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ESTASLISHED IH 1878 HILLSBORO, N. C, THURSDAY, JUNE 15, 1905. NEW 8ERIES-VOL. XXIV. Nil. 31. 3on9t Be IFdDokdl (0)11 AWEAtAMC TWA11 E Agents for all WHEN WE TWO WALKED IN AR- CADY. When xre two walked In Arcady How sweet the summers were ! How thick the branches overhead, How soft the grass beneath our trtad, And thickets where the sun burned red Were full of wings astir, my dear. When we two walked in Arcady Through paths young hearts prefer. Since we two walked in Arcady (How long ago it seems!) High hopes have died disconsolate; The calm-eyed angel men call Fate Stands with drawn sword before the gate That shuts out all our dreams, my dear; Since we two walked in Arcady Beside the crystal streams. t Beyond the woods of Arcady The little brooks are dry. The brown grass rustles in the heat. The roads are rough beneath our feet, Above our heads no branches meet. And yet, although we sigh, my dear, Beyond the woods of Arcady NYc see more of the sky ! Caroline Duer, in Scrlbner's. w the Ghost as Laid. "I cannot marry you," shev said, "I am afraid. You laugh at' me, and talk about superstition, but Dick Pardon has kept his word twice, and he will keep it again. When I, a girl of sev enteen who was not able to control her feelings, refused him with scorn and contempt, asking him how he dared to speak such words to me. his master's daughter, he caught me by the wrist and looked into my face as no one had ever looked before. 'Avis Shaw,' be said, 'you're proud and airish, and you refuse to marry me because I am one of your father's hands, but you'll rue the day you spoke such words to me. I understand I can't get you, but no other man shall. Living or dead, I will stand between you and every man that comes near you. Living or dead, Avis Shaw, I'll have my re venge!' "Well, I thought nothing of his threats. I told my father that Dick had asked me to marry him, and he dismissed him. From that time forth every young man who offered me any attention was set upon and beaten or shot at, or in some way injured on bis way home from our house. "At last Hall Grayson, the young lawyer, was killed. That was two years before you came here. The poor young man was not in love with me his business was with my father; but you know how country folk gossip and pair people off.! He was stabbed in the back, and this time the men cf the village caught the wretch red-handed. They were carrying him to jail when he escaped from them, led them a chase for miles, and ended it by jump ing from the cliff near Hunters Hole into the sea. By the time the inspec tor and the rest of them got to the edge of the cliff the body of the mur derer had disappeared. "But, Raymond, Dick Pardon had said that he would carry out his re venge, alive or dead,, and, though every one thought that with his drown ing my troubles would end, it ha3 not proved so. No one can come to our house in a way that makes it appear that the object is my society but he is Earned away. If he does not tak9 the warning he is shot at by some one be cannot see. "As I did not care for any of the tten who came to see me, I mie up ay mind to endure my fate calmly; hut now " Here the poor girl burst into-tears, a&i her lover caught her hands and Pressed them to his lips. "if you love me, no man shall part us, Avis," he said; "and as for the ghost of your murderous farm hand, i ll exorcise him if he attempt to frighten me." "Papa likes you," said Avis, "but We feel the tales you and all rewon We people laugh at are not mere sup erstitious fancies, and because tie OU never would think that, that "Old Green House" of ours had a thing in it but cob webs, B UT IT HAS It is brim ful of nice sets of FURNITURE, MATTRESSES, IRON BEDS, COUCHES and SPRING MA TSRESSE& T etc etc Mixed up among these you will find a full line of Nissen, Chase City and Ryder Wagons, Stoves and' Ranees' The arrangement is not what it might be, but it is all there-and the prices well they are too low to mention , Some day when yon haven't anything else to do let us show you through. the best Harvesting both like you so much he joins me in begging you never to come to Shaw farm again." "Nevertheless, I shall come." said Raymond, "so expect me whenever I can get here." "If you come I will not see you," said Avis, in a terror-stricken voice. "I will not lead the man I love to his doom; I will never marry you. Leave me, I pray, and never see me more."' Raymond Bell answered by a look which needed no interpretation, and kissed her tenderly. It is strange how much men can for give in women they truly love. If any other person in the world had ex pressed belief in such an absurd sup erstition, his derision would have been so great as to blot out all respect for that individual; but Avis could do no wrong in Raymond Bell's eyes. Af ter all, he thought, her anxiety for him was proof of her love. Thinking thus he passed a little stone house by the roadside which was said to be haunted by the ghost of Dick Pardon, and paused a moment to look at it. It was evening, and stars were In the sky, but it was a moonless night. The ruinous little building was cov ered with ivy, and so dilapidated that tall-weeds grew within the almost roofless walls; but as Raymond stood loking at it he saw a strange blue light begin to glow in its lower win dows, and in the midst of the radi ance stood a tall figure draped in white, who for a moment lifted his arm with a warning gesture. Gripping his walking stick, the young man dashed toward the win dow; but suddenly reflecting that as the seeming ghost was probably a hu man being bent on mischief, and that he was unarmed save for the stick which he carried In his hand, he re solved that it would not be wise to ex pose himself further. Consequently he passed on, but, turning to look back, saw once more the strange ap pearance, this time at an upper win dow. Again the hand menaced, again the figure faded, and this time Raymond was angry at himself for feeling cer tain of those chills and thrills which the most sensible of us have at times experienced. A laugh drove them away, and coming to the open doors of a smithy, he walked in ,among the men who were watching the proprie tor as he shoed a restive hctrse. "Good evening," he said. "I want half a dozen men and boys to come with me to the old stone hou:se on Mr. Shaw's farm. Some idiot is playing ghost up there with blue lights and a white sheet, and I'm raising an army to put an end to his capers." The loungers looked at Raymond while he spoke; the smith finished his job in silence. Then lifting his head, he spoke gravely: "You're Mr. Bell the architect that has come down to build the church, I believe!" "I am, Mr. Jones," replied Raymond. "Glad to know you, sir," said the blacksmith; "but I'm sorry to say that you are wrong in your idea about what is seen- what even some here have seen in the old stone house on Shaw's place. It's a real apparition, that is no trickster's work whatever. "Nevertheless I desire to enlist my army. I offer a sovereign to every re cruit," said Raymond. But, despite this offer, not' a soul would accompany him to the stonO house, and he was obliged to give up his plan for that occasion. On the following Sunday evening, just as twilight Sell, everyone in the village saw the young architect take his way along the road to the Shaw farm. 'There, upon the porch, old Mr. Shaw met him and shook his hand kindly. "Avis is not here." he said. "Of course I know -what has passed be tween you, and I like you. I should be delighted to welcome you as a son-in-law, but what folks say is too true for that, for your own sake, young man, you'd better give up all idea of her." "I will never do that, sir," said Ray mond. He talked a little while to Mr. Shaw, allowed the shade to father ere be Machinery, Mowers, bade him adieu, and walked slowly down the road. It was not a very clear night, but the moon now scudded through the clouds piled white and high. In her light the old stone house was plainly visible, and once again he saw tne vi sion that had affrighted so many of the villagers, the shrouded figure sur rounded by blue light, the hand lifted in warning. . On the instant he drew a pistol from his packet, took aim at the lifted arm, and fired. As he did so out of the bushes sprang six stout men, employes of the village brewery, armed and bearing lanterns. - Headed by Raymond, they dashed into the old house, and the lights they bore revealed the figure of a man lying on the floor beneath the broken casement at which the ghost had appeared. A white sheet had fallen to the ground, a lantern with blue glass es lay beside it. The man was sense less. "Your bullet hit the mark. Mr. Bell," said one of the brewers; "you've done for him." "And, by the Lord Harry, it is Dick Pardon himself," said another. , "L thought so," said Raymond. "The man did. not jump -into jthe sea; he contrived to secrete. himself among' the rocks, and has been playing ghost ever since, (hiding here, probably." This proved to be true, for Pardon before he died made a full confession, and a little while later Avis Shaw be came the bride of the ghost-layer. New York News.- TWO AGAINST A WHALE. It Looked as if the Thrasher and Swordfish Would Win. A private letter received from Ber muda tells of a fight between a thrasher, a swordfish and a whale. The encounter occurred on Thursday, April 20, several miles southeast of St. Gteorge's island, one of the -larger of the Bermuda group, and continued for several hours. The outcome was not learned, darkness intervening, but it is presumed that the whale was done to death, as it appeared to be overmatch ed and, in a weak state when last seen. The story of the marine battle was related by Capt. Chester of the tug boat Gladisfen, who early in the after noon, from the lookout station, noticed several whales in the ofling about four miles away from an anchorage called Five Fathom Hole. About one of the whales there appeared a great com motion, and the captain thought that the animal was "playing fin" a frol icsome habit of the big mammals. Soon after the captain took his tug boat outside the harbor of St. George to board an incoming steamship. His course lay in the direction of the whales, and he soon saw that one of them was being vigorously attacked. The Gladisfen stopped for some time near the steamship, and upon return ing to port steered close to the whales. The school was not at all disturbed by the approacch of the tugboat, which reached a point about 100 yards away from the scene of the fight. It was obvious to all on board that a mortal combat between a whale and a thrash er, and a swordfish was in progress. The swordfish was jabbing with his long weapon, while the thrasher beat with his powerful tail. The crew of the tugboat could hear and see the blows inflicted, the water being lash ed into a white foam by the manoeuv rings of the fighters. When the Glad isfen left the scene the whale was in such a condition of weakness that its death seemed not far away. Its ene mies, however, kept up their attack, with unrelenting fury. The fight was still in progress at sunset. In the early days, according to his tory, such fights were not infrequent, but since the whales have decreased in numbers about the Bermudas, swordfish and thrashers have not found that part of the Atlantic a fruit ful hunting ground. New York Post. At Wellington, a little town in the west of England of only 7000 inhabit ants, no fewer than 5245 tramps had to be accommodated last year. c. Hakes, Binders, Etc. THE PULPIT. SCHOLARLY SUNDAY SERMO. 3Y , BISHOP BURGESS; D, D. ' Subject: The Church's Foundation. Brooklyn, N. Y. In the Church of the Messiah the Right Rev. Frederick Burgess, D. D., Bishop of Long Island, on Sunday preached from the text, Matthew xvi:13-20, and particularly the passage: "And whom say ye that I am? Simon Peter answered: Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God. Jesus answered and said: Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona; flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but My Father which is in Heaven. I say also unto thee: Thou art Peter, and upon this rock will I build My church." He said: These words can be scarcely under stood apart from their context. The author of the Bampton Lectures pointed out . that Caesarea was - the borderland of the Jew and the Gen tile, and thus was a fitting place for proclaiming the divinity of Him who came to save, not one race, but all mankind. Later study of our Lord's life revealed, the fact that He was at that time truly in exile. It becomes almost . self-evident, as we read the Gospels, that pur Lord was suffering depression land felt that . His work WscemMextentWantire. 3?he cities nf Capernaum and Cornain, where He had preached and labored, were all against Him; and you can all recall the sad farewell which He gave to those cities. In the Gospel of St. John we can see evidence that a large number of people who at first had believed in Jesus were gradually es tranged from Him by His teaching and by His unpopularity.. He had been forced to leave His native land and go Into exile. The words which He spake to the Syrophoenecian women, "It is not meet to take the children's bread and give it to the dogs," shows the sadness, almost bit ter sadness; and when He came to His own "His own received Him not." In one way and another, we can see how bitterly He felt and, while we have no real picture, yet, neverthe less, we can, in fancy, see Him, as we read the Gospels, with His little band, going ahead of them through those northern valleys; and we know that It was no figure of speech, but the truth, when He said: "The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man hath not where to lay His head." Now this confession of Peter marks the end of this period of exile. From that time on He set His face toward Jerusalem. 'Almost immediately there followed the transfiguration on, prob ably, Mount Hermon, and then He started, with His twelve apostles, to Jerusalem to suffer and to die. Now this passage reveals deep truth. It reveals the foundation on which Christ built His church. But, as you understand, we must not lose sight of His humanity. The heresy which sees in Christ an unreal man, one who cannot be touched by our sorrows, our joys or our disappointments, has al ways been condemned in the councils and by the creeds of the church. Our Lord could not have been truly man If He had not hungered and thirsted and been weary sometimes. He had not sought for help if sometimes He had felt the depression of loneliness and disappointment, though only once did it find expression, namely, on the cross wiien He said: "My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me." This period of exile, then, was a per iod of depression. Men had deserted Him by thousands; the people whom He had cured and taught were all gone now. And perhaps He feared, as He asked His apostles that crucial question: "Whom do men say that I, the Son of Man, am?" If, however, He did fear, whatever He feared was dissipated by the perfect faith of Peter's clear, strong answer: "Thou art the Christ, the son of the living God." And one who has ever tried to do real work for humanity and to help forward the kingdom of God must have known something of this depression, and must also have known something of this joy when at least He had found one man who believed in Him and in His message and who was ready to stand out before . the .world and confess his faith. Our Lord, then, founded His church upon a man upon Peter, if you will. He did not found it upon a doctrine, or a building, or an army, or a treasury. No, but on a warm, rugged human heart. He said to Peter: Thou art a rock, and on this rock I will -build My church and the gates of hell shall nc prevail against it." Those who want to see in this passage a long, hierati cal line, ever connecting itself with a bishopric, must, I suppose, be allowed to hug their delusion as long as they live. But a sane criticism will always reveal the fact that our Lord was as serting that He would found His church upon loving Luman hearts, upon men who believed in Him, in honor and dishonor, through good re port or evil report, in sickness and health, as well as In proverty and exile. Our Lord believed in men; He trusted them. It has been well said of Him that indignation, even anger, were spoken of men, but to condemn, never. Man, as man, was worthy of respect. Now that has not been the attitude of the great writers and generals and leaders of mankind. Alexander, Cae sar, regarded men as so many pawns to be moved about as they willed. t'What are a million souls to ine?" boasted Napoleon when he was taunted with the loss of an army; so in philosophy we find the same dis crediting of men. But, Christ taught a different estimate of mankind to His apostles, and St. Paul reverenced men, even when he saw their sins and rebuked them. The parable of the prodigal son and the epistle to the Ro mans have been contrasted, and it has been said of the-one that it is ten derly and ; pathetically; human as; he rises above his rabbinical to , teach the, deaths o the: Lord ndtne'rlhes of the goodness ofGod. All through that epistle to the Romans there" rmnr the burden of the glory of man's origin and man's destiny: "We are children of God, and if children of God, then heirs, joint heirs with Christ, if sobe we suffer with Him." There is man's glorious heritage in that he is made in .the image of God. So with all the apostles and true followers of Jesus throughput the world, they have al ways reverenced men. They have seen the greatness of men's capacity, even when they have seen the evil as It is shown so in our great cities, which in some respects equal Sodom and Gomorrah. Beneath all the ex ternal they can see the power of the human heart. "Who is that common place looking fellow?" said a man to Abraham Lincoln. "Friend," replied the President, "the Lord prefers com monplace people, and that is the rea son why he has made so many of them." Now, our, Lord estimated men at their true worth. He knew their power, and He founded His church on men on Peter and James and John and Thomas and Paul. As our be loved collect expresses it: "Thou hast founded upon the apostles and proph ets, Christ, Himself, being the head cornerstone." To that church you all belong. You have taken the step which announces that consciously you have come to your full conception of what that church is, and that you are members in it. Now, what Christ wants of you is, not your money or your influence, but He wants your heart, your devotion, but He wants you to stand really, purely, honestly, truly, steadfastly for Him. He wants you to be built up, as-St. Peter expresses it, "as lively stones" in His church. It has been said that to, suppose that the Christian Church could have been founded by any save Jesus Christ would be as absurd as to suppose that Strasburg Cathedral had been formed through the centuries by the conflux of the dust of the streets. Now, it is into that church that you have come, and you are to become stones in the build ing. You are to grow strong by being true and earnest, and pure and tem perate. Buttresses and arches and roofs are not more really the fruit of human architect's work than temper ance and chastity and honesty are the fruits of the Divine Architect's love. "On this rock I will build My church." The Church of Jesus Christ will be stronger to-night and stronger to-morrow, because you have been confirmed to-day,' if you honestly keep the prom ises you have made to-night. Owl Rode on Engine Pilot. When a few miles north of New Mil ford, Conn., Engineer Parrish of the "Bridgeport train" saw a large owl fly In front of his engine. The bird seemed to disappear and nothing more was thought of it until the train reach ed Great Barrington, when the bird was discovered perched' on the pilot of the engine. Mr. Parrish picked the owl up and found that it had sustain ed a slight injury on the head, and appeared to be dazed from the long rid SCIENCE NOTES. For cooling a hot bearing Professor Lecocq suggests dissolving the usual oil in petroleum spirit, the evaporation of which will effect the cooling desir ed. The projected Danish laboratory at Disko Island. North Greenland, is' ex pected to include an Arctic botanical garden the first of its kind for studying plant growth in cold. To place agriculture among the ex act sciences is the hope of certain French enthusiasts, and as a first step it is proposed to establish a system of exact measurements of the fertility of the soil. It is reported that a French experi menter named Molliard. following out a suggestion of Pasteur, has produced radishes which possess the dimen sions, starchiness. flavor andnutritive property of potatoes. His process con sists in cultivating young radishes in glass retorts filled with a concentrat ed solution of glucose. The school children of old China will soon have an opportunity to -enjoy electric lights andto study He won derfuldwers pf leleflJnrtxt-e ser vice of man. if the present intention xktomelPithe mission schools at and near Hangchauare carrfetf tftf gflgft are planning to "equip the schools with small electric-light and power plants, to be driven by gasoline engines. . J.,' i x 4 It ft stall a movement is on iuul wi ins of an international conference on the adoption of a universal phonetic alphabet. It is suggested that the Roman alphabet should serve as the basis, but that slight modifications be made In the forms of the Utters, which would not interfere with their legibility to any one familiar with them in their present shapes, in .order to indicate the precise sounds for which they stand. v How Nature Protects Winter Buds.1 The infinite variety oTnature's laws, the nice adaptation of all forms of life to varying circumstances and con; ditions, the wonderful inventive genius which nature displays in devising particular means to every special end, is nowhere more forcibly illustrated than in the development of the buds, and in the various means adopted for their protection during the long sleep of winter. Observation of these win ter buds will disclose ample evidence that the trees are fore-handed, having completed their preparations for the spring adornment months before the season arrives. - It will also show that while the trees appear to stand un. shielded in the winter blasts, the ex tremities, tender and susceptible to cold, are most carefully and cleverly protected, each according to its needs. Frank French, in Scribner's. They Stretched The new reporter, in his story oi the wedding, wrote: "The floral dis play stretched from the chancel rail to the doors of the church." The eity editor, as is the custom of city edi tors, said: "Couldn't you have used a better word than 'stretched?' 'Say the floral display 'nodded' or 'twined' or something like that some word more suggestive of flowers." "'Stretched is all right in this case," replied the new reporter, with the stubborn courage of a realist, "The decorations consisted of six rubber plants, and they had to stretch to cover the distance." Baltimore Amer ican. A Ship's Rivets. The important part which rivets play in the construction of modern steel steamships is well illustrated by the fact that in the new Cunard liner Caronia. the largest ship ever constructed in Great Britain, no few er than 1,800,000 rivets were used, the total weight represented being about 600 tons. The greater part of the riv eting work was done by hydrau)Ja power.