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Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1898-07-14
Administrative Notice.

Having qualified as administr atrix
of the estate of N. B. Stevens, decd,
before the clerk of Superior court of
Wayne county. notice is hereby given
to all persons indebted to the estate of
said deceased to make immediate pay
ment, and to all persons having claims
against the said estate, to present them
to the undersigned on or before the 18th
day of June, 1899, or this notice will
be pleaded in bar of their recovery.
SALLTE K. STEVENS,
Administrators.
Goldsboro, N. c., June %, 1898.
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Notice..

North Carolina, } Superior Court.
Wayne County Before fore g 3 s s : Her
Sallie Pearson, Exerx. of
Jonathan Pearson, decd. Plaintiff.
VS..
Philip A. Pearson and
William r. Pearson, Defendants.
The defendants above named will
take notice that the above entitled
proceeding is for the purpose OF OBJ
tanning license to sell the real estate,
situate in said county of Wayne,
o O which the late Jonathan Pear
son resided at the time of his death,
for assets to pay debts due by his
estate, and hat the said defendants
are required to appear at the office
of the clerk of said court, in the city
of Goldsboro, North Carolina, at II
o'clock M, on the 3Oth day of July,
1898, and answer or demur to the
complaint filed therein.
This, the 10th day of June, 1898.
G. f. HERRING, G. S. G.
Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1898-07-14
MUNYON'S GREAT FIGHT.
EminentIy Successful In Battling
with Disease of All Kinds.

Professor Munyon Is winning fresh
triumphs each day. From all parts Of the
civilized world come words of gladness
from those who have been cured.
Physicians themselves admit that Mum
yon's new system Of curing disease Is the
most rational of any yet discovered. It -
electric light is beyond a tallow dip:
Munyon guarantees that his Rheumatism
Cure will cure nearly all cases Of rheuma-
tism in a few hours; that his Dyspepsia
Cure will cure indigestion and all stomaca
90 per cent. OF all cases of kidney trouble;
that his Catarrh Cure will cure eatarrh ne
matter bow long ~standfug; that his Head
in a few miputess that his Cold Cure win
quickly break up any form Of cold; ana SO
on through the entire list Of his remedies.
Guide to Health and medical advice abso-
lutely free. Prof. Munyon, 1905 Arch st.
Philadelphia.
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Catarrh is
Not Incurable

But it can not be cured by sprays,
washes and inhaling mixtures which
reach only the surface. The disease is
in the blood, and can only be reached
through the blood. S. S. S. is the only
remedy which can have any effect rpon
Catarrh; it cures the disease perma-
nently and forever rids the system OF
every trace of the vile complaint.
Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1898-07-14

e C. Blanks, of Lewisville, Texas,
writes that one box of DeWitt's Witch
Hazel Salye was worth $50 90 to him.
It cured his piles of ten years standing.
Re advises others to try it. 1t also
cures eczema, skin diseases and Obsti-
nate sores. j. 3. Hill s. Son, Colds
boro, and John r, Smith. Mt. Olive
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OF Montpelier, Ohlos
writes: ST was a f.
ficted from infancy
with Catarrh, and no
one can know tn e
suffering it produces
better than 1. The
sprays and washe $
prescribed by the doc
tors relieved me only
ten a II d
though I used them
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20

Sidney Smith asked, once upon a time,
''Who reads an American book but
that was many years ago. One of the
first books to answer this sneering ques-
ton was The Rise of the Dutch Re
public by John Lothrop Motley, which
first saw the light in 1850 and was rap
idly translated into Dutch French and
German, as well as read throughout
England and her colonies. The author
spent five years in Berlin, Dresden, the
Hague, and Brussels, collecting material
for the work and not being able to find
a publisher willing to undertake the risk
of its publication, he issued it at his own
expense, and it's success was immediate
and startling. The amount of work re-
CURED in tho preparation of this book,
now standard history, can hardly be
appreciated. An immense mass of Span
ish. Italian. French, Dutch and English
correspondence had to be deciphered, all
in the involved and peculiar idioms Of
other days and sometimes in handwrit-
ing that was none of the cleareSt, and
there was besides huge quantity of ma
terial gathered by Dutch historians. 1t
is said that Motley read through Wag-
enaar's ''Naderlandschc Historic nine
times, and as this is only one of the
Dutch histories, and contains seventy
eight closely printed volumes. the pa
thence Of the American historian was APP
parentiy unlimited. The particularly
wonderful thing about his work is how
ever, that out of all this dry dust of his
torical data he managed to make a stir
ring, dramatic and picturesque story.
The Rise Of the Dutch Republic" has
lately been condensed for the benefit of
historical students by William Elliot
Griffis, member of the American His
torical Association, and of the Society of
Netherlandish Literature. at Leyde1.
Mr. Griffis has added a historical sketch
Of the Dutch people from 1884 to the
present day, and MotIeys history in its
new form. will be found a very conven-
lent work for people of limited time and
means.
New York: Harper & Bros. Wash
ington: All booksellers)
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
a Sea Romance.

Across the Salt Seas by John
Bloundelle Burton, is one of those tales
of adventure which it is good to read
on some stormy holiday, when all the
world is shut out, except the world of
books. 1t is a story which hanks back
two centuries, TO the days of pirates
and marauders on land and sea, and
stately sailing ships, and wars of sue
cession, and all the picturesque para
phernalia of a world just waking to the
glory of discovery and the magic of in
vention. The hero is an English Off
Ger, sent by Marlborough on a secret
mission TO Cadiz, and by a curious
chance landed on the coast of Spain,
with a strangely beautiful and winning
young gentleman as travelling compan-
ion. The two pass through many
perilous adventures, and Gas the reader
has all along suspected) the young man
turns out at last to be a disguised
young woman. Rescued from a fate
made horrible by all the devices of the
Spanish inquisition, the Englishman and
his bride reach England safe and sound
in the last chapter, and the reader lays
down, with a huge sigh, a book which
outward things for some hours past
The tale is, in fact, one of the most
absorbing Of those romantic novels which
have been plentiful OF late and the char
acters, though not many, are well drawn.
while the descriptions are vivid and
striking. The siege of Vigo and the TAX
ing Of the Spanish galleons is described
in a way that brings the whole wild
scene before the minds eye The de-
scription is full of those strange old
words which seem to have a charm Of
their own-galleons, fireships, cutIasses.
grenadiers, ingots. pistoles crusadoes.
and merchandise of indigo and cochfneaI.
Campeachy wood bars of silver and
gold, camlet taffeta and satin-all max
ing part and parcel of the precious
freight of those tall ships which are no
more seen on any sea, but which formed
rich prizes for the sturdy English tars
of 200 years ago.
The villain Of the book is one of those
fends in human form who hailed in
those days from the West Indies-a man
grown old in crime and white haired
with an evil life. He is most satisfac-
tory villain; and the hero is a hero to
delight the heart of any worshiper of
bravery and quick wit. The book is a
good one for boys to read with its ad-
venture, its gallantry and its interviewer
historical incidents, and 1t is also good
for older people who are looking for
something to enjoy rather than the psy-
Geological romance or the purpose novel
(New York: Herbert S. Stone &. Co.
Washington: All booksellers $15O)
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20

Lovers OF Bret Harte VIII rejoice at
the news that there is a new volume of
short stories by him on the market and
that they are in very much the manner
of his earlier tales of Roaring Camp"
ard Poker Flat" and like the heather
ish but delightful resorts of 40 He
calls this book Tales of Trail and
Town, and it contains seven stories of
widely varying subjects length and ac-
ceptability. The third on the list which
is called The Judgment of Bolinas
Plain, Will be recognized by everybody
who saw Annie Russell play Sue" last
year The play was not advertised to
any extent as the work of Bret Harte
but it was simply an adaptation of this
story. The title which Mr. Bret Harte
has chosen Is not as good as Sue
would have been. but the story is mucn
better in its pristine form than it WIS
after its dramatization. Ii is actually
more dramatic than the play. The
strongest story in the book, however, is
The Ancestors of Peter Atherly," which
is in a style slightly different from the
familiar work of Bret Hartc, although
dealing with the early days of Califor-
MIA. "A Night on the Divide is about
as romantic and as simple and unique
as anything the brilliant Californian
ever wrote, although it leaves one with
a lurking suspicion that the author is
laughing at his readers The famous
bear of 'Miggles'' is one of the charac-
tiers; there is a bit of characteristic and
exquisite descriptive writing; there is a
rough pioneer and a dainty city girl,
and the pioneer, properly tanned trim
med, shaved and clad, finally marries
the girl. 1t is as if Mr.. Bret Harte
said to his public: There; you have
been clamoring for more pioneer sto-
Ties, and jewels in the rough, and sim
pie sentiment, and sequels to things
here it all is; are you satisfed?"
The Youngest Prospector in Calave-
ras, however. is open to no doubts.
Johnny Medliker is, or might be, the
Luck Of Roaring Camp grown TO eight
year-old size. The confused reasoning of
this small waif of fortune as to the pro-
priety and righteousness of telling when
one found gold in unexpected places, is
worthy of any short-story writer al his
best. The character of the Chadbandish
minister is also a delicious piece OF
realism and the tiny sweetheart, Florry,
IS bit of nature as bright and whole
some as a Spring dandelon. The last
story in the book "A Tale of Three Tru-
ants" will warm the blood of boys and
ooyish men. with its adventurous spirit
and marvellous incident. Altogether, this
little book is for its size an unusually
large addition to Spring literature
(Boston: Houghton, Miffiin & Co Wash
lngton: Ballantyne. $1.25)
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
Fools.

The Lord wen he made up the people, l think,
Found fools wuz the easiest made;
He could turn out dozen ez slick ez wink,
An poot EN- to dry in the shade;
Then he'd monkey away with bucket clay,
Creatin' a feller tn brains,
Wen he'd wake to the fact that the work didn't
An that at' fools didn't need any pains.
Now, onct I got stuck on bog, don't cher
Bought the thing for cranberry patch
But doggoue my hide ef the berries d grow,
Though | planted EN- batch after batch
Well, one day burned fool cum poken along,
Remarked he WIZ lOokin' for boys;
So sold him the place for a bar Of a song
He's wealthy from mdTketIn frogs.
Next went to hill, Jest e. dry ez bone;
Hopt clean To the other extreme;
Whenever ! plowed could raise plenty stone,
But all other crops Z dream.
Well, one day burned fool, tn a hammer in
hand
Said he wanted the place fur the air.
So l poot down the price, grinned, an sold him
the land
He's quarryen marble up there
Then moseyed out West, an bought up a mine
Tibet shown a streak good ore,
She pinched, and SEE, she fixed, opine, -
So turned in an fixed her some more.
Well, Wen geology book. and a fool
Requested that set a price,
| really telt sorry, he took II so cool
He's refused 4 cool million Just twice.
So fur twenty years past, on this cold, dreary
place,
'Th nuthen but timber and lake,
I've froze here, a thinker tibet l set the pace
Ez big burned fool ez they make.
So Wen a fool asts eff want 10 sell,
| know, ef We meet on the price,
They'll run through the place tn railroad TO
An that fool II sell cordwood an icel
Los Angeles Herald.
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
A Newspaper Book.

Tales of the City Room" by Eliza
beth G. Jordan is a small collection of
stories of newspaper life from a wom-
ans point of view Most of them con
Germ more or less remotely the expert
ences of veteran newspaper woman,
Ruth Herrick by name All of them
are the sort of stories which could have
been written only by a woman, and n
woman who has had experience of the
wOrkaday world. They are clever. fin
ished, dainty, and full of a certain sym
pathetic gentleness which contrasts odd
ly but not unpleasantly with the matter
of-fact atmosphere of the city room.
Some Of them are romantic, some are
realistic, and some have a flavor of that
golden journalism whose delight is in
the special story, picturesquely writ
ten, but not necessarily true. But the
book is entertaining.
The strongest of the stories, unquestion-
ably, is the first. Ruth Herrick's AS
signment." The woman reporter, sent
by reason Of special qualifications of tact
and insight, to Interview murderess. and
get, If possible, a confession from her
supplies Il dramatic situation to BEGIN
with. The prisoner proves to be wo-
man bound for years TO such a rack of
domestic unhappiness that no human be-
ing could blame her for doing what she
did. The woman reporter, by virtue IF
her own wOmanhood, feels the truth of
the story as II is told, and-fails to give
ii to her paper. A man. hearing a nan :
story in Il like situation, would undoubt-
edly have done precisely the same thing
The psychological study is rather a subtle
md M 10 ,rty~g q.
the cleVerness of the story. Another rath-
er interesting psychological study, with Il
fine point in II which the reader Should
not miss, is Miss Van Dykes Best
Story" There is more humor in 1.-The
Love Affairs of Chesterfield. Jr., than In
any of the others, but the merit of the
stories is really so nearly equal that ii is
hardly fair to make comparisons.
This little book is an unusually good
example of the fin de steele woman's
work In literature. Until within the last
twenty-five years the work of women in
literature, especially in fiction, did not
differ very materially from that of men,
There were two or three notable excep-
lions, of course, but as a general thing
the woman noyelists work was not par
ticularly valuable because she was a
woman. But within the last generation
a subtle but distinct quality is TO be
found in the short stories written by
women. The point of view is slightly but
perceptbly different from that of the
man story writer. These tales of a news
paper office are feminine, not because
they are weak, but because they are
womanly. The woman in journalism, in
all her varieties, is delicately but truly
portrayed. The amateur, the hard-work-
| ing wife with an invalid husband the
| brilliant woman with a gift for finding
| special stories, the pretty girl who goes
| into journalism and out of It, are all
| there, and so their trials, their strug-
| giles, and their worries. The social stat
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
RctrOsDect.

When you were here, ] often sat
Love-silent with you half the day;
There was small need OF speech in that
Sweet converse OF the blended way.
Now you are gone, and hour by hour
| muse of things long TO share;
There's not bud, a leaf, flower,
But helps me miss you everywhere.
My lonely heart enspheres the past
With ether caught from heavens gold;
/ dream Of bliss too sweet TO last,
and then waken, starved and cold.
For by that solitary path
That outward leads from mortal ken
You walked; and here am l. and faith,
And jostling crowds of careless men
I've touched the Utmost core of pain
In creeping DAYS, each day year;
Yet might ! sit tongue-tied again,
If you were here, if you were here.
-Harper's Bazaar.
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20

us of the newspaper woman seems to be
n matter which every member of the fra
ternity has to settle for herself, and
there are about as many grades of this
status as there are individual women;
and that problem comes in for bit of
notice. The book is the work of a wom-
an who thinks. and who knows what
hard work is and what good work is,
and how to do both. 1t may give the i'm
preston that most New York newspa-
per women earn from 500 to 500 a week,
on space work, which idea is to say the
least, erroneous, but after all. there is
nothing in what the author says which
makes this impression inevitable. The
book is a clever little book, and as real
istic as most stories of newspaper work.
New York: Charles Scribner's Sons.
Washington: All booksellersO
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
LITERARY NOTES.

The third number of Little Journeys
to the Homes of American Statesmen"
by Gilbert Hubbard. has appeared, al
though, strictly speaking, it is more a BIZ
ography than anything else. In the series
of the present year Mr.. Hubbard seems
to have departed slightly from his pre-
vious plan, and instead of a descriptive
sketch of the home of his subject, he
gives a biographical sketch. The sketch
for March is of Alexander Hamilton, and
a picturesque account is given of his
childhood on the island of Jamaica, and
his schooldays in New York, in the early
years of the political excitement in the
Colonies AS all the world knows, the
young West Indian rapidly rose to posi-
ton of prominence on Washington's
staff, and his subsequent life is too well
known to be recounted here. Mr.. Hub
bard sketches it in brief and interesting
way, adding details here and there which
the other historians do not give.
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
From "DoInres.n

Cold eyeIids that hide like jewel
Hard eyes that grow soft for an hour;
The heavy white limbs, and the cruel
Red mouth like a ycnomoUs flower;
When these are gone by with their glories.
What shall rest OF thee then, what remain,
mystic and somber Dolores,
Our Lady Of Pain?
Seven sorrows the priests give their Virgin;
But thy sins. which are seventy times seven,
Seven ages would fail thee to purge in,
And then they would haunt thee in heaven;
Fierce midnights and furnishing morrows,
And the loves that complete and control
All the joys Of the flesh. all the SORROWS
That wear out the soul.
o garment not golden but gilded,
o garden where all men may dwell,
0 tower not OF ivory but builded
BY hands that reach heaven from hell;
o mystical rose OF the mire,
O house not of gold but OF gain,
o house of unquenchable fire,
Our Lady of Pain!
lips full of lust and of laughter,
Curled snakes that are fed from my breast,
Bite hard, lest remembrance come after
And press with new lips where you pressed.
For my heart, too, springs up at the pressure,
Mine eyelids too, moisten and burn;
All. feed me and I'LL me with pleasure,
Ere pain come IN turn.
In yesterdays reach and tomorrow's
Out of sight though they lie OF today,
There have been and there yet shall be sorrows
That smite not and bite not in play.
The life and the love thou despisest,
These hurt us indeed and in vain,
o wise among women, and wisest,
Our Lady Of Pain.
Could you hurt me, sweet lips, though hurt you!
Men touch them and change in a trice
The lilies and languOr Of virtue
For the raptuTes and roses Of vice;
Those lie where thy foot on the floor is,
| These crown and caress thee and chain,
o splendid and sterile Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.
-Algernon Charles Swinburne.
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
HIS NORTHERN BROTHER.

just make it two, old fellow,
want to stand once more
Beneath the old flag with you
As in the davS Of yorc
Our fathers stu-d together
And fought on land and sea
The battles fierce that made US
\ nation Of the free.
] whipped you down at Vicksburg,
You licked me nj Bull Run;
On many field we struggled,
When neither victory Won
You wore the gray Of Southland,
| wore the Northern blue;
Like men we did our duty
When screaming bullets few.
-Four years we fought like devils,
But when the war was done
Your hand met mine in friendly clasp,
Our two hearts beat as one.
And now, when danger threatens,
No North, no South, we know.
Once more we stand together
To fight the common foe.
My head, like yours, is frosty
Old age is creeping on;
Life's sun is lower sinking,
NJ day viii soon be gone.
But il our cOuntry's honor
Needs once again her son,
I'm ready. too. old fellow
So get another gun.
Minneapolis Journal
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20

ne christening Oh the heutuCkS
There is weeping in Kentucky;
Signs seepinC through the air;
Blue Grass cavaliers, once plucky,
Stoop, detected. everywhere;
For the sponsor that's selected
Christine Bradley-"Gov' nor's daughter
Has-amazing fact-elected
To '-unCork a flask OF water!''
''Don'ti' shouts mighty Henri Water
Son. his eve jet OF fame,
''With that stuff don't dampen, daughter,
That grand ship and our proud fsmel'
''DOn'tr' wells Colonel Chinn, eye flashing,
III you want the ship TO fight
Bourbon Ger her sides be dashing
And she'll navies put to flight!
''Water for some goods intended
What it is 1 ne'er could note;
To lay dust il may be splendid
Not the kind that's in the hroat;
But for untried scrappers, daughter,
1t viii chill EN- to the heart;
1t, in fact, Just 'pours cold water
On their courage at the start.
'Give the proud ship spirit, daughter;
Do not dampen il, pray;
Must il e'eT be said: Took water,
Did Kentucky. in the fray2'
No Let it be written: -Whipt she
Champion ship of champion nation!
Now. she says TO others: Git We
OFF and get a reputation
j. Noel Johnson
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20
CURRENT VERSE.
Two of Them.

A SOUTHERN Volt NTEER-
Yes, sir, l fought with Stonewall,
And faced the fight with Lee;
But ii this here Union goes to war,
Make one more gun for me!
| didn't shrink nom sherman
As he galloped to the sea;
But if this old Union goes TO war,
Make one mere gun for me!
/ was with 'em az Manassas
The bully BOYS in Gray;
heard the thunderers roarin'
Round Stoncwal Jackson way,
And many time this sword Of mine
Has bazed the route for Lee;
But if this old Nation goes 70 war,
Make one more sword Tor me!
I'm not so full o fghtin',
Nor half so full O. fun.
As | was back in the sixties
When / shculdered my old gun;
1t may be that my hair is white
SiCh things. you know, must be,
But If this old Unions in for war,
Make one more gun for me.
hain't forgot my raiSin'-
Nor how, in sixty two,
Or thercabouts, with battle shouts,
] charged the Boys in Blue;
And ! say; I fought with Stonewall,
Ard blazCd the way for Lee;
But il this old Unions in for war,
Make one more gun for me!
Atlanta Constitution.
The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1898-03-20

OF what creed or nationality was Joseph Strauss.
the musician, and what part 81 the country did
he hail iromf SUBSCRIBER
The only Joseph Strauss we know OF
was one Of the famous Strauss Broth
ers. He was born in Vienna in 1897.
the son Of Johann Strauss His fami-
~ was originally Jewish. Joseph died
IN 1870 leaving some 800 musical compo-
sitions.