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WHO BIDES HIS TIME.
From the Boston Advertiser.
Wbo hides his time, and day by day
faces defeat full patiently,
And lifts a mirthful roundelay,
However poor his fortune be—
He will not fail in any qualm
Of poverty—the paltry dime,
It will grow golden in his palm,
Who bides his time.
'Vho hides his time—he tastesthe sweet
Of honey in the saltest tear;
And though he fares with slowest feet,
j 0 v nils to meet, him drawing near;
The birds are heralds of his cause.
And. like a never-ending rhyme,
The roadside blooms in his applause,
Who bides his time.
Who bides his time and fevers not
In the hot race that none achieves,
Shall wear cool wreathen laurel, wrought
With crimson berries in the leaves.
And he shall reign a goodly king,
And sway his hand o’er every clime
With peace writ on his signet ring.
Who bides his time.
HE CAPTAIN’S ORPHAN.
y GENIE HOLZMYER ROSENFELD.
The steamship Nervia for New York was
etting up her steam. Capt. Gordon was
i-oud of his ship. He was a thorough sea
ian, a genial fellow and the youngest Cap
lin on the line.
Archibald Gordon though as handsome
nd manly a fellow as you could meet in a
ay's march, was still unmarried at 35. and
•as little of a lady’s man.
His face was clouded now as he glanced up
•om the note he had been reading. It was
•om one of his owners, and contained a re
lest, that was almost command, that he
oulil look after a young lady who would be
(using to America in his ship.
The letter stated her to be in very delicate
alth, and that her guardian, being unable
accompany her—as the voyage had been
ldertaken very hastily—begged the Cap
in to take the greatest care of her until
had seen her safely placed under the pro
i-tion of her friends at the Fifth Avenue
otel, New York. The letter further stated
at the young lady’s name was Miss
illnch, and described her as beingtall, fair,
mdsome and dressed in very deep mourn-
Arrived on board, the Captain’s duties
ove all other thoughts out of his head,
and it was not until the ship was well un
r way and steaming down the Mersey
Fit he remembered his obligation, and then
was recalled to his mind by the sight of a
ly clothed in deep mourning leaning over
s taffrail.
‘By Jove!” he exclaimed, and paused a
pinent, wondering whether he should
;ak to the young lady or leave it until
ter he had seen that tlm afcaacage passen
rs were all settled, which was the object
th which he had come forward. “I’ll
it see if it, is the young Indy,” he thought,
nri if it is I’ll take her to the after deck
and come back here afterwards.”
le approached the lady ;md accosted her.
Ira I speaking to Miss Tulloch?”
Hie lady started violently and turned. She
is fair and very handsome, but her face
Yd haggard, and there were deep circles
and the eyes, which seemed strange in so
ung a face.
Yes,” she said defiantly, “my name is
Hook!”
riiough surprised at her manner, Capt.
irdon proceeded pleasantly:
I received a note from Mr. Guilder (one
our firm) just before sailing. He re
estol mo in the name of your guardian
take charge of you during your voy
riic lady stared at him and then broke into
larsh, mirthless laugh.
I suppose he wanted to make sure I
tt," she murmured, under her breath,
en aloud: “I suppose you don't hap
i to know how he found out I was go
;| “
t was the Captain’s turn to be sur
si.
'The letter I received was written as
_-ii your guardian had known all about
ir movement.”
tliss Tulloch tossed her head.
‘lt doesn't matter. Ho has ltecn spying
in, I suppose. If I should fall overltoard,
>tain, I* sure and let him know; he
1 reward you handsomely for the good
'Really!” Capt. Gordon said, beginning
w! much embarrassed, “I think you
“hr your guardian. One of the most
[tilt requests in the letter was that I
‘ull see to your comfort, and in obedience
O stopped to make your acquaintance
", when I should be attending to several
lf s. I must ask you to come with me to
after deck. This is the promenade for
••rage passengers, anil I must request
i,:iot to come here again, as you are very
(la to bo annoyed.
Wore the young lady could make any
V n sailor approached.
™“? pardon. Can’ll,” he said, “but there
P vnl out the nerths below, and the
" ad he sent me to fetch this young'oman
[ethers!”
", hat's the meaning of this?” asked the
“'shed Captain.
•i'll, didn’t you know I was a steerage
wnger?” she asked, with the same <lis
'“•able laugh that had so jarred on the
pkun before.
is some absurd mistake here,”
pt. Gordon said. “My letter of Instruc
ts stud you were an inexperienced trav
out it never occurred to me that you
‘i l| e so inexperienced. Wealthy young
. as a rule—”
ho said 1 was wealths- ?” she asked,
m fully. • ’
Union me, I did not wish to mnko any
remarks. Rut how is it your reln
.VVV® V°'. Uke better care of youf”
• > relations think they' know their own
jSiipixyse,” she answered in the
, *°rMdding manner.
?P , Gordon, feeling thus thoroughly
hW, could only say:
U.| Jo |'J' r ? • l ,laml > n niy charge, Miss
, . “’ ' ‘eel it only my duty to see thut
unr, proper accommodations furnished
’ ,V T i ben, to the sailor who was wait-
I • iake this lady to the purser’s room,
m to give her the most comfortable
‘room vacant.”
moved away without uc
]. 1 "ing Ins tKiw, then turned suddenly
° n - our °' vn responsibility!"
he answered.
for a r J, I Y.imeciousguardian won’t, thank
iirl.t !, M *'i J < ungracioualy, and with
-fi ..'Wi-ollowod the sailor.
tic ,!! •'ingularly unpleasant
i to ia’. mai i 1 v " ® ve r met,,’’ said the Cap-
, if as he walked away,
' ll inner the same evening Capt. Gor-
{ 1P * >"* charge again.
comfortably settled, MissTul
"u it,. TANARUS!r *’ 'Jl’l'roaching her.
F I"' 1 h" y ,,u - she answered, with
** seated by;_t,hg wheeljtonse. warmly
c .in ni , costly furs: but she wait
■“ Uie Cubttuu. who was of u very
fll)£ JHoftiing
kindly disposition, felt anxious to make
things pleasant for her, even if he did think
her disagreeable.
“Will you allow me?” he said, sinking into
a chair at her side. '
Miss Tulloch seemed alarmed. A quick
blush spread over her face and she
glanced nervously at the Captain, as though
he were a stranger taking an unwarrantable
liberty.
“ You are quite alone I see,” he said.
“Yes—no—that is. If you will excase me
I will go to my cabin,” she answered, en
deavoring to rise.
The Captain restrained her.
“Don't go for a moment,” he said, “I was
about to ask you if you would not allow me
to introduce you to some of the ladies on
board. You are the only ‘orphan’ I have on
this trip. The young ladies in my charge
we always call the ‘Captain’s orphans,’
you know; but there are two young ladies
with their mother, who have crossed several
times with me, and I think you would like
them.” '
"It is very kind of you,” she said, seem
ing more at her ease. “You are the Cap
tain, then?”
“Yes,” he replied, wonderingly.
“I am much indebted to you for your kind
interest,” she said sweetly.
“Not at all,” said the Captain, hiuch mys
tified at this sudden change from her man
ner of the morning. “I am only carrying out
your guardian’s Instructions.”
“Oh, of course, Mr. Tuchbold wrote to
you. I had forgotten, pray excuse me,
Capt. ?”
“Gordon.”
“Capt. Gordon. And now if you will
assist me I think I will go below. Many
thanks, I shall hope to meet your lady
friends to-morrow. Good night, and with
a bow and a sweet smile 6he went to her
stateroom.
The Captain was intensely interested in
his charge. She seemed to have two distinct;
characters, and this last one was so entirely
charming that Archibald Gordon could not
drive it out of his head.
He was still thinking of her when, some
hours later, he was taking his last round be
fore turning in.
“Such modesty, such refinement,” he was
saying, when his attention was attracted by
the sound of laughter and— Yes he was sure
of it. A woman’s voice proceeding from the
smoking room.
* -■-* V ?
She raked in the coin.
He hastened thither, and there—her face
flushes! with excitement, her golden hair
ruffled, her graceful Torm bending over the
card table, as she raked in a pile of coin—sat
the Captain’s orphan! the modest, refined
young lady of his thoughts!
"Miss Tulloch!” he cried, in a voice of
thunder.
“Hullo, Cap!” she said nodding. “Come
and join us?”
“It is against the rules, madam, for ladies
to enter the smoking room 1”
“Is it? Oh, excuse me! You ought to
have told me, boys 1” and with a mocking
laugh, she swept the money from the table
into her handkerchief, and rising, passed out
—saying with another hard laugh, “Good
night. I'll pay my footing to-morrow.”
Slipping her arm familiarly through the
Captain’s, site walked along the deck.
“I suppose you’re awfully angry!” she
suggested. .
“Shocked is a better term,” he answered,
stiffly.
“Well, you’re a good fellow and I won’t
shock you any more. From this moment
I’U behave. 1 can’t help it. It’s my one
little spree. I’ll be awfully seasick to-mor
row !’’ and with a wav? of her hand she van
ished below.
Capt. Gortlon returned to the smoking
room and did what he could to gloss over
the young lady’s indiscretion; he felt, how
ever, so annoyed and disgusted that he was
determined to avoid her for the rest of the
voyage.
The next afternoon he was much surprised
and chagrined when, as he was crossing the
deck, his charge accosted him.
“I believe 1 have already made the ac
quaintance of your friends,” she said. “I
have been having such a pleasant chat all
the morning to some people called Musgrave;
they mentioned having crossed several times
with you.”
“Yes; those were the ladies I meant.” he
said, awkwardly.
“They tell me you are quite an artist,”
she said, interestedly. I do hope that you
will let me see some of your sketches. I
adore art. The happiest days of my life
were spent among the artists m Rome.”
“You have been to Italy?” he asked.
"Yes, I was there nearly two years. A
very dear cousin of mine went to study and
in v kind guardian let us—my sister and my
self—go with her.
“You have a sister?” he asked, interested
in spite of himself.
“Yes,” she said, shortly, and was turning
away when a rough voice broke in on the
conversation.
“Well, how are you after last night’s dis
sipation !”
Capt. Gordon looking round saw, with
dismay, one of the card players of the night
before.
Miss Tulloch took not the slightest
notice.
“Hoity, toity,” said the rough man
again, “won’t you recognize me this morn
illi
“Is this —person speaking to you?” Miss
Tulloch asked tho Captaiij.
“No. I’m speaking to you," the rough man
said, feeling nettled.
"Then, sir,” said the young lady, drawing
herself to herlull height, “you have made
some mistake. I don’t know' you. I hnve
never seen you before, and if you |>ersist in
speaking to hie I shall lie compelled to re
quest Capt. Gordon to protect me from your
annoyance.”
“Umph!” and the man turned on his heel,
muttering, “win £ls at cords from a fellow
nt night and then not speak to him in tho
morning 1"
Miss Tulloch sprang forward.
“What did he stay? Win £ls at cards? I
No, I was mistaken, Oh, how horrible! how
horrible!” and she covered her face with her
hands.
Capt. Gordon stole quietly away, think
ing it better to leave her alone with her re
morse.
After this little episode Capt. Gordon found
himself continually at her ski*. Hbe was
generally alone aiid seemed to make no
friends beyono the Musgmvos. The Captain
found himself intensely interested in flor
as day after day went by he could have
staked his life he knew every thought of
her girlish heart. Yet that horrible scene at
cards! The uncanny manner a* their first
meeting!
“Hhe is the moat consummate deception I
ever met. if she wqixi only what she seems!”
and Archie Gordon sighed. Hi-wan deeply
in love with las "orphan.” He had noticed,
too. the opick blush (with which she arrested
SAVANNAH, GA., SUNDAY, MAY 22, 1887-TWELVE PAGES.
his approach. Did she, too, love him ? Per
haps it was only acting.
It was a bright sunny morning, the heav
ens without a cloud, the sen like a sea of glass.
With such weather as this Nervia would be
in port the next afternoon.
“Well,” said Capt. Gordon, approaehing
his orphan, “You’ll be on land to-morrow,
Mis3 Tulloch, and have forgotten all the
perils of the sea.”
“I never forget,” she said, half sadly.
“Wait till you get into Tiffany’s; you’ll
forget everything. I’ve hull some
experience of young ladies on pleasure trips
before.”
She turned her face to him, look
ing very sweet as she spoke in a grave, sad
tone:
“This is no pleasure trip. I have come on
the most urgent business. So urgent that
the time taken in traveling almost mad
dens me. I have come out alone to accom
plish a task that seems impossible. I have
come against thewilland wishesof my guar
dian and my friends, but 1 have undertaken
a sacred duty which, with God’s aid, 1 will
accomplish.”
She spoke so solemnly that Capt. Gordon
was infinitely touched.
“I wish I could aid you,” he said.
She paused a moment.
“Captain,” she said, “I feel that you are
staunch and true. I need help in my work.
May I come to you with my trouble? May I
trust you with my secret?
Archie Gordon lifted his hat.
“Whatever you may say to me, Miss Tul
loch, shall be a sacred trust. 1 will guard
your secret with my life. If it is in human
power to aid you I will do so. Ah, Miss
Tulloch, before you trust me with your so
oret will you not trust me with something
dearer, sweeter—”
“The doctor would like to speak to you,
Captain,” interrupted a sailor.
“Meet me hero to-night, directly after din
ner,” he whispered, and with a pressure of
the hand he hurried away.
“There’s a child dying in the steerage,” the
sailor told him.
When the Captain reached the sick child
there was his quondam enemy, the rough
man.
“You here!” he said.
“Guess I’m most everywhere!” was
the gruff rejoinder, as he turned tiaek to
smooth a wrinkle in the little sufferer’s
pillow.
In the half hour that followed Capt. Gor
don felt tt great change of opinion about this
man, and when they left the child it seemed
quite the natural thing toenterinto friendly
(•hat.
"iSeen anything of you know who?” asked
the rough man.
“A good deal.”
“Well?”
“I think we were entirely mistaken.”
“Oh, you’re gone on her !”
“Kir!”
“Don’t say another word. I've watched
it. I’ve seen her sitting on deck as mild as
milk. She’s a double-faced cat, that's wnat
she is.”
• “Sir, that lady—”
“Don’t say another word. I betted
£lO she’d break out again before we
ianded. Come you here and see if I haven’t
won.”
Therough man conducted the Captain past
a stateroom, the door of which ‘was half
open. As they passed the Cuptain saw Miss
Tulloch. Yes —but how?
He stood as if transfixed. There sat the
beautiful woman ho loved, surrounded by
three or four men. She was dealing out a
pack of cards, and tucked away in the
corner of her mouth was a cigarette. She
looked up as they passed and gave a careless
nod.
“Don’t look shocked,” she cried. “I’m on
my own premises now. This is the first
amusement I’ve had all the voyage. Some
one ring for champagne. Let’s drink the
Cap’s health, and may he never know what
sea sickness is.”
Without a word Capt. Gordon turned
on his heel, but the rough man was beside
him.
“I guess if you’ve got matrimonial inten
tions you’d better put ’em off a bit.”
Archie Gordon could make no reply. The
woman he loved was making a jest of him.
He would never speak to her again. He
despised her, and in time he would learn to
forget her.
The cloaked figure drew nearer.
Armed with his wounded pride he camcon
deck, determined she should not think he
cared a jot wlmt she did.
A dim figure approached him in the gath
ering twilight.
“How iong you have been,” she said. He
half passed her, and then turned on her
scornfully.
“Were none of your boon companions here
to while away your dullness?”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“Don’t attempt this air of innocence
again.” he said fiercely. “You had almost
made me forget that first night’s escapade,
ami it was on my lips to ask you to be my
wife, but, than k God, you have saved me
that humiliation.”
• “Sir,” she said with great dignity, “I am
entirely ignorant of your reasons for adopt
ing this tone to me; out let me toll you tliat
1 awaited you litre tonight to arrest those
words ere they were spoken, There are rea
sons why I cun never marry."
She would have left hint, but he grasped
her wrists,
"Why,” he said, are you so different at
times! How could thin sweet, womanly being
before me have done what I saw you doing
this afternoonf”
“I don’t understand!”
“Child,” he said, solemnly, “don’t prevari
cate or evade me now. God knows I love
you and love you as an honorable man
should. You are so young, so full of noble
qualities, it i* impossible "that you can be
given over to this wild life. Give up your
Imul compainions, he true to your lief.tor self.
Cannot my love make you lead anew life
and forget the horrible past?”
The effect of tliis speech on her was ex
traordinary. Hhe flung off the warm cloak
that euvelned her, and pushing her hair back
from iter forehead looked up into his eyes
with ashy white face.
“For the love of mercy tell me where you
saw her last!” she cried.
A light broke upon the Captain’s mind.
He saw everything clearly now. This beauti
ful girl was mod.
“When did you see her? whore did she gOf’
she went on oxeitely. "Oh! if you know
wiiere she is. tell me, that I may find her.
Don't think hardly of her; it was not her
fault!”
Blio elasuod her hands eutreatinclv. and
waiting for his answer kept ||r eyes intently
fixed on his face.
“Why don’t you say something,” she cried
impatiently. “You are cruel. If you
knew how I love her you would help me to
find her. Am I not coming to America to
seek her?”
Capt. Gordon suddenly perceived a cloak
ed form creep behind Miss Tulloch and peer
cautiously into her face.
“Where did you know her? In Monaco,
when she first ran away from us to marry
that hateful Count? It wasn’t her fault.
She loved him and he—he thought site had
the money and when lie found it was all
mine lie drove her to it. She had always
beeihso lucky when we played in fun, and he
forced her to play to support him.”
The cloaked figure drew nearer and nearer,
till now if Miss Tulloch had stepped back she
must have brushed against her; hut she was
too eager to think of anything but the an
swer to her question.
"Why don't you tell me? Do you think 1
don't know all? Do you think that I would
allow her to be harmed? She knows I would
not . My twin, my darling. When they told
me that he —that wicked man had so in
fluenced her that she forged my name to get
the money I would so gladly have given her.
1 sent them to find her and tell her that I
forgave her, and they brought me back
word that she had fits! to America. You
see I know all, and I am seeking her to beg
her to come back to me and begin anew
life. Now if you know where she is I im
plore you to tell me, for I can never rest till
I hold" my sister in my arms and tell her she
is forgiven!”
A half suppresed cry from the cloaked
watcher made the Captain raise his eyes, and
with an echoing cry tie started back.
There, looking over Miss Tulloch’s shoul
der, was another face the exact counterpart
of her own.
The cry made Miss Tulloch turn, and fora
moment she stood face to face with her
double, then with a joyous cry she sprang
toward the watcher, her twin sister.
“Ijoui.so! Louise"' but ere she could reach
her the erring Louise Tulloch, without a
word, bounded upon the taffrail, and with
one glance at her sister, throw herself into
the sea.
Seizing the now frenzied girl in his arms,
as site would have plunged after her unfor
tunate sister, Caot. Gordon roused the ship
with the cry of “Man overboard!”
In an incredibly short space of time a
boat was lowered, but it was too late; no
trace of the lost woman was seen, anil after
an hour’s fruitless search the ship went on
her way.
Months after Capt. Gordon learned the
sister’s sad story from the li)is of the woman
who was then his happy wife. A story of
weakness and suffering of a foolish girl
made the tool of a I nine man and of it young
life blighted; but saddest of nil, the ending
of that life iust when forgiveness was at
hand and in the oblivion of anew world a
new career could have lieen commenced and
the past atoned for.
A CLUB MAN ON DINNERS.
A Millionaire Who Don’t Know How
to Give Dinners.
New York, May 21.— “ What are you
thinking about, chappie s”
The club man to whom this question was
addressed started as though surprised at the
discovery that he was capable of sufficient
intellectual effort to think. Recovering
himself, he replied:
“I was thinking what a beastly bad dinner
I had last night.”
“Where I”
“At the Martins.”
“Bradley?”
“Yes.”
“He’s a millionaire!”
“True, but he doesn’t know how to give a
dinner. It's served on gold plate, the table
is laden with Baroness de Rothschild roses
that cost $1 50 apiece, the after dinner
cigars cost as much, and your host shoves
three kinds of Madeira at you, telling you
that not one of the three can be equaled in
tliis country; but for ali that the dinner last
night wasn’t first class. ”
“Wasn’t well cooked?”
“Oh, yes; well enough cooked, and I’ll
even go so far as to say that the various
wines were served with the right courses.
But for all that the dinner wasn’t first
class.”
“What the deuce was the matter with it,
or with you ?”
“You think perhaps I wasn’t first class)
You're mistaken. I was prime.”
“Grant that then. W hat was the matter
with the dinner?”
“It lacked refinement. I can’t say just
where or how. Refinement is like the odor
of a rose. You can’t define it. But a per
son of refinement is painfully conscious of
its absence in others. ’
From the eminence of his idealized refine
ment he continued;
“There are really only two houses in New
York where you can get a [terfeetly ap
pointed dinner. The head of one is a Euro
pean, and his entourage reflects the taste of
a cultured European—lie is Mr. August
Belmont, the other gentleman, Mr. Francis
R. Rives, is from the South. Some people
—the parvenus of society—say the Bel
monte are losing their grip on s >ciuty.
They're not losing their grip; they are sim
ply letting go of it. They are tired. You
rarely hear nowadays of the people who
were prominent in society here
in tho days when the 'Belmonts
were its unquestioned leaders. They are
either dead or, like tho Belmonts, tired.
When our society was smaller and more se
lect ; when it was graced by tho beauty of
Miss Wadsworth and tile loveliness of Miss
Beckwith and enlivened by the brisk con
versation of ladies iike Brookholst Cutting,
and when bon mots wore remembered; in
brief, in the halcyon days of society, the
house of Belmont was the first in the city.
August Belmont was the most cultivated rich
man in New York, ami from his coachman
to his button boy everything in his estab
lishment was perfectly appointed. The
same perfection of entourage exists in the
Rives iwtablishment. No family in Now
York society has so many real friends.
Mr. Francis R. Rives was Hecretary of I yo
ga t ion at the time his father was Minister
to France.”
“And these are the only two houses in New
York where you can get a [lerfecliy appoint
ed dinner?”
“Tlte only two in which a large dinner is
served in absolutely correct style. There
are six other houses where they give admi
rable small dinners—wltcre you foci that
you can dine as well as you" can at your
club. They ore the houses of Mr. Edgerten
Wintrop, Mr. Frederick Bronson, Col.
Will.inn Jay, Mrs. B. Cutting, -Mrs. G. F.
Jones and Mr. James V. Barker. Mr.
Parker especially is a capital host, and Lis
entertainments revive memories of the
glories of tlie old Parker House, now the
quarters of the Manhattan Club.”
"P/ut, dear boy, you oiait the A*tors.”
“The Astors have had tlifir money for
three generations, but they haven't gotten
over tlw parvenue state yet. They haven’t
acquired the art of living.
‘And the old Dutch families?”
“The Van Rensalaers are only a name.
The Livingstons—Maturin.of course—will,
it's a good house to lie seen at. One of the
twins, you know, married young Mills, and
the otner G. Cavendish Bentluck, nephew
of the Duke of Portland.”
"And the Vanderbilts?"
Tho gastmnomical guide lay back in his
chair, and after surveying the quettioner,
said :
“Renliy, my boy, I never hard of them.
Are thev in societ vt" Hurray Jamf.x
CONDENSED MICK.
READ THE ENDORSEMENT
Of Mr. C. M. Strahan, Asst. State Chemist of the State of Georgia,
Relative to tlie 3lerit© of
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OFFICE OF THE STATE CHEMIST. * University oip Georgia, Chemical Laboratory, I
Athens, Ga., May JBth, 1887. )
Messrs. S. Quckenheimer cS Son, Savannah. Ga.:
Dear Sirs— ln submitting herewith my analysis of the “Highland Brand” Condensed Milk, 1 beg to add a word of tom.
mendatfon: Careful examination, as well as the analysis, convince ms that this article is a perfectly pure oondessed milk. It contains
no ingredients save those natural to a good quality of cow's milk, and those in such proportions us would arise from evaporating four
gallons of fresh milk to a bulk of one gallon. No' cane-sugar has been added. It’s flavor is that of boiled milk, and when mixed with
three parts of water It.makes a beverag superior lx>th in richness and flavor to that usua'Jy furnished by city dairies. The boiling and
canning pitx-ew to which it has been evidently subjected renders it perfectly free from Infectious germs which may have been in it and
which fresh milk, on exposure, is prone to abs >rb an 1 transmit. Its hoalthfuluen and wholesomeness arc beyond question. Asa food
for infants and children, I should comment it a> preferable to b >th fro ill milk and the ordinary sugared condensed milks—to the
sugared condensed milks, owing to the fa *t that the large amount of sugar they contain conduces to the formation of fat, while the mi Ik
in question operates to build up the bones and muscles of t,lv< growing child; to fresh milk, on account of its purity, unftormlty, and
freedom from g wins—dualities difficult to s > -urn in the milk supply of cities mid indispensable to the health of the child:
I consider this condensed milk a first-class article, well calculated to All a pressing want in our cities and wherever the mother
finds herself at the mercy of the milkman. Very truly yours,
(Signed) C. M. STRAHAN, Assistant State Ghemiat*
) —*
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CERTIFICATE OF ANALYSIS.
Sample Highland Brand Condensed Milk. For Messrs. Guekeuheimer & Son, Savanuah, Ga.
Condensed Milk (specific gravity 1.087 at 70” Fahrenheit)
Contains Per Cent.
Water - 64.780
Fat - • 12.611)
Citseino - 8.485
Milk Sugar - -- -- - ......... 12.334
Ash 1.833
100.000
Taste, that of boiled milk, rich and palatable when mixed with three parts of water.
(Signed) rl|l>|l , ||f . _ r ..._ M. STRAHAN, Assistant State Chemist.
A copy of the above analysis has biiea suit by Mr. Etralmn to Prof. White, Goorgia Si. ate ChomUit, who is at present in Europ%
The Above Speaks fbi* Itself!
The manner of using the Highland Milk was fully advertised in last
Sunday’s issue of the News.
HIGH LAND A1 ILK,
PUREST, BEST, UNSWEETENED* UNSKIMMED, THE ACME OP PERFECTION,
IS WOIt SAXE! BY A.L.I. GROCEBB AND DRUGGISTS
lix 100. and 15c. Cans.
S. GUCKENHEIMER & SON, State Agents,
Savannah, Gra.
LAND FOR SALK.
GREAT AUCTION SALE
BEGINNING
Thursday, June 9, 1887.
East Sheffield Land Cos.
OWNING 1,200 ACRES OF LAND
Immediately adjoining the city of Sheffield, Tolbert countv, Alabama, laid off into Lots
and Blocks: nt the head of navigation, and Iwlow the Muscle Shoals on the Tennessee
river, opposite Florence and north of Tusoumbia, Ala.
Three lines of Railroad on the East Sheffield property, and complete system of Street
Railroad* from Sheffield through East Hh iffleld lands to Tiiscumbia.
FIVE LARGE COKE IRON FURNACES are now building at Sheffield, in sight of
the East Sheffield property, beeidee other manufacturing enterprises. The city of Sheffield
already lias a completed system of water work*, two banks, three railroads and two street
railroads.
the sot til sidk
Of the Tennessoe river, on which Sheffield and East Sheffield are situated never overflows,
and the bluffs are 150 feet high. The climate superb, and land* ail along the Tennessee
valley arc very fer tile. Country very healthy.
Lob, in East Sheffield, which owns the direct street car linn with Sheffield, are all large
and lie beautifully. No Lots leas than 200 feet deep, and nio*t of them 215 feet dec],
running back to 20 feet alleys. Street* and avenues run due north and *outb, east and
west, and are tio, ho, 100 and 100 feet broad.
For further particulars, pamphlet and map of East Sheffield send to
East Sheffield Land Cos., Sheffield, Ala.
TERMS OF SALE—One-fourth cash, balance 1, ‘1 and voam, at 8 per cent, interest.
Note* and bond* for titlea All purchasers who improve property in 12 month* to havo
returned one-half the purchase price; and those improving In 1H month* one-fourth the
purchase price. ,
Half fare rates for round trip to and from Tueoumbia over the railroads.
Auctioneer at sale, Col. GEO. W. ADAIR, of Atlanta, Ga. Traveling Advertising
Agent, Mk. A. M. WALTHOUR.
DIRECTORS OF LAjISHEFFIELI) LAND COMPANY-Col. E. W. Cole, Nash
ville. Twin.; Judge Hdwell iLCA' ■k*>n, Nashville, Tenia.; Judge John A. Steele, Tus
cutubia, Ala; Henry Atlanta, Ga : C. D. Woodson, Sheffield, Ala.. i’njsi
dcuit First National ftmffljMHßdd, ,11a.
iPRI< . *IO \ 1 EIR.I
t m;.vix v corv.f
HABOWARE.
SPECIAL ATTENTION.
BUYERS, both in city and country, are re
minded about our full supplies of every,
tiling In HARDWARE, STOVES. HOURS
FURNISHING GOODS, CUTUCItY, TINWARE,
WILLOW AM) WOODEN WAKE, HOLLOW*
WARE, AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS, etc,
etc.
LOVELL & LATTSWORE.
155 and 157 Congress Street,
HAVANNAH, ... ga
STEAM LAUNDRY.
SAVANNAH STEAM LAUNDRY,
131 Congress Street
Blanlfets anfl Lace Cnrtains
Cleaned as Good as New.
SEE CUR NEW REDUCED PRICE LISI
Work Called for and Delivered
FAINTS AND OILS.
LLOYD & ADAMS,
irOCIHOM TO A. B. COLLIBS A CO. t
The Old Oliver Paint and Oil Honi}
WILL keen n full line of Door*, Hash. Blind
V and Builder*' Hardware, Paints, Oils
Steamboat, and Mill SmipUes, Lime. Flastei
CVmeut. eto. Window <luum a specialty. A1
size, amt l.iml* of Piit-tring. A large lot of oiW
*ize Bu*U, Doors and liliuds will be sold at a dis
count.
AT THE OLD STAND,
No. 5, Whitaker St., Savannah, Ga
STOV *>.
Oil & Gasoline
STOVES.
A FULL LINE OF THE BEST MAEML
Cornwell &Chipmar
ODD FELLOWS BUILDING.
it A FRil.Nl> iu ndl* a friend Indeed." I
, V you have a friend .on l turn or her Ih
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