The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1904-04-26
NO. II.

impeIled my feet toward the Old Sross
Greek cemetery. May God be good
and kind, that 1 draw not back, n
shrink n plead. and rebel, when the
time comes-it cannot be long now
that 7 go to take my place by the side
of those whose memorial stones my
PENCIL now tranScribeS, over whose
ashes I pass to moralize-but not wnol-
Iy in a view OF sadness. Poor mortal
ity starts Jack from the thick dark
ness and the narrow house" but the
sleep is sound there: grief and disap-
pointment, and blighted ambition, and
worldly failures, spend themselves be-
fore this pent-up habitatiOn was ten
anted. and peace retgns there.
How peaceful the grave. its quiet
how deep
It's zephyrs breathe calmly, and soft
is it's sleep,
And flowers perfume it with ether.
The traveller, utwor with nfe's
pilgrimage dreary.
Lays down his rude stan, like one
that Is weary.
And sweetly repOses forever
In this cemetery lie the remains Of
Rev. Adam Gilchrist IN lied in Flor
ida in 1861, and who a been pastor o.
the First Presbyterian church OF Fay
cIIcNlIC " G"CANy yNdS' N "Np
If / mistake not, a r~1ncetOn-bred
man-which DIR. Dodd, the ~biographer
OF Nathaniel Macon, calls a good
Presbyterian Seminary, chiefly theo-
logical. the hotbed OF strictly Calvin
istic tenets." Mr.. Gilchrist was a ripe
scholar and as orthodox as John Cal
vim himseIf-in the pulpit conscientious
and painstaking in setting forth the
truths Of Holy Writ, in private life
dignifed and mewh stern
Eight years later died, and was laid
to rest but a stones throw from him,
Mr.. Gilchrist's contemporary. Rev. DR..
James Mcdaniel, who was pastor or
h Baptist church of this city for
more than "a quarter Of a century.
His clerical life speaks from the stone
head: II have fought a good fight, J
have finished my course; 1 have kept
the faith" II it be true that "feryent
and effectual prayer OF the righteous
availeth MUCH Parson Mcdaniel left
this world carrying full sheaves" with
him for, strong as he was in the pull
pit, 1t was on his in prayer TO
his Maker that he wrested with sin as
did Christian with Apolyon, with a
wealth of diction and a power OF ex-
preston that nightly moved his
flock. He lived on the east side OF the
of Cape Fear river, a faithful tiller OF
the soil as he was a consecrated tOiler
III IAAC LIN q u S1AAo go wa AANC
to town in a roomy carry-all, giving
his cherry greetings on his side and
that as he passed through h streets
greetings returned with not the less
heartiness at the sight of the blooming
faces of his two beautiful daughters.
Misses Lillian and Scrap" The for
mer married Rev. L.. c. Vass. of New
bern, and the latter Henry E.. Cotton
In the same section of this lovely old
graveyard sleeps Rev. j. NJ. Sherwood,
editor of the North Carolina Presby-
terrain when published at Fayetteville
and pastor of the Presbyterian church
OF this place, and of St. Paul, Rock
fish and Sherwood churches. He was
q deeply-read man, but as modest in
temper as he was pure in heart. AL
most as diffident as a woman in his
intercourse with the world, he was OF
that class of men whom it takes a life
time to know and appreciate. but
whose works do follow them"
From AYRSHIRE. Scotland. came the
two who lie side by side. and on whose
sod a brown thrush rested for q mo-
ment. firted a tiny falling eat from
his saucy head and cleft the air with
swift wing, as 1 approached-CharleS
Banks. who died MAY 21st. 1887. and
his wife Margaret, who survived him
until long after the close of the Civil
war. They were for years baker and
COIl1cCUOI1cTS III NICtII SIISCl, just q
the place where now in the handsome
Highsmith iron front block, stand:
the elegant Cumberland bakery and
cafe-which today sells Banks can
dy." made by a mastery pupil OF these
rare C~aledOnian artists. Their owr
work was perfection, their candies were
faltleSs, and their shop breathed the
aroma OF the Spice-laden air of the
tropics. Mrs. n carried on tn
business almost till her death. remov'
ing in later years to the large store or
the corner of Hay and Anderson
streets. now occupied by the Brothers
Fayetteville Furniture Company. She
was a devout Presbyterian, the trues
OF women. and exquisite was the Sof
Scotch burr on her tongue which, a.
she often said, st Gamma cure lang a:
It has Iivo% here" Her sterling won,
anhood and gracious qualities live il
her charming granddaughter. Mrs. S
II. Strange. on Rowan street
A great oak-whose majestic ag,
seems to mock time, '~burrowing hk'
a MOLE here and there, and blllow1ns
the earth with its graves-shelters tn,
imposing to John w. Wrigh
one of the most influential men of al
the upper Cape Fear section. His cui
tured daughter Margaret married
Charles Beatty Mallet, an EXTENSIVE
cotton manufacturer, and after the wa
for years president of the old Western
Coal fields railroad. Mr.. Wright
Observation-Disclosures, Mrs. Lee Holmes
lives in Wilmington.
1 knelt down by the grave Of jaime
Hiram Houston, that / might cfea
away the dead grass and accumulate'
leaves which had hid from the eye hi
epitaph. 1 was arrested by my task
and my ear was charmed by a sol
away UP in the elm tree e my heai
from a swamp sparrow, excelled on tn
ve1vety softness of his notes only b,
the Baltimore oriole. 1t is only a lq
uid whistle, but it is here, there. ever
where; the air pulsates with it: no1
it Is glad and RANT, now exquis1tel.
swteet and caressing, now plaintive
pleading and melancholy. Jane
Houstonwa S from Iredell county, AMI