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P n 1 KjP fi v r v Established in 1878. HILLSBOROUGH, N. C.M3ATUKDAY. JULY 1!), 1884. NEW series-VOL. V. NO- 4t. 7 rLE AS ANT STORY. Ta' in re p!caant olden time; Oh, many y ars ago, KVn li'i-kiriR Irfes and singing school Stc ail the fun, you know. j firj'inR school in Tarry town qmint old town iR Maine Wn wif-'Iy taught and grandly led j:v a, yirtwig man named Paine. A fil'ir t gentleman was Faino, Vt'. '.il. tho lacnc-8 well; IW Nt he like1 Mies Patience White, all hi; school could UlL 0;,- r'Lt the Binding school had met; V'.m -,x 1'i'tc, all carelessly, Ivl t iru' d the leaves and said, "Well Bing On j sp one-fiereiity." "S, . title patifiico sroilcB on pain." ( )u they all then smiled, l',!,t t.'.t h i w ntly an they might; An l !;, coiif utd and wild, S ,jrrli '1 quickly for another piece, A 'j'lickly pave it out; lie nif rriin'nt, Ripprefmcd before, m: now into a Hhout. i Tin ww the words that met his eyes (If.- Hank down with a groan), "Oh, kiv me grief for other's woes, And j utit uce for my own!" A lax M. Robert, in Good Cheer. SliliF-STATION NO. 9. KY KEY, EDWARD A. BAND. There were two persona Bitting on the (I'lorhtep ff ft station of the life-raving Bervice. One was Will Plympton and t he-other liked to write down his name and calling as "8801 Walker, Surf man, Station 1)." They were looking across the white, chilly sands to the sea, that wider tin tearing, exasperating strokes of the wind hourly grew more and more violent. The clouds had a scowling look. It was not a disturbed sky simply, m gry hero, and there, but everywhere its faoo was one of settled, ugly, morose nens, , 'Mischief brewin'," said Sam. "Yes; tho wind has been busy at some thing for tho past twenty-four hours," replied Will. "How white and ugly that surf is I Iooks to me as if it was all full of eharkH teeth, white and hard." "SomelKxIy will feel them when the ptorm breaks at any rate, before it is ever." "ies; I s'poso tho vessel ia on the water that has been quietly movin' on to ruM its doom in this storm, and didn't know it moro than yon and I know the future." All this time soa and skyhad been plowing Mocker, Keeper Joel Barney, tho official head f tho crew at Station 9, stepped out of the Btation, and the conversation was interrupted. When Sam and Will wero nl .no again, Sam said: "That sea and me feel alike, I gueBs." "Why?" "Oli, I am not at all easy." Here Sam's face seemed to darkea like the skv. "What are you tliinking of?" "I'm thinkin' of somebody that rouged mo onoe. That was in old l-ng!aud. Wo were both boatmen and there was an extra chance at work we l "tu wanted, and Fayno Chesley set on fo t some stories that lost me my old place and kept me out of a better one, I'if! lies!" said Sam, vehemently "nil of them." " "Well, didn't people see that?" "Yes, but too late to help me. If it hadlwntho truth.it couldn't for tho tinie have hurt mo more." "What's false will wash off like mud. its only what is true that sticks in and lJys and hurts." Hut Sam was not disposed to dwell on this Pido of tho subject He r-rose, strode off grumbling, and- sat doTrn in the station doorway. c "What makes me think of Payne Chesley, I don't know. I feel ngly as that c looks, and I don't know but I u!d put Payne Chesley under the t r if I had him. Seems to me 'twould U j ut sweet to do that But that isn't the thing for an bid chap like me," he ail meditatively. "We've got to swal-1-t those feelin's." tiil blacker tjrew sea and sky. A very savory odor of old Java, fried ltatoes and biscuit now came from the station kitchen, and the crew gathered 'or supper. "Storm broke," said Keeper Barney, aid the rattling dishes; "I sec the fain on the window near me." Just then Silas Peaslee came in from the leach and his dripping "sou'wester" told the $tory of the arrival of the win. "A bad night," said Silas, "if a vessel f-ts on Uowliu' Pint" Hut no vessel was so foolish as to do that fatal thing. The men on duty patrolled the beach ! as the regulations require. " Fonr times " - tw( en sunset and sunrise they tramped 'rom two to four miles each side of the Nation. Each patrolman carried his Coston signals, which could be lighted at once, burning with a red flame and warning off any vessel that might be discovered sailing too near the shore, or announcing to any wrecked vessel that help was near. But though keen eyes watched and quick ears listened, there was no sign of vessels in danger or dis tress. There was only that near and in cessant thunder in the darkness, that awful roar of an invisible anger which, manifested itEelf in an occasional throw of cold surf about the feet of thj patrol men venturing too near the edge of the ea. The morning lighted up a confused mass of white, struggling billows under black, heavy masses of storm cloud that swept tho sea with pitiless discharges of rain. The men at the station were at breakfast when Arnold Rankin rushed in shouting: "There's a wreck off here I" "Boom m m 1" came tho report of a gun from the sea, "That's Arnold's voucher," cried Keeper Barney, springing from his seat and upsetting the chair in his eagerness. "Our surfboat cannot live in that sea. Open the boat room 'doors. Man the beach wagon, boys." Out upon the sands the cart was quick ly rushed, and a wreck gun and other ! apparatus taken from it. The gun was placed in position, and a shot carrying with it a light, strong line sent over the wreck. "They've got it !" said Sam Walker, looking toward the vessel, around which boiled the white surf. "They have made it fasti" $ "Take two half hitches with the shot line round, that whip," shouted the keeper, soon eignaling to the wreck tc haul onboard. The "whip" was a larger line doubled through a single pulley-block, and it was patiently hauled on board, followed by a hawser. These two lines were made fast, the hawser being secured above the "whip" or endless line. "Send the life-car, boys," said Keeper Barney. "Quick I" Every moment the storm seemed to be gathering more force, as if to resist the brave men in their , work of rescue. More heavily , rolled tho waves upon the shore ; the wind charged up and down the beach, i and roughly the rain splashed the faces of the surfmen. And yet how the crew worked, springing from duty to duty and cheering heartily when they saw the life, j car riding along the hawser and hauled out by means of the whip ! "They've loaded her up," was the news that Sam's keen eyes enabled him to ; communicate. ' 'Four men have got into her." i "Hani asnore . snouted the Keeper; and safely across that turbulent sweep of surf came the life-car. The hatch was removed, and four men sprang upor the beach. "Haul out 1" was tho keeper's ready command, and back to the wreck went the car. "It s a steamer, tho men say,' was Arnold Kan kin's announcement to his mates. "She's in a bad fix and will break up afore night, they think." Again and again went the life-car on its journey of mercy to the wreck. At last arrived those who said: "Nobody else on board." "Look hero I" exclaimed one of the steamer's crew, coming from the station, where the rescued men had .found shelter; "there was ono sick man. Has he come? He is not at the station." The keeper looked around upon his little circle of helpers. "Boys," he said, "there's a sick mac aboard. Are you sure, though, he did nor come ?" he asked, suddenly turning to his informant ,j "Sure as I am here. Payne Chesley is not at the station, and he is not jon the beach." "Payne Chesley 1" Will Plympton heard the name, and instantly looked at Sam's face. ' He saw Sam's startled, intent gaze, and then Sam said to the keeper: "Somebody must go and get hiiru I'll volunteer." . "I'll go 1 I'll go I" said several. "Tour ropes out there are weak," said one of the steamer's crew; "there has been so much strain on 'em. One will be enough to go in that car; send your strongest man. No easy thing bringing a sick man to it Whew ! If he ain't up ! And be signals, too ! I'd go if I wasn't bruised so." Upon that wreck the sharper eyes ot the company could make out the form of a man waving something waving a plea for life on the edge of that horrible ghastly ocean-pit of water. "I'm the strongest," said Sam Walker, proudly, and in proof he raised his heavy, muscular arm. Everybody knew it was as Sam as serted. Into the car he went and the hatch was closed after hi?. Keenly every eye watched the passage of the car to the steamer. "I hope the ropes will hold," mut tered the keeper, looking off in the face of the driving storm. "Hurrah I He's there 1" shouted the men. There was a season of anxious wait ''ng. . "Haul ashore P shouted the keeper. "Ker r ful, boys P The car was near the beach, when suddenly the ropes gave way and over in the surf helplessly rolled the car. i "Form a line, boys. Lock close knd wade out as far as you can," ehontedlthe keeper. And, so, reaching out into that huSgajy , grasping sea, they snatched fromuthe food that the "sharks' teeth" in the'surf had almost won. 4 "Hurrah for Sam Walker 1" wathe bidding of Keeper Barney to his men. But Sam Walker did not need the pleasure afforded by that ovation. He made this confession to Will Plympton. ' "I thought it would be sweet to put Payne Chesley under the water, but I tell you, Will, it was a good deal sweeter to pull him out" Another Bond Call. The Secretary of the Treasury has is sued a call for 810.000.000 of the three per cent, bonds. In tho ten months of the current fiscal year the debt has been decreased by $87,000,000, or about $28, 000,000 less than for the corresponding months of the preceding fiscal year. The chief reduction has, of course, been made in the three per cents. On June 30, 1883, there were outstanding about $32,000,000 of the three and one-half per cents and $318,204,350 of the three per cents. Tho former have all been called in, and on May 1 there were $254,621,950 of the three per cents out standing and subject to call. A part of this amount, about $20,000,000, is in cluded in the last bond calls issued, so that it is very probable that at the end of the current fiscal year there will not be outstanding much more than $230,000,000. As the excess of income over expendi ture for 1883-4 applicable to debt reduc tion is estimated to be $105,000,000, and, If anything, will be larger in about two years, unless conditions are changed, all of the three per cent bonds will have been cancelled. If there is a revival of industry the process of can celling bonds will be more rapid, as the national revenues are quick to reflect changes in the commercial condition, though not in the financial and indus trial condition of the country. At all 1 events, unless some marked reduction I in the national income is made, in about two years the government will have paid off all that part of its debt that is under its control. It must then wait until 1891, when the four and a half per cents become due, or go into the market and purchase its bonds at whatever premium tho holders Herald. choose to ask. N. Y, Bennett the Elder, Ben. Perley Poore in his reminiscences says: James Gordon Bennett in 1828, when in his thirtieth year, became the Wash ington correspondent of the New York Enquirer, which was then on the top most round of the journalistic ladder. It is related of him that during his stay in this position he came across a copy of "Wabpole's Letters," and resolved to try the effect of a few letters in a similar strain. The truth of this is doubtful. It is more probable that the natural talents of the man were now unfettered, and he wrote without fear of censorship, and with all the ease which a sense of free- i dom inspires. He was naturally witty. sarcastic and sensible. These letters, however originated, were undoubtedly a great hit They were lively, they abounded in personal allusions and they described freely not only Senators, but the wives and daughters of Senators. This sort of thing was a novelty then ; the descriptions of toilets, the cravats of the President and the hunting saddle of his niece tickled not only the fools, but also wiser people, who liked the sensa tion. These same letters established Mr. Bennett's reputation as a light lance among the hosts of writers, and he found a ready sale for the poetry and the love stories which flowed from his pen dur ing his leisure hours. "Do toc believe that a woman nowa days would die for the object of her love?: asked a bachelor friend. "I don't know whether she'd die or not," answered the Benedict "but I've known her to go wild when the trimming didn't suit her." Xcirport Xexc. "Now," said a boy to a companion, as they were playing, "I'll sit here and yon come np and say you've go a bill you want mo to pay." "Oh, yes ! you want to tell me to get out You be the one what comes with the bill. THE LIME-KILN CLUB. WORDS or WI8DOM FUOll HALL. PABADIMK The PreaMeat DUb&ad u Aaltatar aa4 Met ilia AarllU Trom the Detroit Free Press., By actual count there were forty-three members of the club coughing and sneezing at the moment the triangle Bounded, and it was not until four min utes alter the echoes died away that the President arose from behind his desk and said: "If Socrates Spikeroot am in do hall dis evenin I would like to see him out heah in front of de desk." Socrates had just crowded himself in between the stove and the wood-box, calculating to get warmth enough to last him until the next meeting, and he didn't look over-pleased at being dis turbed. When he had limped along to the desk, one hand in his pocket and the other digging into his wool, Brother Gardner continued "How long have you Din a member of dis club?" "Bout six months, sab." "Urn ! It has been "bout three months since I fust had my eyes on you, an' to night you seber your connexun wid dis club. Misser Spikeroot, it was under stood when y6u jined dis club dat you was a barber. Has yon barbed anybody or any thin' since dat date ? "I I no, sah." "On de contrary, you has loafed aroun saloons an policy shops an' queer places, an' no man has known you to do an honest day's work. We doan' hanker arter sich members as you. When a poo' man kin lib widout labor people uave a ngni io do suspisnus oi mm. Brudder Giveadam Jones, you will escort dispusson to de doah. H, when he gits dar. he should utter any remark deroga- tory to de character of de Lime-Kiln Club, you needn't put de Bogardus kicker at work. Let him go in peace. What he kin say won't hurt us, an' you might kick too hard an' break a leg." After the late deceased Iiad been show a out and order restored, the president said "Gem'Ien, if dar am any mo' agita tors in dehall I want 'em to listen close- ly. Docratos pieroot used to be a hard-workin' man. All to once he got de ideah dat capital was oppressin' la bor. He quit airnin' $12 per week be kase he didn't want to be oppressed. In a month he became a dead-beat While it am a serious offence fur capitalists to oppress labor, it am all right for a kicker to go aroun' borrowin' money, runnin' in debt, an' stealin' his wood, A few weeks ago Mister Spikeroot' got lone some, an' began to agitate. He went to var'us laborin' men an' convinced 'em dat de man who aims his $12 or $14 per week orter turn out and mob de capital ists who furnish him de chance. "He am now an agitator. He has got facks an' figgers to prove dat de work in' man who owns his cottage and kin aim a good support fur wife an' ohiU'en am de most oppressed be in' on de face of dis airth. When a saloon turns him out he threatens to boycott it. When a man refuses to lend him money he am called a bloated monopolist. When his wife wants shoes or his chill'en cry fur bread, he comforts 'em wid de statement dat America am buildin' up an aristoc racy to lord it over de poo men an' grind 'em to powder. If Misser Spike root has left any friends behind, an op portunity will now be giben 'em to pick up deir hats an' feet an trabble. There was a deep silence for a minute, and as no one traveled the President signed for the Secretary to proceed with the regular order of business. Ihe Soudan. Recent events in the East bring to mind some old legendary long forgotten, The Soudan is old historic ground, for it is the Ethiopia of the Bible, whose kings once conquered Egypt when that country was one of the mighty powers of the world. Tradition has it that Moses onoe led an immense Egyptian army against a king of Ethiopia, whose victorious hordes had cut their way to the very walls of Memphis, and defeated him with great slaughter. It is a vast country, lying in, perhaps, the hottest region of the world, whose people are certainly, the blackest in person and fanatical in religion. Slaves and ivory are the principal staples of commerce. Why England should think such a country worth the Uvea of the brave men who have recently perished there, and the millions of money she has spent in the recent operations near the Bad Sea, rather strains the ordinary mind to com prehend. Mrs are born with with one tongue, in two order eyes, tut that tu?y they say. ihould see twice as much as THE SOUL OF BUSH ESS. Ittv. Kert Ctlyrr Private Tlrtae la taa It -!(! af Pafcllc Crralu "The Lord God vis a shield," was the text that the fevRobext Collyer se lected for his Sunday sermon. After speaking of the absolute necessity of man's keeping constantly before him in all transaction of life the knowledge and the fear of the Lord, Mr. Collyer said, if I am a merchant, I may fairly try to make my calling gainful, but I must al so make it noble or I shall fall short of the mark and prize of my high calling, and if I have to give my business to my sons when I get tired of it or, die, should take at least as much pains to form and mould and inspire them for all noble and true adventures as I do to de- L velop my business before I give it over. I must remember that not all my creed, nor even my paternoster, but that public I credit is the soul of business in good times and bad times alike. I must also remember that this credit taken alto- eether. as the wise old German savs. is a sacred deposit which should never be J touched by rude and ruthless hands, and whoever brings it into peril wilfully and with his eyes open, and for ais own private gain, is worse than the man who breaks into rour store or cracks, your Bafe. The virtue of a man of business should bear the same relations to his ROod name the things he sells do to the coin or paper he takes in exchange for his wares. Mere greed of gain only makes a man sharp sighted to his own interest with out thinking of the consequence to his fellow citizens or to the Commonwealth to which he belongs, until at last, as a quaint old writer says, he swallows all fce can catch and never thinks of the bones wherewith he niay bo choked, To such a man nothingut his own loss; cf any moment and the profits of a - 8inele vear are more to him than the gain of a whole century to the world about him. A man, no matter what his ar- I D name or profession may be, has taken the first step downward in the enrrup- tion of morals when ho ceases to caro i for tne opinion of the upright and down right man who has God for his shield, and unless public opmion now marks and makes an example of such a man there will soon be no such thing in our nation as public opinion. But we all know that every nation and every; city that have a spark of virtue left in 4hem are ashamed of such men's presence. The man who in the trials of man- i100d walks uprightly, and makes and Bells thinflrs that are as crenuine as a bit of heaven, knows of no way but the straight way, no word but the true word, will not look at mean things lest his eyes be defiled and will have no gain that is against the genuine good. He is like the man who plants trees of which he may never see the fruitage, but which he knows will give fruit when ho is gone. Baked Tomatoes, with Cream. Cut the top3 from a dozen large toma toes, wine them with a wet towel and scoop out the inside with a teaspoon; put 9 a. over the fire a large pan, with enough butter to cover tho bottom, and when tno butter is hot put in the tomatoes and quickly brown them on the under side; when the bottoms of the tomatoes are brown take them up without breaking L them, and lay them carefully in an earthen dish just large enough to hold them; into the pan where they were browned put the pulp previously scooped j ont cf them and set the pan over the fire; goak in cold water as much stale bread as there is tomato pulp, until it is soft, and then squeeze out the water and put the bread with the tomato pulp; season r. B. changed the subject AiZo them highly with salt and pepper and j ,iphia Call. stir them over the nre until tney are scalding hot; use this mixture to fill the j tomatoes, pour around them enough ! cream to moisten them, dust dry crumbs over me sunaoe, sua iucu wj tomatoes in a moderate oven for twenty minutes. Serve them hot in the dish in hich they were baked. . I 4 1. Wj.Wa tft.A O.i the Ice. Perhaps the mot cu rious battalion in any army is the Nor wegian Corps of Raters. It i coinp ed of picked men armed with rifles, which they use with great precision. The tkatea used are admirably adapted for traveling over rough and broken ice and frozen snow, being six inches broad and between nine and ten inches long. The soldiers can be macoEUvered upon open ice or over the snow fields of the moun tains with a rapidity equal to that of the best trainJ cavalry. As an isAUxee of the peed at which they can go, it ia stated thai a messenger attached to the corps has accomplished 120 miles in eighteen hours and a half, over mountains. THE nUMOROOS l'AFERS. WHAT WB riND IN TtlKt TU OVER THIS WKKK. . mrsicAx. som Gus De Smith imagines that he is the best solo singer in Austin, but nobody else thinks so. Whenever he is present at a sccial gathering, he bribes some lody present to call on him for a song, and then he warbles forth a madrigal that has a depressing euect even on tha real estate in that neighltorhood. After a performance of this kind a few nights ago, Mrs. McSpillkins, who dpes not live happily with herhnsband, remarked to Gus, with whom she is quite familiar: "Oh, how I wish my husband could sing like that "Ah I" responded Gus; "I expect you would like it. There woaid De more harmony in tho family. "It's not that, but if he sung like you, I'd have no troublo getting a divorce on the ground of cruelty and brutal treat- ment" Then Gus ceased to smile and mirk. Tcxat Sifting. HE HAD NO LAWYER. Old Dan had used his neighbor's fence r . mm as nrewoou ana no was accordingly brought before the court to answer for the same. "Have you any lawyer for defense ?' asked the judge as Dan took his place. No, sor, I hab not," replied the negro. "Jvase yo snow, jeage, vaini ao fence what needs a lawyer, hit amy dis po' niggah dat am in fur it; I spec yer better pint one for him. "Cincinnati Commercial. TBOUBLE EXPKOTXD. Struggling Surgeon "No, dear, I cannot go calling with you to-night TTis Wife "But vou promised that you would." 4 i know it, dear, but our finances are Verv low and I must not lose a chance to ffet a fee." "But what chance wiH you lose ? No patients have sent to yon for a week." "I know it, dear, but I expect to bo summoned for a very important surgical case, perhavs a broken leg, before the evening is over. "Whereto?" "Across the way. Mrs. Brown over there is house cleaning, and I just saw Mr. Brown going home with a step lad der." 'AtTo. CalL SPECIAL RATES TOR SPECULATORS. A Brooklyn man who hit wheat for a few thousand dollars last week rushed around and rented a brown-stone front and then sought the services of a furui turo mover. "l'll.take it by the job and do the fair thing by you," replied the mover. , "Well, how fair ?" "I'll say fifty dollars for the two." "What two?" , "Why, the moving this week into the brown-stone, and the moving, in about a month, from that into a cheap frame house in the su'Mjrbs ! I always job the two moves together in the case of a grain speculator I" A WirELT HINT B. "Here is something In this Mr. paj r that you ought to know." Mr. B. "What is that ?" Mr. B. "A recipe for getting rid of rati and mice. It says that wild mint scattered about the house will soon clear them out" v- Mrs. B. "Mint? That ia what you are so awfully fond of, inn't it ?" Mr. B. "Weji, yes, I rather iiko mint. But I woo1cv why it clears out rats and mioo? ' Mrs. B. "Prohibit -iien they smell ! the mint they nciu l j that the man of lie house i hard, drinker, and that therefore the cuptoard i empty." . HE KICKED. A farmers' mutual insurance company, -f . doing bosiness in irguoia, had a meet- j . of the foj, and after the transaction of routine business, one : of the Board rose up and said: "I notice amocg the bill of expense j one for $3 for printing our annual state ! ment on 4,000 postal cards. I "That's all right," explained the Pres ident i "How all right ? Don't we employ " a secretary at a salary of $400 per year?" "Yes, and the secretary prepared the copy and contracted for the print ing." j "I don't say he didn't, but I'd like to know what busine he had to contract for any such printing when we furnish him pens and ink. It was his doty to wnte out them card, sir, and I, for one, shall kick against any such extrava gance," Wall Street Xeus ,1 uebd, is the way the cowboy Toe j gins his conversation. 1 r 1 i i 'V ?! 1! it 4 2s t -! n 3.5 t