Georgia Historic Newspapers

    This is the season made up of “trying
divs’’— tryings of all sorts and descrip
tions. There is the trying of the disposition;
when one works hard and conscientiously
nd all efforts seem to fail, and yet the re
sults must be borne! Now is the time for
the trying on of the spring outfits, from the
hat to even the shoe, including, of course,
the :naay hours spent at the dressmakers’.
Taen, and to many perchance, the happiest
Is during the Lenten season especially, the
trying to be good and to do good, not alone
to ourselves, but to our fellow creatures.
The longing to do something for others is
a sublime thing, and when accom
plished brings absolute joy to the
heart. I believe everybody wants to help
someone else, though the aotivity necessary
to such au end is uot always manifest.
However, the desire is inborn, be the motive
a selfish or an unselfish one, and it scarcely
matters, I suppose, bo the results are good.
The Bishop Elliott Society is one of the
most thoroughly organised societies in the
city, and belongs entirely to Christ church
parish. Its main object is to assist the
rector in giving out the monthly alms to the
poor of the parish, and goes to any poor or
sick persons as he directs and holds itself In
readiness to investigate frauds who impose
uu tbs charitable by going to tbeir homes
end finding nut the truth of their exact
condition. There are twelve active and
wo honorary members, including a
president, vice president, secretary and
ireasurer. The city is divided into six
nards or districts, the city hospital
tag the sixth. Two active mem
bers, chosen to work together, have
entire charge of each ward, visiting it, if
possible, once a week. These ladies acquaint
tteinselves with the people in their respect
ire wards; visit and minister to the sick,
assist the worthy poor, expose the unworthy,
and try in every way in their power to
bring all to Christ and his church. While
it is the business of the society to assist all in
immediate want, its object is especially to
minister to the poor of Christ church parish.
No member is allowed to call upon the
rector for funds. All funds must pass
through the hands of the treasurer. There
is also a department for the giving
out of sewing work to assist the poor.
The garments are made by gome
of tbo poor women and sold to others at the
Colt of the making only—the society glv
iug ail the materials. Meetings are held the
first day of every month at the home of the
president, and carefully prepared reports
are read and banded in. When it is known
that the visits paid by this society during
the year ran up into tbo thousands, and the
money that passes through the hands of the
socioty is equally as large, then may be re
alised what a grand work is being done by
these earnest, noble Christian ladies, and
that “their labor is not iu vain.”
The home under the auspices of the
Little Bister of the Poor is, perhaps, the
most charitable institution in Savannah.
This is a home for the aged men and women
of all nationalities and creeds. Seven Sis
ters of Charity are in charge, and do the
entire work of the institution, and beg their
daily bread from door to door. For you
must know the inmates of this home sub
sist altogether on charity. It certainly is a
toble work that these seven self-sacrificing
Bisters aro performing. There are at pres
ent tbirty-nine inmates at the home, corner
Perry and Drayton streets, which was
opened two years ago, and the building is
inadequate for the number being cared for.
If the good people of SavanDah w ould just
occasionally visit this home, they would
soon acknowledge the charity and great
work dine under its roof, and extend a
helping hand in procuring larger and more
comfortable quarters for these poor old
people.
St. Mary’s Home, under the care of the
Sisters of Mercy, is an orphanage for girls.
This benevolent work was begun in 1845 by
Rev. J. F. O’Neill, and until 1883 the con
vent on Liberty street was the orphans’
home. Iu 1883 the new home was erected
on Habersham street and Seoond avenue.
Fifty-three girls are sheltered iu this home,
two-thirds of them being under 9 years of
sue, making the care and labor of the five
sisters iu charge more arduous. But the
sweet patience and devotion of these good
sisters convinces one that it is, ildeed, a la
bor of love. Au annual collection of frqm
to to is made for the support of this in
stitution.
St. Agnes’ Band for the relief of the poor;
Is composed of ladies in the cathedral par
ish, who make monthly collections and de
’ote the money to tho cause. Though cir
cumscribed in its means, the society has
loue much in mitigating the distress of its
•Pelican ts, The society was started in
1687.
Mr. and Mrs. W. W. Gordon, Jr., have
Bturned from 8k Catherine’s and are liv>
“8 t 108 South Broad streek
Miss Marie Louise Thompson, who has
,"W the guest of Mrs. Haldeman during
Purtof the winter, sailed for New York on
Saturday en route to her borne in Pottsville,
ju Miss Thompson has made a host of
mends in Savannah who will regret most
deeply her departure. It is to be hoped that,
saving tasted Savannah river water, Miss
Thompson will visit us again ere long.
Mr. C. A. Reitze returned home on Fri-
c *7 utter a trip to Washington, New York
soQ Bethlehem, Fa., at which latter place
be visited his daughter, Miss Roberta.
I understand that Miss Emma Coburn is
urming a class in sight-aingiug (for adults)
nioli will meet once a week. I know there
“0 many who will be glad to hoar this and
no win join the class. Suoh a class will
pvove a great benefit and ought to be a
“ge one. Miss Coburn stands high in her
Profession and is most thorough in all she
dP'lortakes.
JJ'We is anew ring out which has a two
tjaisslon. It is a circle of twisted gold,
J'J D being formed of the faco of a tiny
“i°b. Xt is designed for men, and, as a
£ “' en tlve for au overlong call, it is witb
- ", J beer. Clocks may be screened from
or the hands put back, but what man
* ‘ ‘W ignorance of the hour with his
I , , r * n i{ before his very eves and its
.‘•tout ticking m his ears! Rings of this
sit! ' ,lay k® made of very elaborate <bs
(u ’” ' hie has sisal) diamonds sot entirely
1,. . 11,11 Phe linger, end the watch is framed
,u * clf cla of diamonds.
the recent arrivals at tbs Buwau
Sulphur Spang* iKlaj frotu,barauuali
are Mrs. Charles Mills, Mrs. James Mills,
Mrs. John L. Hardee. Miss Helen Hardee,
Mr. Herbert P. Hardee, Mr. S. V. Stiles
and Miss Belle Hardee from Isle of Hope.
The girl who expects to yacht this sum
mer, will be glad to learn that a waterproof
linen has been invented for her especial
benefit. It is of pure flax, stout and Arm
of texture, and oomee in shades of navy
blue and light blue, bronze, fawn and dust
color, as well as white. It is said to be un
affected by salt sea spray; and if this is so,
it certainly possesses all the requirements
tbat leads to success and overwhelming
popularity in Us particular direction.
Miss Jennie Haines entertained some of
her young friends at supper on Wednesday,
the occasion being ber 10th birthday. The
table was set for fourteen, and everybody
had a “good time."
Reading clubs seem to be growing in
favor. Recently, two or three new ones
have been formed. Not only are these clubs
enjoyable, but they are truly profitable if
taken up iu the right spirit.
Already European trips are being planned
for the coming summer.
Mrs. Bessie Mills is entertaining her sister,
Miss Margie Stiles, at her home on Hall
streek
Mr. Robert Wright of Elberton was a
visitor in the city during the week.
Cards are out for the wedding of Miss
Martha Montford Shellmau and Mr. Henry
Freeman, at the First Baptist churob,
Columbus, Ga., ou April 5.
Lieut. Van Boskerck and Mr. Cordan of
the United States marine service Daid a
short visit to Savannah during the week.
Miss Mallet, who has been the guest of
Miss Guilie Lawton, hoc gone to Birming
ham.
Mr. Allen Hunter has returned to Savan
nah after a week’s sojourn in Philadelphia.
Mr. George A. Bayard of Westfield, N.
J., spent a few days iu the city on his re
turn from Melrose, where he has beau
spending the winter.
Mr. Thomas Eggleston of Atlanta Is wel
comed to the city by his many friends.
Dr. and Mrs. Ingalls of Hartford, Conn.,
who have been entertained by the Misses
Brigham, left yesterday on the New York
steamer.
Miss Comer and Miss Annie I.ynah have
been the guests of Miss Appleton in the
county.
Mr. and Mrs. J. Florence Minis are enjoy
ing the hospitality of Mr. and Mrs. Rauers
at their home at St. Catherine’s.
Capk Henry Blun and his daughter, Miss
Mamie, are at Suwannee Springs.
Miss Ida Champion of Germantown, Pa.,
has been visiting Miss Germany, on Duffy
stmet.
Miss Emmie and Miss Guilie Lawtou left
last night for a visit to their brother, Lleuk
Lawton, who is stationed at Dahlonega.
Miss Lanra Fort of Lumpkin, Ga., is with
her aunt, Mrs. Colding, on Jones streek
Miss Bogart is iu Walthourville.
Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Painter of Pittsburg,
Fa., are at the De Soto.
Mrs. Albion Ransom, Jr., who has been
with her parents. Mr. and Mrs. William
Wade, on Jones street, has returned to her
home in Elizabeth, N. J.
Miss Lottie Lawrence Is the guest of Dr.
and Mrs. Colding at the Savannah hospital.
Miss Viva Taylor, Miss Carrie Cohen and
Miis Whitehead expect to go to Laurel Hill
for ten days or two weeks.
Gen. and Mrs. Henry R. Jackson and Mrs.
Pope Barrow have returned from a delight
ful trip to Florida.
Miss Josie O’Byrue was hostess at a "don
key party” last Monday evening. Prizes
were given and a most enjoyable evening
spent.
Little Miss Eleanor Gordon Parker made
glad the hearts of about twenty little folks
on last Monday afternoon by a birthday
party.
From the many descriptions that appear
of swell dinners, etc., it is plainly seen that
red is fast taking the place ut yellow. At
a recent dinner in New York, not only the
table decorations were red, but even tbo
shades, portieres and lights, making the en
tire effect gorgeous in the extreme.
One of the prettiest and most successful
entertainments of the week was the chil
dren’s ball under the auspices of the Har
monie Club. About 200 children ware in
attendance, and the dresses of the little
ones were marvels of beauty. The
sma'ler childreu were entertained
from 4 to 6:30 o’clock and
the larger ones from 7 to 10 o’clook.
Tho ladies in charge of the ball were Mrs.
I. M. Solomons, Mrs. Henry M. Boley, Mrs.
Emil Newman, Mrs. Sol Binswanger, Miss
H. Einstein, Miss Dub, Miss Engle, Miss
Ida Reiser, Miss Ida Boley, Miss Nellie
Ehrlich, Miss Paulina Weil, Miss Helen
Smith, Miss Meta Cohen, Miss Birdie Kays
ton, Miss Jeunie Einstein.
Cards are out for the wedding of Miss
Amelia Boley and Mr. J. H. Alexander of
Brooklyn, N. Y. iTho ceremony and recep
tion will be held aidthe family residence on
Jones street.
A beautiful luncheon was given by Mrs.
L. Kayton on Wednesday. Those present
were Mrs. Aaron Ferst, Mrs. J. A. Ein
stsin, Mrs. Sbubert, Mrs. Emil Newman,
Miss Newman, Miss Lilienthal, Miss Weil,
Mrs. L. E. Grouse and Miss Hamburger.
Mr. J. Meinhard of New York is in the
city.
Mr. Hanaur, who has been visiting bis
daughter, Mrs. Abe Smith, left on Friday
for his home in the west.
The wedding of Miss Dollie Solomon and
Mr. Fred J. Davis of New York will be cel
ebrated at the residence of Mr. Henry Sol
omon, 172 Harris street, on Wednesday
evening next.
Mrs. J. Ferst entertained most delight
fully at a dinner on Friday evening. Cov
ers were laid for ten.
Another beautiful dinner was that pre
sided over by Mr. and Mrs. Aaron Ferst on
Sunday last. Covers were laid for sixteen.
The appointments were elaborate and the
entire dinner charming.
Cards are out for the marriage of Mias
Celia Frank and Mr. Henry L. Smith, at
Mtokva Israel synagogue on Wednesday,
April D. The reception will be held at the
De Soto.
The many friends of Miss Gerald Car
ruthers will be glad to bear that sbe Is set
tle! in New York. MLs Carruthers has
placed herself under the coaching of Victor
Harris, the accompanist for Emma Earns.
This gentleman has greatly eaoouraged
Miss Carruthers, who has gone to work
with a will. Later on she will study under
Courtney, oue of the finest teachers in
America.
For strengthening and clearing the voice, use
“Brown’s Bruurhlal Troches." “i have corn
mended them to friends, who were public speak
ers, end they have proved extremely service
able. I * Hev. Usury Ward hseohtr ,—Ad,
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, MARCH 27,1892-TWELVE PAGES.
CITY ASSESSMENTS.
What Mr. Bourquin Has to Bay to
Council About Them.
Reference having been mads in the
Morning Nbws as to the refusal of city
council to bear me on illegal assessments, I
will show to the public haw certain prop
erty holders are treated in regard to values.
It appears rather singular that the preseDt
board seems to think that they commit no
errors; that property should be taxed as
“they’’ think proper, and not according to
the law of Georgia. Where errors
are made In assessing property, they
should be corrected when brought
before proper authority. 1 have tried ou
two occasions to be heard before that hon.
orable body, but have met with unanimous
refusal. Aocording to rules of counoil I
appeared before the assessment oommittee
at the proper time, and the ruling spirit,
Alderihan Mills, did not appear to want to
hear me, but aoceded when I Informed him
tbat I was entitled to a hearing. Of course
I saw at a glance tbat there was no hope
for me. I, however, put them on notice
that about oce-half of the city property
was taxed below its market value, and that
it should be corrected and made uniform.
In 87 Go. the supreme oourt says, where
taxation is “ad valorem,” values are the
ultimata objects of taxation, and they to
whom values belong shall pay the taxes,
meaning that the rich with a home worth
$40,000, and assessed at SIO,OOO, should be
placed on an equal footing with the poor
with a home worth $2,000 and taxed at
$2,000. In cities respectability of neighbor
hood fixes the value on lots, aud a lot in a
disreputable location should bear a very
small proportion iu value to one on the park.
Lot No. 15 Elliott ward, third from vV est
Broad, is placed at SI,BOO, while No.
20 Forsyth ward, a few yards from the
park, la put at the low figure of $2,200. Now
If 15 Elliott is worth SI,BOO . the other is
surely worth $5,000. No. 23 Warren ward,
in the Goat district, where property has
seen its best days, is placed at $3,000, while
one of the assessors’ lots on the park, be
tween Huntingdon and Hall, is placed at
only $3,500. Now if a lot in the Goat dis
trict is worth $3,000, what will [one on the
park sell for? Nos. 1 and 2 Tyroonnel
tithing, Derby ward, corner Bull and Con
gress, are placed at $32,000, while I
learn tbat a cash offer of $85,000
was made for these two lots, without
improvements. No. 4 Jasper ward (now free),
assessed two years ago at $10,000; a cash
offer of $40,000 was refused for this lok
No. 43 Monterey ward, the most elegant
lot in the city for a residence, u assessed at
SB,OOO, while a cash offer of $25,000 was re
fused, but the most noticeable of all assess
ments in the oity is the eastern half of No.
6 Peroival ward, oornor Bull and State,
which is placed at the trifling figure of
$3,500, rather a slur ou the property. I
understand that an offer of SIO,OOO has been
made for this property for building pur
poses, while the owner holds it at $15,000.
How low will this last) Is there no re
dre-s? If the taxpayer will consider for a
moment he will fipd that it property is
properly assessed the tax will be much
lower. One of th& assessors, Mr. John Mc-
Laughlin, stated to me that they bad
assessed a piece of property worth about
SIOO,OOO at about $35,000 (did not recollect
the exaot figure), and gave as a reason that
they did not want to put values too high.
Thu admission virtually kills the last assess
ment, for It is contrary to the rule laid
down by tho supreme courk
In 84 Ga. (Weed) the supreme court says;
“The legislature or municipal authority
oan make no exemption as to property.” It
must be taxed and taxed according to mar
ket value, and to show what it thinks of the
oity counoi) of Havaunah it says “the rule
prescribed by the city of Savannah in this
case is inequitable aud unjust.” This ruling
by the hignest tribunal in the state looks
like oity council did not do the clean thing,
Gugik Bourquin.
WHAT IS MEANT BY WIT.
A Bit of Word Newly Defined, To
gether With a Definition.
London Tid-Bits recently offered a cash
prize for tho best definition of “Wit.” The
prize now jingles in the pocket of H. M.
Adams of Aberdeen, Scotland. This is Mr.
Adams' definition*
Wit is the power to say what everybody
else was just going to have said if they had
happened to think of it.
Tho following are some of the best defini
tions submitted:
The sunshine of mirth bursting through
the clouds of gravity and reflecting every
where its sparkle and merriment.
Wit Is the weapon of the wise, the idol of
the fool.
A gem of humor in a setting of refine
ment.
Wit is the sweet acoomplishment which
makes an orator popular, a caller weloome
and a lover successful.
An arrow from the bow of intellect.
The offspring of ingenious thought with
accommodating language.
Tho friction-flash of humor and ability.
What should be used to season, not to ex
tinguish common sense.
A piquant sauce for the feast of reason.
Wills the expression of thought which,
by its originality aud fitness, creates spon
taneous mirth.
Brain sauce.
Intellectual lightning from the thunder
clouds of talent.
Wit is a runaway knock at laughter’s
door.
The root of jest, the voice of humor and
the spirit of quick application.
Intelligent humor suitably applied.
An electric flash iu the atmosphere of
thought which few oan strike but all can
see.
The lever of laughter.
A parcel of sense, wrapped up in non
sense and tied together with humor.
A pill consisting of rudeness silvered.
Arrows from the quiver of gonius.
A uaturally domineering sprout of the
plant of genius, which flourishes only
when tormented in the hot house of wis
dom.
Wit is the mother of ridicule.
Wit is the flash given by intelligence
when struck by circumstances.
The recollection of truth and the mirror
of fancy.
Wit is a sparkling gem which few pos
sess, but many think they own.
Wit is wisdom in a merry humor.
A ray of light, the cardinal colors of
which are wisdom, pleasure aud surprise.
The lightning flash of humor.succeeded by
the thunderclap of hilarity.
A trinity of mirth, wisdom and brevity.
The art of combining sound and souse to
their mutual advantage.
Wit is the sparkle in the wine of conver
sation.
Wisdom at play.
A sudden rise in the temperature of
humor which sets fire to explosive mirth.
Wisdom in motley.
Wit is the sparkling crest on a breaking
wave of humor.
An intellectual lightning flash tbat illu
mines the mental firmament, evoking peals
of thunder.
The salt of conversation.
The most piquant sauce for a dull din
ner.
One of nature’s gifts, enveloped in humor,
addros.ed with brevity, aud delivered at the
proper time.
The greatest humor in tho fewest words.
A lightning flash from the cloud of
thought which illumines the world of rea
son.
lutellectuosity without verbosity.
An arrow of humor shot from the bow of
genius by tbe hand of wisdom.
A lubricant, bv tho judioious use of
which tbe user moves through this world
with tbo least possible friction.
Tbe refreshing tonic of table-talk.
The lava which comos from the mouth of
a hveiv crater.
The fireworks department of tbe mind.
Wet is the spark struck from the anvil of
intellect by the hammer of iiuuginatluu.
Util* Bov— Now that you've got sister a
piano, 1 think you might buy me a pony.
Pep* -Why*
Uul* Hoy—Ho 1 can get away from the piano.
(joed Meu*.
OLA.
Br Charles Lotis Hildreth.
(Copyright, 188$. by the United Press.)
"What land is that, Cabell”
"That is just what I have been asking
myself, sir, since we first made it from the
masthead at dayDreak. It ia not on any of
our charts."
“Then we hare made a real discovery?”
"It appears so, sir. This port of the
Pacific is rarely visited. I have beard old
sailors speak of a large inhabited island in
these longitudes, but I believe we are the
first white men who have ever seeu it”
•* We will run down closer and take a look
at it. We ore in need of fresh water, and
if it safe it will do the men no harm to
stretoh their legs ashore.”
“There is something I wished to speak to
you about, sir,” said the captain, coming
nearer to where I stood, and lowering bis
voioe, while he cast a;i anxious look at a
group of men lounging near the wealber
rail. "The men have been acting very
strange of late. They are discontented with
our long cruise, and I am afraid our fight
ing this Island will bring matters to a
crisis.”
“But wbat have they to complain oil” I
asked, in surprise. “They are better fed,
better paid and better treated than the
average.”
“Well, sir,” said the captain in a hesitat
ing tone, “sailors are a strange set of men.
We have been three years at sea, wander
ing from place to place, without any appar
ent object. They seem to have got an idea
into their stupid beads that we mean never
to return to civilization again, but Intend
to cruise about the world like a modern
Fly lug Dutchman. There are two or thraj
bad characters among them, and these fel
lows are doing their best to stir up trou
ble.”
Now that he bad called my attention to
the faot, I saw that there was an evidont
change In the demeanor of the men. Their
ordinary careless good nature had given
place to a surly distrustfuluess, aud I
caught more than one scowling glance cast
in our direction.
"I believe you are right,” I answered un
easily. “Do they all seem to be m the same
humor?”
“No," replied the captain, “Bates, old
Stark, the b atswnln, and Tom Grover oan
be trusted. There may be others who will
stand by us in case of trouble.”
“Theu there are four men we can depend
upon, besides ourselves. Six against nine
teen? Long odds in case of a fight! Pass
the word to the men you mention to be on
their guard. Get the arms together, to be
at hand if we should need them, and keep
an eye on their movements. We must not
appear to distrust them, aud it may be they
will come to their senses.”
Thp old seaman shook his held ominously.
“I doubt it,”he said. “I’ve seen mutiny
before, and those men mean mischief.
Well,” he added, philosophically, “there is
no use iu striking colors before the first gun
is fired, aud ii worse comes to worse, we
oan make a lively fight of ik”
The vessel running free under full can
vas, bad meanwhile rapidly approached
the uukuown coast ahead. Directing the
captain to hold on until within two miles
of land, I retired to my oabin to think over
the ugly state of affairs.
Though the men hail been shipped on the
understanding that the oruise was to be a
long one, the Nydia had now been at eea
nearly three years, mostly in the unfre
quented quarters of the Southern Pacilio,
and I could oasily understand their discon
tent at the prospect of an indefinite pro
longation of the voyage. For my own
part I had nothing to call me back
to civilization. I was alone in the world,
and rich enough to indulge my tastes. I
loved the freedom and the ever-ohauglog
aspects of the ocean. I was something of a
scientist, and bad many valuable discoveries
of new forms of life in the out of the way
regions we had visited. I was master in
my own ship, and untrammeled by the
conventionalities of society, where I bad
never been at ease. People had oalled me
eccentrio, os they do every one who does
not choose to conform to their rules. I did
not care; I was satisfied.
But the men were not; aud that was the
question which now had to be considere 1.
It was evident that wo must now return to
some port, discharge the men aud ship a
new crew, I resolved, however, that I
would not forego my right to the disoovery
of the new islaud. I would, at least, p3y It
a hasty visit to establish my claim; make u
note of its position and return for a longer
stay. I had got to this point, when the
oaptain sent tho cabin boy to inform me
that the ship had been hove to, as I had di
rected.
I went on deck, and ordoring tho gig to
be lowered, directed Bates and Tom
Grover to take the oars. I carried with mu
a rifle and revolver, with amunition, a
sextant for taking an observation, and some
provisions. Then turning to the assembled
men, I made them a brier propitiatory ad
dress, telling them I was going to examine
the island aud assuremyselfof its character;
ana that, if safe, they wore to have a few
days liberty ashore. One or two of them
thanked me respectfuiy; the remainder
kept sullenly silent.
1 had arranged with the captain that in
case the men showed any mutinous signs
during my absence, he was to fire & gun to
reoali mo. But neither of us believed that
the mischief was yot ripe. If it came at all,
we believed it would bo during the night,
when they might hope to surprise us. Wav
ing a farewell to the honest old seaman who
stood by the rail watching our departure
with a grave face, I direoted the men to
shove off.
As we approaohed the island, one of the
most beautiful scenes I had ever beheld un
folded itself. The land rose toward the in
terior in tall, rugged peaks, clothed with
rich verdure. Smooth green lawns slopod
down to the water’s edge, dotted here and
there with large trees, above which towered
the graceful heads of various species of
palms. Among the narrow shadowy glens
scores of waterfalls glittered in tho sun.
So desortod did this island paradise ap
pear that I had begun to believe it unin
habited, when, as the boat rounded a bold
proinouilory Into a small laud-locked bay,
I qaught sight of a number of figures
seated in a circle upon the grass, close to tho
beach. They had not detected us, and by
proceeding cautiously in the shadow of the
overhaugine bushes we were able to got
within 100 yards of them without disturb
ing them.
Rather smaller, and slighter than the
average white man, they were finely pro
portioned, with handsome features, and
much lighter in color than the savages I
had hitherto met with. So far os I could
judge, at that distance, their expression
was remarkably mild aud gentle. Their
sole dress was a sort of narrow skirt com
rsed of a fringe of some thread-like grass.
could see no arms of any kiad near
them.
While we were watching them curiously
one of tbeir number suddenly espied us. la
an instant they were all upon their feet,
staring at us with looks of utter astonish
ment and dismay. Evidently they had
nevor before soen a white man. Directing
tho two sailors to row cautiously toward
them, 1 stood up in the boat ami endeavored
by signs to express that we came with a
peaceable Intent.
Fer some moments they remained muto
and motionless, as if paralyzed with tear
and wonder; then, os our boat touched the
beach, they uttered a simultaneous ory of
terror and took to their heels. As I stepped
ashore one of them, a young girl, tripped
aud fell. Apparently unable to rise from
the extremity of her alarm, she lay moan
ing piteously, staring ut me with the wild,
appealing eyes of a wauuded doe.
I bent down and raised ber to ber feot,
speaking to her In a soothing tone and strok
ing her soft hair with my hand. Gradually
she oeasud trembling and raised ber eyes
timidly tu mine. She was a beautiful creat
ure, hardly more than ID, hut rrerfsctly de
veloped, with small bands aud test. In
form aud feature she was almost the exact
oouutarpsrt of the Psyche in the liorghese
gapery, Ute loveliest type ut youthful
womanhood left us by the soulptors of the
ancient world.
I addressed her at hazard in tho Papuan
dialect, which I bad picked up during my
wanderings. Her face brightened as she
replied in the same tongue. It appeared
that she bad never seeu a white man bef-re,
and took us for gods. I made her sit beside
me and offered her some of the food we had
brought with us. Tho meat she rejected,
animal food being unknown among these
Islanders. War, murder aud theft appear
to be equally unknown. The island, I
learned, was callel I.agalla, by the natives.
Bind my new friend’s name was Ola.
Suddenly as we talked, the dull boom of
a gun came rolling across the water.
Affrighted, Ola sprang to her feet and lied
like a deer into the neighboring thicket;
while I, hardly less alarmed, hastened to
the boat where I had left the two men
Hurriedly sfioviug off, we rowed to the en
trance of the bay. The ship was no longer
where we had left her, but was lying olosa
in shore, about two miles distant The
mutiuy bad broken out in my absence, and
the crew bail seized the ship I
Undecided what to do in this extremity,
we rowed slowly toward the vessel to learn,
if poesible, the situation of affairs. Sud
denly Bates called my attention to a dark
object in the water some distance ahead of
us. It appeared to bo in motion, and we
changed our oourse to examine it. It
proved to be a man swimming, and in a few
minutes we recognized the boatswain. We
drew him into the boat, nearly exhausted
by his exertions.
While we were administering restoratives
to the rescued inan, there was a faint hail
from the water, and prereutlv we pioked up
Stark and the captain, who had supported
themselves upon a fragment of plank.
As soon as he could speak, the captain
told us that hardly had ray boat disappeared
from sight when the crew revolted in a
body, and after a desperate defense on the
part of Stark, the boatswain and himself,
had seized the ship. The three men had
only saved their lives by jumping into the
water.
As it was manifestly Impossible to re
capture the vessel by an open attack, we re
turned to our former lauding place in the
bay. It was pretty certaiu that tho first
proceeding on the part of tbo men would be
to break open the spirit room and get
drunk. We did not anticipate* any im
mediate trouble from them therefore. Our
hope was that after a few days of uure
strained license, the mutineers would
quarrel among themselves aud become
demoralized, when we ouuld either seize the
ship by stratagem, or induce tho better
affected to joiu us in masteriug the others.
We divided ourselves into watches, tak
ing turns in keeping guard during the
night, while the others slept iu the boat
drawn up against the shore. I undertook
the first wuteh myself, and after we bad
made a comfortable meal upon the pro
visions we bad brought with us, my com
panions disposed themselves in the boat,
while I took my position upon the shore at
a little distance.
For a while 1 paced to and fro, meditating
upon the events of the day; then I seated
mvselt upon a log and lit ray pipe. I had
fallen into a dreamy mood, soothed by tho
influence of the tobaoco, wheu a slight
sound near at hand brought me to my feet.
Drawing my revolver I peered anxiously
Into the douse shadow of the forest. A dark
figure stole out of tho gloom and approached
me.
"Who goes there?” I demanded in a low
tone.
"Ola, Ola!” murmured a low, sweet voice,
"You will qot hurt Ola?”
I put the revolver back into my belt, and
oalled her to oome to me. Seating herself
upon the fallen tree beaido me, she took my
hand between her own soft, little palms and
remained a long whse iu silence. I hail
never oared for the society of my couutry
women, but there was something so inno
ceut, so truthful In this child or a savage
people that 1 felt an unwonted tenderness
growiug up in my heart. I spoke to her of
uiy own land, of my long journey from
beyond the sea, and of the revolt of my
men in tho ship. As I told her tbat oven
now those men might be planning to take
my life, I felt a shudder pass through her
frame and her hand clasp mine tighter.
We sat talking until long aftor midnight,
whou a movement on the part of one of the
mon startled her. She sprang to her feet
and murmuring “To-morrow,” melted into
the gloom of me forest. Merely saying tbat
all was quiet, I turned over the watch to
tho boatswain, and lying down In the boat,
speedily fell asleep.
We were not molosted on the following
clay. The captain, who had examined the
ship from the cover of tho shrubbery, re
ported that tbe men were still aboard, and
apparently indulging in a protracted de
bauch.
Strange to say, my thoughts were not
wholly bent upon tbo dangers of our posi
tion, imminent as they were. My last
night’s meeting with Ola remained in my
mind like the memory of a dream, and I
waited for the night to come again with an
impatience my colder reason could not re
press.
I took tho first watoh as before, and be
gan pacing up and down tbo beach at some
distance from tbe boat. A half hour passed
away, and I was beginning to foar tbat the
girl would not come, when turning at the
end of my walk, she stood beaido me, with
out a sound having betrayed her approach.
For gome momenta she walked beside me in
silence; then sbe told mo sbo had seen the
ship that day, and I gathered from her
words that the men were making prepara
tions to oomo ashore.
Impelled by a feeling which I oould
hardly have explained I said:
“Supposing these men wore to kill me,
Ola?”
She put her hand softly upon my shoulder
aDd In a low, balf-stiflod voice replied:
“Ola would die.”
“And why?” I persisted, why should Ola
die if I were killed?”
“ Because she loves you," was the answer
without hesitation. “It would break Ola’s
heart.”
111 tbe silence of the warm star-lit night,
with the perfume of the tropical forest fill
ing the air, and that soft hand in mine, the
oonfossion of love from this beautiful youug
creature, untutored as she was, thrilled me
to tbe soul. Hardly aware of wbat I was
doing, I drew ber tome and bonding my
head kissed her unresisting lips.
“O!” she murmured, in a voice tremulous
with delight, "aud you love Ola! The great
white stranger loves the'poor island girl.”
Utterly carried away, I know not what I
should have answqrod, but one of the men
in the boat disturbed by our voices, called
out to know who was there. Murmuring
■"to-morrow,” as before, Ola slipped into
the water of the bay, and sworn a way into
the darkness toward the opposite shore as
silently as a shadow.
On the following day, knowing that we
might now expect on attack from the
mutineers at any time, we established our
selves upon a small rocky island which wo
discovered near the upper end of tbe bay.
During the forenoon we saw no signs of
them; but about 3 o’clock, on searching tho
shore of tbe bay with tbe gloss, X detected a
number of dark figures stealing along under
the cover of the bushes. As they oame
nearer I recognized them as tbe most turbu
lent spirits among the crow. Presently, dis
covering our position, they came boldly out
upon the beach, where they were joined by
others, until there were eleven in all. Here
they proceeded to light a fire and dispose
themselves around It. Evidently they were
not decided what course to pursue.
During the rest of the day they made no
movement. It would have been au easy
matter to have brought a boat over to the
island. They knew we had arms, however,
aud apparently were not iu any haste to
risk an attack. Tbe fire oontined to burn
upon the beach after nightfall, aud we
could see tbe figures of tbe men moving
idly uljouw Considerably reassured, my
companions threw themsolvea down upon
the short, dry grass not far from the boat,
while I took the first watch as usual.
I placed myself at a Utile distauco, upon
a kuoll ooui maud lug a view of tbe bay and
tbe camp of the routineers, Hero I sat
down aud fall Into uneasy meditation. A*
dubious as our position was, I oould only
think of Ola. Would site discover my
ytdhtml w hereabout* f Might ah* not he-
Have I hod deserted her without warning?
Worst of all, might she not visit the sceue
of my last night’s meeting and fall into
the bands of yonder ruffians? My blood
boiled as I thought of this last possibility.
As tho moments slipped by, my anxiety
increased. Twice or thrice, as I sat with
my head between ray hands, I thought I
heard a faint splash in the water. But the
fire burned brightly on the shore, anil the
figures still moved idly to and fro around It
Suddenly, and without a sound of warn
ing, a soft kiss was prewed upon my fore
head, aud Ola’s low voice addressed me
"The great white stranger was waiting
for Ola, hoping she would corner’
“Yes, indeed,” I answered, earnestly. "I
feared you might not find me here,”
“Ola watched all day,” replied the girl.
“She was very wretched because you were
in danger, and she aared not enmo to you.”
“But she has come at last,” I said, draw
ing her down beside me, "and I am very
happy.”
“is it indeed so?” she murmured, upturn
ing her brilliant eyes to mine. “Does the
great white stranger really lovo the poor
island girl? Then she can die without sor
row, for she can ask no more of the gods
who dwell beyond the clouds.”
“Why do you speak of dying, Ola?” I
asked with a sudden, unaccountable heavi
ness of heart. "You are youug anil have
many happy years before you.”
“Ah,” she said, in a low, dreamy voice, "I
know not. The thought has been with me
all day. I felt the dark shadow near, very
near. But what matter? I shall not fear to
go down into the groat night now. For who
has been so blessed as I?”
A profound sadness had seized me. Could
it be love that 1 leltfor this beautiful island
girl! 1 toes love spring up so suddenly iu the
soul? Ido not know; but Ido kuow that
the thought of losing her smote me with a
sense of terror such os I had never experi
enced before.
Meantime tbo camp-fire on the shore had
died down. Only the solemn glimmer of
the sturs shone over theoalm waters of the
bay. There was no sound except the faint
sigh of the wind among the waves. Still I
was appeased by that sadness and prevision
of coming danger. Closer I drew the girl’s
form to my heart as if to shelter her. She
raised bor bead and again our lips met iu a
long kiss. Then with a sudden start she
sprang to her feet.
"Hark!" she whispered.
I listened, but oould bear nothing. I
turned to question her, when, as if formed
out of the obscurity, a number of dark
figures sprang toward us with loud cries.
What followed I hardly know, I found
myself struggling iu the grip of rough
hands. All around me was the wild con
fusion of a desperate battle, a tumult of
shouts, oaths, pistol shots aud blows.
In tiie delirium of the moment I saw a
huge figure bending over me as I knelt upon
cue knee where 1 bad been thrown iu the
melee. A knife glittered in the dim light.
I heard a low ory in a woman’s voice, and
as the knife descended, a pair of soft, uaked
arms clasped my neck. There was a faint
groan and a gush of something warm over
uiy hands.
“Ola has saved you I" I recognized the
gentlo, dying tones, and understood all I
As the arms looseuod and the poor girl
sank to the ground, a demon of despair pos
sessed me; I spraug to my feet and dis
charged my revolver iu tho face of the
ruffian. With a curse he fell. After that
I remember only that I fought like a mad
man. Again and again I fired, bringing
down a man with each shot, until It seemed
as if my superhuman fury overawed my
assailants.
When I camo to my senses I stood sur
rounded by loyal comrades, with tho smok
ing revolver In my hand, and four dead
and two wounded men at my feet. At a
little distance the “remainder of tbo muti
neers, completely cowed, wereigathered to
gether. The ringleaders having been killed,
the others wore ready to return to their
duty.
Leaving tho captain to oomo to terras
with them, I knelt down and took tho head
of the dying girl upon my kooe, my tears
dropping upon her upturned face.
"Do not weep,” she murmured, and in the
dim light I could see that she was smiling.
"Ola is happy, very happy. Some time,
somewhere, beyond the rising sun, Ola and
her great white lover will meet again."
A shiver ran through her frame; with a
final effort she pressed her lips to mlno aud
fell back doud.
Terrified by the result of their rebellion,
the mutineers submitted and returned
quietly to the ship. 1 lingered behind
awhile, and when I, too, left the Island there
was a fresh green mound at tbo foot of a tall
palm, upon whoso truuk were rudely carved
the words:
OLA.
FOR love’h hake.
rd y Muse.
(Copyright, 1802. by the United Pint.)
She used to tie as true to me
As she could be,
And theu was when
The words I wrote were things of note,
No table d'hote
Of music and fuss;
But now, alas! It comes to pass
That Pin an ass.
Right through and through,
For that sweet muso another woes,
1 hate to lose
Her did, the jade,
Because, you see, 1 thought tbat she
Was all for roe.
And now, somehow,
'Tis no relief to seo belief
Wilt like a leaf.
And still tho pill
That’s worst to me ts this—that she
Was letting pie
Blow In the tin.
Geoboe Percy Taggart.
Will tho Coming Man Sleep.
From the San Francisco Examiner.
Tbe electric light has apparently come to
stay, but more likely it will iu good time be
replaced by something that as far exceeds
it as it beats tbe bellowed tallow caudle of
our grandmothers. Not only will the streets
and shops and dwellings be Illuminated all
night with a splendor of which w can have
hardly a conception, but tbe couutry dis
tricts as woll; for it is now known tbat
plants (which apparently aro not creatures
of habit) do not need sleep, and that by con
tinuous light the profits of agriculture oould
be enormously increased. Tho farmers will
no longer retire with the lark, but will
work night shifts, as is already done in
factories and mines, and eventually work
all the time, as moat of them would tie glad
to do now in order to support the rest of us
in the style to which wo have been accus
tomed.
On tbe whole, we think it not unreason
able to look forward with pleasant anticipa
tion to a time, some millions of years hence,
when tho literature of sleep will be no lon
ger intelligible and the people even of this
country bo suffloleutly wide awake to pre
vent tbe IU par cent, of their number de
voted to the patriotio pursuits from plunder
ing the other 90 per cent, and to make tbe
judges obey the laws.
H. B. Randolph, Brunswick, Ga., writes:
“I was under tho care of nine different
doctors, but not one did me tho good that
Botanic Blood Palm has done me.”— Ad.
It You Ain’t Glad Yourself, Gladden
Somebody Else’s Heart.
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Sterling silverwares, pitchers, etc.
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Lovely out glassware.
Stern berg’s.
Ladies’ watches, chains aud charms.
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largest fine Jewelry and silverware Stock
la Savannah and lowest prices.
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Edith- Lord English said my Image was pho
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Itthel Yes. photographs are usually mads on
blanks.—Yulo Record.
NEW YORK GOSSIP.
THE TENTH OF THE MONTH—EX
PENSIVE ENTERTAINMENTS,
McAllister’s Reduced Following—Tba
Reel Aristocrats—What Shall Wo
Do With Our Dead?—Mr. Pulitzer’s
Superstition.
(Copyright, 1882, by the United Press.)
New York, March 26.—Fore practical
man of the world and the owner of a big
dally newspaper, Joseph Pulitzer, proprie
tor of the New York World, ia one of the
most superstitious men living.
His superstitions are numerous, but the
principal one is that the 10th day of the
month Is his lucky day. He never begins en
important undertaking on any other day of
the month than the 10th. He purchased
tho World May 10, 1882, and on Nov. 10,
1887, began the publication of the Evening
World Ground wss broken for his big
building on the 10th of a month, theoorner
•tone was laid on the 10th and the World
moved into it on the 10th. On March Its
the publication of the Brooklyn edition of
the Evening World was begun.
Mr. Pulitzer will not start on a journey,
on any other day of the month than the
10th, and every new feature of bis paper Lg
inaugurated on that day. The only reason
he can give for this is that the 10th 1s his
lucky day.
THE COST OF ENTERTAINING.
It may not cost much to get into New
York society, if you can secure the co-oper
ation of Chief butler McAllister, but only
millionaires can now afford the expense of
remaining in once they puss the portals of
the charmed circle.
For a yoar the cost of private entertain
ments given by fashionable people has been
steadily increasing, but one given recently
by a well-known lady seems to have made
the 150 gasp.
At a cost of several thousand dollars
the Metropolitan Opera Company was en
gaged to give one act from “Faust” for tha
entertainment of the sixty guests. Prim*
donnas aud famous tenors had appeared at
private entertainments before, for a
consideration, but the employment of an
entire opera company, composed of"
famous stars was something never dreamed) 1
of before, even by Butler McAllister, whol
plans on a liberal soalr when others are to)
pay the bills. The total oost of this one
evening’s entertainment for sixty per.
sons is said to have exceeded SIO,OOO.
Two years ago MoAlllstor fixed the oost of
living and entertaining eaoh member of tha
Four Hundred at $60,000 per year. Now)
(hat society has been reduced to 150 and tha
cost of entertainments increased to SIO,OOO,
it will cost not less than $150,000 per annua*
for entertainments alone, to say nothing of
the expense of living between seasons.
There was a time when it was claimed
great wealth was not a necessary qualifica
tion for admission Into the highest social
circles in this city- but tbat time Is post.
The aristocracy of New York to-day is an
aristocracy of wealth. Good birth and good
breeding are immaterial if wealth is abund
ant, ,
AN EXCLUSIVE COLONY.
There Is a social circle in New York morn
exclusive than MoAlltster’s 150, and nd
member of it is wealthy. It is composed ofl
the old New York families who live in thud
part of the oity lying duo west of Jefferson)
market, which Is known as Greenwich vlU’
lage. (
A century ago this looality was a subur
ban village of the New York of that day,
where a few business men lived in 8-
story houses built of plain red brick. Tha
oity has grown up around and miles above
the old village, but the rod brlcK bouses res
main intaot except for a few modern Im
provements of their Interiors, and they are)
occupied by descendants of tho men who*
built them. 4
The village has been cut down to A few,
blocks, but these,remain intact, the owners
of the property relisting all efforts of the
modern builders to encroach on tbeir do>
main. There ace no tall tenements, no.
modern flat houses and no brown stone
fronts In the neighborhood.
The people who live there are as staid and
quiet as the plain brick bouses iu which
they live. They are mostly well-to-do
business men, exclusive and aristooratlo In
thoir ways, but not ashamed to be In traded
Tho neighborhood is remote from tha
present groat arteries of trade and travel,
and it la rarely found by visitors and sight
seers. In fact, many thousand residents of
the oity have never visited old Greenwich
village. The people who live there have a
social clrole of their owd, and wealth nor
title have ever served as passwords to oarryj
a stranger beyond its portals. In fact,
strangers are uover admitted to this society
under any olroumstanees. One must be
born into this cirole, and to be born into it?
one must be directly descended from the
founders of the old Greenwich village.
FUNERALS AND BURYING GROUNDS.
A billis (lending in tho legislature of tblg
state which proposos to abolisn the custom,
of cremating the dead, which is growing ia
popular favor in this oity.
The newspapers are opposing the bill antft
they point to tho fact that if the great!
metropolitan district continues to grow, id
a few years there will be no plaoe to burn
the dead. Long Island is the burying ground
for New York’s dead and a round trip 13
the present oemetorie* is now’s day’s jour
ney.
But little space is left In Greenwood'
Evergreens, Calvary and Cypress Hills, thej
big cities of the dead across the East rlverj
aud if it becomes necessary to seek new
burying grounds further away, busy New
Yorkers will never find time to go to.
f unorals. As it is now, funerals are rushed 1
with a baste that would shock people In’
slow-going communities.
New York ia too busy to waste any time
over tho dead. They are in the way and the
sooner out of it the better, aeema to be tba
idea here. Hearses are driven at a swift
trot from church to cemetery, and there la
often an exciting race between funeral pros'
cessions to be first on board the ferryboat.
The first thing a New Yorker learns is tq
run to catch a ferryboat When he crosaea
the river for the last time.be leads the rush,
ing, struggling procession, and it ought ta
be some consolation to him to know that hq
was first on board for once. New York it j
great place to live, but it must be an uns
satisfactory plaoe to die, for those who care
to be burled in the old-fashioned, slow anti
solemn way. Curtis Kinqla£&
When Baby *u sick, *• gave her Castor!*.
When she was a Child, aho cried t6t Castoria
When she became Miss, she clung to Castori*
W hen ska had Children, aha gars theta CMtnrt)*
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Your Strength
Invigorate your Liver and
Purify Your Blood
Strengthen your Nerfes and
Give an Appetite
Take that Excellent Medicine,
• P. P. P.
[Prickly Ash, Poke Hoot and Potassium.)
—Ad.
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Corns, Warts and Bunions.—Ad,
Old Newspapers Cheap.
In cleaning out our file room we have a
lot of old newspapers, and they will be sold
at $1 per 1,000 until all aro gone. Business
oliloe Morning News.
For Cores, Warta and Buntona
list only Abbott's kast Indian dura Paint.—Ad
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