The morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, August 16, 1891, Image 9

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Newspaper Page TextPART TWO. A SKIRMISH FOR POSITION the coming political canvass IN NEW YOKK STATE •- Beer May ba an Issue—The Stocking Show— Young Hearet’a Yacht—Thoa. B. Clarko’a fc nterprise— Soda Water and Whisky—A Tattooer at Work. New \ork, Aug* 15. —The campaign in New York this fall is a skirmish for posi tion. The | residential campaign in 1892 will doubtless bo settled in this state, aud neither party will leave any effort untried to elect a governor. In a souse, the struggle is one of considerable more than local im portance, for upon the result and upon the degree of wisdom or unwisdom the success ful party may show at Albany much will certainly depend. K. P. Flower remains, as I predicted long ago, the lending democrat. Poor Jor.es, who has posed as a weak rival of Gov. Hill, isn’t and hasn’t been thought of. Hill himself is said hy some to desire a renomination, yielding the senatorship to someone whom he oan trust, but that is only matter for speculation. Whatever Gov. Hill’s will may prove to be, it will ba carried out. There was a time at the beginning of the leg islative session a year ago, when it seemed ns if the Democratic party had taken the bit in its teeth, the Jbouators in particular re jecting his advice in selecting a caucus nominee for president pro tern. But the session’s warfare had not far proceeded when the rebels were glad to seek and fol low again the advice of the shrewd man in the executive mansion. At present he is supreme in his party's councils. Brooklyn furnishes a possible candidate for either party. Mayor Chapin, with the prestige of a magnificent and unbroken record of successes behind him, keen, cool, ambitious, master of the wisdom of silence, wants the nomination. Of his success thero seems very little possibility, but politics is an uncertain game. A more interesting personality is that of Frederick A. Schroeder of the same city, prominently mentioned on the republican side. Schroeder is a bluff and kindly old gentleman, with a white mustache and goateo and a frank and oordial bearing. Ho has been mayor of Brooklyn and has represented the city at Albany. Probably no one could poll a larger vote for his party than he in the city where he is best known. It wiil be funny if Schroeder is nomi nated. In the disastrous campaign when IV arner Miller fell outside the breastworks, Mr. Schroeder openly criticised the republi can high license platform. He believes in beer. For that very reason many regard him as the strongest candidate possible, whi e others, remembering him us one of the disgruntled in 1888, strongly assert that he would not do at all. But Mr. Platt has said that Schroeder would be a strong candidate. This may, and may not, mean something. For my part, I expect to congratulate the beaten party, if it is not too badly Beaten. Success this year will make those" upon whom it smiles over-confident in 1892. Be sides, the initiative of action will be thrust upon them, the responsibility of mistakes, the certainty of displeasing many; while the beaten ones will hustle all the better next year for the beating. SODA WATER AND WHISKY. In every big newspaper building in New York whore any spare room is available for rental on the ground floor, Is a soda water fountain. At each of these, two or three or four white jackoted young tnen are kept re markably busy drawing “sweetened wind” all day and half the night. In each ease the fountain has an insignificant drug store annex, but it’s the soda water that pays the bulk of the thousiulds and thousands of dol lars rent. The newspaper buildings are not exceptional. The whole down town and almost exclusively masculine district is full of 8 ida shops. A liquor saloon was started not long ago in one of tho newspaper buildings and its p. ojector couldn’t make it pay. Isn’t there something suggestive about these facts? The truth is, the hard drinking h i bits of a generation ago are being consid erably modified for the better. There may be no more total abstainers, possibly not so many in proportion, and statutory prohibi tion has’t yet throttled tho “demon rum” to any great extent, yet and risking to excess is certainly on the decrease. You cun’t argue that it isn’t from the still ghastly number of saloons on nearly every block. It’s a sight disheartening enough at best, but a good deal more beer than whisky is sold ia them. No saloons are now without a full assort ment of bottled mineral waters for those who “aren’t taking anything stronger to day, thank you.” Perhaps the wisdom of swallowing so much ice coid liquid may be doubted, but at least it doesn't make u man drunk. Here in New York, where the liquor deal ers are at present in open revolt against the continued exactions of Tammany Hall and their organ, the W ine and Spirits Gazette , breathes out fire and slaughtering, the number of saloons is by no moans increas ing as rapidly as the population. Yet high license and other measures to restrict the number never looked more remote. There are plenty of file? in the ointment yet, but a worse Btate of affairs might easily he imagined—or remembered. AN “old fashioned man.” There is in New York a business man who ooes not send out letters typewritten by the gening machine worked by the young Oman with baugs. Every letter he"seuds neatly written out with pen by his pri -11 * secretary f and when it comes in its uu usuai delicacy of script with the business mans heavy signature scrawled boldly oss the bottom of the sheet tho man who feels as if he had been personally *7 delicately complimented. .... Ba * la this man’s office recently, idly ]-„ C , e P“l 0 young secretary write firo T. afler Jft’er until a big heap lay be v,: nim - ” f*en the last one was finished win rew ,’ ls hoteg into the waste basket Den s re '‘®f. put away the fine gold stool u . ~, 1,0011 u-sing, took up a heavy flo!iria? tUt \ snd sff o ' a few preliminary hol,1.!?’ P *’£ an forging his enioloyer’s 6Gm „r somewhat peculiar signature with atiiiit r fk ldlty and considerable skill. At he Tl i„u , slx repetition of the name dU P 11)6 sheot and held it out to me. firs* he eai<J . “I was a little rooky at that’s it‘o 686 Bl *' laturoe . but I flatter myself au?hon z i P f rett7fairone - I commit boss like thU oyo ry day. Toe when he’, m 7* °A BOltlo whare or other, and ters R„f 5®T e he 8 to ° busy to sign his let to ct w, 6 coun try dealers wouldn't lik > l.keto 31 5 ,10 d with a stamp. Thov a—D’n a stnn 6 pea denature; shows that man’s ettnnH,- ren ’ “byway—shows that a I’m glai “ d ‘“?‘° bis business. You bet 1 will nev*r „ throu *b wit “ this mess.” Dressive m-Jl, a ’ aia P at trust in an an im ethical beannt 1111 ?’ Uut wbat about the eat hearings of such a practice? Push! A bt’KEH TRADE, lit- le shop n r lycl ,* a T into a rather forbidding to.-aens which .h ® “i Wor ?'- P“g: one or two I ’aw a very mi* °® Tlew from the street. *’ a man wh £ nl£r° Up - In th ® middl ® witn tat oed h.ve D Y ced arms were covered °ther things Ho women and other tho * aßthe sample. By his side, ’ “that stood exhibiting a fat book of designs to half a dozen ycung fel lows who looked like dock latiorers or tea in - sters; certainly not sailors. The book was a very attractive one, apparently. The men eyed its hundred or more crudely drawn and colored pictures with evident admiration. One of them was chafferiug with the artist. “That air one’ll cost you $5,” said the man of needless, pointing to a picture of n fat woman, “decollete at both ends,” as the earing is. “I kin git dat done beautiful far two case,’’ raid the young chap. “Huh! Ye kin, kin ye? Do you know how much the tools cost!” ‘ ‘No, I don’t, but l kin got it done for—” “Dat’s all right,ycu .e tell me where, dat’s all. Look at de oolorin! Aud de tools cost just f0.50. Yonse make me tired !” And the artist turned away in disgust. He kuew his audience. The young man rolled up his sleeve and the artist set to work with his red and blue and black ink, pricking in an elaborate pat tern. Soon big drops of perspiration were standing on the victim’s forehead, but ha wouldn’t flinch in tbs presence of the little group who watched him. “Doesn’t it hurt?” oue of them Inquired. “Hurt? Na-ali !” said the victim; but the artist said briefly: “You bet.” TOBACCO MUST (50. Whenever I hoar a nice-looking young woman avowing herself a smoker of cigar ettesor possibly cigars, I remember how I once happened to pass through a farm kitchen away ia the backwoods late at night after the family had gone to bed and to be startled by the pungent odor of tobacco, and by a figure at the stove that rustled and retreated at my approach. It was the wife aud mother of the household, an old woman with neat dress and tidy gray hair, who had stolen there for the se ret solace of a pipe. It would be hard to say whether sho or I was the most embar rassed at my discovery of the habit sho wished to remain hidden. In that section of the country a consider able number of elderly women smoked their clay or corncob pipes, but not a single young woman or girl. It was a practice long ago considered unladylike. Now it seems as if the practice were in danger of revival by young women and girls, not in the backwoods, but in New York, aud even in Boston, where 1 have come to know of a public school teacher who smokes big black cigars. That makes two of my per sonal acquaintance—both nico young women and oue rather priggish even—who have got to cigars, while several are still in the cigarette stage. A cigar dealer names a certain brand the “Beau Sexe” to catch women’s patronage. It is queer that this should happen just at the time when so many vourg men are giving up the habit because it is inconsistent with athletio feats. On the whole, in spite of the perverse young women, the outlook is very favor able for an abandonment of the tobacco habit. Too optimistic? Not a bit of it. Who takes snuff now* Fifty years ago nearly every one did. Don’t you keep your grand mother’s snuff box as a sacred relic? Fifty years ago three mea chewed tobacco where one does now. Why cannot smoking, too, be banished if athleticism and aestheticism, with moral ami sanitary agencies of one sort and another, join hands against it? Tobacco hasn’t for 100 years had s i weak a hold as now. Anyhow if men think it right to smoke and cuew tobacco,why shoal in’t women? I hope they won’t, but is there any valid dis til, otio ? THE GREAT STOCKING SHOW. All the men who go to the races now adays—l haven't been, aid speak from hearsay—are enthusiastic. About the horses? No; no more than usual, but about the women's stockings, which are a whole show by themselves. It is getting to be as much the thing now for women to wear stunning costumes at the track as it is at the Ascot or tho Grand Prix. Only there is thi3 difference: The respectable element of femininity hasn’t quite adopted racing yet as in England or France. The s died sisters do not quite havo things their own way, but nearly so. Hsaoe the dressing is loud, particularly the stock ings. Uno wouldn’t suppose, iu thiß season of long dresses, that stockings would be visible, but my informant assures me that when one leg is carelessly crossed, man-fashion, above the other, a considerable length is revealed between the dainty low silpp -r and the skirts, discreet hem. The slipper itself Is often embroidered. The stockings are in any shade that fanev may suggest, embroidered with the most gorgeous flow ers. A common design may bo—so it has been described to me; I haven’t been there too see and wouldn’t so take an ungentle manly advantage of a lady’s inadvertano? as to look if I were—a vine running up the ankle, branching out above whore there is more room and bearing gorgeous flowers, roses red and lilies yellow and other things. Seems to me that stockings are the last place to lavish ornamentations, but so I’m toid. tHOMAS n. clarke's venture. Why in the world should any one find, or affect to And, anything undignified or out of the way in Thom is B. Clarke’s reported determination to enter into business as a picture dealer? Have we snobs in the coun try? Is there any moral difference be tween buying pictures for a “sale,” as Seney has twice done, and dealing in them directly ? Mr. Clarke has been hitherto only a buyer for his own galleries. He has spent thousands of dollars for good pictures—good American pictures. He has done more with his comparatively modest fortune to on courage native art than Seney, Vanderbilt, Hilton and al! the rest of them, who want nothing that does not cost tiiousa ds for the French name in the corner. Clarke has bought pictures, not names; if he continues the practice as a dealer and so encourages American talent, artists will be profoundly grateful and no one will have cause to grumble except the dealers who make big commissions on foreign pictures. More power to the elbow of him who will give the American painters the material en couragement which alone they need. The best of them paint as well as the French men. Benjamin-Constant found that to be true in Inness’ case, a.d there are others us good as Inness. THE INCREASE OF YACHTING. I have been forcibly reminded this sum, mer of the growth of the holiday spirit in busy New York by the enormous increase in the number of yachts. They fairly swarm about the harbor an 1 rivers on pleasant days. Little and big, every one of them represents a deal of fresh air to the owners and an impetus to domestic shipbuilding industry. The increase is most rapid in steam and naphtha launches and yachts. The wonder ful speed which has been dovelopod by young Hoarst’s Herreshoff boat has sot everybody marveling. Thirty miles an hour is a" speed that makes one giddy to watch. If a poor newspaper cuss like Hearst can’t have a floating palace like Jay Gould’s Atalanta. W. K. Vandertilt’s Alva or Bennett’s Namouua, he can at least beat them in speed. More than that, be could go round and round the City of Paris or the Majestic going at full speed. It is pretty safe to look for a still further growtn of the yachting habit, which can be gratified at an initial expense of from 1300 SAVANNAH, GA., SUNDAY. AUGUST IC. 1891. up, and which beats horse racing for the exnilaration of speed. THE MOTOR OF THE FUTURE. It would seem that few people iu New Yrm have much faith in electricity fur nishing the surface motive power of the future, upon crowded streets, at least. Broadway an i Thir l avenue are both in a terrible state of all-torn-upness, i wing to the laying of the cablo tubes, and traffic, always difficult, has become almost impos sible. The man who invents a cheap and practi cal storage battery sys’em of electrical motive power will be a benefactor to his kind. , WAS IST I.OS MIT COOGAN ? Coogan, the Bowery furniture dealer who added piquancy to one mayoralty campaign by running on the labor ticket, paying enormously for the privilege of defeat, has dropped completely out of sight politically. He has let half his big store to auotner business, which prompts the inquiry whether the kind of advertising he got paid after all. Politics and business don’t mix well. Owen Lanodon. THE HUMAN CORKBCRIW. Leaders Who Wriggle ar.d Form Spinal t urves. (Copyriqht.) New York, Aug. 15.—Newport has gone daft over Delsarte. Henrietta Russell, that shrewdest of clever oaithetis, is here busily engaged in skimming the cream of cream. Mrs. W. C. Whitney is her backer. She became interested in Mrs. Russell and her theories last winter in Now York,opened her drawing room, aud had invited a dozen to hear these new doctrines of grace. The class grew. People began to ask, nay beg, for invitations. Then Mrs. Whitney conceived the idea of having a supplementary season of Delsarte at Newport, to accommodate those who were unable to hear Mrs. Russell in town. Well, Henrietta came over with her ex traordinary gowns, her curious draperies, her quaint ornaments and her marvelous Pang. She came, saw and conquered. Came to be not only listened to, but received socially. Came to be lunched by Mrs. Htuyvesant Fiah, to be petted by Mrs. Whit ney, to be approved by Mrs. Astor and to be chummy with Sallie Hargous. The choicest cullmgs from the smart set meet twice a week to writhe, wriggle, bend and sway; to relax and decompose —by the way, why couldn’t Del arte have selected a word that wouldn’t smack quite so strongly of an over corpse? These pupils form spiral curves and make corksorews of themselves, and at the eud of each lecture fifty fair 400 floppers fall at the feet of their instructor. For not only does Mrs. Russell teach these ladies how to bow. smile, walk and sit down, but how to fall gracefully aud lie, a limp and lithe mass of tangled lace and drapery, upon the floor. There was some demurring at first. “Who is this woman,” asked Mrs. Wettnore, “and wbat is sho coming to teach us for* Why should she tell us how to walk?” But, after the swells had found that Mrs. Russell hud lectured the orowned heads of Europe, or the English nobility, which is all the same, and af;er Mrs. Astor bad approached her at the end of oue of her lectures and said, “ My dear Sirs. Russell, you have opened anew world to me,” everything was smooth sail ing for this audacious little woman, who dares tell members of the 400 how to be have. Mrs. Russell presses her pupils into ser vice at her classes. She calls up a married beauty to strike an effective pose or a fa mous bells to illustrate the difference between a good and bad position. Fancy ordering a Vanderbilt to cone to the front or an Aster to stand up in meeting. Further more, on oue occasion, when Mrs. Uusscdl was illustrating the various tell ing ways a woman may look at a man, she suddenly declared she could do so much better if she had a inaa to look at, and called up Frank W. Andrews, who was attending the lecture, aud asked him to be a target for the killing glances she had in store. Mr. Andrews, with the gal lantry for which he is celebrated, assisted the lady to the best of his ability, and o i joyed his first lesson in Delsarte quite as much as his friends. Let us take a peep in at the teacher and her class this morning. Before Mis. Whit ney’s door stand the smartest turnouts in Newp rt. In the ballroom there is the soft frou-frou of silken skirts, and the ripple of silvery laughter, und tho murmur of 'well modulated voio-s. The great ballroom is separated from the drawing-room bv a high gl iss partition, before which stand three eaorin ms vases filled with palms, which tower to the ceiling. On the three remaining sides of the ro- m broad windows open into balconies, dubbed ".he modesty scats,’’ where the sby people Bit, aud whica aro filled with gay cushions, easy chairs a id gorgeous draperies. The ceiling is decor ated iu robins’ egg blue and gold, the floor and raised platform are covered with oriental rugs, aud in a semi-circle sit the fairest and most famous of Ne.v York’s fashionables. First, the sta'ely, gracious hostess; Mrs. Whitney decorates her cottage with differ ent flow ers for each lecture. One day it is with a wilderness of pink roses, than she wears a pink gown iu harmony. Today the house is crowded with purple sweet peas, and Mrs. Whitney wears a simply made lilac cotton frock, in which sue looks as attractive as in one of her elaborate cos tumes. Niis. Stuyvesant Fish, aristocratic, grande dame, is iu palest lavender, with a boa of litao water feathers about her throat. Mrs. Astor —well, what do you fancy the great and only “Mrs. Aster” wears? The simplest blue gingham, barred with red, a little straw bonnet trimmed with dxisies, a white, embroidered veil ad diamonds as big as almonds. Mrs. Kornochan is stately in black brocade and diamond butt ms, and Mrs. Justice Grey is also in black. Mrs. Frederick Vanderbilt is stunning in pink crepe, ornamented with big white crescents. There is a wonderful girdlo cf black jets with bretf-1108 and trimmings to match, and a tiny black lace bouuot crowns ber dark hair. Ward McAllister’s niece is in pink croDon. and Miss Leary, who gives the most famous mustcales in Newport, is m biack siik, with knots of white ribbon in her bon net. Perhaps the fnost attractive women in the room are beautiful Mrs. De Forrest and her sister, the famous Bailie llargou?, who is to be married on Sept. 15. and who is euTounded on that account by an addi tional atmosphere of interest. Mrs. De Forrest, who is a typical Spanish beauty, is in bronze-green chiffon over silk. There is a bolero jacket of jet and a boßnet of black lace, with gold and jet spangles. Pretty Sadie is in pale green crepe trimmed with dark gresi velvet and white laco. Her bon net is a mere wreath of white flower-, and her tiny shoes are of patent leather and dark green suede. One more beautiful gown is noticed of white India silk, sprinkled over with blue violets aod trimmed with violet blue velvet, with sleeves of white chiffon. Tha bonnet is of violets and lilies. With the beautiful faces and gay cos tumes the scene is like nothiug so much as a lovely flower garden. The hum of convers nation ceases as Mrs. Russell oomes in, fol lowed by her pupil and protege, Mite Florence Sears of Buffalo, who is doing for the 400 of that city what Mr*. Uis-tell is for Newport. What does this woman, who has set New port agog by her sayings and and. i igs, look like/ She is not a |big woman, though she has the gift of making herself look taller than sho really is. She is weli rounded, but in some mysterious fashion will make ycu swear she Is slender. She is as lithe us a serpent, aud ns capable cf vibrations as a violin string. Her eyes and mouth are her beauty. Tue eyes are blue gray, ith long, dark lashes, and express all s >rts of emo tions iu swiftly changing ganoes. Her flexible, curving lips, parting over glisten ing teeth, ara quite as suggestive, She is not a handsome womau.but fascinating and magnetic. Her gown? Ah! Well, that is a riddle. One is conscious of some soft, crepe fabric of golden tau hue, falling in thomost graceful lines and statuesque folds, and ciasped and caught here and there with bizarre ornaments of carved ivory. The hair is cut in a pre-Raphaelite fashion aud forms a nimbus over the low brow, and over it is ret a tiuy Venetian cap of bronze and copper embroidery. It is a curious medieval figure this, sot among alt these modern frills, flounces and fripperies. And it ia a more curious sight to watch th ese women, bound in steel aud whalebone, cor sottod to the last notch, try to imitate the fret, perfectly easy and subtile movements of their teacher, whose every joint is un fettered. 'There’s no uso—society w ill have to take off its corsets before ii can be as graceful as Russell. Mrs. Russell puts her class through first., the relaxing motions, consisting of shaking fingers, rolling the hea l and hips, then the opposition movement to gee balance and poise, then the succession of movements during which the arms make one motion while the hips are doing quite another. Then to finish the exercises every blessed swell save Mrs. Astor falls on tier face. Of course, one could not expect such a per formance from the stately leader of the Four Hundred. And now the men are getting the Del sarte fever. Mrs. Stuyvesint Fish gave a luncheon this week and Mrs. Russell was called upon to do some of her work for the men who wore present. So tlie la ly posed and bowed and fainted for their benefit aud received a storm of applause. The result is that next season men are to he admitted to Mrs. Russell’s classes. Several prominent social leaden? have formed diner nlubs. Each takes her turn giving a dinner party, after which there is to be a Delsarte dance, when the men shall be put through their paces and the women shall laugh at their awkwardness. The question arises, is this merely a fad or craze, or is there something real an 1 sub stantial behind these seeming eccentricities and posings? Mrs. Russell declares that there is a great misconception in regard to the scope of the work of Delsarte. “Delsarttsrn,” she says, earnestly, “is the analys's of human expres sion and the scionce of art. The trouble is that his ideas havo been presented to the American public by people who have only learned the rudiments of his theory. Ac cordingly, the idea has gone abroad" that it means only a kind of rosthetk. gymnastic, sat." method of elocution. But it means much more than than this. It is the theory of all art, and its principles aro os applica ble to music, painting ami sculpture as to acting. Gounod was a pupil of the elder Delsarte, aud Shumann studied with the Sounger Delsarte. Gladstone sat sit should e taught iu every school in England. I am merely trying to show people how, by studying my principles of art, thoy may make an art of life itself. We cannot all be p ets or painters, but we can convert our daily acts into graciousness and let our conversation be polished with beauty.” Mrs. Russell does not hesitate to attack slang, boisterousness, bluntuess and hauteur in most uncompromising fashion. She is not one bit awed or overwhelmed by the exalted character of her audience. She is a lady boro and bred, is accustomed to the best London circles of society, and cau hold Her owu anywhere with perfect ease. She enjoys teaching these lovely and refined women, and says that she finds their intelli gence far over tho average mark. They acquire physical execution faster than other women, owing, she thinks, to the fsot that the greater part of their su nner lives la passed in outdoor exercise, driving, horse back riding and sea bathing. I: is the quiet midale-class women who mope in the house all day, who are the most difficult to teach the principles of grace ad beauty,” says Henrietta. “I find, too, that money does not make a lender of society. It may lie necessary, but pers inal ( harm and in tellect are neoa-sary alsu. Mrs. Russell further says that mat y of the older ladies learn foster than the y ting ones. For illus tration she is teaching the bow of cere ttony which shall expr s? many things, well bred reserve, cordiality without effusiveness, manner and repose. She puts tue ladies through this exereLe and <avs that the bows of Mrs. Wbitney and Mi r. Astor a o most expreiivo. Mrs. Whitney’s bow from a carriage is a dream ami Mrs. Astor with her stately courtesy expresses volumes with little movement. Pitoovr Pndennis. Love’s Rep ose. ‘ Tecum vivere atneus; tecum obearn libeus Was I ever so happy, so happy I Oh! the day has been heavy anil long. And mv heart has been hushe i by the tempest, And buried the breakers among. But now in the blue of the haven My anchor is lost with my cares. And I laugh at the threat o f to-morrow, And the frown that futurity wears. Oh U care not a sigh tor the tempest— It has swept to such heave-tv calms: Though I'm weary grown, daring, with wait log For this quiet and rest of your arms. The starlight is Hooding our haven W ith a spray that is gold on your hair; Your eyes are like beacons of splendor That have saved me from depths of despair. Yet I marvel that I am so near you. Aed I wonder at winds from the skies: To be swept to the calm of my dreamland. And the light of your beautiful eyes! Was I ever so happy, so happy! Why, perhaps, just a summer ago; Hut away from your arm—oh: believe me— bo happy? ah, never! ah, no! SIWANNOOCHKE. Dupont, Oa., A up. 12.1891. 20 Per Cent. Under Cost. WILL YOU MISS THIS? We ARE STILL RESOLVED TO CLOSE OUT our Second Floor stock regardless of prices, so that the object is attained. For 10 Days more the nominal prices affixed will be lowered by a 30 per CENT DISCOUNT. It isn’t to your interest to lose the chance of getting fine Bric-a-Brac, Chinaware, Statues, Bronzes, Vases, Stands, Lamps, Glass and Art Wares at such prioes. —Ad. Sternberg’s, Dunlap’s fine hats and the liopatcong sun hats at LaFar's.— Ad, Gymnasium shoes and tenuis shoes, at LaFar’s.— Ad. Puff bosom shirts, lawn aud Scotch goods at LaFar’s.— Ad. SNAKES WRECK A ROME. A P.EKKING NEST OF RT P TILBB UNDERMINE A IIOUS.ri The Crawling’ Tnir gs Drove the Ownsr From the Piece- Feriner Githens’ Ter rlbc F right Lambertville, N. J-, t tartled. Freei file Philadelphia Frets, Lambertville, N. J., and Its environs swarm with Brakes. Off to the east of the town, where the country grows wild and rocky, there are dark holes at every turn that seem a likely habitat for the crawling things, and make one shudder. But the uucanny experience of Farmer Joseph Uithens, who lives about a mile and a half from the nostotfice, gave a rude shook to the townsmen last week, accustomed though they are to the “pesky varmints," and women and children start nervously to-day at the very mention of the "boasts.” The word sets their flesh crawling. Githens Rtopped at the old Lambertville hotel last Saturday to water his horses, and as he told his story the listeners eyud hint mouth agape. A DILAPIDATED HOME. Tlie house he calls his home is a rude log affair, with two rooms on the ground floor and a garret. It stands back from the coun try road in a rocky field. It is a rough shanty, full of cracks aud crevices; rank grass flourishes under the stone steps in front and reaches up toward the dilapidated win dow sills. There is a seedy looking acre of land about the hut that bears no sign of cul tivation now or at any time. The farmer and his wife hnvo seen snake? in plenty hero and there in the neighbor hood, but so have all the country folk for miles around, and thought nothing of it. It is a land of reptiles, and little toddling boys and girls learn to tramp on and kill garters and slim blackstmkes as they would toads. There is no dread of them. mysterious thievings. It was about two months ago that Airs. Glthmis began to tell her husband of vari ous article? being stolon from tlioir open larder in the back yard. Milk would be dipped out of the pans, eggs and butter take i bodily away; many chickens disap peared, and almost every conceivable kind of victuals took its departure in a strange way. The tilings were generally missed in the morning, but not alwajß. Tbioves were suspected. Tramps are continually moving back and forth through the country, and Mr. Githens laid the sundry robberies at their door. He kept his rusty old gun in a handy place, and gave his wife a lesson or two in handling it. He laid in wait nights when he could. He finally got a biack-and tan dog, but this animal disappeared and the farmer gave it up as a bad job. The things that disappeared were not vuluabla enough to give the couple much worry, but the thieving went on as the weeks passed. A CAVE-IN OF THF. KITCHEN FLOOR. The crisis came on Friday Inst. As Mr. and Mrs. Githens moved around to get their breakfast that morning, thoy noticed the earthen floor about the big stove in the kitchen somewhat cracked. But they gave it little attention and went on with the meal. Soon after 7 o’clock the farmer loft the house and walked 100 yards off to the barn, where he was getting in some bay. His attention was called from the job not long afterward by a wild shriek from his wife, who rushed out of tho rear door of the hut and beckoned excitedly for her spouse. H hurried toward her. While Mrs. Githens was up stairs in the garret she had heard a jumbling sound be low, and lookiug down the rickety stairwav to the kitchen saw a strange sight. The stove was gone, aud in it place was a gap ing hole three or four feet across. Wituout waiting to investigate she summoned her husband. Ama’/ and at the collapse of his kitchen floor Githens got a lima bean-pole from the yard, seven or eight feet long, and shoved it down into the gaping chasm to tost its depth. Standing Imck from the edge lest the earth should further oruinble he reached the rod down six feet, wnen it seemed sud denly to be grippsd by a muscular hand down below, moved aud twisted about, and was finally wrenched from his grasp. A SEETHING NEST OP SNAKES. Involuntarily he started back and his wife scroamed. Tilings wore serious enough to make a call upon the neighbors devil abe. A number of Githens’ friends were told of the crisis, and hurried with him back to the kitchen. '1 he hole n eautime had become bigger. A piece of newspaper was touched with a match and tossed into the aperture. As it blazed up in ita deg ent it rovialed some sort of life in the big cavern. A lantern was finally got and its l ava thrown down the black hole. And then the three men saw a sight that made them slot with fright. The whole bottom of the chasm was oue bristling bed of s ak s—smooth, shining blackscakes. The reptiles were of every size. A big head, with oten jaws and darting fork, and tongue, was raised uo above the squirm ing heap that must have belonged to n huge twelve foot crawler. Wound in and out through bis fold3 were sco cs of baby snakes from six inches to three feet long. The whole earth seemed to be wriggling, and at the disgusting sight to party threw them selves backward fiomthe loathsome place. They took but one look morn, and that was enough. The whole house, it was evident, would soon be overrun with the creeping horde, and Farmer Uithons and his wife moved away to a neighbor’s. A HOME DKSIRTKD. Since Friday noon they have not set foot rear the worse than haunted spot. No one will approach the place. Even the men folk are afraid. But Mr. Githons now knows that the den of slimy snakes is the deu of thieves for which he watch'sd for many weeks. The reptiles had cleaned out the big hole under the house, made a nest of it, and then preyed for food on the Githeos’ provender. It was these stealthy robbers that made off with the butter and eggs, the chickens and b ead, and that bad lapped the fresh milk from Mrs. Githens 1 pans. It was probably the snakes, too, that seized and oarried off the dog set to watoh f< r robbers, and carried him down into the crawling hole beneath the door. And now the neighborhood does not talk lightly of Its snake population, and the "varniln” and th-ir nests are given a wide berth byevery farmer and housewife. Mr. Githens swears he will never return to bis rickety house, even should it be purged of the teeming snake life down below. Chinese helmets, light Bombazine bats, at LaFor’s.— Ad. Elastic seam drawers, gauze underwear in variety, at LaFar’s. — Ad. Artists' Materials, all kinds, at M. T. Tay lo’r 135 York street. — Ad. The only harmless cure for sick head aches is called Quicks top, and sells for 35 cents, at Solomons & Cos., druggists.— Ad. Old newspapers —3oo for 25 oents —at business office. Morni.no News.—Ad. Abbott's East Indian Com Faint cures corns, bunions and warts. — Ad. DRY GOODS. 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Don’t forget to have vours put in order in time, and not wait until it is too late. Send to, or ring up NO. 451. T. .A.- "W-A-IR-ID, HE IS THE MAN. PAGES 9 TO 12. BRICK. P.W. Meli-rim, A M. Lerrt.Eß, President. Vice President. A. R. Fawcstt. Secretary and Treaurer. The Liberty Manufacturing Cos. is now prepared to supply BRICK of superior quality, in any quantity. Samples can be seen, and an inspection is invited, at the office of the o mpanv, is Barnard street, city. A R, FAWCETT, Secretary.