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Restaurant & Lodging,
Wm. B. Brown, Proprietor,
189 Bryan St., SAVANNAH, GA,
Metis at all hours. Choicest brands of
and cigars always on hand.
~JESJEIN IN ETT’S
HOMAN HAIR ENPORIOM.
Ladies’ and Gents’ wigs made to order.
Fronts, Toupees, Waves, Curls,
frizzes and Hair Jewelry. We root and
tnnke up ladies’ own combings in any
desirable style. We have character Wigs
»nd 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
pf 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
kinds of game when in season, and will
be glad to wait on bis 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.
GREEN GROCERY.
HEN R Y FI ELDS
THE OLD RELIABLE
GREENGROCER
WOULD inform his friends and the
public that he still holds the fort
t his old stand corner South Broad ar.d
East Boundry streets, where he keeps on
hand constantly, a full supply of fresh
Beef, Veal, Mutton, Pork, Fish, Poultry,
Eggs, Game and all kinds of Vegetables.
Prices reasonable—to suit the times.
®oods delivered if desired.
for good
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SAVANNAH
TRIBUNE.
Envelopes,
Business Cards,
Statements,
Posters,
And in fact everything
in the Job Printing line
neatly and cheaply ex
ecuted at short notice.
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SAVANNAH. GA.. SATURDAY. AUGUST 20.1887.
After Harvest
The days of harvest are past again;
We have cut the corn and bound the
sheaves,
An«l gathered the apples green and gold,
‘Mid the brown and crimson orchard leaves,
With a flowery promise the springtime came,
With the building birds and blossoms
sweet;
But oh! the honey, and fruit and wine!
And oh! the joy of the corn and wheat!
What was the bloom to the apple's gold,
And what the flower to the honeycomb?
What was the song that sped the plow?
To the joyful song of the Harvest Home?
So sweet, so fair, are the days of youth;
So full of promise, so gay of song;
To the lilt of joy and the dream of love
Right merrily go the hours along.
But yet in the harvest time of life
We never wish for its spring again.
We have tried our strength and proved our
heart;
Our hands have gathered their golden gain.
We have eaten with Sorrow her bitter bread,
And Love has fed us with honeycomb.
Sweet youth, we can never weep for thee,
When Life has come to its Harvest Home.
When the apples are red on the topmost
We do not think of their blossoming hour,
When the vine hangs low with its purple
fruit,
We do not long for its pale green flower.
So, then when hopes of our spring at last
Are found in the fruit of the busy brain,
In the heart’s sweet love in the hands’ brave
toil,
We shall not wish for our youth again.
Ah, no! we shall say with a glad content;
“After the years of our hard unrest,
Thank God for our ripened hopes and toil!
Thank God, the Harvest of Life is best.”
—[Amelia E. Barr in Independent.
“ALL IN THE FAMILY."
A detective’s story.
One of the hardest things in detective
life is for the officer to be obliged to re
port on family matters. No matter how
long he has been in the business, or how
fireproof he has become, the detective
who can make a report which he knows
will break up a family and bring wretch
edness to half a dozen persons, is a scarce
article. That is, he will report to his
chief verbally or by letter, and thus let
the information get to those who hunger
for it and yet dread to hear the truth.
A fair share of the detective business
of every city in the land hinges upon fam
ily matters, and the work done seldom
appears in print, or if the newspaper re
porters get hold of the circumstance, the
particulars are kept away from them.
For a long term of years my assignments
as a detective connected with the force
in one of our large cities, were entirely
of this character, and some of the inci
dents can be related without injury to
any one’s feelings. I did not associate
with the criminal detectives at all, and
the majority of them did not know me
by name.
One morning I was sent for by the
Chief to take up a new case, and when I
entered his office I found a lady present.
She was a woman not over 25 years of
age, handsome, educated, and a society
ornament. She was the second wife of
a rich old wholesale merchant whom I
will call Williams. They had been mar
ried about a year and a half, and it was
said that it was a love match. She had
come to headquarters in her own carriage
in broad daylight to tell her story to the
Chief and seek the services of a detective.
I may tell you that I was prejudiced in
her favor from the very first glance. She
was one of those women whose every
word is of interest, and whose
every gesture has a touch of art
lessness in it. And she could
shed big tears, and catch little
sobs, and put such a look into her brown
eyes as would make even an old detec
tive almost want to die for her. At hen
her story had been simmered down it
amounted to this: For some time past
she had been missing jewelry and sums
of money. A private detective had been
employed, but had met with no success
in discovering the thief. One robbery
included a valuable diamond ring; an
other a pair of earrings; a third the sum
of S4OO in gold: a 'fourth the .sum of
S3OO in greenbacks. About ten days
previous to her visit a package of $12,000
had been taken from her husband's sec
retary, and at the same time she had
missed a diamond brooch from her dress-
ing case. One of the regular detectives
had been working on this last steal for
over a week, and was still at it, although
he had thus far been unable to secure a
clue.
It was not only natural that Mrs. Wil
liams should be interested in the recov
ery of the property, but that her great
interest should lead her to call at head
quarters to consult with the chief.
In fact, her husband was con
fined to his room by an attack of
gout, and, for all we knew to the
contrary, it was by his advice that she
came. It would appear sharper in me to
say that I suspected something wrong
from the very start, but honesty compels
me to say that I didn’t. When she had
departed the chief said to me:
“This looks like a very simple case,
and I can’t see why Taylor has not
picked up some clue. The robberies
have been perpetrated by some of the
servants, and I’ll give you a fortnight to
trap the guilty party.”
I was at liberty to consult Taylor
The only servants who had access to the
bedroom were the chambermaid and the
butler. This last personage had no right
there, of course, but having the run of
the house he could slip into the room.
Taylor had suspected him, rather than
the chambermaid, and had devoted his
whole time to watching the man. Noth
ing but disappointments had turned up.
The butler had the best of recommenda
tions, was without vices of any sort, and
a search of his effects had brought noth
ing to light which could implicate him.
It was agreed that I should look out for
the chambermaid, and I put in a week
on the case to find out that she also had
the best of recommendations, and that
the probabilities were all in her favor.
If it was true that either of the servants
had committed the robberies, it was
likewise true that they had covered their
tracks so well that we had no hopes of
making an arrest. I worked on the case
three •weeks, and then abandoned it.
Mrs. Williams seemed much more dis
appointed than her husband over my
failure, and she shed tears of vexation
when informed that I was to drop the
case, or at least to cease active work. I
meant to keep the butler and chamber
maid under surveillance for a time
longer, but I could not promise that any
thing would come of it.
The third day after this, Fate played
me a curious trick. I had dropped into
a family restaurant for a plate of oysters,
and not caring to have comers and goers
study my face, I went up stairs to be
served in one of the little rooms or stalls.
I had devoured my oysters and drunk my
coffee when a lady and gentleman en
tered the next stall on the right, and it
wasn’t ten seconds before I recognized
Mrs. Williams’ voice. The man’s iden
tity I also soon established by his tones.
He was a handsome, dissipated chap
named Raynor, known in all the clubs as
a great spendthrift, and reported to the
police as a reckless gambler. The pair
were scarcely seated in the stall when
the lady said :
“Will, I can do no more for you. I
have robbed myself, stolen from my
husband, and perjured myself to the
officers to help you out of your troubles.
You are no sooner out of one trou
ble than you bring another upon your
self.”
“Softly, sister Nell, softly!” chided
the man. “I have always been kind to
you. I have always been the best
brother in the world. Give me a chance.
I was horribly in debt. You have come
to my aid in a grand way. and God will
bless you for it.”
“Hush, Will! God cannot bless me
for stealing from my husband to pay
your gambling debts. Do you know
the value of that package I gave you the
night you came and threatened to com
mit suicide?”
“About $12,000, I believe, and it
helped me out of three or four bad
scrapes.”
“And I thought it was only $200! Oh,
brother, I am afraid you arc down to
ruin.”
“Pooh! pooh! Nell, I am no worn
than hundreds of others who are sowing
their wild oats. Make a rake of a couple
of thousand for me this week, and I'll j
go to Europe and remain away until I
can steady down.”
“I cannot do it. I can’t even raise
$50.”
“But you must. It’s either "Europe for
me or a bullet through my head.”
With that I walked in on the pair. A
few words had made the case as plain as
day. While it was “all in the family,”
as the saying is, and while there was no
probability that the dissolute brother
would be punished, I did not rest until
he had been taken into Williams’s pres
ence and made to confess all. The vic
tim had no desire to resort to the courts,
but he was a man of considerable temper,
and his remarks were anything but com
plimentary. I left the house in company
with the brother, and as we gained the
walk he asked:
“Do you think the old man would
shell out a couple of thousand for me?”
“You must be crazy,” I replied.
“Then the game is up, and here’s
good-by to you!” he exclaimed, and be
fore I could lift a hand he had pulled a
pistol and sent a bullet into his head.—
[New York Sun.
0
The Judge and His Children.
There is a judge in this city who loves
his three children better than he loves
his life. During the summer months he
lives in Westchester county. After fin
ishing his work in town he has been in
the habit of going home and playing
wdth the children with the utmost free
dom, even getting down upon his knees
and carrying the children upon his
broad back. A short time ago a sister
of the judge visited him, and brought
1 her three children with her. One of
■ them was taken ill with the diphtheria,
i and to preserve the other little ones from
possible contagion they were sent to this
city. The judge, like the hero he is, re
mained to help his sister take care
of the sick child One after
• another, each of the sister’s
children were taken down with the fatal
disease, but all through her fearful siege
the Judge stood manfully by her. But
j the Judge’s heart ached for a sight of his
own offspring, and so one day he slipped
down to the house in which the children
were domiciled. He knew that it would
be dangerous for his children to come
into personal contact with him, and so,
after dark, he looked through the blinds
at them while at play. The sight was
too much for the big, tender-hearted
Judge, and he turned away to return to
Westchester county. He got as far as
the gate, when his affection for his little
ones overcame him again, and he re
sumed his vigil at the window. While
gazing at their gambols the big tears
rolled down his face, and his arms itched
to enfold them, but he was forced to
leave without the coveted embraces of
his little ones.—[New York Sun
A Pleasant Time.
“I have spent a most delightful even
ing, Miss Breezy,” remarked young Mr.
Waldo of Boston. “To a gentleman far
away from home an hour or two such as
I have passed is peculiarly grateful and
refreshing.”
“Thanks, awfully!” responded Miss
Breezy.
“As it Is quite early,” went on Mr.
Waldo, “I would be very glad if you
and your mother would go with me for a
little ice cream.”
“Thanks,”said the young lady bright
ly. I presume mamma is agreeable, and
as for myself, Mr. Waldo, my mouth Is
always wide open for that sort of thing.’
Sleeping Alone.
It is very much healthier to sleep
alone. The unhealthfulness of two per
sons occupying the same bed very much
depends on the physical condition of
cither or both. If one is diseased, in
jury to the other is sure to result. The
practice Is unhealthful because the ex
halations from the body of one come in
contact with and are absorbed by the
skin of the other, and because each one
must, of necessity, breathe some of the
air which has been breathed by the
other, and consequently rendered im
pure.—[Herald of Health.
The dried codfish is the only animal
that wean its shirt open on the back.
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PEARLS OF THOUGHT.
Evil often triumphs but never con
quers.
A sorrowing saint is better than a
tinging sinner.
Speaking without thinking is shooting
without aiming.
A man without self-restraint is like
a barrel without hoops and tumbles to
pieces.
Better to be despised for too anxious
apprehensions, than ruined by too confi
dent security.
Whoever makes home seem to the
young dearer and more happy is a pub
lic benefactor.
He, who is most slow in making a
promise, is the most faithful in the per
formance of it.
The greatest event in a hen’s life is
made up of an egg and a cackle. But
eagles never cackle.
He that cannot forgive others breaks
the bridge over which he must pass him
self ; for every man has need to bo for
given.
Good temper, like a sunny day, sheds
a brightness over everything. It is
the sweetener of toil and the soother of
disquietude.
True love is better than glory; and a
tranquil fireside, with the woman of
your heart seated by it, the greatest
good the gods can send.
The essence of true nobility is neglect
of self. Let the thought of self pass in,
and the beauty of great action is gone,
like the bloom from a soiled flower.
■„— r
A Floating Palace. '
W. K. Vanderbilt’s yacht, says the
New York World, cost somewhere be
tween $750,000 and $1,000,000. She is
the most elegantly and luxuriously ap
pointed yacht afloat. On the hurricane
deck, below the pilot house, is a spacious
smoking room, beautifully finished in
mahogany. An extension table occupies
the centre of this apartment, and vcl/et
cushioned scats extend around the sides.
On the saloon deck is a wonderfully ar
ranged system of rooms, in which every
device is employed to economise space
without conveying any suggestion of
cramping Directly below the smoking
room is a well lighted and elegantly ap
pointed nursery for the millionaire’s
children. The staterooms, 16 in num
ber, with accommodations for 25 persons,
are arranged about the nursery, and ex
tend aft nearly to the stern. They are
as far superior to the staterooms of an
ocean steamship as those of an ordinary
yacht arc to the cabin of a trading ves
sel. They are variously finished in cherry
and walnut, and supplied with dressing
cases, wardrobes, colored marble basins,
running water, and every modern appli
ance for adding to the comfort and con
venience of the occupant. Among these
are bathtubs sunk in the floor, covered
by trap doors that give no idea of their
existence, and fitted with contrivances
for taking hot or cold, fresh or salt water
baths at will. The dining room is a spa
cious apartment beautifully finished in;
white and gold, and capable of comfort
ably seating 50 persons. A passage from
the dining saloon leads past the engine,
where a settee is provided for those who
may wish to see it work, to the library**
a charming apartment finished in French .
walnut. It is an evidence of the com*,
pleteness of the yacht’s appointments
say that she Is provided with the means “
of making all of the ice required on*,
board of her.
The Strongest Butter. • .
Gov. Seward used to tell a f tosy about
Gov. Draper, who was dining one dayai
the Congress Hall Hotel, where the but
ter happened to be particularly rank.
“Here, John,” said Draper to a favorite
waiter who was standing behind him,
“John, take this butter away; some peo
ple like their butter stronger than
others." John took the plate, held it up
to his no*c a moment with the air of a
connoisseur, then put it back again in
its place, and observed in a firm voice:
••Misther Draper, that is the .(rongest
butter in the house,”—[American Grocer.
NO. 44.