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* , . ;ih. <■*»' Ur- , The Daily Soliphc y0L 4i PARAGOULD, ARKANSAS, WEDNESDAY EVENING, JANUARY 1, 1902. TUS LAND OF- FLOWERS T. E. Lucey Writes a Good Let ter From Old Saint Augustine. A BRIEF OCEAN VOYAGE A Christmas Bath in the Serf—The Idea! Winter Resort of the * World—Many Visitors. St. Augustine By the Sea. Christmas Day, 1901. And there is little need to say more. Life is scarcely worth living to the unfortunate who, deprived of the joyef a tour abroad, cannot spend one Christmas day in the most unique winter resort city of the United States—St. Augustine, Florida. With the thermometer lingering up near the 70 mark, I “take my pen in hand” by an open window, with only a narrow strip of verdant palm grove and the frowning turrets of old Fort Marion between me and the blue Atlantic. But* language fails me in an attempt to describe a midwinter holiday here. An Ameri can Venice—a modernized metrop olis of feudalism, with scowling bat tle-scarred castles and vari-colored twentieth-century exposition play as side by side—a bit of old Seville and a bustling, jostling, smiling dele gation of Coney Islanders—a whiff of the-aroma of old Castile in Isabella’s regime and a jaunt through one of our metropolitan parks in April that is St. Augustine in midwife,-,' A marine pastel—utb.dV j scape, bespattered with flocks of sea gulls, and a back ground' of roses, violets. Datms and cedars, framed in the perfume of oranges and pineap ples—and you have just a zephyr from this beautiful little Eden that missed Paradise but half a league. The school boys of Greene county are familiar with the landing of Ponce de Leon at this point April 3, 1512, and his romantic vuest for the Fountain of Youth. He set his foot upon the sail on Palm Sunday, and named the territory Pasqua Florida, (Flowery Easter.) The next Spanish landing was made August 28, 1565, when Pedro Menehdez de Aviley cast anchor.off St. Augustine. Here he was attacked by the French under Jean Ribaut. Menendez repulsed the French and massacreed the captives, not “because they were Frenchmen, but Lutherans.’!« But, a visit to the old City Gates, that have stood, guard over St. Augustine since 1625, long after the protecting walls crumbled to Mother Earth, and a stroll through the an cient fortress, is far more interest ing than dry figures. In different forms and under various names, Fort Marion has defied the onslaughts of time and military prowess far ^more than three hundred years. For two centuries the port was St. Augustine and St. Augustine was Florida. Convicts from Spain and Mexico, and Indians and slaves, quarried the stone on Anastasia Islands, ferried it across the bay, and built the mas sive walls, which were not thorough ly completed until 1756. The king of Spain, counting up the cost, fig ured that the port must haye been built of gold. And it is all there in a apfondid state of preservation—the purrets, sentinel towers, parade court, drill stairway, grewsome dungeons, sert cillis mast and drawbridge, and even a number of the ancient guns and martons, which defied the French invasions. The port, which is now Uncle * Sam’s property, is presided over by an army sergeant in the regulation V blue who swears by rate, and gives out a meaningless batch of lingo more marked by glibness than truth fulness, as he guides the toniest through the walls. But, he has his tory at his tongue’s end, and—yes, as you complete the rounds, he thrusts a little back beneath your nose, giving a complete history of Florida, which be “was ten years in writing,” and you feel in duty bound to “cough up.” “I see your friend, General Miles, is being severely criticised upon his attitude upon the Schley decision,” I ventured, nervously hoping to draw the blue-coat out. At first he professed ignorance of the report, then winked and said. "Well, they can say what they <J--n please about the verdict; 3r’m going to keep my mouth shut.” Diplomacy—that is the watch word of the subordinate in military America. The gloomy dungeons where cap tives were tortured on the rack, the “penance cell,” where they were of fered absolution by the friars, and the narrow chapel with altar and crucifix riches, were all grewsome reminders of the terrible Spanish inquisition, which followed the per secuted Hugenots across the Atlan tic. I Would like to tell of the many points of interest in modern St. Augustine, just now the meeca of so many southern tourists, but space forbids. Months could be spent here piofitably. The whole scheme of the city is on a picturesque and gor geous scale of grandeur, that baffles discription—the Hotel Ponce de Leon, looming with its twin towers like a new alhambra, the finest win ter resort hotel on the concment, costing $3,000,000; the mammoth *^>'',‘J^ra and the Alcazor, magnificent piles .aish Renaissance arcti tecture, suggesting the palaces of old Madrid, erected long before the invasions of Goths, Romans and rUtulnilitHn. D1 nnn O krt Oil fl Fill wui igviwuk') ifMW •** — * dream in royal palms, fountains, flowers and marble-white avenues; the courts, verandes, towers and swimming pools of the different, hotels; the long, rambling terra cotta walls of the historic old Cathedral; the dazzling beauties of the new Memorial Presoyterian church, erected by Henry M. Flagler, the Florida railroad magnate;the unique museum of Dr. Vedder, of the Flori da Historical Society; the towering St. Augustine light house, with its $40,000 lighting apparatus; the costly grauite sea-wall, erected by the government to protect the city from tidal waves; the quaint old Hugue not cemetery, the splendid golf and polo clubs; the elegant winter resi dences of northern capitalists—and on, and on, in a maze of dazzling dream-flights you go, until lost in the roar and flash of the breaking surf afar where a slender dark blue line tells of the yawning Atlantic’s course. ON THE SEA, I am concluding this hurriedly scrawled epistle from the deck of the trim yacht Genevieve, as we speed along over the briny blue, enjoying a Christmas excursion with the com pliments of our manager. The old Atlantic is beautifully calm and glassy today, in contrast with the strong gales of*yesterday that lashed the shore wUh the silvery surf. So balmy W"as the atmosphere, too, that in company &ij|i ttj,e second tenor, I »ebuld not resist^he Hemptation to ‘ibeeome a boy'again,” and woo the salty surf. -Doffing our toys in a jiffy, we actually* found ourselves swimming in the Atlantic on Christ mas Evel But, it was hardly equal tp' STJuly bath in every respect, with all Us charms. , To our left on North Beach Point we see a happy group M holiday tourists seated irj>~*/t3eu6.d enjoy ing a picnic 1 '• glis tening streets and plazas of St. Au gustine strollers with sun umbrellas, cyclists and golfers in regulation garb, and fashionable society devo tees in open carriages and all out in gala parade. It is a unique midwin ter holiday, indeed. Schools of porpoises are playing about us all along, and the numerous sweeping white sea-gulls help to make the trip a novel one far our party. By the middle of January the win* ter resort season will be on in full blast and the east coast of Florida will be alive with sights-seers from the snow-ridden sections of the United States. By that time, how ever, your humble servant will again be among the swamps,. Lagoons and “niggers” of Louisiana and Missis sippi, enroute to the west. T. E. L. A MAD STONE. Citizens of Rice Neighborhood Going to Buy One C. B. Garner, of Crowley township Was in to see the Soliphone the other day and to have the announcement made that Jie and some more of hie neighbors are making up money to buy a mad stone. The stone is to be ordered from North Carolina and is to cost $25 the money being made up by fifty cent contributions. It is to be in Paragould by the third Sat urday in January, provided the money is made up by the 10th. Mr. Garner requests that contributions be left with either Judge Faulkner, W. C. Breckenridge or Francis Clarke, the latter living near Gaines ville. He Was Choked, Monday John N. Johnston, of the Soliphone office, was attending to business at points along the E. C. road. He went to a hotel for his dinner and in the hurry of mastica tion attempted to swallow a steer and the hind quarter hung in his goosel and refused to go any further. John heaved and gagged, but he couldn’t get the beef either up or down; He took a bee line for home and reached the Soliphone office at 7 o’clock heaving and gagging, looking white in the face and gasping for breath. “What’sthe matter John?” asked the ramrod of the Soliphone “I’m choked.” We instantly suspect ed that some irate debtor to the Soliphone had tried to cancel his obligation by attempting to choke off John’s wind but he explained differently. He headed for Dr. Scott’s office in a dog trot and when he reached there the doctor laid John out on the big surgeon’s chair, took his longitudinal double-back action automatic laryngome and run it 18 and three eighths of an inch down the patients throat and when the instrument was quickly with-drawn John breathed as natural as if his abortive mastication had been at tempted upon a hunk of sow belly. A Serenade Party. A party of serenaders, driven in a wagonette, regaled the town with some nice music Christmas night. They were Misses Anna and Mary Harvey, Nannie Barrin, Ida Haynes, Emma Mescer, Emma Cox, Opbilia Haynes, Messrs, Will and Verg Harris, Laswell, Haynes. Mr. Haynes played the lead violin, Miss Ida Haynes base and Mr. Laswell guitar accompaniment. j To Or Patrons. | 1 -0- I | After long and serious consideration we have de- I 1 cided to advance the price of the Daily Soliphone from i | 25 to 35 cents a month. There isn’t another small daily I t in the state whose subscription price is as low as 25 cents f I a month. Nearly all of them charge 10 cents a week and I | some of them 15 cents a week. We can shew at this of- *1 I fice small dailies that do not print half as much home '> i news as the Soliphone whose subscription price is 10 ■ > I cents a week, or 40 cents a month. But we are not con- > I trolled by the prices charged by others. Over three years ; f It of hard work on the Daily Soliphone have demonstrated : [ that from a financial standpoint we cannot maintain it at '.l the low price of 25 cents a month. When the publica- I tion was begun it was onl? half its present size, and of $ course the cost of paper was only half as much as now, < > even at the same price, but what is still woree paper has 1 \ advanced about 30 per cent. We are now paying 3 cents : I a pound for paper that we bought three years ago for ! I I 2 1-4 and the price is £ rill advancing. By the time we 4 I furnish the blank papei for 26 issues of the Daily and <» I hire a man to deliver it, there is nothing left the office I f and the printer must look to the advertiser for his profits, § I We trust that our patrons will accept this explana- f I tion in justification of the slight advance in price and I i tbat when the collector calls on the first of February with I I a bill for 35 cents for January subscriptions there will be I none to complain. |> I We take this method of extending to our patrons f I sincere thanks for past favors, and to assure them that a 1 | continuation of the same will be highly appreciated. We I I wish each and every friend to this office a happy and 1 I prosperous New Year and that when they shall have 1 1 turned another mile post in the journey of life they will i I have many reasons to rejoice at the year’s achievements. I | Respectfully, t 1 Daily Soliphone. 1 h. William Waltoi of Marmadukv., Last Night. Under Bond for Appearance Circuit Court, Seeks Re Self Destruction - Special to tbe Soliphone (by long v phone. Marmaduke, Ark., Jan. 1, 19-' William Walton, son of John v ton, aged about 22, committed s-.. cide here last night at the residence of his uncle, John Elrod. Young Walton took one ounce of papine and ten grains of morphine some time during the night. He was found in a state of unconscious ness in his bed at an early'hour this morning and a physician was hastily summoned, but could give no relief. The young man died about sun-up. Young Walton got into some trouble about a mule a few weeks ago, an account of which was pub lished in the Soliphone. He was arrested on a charge of the larceny of the mule and was under bond for his appearance at the next tetm of the circuit court. It is the general supposition that his trouble preyed upon his mind to such a degree that he sought death at his own hands as a means of relief. The community is greatly shocked over the sad affair and much sympa thy is expressed for the parentsfof the unfortunate young man, who are amoDg our best people. uame or uid Maid. The Q. O. C. club met in session Monday night at the home of Miss Anna Hays, on Court street, after a suspension of regular meetings sev eral weeks. The meeting was at tended by most of the members of the society and was a very pleasant social affair. The game of progressive “Old Maid” was indulged in and this fea ture of the evening was especially interesting and absorbed most of the entire session. The game was to de termine the leading old maid of the club and, we are told, the honors be coming so largely divided the game waxed varm and enthusiastic and. it was near twelve o’clock when the contest was finally abandoned, with out definite result. The club will begin the new year with a regular meeting Monday night which will likely be a business session to out line work for the year. The club has many business ideas in view re lative to lending assistance to the World *8 Fair Commission and will probably place some of them into exe cution at an early date. Among other things, a public entertainment will likely be taken under consideration and there being some of the best talent in the society for that charac ter of work anything they may de cide upon will be in capable hands , and will undoubtedly be greeted with success in every detail. A Happy Home. The home of the Misses Jackson was a happy one, full of good cheer during the holidays. Misses Francis Emma, Maggie and Mabel were home from Galloway College and they had for guests Miss Clara F. Alcorn, of Columbia, Tenn, Miss Roberta Weatherford, of Belmont College, Nashville, Tenn., and Rev. W. D. Weatherford, of Nashville, Tenn. Mr. Garner Roberts, of Mem phis, the weli-koown lumberman, was also in evidence at the social fetes which characterize this superb home on holiday occasions. The guests de parted Monday morning and the Misses Jacksqo returned to Galloway Tuesday.