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®he Smwniwh uvibunc. Published by the Tmvn PabllsM»< Oo 1 J. H. DEVKAUX, ltau.au. I R. W. WHITE, Bouottob. VOL. 11. NEWLY FITTED UP. laborinFws home 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 JOB PRINTING *» —<lo TO THB— 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 Che us a call. 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. (♦1.25 Per Annnm; 75 cents tor Six Months; < M cents Three Month*; Single Copie* 5 cent*' -In Advance. 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.