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thing by way of alleviation, because he and
the wounded man belong to different na
tions, wbich have abominated each other
for centuries. The wounded man is an
Israelite, and the stranger now coming on
this scene of suffering is a Samaritan. They
Del ng to nations which hated each other
with oDjurgation and malediction diaho.ic.
They had oppodlion temples, one on Mount
Gei izini and the other on Mount Moriah, and
I guess this Samaritan when he comes up
will give the tallen Israelite another chp
and say: “Good for you! I will just finish
the work these bandits began and give you
sne more kie. t jat wiil put you out of vour
misery. And here is a rag of your coat
that they did not steal and I will take that.
tVhat! Do you dare t i apj>ed to me for
mercy? Hush up! Way, your ancestors
worshiped at Jerusalem when they ought
to hat e worshiped at Gerizim. Now take
that! And t a.! And that!" will say the
Samaritan as he pounds the fallen Israelite.
No; the Samaritan rides up to the scene
of suffering, gets off the beast and steps
down ard looks into the face of the wounded
man and says: “This poor fellow does not
belong to my nation, and our ancestors
worshipped in different places, but he is a
man, and that makes us brot ers. G and
pity him as I do!” And he gets down on
bisknees and begins to examine bis wounds,
and straighten out bis limbs to see
if any of his bones are broken,
and says: “My dear fellow, cheer up,
you i .elled l ave no more care about
yourself, for I am going to take care
of you. Let me feel of your pulse! Let
me listen to your breathing! I have in
these bottles two liquids that will help you.
T'ne oue is oil, and tuat wi.l soothe the pain
of ttteee wounds, and the other is wine, a id
your pulse is feeble and you feel faint, and
that will stim date you. Now I must get
Sou to the i Barest tavern.” “O, no,” says
le man, “I can’t walk; let me stay here
and die. “Nonsense!” says the fa uaritan.
“You are not going tidie. 1 am going to
put you on this beast, and I will bold you
on till 1 get you to a place where you can
have a soft mattress and an easy pillow.”
Now the Samaritan has got the wounded
man on his feet, and with much tugging
and lifting puts him on the beast, for it is
astonishing bow stn ng the i-pirit of kindness
will make one, a* you have seen a mother
after three weeks of sleepless watching of
her boy, down with scarlet fever, lift that
half-grown boy, heavier than her elf, from
couch to lounge. And so this sympathetic |
Samaritan has. unaided, put the wounded
man in the saddle, and at slow pane the
extemporized ambulance is moving toward
the tavern. “You feel better now. 1
think,” says the Samaritan to the
Hebrew. •■Yes,” he says, “I do feel
hotter.” "Hallo, you landlord: help me
carry his man in and make him comfort
able.” Tbat nigbt the Samaritan sat up with
the Jew, giving him water whenever he felt
thirsty and turning bis pillww when it got
hot, and in the morning before the Samari
tan started on his jouruey, he said "Land
lord. now lam obliged to go. Take good
care of this man and I will be along here
soon again and pay you for all you do for
him. Meanwhile here is something to meet
present expenses." The “two pence" be gave
the landlord sounds small, but it was as
much as ten dollars here and now, consider
ing w hat it would there and then buy of
food and lodging.
As on that December noon we set under
the shadow of the tavern where this scene
of mercy bad occurred, and having just
passed along the road where the tragedy
bad happened, I oould, as plainly as I now
see the nearest man to this platform, see
that Bible story re-enacted, and I said aloud
to a group under the tent: One drop of
practical Christianity is worth more than a
temple full of ecclesiasticism, and tbat good
Samaritan had more religion in five min
utes than that minister and that Levite
had in a lifetime, and the most
accursed thing on earth is national
prejudice, and I bless God that I live
in America, where Gentile and Jew, Protes
tant and Catholic, can live together with
out quarrel, and where, in the great na
tional crucible, the differences of sect, and
tribe, and people are being molded into a
great brotherhood, and that the question
•wnich the lawyer flung at Christ, and
which brought forth this incident of the
good Samaritan. "Who is my neighbor?”
is bringing forth the answer “My neighbor
is the first man I meet in trouble,” and a
wound close at hand calls louder t>an a
temple seventeen miles off, though it covers
nineteen acres
I saw in London the vast procession
w hich one day last January moved to Bt.
Paul’s cathedral nt the burial of that Chris
tian hero, Loid Napier. The day after at
Hawarden, in conversation on various
themes, I asked Mr. Gladstone if he did not
think that many who were under tbe
shadow of false religion might not never
theless be at heart really Christian. Mr.
Gladstone replied: “Yes; my old friend
Lord Napier, who was yesterday buried,
after he returned from his Abyssinian cam
paign, visited us here at iiawarden aud,
walking here in this park where we are now
walking, he told me a very beautiful inci
dent. He said: ‘After the war in Africa
was over, we were on the march and we
had a soldier with a broken leg who was not
strong enough to go along with us and we
did not dare to leave bim to be
taken oare of by savages but
we found we were compelled to leave
him and we went into the nouse of a woman
who was said to be a very kind woman,
though of the race of savages, and we said:
“Here is a very sick man, aud if you will
take care of him till he gets well, we will
pay you very largely,” and then we offered
five times that which would ordinarily be
offered, hoping by the excess of pay to se
cure for him great kindness. The woman
replied: “I will not take care of him for
the money you offer. Ido not want your
money. But leave him here, and I will
take care of bim for the sake of tbe love of
God.”’” Mr. Gladstone turned to me aid
said: “Dr. Talmage, don’t you think that,
though she belonged to a race of savages,
that was pure religion?” And I answered:
“I do; I do.” May God multiply all the
world over tne number of good Samari
tans!
In Philadelphia a young woman was dy
ing. She was a wreck. Sunken into the
depths of depravity there was no lower
depth for her to reach. Word came to the
miduight mission that she was dyirg in a
haunt of iniquity near by. Who would go
to tell her of the Christ of Mary Magdale i?
This one refused, and that one refused, say
ing, “I dare not go there.” A Christian
woman, her white locks typical of her pu
rity of soul, said, “I will go, aud I will go
no -v,” She went and sat down bv tbe dying
girl and told of the Christ who
came to seek and save that which
•was lost. First to the forlorn one
came the tears of renentance, and then
the smile as though she had begun to hope
for the pardon of him who came to save to
the uttermi st. Then, just bef re she
breathed her last, she said to the angel of
mercy bending ever her pillow; “Would
you kiss me?” “I will,” said the Christian
woman, as she put upon her cheek the last
salutation I efore in the heavenly world, I
think, God gave her the welcoming kiss.
That was religion! Yes, that was religi on.
Good Baraaritaos along every street, and
along every road, as well as this one on the
road to Jericho.
But our procession of sight-seers is again
in lire, and here we pass through a deep
ravine, and I call to the dragoman: “David,
what place do you cry this?” and he re
plied: “This is the brook Cherith where
Elijah was fed by the ravens.” And in that
an-wer be overthrew my life-long notions of
the place where Elijah waspvaited on by tne
black servants of ihe sky. A bmok to me
had meant a slight depression of ground,
and a siream fordable and perhaus fifteen
feet w.de. But here was a chasm that an
earthqu .ke must have scooped out with its
1> ggest shovel or split with its mightiest
battle-ax. Bix hundred feet deep is
It, and the brook Cherith is a
river, which when in full force is a
silver wedge, splitting the mountains into
precipices. The featherod descendants of
Elijah’s ravens still wing their way across
this ravine, but are not like the crows we
supposed them to lie. They are as large as
eagle*, aud one of them could carry in its
beak and clinched claw at once enough food
for a kelf-dozea Elijahs. No thanks to the
ravens; they are carnivorous an 1 would
rather have picked o n the eyes of Elijah,
wh'm they found at the mouth of bis cave
on the side of Cherith, waiting for bis
breakfast, having drunk hi- in rning bev
erage from the rusning stream beneath,
than have been h.s butiers and pur
veyors. But God compelled them, as
he always has compelled and always
will compel black and cruel and over
sb sdowing providences to carry help to his
childre i if tbev only have faith enough to
j catch the blessing as it drops from the
i seeming adversity; the greatest blessing
j always coming not with wntte wings but
black wings. Black wings of conviction
bringing pardon to the sinner. Black wings
ofj crucifixion over Calvary bringing re
demption for the world. Black wings of
American revolution, bringing free institu
tions to a continent. Black wing* of Ameri
can civil war, bringing unification and
solidarity to the republic. Black wings of
the J udgment day, bringing resurrection
to au entombed human r-.oe. And in the
last day, wheu all your life and mine will
be summed up, we will find that the great
est blessing we ever received ca ne on the
wings of the black ravens of disaster. Blass
God for trouble! Bless God for sickness!
Bless God for persecution! Bless God for
poverty! You never heard of any man or
woman of great use to the world who had
not had lots of trouble. Tne diamond must
be cut. Ths wheat must be t. reshed. The
black ravens must fly. Who are these near
est the throne? "These are they who come
out of great tribulation and had their robes
washed and made white in the blood of the
Lamb.”
But look ! Look what at 4 o’clock in the
afternoon bursts upon our vision—the plain
of Jericho and the valley of Jordan and the
Dead Sea. We have come to a place where
the horses not so mneb walk as slide up
on their haunches, and we ail dismount, for
the steep descent is simply terrific,
though a princess > f Wallachia, who fe 1
here and was dangerously injured, after re
covery, spent ala >ge nmount of mouey in
trying to make the road passable. Down
and down! till we saw the white tents
pitched for us by our muleteers amid the
ruins of ancient Jericho, which fell
at the sound of poor music played
on “ram’s horn,” that ancient instrument
which, taken from the head of the leader
of the flock of sheep, is perforated and
prepared to be fingered by the musical per
former and blown upon when pressed to the
lips. As in another sermon I have fully
described that scene, I will only say that
every day for seven days the ministers of
religion went round the city of Jericho
blowing upon those ram’s horns, aad on the
seventh day, without the roll of a war
chariot, or the stroke of a catapult, or the
swing of a ballista, crash! crash! crash 1
went the walls of that magnificent capital.
On the ovening of Dec. 6, we walked
amid the brick and mortar of that shat
tered city, and I said to myself: All this
done by poor music blest of God, for it was
not a harp or a flute, or a clapping cymbal,
or an organ played, at the sound of which
the city surrendered to destruction, but a
rude instrument making rude music blest of
God, to the demolition of that wicked place
whioh had for centuries defied the Al
mighty. And I said, if all this was by the
blessing of God on poor music, what
mightier things could be done by the
blessing of God on good music,
skillful music, gospel music. If
all the good that has already
been done by musio were subtracted troiu
the world, I believe three-fourths of its re
ligion would be gone. The lullabys of
mothers which keep sounding on, though
the lips that sang them forty years ago be
oame ashes, the old hymns in log cabin
churches and country meeting houses, and
psalms in Rouse's version in Scotch kirks,
the anthem in Euglish cathedrals, the roil
of organs that will never let Handel, or
Haydn, or Beethoven die. the thrum of
harps, the sweep of the bow across viols,
the song of Sabbath schools storming the
heavens, the doxology of great assem
blages—why, a thousand Jenchos of sin
have, by them all, been brougut down.
Seated by the warmth of our camp-fires
that evening of Dec. 6, amid the bricks and
debris of Jericho, and thinking what poor
music has done and what mightier things
could be accomplished by the blessings of
God on good music. I said to my sell: Min
isters have been doing a grand work and
sermons havo been bloused, but would it not
be well for us to put more emohasis on mu
sic? Oh, for a campaign of Old Hundred 1
Oh, for a brigade of Mou it Pisgahs! Oh,
for a cavalry charge of coronations! Oh,
for an army of Antiochs and St. Martins
and Ariels! Oh, for enough orches
tral batons lifted, to marshal all
nations! As Jericho wa3 surrounded
by poor music for seven days
and was conquered, so let our earth be sur
rounded seven days by good gospel music,
and the round planet will all be taken for
God. Not a wall of opposition, not a throne
of tyranny, not a palace of sin,not an enter
prise of unrighteousness could stand the
mighty throb of such atmospheric pulsation.
Music! It sounded at the laying of crea
tion’s corner-stone when the morning stars
sang together. Music! It will be the last
reverberation when the archangel’s trumpet
shall wake the dead. Music! Let its full
power be now tested to comfort and bless
and arouse and save.
While our evening meal is being pre
pared in the tents we walk out for a mo
ment to the “Fountain of Elisha,” the one
into which the prophet threw tbe salt, be
cause the waters were poisonous and bitter,
and lo! they became sweet and healthy;
and ever since, with gurgle and laughter,
they have rushed down the hill and leaped
from the rocks, the only oheerful object in
all that region being these waters.
Now on this plain of Jericho the sun is
setting, making the mountains look like
balustrades and battlements of amber and
maroon and gold; and the moon, just above
the crests, seems to be a window of
heaven through which immortals might
he looking down upon the scene. Three
Arabs as watchmen sit beside the camo-flre
at the door of my tent, their low conversa
tion in a strange language all night long a
toothing rather than an interruption. I
had a dream that night never to be for
gotten, that dream amid the complete tuins
of Jericho. Ita past grandeur returned, and
I saw the city as it was when Mark Antony
?;ave it to Cleopatra and Herod bought it
rom her. And I heard the hoofs of its
swift steeds, aud tbe rumbling of its chariots
and the shouts of excited spectators in its
amphitheater.
And there was white marble amid green
groves of palm and bal-ain: cold stone
warmed with sculptured foliage; hard pil
lars cut into soft lace; Iliads and Odysseys
in granite; basalt, jet as the night, monnted
by carbuncle flaming as the morning; up
holstery dyed astnough dipped in the blood
of battlefields; robes incrusted with dia
mond; mosaics white as sea foem flashed
on by auroras; gayeties which the sun saw
by day, rivaled oy revels the moou saw by
nigbt; blasphemy built against tbe sky;
ceilings stellar as tbe midnight heavens;
grandeurs turrsted, archivolted and inter
columnar; wickedness so appalling that es
tablished vocabulary fails and we must
make an adjective aud call it Herodic.
Tbe region round about the city walls
seemed to ine white with cotton such as
Theaius describes as once growing there,
aud sweet with sugar enue, and luscious
with orauge and fig* and pomegranates, and
redolent with such flora as can only grow
where a tropical sun kisses the earth. And
the hour came back to mo when in the
midst of all that splendor Herod and ed. com
manding his sister Salome immediately af
ter his death to secure the assassination of
all the chief Jews whom be had brought to
tne city, and snut up in tt circus for that
pui nose, and tbe news came to the audio..ce
in the theater as someone took the stngo anil
announced to the exceed multitude: “Herod
is dead! Herod is dead!” Tuen iu my
dream, all the pomp of Jericho vanished
| and gluom was added to gloom, and desola-
I tion to desolation, and woe to woe, until
| perhaps the rippling waters of the fountain
of Eli ba suggesting it—as sounds will
sometimes give direction to a dream—l
thought that the waters of Christ’s salva
tion and the fouctai s “open for sin aud
uucleanliness” were rolling through that
THE MORNING NEWS: MONDAY, OCTOBER 20, 1890.
plain and rolling aernas that oontineot, and
rolling round the earth, until on either side
of their banks all the thorns became flow
ers, and all the deserts gardens, and all the
hovels mansions, and all t..e fu.erals
bridal pr'>c ssiocs, and all the blood
of war was turned Into dahlias, aid
a 1 the groans became anthems, and Dante's
“Inferno” became Dante’s “Divina Corn
media,” and "Paradise Lost” was submerged
by "Paradise Regal ed.” and tears became
crystals, and cruel swords came out of
foundries g.istenicg ploughshares, and, in
my dream, at the blast of a trumpet the
prostrated walls of Jericho rcae again. And
someone told me t at as these walls in
Joahua’s tim at the a u .ding trumpets of
doom went down, now at the sounding
trumpet of the gospel they come up again.
And 1 thought a man appeared at the door
of my tent, and I said: “Who are you
and from whence have you evomef’
and be said: “I am the Sa
maritan you heard of at the tavern on
the road from Jerusalem to Jericho, as
taking care of the man who fell among
thieves, and I have just come from healing
the last wound of the last unfortunate in aij
the earth.” And I rose from my pillow ,n
the ten: to greet biro, and my dream broke,
and I realized it was only a d’eam, bat a
dream which shall become a glorious reality
as surely as God is true and Christ’s gospel
is the world’s catholicon. “Glory be to the
Fatser, and to the Son, and to the Holy
Ghoet. as it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be, world without end.
Amen.”
LOVB LAUGHS NOT AT BLACK
SMITHS.
The Daughter of Mr. Cammick Elopes
With a Forge Master at W'ashing
ton.
From the New York Herald.
Washington, Oct. lfl.—The latest sensa
tion in a matrimonial way is the elopement
of Misi Annie Cammack, the only daughter
of Mr. John Cammack, a wealthy retired
florist of this city, with a blacksmith who
kept a small rhop Dear her father’s man
sion.
The blacksmith bears the aristocratic
name of Arlington Hardesty.
The couple went over to Baltimore last
Friday and were married by the Rev. Wil
liam Clapp. They speDt tbat nigbt in Bal
timore and the next day at the happy
groom’s humble lodgings near Mr. Cam
macu’s mansion.
On Sunday morning the bride pegged
over home, and announcing that they had
just returned from Baltimore, took up her
home life where she had loft it off.
On Monday morning a letter was received
by her father from a Baltimore friend de
tailing the circumstances of her stay there
with Hardesty, and when he confronted her
witn this story she promptly denied the
whole thing. Mr. and Mrs. Cammack,
bent on satisfying themselves, went over to
Baltimore and found the marriage in the
books at the recorder’s office.
That night Mrs. Hardesty went home
with her husband again to his modest
quarters over a neighboring little shop.
LEFT A HAPPY HOME.
Mr. Cammack retired from business cares
years ago with an ample fortune, and bis
home on the Seventh at: eet road, just about
the Soldiers’ home, Is one of the finest
suburban residences about this city. His
first wife, the mother of the eloping girl,
has been dead some yoars, and his present
wife, a most estimaable lady has been a
kind stepmother to his only daughter.
The young lady has had her own way
pretty much, having plenty of money with
which to entertain her friends, and was a
great favorite. Her father doted on her,
but he did not spoil her.
When sho left school a year or two ago
she was highly accomplished. Since then
she has had all the advantages of pleasant
society and lively company. Her gowns
were perfection in number and style. She
is tall and graceful, a blonde and possessed
of pleßty of admirers.
LOVE IN A SHANTY.
She is already in possession of a small for
tune left her by her mother and uncle, and
with what her father may leave her she will
be wealtny.
The blacksmith shop whioh Hardesty
opened three years ago is the last place in
the world that even the most romantic girl
should become enthusiastic over. It is a
little dingy shed just opposite the grounds
of the Camunack mansion. The lusty youug
blacksmith had plenty of work, but seems
also to have had abundant time to excite
sparks of love in the h -art of the heiress.
Vv’hen he began throe months ago to walk
boldly up to the front door and spend his
evenings in the splendid drawing room talk
ing to his beloved one, Mr. Cammack mildly
remonstrated and finally forbade his daugh
ter to receive the mail’s attentions.
The opposition made stolen interviews a
necessity. Miss Cammack’s fancy for the
anvil whacker increased, and when he,
striking the iron while it was hot, proposed
a runaway marriage In Baltimore she was
only too willing to comply.
Mr. and Mrs. Hardesty are now residing
at their humble home, a stone’s throw from
the Cammack mansion, and business at the
forge, after the sensational developments of
the past few days, will probably be remun
erate ad brisk. Mr. Hardesty has quanti
ties of information on the extent of his
beautiful young wife’s present income and
future prospects, and they will look about
shortly for quarters more in keeping with
what she has been accustomed to.
Mr. Cammack has not much to say about
the matter, feeling keenly the publicity
whioh his daughter’s unwise act has oc
casioned. It is quite probable that the
young people will be given every encourage
ment, and if the blacksmith has as much
sense as strength his wife may not regret
her step after all. At present they are both
intensely happy, and their dreamsof life are
as bright as t ie sparks from the anvil. The
Cammacks are an old Washington family,
nearly all of whom have gained and held
large fortunes.
CRAMPED FOR ROOM.
Tbat Is the Condition of the President’s
Family. ■>
Washington, Oct. 19.—Other Presidents
have got along very comfortable in the
white house, but President Harrison, it
seems, finds the executive mansion too
small for his family. His present household
consists of himself aud Mrs. Harrison, their
daughter, Mrs. McKee, and her two child
ren: their son, Russell, and his wife and one
child; Mrs. Harrison’s sister, Mis. Diin
mick, and her father. Dr. Scott. This is a
large number, but not so large by two
children as were in the house in Presi
dent Johnson’s term, yet the latter
made no complaint of cramped quarters.
Indeed, it is doubtful whether any Presi
dent’s faraiiy, in the strict sense of the
word—that is, whose membership was con
fined to those who had no proper home
elsewhere —has been very greatly incom
moded in the white bouse; for, while the
rooms are not particularly abundant, they
are large and airy. But the Harrisons
began their complaints with the red ants,
and wind them up with the close quarters,
because all the relatives, on both sides ot
the family, cannot be comfortably packed
away under the roof of the old mansion.
It is quite possible that larger quar
ters are needed; but, in the opinion of a
good many observers, there is an opening
tor reasonable doubt whether the h use was
ever intended as a haven for the iatiiers and
mothers, bro hern and sisters, sons-in-law
and daughters-in-law of the chief exocu
tiie; and the question of extending its area
might well be met with the alternative
question of reducing presidential house
holds to something like the proportions con
templated by the fathers of the republic in
providing a dwelling for them rent free.
Italian Gunboat Foundered at Sea.
Rome, Oct. 19. —The loss of the Italian
torpedo boat which left Naples for Spezzia
some time ago has been confirmed. She
burst her boiler, and foundered at sea.
Throe officers and fifteen sailors were
drowned.
KNIGHTS OF TBB GRIP.
The most innocent man on the road—
The Drummer.
Ever si: ce the inimitable Curtis appeared
before American audiences with his “Sam’l
of Posen.” the above sentence has been a
familiar cne in all sectups of this country.
It seems, moreover, to lose none of its pop
ularity and appropriateness with age.
The drummer is a great institution: he is
a necessity under the present conditions of
commerce and business. The number of
drummers on the road regularly in the
United S ates is put down at 250,000. Their
salaries and traveling ex eases annually
am uut to f1.000,000,000. Tnis vast body
cf commercial travelers support and keep
up two-thirds of the hotels and livery sta
bles in this country. Fully one-third of the
passenger rtoeipts of the railroads comes
from the drummers.
• * * * * *
The knight of the grip generally feels his
important; he is a thorough man of the
world, and appears to be "at home” where
ever be is thrown. He recognizes the fact
that he is no theory—in business —but a
condition, and a very necessary one at that.
He is omnipresent on railway lines, on the
steamers anl around the hotel s . He is well
posted on all subjects, and a first-class talk
er. Your true drummer knows everything
—or pretends to know it.
During the great Mav week in Savannah
last year the Hon. P. W. Meldi itn made a
brilliant speech of welcome to the visiting
drummers who had gathered thore from all
quarters. Two of the hits he got off are
worth reproducing.
Speaking of some of the characteristics of
the “drummer, ’’ he said: “Hi self-control
is wonderful. He takes a drink whenever
he feels like it—and generally feels like it!
His powers of endurance are proverbial. He
can go without food or drink, can travel
days and nights without rest or sleep, can
endure exposure to all sorts ot weather. I:i
short, gentlemen, the drummer cun stand
everything, except his own expenses!”
***** * *
A few evenings since a party of commer
cial men were sitting on the piazza of the
Gulf house, in Thotnasville, enjoying the
cool breezes which are nightly waited ovor
the “City among the Pi es” from the ds
tant gulf. As usual with a crowd of
knights of the grip stories were being told,
and jokes freely exchanged. An Atlanta
drummer led off:
“Not long ago,” said he. "my house de
cided to employ a stenographer and type
writer, as businoss in the office was getting
too heavy to be handled by the old methods.
“Everything worked well for
awhile, and the boss took kits
of pride in dictating letters and
signing them up when they had gone
through the type-writer. It huppeaed,
however, that shortly after that I ’sold a
bill of goods to a regular customer of
mine, an old fellow down in county,
who is as good as gold, financially,
but shockingly illiterate. The old
chap can hardly write his name, and would
have hard work reading a circus poster: but
he is very sensitive on that point a id don’t
want any man to allude to or notice his de
ficiencies. Now, when the house sent the
invoice of his bill of goods, they wrote him
a letter on that aforesaid type writer hop
ing the goods would reach him safely and
open up satisfactory, and hoping to have
his further valued orders, the usual chest
nut iu such cases.
“The old fellow received the letter in due
time, and he decided it was something
new—not having seen anything of tbe kind
before. He worried with it a while and
finally read its contents. Then it dawned
upon his benighted mind that my house,
being aware ot his edacitioual shortcom
ings, had gone to work and had the letter
printed, so he could read it better. That
made him hot, and the mo e he studied over
it the more his "Irish r se.’
“So in less than a we9k after the goods
were shipped wo received a money package
containing tbe amount due for tbe bill, and
a letter from the old fe’low, saying:
"Messrs. &, Cos.. Atlanta , Ga :
“Dears Sms—Yore goods is to hand, allso
yore lettur which is in print. I will hav you to
no I kin rede ritin, and it aint nossasary fur you
to hav yore letturs printed fur me to rede. I
alwais pays my dets, and I sen you in cloze
what I ow you, as I doant Tow no ntan to make
fun of me. Nothin moar at prezent.
“Yores respectfuly, .’
"The boss was paralyzed when he got that,
and didn’t know what to say to the old
man. He wrote me to go down soon and
see our old friend and try to straighten him
out. lamon my way now, but don’t know
what luck I will have.”
* * * * * * *
“During my last trip home,” said a well
known Savannah drummer, “one of our
good customers was in the city buying fall
goods, and I took him around to the thea
ter in order to show him some attention.
Ho was from the wire-grass section of
Georgia and lived a good ways back from
the railroad. lam morally certain he had
ne er been inside of a theater before.
“It was the opening night of the season
and the play was McCarthy’s Mishaps. Ow
ing to its being for the benefit of our Sa
vannah branch of the S. T. A., the house
was literally jammed. A larger crowd
was never seen ia the building, I don’t
think.
“We had two good seats down in the or
chestra, and us tve were early we sat there
&nd watched the people pour into the tboa
ter in a steady stream, while the ushers had
their hands tull of business assigning ticket
holders their seats. I enjoyed tbe rustle
and confusion, also enjoyed my country
friend’s amazement and eemi-cousternaticn
as he watched crowds filing down the aisles,
aud occasionally glanced around or upward
as the stamping of many feet aud the
whistling of the gallery g> ds betokened im
patience for the performance to begin.
"Finally, the seats were all filled and the
‘standing room only was being rapidly
utilized, when the orchestra came out a.’d
took their places, arid the footlights were
turned up preparatory to the raising of the
curtain. I turned around mmy seat and
surveyed the vast crowd which filled the
theater from pit to dome, and I could’nt
help feeling good as I thought of the fact
that a goodly- share of the receipts would
go into our* branch treasury—thanks to
clever Jim Shaw. Leaning over to my
yokel friend I said with considerable enthu
siasm:
■Magnificent bouse, isn’t it?
“He did not answer for a moment, but
slowly turned himself about and carefully
surveyed the big structure from floor to
ceiling, and then, in an awe-struck tone
of voice, ho replied: ‘Finest building I
ever seen. I wonder what she cost!’ ”
* * * * * * •
The Columbus drummer was next on
deck. Said he: “I was down in Apalachi
cola several years ago and attended a mur
der trial which was going on there at the
time. They had right smart trouble in
getting up a jury, as a good many of those
summoned had expressed opinions one way
or the other, or were challenged for good
cause. When they had gotten ail the jury
except one man lhey called up a merchant
of Apalachicola, a Frenchman, who hadn’t
I een in this country very lo g. He couldn’t
speak English the best iu the world, and ho
got pretty badly mixed up by the lawyers
as they put him through the usual
course of sprouts. At last he seemed to
pass muster and they were abo_t to put him
in the jury box, "hen the old iudge, who
had l een watching the monsieur pretty
closely all the whi.e. said, says he:
‘Mr. M—l would like to ask you a ques
tion or two betore you take your s a:.’
The Frenchman bo wed politely, and twirled
the euds of his mustach as l.e si r n fled hi*
readiness to be questioned.
“ ‘Are you opposed so o ipital punishment?
asked the judge.
“*O, no!' replied Mr. M., decidedly.
The judge looked thoughtful a moment,
and then au idea seemed ~i strike him.
“ ‘Mr. M.,do you understand tbe meaning
of capital putti hme it?’
“ ‘Searteenly I do!’ said the Frenchman
“‘Well,’ said the judge,‘please exp aii to
the court your understanding of tne suoject
of capitnl du isnment.’
“ ‘Veil?” said he.poinling toward the pris
oner, ‘eef ze man va3 geeity I vould hang
: him. bat eef he vas not geelty I vould send
| him to ze penitentiary for life! 1
“I don’t think tbev took Frenchy on that
| jury.”
J*** * * * *
“I bad a little experience in thia town
about a year ago,” said a Savannah drum
! mer, **w icb made me leei very cheap. In
fact, for about ten or fifteen minute* you
could have bought me for a half dozen
copper cents. I got on the Albany train at
8:30 o’e'ock in the morning, intending to go
to Pelham to see J. L. Hand. I
walked into tne smoker as the train
pulled out, and in there I met
a brother drummer who was also going up
the road. I took a seat by him and he asked
me where I was going. I told him Pelham,
and he asked me if I wanted to see Hand
I replied yes, that be was the only man I
sold to up there.
“‘Well,’ says he,‘you wont find him
home, as he went to Atlanta yesterday.’
•The ilea then fiashei over me that I
would lose a day under the circumstances,
and as I knew I put in the time to
good advantage dowii"in (Quitman or Yral
doeta I was sorry I had left Thomasville.
VV e were rounding the loDg graceful curve
which the Albany division of this road
makes as you go out from here, and had
Gotten about half a mile from toe depot.
ust then Capt Ward—one of the beet and
most gentlemanly conductors in the
south—came In, taking up tickets,
I stated my casj to him
and begged him If possible to let him off.
We were not running very fast and he kind
ly consented to stop for me. The bell line
was pulled and as the train slowed up I
went baek in tbe first-class coach and gath
ered up my sachel and sample case, and as
we came to a stop 1 steppes to the ground
from tne rear platform. The brakemau
assisted me off with my things, and imme
diately the train resumed its journey.
• I picked up mv duds and struck out for
the depot. Tne place where I got off was
among those negro cabins which line both
sides of the right of way out there beyond
the oil mill. I hadn’t gone fifty steps down
the track before I became aware of the fact
that I was an object of great interest
to the colored population inhabiting
those houses. Numbers of women
and ohildren stood in the doom, or came
out to the gates, heads were posed out of
the windows, and I realized that I was the
center of observation. I could not com
prehend what the coons were staring at me
for with so much interest, until finally a
young pickaninny at tne gate of the nearest
cabin yelled out, in tones of the greatest
delight:
“ ‘Dey put de buctra off de train! L>ey
put him off de train!”
■‘Tne cry was taken up all along the lie .
and from a cabins came the cry:
‘Dey put de bucltraoff! He didn’t hab no
money!’
“In an instant I realized tbe absurdity of
my situation, and my face turned red as
fire. I felt cheap as thunder one minute,
then I got mad and stopped. I glared at
the coons who were laughing (as they
supposed) at my expense, and I started to
say some Sunday school words to them.
But 1 concluded that uppearances were dead
against me, so I quickened up my speed and
soon got past those cabins. For about five
minutes—while I was running that gaunt
let—l could have been bought cheap, dirt
cheap!”
DBIVHN TO BHAME AND CHIMB.
Misfortune Caus es a Wife’s Fall and
Sends Her Husband to Jail.
Cincinnati, Oct. 19.—A stubborn legal
oontest is in progress in the common pleas
court here over Florence Evaline Virgien, a
bright girl 10 years of age. The progress
of the suit is eagerly watched by two per
sons now in Bt. Louis—tbe mother, an in
mate of a questionable house, and the
father from behind tne bars of the four
courts. The story of the father's
crime and the mother's sin entail
a romance. Three years ago F. W.
Virgien, an ex-lieutenant of the German
army, who had been promoted on the field
of Sedan, arrived in St. Louis with his wife
and child Florence. He was employed i y
M. Ebret & Cos., but lived extravagantly
and was soon arrested and convicted of
embezzlement. He went to the penitentiary,
aid his wife, left penniless, struggled
for a v.-htle and then fell. The little
girl was legallv adopted by Louis L. J.
Koch, a traveling man of that city. Virgien
never learned the iacts abjut his wife and
child until two weeks ago, when he was
released. The double shame drove him to
desperation and he was again arrested, this
time for robbery, and is now in jail. Mea.i
time his mother died in Europe and left the
daughter Florence 85,000 for educational
purposes. Viegien’s sister in Brooklyn
brought suit for possession of the child,
which is resisted by the Kochs. Virgien’s
mother loft a large astute, but hearing of
her son’s conduct disinherited him.
They Knew All About Her.
Gossip about women as a commodity is in hot
demand. An instance occurred the other day
when three young women fell to discussing
Mrs. George Gould and comparing notes about
her. One had seen her when she was summer
ing near Rye, another stopped at the same hotel
with her up in the Catskills for a week or two,
and the third had seen her at her town house
None of these ladies had the slightest acquaint
with Mrs. Edith Kingdon Gould, and their gos
sip was in no sense malicious, yet they talked
for two hours about the wife of the famous
young millionaire, and covered nearly every
thing conceivable in her physical and
mental make-up. It would seem from
th ir observation that Mrs. Gould
never uses powder in any form, and that hence
her face is somewhat slimy at times; that she
drives a pair in the park with her hands down
just like a man—a difficult feat for a woman
ami that when she lived in Westcnester county
she was so fond of yachting that she went
aboard her husband’s big schooner every after
noon at 2 o’clock and waited till he came up
from the city, when he rowed out to her from
the shore. Three men would discuss, adjust
and dismiss the Gould family in five minutes,
but when the three pretty gossipere tore them
selves apart from luncheon the other day, it
was with the impression that they had still left
a great share of the important Information that
they had gained about Mrs. Gould untold.
Electric Oars Collide.
Augusta, G v.,Oct. 19. i’wo electric cars
collided in front of the Arlington hotel this
morning. No serious damage was done,
but passengers were all shaken up.
MEDICAL. "
Peculiar
Peculiar in combination, proportion, and
preparation of ingredients, Hood’s Sarsapa
rilla possesses the curative value of the best
known rcme- ■ *
vegetable *IQ O w S kingdom.
Peculiar in its strength and economy, Hood’s
Sarsaparilla is the only medicine of which can
truly be said, “ One Hundred Doses One Dol
lar.” Peculiar in its medicinal merits, Hood’s
Sarsaparilla accomplishes cures hitherto un
wSSarsaparilla-uS
the title of “ The greatest blood purifier ever
discovered.” Peculiar in its “good name
at home,”—there is more of Hood’s Sarsa
parilla sold in Lowell than of all other
blood purifiers. Peculiar in its phenomenal
record ~,1; _ m sales abroad
no othe rw* 6CUII £*■ preparation
ever attained so rapidly nor held so
steadfastly the confidence of all classes
of people. Peculiar in the brain-work which
it represents, Hood’s Sarsaparilla com
bines ail the knowledge which modern
research-™ _lf in medical
science has ■ O S ISc 11 developed,
with many years practical experience in
preparing medicines. Be sure to get only
Hood’s Sarsaparilla
Sold by all druggists. j?l; sixforg.V Prepared only
by C. X. HOOD & CO., Apothecaries, Lowell, Mass.
100 Doses On© Dollar
FTNERAL INVWATION?.
NTTNGEZEP. -The re!ativ*s and friends of
1 Mr. C. O. NrsoiZEß are invit-d to attend his
funeral at 330 o'clock T.ilS AFTERNOON
from hJs father s residence. No. 93 Henry s.reet.
EHLEN. —The friends and acquaintance of
Joseph Ehlyn are requested to attend his
funeral from his late residence. 42 Jones street,
at 3 o'clock THIS Monday AFTERNOON.
Interment at Bona venture.
MEETINGS.
CILI.VTO.V LODGE NO. 54. F. 4 .4. M.
A special communication ol this lodge A
will fc* held at Masonic Temple THIS JV.
(Monday) EVENING. Oct. COtti, at 8
o’clock The M. M. d-gree will be con- _ _ '
ferred. Members of sister lodges and visiting
brethren are cordially invited to mee with us.
FRANK H. MORSE, W. M.
Waring Rcssell, Jr.. Secretary.
OE KALB LODGE NO. 9, I. O. O. P.
A regular meeting will be held THIS (Monday!
EVENING at 8 o'clock at Odd Fellow*' new
building.
The Second Degree will be conferred.
Members of other lodge* and visiting brethren
are cordially Invited to attend.
By order of H. M. REEVE, N. a
John Rilzy, Secretary,
CITIZENS' SANITARY ASSOCIATION.
Office Citizens' Sanitary Association, I
Savannah. Ga., Oot. 19, 1890. j
A meeting of the Executive Council Citizens’
Sanitary Association, open to all members, will
be held MONDAY EVENING. 20th. inst. at 3
o’clock p. it. at the office of the association, 7
Drayton street. JAMES B. READ,
President.
Denis J. Morphy, Sec'y.
LESTER CAMPAIGN CLUB.
There will be a meeting of the club MONDAY
EVENING. Oct. 20, 1 890, at Catholic Library
Hall at 8 o'clock. A full attendance is desired.
Ail favorable to the election of Hon. Rufus
E. Lister to next congress are invited to enroll
themselves as member* of the club.
HENRY C. CUNNINGHAM, President.
J. Randolph Cooper, Secretary.
MEETING TO ORGANIZE
A Cotton Factory Association!
A meeting of the citizens of Savannah who
wish to interest themselves in the formation of
a MUTUAL CO-OPERATIVE ASSOCIATION
to build a Cotton Factory here, will be held at
Catholic Library Hall, on TUESDAY, the 28th
inst., (October) at 8 o’clock. It is hoped that
every individual in the city, those of small as
well as of large means, will interest themselves
in this most important enterprise.
John Schwarz, Henry Hohensteia,
G. W. Umar, J. L. Whatley,
R ; B. Harris. C. H. Oimstead,
Wm. Garrard, Wm. Rogers,
D. G. Purse, F. S. Latbrop,
St. J. R. Yonge, R. H. Tatem,
Jordan F. Brooks, Gen. n. Nichols,
H. C. Davis, H. T. Moo-e,
B. H. Levy & Bro , J. S. Collins.
W. K. Wilkinson, W. B Mell.
W. L. Wilson, Wm. N. Nichols,
A. Fernandez, Rowland <£ Myers,
Emil Newman, Waring Russell,
Fred Grimm, S. .1. Wheaton,
Hugh Logan, Robt. M. Hicks,
John R. Dillon, S. K. Platsaek,
Peter L. Constantine, J. G. Yonge,
Marcus S. Baker, John D. Gould,
E. J. Kennedy, Dryfus Bros.,
J. K. P. Carr, Wm. E. Mongin,
Louis Alexaner and many others.
SJPECIAL NOTICES.
On and after Feb. 1, 1890, tbe bruit of meas
urement of ail advertising m Hie Motiving
News will be agate, or at the rate of $1 40 an
inch for the first insertion.
GO TO
FRIED A HICKS’
RE3TAURANT,
THE FINEST
IN THE SOUTH.
9. 11 and 13 Market.
ROW LIN SKI,
Pharmacist,
Prescriptions. Ships' Medicine Chests filled
and labeled in French, German, Swedish, Nor
wegian or Danish.
Broughton and Drayton Streets.
Telephone 465.
SAVANNAH DENTAL PLATE CO.,
NO 133 CONGRESS STREET,
Between Bull and Whitaker Street*.
DR LANIER
Will visit rooms daily from 12:80 to 1:30 o’clock,
to administer Gas and extract Teeth.
PRICES VERY REASONABLE.
DK. T. F. lIOBEKoON, ’
DENTIST.
ODD FELLOWS BUILDING,
Corner Barnard and Slate Streets.
SW ISS ALPINE FLOWERS
as a delicate perfume, combined with
the best materials known to scienc9 for the
teeth and gums, makes
‘EDELWEIS DENTIFRICE”
—A—
perfaot artiole for the boudoir. Only
—AT—
BUTLER’S PHARMACY,
Corner Bull and Congress streets
DON'T BE “SHORT” OF “MONEY."
For if you are, “Uncle Adam," at No. 20 Jeffer
son street, between Congress and Broughton
streets, will advance you on your Jewelery,
Diamonds, Clothing, Etc., Eto. Open, 7a. m. to 9
p ” ADAM STRAUSS. Manager.
DON’T GIVE UP IN DKSPAIRL
Dyspeptics, you will find a reliable remedy in
DR. ULMER’S LTVER CORRECTOR.
It is a faultless vegetable preparation, and
indorsed by prominent medical men.
Silver medal and diploma awarded over com
petitors.
Prepared by
B. F. ULMER, M. D.. pharmacist.
Savannah. Ga.
Price, $1 per bottle. Sold by an druggists.
NOTICE.
Neither the master nor consignees of the
British steamship GLADESTRY, Wilson. master,
will be responsible for any debts contracted by
the crew. a. MINIS’ SONS,
Consignees.
FOR RELIABLE MEDICINES*
FANCY ARTICLES,
PURE CANDIES AND FRESH SEED,
PATRONIZE
HEIDT’S DRUG STORE.
CIGARS AND TOBACCO.
THE TSTIEjZXIT TIME 1
Yon Want to ©rnok*
PURCHASE 1
El Triunfo Cigar*
THEY RECOMMEND THEMSELVES. IS*
-A.ll Dealers Sell Tlier ! B
S. GUCKENHEIMER &, SON*
WHOLESALE AGENTS. |SJ!
SPICIAL NOTICES.
TWO BEAI TIEUL “I II,DING LOT> V~T
PRIVATE PALI:.
Those two beautifully located lots on
Whitaker, between Hail and Gwinnett, each
mrasuring 38 feet fro ' with a depth of 111
feet from Whitaker to H ward streets q- es
lots, fronting as they do ou the Park Extension
commend th- mselves to those who are looking
for a first-class location, always ooen to tne
coo'ing breeze of the southeast, and haie'an
unol-strueied view of our beautif I park and
extension. These lots are about the only one in
the entire city that offer such advantages ’ f "
building a really first class resid-nee. ’Beside
having the above named alvautnges haie a
street in rear instead of a lane. Lots can he
treated for either separately or togeta- r For
price, etc. call or address
HARMON, WALKER & McHARP.IE,
Real Estate 156 Broughton street
DR. HENRY 6. FOLDING
WILL
RESUME PRACTICE
THIS MORNING.
AMTJ 9E M EXT
SAVANNAH THEATER^
Mcndavand Tuesday, Oct 20 and 21,
Matinee Tuesday Afternoon
The reigning favorite of the comedy stage The
charming and gifted comedienn-
MISS VERNONA JARBEAU
IN HER BRILLIANT MUSICAL COMEDY
STARLIGHT,
Replete with all
THE LATEST OPERA GEMS! PRFTTv
FACES! EXQUISITE TOILETS!
A company ot acknowledged Comedy Artisis
CATCHY SONGS! ORIGINAL MUSIC:
New Gavotte by handsome girls, beautifully
Costumed. Witty sayings! Funny situations'
THAT’S ENOUGH, DON’T YOU THINK’
JEFF. D. BERNSTEIN, Prop’r and Manager
Seats at Butler's Oct. 18, 9 a. m,
“Warde-Dower*” Combination Oct. 90~-d .v*
Savannah Theater.
An Unusual Event. Two Nights
OCTOBER 22 AND 23.
Remember the date ns it will become Historical
THE EMINENT TRAGEDIAN
FREDERICK WARDE,
Aocompanied by tbe Distinguished Artiste '
MRS. D. P. BOWERS,
And his Excellent Coterie of Accomplished ’
Players.
Wednesday Night, Oct. 22, Shakespeare's
MACBETH.
Thursday Night, Oct. 28, Shakespeare's
PIENRY VIII
COSTUMES, ARMOR, SCENERY. ETC.
Are Rich. Accurate and Appropriate
Prices 25, 80c., Si. Reserve Seats2k: extra
Sale of seat3 begins Oct. 20 at BUTLER’S Drug
Store.
The importance of this attraction and tbe
great artistic reputation of the stars, will at
once commend this engagement to all theater
goers. Respectfully, T. F. JOHNSON
Next Attraction—THE GREAT METROPOLIS
Oct 25.
THE CIRCUS.
King & Franklin's New Colossal Show will
meet with large patronage during its exhibition
here, for it* reputation is of the best and the
public are confident of being delightfully enter
tained. All amusement-goers know it to be one
of the standard oaDvas shows of the country,
with nothing of the catch-penny or clap-trap
about it. The show will exhibit nere. afternoon
and evening, corner of Whitaker and Second
avenue, Monday and Tuesday, Oct. 20 and 21.
BANKS,.
josTTTwf.ed. 1 " j^TT.’lt'ATb-'Nii
President. Vice President
JAB. H. HUNTER, Cashier.
SAVANNAH BANK A TRPST ft
Savings Oep't
ailo "' 4%
Deposits of Si and Upward Received.
Interest on Deposits Payable Quarterly.
DIRECTORS:
Joseph D. Weed, of J. D. Weed & Cos.
John C. Rowland, Capitalist.
C. A. Rsitze, Exchange and Insurance.
John L. Hardee, Capitalist.
R. G. Erwin, of Chisholm, Erwin & dußignon
Edward Karow. of Strauss & Cos.
Isaac G. Haas, General Broker.
M. Y. Maclntyre, of M. Y. & D. I. Maclntyre
John Lyons, of John Lyoas & Cos.
Walter Coney, ot Paterson, Downing & Cos.
I). C. Bacon, Lumber.
“PRINT,3sG AND BOOKBINDING.
1890-FALrai'trows'
PRINTING AND BINDING,
BLAS3K BOOKS.
Establishment fully furnished with all
necessary TOOLS and MACHINES-.
PAPERS and MATERIALS. Compe
tent Workmen. Established Repina I
tion for Good Work. Additional or - I
ders solicited. Estimates furnished. I
BAY STREET.
GEO. N NICHOLS.
COTTON* FACTORS.
John Flannery. John L. Johnso*
JOHN FUNNER! & CO.,
Cotton Factors,
SAVANNAH, GA
Bagging and Iron ties furnished, at I
market rates. Prompt attention K lven ' I
business entrusted to us. Liberal casu ad * ' |
made on consignments of cottou. _ I
FISH AND OYsTfiBS. I
ESTABLISHED 1858.
M. M. Sullivan & Soil
Wholesale Fish aoi Oysier tot I
150 Bryan st. and 152 Bay lane. FfavsnnaE ■
Fish orders for Punta ftorda receive a
have prompt attention.
mirr MORNING NEWS
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