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MATEK MAKIA.
AFFECTIONATELY PBPICATBD TO I. If* C* BY A* i
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Gentle spirit. far aboc me.
Angel mother, hear my prayer.
Thon wert ever prone to love me
Whilst thou dwelt on mundane sphere,
List to mine earnest invocation—
-1 plead with deepest Teneration.
Thv blessing's craYe<l, dear moth r!
I've not a doubt or fear
That, ere from lips 07 escape.
Thou'lt answer, “Yt , s ’ dear,
Yon have my blessing! But, my erring one.
Ask for *ne otter'*-'olessing, and He will
grant, sir son!”
'Tis giorioas Sabbath mom, mother;
The matin chime sounds clear.
I think how oft, with thine own spouse—
My long-mourned father dear— .
Thou worshipped One who rules with right
eous rod— .
In holy church —our Savior and our Gou.
'Twas yestere'en. dear mother,
From care and toil oppress,
I sought my humhle pallet
To find tlie needed rest.
I heard thy voice, in sweet converse with sis
ters, "as I slept,
Was't weakness in me, mother dear?
Thy hoy, the man-child, wepl!
Again, sweet spirit mother—
'Msng ( herub and Seraph—
-1 ask thv intercession, thy prayers, in my be
half. , , ..
Plead Avith the All-wise Judge, who sits on
Heavenly throne.
To save the way war 1 boy—the erring one—
thine own.
A SUWANNEM ROMANCE.
The rictnresque Country Which is to
be Found Alone the Kiver Banks—
The Story of a Florida Girl—A Lov
ers’ Tool with a Strange and Pathetic
History.
Philadelphia Timet Letter.
Live Oak, Fla., Sept. B.—The Suwan
nee river curving like a horseshoe, makes
some strange indentures in its banks,
forming wooded pools redolent of romance
and song. Many are the myths and le
gends connected with this river, which on
three sides bounds the county that bears
its name, and one in particular deserves
to be rescued from oblivion.
Ruling out there the other day a twelve
miles jaunt brought me to alow rooled
cabin, fast going to decay, occupied by an
old bachelor friend of mine, whose mem
ory is a perfect encyclopedia of scenes
and times in Florida'for titty years past.
1 failed to find him at home, but with the
r rfect freedom born of long acquaintance
took possession of his place at once,
turned his mule into the adjacent lot and
ensconced my tired horse in the stall erst
while occupied by the long-eared basso
profundo of the cotton patch. Then,
lighting my favorite pipe. 1 started for a
stroll along the banks of the dear old
river. It was indeed a lovely day. Not
a cloud obscured the sRy, and the wind,
blown from off the stream, was cool and
delightful to the senses.
The steep, precipitous banks were
lined with briars and bush; strange col
ored glimpses of light betokened the pre
sence of hud and flower.
§From swaying limbs and pendant twigs
the mocking-bird fluttered his quaker
garb and poured out his heart in sweetest
melody. The drone of insect life fell
faintly on the air, rent and torn at times
bv the wild scream of the hawk, that
pirate of the air.
The path I pursued was anew one to
me, but as it followed the river bank
closely and always in sight I had no fears
of going astray.
A ROMANTIC SPOT.
Four miles of this half-dreamy wander
ing brought me to a strange, wild spot, a
pool of water curved in the river bank
about forty leet in extent, almost hidden
from sight by immense trees, whose
branches twined and interlaced made a
canopy through which no light could
enter.
Between two of the largest ol these
trees an open path led to this pool, whose
waters were as black as ink, dark,
gloomy and forbidding. To my surprise,
although it was evident that my feet were
the first to tread this path in many days,
no grass grew thereon, no weed or briar
or bush fou ml foothold there. It was bare
and smooth, a sandy clay, hardened
almost to : no.
Around the pool the undergrowth was
wild and dense, but there was no sign or
trace of any life; all was quiet and
motionless, iio hint of strolling bird or
beast. The ground was dark and damp,
the waters still and fathomless, no ripple
or shimmer of light upon its surface.
THE LOVERS' TOOL.
Unaccountably depressed. 1 turned
away and sought the sunlight again.
This" feeling of gloom and depression
clung to me all the way on my return to
my friend's house, and he, noticing this,
inquired the cause, as he bustled around
preparing the bachelor dinner. I briefly
' acquainted him with the facts of the
strange discovery I had made. “Oh! ’
said he. “you have been to the Lovers’
Pool. There is a strange and pathetic
history connected with that,” he con
tinued. musingly, “and it seems to have
been cursed ever since that unhappy dav.”
A romance; that was enough tor me,
and 1 besieged him at once for all the par
ticulars.
“Well,” said he, “control your eager
ness until after dinner, and then I'll tell
you the tale as 'twas told to me.”
There was a heaping platter of tried
chicken, a huge pile of roasted sweet
potatoes, a mammoth corn pone and some
delicious coffee—all the work of his own
fair hands—ahem!
After dinner we lit our pipes and ad
journed to the wide, roomy piazza,.where
my host proceeded to fulfill his promise.
A FLORIDA GIRL.
“It happened thirty years ago, and
Belle Norton was one of the prettiest
girls in Florida. She was tall and slen
der. but exquisitely formed, and of an
unusually sunny temperament. Her hair
was a golden brown, her eyes were like
pansy blossoms, and her lips were twin
buds! just ripening into bloom.
“Her father, old Al>el Norton, was one
of the richest planters in these parts, and
fairly worshiped his one child; but he had
the temper of a demon when aroused, and
knew neither law, gospel or reason. His
house was about a mile from the pool.
You can seethe ruins now. The house
was tired by the negroes during the war,
and the whole place has gone to ruin and
decay.
“About four miles off lived old 'Squire
Griffin aid as he had a houseful of little
children he imported a Yankee from
Massachusetts to teach them. He was a
right handsome young fellow, this teacher,
a graduate of one of the best colleges,
and very gentlemanly and refined in all
his actions. His name was Harry Ester
man. and he became quite a favorite in the
neighborhood.
“Harry and Belle met at a ball given by
one of the planters and the usual result
followed—love at first sight and all that
sort of thing. I don't believe in love
myself, but these young people did. and a
terrible tragedy followed.
A FATHER'S OFPOSITIOJi.
“Old man Norton had never liked
Harry—in fact the old fellow, even in those
days.’ was a rank believer in secession
anil hated everything of a Northern origin.
He had tolerated the young teacher at
first out of respect for Southern hospitality
and the opinions of his old friend?, but
when he discovered that Harry had fallen
in love with bis daughter aud she was
guilty of the same foolishness, he was
furious, raved like a devil and swore by
all the gods that he would shoot “the
d—d Yankee*’if he ever caught him on
his place again. He had a stormy scene
with his daughter, but <he clung to her
faith and refused to give her lover up.
‘•But henceforth the lovers were more
careful, and were obliged to confine their
love-making to stolen interviews and
this pool was selected as the trysting
place. It was then a beautiful' spot.
The undergrowth was a tangled mass of
flowers, the trees allowed the moon to
drop through their green branches and
bathe in the water that was then as clear
as crystal. The stolen interviews of these
happy lovers did not long remain a secret.
They"were betrayed by a negro and old
Norton’s revenge wasau awful one.
‘ Belle had been in the habit after all
the house had retired of leaving her room
and spending a happy hour with her
young and ardent lover at this pool.
A FATHER’S CRIME.
“It was a beautiful night in June; the
moon was at its ftill and the heavens
were clothed in splendor. A cool breeze
swept over the swaying trees and from
the shadowy copse the whip-poor-will
kept up his plaintive calling. During the
day old Norton had been unusually grave
and silent, seeming absorbed in his own
reflections. His manner towards his
daughter had tilled her with vague dread.
He had only answered her questions in
monosyllables and watched her every
movement with turtive scowling. But she
attributed it all to the fact that he bad
been applying himself very freely to the
brandy Dottle and was manifestly under
Its potent influence.
“About 8:30 o’clock he grunted out a
good night and went to his own room.
Belle also retired, but not to sleep. To
night she was to meet her lover to
arrange for her flightand marriage. After
waiting half an hour, until all about the
house seemed wrapped in slumber, she
stole quietly cut and hurried lovingly
over the path she knew so well.
“But another one had been there before
her. Her father, after bidding her good
night, had gone to his room, taken down
his heavily-loaded gun and lett the house.
By a roundaliout way he reached the
pool. Carefully and softly creeping near
and peering through the bushes he saw
young Esterman standing gazing thought
fully into the peacelul depths where the
moon had left a path of silver.
“Raising his gun to his shoulder, he
took careful aim and fired. The young
lover gave a quick, convulsive start, and,
without a groan, fell heavily into the
water. Belle, haif way to the place of
meeting, heard the shot and saw a grim
form creeping out of the shadows. She
stopped a moment and pressed her hand
, to her heart in mute and trembling terror.
“Another moment and her father
gripped her arm and whispered hoarsely
in her ear: ‘Wretched girl, go look for
your lover in yonder pool.’
“With a gasping cry 6he hurried by
him and soon gained the spot. As she
gazed into the waters her lover’s face, all
t/>m and mangled, came to the surface.
With a terrible shriek that woke the birds
in their lealy coverts she leaped into the
pool and, grasping the form ot her mur
dered lover, l*>th went down together.
The waters rippled and swelled a moment
and then all was peace and calm again.
“The next day the old father, recovered
from his drunken madness, went to look
for his daughter.
“In the afternoon 6ome negroes found
him, lying flat upon the ground, 9tone
dead, h s eyes wide open, gazing dread
fully into the pool.
“The bodies of the lovers were never
found. It was supposed that some
unknown undercurrent carried them far
away.
“In one week a marvelous change took
place in this pool and its surroundings.
The flowers all died, the waters took on
an inky blackness, the trees interlaced
their branches so that no light of sun or
moon could enter and all life fled, whether
of insect, beast, bird or fish.
“The place became most desolate and
forlorn, and the negroes avoided it as they
would a graveyard.”
THE SEqUEL.
He paused and relighted his pipe.
“That is a very nice yarn,” I said; “but
you don't expect me to believe it, do
you ?”
“Oh. no;” he replied. “I didn't myself
when it was told to me, but as you
wanted to hear it I thought I would spin it
out for you. Going, eh? Try a little of
that rye before you saddle up. A friend
sent it to me from New York city and l
think it’s a pretty good article. You'll
find the sugar in that can on the mantel.”
Stranger, I tried it, and it was good.
A PERSIAN SPOON.
An Elaborate Piece of Workmanship
Worth Many Dollars.
A sherbet spoon, says Chambers’ Jour
nal, is from one to two feet in length; the
bowl, cut from a solid block, holds from a
claret glass to a tumbler of the liquid.
This bowl is so thin as to be semi-trans
parent, and is frequently ornamented with
an inscription the letters of which are in
high relief. To retain their semi-transpa
rency. each letter is undercut, so that, al
though standing up an eighth of an inch
from the surlaee of the bowl, yet the whole
is of the same light aud delicate texture,
no part thicker than another. One-half of
the surface of the spoon-bowl i9 covered
by two cleverly applied pieces of carved
w ood, which appear to be carved from
one block. But this is not the case
—they are really cemented there. These
pieces are carved in such a delicate man
ner as to be almost filmy in appearance,
resembling tine lacework. The handle of
the spoon—at times twenty inches long—
is formed in a separate piece, and insert
ed into the edge of the bowl in a groove
cut to receive it. This handle is also
elaborately carved in delicate tracery,
and a wonderful effect is produced bv the
rhomboid-9baped handle, at times tour
inches broad at the widest part and only
a tenth’ of an inch thick. The groove
where the handle is inserted into the edge
of the bowl of the spoon and the point of
junction are hidden by a rosette of carved
wood, circular in shape, only a tenth of
an inch thick. This, too, is carved in
lace-like work, and it is cemented to the
shaft of the spoon. A kind of flying
buttress of similar delicate wood
work unites the back part of the shaft
to the shoulder of the bowl. The spoon,
which when it leaves the carver’s bench
Is white, is varnished with Kaman oil,
which acts as waterproof and preserva
tive, ac-! dyes the whole of a fine gam
loge yellow similar to our boxwood. The
weight of the spoon is in the largest sizes
two ounces. The tools used by the carver
are a plane, a rough sort ot gouge, and a
common penknife. Each spoon is of a
separate and original design, no two being
alike, save when ordered in pairs or sets.
The price of the finest specimens is
from 5 shillings to 15 shillings each.
These sherbet spoons are really works of
art, and are valued by Oriental amateurs.
Many of the merchants are very proud of
their sherbet spoons; and being wood,
they are “lawful,” for a metal spoon, if of
silver, i9 an abomination; consequently
the teaspoons in Persia have a filigree
hole in the bowl, and thus can be used for
stirring the tea only, and not for the un
lawful act of conveying it to the mouth in
a silver spoon. Ol course these high art
sherbet spoons are only seen at the houses
of the better classes, a coarser wooden
spoon being used by the lower classes.
The spoons at dinner serve as drinking
vessels, for tumblers are unknown; and
the metal drinking cup 9 so much in use
are merely lor traveling, or the pottle deep
potations of the irreligious.
The German Bed.
Miyenee Letter to Chicago Sexes
I am not one of those irreverent Ameri
cans who poke fun at the German bed. It
is narrow, it is also short, and it curls up
at both ends, like acaterpillar on a shovel.
Its middle curve sustains the notorious
German “puff.” This is simply a small
feather bed, about three feet by four, con
stituting, with a single blanket, the sole
covering of the victim. Before leaving
America I was told that one-third my
time was spent in bed, for which reason "I
have studied this queer lay-out with care.
I infer from It that the German never has
cold feet, and that his main concern is
with his bowels. He lies upon his bacK,
in which position the central sag of the
bed compensates for what would else
be a central protuberance of person fatal
to the permanence of any such ticklish
covering as ibe puff aforesaid. But with
his head raised high by a bolster and two
pillows, and his feet elevated correspond
ingly. the upper line of his person is sub
stantially a straight one, upon which he
balances the puff with more or less suc
cess, according to his gifts and idiosyn
cracies. Still, the care of the puff is a
ticklish operation, and therefore he does
not allow it to be endangered by the pres
ence of second causes in the bed with
him. All the German beds are single as
well as singular. But there is much to
respect in a German bed when you come to
know it better. The puff is of no use to an
American, who generally sleeps upon his
side and turns over frequently during the
night. To sleep upon oue’s side in a Ger
man bed without first reforming it is impos
sible—the spinal joints do not permit it.
But after taking out the wedge-shaped
bolster and a large pillow or two, we find
a mattress of soft material, based upon a
covered spring mattress ot approved con
geniality. Then if one is not too short he
can lie at ease, and by the aid of warm
weather or an extra blanket or two, at a
practical temperature. But all the com
mon beds are too short for an average
American to stretch himself upon. I
thought seriously of practicing up the
puff technic, but later gave it over as
suitable only to receptive minds of ten
derer years.
Bursting a Coon Corner.
W,iU Street St ict .
“One thing I’ve got agin Wisconsin,”
said the old man as he bit off a hunk of
navy, "is the meanness of Its country
merchants.”
"In wnat respect?”
“Well, last winter was a mighty good
winter for coon. Seemed as if every coon
in Michigan, Illinois and lowa had come
to Wisconsin on a visit. Me’n my pardhad
6ix coon dogs and fifty traps, and the way
we laid ’em out was terrific. Fact was, we
piled up the pelts till we had a corner on
the market.”
“1 see.”
“Just as wo got so that we could spit on
tie stave in every country store, the can
tankerous buyers of hides and pelts
lormed a ring to bust our corner. What
do you th*nk they did?”
“Can’t say.”
“Hanged if they didn't diskiver a way
to tan shunk skins and put five rings on
every tail, and as there were ten skunks
to one coon, we had to sell out lor store
pay and git out the State on foot.”
THE SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1884.
BORING FOR TRE ASURE.
Twenty-nine Tears of Misguided Per
sistency in Quest of a Fortune.
In the year of 1851, Hiram Marble, of
Lynn, Mass., under the guidance of spir
its, he said, began to exeavate in a granite
hill, about three miles from there. This
elevation, which looks over the surround
ing country, the Lynn harbor, and the sea
beyond, is well known as Dungeon rock,
says a correspondent of the New York
Sun. It is a wild, secluded spot, strewn
with immense bowlders, covered with a
growth of scraggy oak ar.d towering pine,
and carpeted with a thick bed of moss—a
primeval torest on the very outskirts of
a large city, and a6 unbroken, with
the exception of one or two carriage
roads which had been cut through
it, as in the infancy of the Third Planta
tion, when the little settlement of Saugus,
lat:r “Lin,” was all that represented the
flourishing Shoe City. Mr. Marble bought
Dungeon rock and about 14 acres around
it for a small sum from the city. He then
built a rude but among the shattered rock
and rank undergrowth, part way down
the hill, and began to drill into the solid
mass of granite, of which the elevation is
composed, in search of a cave, wherein
tradition said was buried a large amount
of treasure by pirate robbers iu the days
of Capt. Kidd. In 1854, Mr. Marble’s son,
a vouth of 19, joined him in the work. Ten
ye'ars later, in 1864. the father died, and
the son scraped together enough
earth on the hillside to cover the body,
and then continued the work alone, until,
four vears ago, he joined the spirit of his
lather, which he always asserted had
urged him on in the work. These two
men have left behind them, as the result
of twenty-nine years’ hard labor for the
son and thirteen for the lather, simply a
hole in a peculiarly close and hard gran
u> rock, and which is 176 feet in depth,
and about 8 in diameter. This tunnel
was drilled by the two men entirely by
hand, and the pieces ot rock, as they
were chipped off, were carried out in
baskets and deposited at the entrance.
Here to-day a great heap of broken stone,
containing many hundreds of tons, re
mains as a monument of the strange life
work of Mr. Marble and his son.
From the mouth of one of the oldest in
habitants in this part of the country the
writer was told the traditions which first
drew the attention of Mr. Marble to this
romantic locality.
In the vear 1658, according to the most
trusted accounts, there was a severe
earthquake shock in New England, and
it is on this fact that the traditional his
torv of Dungeon rock rests. In a journal
kept by Obadiah Turner, one of the first
settlers of “Lin,” and which is still pre
served, he says:
“1658, December the 14. This year there
has been a great and terrible earthquake;
such a one as was never before known
hereabouts. The house shook and dishes
did fall from the shelves. Some being out
did feel the srround rock. The sea roared
with a dismal roaring as if a mighty
storm was coming on. And some being
near the shore said that the tide was
turned before the time. Some chimnies
were shook down, but not much mischief
done of which 1 have heard. But the
most mightie work done by the earth
quake hereabouts was the splitting
of a great rock in the woods. It hath by
some"been called Dungeon rooke, because
there appeared to be beneath the same a
dungeon cave. And it hath been said
that Thomas Veal, a crooked, grizzley,
and ill-looking shoemaker, did live in the
cave and do his shoemaking there. On
the splitting of the rock by the earth
quake, as some think, the old man was
shut up alive ia the cave; and no great
loss to the world as they will have it, he
not being well thought of. Some say he
was only a pirate rubber and did bury
treasure.”
Some years previous to this disturbance
by nature the few settlers of Saugus saw,
one evening, a ship sail into the harbor
and up the Saugus river a short distance.
A boat was then lowered, and, just before
dark, four men rowed to the shore and
disappeared in the woods. The next morn
ing the vessel was gone aud the settlers
were left to conjecture, as best they could,
her mission. In about a year, however,
the stranger again sailed up the liarlxn
and cast anchor iu the river, as sbe had
done before. But this time the movements
of her crew were closely watched. After
dark a heavy chest was lauded trom the
ship and carried into the woods, but one
of the settlers venturing too near to the
party which had landed was seen, and the
strangers immediately attacked him, so
that he and his companions hail to run for
their lives. The strange crew was not
molested again that night. The next
morning boat and crew were gone. It
was now declared that the visitor was a
pirate, and search was made for the loca
tion ot the supposed treasure. It was not
f 'tind, but iu a deep ravine, not far from
the river, a place shut in by high cliffs and
steep rocks, aud closely shrouded by a
growth of thick underbrush, tall pines
and hemlocks, four men were discovered
to have taken up their abode. They had
built a rough hut of branches and logs,
and had dug a shallow well, the appear
ances of tvhich are still visible. A British
cruiser appeared off the coast about this
time, and the officers were informed of
what had occurred. A party was
immediately organized, the ra
vine surrounded, and three of the
men captured and taken to England,
where they were probably executed as
pirates. The fourth, named Thomas Veal,
escaped. This man afterward took up his
abode in the cave under Dungeon rock
and commenced to make shoes when he
found he was not further molested. He
exchanged his shoes and at times pieces
of Spanish money with the settlers for
provisions. After the earthquake shock
of 1658 the man was never seen, aud an
immense overhanging portion of Dungeon
rock was found to have been dislodged
and to have fallen right over the entrance
to the cave. This mass of rock, a good
many feet in thickness, lcoks as if almost
recently it had been broken off from the
main mass and had tallen down where it
now lies. So much for the tradition.
Both of the men who dug into the rock
were Spiriualists, and the eider Mr.
Marble professed to be guided by the
spirit of Thomas Veal, who told him that
he had buried a large treasure in the
cave. When he died, the son claimed to
be guided and urged on by the spirit of
his father. Both men are now dead, and
the long-sought-for treasure, it it is there,
still lies buried with the bones of the
pirate robber in the rocky bowels of the
granite hill. The father, in 1851, was
worth a comfortable amount of property,
but he and his son spent it all in the
twenty-nine years that they worked under
directions from another world, as they
always elaia'ed, and they even left the
property itself mortgaged for more than it
was worth. Those who best knew Mr.
Marble and his son say that they were
both unusually smart and intelligent men,
except in this one particular, and what
possessed them in this is beyond human
understanding.
ELECTRICITY FOR LION-TAMERS
How It Is Made to Subdue the King of
Beasts.
The latest application of electricity,
says the Pall Stall Gazette , is an inven
tion made in the interests of lion-tamers,
which consists of an apparatus of great
power, shaped like a stick, about 3% feet
in length. Mr. liauspach, the inventor,
is a lion-tamer himself, who has been “a
good deal worried” during a long and suc
cessful professional career. He has
already experimented with it upon the
denizens of the cages in his menagerie,
and relates the different effects upon the
brutes. Three ot his lions receiving the
shock immediately showed signs of the
greatest terror. They were seized with
trembling and growled fitfully. The tiger
was more quickly subdued, became stupe
fied, and crouched in a corner of the cage.
Bruin was more refractory to electricity,
which seemed scarcely to afiect him.
He wou'd growl and show his teeth, and
was subdued after repeated discharges.
Tie most astonishing effects, however,
were perceptible in the hoar constrictor.
On receiving the discharge, the specimen
fron Cayenne, nearly twenty feet in
length, became at once paralyzed and re
mained motionless for six hours after
wards. When he recovered he showed
signs of numbness for three whole days.
Finally, the elephant on being electrified
by a touch of the stick upon the tip of
his trunk, set up a series of wild cries,
and became so strange that the tamer
feared the brute would break its heavy
iron chain. M. Rauspach is said to intend
addressing a paper upon the exi>eriments
to the Academy of Sciences. His discov
ery in time will be applied to human
beings, and a flash of electricity will be
prescribed as a certain cure for a bad
temper. What would we not give to si
lence some people for six whole days t
HORsFOBD'S ACID PHOSPHATE.
For Overworked Professional Men.
Dr. Chas. T. Mitchell, Canandaigua,
N. Y., says: “I think it a grand restorer
of brain force or nervous energy.”
A COLORADO MUNCHAUSEN.
How is Rich Mine Wss Discovered—
Thrown Over a Precipice, Landing in a
Cavern.
A long line of heavily-ladened burros,
followed by two horsemen, says the Den
ver JVetcs, were climbing a steep trail in
the San Juan Mountains. Wm. and
Frank Smith, the drivers and owners of
the train, were brothers. William, the
elder, although yet a young man, had been
in the country long enough to be consider
ed a pioneer. Frank, the younger, had
only arrived Irom the East about two
months betore. He was a graduate of
Yale College, also of an Eastern law
school, and had come to Colorado with
some idea of engaging in the practice of
law. Finding, however, upon his arrival
at the little town, which was the county
seat, that the field was more than covered
already, and that the lawyers who had
preceded him had little or no business, he
accepted his brother’s invitation to join
in his venture and become a “burro
puncher.”
Although his handsome and still boyish
face was considerably bronzed by expo
sure to the sun and rain, yet there was in
it the signs of unusual intelligence and of
a disposition that was always happy. In
deed, this was manifested by the cheerful
songs with which he continually enliven
ed tne somewhat monotonous and tedious
trip. On the morning in question the
train had reached the most dangerous por
tion of the trail, where it wound around
the very edge of a canyon whose jagged
and precipitous sides and rocky bottom
threatened instant death to the luckless
traveler who would make one misstep.
Familiarity with the trail and its dan
gers had made the young man somewhat
careless, aud it so happened that just as
he was caroling a &parkliug air from
Pinafore, and while the echoes of his
musical voice were still ringing through
the canyon, his usually sure-fotted horse
stepped upon a loose stone, and instantly
botn horse and rider were hurled over the
precipice.
The horrified brother saw the aeciden
from a point a short distance in advance,
just as he was about to turn the bluff. In
stantly ho ran to the edge, and on the
rocky "bed ot the canyon, where the little
mountain stream boiled and hissed with
the tiny white spray, he saw the mangled
body of the horse, lying a crushed and al
most shapeless mass. Making a detour,
with infinite difficulty he climbed down
the sides or the canyon and reached the
body of the horse, but, strange to say,
that of his brother was nowhere to be
seen. Loath to leave without having dis
covered his brother’s remains, he spent
the whole afternoon in the search, but
without having discovered a trace of the
body until the lengthening shadows
warned him to resume his journey to the
camp, still some miles distant. Reluc
tantly he resumed bis journey, and upon
reaching camp told his wonderful story to
the crowd of eager listeners, who soon
gathered around the principal cabin. The
next morning a party was organized, who
spent the whole day in an unavailing
search for the missing man.
The mystery deepened, and in the minds
of the 'superstitious miners savored
strongly of the supernatural. Toward the
close of the second day a group of men,
sitting at the door ot the largest cabin,
which did duty as a store and post office,
discussing young Smith’s strange disap
pearance, were suddenly startled by see
ing the figure of a man toiling painfully
up the steep trail aud over the frail
1 bridge that crosses the tor
rent which ran through the
centre of the little settlement. Upon
his approaching nearer, what was their
surprise to discover in him the missing
man, but so covered with bruises and so
haggard lookiug as to be hardly recogniza
ble. A crowd of willing hands assisted
him to the door of the store, and after his
wants were attended to, the chief one_ol
which was hunger, their intense curiosity
was gratified by his relation of the follow
ing marvelous story:
“It must have been several hours after
my tall before I regained consciousness,
and found myself lying on the floor of a
cavern, terribly bruised and hungry. The
walls on either side were steep anil high,
and upon groping around I found that the
cave extended into the mountain through
a perfect labyrinth of passes. Taking one
of them at random, I wandered for hours,
dragging my weary limbs slowly and
painfully over the rough ground. Final
ly, overcome by fatigue, 1 lay noon the
ground and slept 1 kuow not hov long.
Upon awakening, to my other pains was
added the keener one o’f hunger. 1 still
pushed on, however, knowing that to re
main would be death, yet without any
idea of a different fate snould l continue,
uncertain as I was that I was not getting
farther away from light and liberty. Sud
denly 1 saw a gleam of blessed sunlight
coming from I could not tell where, but
heightened and magnified by the object
upon which it was shining. This I found
upon examination was a mass of glitter
ing ore. Following the direction of the
thread of light, I saw far abovff me an
opening in the roof of my prison. With
terrible labor and after several falls I sue*
ceeded in reaching the top and made my
escape, emerging scarcely one-half a
mile from the camp.”
The next day the young man, having
considerably recovered from his injuries
and hunger, accompauied by several of
the miners, proceeded to the place with
rope and tools and found one of the most
enormous deposits of rich mineral ever
.'ound in the State, with natural shafts
aud tunnels, adding immensely to the
value of the find. “This,” said the nar
rator of the above sto*-y to the reporter,
“is the story of the discovery of one of
the greatest producing mines in the
State.”
A CRAZY CROWD.
Remarkable Pr v lence of Insanity in a
Wife Murderer’s Family.
In 1864 Lewis Beach, of this place, says
a Tonawanda (Pa,) special of Sept. 17,
n-.r,tried Miss Francis Sweeny, daughter
of Dr. D. H. Sweeny, without the knowl
edge and against the will of her father.
Beach had recently completed his studies
as a medical student, and although he
was coming into considerable favor as a
physician, he had formerly been noted tor
peculiarities of conduct and eccentrici
ties, which had led many people to regard
him in the light of a semi-lunatic. After
his marriage these peculiarities seemed
to disappear entirely and be usp9 subse
quently admitted to partnership in Dr.
Sweeny’s practice. After some years
trouble arose between him and his wife
and she left him. He went to another
part of the State, at last locating in Al
toona. He practiced his profession there
and, making the acquaintance of a Miss
Kuott, he married her.
It is not known whether she ever knew
of his former marriage, but the two lived
happily together in Altoona. On the
evening of April 7 last Dr. Beach en
tered the house of his brother-in-law, Levy
Knott, and coolly intormed him that he
had killed his wife. The Doctor’s house
was immediately visited. In one of the
rooms the woman’s dead body was lying
o i the floor. The head was nearly severed
from the body; the left arm was cut to
the bone in several places and both hands
were gashed badly as if the wounds had
been "received while the unfortunate
woman was struggling with her assassin.
Two surgeon’s knives and a small but
cher’s cleaver lay near the body covered
with blood. The struggle had evidently
begun in a sleeping apartment, for it was
splashed with blood, and bloody footprints
made by the murdered woman led from
that room to the apartment where her
body was found.
Dr. Beach could give no reason for hav
ing committed the frightful deed. He wa9
committed to jail. The trial was held last
week before Judge Dean. The defence was
the plea of insanity, and the testimony on
that point revealed a remarkable mental
condition existing in the prisoner’s family,
all branches of which are highly respect
able and belong in Bradford county.
L. L. Beach, the prisoner’s father, testi
fied that up to 1860 he always regarded
his 6on as insane, and that he noticed a
return of the malady in 1883. “My father,
Nehemia Beach, w’as insane,” said the
witness. “My oldest brother, Stephen,
was insane, and my second brother was
an idiot. My brother Charles is idiotic,
having scarcely any mind. My sister,
Ann Peckham, had a sou who died in an
insane asylum. My wife’s brother, Am
brose Grace, was insane.”
Dr. Beach’s first wife, with many oth
ers. swore to their belief in his insanity,
while a long list of witnesses testified that
they had never noticed anything about his
actions to indicate that he was other than
Xierfectly sane and responsible. The jury
found ave diet in a short time of murder
in the first degree. The prisoner was ap
parently unprepared for such a result, as
he turned deathly pale and nearly fainted.
A motion for anew trial will tie argued
on Oct. 2.
There is a special silk for outline work
called etching silk, which looks well on
tea cloths, but linen table cloths are more
often embroidered in cross stitch, with
fast colored cotton or silk twist.
ELKINS IN A CHICKEN ROOST.
Will SomeOne Please Torn a Chicken
Loose in This Campaign ?
“Among the multitude of campaign
stories I have wondered the one about
Steve Elkins having once been indicted
for stealing chickens had not found its
way into print,” remarked a Kansas City
lawyer at the Grand Pacific yesterday,
says the Chicago Herald. “Now, if I tell
the story it is on condition that my name
is not mentioned, as I might be wanting a
post office under the Blaine administra
tion. Well, then, Elkins and I were col
lege chums at the Missouri State Uni
versity. One night, just before we
graduated, and when our studies were
pretty well completed, a partv of us, un
der the leadership of Steve Elkins, and
composed among others ol ex-Congress
man John T. Heard and Judge Jere Crav
ens, of Missouri, started on a fishing ex
cursion on a little stream near Columbia.
After spending hours we failed to catch
any fish. We had cooking utensils along,
an,! were greatly disappointed in not hav
ing a mess of trout. We did not propose
to return hungry. Near by was alarm
which was noted for its tine chickens.
The chicken roost was right at the house
of the farmer, who had the name of being
a dangerous man. All hesitated about
stealing the chickens, and it would not do
for the whole crowd to go. We cast lots
to see what two would make the attack on
the fowl. Elkins and John T. Heard
proved the victims. Reaching the roost,
each selected a tree to climb. Immediate
ly the dogs began to bark and the chick
ens to cackle, arousing the old farmer. It
appeared that the negroes in the neigh
borhood were in the habit of raiding the
chicken roosts, and the farmer was on the
alert. He had hardly appeared at his
door when he blazed away with both
barrels of a shotgun filled with line bird
shot. Elkins, who was a great, big, over
grown fellow, and very clumsy, in getting
down fell from the tree, knocking the
breath out of himself. He had hardly
reached the ground when he was cap
tured by a big dog, which held him fast
until his owner arrived. Poor Elkins, who
was badly bruised, was taken by the col
lar and locked up iu a smoke-house,
where he remained until morning. Heard
was more sensible, and kept his position
up the tree, and the night being dark was
not discovered. When the farmer had taken
charge of Elkins, Heard skipped out.
“In the morning Elkins was taken to
Columbia by the farmer. On the princi
pal street af the town he broke loose and
made his escape. The grand jury was in
session and an indictment was returned
against Elkins. Steve, when he broke
loose, never stopped until he got to Jeffer
son City, which is more than thirty miles
distant! When he heard of his indict
ment he was badly frightened, and was
alraid to return to’Columbia, believing he
might be put in jail. It was almost im
possible to get him to return to attend the
exercises of his graduating class. He had
an oration to deliver that he had taken
great pains in preparing. The day before
he was to deliver it the indictment was
nolle prossed, and he trained complete con
fidence in himself. Elkius prided himself
upon his oratorical powers and expected
to create a favorable impression upon his
audience. He started out iu fine style,
and gained applause. When he came to
the part with the spread-eagle business
one of the boys turmed a chicken loose in
the hall. Elkins did not exactly break
down, but the latter part of the speech
was a failure.”
THE RUSSIAN WINTER PALACE.
A Structure that was Erected by Feter
the Great.
We found that it was undergoing re
pairs, says a correspondent of the Hartford
Times, but went through 120
of the 4,000 apartments. The
palace was built by Peter
the Great, but each succeeding monarch
has made his own additions. The State
apartments are enormous and very mag
nificent. The design seems to have been
to make them light as possible, and rock
crystal, in candelabra and vases, adds to
this effect. The present Emperor occupies
the palace only for a few days at a time,
and his private apartments are unosten
tatious. Altogether, the mo3t elegant are
those belonging to the Duchess of Edin
burgh. These beautiful rooms, furnished
with exquisite taste, and ready at any
time for occupation, open on one side into
a summer garden filled with tropical
plants, while on the other side the outlook
is into the broad open space into the cen
tre of the city. Here one can in winter sit
inside the great double windows, a perfect
protection from the cold, and view with
satisfaction the broad expause of snow,
the multitude of vehicles, and the life and
gavety without.
Among the apartments occupied by
Alexander 11. we were interested to see
the dining-room where tbe attempt was
made to take his life. By a happy deten
tion he reached the door just as tlie dyna
mite placed in the cellar tore to pieces the
floor under the table and the wall on one
side of the room. Another apartment of
historic interest is the bed-chamber where
the late Empress died, and where she was
kept alive for some time by medicated
air, which was introduced into the room
by means of pipes. After it had been
proved that she lived only to suffer, the
supply of air thus prepared was cut off,
and she died within half an hour.
We saw on the walls ot this place the
original painting of “The Chocolate
Girl,” a lovely water-color, aod learned
that she was waiting-maid to the wife of
Nicholas, the grandmother to the present
Emperor, and that she is still living in the
palace; she is now 90 years of age, and is
regarded with interest as a relic of the
olden time.
The apartments of the Emperor
Nicholas are touching in their simplicity.
The furniture is mahogany, covered with
leather, and the appointments are such as
might belong to any private gentleman.
They are alb including a comb“ very bad
ly broken, guarded with scrupulous care.
The bed on which he died is a narrow cot;
and a portrait which was taken, with his
eyes closed, as he lay In bed after death,
is placed on the pillow. Some may recall
the engraving of the grand, beautiful
face, which was exhibited in Hartford at
the time of his death, at the store of Mr.
Charles Ilosmer, and many among us re
member the Emperor as one who loved
our Governor Seymour. His proud spirit
could not brook the mortification ot his
defeat in the Crimean war, and he forced
his physician to administer poison to him
in such a way that he would appear to
have died of paralysis. The poor man was
obliged to obey or lose his life, which,
however, did him little good, for in the
course of a few days he was assassinated
in Germany,whither he had fled for safety.
A Floating Gambling Hell.
Galignani't Htsstnjer.
The brightest period in the life of M.
Dupressoir, the roulette king, whose
death has just been recorded, came to an
end in 1872, when gaming was suppressed
in Germany. After founding the Inter
national Club, which came to grief, and
vainly endeavoring to start a Kursaal in
the Andorran Republic, M. Dupressoir
hit upon the idea of installing a roulette
table on board of a large and splendidly
appointed yacht to be built for the express
purpose. 'The scheme was to “do” all
the ports in the Mediterranean where the
authorities might not be too severe on
gaming. After this a trip was to be made
to India, China, Japan, Australia and
North and South America.
The ports on which he
pinned his faith of reaping the richest
harvests were Constantinople, Shanghai.
Canton, Yokohama, Brazil, Chili and
California. “I may even hire out my
yacht to some great gamblers,” he said to
a friend, “and they will do the round of
the world while my gains are accumulat
ing. Some of them will get ruined in
America, win back all in the Mediterra
nean, to lose it again in the Indian ocean.
It will be glorious!” The best of the
story is that ne had succeeded in recruit
ing some four or five eager gamblers like
himself, who subscribed 300,000 francs
towards the yacht in question. At least
1,000,000 trancs was required to start the
floating gaming rooms, and the balance of
the money not being forthcoming, the
scheme fell to the ground. M. Dupres
soir never got over this blow to his most
cherished the yacht,
which he had in anticipation,
“Fortune.”
A War Worn Veteran Surprised.
Another holder of a part of ticket 15,365,
drawing $75,000, Aug. 12, in the Louisi
ana State Lottery, collected his money
yesterday. Mr. Louis Seymour presented
his ticket, drew his check and was per
fectly cool and pleasant. He is a native
of Memphis, was at the battle of Shiloh
under Gen. Beauregard. His health, im
paired in the army, was much worse and
became here to benefit himself, and ho
has worked on the World's Fair buildings
in New Orleans. He has stuck to it stea
dily for nearly five months. He believed I
In luck, and never failed to purchase a
ticket in the Louisiana State Lottery
yew Orleans Picayune, Aug, 16,1884. I
ALBERT EDWARD’S PALS.
Some of the Prince of Wale*' Favorit-e*
a* Seen at the Goodwood Race*.
London Letter.
It is a curious thing to note the sort of
people that Albert Edward delights to
surround himself with, and who, despite
the high-minded speeches he may make in
public when laying a foundation stone or
declaring 6ome hospital open, but too
plainly show in what direction his real
and individual tastes lie. I fancy that in
no other place or at no other time is a bet
ter exemplification of this to be found
than in the guest list at Greenwood Park
during the race week. It is indeed
surprising, when one considers the
position of the Duke of Richmond,
who is the third peer of the kingdom,
that he should lend himself to such a
course merely to please fhis future King.
It is in fact all the more surprising still
when it is remembered that the Duke is
one of the foremost Peers in the House .of
Lords, and a man who for political abil
ity and statesmanlike quality takes
rank second only to the Marquis ol Salis
bury and Lord Cairns. During the race
week is about the only time that Good
wood Park has the honor of a stay of any
length from his grace or his family, his
estate in Scotland being now his favorite
country residence, and, instead of extend
ing his hospitality to men whom one
would think would* be more congenial to
him and his generally exhibited taste, he
fills his house with national and political
nonentities—men, who, If racing and ac
tresses were abolished by act of Parlia
ment, would never be known except as
possessors of titles on which they reflect
no honor.
Take the young Duke of Portland, for
instance. What on earth does he amount
to, or ot what earthly use is he to the
country of which he is a born legislator!
He is a young man of about 27, who five
years ago was elevated from the position
ot plain Mr. Cavendish-Bentinck, a subal
tern in the Grenadier Guards, to that of the
eighteenth Peer of the 500-odd of the king
dom, with a ducal coronet, hundreds of
thousands of pounds a year, and several
splendid residences, both town and coun
try. Like all other shallow young men
who “come Into money” of a sudden, he
straightway went on the turf. Before
then a comparatively obscure personage,
albeit the known heir of his uncle, the late
Duke, who was supposed to be a leper,
he at once leaped into prominence
and notoriety as anew member of the
Prince of W"ales’ “set.” I don’t mean to
say that the young man is fast, at least
not in the way that the Earl of Shrews
bury and the Marquis of Huntley are fast,
but he certainly keeps fast company. He
poses as a goody-goodv youth, and is
highly spoken of by all old ladies. I
rather fancy that he has as good a time as
the others on the quiet, and, lacking the
honesty to show it, prefers to pass for a
prig. At all events, whatever his means
may be, and his accidental title, he is no
person to shove over the heads of men
who do something besides breed race
borses, and whose achievements are more
beneficial to their country than the win
ning of the Goodwood cup, a victory this
year gained by the Duke of Portland’s
horse St. Simon.
Then Sir John Astley is another of the
favored couple of dozen who mingle with
royalty on this occasion. Sir John Astley
is an authority on horse racing. If any
body can inform me what other qualifica
tion he possesses for association with
swells I should be pleased to hear it.
Mr. W. G. Craven is another regulation
pal. Though he does not possess a title
himsell, he is the nephew of the Earl of
Craven, and aside from his horsey ac
complishments he is the complaisant hus
band of Lady Mary Craven, a certain
rapid daughter of the last Earl of Hard
wicke, a lady who, though some years
his senior, had her name considera
bly “involved” with that of the
Prince when ho was quite young.
A husband who looks over such
trifles, you know, isn’t half a
bad fellow in Albert Edward’s estimation.
What other recommendations for mixing
on equal terms with the best in the land
Mr. Craven possesses I know not, except
that he is an extremely handsome man,
an excessively immoral liver, and the
father of one of the greatest young black
guards in England, a youth who the other
day deserted one of the most bewitching
“pocket Venuses”—as was his young
wife—for the unchaste wife of another
man, with whom he eloped to parts un
known.
There are many others, but these will
suffice. I defy anyone to take the entile
list of guests at Goodwood and point me
out one who, apart from his mere title or
peculiar attractiveness to the princely in
stinct, would be or could be fairly consid
ered a proper person to exalt in the eyes
ol the people at large by making him the
champion of the future sovereign.
The silk braid-work, which was so ex
tensively used upon last season’s street
costumes, will remain a favorite garni
ture for autumn suits.
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Imported Pianos.
Bridgeport & Peloubet Organs.
Pianos tuned, repaired and moved. Lowest
rates.
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Budweiser Beer,
Anheuser Beer,
Fresh Shipments Arriving Every Week
From the famous Anheuser-Busch Brewing
Association, St. Louis.
THE flattering reception with which these
two pure ana wholesome products of the
most celebrated brewery in America have
met with in all countries proves that genuine
merit will always command heartv support.
Orders for these beers in any quantity will
be promptly filled. Respectfullv.
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113 Bay street.
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Utter DeirallMilMlK
To Be Witnessed Throughout Our Estab
lishment.
CHEAPNESS ABOUNDS!
During the past two weeks we have purchased many very cheap lots and offer theia
accordingly. Them nof the few will give a good idea of the cheapness <rt th3
many:
40-inch Towels, worth 12% cents at 5 cents.
6 cent Calicoes at3cent9.
8 cent Calicoes at cents.
6-4 wide Pure Linen Damask • at 17 cents.
Pure Linen Ladies’ Handkerchiefs at 5 cents.
Victoria Lawns . at 4>4 cents.
Figured Lawns, considered cheap at 8 and 8 cents at 4 cents.
Best 15 cents quality Figured Lawns at 0 cents.
Yard wide Heavy Sheeting, worth 8 cents at cents.
Two yards wide Lest quality Sheeting at 17 cents.
Dress Ginghams, worth 15 cents at ® cents.
Seersuckers, worth 15 cents a & 9 cents.
Jersevs at sl, reduced from $2; at $1 50, reduced from $3. . .
Palmetto Fans, each perfect, at le., 25c. Fans reduced to ICc., .-yC. Fans reduced
to 25c., ?1 Fans reduced to ,5Cc.; $2 Fans reduced to $1; 53 Fans reduced to ?ic J.
We also offer those handsome Point Lace Fans formerly belonging to U. U. -louston
f whose stock we have purchased) at $lO. They cost him $25 apiece, ana ms pno®
tor them has l-een S4O.
We have a large lot of Mr. Houston’s stock of Silk, \elvet, steel auu - ancy
Buckles, Ribbons and Fancy Goods, which we offer at very low prices.
Ws stil Icoutinus to soil 25 asserted skeins o Embroidery Silk Flcss .o itc. > t
nave constantly over 150 shades in our stock. ~ nAAi ,„
All of oar Parasols, Summer Dress Goods, Laces, Curtain Laces, Household ooous
and Cassimeres will be positively slaughtered.
BOYS’ SUITS.
What vre hare left of than meat go n **f priee, to make room for oar mew
BLANKETS! BLANKETS!
With the greatest confidence ws dc assure ail of the cheapness of our Blankets
and ol the advantage accruing to present purchases at to-day’s prices against prices
that will prevail a month hence.
A Great Saving is Now a Fact.
We offer Blankets par pair at 60c., worth $1; at 75c , worth $125; at $125, wortu
12 50, aud eo on.
Gents’ Summer Underwear
Our 25c. Undershirt at 15c.; our 50c. Undershirt at 33c.; our 75c. Undershirt at 50c.
our $1 Undershirt at 65c.
11 WEBB I EO.
(fmbroiDrrifo, CJtr,
FIRS : BOOM OF THE SEASON
PLATSIIEK’S,
130 UROUCHTON STREET.
A MAGNIFICENT OFFER OF
10,000 yards. EMBROIDERY. 10,000 yards
I EMBRACING remnants, half and full pieces, Cambric, Nainsook and Swiss Edgings at and
L Insertions. A chance purchase of our New York buyer at such marvelous LOW FJ'4-
URES that enables us to put them on sale at
PRICES THAT WILL ASTONISH TOT/!
HERE ASS A FEW QUOTATIONS;
CAMBRIC EDGINGS! t£c., 4c.,8 c.,7 c., Bc., Cos., 31c., 13c., 16c.. JSc , -pvtu’i.
NAINSOOK EDGINGS
SWISS EDGINGS. LARGE JOB LOT REMNANTS VERY CHEAP.
REMEMBER, WHAT WE SAY IS BONA FID 4!
And to those who wish t* save money it is to their own interest* to look at th? se bargains,
whether you need them at present or not. They are so cheap that it werjd ee wise to pur
chase and lay aside for future purposes.
Jratticr, tfruttho, <Eii.
Rubber, Leather and Gandy Belting,
1 GUM, HEMP and USUDURIAN PACKING. GIN ROLLER STRIPS and BRISTLES. RAW
HIDE and OIL LACING,
SADDLES, HARNESS and COLLARS,
Bridles, Haines, Trace Chains,
Trunks, Bags and Satchels
IN ALL QUALITIES AND STYLES.
E. L. NEIDLINGER, SON & CO.,
156 ST. JULIAN & 153 BRYAN STS., SAVANNAH, CA.
HARNESS AND TRUNKS REPAIRED WITH NEATNESS AND DISPATCH.
(rurprutiur *tUlo.
THE TICKKT FOR 1884.
THE SEAMLESS TURPENTINE STILL,
YY n o 1 ?,^.?L ATFOR .? 1 DECLARED AGAINST LEAKS, which will cause A LARGE IN
* f CKEASII, over all other make*, of both Spirits and Rosin to the operator. The cause
of the great increase in Naval Stores last year may not be from over-production of the Crude
Turpentine, hut from the great saving from leaks by the general use of
McMillan Bros/ Seamless Turpentine Still!
We hare THIRTY-FIVE NEW and SECOND-HAND STILLS, from Twelve to Thirtw’Bar
rels capacity, together with a large assortment of EXTRA WORMS. CAPS, ARMS. BATRA
STIJA. BOTTOMS, GRATE BARS, DOORS, GLUE KETTLES and all kinds of STILL TRIM
. * F Aißs through the country a specialty. As now is the time to place vour orders
for STILLS, call on or address * McMILLAX fiROS.,
SAVANNAH, GA., or FAYETTEVILLE. N. C.
garriagro, Sarttcoo, etc.
SALOMON COHEN^S
CARRIAGE AND WAGON REPOSITORY,
CORNER BAY AND MONTGOMERY STREETS,
Where can be found a large and weU selected stock of CARRIAGES and BUGGIES, which
will be sold at reduced prices. Also will call the attention ol
NAVAL STORES MANUFACTURERS
TO two car-loads of WAGONS just received, all of the beet manufacturers an: modern
improvements. I am determined to sell, and only ask parties in need of Vehicles to
call and examine my stock and prices.
Also, a full line of DOUBLE gad SIJiGLE HARNESS.
FLY TRAPS.