan ted ter t ake
me ter supper after the sircus an' sed
w-e'd eat an' drink a little sum-thin'.
I tole him I wuz erfrade ov mi
crobes an' wouldn't eat an' drink so
late at nite. I don't think he liked
hit much. Mr. Johnson iz keepin' on
gude terms with me till I sell that
copper mine fer a hundred thousan'
.an' he wants ter.. swap pocket. .books
with me, then. If he don't watch
sharp I'll give him knockout drops
before I leave New York. I've bin a
poll holder in North Carolina sev
eral times an'I kin do up any New
York sharp that hez ever bin hatched.
I hinted ter Mr. Johnson that I
wanter ter go ter Coney Island, bur
he sed he'd be busy fer a day or two.
I reckon he will take me soon.
I walked up on the Brooklyn
Bridge yesterday an' sit thar a long
time watchin' people pass. I'll bet
two millyun crossed the bridge while
I wuz lookin'. Brooklyn iz a suburb
ov New York an' hez more than a
millyun an' a half ov people, which iz
more than they claim in Durham.
I hev bin lookin' eround fer
churches sinse I got here. I can't
find many in the town. I reckon hit
iz sort ov a Soduni on' Gomorrow.
The New York people had rather play
poker an go ter prize fit es than ter g
ter church. They arc not Chris
tians; neither do they use the church
for a cloak. If enybody iz religious
here they won't let hit be known,
fer they would be a crowd f oiler in'
them eround an' gazin' at tllem awl
the time.
I got ter talkin' with a feller in
the park the other day. He asked me.
whar I wuz f rum. He sez : " You
liev plenty ov farms an' factories
down in North Carolina, but no big
cities, an' hit iz jist az well."
lie axed me whut iz the biggest
town in North Carolina. I tole him
the Charlotte paners claim Charlotte
iz the biggest. He 'lowed, "Yes, an'
wo hev more peeple killed in New
York every day by ortermobiles than
live in Charlotte."
Well, I haint time ter write more
now. I am recooperatin' up a little
so I kin go down in the subway, an'
see Bishop Potter's Christian sa
loon, an' ter Coney Island an other
gay places. I'll tell you erbout
them awl next week if I pull through.
ZEKE BILKINS.
As to " Playing the Fool."
Editor Morning Post:
An editorial paragraph in the News
and Observer of the 15th inst,
charges that the Prohibition Party
of Ohio is "playing the fool" in not
supporting the Hon. John M. Pat
tison, nominee of the Democratic
party for governor. It does not
seem t ine that anyone with a cor
rect understanding of the facts and
conditions as to the campaign now on
in that State would make an allega
tion so sweeping, so groundless and
unjust. John M. Pattison (while
conceded by all who know him to be
personally a man of sterling worth)
is the nominee of a party, that in
Ohio, has been dominated by the sa
loon for half a century, his" run
ning 'mate on the ticket is president
of a brewing .company and. his-campaign
'largely--managed by represen
tatives of the brewry interests. Not
withstanding these facts, before it
opened this "hottest campaign in its
history," the Prohibition party of
Ohio, through its State chamnan,
its official organs and prominent
members,- offered to endorse and sup
port. Mr. Pattison provided he would
answer affirmatively this question,
"a re you going to make a fight
against the saloons in this cam
paign?" Mr. Pattison persistently
evaded answering this plain -inquiry,
whereupon the Prohibitionists nomi
nated a Prohibitionist upon a plat
form that declares unequivocally
"against the saloon."- Now, sir, re
fusing to vote for a nominee who
will not declare "aga inst the saloon,"
who is "handcuffed to a brewer,
sagged, bound and chained behind
the chariot of a party that has made
'no sumptuary laws' its slogan for
twentv-five years," be 'playing the
fool." then in behalf of the Prohibi
tionists of the Buckeye Stato, I plead
guilty to the "soft impeachment."
J. M. TEMPULETON,
Member National Pro. Com.
Cary, N. C, Sept. 10, 100.").
The Quest.
Many years ago a girl found her
self suddenly denied a pleasure to
which she had been looking forward
for many weeks. The very morning
of the excursion an tinpected relative
"dropped in." The carriage, even by
crowding, would not hold more than
six, and some reason of necessity or
courtesy made it impossible for any
one to stay at home except the girl.
The situation was evident from the
first moment.
The girl looked round the group
gathered for hasty and secret confer
ence with stormy eyes.
"It isn't fair !" she cried "Every
single one has been before except me.
Because I'm the youngest., haven't I
any right?"
A guest entered the room just in
time to catch the angry outburst.
Clearly he had stumbled upon a
"scene,"but it was too late to re
treat. With the charm that never
failed him, he turned tc the girl.
"Ah. Miss Teggy, these 'rights!'"
ho exclaimed? "They are troublesome
things, aren't they ? How they do dog
us all our lives! Really, the best
thing I know about them is that,
since they are our rights, we have the
privilege of surrendering them for
others." And then, after taking a
book from the table, he left the room.
The girl stood still ; she could not
understand, but dimly she seemed to
catch a glimpse of a wide country of
beauty. When she came to herself,
her mother was speaking:
"If only I could give you my place,
dear! But I can't stay when Cousin
Betty has come. You"
The girl spoke briefly. "I'll stay,"
she said.
The guest went his way a day or
two later, and the girl never saw him
again. But all her life after, the
giving up of her rights came to her
as a privilege and not a burden.
Exchange.
A Young Shepherd.
"Jack," called papa, "you had bet
ter feed the sheep a little early to
night, for a heavy storm is coming!"
So little Jack ran obediently to the
bam, to find, to his dismay, an empty
fold, while a gate slightly ajar told
that the flock of sheep and lambs had
gone through the long lane to the
wood-lot beyond.
"It is all my carelessness," thought
the poor child. "I left that gate un
fastened this morning, Oh, dear,
how black that sky is ! But I won't
ask any one to help me. I'll just get
the big umbrella and hurry as fast as
I can." .
The sheep, of course, knew that the
storm, was coming, and were huddled
closely together in one corner of the
woods. They knew Jack's clear call
of "Ca-day ! ca-day! ca-day !" and ran
joyfully to him as he let down the
bars, while great drops of rain began
to fall. '
The gentle creatures were tired
with their long walk, after the win
ter's captivity, and when about half
way home, one sheep and her lamb
lay down, quite unable to go far
ther. "Poor Nannie! Can't you go on?
Let me help you." But in spite of
Jack's coaxing, the sheep lay still.
"She'll get sick, lying here, but we
can't wait. The others must go home.
What shall I do?" and tears came in
to Jack's eyes and voice. Then a
happy thought struck him. "I will
just put my umbrella over Nan and
her baby, and papa will come back
with me to carry them home." '
Mr. Action was in the barn, and
started off with the wheelbarrow when
his little son told him what had hap
pened, and soon Nannie was safe with
her mates in their warm pen. ;
Mamma looked quite anxious when
she saw Jack's dripping little figure,
but she gave him a hot bath and some
ginger tea, and said, es she tucked
him in bed: "Weren't you nf mid of
catching cold when you left Nan the
umbrella?'
"Oh, I did not think about myself;
but I couldn't let Nannie get sick,
you know, mamma." Lucy Carman,
in Youth's Companion.
"When I was twenty-one years old
I was a mighty intelligent fellow,"
with a smirk. "You young fellows,
I was a fool then, just like you. A
man oughtn't to be allowed to go
about by himself till he is thirty, and
a woman never." -Sam Jones.
The Dowager Empress of China is
reported to be seriously thinkiug of
granting the country a parliament
twelve years hence. In the partic
ular of postponing reform she ap
pears to have taken a lesson from
Czar Nicholas. -Pittsburg Times.