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LAOORIN?IIEN’S HOME
Restaurant & Lodging,
Wm. B. Brown, Proprietor,
182 Bryan St., SAVANNAH, GA.
Meals at all hours. Choicest brands of
Nines, liquor* pad cigars always on hand.
blein N ETT’S
HUMAN HAIR EMPORIUM.
Ladies’ and Gents’, wigs made to order.
Fronts, Toupees, Waves, Curls,
frizzes and Hair Jewelry. We root and
jnake up ladies’ own combings in any
desirable style. We have character Wigs
ind 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.
FRANKLIN F. JONES
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
Irinds 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.
HEIST RYFI ELD 8
TH® OLD RELIABLE
GRI.ILNGROCER
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.
floods delivered if desired.
PROMINENT PEOPLE.
Thomas Sexton, M. P., the “Irish Demos
thenes” is seriously ill at Dublin.
Ex-Queen Isabella, of Spain, is living in
TParis at the rate of half a million dollars per
kmuiu.
Miss Kate Field is now visiting Califor
nia, and will go to Alaska on a sight seeing
Mr before her return to the East.
Harvard s oldest living graduate is Mr.
.J Vflliam R. Sever, of Plymouth, Mass.; who
* aa ninety-six years old last Monday.
• •aro.ness Burdett-Coutts is a large pur
<ser of American buckwheat, which is
' aied ready for the griddle for the I ondon
'.ket.
ris said that John Wanamaker, of Phila- :
now carries $650,000 life insurance. ;
> hior Beaver, of Pennsylvania, carries ,
fr
W.al O. H. Strother, who used to il-
■ i for Harper's thirty years ago oyer
’ 'nature ot “Porte Crayon,” is passing
h* .. age near Berkeley Springs, Va.
HE Empress of Austria is a pedestrian of
neh endurance. She walked from Hercules
in Hungary to the Roumanian boundary,
last month, a distance of twenty-five miles,
and without resting.
The Obituary Worker.
A tall, lean young man with scraggy ■
whiskers: called at a newspaper office re- •
j- centiy for a job. “What can you do?” i
said the’city editor, with a professional
scowl. “The drama, politics, police,
fires or runaways? Speak up and be quick
about it,” “I have no talent for any of
those things you have mentioned,” re- I
joined the visitor sadly. “These are
not in my line; but I am the best ‘foul
Pjay’ reporter on the continent. Yes.
sir -you ma y smile, but it is a fact. I
c an look over your obituary column
any morning and work up a foul play ,
article that will sell your whole edition, j
Try me, won’t you? Give me the next
prominent citizen to work up that drops j
■ dead in, the street, aye, or dies calmly in ,
his bed, and I will fling such a glamour l
foul play about his case that every ;
inember of his family will be under arrest
«forc noon. This community is full of
joul ui r anf ] branch of journalism
15 >p ‘ r Jg wofully neglected. Let ine tell
Here the city editor landed him ;
°ul blow in the region of the dia
, Daragn-, and unlucky applicant was
oomed out of the building by the arro
dQ lanitor.— San Francisco Nms Letter.
i It? w hich Heth nearest to
i become cl duty already have
The Well’s Secret.
I knew it all my boyhood; in a lonesome
valley meadow,
Like a dryad’s mirror hidden by the wood’s
dim arches near;
Its eye flashed back the sunshine and grew
dark and sad with shadow.
And I loved its truthful depths, where
every pebble lay so clear.
I scooped my hand and drank it, and
watched the sensate quiver
Os the rippling rings of silver as the drops
of crystal fell;
I pressed the richer grasses from the little
trickling river
Till at last I knew, as friends know, every
secret of the welL
But one day I stood beside it, on a sudden,
unexpected.
When the sun had crossed the valley and a
shadow hid the place,
And I looked in the dark waters, saw my
pallid cheek reflected,
And beside it, looking upward, met an
evil, reptile face.
Looking upward, furtive, startled at the
silent, swift intaqsjpn;
Thm it darted toward the grasses, and I
saw not where it fled,
But I knew its eyes "were on me, and th© old
time sweet illusion
Os the pure and perfect symbol I had
cherished there was dead.
Oh, the pain to know the perjury of seeming
truth that blesses 1
My soul was seared like sin to see the false
hood of the place
And the innocence that mocked ma; while in
dim, unseen recesses
There was lurking fouler secrets than the
furtive reptile face.
And since then—ah, why the burden? when
joyous faces greet me.
With eyes of limpid innocence and words
devoid of art,
I cannot trust their seeming, but must ask
what eyes would meet me
Could I look in sudden silence at the secrets
of the heart.—[John Boyle O’Reilly.
NELLIE'S PICKPOCKET.
“Oh, Mrs. Howell, my purse is
gone,” said Nellie, looking sharply at
the young man at her side. “I am sure,”
she added, in a much lower tone, “this
fellow has taken it.” We sitting
in a box at a Parisian theatre.
“But he looks too respectable for a
thief,” said I.
“I am certain of it,” she continued,
“for I felt his hand close to my pocket.
And see how guilty he looks.”
The poor, accused youth was, it is
true, looking wonderingly at the pretty,
flushed face near him, but I failed to de
tect guilt in the soft, brown eyes and
mild expression.
“My dear, be quiet sure you had your
purse with you before you make such a
harsh statement,” said Mrs. Howell.
“Ob, lam quite sure. I remember
running back to the moment and search
ins well before I found it. What
could be more convincjng?’’
“Then my dear, if there was a sum of
any consequence in it we will have thia
person examined before the police,” said
Mrs. Howell, in a decided tone.
Forthwith I dispatched to bring a
sergeant de vide the little old woman
With streaming pink cap-ribbons, who,
for a douceur, shows theatre-goers their
places, tucks a petit-bou under their
feet, and presides over their welfare
generally.
After a few uncomfortable moments,
during which the object of all interest
complacently watched the progress of
an entreacte, the little woman came
back, followed by a civil-looking man,
who tapped our victim on the shoulder
and requested his presence for a moment
at the nearest gendarmerie.
We followed, Nellie looking nervous
but determined, evidently convinced
that her resolution on _this occasion
would be rewarded.
We crossed the street and entered the
forbidden doors of that terror of gamins,
the police station, and the now enlight
ened young maa, after a few questions
from the officer, permitted, without the
least reluctance, an examination of his
pockets.
I noticed a crest on the delicate blue
eilk handkerchief and the Russian leath
er pocket-book which the officer ruth
lessly drew to light, but no purse was
found.
With iimre than ordinary French po
liteness, the accused expressed regrat
SAVANNAH, GA.. SATURDAY. JUNE 18.1887.
that mademoiselle had been deranged
by the occurrence, and with only a very
mildly reproachful glanca aud bow he
left the room.
We also started on our homeward
way, not a little mystified by the affair.
A solution awaited us on entering our
o
salon, for there laid the purse where,
just for an instant it had been laid by
mademoiselle while she gave a highly
important pat to tho little curls around
her face and a farewell tilt to her
hat.
The next morning an apologetic note
that Nellie had written with downcast
air was conveyed to its destination by
means of the address that the officer had
taken down, and the unpleasantness was
dismissed from our conversation, if not
entirely from our minds.
Nearly two years later, at the close of
a long summer day, we found ourselves
in a little cultivated bit of ground that
seemed to cling to the rugged side of a
Swiss mountain. A succession of scenes
and impressions new to a mind attuned
to nature had so beguiled us that before
we commenced the descent to our hotel
the deep shadows of night were closing
fast about us.
We ran down as quickly as the loosely
scattered stones would permit, dread
ing a place midway down the mountain
side, •where a late torrent had washed
trees, rocks and earth across our path for
many yards.
Nellie suddenly gave a sharp cry and
fell, a confused mass of dark clothing
and sliding stones at my feet.
“I have sprained my ankle,” she
cried, and before I could reply a manly
voice speaking with a slight foreign ac
cent was heard.
“Pray allow me to assist you, madame.
I was a little in advance of you,,’ he
added, and am glad to be able so of
fer you my arm, for the path is really
perilous at this hour. •’
He gently raised Nellie from a heap
on the ground to her own slender,
graceful height.
An attempt to step, however, was so
painful that he rather carried than as
sisted her. At the door of our hotel
the opportune young man was revealed
by the light to be dark eyed and pleas
ing of feature.
Something in the trick of his voice, as
Nellie having been deposited on the
sofa, he bowed and left us, seemed fa
miliar, but the impression was gone in a
moment.
The next morning the card of Ernest
de la Perriere was handed to me and I
found the kindly face of our cavalier
of the previous night before me, anxious
to know if madame had rested well and
if he who was so desole at the mishap,
might be allowed to shorten her hours of
confinement by sending some new books
and flowers.
What could Ido but smile on so pleas
ant an offer for my young sister, and
permit any one disposed to be sympa
thetic to make an occasional visit.
The tedium of our stay and Nellie’s
slow recovery was lightened to an extent
that soon alarmed me, for I detected a
brightness in Nellie’s face when M. de
la Perriere’s fair face was heard, and a
soft, almost caressing tone in his voice
when saying only the commonplace
greetings of the day.
Wbat was best to do? I had not been
wise in allowing a stranger to ingratiate
himself into our favor.
I sat one day worrying my poor,
racked brain once more in contriving a
way to diminish the intimacy I now felt
to have been rashly encouraged.
Suddenly M. de la Perriere stood be
fore me, begging to be allowed to ait
by my side. He told me in plain, earn
est words, of his love for Nellie and his
desire to make her his wife. He gave
me undisputab’e proof of his w .aith,
good position, and high moral char
acter.
What a weight was lifted from my
heart! I need not tell of warm assent and
sisterly congratulations.
We returned to the hotel and I judi
ciously left the enamoied swain to tell
the old, old story.
When next I entered the room Nellie
was looking quietly content, and Ernest
radient, but with an amused light in his
eyes as he drew an ordinary little slip of
paper from a well-worn Russia-leather
pocket-book.
“Would you like to hear my be
trothed’s first love-letter to me?” he
said. And he coolly read aloud the
contrite note Nellie had written to her
pickpocket.
Hotels in Cuba.
A Cuban hotel is a curiosity to stran
gers. The dining rooms here face the
street, and they are as open as though
no wall separated them from it. The
office counter and writing table, or
writing room, are at the end of the din
ing room, and eating, writing and busi
ness goes on inside of the same wall.
This room, however, is a largo square
one, and there is no confusion. The
dining tables are of all sizes, so that one
can dine alone or a par.y of a dozen or
more eat at their table d’hote together.
As to decoration, the brightest of colors
arc used in the interior painting of the
hotel, and in some rooms frescoes pre
vail. Red and sky blue is seen every
where, and the floors of the chambers
and halls are paved in marble and red
tile. I write this letter in my bedroom.
There is no plaster on the ceilings of
these hotels, and the great rafters above
me are as blue as the bluest sky. Tho
windows are almost as largo as the side
of the room, and they are kept open day
and night. The bed is of iron, and the
mattress was never made of feathers. A
framework extends on every Cuban bed,
and we sleep in cages of coarse lace like
that used for cheap curtains at home.
Most of the Cuban beds have no mat
tresses. The sheets are stretched on
wire springs. The rest of the wood
work of this room is as blue as the raf
ters, and every seems to have its
own bright color.—[Cleveland Leader.
Dishes in Restaurants.
“One source of expense to a restau
rant which customers usually fail to take
into account in estimating our profits, is
the breakage of dishes,” said the man
ager of a Buffalo case the other evening.
“Every time I hear the crash of breaking
glass I know the profit on one man’s
meal is gone. Not one person in ten I
ever offers to make good the loss caused
by his carelessness, and as an attempt to
collect from the nine different ones would
turn away trade, we must decline the
tenth man’s money also, on th© principle
of impartiality. Accordingly all the
breakage caused by guests is a total loss.
Then, again, to stand well in the estima
tion of the public, when dishes become
badly nicked they must be withdrawn
Irom table use. Our class of customers
are accustomed to whole dishes at home
and demand as good at a restaurant.
Rapid handling, careless washing and
constant use, make the period of useful- 1
ness of light, thin dishes, such as are j
most popular, painfully short to the !
financial man of a restaurant. Another 1
source of loss is the disappearance of i
dishes sent out with orders.
l anil Weather.
A curious barometer is used by the
remnant of the Araucanian race, which
inhabits the southernmost province of j
Chili. It consists of the cast-off shell of
a crab, which is said to be extremely
sensitive to atmospheric changes, re
maining quite white in fair, dry weather,
but indicating the approach of a moist
atmosphere by the appearance of small
red spots, which grow both in number
and in size as the moisture of the air in
creases, until, finally, with the actual oc
currence of rain, the shell becomes en
tirely red,and remains so throughout the
rainy season.--[Philadelphia Press.
Sparkle, But No Pop.
“How brliiant Augustus De Chatters
is,” said Mss Asi’/ne Le Fritters to her
friend, Josephina Mcßoltz, as the ele
gant, gilt-edged youth left the room.
“He really is like champagne—he has so
rnueb sparkle about him ”
“Yes,” answered Miss Mcßoltz, “but
there’s no j>op about him. He’s been
alone with me for an hour past and
never said a word to the point, though
I was hoping every moment he'd go off,”
—iThe American.
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Husband and Laird.
Two hundred years ago, each High* j
land chief considered himself as an in—9
dependent sovereign. If he had a dis—l
pute with another chieftain, who obsti- 1
natoly refused to yield, he levied irar, <
thus referring tho matter to the last I*-■
sort of kings. J
Each chief of a clan had the power of j
“pit and gallows,” and could hang al
refractory clansman, without hindrance'!
from the rest of the clan. On the con- 17!
trary, they would all assist in exe- |
cuting their chiefs decree. Ordinarily, J
but not always, they accepted the fat® J
decreed for them by tho laird without a J
murmur. i|
A husband, having been condemned
to death by his laird, threatened re- |
sistanee, instead of going quietly to th® ]
executioner’s house and giving himself 1 j
up. His wife, amazed at her “gud® 1
man’s” conduct, remonstrated with him
on his obstinacy. |
“Dougall, my man,” said aho, in her
most apprehensive tone, “just gang
awa’ quietly and be hangit, and no
anger the laird !”—[ Youth’s Companion.
Native Alaskans’ Fondness for Music. fl
The native seal catchers of Alaska ar®
evidently fond of music. From the re
motest western settlements wo learn that
American musical instruments and
American airs are popular. With tune*
which they have learned from our sol
diers and sailors, the people mingle old
Russian songs and ballards which they
still remember.
The great feminine solace in a well-to
do native hut is recourse to a concertina
or accordion, as the case may be. Those
instruments are especially adapted to th®
people. Their plaintive, slow measure,
when Angered in response to native
tunes and old Slavonian ballads, always
rise upon the car in every Aleutian
hamlet from early morning until far
into tho night. Ths appreciation of
good music is keen. Many of the
women can easily pick up strains from our
own operas, and repeat them correctly
after listening a short while to the trader
or his wife playing and singing. They .
are most pleased with sad, wailing tunes,
such as “Lorena,” the “Old Cabin
Home” and the like.
Trusts the Apothecary.
At a banquet given to Mr. Theodor®
Metcalf by the Boston Druggists’ Asso
ciation Oliver Wendell Holmes gave his
opinion of apothecaries as follows: “I
have always had a great opinion of th®
medical advico of apothecaries. The
truth is, they put up the prescriptions of ,
the best physicians in the place io which
they live and they have the very cream
of all their wisdom at their fingers’ ends.
So, when I have myself been suffering
from any slight bodily inconvenience, I
um ashamed to say—or ought to be,
perhaps—instead of going to a profee- .
sional brother, I have quietly crept into
the back room and asked Mr. Metcalf >
what such and such a doctor was in the
habit of prescribing.
Two Extremes.
First Omaha man—“No, sir; Pm
going to send my son to college. No
public school system for him. Look at
Jink’s boy I”
Second Omaha man—“Jink’s boy ha®
just graduated from the public school®
and is a young man of thorough cul- fu
ture.”
“Yes, and is half dead with consump
tion and has had brain fever three ■
time 0 . Now look at Wick’s eldest >
eon.” f ■*. .;
“Is he a college man?” \ *lm
“Regular graduate, strong as ® horse,
healthy as a mule, and makes $ A
year in a base ball team.—[Omaha
World.
Graduated.
Lady visitor -“I am very sorry to se®
you here, my young friend. You look
as if you had a good education.”
Convict—“ Well, madam, I have been ®
through Yal ? College.” , t
Lady visitor—“ls it p®«fciblef” »
C^ r reason Im
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