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PART TWO.
EXECUTORS’ EXECUTORS’|
1 SALE SALE |
4 —ESTATE OF
EMIL A. SCHWARZ.
The goods represented in this stock are from the best manufacturers. To
this undoubted fact is due the well-earned reputation of this house, estab
lished for many years, during which time thousands of homes, from the
modest 3-partment to the palatial mansion, have been appropriately and sat
isfactorily furnished.
Now This Unrivaled Assortment of
FURNITURE AND CARPETS
WILL BE SOLD AT COST!
The EIGHT FLOORS of these extensive warerooms contain an un
rivaled assortment of EVERY KIND OF FURNITURE, from “which
can be selected any article or articles needed to ADORN and MAKE
HOME COMFORTABLE and ENJOYABLE, and at PRICES LOWER
THAN EVER BEFORE: 7
THESE COODS MUST BE SOLD NOW.
I EXECUTORS’ w EXECUTORS’!
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TALMAGE IN AUSTRALIA.
He Saw Wonderful Things in That
Country.
The Ocean Gate of Australia—Splen
did Harbors—Lovely Lakes and Su
perb Scenery—The Australian Des
ert—Postoftlee Bells.
(Copyright, Louis Klopsch. 1881.)
Sydney, Aug. 7.—Pitched, shaken,
twisted, flung, sickened, bruised, dis
mayed, alarmed, are some of the -words
which describe our feelings whilst cross
ing from New Zealand to Australia. We
heard that the passage was like crossbar
the channel at Calais from France to
England but that instead of the hour and
a half it would be four days and a half.
It was worse than we expected and worse
than usual. We bad nearly six days of it.
The only alleviation of the voyage was the
captain, who was jolly at the time to be
jolly, serious at the time to be serious, and
deeply religious at all times. Converted
in a tTesbyterian church in New Zealand,
he has become a flaming evangel, preach
ing on board his steamer once or twice
every Sabbath.
Our rough sea experience prepared us
f r full appreciation of one of the bright
est panoramas of the land and sky that
ever unrolled before mortal vision. Capt.
Neville said to us: “We will soon be in
sight of the Australian coast, and when
we approach the harlior of Sydney como
up on my bridge, and I will point out to
you the objects of interest.” “Thank
you,’’ was our reply, to the unusual invi
tation, for sea captains do not ordinarily
like to have company on the steamer s
bridge. in a few moments we climbed to
the side of the captain. Great walls of
rock built by the eternal God reached
along the coast, and stopped only wide
f’wugh apart to allow ships to enter and
keep the boisterous ocean out.
" Tender,” said the captain, “is the re
heat in the rocks which in the twilight
deceived the captain of the Duncan Dun
bar to mistake it for the harbor and to
aim for it, crashing into destruction. All
' n hoard perished save one man, who
"as picked up after he had floated down
an to the shelving.”
Safely we rode in between the
TWO GREAT BROWN PILLARS
af Hawkesbury sandstone, and then be
gan the revelation of a harbor such as
>'-'where else in tne wide world is to he
round The whole scone is an “Odyssey,”
a ! ‘lvina Commediu,” an Old Testament
and a New Testament of grandeur and
loveliness. You cannot for a moment
j - your energy of watching without
Bussing something Which yon cannot see
amen I’he white palaces of the merchant
I'lim rs of Sydney shine through the foli
“gf-nf the trees. Dipping to the hay are
guldens abloom in winter, and lawns
i &n emerald like unto the fourth
‘■or of the wall of heaven. Tropical
!' ants and tropical flowers stand side
1 side with the growths of more rig
irons climates. Vineyards and orange
•roves, pomegranates and guavas, and
urn-apples growing in a revelry of luxur
'W" Norfolk pines, palin, Moreton hay
'“'ami Eucalyptus trees stretch their
“ etc s over the scene. Complete bo
ip inuent of landscape! ‘ Steady,!”
1 J tiie captain to the manat the wheel,
steady ! lint no observer can keep
m steady while watching this ever
-I'-ving. ever-inspiring, ever-enchanting
Vender is the monastery; yon-
r r coming in sight, is the admiral s
Yonder is Uie university. Ynn
> r ire the house# of parliament. Yon
't urc the old prisons. There is the
residence.” Here sweeping up
*c to our nteamer are launches with
•T-Tsinnists. Yonder are sailing boats,
’u" 111 they suggest a fluttering seagull.
h,lu the are* of the harbor is said to lie
i‘ 'fljare tnijes. the water line of it, if
£ '‘d up and down all Us iulets, would
# ’welve hundred miles. The ripplmg
its p* kiss tho beach, und the
m b.-ach embraces' the hay. At the
turn of our steamer's whoel more
5 mture of island aud arbor and inlet
spj.c Jlafninij
and promotory. Oh! how the marine
loveliness played “hide-and-seek” amidst
the islands! Five grim batteries pointing
their Armstrong guns at us, but only in
play. “'Yonder,” says the captain, “is a
French steamer, yonder an American and
yonder an Englishman.” Sydney harbor
is so broad and honest that
no pilot was needed
to come on board. Room here for all the
navies of the earth to ride in and secrete
themselves so that they could not be found
without much search. Room for the
“Great Easterns" of the past and tho
“Campanias” of the present to wheel
without peril. Room to welcome all the
centuries and generations and ages which
are yet to drop anchor in its clear depths
He only belittles and bedwarfs and be
means Sydney Harbor, who compares it
to the Bay of Naples or the entrance to
Rio Janeiro.
God works by no model, and this harbor
was of divine origination. He works
with rocks and waters and skies as easily
as architects work with pencil and rule
aud compass; and ho intended this harbor
not to be a repetition of anything that had
over been done, and to make it impossible
for any human engineering or landscape
gardening or hydraulics to Imitate. It is
a winding splendor, an unfolding glory, a
transcendent illustration of what omni
potence cim do in tho architecture of an
ocean gate.
The day we entered it clouds of all
hues were looking dbwn into its mirror,
beauties of all styles were walking its
opaline pavement; grandeurs of all char
iots were rolling across its crystallne
highway. On the captains bridge we
stood until near enough to the wharf to
see tho deputation of clergymen and
prominent citizens who were waiting to
come aboard to greet us, aud when they
thronged the cabin of the steamer, and
addressed us in welcoming words we
were compelled by our own feelings to re- ;
ply. “Brethren and friends! after sailing
against head winds and over very rough !
seas, it is most delightful to gel into this
beautiful Harbor of Sydney, and into the
still more beautiful harbor of Christian
fellowship.”
But I was up before daybreak next
morning looking at the harbor. The
window of m.v room in the Australia
hotel takes in the enchantment and I
watched the coining of the day in tho
harbor. The whole sky first took a pal
lor, not sickly, hut healthful, as though
thore were white wings from the other
side shining through. Then there camo
coruscations, and deep indigoes, and irra
diations, ana sadness of color, and
unrolling scrolls prophetic
of more light, and sombre and holy
gleams and rhapsodies of advancing day;
and then, banners of victory over the
darkness. Then in this wall of heaven
the gates began to swing open. It was
no sudden swinging ha- k of the panels of
fire. There was no grinding of the gates
on the amethystine hinges; there was no
clang of holts buried hack from the im
perial portals.but a slow.gradual aud over
powering inoveim nt that made me feel
there was more to come, ana I wondered
if 1 could endure the expanding vision.
As I looked into the gate 1 saw,what 1 de
scribed to my son afterwards as a
sceptre, a sceptre of great length and
brilliance. Such a sceptre as no
earthly emperor over had iu his throne
room. The handle of the sceptre had all
the colors of the prism. The edges of it
were translucent, the point of it was
tipped with a waving light all the time
changing. Yet what a scepter! what
king would dare to handle it! What
monarch would dare to lift it! But while
1 wondered, the question was answered.
The King of Day, the rising sun, took
hold of it and the scepter which I had
seen a few seconds before lying on the i
shelf of heaven, was iirst hoisted as
though to command the hidden glories of
the skies to come down, aud then it was
pointed to the harbor as the place of their
destination, and on that sapphire of tho
waves, both the scepter that 1 had seen
and the crown of tho king who too., it
were put down ; and from green island to
green island, and from beach to beach,
and all up aud down tho promontories,
and from skv to water and from water to
sk vlt was morning iu Sydney harbor.
Have you ever realized that there Is
only one Being in the universe who can
scoop out and mold and buttress and build
a harbor! At Napier, New Zealand,
SAVANNAH, GA„ SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 23. 18$M.
where we sailed in and stayed only long
enough for an hour and a half’s address,
hundreds of thousands of dollars were
expended in building a breakwater and
so at Gisborne, and at different points on
tho Australian coast, harbors have been
constructed by human hands, but the
storms looked at
THESE DEVIANT RAMPARTS,
and in a night tumbled the costly works
into the Pacific. Harbor building is the
reserved right of the heavens. Gates of
palaces and gates of fortresses may be
turned out from earthly foundries, or
pounned together by hammers of human
mechanism, but an ocean gate like that
near which I am now seated needs omnip
otence and omniscience and infinity to
plun and construct it.
No one but the Eternal knows where
such agate is needed. He sees the his
tory* of a continent before It is populated
and he only can decide where its front
door ought to be hoisted and swung. Be
side that the gate must correspond with
the size and greatness of the main build
ing. Jhe door of the Madeleine Church
would be absurd at the front of a Quaker
Meeting Houso. Bronze and gold would
make an inappropriate entrance to a rook
ery. Such an entrance to Australia as
Sydney harbor would bo something
for all time aud eternity to jeer at, if the
country thus entered were not something
immeasurable for wealth, resource, and
grand opportunity. Had I known noth
ing of the history of Australia what I
saw between the door posts of this har
bor and the wharf of our disembarkation
would have convinced me of the present
and coming opulence of this fifth conti
nent of the world. With such an ocean
gate, I am not surprised that Australia is
lourteeu times as large as France and
thirtv-three times as large as England,
Scotland and Wales. It has been esti
mated as capable of supporting one hun
dred millions of people. All wealth of
mining and agriculture and commerce
and art and scenery are hero. Caves
larger than the mammoth cave of Ken
tucky,
LARES LIKE COMO,
Lucerne, and Geneva. A botany so rich
in flowers that Capt. Cook called one of
the entrances "Botany Bay." Whole
Pcnnsylvanias of coal mines', discovered
by a shipwrecked sailor iu 1797, but now
defying the crowbars of the earth to take
one-lialf of their treasures, and having
enough material to warm a continent and
keep aglow the steamship furnaces of an
ocean. Enough sheep pasture in the vales
and on the hills to clothe with their wool
whole nations. These sheep killed and
frozen in refrigerators here, are trans
ferred in carts which are refrigerators
into ships which are refrigerators and
carried across the seas to the refrigera
tors of Europe and Asia, so that while I
write this letter almost withih sound of
the bleating flocks of this sheep-raising
country, the legs of Australian mutton
hang in Ixmdon markets anu the inhabi
tants oflndia are breakfasting on lamb
chops brought from the hanks of Sydney
harbor. One sheep paddock of nearly
two hundred miles square.
So much of these colonies is in tho trop
ics that thoy will have a capacity, when
lully developed, to yield enough sugar to
sweeten the beverages of the earth, and
raise enough tea to aoothe nerves and
stimulate the conversation of the social
groups of all zones, and proiluce enough
cotton to clothe hemispheres. Enough
iron to bo brought up from tho cellar of
thesu colonies to rail-track the planet.
Copper and lead, silver and gold, waiting
for resurrection. Sapphires and rubies,
topaz and rhrysoberyls ready to flash and
burn on the bosom of the world's beauty.
Go|ie's creek yielded in one year 2A,UUO
diamonds.
Do you aay that vast regions are not ar
able hut a desert: Yes, hut boring uuder
neath the sand and rock discovered water
which is only waiting to he called up to
irrigate ttie surface. What irrigation
lias done for Egypt and China, and is do
ing for the American desert, will be done
for
THE idle ACREAGE Of AUSTRALIA.
It has been demonstrated again and
again that better than the raimall it in
to have waters gathered into reservoirs ;
and bo droughts and freshets are avoided,
and when you want water you turn it on,
and when you want it to stop, you turn it
oif. If you say there are not enough hills
in Australia to pourdowu the water upon
1111 ir i wll ii tfii 1 1 filli ii 11 f i ii ii i
Boys’ Clothes.
Mothers, you must be
interested if you have boys
to clothe. School Suits, 4
to 12 years, worth up to
S3, closing out at
$1.93.
Extra strong Blue Flan
nel Knee Pants, in nobby
dark patterns, at per pair
44c.
Just one lot. porliaps enough to make 300
boys happy while they last.
Umbrella
Department.
One lot of 26 inches Glo
ria sun and rain Umbrel
las, metal and natural
handles, worth up to $2;
special this week
98c.
Towel Department
A Towel sale that
knocks the props out from
any other sale we have
had. Hotel-keepers and
others wanting Towels,
this means a big saving to
you; 16x32 inches, that are
worth 10c, now
sc.
20x40-inch extra heavy
Linen Towels, fancy knot
ted fringe border, that are
worth 25c, now
No matter what kind of
Handkerchief Sale
you have ever attended or seen ad
vortlsed tefore. depi od upon It. this Is the
greatest of al. Other sales pale Into Inslg
nificanee when brought face to face with
these sterling lowest values and we were of
fered such a bulk at such a low figure that
■we purchased the entire lot We are satis
| fled that we will sell them all out In sight
; of one day.
; Lot I—Oents’ Handkerchiefs, plain
hemstitched, fancy bordered, -jr..-.
worth up to .15c; your choice I UPL,
j Lot 2—Ladles' plain hemstitched.
fancy bordered embroidered, c .
worth up to 20c; your choice >L-
the lands, X reply by asking where is the
power of machinery ? Science and enter
prise will invent a pump that could spout
up the subterraneous and hidden rivers,
lakes and oceens of Australia. Irrigation
will yet abolish the American
Desert, the Arabian Desert, the groat
Sahara Desert and the Australian
Desert. AH hail to the agriculture
and mining and merchandise and manu
facture and art atd opulence and religion
of the coming generations of Australia.
After a while America, the focus of emi
gration from all lands, will be occupied,
and then, if not before. Australia will call
tho millions of the earth who want more
room and better ohanee and easier liveli
hood to pass through the same ocean gate
that opened for us a few days ago, and to
feel the welcome blooming from the same
skies and reaching out from the same
Hawkesbury sandstone and breathing in
the balsamic atmosphere, and flushing
from the depths of the same matchless
harbor.
While dictating this letter to a steno
grapher in Sydney and looking off upon
its harbor I hear the chimes of the hells
from tho tower of the postoffice. It is
the only postoffice that 1 have ever known
to he graced by such a charm of har
monies. But how appropriate! for the
postoffice of every city rings out more
music or tolls more sadness than any
other building. There are the piles of
letters with joyful tidings and hilarious
surprises and marriage announcements,
and every postottice ought to have a
chime of wedding bells. But every
postoftice has piles of letters with
stories of sadness and bereavement and
loss and death and burial, and. therefore,
such a building ought to have hells to
sound the knell and hells to toll the grief.
King on, ye bells of Sydney postoftice and
sound over yonder harbor your merriment
or sadness, l our times every hour that
tower showers its chimes; at each quarter
hour the air Is stirred with its melodies,
but at tlie'clote of each full hour the effect
is very peculiar. Tinkle and clash, and
Jingle and roll on
TIIE SWEET METALLIC VOICES,
as much as to say: “Becheery while the
moments go by. Move as briskly as you
can and let tho passing moments kenp
step with the sounding joy I” But while
you are listening suddenly there comes in
the mighty stroke of (hr postoftice clock
in dee|M)st and most reverberating tone,
letting you know that one more hour of
lime ia forever past, and it sounds solemn
and tremendous as tho Jgh at every stroke
it said of the hour Just departed: “Gone,
gone, gone!” The deep bass of that last
sound overpowering tho merry so
pranos that preceded it. No the
gladnesses and solemnities commingle.
But, perhaps, I may have mis
interpreted the utterances of that heavy
and mighty clock in the iKistoftlce tower.
It seemed like the death knell of the hour
and scorned to say, “Gonel Gone!” out
now that I think it over, that bell might
have been in a different mood from what
I thought, for the bells hare moods, and
they weep arid they laugh atid thoy ilance
and they groan It may he that the
resounding anil overpowering stroke In
that tower might have been one,of Invi
tation, und that because this harbor is tho
oceau gate of an almost infinitude of op
ANOTHER GRAND WEEK
Of Matchless Bargains.
Our buyers, who are now North, are every day
shipping us big lots of fall goods. We want to be pre
pared to receive them by unloading big lots of stock
on hand in the next two weeks.
WE M, ST HAVE THE ROOM AND THE MONEY the goods will bring. If
yon will nt-ed ary good* of any <l**rript iou or liouef )riit*htng goods in th* nxt
glv month*, our ftnggrfttlon i* to **llos them now," and hoy them of uw. For the
low prlofN we will nime next two week* never have or ever will he eunnled.
rhewe are a few wamplen:
CARPET DEPARTMENT.
WMhll plaoc on Monday morning tin* finest aNiort
ment of Carpet*. Hugs. T*p*Htrle and Curtain* rver
OUR GRAND FALL MILLINERY OPENING
Will beeiD ua HOXOir, OCT. 8. Hivlrn; urured Mforal eipwt. Hmt-claa* >* York milliner* for
thU department, we will endeavor to make it richer in every way than in any former year. Y'ou are
cordially invited to attend. /
l LEOPOLD ADLER, /
in Savannah. They have bren selected hy moat
xporn mod buyers, art* beautiful In design. color.
Ing. and the price Is within the reach of ail. lou
ran furnish your home at lean coat than ever before
All our new fall styles are now on exhibition.
Sandford’s Kxtra Tapestry, per yard .. 79c
Uncut Velvet Carpet, per yard 89c
All Wool Extra Super. Ingrain, per yard 99c
Sofa Knp, 84x48 $6.45
First Quality Linoleum*. sold the elty over st(W\m
91.30, our prlre per yard dUt
Oil Cloth, In nil different patterns, per yard. 37c
A TIP.
All our Carpets marie, laid and
lined free within twenty-four hours
after seleoied.
We are astonishing everybody
with the bargains we give
in our
DOMESTIC DEPARTMENT.
Two caaea of new Percale* per yard .. 3 c
All our regular 13c Outing Flannels B!4c
All our French Printed Bateaus, In dark snd 1
light grounds, per yard
LADIES’ SHIRTWAISTS.
100 new Hlark and Navy Blue Matron, large.A
fall sleeves, box pleated front.
rrol and Lawn Wrapper*, balloon ilcrvAii, Wat
teau hark, full front! you could not liny
the material fo* the price; we **II you the garment, ready
to wear 60 Cents.
&f§“ REMEMBER! Wc pay particu- -mi
lar attention to MAIL ORDERS.
LEOPOLD ADLER.
portunity, and the mines aro waiting
for more crow-bars, and the pasturage is
waiting for more flocks, and the
hillsides are waiting for more cities,
and tiie picturesque is waiting for more ar
tists. and the fields are waiting for more
plows, and the printing presses are wait
ing for more authors, and tho flora is
waiting for more botanists, and the sk’es
are waiting for more astronomers, and
the churches are waiting for more wor
shippers, and these lands are waiting for
more occupants, and this harbor Is wait
ing for more merchantmen, that the bell
of tho postoftice tower is really sending
forth a welcoming word to the people of
all lands and the voyagers of all seas, say
ing: “Gomel Come! Come!”
T. De Witt Talmaoe.
DEATH LTTRKED THERE.
Testing the Tradition of Rattlesnake
Spring in the Sierra del Diablo.
From the New York Sun.
“If there Is any one in the world who
knows how it feels to he snatched from
the jaws of death, I am that person,”said
a New Yorker who has been about the
world a bit. "That by no means enviable
or enjoyable sensation came to mo in
Texas: and. by the way.it seems tome
that if I were going to make a curious
collection of snakes, venomous and non
venomous, I wouldn’t fool away any time
elsewhere, but would take the lirst train
for Texas. I am not in the snake business
myself, but during my Journeyings in
Texas I became involuntarily as familiar
with a lot of assorted serpents as though
I had been a hard and inveterate con
sumer of tho popular beverage with which
many of the natives Indulge themselves
down there
“Hut 1 only care to speak of one par
ticular experience of miiie with a Texas
snako. This was a specimen of the or
dinary rattlesnake that flourishes on the
Texns plains 1 made my first acquaint
ance with this interesting and cheerful
reptile at the time the Texas Pacific rail
road was tiding located through El Paso
countv. 1 was with tho engineer corps
that did tho locating. Somewhere be
tween the foothills of the Sierra del
Diablo and the spot where we had our
camp just then there was a famous spring
oj cold and crystal water. It was called
the Rattlesnake Spring, because of tho
tradition, firmlv believed in by the na
tives, than two oig rattlesnakes were for
some reason constantly on guard there.
The water of the spring was alleged to
have wonderful medicinal properties, but
it was death to any one who attempted to
drink of it unless he first slew tho two
rattlesnakes. for. ns the legend ran. the
moment he stopped to quaff the waterone
or both of the deadly guardians of tho
spring would strike him from their place
of concealment and fill him with their
fatal virus
"That a rancher haa once been found
lying dead with his face at the surface of
the spring, where he had evidently lain
down to quench his thirst, two purple in
cisions In his temple and his bloated body
showing tieyond question that he had
been struck b.y a rattlesnake while lying
in that position, was a well-authenticated
story in El Paso county, and the snake
that had bitten him was killed in the
LEOPOLD ADLER.
rocks by the person who had discovered
its victim.
"Still, I had my doubts that any of
these venomous reptiles habitually lay In
wait there for thirsty reamers, and one
Sunday I resolved to go to the spring to
investigate i strolled in the direction of
the Sierra del Diablo, whose gleaming
peaks and rocky front were apparently
not more than a rifle shot distant, so dean
cut did they stand out against the clear,
blue sky; but they were a good ten miles
from camp. 1 went alone on my Journey,
for tho sufficient reason that no’ono would
go with me.
“I found the spring. It was four miles
from the foothills, In a rocky basin, and
the water came up from the white sand
in cool and tempting volume. I saw no
sign of the presence of rattlesnakes, al
though the surroundings looked snak.v
enough, and no mistake. I was hot and
thirsty, and after a dose and careful
scrutiny of all Hie rocks and scrubby
hushes around the spring I was satislled
that If that water was under the guar
dianship of rattlesnakes they must have
gone off duty for that day. Yet if I
hadn’t been so tecrlbly thirsty, I believe
I should have come away without
trying the water, all the same; but as
it was a tramp of six miles back over the
hot and barren plain that lay between me
and camp, return without ouenchlng my
thirst was not to be thought of, and [
prepared to He down on the rock at ono
side of the spring, lust where they had
found the dead and swollen ranchman. I
suppose. I had brought my face so dose
to the water that I could see mvseif and
everything about me reflected in tho
crystal depths as distinctly as if I had
been gazing upon a French plate mirror.
"ft Is well for me that these reflections
were so Intense and vivid, for 1 paused a
moment to gaze into the spring at the re
markable mirroring. Suddenly some
thing that I first thought was the reflec
tion of a nodding twig or tendril, agitated
by the brisk breeze that was blowing,
shot back and forth, thrown into deep
outline by tho snowy bottom of the
spring. Hut as I gazed my heat turned
to cold and my thirst was forgotten. The
swift-moving quivering reflection I had
thought was a twig or tendril was the
mirrored imago of the long aud forked
tongue of a snake, as it shot back and
forth from beneath a shelving rock,
which, seen from above, hid the lurking
danger from view Colled in a crevice
beneath that sheltering rock, not two
feet from one side of my head, and with
part of its own frightful front visible by
reflection, was an enormous rattlesnake
ready to strike.
"I-'or an instant I seemed paralyzed,
hut knowing that another instant's delay
would probably mean death to tne, I
ducked my head clear to my shoulders
beneath the water, the position I was in
making it impossible for me to rise quick
enough to escape the danger. As 1 ducked
1 felt the snake’s strike. I wore a heavy
wide-collared flannel shirt. The snake's
fangs struck the shirt near the lower
edge of the collar, not an inch away from
my jugular. The instant I felt the strike
I sprang to my feet. The hooked fangs
of the reptile were fast Iu the texture of
tiie collar, and as ] got to my feet I raised
the rattler with me. Its long body
PAGES 9 TO 16.
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The biggest kind of val- =
ues in our =
Shoe Department.)
No selling-out sale, or \
sale of any kind, ever =
equaled these values. We =
not only quote low prices, =
but back the prices up =
with the goixls exactly as =
we advertise them.
Misses’ Shoes (
at rock bottom; but that, makes no differ 3
cnce. they must go. These are the same 1
goods mat high toned shoe dealers sell at -
fl 2* ami II 5o per pair We don’t charge 3
you for the tyle. That’s why they go at. 3
1 per pair,
75c. *
11 to 2 at, per pair.
Youths’ )
Hobble Grain, button and sole leather. Z
sizes uto 2. There are not many of them. 3
an odd lot. Price formerly ti.3 ; now, per 3
pair, 3
85c.
Children’s j
nto 11 Spring Heels Qnalfty and fit Is all 3
Son could desire there. The regular |l ~
md, per pair, 3
75c. I
Linen Department.)
A few of our new Table Linens have ar-3
rived, and as a starter will offer yon a M 3
inch lllcached Table Damask, In all tko 3
new patterns, regular value 50c, at per yard, -
26c.
Hosiery
Department
We offer the test value in Hosiery ever ;
seen in Sarannah. We want you to try and ;
equal these values. Just for fun. Three :
cases flermad irf fast Mack double sole, ;
heel and toe, all sizes, worth :’6e, per pair 1
I9c.
IYI dozen of fancy top, double heel and :
toe, sold the world ovor at 40c; special this ■
sale 4
I9c.
PORTIERES.
In all the latest shades and patterns, full size, fringe top sou bottom, worth 95.00, oar prtre for
this week only per pair. *
a $2.49. (Each customer limited to oaf pair ) g
squirmed and contorted along my side
and clear to my feet.
“I drew m.y revolver as quickly as L
could, arid, placing the muzzle against tho
reptile's head, blow It to pieces Tho
limp body of the reptile fell to theground,
but not much quicker than 1 foil myself.
"There seemed no mors life In mo than
there is in n dlshrag. It was a good while
before 1 got strength and nerve to get on
m.v feet again. When I had recovered
sufficiently I straightened tho dead snako
out. With its head gone It measured two
good paces long not an Inch less than six
feet. It had sixteen rattles, which I toolt
us a trophy and have to-day. t don’t
know whether this was one of tiie two
alleged rattlesnake guardians of tho
spring or not, for 1 spent no timo looking
for another one. Neither had I the nervo
to try again for a drink at the spring, but
got away from there as soon as I could.
When 1 reached camp 1 was about as
nearly fatnlshod as any man ever was
who got over it, and if there is any one ia
the world who knows how it feels to bo
saved at the very jaws.of death 1 am that
person.”
The Arctic Press-
From the Oakland (Cal.) Echoes.
There exist at present In the Arctic
region several Journals that make their
appearance but once a year. They are,
therefore, not “Journals" (literally
"dailies”), accurately speaking, but "an
nuals.” These sheets are published
within the confines of the north polar
circle. The Eskimo Bulletin, for ex
ample, is edited near Gape Prince of
Wales, on Bering Strait. Here, in a
village inhabited by Esquimaux, the En
glish missionaries have established a
school, and, as hut one steamer lands at
this place, and that, 100, (pit once a year,
the news that it brings is consigned to a
sheet of paper printed with the hekto
graph. Its size Is 8 by t 2 Inches. Tho
paper ts very thick, and but one surfaco
is used. This Journal, in a subhead,
claims to he the "only yearly paper.”
This, however, is an error, for there Is an
annual sheet published at Godthaab, In
Greenland, where a small printingofflea
was established in 1861, whence about 980
sheets and many lithographic prints have
been issued. The journal In question ia
entitled “Atuiigagdlintit, nalinginarmlk
tusarumluasassumik,” i. e., "Something
for reading, accounts of all sorts of enter
taining subjects.” It has been published
since 1H62, and up to 1874 comprised 104
sheets in quarto, and about 200 leaves
with illustrations. The language is that
of Greenland, a dialect of the Esquimaux.
There is still another periodical pub
lished in Greenland under the name of
“Kaladit.”
"Can I sec you apart for a moment?"
“You mean alone, don't your”
"Yes: s loan that's it exaotly, 1 want to
borrow live. “—lndianapolis Journal.
A little girl s father had a round bald spot.
Kissing him st bedtime not long ago. she
said: Stoop down, popsv; I want to kins ihs
plate where the lining shows.”—Tit Bits
('holly C'humplelgh—l have a do* that
knows as much US l do.
Miss i.'oldeul lulisi-ntly i I think dogs are
awfully stupid animals. Truth.