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With this issue of our Maga-zine,
ends its first volume. Twelve
months ago, when the plan of is-suing
a practical literary maga-zine
was first mentioned to a few
friends, some of them doubted,
wiiile others approved, the wis-dom
of such a course. Having,
however, been a close watcher
and worker in the development
of the South ; and remembering
that "times change and people
change with them ;" thinking that
what was formerly impractical in
the South may not now be so, and
knowing that what is still beyond
the capacity of many towns in
the South, can be grasped by the
far-reaching city of Asheville,
the proprietor of the Lyceum
^'struck while the iron was hot,"
and the result is the first volume
of a self-sustaming Southern mag-azine.
Having always followed the
beckoning of success in well-laid
schemes, we are encouraged to
push forward in the establish-ment
of this enterprise. Hence,
the first number of Volume II,
for June next, will present pro-portions
and evidences of im-provement,
which, we trust, will
not fail to receive that encourage-ment
its merits may demand.
The Italian government has ex-ercised
a right which they un-questionably
have in calling home
from Washington their Minister,
Baron Fava. If they could not
approve the position the United
States took as to the New Orleans
difficulty, they have a right to dis-approve
the action of our govern-ment,
which they have begun to
do by recalling their n.inister.
Italy can withhold friendly ne-gotiations
with our government
for a considerable time, or indefi-nitely,
if she chooses, which
course would put their govern-ment
in a position to give or re-ceive
the first blows of actual
hostility at any time. But friend-ly
relations may be restored with-out
war if future negotiations
should efl'ect a satisfactory settle-ment.
To show that the United
States are right in the position
they have taken, is the wise
course to be pursued, instead of
doing any thing which would pre-cipitate
war. It is hoped that
the Italian government can be
brought to realize that their de-mands
are unre isonable. Had
eleven Italian subjects been kill-ed
in a railroad wreck in Louisi-ana,
or in any other State of the
Union, the United States, or the
State in which it occurred, even
if there was criminal neglect on
the part of the railroad authori-ties,
could not be held bound by-
Italy to make good the damages
and punish the railroad authori-ties.
Should a band of eleven
Italian outlaws be caught in a
western State and shot to death
by an outraged people whom the
bandits were robbing and murder-ing,
the Italian government would
make poor speed in calling either
our General or State government
to account for their destruction.
If in New Orleans a secret order
of oath-bound Italians were found
plotting for the injury of the na-tive
people, and did actually slay
the chief of police in that city,
and the outraged populace rose
up and shot to death the leaders
engaged in outlawry and murder,
the Italian government would
have but little better claims
against our government than in
the other two cases supposed
above.
The Italian government, it is
hoped, may yet see that their po-sition
is a wrong one ; if not a
war with the United States would
be the poorest way of gaining re-dress.
The theory long maintained
that the deep interior of the earth
is in a molten, heated condition,
is about to be exploded by deep
borings. This theory originated
with the idea that the earth was
once a molten mass of matter,
whose surface gradually cooled
off until it became habitable ; and
that the inner portion of the globe
remains heated and molten.
Modern investigations on and
near the surface showconcl sively
that the land portion of the earth
had its origin in water and not in
fire. Now comes testimony from
the deepest borings to show that
the general interior of our globe
is not in a heated, molten condi-tion.
The New York Dispatch
publishes the following facts :
"The deepest bore hole in the
world, claimed at different times
for c. number of places, is, accord-ing
to latest accounts, at Schlade-bach,
a small German village near
Leipzig. It measures about
5,725 feet. The time expended
in boring to this depth amounted
to six years, at a cost of $52,500.
A peculiar experience encounter-ed
in connection w ith this and
other deep holes in different
parts of Germany is, that the ob-served
temperatures, whi e steadi-ly
increasing with the depth, show
a smaller ratio of increase in the
lower strata."
If the increase of temperature
begins to decrease its ratio, say
at 5,000 feet, it is reasonable to
suppose that at 10,000 feet deep
the same temperature as that at
the surface of the earth might be
found. Sections of the earth's
interior are in a deeply heated
state, but this results from local
causes attributable to inflammable
matter deposited in vast quanti-ties.
These raging fires find an
escape through volcanoes.
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BY COL. A. T. DAVIDSON.
NO. II.
[continued from last issue.]
wounded by a bayonet in the
charge of Fergerson's men. But
I must stDp this or I will not have
time to speak of others. In the
neighborhood of Sandy Mush,
Col. James Lowrey lived, a fine,
genial, clever gentleman, worthy
of any people and held in highest
esteem. I do not know where
you could go to find his superior.
Is it not strange that these old-time
country gentlemen were pos-sessed
of such courtly manners ;
but it is a fact that they did thus
demean themselves, and Col.
Lowrey was a type of this class.
He was my friend whom I remem-ber
Avith the most sincere and
grateful feelings.
Coming on towards Asheville,
you reached the neighborhood of
Turkey Creek ; and here you
found James Gudger, the father
of most of the long line of that
name in this county. He was an
upright, just man, with more than
ordinary ability ; had much to do
with public alTairs, and never for-feited
the esteem of his friends.
I think it was he who said he had
but one plank in his political
platform, and that was, "Stick to
my principles, and stand by my
friends." He lived a long and use-ful
life, and died respected and
lamented, leaving a numerous
line of useful descendants, many
of whom I would like to mention,
but cannot for the want of time.
These are some of the typical
men whom 1 knew on the west
side of the French Broad. They
prove what I said in the begin-ning,
that each particular neigh-borhood
had an honorable repre-sentative.
The town of Asheville was sin-gularly
fortunate in its early
citizenship. This paper is not
intended as an eulogy of particu-lar
persons, but only to bring into
notice the principle business
characters, and to show the early
beginning of this favored land.
Asheville naturally had the ad-vantage
of other localities ; it is
the center of a great circle, with
remarkable and convenientpasses
on the edges of the crater, con-verging
to a common center, hence
all who pass over the mountains
are bound to pass through Ashe-ville.
So it was ahead in the be-ginning,
is now, and must con-tinue
so to the end. It is the
center of one of the most beauti-ful
and extensive valleys in the
Alleghany range. It is at least
eighty by forty miles in North
Carolina, and extends from Paint
Rock in Madison through Bun-combe,
Henderson and Transyl-vania
counties to the South Caro-lina
line.
There is a strange tradition
about the location of the town,
and one not very creditable to
those in authority. The story is
this
:
The points in nomination were
the high, flat ridge about three
miles south of AsheviJie, on the
old Buncombe turnpike road, and
the present site, which was then
called Morristown. It happened
that there was a whisky shop at
this latter place, and to this the
commissioners repaired to d scuss
the question of location. As in
many a popular election, the
"Mountain Dew" was freely used
and won the day. I have heard
this story, how much truth there
is in it I am not prepared to say,
but here stands the town to vin-dicate
the memory of the citizens
or commissioners who did the
work, and all agree in saying it
was well done.
I am not here to write history,
but only to speak of things as I
remember them.
The character of the men who
began business in Asheville was
first-class ; and so begun and
handled, the place soon attracted
the attention of the surrounding
country, and it became the center
of trade, so as to supply the sim-ple
and necessary wants of the
back woods.
It is a singular fact that the old
settlers in the country, each had
his merchant in Asheville, not
only to supply his wants, but in
whom he confided as a trusted
friend. It seemed to be the poli-cy
of these early merchants to
help their country customers, and
to bridge them over in times of
misfortune and adversity; in this
way a trade was established here
and continued, creditable to any
people and commensurate with
the progress and settlement of
the years following. The princi-ple
merchants were, first, James
Patton, the elder ; then James W.
Patton, who from time to time
ha i in his house young men as
partners : James M. Smith. I. T.
Poor, Mont. Patton, Samuel
Chunn and Alfred, his son. I
have not time to speak of these
men as each of them deserves,
but must content myself by say-ing
they were men of sterling
worth and integrity ; all succeed-ed
in acquiring large fortunes for
this country, and left to their
children the memory of an un-sullied
reputation.
There were many others i n Ashe-vill
in the various professions and
avocations necessary to keep pace
with the business of this country.
Dr. G. F. E. Hardy, whose mem-ory
is still fresh, he was the lead-ing
physician of the place, and
also was cashier of the branch of
the Bank of Cape Fear, at this
place. He was a leader in social
life and a general favorite.
Col. James M. Alexander began
business here as a saddler, and
afterwards settled on the French
Broad, at a place now known as
•'Alexander's." He was one of
those of whom I have already
spoken as naturally a gentleman.
But I must go on to my reccol
lections of the country people,
and leave the present city with
its honored memories to take care
of itself. A few more persons
claim my attention.
On the Swannanoa there lived
the first settlers of the country.
Wm. Davidson entered a large
tract of land at the mouth of Bee
Tree creek, which he settled and
on which he raised a large family.
By the act of the General As-sembly,
laying off this county,
the first court was held at his
house ; this old Davidson home-stead
must be the place, as I have
enquired carefully of the family,
and am sure he never lived at
any other place west of the Blue
Ridge.
The impression has been that
the residence of the late John
Patton, on the bank of the
Swannanoa, now a part of the
purchase of Vanderbilt from P.
F. Patton, was the place, but this
is a mistake; it was as I have
stated. Davidson was the first
Senator from this county, entered
large quantities of land, then the
county of Burke. He was the
father of Col. Samuel W. David-so)
j, who was well known to the
people. It does not become us to
speak of the general value of this
man and his family; sufl'ice it to
say. he was one of the first to fell
the forest and plant the seed
which has produced the abundant
harvest we are now reaping, and
of which his descendants are
justly proud.
I am sorry I have not time to
dwell more particularly on the
citiz us of this locality, now the
home of the best—such as the
Gudgers, Joseph and William,
the Whitsons, Patt'ius, Burgiiis,
Youngs, Alexanders, etc., etc., all
honorable people, wlio performed
their several duties well in their
day and deserve well of their
country.
Only one other section can I
notice here, and that is Reems
Creek and Ivy. A few families
I remember living there, who
made a decided impression on
me. David Vance, the elder,
father of David, Samuel and
Robert. He was the first clerk
of the court of this county, took
part in our struggle for inde-pendence,
was at King's Moun-tain,
was Colonel of the malitia,
and this, just after the war, was
an office of great responsibility.
He had three sons — Samuel,,
who married Miss Weaver, and
moved to the Duck River coun-try,
in Middle Tennessee ; Dr.
Vance, who represented this
district in Congress, and David,
the father of Senator Vance and
Gen. R. B. Vance; these are too
well known to require any no-tice
at my hand. It is enough
to say that the record of this
family is sufficient to make any
man feel, to say the least of it,
glad that he can be a citizen of
that verdant country which gave
them birth.
The Weavers are citizens of
this section and have performed
their part well in upholding and
maintaining good jrovernment
and morality. They are worthy
people and exercise beneficent
influences on all around them.
Nehemiah Blackstocks lived
and died in this section, well
known to all our people as an
honorable and useful man, was
prominent in public affairs, was
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the equal of any and surpassed
by few. He was my friend np-on
whom I greatly relied for ad-vice
in the struggles incident to
the beginning of my ]3rofessional
career, and I could do no less
than speak of him as I have.
Peace to his ashes.
This ends my hurried and very
imperfect 'bird's eye view'' of
Buncombe. I am sure there are
others cjuite as worthy as those
mentioned who deserve notice,
but when it is known that I have
only an hour in which to deliver
this address, j^ou will pardon
me.
RECOLLECTIONS OF MY PROFESSION-AL
LIFE.
I entered tbe profession of the
law on January 1, 184.5, with Gen.
R. M. Henry and J. A. B. Fitz-gerald
as my classmates. We
were the students of Michael
Francis of Waynesville.
I come to the discussion of this
part of my subject with feelings
of a mixed character. When I
call the roll but one answers, and
"I feel like one who treads alone
some banquet hall deserted."
This is sad, but when 1 remember
the scenes and pleasant avoca-tions
through which we passed in
a living and active career it is
p easant, and this latter view will
occupy my present reflections.
When I came to the bar on this
circuit, in the French Broad Val-ley
and west to the Georgia and
Tennessee lines, the gentlemen
who were then in full practice
were Jo«hua Roberts, (^eo. W.
Candler, Felix Axley, John Rolen,
Michael Francis, N. W. Woodfin,
John Baxter, George Baxter, Col.
S. B. Gaither, Wra. Shipp, Gen. R.
M. Henry, and J. A. B. Fiizgerald.
These constituted the Bar and
rode the circuit, as we did then,
until about 1855, when Judge A.
S. Merrimon, Senator Z. B. Vance,
Maj. Marcus Erwiu, Gen. B. M.
Edney, P. W. Roberts and Col.
David Coleman were added to
the list. You will say at once
this was a strong reinforcement.
Several distinguished lawyers left
the profession just as' I entered.
Gen. John G. Bynum and Gen. T.
L. Clingman, who added to the
list, made an array of talent and
sound ability rarely met with,
and would compare favorably
with the Bar in any place in the
State. In judging from the dis-tinguished
positions attained by
many of this class, we could not
find a locality where so many
have distinguished themselves.
The court usually began in
Cherokee (where I then lived) in
March and September, and we all
join d and made the circuit from
thence eastward to Asheville,
where I usually stopped. We
traveled together on horseback,
stopped at the same hotels in the
towns, and at the same wayside
inns in the country, and it was
not unusual to have ten or fifteen
of us together at one of these
country stopping places, and it
was here that the wit and humor
of the profession broke loose in
all its force, and good humor
ruled the house. It is a fact that
nearly all or a great majority of
those mentioned were gentlemen
of fine humor, and but few given
to strong drink, so that the jest
and humor was of the best char-acter,
without boistering or noise.
Mr. N. W. Woodfin was re-markable
for his humor, clear cut
and original. Mr. Candler ex-celled
in his country stories, ta-ken
from his observations of ac-tual
life, and when he took the
floor and was in the proper mood
• he usually held it in silence to
the climax, when there were up-roarous
bursts of applause. Mr.
J. W. Woodfin was the sunshine
of the circle, was always in a
good humor, and told a story well,
his only diificulty was he would
get so full of the humor of his
story he could scarcely wait for
the laughing place.
I recall many of our staying
places, the first going from here
was James Patton's, beyond the
Pigeon. Here we would meet a
good humored, fine old gentleman
as landlord, with his big country
fireplaces, and roaring hickory
wood fires, a table groaning with
all that was desirable to eat, good
beds and plenty of cheer, supper,
lodging and breakfast, horse well
fed and groomed, bill fifty cents,
and this was uniform for twenty
years. So at Daniel Eryson's, on
Scott's creek, same fare and same
bill. At Wm. Walker's, at Valley-town,
one of the best houses in
Western North Carolina, the bill
for man and horse was fifty cents.
A great staying place was N. S.
Garret's on the Nantahala, at a
place called Aquone, here we met,
here we chased the deer, here we
beguiled the trout in that crystal
stream with the fly, here we
whiled away many a pleasant
summer afternoon, in these at-tractive
sports. Good, dear old
friends I can see you all now in
fancy ; but this vanishes and I
remember that you are no more.
Michael Francis was a Scotch-man,
educated in Edinburgh, a
thorough scholar, was one of those
warm hearted, florid Scotchmen,
that is peculiar to his country-men.
He weighed three hundred
and thirty pounds, was one of the
most forcible and clear logicians
at the Bar, was remarkable in his
study and observations of the
human mind, so that he was com-plete
master of the facts of a case,
and was able to deduce from the
facts in each particular case the
inwardness of the mind of the
witness, and had a happy and
strong way of illustrating the
way that the common mind reach-ed
conclusions. He had studied
human nature so closely that he
could divine the secret intents of
the heart. So that he was a pow-er
invincible before a jury. Add-ed
to this great power he was a
thorough lawyer, ab e to cope
with the best, and remarkable for
his powers of condensation and
force. He was a pioneer in many
new points of law in this circuit
and stands at the head of the pro-fession,
as the adjudged cases in
the supreme court will attest. He
was a great platform speaker and
led in formingpolitical sentiment.
Was a member of the House of
Commons and Senate and dis-charged
every public duty with
honor and ere lit to his constitu-ents.
He was my good preceptor
whom I have closely studied and
tried to follow. And I could not
say less of him now.
It would take the most of a
volume to bring out all the pe-culiar
traits of character of each
of my brethren with whom I was
associated in my early practice.
And I must be allowed to close
this address with a general re-sume
of the profession, intended
only to embrace the era between
1845 and 1861.
The profession was able, stu-dious,
painstaking and thorough.
I have been an honest and care-sul
observer of many deliberative
assemblies, have watched with
much care and interest the appli-cation
and power of the human
mind so as to learn from careful
observation how great men, so
called, look at subjects and come
to conclusions, with all of which I
have been much impressed, and
trust I have been profited there-by.
But after all this, I am bound
to say that the trial of cases in
this mountain circuit has impress-ed
me more than any other body
of men I have ever met for sin-cerity,
force, learning and logic.
Here we were in a large and ex-tensive
district of country, the
courts distantly situated, without
books, at each town finding the
"Revised Statutes," and perhaps
the "Digest of the Supreme
Court," yet with these we tried
our cases ably and well, and have
been well sustained by adjudged
cases.
In court the common law plead-ing
prevailed, beginning with the
writ—bringing defendant into
court. The appearance of the de-fendant,
issues joined and the
case was ready for trial, without
circumlocution or clerical talent.
The fight was an old field drawn
out, set too as Judge Read says :
"We drew the sword and threw
away the scabbard," or in more
classical terms it would be better
to say, "The devil take the hinder-most."
It is a fact, however with all
the spirit with which cases were
tried and often with the mani-festation
of temper exhibited, no
unkind or angry feeling ever
went outside the court house, and
we all closed the circuit to enter
our homes as friends.
But the war came on and like
a great besom of destruction
passed over the land, we were
separated never again to meet as
a fraternal band of brothers.
IWV FIRST BAI^i^irET.
BY C. D. GOOCH.
(Continued from No. 11.)
Henceforward, till the close of
his remarks, our class was flatter-ed
ceaselessly and terribly ; and
we, its members, with many con-ceits,
were lashed uncomfortably
sore by this flattery.
His remarks, nearing coraple-
tion, I was startled by hearing my
name, given by the speaker in full,
"to respond to The Pressr Had
a mortal risen from the dead ad-dressed
me, I could not have been
so utterly surprised. I thought I
knew the gentleman from an oc-casional
visit paid rhe office of
the newspaper, whose daily edi-tions
he helped in producing
—
dreaming myself utterly unnotic-ed
and unknown—1, the merest
school boy, an embarrassed speak-er
in our college society halls ; I
to address an assemblage of all
the intellect, and learning, and
experience, and eloquence of a
large and enlightened city ; I, who
for the first time had beheld the
wonders of a banquet; I. to res-pond
to a toast—to such a toast
as The Press! Here were judges,
and preachers, and lawyers, au-thors
and writers, and poets, doc-tors,
politicians, aethetes, college
professors, and college superin-tendents,
(including our own)
critics, editors a- d reporters—all
reviewers, and I to be reviewed !
I had thought scarcely ten min-utes
previously how terribly aw-ful
it would be to speak before
such a cultured congregation.
But 1 must rise or cowardly
sneak beneath the table. One
was more than I could endure ; I
could not endure the other. Com-prehending
my position fully, a
position that was too horribly
great for embarrassment, and
aided somewhat by the influence
of champagne, I arose and made
my talk with a calmness that was
equally surprising to myself and
to those who were well acquaint-ed
with my public timidity.
'•Gentlemen," I said, "I have
never been to a banquet before ; I
have never heard a toast before.
I came to-night for 'rhe purpose of
learning all about both.
But the idea of the gentleman
calling on me to respond to the
Press, represented by such a pa-per
as the C A , (the
journal of which the previous
speaker was a'=!sociate editor),
and then in alleviation of the
satirical wrong, the N and
('
, or the C Daily
Sun, the Press has done its duty,
enough to know.
Daniel Webster, in his reply to
Hayne, in their celebrated debate
in Congress, after Hayne had
praised South Carolina to the
skies, said respecting Mussachu-setts
: 'I fully yield the gentleman
all he has said of South Carolina ;
I will say nothing with regard to
Massachusetts. There is her his-tory
; there she is as she stands
to-day. The world knows her
character; the world knows her
good works. I will not praise her
for she needs no encomiums/
Similarly, gentlemen, with the
Class of Ninety and the C
Prees, the gentleman has flattered
us, has lauded our class to the
skies. With regard to the Press I
will say : There she stands ; there
is her works—her past history
;
she need sno praise of mine—she
will bear no encomiums."
So Saying, I took mj- seat and
was applauded vociferously for
several minutes. Everv editor in
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the hall drank to my health ; my
hand was shaken sore with con-gratulations,
and the editor of
the truly representative journal
of the city, said to me, "you have
immortalized yourself to-night."
Every accompanying circum-stance—
and circumstances often
do more than the actor, was favor-able
for me, and my pert associ-ate
editor was chagrinned beyond
thought. I do not remember
seeing him again after my re-marks,
which was ray first, and so
far, my last "toast."'
March 6, 1891.
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TIIKPERSECITIO.^ OF TllK
JEAVS*.
Read hefore the Lyceum. April
2, 1891.
BV W. H. MALONE.
The recent conduct of the Hus-sion
government toward the Jews
has caused the condition of this
long persecuted people to be con-sidered
throughout the civilized
world.
But a few months ago we had
much said as to the inhuman
treatment of Siberian prisoners
by the "Autocrat of all the Rus-sias,"'
many of whom are Jews.
The treatment of the Grand Duch-ess
Elizabeth, the grand daughter
of Queen Victoria, by her hus-band
at this time, shows the in-tolerent
spirit of the people. The
Grand Duke Louis, who is a
brother of the present Czar, mar-ried
a grand daughter of Victoria,
of England, and it i^ said that he
does not allow his wife to attend
the church of her own choice, bu^
is required to abandon the re-ligion
in which she wn shorn. This
young princess is now protesting
against this intolerance, and has
appealed for a divorce to her fath-er,
the Grand Duke Louis of
Hesse, and to her grandmother,
Queen Victoria. It is not to be
wondered at, then, that the Jews
should suffer from such despotic
intolerance.
The various Christian churches
of the civilized nations are be-ginning
to express condemnation
of the persecution of the He-brews,
and as an indication of
this movement, I quote from the
Washington Post of a recent
date
:
Mr. Wm. E. Blackstone, of
Chicago, recently visited the
President, in company with Sec-retary
Blaine, and presented a
memorial in behalf of the Rus-sian
Jews. He explained that
the memorial was the result of a
conference of Christians and
Jews recently held in Chicago,
and called especial attention to
the fact that it did not antagonize
Russia, but onlysoughtin a peace-able
w^ay to give the Jews con-trol
of their homes in Palestine.
He pointed out many eviden-ces
of the possibility of great de-velopment
of that country, both
agriculturally and commercially,
under an energetic government,
an said that the railroad now
building from Joppa to Jeruselem,
if extended to Damascus, Tad-mor,
and down the Euphrates,
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could not fail to become an inter-national
highway.
He said that the poverty of the
Turkish government gives empha-sis
to the proposed indemnity by
funding a portion of the Turkish
national debt through Jewish
capitalists, and that only peace-able
diplomatic negotiations are
asked for, to the end that all pri-vate
ownership oi land and prop-erty
be carefully respected and
pro ected.
In closing he said that being on
such friendly te'-ms with Russia,
and having no complications in
the Orient, it is most fitting and
hopeful that our Government
should initiate the friendly move-ment
to the wandering millions
of Israel a settled and permanent
home.
The President listened atten-tively
to Mr. Blackstone's remarks,
and promised to give the subject
serious consideration.
This paper further says :
The condition of the Hebrews
in Kussia is attracting more than
ordinary attention in this city.
The memorial which was present-ed
to the President last week up-on
the subject of the persecuted
people and the plan to purchase
the land of Palestine from the
Turkish government has aroused
a great deal of interest.
An impression has in som'.>
manner become prevalent that
this scheme is not only to provide
an asylum for the down trodden
in Kussia, but that it is in line
with the tradition that some day
the Children of Israel will once
more possess the land of promise.
This idea is denied in the state-ments
of the most intelligent and
progressive Hebrews of this city
and of the country. They say
that the idea that the thoughts of
the Jews are continually turned
toward the possession of the land
of Palestine, and that they live
in the hope of once more being
the inhabitants of Jerusalem and
the Holy Land, is erroneous.
In the language of Rabbi Stern,
the Jews are ready to make their
home wherever they are treated
with humanity, and where they
can assimilate with the cou try.
They certainly do hold the land
of Palistine in great reverence
and ven»^ration, as having been
the place of the holy temple, and
the scene of the greatest glory of
the people. That glory, however,
departed 2,000 years ago, and the
modern Jew simply has the same
reverence for this land as is enter-tained
by the Christian, who looks
on it with veneration as having
been the scene of the Saviour's
life and work.
The idea in the scheme propos-ed
in the petition to President
Harrison and the Department of
State is purely and simply a plan
for the relief of the oppressed
people in Russia. There are
many plans now on foot, as was
explained by Mr. Lewis Abraham
in a conversation on the subject.
One has about matured in San
Francisco, where a stock compa-ny
with $1,000,000 capital has
been organized to carry out a col-onization
scheme and transplant
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a» many of the Russian Jews as
possible to the Pacific Slope. An-other
scheme is to establish a
colony in Mexico. Another, which
is attracting wide attention, is to
make a refuge for them in the
Argentine Republic, while a plan
is on foot among some English
philanthropists to give them a
home in Australia.
The advantages of the Pales-tine
plan is that the cost of trans-portation
would be much less
than to bring such immense num-bers
to this side of the Atlantic,
and it would also be very pleas-ant
to the orthodox Jews to get
back to a country that was once
their seat of power.
Who are these Jews—this peo-ple
so hated, so misunderstood,
persecuted, banished, expatriat-ed?
Are they not the people who
have conferred the greatest bless-ings
upon humanity, and who
have carried to the nations of the
earth the blessings of Christiani-ty
and civilization ?
A great writer has recently
said of the Hebrew- :
"Their virtue in domestic life
is wonderful ; they are temperate
in their conduct, in their lives,
and in their dealings, and, not-withstanding
all the scorchings
they have received, have stood in
the forefront in every country
where opportunity has been given
them. Have they not been pa-triots
in every part of the world?
Have they not in Asia, Africa,
and Europe been distinguished
by integrity, wiiich showed that
they were part and parcel of the
land on which they lived ? Where
opportunity has not been given to
them to rise they have degenerat-^
ed on the same scale as their sur-roundings,
never, however, fall*
ing as low as their persecutors..
For they had the law and the tra-ditions
of the fathers, who never
proselyted. Their strength has
consisted in their opposition to
proselytism. They have not cre-ated
enmity amoiiu; other faiths
by desiring to strengthen their
own at their expense. This con-dition,
though created a feeling
of bitterness, of envy, and of
jealousy.
For 1,800 years preceding the
dawn of modern civilization,,
when monarchs were fighting
monarchs and the nobility con-sidering
it degrading to work,,
when the money was among^
the Jews and when the security
for loans was insecure, the system
of usury was created, a system
forced upon the Jews. They
clung to the only means by which .
they could bribe their would-be
persecutors. Then, if the Jew
became an outcast, a paria, whose
fault was it? From agricultural-ists
they became merchants and
traders, and from traders they
were driven to a position which
has been handed down in Shylock.
How unjust! Think of it, that
Christian people should so far for-get
the lessons of their own Bi-ble
and their own faith as to per-secute
the founders of their re-ligion
and to poison the fountaiiL
head of modern civilization."
Hon. Simon Simon Wolf, for-
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merlA Consul General to Egypt, a
learned Hebrew, in a recent lec-ture
in Washington City, uses the
following language :
"Millions of my race have been
lortured, slaughtered, poisoned,
and stretched upon the rack, un-til
their cries must have risen to
Him on high. It was Jewish
money, wrung from the Jews by
Ferdinand and Isabella, that fit-ted
out the vessels for Christopher
Columbus, and it was a Jew, so it'
is said, who tirst stepped on
America's shores. The first to
land in this glorious country, the
Jerusalem of the prophets, the
Jerusalem to which thinking men
cling, and for which the Jew is
ready to shed his blood. We ask
for no tolerance because we are
Jews. We are a part and parcel
of tJiis country, having contribut-ed
to its success and prosperity
as much as any other people. All
that we ask is that you investi-gate
the why and wherefore of
these things. Religion has noth-ing
to do with it, as a lad}^ or a
gentleman are born such.
For 1,500 years Europe was en-veloped
in absolute darkness, ex-cept
in Spain, where the Moors
and the Jews were tlie custodions
of the light which survived
hatred and fanaticism, and at last
broke forth in the broad sunlight
of the present day.
Referring then to his stay in
Egypt, Mr. Wolf called attention
to the fact that as Babylon, Da-mascus,
Balbec,Rome, and Greece,
where the Jews . had suffered,
waned in the scale of humanity,
the Jews rose, and recalled the
words of Disraeli, that the race
had "the proud distinction of a
great race, exemplifying the fact
that there is a God in Israel, and
that truth must and shall prevail.
So of England, in Warsaw, Frank-fort,
Mayence, and other places
could be told stories so revolting,
so barbarous, that they would
curdle the blood. What can you
expect of a government whose
ruler is in constant dread for his
own life, and cannot learn the
real state of affairs? If preju-dice
has been engendered it is
entirely due to the condition to
which the Jews has been forced.
When man has been fo'-ced to the
lowest condition he is nothing but
an animal fighting for his wife
and children."
The most liberal and enlighten-ed
nations of the earth, have, to a
considerable extent, already con-'
demned the rigid political and
social proscriptions of these peo-ple.
But recently the name of
the great British i)remier, Disra-eli,
was famous throughout the
civilized earth, while his literary
productions have charmed the
reading world. This race have
furnished scholars, scientiests and
artists for France, Germany and
other nations. By the use of
their great money power they
have decided the fate of govern-ments
and empires. And it is
hoped that the spirit of religious
intolerance has greatly abated,
and the idea is prevalent that re-ligion
does not consist in creeds
and dagmas, but in a real refor-
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mation of the heart. We have
thought more of the ''golden rule"
and have learned to ignore pre-tence
in religion as well as in busi-ness.
We have learned that the rigid,
oppressive, soulless conduct hand-ed
down in Shylock is not con-fined
to the Jews, and that many
of these modern Christians (by
profession) can charge usury un-til
old Shylock himself would
blush. We have seen the "pound
of flesh"" demanded all over this
professed Chaistian land.
But this opposition to and con-demnation
of the persecution of
the Hebrews is prompted by the
strongest sentiments of mercy
and liumanity. Here is a great
nation scattered over the earth
—
'"a resident everywhere and a citi-zen
no where."' They have been
the object of hostile and proscrip-tive
legislation ; millions of them
have been driven from the hearth-stones
of their fathers to dwell
in a strange land. And we have
a great ruler, whose life is only
preserved daily by an armed po-lice,
declaring that 2,000,000 of
these defenseless people must
seek other lands than Russia. In
no country under the sun could a
movement to relieve these peo-ple
be originated with such ap-propriateness
as in the United
States. Here we have no religious
test—here we have "Church and
State separate." The sympathy
of the great American heart
flows out to the utmost parts of
the arth in behalf of the perse-cuted,
the down-trodden and op-pressed.
]li:«>$TER.
BY MRS. H. A. MULLINGS.
Chapter hi.
All day long the battle had
raged ; only with the falling shad-ows
of night had the rain of fire
ceased. On the field lay the dead
and dying, singly and in heaps.
Some had crawled together to die
in huddled companionship. The
Southern cross had won, but with
heavy loss. The battle field was
now deserted by the moving mass
of men and naught was heard
but the groans of the wounded
and some
"'Of the men
Rolling out all alone the death rattle.''
Slowly wending his way over
the field is the bent form of an
old man, the lantern in his tremb-ling
hand is flashed across the
prostrate forms before him. He
stops often, heeding the cry for
water ; then he wipes the blood
away from dead faces to see if
each one is his master's ; then he
lifts a dying head and places it
in a more comfortable position.
He is faint and weary; not a
morsal of food has passed the old
man's lips during the day. Again
he glances on the faces lying
about him to see if they resem-ble
that of the one he is seeking.
It is uncle Joe. From early morn-ing
he has watched the battle,
straining his eyes through the
smoke to catch a glimpse of the
man in whose wake he always
follows.
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'"I can't find him, but he must
be here, 'cause I seen him fall
when we charged de Yankee front
rank, and dey broke. God help
me fine him. Let uncle Joe fine
de boy he use to carry in his
arras. Young master, were is
you ?^'
His tears fell fast and blinded
him, but still he continued to
flash the lantern to and fro.
"Marse Malcolm, Marse Mal-colm,"
he called, "answer you po
ole servant, if you kin."
A low moan fell upon his listen-ing
ear. It proceeded from a lit-tle
thicket on his right. Reach-ing
the spot he soon found the
object of his search, but the life-tide
was ebbing fast. Joe knelt
beside him and pouring out some
brandy held it to the soldier's lips,
and saw with satisfaction that he
could drink it, but he was too
weak from loss of blood to speak.
Near by was a spring of clear,
cool water; Joe hastened to it
and quickly returned with a can-teen
full, then bathed his master's
face and gave him some to drink.
A little more liquor revived the
wounded man ; the eyelids opened
and the lips moved.
"I is here, master, don't you
know me? Open your eyes again,
an speak jes once, I has been
huntiu' fur you so long. Did'nt
you know ole Joe would come ?"
"It is all over with me old man.
I am dying. Don't let them move
me; let me die herein as little
pain as possible. A little more
brandy, Joe. Ah ! to think the
last sip from the cellars of Glen-clair
is drank—dying on the field
of battle—dying friendless and
alone, save for you, my faithful
servant. Kismet I it is fate, and
I die believing in it like the Turk,
only I do not say, "-God is God and
Mahomet is His prophet.'
"
"I hab nebber heard ob him,
but I read in de Book 'who-so-eb-er
believeth dat Jesus is de Christ
is born ob God.' Does you believe
dat^ Marse Malcolm ?"
"1 hope so, Joe—1 sincerely
hope so."
"Say you does. Confess now,
in dis your last hour. Let me
pray fur you."
The soldier bowed his head,
and the old man prayed fervently,
making strong supplication be-fore
the throne of God.
"Thanks. Joe. God hears the
humblest prayer, and yours are so
much more acceptable to God
than mine ; yours comes from the
heart, with a child-like trust."
"Yes, you is right, I trus Him
always, eben in dis hour of agony
an bloody sweat, in dis hour ob
departure, when you and me is
parti n' for eber, my lamp of
faith is burnin' bright, fur dat
lamp-light show me de Lamb ob
God dat take away de sin ob de
world."
"Keep the lamp ever burning,
Joe, and the glorious flame will
light your way to the throne of
God ; but I am thinking of home,
of Mabel, my motherless, soon to
be fatherless, child. She is deso-late
indeed, with none to protect
her."
"You furgits Hester and me."
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•'Oh. I know that both of yon
will do more than your duty, but
there is much at stake besides.
I fear this struggle will end dis-astrously,
for things are soing
wrong. Remember Joe, Hester
a'>d yourself are to remain with
Mabel. Colonel Carringdon is
her guardian, but I desire that
you two never leave her—that is
my will. When Mabel is of age
or married, Hester and yourself
are free, and a sufficient sum is
to be given you to support you all
your days."
Here the dying man weakened
pe ceptibly, and lay for some
time with closed eyes.
"Brandy, Joe. Keep me up
until I have told you all. Come
close , old man. Theie is one
promise you must make me : Take
me home ; carry me to dear old
Glenclair, have the vault opened
and let me rest forever by my
dear Mabel's side. There is a joy
in dying, hoping to see her again.
I am selfish enough to long to be
released to be with her I loved so
well. To live is to be with my
child ; to die is reunion with mj''
wife. The last love is the strong-est,
and the chill of death does
not make that love grow cold.''
He was growing weaker every
moment and the end was near.
Joe sat on the ground beside him,
holding his hand. The lantern
had burned out. The ambulance
corps were at work removing the
wounded.
"Mabel, Mabel," murmured the
soldier, "so you came to meet me,
dear? Kiss me, darling. I thought
to meet you on the other side.
Bah ! it is a shadow, not a sub-stance
; Joe, there is Mabel stand-ing
beside you—don't you see
her?"
Joe shook as with an ague, but
bravely kept his watch.
"Tell her to place her hand up-on
my head—hush ! I hear the
boom of cannon and the shriek-ing
of shells through the air ; they
are falling about Glenclair, bury-ing
themselves near my resting
place. It is a fitting departure
for a soldier's soul. Little Mabel,
father's last thought is of you.
Joe, tell her—rernember every-thing
I have told—."
A pressure of the old man's
hand, and he was dead.
A shriek of despair and the
servant fell insensible over his
master.
Hearing the cry the men hur-ried
to the spot. At first it was
thought that both were dead ; but
uncle Joe revived, and nerving
himself for the task he assisted
in bearing Malcolm Cameron from
the field. Arrangements were
made to send the soldier to sleep
among his kindred at Glenclair.
The body was sent to the depot,
and for hours before the train left
the passers-by saw a rough pine
box on the platform and an old
black man sitting beside it.
"What are you doing here?"
some asked.
"Takin' young master home,"
was ever the sad reply.
Colonel Carrington occupied a
finely situated country house in
one of the (then) middle districts
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of South Carolina. Its nearness
to the town and the delightful
climate made it all that could be
desired by refugees driven from
the low country. The plantation
ran along the high road for a con-siderable
distance, and the con-tinual
passing and repassing re-lieved
the monotony of country
life. The house was large and
commodious, standing in a grove
of shade trees, a cool and shady
retreat it had proven from the
scorching summer heat, and in
winter the snow and heavy icicles
had been a revelation to the sea-coast
people who had scarcely
ever seen them.
Here Mabel had passed many
pleasant days in the companion-ship
of Lily. The family had
made many friends among the
planters for miles around, and the
young people of the neighbor-hood
delighted to gather at the
Colonel's hospitable home and
get up impromptu dances, riding
parties and pic-nics.
Will Carrington came home on
sick furlough, but managed to
have a very agreeable time be-tween
his ailments. He said he
would have to keep them up in
imagination to ease his conscience
for remaining so long from his
post of duty.
In that quiet country home,
where peace and tranquility reign,
it was hard to realize that war
and devastation stalked abroad
through the land. The days were
days of pleasantness and the
nights were passed in that restful
sleep that security brings.
''Come, Mabel, let us go for a
long ride. The day is lovely, and
we can leave miles behind us,"
said Will, giving her an affection-ate
kiss, "you look distressingly
woe-begone."
"I am much depressed. Will
;
why, I cannot tell, but the feeling
haunts me, and I cannot cast it
off'. There is something terrible
going to happen. Hester says so ;
she feels as I do, and makes me
more miserable. Let us go for a
gallop ; I may ride my depressing
impressions off."
Soon they were in the saddle,
the dogs following behind. It
was a typical Southern winter's
day—and almost spring like—
a
day to make the most of ; for,
like all such glorious days, the
succeeding one was as likely to
be cold, wet and disagreeable.
[to be continued.]
'KISMET.'
BY ADELAIDE S, TAIT.
"'Elaine ! Elaine ! Oh, where on
earth is that hateful gal ?" cried
Aunt Hannah, wrathfully, as she
w^ped the "dew of toil" from her
face with the corner of her apron.
"Elaine, come here this minute,
do you hear me ?"
In response to the summons a
lithe, graceful girl, with luminous
brown eyes and an abundance of
soft golden hair, came timidly in-to
the kitchen where Mrs. Mun-day
(better known as Aunt Han-nah)
was busily engaged cooking.
"Well," cried the irate lady,
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eyeing her niece suspiciously,"
''been cryin' haint ye? If I wus
in your place I'd not go snivelling
around about a man ez never
keered enough about me to come
nigh me when he left ; jest coolly
went and never ez much ez writ
you a line since—with all his fine
promises."
"Indeed, x\unt, Pm not crying
about Tom Fortesque. He is
nothing to me,"—with a sob
—
''absolutely nothing."
"Well," remarked Mrs. Mun-day,
whose anger is rapidly in-creasing,
" 'tain't your fault if he
ain't, and I'll have it understood
that you hain't uo time to waste
cryin' after city pictur painters
ez haint no idee uv marrying pore
country gals. Now jest let -this
be the end uv it. Thar's the
cow to milk, supjjer to git,
and the clothes to fetch in, and
I'll warrant ye that'll keep yer
busy."
* * * tV * *
''Aunt Hannah, thar's a lady on
the porch," said Jim Brower, a
neighbor's child, in a mysterious
whisper, "a rale lady, an' she
says to me rale kind like, 'my
little man, can you tell Aunt
Hannah I wish to see her?' an I
said 'yessum,' an' she give me
this," said Jim enthusiastically,
displaying a bright silver dollar.
'"Look here, Jimmie," said Aunt
Hannah, endeavoring to seize the
money, "you jest han' me that
dollar. Air you a plum fool, boy,
to think the lady meant it for
you ?"
But Jimmie artfully evaded her
outstretched hand and skipped
gaily away to show his treasure to
his companions across the way.
"I'll make him sup sorrow fur
that yit," said she to herself as
she hurried to the porch to see
the "rale lady."
"Well, Aunt Hannah, you did-n't
expect to see me so soon, did
you? But the fact is, I want to
see Elaine," said Mary Ward.
"Can you tell me where I will
find her ?"
''I can't tell, I'm shore," replied
Aunt Hannah, "but I expose she's
in the garding somewhares or
maybe in the orchid."
"Well, I'm in a hurry," said
the good-natured Maiy, who, by
the way, is exceedingly rich and
fine looking. '"I guess I'd better
go and look for her."
"No, you jest take a cheer and
I'll hunt her myself," said Aunt
Hannah, who is always polite
and accommodating to people of
means.
"Pray don't. Aunt Hannah,"
cried Mary. "I would much pre-fer
going myself," and the fat old
lady assented, with a grunt of
dis*appro*val.****
"Why, Elaine, my dear, what is
the matter?"
"Oh, I beg your pardon," cried
Elaine, springing to her feet and
drying her swollen, tear-stained
eyes. "I didn't know any one
was near. Miss Ward."
"Oh, that's all right, my poor
child. I've come to ask if you
would like to come to my recep-tion
to-night?"
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"Me go to a reception, Miss
Ward? Why, surely you cannot
mean it? In fact," looking du-biously
at her dingy cotton frock,
"I've nothing suitable to wear."
'*0h, don't worry about that.
My dresses will fit you to a 'T.'
Can you come, Elaine ?"
''I fear, indeed, I know. Aunt
Hannah would not allow me,"
replied the girl, "but, oh, if she
only would !" she exclaimed, with
a great longing in the sweet,
dreamy eyes.
"I'll ask her," said Mary, "and
I'm sure she won't refuse. Come,
let's make haste. And now, my
dear, tell me why you were cry-ing,
wjn't you ?"
"Oh, it was nothing," sighed
Elaine, "only—oh, Mary, I am so
unhappy, if only my father
would come for me or let me know
that he still lives. I will not be-lieve
he has forsaken me."
"My poor little girl," said Mary,
tenderly placing her arm around
Elaine's slender waist, "It will all
come right, believe me. I feel it.
I am sure no father would ever
forsake so sweet a child as you.
Now, dry your eyes. Don't let
your aunt see that you have been
crying. There she is. 'Now
comes the tug of war."
'
"Aunt Hannah," says the heir-ess,
in her most gracious tones,
"won't you let Elaine come to my
reception to-night? Do, please,
Aunt Hannah," continues Mary,
noticing the look of cold displeas-ure
that creeps into the old lady's
eyes.
"I jest can't do it," says Aunt
Hannah. "She haint nigh fin-ished
her work, an' pore gals like
Elaine hain't no business at rich
folk's big to-do's."
Mary quietly extracted a five-dollar
bill from her purse and
handed it to Mrs. Munday.
"Will you let her come?"
"Well," replied the old woman,
her eyes resting greedily on the
note, "I reckon I mout as well
let her go. I alius do the best I
kin fer Elaine, an' she knows it.
Now run, my dearie, and put on
your pmk caliker, so's not to keep
Miss Mary waiting—never mind
about the pink calico," said Mary,
"she won't need that," and turn-ing
to Ealine, said, "come, dear,
we must hurry—we have barely
time to dress."
"Well, I never !" exclaimed
Aunt Hannah, as the two girls
hurried away in the dusky moon-light,
"that sly minx, Elaine, is up
t*o so*me r*ick,*I'll w*arran*t."*
The Ward mansion is ablaze
with lights. The soft strains of
distant music fall upon the ears
of a young man who is wending
his wa}'^ to the stately, grand old
place. As he draws near, the
sound of rippling laughter and
the hum of innumerable voices
is heard. He sighs wearily. The
gay scene possesses no charm for
him. His mind is reverting to
the dreaded past and in his fancy
he is recalling how Elaine looked
when he last saw her. Presently,
as in a dream, he hears the foot-man
announce Mr. Fortesque, and
he is greeting his fair hostess.
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"I want to introduce a friend of
mine, Mr. Fortesque—oh, here
she comes now—my friend. Miss
Stuart, Mr. Fortesque. How they
acknowledge the introduction will
ever remain a mystery to both.
He feels the hot blood rushing
madly to his face as he confronts
the girl he loves and has wronged.
Yes, he has surely wronged this
frail, gentle creature. For has he
not whispered words of sweetest
love into her willing ear, and
taught her to return his passion?
when he was already the affianced
husband of another woman ? and
yet he loves her. Oh, dear heav-en,
how he loves her ! He had
fancied himself in love with state-ly
Irma Cameron, and she was
his promised wife. Then fate
threw him and Elaine Stuart to-gether,
and he realized too late
that he had wrecked, not only his
OAvn life, but that of the woman
he would have died for. He asks
her to dance and she consents.
They are soon whirling over the
polished flour to the mad. sweet
strains of "My Jewel." He in-voluntarily
presses the slender
figure closer, while she feels his
hot breath on her cheek. ''Ms
Queen ! My Queen !" he mur-murs
soto voce. "I must tell her
all about it," he mentally decides.
"I must break this odious engage-ment
with Irma." The music
ceases. "Come with me for a
promenade, Miss Stuart. 'Tis
fearfully warm here." Silently
she lays her little trembling hand
on his arm, and together they
seek the cool balcony.
'•Elaine," begins Fortesque, ab-ruptly,"!
owe you an explanation.
I know how you must think of
me," and then he tells her of his
engagement—the mad act of a
hot-headed boy when he first im-agines
himself in love.
"But, oh, Elaine, my love, tell
me that it is wrong for me to
marry Irma—I will ask her to re-lease
me from this engagement if
you will promise t'^ become my
wife—I am sure."
"Stop !" she cries. "Do you im-agine
for a moment that I am
base enough to wreck another
woman's happiness to secure my
own? No—a thousand times
—
no !"
"Heaven forbid that my father's
daughter should ever stoop so low
to conquer. Go back to the wo-man
who loves you—make her
happy, if you can, and my only
prayer is that you may never
cross my path again. A man who
is false to one woman will never
be true to another."
With these words she leaves
him and never again does he gaze
into the dark, soulful sorrow-Ja-den
eyes of Elaine Stuart.
A year has passed away. In a
brown stone mansion, on 5th Ave-nue,
whose silver door plate bears
the inscription— "Keginald Stu-art"—
we next find our little hero-ine.
Elaine's father has returned.
He had been sick unto death, but
had sent her money twice. This
Aunt Hannah must have received
and appropriated. He had come
back a rich man but greatly bro-ken
in health.
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No one is so popular and beau- wounds, but the scars must ever
tiful in New York society as remain.
Elaine Stuart and her aristocratic *******
father. But why is the sweet face Two years later we read in the
so pale and the shadows beneath same journal that had contained
the lustrous eyes so dark? the notice of the marriage of
Oh. money is a great thing, but Thos. Fortesque and Irma Cam-it
does not mend broken hearts, eron, the following: ''A brilliant
Elaine is reading in a society wedding—Mr. Francis Talbot and
journal —''Married on the 10th Miss Elaine Stuart." Then there
in.-<t. Mr. Thos. Fortesque and Miss followed a description of the
Irma Cameron." She does not grand ceremony—the bride's dress
finish the j^aragrapii ; the paper and the magnificent reception,
fails from her nerveless grasp, Elaine does not love him with the
and she realizes that the man she wild, youthful passion with which
loves is lost to her forever. She she loved Tom Fortesque, but
has sent him from her and now with the passionless afi'ection that
he IS lost—lost ! Slie moves to we regard a brother or a dear
her writing desk, touches a spring friend. She has married Mr.
—the secret drawer fiies open. Talbot scarcely knowing why she
There are his letters, there are did it. It was her father's dear-his
bonny grey eyes smiling at est desire, and she had married
her from his portrait. Long and him as women are marrying every
earnestly she gazes at it and day—without thinking—without
presses it passionately to her lips, asking herself the reason.
Then she gathers them together. My reader, you no doubt fancy
the letters and the portrait, and this a highly colored i-omance, but
crossing over to the grate casts yon have only to notice your mar-them
on the glowing coals. Good- ried friends more closely and you
bye my dear, lost love forever will find very few who have mar-aud
forever—good-bye ! ried for ''love's sweet sake."
She stands w^ith clasped hands And what of Aunt Hannah
—
and watches them blaze up, then will she still reside in her hum-smoulder
and fade away. How ble home and gosfip with her
emblematic of her own life—one neighbors about "'that ungrateful
bright gleam of joy, and then the huzzy. Elaine, who never az much
ashes of despair. She had re- az writ her a line since she got to
fused to blight anotlier woman's be a fine lady, nor sent her nary
life, and though her sorrow is al- a cent?'' Aunt Hannah seems ta
most greater than she can bear, have forgotten the checks which
she does not regret it. No, she repose in the village bank to the
had acted as any a good and hon- credit of Mrs. H. Munday, and
orable woman would. Time, the are really the property of Elaine,
great consoler, may heal her Mrs. Talbot is reclining on a.
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silken divan in her sumptuous
apartments and dreaming of the
"days that are no more''—not
with regret and longing—for El-aine
is not unhappy, but the mind
will revert to the days of our
earliest youth and first 1 ve. The
drooping Jids droop still lower
over the tender eyes. '"Tis fate,"
she murraers—"Kismet"—and as
sweet baby lios are lisping her
name and a soft, little hand creeps
into her own and she hears the
dear little voice saying—"I'se so
seepy, mama—so seepy,"she can-not
wish that it was otherwise.
Oh, Kismet, Kismet I
The Charleston Budget com-ments
on our Magazine in these
words :
Among many interesting arti-cles
in the Asheville Lyceum for
April may be specially mentioned
one by L. M. Hatch, on the "Poets
of South Carolina." The writer
reviews the numerous poets of
this State, citing many passages
from their writings.
In answer to questions Mr.
King, of the Atlanta Journal, ex-presses
the view that Rutherford-ton
has, by long odds, the best
immediate prospects for growth
and improvement of any village
in Western North Carolina. Mr.
King refers to its great advanta-ges
as a health resort, and to the
reasonable prices of property as
inducemei ts, and advises home
seekers to consult our Rutherford
real estate man, Mr, J. Mathews,
before locating anywhere else.
Mr. King's head is level. Per-sons
looking for a location should
allow no discouraging statements
to prevent their coming to Ruth-erfordton
to examine the proper-ty,
prices and advantages.
—
Euth-erjordton
Banner,
On the slaughter of harmless
birds, H. D. Gordon, in Nature
Notes^ portrays the slaying of the
innocent sea gulls, in telling lan-guage,
which well applies to the
useless killing of birds of all
kinds. He says
:
"The Gulls, the white-aproned
housemaids of the sea, that day
b}' day sweep off from the ocean's
floor the impurities of the towns
—-what have they done, what are
they doing, to be massacred by
tens of thousands for a moment's
fashion? The lavender-plumed
Terns, the gray Phalarope and
little Stint, birds of whom it may
be said that of them "the world
was not worthy." harmless and_
lovely in their lives—links of
ancient life between land and
land—why are they to be torn
and trampled by the Juggernaut
wheel of human vanity? Much
is lost and can never be replaced,
and the fashion of 1890 will make
the rest of the century poorer.
The diamonds and gold and coral
and precious stents of ancient
civilizations were beneficent; they
fed the searchers, and held and
increased their own value, and
killed none ; now we are killing
for a moment's whim and luxury
the living diamonds of the earth.
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the birds, just as some of us are
beginning to know and love them
as they never have been known
and loved before. It is shame-less
irreverence for life.
The Rutherford Banner says :
A new real estate firm has located
headquarters on our floor. The
real estate business is a large
field to operate in, and Ruther-fordton
lots and land will sell.
J. S. Grant, Ph. G.
Of Philadelphia College of Pharmacj-,
APOTHECARY,
24 SOUTH 3IAI-> STREET.
// your prescriptions are prepared at
Grant's Pharmacy you can positively
depend upon these facts: First, that only
the Purest and Best Drug:, and Chemical
will be used; second, they will be com-pounded
carefully and accuiately bv an
experienced Prescriptionist; and third,
you will not be charged an exorbitan
price. You will receive the best goods at
a very reasonable proHt. Don't forget
the place—
Grant's Pharmacy,
Free by Mail.
LINDSEY (t BROWN'S
Descriptive Catalogue of Views of
Western North Carolina, or
Beauties of "the Land of the Sky."'
Address Lindsey & Brown, South
Court Square, Asheville, N. C
Cooper-Limestone Institute,
FOR YOUNG LADIES
(Limestone Springs, S. C.)
H.P.GRIFFITH, j^ . . ,
Rev. R. H. GKIFFITH,,D.D. j
^"ncipais
SESSION from FEBRUARY to NOV-EMBER.
The location is one of the finest Sum-mer
resorts in the South. The highest
temperature marked during last Sum-mer
was 82 F. The buildings cover
over one-fourth of an acre, are in first-rate
order and supplied with heating
furnaces, water works and bath rooms.
The standard of instruction is high
and the course of study thorough and
comprehensive. Almost exclusively a
boarding school. Eighty-one boarders
registered the first three weeks of the
present session.
For Catalogue and particulars, write
to H. P. GIFFITH,
Gaffney City, S. C.
CAROLINA HOUSE,
No. 79 North Main Street.
Asheville. N. C.
.'VIRS. W. A..FAMES. Proprietress.
Electric Street Cars pass by the door.
TERMS REASONABLE.
GOOD ROOMS-WELL FURNISHED.
CENTRAL HOTEL,
SPARTANBERG, S. C.
L. W. OSBORNE, Proprietor.
In the center of business portion of
town. Well furnished. Polite ser
vants and good accommodations.
Rates. .^2 a day. Special rates to
Troops and Clubs.
Madam M. Fnae Smith,
ARTISTIC MILLINER.
Keeps the very latest styles in millin-ery.
Hats of all kinds renewed on
shortest notice. Also for sale my own
patent Hat and Bonnet Supporter.
South Main Street, North Corner
Swannanoa Hotel.
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A. S. GRAHAM, DENTIST,
57 South Main Street.
With care, experience aud skill
we practice all operations known
to dental science.
OUE PKICES AEE U:NUSU-ALLY
LOW.
Extracting, - - 25 Cts.
With gas, which is perfectly safe
and absolutely without pain. 50
Ots. All other work at but little
more than one half the usual
charge.
PRACTICAL
Painters % Decorators.
DEALEKS 12s
Butcher's Wax Finish and Artist's Mate-rials.
Wall Paper, Paints, Oils,
Varnishes, French Glass, etc.
Masury Ready Mixed Paints a Specialty.
p. O. BOX 456.
No. 30 NORTH MIAN STREET,
ASHEVILLE, X. C.
Home Made
Manufactured at Waynesville,
N. C. The best of the kind in the
South.
AVOOL FROM HOME RAISED
SHEEP.
Patronize a worthy home indus-try
by ordering your jeans and
other woolen goods from the fac-tory.
T. Y. BRIDGES, Proprietor,
Waynesville, N. C.
GO TO
J. E. REED &. CO.,
No. 10 North Court Square, for
Beef, Mutton, Pork, Veal,
FISH, OYSTERS and GAME.
Pork Sausage a Specialty.
Fine Tennessee
CHICKENS, DUCKS AND TUR-KEYS,
EGGS AND BUTTER.
& DANVILLE R. R. CO.
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Westers North Carolirifi Division.
PASSENGER TRAIN SCHKDULE
(In Effect March 25)
75th Meridian time used wbtn not other
indicated.
EASTBOUND. No. 10
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