Roanoke Beacon Newspaper
Washington County, N. C.
Vol. No. 1 - Issue No. 15
August 16, 1889 (Part 1)
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THE ROANOKE BEACON
[editorials on state news]
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MOONSHINERS CAUGHT BY DEPUTY COLLECTOR, A. C. LEHMAN
A Bold Scheme Miscarries
The Distillers of the Dew in Jail.
RALEIGH AHEAD OF THE WORLD.
It is not generally known, but the largest gas engines in the world are right here in Raleigh in daily operation. They are in a special building at the Raleigh gas light works and are used to generate the electricity for the electric light system of the city. One of the engines is fifty horse power: the other sixty. They run three immense dynamos which supply over one hundred arc electric lights of 1,200 (estimate) candle power each. This station is quite a curiosity and very interesting to visitors.
OUR CRESWELL LETTER.
Creswell, N. C., Aug 12, '89
Editor Roanoke Beacon:
Nothing occurred to break the dull monotony in and around our village last week, hence no report.
On the 8th inst., two colored men went to Justice Howell for a search warrant - as they had a plow, shovel and other farming implements stolen out of the field - and they suspected one John Green, (a colored minister of the Disciple church) as being the thief. A search warrant was issued, and all the stolen property found in said Green's barn. Green was not at home at the time, as he had gone up the country to conduct a protracted meeting. A warrant of arrest was at once issued, but the said minister heard of it before he got home, and instead of keeping on going home, he made tracks for the sound and hired some one to carry him across, thus eluding the Constable.
Justice Mercer had three cases before him last Friday, viz: E. R. Spruill vs Richmond Preston, E. R. Spruill vs Warren Norman, and E. R. Spruill vs J. D. Wolfrey - all for trespass. Only one case was tried, the one against Warren Norman, said Norman was defended by Mr. A. O. Gaylord of Plymouth, verdict, guilty, fined $5.00 and cost. Mr. Norman took an appeal to our next Superior Court. When the next two cases was called up the defendants demanded a jury, hence they were continued until the 16th inst. On the following day (Saturday), Justice Mercer had three other cases before him, viz: State vs Alexander Kelly, State vs Fred Paterick and State vs Wilson Alexander - all for failure to work public road. Only one case was disposed of, that of Alexander Kelly's, he was found guilty and fined $4.00 and cost - the other two were continued.
A most horrible death occurred about 2 1/2 miles from town, last Saturday morning. One B. Franklin Watson and one Joseph Smith was cutting timber for Messrs. L. H. Greecy & Bros., and in felling a large pine it struck an adjacent tree which knocked a large limb out of the falling tree and struck said Watson on the back of his head crushing it in and breaking his neck, and of course killed him instantly. Said Smith also was struck by the same limb on his leg, carrying away a large part of his pants but receiving no serious damage further than a sever fright.
What a sad and terrible blow it was for Watson's young wife, (whom he had left but an hour or two before in perfect health), to hear that her husband was dead, and to realize that she and her infant babe was thrown upon the cold charities of the world, with no strong arm to lean upon.
Watson's death should serve as a warning to all of us, to prepare for death, for "in such an hour as ye think not, the Son of Man cometh."
Rev. Mr. Collier, (a Missionary Baptist minister), assisted by Rev. W. T. Totton, (a M. P. minister), also by a young Theological student of Richmond, (Va.) college, named Keefe, is conducting a series of meetings in the Baptist church of this place. There seems to be much interest manifested in the beginning, and we hope much good many be accomplished ere it closes.
More anon. - X. Y. Z.
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Winston is to have electric street cars.
There are 225 inmates at the Oxford Orphan Asylum.
The citizens of Scotland Neck contemplate boring an artesian well
The State Tobacco Association will convene in Greensboro on the 27th inst.
It is said the Signal, Republican organ at Raleigh, will resume publication in September.
Mr. John Walsworth, of Charlotte, $2,000 net profit on clover and grass this season. - Ex.
Capt. W. W. Carraway, postoffice inspector, has been transferred from Pennsylvania to Eastern Carolina.
There is no truth in the rumor that Maj. Hearne has resigned his connection with the Wilmington Messenger. - Argonaut
The Scotland Neck and Greenville branch of the Wilmington and Weldon railway will be open for business Aug. 2nd, from Scotland Neck to Riverton, 37 miles.
The oldest man in Indiana is Benjamin Moore, who is said to have been born in North Carolina on Christmas day, 1781. He has always voted the democratic ticket. - Call.
During the last three years Mr. George D. Green has sold three calves the same mother, for $15, so he tells us. One of them sold for $5. Does it pay to raise fine cattle? - Wilson Advance.
It is said deep borings are to be made in the coal fields of Stokes county, this State, not only to test the extent of the coal, but also to ascertain whether there are not also gas, the indications favoring the belief that both exist here. - Call.
A letter from Tyrrell county, this State, says: Our county is still without a whiskey shop, our jail is very seldom if any use, no one in it, only two paupers in the poor house, and none of our citizens property has been sold for taxes this year. - Fisherman & Farmer.
Louis Lavender, a colored woman of this town, purchased a cabbage the other day, and upon cutting it open a good sized moccasin snake dropped out and was killed by the bystanders. It is safe to assume that the cabbage did not have a place on Aunt Louisa's bill of fare that day. - Washington Gazette.
LONG RIDGE LETTER.
Long Ridge, N. C., Aug 11, '89.
Editor Roanoke Beacon:
There is little news this week to employ the writer or interest the reader. There has been here, six long, dreary weeks of almost constant rain. The crops are a good deal injured, cotton especially, fruit also is injured.
Mr. Sam. Waters, of this place lost a fine horse with staggers last week, making four he has lost by this disease in about four years.
The school at this place is making rapid progress under the skillful management and kind care of our courteous and accommodating young teacher.
The many friends of Mr. Joe Harrison will be grieved to hear of his continued ill health. He has our sincere wishes for a speedy recovery.
We are having some warm weather now, the long golden days of summer seem to linger, as though loth to leave us as we are to see them go, but ere long the trees will lose their summer dress of dark green and nature's artist will paint them, we scarce known when, with the varied tints of the rain bow and our forests will be arraid in their autum dress, the sweet flowers will begin to leave us and the wind to sigh softly in the trees, while each falling leaf reminds us of long lost hopes and useless dreams of our absent living friends and the dear faces hidden by the coffin lid from mortal eyes for ever and said autum will be here. I can not tell you dear reader, how deeply I love the sweet spring time, with its birds and flowers, or how I dread the coming of that season which is suggestion of sorrow and death. Yet how like are we to the flower that blooms for a season and then flee before the approach of their cruel foe - the frost, or like a tiny bubble on the bosom of the great Ocean of time.
Long may the Beacon continue to prosper and may the name of its energetic young editor be written among the famous ones of our land. - Wild Rose.
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