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NOTES ON THE SOUTH.
The Laml of roftry-Joaqnin Miller's
View of the Negro.
Apropos of the Blair educational bill,
- Joaquin Miller in a Washington
to the Philadelphia Press, I have
■ it ray business to look into the con
<fa large class most likely to be
:.ted bv a bill of this kind, which,
r ur later, and in some form orother,
- in ' a law. And, as is best in all
... sof inquiry: I began right at home
*r. 1 at the bottom.
in the first place, 1 went to the prison
, in Washington; I found twenty-one
women in jail: 1 found three white
.in jail. If justice is administered
, . and 1 hear no question on this
.. this is a bad showing for the blacks
;n w ith. I tried to find out what
ii the educational advantages of—
'tiers; and, so far as I could ap
\ mate to the truth, the white women
it. el and write, while about half of
s' claimed to lie able to do the
.1 he offenses of blacks were almost
> "fa trivial kind, if one may call
. thieving trivial; the whites' had
. r < fli uses to answer for. Hut there
• old negress— crazy, I think—un
: '• ntenee of death for murdering two
mn. The other sex of the two races
- .1 "ii about the same plane, with the
sad dis)>roportion.
NOT VICIOUS, BUT WEAK,
l-it really we get not much light here. !
• ai- prison inspection teaches anythin!?,
■ :• ich' ■; that the negro is not vicious at
all. hut weak. In his capacity of servant
is all the time tempted. One remarka
iliseovery 1 made in my prism inquiry
was that ho steals not for himself half
or mure than half the time, but for
•tin-rs. He steals fisnl, clothes, cheap
■ \\< ss. etc., from his employer to give
away. He is iretierous. you sec. with
otic i people'- property at hast. So I give
it a- my . nvictior that the worst feature
in the black man's character is that of
I* tty thieving, as shown by the prisoners
auil prison records. A had trait, it is
true, hut not the worst t y a great deal.
After l had bought land nr.d settled
down on the hill here overlooking Wash
ington 1 found to ni* horror that 1 was
within a stone's throw of a regro sen? -
nary or academy, as both sexes are
m ; . r ld here, and that I had established
my-If within hailing distance of about
two hundred blaeks.
1 thought it strange that 1 had not dis
v- .1 the fact rf the immediate t res- j
f m> black n< ighbnrs at ones. 1
c.ld like to see a school if 200 promis
- whites keep still long enough to
u i man to buy land a id build a louse
lotting tkomselvi s tie known. Fi
ll mu to dawn upon me that my
ii irs were neither noisy, indc lent or
% a- in any degree, or at all As the
-sonis of spring can o out I b-gan to
: groups of my black students on
oils, here and there, with the rbooks,
it was aliotit all the sight or sound
negro school I have yet encoun
-1 hav. not to this day tVard a sin
• icc. unless 1 first spoke to him or
as we have sometimes m>t in our
k- tinder the oaks. And not one of
o has ever ventr.red inside of my eu-
A MOPKI .SCHOOL
Vnd a- these black people treated me
-1 • t, 1 came finally to respect
: in return; anti when their principal,
. \ re man, possessed of that ijulet force
m uis conijnest from the first, eall
. id asked nn- to see his scholars, 1
w. ;it to on* of their receptions. I
in sita'o to tell of the perfect ordei
. the jierfcct everything, lest 1 might
• entirely indorsed. Bar in mind it
- c. tny business, as a scribe and re
r of the progress of the earth, to visit
. v schools. I have lived at Oxford, at
t .:;ibridge, loafed about Heidelberg and
• 1 something to say to the stu
d I’- in Athens, Alexandria, and
'vn Jerusalem, but such exact dis
ipliiv , yet home-like behavior, I have
aid now here at all. 1 call attention to
tact, which 1 think not generally
\ an. i bat the educated negro does not
aiit hi- words or abbreviate them or
- ,tk in any other way than as an edu
• i white man. Turn your back and
would not be able to detect the white
!’ m the black speaker. These students
a making the very most of their oppor
\ cl this. I think, is all that there is of
. all that God or tb> country asks of
>■ unman being. And it is the one great
intent for the bill. How far they have
. luci dCI how fa-t they have advanced
- not so easy to detine positively.
THK LAND OF POETRY.
" :i>!o on this subject of books and
- lars. I invite attention to some books
• t have been sent me from the South,
u. 1 not entirely for what they are, but
r what they promise mainly, the first
.sweet flowers after the storm and
w inter. The South is the land of poetry.
tVi..t her some new Byron or Keats or
> dley shall cotne down and conquer the
Ann rican Italy with his cross of soug re
mains to be stum.
1 nave n< arly a dozen volumes of verse
-ent me from the South recently. <>f
■ .r- the abler poets, such as Paul
Hayr,.- and Father Ryan,are not to be con
- . t I. Hut before taking up these books
; i- look at these lines from thelate
' y Lanier and tel! me what you think
■ ir splendor. And only t ' reflect that
tic - to m was four years a Confederate
- In r. a private in the ranks, refusing to
• noted because he would then have
• <ve his little brother who had fought
- many battles at his side still in the
Poor, dear lad! And then he died
i- he got a place to sit down and rest.
I*: • Ward, of the New York Independent ,
■ n- to publish his life and works soon,
k .t h ir tin’s great cry of pity and of pain
a- he drew near to the river of darkness:
T • m plains, that suffer the sea and the
ran amt the sun.
' . ! and span like the Catholic Man
w ho hath mightily won
I of knowledge and good out of in
timte pain,
\ i- -ht out of blindness and purity out of a
stain.
A. the marsh-hen secretly bui’ds on the
watery soil.
' I w ill build me a nest on the great
m—i af God!
fl v in the greatness of God ae the raarsh
hen dies
fre dnm that fills all the space ’twixt
ihe marsh and the skies.
I! many roots as the marsh grass sends in
the soil
heartily lay me a-holdou the greatness
of God;
t< the greatness of God is the greatness
within
T range of the marshes, the libera! marshes
of Glynn
Here is a little story in just a dozen
ini - from another dead Southern poet,
Hr. Frank Ticknor, and it seems to me
thi-n- is nothing in our land as good and
graphic in its way:
• >,.t nf the focal and foremost fire,
•• .fthe hospital's walls as dire;
-i ’if grape-shot and gangrene,
i -liternth liattle and he sixteen!)
'1 in ,-mh as vou seldom see,
l ittle i.illin, of Tennessee.
" or.i of gloom from the war one flay;
‘ 'Johnston is pressed on the front,” they say,
I nit* I. fiii! was u|> and away;
A tear—hi- tlr-t—as he bade good bye,
1 mm* -d the glint of his steel blue eye;
”1:: write if spared I”—there was news of the
fight.
Rut none of Giflln—he did not write.
The most ambitious of all these books
- Mrs. Messenger's, and if her next hook
i> not worthy a great reception I shall be
surprised. And through her books I find
t:> .gilts as brilliant and abundant as
>' ■='at night under her Southern skies,
it oft.-ntime the stars are hall man
- v. i, dlj hidd* a bj words,
uls of words. This will
r- ii di.-.1. of course, in the next vol
i: . H. re are soint simple fancies:
Mat I stag you a song of the earth. O star. ‘
'■'■i'!'! w :ih dreams or your evening cloud*
'f - ■' e tilings done beneath the sun,
i "ill- mire sweet, e* hearts which are
proud?
•I- '< u anything heard from our world of
} sin.
Whose hard red hand on itf brow is laid?
i- ; I.o\ eor song thal youri.ght hath maile—
-1 i.at . ght where even tluj dark lies slain?
Heii is another fancy snavhed at ran
dom fr.,m another portion of ‘.he book:
,l; i. .-.i, is Thought, whose power and
might,
1. k truth, forever may lieam;
Rtf' ihe night, with its wonderful vlrcams. is
"Ik u the lost ones bend from their' realms
above
- • 'i the ../ through a dream.
i clip tin following from the end of a
little story. The last line is unmistakably
great:
She went beyond the skylark's home.
Beyond the still, gray’tields of space;
Where lost our baffled queries shriek,
-i hi silence stare* with stony fact.
Mr. John Henry Roner opens his fine
volume of poems with the following re
l>Red and perfect work. You can put
your finger on this and say, here is a poet.
* reverence such delicacy and fine for
bearance of intrusion as he outers the
temple of song, where he ought to remain:
1 - otur, full mindful that my davs
Arc numbered; that a near doth lurk ]
The night wherein no man can work—
I Come in reverence of the days
That have been granted to the great
Whose feet have trod this holy place—
To leave some sign, some little trace,
Even but a pavement tassellate
Of verse that I have wrought in pain,
lu pleasure, hope, despair, belief
And doubt in jov and frenzied grief.
That i may not have lived in vain—
That someone, coming here some dav
To pass a peaceful hour of thought,
In my mosaic simply wrought
Seeing some worthy work may say:
God rest him in a nobler sphere,
Green lie the bough above his gr.-.rc.
And over him eweefblossonis wave.'
And I, though long, long dead, shall hear.
Theophilus H. Hill is another North
Carolina poet, and, like all true modern
poets, he is not onlv n Christian, but a
very devoted one, and that is apparent
r.ot only in his life but his every line of
poetry. I shall have to conclude this no
tice of Southern work with these lines:
If aught that 1 have ever said or sung
May cause one more memorial flower to
bloom
here ptaintiae harps, on Southern willows
hung,
Wail, Mcumon-like, amid perpetual gloom;
Where, boweA with bleeding heart and eve of
stone.
The South, a nobler Niote appears.
Murmurs with quivering lips, “Thy will be
done"’
And seeics relief from e.gony in tears;
>i when her trembling hands, unclasped from
prayer,
Begin the light of votive flowers to shed.
Exhaling sweets—illuminin g the air,
Atiove the graves of her Confederate dead,
she ch tnre to touch sml ha ply intertwine.
Mu! flowers of balmier bi■eatli anil happier
hue,
A daisy or forget-me-not of mine,
Tt at erst unnoticed, by the wayside grew;
This—this Would be far 'dearer than the meed
1 l praise award and t the festive strain,
Blown from a pipe of Carolina reed,
Y\ hich, at your bidding, 1 awoke again.
TIKI*! .NTININGr,
The Naval Store Industry In Southern
Oeorjla
Ifarjier't Weekly.
To the dweller in the vast pint woods of
tli South Atlantic States the yellow pine
bears muob the same relation that the
bamboo dees to the Chinaman, or the
palm to a ;ative of South America. From
•it he buikls his house and fences, and con
structs P's rude furniture, carts, and
farming implements. Its light-wood
knots se' ve him in place of gas, kerosene,
or coal, turnisbing both light and fuel.
He hews it into squared timbers or rail
road tin, saws it into lumber, and, above
all. extracts from its sap spirits of tur
pentine, resin, pitch, and tar, which he
exchanges for all *the necessaries and
many at the luxuries of life.
Tin manufacture of naval stores, under
which general head are classed all the
resir.ous products of Um yellow pine, was
form rly confined almost exclusively to
North Carolina, where it was prosecuted
so xtensively as to attach to the inhabit
ant -of that State the name of “Tar
Heels.” As the old territory became ex
hausted, the industry gradually moved
m lthward, through South Carolina into
G'-orgia. where it now centres, and from
whence is derived mote than half of the
entire supply. It has also invaded north
ern Florida, w here the State couviets are
tow employed in “turpentining,” much
to their own disgust, for they perfer the
railroad construction on which they have
been kept at work for some years past.
As the extraction of turpentine does
not unfit the trees for lumbering, aud as
the success of both saw-mills and turpen
tine stills depends upon a ready trans
portation to market of their products,
they are often found in close proximity,
ami sometimes uuder the same manage
ment.
Outside of those located on the banks of
navigable rivers, the largest saw-mills
and turpentine stills in Georgia are found
along the lines ol the Central, the Sav
l vannab, Florida, and Western, and the
Brunswick aud Albany Railroads. As
; the new and flourishing city of Waycross,
at the junction of the two last-named
I roads, is one of the important centres of
1 the industry, it was here that information
was sought concerning "turpentining.”
With such courtesy wore the writer’s in
| quiries received that he soon found him
: self seated on a railroad tricycle, accom
panied by a guide similarly mounted, and
, rattling along at a merry pace over the
rails, through the solemn pine forest,
1 toward the Satil la River. On its southern
bank, five miles from Waycross, is located
the great lteppard Mill, one ot the finest
and largest in the South. That this mill
is turning out one hundred thousand feet
of lumber per day, and that within a
radius of twenty miles around it there is
enough standing timber to supply it for
the next fifty years, argues well for the
prosperity of the Southern lumber trade
for some time to come.
Near this mill was found a turpentine
still in full operation, rapidly converting
into naval stores the sap of "thousands of
trees, which were afterward to be sawed
into lumber. While the mill was sur
rounded by a village of small dwelling
houses, shops, forges, and a large store
for its hundreds of employes, forming thus
a thriving settlement in the heart of what
two years ago was an unbroken wilder
ness, the still had also its own cluster of
cabins aud store-houses, and its own com
missary department.
When a capitalist decides to invest his
money in “turpentining” he selects an
“orchard,” leases the forest from the
owner of the land at about ten cents a
tree, for five, ten, or fifteen years, locates
his “plant,” and is ready to begin opera
tions. While the still is being erected,
the trees are tapped, or “boxed,” by skill
ful axemen who are experts in this pecu
liar branch of woodcraft, and by the time
the still is ready for business a quantity of
turpentine with which to supply it has
been collected. The “box” is a recepta
cle cut from the trunk of the tree about
eighteen inches trorn its base, and will
contain a quart ot the “gum” which
exudes into it. Most trees can be
“boxed” in two places, many in three,
and some very large ones in four; but be
tween each two boxes a strip of bark
must be left to sustain the life of the tree.
The instrument with which the boxes are
cut is a long, narrow, and very keen
edged ax especially adapted to the pur
pose. Just above the box are made two
cuts in the bark in the shape of the letter
V, and from these the sap at first flows
freely. The boxer receives one and a
half or two cents per box, and if he is
expert can cut from two hundred and fifty
to three hundred per day. Ten thousand
five hundred boxes form a “crop,” and
sixteen crops arc required to supply a
still of ordinary capacity. A “crop” cov
ers trom three' hundred to five hundred
acres, according to the density of the
growth.
Following the “boxers” come “dippers”
and “chippers,” the former of whom col
lect the gum from the boxes, with round
iron ladles, into buckets. When a buclpd
is full it is emptied into a barrel, ot which
numbers are placed at rcgularlntervals
through the woods. One dipper has
charge of two crops, and empties every
box in them once every four weeks.
She Twigged.
Detroit Free Frets*
He called at the house and asked if she
hail any carpets to beat,padding that he had
been in the business for over twenty
years.
“How much to beat that parlor carpet?”
•he asked.
“One dollar.”
“Why, that’s awful! There was a man
here yesterday who offered to do the job
for fifty cents.”
“Exactly, madam, but how was he pre
! pared?”
“He had a club in his hand.”
“I presume so. He intended 4 to take
the carpet out ou a vacant lot, didn’t
; he?”
“Y'es, sir. Our yard is too small, you
know,”
“Exactly. That is a tapestry Bussels
carpet. It is badly worn. It has numer
ous holes in it. He would made a great
show in getting it out and in here. Out
on the lot he would give you away to
every one who asked who the carpet be
longed to. Is that the way to do a job of
this sort?”
“How do you do it?”
“I take the carpet out through the alley.
1 wheel it home. I beat it in a yard sur :
rounded by a high board fence, and while
I am returning it, all cicely rolled up and
covered with a cloth, if any one asks me
what I have 1 reply that it is a velvet
carpet for No. 224 Blank street. If no one
asks any questions I call at the houses on
either side of you and ask it they have
just ordered anew Wilton. They watch :
me and see me come in Madam,
in the language of the Greeks, do vou
twig?”
He was given the job.
The Correctional Tribunal of Paris will
give a hearing next Thursday in a suit
brought against Mr. James Haynie, an
American newspaper reporter, charged
with libeling Marie Van Zandt in a pub
lished account of the reasons for Mile.
Nevada's retirement from her engagement
at the Opera Comique.
Rows of very narrow velvet ribbon are
seen upon new French parasols.
THE SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, MAY 18, 1881.
BILL ARP ON P. V. N.
ElprciMs His Opinion of Nasby, Hi*
Paper, and Other Thing* of Interest
Detroit Free Prist.
A friend sends me the Toledo Blade and
marks Nasby’s last deliverance on the
South. My friend is very mad about it
and uses language. Well," it is aggravat
ing to have one of them fellers to come
down here and be toaded and toasted by
our people, aud then go back home and
write a passel of lies just to please his
newspaper and the folks who read it. But
I dont’t think we ought to take on about
6uch things. They do us no harm. Let
’em have all the emigrants if they want
them. Nasby says that “the South don’t
get emigrants because Istnd owners don’t
work as a matter of course. The small
farmer won’t work because manual labor
from time immemorial has been done by
negroes only, and has been considered dis
reputable in a white man. These emi
grants will not go to any country where
labo’ is considered a degradation. They
will not go to a country where he who
plows, sows or reaps is counted as noth
ing better than a 'd—d nigger.’ All this
has to be changed before Northern men
or foreigners will go southward.”
1 don't know Nasby. I don’t know
whether he Is a knave or a fool, and I
don’t care. According to my peculiar
views on emigration he hasn’t done the
South nor me any harm, but nevertheless
the lie is all the ’same, and if emigrants
and Northern men have been kept away
from us because they believed that our
farmers didn’t work, and that labor was
disreputable at the South, they must have
been told so by just such plausible scril>-
blers as Kasby. I walked ten miles last
Thursday in plowed ground, dropping
corn, with a lame back and the jerking
rheumatism in my shoulder, and when I
got done 1 was in a sweat of perspiration
and my nw'k bone wa* in ft twist from
looking one way so long; but I never felt
more respectable in my life than when I
sat down to mv turnip greens and fried
eggs for dinner. I have no idea that
Nasby ever experienced or enjoyed such
respectability iu his life,and he oughtent to
pretend to be familiiar with such a subject.
1 can say emphatically that labor is of all
things the most respectable thing among
our people. We have several able-bodied
individuals down here who don’t like to
work, but it is r.ot because they don’t re
spect it. It is because they are too lazy.
They lack the inclination. I reckon there
are someof the same sort everywhere, and
they will resort to most any respectable
dodge to keep from it. Even to writing
lies for newspapers. The farmers of the
South are her laborers. Niue-tenths of
them work with their hands and work
every day, and work hard. They are the
bone and sinew of the land. Three-fourths
of the men who fought our battles in the
late war were working farmers, and their
sons are working now, anil there is not a
considerate father in the South who would
not rather his daughter would marry one
of them than to wed the average young
lawyer or doctor, or clerk of our towns
and cities. I confess that my curiosity is
excited to know whether Nasby inherited
that idea honestly from his family alma
nac, or whether he made it up with" malice
aforethought, or whether he got it from
some other fool and like a fool believed it.
Nasby has revarnisheil the old possilli
forous idea that the North had of us before
the war, that we ail owned niggers and
made them work aud didn’t do any work
ourselves. But the truth was, not one
man in twenty-five owned a nigger, and
the masses of our population had to work
or starve. There was a small slave-hold
ing aristocracy and they didn’t work with
their hands no more" than the money
aristocracy of the North worked. Rich
forks don’t do manual labor anywhere,
but the war broke up this aristocracy and
leveled them down and the hard working
men came to the front and took the lead
in everything. The rich folks couldn’t
stand adversity like the poor. They re
tired from the turf and common stock
took the track and have kept it. This is
the logic of events, the swing of the
pendulum.
PATTI’S EARLY COURTSHIP.
Ifoiv tlie Rumor of Her Betrothal to the
Marquis of Caux Became a Fact.
From “Fourteen Years with Patti.”
There is a story of the Sunday evening
meetings at Patti’s house during the win
ter after she had returned from her Lon
don season. From these gathering* Nils
sou was seldom absent, and among the
most diligent visitors were Gustave Dore,
the Vicomte Daru, Barou st. Arniand.
and Marquis de Caux, who were such in
separables that they were called the
“three-leaved clover.”
Adelina looked forward to the meeting
with the Marquis with glad excitement.
He did not keep us waiting long, but the
meeting was also a parting. The Marquis
had to go with the Empress Eugenie to
Biarritz, and as he expected to remain
for a considerable period, he asked per
mission to write to Adelina and receive
intelligence concerning her. This per
mission was given with the understand
ing that the correspondence was to pass
through my hands, and was to be con
ducted by tlie Marquis and myself. I
had to report the smallest details of the
happenings to Adelina, and his excellent
peu gave us the most piquant descriptions
of ail that went on in Biarritz.
One evening, it was after a perform
ance of “Traviata,” the Marquis remained
with us after a few friends had departed
from Adelina’s dressing-room. As he
always repeated conscientiously the town
gossip to us, Adelina turned smilingly to
wards him and asked:
“Well, Marquis, what is there new ?
what is Paris talking about?”
“The newest thing,” was the answer,
“is that we are engaged.”
1 must admit that this answer startled
me, and that I looked at Adelina with
my curiosity on a tension. Her features
seemed enlivened by an inexpressible
loveliness. Smilingly she said to the
Marquis:
“And why not? I hope it would not be
unpleasant for you?”
At first embarrassed, then joyfully
moved, the Marquis was only able to
stammer the words:
“No, certainly not. 1 would be the hap
piest of mortals if it were true!”
Blushingly Adelina extended her hand
to the Marquis, who was almost beside
himself with joy, while she said:
“1, too, would be happy.”
Wildly the .Marquis pressed the proffer
ed hand to his lips, intoxicated with joy
he clasped Adelina in his arms, then hur
ried away speechless. But Adelina, in a
long, warm embrace, whispered the sweet
confession to me:
“1 am very happy 1”
MISS IDA LEWIS, ft
Homo Life of the Grace Darling of
America.
Newport i R. I.) Letter.
The Lime Reck Lighthouse, rendered
famous as the home of Ida Lewis, the
“Grace Darling of America,” continues
to send forth its friendly light on the wa
ters of Newport harbor and Narragansett
Bay. 'ihe only occupants of the bit of
land where the light is located are Ida,
now a mature woman of about forty
years and much broken tn health, and her
aged mother. Ida’s only brother is mate
of a coasting vessel and abseut from home
most of the time. Her only sister, a love
ly girl, died last November. The light is
under the exclusive charge of Ida. The
place is a model of neatness • and
comlort. Pictures of the dead sis
ter and ether members of the fam
ily hang upon the walls, while articles
of bric-a-brac are ucatly and systematic
ally arranged in various places" about the
room. But-few call at the lighthouse
these davs and Ida and her mother lead
lonely lives there. Two large Newfound
land dogs keep watch and ward on the
outside and keep oft' intruders during the
night. The grounds comprising the sur
face of the rock have been lully improved.
The rough places have been platformed
over, and the only spot of earth on the
place has been made into a flower garden.
Ida, who draws a larger salary by S2OO
than any other shore light-keeper on the
coast, is also exempted from the new reg
ulation requiring light-keepers to wear
uniforms. She has no objection to
the regulation if Uncle Sam would
furnish the uniforms, as he does
for those who enlist in the army. Ida
is probably among the last of the feminine
lighthouse keepers, as the department has
resolved henceforth to confine the appoint
ments wholly to the male gender. She
finds no fault with the treatment she has
received from the government, and fer
vently hopes that she may end her days at
Lime Rock, where she has made an en
viable reputation for bravery. She has a
name and place in history and will be re
membered long after she has been gath
ered to her fathers.
A Fine Hair Dressing.
Cocoaine dresses the hair perfectly, and
is also a preparation unequaled for the
eradication oi dandruff.
The superiority of Burnett's Flavoring
Extracts consists in their purity and
great strength.
the new Reporter.
Why Bilkins W*nt Into the Lard Busi
ness.
A NYtc Orleans Figaro.
Anew reporter is a queer being, and
for a brief period he revels in bliss. The
moment he secures a position on a daily
paper he thinks that the eyes of the world
rests on him alone, and all that he has to
do is to reach up with one hand and yank
himself upon the pedestal of lame. In
the course of a lew months, however, he
realizes that he needs both hands, three
or four ladders, and someone to give hint
a good boost in order to get there. The
first thing that anew reporter does when
he enters a newspaper office i6 to give
vent to his opinions,and point out to the old
reporters how easy the paper can be im
proved. His surroundings are novel, and
in consequence he works like a Trojan.
If a corner grocery burns down he pic
tures a scene in two columns which
harrows the souls of men and makes the
city editor want to kill him in cold blood.
He will speak of the lurid sky, and -the
roaring flames licking its angry tongue,
and all that kind of stuff, and when he
sees next morning how the city editor cut
the whole article down to ten or fifteen
lines, he feels sure that the entire staff
are jealous of his thrilling style of writ
ing, anil wish to crush hint. The city edi
tor sends him to report a meeting, but the
people there will not admit him, and the
bare idea that they refused to allow him
to be present at the meeting is an insult
which burrows its way down to the roots
of his fluttering soul, and he returns to
the office towering with rage. He flashes
his eyes and pounds the air with both
fists like an untaimed cavalier, and roars
for revenge. He must have it. The press
must not be throttled. It can not be as
long as he has strength to wield a pen, so
he sits down with the hair on his hoail
bulged out like the tail of an angry cat
and commences his fierce attack. He
writes up the Barrel-makers’ Union as a
mere wart upon the body polities, ne
scolds everything connected with barrels
and tbeir makers. He uproots the bar
rel system, pitches into the law, tears up
the constitution, flaps his coat-tails in the
face of the President, wipes his boots on
the capitol and points with pride and
satisfaction to Benjamin Franklin and the
flag. No, the press, the great guardian of
the liberties of the people can and will
not be suppressed. When pale with in
dignation, and reeking with perspiration,
he presents his article to the city editor,
that worthy functionary sees fifteen libel
suits in it, and he merely swears around
the office until the lights go out, and
they have to put more water in the gas
meter.
An old reporter, however, never dreams
of acting in such away. If he is detailed
to report the meeting of the Barrel
makers’ Union, and they refuse to let him
in, he thanks the Barrel-makers’ from the
bottom of his heart. The refusal lets him
out of that much work, so he loafs the
evening away at the theatre, and looks at
the pretty girls in the dress circle, and
wonders if there will ever be one for
him. The dear, sweet, delightful things.
We recollect when Bitkins first went to
work on the Post that he had a craving to
plunge right into the middle of literature
and make a fortune in two weeks. One
day he carried a poem to the city editor,
who was an old journalist with a bald
head, three children, a skinny wife, and a
disposition so sour that it would shrivel a
crab apple. The city editor read the
| poem about a little child gathering flow
ers by a babbling brook, and then turned
to Bilkins and said; “I see that you
must have mental recreation. You have
not been connected more than a week
with the paper, but the strain on you has
been so great that it lias dazed your mind.
You need rest. Go upiu the country and
shoot jay-birds tor a week, and you will
feel better.” Bilkins resigned his position
on the paper the next day, and is now in
the lard business.
A Wonderful Neiv Substance.
Independent Record.
Among the most interesting develop
ments which have followed in the wake of
the discovery of petroleum,is the immense
trade which has sprung up in ozokerite,
or ozocerite, as Webster has it. No fairer
substance ever sprung from most unpro
mising parentage than the snowy, pure,
tasteless, opalesceut wax which is
evolved front the loud smelling, pitchy
dregs of the petroleum still.
The remarkable properties bf ozokerite
have won for it a field of utility in which
it reigns well nigh supreme. This come
ly, impressionable article, with all its
smooth soft beauty, defies agents which
can destroy the precious metals and eat
up the hardest steel as water dissolves
sugar. Sulphuric and other potent acids
hare no more effect on ozokerite than
spring water. It is alike impervious to
acid and to moisture. Its advent seems to
have been a special dispensation in this
age of electricity.
Every overhead electric light, cable, or
underground conduit, or slender wire,
cunningly wrapped with cotton thread;
all these owe their fitness for conducting
the subtle fluid to theprcsence of this
wax. And in still more familiar
form let us out line the utility of
this substance. Every gushing school
girl who sinks her white teeth into chew
ing gum chews this paraffine wax. Every
caramel she eats contains this wax and
is wrapped in paper saturated with the
same substance. The gloss seen upon
hundreds of varieties of confectionery is
due to the presence of this ingredient of
petroleum, used to give the articles a cer
tain consistency, as the laundress uses
starch. So that a product taken from the
dirtiest, worst-smelling of tars finds its
way toj the millionaire’s mansion,
an honored servitor. It aids to make
possible the electric radiance that floods
his rooms; or, in the form of wax candles,
sheds a.sotter lustre over the scene. It
polishes the floor for the feet of his guests
and it melts in their mouths in the costli
est candles.
For the insulation of electric wire,
paraffine wax has to-day no successful
rival, and the growth of the demand for
this purpose keeps pace with the marvel
lous growth of the electric lighting system.
A single Chicago concern buys naraffine
wax in this city by the car load. Its price
is hut half that of beeswax, and yet the
older wax yields readily to sulphuric or
other acid, this being a test for the pres
ence of beeswax in paraffine. The de
mand for paraffine for candles as yet
heads the list. Then comes the needs of
the paper consumers. In 1877 a single
firm in New York handled 14,000 reams of
wax paper. This year their trade will be
350,000 reams. Not only for wrapping
candy is this paper invaluable, hut fine
cutlery, hardware, etc., encased in waxed
paper is safe from the encroachment of
rust or dampness. Fish and butter and a
score of other articles are also thus
wrapped, and there seems literally no end
to tlie uses found for the paper saturated
with this pure hydro-carbon. In the
chemists’ laboratory it is invaluable as a
coating for articles exposed to all manner
of powerful dissolvants; brewers find it a
capital thing for coating the interior of
barrels, anil the maker of wax flowers
simulates nature in sheets of paraffine.
And yet, until Drake drilled his oil well
in 1809, the existence in this country of
this boon to civilization was unsuspected,
and it lay in the depths of Pennsylvania
rocks, where thousands, possibly millions,
of years ago it was stored by the hand of
an all-wise Creator.
Reminiscence of the War.
Philadeljihia Press (Rep.).
The presence of Gen. Hancock in town
during the week revives many reminis
cences of the gallant soldier. He always
had a quality of being a little ahead
rather than behind in the execution of
his orders, and the result was that his
command had a great deal of hard work
to do. From Spottsylvauia to City Point it
bore the brunt of the battle, aud when,
after Cold Harbor, Grant determined to
change his position to the south side of
James river, the Second Corps was torn
and shattered almost out of form. With
what men were left, Hancock withdrew
from his hazardous position at Cold Har
bor and marched southward. He was in
a serious frame of mind and nearly heart
broken at the condition of his command.
He reached the river in advance, and as
he was standing upon its bank, a staff
officer from headquarters rode up, saluted,
and said:
“General, whqre is your corps?”
Hancock looked up, and, with the deep
est regret in his tones, said:
“It is buried between the Rapidan and
the James.”
Charles O’Conor’* Library.
His house, much as it satisfied his wants,
says the New York Herald, was not the
chief pride of the great lawyer. Close be
side it, and accessible from the piazza, is
a long, low brick building. This was the
library, the value of which it would be
difficult to fix. To its owner it was sim
ply invaluable.
A lriend said to him once that a certain
firm would give SIOO,OOO for that library.
“A hundred thousand dollars!” ex
claimed Mr. O’Conor. “A hundred thou
sand dollars! Do you know that I would
rather be stripped of everything else that
I have and begin the world naked again
than to part with that library.”
BUDDING ARISTOCRATS.
A Produce Exchange of Comment* on a
Late Ball.
\ New York Journal.
IN A MURRAY HILL MANSION.
“My dear Lucy, I have been dying to
see you and tell you about the ball at the
Produce Exchange, but I caught a cold
and mamma would not allow me out
until this morning. It was just lovely.
Why dill you not come? Charley Smith
told me that he had asked you, and that
at the last moment you sent him a ‘de
clined, with thanks.’ What was the mat
ter? Now, don’t say it was another en
gagement, because there was nothing
going on in town that night.”
“What did Mr. Smith say ?”
“Say? He was as blue as he could lie
all night. I don’t think he danced in more
than two sets, and 1 was his partner in
the first one. Now. don’t get mad. I did
irlo make George Rivers mad. You know
1 went with papa.”
“Did Mr. Smith ask for me?”
“Ask for you ? I had to beg Mm to talk
about some’one or something else, dearly
as I loved you.”
“Well, I wanted to go; but mamma at
the last moment would not hear it.”
“You astonish me. What was the mat
ter
“Well, you lgiow, the building is down
at the Battery, that horrible place where
the immigrants land, and she did not think
it was quite the thing.”
“But. my dear,, it was the old fashion
able centre of the city. As we drove
along, pat'a pointed out the corner where
your father used to live. Papa lived next
door. I think your nouse is a cigar store.
Ours, I know, is an old junk shop. How
could they ever have lived there?”
“I am sure I don’t know. 1 am not
interested in such antiquarian re
searches.”
“Well, you made a mistake in not
going. It was perfectly beautiful. You
have no idea what jolly fellows the young
Produce Exchange brokers are. I was
introduced to Mr. Brown, who, they told
me, ‘cornered’ all the lard in tfie country
two years ago, and made a million. Then
1 met a Mr. Greene, who I believe bought
all the flour, and made an Immense for
tune. 1 danced with a Mr. Jenkins, who
told me that he had just bought all the
wheat that would come into the market
next month, and who expected to be as
rich as Mr. Vanderbilt. He said he would
put up the price all over the world, and
that we should not have a thing to eat—
bread, I mean—unless we paid his price.
A Mr. Black, who took me down to su|)-
per, declared tbathe owned all the hams in
the West, and that he intended to advance
the price of them three or four cents a
pound, which would make him two or
three millions; and I have forgotten the
rest of them. It seemed to me they owned
everything that people eat or drink. I
am sure 1 do not understand how they do
it. What enormous stores they must have
to keep all those things in.”
“Effie, dear, that is just the reason why
I did not go to the ball. Mamina, you
know, is a Virginian, and sfie said that it
would never do to know all these trades
people. Papa is not in business now.
He devotes himself exclusively to real
estate.”
“Oh!”
“Yes. I have no doubt your lard and
wheat, and flour and ham men are very
well in their way, but they are not ex
actly the style. Mamma would have a
tit if I should meet one of them at New
port or in Paris. Mamma was sur
prised when she read your name in the
papers.”
“Well, you know papa used to be a
member of the exchange, and he wanted
to go.”
“Very true; but mamma says that now
that he and papa are among the great
landed nobility of the metropolis it is a
mistake socially to maintain these old
social and commercial associations. I
detest trade. What we want is a great
landed class, like they have in England.
Dukes are, iu my opinion, lovely—l mean
Dukes with long" rent rolls.”
“1 never thought of the Produce Ex
change ball iu that light. Dear me!”
“Did you dance much?”
“Ob, yes. 1 was in every set. I waltzed
with the pork man, and I was in a Sara
toga with a gentleman who had cornered
the wheat market.”
“You must have imagined yourself on a
Western dairy larm. The ‘grand chain’
in the last figure must have been like
right hand to the piggery, left hand to the
dairy, right hand to the barn, left hand to
the hennery, then right hand to the
piggery again, reverse and return. Oh,
my!”
“I think you are just too horrid and
supercilious. They were all delightful,
dashing fellows, and will, I’m sure, be
real estate owners some day.”
“Some day! Well, then some day—
when they are deodorized, my dear—it
will be tune enough to dance with them.”
“Are you hunting a broken-down lord ?”
“I am not hunting hogs.”
“I don’t know; those fortune-hunters
are more like the animal than a good,
honest, honorable American man. Good
day, dear.”
“By-by, bella furnarina
A Boston Girl's Reason.
Chicago Tribune.
“Kiss me again.”
Sibyl Sartoris spoke these words in a
grave, calm manner that betokened the
serious import in which she held them,
and as Herbert Holdfast bent tenderly
forward and pressed his lips softly to hers
she looked up to him in the shy, eat-on
tlffi-back-fence fashion that had so
witchedjhim in the golden-hued days of
courtship.
There was no tint of deception in the
pure nature of this girl, and her very act
was the result of reflection, often pro
found. Brought up in Boston she had all
her life been accustomed to put to its best
use the power of discernment which a
thoughtful mind gave her. Surrounded as
she w as by the mystic influences of Emer
son, the Concord School of Philosophy,
and several large warehouses where
mackerel were sold, it is small wonder
that when, standing on the threshold of
womanhood, she beheld suitors for her
heart and hand approach; she had
analyzed with critical care the hopes and
fears of each—had subjected the character
of every wooer to the rigid scrutiny of a
mind that, seated cross-legged on the
starry summit of psychological research,
looked upon man as only vivified pro
toplasm, and the deepest emotions of the
heart as merely the maifestations of a too
active nerve centre.
Herbert knew this. He knew that this
girl, the rounded curves of whose figure
and the dewy sweetness of whose lips
would have made an anchorite leave his
job without a pang, had naught of passion
in her nature. And so when he had com
plied—oh, so gladly—with her request,
there stalked from out the banquet halls
ot his imagination, where they had so long
been unwelcome guests, the sheeted
ghosts of Doubt and Appreben
sion. Ho knew now that Sibyl
loved him with a love that
would never falter or fail—a love that,
securely built upon a foundation ot
respect and admiration, was now crowned
with the large, roomy Mansard roof of a
deathless, never-changing nassion. Her
words proved it. Never before had she
even so much as hinted at a kiss, and
when he had sought to take one she had
submitted to his caresses more as a duti
ful wife than an ardent lover. But now
all was changed, and it was she who
sought the bliss that a large, well-regu
lated, three-story-and-basement kiss alone
can give. The thought was ecstasy.
“You love me better to-day, Sibyl,” he
said, “than you did yesterday. Is it not
so, darlihg?”
“No,” she answers, standing there calm
and pulseless as a clam at bight tide.
“Then why,” he says, “did you ask me
to kiss you?”
“Because,” Sibyl replies, “I desired to
ascertain whether or not you had been
drinking Medford rum.”
Japanese paper and silk and satin fans
are not entirely out of vogue, but feather
fans are the favorites,
A gentleman of Goodwater, Alabama,
writes: “My wife was down so long, I do
not know what all she has taken. I had
doctors attending her anil they failed to
relieve her; so 1 got a bottle of your Fe
male Regulator, and she used it, and has
been mending ever since. She can now
go about the house and do her work, and
we know it to be a very valuable medi
cine.”
Treatise on the Health and Happiness
of Woman mailed free.
Uradflkld Regulator Cos.,
Box 28, Atlanta, Ga.
Advice to Mother*.
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
Ivr diarrhoea, whether arising from teeth
ing or other causes. 2o cents a bottle.
SHAPELY WOMEN.
A Few Points Worth Notieing:.
Detroit Free Press .
Astaymaker, asked by a reporter it he
ever thought of studying women’s figures
with respect to their nationalities, deliv
ered himself of the following:
“Yes, the study is an interesting one.
English women, "when they are young,
have the noblest figures, so far as I have
observed.” said the manufacturer, after a
pause, “but -they get corpulent and
dowager-like after marriage, much sooner
than American women, after which they
may be said to have no figure at all.
English women, as a rule, are less
ashamed of their figures when stout than
most other fashionables, aud seldom
resort to tight lacing. Mrs. Lang
try is a superbly shaped woman,
say what they will, and is a
fine specimen ol English women in general,
though I believe she is only half English,
after all. Among fashionables the French
ladies are apt to be spare to scrawniness,
but they have such a natural talent for
making up and concealing their defects
that it is hard to judge of them. There
are some pretty figures among the Cuban
and other West Indian women, but they
are short, age rapidly, anil soon grow
dumpy; yet such as have French maids
manage to make up well. Refined Ger
man and Irish ladies have fine figures on
an average. So do the Italian ladies. The
few Holland and Belgium ladies 1 have
seen, are rotund and essentially well
built. The best shaped woman, in every
respect, who comes into this store, is a
Hungarian, wife of a musician in one of
our theatre orchestras. Her waist, bust,
and shoulders are like sculpture. She is
tall, willowy, and statuesque ? and her
walk is the melody of motion. She
doesn't walk at all, in the ordinary sense,
but floats over the ground. Her natural
waist measure is twenty-eight, and she
does not laee down an inch below it.
However. English figures average best.”
“You have not said anything about the
American ladies,” said the reporter.
“1 reserved them for the last, for, as a
nationality, there is most to be said
against them. American fashionable
women, though inclined to fragility as a
rule, have naturally excellent figures, but
there are no other women who so persist
ently deform and destroy what nature has
given them through tight lacing and gen
eral slavish obedience to the absurdest
treak of fashion. American 1 women are
the most unconscionable lacers in the
world. But, everything said and seen,
the British feminine figures are the best
models.”
THE NAUTICAL COP.
lie Gives New Bedford, Mass , the Palm
for Producing the Greatest Liar in the
World.
Philadelphia Press.
“1 have ran across 6ome mighty big
liars in my time,” said the “Nautical
Cop,” taking his eyes trom an old circus
poster and turning them on the reporter,
“but 1 think the fellow who was entitled
to the whole bakery, I met in 1855. He
was an American,"too—a New Bedford
man, and an able-bodied seaman in the
barkentine Nautilus, of which I was first
mate. We were cruising off the Green
land coast alter sperm whales. On the
morning of July 4. Maple—that was his
name—suddenly disappeared, just as we
were about to lower a boat and start after
a cow whale lying in the sun about a mile
to loo’ard.
“He had been seen an hour before drink
ing the Captain’s grog at the head of the
companion way, and we thought he might
be asleep somewhere about the vessel;
but a thorough search failed to find him.
We went after tlie whale, but she was too
smart for us. and got away, and when we
reached the vessel again another search
was made tor Maple, but with the same
result. When a week had passed without
finding him we came to the conclusion
that the poor fellow had fallen overboard
and, being unable to swim, was drowned.
“1 shall never forget the morning of Au
gust 1, 1855, as long as I live. I was
standing aft, looking over the rail, when
suddenly I saw the biggest whale l ever
saw in my life right in our wake, with its
nose almost touching the rudder. In my
anxiety to give an order to lower the
boats I turned too quickly, caught my
foot in a coil of rope, and the next instant
was struggling in the waves. Nobody
saw me go overboard, and I felt that I
was lost, for the moment I struck the
water the whale opened its cavernous
jaws, and I was sucked in like a spar
drawn into a whirlpool.
“The sensation was a queer one, going
down that whale's throat. When I
reached the capacious stomach I struck a
water-proof match, and you can judge of
my astonishment when I saw Maple
curled up in a corner, sound asleep, with
a deck of cards in his hands. I awakened
him and he very coolly informed me that
he had been in the whale’s stomach since,
the Fourth of Julv; that he had met a
Chinese pirate who "had attempted, during
a friendly game of draw poker, to play
live aces on him, and that as punishment
he had killed the heathen gambler and
eaten him!
“Now, I could stand a reasonable lie,
but that was altogether beyond the bounds
of possibility. The idea of a man first
meeting another man in a whale’s stom
ach, playing cards with him and then
eating him. Why, it was s utterly ab
surd that 1 told Maple he ought to boa
politician.”
“But you hare failed to explain how
you escaped,” said the reporter,
“That man was the smoothest liar I
ever struck,” said the “Nautical Cop.”
Called Sinner* to Repentance.
Southern Bivouac.
Maj. Paxton was commissary of tlie—th
regiment of Virginia cavalry. He was
Falstaffian in wit and flesh, but in craft
Uriahs Heepish. Like Falstaft', he lived
by his wit, and acquired a handsome
estate without any means or occupation.
“Mr. Paxton,” said a triend, before the
war, “how do you manage to prosper
so? You are certainly not one of the
toilers.”
“O,” said he, with the customary horse
laugh, “I live off the fools.”
After the close of the war he was one of
the first to fly to Washington to get a
pardon lrotn President Johnson, to pre
vent his farm from being confiscated, go
ing there armed with letters from all the
Union men in thatpartof the country who
would listen to him.
Being ushered into the presence of the'
chief magistrate, he stated the object of
his coming, humbly presented his papers,
and pleaded his cause with cunning elo
quence.
“What have you ever done during the
war for the Union cause, Maj. Paxton,
that entitles you to my consideration ?”
said the President, when the voluble
Major had finished his little piece.
“This was a stunner (to adopt the
Major’s account). The idea of a man be
ing pardoned because he had been a
traitor knocked me all ot a heap. But it
was no time for crimination or recrimina
tion. I thought over the whole war—
couldn’t think of a thing 1 had ever done
for a Union soldier. I was desperate.
Says I, ‘Mr. Johnson, your proclamation
ot pardon was addressed to the guilty, not
the innocent. You called sinners to re
pentance, not the righteous.’ This settled
Andy, and I got my pardon.”
Bonnet strings are very wide and short,
forming a large bow, with short ends
under the chin.
*>”■ ■ -
India tissues of all kinds are in high
favor.
tToitarro.
■ / fWj IS fWi ■
Durham Is historic. It was neutral ground
(lurlntr the armistice between Sherman and
Johnson. Soldiers of both armies filled
theirixrachos with the tobacco stored there,
and, after the surrender, marched home
ward. Soon orders came from East, West,
North aqd South, for “more of that elegant
tobacco,” Then, ten men ran an unknown
factors'. Now it employs 800 men, uses the
pink and pick of tho Golden Belt, and the
Durham Bull is the trade-mark of this, the
best tobacco in the world- Blackwell’s Bull
Durham Smoking- Tobacco has the largest
side of any smoking tobacco in the world. ,
Why? Simply because it is the best. All
dealers have it. Trade-mark of the Bull.
If he’d gone for a pack
lUßßisMi age of Blackwell's Bull
Jhsffi'. ujn Durham Bmoking To
v baceo. as he was told, he
_ ■KHB wouldn't have been
•9 “‘HrMFfwl'r cornered by the bull.
Puts <SOOOO, ©tr.
FOULARD SMS!
SUMMER SMS!
PURE SILK GRENADINES.
SILK t WOOL GRENADINES.
SPECIAL ATTRACTIONS
daniel” hogan
ATT ILL offer the above goods at special
vY ' prices, with the view of closing them
out prior to removal to his new store now in
course of erection.
One lot Foulard Silks, in very desirable
styles and colors, at 50c. per yard; these goods
were sold last season at 85e. and $1 per yard.
One lot Summer Silks at 50c.; the same
Silks were sold a month ago at 65c.
One lot Summer Silks at 65e.; the same as
were sold a month ago at 80c.
One lot Pure Silk Grenadines at $1 per yard,
actually worth $1 50.
One lot Pure Silk Grenadines at 75c., would
be cheap at .$1 25.
One lot Silk and Wool Grenadines at fl 20
per yard, reduced from $1 75.
One lot Plain Silk Grenadine, 27 inches
wide, at $!, worth at least $1 50 per yard.
One lot Black Silk Warp Florentine at 5c.,
last season’s price was |l.
One lot Black Silk Bysantinc at 6oc. a y..rd,
last year’s price |l.
TABLE DAMASK.
One lot Bleached Damask at |l, reduced
from 41 50.
One lot Bleached Dalnask at ?1 23, would
be cheap enough at $1 75.
One lot Bleached Damask at $2 25, former
price |2 75.
Gents’ 4-ply Collars and Cuffs.
100 dozen Gents’ 4-ply Cuffs at 13c. a pair,
worth 25c. pair.
100 dozen Gents’ 4-ply Collars at $1 50 per
dozen, worth $3.
100 dozen Gents' India Merino Summer Vests
at 50c. each, worth at least 75c.
100 dozen Gents' Bleached Drawers at 50c.
pair, worth from 75c. to 85c. pair.
125 dozen Gents’ Full Regular Hulf Hose at
$2 40 per dozen, worth $:! 50.
100 dozen Gents’ Balbriggan Half Hose at
$3 per dozen, worth at least 44.
SHEETING & SHIRTING.
. 100 pieces 10-4 New York Mills at 30c. The
usual price is 45c. a yard.
200 pieces Bleached Shirting, one yard wide
apd fully as good as Fruit of the Loom, at
per yard.
CANTON MATTINGS.
100 pieces Fancy Matting at 20c., sold else
where at 30c. a yard.
100 pieces Fancy Matting at 25e. per yard
and upwards.
BOYS’ CLOTHING.
150 Boys’ Sailor Suits from 41 75 to $5.
200 Boys’ Knee Pants; Suits infancy mixture
from $2 to SB.
I>. HOGAN.
B. F. McKenna L Go.
Summer Underwear.
Ct ENTLEMEN’S Summer Undervests at 25
I cents, and also full lines in better grades
in lioth Short and Long Sleeve*.
Ladies’ Undervests at 25 cents. Also, full
lines in better grade* in High Neck, Long and
Short Sleeves.
Children’s Summer Undervests in variety.
Hosiery, Gloves, HaottercMefs.
Ladies’ Full Regular Striped Balbriggan
nose at 20 cents.
Children’s French Lisle Thread Hose, all
sizes, new colors. 50 cents.
Gentlemen’s Fancy and Solid Colored Half
Hose, in various qualities, at low prices.
Ladies’ Jersey Silk Gloves in different
lengths and new colors
Ladies’ Black Jersey Silk Gloves.
Gentlemen’s Linen Handkerchiefs at 10 cts.
Ladies’ Hem-Stitched Colored Bordered and
Plain Linen Handkerchief* at 10 cents.
Coaching Parasols.
WHITE GOODS.
Fine White India Linens at 12!£ cents.
Sheer White India Lawns at cents.
White Checked Nainsooks at Syjcents.
White Striped Nainsooks at 7 cents.
Pin Cord \\ hito Pique at 5 cents.
Full line of Superfine White India Linens,
French Nainsooks, Organdies, Victoria Lawns,
Persian Lawns, Lace Muslins, etc.
A Good Corset at 50 Cents.
Also, a great variety of better grades in
Imported and Domestic Corsets.
Will oped on MONDAY anew line of
Black Dress Goods
In Summer Fabrics; also, a great bargain in a
Job Lot of
LACE BUNTINGS,
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in Black and Spring Colors, 15 cents per vard.
Gentlemen’s Reinforced Shirts at 50 cents,
75 cents and sl.
Gentlemen’s Linen Collars at 41 20, 41 50 and
4175 per dozen.
jpaoltrto.
BASKETS.
A nice assortment of picnic, lunch, work,
key and clothes baskets, just received.’
At crockery house of
JAS. S. SILVA.
£iom) Stable.
W. F. CONSTANTINE l CO.,
95 and 97 York Street,
Between Abercorn and Drayton,
Boarding and Livery Stables
SPECIAL ATTENTION given to boarding
Horses. A nice lot of CARRIAGES.
11l GGIES and SADDLE HOR'ES. Furnish
Carriages for Funerals, Weddings, Railroad
and Steamboat calls at short notice.
EUROPE!
COOK'S GRAND EXCURSIONS leave New
York in April, May and June, 18St. Pass
age Tickets by all Atlantic steamers. Special
facilities for securing good berths. Tourists
Tickets for individual travelers in Europe, by
all routes, at reduced rates.
Cook’s Excursionist, with mans and full
particulars, by mail 10 cents. Address
THUS. COOK & SON, 201 Broadway, X. Y.
piumbtro’ Sityplire.
JOHN NICOLSON,
DEALER IN
Plumbers’, Machinists'
-AND
MILL SUPPLIES,
Wrought and l ast Iron
Pipe and Fittings,
-AND-
Brass aud Iron Cocks and Valves for
Steam, Gas and YY'uter.
30 and 32 Drayton Street,
SAVANNAH, GA.
{tlatrtiro attD
AT F. H. MEYER’S,
120 Broughton Street,
You will always find a superior stock of
Mai Watts,
“ROCK CRYSTAL**
Eye-Glasses and Spectacles^
FLORIDA CURIOSITIES.
A stock of elegant SOLID GOLD JEWEL
RY and the very lowest prices.
I make it a point to sell the best and most
reliable goods only.
F. H. MEYER.
CBooito.
Attention, Sportsmen.
Anns & Anraition a Spialty.
P. O. KESSLER & CO.,
Importers and Dealers in GUNS, RIFLES,
PISTOLS, AMMUNITION anil FISHING
TACKLE, offer their Fine and Selected Stock
of Arms at Importers’ Prices.
Cali and see for yourselves before purchas
ing elsewhere.
Send for Illustrated Price-List.
Guns for hire, Shells loaded, and Repairing
done with dispatch.
Pnltuic prlto.
m ' DR. a
1%, IBYE'S M. I
(BEFORE.) < AFTER. >
1 BELT and othe- ELbctjuo
J A l'r; •; '••'’FS are sent on X I'uys’ Trial TO
jftfe., ONLY, YOUNG OR OLD, who are suffer
ing from Nervous Debji.itt, Lost Vitaxitt,
Wasti.no Weaknesses, and all those diseases of a
Personal Nature, resulting from Absses and
Other Causes. Speedy relief and complete
restoration to Health, Vigor and Manhood
Guaranteed. Send at once for Illustrated
Pamphlet free. Address
VOLTAIC BELT CO,, Mnrshnll, Micfc.
3roit LUorhe.
KEHOE’S IRON WORKS.
Castings of all Descriptions,
SUGAR MILLS & PANS
A SPECIALTY.
CEMETERY, GARDEN, VERANDA
AND BALCONY RAILINGS.
WM. KEHOE & CO.,
East end of Broughton st., Savannah, Ga.
sSoia lUatrr, (Fit.
MIKE T. QUINAN,
MANUFACTURER and Bottler of Belfast
Ginger Ale, Cream Soda, Soda, Sarsapa
rilla and Mineral Waters generally, is now
prepared to supply any demand. Mv goods,
being prepared from chemically pure water
and extracts,defy competition. Having ample
facilities for tilling country orders, I only ask
a trial from those doing business out of town to
demonstrate what I can doinshippingprompt
ly. Syrups of all kinds furnished. Order*
from physicians for highly charged Siphon*
for sick patients filled at any hour of the (Jay
or night.
Day—Factory, 110 and 112 Broughton street.
Night—Residence, 80 Broughton street.
Soda stands using fountains will save money
by ordering from me.
The Metropolitan Hotel,
BROADWAY' AND PRINCE STREETS,
NEW YOKK,
FIRST-CLASS in all its appointments and
unsurpassed by any hotel in the city.
Is especially inviting to business men visit
ing city with their families.
Rates Reduced to $3 Per Day.
HENRY CLAIR, Lessee
HARNETT HOUSE,
SAVANNAH, CA.,
IS conceded to be the most comfortable and
by far the best conducted Hotel in Savan
nah. Rates: 42 per day.
M. L. HARNETT.
Stvaiubrniro, <?tr.
Fresli Strawberries
RECEIVED EVERY MORNING,
Y E Afc Y FINE,
AT
F. L. CEORCE’S,
COR. STATE AND WHITAKER STS.
Surnmrr Kcoorto.
Crab Orchard Springs
KENTUCKY.
THIS Popular and Pleasant Summer Resort
will be opened JUNE 1 and continue until
OCTOBER 1. Mr. O. F. MILLER, late of the
Kimball House, Atlanta, Ga., has been ap
pointed Genera! Superintendent, and will
also have charge of the front office. AH the
appointments of the hotel and grounds are
first-class, and the healing properties of the
waters are unrivaled. For terms, circulars,
etc., address O. F. MILLER,
Atlanta, Ga.
Mfi I II I 1— r i.gtuis
OUiCRiy cured bytheCIVIALK METHOD. Adopted in aB
the HOSPITALS OK FRANCE. Prompt return of VIGOR
Simple esses, $3 to £6. Severe ones, Rx to $i j. ru.|.hletFres
Civ ial£ Heme dial Agency, 160 Fulton St., New Ywxfc.
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