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THE Enterprise., 1 , o VOL. II. RALEIGH, N. C, THURSDAY, MARCH 15, 1906 . NO. 47 LETTER FROM B1LKINS. Bob Gets New Shoes and Causes More Trouble The Dog that Got Well Mr. Dixon Tries to Learn How Bllklns Stood on Certain Pub lic Questions. Correspondence of The Enterprise. I hev bin ridin' Bob so much eround on my canvas that hiz shoes got wore out an' I had ter put on a new set ov shoes. Bob kicked an' tuk on a .site. I don't know what the trouble iz onless he iz gittin' sorter homesick. The blacksmith 'lowed that polly ticks would play smash with peeple an' mules, too. I reckon he wuz hintin' that I wuz in the same fix az Bob. But I ain't homesick an' I ain't kickin', for things air cumin' my way. I'll git so many votes in the primarys that the judges ov eleckshun will git tired countin' them before they air half through and declair me unanimously eleckted. Bob cum purty nigh beatin' me over close ter Wakefield the other day; I stopped at a house an' hitch ed Bob ter a swingin' limb till I could go down in the field an' talk ter the owner ov the house. They had a young dog at the house an' I reckon he got ter foolin' eround Bob's heels in a playful way. If Bob had bin in a gude humer he would hev tuk it awl rite. But he i must hev giv the : dog a powerful kick. I hearn a dog give one yelp an' I looked eround. Me an' the man run up ter whar Bob wuz an' the dog wuz lyin' there az still az deth. Bob wuz lookin' sorry, but I could see that the owner ov the dog wuz az mad az blazes an' I knowed that my goose wuz cooked in that town .. ship. "My friend," sez I, "I'd give a millyun dollars ter bring that dog back ter life." But he wuz plum speechless he wuz so mad. After he cooled down a little he sed he wouldn't a minded hit so much, but the childer wuz mity fond ov the dog an' they would cry their eyes out. "Cheer up," sez I, "I'll fix that awl rite. I'll buy 'em a hundred dogs ter make up fer that one, if I hev ter spend every aker ov ground I've got in Martin's Crick township. I'll buy " 'em little dogs, big dogs, red dogs, blue dogs and striped dogs till they air satisfied." He sed that wuz fair, but they'd never think az much ov any other '".dog. ." "Well," sez I, bring your gun an' I'll shoot my mule fer the trouble he haz caused." But he wouldn't hear to that. Awl at once I seed the dog kick one foot a little bit. "Why, he ain't ded," sez I: "he jist had the breth knocked out ov him. Run an' bring the camf er bottle." He brung the camf er, an' we rub bed an' wurked on that dog fer ten minits. Direckly he cum to an' trot ted off to the house. I hain't bin so triad since the war. If Bob eevr does sich a trick ergi.i he will not git ter go on another campane. . I spent the nite with Jim Dixon in the eastern part ov the county last nite. We talked over things in crerieral an' pollyticks in partickular. Jim iz one ov them fellers that knows a eude deal an' he wants ter know a whole lot more. He wanted ter pick out ov me how I stood on awl questions. That iz mity embar- rissm' ter most candydates. Jim iz a stickler fer free silver an' he wanted ter know how I stood on that. "I'm fer hit," sez I, "purvidin' Yurrip agrees." Then he wanted ter know what Yurrip haz ter do with hit. I tole him that if we hev 16 ter 1 without Yurrip hevin' the sam-i they'd quit tradin' with us. "Let 'em quit," sez he. "We kin live twenty thousand years without ever gittin' even a letter f rum Yur- rip Then he wanted "ter know how I stood on the tariff. "That iz a back number," sez I, "but I'm fer a tariff fer revenew an' a tariff fer perteck- shun, which covers the whole grbun'. The leadin' men in both parties agree with me on that, an' I don't see en use in rushin' hit into the campane." He sed he thought that wuz sound docktrin' an' he wouldn't mind say in' that he thought I wuz a statesman an' orter be eleckted." I tole him he wuz puttin' hit purty strong, but I wuz inclined ter blush an' agree with him. Yours az ever, ZEKE BILKINS. BOILER TURNED OVER. "I Will Not Say. The story of a little Boer boy who refused to betray his friends even oh the threat of, death is told by Major Seely, M. P.,""as an" illustration of deeply rooted love of freedom and of country. It happened during the Boer War : "I was asked," Said Major Seely, "to get some volunteers and try to capture a commandment at a place some twenty miles away. I got the men readily, and we set out. It was a rather desperate enterprise, but we got there all right. I can see the little place yet, the valley and the farm-house, and I can hear the clat ter of the horses' hoofs. The Boer General had got away, but where had he gone? It was even a question of the General catching us, and not we catching the General. We rode down to the farm-house, and there we saw a good-looking Boer boy and some yeomen. I asked the boy if the com mandment had been there, , and he said in Dutch, taken by surprise, 'Yes.' 'Where has he gone V I said, and the boy became suspicious. He answered, 'I will not say.' "I decided to do a thing for which I hope I may be forgiven, because my men's lives were m danger. I threat ened the boy with death if he would not disclose the whereabouts of the General. He still refused, and I put him against a wall, and said I would have him shot. At the same time I whispered ' to miy men, 'For heaven's sake, don't shoot lhe boy still re fused, although I could sec he be lieved I was going to have him shot. I ordered the men to 'aim.' Every rifle was leveled at the boy. "'Now I said, 'before I give the word, which way has the General gone?' "I remember the look in the boy's face a look such as I have never seen but once. He was transfigured before me. Something greater al most than anything human shone from his eyes. He threw back his head, and said in Dutch, 'I will not say There was nothing for it but to shake hands with the boy and go away." Singapore Strait! Budget. Two Killed Near Federal Cemetery Saturday. A distressing accident occurred Saturday about noon in which Messrs J. W. Weir and John Whitelaw, two of Raleigh's oldest and very best citi zens lost their lives. Messrs. Weir and Whitelaw had re cently formed a company to operate part of the rock quarry near the Federal cemetery, part of it being operated at present by the city. They purchased a new boiler and were haul ing it to the quarry. The boiler, which weighed probab ly 10,000 pounds, was being hauled on a heavy wagon used for such pur poses. When near the quarry the wheels had to be prized over two or three led ires of rock; which protruded several inches in the road. After the front wheel was gotten over the last ledge and the team was started, the rear wheel on that side went over the ledge, causing the wagon to lurch r-nnsiderahlv. it beinc coupled short, v ' J 7 " t J and the boiler extending some feet over the rear axle, lhe weight and the lurch caused the iron portion ol the rear axle to part from the wood en portion, one of the cuffs on that side havimr been previously broken. In a moment the big boiler and the timber it. rested on toppled over, crushing Messrs. Weir and White- law against the embankment at the roadsides Mr. Whitelaw s head was crushed and he probably died instant ly. Mr. Weir s breast was crushed. TTp livnd about 30 m mutes. The boiler rebounded sufficiently to enable the other men present to tret Mr. Whitelaw out. But one end had to be raised by means of a jack before Mr. Weir could be gotten out. He was carried to the residence 'of Mr: A. II. Green nearby and physi cians sent for. He died in a tew minutes after the arrival of a physi cian.. Mr. Weir was 73 years old, but was active both mentally and physically. He left ten children, all of them be ing grown. Mr. Whitelaw left a wife and six children, all grown. Mr Whitelaw was about 65 years old. Both were excellent men and were well known to all the residents of thw pitv who have lived here, any loiifrth of time. While not always partners in business, they had been identified with the stonework con struction of many prominent build ings and churches in this city during a long number of years. Mr. Weir was buried Monday at 11:30 from Christ church. One son, Mr. James E, Weir, of Palm Beach, Fla.V could not attend the funeral. He was serving on a jury at the time and the iurv was hung. Miss liar riett was in San Francisco and could not come owing to the time necessary to make the trip. Mr. Whitelaw was buried from the Presbvterian church at 3 :30 Monday. All of his children, six daughters, were present. The funerals were conducted with Masonic honors, both being members of William G. Hill lodge in this city. Both funerals, were largely attended and the floral tributes were numer ous and handsome. Mr. King Talks Cotton. The following very interesting let ter from Mr. Wm. V. King, Supt. NT. Y. Cotton Exchange, was received by Richard Cheatham, Secretary of the Southern Cotton Association, and he has sent a copy to the llaleigh Enter prise for publication: "Mr. Richard Cheatham, Secretary, Southern Cotton Association, At lanta, Ga. "Dear Sir : -Your favor of the 10th instant is received. Thanks for President Jordan's cotton statistics, etc., which give the facts clearly and intelligently. "In my opinion the coming plant ing season will prove to be the most trying, if not the most critical, in the experience of the cotton growers of the South. Trying because there are many who believe 10 or lOVfc cents will prove so serious a temptation to the planter that he will put every available acre in cotton. This opin ion is not confined to this section of the country alone, but is endorsed by many of the good people of the South, not planters of cotton I am glad to say. "It will indeed prove a critical sea son for the planter and for the en tire South should the temptation to over-plant in cotton be carried out. The years of splendid work of your Association together with that of others who have co-operated, will be swept away, and a condition of ser vitude for the planter will be re- enacted with its consequent 6 ' or 7 cents for cotton. "This is not an extreme picture. It is certain to occur unless the planters stand solidly together and for their own protection diversify the planting, putting in a moderate acreage only in cotton. If the plant ers will not protect themselves in a matter of such vital interest to whom can they look for help ? Certainly not to the buyer and the consumer. "To sunvup the matter, the situa tion for weal or for woe, for 7 cents or for 12 cents, is entirely in the hands of the planter. In a brief in terval of time the world will know whether he has proven false to him self or has had the courage and man liness to resist the temptation which now threatens to wrest from him the control of the situation. "Yours truly "WM. V. KING." Uncovering Pritchard' s Tracks. It is said that United States Cir cuit Judge Jeter C. Pritchard. ac knowledges that while a United States Senator he violated the law by practicing in the departments at Washington. Now because the fact is being recalled by Blackburn it is called an "attack on Pritchard." When a fellow thinks he has his tracks covered up and somebody comes along and gets on his trail, it looks more like a chase instead of an attack. Wilmington Star. Labor is but refreshment from re pose. J. Montgomery. Only a few years ago, William Waldorf Astor landed in England an obscure multi-millionaire. Now his gracious Majesty Edward VII. has condescended to appoint Mr. Astors son a second lieutenant. There is nowhere in the wide world where sturdy American pluck cannot suc ceed. Kansas City Star.
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