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THE LINCOLNTON NEWS 9
, J. D. COLLEY & CO.,
YOL. I.
WASHINGTON ADVERTISEMENTS,
J. W. Sanders,
WASHINGTON, GA..
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Manufacturer of all kinds of
Tin & Sheet Iroi Ware,
DEALER IN
C80EHG m BEAM
STOVES.
Crockery,
GLASSWARE.
AND
Housefurnishing Goods.
OILS, PAINTS,
Brushes,Varmshes,Etc.
Special Attention
Is oalled to the
ran in rnnrnc
Sewing Machines,
Which I Always Keep In Stock
0. M. MAY,
WASHINGTON, GA.,
CROCE
AfTO DEALER IN
eJ3 PX3 ex=3
The liberal patronage which X have ob¬
tained from the people of Wilkes and adjoin¬
ing counties, I intend to hold by continuing
to sail my goods at the very lowest prices,
and by fair dealing iu all thing3. Also
C. M. MAY & CO.
Will carry on a General Mercantile business
at Double Branches, Lincoln Co., Ga.
MERGIER’S STORE
A First-Class Store In Every
Respect.
A full stock of General Marcnandise always
1 i on hand.
«T. IV. Mercier.
T. H„ REM SEN’S
STOKE!
FINE WINES anfl WHISKIES.
GENUINE MONOGRAM.
THE AUGUSTA, ELBERTON AND CHICAGO RAILROAD.
Henry Cordes,
JEWELER,
WASHINGTON, - GA.
A FINE STOCK OF
WATCHES,
CLOCKS,
Jewelry and Spectacles
Always on hand. Prises as low as Augusta
or Atlanta.
mm cm m fin bollabs
Warranted for Twe Year*.
Watciiwork Done in the Beet
of Style.
AUGUSTA ADVERTISEMENTS.
F.OBT. H. KAY. A. B. GOODYEAR
ROB’T H. MAY & CO.’S
GRAND EXHIBITION
OF
’I 'f
* 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 not lose this opportunity. On exami¬
nation this work will prove to yon that it
cannot be purchased elsewhere at the prices
we offer.
Also, a large stock of Saddles, Bridles
Harness, Umbrellas, Lap Robes, Blankets,
Calf Skins, Sols and Harness Trunks, leather, Bags, Rub¬
ber and Leather Belting,
Hubs, Harness, Spokes, Wagon Reins, Harness, Axles, Trace Lowasr Chains,
etc., at
Cash Pbiges.
THE ROAD CART
(PATENTED.)
Tbs safest, lightest and most easy riding all
two-wheeled vehicle ever produced. Of
the road carts made, use and experience has
demonstrated these to be the best. The
Adjustable Balance is a most valuable fea
tare of our Road Carts. Buy no other. Price
$50.
N. B.—We warrant all the vehicles we sell.
Remember our prices are the lowest.
ROB’T H. MAY & CO.,
BROAD STREET,
Opposite Georgia R. R. Bank
atjgtjsta. GA.
ORDER YOUR
Saw Hills, Cane Mills
Christ Mills,
And Plantation and Hill Machinery
Engines Shafting, and Pulleys, Boilers, Cotton Jonrnal Screws,
Boxes, Mill Gearing, Hangers, Gudgeons,
Turbine Water Wheels,
Gin Gearing, Judson’s Governors, Diss
ton’a Circular Sswr, Gummers and
Files, Belting and Babbit Metal
and Brass Fittings, Globe
and Check Valves and
Whistles,
Gnages, Iron and Brass Castings, Gin Ribs,
Iron Fronts, Balconies and Fence Rail¬
ing.
Gop. R. Lombard & Co.,
FOREST CITY
Foundry and Maichine Works,
HEAR THE WATER TOWER,
1014 to 1026 Fenwick Street,
AUGUSTA, GA.
pgTRepairing promptly done at Lowea
pncoB.
CENTRAL HOTEL,
AUGUSTA, CA.
MRS. W. M. THOMAS, Pbopxohbem
Thi« hotel, so well known to the citizens of
Lincoln and adjoining counties, is located
la the canter of the bosineat portion of
Augusta. Convenient to Poetomce, Tele¬
graph offoo the and publio Depot, such and only other first-class induce¬
ments to as
hotels can afford.
LINCOLNTON, GA., FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1883.
Gold and Shade.
Far in the glowing arches of the west,
The flaming stars of evening bnrn;
And banka of cloud, in sunset glory dressed,
Against the hills their dazzling bosoms,
turn.
Through spreading vales the golden Bplendor
streams,
By towering pine, and cedars tall and fair;
The lake a flashing sea of glory seems,
And sweet with bird-songs in the amber air.
•
The beanty fades; and one by one the stars
Lone chorists in the chapel halls of night,
Gather at quiet heaven’s chancel bars,
Singing their unheard hymns with faces
bright.
And all is still except the brooks and breeze,
That fill with song -and whisper low the
wood,
Where quietly the moon looks through the
trees
And dreaming beauty sleeps in solitnde.
Ernest W. Shurtleff.
MISS BENCE’S BRITISH LOVER.
It was on a lovely morning in May,
that a very dapper young gentleman
stood leaning against a tree in the
woods that then, as now, top the rock
hilled Palisades overlooking the lordly
Hudson. He was attired in all the
bravery of silk, and powder and ruffles,
and at his feet lay half a dozen vol¬
umes on which an army of ants were
marching with a directness of pur¬
pose that caused great events in ant
land later on.
Prom the pose of this belaced young
gentleman and the care which he took
to adjust the ruffles over his wristband
as it dangled, the elbow leaning against
the tree. It was pretty evident that
he was waiting for one of that [sex
which has ruled the world since Eve
ate that indigestible apple.
He was a handsome youth, to whom
powder became handy, and, like most
handsome youths, he was perfectly
aware of being a handsome youth.
“She comes!” he said, bravely.
“Pish ! I wish that my heart would
not rap so against my ribs, and I know
that I am becoming pale.”
The rustling of bushes and brambles
announced an approach and in a couple
of seconds a bright, fair-haired, blae
eyed,rosy-checked,cherry-lipped maiden
stepped up to where the ants were
marchiug over the books.
“ I am a little late, George,” she said,
after half a dozen kisses had passed be¬
tween them, “but I couldn’t help it;
for a lot of gentlemen came to see
papa, and I had to see after refresh¬
ment for man and horse.”
“Company at the Manor, Jac?”
“Not exactly company, George; hut
you see, papa is very determined
against the iron rule of England, and
I fear ”—here she dropped her voice—
“ that there is going to be rough work,
for one of the gentlemen spoke of rais¬
ing a rflgiment, and-”
“ What nonsense, Jac ! We are very
well off under British rule. There are
always people ready to complain—al¬
ways grumbling. Surely these gentry
do not dream of independence?”
“And why not?” replied the girl,
almost haughtily, her short upper lip
curling, her thin nostrils expanding.
“Stuff and nonsense, Jac!”
“I don’t see why we should sub¬
mit-”
“You little rebel!” he burst out.
“ I must stop such seditious language.”
And he did so in that way which
is usual to lovers.
George L’Estrange was the son of
Sir Henry L’Estrange, an English gen¬
tleman of birth, who had come over in
the capacity of private secretary to the
Governor.
Having met a very beautiful young
lady, whom he espoused contrary to the
wishes of the old baronet in England,
who was as proud as lie was careless,
811' Henry settled in America where he
made a small fortune in the cultivation
of tobacco.
A friend, to whom he had loaned a
thousand pounds, having died and left
him a property on the Hudson in lieu
of the cash, Sir Henry migrated to the
“Manor,” where he resided in good
style with his lady, one son, George,
one daughter, Jacqueline, and a num¬
erous retinue of white and colored ser¬
vants,
Adjoining the manor was the prop¬
erty of Ephraim B- jee a worthy mer¬
chant of Gotham, between whose only
child and George L’Estrange sprang
up that mutual feeling of feverish de¬
light commonly known as love.
Mr. Bence did not at first oppose
George L’Estrange’s intimacy with his
daughter, but of late his anti-British
feeling became so intense that he po¬
litely informed the young man if lie
wished to avoid hearing that which he
could not stomach he would cease his
visits.
Every day the great spirit of Inde¬
pendence was engaged in upheaval and
George was compelled to take this hint
of the sturdy American.
“ We must meet elsewhere, darling,”
tie said, and, as the woods which sepa¬
rated the two domains, and every path-
way was known to the two lovers, a
particular beach-tree was destined to
become their trysting-place.
Insensibly, but by degrees, Jacque¬
line Bence felt the spirit of patriotism
budding in her fresh young heart, and
at length came a pang of sorrow that
her George could take no part in the
great work that was now so steadily
progressing.
George called her “rebel.” She
would retaliate by dubbing him
“ tyrant.”
A few skirmishes, and it was mu¬
tually resolved never to refer to the
subject of independence, but somehow
or other it would crop out, when
George’s tone was one of insulting
superiority, Jacqueline’s that of insult¬
ing determination. On these eva¬
sions they would vow never to to see
each other more, and the girl would re¬
turn to her home, her eyes red from
weeping, and her heart sorer than her
eyes.
Mr. Bence one day summoned Jac¬
queline,
“My child,” he said, “you are
American born and raised. So am I,
so is your mother. Xow your blood is
too good, your heart too hones) to
let you act the part of treachery to
your country. You must give up this
whipper-snapper Britisher who has
just captained himself in order to
drive us out of Xew York. I am too
feeble to fight, but I can use pen, and
tongue, and gold, and by Jove! so long
as a faculty is left, I’ll cry ‘Xo sur¬
render!’
“I’ll see, George,” she said.
L’Estrange met her by appointment
at the old-beach-tree, not in silk and
lace, but in the bravery of the English
uniform.
“Why did you put this on to-day ?’’
she asked.”
“Why not?”
“To meet me?”
“Certainly.”
“George L’Estrange”—and her eyes
flashed, her nostrils dilated—“this is an
insult.” ‘
He laughed.
“An insult,” she slowly repeated, as
she broke oft a hazel switch, “and a
cowardly one—so cowardly that I needs
must notice it.” And so exasperated
was she that she struck him two swift
blows across the face in rapid succes¬
sion.
“Jac—the deuce!” he cried, as, blind
with pain, he put his hands to his face.
When he removed them she was
gone.
“A rebel’s daughter!” he hissed, be¬
tween his clinched teeth. “So help
me heaven! I’ll pay her off for that
blow, and with interest!”
******
A few months later a party of red¬
coats, debouching from the woods that
crowned the Palisades, marched to the
Bence mansion and took possession
of it.
Old Ephraim Bence was for defend¬
ing the place to the bitter end; but the
more prudent counsels of wife, daugh¬
ter and such relatives as were stopping
with him prevailed, and he witnessed
the seizure of his home and belong¬
ings with a hatred that seemed almost
unendurable.
“So you are in command,” he cried,
as George L’Estrange—now a major iu
the British service—swaggered into
the apartment.
“Oh yes. Why should I not be?”
“And you come to swagger here ?”
“A capital place to swagger it is,
too,” observed the major, as he cooollv
threw his legs across the arm of a
sofa.
“You are a white-livered, cowardly
dog.”
“You are a very irascible old gen¬
tleman.”
“If it was not”.: I!.!.-, cursed gout
I’d spit yot like a lark!” roared the in¬
furiated old maud
A very ancient figure of speech, my
friend. .“Where’s your daughter?”
“She is here!” cried a voice almost
in his ear as Jacqueline, pale, every
nerve quivering, as she stood before
him. In spate of his braggadooious,
the major yielded.
“Oh, you little rebel! you see, I come
here in command,” he laughed.
“Not to command a few men or a
few women.”
“We shall see Mistress Jacqueline.”
“If you had the courage of a gentle¬
man you would have flung your com¬
mission in the teeth of your general
ere stooping to set your foot across this
threshold, save as a protector.”
“Bah! ltebellion kills sentiment.
I’m not the long-eared biped that I
used to be. You and I will have a good
time together here, and-”
“How dare you!” cried the girl, her
eyes flashing, “attempt but so much
as the familiarity of iny given name,
;uid I will resent it as an insult.”
“Pshaw!” growled the major, as he
moved toward a window, in order to
conceal his mortification, for his lieu¬
tenant, Staleybridge, was standing by.
* * * «* * *
That night Major L’Estrange held
high revel in the old oakea dinner
room of the Mansion. A captain of
dragoons, Oldham, the lieutenant and
an ensign banqueted with him.
They drank heavily, as was the
fashion of that day, and afrer dinner
commenced to toast their respective
sweethearts.
When it came the major’s turn he
hesitated.
The lieutenant, who owed him a
grudge, and loved him not, exciaimed:
“Why not toast the (beauty who is
now under our roof?”
“A beauty under the roof!” roared
the dragoon. “Let’s trot her out!”
L’Estrange stood up.
“Here’s to Jacqueline, the prettiest
rebel in all Amhrica!’’ and drained the
goblet to the dregs.
“We must see her!” bellowed the
dragoon. “Send for her, major!”
L’Estrange was three-parts drunk,
and a brutal idea flashed through his
bemuddled brain—that now would be a
good time to keep his vow in regard to
paying Jacqueline Bence for that blow.
‘.‘I’ll send for her, by George!” he
cried.
To the servant who responded to the
ring he gravely said:
“I want to see Miss Bence for a mo¬
ment on business of importance—im¬
portance, mind!”
The young girl at first refused point
blank to appear, but on a second and a
third pressing message she resolved to
comply.
How beautiful she looked as she
stood glancing from one to the other of
those drunken debauchees!
“What is your business with me,
Major L’Estrange?” she slowly and
deliberately asked.
“Come here!” he exclaimed.
“I am here, sir! What would vou of
me?”
“Do you recollect a blow you gave
me in the woods here on a certain
Summer’s day?” he asked.
“Perfectly well, sir.”
“Then I mean to take twenty kisses
for it.” And he sprang to his feet.
At that instant the door was burst
open, and a body of Swift’s yeomanry,
led by Joe Wilson, a near neighbor, to
whom Bence had sent for succor, leaped
into the room, making prisoners of the
drunken revelers.
An hour later, and the gallant major,
with his comrades-in-arms were on the
march as prisoners of war, past the
very beech-tree where a few months
previously he had received the cut
across the face that he so richly
deserved,
******
Jacqueline married Joe Wilson, and
their descendants still flourish in that
picturesque spot known as Englewood.
As for the L’Estranges, they were,to
use a slang phrase, “clean wiped out.”
How it Feels to Fall 1,000 Feet.
With regard to the recent sad sui¬
cide of a girl by leaping from one of
the towers of Xotre Dame, Paris, Dr.
Bronardeli’s expressed view that as¬
phyxiation in the rapid fall may have
been the cause of death, has given rise
to some correspondence in Nature. M.
Bontempts points out that the depth
of fall having been about sixty-six
meters, the velocity acquired in the
time (less than four seconds) cannot
have been so great as that sometimes
attained on railways, e. g. thirty-three
meters per second on the line between
Chalons and Paris, where the effect
should be the same; yet we never hear
of asphyxiation of engine drivers and
stokers. He considers it desirable that
the idea in question should be exploded,
as unhappy persons may be led to
choose suicide by fall from a height,
under the notion that they will die be¬
fore reaching the ground. Again, M.
; Gossin mentions that a few years ago
! a man threw himself from the top of
the Column of July, and fell on an
awning which sheltered workmen at
the pedestal; he sufftred only a few
slight contusions. 51. Remy says he
j has often seen an Englishman leap from
a height of thirty-one meters (say 103
feet) into a deep river; and he was
shown in 1852, in the island of Oahu,
by missionaries, a native who had
fallen from a verified height of more
than 300 meters (say one thousand
feet). His fall was broken near the
end by a growth of ferns and other
plants, and he had only a few wounds.
Asked as to his sensations in falling,
he said he only felt dazzled.
He Couldn't Define Love.
Walter, aged five sat in his aunt’s
lap and was telling how many he loved.
There was papa, and mamma, his aun¬
ties; old Tray, Flossie, the cat, and the
little girl next door. His aunt said,
“What is love, Walter?”
The little fellow wrinkled his nose in
deep thought ; he wasn’t used to grap¬
ple with abstract questions. At last
he said. “I can’t tell what love is,
auntie, but I feel it.” Could any of
us give a better definition ?
PEARLS OP THOVGHT.
A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is
a good liver of honor.
No man ever worked his passage
anyvreere in a dead calm.
Lay by a good store of patience, but
be sure to put It where you can find it.
The reproaches of enemies should
quicken us to duty, and not keep us
from it.
No man can be happy without a
friend, or be sure of a friend until he
is unfortunate.
There is no folly equal to that of
throwing away friendship in a world
where friendship is so rare.
Private troubles are very much like
infants, the mere you nurse them the
bigger they grow.
They that do nothing are in the
readiest way to do that which is worse
than nothing.
Act well at the moment, and you
have performed a good action to all
eternity.
Truth, like the sun, submits to be
obscured, but, like the sun, only for a
time.
He who requires much from himself
and little from others, will keep himself
from being the object of resentment.
The power of a man’s virtue should
not be measured by his special efforts,
but by his ordinary doing.
Men of great parts are often unfor¬
tunate in the management of public
business, because they are apt to go out
of the common road by the quickness
of their imagination.
A man should never he ashamed to
own he has been in the wrong, which
is but saying, in other words, that he is
wiser to-day than he was yesterday.
A Misunderstanding.
Why it was done, we cannot say,
out quite a number of the streets of
Austin have been named after fe¬
males. Such names as Emma, Laura
Isabella, stare at you in large letters
The Austin people, or some of them,
at least, have become tolerably fami¬
liar with Maria, Jane, Susan, and the
rest, but strangers are liable to be¬
come bewildered by this singular
nomenclature.
A gentleman from Dallas, who had
only a fow hours to spend in our city
wished to take a look at the new
capital, and not knowing where it
was, he made inquiry of the first
man he met.
“Can you tell me how I can find
the new temporary eapitol?
“That’s easy enough. You know
where Emma street is?”
“I do not. I have no acquaintance
with any lady of that name. There
is a family by that name in Dallas,
but I am not acquainted with them.
Does Emma Street live near the new
eapitol?”
The Austin man stared at the
stranger for a moment, and then
pointing down Magnolia Avenue, he
said:
“You see where Maria comes into
the avenue?”
The Dallas man looked in the di¬
rection pointed out, and perceiving a
fat old negro woman with a big bas¬
ket on her arm, nodded his head in as
sent.
“Well, you must take Maria until
you get to the corner of Elizabeth, and
until Peggy and Sarah come together,
and then you will be all right.”
“Look here, my friend, if you think
I am that kind of a man because I
come from Dallas, you are most con
foundly off. I want you to under¬
stand that I am a gentleman.”
“You dod-gasted idiot!” retorted the
Austian man, “if I was as bad off for
brains as you are, I would bore a hole
in my empty skull and hire a nigger to
pour in ten cents’ worth of cheap oleo¬
margarine.”
The Dallas man shook his fist at the
native and said:
“I’ve always heard that the State
Lunatic Asylum was too small to ac¬
commodate all the lunatics, but now I
know it,” and he moved off toward*
Esmeralda,while the other party leaned
up against the corner of Ann and Ma¬
tilda, and glared after him as he disap¬
peared in the direction of Maria.—
S{ftings.
A Double-Headed Quail.
H. N. Watts and son, of Cedar Creek,
Mitchell county, Kansas, killed a quail
with two perfect heads. The neck
separated about one inch from the
body into two well and perfectly formed
ones and terminating; the left is the
head of a female, the right being that
of a male. The heads, beak and eyes
were all perfectly formed and fully de
veloped. Not realizing the importune*
of preserving this wonderful natural
monstrosity, it was dressed and eaten
with the others killed at that time.
The wealthiest man in Mexico is Pa¬
tricio Milmo. an Irishman, whose es¬
tate : valued at f 10,0J0,OOP,
PUBLISHERS.
NO. 19.
the faxilt doctor.
To prevent ingrowing toe nails, cut
or scrape a groove down the center and
•pare the ends off square; never cut tha
sides.
According to Dr. Foote's Health
Monthly people should not poke things
into their ears to remove dried secre¬
tions; warm water syringing is a safer
and a better way.
In convalescence after typhoid fever,
the greatest care is necessary with re¬
gard to the food, and no article of diet
should be given without the express
permission of the attending physician.
Even so slight an imprudence as eat¬
ing a raw apple has been known to
cause death.
Dr. McColganan extols the value of
the ether or rhigolene spray for the in¬
stantaneous relief principally of facial
neuralgia. He first had occasion to
observe its good effects upon his own
person; he having suffered greatly
from facial neuralgia. Since curing
himself, he has had occasion to test
its efficacy in about twenty cases. The
result was invariably a most gratify¬
ing success. In jyany instances a
permanent cure was established. He
attempts to explain its action by supr
posing a complete change to take
place in the nutrition of the affected
nerve in consequence of the intense
cold acting as a revulsive. — Southern
:".a3jfcr ”
Practitioner. • - . _ -
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Life in the Lumber Region*.
Excepting that of the sailor, proba¬
bly no other occupation so strongly
impresses itself upon those who follow
it as that of lumberman. Stalwart,
capable of exerting immense strength,
and of wonderful endurance, he is, la
his camp, a most hospitable and genial
person. When he leaves the camp for
the settlements, he is apt to be rather
too boisterous to be an agreeable com¬
panion. The picturesque figure of the
lumberman; usually dressed in red and
blue flannels, with a profusion at white
buttons, and shod with boots, the soles
of which are studded with sharp points
has mainly disappeared from “down
eastern” towns. Indeed, if. one would
enjoy a period of life in the lumber
regions, he will be more likely to find it
in perfection in the vicinity of
Superior, and other western localities,
than on the head waters of the Penob¬
scot and other eastern streams. Lum¬
bering requires, not only experience,
but executive ability and good judg¬
ment. The very first steps is “pros¬
pecting.” Before a logging-camp is
established, the locality is carefully se¬
lected; not only must there be the right
kind of trees in abundance, but facili¬
ties for removing the timber. There
must be a river to float away the logs,
and no great difficulty in drawing them,
to it. When the selection of the tract
has been made, an advance party goes
to it, in autumn, to make preparations,
one or more log-houses being put up for
the men, and a shelter,or hovels,erected
for the cattle and horses. As large a
quantity as possible of the wild grasses
on the marshes and swales is cut and
converted into coarse hay for the oxen.
An abundance of fuel is provided, to be
accessible in spite of deep snows, and
proper provision made for water for
both men and beasts. It is a part of
the duty of the advance party to so
prepare needed roads, that a fall of
snow will make them passable by sleds.
At last, when the travel will allow,
the main party, with oxen, heavy log¬
ging sleds, abundant provisions and
fodder, and the men who are to pass
winter in the camp arrive. The main
building is that usually intended when
“the camp” is mentioned. This is
sometimes merely a large log-house,
with a long opening in the roof and a
door at one side. There is, in the
center, a bed, or platform of earth, a
few inches high, on which the fire is
built, the smoke escaping through the
hole in the roof. Around the walLs-^.
usually upon tsvo sides only—are
placed the bunks, with the feet of the
sleepers toward the fire. If the num¬
ber of men require it, a second tier .of
bunks is made above the first. A bed,
such as a lumberman can make from
small hemlock twigs, is not to be de¬
spised by a tired person. Sometimes
the camp is more elaborate, a fireplace
with a chimney occupies one end of the
house, and a few glazed windows make
the place light in stormy weather.
Sometimes a family, including
women, will go into the camp and pu(
up a separate hut for themselves. Ac¬
tive labor in the clear air of winter,
gives the lumberers appetites which
must he met by abundant and nourish¬
ing food—hence the cook— or “th«
doctor,” as he is sometimes called, is
an important man. One who has not
tasted the standard dish, “pork and
beans,” as cooked in a hole in the
ground in a lumber-camp, has yet
something to learn.— Amtrietm Agr>
naturalist.