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3 He Gives Him a Coat of PaJnt Too Much Criticism Causes Him to Lose His Temper, and He Handles a. Citizen Rather Roughly. r Copyright, 1904. by C. B. Lewis. ? A 2 HEN Mr. Bowser seemed to I w-?vf De taking things very easy at the breakfast table the other morning, Mrs. Bow ser asked If business at the office had Uroppul off. "There's business enough, but I shall spent! the day at home," he replied. "I want to do a little painting." "You you won't paint the steps or the veranda:" "No: I ir.ay touch up the fence a bit and jrivc the gate a coat, but I want to pay paticular attention to our stone do;;, lit i. in a shabby condition. All the old paint has peeled off. There Isn't a front yard in this town with a nicer ornament than that dog." "Couldn't any painter give him a coat or two?" asked Mrs. Bowser, as sLp began to see trouble ahead. "Yes, any painter could daub him over, and after the paint was on he'd lock as much like a hyena as a dog. I have always painted that dog my self ever since I bought him, and I see. no reason to pass the Job along. If you are afraid of an explosion or anything you might go away for the day." Mrs. Bowser mentally regretted that some tramp had not stolen the terra cotta during the winter and sold it for beer, but she had nothing to say, and as soon as breakfast was over Mr. L. "I SAID I'D BREAK TIIE BACK OF TIIE NEXT IDIOT WHO CAME ALONG!" Bowser got into his old clothes and rummnjred sm)und for paints. In the co:irse oi an hour he was ready to be gin en the dog. The idea was to imi tate the colors of the living animal as far as possible, and he therefore had four or live kinds of paint. He had scarcely begun to clean off the statuary when a tramp came along and leaned on the fence to observe: "What breed of dorg do you call that, old man?" "Are you addressing me?" demand ed Mr. Bowser as he looked up. "I wasn't addressln' nobody else. It looks to me as if the man who made that dorg had a gont before him." Mr. Bowser dropped his tools and went over to the fence, an.!, shaking his linger within six Inches of the tramp's red nose, he made an address lasting five minutes. His words were not loud, but Intense, and he was still speaking v.-hen the man swallowed the lump in his throat, got a brace on his wabbling knees and started off. He didn't stop until be was two blocks away, and then he wiped the perspira tion from his brow and muttered to himself: "By George, but if they don't chain that old chap up he'll do murder yet!" Ilalf an hour later, as Mr. Bowser jvas putting black and white spots on a portion of the dog, a butcher camo along and paused to look. He couldn't be satisfied with looking, but pres ently blurted out: "If you were foolish enough to buy that thing for a sheep you have been taken in and done for." "Is it your business whether it Is a sheep or a calf?" exclaimed Mr. Bowser. "No, of course not, but 1 hate to see a soft headed man taken advan tage of. If I were you I'd take the ax and" Mr. Bowser went over to him. His words could not have been heard thirty feet away, and his gestures were no stronger than Hamlet's, but as the butcher listened he began to turn pale and beads of moisture to start out on his forehead. As soon as he could get a move on him he got .awaj-, and an umbrella mender on the other side of the street shook his head most solemnly and said to himself: "That baluheaded man inside the fence don't weigh over half a ton, but I'll bet my last plunk he's a holy terror on wheels." The third man came along at a lei surely pace with a benign look on his iface, and his motive was utterly un selfish as he stopped for awhile to re mark: "My friend, if you are seeking to Imitate nature you are making a mls jtake in getting st much white on. In fact. I don't think there should be any 'at alL" ' "What do you know about It?" curt J!j replied the painter as he paused In liisf work. "Well. I have seen 3 few black beers . :1a my time, and have also read consid erable natural history, and I can't agree with yon that they are white Stone and black. A black bear is black, isn't he?" . "Do you call this a bear?" "I suppose it is Intended to represent a bear, though there is something un couth about it." "If this represents a bear, -then you represent a jackass! By John, but the next man who comes along and opens his gab about this dog will get rolled in the mud! Bear, you noodiehe-id! Can't you tell a bear from a dos? Get on with you and call a grasshopper a chipmunk T "My dear man" But Mr. Bowser's cars began to work, and tiie man moved on down to tlie corner snd thrc cit a woman and somewhat plaintively inquired of her: "Madam, do you happen to know the ah person who lives b:uk there with the stor.i tear in. the yard:". "Yct. iir." she replied. "Hi3 name i3 Bowser." "And is he considered ah dauber- f ous "lie U. If he is down on you, you'd better get a mile away as soon as pos sible." "Ah, I see. Many thanks. As the day Is fine for walking. I think I'll move on." Mr. Bowser had given the dog a white tall, white ears and a red mouth and was standing back to gaze on his work when a quietly dressed and quiet mannered man of middle age turned into the gate. After looking at the dog a moment he smilingly said: "I am afraid you cannot change the work of the original artist." "I am not trying to." was the reply. "But do you hope to make a dog out of a pig?" "You take this for a pig. do you?" "I certainly do." "Then come around in the back yard for a couple of minutes!" Mr. Bowser laid down his brushes and led the way, and the stranger fol lowed him. He had an idea that there was more statuary back there to be identified, and he failed to note the signs of an approaching cyclone. When the back yard was reached. Mr. Bow ser extended his hand and grasped the man by the collar axid sail: "Now. then. 1 have heard enough about sheep and calves and bears and pigs! I sn:-l I'd l;:vr.k the back of the next idiot who came aiong, and I'm go ing to thump you till you can't holler!" "But. my dear sir my dear man nay" "Shut up! If It's got to that pas that a respectable citizen and taxpayer can't go out into his own front yard to paint a stone dog without being in sulted by half a dozen loafers,, then let him take the remedy into his own hands. Prepare to be driven Into the earth head first!" "But I am no loafer, sir. If your wife were here, she" Mrs. Bowser called to Bowser from a back window to stay his hand, and a minute later she was down in the yard whispering in his ear. "Well," he said to the man as he re leased hl3 collar, "as yon are a clergy man, that makes a difference, but don't ever come around here criticising things again. That's a stone dog out there, and he will continue to be a stone dog till the end of bis days. Don't mix him up "with pigs if you want to keep out of trouble." The minister went away with pale face and shaking chin, and Mr. Bowser had to make a trip to the store fo some rurpedtine. Upon his return he found that a change had come over the face of the heath, or at least o'er that portion of it specified in his warranty deed. The tramp whom he had scared away had not been satisfied to leave things thus. He had sought the as sistance of three other tramps, and when Mr. Bowser's back was turned the four had painted the stone dog a jet black and propped him up against the front steps, and then one of them had fashioned a rude sign which read: "This Whale Tor Sale Cheap!" "And you you allowed that to be done In my absence!" exclaimed Mr. Bowser as Mrs. Bowser met him at the head of the steps. "But. you m you see" "Yes, I see! Woman, the law might not call this a direct attempt to assas sinate me hi my own dooryarJ, but 1 know aud you kr.e.w what the Intent was. aud n nr yo-r old stone dog can go to thnm'er. swsd'ril paint the house seventeen :LIieront colors!" M.. QUAD. KING'S DAUGHTERS AND SONS. Annual State Convention Meets in llocklnghamCharter of the Pro- - posed Reformatory Discussed Election of Officers. (Special to The Messenger.) Rockingham, N. C, May 28. The fifteenth annual state convention of the King's Daughters and Sons met in the Methodist church here Wednes day morning. Mrs. W. H. S. Burgwyn state secretary, called the convention to order. Devotional exercises were conducted by Rev. J. H. Hall. Mr. Hall and Mayor W. X. Everett made talks, the latter in' the nature of a" welcome by the town. For the Silver Cross circle, which is the circle of this place, Mrs. Walter L. Steele delivered an ad dress of welcome. The state secre tary, Mrs. Burgwyn, responded. Mrs. Margaret Bottome and Mrs. Lib by, of New York, members of the Interna tional order, were introduced to the convention by Mrs. Burgwyn, and by motion were given the privileges of the floor. On the calling- of the roll It was found that 14 circles were represented. The annual reports of the officers were read. At the afternoon session reports of various committees were read and dis cussed. Mrs. Hollowell, of Goldsboro, stated that the Federation of Woman's Clubs in North Carolina would co operate with the King's Daughters in the movement to establish a reform atorv. Mrs. M. IT. Russell, of Rocking ham, read an Interesting paper on "In dividual Responsibility." Mr. Streeter, of Greensboro, spoke on the "Chil dren's Home Society," and was ten dered the thanks of the convention. A letter, from the Students' Club, of Henderson, was read. In which It pledged Its aid for the reformatory. A paper" entitled "To Care For Prison ers," was read by Miss Mebane, of Greensboro. Mrs. Overman, of Salis bury; Mrs. Brown, of Wilmington; Mrs. Hallo well, of Greensboro; Mrs. Olds, of Raleigh: Mr. Streeter, of Greensboro, and Mr. W. N. Everett, of Rockingham, all spoke on this sub ject. At the. evening session Mrs. Bot tome, of New York, the founder of the order of The King's Daughters, addressed the convention. The feature of yesterday morning's session was an address toy Mrs. Hal lowell. She proved to be a most charming speaker, and held the atten tion of the convention for an hour on the subject of the reformatory. Mrs. Hollowell will canvass the state in the interest of the proposed Institution. Mrs. Bottome spoke again this time on "The Three Musts of Our Savior I must know my Father; I must be about my Father's business; I must suffer." ' At the afternoon session, the char ter of the reformatory was discussed section by section. It was decided to ask the next Legislature to grant a charter, the institution to be known as "The North Carolina Training School." The order already owns a site for the institution. Last night there was a pleasant re ception at the Manufacturers Hall, given by the Silver-Cross circle. Friday's Session. At to-day's session of the state con vention of tl-e King's Daughters, Mrs. W. H. S. Burgwyn was re-elected state secretary, and Mrs. J. P. Bridgers, of Henderson, was re-elected treasurer. Mrs. F. A. Olds, of Raleigh, asked that her name be not considered for re election to the office of recording sec retary. Mrs. Easdale Shaw, of Rock ingham, was elected to this office. Mrs. Bottome gave another one of her "heart to heart talks" to-day. She made the interesting statement that the order of the King's Daughters, while only eighteen years old, num bers over 1.000,000 members, and is in every country on the globe except Tibet. It may well be understood how Mr3. Bottome, the originator of the order, is so much loved and re vered by Its members. Mrs. Nesbitt, of Charlotte, gave an account of the work of the "Alexander Home," of that city, and Mrs, Faison spoke as to her work in the Critten den Home movement. Mrs. Olds was elected delegate to the general conference In Memphis, November 3-12. Mrs. Bridgers was given a rising vote of thanks for her faithful services as state treasurer. The following executive committee was elected: Mrs. Woodward, of Dur ham; Mrs. Henry Perry, of Henderson; Mrs. W. H. Overman, of Salisbury; Miss Alice Wilson, of Chapel Hill, and Mrs. James P. Leak, of Rockingham. The Southern Pines circle tendered $5 to St. Luke's Home and $25 to the reformatory. Consecration services were held to night by Mrs. Bottome. and the new state officers were Installed. Durham will entertain the conven tion in 1905. A Sudden Change of Views. A citizen of this county was riding in a wagon to which two young, skit tish mules were hitched. The man was not feeling well and as he contem plated sickness and death he unbos omed himself to the boy who was driving and declared that it came to him that he had lived his allotted time and he felt that his time was about up and he was perfectly ready and wil ling to go. As the old fellow was talk ing thus the team approached a "rick ety bridge across Richardson creek and shied and came very near throw ing the occupants of the wagon cjit. The gentleman who a few minutes be fore was 6o well prepared to meet death jumped out of tne wagon with the activity of a boy and called to the driver, "You drive the mules across. I'm afraid they -will jump ft of that bridge and kill us both." The boy Insisted that he was not so anxious, to die as the older man claimed to be, but he had to drive those mules across. The old fellow whose words and ac tions were so different positively re fused to risk his life by driving those mules across the bridge. Monroe En quirer. Morgan First, Job Second. An officer of the White Star line steamer Oceanic, in which vessel J. Pierpont Morgan recently crossed to Liverpool, said the other day that during the trip the great financier spent ten hours each day playing "patience" with the purser. Thomas Russell of whom he is rather fond, says the New -York Press .The offi cer added that he never saw Mr. Mor gan in better spirits. All his doubts a to the success of the International Mercantile Marine Company seemed to'have'been dispelled and he laugh ed and joked with his old-time vigor. "What kind of a 'patience player Is Mr. Morgan?" was asked. "Say." raid the .officer with a con vincing wave of his starboard hand. "Mr. Morgan" plays the game of 'natience so well - that It is always . Mr. Morgan first and Job second." ! RALEIGH NEWS LETTERS " ' '" Many Pests Complained of by Far mersNew Trial In Libel Salt Case. Board of Agriculture Adjourns. Messenger Bureau. Raleigh. N. C.-May 2$, 1904. The Supreme court will adjourn next week for the term. Not xnany opinions yet xmaln to be delivered. The court grants a new trial In the case of CoL Osborne. f-Greensboro. against M. T. Leach, of Raleigh, this being a libel suit. The court finds in this case that the London libel law is constitutional, but that it only pro vides for a relief from punitive dam ages upon publication of the retraction,-and that actual damages can be recovered In spite of the retraction. The state authorizes the Maxton Sash and Door Company to increase its capital stock from $1,400 to 150,000. To-day the board of agriculture fin ished Its work for this session and ad journed. It fixed the budget of the Agricultural and Mechanical College, of which it is the board of trustees, at $56,953. The boards this morning visited. In company with Professor of ' Agriculture Burkett the farm at the college, of which 25 acres are In cultivation. This afternoon the board took up the matter of the new agricul tural building at the college, three architects being present and two sub mitting plans. In an interview with State Ento mologist Franklin Sherman, he says that since the year began no less than 42 different species of insects have been complained of as pests by far mers, etc., mostly scale, which is re ported on 33 new premises. Scale is now on fruit trees in 47 counties. Where the farmers are fighting it it is kept down. There must be a fight for all the fruit that Is hereafter raised in North Carolina. A new bug has come in from Robeson county, a little larger than the tobacco flea beetle and of the same typerand will be sent to Wash ington for identification, as it is not known here. Several . of the large Irish potato growers are sprayings their farms, using large tanks for this purpose. This year all kinds of plant lice are very abundant, especially on peach trees, more in fact than in all previous years put together. Soap and water and a kerosene emulsion will exterminate these. State Poulterer Jeffreys says he has now at the poultry farm, adjoining the state fair grounds, 700 chickens, young and old. He lost some early chickens by the cold" weather. He is keeping the finest ones and will make extensive feeding . experiments in the autumn. Last winter he carried 200 chickens, and next winter will carry twice that number. The others will be sold in the state as breeders. State Superintendent Joyner has re turned from the commencement of the State Normal and Industrial Col lege at Greensboro. There were 350 students, but next term there will be at least 500, the latter being the num ber before the fire. The new dormi tory will provide accomodations for the same number, as the one which was burned. The trustees had not the means to build larger dormitories, but the college could easily have 1,000 students if it had the room for them. The new dormitory is going up rap Idly and will be much better adapted to its uses than the one which was burned. Superintendent Joyner says Governor Aycock's address before the students was a great one and that he reached high-water mark. Judge Purnell this morning began the hearing ofL the Atlantic and North Carolina railway receivership matter. He said before taking it up that he would dispose of It to-day. ADDRESS ON MISSIONS. Rev. R. G. Williams in Goldsboro Mr. W. K Pigford Critically 111. (Special to The Messenger.) Goldsboro, N. C, May 28. Rev. R. G. Williams, secretary of the Foreign Mission Board, will deliver an address to women in the First Baptist church on Monday afternoon, at 4:30 o'clock. The members of all missionary socie ties, irrespective Of denominations, are invited to be present. Mr. Williams Is thoroughly conversant with the work, and his address Is expected to be quite Interesting, as well as In structive for those who attend. Mr. Everett Joyner, a merchant of this city, hos a copy of the North Car olina Standard, bearing the date line, Raleigh, N. C, Wednesday, October 21, 1840. The name of Thos. Loring floats from the mast-head of the pa per. The copy Is in a remarkable state of preservation and contains much reading matter of interest at this time, 64 years after. Mr. W. K. Pigford, formerly clerk of the Superior court of Sampson county, is now lying at death's door at his home in Clinton. Some months ago he was the picture of .health and weighed two hundred pounds. He Is one of the most prom inent and popular men of his county, and the news of his critical illness will be received with regret by his friends all over the state. The Professional Gentleman. TJuHntr n roopnt -rhlhlHmi of Pic tures In Burlington House, London, a lady noticed on two visits a striking looking: man. whose lace sne remem bprM to have seen at orevious exhi bitions. "I am sure hf Is a. famous artist Via Vmai th nir of an Academi cian," she said to her husband; "he is always here, catalogue in nana; a must devote his day to the study of these masterpieces; see him now turn ine wistfullv away from that Eyre Crowe." At this moment an Acade mician whom they knew passed, ana the lady called attention to wnai sne thought must be a flattering fanatl riTYi Thft Acadmician. who did not seem to be so gratified as she expected, said he knew the gallery hunter. He was Trssed to communicate his knowledge. "Oh, that.' he said. "Is the detective we employ to Keep an eye on pickpockets." CoL J. A. Barringer and City Attor ney A. M. Scales' returned last night' from Winston, where they went to ar- -ue before Judge Allen habeas corpus proceedings in the case of Melvln Cha vis. the negro hack driver who was arrested several days ago for violation of section 5 of the new city ordinance. Judee Allen took the case under ad visement until next Monday. . He re quested both attorneys to make out briefs in the case and Teturn tnem on the above date. Chavis was released from Jail yesterday, afternoon. The section which Is beln tested reads: "That It shall be unlawful for ny per ron owning or running a public car riage to transport any man, or men. or woman, or women, to or from any house of prostitution." A fine of fifty dollars Is imposed for each and every, offense. Greensboro Telegram. . A PURE-BRED XEGRO RELATES Tho Head Waiter at the Hotel Lafay ette, at Fayetteville, the Jack Fal stafiT of the Race-Political Riot at Wilmington tn IS9S He Tells What Ho Did in tho Time of Danger. (Red Back in Charlotte Observer.) Jim Reeves, the popular head waiter at the Hotel LaFayette, at Fayette- Kille, is all negro, and a yard wide. He Is a fine individual of the Pore-bred Afro-American, being large, robust and black, with spreading Hps and chalkwhite teeth. Had he been born and reared In Africa, he would be a ruler of many peoples, and one that his subjects would be proud to look upon. But it Is a great deal better that Jim should be here,, in North Car olina, at the head of Colonel Malcolm Matthews' dining-room force, for his life is sweeter, made so by the tingle of the silver tips that drop into his sturdy, strong, grasping hand; he Is a favorite with the traveling pubiio, is trusted and appreciated by his employ er, and respected and fearel by those who work under him. None but tha chronic kickers disliko Jim Reeves. Like the Hindoo. Jim does the best he kin doo. I thing Jim owes much to Miss Kate Stewart, of Southport, who had charge of him when a boy. Miss Kate is one of the wellkjjown boarding nou.e keepers of the state. From Southport Jim went to Wilmington, and from there to Fayetteville; he is partial to Wilmington, but the riot of 1S93 gave him such a fright that he has never quite recovered. Although a powerfully built man Jim could not be a soldier. He has the kind of cour age that would make him. if hunsrrr. race a wen-cooked .steer, but not th5 kind that would carry him in range of a ouiiet not from the muzzle of a rfie. Abject fear takes hold of him tha fear that makes one's muscles tremble, knees smite together and hair stand on end. This may seem strange but it Is true; the whole of the 225 pounds of besh tbrt JI m carries went back on him. Is l.c ashamed of it? No; he looks upo.; honor as did Jack Falstaff. the portly character with chicken heart that Shakespeare sends out to do battle In "Henry the Fourth." The readers of that famous dissertation on honor will recall it. In the face of danger Falstaff said: "Well, 'tis no matter, honor Pricks me on. Tea, but how if honor pricks me off when I come on? How then? Can honor set a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honor hath no skill in surgery, then? No. What Is honor? A word? What Is in the word? Honor. WTiat is that honor ?Alr.. A trim reckoning! WTiot hath it? He that died on Wednesday. Doth he feel It? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is It insensible, then? Yes to the dead. But will it not live with the living? Nk. Why? Detraction wlwll not suffer it; therefore, I'll none of.lt. Honor is a mere escutheon, and so ends my catechism." Jim Reeves was the Jack Falstaff of the Wilmlgton riot. Like fat Falstaff. he believes that "'the better part of valor is discretion." When the riot broke out. Jim was at work for the Sprunts, the cotton comPressers ' and exporters. The; J bprunts liked Jim; he is a good cotton weigher. He was at the scales when the red shirts of New Hanover began to wage war on the negro officeholders and their white allies. But I shall let Jim tell the story. Jim can use good clear English, but when reciting the details of his experience on that historic occasion he drops from the-dignity of "this" and "that" and "was" and "arn't," to "dis" and "dat" and "wuz" and "ain't." In order to get Jim off on the right foot, I asked: "Jim, how long have you been here with Mr. Mack?" "Since November. 1898, the time of the riot in Wilmington, boss," was the ready reply. " "What about that riot were you in it?" "In It? Not any mo' den I coul' help. I wuz de wust skeered nigger dat you ever seed in yo' life. I ain't gut over it ylt!" "Well, go on, Jim, and tell me something about It," I said. "Say, boss, you ain't goln' to pub lish nothin' dat'll hurt me?" "No, you know I won't." "Well, It wuz In de mornln'. and I wuz welghln, cotton for Mr. Sprunt's sons. De fust thing dat looked sus picious to me wuz when Mr. Henry Peschau, the ticket collector, come out to de warehouse where we all wuz at work. I saw him whisper somefin' in the year of Mr. James D. Smith, my boss. Den the fire bell rang, an kept on ringln'. I knowed somefin (wuz the matter. "It eho wuz a pretty day; de sun fwuz shinin', an a gentle sea breeze swept about de city. I remember it des as well; de niggers wuz sin gin' 'Carry Me Back to Ole Vlrglnny But boss, de singin stopped short when a wild coon come flyhV along, yellin 'Oh, my Gawd! De red shirts is done skilled one man, an' deyll git us all. "I never seen a nigger make tracks faster than dat nigger. He went to'ads de wharf, an ain't never been seen since. Some say he Jumped" In de river an wuz drowned. I can't tell, for I left dat place putty soon rmyself. "De look of dat nigger skeered de truckers. All. but de weighers quit work. .De boss men had to shut the presses down. Soon de stevedores on de big boats knocked off. We weigh ed on for a while." Mr. Willie Sprunt told us to stay at our posts, dat no body would bother us, but I got so nervous dat I couldn't pull a bale of cotton on de scales. My boss saw me shakin' an said. 'Jim. I'll get you a toddy; but I.declare, boss, it wouldn't do me no good. "He wuz so sorry for me dat he asked: "Well, what kin I do for you? Where you want to go? " 'I mus' go home, boss. Won't you go wid me?' I wuz almos skeered to death. My boss went with me to Red Cross an Second streets two blocks but when I saw de guards, with their guns, on every corner. I got so nervous in the knees dat I couldn't walk. I des whispered: 'Boss, for Gawd sake, let me go back to the office! He said: 'All right.' and I went back. Mr. Smith promised to-bring me my dinner. But des as I got in de office door I saw a drove of men with guns comln down de street. I made a rush and Jumped clear over de railfn into de paymaster's room. I didn't stop, but run through de pri vate secretary's office to Mr. Willie's desk. I thought I would be safer there, but when I turned roun I coul see everybody in de-streets.. Lots of mens looked at me through the glass. I wuz so skeered dat I didn't know what, to do. All the bosses had gone. :I started up-stairs to de sample room. As I gut to the steps I heard a volley of shots. I thought the men with the guns wuz hot after me. I-flew up de steps an made a dive Into a big pile of samples. I went clean to de bottom, an de cotton closed over me. Dat wuz 10 o'clock In de mornln. an I lay there tilkde middle of de after noon. I never saw or heard a thing, for I wuz fifteen feet deep in cotton. I didn't git no breath of air- -des thought I was gittln some. "My bosses hunted for me for a long time, but couldn't find me. They didn't look In dat cotton, for they didn't think I could live In there. It wuz pretty poor livin. boss, but it wuz lots better than beln shot at. The first person I saw wuz Mr. Burgwyn, de boss buyer, an he of fered to go with me home. He said he woul signal me past de first guards, an they woul signal me on. I lived on Eighth, between Red Cross an Warren streets. Dat wuz eight blocks from the compress. "I gut on all right till I gut to Five-Point alley, where two 15-year- old boys wuz stationed. Them boys stood back in the alley a little, an I didn't see m until they hollered: 'Halt! Throw up your hands! "I come putty night' fallin. but I stopped on my knees an threw up my hands. I began to pray to de Lawd to save me. for I knowed dat them boys didn't have no better sense than to shoot me dead. My heart wuz in my mouf. I thought my time had come. De boys asked: 'You gut a pistol t I said: Ye, sir; no. sir: yes, sir; no. sir; an the boys laughed an' told me to go on. I wuz too skeered to shoot if I had wanted to. "I traveled on to Fifth street, where I passed de last guards. De last three blocks I went at full speed. I wuz goln home. I gut Inside of my yard an went to de well for a drink; I hadn't had any water since mornln. Well. sir. des as J let down de bucket I heard somebody say: Jlm. dat you? I la'k to fell in dat well. It wuz Col. Walter Taylor. He said: 'Come here, Jim. He sent me on a short errand. Then I went in my house an shut de door. I stayed there three days an nights without any thing to eat or drink. The riot wu goin on, but I didn't hear much of it. I saw enough through de cracks to make me know dat de house wuz de best place for me. When I come out, my landlord, a nigger police man, had runclear - away. My whlt folks had hunted me for forty-eight hours, but couldn't find me. An des as soon as I coul leave without cre atln 'speclon I left dat town. Dafs what I done. I'm here now. an dis's where I'm goln to stay." -This is a true story. Jim is a real negro. Stands by the Rc-wrf. We take it that all free passes are issued with an eye to business. That In fact. Is the essence of the objections urged by papers who fight the giving out of passes. They say it's to get In fluences to work for the road, and that is the best kind of business for the road to have. But Just why the state should have a monopoly of violating Its own laws, we are not able to understand. The editor of this paper is not screom nor pawing the dirt about free passes. The man who onlv needs a free pass to make him a thief is one already. and somebody will hand him the right change which will do the business that the pass is said to do. A man is either honest or dishonest, and he is neither saved nor destroyed by the law regu lating the giving out of free passes. Going back to the report of the com mittee, we will say to our friend, the what we have written concerning the report of the committee on the con dition of the. A. and N. C. road, we have not even had In mind the giving of comfort to the republican and popu list parties, for their conduct of this property, nor have we sought to con done nor magnify tm record of the party now In possession of the road. We have read the report with some care and have tried to put an honest and fair interpretation upon what It contains. We note with real pleasure the absence of corruption, but that the report shows a loose. Incompetent, un businesslike administration of the road. Is as clear as the noonday sun. We might cull a sentence here and on? there, and by an artful unfair empha sis make everything appear to the det riment of the management. And by a similar process we might turn every thing to its vindication as our friend, the editor of The News, seems to be unconsciously doing, it s our Purpose to do neither, but to write what we honestlv believe to 'be Justified by the facts, and in doing so, we have no hope no hope of reward, neither have we any fear of punishment. The clear, un equivocal, transparent style of the re port removes it, so far aa we ar con cerned, from any further discussion as to what it really contains. We stand by it first, last and all the time. Raeigh Times. His Shattered Belief. "Why, Joshua, what are you say In' ?" "I don't believe in the Bible, and there's no use of me pretendln' that I do. Them's my sentiments. I hate to give up the old belief, because It was mighty comfortln', but I can't keep on clingin to It no longer." When his horrified wife could get Tier breath, says the Chicago Record Herald, she asked: "Have you been readln any of not believin' Jonah could live In the whale or got down its throat?" "Nope, I ain't much acquainted with whales, and I'm wlllin' to believe that maybe Jonah might of got swal lered and come up again O. K.. but my ojd belief's gone forever, Just the same." "I s'poee you don't think thatTrod what Moseft had could of turned into a serpent?" "Yes. that might -of been, too, as far as I know." in t you Deneve lxinier inenas could of stood It in the fiery fur nace?" "I ain't denyin' any of them things at all, but I've been trying to drive that tarnation spotted pig out of the orchard, and, by Jinks, I can't never have any more faith, in - theJ story about Noah drivin In all kinds of animals into the ark. If he'd of had ' any such Job to do. it's my opinion that the rain would of fell and the ark would of saT'd off leaving him ut there In theV t chasin the two Pigs V- - Mr. Battle, a dri -an for the King ton cotton mill, n.J- a horse yester day, which was killed in a horrible accident.. While driving the horse" along, hitched to the dray, the animal stepped on the end of a stick, causing the other end to fly up and stick Into the horse's bowels, penetrating twelve or fifteen Inches and making a large hole.- Some one was dispatched for a doctor, but before he arrived the, horre had bled to-death as when the , stick- was withdrawn a stream of blood nearly as large as a roan's wrist gushed forth- and nothing could staunch It. The horse bled to death in fifteen roinuts. Kiniton Free Press. .. . -