The state chronicle. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1883-1893, 1884-08-23
rear Of the crowd yelled, Hurrah for

you can 90 1u G. furrah Tor ! ok.
yelled fellow in the rear
s. Who is that asked a fellow in the
crowd
. Nobody but revenuer from Burke
said another
Here Mayor Edmund Jones said to the
speaker: Suspend, Doctor, for mo
ment, and will restore order
" No, | can do it myself" said the
Doctor. : You can't drive me from the
stump, and you can't brow beat me-
g Who makes such a noise 2" asked an
old fellow sitting in front.
: You are for one, said York.
Well, Scales proved you ale" said
the old fellow
s. You are another said "A revenuer
The old man arose when Mayor
Jones came forward and said that the
next man that interrupted DR.. York
to prison.
- Let me get there, said a revenue of
ficer, with his coat off.
+" Hold on;" said Mayor Jones, 9 consid
er yourself under arrest. You also, said
he speaking to the old man that had
arisen.
Here Gen Scales arose and asked the
people please to be quiet and hear DR..
York through, and quiet was almost imme
diately restored.
DR.. YORK GOES AWAY.
In the meantime, York had put on his
hat, folded his papers, and left the stand,
saying that he would not say another
word ''Go on cried hundred voices.
g Proceed Dr. York." said Col. Cowles;
these people are anxious to hear you,
and | will vouch for their good behaviour
until you have spoken your hour and a
half "-'' yes, two hours said a dozen
voices Here Col. G. W. Falk came for
ward and appealed to the people to keep
quiet. ''This is serious matter, said
he. cit must not go out that crowd
of the good people of Caldwell county
and | know that it isn't the people, nor is
Gen Scales or his friends who sanction
such proceedings. Proceed DR.. York
with your speech"
{" | have nothing more to say, said the
Doctor. This thing has been arranged
to keep me from being heard. | can tell
the Democratic party that if it is their
purpose to drown and strangle free speech
in North Carolina, to beware"
With this, he left the grounds. Col.
Cowles made a few remarks, saying:
$ Fellow citizens, we regret that DR..
York will not proceed with his speech.
But if he won't speak, we can't make him
speak; but it can't be understood that
these people refused to hear him, for we
are anxious that he should go on. $ Yes,
we are,'' cried everybody.
Gen. Scales came forward and said that
he regretted DR.. York would not proceed
with the discussion; but, as he would not
do So it would be unfair for him to say
more.
Mayor Finger was called out and made
a neat little educational talk, saying that
the Democratic party had nominated him
for the position of superintendent Of
Public Instruction. He also announced
the name Of his competitor, Mr.. F. ID.
Winston, of Bertie. The crowd after the
little fracas remained perfectly quiet and
orderly, and broke up, regretting Dr.
York's refusal to speak, but not inclined
to think that he could make any political
capital out of it. CHR. O. NICLE.
Every Fisherman is Either a Fool or
Philosopher.
From the Washington Gazette
He is a good natured old man whom
you would not guess to be sixty years old,
of light but sinewy frame, with blue eyes,
one Of which is kept closed when sailing
his boat, for econOmys sake we suppose,
with gray hair and a white beard which
he always manages to keep of about ten
days growth, and he never allows his
. Uncle Tom is quite a philosopher in
his way which he expounds in broken
doses and always with good sense. He in
terlards his conversation with cuss
words \" which come in so naturally and
rapidly that you do not notice them. He
does it because it helps his expressions
and he could no more stop than he could
refrain from splitting on his hook to make
the fish bite. He does everything natur-
ally, from catching crab to discussing
religion, and is as earnest in the one as
in the other. In sailing his boat, which
latter is the most valuable of his earthly
joys and has now reached the ripe age Of
80 years, he furnishes the most exquisite
picture of contentment and supremacy
that can be imagined. With both hands
on the helm, his back against one gunwale
and his feet pressed against the other, his
wool hat of many years service pulled low
down and turned up on one side, and one
eye closed, it is picture that the king Of
Utopia might envy and which the editor
of The STATE CHRONICLE would travel
many miles to see. May "Uncle Tom
live hundred years, and may his last
days be filled with good fishing and lots
of fun.
How Our Farmers have made Progress.
From Senator Vdnce's Speech at the POpta, Tent
Fair.
The farms in North Carolina now number
Isl, 600, double what they werein 1870 This
indicates that more land has been distrib-
uted among more people, and there is no
greater blessing than this diffusion of
land. In ten years, the increase in
acreage of farms has been 5000, 900
acres, increase in improved land one and
a half million acres; the valuation has
been doubly increased the improvement
in farming implements and machinery
has been fifty per cent, which is greater
than the increase in even the great State
of Wisconsin. There has also been vast
increase in agricultural productions. Corn
has increased 60 per cent, and so with
wheat; cotton has increased more than 100
per cent; rice has increased 151 per cent.
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