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VOL. 11.
JTEWLY FITTED UP.
LABORINgIS’S home
Restaurant & Lodging,
Wm. B. Brown, Proprietor,
189 Bryan St., SAVANNAH, GA,
Meals at all hours. Choicest brands of
Nines, Hguors and cigars always on hand.
BETNIXETOT’S
HUMAN HAIR EMPORIUM.
Ladies’ and Gents’ wigs made to order.
Also Fronts, Toupees, Waves, Curl£
Frizzes and Hair Jewelry. We root and
make up ladies’ own combings in any
desirable style. We have character Wigs
and 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 al!
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.
GREEN GROCERY.
HENRY FIELDS
THE OLD RELIABLE
GRFEN 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.
Goods delivered if desired.
FOB GOOD
JOB PRINTING
—4O TO TM*—
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
Give us a cal!.
SAVANNAH. GA.. SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 24.1887.
When Janie Milked the Tows.
i he daisy held her dainty cup
To catch the dew drops bright;
The beo had kissed the clover bobs,
And bade them all good night;
I he katydid had tuned her song
Among the apple boughs,
And farther stretched the shadows long,
When Janie milked the cows.
The swallows flitted here and there,
The bat had left his bower,
The primrose with a bashful air,
Unclosed her petaled flower,
The whippoorwill his plaintive tale
Proclaimed ’neath wooded boughs,
And twilight dropped her dusky veil,
While Janie milked the cows.
And Ben, the plow-boy, strolling by,
Conies through the open bars,
While softly in the western sky
Shine out the tranquil stars.
And while the corn blades whisper low,
Two lovers pledge their vows,
Amid the twilight's purple glow,
Wjjile Janie milked the cows.
* * * *
A little cottage, snug andaew,
With hop vines at the door;
The sunbeams, peeping softly through
Lie dancing on the floor.
And when the first pale evening stars
Shine through the forest boughs,
Young farmer Ben, beside the bars.
Helps Janie milk the cows.
—Helen Whitney Clarke.
The Angel of the Crimea.
Sixty years ago, in the city of Florence,
Italy, a little girl was born, daughter of
William Nightingale, a rich land owner.
The little girl was named Florence, for
the city of her birth. Most of her time
she spent at her father’s home in Eng
land, where he instructed her carefully
in her studies. She grew up a well
educated girl, pretty and rich; but she
did not care to be a painter, or a poetess,
or a singer. All her thought seemed to
be how she might please and help those
about her who needed help or comfort.
She was fond of all the animals, and
so gentle, that they seemed to be equally
fond of her. One day she found in the
cottage of an old shepherd a favorite
sheep-dog Cap, whose leg had been so
badly hurt by a stone that his master
thought it was broken and he would
have to hang the poor creature to put
him out of pain. But Florence went to
see the dog, and found that the leg was
not broken, only very much bruised and
swollen. She found an old flannel petti
coat and tore it into strips; then wrung
them out in hot water and laid them ten
derly on poor Cap’s swollen leg. In a
few days he was well again and able to
tend his sheep.
Sometimes Florence's family passed a
season in London; and here, instead of
giving all her time to concerts and par
ties, she would visit hospitals and be
nevolent institutions. When the family
traveled in Egypt she came across several
sick Arabs, and took care of them until
they were well. No doubt these poor
Arabs thought the English girl was a
saint sent down from heaven.
By-and-by she began to realize the
need of studying the business of taking
care of the sick; just as one would study
medicine, or law, or any other profes
sion ; and as her family traveled in Italy
and France and Germany,she visited the
different asylums and hospitals, care
fully noting the treatment given in each.
Then she spent several months in a great
hospital on the Rhine, and took a thor
ough course of instruction, so that when
she came back to her home in England
she knew more about taking care of sick
people than most of the doctors. In
London there was a hospital for sick
governesses; but nobody seemed very
interested in these poor overworked
teachers, and lhe hospital was about to
fail for lack of means. But Florence
Nightingale took hold of the enterprise,
and gave her time and money to it for
several years, until by her efforts it was
at last made prosperous.
Then came that war against Russia
which took place on the peninsula of
Crimea. England sent out shiploads of
men to the Black Sea to figh||With Rus
-1 sia; but in the hurry to get away very
little thought was taken to provide
• proper food or clothing, and in the des
i date country to which they went both
'men and animals suffered. After the
1 first winter cholera broke out, and in
one camp it was so terrible that twenty
men died in twenty-four hours. During
the stormy weather matters were worse;
water sometimes a foot deep in the tents;
the trenches turned into dykes, and the
men obliged to wade in them twelve
hours at a time without warm or water
proof clothing—and dying by hundreds
without help or care, save from their
comrades iu misery; the sick tended by
the sick; the dying by the dying. Dur
ingone fearful winter, with snow three
feet thick, many were frozen in their
tents; and, out of forty-live thousand,
more than eighteen thousand were re
ported in the hospitals—more of the sick
than the wounded.
The English nation was aroused at this
state of things. Money was ready, but
money was not everything. The secre
tary of war knew that a woman’s baud
’and a woman’s brain was needed at the
Crimea; but would a rich, refined lady
-—herself in frail health—leave her home
and go thousands of miles to live in
feverish hospitals where there were only
men, and care for the sick and dying?
At last the secretary of war wrote to
Florence Nightingale: “There is only
one person in England capable of organ
izing and directing such a plan. I have
this simple question to ask: Could you
go out yourself and take charge of
everything? You will have absolute au
thority over all the nurses; unlimited
power to draw on the government; and
I think I may assure you of the co-oper
ation of the medical staff. Your per
sonal qualities, your knowledge, and
your authority in administrative affairs,
all fit you for this position.
This was true. It was a great work
to be performed. It needed a great
woman and one who was qualified in
every direction. In fact it needed
Florence Nightingale and she went. For
a year and a half till the close of the war
she did a wonderful work, reducing the
death rate in the Barrack Hospital from
60 per cent, to a little above one per
cent. Said the London Tinies corres
pondent: “She is a ‘ministering angel,’
without any exaggeration in these hos
pitals, and as her slender form glides
quietly along each corridor, every poor
fellow’s face softens with gratitude at
the sight of her.” One of the soldiers
wrote home: “She would speak to one
and another, and nod and smile to many
more; but she could not doit to all, you
know, for we lay there by hundreds ;but
we could kiss her shadow as it fell, and
lay our heads on the pillows again con
tent.” Another wrote home: “Before
she came there was cussin’ and swearin’,
and after that it was as holy as a church."
No wonder she was called the “Angel
of the Crimea.” Once she was prostrat
ed with fever but recovered after a few
weeks.
Finally the war came to an end. Lon
don was preparing to give Miss Nightin
,gale a royal welcome, when, lo! she took
passage on a French steamer, and reached
Lea Hurst, unbeknown to any one.
There was a murmur of disappointment
at first, but the people could only«honor
all the more the woman who wished no
blare of trumpets for her humane acts.
Queen Victoria sent for her to visit her
at Balmoral, and presented her with a
valuable jewel. The Sultan sent her a
magnificent bracelet, and the Govern
ment, $250,000, to found a school for
nurses at St. Thomas' Hospital. Since
the war Miss Nightingale has never been
in strong health, but she has written
several valuable books.—[Treasure
Trove.
How Indians Poison their Arrows.
It was a long time before Friday came,
and I began to think that he was going
to disregard my summons, and was get
ting angry, when he suddenly put in an
appearance. I explained to him what I
wished to know, and without the slight
est hesitation be said to the venerable
arrow maker:
“Tell my brother all about the poi
soned arrows."
“Well,” said the old man, “first we
take a bloated yellow rattlesnake in Au
gust, when he is most poisonous, and tie
him with a forked stick to a stake; then
[w» tease him until he is in a rage. This
i is done by passing a switch over bis
body from his Lead to bh tail. When
he thresheo the ground with lus body
and his ©yes grow bright and sparkle
like diamonds, we kill a deer, autelope
or some other small animal, and tear
ing out the liver throw it to the snaks
while it is warm and the blood is still
coursing through it. The reptile will
strike it again and again, and pretty soon
it will turn black. When he tires the
snake is teased again, and he is induced
to sink his fangs into the soft flesh until
all the poison has been extracted from
him and the liver Is reeking with it. lie
is then killed, and the liver lifted with a
sharp pole, for so dangerous is it no one
dares to touch it. The liver is let lie for
about an hour, when it will be a jet
black and emit a sour smell. Arrows are
then brought and their iron heads
pushed into the liver up to the shaft.
They are left sticking there for about an
hour and a half, when they are with
drawn and dried in the sun. A thin
glistening yellow scum adheres to the
arrow, and if it so much as touches the
raw flesh it is certain to poison it to
death.” ’
I asked if Indians still used poisoned
arrows. “No,” he replied, “no man,
Indian or white man, for years past has
been shot with these arrows, and they
are no longer made.—[Omaha Republi
can.
Worms that Eat Steel Rails.
The existence Jias just been discovered
of a detestable microbe which feeds upon
iron with as much gluttony as the phyl
loxera upon the vine. Some time ago
the greatest consternation existed among
the engineers employed on the rail
way at Hagen by the accidents oeci’irring
always at the same place, proving that
some terrible defect must exist either
in the material or the construction of
the rails. The German Government di
rected an inquiry to be made and a Com
mission of Surveillance to be formed for
the purpose of maintaining constant
watch at the spot where the accidents
—one of them attended with loss of
life—had occurred. It was not, how
ever, until after six months had elapsed
that the surface of the rails appeared to
be corroded, as if by acid, to the extent
of 100 yards. The rail was taken up and
broken, and it was perceived that it was
literally hollowed out by a thin gray
worm, to which the qualifleatioa of
“railoverous” was assigned, and by
which name it is to be classed in natural
history. The worm is said to be two
centimetres in length and of the size of
the prong of a silver fork iu circum
ference. It is of a light gray color, and
on the head carries two little glands
filled with a corrosive secretion, which
is ejected every ten minutes u|xiu the
iron. This liquid renders the iron soft
and spongy, and of the color of rust, and
it is then greedily devoured by the in
sect. “There is no exaggeration,” says
the official report of the commission, “in
the assertion that this creature, for its
kind, is one of the most voracious kind,
for it has devoured thirty-six kilo
grammes of rail in a fortnight.”—
Diamonds in Georgia.
A diamond of considerable siae, we
are informed, was found in this county
not Jong since, that has been variously
estimated by experts to be worth from
SI2OO to SISOO. It is being set in
its rough state, and will be on exhibition
soon. Fine diamonds have been found
in this county and large quantities of
flexible sandstone, the matrix of the
diamond, appears in many places, it is
therefore reasonable to infer that many
of these precious stones will yet be found
here whenever they are sought for by
those would know them when seen.
—[Gainesville (Ga.) Record..
Not Necessary.
Neighbor—Wlmt beautiful hens you
have, Mrs. Stuck up.
Mrs. Stuckup—Yes, they ure all im
ported fowls.
Neighbor—You don’t tell me so; I
suppose they lay eggs every day?
Mrs. Stuckup (proudly)—They could
do so if they saw proper,but my circum
stances are such that my hens are not re
quired to lay eggs every day.—[Texas
Siltings.
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Alaska's Giant Glacier.
At about five o'clock we came in sight
o' the Muir Glacier, which presented a
solid wall across the bay, white, massive
and majestic, says an Alaska comspon
dent to the San Francisco Bulletin. It
seemed in its cold grandeur like the re
pose of some monster beast not yet
wakened from its night's slumber. At
nine o’clock we anchored and the pas
sengers were lauded on th© adjacent
shore, when a stampede at once began
for the glacier, and every soul climbed
its rugged sides. This feat involved
neither risk nor danger, the surface
was rough, sometimes gravelly, occa
sionally muddy, and often Steep, but
always perfectly safe except from the
possible consequences of a bruised knee
or a sprained ankle, and the proof of
this is that everybody (men, women and
children) climbed as high as they could
go, and all got down and back to the
steamer without a single accident.
Standing below and looking up into tho
face of that shimmering mass, one is re
minded of the flight of the Israelites,the
parting of the waters of the Red Sea and
the fate of Pharaoh. The creeping of
glaciers is an established fact in physi
cal history, and this one is said to be a
living one, advancing at the rat© of 15-
inches a year, but it encroaches no far
ther on the sea, and never advances be
yond its present boundary, because the
temperalure of the water is so much
warmer thim the ice, that as it cravflx
into the sea it perpetually melts below
and breaks off above. The breaking
and falling of the ice is accompanied by
detonating reports, and it is an interest
ing sight to witness. Sometimes a small
piece of only a few pounds and other
times the face of a whole encarptuent
weighing tons, now a projection, gives
way, and then a peak topples over, all,,
of which keeps up an agitated sea at its
base with mimic waves.
Bound to Get the Book.
A former old bachelor, of Spruce
street, who is a great lover of books,
employed an old woman to take care of
his rooms. The work of arranging and
dustiqg the library led Martha to be
smitten with a taste for reading, She
began to spend all lier earnings in buy
ing books. Not long ago she entered
the library with a parcel of books picked
up at a book stall. Iler employer, seiz
ing one of the books, exclaimed: *’How
much did you give for this?”
“Thirty cents,” replied Martha.
“Thirty cental Why, this book is
worth $3000,” cried the collector. “I’ll
give you $5 for it." r
“You have just told me, sir, it is
worth $3060. I will not sell it for less.”
The book was a first edition, ex
tremely rare, of Montaigne. The servant*
would not take lew than S3OOO. Thia
was more than the bookworm would
agree to pay for it. He thought thxr
matter over for a month. Finally said
he to himself: “This woman takes good
care of me. She seems to have the same
passion for old books that I have. Why
should I not marry her? I should then,
have my Montaigne.” He popped the
question, was accepted, and the old
servant brought him the book byway of
a dowry.—[Philadelphia News.
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The Meaning of Idaho.
Those who have wandered among the
Rockies and gazed upon the summits of
the great Snowy range before the sun
had climbed high enough to turn the
crystal rivers into silver and light up the
plains with glory, have seen in the dim
light of the dawning day the white
peaks suddenly gleaming as though the
gates of the other world had opened and
a flood of the radiance from within had
been permitted to fall on the snow; so
high up that the footsteps of man and
the dust of the world have never beent
able to contaminate it. The sheen is
brighter than the stars on the sea, and
the dazzling splendor of jewels cannot
compare with it. This glittering ap
pearance is called by the Indiana! ,<
“Idaho," mid the nearest the
language can express it is “the pern of
the mountains,” with which name the
territory seems to have been »S>- ■
du wed. —[Good <Jhevr. • -.a
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