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She Cinvimni'ili Scibnnc. Jh® Traunra Publishiw Oo ) JT. H. DEVEAUZ, Maxvaaa. ' f R. W. WHITE, Soijoitob. VOL. 11. NEWLY FITTED TJP. LABORINfiIii’S HOME Restaurant & Lodging, Wm. B. Brown, Proprietor, 182 Bryan St., SAVANNAH, GA, Meals at all hours. Choicest brands of rises, liquors and cigars Always on hand. "BENNETT’S HUMAN HAIR EMPORIUM. I Ladies’ 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 desirable style. We have character Wigs sad 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. JOIN K’S 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. GREEN GROCERY. HENRY FIELDS THE OLD RELIABLE GREE> 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 fresh Beef, Veal, Mutton. Pork, Fish, Poultry, Eggs, Game and all kinds of Vegetables. Prices reasonable —to suit the times. Goods delivered if desired. PRINTING OF EVERY DESCRIPTION. *T TRE OFFICE 0F T H [ S PAPER Circulars, Bill Heads, ■’ • Letter Heads Mopes, Business Cards, i Statements. 4 Posters, And in fact everything in the Job Printing line neatly and cheopij ex ecuted at short notice SAVANNAH, GA.. SATURDAY, OCTOBER 8.1887. Golden Rod. Bid’rt thou the summer hasten. The fields and hillsides glisten With early snowflakes fallen, Midsummer gulden rod. WouJd'st banish crim sou clover, The blackbird and the plover. Whilst thou broad fields reign over With golden rod. lake sunshine is thy face; Modest and sweet thy gnu»; Yet thou and all thy race i Weird heralds are. Thou tell's!/of wind and cloud, Tempest and thunder loud. Dark forms of demons proud, Dread winter’s sway. Delay still yet. a while; Force not, on us thy smile, 8o sweet, so full of guile! Thou golden rod. Later we'll welcome thee. When from each shrub and tree. No more comes forth the glee Os festive song. When summer skies grow pal.», Whan autumn breeses wail, Thau gladly thee we’ll hail, Bright golden rod. —[Boston Pilot. JACK’S REFORMATION. Jack was full of clams and beer. The beer was nothing new in Jack’s experi ence, but the clams were something of a novelty to him. He had been spending the day at Gleij Island, and had par taken so freely of both the solid and the liquid that, he was puzzled an to which to attribute his unisteady gait. It was I o'clock in the morning. He had just left the elevated railroad and was zig zagging hotneward with his white, hat on the back of his head and his hands in his pockets, singing softly to himself: The man in the moon is looking, love: He’s winking, love; he’s blinking, love; And each little star will tell Here Jack ran against a tree and lost the thread of his song. After recover ing his hat, which had roiled in the gut ter, Jack resumed his journey, and turning up a quiet side street climbed up a front stoop and sat down upon the topmost step. The moon was shining brightly and paling the street lamps. The horizon was lit up with a glow like that of a prairie tire, and the chimneys across the way stood out black and dis tinct against the glowing background. From far down the street he could hear a party of sere nailers singing an old song which sounded familiar to him. Jack was beginning to get sobered. He put his hollowed hand behind his ear and listened. Yes, although he could not hear the words, the serenaders were so far away, ho could supply them him self: There’s a heart boating for somebody, Lighting the home he loves best, Warming the bosom of somebody— Warming the bosom of somebody, oh! and the 1 ‘oh” came wafted down the street in a tuneful little cadence which died away like a sob in the distance. The song brought to Jack’s remem brance an old-fashioned farmhouse on a Vermont hillside. There were horse hair chairs in the room and a picture of Washington and his family on the wall. In the corner stood a little melodeon with a squeaky bellows, the complaining of which he could hear even now through all the intervening years. Be fore the melodeon sat a young girl whose blue scarf matched the color of her eyes and who was playing the very tune he had just heard. The “ohl at the end of the song came softly to him out of the past and it seemed to Jack to have something of regret in it. Jack took oil his hat and ran his hands through his hair He lapsed into remi niscence again, ami rem 'inhered how he had married the blue-eyed girl and brought her to the big roaring city; how the babies had come one after another until they hail three; now his little woman’s eyes had lost some of their lus tre from weeping, and how he stayed out late o’ nights drinking beer when he should have been home looking alter the welfare of his wife and babies. By this time Juk was thor- ougly sobered and repentant. He felt in his pock* t for his latchkey, but the key wasn’t th' re. He didn’t care to ring the bell, because he was afraid of his wife’s anger. The window had been left up because the night was warm, but he thrust his hands between the blind slats and tried to undo the fastening. A low growl made him withdraw his hand quickly. Then it. occurred to him that it was only his setter dog, and he whistled softly to the dog and the ani mal whined a recognition. After strug gling with the fastening until he suc ceeded in unfastening the window he lodged on the window sill when he tried to climb in, and, loaded as he was, teetered back and forth, at. the immi nent risk of tumbling into the stone basement below. At last he rolled into the room with a thump which shook the whole house. He had just gathered up his bruised body and placed it upon the sofa when the door opened and his wife made her appearance. “So you've, returned, have youj’ said she .sarcastically, while her eyes blazed like ardent coals. “The baby is sick with the croup up stairs, but of course you don’t case anything about; that. We might all be taken down with the chol era and you wouldn’t know anything about it. I suppose you’ve had a very pleasant time to-day with your friends, and are as drunk as usual. This thing has gone on as long as it is possible io last. Get down, Rover. 1 could curse you, sir. Even the dog is a better pro tector than you are. I hate you. That’s what. I think you.” and she struck him a blow in the. face with the flat of her hand which made his head ring. “Oh, you deceitful wretch, if I had a pistol I would shoot you,” she continued. Jack gritted his teeth together and clenched his hands. Ho half arose from the sofa, and then his good sense pre vailed and he resumed hie scat. The door closed with a bang behind his wife, and he was left alone in the room with the dog. “Old fellow*” said Jack, taking the dog’s silky ears in his handsand looking down into the dog's brown eyes, “old fellow, things is getting mighty warm around here, aren’t they?” The dog thumped his tail and emitted a short bark. “Anil somebody's to blame, eh, old i fellow?” The dog put his forepaws on Jack’s knees and whined. “The little woman exaggerates my weaknesses, but in the main she’s about right. What d’ye think?" That unfailing barometer of a dog’s emotion, his tail, played a tattoo on the floor and he executed a dance on the parlor carpet inviting a frolic. “No, Rover, there’s no funny business about this. This affair is serious. There’s got to be a reformation. You 1 remember old man Luther had a refer ; mation, don’t you? Yes, I suppose you ■ do. Well, here’s what’s going to re- ■ form; going to give up beer and clams i and stayin' out nights. Back, old' fel- I low, lie down in the corner," said as he opened the door on a crack and listened. A faint sound as of fobbing ' came down the stairs. Jack clo-cd the door and resumed his seat. “It’s raining up stairs. I’m afraid the little woman will get wet. Now, I’m going to take off-my shoes and see : if the roof leaks. You lie right down here in the corner md keep still till 1 come down," said Jack, speaking to th*' dog, who slunk off into the corner in a shamefaced way. Then Jack stole softly up stairs and t peeped into the room, where sat his wife with her face hidden in the !><• (clothes. She was sobbing vt -rni.iy and Jax s heart wio touche 1. Jack walked up to iirr and placed his hand upon her shoulder. “Little woman,” said he. Ixaider sob* but no answer. “Little woman,” he resumed, trying’ to swallow Lis throat, “I’ve l»eeu a big brute to you and the children, but if you'll try to overlook what I’ve done in the past I’ try and do better in the fu ture.” '•Oh, Jack. I drink you!" came from the bed-clothes in smothered accents. “Never mind th it, iitlle woman. It . didn't hurt me." Jack sat ‘io* i up l ”* lU- side of the « bed and drew his wife upo# bis knee. 3he hid her face upon shoulder, just as she had often done in the olden times in the house upon the Vermont hillside. “Do you think vou can give me an other chance?" said Jack. “It was all my fault, Jack, and I’m very sorry.” “Well, we’ll call it square then and start in again. What d’ye say?" “OK J:ft kI" was the ouly reply, and then there followed a sound which had something of sweetness and requital in it, and borne on the w ind from half a mile away came the refrain: Warming Uw bosom of somebody, oht I Queer Steam Engine. A prominent yachtsman of New York has just signed a contract by which he agrees to furnish the money for building a very novel sort of a steam engine. The inventor proposes to do no less than to construct, an engine which will exhaust back into the boiler instead of into a condenser or into the open air. He pro poses, in other words, that when the steam has pushed the piston through the full length of its stroke the piston shall then push the steam back into the boiler again. Tins sounds like the absurd proposition to build a perpetual motion machine, but. as the machine is explained by the inventor and the yachtsman it seems to be easily possible, and perhaps practical. Because the practicability of the scheme has yet to be tested the yachtsman decline# to al low his name to be used. The new machine consists of four sin gle cylinders, placed two on eaci) side of the shaft to be turned by them. The ! | two cylinders on each side, according to the present drawings, will be placed horizontally and one above the other, like the barrels of a double-barrelled shot-gun when the grin is lying on its side. The pistons in these cylinders are connected with the shaft in such away I that the piston iu the upper cylinder on ; one side works in conjunction with the i piston in tin? lower cylinder on the op I posite side. Steam being admitted to i either pair of cylinders, which thus act i together, the pistons are forced out to ; the end of their stroke as in any single I acting engine, and the shaft revolves half a turn. At the instant these piston ; reach the end of the stroke they are, oy means of cogs, two cams, and a link motion, uncoupled from the shaft and I connected with each other substantially. They then become, to all intents and ; purposes, one piston, with the steam from the toiler pressing equally on each ' side, and, therefore, balanced. The mo ment this happens the pistons of the. other t.w > cylinders are coupled to the i shaft, and the steam -ends them flying ; to the end of their stroke, thus keeping the shaft awhirling, and at the same I time shoving the other t«o pistons, now i equally balanced, to the head , of their cylinders. The second pair of pistons ►s having completed their stroke, they are uncoupled, and in turn treated as the first pair were. The theory, the yachtsman says, is all I right. But the intervention of cogs, I link motion, and two cams may make the machine .somewhat cumbersome, and, perhaps, slow motioned. That it will be: noisy is beyond dispute, but it is worth trying, the yachtsman thinks, to the extent of the |1(),000 which the trial machine is likely to cost, because if the steam can be exhausted back into the ' boiler, the lusts from friction, radiation, etc., will be so small that from 70 to 80 , per cent, of the fuel now used to <lrive a sb .mi engine will be saved. He "Sceiued” Embarrassed. ■ “Uncle James.” .said Miss Penelope Waldo of Boston, who is visiting iu the country : "I was out walking’hi> n.om- , lug, and young Mr. Smith, who was i with me, killed a snake. When 1 asked i him wiiat kind of s snake it was he I teemed cmbarras.se.i and changed the | subject.” “The only kind »f snake-s ws> hev i auout here, Penelope," -ai 1 h‘r Uncle I James, “is garter snakes." Then Mi s Waldo rcal.z-d the iuuutu delicacy of young Mr. Smith, uud wM| deeply grateful to him. H.rbeir (•1.26 Per Annnm; 76 cent# far Six Months; < 60 cents Tore# Months; Single Copit# I tt oent*- -In Adv ado#. PEARLS OF THOUGHT. —g Mind i* perpetual motion. As the parent so is the child, Ad is but lip wisdom which wants ex« poneuce. The first -hep in governing a child it to govern yourself. rhe order of.oiir needs should hu th c order of our work. Time spent in making home happy it never thrown away. 2 Good discipline is impossible with children unemployed. Many live ridiculously for fear of I > ing thought ridiculous. t.’hildren are encouraged by the appre bution of their parents. Convince the people you are in dead earnest if you would succeed. There is no place so high that an ant laden with gold cannot reach it. Those who blow the coals of others’ strife may chaucc to have the sparks fly in their faces. Injuries from friends fret and gall more, and the memory of t hem is not. so easily obliterated. Opportunities are very sensitive things; if you slight them on their first visit, you seldom see them again. To endeavor to work upon the vulgar with fine sense is like attempting to hew blocks of marble with a razor. The power of fortune is conferred only by the miserable; the happy impute ■all their success to prudence or merit. Good temper, like u sunny day, sheds a brightness over everything. It is the sweetener of toil and the soother of dis quietude. ■ The least degree of ambiguity which | leaves the mind in suspense as to the ] meaning, ought to be avoided with the greatest care. The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle if; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to stifle it. —Madame de Staci. Little Barefoot. The most distinguished belle at ihu Branch this week is from Hartford, writes a New York Sim correspondent. Shots pretty, but not wonderfully so;, she has cunning little ways, but so have the majority of Hu- maidens seen at the seashore; and she is iu no way far aliove the high American average of femininp attractiveness, save in her feel. Those members are not smaller than No. 4. but they are so shapely in urffmpaired out lines, so fine iu complexion, so utterly free from deformity or blemish, that al though people may not go miles to see, them—as they did the “Mikado” old maid's elbow - many go down to the shore at bathing time to admire them. They are famous. Lida is the only girl at her hotel who goes into the surf without slippers or stockings. Her mod est suit covers her ankles, but her hand some feet are bare. Nearly every year there comes an actress to Long Branch who distances all unprofessional com petition at the beach, but this time the little barefoot from Hartford is without rivalry, and, that too, without any sacrifice of the proprieties. biher Ejected By a Volcano.,* Professor Mallet ha* analyzed u speci men of volcanic u.<h collected on thA Pa- < cific coast in Ecuid- r. IJO miles Cotopaxi. Tbeaxh fell and formed ado posit to the depth of several inches. > The interesting feat ire in the tion of the material was the presence a small amount of silver, probably a*, silver chloride; several experiment* showed that silver was present to ‘the extent of 1 part in 83,61)0 of ash. This is the first time that silver has been identifi‘l in mat rial ejected from Javoj- * -ffl cano. All She I ould OfTer. - * Pedestrian —Madam, a hoy whom 1 am told is your son has just thrown a storus at me, causing a wound that is very painful. What are you going to do about it | * Mother--1 urrucaV—- [Atu sea. NO. 51.