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THE LINCOLNTON NEWS. J. D. COLLEY & CO.,' YOL. I. WASHINGTON ADVERTISEMENTS, LORENZO BITE k 10., —OF— WASHINGTON, GA.. ABB OFFEBIKG FOB THE V AT.T. TBADB Cincinnati Buggies AT $50 TO $75. Columbus Buggies AT $100 lftl60. Buggies and Carriages of other makos and grades at various prices. AJso STUDEBMERWAGGNS At $65 and @70. TENNESSEE WAGONS At @60 and $65 WEBSTER WAGONS $60 to $75. THREE 3-4 WAGONS AT 939. OaetraWasiwlM i Own Slake, at $40. KEMP'S MANURE SPREADERS, GRAIN DRILLS, ALBION SPRING TOOTH HARROWS, WINDMILLS, And a General Assortment of Agricultural Implements Also Single Harness from $9 up. Double Harness, parts of Harness, Hubs, Spoke? and Rims. A Good Buggy SHarnesslor $B 0 . Our prices are guaranteed to be as low as any similar house in the South. Giv# us a call. Correspondence solicited. C- M. MAY, WASHINGTON, GA., GIR©C5fS! H j AtfD DEALER IN GENERAL lERCHAfiHE. Tlie liberal palronage which I have ob (aiiied from the people of Wilkes and adjoin¬ ing counties, I intend to hold by continuing to rail my gooefc at the very lowest prices, and by fair dealing in all things. Also C. M. MAY & CO. Will carry on a General Mercantile business at Double Branches, Lincoln Co., Ga. MERHS STORE A First-Class Store in Every Respect. A full stock of General Merchandise always on hand. JT. N, Mercier. T. H. REMSESTS STORE! FINE WINES ail WHISKIES. genuine monogram. THE AUGUSTA EL BERTON AIND CHICAGO RAILROAD^ ESTABLISHED 1872. LOWE T & BUG., RETAIL DEALERS IN FINE LIQUORS OP ALL SORTS AGENTS FOR THE SALE OF SGRTH CAROLINA CORH WHISKY APPLE AND PEACH BRANDY, FINS WINES, RUM, GIN, ALE, BEER, ETC., ETC, ETC., ETC. TOBACCO m CIGARS. WASHINGTON. GA. AUGUSTA ADVERTISEMENTS. ROBT. H. MAY. A. R. GOODYEAR ROBT H. MAY & C0.’S GRAND EXHIBITION or 1 'i J :ti And PLANTATION WAGONS. ALL SIZES. The largest and most complete assortment of One and Two-Horse Vehicles ever shown in this section. All first-class work, and will be offered for the next sixty days at prices way below their value and lower than can be duplicated. Do t not lose this opportunity. On exami¬ nation this work will prove to yon that it cannot be purchased elsewhere at the prices we offer. Harness, Also, a large stock of Saddles, Bridles Calf Umbrellas, Lap Robes, Blankets, Skins, Sole and Harness Leather, Rub ber and Leather Belting, Trunks, Bags, Hubs, Harness, Spokes, Reins, Axles, Trace Chains, Cash Pbioes. Wagon Harness, etc., at Lowest THE ROAI) CART (PATENTED.) The safest, lightest and most easy riding two-wheeled vehicle ever produced. Of all tho road carts made, use and experience has demonstrated these to be the best. The Adjustable Balance is a most valuable fea ture of onr Road Carts. Buy no other. Price $ 10 . N. B.—We warrant all the vehicles we sell. Remember our prices are the lowest. ROBT H. MAY & CO., BROAD STREET, Opposite Georgia R. R. Bank ATJGrUSTA. GA. ORDER YOUR Saw ills, Cane Hills Grist Mills, And Plantation and Mill Machinery Engines and Boilers, Cotton Screws, Shafting, Boxes, Mill Pulleys, Gearing, Hangers, Gudg J 1 ournal eons, Turbine Water Wheels, Gin Gearing, Judson’s Governors, Diss ton’s Circular Saws, Gummers and Files, Belting and Babbit Metal and and Brass Check Fittings, Valves Globe Whistles, and Iron and Brass Castings, Gin Ribs, Iron Fronts, Balconies and Fence Rail¬ ing. Geo. R. Lombard & Co.. FOREST CITY Foundry and Machine Works, NEAR THE WATER TOWER, 1014 to 1026 Fenwick Street, AUGUSTA, GA. EsTtRepairing promptly done at Lowes prices. CENTRAL HOTEL, AUGUSTA, CA. _ „ 1 ’ oraiETHEss Lincoln°and in the TdS«° business ocatel center of tae portion of Soffi<S the 0 Md public m ^t,°«mWher such e inducl; ments to as only first-class 0 Boa “* ' LINCOLNTON. GA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 12, J883. Fallow. I like these plants that yon call weeds— Sedge, hardhack, mullein, yarrow— That knit their roots and sift their seeds Where any grassy wheel-track leads Through country by-ways narrow. They fringe the ragged hillside farms, Grown old with cultivation, With such wild wealth of rustic chirms As bloomed in Nature’s matron arm 3 The first days of creation. They show how Mother Earth loves best To deck her tired-out places; By flowery lips, in hours of rest, Against hard work she will protest With homely airs and graces. You plow the arbutus from her hills, Hew down her mountain laurel; Their place, as best she can, she fills With humbler blossoms; so she wills To close with you her quarrel. She yielded to your ax with pain Her free, primeval glory; She brought you drops of golden grain; You say : “ How dull she grow3 !—how You oK, selfish story. ■sssss: zzzzt But leave her for a year or two, And see! she stands and laughs at you With hardback, mullein, yarrow! Dear Earth, tho world is hard Is please Y’et Heaven’s breath gently passes Into the life ol flowers like these, tnd I lie down at blessed ease Among the weeds and grasses. —Liccy Larcom, A SHARP DODGE. The morning was cool and clear: the birds sang and twittered in the banches of the elm trees! a gentle breeze wafted the scent of the June roses in at the open windows; and Lydia Grey, feeling singularly happy md content with life, went singing .low-n stairs and into the kitchen, where her mother sat by the table, peeling potatoes, to fry for breakfast. Mrs. Gray did not speak as her laughter entered, and Lydia, made wise by experience, saw by the expres¬ sion of her face that a storm was com¬ ing. She continued to sing, however, feeling prepared to meet the blast, no matter how severe it might be. Mrs. Grey waited until the breakfast was on the table before she uttered a word. Then, as she took her seat be¬ hind the coffee-pot, she asked, sharply: “Lydia, did I see you hanging over the front gate, at eleven o’clock last night, with John Forsythe?” “I don’t know, mother,” answered Lydia, calmly. “You might have seen me, though; if you had looked. I was there.” “And not ashamed to confess it, I s'pose ?” ! “Not at all ashamed to confess it,” ; said Lydia. | ‘ If you suppose that 111 ever give 1 my consent to your marrying John ; Forsythe, you re mistaken,’ said Mrs. | Grey ; “and the sooner you send him packin, the better 111 be pleased, ihe man who marries you must bo able to , give you as good a home as this. You - shan’t throw yourself away on a pov- j erty-stneken district school-teacher, ii I can help it. I’ll allow he’s good lookin’, but good looks won't make the pot boil.” i Lydia’s face flushed. 1 “John is an orphan,” she said, “and has had his own way to make. I honor him for his struggles to get an educa¬ tion. He may not have any money, but he’s worth more in my eyes than any other man I’ve ever seen,” and she buttered a hot roll with consider¬ able energy. “Seems to me you stand up for him ! pretty earnest,” said the widow, with I a grim smile. “But I don’t calc’late ; you’re quite so foolish as to throw Seth : Naylor over just yet.” “Seth Naylor !” ejaculated Lydia, in a tone of contempt. “I let him know mv mind long ago!” | “But you could get him back easy ’nough,” said Mrs. Grey. “He’d need j only a word to make him come (lyin' j over here. He’s sensible an’ shrewd, ; an’ you might go further an’ fare j worse.” “Perhaps,” said Lydia. “An’ it do strike me,” said the widow, “that a man who goes about filling his j pockets with stones an’ dirt, an’ lies for hours on a rock, starin’ at it, must have a soft spot in his head some¬ where.” “John is intensely interested in ores and minerals,” said Lydia; “and if he finds pleasure in examining rocks and why . j picking up stones, should we ob ject? It is a harmless amusement, j certainly.” “An imbecile amusement,” said Mrs. j Grey. “I wonder at a girl of your ! sense upholdin’ sech folly. But it’s plain to bo seen that he’s turned your j head with that big yellow moustache of his. You ought to be thankful that vou’ve got a mother to look out for vou ^ y ou qj neV er marry John * ith consent.” “Perhaps not,” said Lydia, rising from the table, “and I’ll never marry Seth Naylor with my own.” “We’ll see about that,” said widow, as she took the skimmer and a bag pail and started for the dairy. “I expect to see you the mistress of Clover top Farm yet.” Lydia smiled to herself, thinking how unlikely it was that such a thing would ever come to pa;s. She loved John Forsythe too well to give a single thought to marrying any other man. And Seth Naylor, a rough, uneducated fellow, who was thoroughly uncongen ial to her- what a contrast he was to J °’rhe hanging over the front gate continued to be of nightly occurrence, in spite of the wrath and chagrin of Mrs. Grey, who appealed in vain to Lydia’s sense of decorum. “The whole neighborhood will be talking about you, next,” the mother “I’ve grown callous to what tlie peo pie of this neighborhood say, mother,” answered Lydia. “They can talk as they choose. It is too warm to sit in *- m .* V\ OU.fl let me entertain John in the parlor, which you won’t. And that gate was made to hang on,” “Hang away, then!” said Mrs. Grey. “But you shan’t marry John Forsythe if I can help it! Why, he wasted the hull o’ last Saturday, pokin’ round my three-acre meddcr-lot with a spade. I guess he got half a bushel o’ stuns. He’d oughter hire out to clear land.” Lydia said nothing in reply to this, but a peculiar smile, which her mother could not understand, stole over her face. Early one Saturday morning, a few days later, John Forsythe walked into the dairy, where Mrs. Gray was skim¬ ming milk, preparatory to churning. “Ho you want to sell this place, Mrs. Grey?” he asked, abruptly. “Don’ no as I do,” said the widow. “It’s the only home I’ve had for twenty live years. An’ I couldn't get notifin’ for it. The land’s ’bout wore out. Still, if I had an offer of fifteen hun¬ dred dollars for it, I’d snap at it.” “I know somebody who’ll give you that,” said John. “Five hundred, cash down, and a mortgage on the place for the rest, due in two years, with inter¬ est, at six per cent.” “It’s a bargain,” said the widow. Y.Tiere’s the man?” “Here!” said John. “You?” exclaimed the widow. “I didn’t know you had five hundred cents.” “I’ve got the cash ready for you,” said John; “and if you'll let me drive you iuto Sedgewick this afternoon, we'il have Lawver Saunders make out the deed.” “I suppose I’ll have to hold by un¬ word,” said Mrs. Grey. “But you’ll 11( _, ver b e able to pay me the thousand within two years. IIow can you save anvthing .'-That’s on forty ‘lookout,” dollars a month?” my said John, “Youneedn’t worn-about the amount of mv salarv. You have the farm as S( , curitv> ; aat \ vou ean live on it tin all ‘ j, ia Fve no lise for the house , vou ' know> unless x gpt a wife toput in it » “Folks can't say ho ain’t clever,” said Mrs. Grey, in telling her daughter a little later of this offer. “I’d have hated to leave the house right off. But what puzzles me is Iris having that five hundred dollars put by. He must *ave been awful savin’.” Lydia smiled, but said nothing. She might have enlightened her mother on j the subject had she so chosen; but she preferred to keep her own counsel. A week later. John paid a second visit to the dairv. “You said l couldn’t marry Lydia until 1 had a home to offer her as good as the one she’s had with you,” he said. “Now you can't say I'm not- able to do so. She needn’t make any change at all, >' ou s 00 -” see ’” said the ' vWow * tersel >' So J 0 "' 11 con? ' nt to our en ^ e - ment ? , smd John T ’ “I suppose so, since you're both so set on it.” said Mrs. Grey, on whom John’s five hundred dollars had pro¬ duced a marked impression. “Lyddy’s so stubborn-headed she wouldn’t think of changin’ her mind if I preached and argvfied all night; and I don't want her talked about.” “Neither do I,” said John; “and I'm glad to have the matter settled. I’ll go up and tell Lydia about it now, if you have no objection.” "Go, if you want to,” said the widow. “Like as not she's looking for you— bangin’ over the gate, perhaps, while the bread’s burnin’ in the oven and the cat - s on the l)rcak f as t-t a ble.” The wedding was set for the middle of October; but, to her mother’s sur prise, Lydia began no preparations for it. “Why don't you begin your shop pin’?”, asked the widow, who had a natural longing for a cruise among tho dry goods stores of Sedgewick. “There’s no time to be lost. You’ll have to be pretty smart if you expect to get sewed up by the middle of October. ’ “There’s no hurry,” said Lydia. quietly. “That money you’ve got in bank will come in useful ’nough now,” said he mother. “Three hundred dollars will buy you a good set-out.” “Better than I need,” said Lydia. “It would be sheer extravagance for me tc spend that much.” “But you’ve got to have some finery; said her mother, “I shan’t want much. I’m pretty well supplied now with clothes.” “There’s no call for you to be stingy, Your Uncle Mose left you the money :for ™ 7 Do f/ ° u re - thC ‘ W Said 809 a And T 1 want t0 f 6 y0U wel1 Bet out Girls don>t get marned , more , n onct, as a rule, and best make the most of the C 1 “ !5Ce ’ f 1 " , Lydl T . \ “ T5 * ere . ? t! . “ e enough yet to buy and make double what I’ll get.” And though her mother fretted and scolded about the delay, and began to think her daughter had grown parsi¬ monious, Lydia continued to put off going to Sedgewick to buy her wed¬ ding-clothes. * * * * * Who were those men prowling round with you in the Creek Medder this morning, John ?” asked Mrs. Grey, as she met her future son-in-law, one evening in August, coming' up the garden path with Lydia, whose face looked unusually bright. “They were gentlemen from the city,” answered John. “I sent for them to decide as to the quality of the coal on this land.” Coal on my farm!” exclaimed Mrs Grey. “I never suspected it.” “My farm, you mean!” said John “I knew long ago that there was coal on it.” “Then you’ve played me a very dis honest trick,” said the widow, angrily, while her gray eyes flashed. “You got from me, for fifteen hundred dollars, a bed of coal that you’re likely to make yield as many thousands—perhaps more.” “All's fair in love and war, yon know,” said J ohn. “I had to get Lydia by fair means or foul.” “And she upholds you in this swindle. I dare say,” said the widow, glaring at her daughter. “Yes, she upholds me,” said John, with a peculiar laugh and a queer look at Lydia, who was laughing, too. “But I’m not all bad, my dear to-be-mother in-law. I’ll deed the farm back to you as soon as the wedding is over, and we’ll share the profits. You can make me superintendent of the mine, at a handsome salary. I believe the coal is of the best quality, and there'll be plenty of work to do.” Mrs. Grey’s face cleafed at once. “That’s square enough,” she said. “To be perfectly candid with you,” said John, “I haven't any money to begin the work. Lydia tells me you have eight thousand dollars in govern¬ ment bonds. Now, there wouldn’t be any risk in using that in this venture. You’re sure to double your money in two months.” “I’ll sell the bonds at once,” said the widow, eagerly. “And you shall have that five hundred dollars hack to¬ morrow, John.” “Oh, as to that, said John, “you can give Lydia three hundred of it. I had only two hundred laid up. so shelielped me out with the money her uncle left her.” Mrs. Grey looked from one face to the other; her lips compressed in a peculiarly sarcastic smile. She thought she saw very clearly now why Lydia had put off getting her wedding finery, and had “needed so little.” “Well, that was a sharp dodge!” she said, at last. “It takes a district school¬ teacher to think up such things. 1 believe, after all, you’re smarter*n Seth Naylor, John.” “Of course I am,” said John, com¬ placently, as he put his arm about Lydia’s waist. “But you give me too much credit, for here is the prime mover in the whole wicked plot-,” and he kissed the demure little face of the widow's pretty daughter. Florence B. IIaleowele. Origin of a Familiar Phrase. The oft-quoted saying, “Those who live in glass houses should not throw stones,” originated at the Union of the Crowns, when London was, for the first time, inundated with Scotchmen. Jealous of their invasion, the Duke of Buckingham organized a movement against them, and parties were formed for the purpose of breaking the win¬ dows of their abodes. By way of re¬ taliation, a number of Scotchmen smashed the windows of the Duke’s mansion, known as the “Glass House,” in Martin’s Fields, and, on his com¬ plaining to the King his Majesty re¬ plied : “Steenie, Steenie, those who live in glass houses should be careful how they fling stones .”—Memoir of Alexande. 1 . Seaton .. The gift of Mr. Pfiul Tulane to Louisiana for educational purposes is expected to yield -an annual income of bout §50,000. \ JP -EARLS OF THOUGHT. Duty never frowns but unon those who shun her. On those who follow her she smiles. Lift : is a battle. From its earliest dawn to its latest breath we are strug¬ gling with something. Every day a little helpfulness. We live for the good of others, ff our liv¬ . ing be in any sense true living. i fnere wL! always lie something that j we shall wish to have finished, and be uevertheless unwilling to begin. Flattery is often a traffic of mutual meanness where, although both parties ; intend deception, neither are deceived, We cannot be too much on our guard against reactions, lest we rush from one fault into another contrary fault. We must distinguish between felicity . and prosperity, for prosperity leads often to ambition, and ambition to dis appointment. j ; He who swims securely down the i stream of self-confidence, is in-danger of being drowned in the whirlpool of presump* ion Foppery is never cured; it is the bad stamina of the mind, which, like those of the body, are never rectified; once a coxcomb, and alwavs a coxcomb. What real good does an addition to a fortune already sufficient procure? Xot anv. Could the great man, by having his fortune increased, increase also his appetites, then precedence might mignt be oe attended attended witn with real real amuse- amuse ment ' Beautiful is old age, beautiful as the slow-dropping mellow autumn of a rich, glorious summer. In the old man, nature has fulfilled her work; she loads him with her blessings; she fills him with the fruits of a well-spent life; and surrounded by bis children and his childrens children, she rocks him so Uy away to a grave to which he is o. u\.et wit essings. Tile Fish. Speaking of the disappearance of tile fish from waters in which they were so plentiful a year ago, Professor Baird, Chief of the United States Fish Com¬ mission, said, recently: “liese fish belong to the western edge of the Gulf Stream and inhabit the water lying about seventy-five to one hundred and twenty fathoms be¬ low the surface. Last year they were seen in such abundance that our men could have taken twenty thousand pounds if necessary. Suddenly in the spring they began to come to the sur¬ face alive, give a convulsive struggle, and then lay on their backs dead. They are now c xtinct for ten thousand square miles. They could have been killed by three known agencies—heat, cold or gaseous exhalations. The first is im¬ probable, and no gases could well have been liberated without an earthquake, which would have been accompanied by a tidal wave on shore. There were during last winter a large number of icebergs liberated from the Arctic re¬ gions. The cold water from these would naturally descend and probably formed a sub-current at the swimming level of the tile fish. Those to the south of the section we visited have, no doubt, escaped and will be discov¬ ered in due time.” While cruising south of No-Man’s Land and Martha's Vineyard this year, Professor Baird’s steamer passed through ten miles of menhaden or moss-bunkers, a fish which was sup¬ posed to have disappeared. Professor Baird also alluded to the fact that, in the Gulf of Mexico, hundreds of tons of fish are sometimes killed by the “northers." lie therefore thinks there is reason to hope that the tile fish may reappear in its old haunts. How She Became Rich. The Dowager Duchess of Calleira not long since bestowed two splendid estates on the Pope. The way this old lady became so rich is curious. The late Duke possessed a fortune of 300, 000,000 francs, which would by the ordinary course of revolution go to his only son. The heir, however, in his father’s lifetime, declared that he in¬ tended to renounce the world. Instead of retiring to a cloister, as he would have done in the middle ages, he went in his twent ieth year into the territory of Nice and applied for a situation as a village schoolmaster. His father re¬ garded the thing as a mere freak, and sent his son every year 300,000 francs. The young man, however, sent this sum every year to Paris, requesting that it should be expended on the poor. After three years the Minister-of In¬ struction, finding out who the school¬ master at Nice was, appointed him to a high official post, and his father dying about the same time lie became Duke of Ualleira and the owner of immense wealth. He declined the post, and allowed his mother to use the fortune Without interference, content with his position and income as a teacher at Nice. PUBLISHERS. NO. 13. i •‘THE MESCHJAXZA.” An Account of a Grand Scene ortho Revala tion at Philadelphia. Balls, regattas, any form of amuse ment that could be devised, were held at every point of British occupation, but the story of the Mesehianza at Wharton’s country seat Southwark, the 18th j>f May, 1778, reads like a page of the “Arabian Nights.” From the Green street wharf, then the only one 0 f an y s j ze a p 0 ve Vine street, the brilliant company embarked at half past 4 in the afternoon, in a “grand re gatta” of three divisions. Three flat boats, each with its band of music, preceded them; an avenue of grenadiers awaited them at the fort below Swedes* Church, with light horse in the rear, Here a square lawn, 150 yards to a side, formed the area for a tournament. Two pavilions held on the front seat seven young ladies dressed in Turkish costume designed by Major Andre, who acted as stage manager, while their turbans were the articles to be be stowed u P° n their several lights en knights, in white and retl mounted cn gnyly-caparisoned horses ’ foUowed b v esqnires in the same - colors, entered to the sound of turmpets, herald proclaiming their challenge the “black knights,” whose entry in black oran 8 e was V**. 33 in S' A11 the forma of a knightly toum ament weEe faithfuU y foUowe<L Four encounter \ e f h * ith a took p ace. All then ascended a fll S ht of ste ^ lea * n 8 mto a Profusely decorated hall, where the knights first received their favors from the ladies, and then drank t€a to ^tore their we akened energies. ■ ' Tlw ball room awaited themt fe8toon . ^ with floxver3 reflected from agfaty flve mirror3) borrowed ftom ^ eiti . i:enf . lusters between . Danc ing aad magnifieeat fire vorka copied tbe evenin g. Up to midnight four roomS( each witb its sideboard freshments,.had served to keep up the spirits of the company, hut as that hour sounded folding doors, skillfully ' concealed, sprang open and displayed a saloon 210 by 40 feet, decorated with flowers, brilliant with wax lights, over 300 of which were on the supper-table?. J while twenty-four slaves in oriental’ dresses, with silver lets, served the throng. Major Andre wrote of it as “the most splendid enter¬ tainment ever given by an army to its general,” the whole expenJb having been home by twenty-two field officers. The only American gentlemen present were aged non-combatants, but fifty young unmarried American ladies and many more married ones were present. One month latter, the rebels, supposed to have been rendered hopeless, marched in and took possession, many of the gay knights having barely time to es cape. Later on the American officers of Washington's command made a great ball for the officers of the French army, and at first refused to invite the Mes¬ ehianza ladies. Second thought in¬ cluded them, but in the fear that they might lack partners, lots were drawn* and even- means taken to prevent un¬ comfortable feelings, though privately the memory rankled for many years afterward .—Our Continent. Bees Briifii Out of Their Buisiness. Among the latest victims of foreign competition are the bees of Russia, Under the baleful influence of the free importation of a spurious kind of wax called ceresina, manufactured im Aus¬ tria, the native industry is dwindling at a rate which threatens it with ex¬ tinction. Of ceresina, which bears the same relation to genuine wax that oleo- - margarine does to dairy butter, no less than 1,000,000 pounds are annually imported, chiefly for use in the manu¬ facture of t apers, which figure so prom¬ inently in all Russian churches. The price of wax has fallen under stress of competition with ceresina from thirty to seventeen roubles per pound. At this priee bees are regarded as hardly worth their keep, and in one district the honey crop has iallen from 15,000 to 6,000 pounds per annum. By the new tariff an import duty of a rouble a pound has been imposed on ceresina; but, according to the Moscow Gazette, it will have to be raised to ten roubles to give the poor bees a chance .—Pall Mail Gazette. In a recent paper Dr. Drysdale, of London, showed that it could no longer, be a matter of doubt that humanized lymph should be entirely abandoned in favor of calf lymph for vaccination, 1 as has been done in the United States. Several physicians of wide experience testified in I860 that animal vaccina¬ tion was a perfect preservative against small-pox, but the lymph taken from human subjects very often fails to protect. It will require an expenditure of at least §5,000,000 by the Italian Govern¬ ment tt> make goad the damage done to roads, bridges, and jmblic say'nothing buildings by recent inundations, to of aid to the sufferers.