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bygones.
When wo wont bilb'rrv picking
<> u the hill'ido, you amt I,
In the golden sninmer weather.
Along the honey-seented heather
Neath the biuei jtist cloud-flcek'd sky;
How we clamour’d and made merry
When our Singers purple stained,
Met aitote the dewy berry,
I ought for it till none remained.
W as there ever such heart laughter
In those happy -unnucr days'?
< *ur spirits 100-ed to madness.
With wild unthinking gladness.
That ran never come hereafter
In life’s wmd-swept wild'ring ways.
Once again I climb the hilltop,
- nk tnv knees among the fern,
~i the yellow-tented wheat crop
in tne golden sunset burn,
i • her boys and girts are roaming
I in>’ the biib'rry bushes hr.
I’ 11.-king berries with stain'd fingers
vt tul.-t the dying sunlight lingers,
a"-t as we did—you and I.
* • their laughter from the distance
Wafted to me, where I stand
: ainkiiig of a past existence
■u boyhood's fairy land.
• ni > gliding i ernes" the twilight,
thinks a star from out the blue—
All—how bounded is my insight,
Here am I—hut where are you?
—Enjlith Illustrated Mayaeine.
CONK’S I,KO I I KK.
The Views of Religion Entertained by a
Man or the World— InKcrsollUm’ At
tacked and its Weak Points Exposed.
The following is a synopsis of a lecture
on “Ingersollism” delivered by Theodore
C. Cone, at the Young Men’s Christian
AsS‘K*iatioti building, in New York city,
a few evenings ago. Mr. tone is a Geor
gian, son of lion. Frank Cone, a lawyer
of great ability who practiced in Middle
Georgia about .’ld years ago. An able
writer and critic who heard the lecture
wrote a criticism on it. lie placed Mr.
Cone in the front rank of lecturers. The
criticism appeared in the National Itc
j r 4i< an. Sir. Cone’s effort was a logical
and effective argument in support of the
established beliefs of the Christian world,
without appealing to revelation. The
lecturer took on the character of a man
of the world, and argued from the stand
point of a searcher after truth, who
sought to satisfy his mind with the de
ductions of reason, rather than by the
exorcise of the faculty ot faith. Mr.
t. one begun ius lecture with the remark
tiiat the tnatt who bespeaks the at
tention of the public ought to make
liiste to give a reason why he has
the audacity to seek a hearing. This
\x i il>l be true even if the subject were
ti l ling, but it must gather weight with
the importance ot the matter discussed,
m l is overwhelming when he dares to
ui st which is i \er recur"
i : ;. a!v. ays miming; that subject which
-most profoundly engaged the world's
master minds —which has given birth to
■ very theology: that subject of subjects—
(<>><], soul and immortality. Everyone rec
ognizes the fact that during the past tew
years there has lieen a widespread agita
tion on spiritual subjects, a discussion
which has heated the public mind
antii it boils and sputters. It
i- the privilege and duty of
evt ry well-wisher ot humanity, the
than ot the world as well as the scientist
and the philosopher, to do his best to dis
• er the true form of belief for human
happiness. liy a man of the world is
lm int one who lias gone on his way
wishing well to the world, an earnest
ta .not independent w ill and mind, who
has thought his own thoughts and lived
his life in iiis own way, without affecta
te ns, shams, or make-believe, one who
lias been an honest doubter of revelation
and earnest searcher after the truth for
his own satisfaction, and having reached
conclusions which he would act upon in
the most solemn affairs of life.
The lecturer w anted it understood at
the outset that he did not intend to invade
the pulpit, lie had not the ability, the
inclination nor the spirit to preach, nor
was there any pretension to piety in his
discourse; it was not a sermon, but simp
ly an argument addressed by a man of
the world to men of the world and to all
doubters, to whatsoever school they may
belong. The religious need no argument;
their safe assurance is from within and
above. He proposed to deal with the facts
of nature, without any aid trom the fac
ulty of faith.
In dealing with the question of science
and the Bible the lecturer gave some ac
count of the five geological epochs into
w hich scientists have divided the earth,
and their several subdivisions, arriving
finally at the period when, according to
tic evolutions, a structureless speck of
protopla-.nl lay in the depths of the misty
s. as. From this germ, as they maintain,
thi- highest form ot organized life has
' • me. a thinking man. Prof. Haeckel
- ribes the origin of life to a chemical
process, in which inorganic carbon com
binations produce the material substance
called primeval slime, in which all vit.nl
activities are imbedded. Each individual
living particle of this structureless mass
in calls a moneron. the oldest inoneron
i : ginating in the sea front “spontaneous
g* aeration." Here is a break in the uni
t-sally observed law of caus
ition. The appearance of life
earth is the miracle of miracles,
'cutaneous generation is the uncaused
'ff.ct of all the wonders of creation. What
is this but a demand on the part of science
that we shall believe in a miracle, which
tci surpasses all the recorded miracles.
Materialism denounces all other miracles
as unworthy of belief, but when we come
w :th the ultimate inquiry and demand to
know the origin of life, we
are told that a miracle has been i>er
-1 rmed by matter. At this point scien
ce materialism is obliged to give up her
ilictumof"! know,” and to rest her w hole
i, .ric on the shadowy foundation, -I l>e
lt- vc.” Wliou we come to demand the
exact knowledge which science ever
< ims to have in the presence of the mira
b of life, she raises her nerveless hands
and cries, have faith, not in God, not in
miiipotence, not in a great first cause,
t in a process purely chemical—in pri
mary organic combinations.”
•A destroyer of old systems and a bril
!>t uropounder ot new ones,” was the
t- .io next treated. He has solved all
mysteries in the light of his great intel
t. By the beacon of his wise declara
tions mankind is to be guided in the one
.e way. From this description but sne
term can emerge, the author of “Inger
'"ll ism." Said the lecturer: ‘While I
have not the pleasure of a personal ac
quaintance with this gentleman. I fully
a-’eept, believe, and re-echo alt that his
and irest triends say for him personally,
arid this is to declare that he has honest’v
i purpose, great, good heart; a high or
ti t of intelligence, and unequaled elo
nee: all that goes to makeup an at
tractive. brilliant and lovable man. But
in regard to bis theories I cannot speak
w :b the same respect. For, after a care
fui study of all that he has enunciated, I
m,.st say, with all the force that language
; an convey, that there is neither reason
nor learning, seienee nor philosophy,
c ramon sense nor sound conclusion in a
w nl that lie utters.” The same idea un
derlies all his lectures, as not only the
same idea, but the identical form, figures
of speech, and even words appeer in all
alike. In the preface to his published
ante of lectures he complains that in
discussion ot the press reports they
ave been maimed and mutilated by “or
lox malice,” and he further says that
hing can exceed the mendacity
the religious press. Mr. Cone
' and that Mr. Ingersoll conld have
- tell cause of complaint against him,
i lie would quote only from the “cor
in'! authorized edition" of his lec
• It does no good to call him "hab
it Boh," as one great clergyman did
i public lecture; epithets answer
dig. Hi' premises and conclusions
>'■ their hacks on each other and rarely j
ri. i: li■ •is inconsecutive, illogical, and
irti and: still he babbles beautifully, I
} thi' ini' given him a large following I
•*•■ I wide influence among certain classes !
minds, it is clear to any man that \
ds him that be has never pulled the
! "ring oar of hard study and honest in
' 'tigation. Asa denouncer of cvery
‘ .’jg he has real genius. On religion he
rgos most of the miseries and many of
crimes of mankind. Did he ever hear
any crimes being committed in the I
i.a me of liberty ? Does that make liberty 1
any less sweet and dear?
raver ho pronounces a species of flat
t y offered to God with a view to wheedle
u : ivor out of him. Faith, he says, is a
mixture of ignorance and insanity.
“Gods." he says, “man has always had,
1 he has made them out of everything,
• t ali these have disappeared with the
•’ rs t dawn of science, except the big God,
who is fast clearing out.” “No god,” he
further says, “was ever in advance of the
nation that created him.” In all this
there is not the least attempt at argument.
It is simply bold,audacious assertion or flat
uemai. llis position is unique, and apart
from all other philosophy; for while there
cave been other infidels, there have been
none who laid claims to a knowledge of
a.i the mysteries that surround us. There
have been other men who worshiped na
ture, but there have been none who did
tv r recognize a region of the unknowa
lLe whole history of philosophy.
from Aristotle to Kant and Spencer, has
been to determine the limits of the finite
human mind, and to show its uttei; inca
pacity to deal with the infinite and un
limited. He stands alone, the incarna
tion of destruction, the genius of mere as
sertion, and so in philosophy he postures
as the colossus of the grotesque.
Mr. Cone then took up the Ingersoll
philosophy, and showed its
Carried to its logical conclusion it would
destroy society, government, law, science,
justice, chastity, all the hopes of mankind
and civilization. Abolishing a hell here
after, he would give all these to the lurid
flames of a hell right here and right now.
Out of the meridian splendor ot his phi
losophy there stalks the gaunt form of this
sickening conclusion—life is a sham and
thought a flimsy fraud. Mr. Cone sug
gested a nety title for the Ingersoll philo
sophy. it should be called, “Man con
sidered as a tenpin.” Nature sets us up
on the alley of life without any purpose.
Death bowls us down without regret, and
we return into the elements of the earth.
The very worst that can happen to us—
hell —is that we may come up a bramble
bush: the very best— heaven—is that we
may bloom In the roses.
“Give me the storm and tempest of
thought and action, rather than the dead
calm ot ignorance and faith. Banish me
from Eden when you will, but first let me
eat of tbe fruit of the tree of knowledge.”
This is printed across the title page of
Mr. Ingersoll’s book, it invites alt to
search within, If they would find that
knowledge which has been gained by one
who has prepared “the tempest of thought
to the dead calm of ignorance,” and who
was ever ready to suffer banishment for
the apple of knowledge. We who hat e
looked within know what it amounts to.
We know, to briefly sum it up, that it is
no vast and general denial of that which
the mass of mankind have always held
to be truths; while on the other hand it
is the arrogant assertion of a claim to
the knowledge of “all that is.”
The gifted founder ot the philosophy of
assertion has done and will contiuue to
do great harm. By the vicious, who have
been held in some restraint by the whole
some dread ot hell fire, he is hailed as the
apostle of liberty; the liberty to do as ystt
please, that liberty which follows the
denial of God aud immortality, of hell
and heaven, and which is a defiance of
conscience; that liberty, which is none
other than a license to appetite as an im
munity from the fear of punishment for
wrong' doing; that liberty, which Ben
Franklin meant when he said, “Don’t un
chain the tiger.”
T!IK SEA SKKDKNT.
Prof- Wood Says it. is a Species of
Whale That is Dying Out.
Boston Advertiser.
It requires a moderate amount of
courage to speak of the sea serpent ton
Boston audience, said Prof. J. G. Wood at
the beginning of his lecture in Chickering
Hall. He then went on to say that for
many years a sea animal of immense size,
though not a whale, has been seen by
seafaring men, having a body much longer
than its diameter. We read of cuttles,
with arms sixty feet long, which have at
tacked vessels. Books on natural history
as far back as 1550 contain cuts of
some most remarkable animals. When
the artist had his model, nothing
could be more perfect, hut when he drew
from his imagination the product was en
tirely different. Prof. Wood illustrated
this by blackboard drawings, copying
from some old plates which had lately
come into his possession. He copied one
of a sperm whale, the head of which re
sembled that of a wild boar more than
that of the monster of the sea. After de
voting considerable tune to sketching
and describing tbe many remarkable ani
mals, none of which, he argued, bore
much resemblance to the description of
the sea serpents of to-day, he said there
cannot be so much smoke without some
fire. There must lie something to give
rise to all the stories of seeing huge ani
mals. An animal, resembling that
of which we have later ac
counts, was seen as long ago as 1734,
and again in 1808. Coming down to more
modern times, he spoke of the animal
which was seen oft" Plymouth several
years ago. This was reported by the par
ties who saw it to be 10U feet long, and its
motion through the water was like the
caterpillar. He next cited the one seen
from the steamer Roman, which was be
ing attacked by swordfish. The average
length of these was from 00 to So feet. In
July, 1875, Arthur Lawrence, from the
yacht Princess, when between Swamp
seottaud Egg Rock, saw an animal whose
head was like that of the turtle or snake.
It was black above and white underneath,
and had flippers like the seal. It moved
through the water with an up-and-down
motion, and went at the rate of five or
six miles an hour. In July, 1878, two
years later, George S. Wasson, the marine
artist, saw an animal off" Gloucester
which he described as being fifty or sixty
feet long, with the same rise-and-fall
motion as described by others. In clos
ing, Professor Wood said that granting
these creatures have been seen, the ques
tion is, what are they? He did not believe
that they were serpents, but he thought
they might be of the c etaeean order—a cetc
ooo’us animal living in the sea and shaped
like fishes, bat breathing air and having
warm blood; in other words, it is a species
of whale which is dying out, and may be
to the whale what the eel is to the fish.
HAITI AM) MCOLIM.
t A Story That is Timely in Connection
with the Alleged l)e Can* Reconcilia
tion.
i # *Stin Francisco Alta California .
“Count Zacharoff has been giving me
. some particulars of your life, and about
I your marriage to Signor Xicolini. Will
i you please tell me when and where your
marriage took place?” asked an Alta re
porter. Mine. Patti looked rather sur
prised at the question, but smiled pleas
antly as she replied: “I was married to
signor Xicolini privately in the Greek
I Church, St. Petersburg, a few months
after my separation from the Marquis De
Caux. Of course you have read all about
that.”
“I have never seen this published be
fore.”
“Xo one has ever asked me before as
you have done,” said Mine. Patti, quickly
interrupting, "and why should I obtrude
my private affairs on the public, who can
have no possible interest in them that I
can imagine?”
"Hut pardon me, Madame, the smallest
trifles relating to so distinguished a lady
as yourself, even the very dresses and
jewelry you wear, are the commonest
topics of conversation all over the world.”
"I suppose so,” said the lady, smiling,
“but you know people don’t come to me
and ask where I buy my dresses or what
they cost, except it is reporters, and they
ask all kinds of questions.”
“1 have seen it often Btatedjthat your hus
band, Signor Nicolini, has never been di
vorced from his former wife,” said the
reporter. Mine. Patti looked amazed at
the remark and as if she was about to tell
the reporter to question Xicolini about his
own affairs, but it was only a momentary
flush of annoyance that suffused her
expressive face and all was good nature
again, when she replied: “Signor Nicoli
ni did not get a divorce from his first
wife; she obtained a divorce from him on
the ground of incompatibility of temper.
But, pouf, what does it all matter what
people say? The year his wife got the
divorce was 1879. I can't remember the
mouth. I suppose all the talk you speak
of comes from the fact that the church
does not recognize secular divorces, and
I made some effort to secure the sanction
of the Holy Father to my union.”
Mme. Patti’s tone indicated that she
considered the line of questioning had
gone far enough, and the reporter, having
gained far more information than he ex
pected, retired.
A Hit of Theatrical Scandal.
< >lict Logan'f London Letter.
There is an actor and actress now
traveling in the United States, in separate
companies, and whose lives are now, I
believe, divided, who were installed in a
charmin'.' residence together in London a
year or two ago. Both these creatures
were young and beautiful, and were sup
posed to be much in love with each other;
but their love was of that sound, practical
kind which did not allow sentiment to
stand in the way of profit. On receipt of
information from certain high quarters,
it is said, the woman is wont to telegraph
her actor-lover at his theatre: “Dear
Georgy, don’t come heme to-dav. Ton is
coming.” “Ton” was the nickname of a
nameless admirer of great weight in
royal and political circles. And “Georgy”
kept away.
Advice to Mothers.
Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup
should always be used when children are
cutting teeth. It relieves the little suf
ferer at once; it produces natural, quiet
sleep by relieving the child from pain, and
the little cherub awakes as “ bright as a
button.” It is very pleasant to taste. It
soothes the child, softens the gums, al
lays all pain, relieves wind, regulates
the bowels, and is the best known remedy
(or diarrhcea, whether arising from teeth-
or other causes. 35 cents a bottle.
THE SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, APRIL 13, 1884.
WORTH AND VIROT.
The Prince of Dressmakers and the
Queen of Milliners—Tlitiir Shops and
Idiosyncracies.
Dsmorest's Monthly.
The Rue de la I’aix was never a greater
power than to-day. Coroneted carriages
stand before its doors, princesses alight
and mount tbe gloomy stairways. Pil
grims come from Russia, America, and
from all tbe remote and civilized parts of
the globe aud patiently wait audience.
Here are found the great arbiters of
fashion, chief among them Worth and
Virot. Worth occupies the great hotel, 7
Rue de la I’aix. Long corridors lead to
ward the salons (V uttente, Here there is
no attempt at display, the floors are softly
carpeted, there are long minors and suf
ficiently comfortable chairs. The truly
elegant appointments are the young wo
men employed and the rich garments
stowed like costly bric-a-brac in glass
cases.
The is no better amusement, if one has
the run of Worth’s, than to sit in the
salon and observe the procession of wo
men that file through. It is only then one
feels the sacredness of dress and the
greatness of its priest. When it is a pos
sible thing Worth deludes his visitors
with someone of his satellites. If they
are not acquainted with his personnel he
can easily do this, for when toe calm
mannered, easy gentleman appears in
answer to their desire modestly ex
pressed, to see Mr. Worth, they are usu
ally so awe-stricken at the contemplated
interview that it does not occur to them
to doubt his identity. No one could be
more unlike his chief than this usual re
presentative, so suave, so mild, so self
possessed; all of which Mr. Worth is not,
since he wears the idiosyncratic marks of
genius—that is to say, being short, stout,
and red—and he is irritable and bristles
with points.
It is when the women come whose lives
apparently hang on a personal interview
that one gets a really realizing sense of
the greatness of his power. I have not
seen an ambassadress, a woman accus
tomed to command, weep in the presence
of a number of other women at his refusal
to come out from his secret recesses
where his busy brain elaborates numer
ous and artistic toilets, but I have seen her
supplicate and humbly entreat, her eyes
suffused with tears, which only did not
trickle down, and thus give me every op
portunity to describe her agony of mind.
Tbis was the occasion ol a really re
markable scene. After a time Worth was
persuaded to appear, and the great lady
dried her eyes. It was not one woman
now he had to encounter, but a half
dozen, who, if they had not the courage to
drug him forth from his hiding, knew how
to take advantage of his pressure. The
ambassadress was a lady of tine personal
presence, a blonde cendree. Evidently
with no keen perceptions of dress, she
had arrayed herself in the most distin
guished toilet her dressmaker had pro
vided her with, but one which bore no
possible relation to her own physical
advantages. A shudder did not run over
the great man as he contemplated her
while she was making known her desires,
but be shut his eyes, as if the sight were
more than he could quite bear. Then, as
if with great resolution, he opened them
and fixed on her a peculiar gaze. It was
a look as if attempting to see her, not as
she was, but as she ought to be. It is for
moments such as these one pays Worth
large money. The other women sat by
and devoured him in this, his great, su
preme act, with concentrated gaze.
Then, with a few rapid words,he sketched
for his client the outline of a toilet for an
occasion such as she desired. They
gathered up his words like precious
jewels; no one else spoke, and ali felt the
occasion to be something precious.
When lie had finished and was about to
go a wail of supplication broke forth:
"Mr. Worth, you will think of me,” “Mr.
Worth, you will do something for
me;” “Mr. Worth, give me just one
minute.”
At that moment (for it seems Mr.
Worth’s retirement had been genuine)
several employes came in eager also to
catch his attention. First one, then an
other asked him hastily some whispered
question; others, trailing samples ol rich
silks, held them inquiringly before his
eyes. Suddenly his face grew purplish
red, the veins of his forehead swelled. He
closed his eyes aud shut tight his hands,
as if in great tension—the gesture ot a
man putting with great effort a restraint
upon himself—holding himself together,
so to speak.
“They are killing me,” he murmured.
“They are all on my back; they are
weighing me to the earth.” The employes
tell back awe-stricken. The wail of the
women ceased, and a dead silence fell ou
the room. The moment was really solemn,
for the suffering of the man was too evi
dent. In a short time he recovered him
self, said a few words, and left the room.
Without doubt Mr. Worth is no longer
a strong man. He saves himself, and
everybody in the establishment desires to
save him. Many people who take no very
high grounds as'to their duty to their in-
I dividual shortcomings or good points are
content to have Worth clothes at the
I least expense of time and trouble. The
wardrobes are certainly supplied with the
largest choice in elegant costumes, and
• different rooms are dedicated to different
! occasions. The unique feature provided
for such visitors is the multitude of fash
ionably-dressed women ready to try on
the various garments. In most places of
the kind the grand divisions of feminine
I eiuty are recognized—the blonde, the
brunette, the tall, aud the petite. But
here we have the variations of these
species, the blonde cendree, the warm
blonde, and all the garments of tints down
to those of the dusky Oriental. Ugliness
has its place, and not only lias deformity
a living model, but the different vicissi
tudes of life are provided lor.
Worth garments are now too well
known to need comment, but this much
may be said in a general way: thev are
marked by simplicity of line and largeness
of effect. He does not snip and cut and
waste good cloth, and an admirable but
unitentional result is that they make over
weil. Shirrings, folds, and fine trimmings
are conspicuous only by their absence.
His strength lies in the grace of his
draperies, in his bold combinatious of
color, and an fond iu bis good sense.
One idiosyncrasy may be added. A
friend of mine was much addicted to the
wearing of violets. She observed that
every time she visited Worth he made
some excuse to avoid seeing her. Finally
6he persisted one day for an interview.
He then sent her dowii word he had no
ticed that she always wore violets, aud
as their odor made him ill, he could only
consent to see her if she would remove her
flowers. As these were the days follow
ing the fall of the empire, and as violets
are the Napoleonic flower, she readily
comprehended how sensitive he had be
come to their fragrance.
Virot, whose spacious rooms are further
down the street, near the Hue Daunon,
formerly Hue Neuve St. Augustin, owed
her good fortune directly to the Empress
Eugenie. In those early days she was a
little milliner on a back 6trect. She had.
bowever, a genius for striking effects, and
the Empress driving by caught a glimpse
in the window of one of her daring crea
tions. Xo one could more quickly "appre
ciate an artistic novelty than the Empress
Eugenie. She bought the bonnet, affected
Virot tnereafter, aud the milliner’s for
tune was assured.
She is now a great lady and her cabinet
is more thoroughly sealed than that of
Worth. The most curious part of her
clientele is the American milliner. She
comes often from Pennsylvania, Illinois,
and Kansas. Her great 'difficulty is that
she knows what she wants. She has seen
something in Cleveland, Quincy, or Omaha
that came from Yirot’s and she wants
something like that, with possibly some
variations in her own mind that she
strives to make plain. But one does not
so to Virot to give ideas, but to buv them
for a great price. The elegant ’young
women who represent -Mine. Virot in
sevetal languages do not know what to do
with this impossible person. The inter
view. however prolonged, usually ends
satisfactorily; the French ladies succeed
in selling the sort of bonnets that they
consider appropriate to thAe unknown
but presumably uncivilized regions, and
the lady from the West departs happy in
the possession of things from Virot’s.
Developments In Cancer Treatment,
Mr. W. 11. Gilbert, Albany, Ga., says:
“A gentleman named Moore, near this
city, had an eating cancer on his face,
which had eaten away his nose and his
under lip, and had extended up until it
had nearly reached his eye. The cancer
was eating his gumsand had rendered his
teeth so loose that he thought they might
at any time drop out. He has been tak
ing Swift’s Specific about three months,
and its effect has been wonderful. It has
driven the poison from his system, the
cancer has healed greatly, his teeth have
become strong again, and he things he
has been rescued from an awful death.
He is the most enthusiastic man 1 ever
saw.”
Treatise on Blood and Skin Diseases
mailed free.
The Swift Specific Cos.,
Drawer fi, Atlanta- Ga,
A CEYLON DEVIL DANCE.
SERPENT WORSHIP AND DEMO
NOLOGY IN THE ORIENT.
A Curious Performance Witnessed in the
Darkness of a Colombo Jungle—Tlie
Embodiment of Superstition and Hor
rible Nightmare.
Ceylon I.etter to San Francisco Chronicle.
While we were taking our coffee and
cigars on the long veranda, the soft night
breeze whispered through the palms, the
air was laden with the breath of cinna
mon, fireflies flashed amid the flowers,
nothing was audible but rhythmic mur
murings of a myriad tiny creatures in
their slumber. Surely it is all an en
chanted dream. Presently, trom the pic
ture in the “Arabian Nights”' where 1
last saw him, the turbaned and long
skirted magician will step out, clap his
hands and all will disappear—these pleas
ant gentlemen, the palms and the fireflies
—all! I shall rub my eyes, perceive the
London tog, then turn over to try and doze
again. Not so! The dr am is destined
to deepen its enchantment, to grow’ wild.
My host has somehow learned how fond I
am of demons and devils, how many years
I have given to the study of them— es
pecially to the rich, diabolic fauna of
Ceylon—and has resolved that for once I
shall have enough of them. The wild peo
ple Called “devil-dancers” are not now
found in or near Colombo, English man
ners and customshaving frightened them
into the interior, where they can only be
surprised now and then, as “Passion
Play” performers may be in the Tyrolese
villages. My host, with a considerate hos
pitality which I find characteristic of his
race, had invoked the aid of the chief
Buddhist of Ceylon—t-.e priest of Adam’s
Peak—and lo! here were some twenty or
more dark-bronze figures from the hills
come to iierform their weird orgies before
the door.
PREPARATIONS FOR THE DANCES.
The first sign of what was coming was
a flare ot torches approaching from vari
ous quarters irregularly, held by men
nearly naked. Then there was a loud
beating of tom-toms—drums ol long hol
low wood, at each end of which is a skin
beaten with the hand alone. Presently a
man began to drawl out a wild, wailing
chant, with which another and then an
other joined. These were words, but the
gentlemen present who knew the lan
guages of this region could not make out
their sense, and one of them thought the
singers themselves did not know. By this
time a considerable crowd of people had
gathered about the outer column of the
portico, and the flaring of the torches upon
their shining black bodies and eager faces
made a scene ot wondrous picturesque
ness.
Presently there was something distinct
ly diabolical in the notes, which, in com
bination with the silent throng of nearly
naked people, their white eyes lighting up
their dusky faces- along with the livid
torches, caused strange sensations to
shoot through one’s nerves. A deafening
succession of tom-tom thumps accompa
nied the entrance before us ot the Serpent
King Naga Rajah). His mask—face and
crown together—represented every terri
ble and beautiful curve and contortion of
the cobra. Serpents coiled out of the cor
ners of liis many-toothed mouth and about
his huge protruding eyes; they made the
pendants of Ids ears and live blended co
bra hoods and heads rose into a canopy
for his crown. With bin; was his Prime
Minister, who also had an ingeniously
horrible decoration of serpents, three
monster hoods rising above his head and
three smaller ones being erect over his
forehead. With them was a third person
age, crowned with five cobras. The three
faces were blood red, goggle-eyed, dusky,
the forms dressed in red, with touches of
green, beneath which patches of dark
skin were occasionally revealed as they
threw themselves about in sinuous ec
stacies. Though no word was uttered the
theme of their dance was evidently the
serpent, and I do not doubt that we were
looking upon an ancient rite of serpent
worship, or what is called such, my own
opinion being that propitiation of a dread
ed object is not “worsuip” ( worth ship).
They coiled, twined, twisted and wrung
their necks so long as to make one uneasy.
TIIE BLACK PRINCE.
I recognized an interesting legendary
personage in a fiery figure, that followed
the Xagas already described. They called
him Kalu Cumara, the Black Prince, but
none present seemed to know his legend,
with which I met some years ago in the
Asiatic Society’s journal. The manager
of the show told me, through a gentleman
kindly interpreting for me, that this Prince
lived on a mountain, surrounded by she
devils. I asked liim if it were not true
that women attributed to him all their
ailments and he promptly assured methat
such was the fact. The early legend,
which would thus seem to have nearly
died out, was that this Prince was once
beautilul and great; a race oi female war
riors (Amazons) besieged bis kingdom,
but, on seeing him, they all fell in love
with him. Each Amazon tried to appro
priate him, and in their competition lie
was torn to pieces. He then became a
demon, and ever since has been avenging
himself on the female sex in the way
stated. The classic Amazons have become
the “she-devils” of Singhalese supersti
tion. I thought I could perceive an un
usual shrinking back on the part of tbe
crowd when this Black Prineecarae dash
ing on the scette. Ue flared torches with
both bauds, and burning brands issued
from the corners of his mouth. His mask
was pallid and hideous. He never rested
an instant, but danced and leaned luri
ously, going through movements winch
expressed convulsions, gripings, deliri
um, epilepsy—sometimes setting fire to
his beard and clothes in an affirming wav.
1 have observed that even educated peo
ple here—and some of them are even
learned—are rarely free from the influ
ence of the superstitious atmosphere in
which they dwell, and easily accept some
rationalized modification of a popular de
lusion.
In the final there moved before us an
embodiment of malaria that recalled to
me Biake’s picture of the slimy green
sower scattering seeds. Then delirium
appeared, and finally a fearful, livid mask,
with moving saw-teeth in a cavernous
mouth, in whose face one need not look
twice to recognize the graveyard demon,
Marua—death. This was the demon con
ceived by a village which made a cemete
ry on a hill that overhungit, whence came
poison to the springs from which they
drank. Marua was the last enemy. The
chief deities of the Buddhist and Hindu
heavens, Sakra and Indra, came out to bid
us good-night and receive compliments on
the interesting demons provided in their
universe, for they were all demons—no
devil was among them, for devils do not
repel, but allure; they are nor ugly, but
fascinating. A coolie performed "somer
saults and contortions suggestive of bone
-1 esßness, and then the tom-toms ceased—
for the first time. The torches were ex
tinguished. The dusky crowd dispersed
among the palms and mangoes. Our
revels were ended.
A Procession of Baby Carriages.
New York Letter to Louisville Courier-Journal:
Something about the beginningof that
experiment called lire by way of contrast
Scene ou the corner of Nineteenth street
and Fifth avenue. There hove in sight
rounding the corner the neatest and
trimmest of servant maids, dressed to a
finish in the regulation costume, with her
head surmounted by a cap designed in
the realm of coquetry. She drew lazily
along a little carriage of expensive style
with a canopy of lace over the quarter
deck. Lying back was a child of 15
months, a tittle golden-haired, blue-eyed
creature, pretty even to the limits of that
ideal beauty which the mother always
sees and which gives her the reputation
of being stone blind. On the front of the
canopy fluttered a knot of blue ribbons.
The child was wrapped in a creatn
colored stuff of some heavenly mixture,
which was trimmed with fur. It was
a picture tor Greuze. The maid hove to.
Before I had time to divest mvself of an
exclamation, another maid, copy of the
first, drawing another carriage, also a
copy, brought into view a second babv,
the picture of the other. A knot of scarlet
ribbons fluttered from this oarriagq.
They were twins—Girolle aDd Girofla—so
like one to the other that thev could be
distinguished only by their colors. But
the surprise was to come. A third car
riage and attendant, debouching from the
corner, drew up in line with the two, and
behold a third maid and a third baby!
The three were exact in resemblance.
And to the last carriage was attached a
knot of yellow ribbons. Girofle, Girofla,
Girofli! “Triplets!” as maid No. 1 an
nounced. The three maidens then broke
into a chorus: “Best and prettiest chil
dren in the world. Oh! and their father
and mother so proud of them!” Any
body’s father and mother might have
been proud. Even 1. nobodv’s father and
mother, felt a glow of satisfaction at this
result of creation, and become quite
reconciled to the blindness of fortune by
this one of her very ingenious devices in
the way of a choice’lot from her cornu
copia, and the good taste displayed in se
lecting a wealthy nest for the triplets.
IN OFFICE HALF A CENTURY.
Some Old Men Who Began to Serve Un
cle Sam 50 Years Ago and are at Work
To-day.
Washinyton Cor. Xev Fort Sun. April*.
Fifty years ago to-day James Lawren
son, of Maryland, received an appoint
ment to a S4OO clerkship in the Post <tffice
Department. He celebrated the semi
centennial of his service by taking a half
holiday from his desk in the Dead Letter
office, and receiving the congratulations
oi his frieuds. He was a clerk in the post
office at Baltimore for teu years Defore he
came to Washington, so that he has been
in the employment of the government for
sixty years, "and in age as well as length
of service is the oldest of Uncle Sam’s
hired men. Duriug nearly a quarter of a
century Mr. Lawrenson acted in the ca
pacity of correspondent for the Baltimore
Sun, and has the additional honor of be
ing the oldest journalist in Washington.
He is still in good health, and able to regu
larly perform the duties ot his office, al
though discipline is a little relaxed iu his
favor.
William T. Barry was Postmaster
General when Lawrenson came in, and
Andrew Jackson was President. Before
Barry's time the Post Office Department
was considered merely a bureau, as the
Agricultural Department and Government
Printing Office are now, but Jackson in
vited him to a seat in the cabinet, in de
fiance of precedent, and against the pro
tests of John G. Calhoun, who was Secre
tary of State aud a great stickler for eti
quette. The only authority the Postmas
ter General has for a seat in the Executive
Chamber is A. Jackson’s invitation to
Barry. Seventy clerks did the Post Office
Department business in those days, and
three men were assigned to the mail
morgue. It requires over one hundred
now to open, read, return, or destroy the
dead letters that come in at the rate of
two million a year.
Uncle Jimmy Marr, the venerable chief
clerk of the First Assistant Postmaster
General,ante-dates Lawrenson’s service by
three years, having been appointed to a
clerkship on the 80th of June, 1831. There
are also several postmasters who hold
commissions older than his, although, in
cluding his service in the Baltimore post
office, Lawrenson heads the list of vete
rans. Lindley Mure, the venerable old
negro who sits at the mahogany door
which leads to the beautiful officeof the
Secretary of the Navv,cornes second, with
a service of 50 years, having been ap
pointed in 1828 by Samuel Southard; and
the third on the list is lion. William
Hunter, Second Assistant Secretary of
State. A clerkship was given to him by
Martin Van Buren in 1829, and he lias
been promoted from time to time, lie
reached his present position under John
son’s administration, and Mr. Marr is the
fourth on the list. There are a number of
e'erks in the departments who have seen
forty, and some have seen forty-five years
of service. . '
The oldest postmaster is Roswell
Beardsley, ol North Lansing, Tompkins
county. New York, whose commission
bears the date of June 28,1825. Postmas
ter Stabler of Sandy Springs, Md., was
appointed a few months before Beardsley,
but he died a year ago. John Bowdish of
Rural Grove," Montgomery county, New
York, was appointed postmaster on Dec.
10, 1830, and now occupies the same office
in which he opened his first mail more
than fifty-three years ago. During this
time received the princely salary
of $93 a year; and administrations have
come anil gone, political parties have
risen and died of decay, but he has never
failed to draw his quarterly allowance of
$23 33’;,.
A surprising case is that of George
Hilton, who was appointed postmaster at
South Parsonsfield, York county, Maine,
on the 27th of December, 1830. liis sala
ry was $35 a year during this time, but at
the end of the fifty-second year of his ser
vice he resigned the office with ali of its
honors and emoluments, and asked as a
special favor that Alpheus S. Hilton, iiis
son, a youth of sixty-four summers, might
be appointed in bis stead.
Uncle Jimmy Marr is orthodox in bis
religious belief, and was once discussing
theology with Col. Ingersoll. The latter
told him be “couldn't see how hell could
have any terrors for a man who had been
in the Post Office Department for fifty,
three years.”
O’CONNELL'S DUEL.
An Eye-Witness Describes the Death of
D’JEstcrro.
An account of the famous duel, iu
which the celebrated Irish orator and
lawyer shot his antagonist dead, is given
in the new Boston paper, Every Other
Saturday. It will be remembered that
O’Connell, although indulging often in
the most severe attacks on others,
declined dueling, and publicly avowed
this determination. This gave’ rise to a
charge of cowardice—in Ireland a very
rare and very detrimental accusation. He
Was in fact a man of great personal cour
age, and showed it on the occasion
referred to. A gentleman named
D’Esterre endeavored to fasten a quarrel
on lnm, and he vainly endeavored to avoid
an encounter. The unfortunate D’Esterre
paid for his perverseness with his life,
and the stiil more unfortunate O’Connell
expiated his moral timidity, in not refus
ing the due), with much mental anguish
to his death. There is no doubt that he
most reluctantly engaged in the combat.
He was the father of seven children, and
it was an alternative of life or death with
him, D’Esterre being reputed au unerring
marksmtwi. An account of the duel was
given by Charles Phillips, the celebrated
Irish orator who recently died.
“Being one of those who accompanied
O'Connell, he beckoned me aside to a dis
tant portion of a very lartre field, which
had a slight covering of snow. “Phillips,”
said he, “this seems to me not a personal
but a political affair. I am obnoxious to
a party, and thev adopt a false pretense
to cut me off. I shall not submit to it.
They have reckoned without, their host, I
promise you. 1 ant one of the best shots
in Ireland at a mark, having, as a public
man, considered it a duty to prepare, for
.my own protection, against such unpro
voked aggression as the present. Now,
remember what I say to you: I may be
struck myself, and then ski'll is out of the
question: but it 1 am not tnv antagonist
may have cause to regret bis having
forced me into this conflict.” The parties
were then very soon placed on the ground,
at,-I think, twelve paces distance, each
havjng a case of pistols, with directions
to fire when they chose after a given
signal. D’Esterre rather agitated himself
by making a short speech, disclaiming all
hostility to his Homan Catholic country
men, and took his ground, somewhat
theatrically crossing his pistols upon his
bosom. They tired almost together, and
instantly on the signal. D’Esterre fell,
mortally wounded. There was the great
est self-possession displayed by both. It
seemed to me a duty to narrate these
details in O’Connell’s lifetime whenever I
heard his courage questioned, and justice
to his memory now prompts me to record
them here.”
Henry Clay's Heroic Son.
Cincinnati LTeics-Journal.
“Do you know what killed Henry
Clay?” my genial Kentucky story-teller
asked me the other day. “If not, 1 will
tell you. He died of a broken heart, not
because he lost the Presidency, but his
son. Henry Clay, Jr., was Id's father’s
idol. He was sent to West Point, where
he graduated second in his class. Alter
four months in the armv he resinged, and
began practicing law in Lexington, living
with his father at Ashland. Not a young
man in Kentucky promised better thi"s
than he did. When the Mexican war
broke out he was determined to go. His
father made no objection, and lie went
out as Lieutenaut-Colouel of the first Ken
tucky regiment. At .the battle of Buena
Vista. Santa Anna, with 33,000 troops.
nearly overwhelmedGeneralTaylor, with
about one-eigluh that number. C’iav fought
hard, but, as his regiment was falling
back, a shot went through both legs. He
was not mortally wounded, and three
men nicked him up to convey him off the
field. It soon became evident that the
Mexicans would overtake them,
yourselves, bovs,”he said, and takin™he
pistol which his father had given him, lie
handed it to one of the men with the
words, “Take this, and return it to my
father. Tell him I have no further use
for it.” With that they dropped him aud
ran after the retreating troops. The last
they saw of Clay he was lying on his
back, fighting a squad of Mexicans with
his sword. Next morning his body was
found, backed to pieces and mutilated by
the cowards who had killed him. The
pistol came to his father, then a Senator,
and, though he lived several years after,
1 am convinced that he died from the
blow.
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TAKING A TAP.
nigli Betting at Monte in the Flush Days
of California.
''Philadelphia Times.
“Monte was the great California game
in '49,” said G. “I have seen many a big
stake made or lost at it.”
“What was the biggest single bet you
ever saw made?"
“.Sixteen thousand dollars. There was
a little gambler in ‘Frisco’ who used to
deal it; Sandy Jackson was his name. He
came, if lam not mistaken, front some
where in New England. George Walton,
the banker, wandered into bis place ‘a
little full’ one night, and, after looking
around rather unsteadily for a moment,
laid his hand on Sandy’s shoulder aud
said:
“ ‘Sandy, how much in the bank to
night?’
“The other players turned to look at the
new-comer’s handsome, intelligent, but
rather dissipated looking face. Sandy
took stock of his pile. It had been a lucky
night lor him. ‘A thousand ounces,’ he
replied ($10,000).
‘“Will you take a tap, Sandy ?” asked
the banker.
“Sandy seemed to study for a moment.
He was evidently a little staggered at the
reckless preposition. The lights shone
full on his peaked, old-mannish features
(he was barely turned of 20), countless
lreckles, sandy hair, and little twinkling,
feiret’s eyes. Ho fixed his gaze on the
window so intently that his eyes seemed
to pierce the panes aud the darkness be
yond to seek some far-away object; his
h ,nd opened and shut nervously. Sud
denly the lines about his mouth tightened;
he leaned back in his chair, and, turning
his face to look up at Walton, uttered the
one word, ‘Yes.’
"The banker seemed a little surprised.
He evidently did not think his offer would
be accepted. Still he was too proud and
too game a man to weaken now. So he
walked over to a side table, and, drawing a
blank check from his poeketbook, filled it
in tor the amount named, scribbled his
name at the bottom, and tossed it over to
Sandy with the remark: ‘ls that all
right?’
“Sandy glanced at it. ‘All right, I
guess,’ he muttered; ‘does it go?’
“The banker nodded. The gamblers at
tbe other tallies stopped playing and
clustered around this one to see the re
sult. In Monte the first card shown is
for the dealer, the second for the player.
Sandy turned up two—the first was a
queen, the second a nine. Whichever
came first now would win. Sandy placed
them next each*other a few inches apart.
The room was as still as death.
“Sandy gave a quick glance around the
‘gallery’ and then began to pull away the
cards from the bottom one by one. He
was as white as a ghost, but otherwise be
trayed no emotion, nor would any one
have supposed that all he bad in the world
was at stake.
“The excitement grew intense as card
after card was removed and not a nire
nor a face card showed itself. Ten, deuce,
eight, four, ace, six—a dozen or more
cards had been shown when ‘Sandy’
paused; the card beneath the one he was
pulling had a thin layer of color along its
edge—it must be a face card; but was it a
queen, or only a jack or a king?
“Sandy paused, and, taking bis hand
kerchief out of his pocket, passed it light
ly over his lace, and then replaced it.
Again he pressed his finger against the
bottom card, and, as it slowly yielded, a
hoarse voice behind Sandy’s chair called
out: A queen, by !’
“Sandy’s face "was the color of ashes,
but all he said was:
“ ‘I leave for the States in the mornin’.’
“Then he picked up the check, and,
folding it up carefully, placed it in an
enormous red morocco poeketbook.
‘Game’s closed for to-night,’ he remarked,
in answer to a question. ‘Cotne, boys,
let’s go to the Belle of the "West, and I’ll
set up the wine for the crowd.’
“As the boys tiled down the creaking
stairway one very old, white-haired gam
bler whispered to another, loud enough
lor me to hear:
“ ‘The slickest 1 ever see. Must a done
it when he wiped his face on that thar
handkercher’.’ ”
CHAKLKSTHOMSON*
A Relic of the Secretary of the Con
tinental Congress.
• Satchez (3fiss.) democrat.
There is in the possession of a gentle
man of this city one of interest
ing relics of the Revolutionary period.
Charles Thomson was the Secretary of
the first Continental Congress, which as
sembled in 1774, and was continued in
that office until the adoption of the pres
ent constitution, and was chosen to in
form Gen. Washington of his nomination
to the Presidency. So ardent a friend
was he to the cause of the colonies that
the elder John Adams speaks of him as
“the Samuel Adams of Philadelphia, the
life or the cause of liberty.” So accept
ably did he perform the duties ot Secre
tary of the first Continental Congress that
it presented to him, as a testimonial of its
appreciation, a massive silver urn.
This is the relic to which we refer, and
which is now in possession of Mr. C. T.
Chamberlain, to whom it has come under
the direction of the will of Secretary
Thomson. Under the will of Mr. Thom
son the urn was left to John Thomson, to
descend, after his death without heirs, to
Samuel Thomson, and in the event of his
death without heirs, it was to go to the
descendants of Mr. Chamberlain’s grand
father. In this way our fellow townsman,
Mr. Charles T. Chamberlain, is now the
owner of the relic, he being the great
grandson of Mr. Thomson.
The urn is of solid silver, weighing
something over 890 ounces. It is 31
inches high and is 9 inches in diameter.
The base is massive, and the top is sur
mounted by an acorn. Tne lower part of
the urn is chased with tobacco leaves, but
every other part is severely plain. The
urn bears the following inscription :
The Continental Conobess
TO
Chas. Thomson, Sec’y,
In appreciation of their esteem and appro
bation. 1774.
Nil Despcrandum.
Mr. Chamberlain has also Inherited
some of the letter-books of Charles Thom
son. The letters ot his correspondents
and copies of those of the Secretary him
self are pasted into the book and are fine
specimens of the correspondence of a hun
dred years ago. Many of the letters to
Mr. Thomson are l'roin the most distin
guished men AVho achieved our freedom
and formed our government. We have
not yet had an opportunity to go over the
correspondence, but wo do "not doubt
there is much in these books of letters to
throw light upon the events of that earlv
period.
A LENTEN COMPROMISE.
How Mrs. Topnoody Proposed to Regin a
Christian Life—Her Husband’s Digust.
Merchant Traveler.
Mr. Topnoody was quite hilarious when
he came home, Tuesday evening, and go
ing into the kitchen, he smiled gayly at
his wife and said:
“My dear, it had not occurred to me be
fore, but why is this week like our um
brella?”
“I don’t know, I'm sure.”
“Ha, ha, my dear, because it's Lent!”
“You don’t mean to say, Topnoody, that
you’ve gone and lent that umbrella "again,
do you ?” she snapped out, regardless of
the venerable conundrum her husband
had launched at her.
“Don’t fly up that way, my dear; it’s
only a joke. Besides, in ’ the Lenten sea
son you should forego your usual plea
sure, and not be quite so high tempered.”
“Don’ talk to me, Topuoody, about tem
per. I haven’t got half as much as you
have.”
“Of course not, love. You’ve been giv
ing your temper to me so long, that I
sometimes think the supply ought to be
nearly exhausted.”
“There you go again, Tnpnoodv! You
are always finding fault and trying to
make me unhappy.”
“Forgive me, 'my dear. But really,
now, don’t you think it right to recognize
this season, set apart for the rest ol the
soul from temptation, desires and frivoli
ties of the world? Don’t you think that
Lem is the Sunday of the year, and that
we should observe it accordingly?”
“Certainly I do. You didn’t take me
for a Chicago woman, did you? I’ve got
just as much religious sentiment as you
have, aud if you will agree to swear off on
beer and cigars, until Easter, I’ll agree
to give up the strongest link that binds
me to the Old Nick, and for a season trv
to be a Christian.”
“It’s a bargain, but you must tell me
what you will give up, if 1 give up cigars
and beer.”
“Well, Topnoody, it is my husband. 1
feel sure if I could send him to the country
for a few weeks, I could be just as good
a Christian as any woman in town.”
Topnoody backed out.
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Ciotliimji.
YES! YES! YES!
YES, WE HAVE CHILDREN’S CLOTHING
FROM 4 YEARS UP. YES, WK HAVE BOYS’
CLOTHING. IN FACT, CLOTHING FOR ALL.
ALL STYLES, GRADES AND PRICES, BUT
REMEMBER, THE PRICES AUK ALWAYS
TIIK LOWEST.
Hats! Hats! Hats!
STRAW IIATS, PEARL COLORED HATS,
BROWN STIFF HATS, BLACK STIFF HATS,
SOFT HATS, HATS IN ALL STYLES AND
TRICES.
FURNISHING GOODS.
NECKWEAR, UNDERWEAR. WE ARE
THE AGENTS FOR THE “KING OF SHIRTS,”
LAUNDRIED OR UNLAUNDRIED, THE BEST
SHIRT IN THE CITY. CANES, UMBREL
LAS, ETC. GIVE US A CALL AND BE CON
VINCED THAT OUR STORE IS THE PLACE
FOR YOU TtTBUY.
Chas. Logan & Cos.,
THE SAVANNAH
r
•Clothing & Hat Store.
piotrUmtitm.
SAVANNAH
Volunteer Guards Battalion.
GRAND DISTRIBUTION
-OF
FAIR PROPERTY!
\FAIR will be held in Savannah, Georgia,
on April 15th, to last for several weoks, to
raise a fund for the erection of a New Arse
■ nal or “Guards’ Armory.” A portion of the
property contributed will be disposed of by
the sale of Five Thousand (5,000) Ticke s at
Two C 2) Dollars, and the property will be se
apart and aggregated in two hundred and
fifty parcels of the value of Fifty-seven Hun
dred (5,700) Dollars, and the ticket holders wi
be entitled to said articles and pieces of prop
erty as the same maybe drawn by disinter
ested Commissioners.' A detailed list of the
property set apart for the Distribution will he
poeteu Coring the Fair. The following is a
summary of the same!
1 prize, west half lot 28 Forsyth ward,
fee simple; value $1,30D
1 prize, west half lot 27 Forsyth ward,
fee simple; value 1,200
1 prize valued at 150
2 prizes valued at SIOO each 200
5 do do 50 each 250
5 do do 10 each 200
10 do do 25 each 250
20 do do 20 each 400
40 do do 15 each 000
65 do do 10 each 650
100 do do 5 each 500
Total, 250 prizes, valued at $5,700
The Commissioners who will superintend
the drawing of said prizes and the distribution
of the same amongst the shareholders who
hold the successful tickets will be General A.
R. Lawton, General G. M. Sorrel, Hon. Geo.
A. Mercer, Hon. Robert Falligant, Hon. J. R.
Saussy.
The Drawing and Distribution will take
place towards the close of the Fair, on a day
to he announced hereafter.
Tickets can be had from any member of tbe
General Committee, or from the undersigned.
By order of the General Committee.
JOHN R. DILLON,
HERMAN MYERS,
JNO. B. FERNANDEZ,
Special Committee.
IDatcljco attD
AT 7,1, MEYER’S,
120 Broughton Street,
Yon will always find a superior stock of
MM Ms,
“ROCK CRYSTAL”
Eye-Glasses and Spectacles,
FLORIDA CURIOSITIES.
A stock of (“levant SOLID GOLD .JEWEL
RY and the very lowest prices.
1 make it a point to sell the best and most
reliable goods only. *
F. H. 31EYE1I.
Holtair Cello.
PP
I%JdyeslJl I
(BEFORE.) (AFTER.)
TtLIIcTRO-VOLTAIC BELT and other Electric
Ij Appliances are sent on So Days’ Trial TO
MEN ONLY. YOUNG OR OLD, who are suffer
ing from nervous Debilitt_ Lour Vitality,
Wasting Weaknesses, and all dfcse diseases of a
Personal Nature, resulting from Abuses and
Other Causes. Speedy relief and complete
restoration to Health, Viuor and Manhood
Guaranteed. Send at once for Illustrated
Pamphlet free. Address
VOLTAIC BELT CO., Marshall, Mich.
J, H. WALKER & CO.,
Naval Stores Facccrs
—AND —
General Commission Merchants
102 BAY STREET, SAVANNAH, GA.
Kutton Compveoo.
MOHSU]
COTTON COMPRESSOR
*■ c™— ■
Exerts a pressure on the bale of 5,000,000
Founds, tbe most powerful in the world.
Has loaded the largest cargoes, tier ton
measurement, ever taken from an American
port.
The whole number of Cotton Compressors
in use in this country is 111, of eight different
kinds, 48 of these are MOUSE, and all in
troduced in the last six years. In the last
three years, 20 MORSE have been built,
ami only four of all other kinds com
bined.
OVER ONE-HALF OF THE AMERI
CAN COTTON CROP 18 NOW COM
PRESSED 11Y MORSE COMPRESSORS.
Its use is saving Four to Five Million Dol
lars Annually to the crop, in freight charges.
Several of those erected six years ago have
now compressed 600,000 to soo.ooo bales
each, without breakage or appreciable wear.
Not a single breakage or defect has
ever occurred In any one of the MORSE
COMPRESSORS, built of Cold Blast
Charcoal Iron.
It has made ttie business of cotton com
pressing the safest aud most profitable of any
in the South.
Those wanted for next season should be or
dered at once. For particulars address the
sole proprietor.
S. B. STEERS,
new ORLEANS.
sUumbrvc' Suppliro.
JOHN NICOLSON,
DEALER IN
Plumbers’,Machinists 1
—AND—
MILL SUPPLIES,
Wrought and Cast Iron
Pipe and Fittings,
—AND—
Brass and Iron Cocks aud Valves Tor
Steam, Gas and Water.
30 and 32 Drayton Street,
SAVANNAH, GA.
3>rr (Tvrarn 3frrPiri*o.
HEAD
*
Ice Cream Freezers, Water Coolers, Ice
Pi toilers, Ice Tea Sets, Berry Sets, etc.
Lemon Squeezers.
Crockery House of Jas. S. Silva,
140 Broughton street.
QUARTERS
(fororto.
IWfIDM STRONG’S CORSET.
ptJ CCirmrU-a under the direc
tion of a leading New York Phy- rjEgsßkfc
sician, expressly to o’oviata tho
debilitating effects of other Co
rsets. Itrelievesthedelicateand (Y VB9.
vital female organs of injurious 1 a
pressure, Affording sash perfect
ease A freedom of&cuoainstoopiag / \
indallotiierpositions as to leave / J[r )
the Tsarer Lent snoottKitascfthn
Trsssnes of a Corset. Every '""Yr
lad 7 will wear it when ac- mm!,'/ i
attainted with its merits. M
Its beautifully formed busts, “N. M
with patent distenders. give
the cutlines of a perfect (level* // /
opmentaud graceful figure. /7, yls
ASE TOUR MERCHANT FOB IT.
Samples mailed for st. 50. ’
IASY AGENTS WANTEB.
JJLITTZPATKICK*COJIT>eNEWYOBK
Jlromotimo, Gtc.
CRUSHED INDIAN
EMERALD OAT MEAL,
WHITE WHEAT,
WHITE OATS,
CASSAVA,
BRANCH.
For sale by
F. L. GEORGE,
COP.. STATE AND WHITAKER STS.
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