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POOR FELLOW!
A few stray foMs of satin and lace
Fell lightly over your knee.
As she aat by your side, a marvel of grace
That every one turned to tee.
She graciously gave you her fan to hold,
She smilc-l on you while you spoke.
She listened to all the stories you told.
And laughed at your poorest joke.
She danced with you, flattered you every way,
The men were all jealous that night;
You were only a card in mv lady’s play,
The tool of a woman’s spite!
Twas I she wanted to Tex and tease;
You answered her purpose well;
But for her sake and mine land yours, if you
This isn’t a story to teU.
— London Society.
A SINGER.
Over the ivorv keys her fingers
Lightly nwa'y us the lilies benL
When the wind -loops down to kiss the river
And the lily-cups with the ripples Wend.
And the pulsing music’s rhythmic cadence
Drops in a liquid, hashed refrain
From the dainty tips of her flying Angers
Sweet and clear as a fall of rain.
Over the ivorv keys her Hagers
Flit and crow* a* they dance along.
Till, like a erv for a dead past wasted,
Kings a passionate voice In song.
—Ernest MeGofey, in Ms Current.
NEW YOKK NOTES.
Cleveland and Tammany—John Kelly'a
Opposition Not to he Dreaded—A So
ciety Girl’s Experience on the Brook
lyn Bridge—Rioting ColumhlaCollege
Student#—“Beats" which a New York
Paper Scored Against Its Bival*.
Correspondence of the Hominy Xetcs.
New Yosk, June 26.— Tt is to be hoped
that the advocates of Gov. Cleveland as
the Democratic candidate for the Presi
dency will not be frightened from sup
porting him because of the attitude of
Tammany Hall. If he should be nomi
nated he will receive as many Tammany
votes as any other candidate would. If
it is necessary for the success of the local
ticket to make a "deal" with the Republi
cans, Tammany will sacrifice any Presi
dential candidate to its own interests,
but mere dislike of the national nominee
will not induce John Kelly’s followers to
incur the reproach of tne whole country
bv “knifing" him.
'Both these statements are proved true
bv the elections of 1876 and 1880. Before
his nomination, Tammany opposed Til
den more fiercely than it is now opposing
Cleveland. Its "organ, the Star, fought
him with printers’ ink every day. Public
meetings were held under Tammany
auspices, at which he was denounced
with loud-mouthed eloquence. John Kel
lv went to the St. Louis Convention at the
head of 700 braves, and declared that Til
den could not carry his own State. Yet
when election day came Mr. Tilden re
ceived almost every Tammany vote. The
interests of the local and national tickets
i>eicg identical, John Kelly had no motive
but malice to urge him to order his fol
lowers to vote against Tilden, and he
sacrificed bis spite to the welfare of the
party. For, to give the devil his due,
Kelly is a good enough Democrat when it
won’t pay him to be otherwise, and,
although "be is a good hater, his hatred
will not carry him to the lengths that his
selfishness will. In 1880, on the other
hand, the law of self-preservation com
manded him to prefer the local ticket to
the national, and Hancock, although
nominally his choice as nominee, 6utiered
accordingly.
As the programme is now arranged, the
events of 1876, so far as local issues are
concerned, are to be repeated, and not
those ot 188*). There is to be but one
Democratic city ticket, which will re
ceive the support of the united Democra
cy. and Tammany will, therefore, support
Cleveland quite "as unanimously as it did
Tilden.- If tnere is a split between the
local factions, any Democratic candidate,
even Bayard, who is Tammany’s choice,
as Hancock was, will be sacrificed to the
interests of the Tammany local ticket,
and no candidate will lie able to poll the
Republican vote which Cleveland would
to offset Tammany’s treachery. It would
lie almost (letter, indeed, to nominate
Cleveland with Tammany opposed to him
than to nominate another man with John
Kelly’s good will!
THE REPUBLICANS AKE GHOULS.
Whenever it suits their purpose the
adherents of one faction use the corpse of
Garfield as a club to“lay out" those of the
other. During the Folg'er campaign, the
administration organs printed the worst
stories which were then told about Gar
field to prove how much lietter a man his
successor was. Now halfb-reeds are try
ing to prove Garfield one of the worst
men who ever lived in order to make
Blaine appear comparatively virtuous by
contrast. They are not satisfied with
taking the ground that in cases where
Garfield was proved to be guilty, the
Scotch verdict of "not proven" applies to
Blaine. On the contrary, they are wil
ling to acknowledge Blaine to be bad if
they can prove Garfield worse.
i city officeholder, speaking in my
hearing Uie other day oi the Independent
and other religious organs being opposed
to Blaine, said; "It is a omnium ou
kypccri sv : 11 Blaine were a hypocrite as
Garneiu " ? 9 ; antl 11 ais misdoings under
a cloak of 'sanctity, these very pgwrs
would support him as they did Garfield!"
Not satisfied with declaring that Gar
field borrowed the livery of heaven to
serve the devil in, Blaine’s supporters
here insist that the late President, in ad
dition to being a bribe taker and perjurer,
was an immoral man and a drunkard.
“How about the old Washington apple
woman?" is a conundrum they are fond
of asking. II you "give it up”" they will
tell vou that the’ old apple woman had a
handsome daughter on whom Garfield
i wasted the money he gained through cor
ruption ! The mother is consequently the
apple woman in the world.
' The most extraordinary part of all this
is that the very men who thus denounced
Garfield, four years ago declared that he
was the best and the purest of mankind.
They, therefore, are not only eating their
own words, but they are out-denouncing
. his worst denouncers. It remains to be
seen how many bolters will be induced to
vote for an acknowledged!*’ bad man now
because they voted for a worse man, if
Republicans are to be believed, four years
ago. The bolters, I know, who are Hot in
office, are rendered indignant by this mode
of argument. Officeholders a"re not so
proof against it; •
WHENEVER A WOMAN COMMITS SUICIDE
or is reported missing, some of the news
“rpers here invariably weave a romance
accounting for her sad fate, and invest
her wi!h proportionate grace and beauty.
The Morning Journal, on these occasions,
always trots out a student lover, for
whose sake the beautiful maiden either
kills herself or ntns away. The Journal
especially "slopped ovor" last week in
describing the disappearance of Loie
Austin, the daughter of a St. Lawrence
county farmer.” The student lover did
double duty on this occasion. He
first jilted ’ Miss Austin ; and then
married her rival. Getting divorced
front the latter, he was about to
return to his first love when death claimed
him. Miss Austin, thus doubly heart
broken, naturally wandered away irom
her country home in a tit of melancholia.
Of course,"she was described as being as
beautiful as she was unhapyy. The de
scription furnished by her brother says
that her nose is crooked, her front teeth are
perceptibly separated, and tbst she "has
quite large feet for a woman." The Jour
nal's description, however, is quito as
true as the rest of its story. Miss Austin,
by the way, has been found in Rome, X. Y.
"Although, as this shows, the Journal is
sometimes liable to rely on dime novels
for its facts, it has, nevertheless, scored ,
two “beats" on all the other New York
papers within the past fortnight, which
were as sensational as they were well
founded. The conversion or perversion,
as Protestants prefer to call it, of George
Bliss to Romanism, was published exclu
sively in the columns of the Journal , as
was the shooting of Mr. Drake by young
Rhinelander. Two more exciting “beats"
were never got so soon in succession by
any New York paper, that is, when the
news was entirely exclusive.
The officers ol the Seventh Regiment de
nv indignantly the story that their men
misbehaved when at Hartford, where
they went to lend eclat to the unveiling of
the Buckingham monument, but their de
nials are not entirely believed by those
who remember how some Columbia Col
lege students once conducted themselves
when invited to a supiier at the bouse ot a
classmate in this city. Not satisfied with
getting uproariously drunk, and
rendering night hideous with noise
and ribald songs they amused
themselves with pelting each other
with bric-a-brae and “objects of bigotry
and virtue.” Those who carried pistols
made , targets of the mirrors and riddled
costjv pictures with bullets. The house
the next day looked in a worse condition
th.*n those which were sacked in the
draft riots ot 1863. Compared to such
enormities as these, the alleged excesses
of the Seventh Regiment seem trivial,
and if New York boys can so forget them
selves as those of Columbia College did in
a private house, it is easy to conceive that
even when men they may perpetrate simi
lar enormities on a smaller scale.
A MEW YORK GIRL
who goes into “good society" had an em
barrassing adventure when, accompanied
by the daughter of a navy dignitary and
escorted by a young man of scientific
turn of mind, she visited the Brooklyn
bridge for the first time the other night.
The scientific young man stopped his fair
companions in' the middle of the bridge to
show them the space lett to allow for the
expansion and contraction ot the struc
ture, and proceeded to learnedly explain
the action of heat and cold upon metal.
Two or three policemen in uniform and a
detective in ordinary dress, thinking ap
parently that they stopped for some im-
Iroper "purpose, gathered around them,
and watched them with such invidious
intentness that the lecture on the proper
ties of heat was eut short, and the party
hastened from the spot.
Quite an idyllic scene was to be wit
nessed in Gramercv Park at sunset on
Tuesday. An itinerant German band,
stationed near the fountain, discoursed
melodious music, while merry children,
with happy faces, waltzed as well as they
could on the gravelled walks. Children
of larger growth smiled approbation on
their gambols, and the reflected light
from the clouds east a halo over the scene
which made it seem a glimpse ol Arcadia.
Gramercy park always presents a re
freshing contrast to its neighbors of Union
and Madison squares, and even to Stuy
vesant Park. Being private its gates are
locked against all but the owners and
their friends, so that there are no tramps
to disfigure the scene, and noise and
brawling are equally conspicuous by their
absence. People who live on Gramercy
Park are, therefore, apt to be the last to
leave town. D.
WELL TIMED ADVICE.
A Bit of Experience that May be Head
With Profit.
“Of all the good things in this good world
around us.
The one most abundantly furnished and found
us.
And which, for this reason, we least care
about,
And can best spare our friends, is good coun
sel, no doubt."
From literature, historical and ficti
tious, as well as observation and experi
ence, I have long since become aware of
the high value and rarity of advice.
However, I offer a piece to you all; and to
those most especially who will join the
summer exodus, aud thus meet people of
all kinds and descriptions, viz: Never
ridicule, criticise, or subject to disagree
able comment, any one whatsoever, most
especially in speaking to strangers.
Doubtless you all know the story of the
man who, noticing in church a pew full of
remarkably ugly women, whispered to his
neighbor, "Who is that fright in yonder
pew?" and on discovering it to be his sis
ter, thought to get out of the dilemma by
saving "Oh. rfo; of course not that one—the.
next "lady—you can’t mistake her!"
Whereupon liis new acquaintance said,
with sardonic smile, "That, sir, is my
wife.” Here was a case when both
parties, doubtless, would have thought
silence golden, indeed.
We all have our experiences, and I will
give you the benefit of one of mine, hoping
you wfii thereby profit. Last year, while
in the country, 1 met a good many charm
ing people, and congratulated myself (1
must say rather precipitately) ou the
pleasant impression I had made. Often
we went driving; and, sometimes, stop
ped for water at a cottage owned by a
queer species of the human family. Her
volubility often entertained us exceeding
ly. On one occasion she insisted that we
had better attend a wedding, which was
soon to take place, and remarked that the
“’ornan was nigh on to seventy, and
t’wud be mighty curus to see.” Suppos
ing the happy couple were some of her
friends, 1 didn’t ask their names, and for
got all about it until some time after:
when one of two voung men, to whom 1
was talking, asked me if I would like to
attend a wedding not far distant, refer
ring merely to some of the neighbors.
When, suddenly recollecting our "old
friend’s" advice, 1 replied, “Indeed 1
should;” ’twas a sight not often seen; that
my sympathies were keenly aroused in
behalf of this tender, youthful maiden,
who was so soon to give’up the gay frivoli
ties of youth to become, perhaps, the
demure,"yet winsome bride, etc. 1 noticed
that my cousin coughed a good deal, and
that oue of the gentlemen looked rather
peculiar, but, charmed with my own elo
quence, I quoted various anecdotes apro
pos, as I thought, to the subject. Finally,
however, the one I was especially trying
to entertain, with an awkward bow,
begged to be excused—he had “an en
gagement." A little later the other fol
lowed, and 1 discovered, to my consterna
tion, that the jierson I was so ridiculing
w as the mother of one of them and the to
be mother-in-law of the other. Dismay
could hardly express my mortification.
Both gentlemen were most kind in trying
to make me forget the matter afterwards,
but I learned a lesson, I hope my
readers may proiit by my experience. It
is well to know to whom you are talking,
and let your conversation be innocent, if
not edifying, aud emphatically imper
sonal Jlvlpah Leigh.
Watrih and the Minister.
Youths' Companion.
A student from Dartmouth spent the
long winter vacation in teaching on Cape
Cod. The minister kindly furnished him
with board, and as he had a charming
wife and a cosy home, our school teacher
declared that he had but one trial and that
was on the Sabbath.
The minister’s pew was a large square
one, very near the pulpit and exposed to a
raking tire of eyes.
Mr. Tyler, the minister, owned a large
dog named W atch, and Watch was bent
on going to church with Mrs. Tyler. She
iu her turn was much opposed to his going,
fearing that he might excite the mirth of
the children.
Every Sunday a series of manmuvres
took place between the two, in which
W atch often proved himself the keenest.
Sometimes he slipped away very eariy,
aud Mrs. Tyler, after having searched for
him to shut him up, would go to church
aud find Watch seated in the family pew,
looking very grave and decorous, but evi
dently aware that it was too late now to
turn him out.
Sometimes he would bide himself until
the family had all started for church, aud
would then lollow the footsteps of some
tardy worshiper who tiptoed in during
prayers with creaking boots, and then
didn’t Watch know that Mrs.Tvler would
open the pew door in haste to prevent his
whining for admission?
AVhen Mr. Tyler became earnest in his
appeals, he often repeated the same word
with a ringing emphasis and a blow on
the desk cushion that startled the sleepers
in the pews.
Oue day he thus shouted out, quoting
the well-known text, "AVatch! Watch!!
AVatch, I say!!!" When rustle, rustle,
bounce!! came his big dog almost into his
verv arms.
You mav be sure the boys all took occa
sion to relieve their pent-up restlessness
by one uproarious laugh before their as
tonished parents had time to Irown them
into silence.
Honest AVatch had been sitting with his
eyes fixed, as usual, on the minister. At
the first mention of his name up went his
ears and his eyes kindled; at the third he
obeyed and flew completely over pew rail
and’ pulpit door, leaps that did equal honor’
to his muscular powers and his desire to
obev. After such a strict interpetration
or the letter, rather than thespirit, AVatch
was effectually forbidden church-going.
The Girls and Tight Lacing.
Clara Belle in Cincinnati Enquirer.
* A girl who has just returned from Lon
don tells me that, in the Health Exhibi
tion there, one of the exhibits was meant
14 depict the horrors of tight lacing. A
waxen figure was subjected, for the pur
pose of divulging the secrets of the ladies’
torture chamber, to a compression to the
girth which a woman may with proper
fcelf-respect measure around the waist.
The sufferings of the dummy, inaudible,
save for the creaking of the machinery,
which in the forcible compression of the
waist might well be mistaken for groans,
were quite terrible In their realism, but
the female spectators laughed instead of
being instructed. The fact is that the
old curmudgeons who take corsets as
a text for sermons against us are left very
far behind. Injuriously tight squeezing
i of the waist is rare, indeed, now-a-days.
"The coming man and woman," says
Dio Lewis, "will be just as large at the
waist as at any other part of the body.”
AA'hat an old fool! Did he eyer see a
Fiji Island woman? 1 have. She had
never been compressed by so much as a
calico w rapper, and yet her waist had a
goodly taper to it. Pretty soon Lewis will
be demanding legs as big at the ankles as
at the calves. And when that sameness
of outline is produced by bigness of ankle
rather than smallness of calf. I hope he
will be satisfied, for surely the owner
won't.
THE SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, JUNE 29, 1884.
“ELI PERKINS” IN" ENGLAND.
A Visit to an Ancient Castle —Talking
With an English Farmer—The New
Shoddy Proprietors.
Special Correspondence ol the Morning Xeecs.
Chatsworth Castle, England, May
14.—T0-day I visited Chatsworth Castle
and Haddon Hall. The former belongs to
the Duke ot Devonshire, whose son. Lord
Frederick Cavendish, was assassinated in
Photnix Park, Dublin, The latter belongs
to the Duke ol Rutland, a family running
back to the Tudors. Chatsworth is the
finest modern castle, and Haddon is the
most beautiful of ancient castles. Had
don was built as far back as 1860. It is
6till fairly preserved. Its walls are hung
with tapestry, and much armor and old
plate are shown. The Duke of Rutland
occasionally comes here with a lot of rol
licking shooting companions from London,
and has a dinner served on the old plates
that Cromwell, Henry VII., George IV.,
and Queen Elizabeth used to eat from.
The servants who show the castle are
said to be quite rich, all made from fees
jiaid by visitors. You pay a boythree
j>ence for opening the gate, pay a girl two
shillings ior showing you through the
rooms, and pay another boy threepence
to let you out. These poor, ignorant peo
ple make a kind of dime museum of these
ancient eastles.
WHAT AX ENGLISH FARMER SAY*.
I was glad to get away from these old
castles into the hedged fields anti have a
good talk with a sensible English farmer.
Such a man was William Greaves, of
Bakewell. Mr. Greaves cultivates 666
acres of land round Haddon Hall. He
rents this land from the Duke of Rutland,
and it costs him, with taxes, £1,200, or
$lO an acre. This land is worth troni S4OO
to SSOO an acre, according to location. So
he really pays about 2 per cent, on the
value of the land.
When I asked Mr. Greaves what he
raised on these 600 acres, he said:
"It does not pay me to raise wheat.
Since American wheat has been sold in
Liverpool for $1 13 per bushel our farmers
have stopped raising it. We cannot raise
wheat when American wheat is selling in
Liverpool at $1 23, unless in small quanti
ties. for the straw, to thatch our hay stacks
with.”
"What are you raising?" 1 asked.
"Well, hay, oats, potatoes, turnips and
cabbages. I sell my hay for $lB per ton.
American oats haven't come to England
yet. I sell my oats for 95 cents per bushel,
and often raise 43 ifiishels to the acre. If
American oats ever come to Liverpool for
75 cents per bushel, I will stop raising
them.”
“Do you feed oats to your own horses ?"
1 asked.
“No; I have learned to feed American
corn. I can get niy Indian corn from Liv
erpool for a dollar a bushel. So I sell my
oats and buy corn. A bushel of corn is
worth two bushels of oats to feed.”
“Do other English farmers do this?"
"No, not generally. The average Eng
lish larmer is slow to learn, but he will
find out this secret after awhile. It is
only our smartest farmers who have found
it out. Our nobility, like the Duke of
Devonshire, over at Chatsworth Castle,
have been feeding American corn to their
sheep, deer and horses lor two years, and
corn is growing in popularity in England
every day."
“How much did you get lor your wheat
last year?"
“I" sold it to our town miller for $1 40
per bushel. He is a local miller, aud if
be had been posted he could have gotten
American wheat cheaper from Liver
pool."
“What do you get for your hogs?” I
asked.
“I sold my last hogs for eleven cents on
foot, and my beef lor sixteen cents on
foot."
“How could you get eleven cents for
live hogs when you can buy clear Ameri
can side pork in Liverpool for ten cents?"
“Well, my hogs were sold to the local
butcher, who wanted fresh meat. No one
but a lunatic would ever think of salting
a hog in England now-a-days. America
furnishes every pound of bacon and pork
used. It is being shipped here from Chi
cago in 600 pound boxes. It is cured in
dry salt. We take it out aud smoke it—
or they do so in Liverpool, Glasgow and
London, and then sell it for the English
bacon.”
I have now found out that when my
wife has bought English bacon in New
York, it has really been American bacon
smoked in Liverpool.
Mr. Greaves informed me that he paid
his laborers sl6 a month during the sum
mer, and they fed, clothed and housed
themselves, lie also told me that he paid
them $2 50 a week extra during harvest.
He thinks his men can, after feeding their
families and paying house rent, lay up $4
a mouth during the six summer months,
but he says they seldom lay by any
thing.
“Do they live better than they used to?”
I asked.
Yes. They have meat every day. The
laborers now-a-days live better than the
farmers used to. They buy the necks and
head pieces, and American bacon is sold
for from eight cents to fifteen cents. Our
laborers buy the poorer portions. They
also eat unbolted wheat flour, potatoes,
eggs, milk, and everything that tin? old
Squire used to eat."
"Do Engilou farmers ever ship wheat,
oats or barley to Liverpool or London?”.
“No. Our produce is all consumed in
the villages round about us. I don’t sup
pose there is a pound of English flour or
bacon in Liverpool or London. There are
also fresh meat emporiums in large cities
like London, Birmingham, Manchester,
Liverpool, Coventry, etc., where Ameri
can fresh meat is sold. In little towns
like Bakewell, Warwick and Rousby there
wouldn’t be enough sold to pay for estab
lishing an agency."
“How do you get the American corn?"
"Agents "come down from Liverpool
every month and we make contracts with
them to ship it to us."
1 believe that live Americans could come
to England and establish agencies or
stores for the sale of American corn, ba
con aud fresh meat, and make a great
deal of money. Dealers here make about
.80 per cent, on bacon. Any man could go
into the thickly settled part of London
and open a wholesale-retail store, and
make a fortune simply handling American
corn, bacon and meat. He could ship
over his bacon in dry salt and smoke it in
London. Cured in this manner, it would
be’deliciously fresh.
TUB NEW SHODDY PROPRIETORS.
Many rich storekeepers, tradesmen,
English and Hebrew, in London, are buy
ing up numbers of small farms in th
we st of England simply to give them so
cial position. It is only the land owner in
England who is looked up to socially.
These tradesmen are hated as badly by
the old owners as are the carpet-baggers
in the South. But they care nothing for
local prejudices as long as they can boast
in London of their landed possessions in
Exeter. The English Squire only reveres
the hereditary Lord. He bates the iiew
owner. The "other day, in Leamington, a
wealthy Hebrew went into the old fish
market which had been kept for four gen
erations by the same family. This fish
monger would have fallen on his knees if
I,ord AVarwiek had come into his shop,
but with the rich Hebrew it was different.
The rich Hebrew caine in with his fingers
covered with diamonds, and three large
chandelier diamonds sparkling in his
soiled shirt front, and said:
"I shay fish man, 1 vant a score of dem
oysters.”
"“They ben’t for sale, sir,” said the fish
monger scornfully.
"Does you zink 1 can’t pay for dem oys
ters? See here”—pointing dramatically to
one of the big diamonds in his shirt front—
“one of dese stones would puy all your
feesh, oysters and your whole shop."
"If I had them bloody things d’ou know
what I’d do with them?" asked the fish
monger.
"AVhy, holy Moses, you’d sell ’em,
wouldn’t you?”
"No. my friend, I’d treat the blarsted
buttons to a clean shirt once a week, and
give ’em a holiday on Sunday.”
Eli Perkins.
He Honors HU Father and Draws
*15,000.
The holder of one-fifth ticket, 10,842, the
capital of $75,000 in the Louisiana State
Lottery, Tuesday, is Mr. Isaac Haines,
engineer on the M. Rnd G. Railroad. To a
Chattanooga Times reporter, he said: “1
happened to find an old $1 bill in my pock
etbook when in Memphis, and concluded
to buy a lottery ticket of M. A. Dauphin,
New Orleans, La., by mail. 1 thought no
more of it, when a telegram from New Or
leans was received to-day, that No. 10,842
had drawn the prize, $75,000, in the Lou
isiana State Lottery, I found that my
ticket corresponded wiih the number."
He has been on the M. and C. Railroad
fourteen years, and is held in high esteem.
He has supported two sisters and au aged
father for years near Stevenson, Ala. A
few months ago, in the same Louisiana
State Lottery, he drew a large prize, re
ceiving S6OO for his share.— Memphis
( Tenn. ; Ledger, May 16.
BRASSEY, THE BARONET.
The Remarkable Rise and Distinction of
a British Navvy—Famous Dinners at
Normanhurst Court—English Noble
men Made Oat of Common Mad—The
Ancestry of Some Well Known Men.
Gladstone is going to give the snobs an
other lift, says the London correspondent
of the San Francisco ArgoMtiU At the
next periodical creation ot anew batch
of peers “Tom" Itrassey will be made a
Viscount or a Baron. It seems almost a
farce to think of such a man being classed
as a nobleman and being able to take his
seat in the House of Lords by
the side of the head of
the oldest families iu England. Tom Bras
sey, as he is familiarly called, is as thor
ough and out-and-out a nobody as a man
well can be. He began life breaking
stones by the roadside, but as time went
on his father managed to make a fortune
in iron, and a few years ago left his 6on a
stupendous property in land and funded
investments and an annual income greater
than that possessed by many a Duke.
Then Tom married a fashionable wife (her
maiden name is something obscure)
with plenty of push and a consequent
superabundance of ill-breeding and vul
garity.
He was plain Mr. Brassey then and she
a simple "Mrs.," but she made up her
mind she wouldn’t let things stay in that
way long. She was bound to have a title.
If she wasn’t a lady in reality and in ac
cordance with the accepted rules which
govern the Englishfdeiinition of one, she
would lie made one by law. So she set to
work doing all sorts of things to get her
name into the papers anti make people
talk of her. Torn bought a place down in
Sussex, as close to the edge of the grand
eld estate of the Earl of Ashburnbam as
he could, and put up a great, vulgar,
staring house ou it, a house that is the
laughing-stock of the neighborhood and
an eyosorc to every one of taste who
passes within view of its snobbish exte
rior. in deference most likely to their
lack of any progenitor who came over
with the Conqueror, they called the place
Normanhurst Court. But its name is the
only antiquity it had. The carpets were
new, the furniture was new, the lrescoes
new, the carriages were new, the family
silver was new as the most recent dated
"Hall” mark of the Silversmith’s Compa
ny could make it, and the crest which
decorated it was the latest invention of
the obliging gentlemen who conduct tlic
affairs of the Herald’s College.
But that didn’t matter. The Brasseys
were new themselves, and that made it all
right. So down to Normanhurst Court
they went anti installed themselves. The
county people about there didn’t seem to
take to them at all, and, like the Sassoons,
w hen they began their social career at
Brighton in 1876, they hacl rather up-hill
work at first. The Asburnham family,
whose magnificent park, of centuries’
growth, the aspiring windows of Norman
hurst overlooked, sot their faces against
them at once and refused to recognize
them in any manner. People of less
“push” than Mrs. Brassey would have
been crushed by the succession of snubs to
which she was treated by the members of
this most ancient of English families.
But Mrs. Brassey didn’t care—or didn’t
seem to. Regardless of refused invita
tions and no return of hospitalities, the
Brasseys kept ou entertaining and giving
dinners to whoever would accept. Mrs.
Brassey, despite her vulgarity,was a fine
looking woman, with plump and rounded
shoulders, which she had no|hesitation in
showing as much as of as the most decol
lete gowns in the kingdom w ould permit.
She knew howto attract men. If you get
the men of the house into your clutches
the rest of the family will soon follow.
And aside from tnis, dinners cooked by a
cordon bleu and wine of the rarest vin
tages flowing like water, won’t stay long
unnoticed in these days of sensual" grati
fication, where palates and stomachs rule
where head3 and hearts used to. The
county magnates—except the Ashburn
bains, who nave always held aloof—and
people of importance in the neighborhood,
began to thaw. Each week the Court
Journal and Morning Post contained in
creasing lists of great people who had
dined at Normanhurst, and dined as they
seldom dined anywhere else. Invitations,
heretofore ignored, were now things to
seek; and people who dined once were
only too glad to come again—as loug.at
any rate, as the cordon bleu remained at
his post, and ’55 Chateau-Margaux and
Perrier Jouet magnums were uncorked
without stint.
All the way from Marlborough House,
the Prince of AVales sniffed the aroma of
the Normanhurst cuisine, and the bouquet
of the Chateau-Yquem, and he soon sig
nified his willingness to name a time for
a visit there. AVhat mattered it to him if
the man at the top of the table was an
ex-navvy,and his wife a loud,
over-dressed and vulgar woman,
if the sauce tartare tasted
as well, and there was none the less crust
on the port? And then, there was the
decollete gowns. Albert Edward never
cares as long as his animal propensities
are gratified. Under such circumstances,
it is rather a shame to think that where
he stays or accepts entertainment has its
social status fixed,and that other people of
more refiued and proper tastes have in a
Sense to accept tis cf pebp’C as
one to follow. Yet this is not altogether so.
I dare say I won’t be believed when I say
there are people in England to-day who
wouldn’t (from choice)have the Prince of
AVales enter their doors on any pretext
whatever.
However, the Brasseys were not people
to choose. Since then they have gone on
daily becoming more notorious and talked
about. Mr. Brassey went in for politics
and was returned a member of the House
of Commons from Hastings at the last
general election, and when Gladstone
formed his Cabinet he made Brassey the
Civil Lord of the Admiralty, the lowest
member of the Board, and the one whose
duties go onlv to victualling ships and
things like that. In 1882 Brassey was
made a Baronet. Mrs. Brasscy’s fondest
wish was consummated. She was a
“Lady” at last. Doubtless she took all the
credit of the honor to herself. She fan
cied her "literary" ways, her famous
yacht Sunbeam and its absurdly written
"Cruise" from her own pen had more to do
with the acquisition of the long-coveted
title than anything else.
But the fact of the matter i6 simply
this: Brassey, like hundreds of lately
made peers who have preceded him in the
first step, gained the distinction because
of his wealth. In these days let any man
who is uncommonly rich go into politics
and show an apti'.udefor them that would
tie considered but mediocre ability in a
poor man. and let his life be fairly moral,
decent, honest and upright, and he will
sooner or later be made a peer. A Bar
onetcy is generally the first honor given.
Money is power and prime ministers, who
have the making of peers in their hands,
know how easy a Jdatant leveler and
rampant republican is turned into a
stanch adherent of monarchy and firm
supporter of royalty by the simple con
ferring of a peerage or Baronetcy. It is
curious how 7 quickly a title will change a
man. At all events, Tom Brassey was
made a “Sir," and now he is to be made a
"Lord.” But whatever he was, or is, or
will lie in name, in reality he is a man
who would never have been heard of if it
hadn’t been for his money, and one who
is looked upon as the prince of upstarts
in England to-day. AVhen such men are
made noblemen, what must one expect!
Irish Love Songs.
Exchange.
AVithout an exception, they are per
vaded by a spirit which, so far as we
know, we could net find in any English
love-songs whatever—a spirit of graceful
and, ter our minds, charming playfulness,
so expressed that you never doubt for a
moment that the light, sometimes even
derisive, words cover an affectiohateness
—not a passion, mind—so deep that but
for the laugh it might give way in tears.
English poets have many moods in their
love-songs, but not, we think, exactly this
one—not this union of sincere feeling,
sometimes even of worshiping feeling
with au inner sense of a certain comedy
in the situation, as if the poet would not
suffer himself to be quite serious. AVe
could produce from Euglish collections
specimens burning with passion, alive
with worship, saturated with affection ate
ness, lull of longing, of rapture, or that
melancholy “want,’* that sense of some
thing missing and never to be replaced,
which is the distinctive note of the Eng
lish poetry of love. But for the special
tone ot these Irish songs, this love-making
by a man who'is dancing the while, yet in
dancing is full of the wish to win his
love, arid fearful lest in his highest jumps
he should ever cease to seem as admiring
as he feels, we should, we fear, in English
poetry look in vain.
HOKSFORD’S ACID PHOSPHATE.
Tonic for Overworked Men.
Dr. J. C. AViUon, Philadelphia, Pa.,
says: "I have used it as a general tonic,
and in particular in the debility and dys
pepsia of overworked men, with satisfac
tory results.”
BATTLE OP NEW ORLEANS.
A Rare Relic for the Museum of the St.
Louis Academy of Science.
Dr. P. S. O’Reilly, during his recent
visit to New Orleans, says the St. Louis
Republican, obtained au interesting relic
of the memorable battle fought on the Bth
of January, 1815, in which the British
General, Edward Packenham, was killed.
The relic will be deposited in the museum
of the Missouri Historical Society, of
which the Doctor is Corresponding Secre
tary. It is simply a twelve-pound cannon
ball, but the peculiar interest attached to
it is that for many years it, with four
other similar balls, was used as a weight
covering the intestines of Gen. Paeken
ham. which were dissected from the body
of the British commander, placed in a box
and carefully buried in a trench dug be
tween the roots oi a large pecan tree.
The cannon balls were placed over the
box as a weight to prevent desecration
from dogs and wild beasts. Above the
balls a eement of clay was placed as a
; protection to still further secure the relies
from molestation. After the removal of
the entrails, the body was embalmed,
doubled up into a cask of liquor and
shipped to England for interment. It has
been stated, the truth of which depends
upon tradition, that upon the arrival of
the barrel in England it was found that
the cask had been tapped bv the sailors,
who drank up the liquor. Gen. Paeken
kani was brother-in-law of the Duke of
AYellington.and had served on his staff in
the Peninsular war. A monument was
erected to him in Westminster Abbey,
and to his second in command,. Gen.
Gibbs, who also fell at New Orleans.
While in New Orleans, Dr. O’Reilly was
the guest ot Col. J. G. Bienvenu, and to
gether they visited the Villere mansion,
some ten miles below the citv, which had
been occupied by Gen. Packenham as his
headquarters after landing from Lake
Borgne, and, where his body was received
and embalmed after death. The mansion
is now owned by Col. F. B. ei®***®, mm
whom tne doctor and his friends took
dinner. The dinner was set in the very
same room in which slxtv-nine years
before, as stated by their host, a similar
party was seated at the table when a
negro servant rushed in and in great
alarm announced that the “red coats”
had landed. “Massa, I see’d ’em with
my own eyes; dey are come shure,”
shouted the negro. The guests, it is
stated, were thrown into consternation,
and the colored wench who was waiting
on the table dropped a dish in her fright.
The son of Gen. Villere, who was seated
at the table, quietly slipped out of the
room, mounted a horse, and making quick
speed to New Orleans, notified Gen.
Jackson and his own father, who was
then in command of the militia, of the
arrival and disembarkation of the British
in the Canal Villere and Bavou Bienvenu,
which was so named after Col. Bienvenu’s
grandfather. The British effected their
landing in small boats from their fleet 80
miles distant at 10 o’clock iu the morning
of Dec. 28, 1814. The first detachment
was commanded by Gen. Keane, and the
landing was effected with great secrecy.
A picket guard of young planters had
been intrusted by the American com
mander with the charge of watching the
entrance to this small canal, although no
one had thought it likely that the enemy
would attempt to land there. These
young gentlemen, persuaded that there
was nothing to apprehend, meanwhile
amused themselves in hunting through
the neighboring woods, so that during
their absence the English boats were
enabled to pass unperceived up the
channel and land their troops.
This last statement Is given by Mr.
Vincent Nolte, a cotton speculator", who
was forced into the ranks by Gen. Jackson
to defend his cotton, and " who, with our
Mr. Mullanpby of St. Louis, made a good
speculation, alter the British were re
pulsed, in buying cotton and sending it to
Europe.
The Villere house is of one-story,
elevated six teet above the ground arid
surrounded with a piazza and covered
gallery. Dr. O’Reilly was shown the
room occupied by Packenham, while his
headquarters were there, before the
battle, and it was in the same room that
his body was disemboweled by the sur
geons and embalmed. The Duke of Saxe-
AVeimar was a visitor at the mansion in
1852, the guest of Gen. Villere, who was
then still alive. The Duke describes the
mansion as situated at the end of an
avenue of laurel trees, which are cut iu a
pyramidal form, and pride of China trees,
which lead to the door. Back of the
elegant mansion house stands the negro
cabins like a camp, and behind the sugar
cane fields, which extend to the marshy
cypress woods about a mile back called
the Cypress swamp.
The Duke states in his book, tbat after
dinner they walked in the yard, “where
we remarked several guinea fowls, which
are common here, a pair of Mexican
pheasants and a tame fawn. Before the
house stood a number of lofty nut-trees,
called pecan trees. At the "foot of one,
Sir Edward Packenham’s bowels are
interred; his body was embalmed aud
sent to England. In the field there are a
number of English buried, and a place
was shown to me, where forty officers
alone were laid."
Antidote to Snake Bites.
Cor, Popular Science.
In your issue of March 10, the state
ment is made by a scientific contributor
that no true antidote has been found for
the bite of venomous snakes. While this
may be true of the snakes of the whole
world, I believe that as to those of the
United States there is an antidote. There
are very many poisonous snakes in this
part of Texas, and a snake-bitten person
is not hard to find here. Many remedies
are used, but the really only satisfactory
one, and yet the one that is the best
known, is the use of alum, the dose of
which is about a heaping large teaspoon
ful. 1 have seen it tried in at least cieht
cases, and have heard of many more. The
eight cases referred to comprising six
different species of snakes, namely—the
large rattlesnake, the water moccasin,
ground rattlesnake, the spreading adder
and the blunt-tailed moccasin, by far the
most venomous snake in the country.
Alum was used in all ot the eight cases
with the greatest satisfaction and the best
of results, although as is claimed in the
article referred to the venom may be of a
different nature in each species.* In one
of the cases I myself was the sufferer,
being bitten by the dwarf or ground
rattlesnake, whose bite is nearly as
poisonous as that of two large moccasins,
and although I could not get the alum for
at least an hour after being bitten, and
the limb swelled from the foot to the
groin, yet I am well and hearty and no
bad effects followed the bite. This 1 will
add yet: my sufferings were greater than
those of any one bitten person with whom
I am now acquainted, but this I attribute
to the length of time which elapsed be
tween the bite and the taking of the
remedy, and also to an overdose of alum,
as I took a piece nearly the size of a hen’s
egg. Ido not know in what way alum
counteracts the venom, but it gets in the
circulation and seems to act within a few
minutes from the time of taking. In my
case it was powerfully emetic and drastic,
but I was well in three hours, save the
pain in rnv leg as far as it had swelled
before taking the alum. In cases where
less alum was taken the patients
recovered without any other effects than
sick 6tomach; in one case the man only
lost his dinner, and went back to work as
soon as he got the alum.
You roav give this publicity if you see
fit. It may save others’ lives and be of
great benefit, but at the same time I care
nothing about my name in print.
Abel Sion*,
Ilovkerville, Burleson counlu, Texas,
Tfte Power of the Red Flag.
Boston Globe.
An auction sale has a strange but irre
sistible fascination for the average wo
man. Only the female suffragist of long
experience" can resist the attractive power
of a red flag hung out in front of a resi
dence. It may be "washing day," and
she may bave’sternly refused to go in town
on such a day of manifold duties, even to
follow the pleasing pursuit of shopping.
But the auction will lure her from all
household cares. It doesn’t matter at all
whether the furniture and carpets and
“fixings” to lie sold are what the average
woman of a family really needs, in whole
or in part. She goes to see, catches the
infection of the hour, waits breathlessly
upon the “quar-quar-quar" cry of the
auctioneer for awhile and then joins reck
lesslv in the bidding. The average wo
man "generally burs some damaged piece
of bric-a-brac at twice its value when
new, and is rewarded by contemptuous
remarks concerning "broken back” by
her unappreciative husband. But she
doesn’t care. She rests in the calm confi
dence of having bought a bargain. And
the man of the house is fortunate if the
good wife has not sold off all his old
clothes to a ragman in order to satisfy her
craving to “buy largely” at the auction
sale and fill the abode of wedded bliss
with a heterogeneous collection of second
hand articles, summed up most concisely,
in the masculine word “truck.”
WOMEN BETTING AT THE RACE.
Pin Money Melting Like Wet Sugar-
Female Gambling Parties a Feature.
i/wr.
One of the most striking features of
gatherings on the race course is the
enormous hold the betting mania has ac
quired over the gentle sex. The days of
wagering boxes of gloves or bonbons are
practically over, and the keenness with
which women pursue the mighty dollar
in the betting ring is little short of mar
velous to the merely casual race goer.
Time was when ladies did not attend races
save in the company of their husbands,
brothers, or intimate male friends. Now
for a great number of women who go
racing a male escort is superfluous; in
fact, he is in the way. There are mes
sengers on the grand stand who do all the
buying of tickets and also the cashing in
for a small percentage, and do it much
more quickly and reliably than the
ordinary male race goer can do. The
consequence is that regular hen parties
are now made up for the races, and pin
money goes in a way amazing to behold
to the unsophisticated husband or father.
In its milder stage the betting fever
among women is rather amusing, and
providing the female backer is provided
with a iitieral allowance ot common
sense, it wili lead to no particular harm.
The writer numbers amoug his acquaint
ances a iady whom her husband has taken
to races very frequently during the past
three or four years. He never bets him
self, but ho allows her from S2O to $23 a
day to invest. She starts in every year
with charmiug enthusiasm to bet ration
ally and carefully, so as to make enough
money to buy liberal presents for husband
and friends, but in her career thus far she
has failed signally. She made her be
ginning this year at Sheepsbead Bay, and
imparted to the writer in confidence that
she intended to buy a “conversation
chair” for her husband with the proceeds
of her Coney Island investment. The
first three days she was out, but last
Tuesday slje got a fresh supply of money,
it melted like ice* under a blazing July
sun. Finally she began to grow' demoral
ized, and bought on© or the twenty-five
cent “tips,” which ran her deeper into
difficulties. “Dear me,” she said sadly,
ou the way home, “such luck! After the
second race I began to give up all hope of
getting money for a chair, but I did hope
that I would win sufficient to purchase a
couple of tidies. Now, even they have
flown to the dim distance.”
While this lady was unlucky, however,
there was a bevy of fair ones betting im
mediately behind her who “picked”
winners with startling uniform success.
There were lour of them, and they won on
six out of seven races on the card. They
were adepts in the use of racing slang.
They knew all about ‘‘pace” and “judg
ment.” They praised Lewis’ “strong
finish” and condemned McLaughlin for
having ridden War Eagle “all-over the
place.” Altogether they were experts, in
a measure, and they probably had paid
dearly for their experience. They enjoyed
the races, however, and the iun and excite
ment o! betting had as much attraction
for them as the mere gambling part of the
transaction.
At Brighton Beach one sees the worst
side ot betting among wom@n. Day after
day, rain or shine, one can see the same
faces at the lower end of the stand all
outwardly indifferent, but at the same
time intensely interested in form, condi
tion, weights, aud jockeys. The racing
itself does not interest them. They do not
even take the trouble of looking at the
contests. A finish may cause them to
arise; but it is only to see whether the
horse that they" have backed is doimp
well. They win or lose with the most
philosophical outward indifference. An
instance occurred a few days ago, within
the hearing of the writer’ which fully
shows to what an extent women will go
that have become enslaved to betting. It
was the race which Vocalic won at
Sheepshead Bay last Saturday. The
finish between him and Miss Brewster
was a very close one, and from that part
of the stand where the writer sat it looked
very much as if the filly had won by a
nose. Immediately behind the writer sat
a middle-aged woman,, of matronly pro
portions and demeanor. Her face was
white with suppressed excitement. In
fact, she was so nervious that she did uot
trust herself to look at the race. "When
Miss Brewster challenged Vocalic in the
stretch she arose, however, and big beads
of perspiration started on her forehead.
As the horses shot past the post she
clutched the writer’s arm and hoarsely
inquired: “Whatdo you think won, sir?”
“.Miss Brewster, 1 believe” was the reply.
“My God,” she exclaimed, “don’t tell tile
that! I have backed the other one.” A
few minutes alter, Vocalic’s number
went up. The woman almost cried with
joy. “That saved me,” she said, forget
ting her reserve in her delight. “I was
away out on the meeting, and to get even
I took S3O, which my husband had laid
aside to pay the interest on a loan.
Twenty-five dollars went on the other
races, and, attracted by Vocalic’s light
weight, I determined to risk all that was
left on him. Had Vocalic lost, I am
afraid that 1 could not have faced my
husband. Now, however, I win $l5O,
which puts me nearly SSO to the good on
the meeting.”
Occurrences like this make even the
most enthusiastic male plunger look
rather queerly at his favorite amusement
or mode of speculation, whatever he
chooses to call it.
A Thrifty New-Made Widower.
Boston Courier., June *?.
An eccentric character living in West
ern Massachusetts had the misfortune to
lose his wile, and al! arrangements were
made for interring the worthy lady’s re
mains with fitting solemnity. When the
hour for the ceremony arrived, however,
the bereaved husband was nowhere to be
found, and consternation fell upon the
funeral guests as the minutes passed with
out his appearing. Just as suspense was
becoming unbearable the widower came
striding m from the back yard, puffing as
if from violent exertion, his clothes cov
ered with mud and his shirt sleeves rolled
to the elbow. “Well, now,” he exclaimed
in a loud tone, as he came upon the silent
company awaiting him, “is everything all
ready? I thought as it was a kind of a
broken day I’d take time by the forelock
and clean but the well. I won’t be more’n
two jiffies fixin’ up, and then if you hurry
things a little, parson, we shall get to the
grave full as quick ’s if I’d been sittin’
here wastin’ half a day.”
Wedded Among: Tombstones.
Denver Opinion.
One day last week a Denver preacher
received notice to repair at once to Bill’s
marble vard, at the corner of Arapahoe
and Seventeenth streets. Instead of a
funeral he found a marriage service in
waiting. The bride and groom were there
with the witnesses, and the ceremony was
performed at once. There was naturally
a little curiosity about the affairs, and in
quiry elicited the main facts. The couple
had not seen each other for seventeen
years until a few days before their mar
riage. Thev knew and loved each other in
the East, blit the fates were against their
union. The man came West and married
another lady, who is now dead. Ilis first
love came to Colorado recently, and was
reclaimed. Directly after the ceremony
was over the groom gave an order for a
tombstone to be placed at the head of his
first wife’s grave.
Arsenic Fills by the Pint.
J. A. Smith, a Gainesville, Ga., mer
chant, says: “For years I was a victim to
the combined effects of Erysipelas and an
aggravated type of Eczema, that baffled
all medical skill. I consulted the very
best physicians m the United States to no
good purpose. I gave every patent medi
cine that was recommended a faithful
trial and received no I took large
quantities of potash and a pint cup full of
arsenic pills. The patent medicine, pills,
and potash mixtures fed instead of curing
the disease. They destroyed my appetite
and wrecked mv system—l lost flesh and
energy—l lost three years from my busi
ness and 6pent $2,000 in a fruitless effort
to regain my health. At last, when I be
gan to consider mv case hopeless, I com
menced taking S'. S. S., and in a .short
time 1 was entirely cured. I waited a
year after a cure was effected, and con
tinued to take Swift’s Specific off and on
as a sort of safeguard before I was willing
to make public this marvelous cure. Be
ing assured beyond the possibility of a
doubt that the cure was permanent, I
wrote this history of my case for the bene
fit of my fellow-men.
“Mv skin is now as smooth as if was
when'a boy. I weigh more than I ever
did In my life, and my general health was
never better. I passed through last win
ter (which was an unusually cold one),
without losing a single day from my busi
ness. For the last twelve months 1 have
had no return of the erysipelas in any
shape or form, or any touch of eczema.”
Treatise on Blood and Skin Diseases
mailed free.
The Swift Spbcotc Company, drawer
3, Atlanta, Ga., 159 W. 23d street, New
York, and 1205 Chestnut street, Philadel
phia.
Pabittg poto&rr.
NEW YORK’S
GREAT CHEMIST,
R. Ogden Doremus, M.D., LL.D,
Bellevue Hospital Medical College, May 24, ISSi.
DR. V. C. PRICE, President of the Price Raking Potcder Cos., Chicago, III.:
Slß—This is to certify that I have analyzed “Dr. Price’s Cream Raking-Pow
der.” 1 find it is composed of PURE MATERIALS, and compounded on CORRECT
SCIENTIFIC PRINCIPLES. I have also analyzed the “Royal Baking Powder” and
instituted a comparison between the two. The ingredients of “Dr. Price’s Cream
Raking Powder” are PURER than those of the Royal. The" Royal Baking Pow
der,” when heated, yields sufficient Ammonia to be detected by sense of
smell, and plainly discovered in biscuits or cakes made therefrom. This
Ammonia is derived from impurities in the -Royal Baking Powder.”
As the chief aim of a Baking Powder is to produce a II ARMLESS GAS, which will
give porosity to the bread, biscuits or cakes made therefrom, “Dr. Price's Cream
Baking Powder” in this respect also surpasses the Royal.
I have examined biscuits from the two powders, and. prefer those made from “Or.
Price’s Cream Baking Powder,” for the following reasons:
Ist. The materials in “Dr. Price's Cream Baking Powder” are PURER than
those of the “Royal Baking Powder,” and therefore MORE WHOLESOME.
2d. The INGREDIENTS are more ACCURATELY and SCIENTIFICALLY PRO
PORTIONED, hence bread or biscuits prepared with them are BETTER SUITED
FOR DIGESTION.
3d. The yield of carbonic acid gas is greater, therefore the BISCUITS ARE
LIGHTER.
In my opinion “l>r. Price’s Cream Baking Powder” IS SUPERIOR to the
“Royal Baking Powder” IN EVERY RESPECT.
1 have the honor to remain yours respectfully,
It. OGDEN DOREMUS, M.D., LL.D.,
Prof, of chemistry *ud Toxicology in the “New York Bellevue Hospital Medical Col
lege,” and Prof. Chemistry arid Fhysics in the College of the City of New York.
The "Royal” & “Andrews Pearl” Contain Ammonia
HOUSEKEEPERS TEST.
Place a can of “Royal” or “Andrews Pearl” top down on a hot store until
heated, then remove the cover, and smell. A chemist will uot
he required to detect the presence of Ammonia.
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DOES NOT CONTAIN AMMONIA.
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PLATSHEKVS GRAM) OFFER!
138 BROUGHTON STREET.
IMMSNSEREDUCTIONS
CLOVES, SILK MITTS, CLOVES!
To close out broken lots in our Glove Department, wc shall, from MONDAY. June
30, sell without reserve each and every pair of Glove3 at greatly reduced prices, of
which we give below a few quotations:
PRICES THAT SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES;
20 doz. pairs 2-button Lisle Thread Glares at
10c.; reduced from 25c.
12 do?., pairs Lace Lisle Gloves, white, 10c.;
reduced from 25c.
Odoz. pairs Ladies’ 6 length Jersey Taffeta
Silk, 50c; reduced from 75c.
10 doz. pairs Ladies' 8 length Jersey Talfeta
Silk Gloves, 75c.; reduced from sl.
12 doz. pairs Ladies’ 8 length Jersey Lisle
Gloves, 25c.; reduced from 50c.
And a Large Variety of Odds and Eads at a Sacrifice,
The great Slaughter Sale still continues in
MILLINERY! MILLINERY!
PrtDCtOF garo.
HEADQUARTERS
FA.3VS.
—FOR—
Preserve Jars, Kerosene Stoves,
Cream Freezers, Water Filters.
JAS. S. SILVA.
gron lUorho.
J. J.M’DONOUGH. THOS.BALLANTYNE.
McDonough & ballantyne
MANUFACTURERS OF
Stationary, PortaMe, Rotary
And Marine Engines,
Locomotive, Return Tubular, Flue
and Cylinder Boilers,
Mill Gearing, Sugar Mills and Pans, Vertical
and Top-Running Corn Mills, Shafting, Pul
leys, Hangers, and all machinery in general.
KEIIOE’S IRONWORKS]
Castings of all Descriptions,
SUGAR MILLS & PANS
A SPECIALTY.
CEMETERY, GARDEN, VERANDA
AND BALCONY RAILINGS.
WM. KEHOE & CO.,
East end of Broughton at., Savannah, Ga.
oda Plater, etc.
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. My goods,
being prepared from chemically pure water
and extracts,defy competition. Having ample
facilities for filling country orders, I only ask
a trial from those doing business out of town to
demonstrate what I can do in shipping prompt
ly. Syrups of all kinds furnished. Orders
from physicians for highly charged Siphons
for sick patients filled at any hour of the day
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.
Itoticee. •
“notice.
ON and after the 27th inst. to the Ist of Sep
tember the terminus of the Tramway at
Tybee Island will be at the Ocean House.
J C. W. AUSTIN,
Proprietor Oeean House.
15 doz. pairs All Silk Lace Mitt?, 50c.; reduced
from 75c.
IS doz. pairs Jersey Taffeta Silk Mitts, 10
length, 65c.; reduced from sl.
12 doz. pairs Jersey Taffeta Silk Mitts, 12
length, 85c.; reduced from $1 25.
10 doz. pairs Jersey Taffeta Silk Mitts, 10
length, $1; reduced from *1 50.
25 doz. pairs Assorted Silk Mitts, in black twist
and plain Silk, at a great reduction.
Stotiro, (Stc.
DIAMOND A RANGES
IKON KING
AND—
FARMER’S FRIEND
Cooking Stoves,
VVyATER FILTERS and FILTERS and
W COOLERS, ICE CREAM CHURNS,
LEMON SQUEEZERS, ICE CREAM SETS.
A full line of seasonable goods at lowest
prices.
JOHN i DOUGLASS & CO.,
157 Broughton street. Savannah, Ga.
gtropoHitlo.
Notice to Contractors.
SEALED proposals are solicited and will l>e
received up to MONDAY. .Juiy 7. ."U, for
furnishing the material, building and com
pleting by Dec. 1, 1884, a brick addition to the
Everett Hotel, of -Jacksonville, Fla. The said
addition is to be five stories high, and lias a
total frontage of about 300 feet, embracing
dining room, parlor, reading room, office,
store rooms, sleeping rooms, etc. Plans and
specifications are on exhibition at the office of
GEO. R. FOSTER & CO., in the above named
city, and J. M. LEE, the lessee of the hotel,
will furnish any additional information de
sired. No bids except those of thoroughly re
sponsible parties will be considered and the
owner reserves, the right to reject any or all
bids. ,
Parlies wishing to submit proposal* will
plea-o come to .Jacksonville Immediately to
examine plans and see about materia!.
NATHANIEL W EB-TER,
Care J. M. Lee, Jacksonvil.e. Ha.
June 25.1884.
Brer
“Original Bu!neiser”& “Auheaser.”
\ BOTHER fre-h car load jrt received
from Anheuser-Bnwh Brewing A-tcr -
atioo, St. Umis. Mo..for whom 1 arc sop"agent,
for Savannah tsml copligu in I tT..orv. Be
sides having ■ cgs -u.4 halt* Ig. it* to - time
“Origl nal Bttdweiaer” iu ttouic- c - ;.n ■*
Families, Harvuniug-. Picnic a„ . Lx ttr-.toii
Parties. I respectfully ask my friends and
the public to call for these pure and unrivaled
beers. On tap daily at F. J. Huckert’s, J. M.
Henderson’s, T. M. Ray’s. Phil Bewan’s, Geo.
Schwarz's, A. Jackson’s, Jas. Lane’s. Marshall
House, T. Enright's, GusFox’s,T. Magee’s, P.
Houlihan’s, J.Kaufmann’s, W.G. Ebbs’ (agt),
and all first-class saloons. All orders promptly,
attended to by _
GEO. ME \ ER. Office, 143 Bay street, w
FLY TRAPS.