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She .Cinvnnnnh Ciribnnc. published by the Taiwwa Publishiar Co » J. H. DEVKADX, Makagbm. {. R. W. WHITE, Bouoitob. VOL. 11. yfEWLY FITTED UP. laborinFhen’s home Restaurant & Lodging, Wm. B. Browk, Proprietor, 189 Bryan St,, SAVANNAH, GA, Meals at all hours. Choicest brands of trines, liquors and cigars always on hand. JBESi JN izM’S ” HUMAN HAIR EMPORIUM. Ladies’ and Gents’ wigs made to order. jAJgo Fronts, Toupees, Waves, Curls, frizzes and Hair Jewelry. We root and pako up ladies’ own combings in any desirable style. We have character Wigs end 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 hair and eombings 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 baud 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. HEN RYFI ELDS THE OLD RELIABLE GREEN GROCER 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. Hoods delivered if desired. FOB GOOD JOB PRINTING —4O TO TUB— SAVANNAH TRIBUNE. Envelopes, Business Cards, Statements, Posters, And in fact everything in the Job Printing line neatly and cheaply ex ecuted at short notice. SATISFACTION GUARANTEED. t Give us a cal!. The City of the Living. ' In a long-vanished age, whose varied story No record has to-day, | So long ago expired its grief and glory, There flourished, far away, • In a broad realm, whose beauty passed all measure, A city fair and wide, j Wherein the dwellers lived in peace and pleasure, And never any died. > Disease and pain and death, those stern ma rauders, Which mar our world’s fair face, ! Never encroached upon the pleasant borders Os that bright dwelling-place. I No fear of parting and no dread of dying Could ever enter there; No mourning for the lost, no anguished cry ing Made any face less fair. ■ Without the city wall, death reigned as ever, And graves rose side by side; I Within, the dwellers laughed at hisendbavor, And never any died. I O, happiest of all earth’s favored placet O, Bliss to dwell therein! i To live in the sweet light of loving faces, And fear no grave between. ■ To feel no death-damp growing cold and colder, Disputing life’s warm truth; I To live on, never lonelier nor older— Radiant in deathless youth! And hurrying from the world’s remotest quarters, A tide of pilgrims flowed Across broad plains and over mighty waters, To find that blest abode. Where never death should come between and sever Them from their loved apart, W here they might work, and will, and live forever, Still holding heart to heart. ; And so they lived, in happiness and pleasure And grew in power and pride, ! And did great deeds, and laid up store of treasure, And never any died! •And many years rolled on and saw them striving With unabated breath; And other yeai s still found and left them living, Aud gave them hope of death. ! Yet listen, hapless soul, whom angels pity, Craving a boon like this — Mark how the dwellers in the wondrous city Grew weary of their bliss. j One and another who had been concealing The pain of life’s long thrall, Forsook their pleasant places and came steal ing i Outside the city wall. Craving with wish that brooked no more de nying— So long it had been crossed-. The blessed possibility of dying, The treasui e they had lost! Daily the current of rest-seeking mortats Swelled to a broader tide, Till none were left within the city’s portals, And graves grew green outside. Would it be worth the having, or the giving, The boon of endless breath? : Ah, for the weariness that comes of living, There is no cure but death. : Ours were indeed a fate deserving pity Were that sweet rest denied, • And few, methinks would care to find the j city Where never any died. Mrs. Elliort’s Burglar. BY MRS. M. L. RAYNE. Mr, Elliort had eaten his supper, and as it was yet early in the evening, he thought he would go out and get a cigar. “I won’t be away no more than an hour,’ he said to his wife. “I’ll run i in to the barber’s and have my hair cut i a trifle, and be back before you can say Jack Robinson.” Mrs. Elliort did not want to say Jack Robinson; she preferred Jack Elliort. “Don’t go off somewhere with those horrid boys,” she said with a pout. “I ' shall expect you home at 8 precisely; no respectable and well-behaved married | man—■” But Mr. Elliort had snatched a kiss I and the sentence was never finished. | The hour soon passed. The girl had finished her work and gone out. Mrs. Elliort was alone, but i she did not mind it, as she now expect -1 ed her husband every moment. The clock struck eight. Mrs. Elliort was startled by a ring at the front door. SAVANNAH. GA.. SATURDAY, JULY 30,1887. Then she remembered that Mr. Elliort had said he would ring as his latch key was in his other coat. So she hurried to the door expecting to see her handsome husband Mr. Elliort was a sort of Adonis with brown curling hair, hazel eyes, white teeth and a 1-o-v-e-l-y mustache, parted in the middle and curled at both ends, while a generous beard fell in luxuriant waves over his shirt front. Hoping to see this vision of manly beauty, Mrs. Elliort opened the door, and after one look—saw that she had admitted a stranger. For the man—it was a man—stepped into the hall, and only that she barred the way would have gone into the parlor. “Sir!” she demanded in tones that she tried to make stern and steady, “what means this intrusion?’’ “I came to beg of you—” “I have nothing to give you. “That diamond ring!” Oh, heavens! it was her engagement solitaire. She looked at the wretch while al 1 the thoughts of a lifetime crowded into that briet, moment, with this idea the most prominent: “How shall I identify him if he does not murder me?” Then she began taking notes while she temporized with him. “I shall not part with this ring while I have life. One word—(the wretch has a dimpled chin) would bring my hus band, who has a seven-shooter ready cocked (shaved skull, looks like a con vict) and you would at once bo given over to the authorities (the wretch has recently shaved; traces of a mustache). If you will go at once I will make no outcry (what a fiendish expression) and do not want my husband’s hands im brued in your blood (the wretch actually grinned) and you will never, never possess yourself of my diamond ring. (Oh, heavens! why doesn’t Jack come!”) “Madam,” said the wretch, “I can not loitre. My pals are waiting for me round the corner. Give up the ring without more ado!” “Never, base wretch; take that, and that, and that,” and she laid on blows fast and furious, with an umbrella which she had secured by a backward motion of the hand. “Jenny ,” said a calm voice as the um brella was coolly taken out of her hand by the turn of an athletic wrist, “are you going to give me that ring?” “Jack—are you that wretch?” and Mrs. Elliort dropped on the lowest stair, as limp as a rag doll. “What on earth have you been doing to yourself ?” “Getting my haircut and my summer shave on. Perhaps you don’t like it?” “W-w-h-ere’s your mustache?” “At the barber’s.” “You look just like a murderer, or-»- or—a burglar!” cried Jenny, who dis criminated in the profession, “I took you for a ” “Lawyer, doctor, beggarman, thief, as we used to say when we were chil dren. Well, they said my best friend wouldn’t know me,” laughed her hus band. “C-o-m-e in,” said Mrs. Elliort reluc tantly. “I suppose I must give you house-room, but if ever there was a bare-faced swindler you are one, Jack.” —[Detroit Free Press. Kite Flying in India, This is the kite time among the boys who still cling to the old style of mak ing and flying these toys, says a writer in the St. Louis Globe. Among our boys the only object seems to be to get a kite into the air and enjoy the monot ony of holding the string. Lt me tell you how they fly kites in East India, where it is a science. There boys, as well as men, spend the day in the most exciting sport. They would laugh at the idea of flying & kite merely to see it in the air. At school in England I knew a man who had learned the East Indian science, and he taught me how to make and fly a kite, aud I did not wonder, after seeing him, what fun the East In i dians had. At the proper season they go out for a day’s sport, and fight kites in away that would enrapture an Ameri- can youth. They make a kite of two sticks, one a straight, the other a bow shaped piece of smooth wood, to which a common piece of paper is pasted. The tail is small, about in proportion and shaped like the tail of a bird. The string is carefully prepared by coating it with a paste made of varnish and finely pow dered glass. The latter is put on by lining the string and winding it after the coating has been dried. The string is attached to the face of the kite ac cording to the angle at which it is de sired to have it stand in the air. There is no running necessary to get the kite into the air, for it is set up by a series of jerks at the string. When as high as desired, the manipulator, by carefully jerking the string by which the kite exe- ' cutes a series of curves, moves it away from the direct force of the wind, and ; can in a circle of 360 degress bring it 120 degrees to the right or left. Thus, by I the position of the kite in the air, it is j difficult to locate the place where the manipulator stands. Now for the ob ject of the glazed string. When there are several kites in the air, it is the de- i sire of each manipulator to cat the strings of the others. He tries first to ' get his kite higher than that of his op ponent, then to move i[ to the right or I left to cross the other’s string. When | this has been accomplished he rewinds his string nt a rapid rate. His kite turns around like a wheel and descends. His string falling upon that of the other kite, cuts it like a saw. 1 have seen one of these East Indian kites put into the air so as to stand directly overhead, parallel with the earth. How Mudstones are Formed. Since the people have been convinced that there is virtue in madstones they are springing up all over the country. While at Union Point a few days ago we saw a magnificent madstone, as large as a Banks-county biscuit. The gentle man who owns this stone says it came from Alabama, where there was a large deer lick. They are said to be found in deer who visit these licks, and the min eral taken into the animal’s stomach there forms the madstone. The gentleman ■ also informed us that he had seen two madstones broken open, and in one of them was found a bullet and in the other an acorn. Madstones are getting in de mand, and a fine market will be open if the dogs continue to have the distem per.—[Athens (Ga.) Banner. New Fuel. Mr. Sahlstrom, of the Normal Com pany, Aberdeen, Scotland, has, after a long series of experiments, discovered a new fuel, which is said to be an efficient and economical substitute for coal, as regards steam boiler furnaces. The basis of the new fuel is pitch oil, which is used in combination with superheated steam. The invention has been in prac tical use at the Normal Company’s works for some time, and although the boiler furnace was not specially constructed for the new fuel, satisfactory results have , been obtained, a saving of nearly 30 per ! cent, in the cost of fuel having been es- | fected.- [Tradesman. Hopeful Converts. Missionaries say that in China the peo- I pie pay rapt attention to preaching when they don’t understand a word of what is said. While preaching one day a missionary noticed a man who seemed interested and paid marked attention, apparently, to what was being said. Thinking that here was an op portunity of reaching an earnest soul, he I directed all his attention to him, and was considerably nonplused when, at the end of about 15 minute’, the man turned to his neighbor and said in an ’ audible tone, “He’s drunk!” Get Along With Economy. “You know, of course,” said the old man to the young man, “that my daughter has SIOO,QQO in her own right?” 4* i “Yes, sir.” “And you are not worth a cent.” “I’m poor, sir, but; great Scott, SIOO,- 000 is enough. for two! Why, I’m ecouooycafto meanness.”—[New York’ | Suu. I <1.25 Per Annnm; 75 cent* for Six Month*} J 50 cents Three Months; Single CopiM ( 6 cent*—ln Advance. PEARLS OF THOUGHT. Love is a severe critic. Hate can par don more than love. Man cannot live exclusively by intelli gence and self-love. The word “impossible” is the mother tongue of little souls. Conscience is the voice of the soul; the passions are the voice of the body. Chance opportunities make us known to others, and still more to ourselvea. Next to acquiring good friends, the best acquisition is that of good books. Actions, looks, words, steps, form the alphabet by which you may spell char acters. Modesty is to worth what shadows are in a painting; she gives to it strength and relict. Grand temples are built of small stones, and great lives made up‘ of small events. You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one. The most delicate, the most sensible of all pleasures consists in promoting the pleasures of others. Cultivate forbearance till your heart yields a fine crop of it. Pray for a short memory us to all unkindness. Good qualities are the substantial riches of the mind, but it is good breed ing that sets them off to advantage. Life is kindled only by life, and the highest form of living can only be caller! into existence in a child by example. It is a strange desire, to seek power and to lose liberty; or to seek power over others, and lose power over a man’s self. Love is like a painter, who in drawing the portrait of a friend having a blemish in one eye, would picture only the other side of his face. Sin is never at a stay; if we do njp retreat from it, we shall advance in it; and the further on wo go, the more W« have to come back. Painlessness of Throat Catting. The victim of despondency who hacks at his throat in a persistent at tempt at suicide probably Inflicts much less self tortue than we have been wonk to suppose. Several years ago Prof. Brown Sequard announced that stimula tion of the larynx produces complete loss of sensibility to pain in the body. He has since observed that a similar, though slighter, effect may be given by irritation of the windpipe or even of the skin covering the throat. By hundred* , of experiments, especially on dogs and monkeys, this eminent pathologist has demonstrated that, after simply cutting the skin, he could lay bare, cut, galvanize and even burn the various structures in two thirds of the neck without causing any great pain, and sometimes with no apparent pain, what ever. When he has killed dogs by cutting their throats, death has occurred, without convulsions and without agony;. [Arkansaw Traveler. • A Sympathetic Cow. .. <? A Newtonian was picking apples on . Monday, when an old cow ran up to, hin» and then away, acting very strangely. Knowing her to be an unusually intelli gent cow, he suspected that something must be the matter and followed her. She led him to a cow in another part of the orchard that was nearly choked to death with an apple. After ho had re-* lieved her the old cow fairly cried for joy and licked the .‘uffe er profusely, nod when the latter was driven into the barnyard where she would be out of dan ger refused to leave her.— [New Grleun® i Picayune. He Stood High. “ How about this young man that comes to often to see you, » illie?’’ said the old egentleman to his daughter. J;. iS 1 Why he’s very nice and entertain— ing, papa. I#d -like to have you meet hiLj” /, ‘‘Very likely. But what is Ids po sition? Does he stand hi;h in societyHa “Ob, yea indeed, papa. He !» ai< feet two.” NO. 41.