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The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01
BRITT'S BREAK

In introducing MI. ]. Elwood.
Cox, the Republican candidate
for governor to the people of
Asheville last week as reported
in the Gazette-News, Prof. J. J.
Britt said that a Democrat had
told him that during the Cleve-
land panic he sold ~ bushels of
corn to pay his subscription to.
the Charlotte Observer for one
year $500 and that now he is
receiving 81. 10 a bushel.
That statement is in keeping
with other campaign methods of
the 7 epublicans. Prof. Britt
either believed what this demo-
crat tod him or else he thought
it would be bestto repeal it as if
be be ieved it. AS with some
other statemants from the stump
it lacks a very important ele-
ment, and that is the element of
truth. If Mr.. Britt's Democrat
meant to say that it took all the
proceeds of the. forty bushels to
pay his subscription to the Char
lotte Observer, then he either
sold far below the market price
or else he told a falsehood. In
either case Mr.. Britt should have
taken the trouble to find out the
facts before giving currency to
the statement.
Let us see how it tallies' with
the recorded facts. Geo. B. Cor
telyou, the present secretary of.
the treasury and secretary of
Commerce and Labor in 1903, in
his Statistical Abstract on page
575 says that the average price
of corn in the United States on
December LIST, the middle of the
Cleveland administration or.
while the panic was on, was 45
cents per bushels. On December
LIST, 1893, the middle Of the Nc
Kinley administration and after
the.Dingley Law had been passed,
he says, the price VASES cents a
bushel.
Still while the facts are at
hand or easily accessible, Repub-
lican speakers content them
selves with making statements
that the records will not sub
~stantiate.
Surely MI. Britt's Democrats
experience in selling corn is SIM
liar to Major Rollins in buying
wheat.
The question is who told the
truth?-Waynesville Courier.
The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01
The Hotel Gates viii Re.
main ODen This Winter.

The Hotel Gates will not be
closedthis winter. With its splen-
did steam heating apparatus, its
scoreso of sunshine rooms, the big
hotel is an admirable winter home
for. tourists who desire a moder-
ate winter climate.
The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01
Accounts Due

We have many accounts past
que, both on subscriptions and
|er Job work. We will appreci-
w. y 1t if those indebted to this
Euce will call and settle at once,
at least make some satisfac-
Try arrangements. It takes
SOney to run a newspaper and
must have what due us.
The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01

loft I pause, persuading pictures
That my fancy paints at times,
Running words around and round then
Till they run in rambling rhymes;
Mong the fairest of my pictures,
One l q always like to see,
Pictures Dixie, Dear Old Dixie,
Just as Dixie used to be!
Down in Dixie men were noted
For their faith to plighted word,
Tales of lovers more devoted,
Land or earth has never heard,
Never nation laureled heroes,
Who surpassed her Jackson, Lee,
Never land had fairer women,
Or more knightly chivalry,-
Than did Dixie, Dear Old Dixie,
Just as Dixie used to be!
Boys when bad would get a warning.
Never a whipping in the South,
Just a friendly word.of warning
From n somel : Mammy'sl soothing
MOUTH
Quality, now Massa Johnnie, listen
1t docs nuthin mean
Head erect and face out forward
Keep yoh soul, sab, nice, and clean"
That was doctrine down in Dixie,
from the centre to the sea,
Down in Dixie, Dear Old Dixie,
Just as Dixie used to bel
Let them give you gold and treasures
Wealth in mountains or in streams,
Bullet the Southland keep the meas
ures
That I've marked here in my dreams,
ror the Dixie, dear old Dixie,
mat our Fathers knew of old
Was better far than Fifty Dixies
aeasured by a mass of gold;
@ll sing;-but not in sorrow,
eOr I'm sure what we shall see,
NIL be Dixie, Dear Old Dixie,
Just as Dixie used to BEL. c. M.
The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01
Our New Fall Goods
Are Here

When 0 cant find what you want.
inyonr own town you cam rest assured
that you will find it at the BON Marche
Our new goods for fall and winter
are here andit@wlapay you to drop over
and look through our line.
The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01
AsheviIIe, North Carolina.

VIII be found at de Bon Marche in Ashevile. For the next@
months " WILDE rushed in the Suit Department. You will fl
at the Bon Marche the best made, the most reasonable pncaA
Tailored Suits for women. Be sure to call on US when in Ashey7Ne
Take elevator for suit department
Suits for misses and women, in grey, brown, blue, black, fancy
striped, in the very latest weaves and shades, from $3.50 onup
to $50, SIS, $35 and $40. Now is the time to choose your -
Many women from Hendersonvle and other nearby towns he
done SO, why not you? If you want to be smarly dressed buy ~
suit from US.
The French Broad hustler. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1896-1912, 1908-10-01
Mail Orders Receive
Prompt Attention

Very often you find it impossiBeb
gettwhat you want in your home town
We = supply your wants # yon
drop Us . line. The Bon Marche Dcm
sidered d of the most up-to-date dry
goods stores in the South.
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13

ping from side to side like a disabled
rudder.
"Go it, deacon! Go it, dog" yelled
Uncle Simeon, jumping up and down
and swinging his old felt hat. go 1t,
blame ye, go it,"
Uncle Simeon leaned against the REM
nant Of the fence and shook it till it
squeaked. He held his two pudgy
hands against his ample sides and
rolled his eyes in misery.
won't somebody please come and
make me stop laughin'T' he yelled. IF
they don't I'm goin' to die. The dea-
con-the dog! I'll blow up and bust I
can't never live long enough to get
through laughin'. They'll have to post
pone my funeral till 1 stop laughtn'. !
never knowed anybody could move
their legs as fast as the deacon did.
I-I-he-her!' His strength gave out
and he sank. a gurgling heap, upon the
sidewalk.
When finally be arose the dog was
crawling under the fence. q ragged
piece Of black cloth in hts Jaws. At
sight Of 1t Simeon was thrown into an
other spasm of mirth. from which be
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13

~ BACON URIAH PARTRIDGE,
long, lank and dignifed, squat
ted like a half fed turkey COB
bier on a limb in Miss Cullen's
back yard, holding up the dangling
skirts Of his Prince Albert with his left
hand and shaking his right fist spite
fully at Miss Cullen's spotted bull ter
rier, crouched threateningly at the foot
of the tree and eying him with calm
and patient persistence. Uncle Simeon
Yates peeked over the picket fence, his
smooth, rotund face looking like the
full moon just rising above the horizon
line, the tears coursing down his
cheeks, his mouth preoccupied with an
aggravating grin and his fat sides
shaking like a cup of jelly in an earth
quake.
"What in the world,'' snorted Sim
con, ripping a paling off the fence in
the e~xcessiveness Of his hilarity-
"what in the world, deacon, are you
dom up in Miss Cullen's apple tree?"
"Now, Brother Yates" replied the
deacon soberly, his wrinkled forehead
oozing ice water and his right hand
grabbing desperately at a neighboring
limb, II just clumb up here to see If
Miss Cullen's trees had survived the
winter, and the dog But Simeon in
terrupted.
who'd "a thought he unused aloud,
pulling out his handkerchief and dry
ing his eyes-"who'd "a thought Miss
Cullen's bull terrier would have devel-
oped into a bird dog? But if he hasn't
got a partridge freed this blessed min
ute I'll-I'n'- He nearly pulled the
fence up by the roots.
The deacon's ire kindled. That's
right" he roared. "Stand there like a
GRIMM old hyena and laugh! Didn't
you ever see a man in a tree before!
Don't you know when you behold q
Teller critter in distress? Why don't
you climb over the fence and drive
away that fool dog? Dye want to see
me killed right before your very eyes,?
But it isn't my dog" Uttered Sim
eon. Its Miss Cullen's. and it's IN
Miss Cullen's own lot"
81 tell you I can't hang on much
longer" whined the deacon. 1--WE beer
here for an hour. I've got blisters al
over me-"
WELL" replied Simeon, reckon IL
better go and tell Miss Cullen
mo! Don't you do it,! yelled TIN
deacon, blushing scarlet Don't y
dare do it! 1 don't want you to tel
her. / don't want her to know"
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13
Simeon ripped another paling off the

Simeon ripped another paling off the
fence. His eyes were dancing as if
they were tickled to death.
"Why don't We drop on the dogs
back and crack his spine?" he suggest
ed. "Why don't We glare at him with
burnin' Indignation and scorch his hide
Off"
you're an insultin' old wretch"
cried the deacon angrily, "a jibberin'
idjit that don't know no better than to
stand there and laugh the palms off
Of a poor, lone woman's fencev"
He turned to shake his fist, but lost
his balance and fell. Desperately he
clutched at a limb and pulled himself
up again out Of the very teeth Of the
growing terrier. Then he glanced vim
dictively toward Simeon. but Simeon
was moving away.
"Hey. Brother YateSl' he yelled de-
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13
had not entirely recovered when he
roochod Miss C1l1en'S door.

had not entirely recovered when he
reached Miss Cullen's door.
His knock was answered by the lady
in person. She was of uncertain age,
inclined to be angular and decidedly
deaf.
Good afternoon, Miss Cullen" shout
ed Simeon. 81 was wonderin' have
you seen Deacon Partridge today.
mum?"
Miss Cullen's brow darkened. mo.
1 haven't" she said. HE promised to
help me beat a carpet, but he hasn't
come"
well, num-" giggled Simeon, "if
you'll call your dog | believe you'll Sc
cure circumstantial evidence of the
deacon's good intentions"
But Miss Cullen's deafness prevented
her catching the drift of the remark.
Anyway" she replied. aggrieved. lit
seems to me hat If a man won't keep
his promise to a woman before he mar
res her he won't do it afterward."
"Thats so, num-" answered Simeon.
"But If you'll let me help you III be
glad to do it. I've just got to beat q
carpet or somethtn' to keep my mind
! off that mans sprintin' abilities or I'll
be a physical wreck"
"Then como right in, MI. Yates" she
| said, beaming smilingly upon him. II
| appreciate your kindness very much"
"Don't mention it, num-" gurgled
| Simeon. "Now, If you'll just show
| me-
We'll, first" she said, gazing into his
eyes affectionately, there's a feather
bed upstairs, if you'll throw it out the
| winder for me-"
Up the steps went Simeon, but when
he reached the top he heard some one
knocking on the front door. CHANGING
out the window. he saw Deacon Par
fridge on the stoop below gazing IN,
easily about and acting more nervous
than otherwise.
Catching up the feather bed. Simeon
pushed 1t through the opening and
chuckled to himself as he saw it fall
%squarely upon the deacon's head and
bear him to the ground. In another
instant a heavy mattress had follow
ed it
"Now, Miss Cullen" observed Slime
on when he had gone downstairs again
and opened the door, "if you'll come
and sit on the stoop and rest, mum
TN-- He noticed with satisfaction
that something was wriggling desper
ately under the feathers.
"Oh, you are so considerate, Mr.
Yates" chirruped Miss Cullen, follow
ing him out Of doors. "Some men are
so thoughtless of others comfort
Now, do you know" she added, setting
herself on q step with her back toward
the %bedclothes. II believe that tn
deacon wouldn't care how hard hi
wife worked just so he had goot
clothes to wear and plenty Of nic'
things to eat The feather bed wa
moved convulsively.
"Well. Miss Cullen" began Simeon
1--WE always thought that If I had
wife ia treat her like a wife ought Il
be treated"
Miss Cullen coughed softly and drop
ped her eyes. "Mr. Yates" she asket
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13

sQUATTED LIKE A HALF FED TURKEY
GOBBLER.
spairingly. Come back. please come
back, Brother Yates!"
II ain't used to bein' addressed in
sucn endearin' terms, Deacon" replied
Simeon. land I thought mebby my
room was better than my company"
mo, no." vociferated the deacon anx-
iously. ~ didn't mean what I said. I
was hasty. am sorry, Brother Yates.
Please don't go away and leave me In
this tree!"
Simeon rested his arms on top of the
pickets and gazed at him in pensive
sympathy. well, Brother Partridge"
he replied solemnly, IF I can be any
comfort to We in your last moments I
allow it's my Christian duty to re-
main"
eff you're goin' to do anything"
gasped the other. exasperated by Sine
on's deliberate slowness, "for Gods
sake do it quick! This limb is crack
in'."
II might turn in q fire ALARM" sug-
gested Simeon calmly. "Mebby If we
had the hook and ladder truck
Nor calculated the deacon. "For
goodness sake please don't do thatl I
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13
presently, glancing at him bashfully.
.sybv 1op,t Won ont ,,orriad2 p"

presently, glancing at him bashfully.
why don't you get married?"
"1f l thought l could get the right
kind of a wbman," Simeon stammered,
"a woman like you, now The bed
and mattress fairly rose in the air.
Simeon turned his head and coughed
violently.
"Oh. Mr.. Yates" broke in Miss Gull
len, blushing becomingly, "if l thought
that you would have-that l would
make you a good wife, She dropped
her sparkling eyes groundward. The
feather bed shook with renewed en-
ergy.
But i thought you said that you and
the Deacon began Simeon.
ooh, nor Miss Cullen interrupted.
II only meant that the deacon wanted
to marry me. Why, Mr.. Yates, you've
no idee how that persistin' old hypo-
critic has pestered me-" The bedding
experienced Il sudden terrific upheaval.
Simeon acted as if he were going to
explode. why. if l had let him I
honestly believe he would have got
down on his knees. l know l amt as
young as l once was, but l reckon l
know a man when I see one. Now,
you. Simeon Again she glanced at
him shyly.
"Well then" said Simeon, his eyes
twinkling. eff I should ask you to mar
ry me would you promise to-
ooh, Simeon" blushed Miss Cullen
softly. "I-I-yes, 1 believe I would,
Simeon"
would you PROMISE" continued Sim
con, pinching himself to keep from
laughing aloud when he saw something
under the feather bed behaving scan
dalously-"would you promise to sick
your dog on that old idjit Of a Dea-
con Partridge If he hangs around here
any more?"
No sooner had he uttered those
| words than from the midst of that pile
of household necessities there came
the visible indications Of a terrific
storm, followed by the subdued but
unmistakable sound Of ripping cloth,
and the next second feather bed. mat.
LTcSS dlu uedCOu arose Ill concert, duU
there, in the astonished presence OF
Miss Cullen, stood Partridge, his arms
and legs tangled in the environments
Of blue striped ticking and his head
and shoulders covered with a speckled
coating Of downy feathers. Feathers
protruded from his eyes; feathers vi.
brated OF the end Of his nose; feath.
ers waved ~majestically from the tips
Of his ears. He couldn't see or hear
or speak for feathers. He could scarce.
~ breathe for feathers.
"Pooh, pooh, POOH" he pulled, blow
ing great punches Of feathers from
his mouth. "Ahchoo! Ahche-oo" he
sneezed. The tears were running down
his face, making the feathers stick the
closer to his scarlet cheeks.
Miss Cullen sprang to her feet, press,
ed her trembling hands to her eyes
and shrieked.
"Well, WE'LL" said Simeon, regarding
him with overmastering hilarity
"Well. we'll. this is the first time l evel
see q partridge runnin' around hall
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13

picked. Say, why don't you go out be
hind the Darn and SINCE yourself"
The deacon could not speak. He
could not do anything but open and
his mouth like a chicken with the
gapes and go Cut, cut, cut"
'HVhy, he thinks he's an OLD settin'
hem" exclaimed Simeon, eying him
wonderingly. Shouldn't wonder but
he'll be a-scratchin' up your flower bed
next, Miss Cullen, Say" he added to
the perspiring deacon. why don't you
I'll didn't come here to be laughed
at" w%himpered Partridge, extricating
himself from the ticking Inc nearly
crying with Indignation. 81 came here
to call on Miss Cullen"
"Huh." replied Simeon, pressing his
hands against his %quivering sides and
regarding the other with austerity.
Huh. dye reckon Miss Cullen hasn't
anything to do but to entertain oyster
riches? Why don't you run away some
where's and stick FOUR head in the
sand?'
II tell you l amt goin' to stand here
and be insulted by no squatty old hip
pypotamouse," shrilled the deacon an
grily.
"Ruther be a hippypotamouse than to
be a featherweight," snapped Simeon.
"If you're SO blame brave, why don't
you flap your wings and crow? Why
don't you let folks know that you're a
Shanghai that's not afeard of anything
In the barnyard even if your pinfeath-
ers Amt all grown out?'
"I'm a man Of peace. Brother Yates"
replied Partridge meekly. I'm an
elder in the church, and l don't want
to get mad. and ! don't want to
swear
MAY be that you're turnin' to an an
GEL" retorted Simeon doubtfully. but
you look to me more like a dominicker
that's too thin to bile and too tough to
fry. Anyway. you ought to know that
Miss Cullen's front yard amt no place
for a poultry show"
"Got as much right here as you have,
you old billed lobster!!' screamed the
deacon wrathfully. "Ain't 1. Miss Cul-
len?'
well, really, Mr.. Partridge" snick-
cred Miss Cullen, looking happily at
Simeon, "now that Mr.-that Simeon
and me are engaged-of course
"You see, Brother Partridge" ex-
claimed Simeon. 1.-The lady has decided
that she isn't hankerin' to marry any
body that has a mania for breakin'
limbs off of trees. smashin' down fences
and rippin' open feather beds. Besides,
there's the dog" Partridge glanced
around uneasily. you know, deacon,
when a dog once gets a taste of a
bone
81 certainly extend my congratula-
TONS" sneered the deacon, scowling at
Simeon, land I hope I haven't in
truded."
Don't mention it, Brother Partridge
Simeon grinned. But, now, If you'll
step into the house and let us finish
pickin' you. Feathers is feathers these
days, deacon, and we can't be overpar
ticular what kind of a bird they COM
OF Of"
Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1908-08-13

don't want everybody in town to know.
I want to keep it quiet. They wouldn't
understand"
well, them" declared Simeon doubt
fully, there be only me more hope for
We, Brother Partridge-if you had a
balloon"
80 Lord!!' moaned the deacon.
Cant We quit actin the fool, Brother
Yates? Can't We suggest somethins
reasonable?'
Exasperated beyond endurance, Par
fridge shook his fist at Simeon. Crack!
Bough, deacon, Prince Albert and plug
hat struck the ground in q confused
heap.
There was a terrified scrambling, a
mufied growl. Then something long
and lank, with flowing hair and pro
truding eyes. dashed straight for Uncle
Simeon. Crash! A section Of the pal
ing fence gave way, and up the street
the deacon dashed. pale OF countenance,
bare of head, Miss Cullen's bull terrier
clinging grimly to his coattail and flap
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-14

ut will be learned with much interest
that the National Society Of the Fine
Arts has determined to enlarge It's
,ecture course for the coming season
and has arranged to hold Its meet
;rss in the Auditorium Of the Masonic
Temn,e which is most conveniently
located. When the society was nrst or
,.nized these meetings, at each OF whlch
a lecture upon some art topic Is delivered
u,era held at the homes of members, MI.
.rd Mrs Herbert Wadsworth. Mr.. and
Mrs Slater Mr. and Mrs. Eustis ana
others kindly lending their residences for
a.. n,,rnose: then, as the membership In
ora,sed Hubbard Memorial Hall was utll-
,,ad and now again a change. anordlng
.+Iu ampler accommodations, has been
doer,ed expedient. In the past six lectures
have been given during season. the
meetings being held monthly, from NO
vember to April. Now there will be nine
and possibly twelve In the course, the
purpose being to ultimately make them
h,-veekiy. Furthermore, 1t was decided
70 issue membership tickets In lieu OF
invitations, each of which should admit
two persons. a member ana guest. rms
viii mean almost doubling the previous
attendance but 1t will also make the
lectures twice as beneticent. 1t will, In
tact vastly increase the value of the
membership, from the standpoint of re-
turn. and should serve to materially
strengthen the society and greatly widen
its influence Among those who have
lectured before the National Society Of
the Fine Arts in the past are Charles II.
Calm. the art critic: Mr.. dorado Taft, the
sculptor; Mr.. Edwin Blashfield, the
mural painter; Mr.. c. Howard Walker.
the decorator: Mr.. F. d. Millet. the artist:
Mr.. Frank Miles Day, the architect: Mrs.
Richardson Hitchcock and Mr.. Royal Cor
tissoz. and for the coming year speakers
of no less distinction have been secured.
The first lecture in the current course will
be on the "B aginning of Art" and will
be delivered ext Wednesday evening. No
vember IL, by Mrs. Corneiia Stevenson Of
Philadelphia 1t will be fully illustrated.
Il
A T the Corcoran School Of Art an eXhi-
"A bition has been held this week of the
students summer work. This was set
forth in the water color. class room on
the top floor and open during the fore
moons to the students and their friends.
1t consisted Of over two hundred and six
ty sketches. chiefly landscapes. made in
oils. water colors and pen and ink. and
demonstrated in what measure the In
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