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The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1890-07-10

OUR BEST CUSTOMERS TO-
Oday were our customers five years
ago! That shows honest treatment
and honest values. Your moneys
worth every time is the principle up
on which we expect to gain and
hold your trade.
We call attention to some of our
specialties:
Ladies' Button Boots, made of
tough dongola stock, flexible bottom,
overlap seams, sewed with silk, solid
common sense and opera toe, at
$3.50.
"Our Spanish" ladies' button
Boot, made of bright Dongola, Aex-
IDLE bottom, common sense and ope-
"a toe, beauty, and is the equal of
most $3.50 shoes; our price, $1.75.
THE SHOE FOR MISSES
AND CHILDREN-Button boots
made of genuine Kid, sewed on the
Goodyear machine, making them en-
tirely smooth inside, and as flexible
as hand-sewed, allssizes and widths
from SIS to Us and C's to Els. See
these Shoes if you want high grade
footwear.
A nice line of HAND-SEWED
SHOES for infants and children,
different grades, sizes l to 5 and 5
to u, no heel, spring heel and heel.
SLIPPERS for everybody, colors
black, tan, olive, bronze and choco-
late, for ladies, misses and children.
Make it point to see this line. We
can please you.
The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1890-07-10
The Yadkin Convention. r 1

A friend writes The SENTINEL from
Yadkinville as follows: You will
please say in your paper that we
held our convention for. the appoint
ment of delegates to the various con
ventions and that there was a large
crowd present, and that the delegates,
to the Judicial Convention were in
structed to cast their vote solid for
Jno. H. Dobson for Solicitor.
The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1890-07-10

Notice TO the Alliance.
The Forsyth County Alliance win
meet at Philadelphia church on the
18th and 10Th of July, at 10 o'clock.
a. w. BEvEL, Pres.
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
DISCUSSING LADIES DRESSES.
Chauncey M. Depew and Ward McAIIiste
Approve the Decollefe,

Chauncey NJ. Depew and Ward McAllister
Approve the Decollere.
The other day Chauncey M. Depew was
asked by a reporter for the New York
Herald what he thought about the decollete
dress: "Well, well" said he, "I've been
talking Worlds Fair to everyone, but this
presents the Worlds Fair in an entirely
new aspect" Then he waited a few mo-
ments until his little pun had sunk into
the reporters brain. and when the latter had
smiled he asked:
''But do you approve of decolIete dress at
the play?"
"Of course do. 1 think a beautiful
woman looks still more beautiful when
her arms and neck are bare. like to see
women in full dress. They certainly make
an audience more picturesque, more artistic
when so dressed. 1 never wore a decollete
dress myself 1 should imagine it little
bit cold for winter, but the women do not
think so apparently. Really, have no
other opinion to express on the subject"
This is how Ward MeAllister answered
the same question. "Certainlyl Certainly
All handsome women should wear them. a
woman in box at the opera in a high
necked gown is conspicuous. People look
at her more than at the woman In decollete
gowns. It's all matter of custom, though,
and really 1 am not any judge of women's
dresso
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
THE SENSIBLE GIRLg FLOWERS.

Sorry TO Accept Them From Her Lover Be.
cause They Cost So Much.
New York Evening SUM-
"Oh, Iwish he wouldn'tH said a dear
girl yesterday, as she opened the box and
for one long moment of pure delight drank
in the exquisite beauty and perfume of the
great cluster of velVety 'jacks." They're
lovely and so is he, but I do wish he
wouldn't" !" she repeated as she lifted out
the great bunch and thrust them with the
most elaborate and artistic carelessness into
a great cut glass rose bowl.
"WhY shouldn't he, if be wants to ?"
asked her listener.
She flushed a little, but answered bravely,
because he can't afford it" ''You see"
she went on hurriedly, "I know the dear
fellow cares for me-know it just as we'll as
if he had told me SO, and I-well, wouldn't
feel distressed over this il You see,
young men are so foolish about these things.
A flower seems to them the very apotheosis
of gift to girl, and so it would be if we
lived in Already and roses were to be had
for the plucking. But we don't; we live in
New York, where every bud costs big
round dollar and the poetry of fower-giving
resolves itself into the decided prose of
earning the dollar to pay for them. 81
don't know Toms salary Of course, but
know it isn't SIC, 900 year, and here's $25
worth of Jacks, am sure. If young men
only knew it. sometimes girl, if she has
any sense at all and any proper apprecia-
ton of bow money is earned in this world,
is really more distressed than >gratifed
when he thinks he is making her happiest.
Wouldn't she be selfish girl, if she could
be perfectly happy or even coolly COM
placent over sAgift that will last her few
hours, but that she knows will cost the poor
fellow who sent it half his weeks salary to
pay tori"
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
CORN SHUCKING DAY.
A Joyous Feast for Florida Negroes That IL
Now No More.

n joyous HeaBt IOE EloElou NoNEoe1 AuuJ ID
Now No More.
Lorna Doone's Kissimmee Correspondenee.l
The negro's love for q festal time is pro-
verbal, and every holiday finds group of
grinning, ,chattering negroes in gaudy attire,
eager to bow to the supremacy of the
'possum pie and cracking hoe cake. The
old ''corn shucking" days recall the hap
piest memories of the plantation darkey.
This meant bountiful feast spread out in
the big yard, singing. dancing, patting and
boxing. Sometimes 5000 bushels of corn
would be gathered and put up in one night.
The negroes, sometimes numbering 200,
would gather~fEom the different plantations,
often coming distance of ten miles, always
accompanied by their young masters as
their protectors.
Then the work of hunting for the last
earr' 1t meant fun, frolic, dancing and
scrambling. By this time "massa" would
be missing, for his presence when the work
was completed meant a-treat of good "old
rye" This festal day entitled the negro to
the innermost recesses of the "big house."
and in corner and nook the master was
sought till he was glad to come from his
hiding place. aRd, lifted to the shoulders of
the strongest negroes, he was carried round
and round the house till the negroes would
form in line and in turn receive the treat
that came but once year.
But to-day corn gathering time gives no
hope of q good time, and as Che African
phrases it, means ''work, work, sure enough
Uork %
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
The sTOVE-PIPE Hat.
How it Is Made and the Most Economical
Price to Pay for One.

How it il Made and the Most Economical
Price to Pay for One.
New York Press.i
The high silk hat-the plug, the stove
pipe, call it what you willis a compare
lively modern institution. About so years
ago the silk tile was introduced into En-
gland from Florence. Since then the stove
pipe has undergone many strange trans
formations. The early silk hat was rough
affair. 1t was so heavy that the English
dudes Of that time complained that sit was
like carrying a bushel basket"
Recently we had talk with prominent
Broadway manufacturer on the subject.
''Yes," said he, there have been great
Improvements in the methods ofmaking silk
hats. Now, what do you suppose the body
of this one is made of?" at the same time
holding up glossy silk tile. We admitted
our inability to answer the question.
well, the body OF this silk hat is calico.
You see there are two kinds of silk hats
light and heavy weight. Most of the
bodies of the heavy hats are made of felt.
The body of the calico or felt is first dipped
into hot water and then stretched on a block.
After drying the body is stiffened with a So
luton Of gum shellac and alcohol, and af-
terWard with a coating of Varnish to prevent
it striking through to the surface. A cover
of fine silk plush is then cut and sewed to
fit exactly the body. When the silk cover
ing is accurately fitted it is smoothed over
with hot iron. The heat striking into the
glue dissolves II and in drying connects the
silk plush with the body. This explains
why a severe wetting ruins a silk hat.
''What is your advice about getting and
wearing silk tile?"
"WelI, my advice is, always to get first
class silk hat. A good silk hat cannot be
sold for less than $5. 1t is only short
sighted economy to bay for So silk hat
that looks as well as an So hat. The cheap
stovepipe may wear all right for month or
two, but after that time look out for it.
think the time is coming when a silk hat
will be the only proper thing, you know
for everyday wear except, perhaps, in sum-
ner. At any rate sold more silk tiles this
spring than any season since have been in
business"
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
THEO OLD ROMANS TEMPERANCE.
He Allows Mrs. Thurman to Run the House,
But Not the Town.

He Allows Mrs. Thurman to Hun the House,
But Not the Town.
New York HeraldI
No matter what may be mans personal
convictions on the temperance question he
is bound to respect those of his wife. The
venerable Senator Thurman was never con-
sidered rabid on that issue, but his wife, for
reasons of her own, was fully imbued with
the "touch not, taste not, handle not" prin-
clple. 1t is related that upon one occasion
Senator Thurman's friends visited his house
to appriss him that a new political honor
had been conferred upon him..
He was pleased. but after they had been
seated a few moments the conversation
Jagged, and the Old Roman seemed to be i'll
at ease. His vile tried her best to entertain
the campaigners and the Senator excused
himself. He presently appeared with his
boots and top coat on. Gentlemen" said
he, I'VE will now 90 out and get something
to smoke. Ny wife is the boss here, and
we never have anything to drink in the
house"
Mrs. Thurman looked pleased as she
closed the door after them. Gas / was say
ing," added the Senator, ''She runs the
house, but, thank Godl she. doesn't run the
town."
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
LAYING FOR THE THIEF.

Then Ike told Mr.. Trimble what he had
learned, and said he would like to unravel
the mystery, asking to be left there, and if
he was heard to shout during the night to
come right down.
"But what Will Mrs. Partington say
when she finds you are out?" asked Mr..
Trimble.
"The old gals all right" said Ike, "she
thinks Pm in bed"
This settled it, and Mr.. Trimble, locking
the doors, went up stairs.
Ike sat down in the darkness under the
money drawer and waited results. The
hours passed wearily until after midnight,
when the house was startled with a cry
which broke the silence:
"Mr. Trimble, I've got himP'
All the sleepers sprang to their feet; Mrs
Partington, in endeavoring to do so, almost
turning a back somerset as the hammock
slipped away beneath her. Mr.. Trimble.
who had not undressed, rushed in with a
light disclosing q scene that it would be
hard to describe. 1t was no time for excuses
or formalities, and the whole party, headed
by Mr.. Trimble, each holding a lighted
candle, like procession of nuns, went down
into the basement, where they found Ike
holding in his affectionatS embrace negro
boy about 16 years old, entirely naked, and
his skin oiled so that 1t reflected the light
like FURNISHED armor.
"Here he is, said Ike, grinning.
The shock to modesty was great but
curioslty was greater, and none fled the
scene.
"WhY, you incredulous boyP' said Mrs.
Partington, what does this mean-out of
your bed at this time of night, and under
such surreptitious circumstances?-I declare
was never SO Modified in my life."
MRS. PARTINGToN PROUD OF IKE.
Don't blame him, ma'am," said Mr..
Trimble, 'he has done me great service"
"Oh, well, if he has done any good, that
certainly is condemnatory," replied she, ad-
justing her nighteap.
The prisoner was handed over, who con-
fessed everything, with chattering teeth.
and, on being asked how he got in, pointed
to hole made for cat in the door opening
into a passagewaY, where q window was
usually left open.
'Can't be possible, said Mr.. Trevor, "let
us see you get out the way you got in.''
Ike moved gently round toward the door,
and stood near where the escape was to be
made. The boy put first his arm out then
his head, then the other arm, and began to
draw his body through, when Ike brought
down his weapon on some exposed part ana
the rest of the form disappeared, with yell.
The door was suddenly opened, but the thief
had escaped through the open window and
was never seen afterward.
Next morning peace was restored to the
firm, and Ike received warm praise and q
new suit Of clothes, as the grease on the
thief had rubbed of. Mrs. Partington was
proud of his exploit, and was not backward
in saying 20.
"When you get home sgain," said she,
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
IKE AND HIS MOTHER.
The Youth Catches a Thief, to Mrs,
PartingtOn's Great Delight.
IT WILL GIVE HIM SALUBRITY.
Entertained at Very Highly COlOred TrOp-
ical Gathering.
An ACCIDENT TO THE MUSICIANS
WRITTEN FOR THE DTsPATCH.l
CHAPTER VIII.

The roll of time and tide that waits for no
man, or woman, held good in the case of
Mrs. Partington, who still laid over at
Leguan, who, though she at times had a
longing to return to old familiar scenes. was
happy in her surroundings, and the unre-
mitted kindnesses that she was constantly
receiving. To the one great question,
which is asked in every language under the
sun, 'How do you like the country ?" she
was as ready to reply as she had been on the
first day of her arrival:
"Oh, very much, and am so preposterous
in its favor that 1 think shall become
native"
This reply she had made for five years; the
Seven Pollies came and went, bringing
horses and sweetening trade with sugar, 81.
Pelton was master, now Dsvit de-
ceased; and, as she heard twice year from
her old home, she repressed her longings,
and mingled herself with her environments
like cake of Vienna yeast in batch of
dough.
The passing years had told upon Ike, who
had increased somewhat in stature, but in
Mrs. Partington's view he was the same.
plants tree, and, seeing it day by day,
with no active evidence of growth, is not
aware OF its increase until it attains its ma
tufity; or, as in that other interesting case,
where dame lifted her calf, from the time
Of its birth, daily, and continued the prac-
tice until it became a COW.
HE is a large boy for his size" was all
she would say.
IKE WAS COCK OF THE WALK.
Ike was 3 vigorous little fellow, and
though. as the IN said, he was not
much taller vI<Ica1lY, he was considerably
taller crosswise. He was strong and active
and was up to all the fun there was avail
able in limited sphere of operation. He
was courageous, also, and knocked the little
darkey boys about as if they were India
rubber balls. and as all were "boys," ire
spective OF age, he was literally the cock of
the walk. He could run up cocoanut tree
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16

The box was insecurely placed, and Ike mad
discovered the defect which he attempted
to repair, and failed! But the dance kept on
to the music of one refrain, which grew SO
monotonous that the guests grew weary.
81 declare" said Mrs. Partington,
Though the scene is very enervating and
the music incoherent, it becomes rather
exasperating. and one loses interest if not
precipitating in what is going on"
The party lett, Mrs. Partington shaking
hands with the doorkeeper and bidding him
good night, and soon she was swung to sleep
in her hammock lulled by the>distant strain
of
Oh. Mass Jimmy, trike light.
An see where de rata bite my toe.
b. p SHIIIA RFR
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16

lirhtened, frightened, and burst Sky shOns
through. The water, still unconquered,
leaped, like rebel forces, high to meet it. As
the young man crawled to his knees, to
watch the turmoil OF the sea, straining for q
sight of the doomed boat he perceived q
remarkable thing.
Straight between the shore and the spot
where the boat had overturned, a long mar
row line of light and calm appeared, cut
like path between billows and foam. Upon
this fair and shining waterway, q majestic
figure moved. It glided toward the shore,
with light feet treading the water as q man
treadeth the solid sand. The face of the
man could not be seen; but his mien was
mighty. In his arms he bore helpless
human form-a woman's-dripping from the
sea.
The heart of Lazarus beat as If it would
strangle him. His breath came in gasps.
He struggled to his feet; then sank again,
and fell upon his knees. In the outline and
attitude of the commanding figure, some
thing familiar and pathetic seemed to appeal
to him. 1t advanced solemnly. It spake
no word. God was it, or man, or angel,
wrath, or vision?
1t moved on msjestically. It reached the
shore. 1t stopped over the yonng man, and
gently laid the woman at his feet
} Then Lazarus came to himself, and
sprang, and cried out nightly, and clutched
after the two fgures-the woman's and his
who carried her-and his cry rang to the
skies, and pierced the shore Of Galilee far
and wide. But this was the order of the
cry:
''Zaharal"
"MasterI"
And, whether God or man, whether
wrath or angel, the vision answered not;
but bent above the young man and the wo-
man in the attitude of benediction; and de-
parted from them in the thick foliage Of the
lake shore. ts
(To be continued neat Sunday.)
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
PETTIGREW A PUZZLER.
The South Dakota Statesman Knocking the
Wind Out of Poker Lovers.

The South DakOta Statesman Knocking the
Wind Out of Poker Lovers.
New York Herald.l
They do say that the Senatorial Poker
Club is on its last legs, and all because Mr..
Pettigrew, of South Dakota, has taken
hand. They can't seem to hold him even,
and the Southerners who used to beat "a
hunderd niggers" on a one card draw don't
ante on less than threes. One night recently
pretty stiff game was in progress and fat
jack pot excited his eupidity so much that
he took four cards when it was offered for
30. The first bet was 80 and Pettiorew
raised it back the same amount. The third
player was cold and dropped out.
The opener stood pat and 'tooted' il
another 80, which Pettigrew doubled. This
went on for few moments, crockety crock
and then they raised the bet to S100. The
other fellow was nervous, and at the first
opportunity called. Pettierew laid down
his hsnd-ace, king. queen, jack and ten
spot OF clubs. .Great Scottp' was the
chorus.
Guess that's my pot. said Pettierew.
"What in---did you draw to?'' asked
the man with king full on aces?''
THAT typewriter said PettiQrew. point-
ing to the queen. Then they all went away.
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16

prietor Of Gethsemane severely, 'thou ask.
eth, verify, flppant question, Lazarus, to
nv thinking. Who would he be? Who
must ne be? What man is he who climbeth
OIivet-not on FOOLS business like thine
ovp-but on awful errands with his God?
Who seeketh this my garden and spendeth
whole nights herein that he may pray here?
What man is be who seeth q sufferer upon
the wayside afaF off and succoreth him, and
hath saved him before the eye of any other
man hath SO much as attended to his calam-
ity? What man is he who beareth with the
coldness of friend and forgiveth it unto
him and gusrdeth him and shieldeth him
and overwhelmeth him with tenderness and
will not obtrude his presence to receive from
obligation that which love did not offer? Is
there more than one man in Judea builded
after this manner, Lazarus?"
And Lazarus was silent before Amos. For
he knew that there was no man but one who
would have served him and saved him as he
had been served and saved.
when thou seest the Nazarene," began
Lazarus, with emotion.
"When thou seest him." interrupted
Amos, ''thou canst speak for thYselE In
truth it occurreth to me that between him
self and thee no third man should intermed-
de"
"You are right, Amos" said Lazarus
reverently, tI shall soon have an oppor-
tunity of speaking with him."
'Loye makes its opportunities, replied
Amos. So blindfoId, so hsnd-bound is
friendship This was the most unfortunate
thing which Amos could have said. His
words swung the mind of Lazarus hotly in
the last direction in which at that moment,
it should have turned. Love, opportunity,
Zaharai A mob of maddening images pos
sessed the lovers brain. He longed to get
away alone that he might glost upon them.
The respectable Amos, the decOrus garden
seemed phantoms of the sun stroke; Jesus of
Nszsrath geptle appsrition.
Only Zahars was too real to be thrust out
of the sensibility of Lazarus by any inter-
ruption of feeling. Zahara dominated his
being, splendid force, as the sun Of the
East had smitten him to the earth.
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
THE NEEDLE-AND-THREAD TREE.
A Luxury for seamstresses That Grows on
Mexican Plains.

A Luxury for seamsrresses That Grows on
Mexican Plains.
A tree from which you can pluck needle
threaded and ready for business grows on
the Mexican plains. The tree partakes of
the nature ofa gigantic asparagus and has
large, thick, feshy, leaves, reminding one
OF the cactus. the one popularity known as
the ''prickiy pear" The needles" of the
needle-and-thread tree are set along the
edges of those thick leaves In order to get
one equipped for sewing, it is only neces-
sary to push the thorn or ''needle" gently
backward into its ieshy sheath, this to loosen
it from the tough outside covering Of the
Leaf, ahd then pull it from the socket.
A hundred fine fbers adhere to the thorn
like spider web. By twisting the needle"
during the drawing operation this fiber can
be drawn out to almost indefinite length.
The action of the atmosphere toughens these
minute threads amazingly, 70 such degree
as to make thread twisted from it, not
larger than common No. 40, capable of sus-
tanning q weight of five POUNDS, about three
times the tensile strength Of common "Sx.
cord" thread.
Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
THE CLEVBLASDS AT CHURCH.
A Pretty Picture of the Ex.President and
His Charming Wife.


A Pretty Picture of the Ex.President and
His Charming Wife.
Mr.. Cleveland's regular Sunday visit to
church always attracts certain number Of
sightseers. New York has not as yet grown
familiar with his appearance, though he is
usually recognized by downtown lawyers
and business men. On Sunday, however,
he frequently walks through the streets
with his wife practically unrecognized until
he reaches the church. He is always
promptly on hand, and after the service he
and Mrs. Cleveland pursue their way stead
fastly and persistently to the door.
A great many people attempt to stop and
shake hands with the ex-President, but he
moves steadily ahead. He has no intention
of holding a regular Sunday reception in q
church. Mrs. Cleveland looks little talle.
than her spouse, though this effect is doubt
less due to her physique. She is much more
robust than when she married the Presi-
dent, and her face retains all of its early
charm of girlish good nature and content
ment. Mr.. Cleveland last Sunday wore an
old-fashioned kell crowned, broad trimmed
beaver hat, which was rather dusty and
rusty, and venerable looking in the ex-
treme. He has allowed his hair to grow so
that few wisps of it strayed down over his
collar, and his Voluminous frock coat was
unbuttoned and hung loosely from his
heavy shoulders
He is the picture of good. big, solid,
substantial, unpretentious American citi-
zen. Mrs. Cleveland chatted with him all
the time with the utmost vivacity as they
walked along. Once in great while the
ex-President would turn and answer her
with an affectionate CLEAN in his eye or with
a quiet smile, but for the most part the wife
carried on the conversation by herself. Mrs.
Cleveland's unpretentiOus and charming
manner has kept her in the grade of society
which her position as the Presidents wife
originally placed her. She is still very
widely sought after by that curious and
unique section Of humanity known as "our
best society. "-BLdkelv Hall.