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THE LINCOLNTON NEWS J. D. COLLEY & CO., VOL. I. MACHINERY DEPOT. W. J. POLLARD, MANUFACTURER and MANUFACTURERS’ AGENT. manufacturer of W. J. Pollard’s Champion Cotton Gin Feeders & Condensers,:& Smith's Hand Power Cotton KHay Press, General agent for Grain Threshers and Separators and Agricultural Imple¬ ments, Fairbanks & Co.’s Standard Scales, etc. Talbot <fc Sons’ Agricultural, Portable and Stationary and' & Steam Co.’s Traction Engines and Boilers, Saw Mills, Agricul¬ Grist Mills, etc., C<-<fc G. Cooper Engines, Portable and tural Engines, Watertown Agricultural, Portable and Stationan’ Steam En¬ gines, Saw Mills, etc. Goodall & .Waters’ Wood Working Machinery. TV. L. Bradley’s Standard Fertilizers. The Dean Steam Pump. Kreiblp’s Vibrating Cylinder Steam. Engines. Otto’s Sitont Gas Engines. Acme Pulverizing Har¬ row, Clod Crusher aild Leveler. MACHINERY OF ALL KINDS. Belting, Packing, Brass Fittings, Iron Fittings, Iron Pipe, Rubber Hose and everything that can be used on or about machinery. Cotton Mill Supplies a specialty. Tools of all kinds, Hancock Inspirators, etc. Finally, I desire to make the machine business a complete success, and will guarantee to furnish everything wanted in that line on as reasonable terms and at as short notice as any house in the country. My stock is the largest and most varied- of any house South. My connection with some of the largest manufactories in the United reliable States gives me superior advantages for furnishing the best and most work found anywhere. Be oertain to call on w. cr_ ifoijIjJLirid, 731, 734 & 736 Reynolds Street, AUGUSTA, GEORGIA. IN FURNITURE. it we don’t Beat New York Prices we will Give You a NICE SET. The Largest and Finest Stock ever offered in Augusta. Five carloads just received. All the Latest Styles and Prices Cheaper than Ever. WE DEFY COMPETITION Our New Catalogue will be Ready in Te.i Days. Write for one. J. L. BOWLES & CO., 117 AND 839 BROAD STREET, AUCUSTA, CA. JAMES HINES 3 SUCCESSOR TO P. H. NOROTN, Washington - - Ga .—DBALILC IN— Groceries" and Plantation Snplies. Bagging and Ties, Meat and Lard, Flour of the Best Grade, ron, Plows, &c., Salt, Leather, &c., Provisions of all Sorts. The Reputation of the House shall be Maintained. “ The Best Goods at the Lowest Living Rates.” At Mrs. N. Brum Clark’s Ladies will find New and Stylish Neck¬ wear. Look at the Febnk Laces. They must be seen to be appreciated. The Latest Styles in Hats and Bonnets re¬ ceived weekly during the season. Our Mourning Bonnets and Crepe Veils Rre keep unsurpassed in quality and price. We best English Crepes, new Lisse Ruohing, New Ribbons—every width, color and qual¬ ity. Black Silk Gloves, Mourning wear; Chil¬ dren’s Hosiery in excellent quality—some New Styles; Corsets, Hoop Skirts, Tour mures. Bridal Veiling and Gloves; all kinds at Veiling, Brussel’s Nets; Nets of all kinds. Great variety of Laces—B lack, White and Cream. Embroidery Silk, best Knitting Silk, Sewing Silk, Buttons in latest styles, New Jewelry, Lusterless Jet Bracelets, Ear¬ rings, other styles Fins, Ac., Coin Silver Jewelry and Work, Lace entirely Pillow new; Material for Fanoy New Hair Goods—pretty Shams, Splashers, Ac. styles. and becoming ter” “Polo”Caps, Caps—in “Fez”Caps, “TamO’Shan the new colors for Children. Hand-Knitted Goods for Infants, Infants’ OapB in Lace, Velvet and Satin. Our Stock »f We Fancy Goods is too varied to itemize. the Mileinery are prepared to furnish anything in promptly. Orders Like, from and to fill orders the country at¬ tended to as soon as received. We never Disappoint. Our friends in adjacent coun¬ ties will find it to their interest to send to us. Ws will make any purchases for them in the city We free of i ommiarion. Prices 419 Broad guarantee and Quality. Street is the place to obtain 81 Wish Articles for 9 Lady’s Toilet. Give ns a call. ' THE AUGUSTA, ELBERTON AND CHICAGO RAILROAD. SAMUEL H. MYERS, SUCCESSOR T MYERS & MARCUS, 838 & 840 Broad Street } AUGUSTA, GA. WHOLESALE JOBBER OF DRY GOODS, NO. TIONS, SHOES, HATS AND CLOTHING. J. M. ANDERSON, COTTON FACTOR —AND— Commission Merchant, —AT THE— Old Stand of R. A. Fleming, 993 Reynolds Street, Augusta, Ga' Personal attention given to all business I’. Love Fuller, so well known in Lincoln, and who for many years has been with Young A Hack, is in charge, and will be glad to see his many friends._ Murphey, Harmon & Go., NCOLNTON, GA., TOMBSTONES, MONUMENTS PUT HP TO LAST. Work Guaranteed, Refer to their work throughout Lincoln county. Prices Very Low. P. HANSBERGER, —MANUFACTURER OF— CIGARS, —AND DEALER IN— Tobacco, Pipes and Smokers’ Articles. Cigarettes to the trade a specialty. Mann factory on Ellis street. Fireworks by whole¬ sale. 71)6 Broad street, AUGUSTA, GA. W. N. MERCIER, COTTON FACTOR AND General Commission Merchant, No. 3 Warren Block, Augusta, Ga. Will give personal and undivided atten¬ tion to the Weighing and Selling of Cotton Liberal Cash Advances made on Consign ments. LINCOLNTON, GA •9 FRIDAY, JULY 6, 1883. TKo AU Gulden. i. Through very happy line I ring, I feel the tonie of the spring. *' The time is like an old-time lace That gleims across some grassy plane— The old-time face—an old-time chum Who rises from the grave to come And lure me back along the ways Of Time’s all golden yesterdays. Sweet Day! to thus remind me oi The truant boy I need to love— To set, once more, his finger tips Against the blossoms of his lips, And pipe for me the signal known By none but he and I alone! II. I see across the schoolroom floor The shadow of the open door, And dancing dust and sunshine blent -v Slanting the way the morning went, And beckoning my thoughts afar Where reeds and running waters are; Where amber-colored bayous glass I The half drowned weeds and wisps of grass; Where sprawling frogs, in loveless key, Sing on and on inoessantly. Against the green wood’s dim expanse The cat-tail tilts its totted lance, 4 While on its tip—one might declare The white “snaketeeder” blossomed there! in. I catch my breath, as children do In woodland swings, when life is new, And all the blood is warm as wine And tingles with a tang divine. My soul soars up the atmosphere And sings aloud where God can hear. And all my being leans intent To mark his smiling wonderment. O gracious dream and gracious time, And gracious theme and gracious rhyme— When buds of spring begin to blow In blossoms that we used to know— And InTe us back along the ways Of Time’s all golden yesterdays! —James Whitcomb Riley. A SACRIFICE. “There Is something I want you to tell me, aunt,” said Eliza Herbert, a girl of fourteen, and she drew a stool close to her aunt’s feet, and leaned her head in her lap, so that a whole cloud of nut-brown curls fell over her black silk apron. “What is it?” said her aunt, passing her hand carelessly over the fair fore¬ head upraised to hers. “I am almost afraid to ask,” said Eliza, “but I want you to tell me why you, who are so good and so handsome, and so accomplished, were never married ?” A slight flush was, for a moment, perceptible on Aunt Haunah’s cheeks, which might have been occasioned by Eliza’s compliment to her beauty and good qualities, or a consciousness of the ridicule which a certain class attach to the appellation of old maid. It might,too,have been caused by a blend¬ ing of all these, or by certain memories which the question called up. She re¬ mained silent a few minutes, and then said, “I will tell you, Eliza—I never had an offer that exactly suited me.” “How strange!” said Eliza, “when you are so easy to please, and are so keen-sighted to everybody’s virtues, and so blind to their faults. Now there is Aunt Margaret, who is not half as pretty as you are, married to one of the best, the handsomest, and the most noble-looking men in the world. Come, aunt, do tell me all about it, for I am tired of my piano, my worsted work, and my book.” "My life has been a very quiet, un¬ eventful one,” said Aunt Hannah, “and would, I am afraid, make a dull story; but I will tell you about some dear friends of mine, if that will do.” “Oh, yes,” said Eliza, “that will be the next best thing to hearing about yourself. There, I hear mother coming, but that need make no differ¬ ence.” “Eliza wants me to tell her a story, sister,” said Aunt Hannah, as Mrs. Herbert took her accustomed seat at the fireside, “and I have promised to tell her one about some old friends. It is an old story to you, so you can prompt me if I make any mistakes.” “Certainly,” said Mrs. Herbert. “One of my friends,” said Aunt Hannah, “whom I shall call Isabel, was the youngest of a large family of daughters. Her form was slight, her complexion and features delicate, and she might have been called interesting rather than handsome. Her sister, Kate, two years older, some people called better looking, though.” “Better looking ?” said Mrs, Herbert, breaking in upon her, “she was the most beautiful girl in town, yet beauty was her least charm.” “I believe you exaggerate a little, sister,” said Aunt Hannah. “When Isabel was sixteen and Kate eighteen, one Leonard Frankland, a young mer¬ chant, came to reside in the place He soon became intimate with their brother, who used often to invite him home to take tea or spend the evening. He was—that Is, most person t him singularly handsome, and that his manners were peculiarly attractive. It was not long before it began to be whispered in the family, and among t e more intimate acquaintances, that he was partial to Kate. Kate was not so blind as not to perceive it herself, and but for one thing it would have made her the happiest girl that ever lived. She from the first had seen that Isabel, though unconscious of it her¬ self, had given her heart to the fasci¬ nating Frankland; so she made up her mind to sacrifice her own happiness for the sake of this dear sister. It was very hard for poor Kate, but she had m^e confidence in her own strength, both moral and physical, than she had in Isabel’s; she felt that she would be able to rise from the blow-, and ulti¬ mately to have the power of being tranquil and even happy. But Isabel, so frail and so delicate, she knew that it would kill her to see the chosen of her heart forever lost to her.” “But if Leonard Frankland liked Kate best,” said Eliza, “then there must have been a double sacrifice,” “He liked her best at first,’ - said Aunt Hannah, “yet there was a gentle¬ ness, a loss of self-reliance in the char¬ acter of Isabel, that needed only to be discovered by such a person as Leon¬ ard Frankland, to excite an interest which might soon ripen into love. I believe, indeed, that it is not uo.com mon for men who are remarkable for spirit and energy, to be better pleased with those whose more prominent traits are softness and delicacy, rather than those similar to ttjjeir own. “Kate affected more independence and vivacity than would have been natural to her, even had her heart been at ease; and she soon found that it began to have the effect she desired Such unrestrained exuberance of spirits offended the taste of Frankland, and he often turned from the brilliant and sparkling Kate to contemplate the serene loveliness of Isabel. If he could only have seen the anguish that lay beneath the mask of smiles which she constantly wore—if he had known how difficult it sometimes was for her to prevent the gay notes of some lively song, as the appeared carelessly to warble them, from breaking into the moans of agony—but he neither saw nor knew—he never knew-, so well did she act her part, that lie was ever otherwise than perfectly indifferent to her.” “And did Isabel know ?” said Eliza. “Never—it would have poisoned all her happiness, for she was tenderly attached to her sister.” “I am glad that she did not,” said Eliza, “it would have been so selfish and ungenerous in her if she had, to have received Leonard Frankland’s attentions.” “Kate did not miscalculate her own strength, and when one evening Isabel folded her arms around her and told her she was the affianced bride of Leonard Frankland, she felt calm and satisfied. How, indeed, could she feel otherwise, when she knew that had she herself been Frankland’s bride, she must have turned from the altar to stand beside a sister’s grave? ‘How,’ thought she, ‘could I ever have looked on my wedding robe without imagin¬ ing it to be stained with the drops rung from a broken heart ?’ ” “And were Frankland and Isabel happy,” said Eliza, “after they were married ?” “Yes, as happy as it is possible to be in a life where we can drink of no cup that is not dashed with gall, and wear no flower that does not conceal the worm or the thorn.” “Are they still living, aunt ?” “Yes, and surrounded by a group of lovely and liappv children.” “I hope that dear Kate was married to somebody that she liked a great deal better than she ever did Leonard Frankland.” “That would have been impossible, so she never married.” “What! did such a lively, handsome girl as Kate, without a bit of starch about her, live an old maid?” “She did.” “And what could she find to do to make her time pass pleasantly?” “What does your Aunt Hannah find to do ?” said her mother. “Oh, Aunt Hannah is different from other single ladies. If she had been married I don’t know what I should have done, for if I have a new dress to make she always assists me; if my music or drawing perplexes me, she know-s how to put me right, and if I am sick she nurses me. And then, you know, when you and father want to go on a journey, she always keeps house for you, so that you never feel uneasy about the children while you are absent. It was the luckiest thing in the world for us—and Aunt Mar¬ garet Waldron, too—that Aunt Hannah remained single.” “Then you are glad that your aunt never married ?” said Mrs. Herbert. “I am sure I have reason to be,” re¬ plied Eliza, “and so have you-? -haven't you, aunt?” “Yes; reason to be glad and thank, ful, too.” “I knew so, for there is no station in the world that you would be so happy in yourself, or make others so happy.” “It is not the station that has made your aunt so happy,” said Mrs. Her¬ bert, “but because she early found out the true secret of happiness.” “And what is the secret, mother ?” “In whatsoever situation you are in. to be therewith content.” “I would give almost anything to see Kate and her sister, and Leonard Frankland. I don’t believe he was so handsome a man as Uncle Waldron is —was he, aunt ?” “Yes, he was handsomer than your Uncle Waldron is now; for Leonard Frankland was then in his youthful prime.” “I w-ish you would tell me who Kate really was,” said Eliza Her mother smiled and looked signi¬ ficantly toward Aunt Hannah. Eliza sprang up from the stool at her aunt’s feet, and threw her arms round her neck. “Why, how stupid I was not to guess it was you all the time,” said she. “I might have known that there was not another person in the world beside dear Aunt Hannah w-ho would have acted so nobly and generously as Kate. And now I know, too, that Leonard Frankland and Isabel were Uncle and Aunt Waldron.” .4 Persecuted Picture. Before Yandyck made his first journey to Italy he paid a farewell visit to Rubens, and presented him with three of his pictures, One of these, “The Romans Seizing Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane,” Rubens hung in the principal room of his house, and was never weary of prais¬ ing it. The master returned his pupil’s generosity by presenting him with one of his finest horses. Yandyck made his first stop at Savelthem, a vil¬ lage near Brussels. Here he fell in love with a girl named Anna van Ophem, and forgot Italy and his art while gazing in her face and wander¬ ing by her side through the fair valley in which she dwelt. But Anna re¬ gretted his idleness, and was curious to see the pictures that he could paint. Finally, he yielded to her persuasions, and painted two pictures for the parish church at Savelthem. One of these was a “Holy Family,” in which the Yirgin was a portrait of Anna, while St. Joachim and St. Anna represented her father and mother. This picture he gave to the church. It has long since disappeared, and it is said that it was used to make grain bags by French foragers. The second picture, for whicli he was paid, repre¬ sented St. Martin of Tours, when he divided his cloak with two beggars. The saint was a portrait of Yandyck himself, and the horse he rode was painted from that which Rubens had given him. This picture was very dear to the people of Savelthem, and when, in 1758, they discovered that the parish priest had agreed to sell it, they armed themselves with pitchforks and other homely weapons, and, surround¬ ing the church, insisted that the picture should not be removed. In 1806, however, they were powerless before the French soldiers, and though they loved their saint as dearly as ever he was borne away to Paris and placed in the gallery of the Louvre, where lie remained until 1815, when he was taken again to Savelthem and restored to his original place. It is also said that, in 1850, a rich American offered $20,000 to any one who would bring this picture to him, no matter how it was obtained. Some rogues tried to steal it, but the watch-dogs of Savel¬ them barked so furiously that the men of the village were alarmed, and rushed to the church so quickly that the robbers scarcely escaped. Since then a guard sleeps in the church, and St. Martin is undisturbed, and may always be seen there dividing his cloak and teaching the lesson of that Christian charity for which his own life was re¬ markable.— St. Nicholas. .4 Safe Place . Laura was a conscientious child, but evinced a strong aversion to evening prayers. Auntie was very patient with her, and the most successful argument was that auntie herself was not wil¬ ling to fall asleep without returning thanks for the day’s mercies and ask¬ ing protection for the night. One evening, the child continuing very ob¬ durate, auntie left her alone. When, at a later hour she was ready to retire, Laura, wakeful and uneasy, called from her crib, “Auntie, have you said your prayers to-night?” “Yes.” “Do you think God will take care of you all right?” “Most certainly I do.” “All right, then,” said the child, with ani¬ mation, “I guess I will come over and sleep in your bed.” 1EUY ANCIENT nescriptlou ora Buried Ship. In 1823 there was exhibited in Lon¬ don an ancient vessel which had been lug up at Malham, a short distance from the present navigable river of lie Bother, at the west end of tne Isle >f Oxney, and about two miles from Rolverden and New Enden, the site of -he ancient city of Anderida. The spot where this old vessel was found eas an old branch of the Rother, Kent Sountv, the channel of which was di rerted by high winds in the reign of Edward I, and therefore it is thought Jhis vessel was burial at the time of lhat disaster. Others have supposed ler to have one of the fleet abandoned !>y the Danes after their defeat by Al¬ lred the Great. The vessel was sixty-three feet eight nehes long and fifteen feet broad, and when discovered her upper part was Juried ten feet, to which add nine feet, ner bight from bottom to top, and fou have an accumulation of nineteen feet of sand and mud upon the river Since she was stranded. She was single masted, round-sterned, flat-floored and without a keel. There were two cabins in her stern, the after one decked over, with a hatchway for entrance ; the other, adjoining it, was covered witji a caboose, which fell in on being ex¬ posed and the sand taken from under it. There was also a short deck for¬ ward with an inclosure beneath it, but the midship part was entirely open. Her bulwarks and washboards mani¬ fested she had been a sea vessel. Her beams, which were much stronger than would be required for a vessel for in¬ land navigation, prove that our fore¬ fathers knew how to apportion a due strength to the stress upon timber, her timbers being three times as deep as broad. Her timbers and plank were remarkably sound and hard, and in many parts quite black. She was calked with moss. The method of steering her was quite singular. She had rubber bands which yoked the rudder, and by an alternate motion of (he ropes, which were fastened to the back of the rudder, it was marie to re¬ volve on the pinions as a center of mo¬ tion, the breadth of the rudder being the leverage. The rudder was broad, and hence the vessel easier to steer. By this it would seem that in her time the tiller had not been invented. There was a curious windlass on the after-deck, which showed they had not much idea of getting rid of friction, and at her forepart there had evidently been an¬ other fixed from side to side. Her planks were very broad and of a close, hard texture, and thought by some to be oak, by others chestnut, The wreck of a small boat was discovered near the stern of the vessel, but her iron fasten ings being in a very corroded state, she could only be removed piecemeal; be¬ tween the edges of plank were layers of hair. In the vessel were found a large flint and steel, which, though very much worn, still elicited sparks: part of the blade of a sword, with a hollow ball or hilt of yellow metal attached to it: four vases ; several bricks of a red and yellow color; the 'corroded remains of two locks, etc. In the cabin, or cook-room, was found a leathern ink bottle, curiously marked, but similar in shape to those still used by school boys; part of a brass cock ; a sounding lead; several shoes and sandals of cu rious shape; several bricks and frag ments of tiles bound together with iron ; a small glass bottle ; a small whetstone: several hooks; an oak board, eighteen inches long and twelve broad, with curious lines cut in it; and a cir cular wooden board, of oak, perforated with about twenty-eight holes, which was most probably a calendar by which the progress of the lunar month was marked. Of mortal remains there were a man’s skull, the hip-bones, ribs, and other parts of the skeleton of an adult, part of the skeleton of a child, parts of the skeleton of a dog, supposed to be a greyhound, parts of two skulls, with the horns of sheep or goats, the breast¬ bone of a goose, and several bones of larger animals.— Rear-Admiral George BT. Preble. Cute Work. A detective employed by the United States express company to trace the robbery of a package at Comerstown, O., saw the mark of teeth upon the pasteboard box. “The man is a one armed man,” said he. “He held the box in his teeth while lie untied the string.” He made the acquaintance of Charles Bassett, the one-armed man of the town, employed him as a de¬ tective, traveled with him, talked about the difference in people’s teeth, got him to make an indentation of his own in wax, had a plaster cast made which fitted the marks of the teeth in the package and arrested Bassett. It was a “cute” piece of work. PUBLISHERS. NO. 38. nrnoRocs. A blood relation—Telling the story of a tragedy. The wrestling season does not end until the fall. The mosquito as a public singer iraws well, but never gives satisfao tion. For good board.yappiy at any saw-, mill, and for plane board go to any carpenter shop. One who knows says that in the' country they blow a horn before din¬ ner, but in town they take one. Simpson says that when he asked! the girl who is now his wife to marry him she said “I don’t mind,” and she never has minded. “You said, Mr. Jones, that your um¬ brella had a straight handle?” I thought it did, but since it vanished I, am quite certain it ended with a hook.” During the last year of its existence, JYilliam and Mary college had but one student, and how he contrived to make a base-ball nine out of himself we can't imagine. “What a bore Jenkins is!” ex¬ claimed Connery; “just met him and he talked about that old horse of his for half an hour, and I couldn't get a word in edgeways about my new dog.” “Are your domestic relations agreea ble?” was the question put to an un¬ happy-looking specimen of humanity. “Oh, my domestic relations are all right,” was the reply, “it is my wife’s relations that are causing the trou¬ ble.” “This is a fine time of night to come home, and you just married,” said Mrs. Davis indignantly, looking at the deck, which had just told the mid¬ night hour. “My dear,” replied her husband ponderously, “I decline to be interviewed on the subject of politics.” One hundred and thirty-two differ¬ ent languages are spoken in India, and each one has a separate and peculiar system of oaths. A man should not. step on a banana skin until he goes to India, where the faculties for doing justice to the occasion are so much greater than in this country. SVSSTROKE. Prevention and Treatment of tbfa Bum* mer Evil. Sunstroke, says the New York board of health, is caused by excessive heat, and especially if the weather is “mup. gy” It is more apt to occur on the second, third or fourth day of a heated ^ erm than on the first. Loss of sleep worr Y excitement, close sleeping rooms > debility, abuse of stimulants, predispose to it. It is more apt to attack th ose working in the sun, and especially between the hours of eleven o’clock in the forenoon and four o’clock 111 the afternoon. On hot days wear thin clothing. Have as cool sleeping rooms 38 P ossible - Avoid loss of sleep 311(1 311 unnecessary fatigue. If work ln g indoors, and where there is arti ® clfd heat laundries, etc.—see that the room is w-ell ventilated. If working in the sun, wear a light hat ( not bUu ' k - 3S u absorbs the heat), straw - etc - and P ut inside of it on the head 3 wet cloth or 3 lar £ e g reen leaf; frequently lift the hat from the head and see tbat tke cloth is wet. Do not , check perspiration, but drink what water - vou need to kee P it; U P- as per spiration prevent s the body from being overheated. Have, whenever possible, an additional shade, as a thin um brella, when walking, a canvas or board-cover when working in the sun: When much fatigued do not go to work - especially after eleven o’clock in the morning on very hot days, if the work is in the sun. If a feeling of fatigue- dizziness, headache or exhaus tion occurs, cease work immediately. lie down in 11 shad v and C001 P lace > - a PPiy c°ol cloths to and pour cold water over the head and neck. If any ■ one is overcome by the heat send im-* mediately for the nearest good phy¬ sician. While waiting for the phy¬ sician give the person cool drinks of water or cold black tea, or cold coffee, jif able to swallow. If the skin is hot and dry, sponge with, or pour cold water over the body and limbs, and apply to the head pounded ice wrapped in a towel or other doth. If there is no ice at hand keep a cold cloth on the head, and pour cold water on it as on ,the body. If the person is pale, very faint and pulse feeble, let him inhale ammonia for a few seconds, or give him a tea-spoonful of aromatic spirits of ammonia in two table-spoonfuls of water and a little sugar. On the Portrush railway to the Gi J ant’s Causeway, in Ireland, a tram cai driven by electricity ran ten miles an hour steadily, and but the speed is lim¬ ited by act of Parliament; it could easily do twenty-five miles an hour. Sixty tons were taken “up an incline of one