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die Cinunnmili Cvibunc. Published by the Tbibunb Publishing Co 1 J. H. DEVEAUK, Manaobb. ' I B. W. WHITE, Solioitob. j VOL. 11. XEWLY fitted up. laboring” MEN’S HOME Restaurant & Lodging, Wm. B. Brown, Proprietor, 182 Bryan St., SAVANNAH, GA. Meals at all hours. Choicest brands of rines, liquors and cigars always on hand. BE\NETT’S HOMAN HAIR EMPORIUM. Ladies’ and Gents’ wigs made to order. Also Fronts, Toupees, Waves, Curls, Frizzes and Hair Jewelry. We root and make up ladies’ own combings in any desirable style. We have character Wigs and Beards of all kinds to rent for Mas querades and entertainments. Ladies and children Hair cutting and shampooning. Also, hair dressing at your residence if required. We cut and trim bangs in all of the latest styles. Cash 'paid for cut hair and combings of all kinds. All goods willingly exchanged if not satisfactory. Kid Gloves Cleaned. R. M. BENNETT, No. 56 Whitaker St. Savannah, Ga. FRANK UN F. JONEB, AT STALL NO. 31, IN THE MARKET, Announces to his friends and the public that he keeps on hand a fresh supply of the best Beef, Veal and Mutton, also all kinds'of game when in season, and will be glad to wait on his customers as usual with politeness and promptness. His prices are reasonable and satisfaction is guaranteed. Goods delivered if desired. DON'T FORGET. STALL NO. 31. CREEN GROCERY. o HENRY FIELDS THE OLD RELIABLE GRE ENG ROCER WOULD inform his friends and the public that he still holds the fort t his old stand corner South Broad and East Boundry streets, where he keeps on hand constantly, a full supply of fresn Beef, Veal, Mutton, Pork, Fish, Poultry, Eggs, Game and all kinds of Vegetables. Prices reasonable—to suit the times. Goods delivered if desired. Washington’s Cat Ductor. There is a cat doctor who runs a drug store in Washington who, it is said is doing the most thriving practice of any alleviator of the ills of the feline and canine races of any man in his profession in the whole country. This physician has the highest class of callers of any professional man in the city, as only the most aristocratic can afford to have an expert wait upon their pets. At times as many as three or four carriages owned . ■ by the most, refined and wealthy people • at the national capital, are drawn up in front of the drug store and office, and his business is so large that customers with their patients have to wait their turns, like men in barber shops. It is seldom that a man enters the drug store or office for the purpose of receiving a professional call from the doctor. They are almost invariably women. I’he doctor was philosophizing yester day to some gentlemen on the general ails of cats and dogs, during which he j stated that more trouble came from a lack of fresh air and exercise than any- | thing else He especially depreciated the fact that these household pets were guarded so closely in the house, and | were not allowed to romp around like ! children.- “I could name," he said, ‘-families in j this citv that, guard as closely their cats and dogs as they do their children. Large numbers of them have cribs and cradles and lounges made for their pets, and cushioned in the most comfortable , manner possible. At one place I visited | recently I found a fine old Maltese reclining on a pillow of down. When , I asked for it for the purpose of making an examination the lady of the house lifted it as carefully as if it was a tiny babe. She had delicate spoons and forceps and a doche to inject medicine into the poor thing s ears. 1 here was a swab of bilk and cotton to cleanse its throat, as-it had had something like diptheria, and when 1 spoke of a severe medicine as the only hope for recovery she threw up her hands in that same horror mothers do when extreme measures are to be reserted to to save their children.” Joseph Messenger, of Altoona, Pa., found a nest of six young rats in a bar r <d. lie put his cat in the barrel that she might slaughter them, but she thep, and there adopted the ratlings, and en deavored to carry them away in her ■ mouth aa she would her own kittens. An Imperious Favorite. I The themes may struggle which we daily choose, With some fine motive, over cloudsand all; j But each its element of charm will lose 1 If on the ear one word should fail to fall,— ’Tis Love! i The poet wins us by his breezy call To verses gathered into graceful sheaves; But if he fail of loving, there’s no thrall To keep us long—eich hasting reader leaves, For Love! | We mingle with our neighbors every day, And talk of ail the world, yet round again ! We veer anon to tread the same old way I Leading to thoughts of the entrancing pain— , Dear Love! —[Rose H. Lathrop. THE LOCK BRACELET. 1 _____ “This, then, is to seal our engage ment?” she said, adjusting the bracelet upon her snovA wrist. “Yes," 1 re sponded; “henceforth our lives are linked,” and I turned and kissed her. I had purchased it that morning, partly from my own admiration of the design, but chiefly to gratify Bessie’s fondness for rubies. It was, indeed, a i novelty, consisting of several coils of I gold, which fastened with a lock literally composed of rubies, and that scintillated in the twilight like sparks of burning fire. Ah, how vividly the rcmemberance of that summer evening comes back to me! . The low wind sweeping up fitfully from ■ the river, the hum of the locust and the ! rustle of the maple leaves, all played an ’ accompaniment to my heart’s love-song, as I acknowledged Bessie Mayfield as my bethrothed bride. Her real name was Bessie Mason, but bearing a striking re semblance to my sister, and having been left an orphan at an early age, she was taken into our home and hearts, and had ever since worn our name. We had been sweethearts from our cradles. Our honfes bordered one upon the other, and it is not singular that, the interlacing of our hearts should strength en with our years. I stood there in the shadows of the trees, watching her ascend the long stairway, and wondering if I was worthy !of her. She had one of those gentle, shrinking natures that stveetens and softens every home, I used to call her my little rivulet, and to-day, as I look back upon the play-ground of the past, I find it green and fresh from her influ ence. **:!:*♦ * Lilian Lawrence was coming on the midnight train to spend the vacation at Richmond, so I ordered the carriage driver to cal! at 11.50 p. m., went im mediately to my office, and sat down to read. g Fancy came to me on fairy wings, and beguiled the tedious h urs. Vision af ter vision came before me in a kind of panoramic display, and B.ssie’s sweet face smiled from the canvas of each pic ture. Now she promenaded the veranda with my sister Grace and confessed the secret of her heart—her love for me. Now she displayed the engagement .bracelet, disclosing the charm of its lock. Flash after flash of the rubies penetrated my drowsy mind, until I saw the headlight of the engine and heard the shrill whistle announce the arrival of Miss Lawrence. The moment I saw her I feared her. She was beautiful, tall and graceful, her movements willowy, and her eyes soft and slumberous, that alternated shades ,of brown and black. I felt their power and tried to avert my gaze, but I could not. My heart served as a focus that : concentrated the mellow beams of her eyes. “Let me relieve you of your parcels,” I said, trying to shake off the weight that burdened me, and at the same time 1 assisting her into the carriage. “You were expecting me then, to i night?” she said. “I feared my tele : gram would not reach you. Has Arthur Hastings arrived ? He was to have met me at Bellwood, but as he did not, I supposed he was awaiting me here.” “He has not,” I replied, trying to make myself engaging, but scarcely hear ing her words for the melody of her SAVANNAH, GA.. SATURDAY, APRIL •>. 1881. voice, which seemed almost like a Caress. “He has already declared himself a rival of yours, having fallen in love with the picture 1 have of Bess,” sho con tinued, talking in a most familiar strain, and seeming amused, I fancied, at my embarrassment. The carriage drove up just then to the steps of the veranda, and the girls be ing there to receive her, I made my bow and drove rapidly down town to my office. Arthur Hastings came three days af terwards, dressed in his summer broad cloth, and supporting a gold-headed cane. A more offensive fop had never entered the town, and I hated him as much as I adored Miss Lawrence. * * + * * The next few weeks were interspersed with boating, fishing and driving; 1 of or o r* i course, escorting Miss Lawrence, and Hastings playing the devoted to Grace. I had scarcely spoken to Bessie since the night of our engagement , yet I knew she was true to her vow, although J had wavered. Each morning found tie at Miss Law rence’s side, each twilight at her feet. Treacherous as I believed her eyes, they tortured me, and left a scar upon my memory and upon my heart. Bessie, must have foreseen the disaster that threatened me, for she sought ray society at every available opportunity. In the blindness of my love for another I evaded and neglected her. One day we had arranged to have a picnic in the woodland that lay across the river. I arose early, preparatory to* completing the plans for the day, and walked out upon the lawn, which was dewy and refreshing. Some one came up softly to my side. It was Bessie, prettily dressed in a robe of light blue muslin, and a cluster of pink roses lay upon her bosom as if listening to the beating of her heart. That picture! Can I ever forgetit? No. Time may lessen my vision and darken the sunlight of my life, yet that face has looked, and will ever look sadly upon me from the chamber of my soul. “Are you going to Denham’s Woods to-day with-Lilian?” she timidly in quired, her voice trembling and a blush making crimson her cheek. “Yes,” I replied and turned away from her, looking in the direction of the grounds. She crept away like a wounded fawn, and 1 saw her no more. The day passed away pleasantly. No cloud prophesied the tragedy the twi light would disclose. Late in the after noon Miss Lawrence and I climbed to a grassy knoll overlooking the river, and watched the sun go down, which tinted the glassy surface of the river with ail the glory of an autumn forest. My soul reveled in the poetry of the scene, and I was drifting away from her, when sud. denly she turned her eyes upon me, and in the tenderest voice said: “Such a disappointment your sister could not attend to-day. H r presence, however, is not missed by one," and .she pointei to a skiff some distance off upon the river. “It is Arthur Hastings and Bessie; they have been upon the river the entire afternoon;” and her voice trembled just the slightest, as an aspen leaf will quiver when kissed by a zephyr. A party or friends came up then, and, excusing myself, I hurried off towards the river to make inquiries as to my sis ter’s absence. Nearer and nearer came the skiff. Too well I knew that figure in pale muslin, I the large flower-crowned bat, the pink roses, and—and—the lock bracelet. Al- | though her face was turned from me, ! every feeling that animated it was re- | fleeted in Arthur Ilasting’s countenance. ' He loved her, and as I heard him utter I the words, all the old boyish love came ; bounding back into my heart with a ; twofold intensity. Di 1 she care for ; him? Was she untrue? And driven to desperation at the mere thought, I drew my revolver and crouched behind a clump of reeds. They were close be side me now; I heard the skiff trail against the shore; and, with the ven geance of a tiger, I sprang up and fired once, twice! “Fred Mayfield, what have you done?” exclaimed Arthur, and lifted the lifeless 1 figure of—my sister from the skiff. “Oh, God!” I cried, and in the niton- , sity of my agony I swooned and fell— < not into the river, but upon the floor of ; my office. The shock aroused mo from j a horrible dream! 1 looked at my watch. In five min utes the driver came and I met Miss Lawrence in reality, whose summer staj proved a delightful event, and whose friendship ripened into such a state that she became Bessie’s bridesmaid before the close of the suiiiniex Do you wonder that I shuddered when Arthur locked a companion bracelet to Bessie’s upon my sister’s arm?—[Frank Leslie’s. Schools of White Whales. Schools of white whale—-beluga or grampus—-are the fust of the cetacean ; family that appear along the Alaskan shores when the ice begins to break up. Their gleaming white color is sensibly visible as they gracefully cleave the dark green watersofthe sea. Following the ice pack as it drifts to north and west, these grampus seem to be the lorcrunners of their gigantic lidhthcrs, the bow -head | whale ba’tena, in their passage to the ■ northern waters. In bunting these white whales the natives on Kotzebue soun I display great iftgenu.ty. A fleet of kiacks I spread into a semicircle inc oses the j school, gradually driving the affrighted fish into shallow water, until, being un able to escape by reason of grounding upon the beach, they fall easy victims to the spears or harpoons of their hunters. On the coast to the north of the sound the rifle again serves as a weapon to kill the beluga. The Mutes have a curious custom which is observed whenever the first white whale of the season is killed. ' After the carcass is brought on shore the : oldest male of the village or hunting party sits upon the beach, and, facing j the dead whale, intones a scries of iuvo- , cations to the deceased, imploring its j spirit not to return to the sea, and thereby warn other members of his fam ily against his captors. Small portions , of the lip and fins are cut off and buried i in the earth. Before this ceremony ( takes place no one is allowed to com- i mence stripping the blubber or working , upon the body. When a seal is brought j ashore it is laid upon its back and some, | fresh water is poured over its head, so j that the spirit will not go back to the j sea and warn off the other phocee. ; White whale blubber resembles lim burger cheese in taste, while the flesh, if of a calf, is tender and palatable. The fins, when boiled and covered with vinegar, are an excellent substitute for pigs’ feet.—[Saa Fraycisco Chronicle. How Eggs Are Utilized. Egg soap is made from the yolk of eggs by the Tartars of Eastern Russia. Album ui is made from the white of eggs, and egg oil from the yolk. E.ig | pomatum is also made. Egg oil is used j for oiling egg leather and wool in the '. wool mills. Egg albumen sills for about I 75c per lb in France, while blood albu- [ men is worth only 25c per lb. The > yolks of eggs are also preserved in the form of a powder, which is used in bakeries and confectioners. The yolk may also be preserved in glycerine and salicylic acid in the liquid shape, and is used in tanneries in this form. In Russia, over a million dozen are oo annually used for these manufacturing i purposes, their cost being from 5 to 10c per dozen. The Bee’s Sting. A Canadian naturalist has found out that the bee’s sting is not alone for giv ing stinging icprooi to those who med dle with or offend it, but it is used to cap the comb and infuse the formic acid which gives to the honey its keeping qualities. This formic acid not only Leips the honey to keep, but when in jected into a playful boy helps him to keep —a poultice on the afflicted part. Sometimes it keeps hirn home from school, and at any rate serves as a warn ing to keep off the honey bee’s private grounds without a permit at am ped with a capital B.—[tufting#. ($1.25 Per Annnni: 75 cent* for Six Months; -? 50 cents Thr> c Mouths; Single Copies I 5 cents —In Advance. Soldiers of the Shah. The Persian soldier, even on state oc-'T J casions, presents generally a rather ludl ’ crons appearance, says St. James’ Ga- fll zette. His uniform is of cotton cloth, ji|| and mostly of a deep blue color. It made of what we call shirting, and when dflJ new is very suitable clothing in a warm ■ country. But soon the military buttons n[ begin to disappear and are replaced by 5 j substitutes of all sorts, shapes, colors jft and sizes. The hair disappears from the- |:T warrior's sheepskin sfiako, which quickly ! i trows shabby on account of his habit- JB nally using it as a pillow. Moreover,, the foot coverings of no two men in the regiment are alike, mid the whole crew ■ presents a melancholy appearance, II But yet the Persian soldier docs the best he can. Previous to a review or festal parade hemiy be seen carefully pre- 'a paring a plume of white feathers, pro- fl cured from the nearest domestic fowl, fl and binding th :n to a piece of stick, fl When this martial plume has attained | X Ibe size of a lamp brush he triumphantly fl affixes it to a shako. On the occasion of ’j official illuminations composite fl candles are served out by the local gov- fl ernor at the rate of one to each man. ■ The colonel has, of course, a greater num- fl ber of men on his list than ever make an 1 appemance; he keeps the difference. >fl The other officers appropriate half the ■ remaining candles. The non-coiumis- fl ioned officers eat (1. e., steal) a certain fl proportion ; and at length one candle is fl served out to < very five men. This is fl divid'd into five portions, a new wick is . g inserted; and, when the regiment is I paraded, at a given signal a box of I matches is passed round, mid the regi- I ment triumphantly presents arms with a I lighted candle in each man’s musket as I per general order. | The pay of the Persian soldier is J nominally seven tomans (£2 15») per annum mid rations. He is lucky if ho : gets half iis pay, which does not reach I him till it has passed through the hands , o' many persons, his superiors. But hi# * rations of three mid a half pounds of ft bread a day are quite another matter. If his rations are tampered with the sol dier mutinies at once, and there is no atrocity of which the Persian soldier, || robbed of his rations, is incapable. ' Iggfl The Extremes of City Life. Is city life favoiuble to women? In , i one respect, yes; in others, most cer- ft tainly no. 1 had the curiosity to u-k the head of one of New York’s great | dry goods firms the other day if he ; 'i could give me any idea of the yearly ag- J gregates of the bills of his heaviest custo- d rners. Twenty-five thousand dollars, he f told me, one woman had spent with him . within a twelve month, and several others had grown poorer to the tunc of <■ $20,000 to $15,000. Thirty thousand dol- s O lursisnot unheard of as the price of “i, the dress and toilet equipments of an extravagant city’s extravagant dames. At the other end of the social scale the *1 unwomanly employment of the very poor arc before the eyes daily. I sco women raking in the ash barrel# for bits ♦ of coal, bags of fuel slung upon their ; backs; women balancing heavy plgnk’H ‘'j and broken wood on their head#, j sered from houses in process of erection; women bent in anxiety over the offal buckets for stray morsels to eat, and women on the shanty farms in summci, q doing as heavy out-of-door drudgery as under any phase of the old world civili zation on which we suppose we have improved.—[Mail and Express. Former Fats of Poor D(4>tors. The old merchants of New York half a century ago had a different way of do ing business from that in vogue to-day. A merchant who did not promptly pay his debts could bo locked up in the old jail which stood on the site of the pres ent Hull of R cords, east of the City Hull. It was a square brick building, and had on the top u cupola and a bell. Up in the cupola poor debtors used to sit and sun themselves for hours. Some of the prisoners were allowed to go on. what was called “jail limits," and signs with “jail limits” painted ou the board were riailtd up in conspicuous spots in different pans of the city.—-{Diy Goods Chnzuiciu. - NO. 24.