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OLIVIA;
OR.
TEE DOCTOR'S TWO LOVES
BY THE AUTHOB OP
* The Second Mrs. Tdlotson * -Veret
Forgotten Etc., Etc.
far t '!.
( WAITER 111- [toiixm.ii.
Tt*- feeble light entering by tic door,
which I left open, showed me the old
womarvcomfortably asleep in her chair, but
n#t so the girl. I had told her when I laid
her down that she must lie quite still, and
she was obeying me implicitly. Her check
still rested upon my handkerchief, and/' he
broken iubi remained undisturbed uj the
pillow which I had placed under -t. But
her eves were wide open and shir-tog in Hit
dimness, and I fancied I could see her lip*
moving incessantly, though soundlessly. 1
laid my hand across her eyes. and felt the
long lashes brush against the Jlm, but th&
eyelids did not remain closed.
“You must go to sleep I said, speaking
distinctly and authoritatively, wondering at
the time how iuu h power my will would
have over her. Did I possess any of that
magnetic, trauquilizitig influence about
which Jack Senior and I had so often
laughed incredulously at Guy's? Her lips
moved fast: fo. now my eyes had grown
used to the dim light 1 could set her face,
plainly, but I could not catch a syllable oi
what she was whispering so busily to her
self.
Jv-ver bad I felt ho helpless aid discon
certed in the presence of u pulieu. I could
positively do nothing for her. The case
was not beyond my skill, but all medicinal
resources were beyond my retch. Sleep
she must, have, yet how was J todmitostei
it to her?
1 returned, troubled and iiitable, to
•earth once more iny empty p<£manteau.
Empty it was. except of the cun-lit num
ber of Punch, which my father lad con
siderately packed among the sp,liters for
iny Sunday evening reading. I flug it and
the bag across the kitchen, with n ejacu
lation not at all tl itteriug to Dortc Dobree,
nor in accordam-e with the fifth dmmand
ment. t
“What is the matter, Do' tor? inquired
Tardif. t
T told him in a few sharp word-, what ]
wanted to soothe my patient. L an in
stant he left his cooking and trust his
arm into his blue jacket again
“You can finish i! yourself. l)i,io>r liar
tin,” he said, hurriedly •, Til runner to
old Mother Renonf; she’ll have srjp herbs
or something to send mam zcllo o’qslcvp. ’
'bring her back with you," shouted
after him ns he spoil across he yard.
Mother lteuouf was no strung; to me.
While I was a boy she had clj-mad my
warts away, and healed the bribes which
were the inevitable consequent*, of cliff
elimbiug. 1 scarcely liked her jming in
to till up my and die 'envies, and 1 new our
application to her for help woulcbe inex
pressibly gratifying. But 1 ba no other
resource than to call her in afe fellow
practitioner, and 1 knew she woil make a
first-rate nurse, for which Snzaie Tardif
was unfitted by her deafness.
CHAPTER IV.
a itn At, t-RACri riONKr.
Mother ltenonf arrived from >e other
end of the island in tin in erectly short
tines borne along I y Tardif as ih > were
a whirlwind aud she a leaf cun*, in the
e.iUTent. She was a short, squat oWomnn.
with a skin tanned like leather. a kindly
tittk) blue eyes which twinkled witleligh't
ami pride.
\e, there they are. photograph some
** <y bruin, the WMuklcdf*' 1 ! '•,
Withered faces of the two old women, tit
watery eyes aud tooth ess months, with ■
ares as shupebm as the bowlders on ?
beaofi, watching bes do the bed where’
the white but tenderlv beautiful face of
young girl, with her' curls of glossy br
tossed about the pillow, and her lor
tremulous eyelashes making a shadow
her rounded cheek.
Mother Itenouf gave me a hearty lap •
the shoulder, and chuckled as merrily
the shortness of her breath after her n/i
course would permit. Tho few Engli.i
phrases she knew fell far short of expres
ug her triumph and exultation: but !w;
resolved to confer with hoi affably. My p,
iient’s case was too serious for m? to stun
upon my dignity.
Mother,’ I said, “have you any timph
to send this poor girl to sleep? Tardif to 1 ,
me you had taken her sprained ankle nm |
your charge. 1 find I have nothing \v .
me to induce sleep, and you can help uv
anyone can.”
"Leave her to me, my -lea? little docn/
she answered, a laugh gurgling in her thii
throat; “leave her to me. You have dor
TOiir part with the bones. 1 have 11c tone
at all for broken limits. th ugh my dthei
good man. could handle them with aiiv-100
tor in all the islands. But ill send her t
sleep for you, never fear.”
“ You will stay wi-h us all night?” t said
coaxiugly. “Suzanne is deaf, and cars an
of use in a sick-room, you know. 1 in.
tended to go to Gavey's, but I shall tkrov
myself down here on the fern bed, arcLyoi
cull me at any moment, if there is
There will be no need, she replied, in
of confidence. "My little mau'zelk
will be sound asleep in t-n min te s after
she has taken my draught.”
1 went into the room with her to hive s
h'xik r.t our patient. she Rul not itirvee
/et, but was precisely in the position in
whu l: 1 placed her after the operation wai
ended. there was something pejuliai
shout tiri-* which distressed me! I isketi
Mother Itenouf to move her gently ami
bring her face more toward me. f heram
:ug eyes opened widely as soon as -E> fell
Tie old woman’s arm under h<-r. and she
.ookeu up. with a flash of intelligence, into
my face. 1 st, oped down to catch the .vhi
vs itii which hts - iips vrt*i e moving,
lou P,lu me not to stir, she murmured.
. " 1 s.dd: "but you are not u> lie st 1!
hli you are cramped and stiff. Are vju iu
much pain now?”
He told me not to stir,” muttered the
niched lips again "not to stir. I must
‘ie ■quite still, quite still, quite still:”
T.-e feeble voice died awav us she whis
pered the last words, but her lips went on
moving :.s if she was repenting them to
Jt.rsi ; st: 1. ( ert.iiuiy there was mischief
acre'. My but order, given jusi before her
mine begaii tv> wander, had taken posses
u°i; o* her brain and retained authority
over tier will. There was a pathetic obedi
\r._ her perfe -t immobility, united with
the shifting, restless glance' of her eves
““ * l . ie v’.-asclesix ripple of movement
Umu: her mouth, which made me trebly
anxious and uneasy. A dominant idea had
hold upon he* wkieh prove
dangerous. 1 was gi.uf when Mother Ho
nour nnd Duished stew in-; her vieooction of
ooppyhemts. a.d brought the nauseous
Iraught t.. • tje gjy. to drink.
But wuetlrer ;he poppyLeuds had lost
Uien 'inae. or our ]Ktient s nervous con
dition hail become too eiitieal, too full of
excitement and disturbance, T cannot tell.
i>orta*n Tiiitt she was not sleepini' in
let: minutes' or in an h nrV time. 'Old
Dame Tardif went off to her bedroom, and
■woaier i.euouf took v, : ) ; 3Ct . i,v t^e ~
side Tardif could cot he persuaded to
k ase the kitchen, though l > appeared to
b ' heavily, waking up at in
terval. and Matting with terror at the l ast
For mvself 1 >oura?lv slept at all.
though I found the tern bed a tokrablv
eonif. rtthle testing pla.
f :.: gale that Tardif La i foieto'd cv.ni
' T:tt violence about the middle of toe
i; -a;. The wind howkd up the long, nar
ro* ravine like a pack of wolves; might*
storms of hail and run beat in torrents
against the windows, and tire sea luted np
it- voice w.tli unmistakable energy. Now
and again a stronger gust than the others
appeared to threaten lo carry off the
thatched roof bodily and leave us exposed
to the tempest, with on'y the thick stone
walls about us, and the latch of the outei
door rattled as if someone was trying tc
enter.
I am not at all fanciful, but jus* then the
notion <ame across me that if that dooi
epe ed we ■-honld see th * grim skeleton.
Death, on the threshold, with Lis bleached,
unclad bones dripping w ith the storm. 1
la ghed at the ghaetiy fancy, and told it to
Tardif in < ue of his waking intervals, but
be was so terrified and troubled by it that
it errew to have some little imnoriance in
my own eyes. So the night wore slowly
nvt.iy, the toll clock in the corner ticking
out the seconds and striking the hours with
a fidelity to its duty which helped to keep
me awake. Twice or thrice I crept, with
qnitJ unnecessary caution, into the room of
my patient.
No, there was no symptom of sleep there.
The pu Be grew more rapid, the temples
throbbed and tbe fever gained ground.
Mother Renouf was ready to weep with
vexation. The girl herself sobbed and
sLuddered at the loud sounds of the tem
pest without; but yet, by a firm, supreme
effort of her will, which was exhausting
her strength dangerously, she kept herself
quite still. I would have given tip a yeir
or two of my life to be able to set her free
from the bondage of my own command.
CHAPTER V.
I.OCRS OF HAi ft.
The westerly gale, rising every few home
into a squall, give me no chance of leaving
Hark the next day, nor for some days after
ward; but 1 was not at all put out by my
captivity. All my interest—my whole be
ing. in fact—was absorbed in this girl,
stranger as she was, I thought and moved,
lived and breathed, only to fight, step by
step, against delirium and death, and to
fight without mv accustomed weapons.
Sometimes I could do nothing but watch
the onset and inroads of the fever most
helplessly.
There seemed to me to be no possibility
of aid. The stormy waters which beat
against that little rock in the sea came
swelling and rolling in from the vast plain
of the Atlantic, and broke in tempestuous
surf against the island. The wind howled,
and the hail and rain beat across us almost
incessantly for two days, and Tardif him
self was kept a prisoner in the house, ex
cept when he went to look after his live
stock. No doubt it would have been prac
ticable for me to get as far as the hotel, but
to what good? It would be quite deserted,
for there were no visitors to Sark at this
season, and I did not give it a second
thought. I was entirely engrossed in my
patient, and I learned for the first time
what their task is who hour after hour
watch me progress ot disease in the person
of one dear to them.
Tardif occupied himself with mending
his nets, pausing frequently with his eyes
fixed upon the doer of the girl's room, very
much as a patient mastiff watches the spot
where he knows his master is E-ear to him.
though out of sight. His mother went
about her housework ploddingly, and
Mother Renouf kept manfully to her post,
in turn with me, as sentinel over the sick
bed. There the young girl lay whispering
from morning till night, and from night
till morning again—always whispering. The
fever gained ground from hour to hour. I
had no data by which to calculate her
chances of getting through it, but my hopes
were very low at times.
On the Tuesday afternoon, in a tempo
rary lull of the hail and wind, I started off
on a walk across the island. The wind was
still blow ng from the soutlnvcst, and fi.ll
eog all the barlow sea LtTw’eefi us And
Guernsey with boiling surge. Very angry
ooked the masset of foam whirling about
the sunken reefs, and very ominous the
low-lying, hard blocks of clouds all a’ong
the horizon. I strolled as far as the
Coupee, that giddy pathway between Great
and Little Sark, where one can see the
seething of the waves at the feet of the
, tiffs on both aides three hundred feer be
low us.
Something like a panic seized m?. My
nerves were far too unstrung for me to ven
ture across the long, narrow isthmus. I
turned abruptly again, and hurried as fast
as my legs would carry me back to Tardif s
cottage.
I had been away less than an hour, but
an advantage had been taken of my ab
sence. I found Tardif seated at the table,
with a tangle of silky, stoning hair before
him. A two had fallen upon it from
his eyes, "understood at a glance what it
meant. Mother Renouf had cut off my
patient's pretty curls as soon as I was out of
the house. I could not be angry with her,
though I did not suppose it would do much
good, and I felt a sort of resentment, such
as a mother would feel, at this sacrifice of
a natural beautv. They were all disordered
and raveled. Tardif s g.eat hand caressed
them tenderly, and J drew out one long,
glossy tree's £hd wound it about my fingers
with a heavv heart.
“It is like the pretty feathers of a bird
that has been wounded, ” said Tardif, sor
rowfully.
Just then there came a knock at the
door ami a sharp click at the latch, loud
enough to penetrate Dame Tardif’s deaf
ears, or to arouse our patient if she had
been sleeping. Before either of us could
move the door was thrust open, and two
young ladies appeared upon the door-sill.
They were—it Hashed across me in an
instant—old schooilellows and friends of
J ulia s. I declare to you honestly I had
scarcely had one thought of Julia till now-.
My mother I had wished for, to take her
place by this poor girl's side, but Julia had
hardly crossed my mind. Why, in heaven's
name, should the appearance of these
friends of hers be so distasteful to me just
now? 1 had known them all my life, and
liked them just as well as any girls I knew,
but at this moment the very sight of them
was annoying.
They stood in the doorway, as much as
tonished and thunderstrickeu as I was,
glaring at me. so it seemed to me. with that
soft, bright brown lock of hair curling and.
clinging round my linger. Never had I felt
so foolish or guilty.
CHAPTER VI.
a itrsK.
“Martin Dobiee!” ejaculated both iu one
breath.
“les, mademoiselles.” I said, uncoiling
tie tress of Hair as ir it nan oeen a ser
j , nt, and going forward to greet them; "are
you surprised to see me?”
“Surprised.'” echoed the elder. "No, we
ae amazed —petrified! However did you
get here? When did you come?”
“Quite easily." I replied. “I came on
Sunday, and Tardif fetched me in his own
boat. If the weather had permitted I
should have paid you a cad; but you know
what it has been. ”
“To be sure.” answer and Iman; “and
how Is dear - ulia? She v.-.1l be very anxious
about you.”
pSh was on the verge of a bilious attack
wtkeu 1 left her.” I said; “that will tend to
ini’reas i her anxiety."
rPoor, dear girl!" she replied. -yiupa
thAtically. "But. Martiu, is thi- young
woman here so very ill? We hate heard
fro m the Benoui’s she had had a dangerous
fal - To th nk of you being in Sark eve.
sin ce Sunday, and we newr heard a word
of it!"
> o, thanks to Tardif" s quiet tongue ami
Mother Kenoufs assiduous attendant?
upt n main'irehe, n.y sojourn in the island
ha i l*een kept a secret; now that wa? at an
endL
“Is that the young woman's hair?” a-ked
Em: na, as Tardif gathered together the
seat :ered tresses and tied tie :n up quickly
in a little white handkerchief, out of their
s:gh t aud mine. 1 saw them again after
w.ms. The handkerchief hud b-en h.s
wife.s —white, with a border of pink roses.
“Yes.” I replied to her question; "it was
necetesary to cut it off She is dangeronslv
ill wiith fever."
B'ith of them shrank a little toward the
door. A sudden temptrtiou assailed me,
and took me so much by surprise that 1
had yielded before I knew I vns attacked.
It was their shrinking movement that and and if.
My answer was almost as automatic and in
voluntary as their retreat.
“You see it would not be wise for any of
us to go about ” I said. “A fever breaking
out in the island, especially now- you have
no resident doctor, would L very serious.
I tbink it will be best to isolat*- this case
till we see the nature of the fever. You
will do me a favor by wi.ruiug the people
away from us at present. The storm las
saved us so far, but now we must take
other precautions.”
This I said with a grave tone and face,
knowing all the while that there was no
fear whatever for the people of Hark. YYas
there a propensity in me, not hitherto de
veloped. to make the worst of a cise?
“Good-by, Martin, good-by.” cried
Emma, backing out through the open door.
“Come away. Maria. YVe have run no
risk yet, Martin, have we? Do not come
any nearer to us. YVe have touched noth
ing, except shaking hands with you. Are
we quite safe?”
“Is the young woman so very ill?” in
quired Maria from a safe dist ince outside
the house.
I shook my head in silence, and pointed
to the door of the inner room, intimating
to them that she was no farther away than
there. An expression of horror came over
both their faces. Scarcely waiting to be
stow upon me a gesture of farewell, they
fled, and I saw them hurrying with unusual
rapidity across the fold.
I had at least secured isolation for myself
and my patient. But why had I been eager
to do so? I could not answer that question
to myself, and I did not ponder over it
many minutes. I was impatient, yet
strangely reluctant, to look at the sick girl
again after the loss of her beautiful hair.
It was still daylight. The change in her
appearance struck ma as singular. Her
face before had a look of suffering and
trouble, making it almost old, charming as
it was; now she bad the aspect of quite a
young girl, scarcely touching upon woman
hood. Her hair had not been shorn off
closely—the woman could not manage that
—and short, wavy tresses, like those of a
young child, were curling about her ex
quisitely shaped head. The white temples,
with their blue, throbbing veins, were more
v isible, with the small, delicately shaped
ears. I should have guessed her age now
as barely fifteen—almost that of a child.
Thus changed, I felt more myself in her
presence, more as I should have been in
attendance upon a child. I scanned her
face narrowly, and it struck me that there
was a percept ble alteration; an expression
of exhuus.ion or repose was creeping over
it. The crisis of the fever was at hand.
The repos a of death or the wholrsome
seep of returning health was not far off.
Mother lieavaf saw it as well as myself.
CHAPTER VII.
WHO IS SHE?
YVe sat up again together that night, Tar
dif and I. He would not smoke lest the
scent of the tobacco should get iu through
the crevices of the door and lessen the
gill’s chances of sleep; but he held his pipe
within h s teeth, taking an imaginary puff
now and then, that he might keep himself
wide awake.. We talked to cne another in
whispers.
“Tell me all you know about mam’zelle, ’
I said. He had been chary of his know -
edge before, but his heart seemed open at
this moment. Most hearts are more open
at midnight than at any other hour.
“There’s not much to tell. Doctor,” he
answered. “Her name is Ollhier. as I said
to you; but she does not think she is any
kin to the Olliviers of Guernsey. She is
poor, though she does not look as if she
had been poor, does site? - ’
“Jtot in the least degree,” I said. "If she
is not ft lady bV birth, she is one of the first
specimens of Nature’s gentlefolks I have
ever come across.”
“Ah. there is a difference!” he said, sigh
ing. “I feel it. Doctor, in every word I
speak to her, and every step I walk with
her eyes upon me. Why cannot 1 be like
her, or like you? Yarn'll Be on a level with
her, and 1 am down far below her.”
I looked at him curiously. The slouch
ing figure—well-shaped as it was—the
rough, knotted hands, the unkempt mass
of hair about his head and face, marked
him for what lie was—a toiler on the sea as
well as on the land. He understood my
scrutiny, and colored under it like a girl.
“Y'ou are a better fellow than I am, Tar
dif,” I said; “but that has nothing to do
with our talk. I think we ought to com
municate with the young lady’s friends,
whoever they may be, as scon as there are
any means of communicating with the rest
of the world. YVe should be in a fix if
anything should happen to her. Have you
no clew to her friends?”
“She is not going to die!” he cried. “No,
no, Doctor. God must hear my prayers
for her. I have never ceased to lift up my
voice to Him in my heart since I found liei
on the shingle. She will not die!”
“I am not so sure,” I said; "but in any
case we should write to her friends. Has
she written to any cue since she came
here?”
“Not to a soul.” he answered, eagerly.
“She told me she had no friends nearer
than Austialia. That is a great way off.”
“And lias she had no letters'?” I asked.
“Not erne.' ir- replied. “She has neithet
written norreeeived a single letter.”
“Bat how did you come across her?" I
inquired, “blie did not fall from the skies,
1 suppose. How was it she came to live in
Mis out-of-the-vvorlcl place with you?”
Taidif smoked liis imaginary pipe with
great perseverance for some minutes, his
face overcast with thought. But presently
it cleared, and he turned to me with a frank
smile.
“I'll tell you all about it, Doctor Martin.’
he said. “You know the Seigneur was in
London last autumn, and there was a little
difficulty in the Court of Chefs Plaids here
about au ordon nance we could not agree
over, and I went across to London to see
the Seigneur for myself. It was in coming
back I met with Mam’zelle Ollivier. I was
paying my fare at Waterloo Station—the
omnibus fare I mean—and I was turning
away, when 1 heard the man speak grum
blingly. I thought it was at me, and I
looked back, and there she stood before
him, looking seared and frightened at his
rough words. Doctor, I never could bear
to see any soft, tender young thing in
trouble. If it’s nothing but a little bird
that has fallen out of its warm nest, or a
lamb slipped down among the cliffs, I feel
as if I could risk my life to put it back
again in some safe place. Yes. and I have
done it scores of times, when I dared not
let ray poor mother know. Well, there
stood mam zetie. pale and trembling, w ith
the tears ready to fail iu her eyes; just such
a soft, poor, tender soul as my wife used .a
be You remember my little wife. Doctor
Martin?”
I only nodded as he looked at me.
“Jus: such another,” be wait on; “only
this one was a lady, and less able to tike
cart- ot herself. * Her trouble was nothing
but the omnibus fare, and she h and no
change, nothing bat an An.-tmlian sov
ereign; so I paid it for her. I kept pr. ttv
near her about the station while she was
buying her ticket, for I overheard two
voung men, who were reaming up and
do. m Bay as they looked . t her, Tas be
pacts, et de-, sobers de velours That was
nue: she Lad no gloves on her hands, and
her litt e feet had nothing on hut some vel
vet slippers, all wet and muddy with the
duty streets. So I walked up to her. as if
I had been her servant, you understand,
and put her into a carriage, and stood at
the door of it, keeping off any young men
who wished to get in—for she was such a
pretty young thing—till the train was ready
to start, and then I got into the nearest
second-class carriage there was to her.”
“M ell, Taidif ? I said impatiently, as he
paused, looking absently into the dull em
bers of the seaweed file.
“I turned it over in my own mind then,’
tie continued, “and I’ve turned it over it
my own mind since, and I can make n<
sort of an account of it—a young lady
iraveiing without anv friends in a dree?
like that, as if she had not had a rninutt
to spare in getting ready for her oi.'.nev
It was a bail night for a journey, too
Could she be going to * ■■ some friend wh
was dying? At every station I looked oil
to see if my yoaug 1 id. left the tr iin: but
no, not even at Southampton. YVV.s sht
going on t<< Kr.vn e? "1 must look lor hei
it the pier- head.' I said to myself. Bn
when we stopped at the pi r I aid not waL!
tor to think I was watching her, on'v 1
-tcod well in the light, that she might *e.
ile when she looked round. I saw- hei
stand as if she was considering, and 1
moved away very slowly to our boat, tc
give her the chance of speakiug to me it
sh? wished. Bat she only followed me
very quietly, as if she did r.oc want me tc
see her, and she went down into the ladies
cabin in a moment, out of sight. Then 1
thought, ‘She is ruuniug away from some
one, or frosn somethmg.' She had nr
shawls, or umbrellas, or baskets, such as
ladies are generally cumbered with, and
iliat looked strange.”
“How was she dressed?" I asked.
“She wore a soft, bright brown jacket,”
he answered—“a sealskin they call it,
though I never saw a seal with a skin like
that—and a hat like it, and a blue silk
gown, and her little muddy velvet slippers.
It was a str iuge dress for traveling, wasn’t
it, Doctor?'
[TO UK COMIM El). I
CHEAP MEALS.
A Paradise for Tramps in the
Great Metropolis.
A Restaurant Where a Dinner May be
Obtained for a Few Cents.
Alter a very pleasant lunch in Park
How, Detective Gilbert Carr said t<> s
New York reporter, “We know how all
decent people live; suppose we see how
the beggars and tramps eat their food.
Let us go to Tramps’ Hall.” Tramps’
Hall is a small restaurant, if it can be so
styled, in Pearl street near Chatham.
The sign over the door bears the inscrip
tion, “Small Delmonico.” There are a
half dozen tables and twenty-four stools
in the place. The tables are made of
rude material and are covered w ith white
oilcloth. There are a few cheap pictures
and theatrical show bills hung up on the
walls. The kitchen is in the rear and
communicates with the eating place by
means of a door in which an aperture has
been cut. Through this door the dishes
ordered by customers arc handed out.
The cook and the kitchen are rigidly
kept in seclusion. No outsider r- allowed
to enter the mysterious laboratory in
which the repasts of the Lazaruses of
Ni vv York are prepared. Then are no
waiters, for the proprietor, Mr. R. Barna
bo, is too wise to trust strangers in so
economical a business. He acts as wait
er and cashier, and his deep trousers
pocket is tin till from which he makei
change. Mr. Barnabo is an adipose Ital
ian of an olenginou eßnre. something in
the way of a cro - bet ween Mr, Wanllo’s
fat boy and Uriah Hoop. He fairly bid*-
blcs over with good nature arid impress
es a casual visitor with the idea that he
is ready at any moment to throw his
arms around the stranger's neck and kiss
him on both checks, after the traditional
and repugnant Italian fashion. A curious
crowd was partaking of Air. Barnabo’s
cheer. There were two blind mendi
cant:- and two blear-cve.d women who
share their spoiK a cripple who hobbles
about on the -t umps of his legs, an organ
grinder who had deposited his instru
ment under the table at which he sat.
and a vagabond dressed in soldier’s uni
form. who is doubtless familiar to the
general public as a broken-down veteran
who lost his arm at Fredericksburg. The
plates were of the coarsest crockery, the
knives and forks of the commonest kind
and the spoons of pewter. “It docs not
pay to have expensive articles here.” said
D tective Carr, w ith an explanatory smile;
“the customers might !><■ tempted to
leave the house and take them with
them.” Mr. Barnabo proudly exhibited
to the reporter his bill of fare and price
list. It read as follows:
Cents, j Cent-.
Cup of coffee or tea, 1, Pried fish, 4
Bowl of coffee or tea.2* C w'f'teak,
Cruller, I! Pork chops, 4
Bowl of soup, 31 Fried brains, 4
Fried liver, 3 Fork and beans. 1
Heart stew. 15,Sausages, 4
Pried heart, ii j Bread"pudding, 4
Hash, 3 i Liver and bacon, r>
Roast heart, J 1 Roast beef, 5
Pies. 4; Veal cutlet, 5
Pies, half, 31 Roast mutton, 5
Beef stew, 4 j Two fried eggs, 5
Mutton stew, 4 j Maccaroai,
Pork stew. 4 Chicken stew, 5
Corned beef aud - -ab.. 4 j Roast veal,
Pig’s head and cab., 4; Ham and eggs, 10
Mutton chons, 4‘Bamberger steak, 10
When asked how lie could sell food at
such a price and earn any profit, Mr, Bar
is abo smiled, shrugged his shoulders and
said: “Economy, signor, always econo
my.” On leaving Tramps’ Halt Detect
ive Carr said to the reporter: •.’Then-' i
no mystery about the matter. In the
hotels the unused food left on their
plates by guests at meal-time is sorted
out when brought back to the kitchen.
Every e vening Mr. Bamako calls with hi
wagoii, secures it and recompenses the
cook with whom he is doing business.
That is the cook's p? rquisite. So it i
that the precise article which a surfeited
millionaire refused to his stomach yester
day is consumed complacently to-day by
“One-eyed Jimmy” or “Slobbery Mike'
in Tramps’ Hail.”
The Buy Got Along.
The Wall St re-1 Daily \><r* teds thi?
story : “It was a New York, capitalist
who flung sl.'ioo ;.t on? of his Mns :
year ago and said; ‘There it is. and it
is the last dollar you'd get from me. Yo;
don't know enough to pound salt. Spec
ulation ! You haven’t Bense enough tc
buy and ship eggs. The other day the
old man w ent down to Florida to see
about a 0,000-acre tract of land he hue
purchased at $3 an su r - for an orange
grove. He went to the heaelquarters o!
•The Florida Orange Grove Estate Agen
cy.' and he found that his son was Presi
dent. Secretary, Treasurer, and sole own
er. Half an hour later lie discovered
that his 3.000 acres raiseel alligators in
stead of oranges, and that tire boy had
cleared about ith 000 in the single trans
action.
THE MILKMAID AND 1 HE BANAE.T
A milkmaid, with a verv pretty face.
Who lived nt Acton.
Hr. 1 a black cow. the ugliest iu the place—
A orooked-back'd one:
A beast as dangerous. too. a- she was fright
ful.
Vicious and spiteful:
Aud so confirmed a tmant that she bounded
Over the hedges daily, aud got pounded.
'Twas all in vain to tie her with a tether.
For then both cord an i cow eloped t gether.
Arm’d with an oaken bough (what folly!
It should have been of birch, or thorn, or
holly',
Patty one day was driving home the beast.
Which hid. as usual, slipp'd it’s auihi*.
When on the road she met a certain banker.
Who stopped to give liis eyes a feast
By gazing on her features, crimson'd high
By a long cow chase in July.
“Are you from Acton, pretty lasi?” he c'led;
“Yes,'' with a curtesy, she replied.
“Why. then you know tlu laundress Saliie
Whirl ?”
“She is my cousin, sir, and next-door neigh -
lx>r,”
“That's lucky: I've a ms-sage for the girl
Which needs despatch, and you may save
my latior.
(live her this kiss, my dear, and say I sent it:
But mind you owe me one—l've only lent it.”
“She shall know.” criel the girl, as sht
brandished her bough,
“Of the loving intentions you bore me;
But as to the kiss, if there’s haste, you'll al
low
That you'd bettor run forward and give it
my cow;
For she, at the rate she is scampering n nv,
Will reach Acton some minutes before me.
PITH AM) POINT,
A skin-businers—Selling furs.
A vessel is called she because you see
her bow before meeting her.— St. Paul
Herald.
Tramp—“l say, boss! what time is it
by your watch?"’ Stranger —“About time
to look out for it.”
Not many women are blacksmiths, but
all of them will undertake to shoo a hen
when occasion seems to demand it.
Coal dealers have things their own
weigh. You may dispute their weigh:
but you get no more coal by it.—Picay
une.
A young girl who has had both afflic
tions, says that a broken pooketbook is
worse than a broken heart. — Philadelphia.
Herald.
Judging from the great number of
strikers, it would seem that somebody
supposes the iron to be hot. Philadelphia
J/cdgev.
Pen, ink, and paper and brains are the
only things requisite to literary success;
and almost anybody can get the pen,ink,
and paper. —Somerville Jo urnal.
The average plug hit only weighs a
few ounces, and yet the effect it has on
some men is to make them feel as though
they weighed a ton.— Chicago Ledger.
Nothing recalls to Iho mind of the
married man the joys of his single life
so vividly as to find that the baby has
been eating crackers in hod, Terns Sift
ing*.
Small boy (studying natural history)—
“Ma, what makes cats roam around
nights?’ Mother—“Y'ou must ask pa.
lie has probably ma lea study of their
habits. ■’
“1 see the scoundrel in your face.” ex
claimed the judge to the prisoner. “[
reckon, judge,” was the response, “that
that ore’s a personal refie tion, ain't it?”
— Ramil-..'.
Why dec -a mustard plaster beat a kiss?”
Haid little Johnny Toddle to his sister,
“Because you see a kiss is simply' bliss.
While mustard plasters, don't you know,
are blister.”
—Danscille Breeze.
Yes, it is true that pepper is used in
shrne eastern countries as a circulating
medium, but you arc in error in thinking
the place where it is made is called the
pepper-mint.— Tid-Bits.
One by one the old landmarks are
passing away. Manistee, Mich., lias an
orchestra that does not contain a bald
headed man. It is composed of young
women. (lh Ira go Ledger.
THE DRAWBACKS OK I.U-'K.
There is no kitchen girl, however able,
_ But breaks the crockery ware;
There is no butter placed upon the table
But has its lock of hair.
— Bost'cii Cornier.
Ine boarder who was agreeably sur
prised 1 1 find his steak infinitely more
tender than usual, met with another sur
pri-c not so agreeable when he found
that Ids new kangaroo shoes were gone.
— St. Paul Herald.
Dr. \\illiam A. Hammond continues
his study on baldness. He claims the
Indians have plenty of hair became they
do not wear silk hats. llj seems to fox'
get that tho g. ntle savages make a busi -
ness of raising hair.— Cleveland Sun.
In reply' to the New England leetur r
who asks “\\ hat does a man owe his
neighbors?'’ we can say only that it de
pends on whether his; wife is one of those
women who are always running over to
the next house to borrow a cup of suo-ar.
or au egg, or a wad of lard. Chicaspj
cVfiC*.
l-’be gave me iu April a copy of Gibbon;
Id August, a trjffe of gay -colored ribbon
Slipped out from her hair, with a sweat
scented flower
That bloomed at her bosom, the tov of an
Lour.
And even so late as the fifth of September
A blnsu an i a kbs. if I right] r romeaiLer.
But C), the finale! when hopeles lv smitten,
i asked her to marry, she gave me the mit
ten!
A San Francisco family recently en
gaged u you rig girl from the East'who
adyerti-ed that she had been “four years
in nei ia-t place. The family sub-c
--qu ntiv learned that s.ie would have re
mained longer than |V> ir years in her last
place if the governor had' not pardoned
her when he did.
w;iat is it:
'• hat is soul food? is a <;ur--tion
Asked by weighty s:wes
Whose apparatus for and igestion
Beef each Jay assuages.
It is in the most of cases
Country eri,t<jrs’ diet:
An 1, at many times and places,
Poets a! -.o tr-' it.
Tid-Bils.
(icins from Thackeray.
A good laugh is sunshine in the house.
I would rather win honor than honors.
Life without laughing is a drearv
blank.
I would rather have genius than wealth.
A hero, whether he wins or loses, is a
hero.
You get the truth habitually from
equals only.
I would rather be a man of genius than
a peer of the realm.
A woman without a laugh in her is the
greatest bore in existence.
C ountless knights were slain before St.
George won the battle. In the battle of
life wc are all going to try for the hon
ors of championship.
GEM DRUG STORE
Desires to inform the public that it is still keeping a large, nicely assorted st>*cK "f
Drags, Perfumery, Patent Medicines, Soap, Hair Brashes, Combs.
Face Powders,
"ml everything else usually kept iu a well arranged DRUG STORE. A.**/
the most complete liue of
STATIONERY AND VISITING CARDS
both plain and fancy, combining the latest styles iu the city.
OUR PRESCRIPTION DEPARTMENT
is as heretofore under the charge of
IVEIR,. G-. 2s/£. ROCKWELL.
Which is sufficient guarantee of neatness and care being exercised in that line
Call and see them. ,u
THURMAN & MURPHEY, Proprietors,
Open Sunday from 8 to 10 a. m.
WE HAVE ON HAND
For Sale, at Popular Prices, Ready to Ship!
2 New 12 H. F. Return Tubular Boilers 1 t’>o H. P. Automatic Engine.
1 “ 20 “ “ “ “ 112 *‘ “ “ on Loco
j 1 “ 2Y “ “ “ “ motive Boiler.
1 “ 5J “ “ “ “ 112 “ Center Crank on Loco. Boiler
1 2d-kand lo H. P. “ “ “ 1 12 “ Stationary Engine.
1 “ 10 “ Upright Engine. 120 “ “ “ •
| 1 “ 6 “ “ ** 2 6 * c Portable ** on wheel*
1 “ 4 “ “ “ 1 G “ 2d hand Portable
—ALSO—
. A Full Line of Engine Trimmings, Wrought Iron Pipe, Pipe F.ttings, Brass
Valves, Lubricatois, Saws, Belting, Emery Wheels, etc., etc.
ALL KINDS CASTINGS AND MACHINERY MANUFACTURED.
And special attention paid to REPAIRS OF MACHINERY. “Hancock’s In
; spirators and North American Injector.*” are the best Boiler Feeders on the market.
! We are General Agents for their sal?.
J. S. SCHOFIELD & SON. Macon, Ca.
THE FARMER'S KEY TO SUCCESS
Farmers sav it is just what tliev have been looking for ever since the war.
THE BOSS OF ALL CRUSHERS!
By which farmers can make their own fertilizers, grind steamed bone, phosphate,
mid land plaster rock, marl, cotton seed, dry stable manure, corn and cob for stock
food, or
ANYTHING THAT IS GRINDABLE!
fi will make good corn meal when you can’t do any better. By its use the farm
er will grow rich instead of poorer all the time.
SEND FOR CIRCULARS, giving full particulars; also sl ate if vou would lik*
dreulars of the DeLoach WATER WHEEL, Portable Mills, etc. We sell l’Oltabl*
Mills as low as $80; guaranteed to make good meal. :
A. A.' DeLOACH & BRO.,
Iu willing mention this paper. ATLANTA, GEORGIA.
Engines, Saw Mills, Cotton Gins, etc., at low prices. especialHy Engine*.
INSURE IN TEL ”
EQUITABLE j
Life Assurance Society
OF
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The Strongest and Most Reliable in the World I
At SETS December, 31. 1885 $<36,55?),387.60
INCREASE OF SURPLUS IN 1835, 3,378,(122.03
INCREASE OF ASSETS IN 1885 8,391.461.98
This company issues Polices upon all the various Plans with Tontines 10, 15 mid 28
years including the T. n restricted Ton tine, upon the best terms of an v first class company.
H. HORNE,
Agent at Macon. Georgia.
CHAS. J. WILLIAMSON,
f bid Soliciting Agent, Proctor House, Forsyth. Ga.
Empire
Drop
Wheel
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Planter.
E. M. DEEWRY, Griffin. Ga.
Opposite D. W. Patterson.
D. J. PROCTOR, Agt., Forsyth, Ca.
M. L. MUNGER,
DEALER IN
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Hi Only Eiclnsive Piano and Oku House ii Hie SeitL
V
A large and complete stock pf Instruments of all styles constantly on hand, at very
moderate prices for CASH OR ON LONG TIME.
Jt is foil y to pay high prices for Inferior Instruments when you can get the VERY
BEtiT here for less money. Catalogues, I’iices and Particulars sent to any address.
Correspondence solicited.
Call at Masonic Temple, 9G Muiberrv street, or address
M. L. MUNGER, Macon, Ga.