The Savannah tribune. (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, July 02, 1887, Image 1

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®he Gnvnn nn li ffiribmie. published by the Tbibuitb Publishiar Go 1 J. BL DEVEADX, Makagxm. * I B. W. WHITE, Boucrtob. VOL. 11. KEWLY fitted up. laboringlen’s home Restaurant & Lodging, Wm. B. Brown, Proprietor, 182 Bryan St., SAVANNAH, GA. Meals st all hours. Choicest brands of wines, Ihjuort cigars always on hand. f 5 INETT’S HUMAN HAIR EMPORIUM. Ladies 1 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 liesirable style. We have character Wigs snd 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 •equired. We cut and trim bangs in all of the latest styles. Cash paid for cut tair 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 LUST F. JONES AT STALL HO. 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 Biaranteed. Goods delivered if desired. ON‘T FORGET, STALL NO. 31. GREEN GROCERY. —o — HENRY FIELDS THE OLD RELIABLE greengrocer 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 <’f fresh Beef, Veal, Mutton, Pork, Fish, Poultry, Eggs, Game and all kinds of Vegetables. Prices reasonable—to «uit the times. Soods delivered if desired. am Jones Answers Questions. A gentleman who recently met Sam Jones on a railway train repeats part of the conversation as follows: — Said I—“ Adam and Eve were the first two people on earth. According to the Bible they had two sons—Cain and Abel. Cain slew Abel and then fled in to the land of Nod and took unto himself a wife. Adam and Eve, the first Cain and Able, next Cain fled. We under stand from ‘fled’ that he ran and got away from his awful crime as quickly as his legs would cany him. Then,” I con tinued, excitedly, “right in the same sentence the Bible says he took unto himself a wife. Where did she come from?” I sank back thinking I had giv en him a poser. ' * . . His eyes twinkled, his lips parted in a smile. “An’ nary one of them preachers could tell you?” he. asked. “No, sir, not one.” “Well,” he continued, “that’s funny, for that’s a mighty easy question.” He smiled again and said: —“Why Cain got his wife from his father-in-law.” I was done up. ‘ ‘Where is hell that you preachers talk so much about,,’ I asked. “I dunno,” he said. “I don’t want to know. I aint headin’ that way. I’m go ing to let them fellers as are goin’ thar find out.” “What’s your idea of backsliders!” 1 ha said, “thar was a inan walkin’ along a country lane in Arkansas onoe with a pitchfork on his shoulder, and a very vicious dog jumped over the fence and made at him. He jabbed the pichfork through the dog and impaled it io the earth. The dog’s owner came vunnin out:—‘What d’ye mean, sir,’ he shouted, ‘by stickin’ yo’ pitchfawk through my dog?’ ‘He was goin’ to bite ■e,’ said the other, ‘Why didn’ you hit him with the other end then?’ ‘Why didn’t he come at me with the other end ?’ was the answer.” After I had ceased laughing the Rev. Mr. Jones said: “Just like the dog, backsliders are go in’ wrong end to, and consequently get into trouble.” — Kansas Citg Times. r - <®fc . .. —“• Governor St John said at the recent Cooper restitute (New York City) meeting that the • C. T. U. was the greatest organization in ♦be world. Dr. Kate C. Bushnell is in New Jersey lec vurmg ou the White Cross movement, aud re •en«y addressed a conference in New York on that subject Forerunners. All mo and down the mountain sides, And through the breezy hollow, The grasses grow .'the leaf buds blow, And blossoms soon wiUfollow; They follow, —they follow— On upland and in hollow: The soring is here—sweet pioneer! And Siimmer sooii will follow. Then Summer comes; and overhead The nightingale and swallow Pursue tbeir flight to airy light, And call their mates to tollow; They follow—they follow Sweet Orpheus and Apollo, And Boreas blows in away that shows That Winter soon will follow Then W inter comes with cloudy face Adownthe hill and hollow; And rain and sleet their marches bea% And snow and ice will tollow: * They follow—they follow There’s no path through the hollow, But 10l ere long there’s the cuckoo’s song, And the Springtime’s sure to tollow! HOW I WASJPROMOTED. “Tom,” said the chief, there has been a rather mysterious robbery at Barrow town, and its likely to give the ‘locals’ some trouble. So I wish you to go down as soon as possible.” This order I received one hot day in August, on the day after the robbery had taken place. Os course, I did not | let much time pass before I was at the i station and fairly started. Once there, i Barrytown is a quaint, picturesque little | town. It seemed almost too dull to be j able to boast the doubtful honor of hav ' ing had a full-grown robbery. Still I j like the quiet town, for it was there that i I gained my first promotion. I was met : at the station by the local inspector, a i stout, pompous, excitable little man, I who looked doubtful as to the prudence ! of the Scotland Yard authorities in I sending down such an ordinary looking mortal as myself. “Oh,” he remarked at last; “so it’s ' you, young man, is it? I don’t think we are likely to trouble you much this time. The fact is, ahem! we have , caught the culprit ourselves.” I merely bowed, and expressed a wish to see the prisoner; and we both set off for the country jail, perhaps a mile or so away. Well, it certainly seemed as plain as day to me that the unhappy wretch on whom Inspector Muggridge had laid his fell grasp could easily have proved an alibi had not that worthy officer con tinually interrupted him with: “Better keep that for your examina tion, my good fellow; or it ’ll all be brought up against you, my man, you know.” I told him seriously, as soon as I could in private, that the man he had arrested was no more guilty than 1 was; but be simply smiled incredulously, and , asked who else could be the culprit, as this was the only really abandoned character of the town, and it was plain- I ly the work of some one who knew the place. “Besides,” he added, “it isn’t very likely that any one could beat me on my own ground, where I know everybody, i you know; and if he didn’t do it, who did?” With which really unanswerable argu t ment he accompanied me to the scene of the robbery, where we were shown over I the premises by the mistress of the j hOUSA When I saw the ground-floor window , by which access had been gained to the house I quite agreed with the worthy “local” that it was not the work of a “new hand,” and that from the fact that his footprints, wherever we could trace ! them, showed no hesitation, but rather ’ a thorough acquaintance with the j grounds; the culprit, whoever he was, I must have had some opportunity of vis | iting the scene of operations, an 1 prob ably lived somewhere in the neighbor hood. It seemed that the thief had entered the bouse by a window in the rear, and carried off a small box of val uables from the room of the master of the house, who had been staying at a friend’s that night. Both these facts showed an intimate knowledge of the premises on the part of the culprit, and atrengthened onr former belief. SAVANNAH, GA.. SATURDAY, JULY 2.1887. We were informed that the lost casket —an ordinary tin cash box—bad been almost filled with various articles of jew elry, and, therefore, the loss was rather heavy. Os course the knowledge that there would be a good reward lor the re covery of the missing property did not abate my zeal. Still, in spite of my eagerness to discover the culprit, I could make but little of the case, and might even have to come over to the opinion of the “local” but for one very important fact, namely, the footprints in the gar den-bed were all smaller than those of the prisoner. Now, although a man may wear boots several sizes too large for him on occasion, yet he can hardly walk with comfort m shoes an inch or so too short. Very much annoyed at my want of suc cess, and dreading the chaff I would be sure to get when, compelled to give it up, I should return to town, 1 was not particularly delighted next morning to see Mr. Muggridge coming up the road to the house, accompanied by the editor of the Barrowtown Banner, who had de termined, he said, to write up the ac count of the robbery himself. But there was no escape, and so, pre pared for a host of questions, I was walking slowly to meet them when my eyes were caught by something bright among the bushes by the roadside. Yes, there could be no doubt of it; there lay the lost box, empty, of course. Without stopping, however, 1 walked as calmly as possible on to the inspector, and was introduced to Mr, Shears, the editor. It was simply wonderful how obliging I had become. I even, when Mr. Mug gridge hinted that, he was pressed for time, volunteered myself to give Mr. Shears the information he wished, and to go over the premises with him. Once left alone with the zealous representative of the press I gave that gentleman all the points of the case, and a few more, as you shall see. The next afternoon, as soon as a copy of the Banner came io the house where the robbery had occurred —I had for the last two days spent from the fore noon to the dusk there—l turned to the end of the column devoted to the “Great Robbery,” and read, with a chuckle, the announcement that “the loss of the jewels would be less felt had there not been between the two bottoms of the box almost two hundred pounds in bank notes, of wlrch, unfortunately, the numbers had not been taken.” That evening, as usual, I left the grounds at dusk, after spending most of the day in watching—though apparently engaged in something else—whether any one went near the spot, a few hundred yards from the grounds, where lay the box on which J specially depended as a bait to hook the thief. By walking slowly I managed to let the shades of evening close around me before I was far beyond the spot where I had made up my mind to watch and await develop ments. Eight! Nine! Were they never coming, and was my trap laid and baited in vain? Ten! Surely they should have come by this time. Still—was that a sound on the road? Yes, and coming from the village, too. There were evidently several of them, and I began to regret not having brought some one to assist me. Nearer they came, laughing and talk ing, as 1 cautiously drew further back from the road. An<X now they were op posite the spot where the box lay hid. But—what! They’ve gone by; and in the hearty guffaw of the man farthest away of the three I recognize Farmer Lobbins, an honest fellow, whose ac quaintance I had made. After this sell 1 had almost given up, and was actually making up my mind to abandon the affair, when a faint sound from down the road, made me crouch as low as pos sible once more. It was no hoax this time. A short, thin man, whom I easily recognized as a man-of-all- work who had been helping the gardener that day, was creeping stealthily down the road, close to the bushes. As soon as he reached the spot where the box had been thrown he iit a small lantern to aid him in his search. This time I felt sure; and so, when the man blew out the light after securing the supposed treasure, the capture was made. “Oh! why—yes,” observed the worthy Mr. Muggridge, who was in the office when 1 brought in the prisoner that night. “I’ve had my eye on that fellow all along.” The man made confession; indeed, he was caught in the act, and could not deny it. The jewels were all recovered, and the reward proved very useful in helping me to marry and settle down quietly when, one month later, I received my promotion. Methods of Spanish Briganils. The way in which the robbery is car ried out is this, says a Madrid corre spondent: The brigands signal to the engine-driver to stop, and he does so, being generally “in” with the brigands. Then these these gentlemen, called in Spanish, saltedorcs de caminos, or road jumpers, approach the carriage, raise their hats to the passengers, and, in the most polite language, request them to give up their money aud jewels. The guardias civiles are stopped from firing at the robbers by the affrighted passengers as the rascals have previously explained that if they are fired at they will shoot at the passengers in re turn. The chief of the brigands usually ad dresses the passengers in those terms: “Ladies and gentlemen, please deliver your money and valuables of every des cription. We do not wish to push you to the indignity of a search, but shall rely upon your honor. But as soon as you tell us you have given up everything we shall search one passenger of each class. If upon either we find a single coin or a single valuable we shall shoot one pass enger in each compartment. Ladies and "entlemen, do not hurry youselves. Our time is yours.” You can imagine that under these cir cumstances there is very little Kept back. The passengers beg and pray of each other to conceal nothing. As soon as a complete surrender has been made the brigands raise their hats again and bid the passengers farewell in these words: “Vapa ustedes con Dios”—may you go with God—and as the train moves off they add, with beautiful and simple piety, “and may we all meet again some day in God’s big parlor.” A New Gem—The Golden Beryl. Jewellers, mineralogists and connois seurs of precious stones arc much inter ested in a new gem lately discovered in Connecticut. It is a beryl distinguished by a peculiar golden tint which renders it, in the opinion of experts, unique. It was found attached to a rock com posed of quartz, spar and mica, a com bination which appears to be the natural matrix of beryl stones. Others have been found in the same locality pre viously, but they were of the ordinary variety and of very poor quality, quite unfit for use as gems. The golden beryl, however, attracted immediate attention, was pronounced a new mineral and placed in the hands of a lapidary to cut into gems. The result did not dis appoint expectation. '1 he stones proved exceedingly brilliant, with much of the fire and play of light and color, hitherto believed to belong to the diamond only. Three shades of the golden color have been obtained, ranging from a pro nounced i it, to one scarcely yellower than that of a slightly off color dia mond. The new stones have made quite a stir in the trade, and rank in value with rubies, emeralds and other colored gems. They have been set in ornaments, gener ally in association with small diamonds, and Lave been much admir 'd, both here and in Europe, where a few have been sent. The hardness of the stone is 8 1-2, as compared with the diamond stand ard, 10. Its density is next to that of the diamond, while its specific gravity is 20 per cent Less. It retains its bril liancy. It is especially interesting as the only precious stone found exclu sively in this country. —[New York Com mercial. The Rotundity Explained Stranger—“ What causes your police men to have so much circumference/” Native—“ You see they have to be ’round so much.” [Biftinge. (t 1.25 Per Annnm; 75 cents for Six Months; J 50 cents Three Months; Single Copies | 5 cents—ln Advance. PEARLS OF Reaction is the law of lifa Those who have known real grief seldom seem sad. The failure of one man is the opportu nity of another. Most mon know what they hate, few what they love. What all men should avoid ia the “shabby genteel.” The mind hath not reason to remem ber that passions ought to be her not her masters. A man that studieth revenge keepetlx his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well. Thou art either gold, or iron; if the® art gold trial will chasten thee, if thou art iron, it will rust thee. Compliments of congratulation are al ways kindly taken, and cost one noth ing but pen, ink and paper. A man loses all that lie leave# aftet him in this world whilst ha taken with him the fruits of his charity ami arms. A good action performed in thia world receives its recompense in the other, just as water poured nt the root of a tree appears again above in fruit and flower. There is nothing which contributes more to the sweetness of life than friend ship; there is nothing which disturbs our repose more than friends, if we have not the discernment to choose them well. Opportunity is in respect to time, in some sense, as time is in respect to eter nity; it is the small moment, the exact point, the critical minute, on which every good work so much depends. Valuable Autographic Letters. An autographic letter of Washington of two pages, simply referring to a sale of land in Virginia, sold within a few weeks by a gentleman of this city fo* $52, and one which would refer to some well known military movement in the Revolution would bring a much higher rate. It is the character ami contents of the adtographic letter that determine it® value. The mere fact that a document signed by Napoleon brought but $6.25 by no means indicates the value of Na poleonic autographs. A letter of the great soldier laying out his plans for ths battle of Leipsic, and giving directions to Prince Murat with regard to the dis position of troops, owned in this city, would probably bring twenty times th® price mentioned above. —[Boston Bulle tin. Sour and Sweet Apples. The New York Tribune recalls a story which Mr. Lowell tells in his essay on ; “Cambridge Thirty Years Ago.” “At one of these groceries the unweaned (Harvard) students used to play a joke handed down from class to class. Enter A. and asks gravely: “ ‘Have you any sour apple?, Dets- ’ con?' “ ‘Well, no, I haven’t any just now that are exactly sour, but there’s the , bell-flower apple, and folks that like a sour apple generally like that.’ (Exit A.) “Enter B. ‘Have you any sweet apples, Deacon?' « “ ‘Well, no, I haven’t any just dow that are exactly sweet, but there’s th® bell-flower apple, and folks that like *> sweet apple generally like that.’ {Kxit B. Human Sacrifice in India. A strange stcry of human sacrifice comes from the Madras presidency. 'A woman was sup] o-ed to be possessed with a devil. Her father consulted a® exorcist, who said that a human sacri— ; fice was necessary. Accordingly on« night her father, the exorcist, and five or six others met, and after some re ligious ceremonies sent for the elected victim. He* came without suspecting treachery, and was plied with drink till he was senseless, when his head was cut. off. and bis blood, mixed with rice, was offered to some deity. The body was then hacked so os to deceive the polio® and thrown into a tank. The mur lev ers having been arrested, have made a j full confession. --[London Globe. NO. 37.